Chapter 204: CHAPTER {306-308}
****DEATH-EATER-HUNTING (IV)****
Harry stared at Carson Mulciber's house with a dispassionate look on his face… Amelia might have called it a night, but Harry's night was far from over. He could have spared Mulciber since his name was on the list he gave to Amelia, but Harry wasn't feeling generous. He couldn't wait for her to come around.
He had places to be, people to kill, wars to start…
|Why are we waiting here?| Lily inquired curiously.
|He is not alone| Harry answered after a moment.
|So?| Lily asked with a frown. |That's hardly consequential| Lily pointed out.
|There are a couple of Muggles. They are in the basement| Harry answered with a thoughtful look on his face. |Looks like some of the Death Eaters never stopped committing atrocities| Harry mused internally before snorting in disdain. Mulciber was going to die, that was not going to change, but now his death was going to be a lot more painful.
Harry pulled the Invisibility Cloak from a pocket and wrapped it around his body. He walked up to the Ward line and started to inspect them. |Nothing I should be worried about| Harry decided before he stepped through the Ward line without an ounce of fear. Yes, the Wards were dangerous, but they were completely harmless as long as they couldn't sense him.
Thankfully, the Invisibility Cloak could hide him from any mortal Wards out there…
Harry entered the house without making a noise. Mulciber was already asleep, not that it mattered, but before killing the man, he decided to check on the Muggles. Most of the time, he might come out as cruel and heartless, but he was not a completely heartless person, otherwise, he wouldn't have gone off to save Ginerva Weasley during the Quidditch World Cup finals.
He climbed down into the basement, but the Muggles were nowhere to be found even though he could feel them behind a wall… Harry touched the wall with his bare hand and frowned. The Wards on the wall were better than the Wards outside the house, which meant Mulciber really wanted to keep his game room hidden from any unwanted guests.
Harry had to admit, the Wards on the wall were pretty good… If he couldn't sense the Muggles then even he wouldn't have noticed the secret room hidden behind the wall since he had no intentions of using Legilimency on Mulciber… |Looks like I am going to need Mulciber for this| Harry sighed in annoyance as he turned around and went upstairs to grab Mulciber.
If Harry wanted, he could force his way through the Wards into the secret room, but that would alert Mulciber and then the man would escape or he would try to ambush Harry. While dealing with Mulciber if the man tried to ambush him wouldn't be hard, but it was going to be annoying as fuck if the man managed to escape.
Harry arrived inside Mulciber's bedroom and found the man sleeping peacefully… Several Magical beast's heads were mounted on his walls and Harry was forced to admit that the man was at least passionate about something…
Mulciber was sleeping peacefully when all of a sudden he jostled up when he felt the Wards around his house shatter. He tried to reach out for his Wand, but before he could make his move, he felt his body stiffen… "Wow… Aren't you a quick one?" Harry asked in an amused tone as he stepped into Mulciber's view. The man's eyes trembled and that was all Harry needed to know that Mulciber had recognized him.
"However, not quick enough I suppose…" Harry added with a grin and Mulciber started to float up from the bed much to his surprise. Thankfully, the man was wearing his pajamas or he wouldn't have tried something like this. Mulciber started to struggle frantically, but the only thing he could move were his eyes.
"Calm down… You are not going anywhere even if I release you" Harry said as he started to climb down the stairs.
He arrived in front of the Warded wall with Mulciber floating behind him… Mulciber was already afraid of him, Harry could see that clearly in the man's eyes, but now the man was downright terrified… Harry simply sneered at the man and smacked him against the wall. Mulciber grunted in pain, but he was promptly ignored by Harry when the wall started to fold into itself just like the entrance of Diagon Alley.
Harry was certain that the Magic on the wall was simply beyond what Mulciber could ever cast, which meant someone had helped him and Harry wanted to know who… "You are a despicable fellow, aren't you?" Harry asked in a chilling tone as he entered the room. There were metal cages on both sides of the room and several human heads were mounted on the far side of the room.
The heads were preserved with some kind of Magic since all of them were in perfect shape and condition…
Then Harry decided to inspect the cages… There were two women shackled to the wall in the cell to his left side. The women were obviously naked and abused and even though they were breathing, their eyes were glossy and empty… Harry felt sorry for them, but there wasn't anything he could do for them now. They were broken beyond repair and the only thing Harry could do for them was to put them to rest.
