July 31st Cont.
With three flashes of light, Harry, Dumbledore, and Fawkes all appeared in the control room of the Antarctic outpost.
"Welcome to my home away from home." Harry spoke out.
Fawkes hadn't been expecting to be transported directly from his perch; when they appeared he wasn't on a perch anymore and had to open his wings to catch himself from falling to the floor. He gave a screech of annoyance as he started flying around the room, eventually coming to rest on the back of the control chair which partially lit up from his presence.
Dumbledore looked around the room from where he was standing. There wasn't much to it really. A fancy looking chair in the center, and strange symbols written on all the walls. There didn't appear to be any doors. He noticed Fawkes fly around for a minute before landing on the back of the strange chair and said chair starting to glow.
Harry was actually surprised that Fawkes landing on the chair would actually activate it even if only partially.
-"Rose?"- He inquired.
-"Fawkes has his own energy signature and has 25.01% Alteran DNA, enough to activate the chair at 12% mental potential. Oh, what an intelligent bird. He just initiated the download of Alteran history."-
Harry watched fascinated by what Fawkes was doing.
"Well Professor, it appears Fawkes has beaten you to the answers that you seek. The chair he's on is like a Pensive. When you sit in it, you receive the knowledge and history of this place."
Dumbledore looked at Fawkes whose eyes were closed. "Where are we Harry? WAIT, you are responsible for the white light." Dumbledore was having a few of his own revelations at that moment.
Harry started laughing as he looked at the Headmaster's facial expressions.
"Harry, the entire world knows about that white light. It's even been spotted in the muggle world." Dumbledore, who was not normally excitable, was just that at the moment.
"Harry, I had to sign the ICW order just two days ago, the person found to be responsible for almost reveling magic to the muggles is to be prosecuted to the full extent of the ICW law. Do you know how much trouble you are in. Even I can't protect you."
"Well Professor, then they are going to have a hard time prosecuting anyone. It wasn't me that did that. This place did that before I was even aware it was happening. I mean unless you can prosecute a machine?"
Harry had never seen a fish out of water, but he was pretty sure Dumbledore was doing a perfect imitation of one at the moment. He really hoped Dumbledore didn't have a heart attack by the time all was said and done.
"Professor…" Harry made sure he had Dumbledore's attention. "Professor, there is someone I would like you to meet, when they appear think of them like a wizard's portrait." Albus just nodded.
A moment later Rose was standing in the room next to Harry. "Hello Headmaster Dumbledore." Rose greeted him.
"Hello, who might you be?"
"My name is Rose, I am the computer that runs this outpost." Rose explained. The dumbfounded look on Dumbledore's face required Harry to take over.
Harry conjured a chair like the one behind the Headmaster's desk in Hogwarts for Dumbledore. "Let me try to explain professor."
Harry conjured his own chair and sat down. What Dumbledore noticed but Harry apparently didn't was that Harry wasn't using his wand.
"Professor this place is very old, older than Hogwarts, a lot older. A wizard's portrait has memories, it has intelligence, and in a way a part of the wizards or witch's essence."
"I understand how a wizard's portrait is made and how it works, Harry." Replied Dumbledore.
"Ok, then think of this place as one big wizard's portrait. This place has memories, it has intelligence, it has a mind of its own. It even has some emotions. It is not alive as you and I are, but it is alive in its own way." Harry paused to watch the Professor's reaction. He could see the wheels turning behind the Headmaster's eyes.
"Before you start thinking this has to be 'Dark Magic'." Harry did air quotes. "There is no magic in this place other than what I have brought here. This is all technology and no it's not muggle technology. Damn I hate the word 'muggle'. They are just normal humans." Harry started to get off on a rant but stopped himself.
At that moment there was a flash of white light and Fawkes's perch from the Headmaster's office appeared in the room near Harry's chair. Fawkes flew over from the chair to the perch and made himself comfortable. Rose appeared next to Fawkes and started stroking his feathers. Since she was made of hard light, she could interact with her surroundings.
"What a clever bird you are." Rose spoke with a smile on her face.
Harry looked over at the two and smiled. Turning back to Dumbledore he continued. "Professor, this place is our legacy, it is where we come from. Our ancestors built this place before we ever had magic. It will be easier for you to understand after you sit in the chair."
