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Harry was in a good mood when he was walking through the streets of France. And when he is in a really good mood. That means somebody else is about to have a very, very bad day. Its been a few days since he sent that letter.
The Minister should have everything sorted out for him. Who the enemy is, where is his location and things like that.
'Ahhh. Its nice to abuse my power so i don't have to waste time looking for them myself.' Harry was walking around and testing a modification to Glamor Charm. His face was hidden and he was just observing things around him.
From the corner of his eye he could see aurors disguised as no-maj running around in a hurry. Going everywhere they could to gather intelligence. They got an anonymous tip *cough Harry cough*. That the Zealots were hiding as no-maj, so the Aurors and the agents of the Bureau des Mystères were running around in shady places subtly using spells to check if there is a wizard in disguise.
'But so far not a single one has been found. Wonder why?' Harry just smirked as he watched the chaos he had caused. And he didn't stop there, once in a while he would snap his fingers and a blast of harmless magic would appear in a dark ally. Causing the Aurors to rush there and find nothing.
This continued on for an hour. Harry even stopped to have a croissant and café as he relaxed to the silent screams of the aurors and agents who were stressed out. After that Harry finally had enough and reached his destination in five minutes.
Ministère de la Magie
He arrived at the Visitors Entrance. Which was the Wallace fountain served as the visitor's entrance. It was located in the grounds of Place de Furstemberg (in Furstemberg Square) found in the 6th District of Paris. If a person stood in the middle and coughed, the roots of surrounding trees rose up into a birdcage elevator and descended into the ground.
Now Harry could have coughed and gotten it over with. But where would be the fun in that? He decided to mess with the entrance. Even by some miniscule chance that he broke it, they owe him a LOT. And the matter would easily be covered up.
Harry placed his palm on the edge of the fountain and started to seep his magic into the stone. And there he found the runes. 'Pfff. They actually added French words to the ward scheme. My god this is ridiculous, I know its just the visitor's entrance, and not that important overall, this entrance can only lead to one opening where guards are set up. But still there is being lazy and being stupid. And this is just stupid. I have a sudden urge to blow up this disgrace of a ward scheme.'
But he didn't, Harry just tweaked it a little to open up... without notifying the guards at the other side. He silently walks in the hallway and sees the guards standing there chatting. 'Perfect'
He slowly positions himself behind them.
"Bonjour!" Harry happily calls out
"WA!" "Merde!" the two guards jumped away quickly taking out their wands at the intruder... only to find a child cheerfully waving at them. They both turn to each other and judging by the surprise on the other's face. This wasn't a hallucination. A young blond boy with blue eyes was smiling at them.
(Their talk is all done in French. i will spare you the French accent words)
"Child what are you doing here?" "How did you get here" both men said at the same time.
"I'm here to meet someone called Jean. Oh and I just walked in through the hallway. An old man with crooked teeth said it was okay"
''Crooked teeth? What is that old bastard Pierre doing?!''they yelled out in their heads
Harry on the other hand had to hide the shock. 'Holy shit. There is actually somebody like that. Wow as expected of wizarding magic, I'm manifesting bullshit situations now'
"Lets just take him to the Minister"
The other guard just shrugged "Not like we have any other choice"
Normally they would take him to the Department Head in charge of aurors. But he was also out on the field coordinating the forces. The other Department Heads were busy, so they figured they would let the minister punish this delinquent. He was wearing nice expensive clothes. On the off chance that he was a noble, the didn't want that kind of heat on them. So they are just going to dump it on their boss.
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After a few minutes of walking they reach the Ministers office. Knock Knock
"Enter" a tired soulless voice came out of the room. The guards opened the door and
right after they entered the office Harry removes his Glamor.
"Minister, we found this delinquent sneaking into he Ministry."
"Since the other Department Heads are busy we brought him here. The boy said he was here to meet you"
'A boy sneaked in' The minister looked up from the pile of paperwork that was on his desk and looked at the people who entered. Jean-Luc Delacour nearly has a heart attack at the ripe old age of 40 when he saw who it was.
"H-h-h.. Harry Potter" he started to stutter on reflex. One of the most powerful and influential wizards on the planet, was called a delinquent and manhandled into his office. A boy who was known to be extremely petty and vengeful for the smallest things.
You could almost see his soul leaving is body '... Its over. We have to deal with two Dark Lords and now a third one will join in the fray.
The two guards jumped away from Harry both of their faces turning white, it was actually impressive how fast the blood drained from their faces. They just stood there for a solid three seconds before one of the guards straightened his spine and saluted "Mister Potter"
The other one also followed and saluted as well. He turned to the first guard and mouthed silently 'Why are we saluting?'