"Who are you?" A hoarse voice asked and Harry turned toward one of the cells at his right. There were two more naked women shackled to the wall in that cell. "Come here, let me take a look at you" The same woman spoke in a mocking tone and Harry walked up to the cell. The woman was not in a good shape… Her whole body was marred with bruises and scars, but surprisingly, she wasn't missing any body parts.
"Why don't you come inside?" The woman offered and Harry unlocked the cell with Mulciber still floating behind him. There was a thick russian accent in her voice, but Harry chose to ignore that now.
"No! No! DON'T COME NEAR ME!!" The other woman in the cell started to scream hysterically when Harry entered the cell. Harry stopped and turned his head to stare at the other woman in the cell. The woman was broken… That much was obvious to him. The woman scurried back toward the wall and started to whimper in fear.
Meanwhile, the woman who called out to him, noticed that he was distracted decided to act and lunged at Harry, but Harry easily stopped her with his Magic. Harry slowly turned around to stare at the woman… Her eyes were filled with madness, which wasn't surprising, considering the circumstances. "That was a commendable attempt" Harry nodded his head in appreciation.
"However, you are attacking the wrong person. I am not here to hurt you… I can help, but it depends on if you are willing to listen" Harry spoke calmly. "I was here to kill this piece of trash, that was when I sensed you guys here and decided to check out his hidey hole" Harry explained as he jerked his finger toward the floating finger of Mulciber behind him.
The woman's gaze followed where Harry was pointing and Harry decided to continue speaking after that. "I can understand that you are angry, scared, and you probably hate all of our kind, but not all of us are like him" Harry explained calmly. "However, I don't like getting attacked needlessly. Now, I am going to release you, but for your own sake, I hope you don't attack me again" Harry finished in a firm tone.
However, instead of releasing her as soon as he was done speaking, he continued to stare into her eyes. He didn't want to use Legilimency on her as he was sure that her mind was a mess, but he could probably read her surface thoughts without any issue… Just like he thought her mind was a mess and even her surface thoughts were kind of disarrayed, but from her thoughts it was clear that he had managed to get his message across.
He finally released her and the woman backed away toward the wall while her eyes were completely fixated on him…
"You said you can help?" The woman asked, and Harry gave her a nod in agreement. "Then release me" The woman almost demanded, but Harry decided to unlock the shackles. The woman stared at him in surprise and fear… She noticed that he didn't need that stick to cast Magic, which meant he was much more dangerous than their tormentor.
The woman rubbed her sore wrists… She was malnourished and not in a good shape altogether, but she could manage… "You said you are here to kill him right? I want him. I want to kill him" The woman started to balefully glare at the figure of Mulciber. Harry gave Mulciber a look before he shrugged his shoulders. He didn't mind handing over Mulciber to her.
"Fine, but what are you going to do after that?" Harry asked.
Once again the woman grew alarmed, but this time she managed to keep her composure. The woman glanced toward the whimpering woman in her cell. "I am going to help her" The woman answered after thinking for a bit. "Are you going to let us go?" The woman asked.
"It depends…" Harry trailed off and the woman grimaced, waiting for the other shoe to drop. "If you want to return to the Mundane world, then I will need to erase your memories of Magic" Harry answered.
The woman's eyes shined for a moment. "Is she going to get better if you erase her memories?" The woman asked, pointing at the other woman, who was still cowering in fear.
Harry shook his head. "No… Her fear runs deep. Even if I erase the trauma and the memories of Magic from her mind, her fear is going to stay. She is going to have breakdowns and freakouts around men without knowing the reason why… It would simply make it worse for her. Even with Magic, the Mind is not something easy to fix" Harry explained grimly.
"...I see" The woman mumbled.
"...There is no place for Mundanes, Muggles, or Mudblood as he would have called you in the Wizarding World, so you can't stay in the Wizarding World" Harry added and the woman grimaced even harder. "However, I have my own group. You could join me, but-" Harry stopped when the woman snorted in derision.
"You could have said that from the start" The woman growled. "There was no need to paint such a grim picture for us" The woman snapped before looking down.