Harry stood up and walked over to the control chair. "Like a pensive stores memories and allows you to view them, this stores information and it can give you that information. It won't give you all the information it has given me, but it will give you enough to understand."
Dumbledore stood from his chair and walked over to where Harry was standing. He had ignored Fawkes and Rose to this point. He had to many shocks today as it was. "Harry are you sure this is safe?"
For some reason, Albus felt like a child in this room, and that Harry was… more. It made him uncomfortable and just a little afraid. He wanted to trust Harry. He looked back over to where Fawkes appeared to be having a conversation with the image of Rose. He decided at that moment to trust Harry and sat down in the chair.
As he sat down the chair started to glow and lean back, he went with it…
-oo00oo-
Harry wanted to wait for Dumbledore to come out of the chair but he had other things to do. Rose would monitor the Headmaster; she was keeping the flow of information low as not to damage his mind. She was only going to give him a general history overview, the Alteran language, a basic understanding of technology, and an Alteran political and ethical overview.
At the rate she had him at even that was going to take a couple hours. This gave Harry time to deal with his other guest. Harry looked at Fawkes and thought 'Damn bird' to himself, 'had to be a showoff'. Harry chuckled as he walked out of the room and down the hall to the medical bay.
When Harry entered the medical bay, lying unconscious on the bio-bed was Severus Snape and if Harry had his way, Snape wouldn't be breathing. Harry knew all about Snape's relationship with his mother, it was in her diary.
When the outpost had been searching for information about the wizarding world, it was looking for written material that had energy signatures. Since every book in the wizarding world had a magical signature on it, even diaries, his parent's diaries had been snatched and scanned along with a lot of other people's personal writings. Harry had the actual physical diaries now, they had been beamed back to the outpost once their significance was determined. Both dairies and a couple other things from the Potter vaults were now on shelves in Harry's room.
The man in front of him now had once been his mother's friend and he was the one that had betrayed them. He didn't give away their secret location or kill them himself. No he was the man that set Voldemort on the path to killing them. Everything started with him telling Voldemort the part of the prophecy he had heard.
Yup, even Voldemort's personal writing had ended up in the repository. There was a special place in hell for that creature.
Harry was so conflicted, his person morals, the ethics of the Alterans, even what he knew Hermione would say, was all telling him different things. Harry's emotions wanted to toss Snape though the Veil of Death, let his atoms be scattered across subspace. Harry's logical mind was telling him that he couldn't hold Snape accountable, he didn't know the prophecy would point to the Potters.
There was one other problem, it was a problem that would likely see Snape's atoms scattered in subspace. The Dark Mark. It was a stain on the soul of the person who had it. They had to willingly commit murder and rape to get it. The magic that Voldemort used would allow nothing less or it would kill the person it was being cast on. So Snape had to have at a minimum committed murder and rape.
Rose had already scanned the marks energy signature and could identify every single person who had one. Harry lowered his head in grief for all those people that followed the dark wanker.
"Rose, put him in the Great Hall at Hogwarts. The Headmaster and I will be going there as soon as he is done in the chair."
After Snape disappeared from the Medical Bay, Harry turned and walked back to the control room and sat down. Fawkes started singing a beautiful song as soon as he saw Harry.
-oo00oo-
It ended up being three hours before Dumbledore sat up from the chair. He looked around the room and spotted Harry napping in his conjured chair.
"Harry, wake up." He gently touched Harry on the shoulder.
"I am awake Professor." Harry replied in a solemn voice. "How did you enjoy your history lesson?"
"It was… most enlightening. The wizarding world has lost so much of its history and roots."
"Yes it has Professor and it's not ready to regain that history yet. In fact, I would say that with the exception of a very few, worldwide, that the wizarding world is stuck at its current level or going backwards. You haven't helped in that regard Professor." Harry replied.
Dumbledore walked to his chair and sat down. He looked at Harry for a long minute before replying. "You are correct Harry, I have not. In my defense, I did think I was doing the right thing. I see now that what I was trying to hold onto, tradition, our way of life, was causing more harm than good." Dumbledore paused for a moment more.
