Legacy of Harry Potter- Chapter 97: New Schemes (Patreon)

November 1994
Ministry of Magic

A hall not far away from the Council hall was available for the members of the council to rest. Along the hall, many small cabins were connected with it. These cabins were allocated to different Lords of the council based on their status which served as a personal office for these members.

Harry was sitting on a couch in the hall. He could see various members looking at him in trepidation. He could understood their thought. They were torn on about approaching such a powerful new member or avoiding him till all the mess surrounding him was cleared.

"How was it?" Harry heard a voice.
He looked up to see Andromeda approaching along with two other witches. Minerva and Andromeda.

"Definitely entertaining," replied Harry with a chuckle.
Andromeda and Amelia chuckled back in response while Minerva closed the distance even further, "Harry... What is all this?"

Harry smiled, "Reality, Professor McGonagall."

Minerva's shoulder slumped and she sighed and took a deep breath. She took a seat next to Harry on the same couch, "I don't know what you are trying to achieve, Harry... No, Lord Potter."

"But as long as you are on the path of righteousness, truth and justice, you will have my full support," she added further with a resolute face.

Harry beamed with genuine happiness, "Thankyou, Professor."
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In one of the chambers, Lucius Mlafoy was sitting slumped on his chair, massing his temple. He sighed, grunted and growled in frustration.
"Dark Lord will be extremely unhappy when he learns this," he muttered under his breath.

His eyes steeled at this moment, "But when he dies, Black Lordship will fall back to my son."

At this moment a knock on the gate of the chamber interrupted his train of thoughts.
"What is it?" He shouted in anger.

"Lord Malfoy, Headmaster Dumbledore wants to meet you," his attendant replied in meek voice.

Malfoy was extremely surprised and felt strange but considering all what have happened till now, this was quite normal.
"Let him in," instructed Malfoy.

Immediately the gate of his chambers opened and in walked Albus Dumbledore with his usual grandfatherly smile on his face. Dumbledore looked quite relaxed and happy for a person who was about to face a trial.

He without waiting for Lucius to ask him to sit occupied one of the chair opposite Lucius across the table.

"Ah! Lord Malfoy, it seems you are not doing very great at the moment," said Dumbledore with a small smile.

Lucius frowned showing an unpleasant expression on his face, "Headmaster Dumbledore, I believe it would be wise and time saving for both of us if you can directly come to the point."

Dumbledore did not take Lucius harsh words insultingly and his eyes twinkled.

"Definitely, Lord Malfoy," said Dumbledore with amusement. "But showing concern about another person is a formality which should not be done away with."

Lucius' frown deepened and he was about to retort again but Dumbledore continued, "But nonetheless. I must say seeing Harry Potter as Lord Black must have come as a shock for you."

Dumbledore's face turned serious, "I must admit my negligence about Harry."

He sighed deeply, "Even so, I still believe that Harry is not mature enough to be a lord, even less for 5 Lordship."

These words piqued Lucius' interest, "What are you suggesting, headmaster Dumbledore?"

Dumbledore laughed, "I am not the one to suggest, Lord Malfoy. I merely point directions. And I must do it whether it is you or Harry Potter."
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While Albus Dumbledore and Lucius Malfoy were having their little talk, Harry Potter was sitting on the couch along with Andromeda.

Amelia and Minerva had gone away to greet the other members and thankfully no one else tried to disturb him.
At this moment, he caught a fat, toad like woman dressed from head to toe in pink colour walking towards him.
He did not need much time to recognise the woman as Dolores Umbridge, Senior Undersecretary to the Minister for Magic.
She was the same woman who had insulted Luna Lovegood during Snape's trial and Harry had barely controlled himself.

Also previous night, he had learned from Penelope Clearwater that Umbridge, on Lucius's bidding, was the person responsible for her being 'blacklisted' from the ministry.

Dolores using her powers and the added influence of minister of magic made it impossible for Penelope to get a decent job.

Not only that she was said to be extremely close to minister she was one of the 3 persons whom the minister had nominated in Wizengamot with 1 vote each.

She reached near Harry and smiled only to appear even more ugly, "Harry Potter."

Though her face was smiling, the tone in which his name was said was full of contempt. Andromeda sitting next to Harry raised an eyebrow at this.
She chuckled, "You must me Dolores Unbitch."
She ignored Dolores's raging face, "Thankfully you are here. You would serve a good example."

"Lord Potter," she said with extra emphasis on Lord. "As I was trying to explain the extent of your powers."
"For example, if you decide to kill or torture Miss. Umbitch just because she did not use the correct honorific part 'Lord' before your name, even then you will come out unscathed."
"Wizarding world is skewed in such a way that ants like her have little value in front of an elephant or say a dragon like you."

Umbridge who heard this was filled with two emotions. One was extreme anger on being humiliated like this while the other was complete fear as what Andromeda said was true. How can someone like her, who had lived her entire life bullying people based on her status, could not understand the difference between her and Harry Potter's status.

Andromeda again faced Dolores with an innocent smile, "I hope you don't mind on using you as an example."
"You wanted to say something," she added further.

"The minister wants to see you," Dolores could barely mutter before almost running.

"You truly are vicious with your words," said Harry giving a glance towards Andromeda.

"I am a Black, Lord Potter," she said with smile. "This is something I have learned from my childhood."

Harry nodded, "Now what would the minister want from me?"

"Bootlicking," she replied. "Now, you have a huge influence over the chair he is sitting on."
"Should I come with you?" She asked further.

Harry shook his head, "I will deal with him."