Dumbledore looked shocked at hearing that Umbridge had managed to bring a Blood Quill into his school. The wards shouldn't have missed it. He tried to remember if the wards had gone off during Potter's fifth year and couldn't remember any alarms coming from them. There had been a numbers of times the wards had gone off during Potter's first and second year, and he had largely ignored them unless Mr. Potter had been in danger of losing his life. He thought back trying to remember the last time they had gone off when Mr. Potter or any other student had been in danger and that had been near the end of his third year, when the Dementors had nearly killed him along with the Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger, but the wards had also told him that a second Harry was out there on the grounds dealing with the situation. That had let him know that he had allowed Miss Granger to tell Harry about her time turner and that they had gone back to fix things.
But they hadn't gone off when Sirius had tried to attack Pettigrew in Ron's bed and that had been a situation where a child had been in danger. Sirius might have easily missed Pettigrew and stabbed Ron and yet there had been no tremor in the wards. Had the fact that he ignored the castle's warnings because he needed to mould Mr. Potter into the warrior/weapon that would destroy Voldemort made Hogwarts think he wasn't interested in knowing about the danger his children were in until it was almost too late to help them? Had he made the castle think it had to take steps to protect the children since he wouldn't? He would have to have a talk with the Hogwarts about keeping secrets from him when he got back.
"Well Albus?" Amelia Bones had gotten tired of silence from the older wizard.
Dumbledore felt embarrassed when he admitted, "I'm sorry Amelia, but the wards never went off. I don't know why they didn't alert me.'
"Could it be because you were so busy trying to mould your weapon, that the castle thought you didn't give a damn about your primary responsibility which was to protect the students of that school?" It seemed as though Madame Bones had guessed the direction of his thoughts quite well.
"In all honesty," Dumbledore looked weary, "I don't know."
Amelia Bones just stared at him not fooled for a moment. "You honest! Oh please, Albus don't make me laugh. You have more secrets than Cornelius Fudge and you hide them better. I don't think you've told the whole truth to anyone in the last hundred years. I'm fairly certain you didn't tell the Wizengamot the whole truth about why you wanted to force Potter to go back to Hogwarts, but we did agree with the few valid reasons you did give which is why we enacted that legislation for you."
"So what happens now?" Dumbledore asked her.
"If you are done with your tea, you will join Professor Snape in a holding cell." Madame Bones told him. "Do you wish me to owl your solicitor?"
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"Professor McGonagall, Dobby said you wanted to see me." Harry stood in the doorway of the Headmaster's office a blank expression on his face.
"Come in, Mr. Potter." She ordered. "Have a seat."
"I'll stand ma'am." Harry told her as he went over to look out the window. "What did you wish to see me about? I was involved in some research in the Library, since I wound up with an unexpected free period."
McGonagall just stared at him. "Come now, Mr. Potter, I don't think it was quite as unexpected as you are making it sound. At least I doubt it was for you."
Harry shrugged. "I knew it was coming. I just didn't know when."
"Why did you have Professor Snape and the Headmaster arrested?" McGonagall wanted to know. Remembering his comment at Ollivander's she asked. "Is this how you planned to get the Headmaster back? Are you going to be having us all arrested?"
"No." Harry shook his head. "I said I would deal with Dumbledork in my own good time. You should also be aware that sometime within the next week an Auror will probably come to take me to Snape's hearing and if they've arrested Umbridge, probably hers as well. As to last question, professor haven't you been told that thinking someone is out to get you is the first sign of paranoia? You'll end up like Moody, if you aren't careful."
"I think I could be somewhat justified in my belief, given what I am told you sent to Miss Granger." McGonagall countered dryly.
"Oh," Harry smiled. "She got her present. I am glad." At the concerned expression on McGonagall's face, he asked, "Are you telling me she didn't like her gift and after all the thought I put into finding just the right thing to let her know how much her friendship meant to me? I mean I know how much more she cares about house elves and other non-humans than her supposed friends, so I thought it would be the perfect present."
"I doubt anyone would appreciate receiving a box of decapitated house elf heads as a gift, Mr. Potter." McGonagall pointed out. "Especially if one of them is still bleeding. I think it made her afraid she might be next."
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