"With the knowledge I now have, I think I can start moving us forward again. I would like your help with that Harry but I can already tell you do not plan to stay on earth, you have a greater destiny out there in the stars." Dumbledore smiled, it wasn't forced, it was a genuine smile at seeing this young man take on a greater good then he would ever be able to accomplish. "All I can do is wish you the best of luck on your next great adventure."
"Thank you Professor." Harry replied with a smile of his own.
"I think you can call me Albus from now on, Harry. I don't think after today I will ever be your teacher again."
"Thank you Albus, I may still stop by from time to time for advice or just to say hello." Harry was getting a little emotional but he was hiding it well. "Even with the mistakes made, I still consider you like a grandfather."
"Thank you Harry, I do not believe I have earned that title but I thank you for it. Now before we get to deep into conversations about our races history, which I very much want to do, I have a favor to ask of you."
"You can ask Albus, but I can't agree until I know what it is."
"Disarm me Harry." With that Albus pulled out his wand and pointed it at Harry. The tip starting to glow. Harry not knowing what the Headmaster was playing at didn't hesitate. Albus's wand flew from his hand and in to Harry's. As soon as the wand touched Harry's hand he felt the power from it.
'Harry, that wand, its energy signature matches the signature from the Veil.' Rose informed him mentally. 'I am also detecting another matching signature here at the outpost. It didn't appear until you touched the wand.'
Harry acknowledged the information but his attention was on the wand and the power coming from it. "Dumbledore, what have you done?"
"The story of the Three Brothers and the Deathly Hallows. You already have the cloak, now you have the wand, I'm not going to need it anymore, and it's safe in your hands."
The information from the story and other references flooded into Harry's mind as he listened to Dumbledore. The person who gained control of all three Hollows would become the Master of Death. Harry didn't think it quite meant what the wizards though it did, not with the Veil of Death involved.
Harry took a few more minutes enjoying the feeling of power the wand gave him before putting it down. He was also putting all the pieces together in his head. He queried Rose and the outpost scanners.
Focusing the outpost scanners on Britain, Harry was able to find the energy signature from the Resurrection Stone pretty quickly. He noticed that the signature also had another signature over lapping it. It was one of Voldemort's Horcruxes. Harry decided to deal with the stone after he dealt with the evil bastard.
The problem of the Hollows and the Veil was put on his list of things to do. He was kind of excited to see what it was all about but It was time to deal with Voldemort.
"Albus, that was a dirty trick, I understand why you did it but you could have asked first." Harry responded.
"I am sorry Harry. In order for you to gain control of the wand it had to be taken from me. I thought it was the best way."
"It just gives me one more thing to look into later. For now, I am going to send you back to Hogwarts, I have a few things to do and then I will be joining you. I don't think I need to stress the fact that all this knowledge needs to be kept between us? That definitely includes Snape."
"I agree Harry. I'll be seeing you soon." With that the Headmaster disappeared in a flash of white light.
-oo00oo-
August 1st
"Do you have them all Rose?"
"Yes Harry."
"Cleanse them, it's time to finish this."
-oo00oo-
Harry appeared on the ice a few miles from the outpost in heavy winter gear with the hood down. He shivered a bit before casting a warming charm on himself. Actually it was biting cold, there weren't any storms at the moment, so the wind was only lightly blowing but it was still minus forty on the ice.
He was looking forward to this, Voldemort and his followers had made his life a living hell. It was time to return the favor.
-"'Rose, initiate plan, death eater deep freeze."- Harry mentally commanded. Using the scans of Snape's Dark Mark, Harry and Rose had been able to find every single Death Eater on the planet by way of its energy signature.
-"Command acknowledged"-
In flashes of white light, Death Eaters started appearing around Harry, of course none of them had a stitch of clothing on. Harry started giggling. 'Damn by the looks of things, it really is cold in Antarctica, there's a lot of shrinkage going on.' Harry thought to himself.
Harry spotted Draco and a few of the other Slytherin students. He even spotted a couple Ravenclaws and a Gryffindor seventh year. He shook his head in disappointment at seeing them, they were too young for what was coming.
From the crowd of Death Eaters Harry heard screams of rage. Harry looked around and could see Bellatrix Lestrange and Severus Snape running toward him. He smiled as he disappeared in a flash of light.
