Wolves-[A Harry Potter Fanfic]

The large werewolf approached the couple. They had managed to save Sirius when he lost to the creature while trying to protect them, but the trick had sent the monster straight toward them.

They had run, but escaping a fully grown, transformed werewolf was impossible for two children. They managed to avoid him by weaving between the trees and dodging as he lunged at them. Unfortunately, their luck ran out.

In the end, the two were cornered against a large tree.

Harry was trying to protect a frightened Hermione.

"We have to stop him!" the dark-haired boy said. "What spell would affect him?"

"I don't know!" Hermione replied fearfully. "When they transform, they're very resistant to spells!"

"Brilliant..."

"We can only make him flee somehow," she added in a low voice.

"So what...?" Harry didn't get to finish as the creature lunged toward them, growling. "Be careful!"

Harry pushed Hermione to one side and moved to the other. The animal glared at both of them, growling.

Harry realized they couldn't avoid it much longer. He decided to do whatever it took to protect Hermione.

"Come get me you dog!" he yelled, trying to provoke it.

"Harry, no!" Hermione realized what he was doing.

The werewolf looked at both of them for a second before deciding. With a growl, he turned toward Hermione.

She saw it coming and managed to evade the creature's grasp.

The werewolf pivoted and lunged at her again. Hermione hit the ground, knowing she wouldn't be able to dodge it this time. She instinctively put her arm in front of her as a weak barrier. Being attacked was inevitable.

But before the creature could bite her, Harry placed himself between them.

"NOOO!"

The beast didn't hesitate, it sank its teeth into the first thing it found...Harry's left arm. At the same time, it bit down on Hermione's arm.

"AHHHH!" they both shouted in unison.

The couple realized they had been infected by the bites. Now the only thing they could do was try to survive the creature's assault...something that seemed impossible.

But Harry's magic had other plans.

His blood contained a unique concentration of powerful substances and protections. The basilisk venom combined with phoenix tears had transformed his blood into something extraordinary. He was both attacking and defending simultaneously. Additionally, he carried the protective magic bestowed by his mother.

All these forces clashed within him, creating a magical explosion. A flash of light flung the werewolf away from them, causing it to flee into the forest, leaving the couple sprawled on the ground.

Harry's blood dripped onto Hermione's open wound, mingling together. Almost instantly, she emitted a glow similar to his.

"Harry, what is this..." she started, but she couldn't finish as the shock of magic left her exhausted.

"I'm sorry... I couldn't..." he struggled to speak. He understood the grim fate that awaited him after being bitten by a werewolf. "I don't care... what others... say. I will always... be... by your side," he said, looking into her eyes.

"I feel the same way," she replied. "I will never leave you."

Unbeknownst to them, they had performed an ancient ritual. Something else was happening.

No one noticed the green smoke rising from Harry's famous scar.

Those who did see it were Albus Dumbledore, the four heads of house, and four Aurors who had joined the group.

They all witnessed the brilliant light emanating from the forest.

They moved closer to investigate. Upon arrival, they found the two young people lying together, green smoke swirling above them, forming an indistinct face that emitted an agonized scream before vanishing.

"Damn! What is that?" a frightened Auror asked.

"We must help them!" Filius Flitwick urged.

Only Albus Dumbledore understood what had occurred. He recognized the face that had formed before the final scream.

He felt discomfort as he watched some of his plans fall apart.

As soon as the group arrived, they illuminated the couple and began to treat their injuries. It was clear to everyone present what had happened.

"Oh Merlin, no!" McGonagall gasped, covering her mouth in horror. Snape growled, caught between annoyance and satisfaction.

"We must report this immediately!" an Auror insisted.

"Yes, but what was that... thing?" asked another.

"Surely it's something related to the curse of lycanthropy!" offered another, though not very convincingly.

"It's possible," another chimed in. "But usually, the infected person is the only one present. In any case, we must report what has happened!"

Dumbledore didn't correct their misconceptions. It suited him that way. But he needed to prevent any further complications for his plans...at least for now.

"It's better to talk before..." Dumbledore began, trying to regain control of the situation.

If it became known that Harry Potter was now a werewolf, the repercussions would be unimaginable. That wasn't what he intended when he suggested Hermione use the Time-Turner.

He hadn't finished speaking when someone new caught the attention of nearly everyone.

Cornelius Fudge approached, flanked by several Aurors.

"What happened?" he demanded. "Have you captured Black?"

"Mr. Minister!" an Auror interjected before Dumbledore could respond. "A light guided us here. It appears a werewolf bit them both."

"Who?" Fudge asked, his expression paling. 'Harry Potter and the girl... Granger,' he thought, finishing silently.

The minister looked at Dumbledore, seeking guidance, but the old man surveyed the scene, analyzing the implications.

"If the Prophet finds out about this..." Cornelius began, unable to finish. Just then, a couple of explosions rang out, unmistakably signaling the arrival of more people. "Oh, hell no!" the minister exclaimed, looking at his men. "Who's gone?"