"Well, I wanted you to have a clear picture" Harry simply smiled. "I didn't want to hear that you were forced to join me or something in the future" Harry added.
"It's not like we have a choice, do we?" The woman growled back.
"There is always a choice" Harry said sagely.
"Fine. I can work as a whore for you" The woman said while looking revolted at her own words. "He kidnapped us when I was in a bar with my sister-" The woman glanced toward the other woman in the cell and now that she mentioned that, Harry agreed that the two of them looked kind of the same. "-We were celebrating. We came to this country for a job interview and she got the job" Now tears were freely rolling out of her eyes.
The woman hiccuped once… "He would come here… He would torment us, humiliate us, rape us, abuse us in every way possible and you know what? I enjoyed it. I hated him… I hated with my very being, but I enjoyed it whenever he was fucking me. Can you believe that?"! The woman raged and Harry simply listened to her. "Well… There you have it. I like getting fucked, so I can be a whore for your group" The woman finished, looking defeated.
For the next few moments, Harry didn't say anything, but then he slowly extended his hand toward her. "Harry Potter" Harry introduced himself and held out his hand.
The woman stared at the hand warily before she accepted his hand. "Silvia Rasputin" The woman introduced herself and Harry Conjured a robe for her so that she could cover herself…
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****DEATH-EATER-HUNTING (V)****
Carson Mulciber was deader than a doornail, there was no doubt about that, but his death wasn't as painful as he was expecting it to be… Silvia simply stabbed him in various places with a knife and let him thrash in pain before stabbing him again. While the experience must have been painful for Carson, Harry was sure that it wasn't as painful as being burned alive.
Maybe, the Muggles simply lacked the imagination, or maybe it was just Silvia…
Carson Mulciber was dead and he had been dead for a few minutes already, but Silvia never stopped stabbing him while screeching like a banshee. Then she started to get tired and her blows started to become slow before she finally stopped and broke down while howling in pain. Harry realized that she needed to get all that angst out of her system, so he decided to stand aside and let her cry to her heart's content
"Are you done?" Harry asked when Silvia started to wipe her face with her sleeves. She was still sniffing from time to time, but most of her angst was already out of her system. The woman turned around… Her eyes were puffy and red, which wasn't a surprise considering how hard she broke down. Harry could have reached out to her to comfort her, but he decided against it.
All of her pain was caused by a man, so he decided to give her the space she needed since he wasn't sure how he was going to react if he tried to get close to her in her moment of weakness…
"Yes… Yes. I am done" Silvia nodded her head as she stood up shakily. Her body and mind were still reeling from the emotional turmoil. "His death was too easy" She growled in hatred before she spat on Mulciber's body. "Where will you be taking us?" She asked while fixing the robe covering her body.
"The two of you desperately need to see a healer, but I can understand that neither of you are ready to get another Wand waved at you" Harry calmly explained. "So, I have decided to send you two someplace where the two of you can recuperate" Harry finished as he decided to send the two of them to his apartment in the Alley of Druids.
Yes, it was his own apartment, but it was currently not in use, so he didn't mind letting Silvia stay there with her sister for the time being. The Lost Garden was big, and it was simply going to get bigger in the future, and Harry could already see why having their own whores was a good thing. Maybe, he could create a brothel and start an information-collecting organization in the future.
Silvia seemed to ponder for a moment before nodding her head in agreement. They needed treatment, Silvia wasn't delusional enough to think otherwise, but they needed some time to relax and recuperate on their own… Even though Harry was no longer inside the cell, her sister was still cowering by the wall, Silvia couldn't help but feel a pang of rage at the reminder of her sister's broken stage.
"Alright" Silvia muttered before she turned toward her sister. "Can you please release her?" Silvia requested before her face scrunched up with a frown. "…And make another robe for her?" She ended up asking with a weird look on her face.
Harry simply pointed his finger at the woman cowering by the wall and unlocked the shackles. Silvia immediately rushed toward her sister, intending to comfort the younger girl. When Silvia finally reached her sister, Harry Conjured another robe near them. Silvia grabbed the robe and put it around her sister and gave him a grateful nod.