The first guard wanted to cry 'I don't know, it was a reflex!'
Jean just sighed and waved his hand, dismissing the guards who were quick to leave, making Harry chuckle "Interesting people. Well then Minister I won't take up much of your time, lets do business. I'm sure you know why I'm already here."
Jean stopped himself from letting out a sigh of relief 'Good he is not going Dark Lord on us. We really need his pots. The war isn't starting up that soon so we can use this time to grow more plants for potions'
"Yes" he just nods seriously at the boy. Jean has done some investigation, and found out who leaked the location of the conference.
"It was Daniel Morales and his allies"
Harry frowned " That sounds familiar"
Jean had to stop himself from deadpanning "You threatened him just a few weeks ago. He is the Leader of the Traditional Faction in France"
"Ahh. Him" Harry recalled the man. He doesn't focus on useless information. If he forgets about it its fine. He has people to remember stupid things like that. His brain is practically build and upgraded for magic and research. Anything else is left to the others.
'Of course. Why am i not surprised. He is the Lucius of this country. Welp he is dead'
"Do you have a location on his whereabouts"
"It should be arriving in a few minutes" and just as the minister said that. There was a knock on the door and it was immediately opened without him allowing them in.
Harry turned to see who it was and as soon as he saw them he realized why they had entered so disrespectfully. It was Apoline and Fleur. 'Of course he left this to his wife. He is busy handling the imaginary Grindelwald problem'
"Monsieur Potter" Apoline curtsied and Fleur followed "It's good to see you again Harry"
Harry nodded at the two Vella. "Ladies. Pleasure seeing you again, might I assume you have the location of the soon to be dead wizards"
'...' Apoline looked at her husband who helplessly shook his head. What was he supposed to do, the boy has no tact whatsoever. Who casually admits that they are about to slaughter a group of people?
Fluer on the other hand had a completely different reaction, her eyes were practically sparkling as she looked at Harry with awe. 'Wow, so bold, so dominant, the boys at school are nothing like this'
Apoline gave Harry a list which he thanked her for. 'Hmm more than i expected. Well, more souls to experiment with. I have really been making progress with Peverell Family Magic because of all the idiots who keep messing with me'
After that Harry spent a few minutes doing polite conversation with the Delacour's. Jean was also fishing for some support until Harry got a distress signal from one of his stores in France.
He quickly stands up. "Apologies, it looks like I'm going to have to cut this conversation short. There is a problem that just appeared and it demands my immediate attention"
.Jean realizing that something must have happened just smiled at the boy" Of course, it was good seeing you again. Might we reschedule this meeting for another time" he was not about to let this gold mine go without strengthening his ties with him.
It was just common sense that you'd want to keep in touch with powerful figures. Ironic since he was one of the most important people in France.
Harry just smiled " Sure, I'll send you a message when I'm available" with that he left the room and quickly went to the nearest Floo fireplace
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In the outskirts of Marsei right in between the city and the magical village of Colmar was located the main store for Potters Pots in France.
Harry specifically chose this location it was near enough for both magicians and wizards to come and buy them.
If he had put it in the city or in the village he would be losing out on customers. And his pots were in high demand so people were more than willing to make the short trip there.
But today things were different. The store was under siege. They were surrounded by about 30 magicians. Most of them were low class but the problem was 5 of them were Mid Class. And only Marcus and Michael were Mid-Class among the defense. The rest of the Fenrir pack were peak Low Class, on the verge of breaking though but not quite there yet.
So naturally when they saw how many enemies arrived and how strong they were they sent out a distress signal to Harry.
"Damn it, who are these maniacs" Marcus curses as he was firing spells from the roof of the store. It was three floors tall and had plenty of defences. Normally the Fenrir Pack would dash out and start ripping them apart. But with five Mid Class opponents it was suicide. So they stayed inside and used their mana to continue to power the wards.
" I don't know but they are serious about this. Aren't they worried about the backlash. Harry's Pots are world famous and now they are attacking his store. If it wasn't for the barrier they set up we could just leave and let other factions take care of these clowns" Michael the Fenrirwolf growled as he opened his mouth and launched a torrent of fire
" Doesn't matter we just have to hold on... and if they break through these ridiculous defenses we go all out and try to take down as many as we can before we fall" Marcus shot a wide range attack that got two Low Class magicians.
" Understood" Michael just nodded. There was no need to say anything else. They would have their answer in a few minutes. Either the defence would wall and they would die, or Harry would come and save them.
All that was left to do was leave it to fate.
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A/N
Harry: Fate is a bitch.