Dumbledore's Reaction
Severus Snape's POV
Why must it be me who gives Albus this information? Why must the gods hate me so?
(A/N:Because you are so easy to write, so complex, that even authors are left wondering just how deep you are. However, I will make it very terrible for you to even comprehend the forces of nature that are Harry and Naruto, as well as the equally impressive family they have.)
"Ah, Severus, do you have any news?" At least he stopped calling me 'my boy'.
"There is much that I can say, however, I do not think I can explain it like they can. I will however say that by spending time in another world, the person known as Harry Potter is indeed alive, well, and with new family. It is astonishing what he has managed to do under the instruction of his family."
A deep breath, "Due to this, it is probably most imparitive that we do not make assumptions around both Potter and Naruto, his brother. Chances are they will not only shatter them, but do so in a way that makes it seem like it is a daily occurance. Also, of note, the books that you put on hold being Harry's Magical Guardian, probably for the best."
"And why is that?" Dumbledore asks.
"Because knowing the power that the family has, as well as what friends they have," Here I bring up what political power Grippal, Nooj, and Baralai, friends of the family, have and supress a shudder, "as well as the fact that they can pay the goblins more than enough money to really screw with a person to the point where only the Muggle world has any options left for them, and yes, I am including any pureblood rich family, much like the Malfoy family, as well as the Black family as well. And you should know how rich they were." I warn Dumbledore.
"Ah, yes, if they can really do that, then there is no sense in antagonizing them. Thank you for that information, do they have any foundations in the magic of this world?" Albus asks.
"It is hard to say, as they have a radically different view of magic than we do, and by calling something Black Magic would just mean that it is destruction to your opponent, while White Magic is something helpful to a person, save for the one White Magic spell that harms an opponent. They also do not use the typical wands that we use, instead, the dad uses a sword, an aunt uses some sort of doll, an uncle that uses some sort of ball, and then another uses a lance, and a mom and two aunts uses a variety of weapons. It is safe to say that they are the very definition of unnatural usage of magic."
"And yet, what about the Dark Arts? Do they not have it?"
"It is unknown at this point, though I think that with the past they have, I dare shudder to think what they would do to anyone who tries to mislead them, unless they themselves were mislead." I shudder at some of the memories that my mind brings up, and really, the way the speak about it, leads me to wonder what they would think about some of the Slytherins that are under my care.
"Interesting, is there anything else you wish to add?"
"For one thing, Naruto doesn't like his name to be publicly revealed, I would also suggest that they be sorted right after the other, perhaps use Harry of Spira and Naruto of Spira to announce them?
"But doesn't Harry have a last name?"
"One that he recognizes as his own but holds no power over him? Yes. As for why of Spira, it is to remind ourselves that for all purposes he is from Spira, and not from England, or even Earth for that matter." I respond, before standing up. "If you will excuse me, I have things I need to prepare for, the upcoming year will need a lot of potions, that I can assure you."
"Alright Severus, take your time."
Dumbledore's POV
How on earth could things go this way? Harry of Spira does have a nice ring, and if the family is claimed to be heroes, then there could be a chance that Harry already has the power the Dark Lord knows not... But there is much to consider before hand. I must make inquiries.
Reaching for the floo powder, I call out, "Magical Department of Law Enforcement, Amelia Bone's Office." There is much to gather.
???'s POV
As the newspaper lands on the ground, I reach for it, and start reading, and the face, that face, I need to see him, I need to, there will be no stopping me, not this time, not when I couldn't before.
The laugh that resounds was one of pure madness, touched with a hint of disbelief, and, if one would listen closely enough, one of joy as well. Why would someone in Azkaban be joyful?