"Calm down, Erika, it's me" Silvia started to say soothingly, trying to comfort her sister. After some time, the younger girl finally started to calm down and Harry opened a Portal near them, leading to his apartment. Silvia stared at the Portal warily before giving Harry a questioning look. Harry simply gave her a nod and decided to wait.
After a minute, Silvia picked up her sister with some difficulty and entered the Portal, but not before giving him another grateful nod…
Harry closed the Portal and decided to summon Norton. "What can Norton bes doing for Master Hadrian?" Norton asked in an eager tone. The diminutive creature didn't even bother to check his surroundings at first, but when he did, he seemed to lose some of his chirpiness.
"I have sent a couple of guests over to my apartment. Can you grab a few pieces of furniture from my trunk and take them there?" Harry asked and received a nod from Norton. "Good, but don't reveal yourself to them" Harry warned, earning another nod from him. "I am guessing that the two of them are probably going to sleep for now, so prepare some extremely light food and keep it heated in the meantime" Harry finished.
"Norton bes doing what Master Hadrian ordered" Norton gave him another nod, but before Norton could leave, Harry stopped him.
"And keep an eye on the two of them. I can't have them running away" Harry explained and once again Norton nodded his head in acknowledgement. "Good. Now, off you go" Harry shooed him off and Norton popped away after giving him a respectful bow.
|Is there a reason why you are going so far for them?| Lily asked curiously.
|No, nothing in particular, but since they have decided to join me, I am going to treat them as mine and their life had been really miserable recently, so I decided to do something nice for them| Harry finished before sighing. |I can't even begin to understand what the two of them really went through, but it must have been really horrible for them| Harry added.
|The two of them were here for at least two weeks! Silvia held out for two weeks! No matter how much she enjoyed it, she managed to hold on to her sanity for this long. Just imagine how strong her 'Will' must be| Harry continued to rant and even though Lily wanted to intervene saying that Silvia only managed to last this long because she enjoyed the abuse, she didn't.
Yes, even though Silvia probably enjoyed it, it didn't mean the experience wasn't horrible for her… As a woman herself Lily could understand that, so she simply decided to drop the matter. |So, what now?| Lily asked.
Instead of answering, Harry pulled out his gun and shot the two women in the other cell. The two of them simply twitched for a few moments before going completely still. According to Silvia, they were already broken when Mulciber brought them here, so they must have been here for quite a long time.
"Now, let's burn this place down" Harry muttered and Fiendfyre engulfed the whole house before he disappeared with a soft pop…
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****INTERNATIONAL-INCIDENT? (III)****
~~Ministry of Magic~~
Amelia arrived at the Ministry the next day feeling unwell… Last night was a mess and after returning to her friend's house she failed to fall asleep even after she ended up emptying a couple of Firewhiskey bottles. Thankfully, Connie was pulling a night shift yesterday as Amelia wanted to spend some time on her own.
For more than a decade she had been waiting for a chance to take revenge on the people responsible for killing her brother and her sister-in-law. Last night she came this close to getting her revenge, but at the last moment, she chickened out… She was feeling like she had betrayed herself and her family.
Amelia sighed at herself in disappointment…
"What's on my schedule?" Amelia asked as she arrived in front of her secretary. A part of her was afraid to enter the office as she feared that Aurors were probably waiting for her inside her office to arrest her. The charges weren't going to stick, but her hard-earned reputation and image were going to take a hit.
The secretary jumped up from her seat, looking startled… Now that Amelia noticed it, her secretary was looking really nervous. The secretary seemed to release a sigh in relief at the sight of Amelia standing in front of her. 'Maybe the Aurors are really here' Amelia grimaced internally.
"Thank Merlin you are finally here" The secretary blurted out, looking relieved. "The French and Bulgarian delegation are here. They really really want to meet you, ma'am" The secretary explained hurriedly, looking like her life depended on it. Amelia felt her stomach drop.
The Ministry coffers were empty, the DMLE was probably going to arrest her, Potter was planning to start a war with the Goblin Nation, her dear friend Connie was going to sacrifice her career for all of their sake, and now the French and Bulgarian delegation was here to create even more problems for her.