-oo00oo-
Voldemort was in a rage. All of his followers had just disappeared in flashes of light and even summoning them didn't bring them back.
-oo00oo-
Dumbledore walked into the Great Hall after receiving a message from Harry to find him standing up at the head table. "Hi Professor. I saved you a seat." Harry motioned to a chair off to the side.
Dumbledore walked up to the front. "Harry?" Albus questioned.
"Please Albus, just enjoy the show."
"What are you going to do Harry?" asked Dumbledore.
"I am ending the war today, please Albus, just be a witness."
"There are things you don't know Harry. Tom made more than one, we have to find them."
"I know Professor; this ends today…" Harry said solemnly. Albus looked at him for a few more moments then just nodded. He walked to the chair and sat down. He needed to trust Harry the way Harry had trusted him the day before.
-"Ok Rose lets start."-
A few seconds later, in another flash of light Voldemort appeared at the other end of the Great Hall facing the open doors. "Hi, Tommy boy." Harry called out.
Voldemort whipped around to see Harry Potter standing at the other end of the Great Hall smiling at him. "Potter!" he growled out. This was also the moment he realized he didn't have his wand on him.
"Looking for this, Tommy boy?" Harry asked in a calm voice as Voldemort's wand appeared in the palm of his hand in another flash of light.
"You seem to have me at a disadvantage, Potter." He reached into his robe for his backup wand only to find it missing as well.
"Oh, I'm sorry, looking for this one?" Harry questioned as another wand appeared next to the first.
Voldemort turned slightly, looking at the open doors of the Great Hall hoping to make his escape but the doors slammed shut.
"Now, now, we can't have you running off just yet." This came from a new voice in the Great Hall. Voldemort turned to the voice to find Dumbledore sitting comfortably in a chair off to the side.
"Dumbledore, you, old fool, you will both die today!" Voldemort cried out in rage. Harry just giggled.
"You know Tommy boy…" Harry started.
"Don't call me that…" raged Voldemort.
"Temper, temper Tom, don't like your own name? It doesn't matter, you won't be needing a name soon." Harry goaded him.
"I am immortal, Potter, you may defeat me this day, but my followers will just bring me back again. I will make sure they use all of your blood next time." Voldemort referenced his last re-birth.
"You mean these followers." Harry spoke as Voldemort's naked and half frozen followers started to appear all around the Great Hall. Harry watch Voldemort's face with glee as the rage just kept building on it. "I don't think they will be of much help to you."
Harry actually looked over to Dumbledore. The Headmaster's face was like stone, neither happy, sad, or angry. The Death Eaters were all still alive, just not in any condition to move, hypothermia sucks.
"I have gone further than anyone to insure my immortality, I will return." Voldemort raged again as he started to slowly walk toward Harry, stepping over the half frozen Death Eaters in his way.
"Oh, that's right, I almost forgot, you mean your little trinkets?" Harry laughed. "Let see, Diary, I destroyed that in my second year. Hmm, what else could there be?" Harry taunted. "A locket perhaps?" Said locket appeared at Harry's feet.
Voldemort stopped mid stride and stared at the locket on the ground. "Or maybe you are referring to the Hufflepuff Cup?" The cup also appeared at Harry's feet. "How about…, Ravenclaw's Diadem?" It also appeared.
Harry could see fear behind Voldemort's rage filled face. "Do you feel it Tom, there's no draw to them…"
Voldemort screamed out in rage, then stopped, and started laughing. "So you found a few of my hidden treasures. It is of no consequence, there are others." He started walking toward Harry again.
Harry then held his hand up, palm in, showing a distinctive ring on his finger. "You mean Salazar's Ring?"
Voldemort started laughing again. "Foolish boy, you have killed yourself…"
"Do you see any body parts 'Withering'" Harry made air quotes. "No…? Yeah, cleansed the ring too. Now you're thinking, I still have Nagini… no that snake is, well…" A snake's head appeared at Voldemort's feet. Harry didn't want snake blood on his shoes.
Harry could see the rage building again on Voldemort's face and the fear. Voldemort then let out a scream of rage like nothing he'd heard before and started to charge toward Harry.