"There are many missing, sir," another Auror replied. "I couldn't tell you."

"The Prophet must know by now," Snape added, a glint of satisfaction in his eyes. "It's impossible to stop them now." Inside, he felt a sense of triumph. "Albus! You know they will demand the expulsion of both."

The headmaster nodded, annoyed.

"Yes. And we can't help it," he said, turning to Minerva. "We must contact Miss Granger's family."

"I'm going to organize the suppression ritual," Fudge announced.

"Are they going to block both of their magic?!" Minerva protested, anger rising in her voice.

"It's the law!" Snape interjected gleefully. "If a wizard or witch doesn't complete their education, their wand will be destroyed, and all knowledge of our world will be erased."

"An exception can be made for Mr. Potter," Filius Flitwick said, frowning at Snape. "The Potters are an ancient family, and Harry is their last member. With the family fortune, he can afford private tutors and complete his education."

"Filius, I don't think..." Dumbledore began, not agreeing with the little professor. "The young Potter..." None of the heads of houses missed how he had changed his reference to the boy. "He lives with his relatives, so it's impossible for me to do anything like that." He sighed. "I'm afraid I have to agree with Cornelius on this issue."

"What?!" Minerva couldn't believe it. "Are you going to allow this?!"

"Minerva, this is not the time to..." the old man tried to calm her down.

"After everything they have both done for Hogwarts, I don't believe what you're saying!" The old Scottish woman was furious.

"You know well that the law is the law!" the old man cut her off. "Besides! It is time for both of them to be taken to St. Mungo's for treatment." The Transfiguration teacher glared at the headmaster.

"Why not in the infirmary?" Flitwick asked.

"Filius," Dumbledore sighed. "I fear that at this time, both of them cannot be considered Hogwarts students. Therefore, they cannot receive help here." More than one person was left speechless upon hearing the old wizard. He had always insisted that Hogwarts would never deny assistance to anyone, but now...

"Let four Aurors take them," said the minister. "And let them stay with them, watching over them! The rest can hunt down that werewolf and kill him." An Auror nodded and began organizing everything. Snape let out a grimace that resembled a smile.

"Albus!" McGonagall protested. "Are you going to allow this?"

"It's time to return to the castle," he said, feigning dejection. "We can't do anything else."

At that moment, another Auror approached.

"Minister!" Everyone looked at him. "The Dementors have caught Black and kissed him near the shore of the lake!" Snape heard this and let out a satisfied grunt.

"Finally, something positive!" Fudge exclaimed. "Take his body and bring it to the Ministry."

[T/N: NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! F*CK THIS SNAPE! WHY DID HE HAVE TO BE BAD!]

With mixed feelings, everyone resumed their tasks.

The headmaster and the four heads of house returned to the castle.

"Let the elves collect both of their belongings," he paused. "And let them take them to my office, I'll make sure they are sent to you." In the old man's mind, a certain magical cloak consumed his thoughts.

"No!" McGonagall stopped him. "I'll take care of them."

"Minerva, I don't think..."

"I brought Miss Granger to our world, and I will be the one to inform her that she has been expelled from hers." Her voice left no room for argument. "Since Mr. Potter is with her, I will do the same for him."

"But..." The look on her face said it all. "As you wish." Dumbledore let the situation pass. It would cost him little to go to the Dursleys and take the Invisibility Cloak without problems. "Tomorrow we will inform everyone of what happened."

"Do you think it would be wise to do it like this?" Pomona asked.

"It will appear in the Prophet. I don't see a way to hide it," the old man concluded.

Next to him, Minerva McGonagall struggled to contain herself. Suddenly, she made a decision and let out a smile. Breakfast would be a very interesting moment.

That night at Hogwarts, many people were contemplating what the events meant. Everyone felt sorrow for the fate of the couple.

The Headmaster in his office was rethinking his plans and considering how he could still use the boy for his purposes.

Only one person that night reveled in what had occurred. In the dungeons, Severus Snape contentedly drank a generous amount of Firewhiskey. That night, he had disposed of two of his hated tormentors and the son of a third. He only regretted that he couldn't witness James Potter's face if he found out.

At breakfast, the rumors flew between tables.

From the teacher's table, the students looked at the Headmaster, waiting for him to speak.

Finally, Dumbledore stood up from his chair, and everyone fell silent.

"I have to announce something unfortunate!" The old man paused. "Last night, two students were attacked by a werewolf... and were bitten!" The murmurs rose in volume. "Both are currently under surveillance at St. Mungo's!" The old man sighed before delivering the news. "With great regret, I am forced to expel Harry Potter and Hermione Granger from Hogwarts!" This announcement unleashed a wave of discussions among the students. Moans of sorrow echoed from several young women, while cries of protest erupted from others. Some even dared to applaud the news...most notably Draco Malfoy and his followers. The Headmaster called for silence before continuing. "It's unfortunate! I must also report that, at the same time, the wanted Sirius Black was captured and kissed by the Dementors near the lake! Unfortunately..." Dumbledore chose not to reveal the whole truth. "Among everything that has happened, I regret to report the death of our D.A.D.A. teacher, Remus Lupin!" Some teachers lamented this latest news.

