《My life as Harry Potter》Chapter 15
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The next day
Today is the trial. I was 'detained'(bunch of aurors just ok me there). Now before I move on to that, I went through every action that I have done since entering the wizard world and the canon series. I found 2 inconsistencies
1. the hell happened to Norbert, you know the DRAGON hagrid got from quirell. Did dumb as a door confiscate it or something?If so then This shows the level of control dumbeldore had on the golden trio, he knew about the dragon and guided Harry in such a manner that he would try and solve it.
2. Why did my broom not spaz out during the quidditch match? Also now that I went through the memory, I noticed that quirell wasn't there for the match. Was he trying to get the stone during the match? It would be the ideal time, as the entire castle would be mostly deserted.
I have changed a lot of things without noticing. But like I said before, the timeline is gonna be changed no matter what I do and as long as I know exactly what changes I have made, I should be able to predict a few events.
Back to the topic the trial is gonna begin in a few minutes, and as I am the accused I have to be there early. So I did the only sensible thing, I transfigured the chair(imagine Harry's trial from the fifth year) into a throne and sat on it like a king. Fudge immediately roared(more like a baby roar)"guards why haven't you confiscated his wand". The guards looked at each other and said"we did take his wand minister but he transfigured the chair wandlessly". It took a bit of occulmency to not laugh in his face. But fudge was smart enough to shut his trap and wait for the case to begin
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Huh I should have bought a camera. Then I heard a click of a shutter going of a camera. I looked around and I saw a bunch of reporters... hahahahahaha haha . Oh this move is gonna backfire really hard for fudge. He bought the reporters in to try and humiliate me, well I play the legendary card NO U. I shall use your own reporters against you.
It took a while for everyone to enter and take their seat. Today madam grisselda was over seeing the case. But just as the case had finally started, fudge (after asking for permission) said" Ms grisselda, mr Potter has changed his seat through transfiguration and I demand that he turn it back". I turned to the judge and asked "may I defend myself""you may". Yay!"okay first of all nobody has told why I am here, I am an innocent man. Second of all the chair is irrelevant to the case and as such none of your concern or buismesss. Third and last point, forgive my language, but who the hell do you think you are do demand that me?"
The judge responded to me"for the first point you are here for underage magic and for the second and third point I believe you are correct, however I would ask it of you to not swear during the case"."I shall do my best" I replied.
"Also I have a few questions regarding the false crime I have been accused of-"what do you mean false you are a CRIMINAL""as I was saying" I continued as if fudge was a piece of dirt on my shoe" I am lord potter and peverell and as such I am emancipated and as such I am an duly. So under no circumstances can you accuse me of under age magic."
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"We were unaware of this detail, we were told by the minister that you had performed a crime and had gone unpunished.""that is sadly how fall the ministry has fallen, accusing innocent men of such heinous crime while letting go others for a few galleons. I ask you as a citizen of the country, is this the type of world you want your children to grow up in. Is this the type of people you want to be known as? I'd this the type of people that our successors can be proud of? A bunch of racist, bigoted, corrupt, inefficient, moronic, thumb twiddling group of imbeciles, a stain on the history of our magnificent country?" After giving my heart felt speech I turned on my heel and left
Basically I used my favorite technique mega bullshit jutsu: patriotic speech plus ministry bashing. That day was a field day for the reporters. The law abiding citizens speech about the current state of things along with my ministry bashing made the front page. Again.
For the next few days every one was talking about how the bwl was falsely accused again. Dumbeldore gave me 1 week of lee way to recover from the 'false accusation my own country had leveled on me'. During this time I was working out the growth enhancing ritual along with my Godspeed technique. I hadn't started on bankai as I didn't want to rush too many things at once. I have been diving into the horcrux in my scar for the memories I can make out, after all tommy boy was very knowledgable about the dark arts performed outside of magical Britain, also confusucius said "know thy enemy and know thy self and you hall win a hundred battles."
I finished making my ritual in which I sacrificed my
appendix
That extra ear hole. ...
Wrinkly fingers. ...
Junk DNA. ...
"Useless" immune cells. ...
Gut bacteria. ...
Interstitium. ...
The pink bit in my eye.
a few pints of dragon blood
These are evolutionary defects which serve no, magical or medical, purpose. So I scarified them for enhanced growth vitamins and growth hormones, bone plates and other things to enhance my body. I performed it and now by my calculations I should reach EX dark purple core by Halloween.
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