Harry just watch as Voldemort charged the last thirty feet toward him. When he got to about ten feet away, Harry wandlessly cast the tripping jinx. Voldemort fell face first to the floor and slid another five feet.
Before he could get up again, Harry walked up to him and kicked him in the ribs causing him to flip over onto his back, he then cast a body bind on him. Pain, rage, fear, it was all over Voldemort's face.
Harry knelt down on one knee next to him. "Tom, you made my life a living hell that night in October. I don't care about your past, I don't care what problems you had growing up, 'Mommy didn't love me.', oh wait she died giving birth to you." This was all said in a calm and normal tone.
Voldemort started screaming in rage again. Harry just cast a silencing spell on him. "Tom, you could have been great, you could have been loved by the wizarding world, you are powerful, you had a thirst for knowledge, you could have…" Harry stopped himself. He was showing remorse for this evil creature and he really didn't want too.
He turned and looked at Dumbledore then turned and looked at all the Death Eaters in the Great Hall. "You know what's going to happen when he dies?" Harry asked Dumbledore while looking at them all.
"You will have fulfilled the prophecy." Albus replied.
"No Albus, all of these people die with him." Dumbledore looked shocked.
"Harry you can't hold them all responsible for his actions. Most will spend their lives in Azkaban for sure but some can be saved." Albus rose from his chair and walked toward Harry.
"No Albus, none of them can be saved. The Mark, it's a slave's brand, it ties their lives to his. When he dies, they all die with him." Harry stood up. "I can't do it. He needs to be destroyed, he has a special place in hell waiting for him but I just can't do it." Harry looked around the room again.
There were a few gasps heard from around the room. Harry guested some of the Death Eaters were more conscious than others and had heard what he said.
"Do you know how they get the Mark Albus? They have to murder and rape someone, it's a condition of the spell and it has to be willingly done. They all deserve death…"
Albus put a hand on Harry's shoulder. "You are too young to bare this burden, Harry. You have defeated him. You don't need to do more."
Harry looked over at the Headmaster. "It is my responsibility though..." Albus walked around to the other side of Voldemort and looked down at him, he was still screaming in rage behind the silencing spell. "No Harry…, it is mine."
With that Dumbledore pulled out the wand he had received when he was eleven and cast, "Avada Kedavra".
There was a deafening collective scream from all the Death Eaters in the room as they all died painfully, smoke rising up from each of their Marks.
-oo00oo-
February 1st
"This is all you Albus."
It had been six months since Harry had said those words and disappeared in a flash of light. Christmas and New Year's had come and gone, still Albus hadn't seen him since that day. Albus Dumbledore, High Councilor of the Magical High Council was sitting at his desk in the Ministry wondering what Harry was up too, what adventures he was getting into.
-Flashback-
A lot had happened since July 31st. Albus had taken the credit for destroying Voldemort and his Death Eaters. He knew in his heart that Harry didn't want the attention, adulates, or fame that would come with it. Harry just wasn't that type of person. Albus didn't want the fame either but felt he could use it to start changing the wizarding world for the better.
After he had killed Voldemort and his Death Eaters died, he had stood there wondering what he was going to do with over a hundred naked bodies. It was like Harry was reading his mind though as the problem solved itself. All the Death Eater clothing, wands, and other items appeared on the Gryffindor table in that now so familiar flash of white light.
With the help of the Hogwarts House Elves he got all the Death Eaters dressed. He left their possessions and wands on the table. He would just explain that he had removed them all after the battle. He then cast a few spells around the Great Hall with a few of the Death Eater wands to make it look like a battle had taken place.
After everything was ready he summoned Amelia Bone and the Aurors. When they arrived Albus explained what he had done. He told Amelia and the Aurors that he had found a way to defeat Voldemort. He gave Harry a little of the credit by explaining that Harry had volunteered to draw Voldemort to Hogwarts. Harry had then portkeyed away when Voldemort and his Death Eaters had arrived.
When he was asked how he did it, Albus just shrugged. "I haven't the foggiest idea." He explained that he had Obliviated himself of the knowledge so that it could never be used again. He did explain that the Dark Mark was an old piece of magic called a Slave's Mark. He had only realized this after the battle and hadn't been expecting all the Death Eaters to die with Voldemort.
