Harry Potter: The Witty Wizard

Back in his Professor of Transfigurations office and private apartment, Dumbledore was unable to take a long soak in a bath, this time. The apartment only had a shower. So, he took a half-hour shower, making sure to scrub himself clean.

The robes he wore was yet another set he had to throw away. He felt, as he had to wear them for three straight days, he'd never get them truly clean again.

Properly cleaned and dressed, he called for a house elf to bring him a decent meal as he sat at his desk and sat back.

Now stuck in the castle, especially on and during 'school days', he had to figure out a way to get to Harry Potter and get the boy back inside the castle as well.

That's when he hit on an idea. He couldn't go to young Harry, so why not bring the boy to him! It also had the bonus of killing two birds with one stone. Getting the boy brought to him would get the boy back in the castle, too.

Finally deciding to do it, Dumbledore pulled out a sheet of pre-charmed parchment he had created a stock of in case he ever lost control of the wards, his quill and an ink pot. He took a few minutes to draft the letter in his Occlumency-enhanced 'mind's eye' then set to writing.

Once he was done and had signed it with a flourish he realised his mistake. He'd signed the damnable thing with his old titles.

"Blast!" he muttered, before he began to rewrite the letter on another pre-charmed sheet of parchment.

Done, he lightly blew it dry. Then he drew his wand and worked to make a minor modification to the portkey charm. As he'd cast the original with the Elder Wand while it was still bonded with him, it took him a fair bit of power to adjust it.

After taking a deep breath and lightly dabbing his handkerchief over his forehead to absorb the moisture he'd generated there adjusting the charm on the parchment, he folded it as was proper and turned to Fawkes.

"Fawkes," he firmly said.

As the bird looked at him, he held up the letter and said, "I need you to take this to young Harry Potter. Off you go."

Fawkes stared at him for a long moment, let out a threatening screech and flamed away. The letter was still in Dumbledore's hand.

Expecting the bird to flame back in within a moment, it was over ten seconds before Dumbledore lowered his hand. Fawkes had not returned.

"Gods damn it!" he snapped to the air. "Blasted bird!"

He jumped to his feet, strode out of his office and made his way to the owlery.

'Maybe it's better to use an ordinary school owl for this, anyway,' he thought as he strode along, letter still in his hand. 'It may take longer to get him, but Harry won't instantly recognise Fawkes and be wary.'

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In the Department of Mysteries at the Monday morning 'Fire-side' - a name for which whose history was lost to the annals of time - the Unspeakable Section Leaders gathered in the largest meeting room to verbally report to their superiors and the others what the sections would be focussing on for that week. Some were surprised to see Scimitar attend with none of 'Management' being surprised to see him there.

At the end of the usual reports, Croaker said, "You've noticed, by now, we have a new Section Leader - Scimitar. Scimitar leads a small team working on a 'Deep Secret' project. Scimitar?"

The Unspeakable stood and said, "As Croaker stated, this matter is classified Deep Secret. its code name is 'Spectral Threat'.

"It has been discovered that one Tom Marvolo Riddle, better known as Lord Voldemort, is still with us."

After waiting for the sudden susurrations of noise to cease, what would be loud exclamations of shock anywhere else, he continued, "It has been discovered Riddle... as that is his real name, that is how we address him... employed the use of soul magics in the form of the creation of Horcruxes. Worst still, he has created quite a few of them."

"That's crazy!" said one. "One, alone, is enough to warp the mind. To create multiples―"

"We're aware," nodded Scimitar. "Nevertheless, that is exactly what he has done. My team and I have already located and collected four of them and are aware of a fifth that was destroyed around June of 1993."

"Sweet Merlin!" one of the others softly exclaimed.

Continuing, Scimitar said, "There is another issue related to this matter and it involves Harry Potter; or, as he is now more properly known, Lord Harrison James Potter. Due to the disruptions Lord Potter has recently caused..."

That earned him a few snickers, even though they were nervous in nature.

"... Amelia Bones has assigned Lord Potter a rotating protection detail. This is mainly because of the threat 'White Beard' represents to the young Lord. We have been urging her to continue with it.

"Thankfully, we have a deep agent within the DMLE already assigned to Lord Potter's detail and hope to get at least another... if not another two... assigned to that detail within the coming weeks."

"Why is he important to this?" asked one.

"That you do not need to know about," Croaker jumped in and replied.

Scimitar gave the man a nod and turned back to the group. "This information has been provided you for two reasons," he said. "First, for your sections to be vigilant of the employment of soul magics. However, they are not to be informed of why. Second, that Lord Potter is now a DoM Protectee... you know what that means... and he is not to be aware of that. That operation is also Deep Secret and is code named 'Knight's Shadow'. Lord Potter's codename is now 'White Knight'."

A DoM Protectee would be watched over by agents of the DoM - usually individuals, working alone. That he was not to be aware of it meant that the DoM agents would be doing so in hidden surveillance. And that their job would be that much harder, due to the DMLE protection detail. Subtlety would be the name of the game. Having at least one person 'inside' made things easier; but, more would be better.

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After it looked to Harry that Hermione was beginning to flag under the rapid flow of information, he checked the time using a Tempus charm and realised they'd been at it, including a short break for lunch and while Harry ate snacks, for almost five hours.

"I think we should leave the nobility lessons there, for the moment, Hermione," he said. "I think we should focus on something else for the time being."

"Kissing?" she asked.

He laughed, walked around the table and took her into his arms. Pausing only a moment to make sure it was alright, he ducked his head forward towards hers with his head tilted slightly to the left as she did the same. Already, they'd figured out a left tilt, rather than a right tilt, felt more natural for them both.

After a lingering kiss they slowly broke apart.

"I can get used to that," she grinned.

"Me too," he happily said.

"But, not in front of Daddy," she firmly clarified. "I promised Mum."

"I know," he sighed. "You told me."

"And now I'm reminding you."

Giving her another kiss, he pulled back and walked back around the table.

Sitting down again he said, "There's an idea I have that I want to talk to you about. It's become even more important for me to talk to you about, since we're now boyfriend and girlfriend."

"Oh?" she asked, intrigued.

"With Dumbledore escaping a prison sentence," he began. "And the Wizengamot and School Board not able to get him out of the castle yet, I've more and more come to realise I do not want to go back to Hogwarts. It's too dangerous for me."

Frowning in worry, Hermione asked, "But, what about your schooling?"

"There's plenty of options, Hermione," he replied. "I can go to one of the schools in Europe, such as Beauxbatons Academy of Magic; I can go to the main school in the United States, Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, which I've discovered is modelled after Hogwarts; I can go to a completely different school in another part of the world; I can hire private tutors and study at home; or I can hire private tutors elsewhere in the world. I have plenty of possibilities open to me.

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