Spin about.
"At any time, Dumbledore could have had Fawkes flash him directly into Grindelwald's presence and immediately dealt with him. However, he did not do that."
Spin to face.
"Why not?
Spin to continue. "Dumbledore waited another thirty years before he finally went after Grindelwald. Why?
Spin to face.
"It is my belief that Dumbledore is a coward."
Spin to continue walking. "Knowing the man as well as he did he knew he could not take on Grindelwald and be assured of a win. He waited until Grindelwald was on the run in nineteen forty-five with the allied forces of the ICW hunting him down."
Spin about.
"Dumbledore waited until his old lover was tired... physically exhausted, magically exhausted and emotionally wrung out... before he finally had Fawkes flash him to the man's location."
Spin about. "While Grindelwald was suffering hardship for weeks, Dumbledore sat in his ivory tower at Hogwarts as Deputy Headmaster, being waited on hand and foot by the house elves... and just waited."
"Finally, Dumbledore got off his arse and made his move."
Spin to face.
"It is my belief that the so-called massive battle between Dumbledore and Grindelwald is nothing but a lie. It is a lie that was written up and made history by Bathilda Bagshot as a favour for her Godric's Hollow neighbours, the Dumbledores."
Turn and continue to walk.
"Instead, I believe it was more like Dumbledore suddenly appearing behind Grindelwald in a flash of phoenix flame and..."
Spin to face. "... Shooting the man in the back before he could even turn and raise his wand."
Continue to walk.
Harry knew he had his audience completely shocked. But he wanted them not just shocked, he wanted them to be in a mental state of mind where they would be too slow to react when he made his move.
"From that lie, Dumbledore capitalised," he continued. "From that lie, Dumbledore was soon awarded the Order of Merlin, First Class. The Order of Merlin gave him a seat on the Wizengamot. And, within thirty years, he used his... celebrity... to become the Chief Warlock."
Spin about.
"Near simultaneous with that, he used his celebrity to also become wizarding Britain's ambassador to the ICW, before then... finally... becoming Supreme Mugwump." Spin about.
"Grindelwald and Dumbledore planned to take over the world... For the Greater Good. Grindelwald tried it through violent means. Dumbledore pretty much accomplished it through deceit, manipulations, guile, obliviations, compulsions and the like."
Spin to face.
"And it's all based off a lie!"
Continue to walk.
"That leads us to what has recently happened. Dumbledore and his Order of the Burnt Turkey tried to ambush me in front of Gringotts. He failed in his first attempt.
"The second time two days later? Well... Having had enough of the old fool, I engineered the situation where I cut his bloody arm off."
Spin to face. "And, how did he react? He flat-out panicked!"
Continue to walk.
"Albus Dumbledore... supposed Leader of the Light... supposed defeater of Gellert Grindelwald in glorious battle... supposed next coming of Merlin... panicked. And, what did he do? He immediately turned to so-called dark magic. He cast Fiendfyre!"
Spin to face.
"Does that sound like a supposed Leader of the Light to you?"
As, on his last spin about, Harry saw where each and every Death Eater stood in the room. He had their positions all 'mapped' in his mind.
He continue to walk to organise the right spot for what he wanted to do next.
When Voldemort, with a massive frown on his face, looked down in clear deep thought, Harry also heard murmuring coming from the minions behind him. That meant they were talking to one another and not paying him total attention, as they should.
Harry readied his move.
"Albus Dumbledore is a manipulative, lying fraud. What he most definitely is not... is―" With his right side towards Riddle, he raised his left hand to his hip. A gesture he'd already made a couple of times already. However, this time he released his disillusioned, already-activated Zat'nik'tel from its holster as he turned back to Riddle. "― Leader of the―"
Raising it he fired from the hip as he infused his body with magical energy to speed it up as he snapped out, "―Light!"
The white bolt of electrical energy, travelling far faster than a cast, sped from Zat' to Riddle.
Trapped in his throne and not being able to dive out of the way, Riddle only had time to reach for his wand before the bolt of energy struck him centre of mass.
As it did, Harry was already dropping the Zat' to the floor and cocking his left elbow in; as he reached across with his right hand and drew his wand from his sleeve.
With it free and in his hand, he pulled it back as he re-extended his left hand and activated the kara kesh.
A fraction of a second later he was already into an anti-clockwise spin and casting. Not mucking about he was swishing his wand side-to-side and casting, at hip height, the Ribbon Cutting curse.
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