"I had expected to be killed by his followers as soon as I killed Voldemort." He told Amelia.
He took a little heat from the older families that had lost family members that day. After it came out in the Daily Prophet that those that had died had allowed themselves to be branded as slaves, like cattle, those families dropped it. They didn't want the scandal of having slaves in the family. In addition, several families had been completely wiped out, like the Malfoys.
The Founder's objects found in the Great Hall were taken to the Ministry for study but returned to Hogwarts several weeks later. Amelia had though they were used to defeat Voldemort but even the Unspeakables in the Department of Mysteries couldn't figure out how. None of the items had any magic in them to test.
What happened after that was a whirlwind of politics. Albus was being called a Hero again and given another Order of Merlin, First Class. Harry was awarded an Order of Merlin, Second Class for his role, though he never showed up to receive it. Albus had accepted it for him and told everyone that Harry just wanted to be left alone.
During the press conference after receiving the medals, Albus resigned as Headmaster of Hogwarts and Supreme Mugwump of the ICW.
"I want to completely immersed myself in the business of the Ministry and see to it that nothing like this can ever happen again." Albus told the reporters. "I wish for Professor McGonagall to take over as Headmistress of Hogwarts. I wish for her to bring about change within the walls of our great school that will see our children learn the mistakes of the past and look to the future."
He held on to his position of Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot and was elected to Minister for Magic when Fudge was ousted a week later. Using the knowledge of politics and culture that he had gained from the outpost repository, he started making changes.
Professor McGonagall did take over as Headmistress of Hogwarts and from all accounts, the new School year that started September first was going well even though there were several students missing. Most notable being Harry.
The first major change Dumbledore made was to disband the Wizengamot and establish a High Council of Magic. It had been surprisingly easy to do with most of the dark families no longer in attendance.
The High Council had eleven members which were elected and had to come from all levels of magical society. So three months after the death of Voldemort, the first meeting of the High Council was convened. It had two Goblins, two Centaur, three witches and three Wizards. Albus was the eleventh person on the council as the High Councilor. There was a witch and wizard from each of the three status groups, a normal born, a half blood, and a pureblood.
It was going to take time to overcome the idea of blood status in the British Wizarding world. Albus didn't think he would see the ideas and traditions of those social groups completely removed from society in his lifetime but he was going to set the groundwork.
The members of the High Council would serve five years before they had to run for re-election and could only serve for three terms total. The members of the High Council each had to take an oath of office that they would always work for the betterment of all magical beings.
The first act of the High Council was to repeal all of the discriminatory laws that had been passed by the old government. In the next month a lot more changed as well and the rest of the wizarding world sat up and started paying attention to what the British Wizards were doing.
Britain was moving forward again. There were still issues, people that didn't want change, old families that thought they were losing their traditions. It was going to take time, a lot of time. Albus was hopeful that this would be the Greater Good he had been fighting for, for so long. He planned to retire after his first term and spend his remaining years traveling a bit.
Dumbledore had also looked into the information Harry had given him about the two youngest Weasleys, Ginny and Ronald, and their mother Molly Weasley. What he and the Aurors found saw Ginny and Ronald expelled from Hogwarts and their wands snapped. Molly ended up serving a year in Azkaban for attempted line theft of the Potters. Dumbledore had been completely repulsed by it.
The three Weasleys actually got off easy, by the time they were brought to trial, the new High Council had repelled some of the extreme punishments that would have been used. The rest of the Weasley family had weathered the storm and were actually doing better.
The twins, Fred and George found they had anonymously received money in their vault to put toward their dream of opening a joke shop. They suspected it was Harry but the goblins stayed very tight lipped about it.
Arthur Weasley was given a position in Dumbledore's High Councilor's office as Albus's personal secretary and was doing very well. Bill and Charlie remained doing what they had been doing. Percy though was left looking after Ginny and Ronald during the day while Arthur was at work.
-End Flashback-
-oo00oo-
"Hello High Councilor Dumbledore."
Dumbledore was brought out of his reverie to see the subject of his thoughts sitting in a comfortable chair across from him.
"Harry, where is my Phoenix?"