Such an amazing start to the morning… This was just what she needed right now…
Amelia groaned internally. "They are already inside my office, right?" Amelia asked in a dry tone. She already had a headache from all the drinking and now, another headache was getting piled on top of that. After getting a nod from her nervous and scared secretary, Amelia rubbed her temples, trying to alleviate the pain, but it didn't work.
"They wouldn't take no for an answer and they also brought an ICW representative along with them" The secretary explained quickly.
'Of course, they brought an ICW representative with them' Amelia groaned loudly. Such a fan-fucking-tastic start to the morning. She scowled at her own sarcasm. "It's alright. It's not like you could have stopped them" Amelia patted the younger girl on her shoulder and the girl once again sighed in relief.
"Don't let anyone else enter my office until I am done with the meeting, alright?" Amelia asked and the younger girl nodded her in acknowledgement, determined to follow the order to a T. However, Amelia knew that the girl was going to fold under pressure, but otherwise, the girl had a good head on top of her shoulders, so Amelia could look past her sole shortcoming.
After bidding her secretary farewell, Amelia entered her office, ready to face the music. "Ah… Minister Bones, you are finally here" A lanky man stood up from his seat and greeted her. "I am Emanuel Barone, it's nice to finally meet the renowned Amelia Bones" The man extended his hand toward her.
It was a breach of protocol according to British customs, but Amelia accepted the hand and shook it. The Italians had similar customs, but since the man had decided to forgo such customs, it meant that he was not here on friendly terms. 'You know what? Fuck them and fuck their decisions too!' Amelia decided internally.
"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Barone" Amelia greeted him back before inspecting the whole room to see if she recognized anyone.
Jean-Paul Delacour, the father of the French Triwizard Champion, who was also the Head of the Foreign Affairs equivalent in the French Ministry was here, which was not a surprise. She had met the man in passing before and she couldn't even call him an acquaintance.
Beside him, Andre Dupont, the equivalent of Head of the DMLE in the French Ministry was seated with two Aurors standing behind the man.
Then her gaze shifted toward the Bulgarian delegation… Boyan Krum, the father of the Bulgarian Triwizard Champion and a respected member of the Bulgarian community was sitting in between Andon Ivanov, the Head of the DMLE equivalent in the Bulgarian Ministry and Elena Barisov, the Head of the Foreign Affairs equivalent in the Bulgarian Ministry. They also had a couple of Aurors guarding them.
She knew all of them, but just in passing… She wasn't acquainted with any of them…
Amelia could understand all of their concerns, but she had her own concerns to deal with and she wasn't willing to pit her men against Harry or Grindelwald. The two of them would rip apart her Aurors forces and the Hit-Wizards with extreme ease. It was obvious that they were going to try to pressure her into an alliance or something, but Amelia wasn't willing to play ball with that.
After all, she wasn't known as a hard bitch for nothing…
So, Amelia made her way toward her chair and plopped down. "Let's cut the crap. What do you want from me?" Amelia decided to cut to the chase.
The delegations were obviously offended at the lack of pleasantries, but Emanuel didn't mind since he was the first one to skip the customs. He returned to his seat and gave the others a meaningful look before he started to speak. "Minister Bones, I will be honest with you, the ICW and the international community are concerned" Emanuel spoke smoothly.
Amelia knew men like him… Emanuel was reminding her of Lucius Malfoy. God, she was glad that the pillock was not on the Wizengamot anymore.
"Concerned?" Amelia asked with a frown. She knew what he was talking about, but since he was planning to beat around the bush, she wasn't going to make it easy for him.
"Yes, concerned" The man smiled at her. "The British Wizarding Community has become a joke. First the Death Eater incident during the Quidditch World Cup finals, then four names coming out of the goblet instead of three, then Harry Potter attacking Hogwarts and killing hundreds, and then the kidnapping of Durmstrang students and the death of Durmstarng Highmaster" The man aired their faults with a smile on his face.
"Then we have Grindelwald and his followers roaming inside your country, and then we have heard that Voldemort somehow managed to return to life? Are you even sure that he is the real Voldemort and not some copycat, attempting a power play?" The man asked with a slimy grin on his face.
Amelia stared at him for a moment before she looked around to see the expressions on others' faces. "I still can't see your point" Amelia pointed out in a dry tone, waiting to see what they were playing at and what they really wanted from her…
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