"What will happen to Harry and Hermione?!" the Weasley twins asked.

"The law is clear on this!" the old man replied. "Any wizard who cannot complete their magical education will be expelled from our world, their magic bound and their wand destroyed." Many students rose in protest.

Several enjoyed hearing the news, including Malfoy. At the staff table, Snape struggled not to let out a broad smile. In one night, they had lost Black, the wolf, Potter, and the annoying know-it-all. The day seemed wonderfully bright. But he couldn't know it wouldn't last.

As Dumbledore finished speaking, McGonagall stood up.

"The Headmaster has forgotten something fundamental!" she declared.

"Minerva, please," the old wizard urged. She ignored him.

"Mr. Potter is the last of an ancient and powerful family!" Many nodded in agreement.

"But he's not a pureblood!" Malfoy's annoying voice piped up.

"I'll ignore that foolish comment!" the old woman retorted, glaring at him.

"Minerva!" Snape interjected. "I won't tolerate you speaking like that about one of my students!" She shot him a serious look.

"Then why didn't he say anything about Mr. Potter's blood status?" she countered. The Potions Master fell silent. "It's obvious you've simply ignored him, even though young Malfoy has acted in a far less appropriate manner!" She waved her hand dismissively. "Regardless of the absurdity of his comment!" Laughter echoed through the Great Hall. She turned back to the students. "As I said, Mr. Potter is the last of his family!" She locked eyes with the Slytherins defiantly. "And therefore, the law allows him to continue his education at home with a tutor!" The murmurs rose again.

"There are few teachers qualified for that role!" the head of Slytherin began. "And even more so with the boy's curse! Who would be foolish enough to accept a student like that?!" Snape growled. "He would have serious issues with everything!"

"It's true!" Minerva said, smiling. Something sparked in Dumbledore's mind, and he recognized her intentions. "And for that reason, I will offer myself for that position!" The entire room fell silent. "I, Minerva McGonagall, announce my resignation from all my positions at Hogwarts, and I will offer my services to the last of the Potters!"

"Minerva, please don't do this," Dumbledore pleaded. "You can't sacrifice everything for young Potter!" The old man's voice only made her angrier.

"Albus... How much has he sacrificed?" she shot back, choosing not to say anything further. The old man remained silent, careful not to provoke the Scottish woman further.

Despite her attempts to maintain composure, she couldn't keep everything in check. This time, it was Ron Weasley who chose to make matters worse.

"Don't do it, Professor!" the redhead shouted. "You can't leave us for two werewolves!" Many looked at him in surprise. The Scottish witch's expression, however, was not one of surprise, it radiated fury.

"That you are asking me to ignore them seems like the height of foolishness!" All the students stared at her, shocked by her outburst. "Precisely you! After everything they have both done for your family!" She scoffed. "What's more! I would implore my former students to send me an owl with their grades next year!" The redhead had the decency to feel embarrassed. "I doubt they will even come close to this year's!" She smiled maliciously. "And we all know the reason for their current grades!" Laughter filled the room.

"But... but... They are dark creatures!" the young Weasley tried to defend himself.

Before Minerva could respond, two arms slammed Ronald Weasley's head into the table. As his body collapsed to the floor unconscious, his twin brothers shook hands in agreement.

[T/N: There we GO! The best of the Weasley bloodline.]

Several students cheered.

"Good job, Mr. Weasley!" said the former deputy headmistress.

"Weasley!" Snape growled. "Twenty points for attacking another student!" The twins grinned.

"It was worth it," they said in unison.

Applause erupted for the pair of brothers.

Minerva rose and went straight to the Gryffindor table. She needed to say goodbye to her students before leaving the castle. The witch fought to hold back her tears as she bid farewell to her lion cubs. Even students from other houses approached to say goodbye.

Someone picked Ron up from the ground and, feeling pity, left him on the table, hoping he would somehow be taken to the infirmary.

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Minerva McGonagall left her office with a sigh. A lot of memories rested in that Room. In her bag were all her belongings shrouded in her and her firm determination to help the two young men at St. Mungo's.

When she reached the entrance she saw the silhouette of Albus Dumbledore waiting for her.

"Minerva. Please." the old man began." reconsider it."

"Will they be able to finish their studies?" she asked. The old man cringed.

"I can't do anything," the Headmaster responded. She let out a dry laugh.

" Another of the many stupidities of an old man. " The woman began. " You can deceive others but not me. You have enough power to allow them to finish their studies at least until they carry out their exams. " She felt more annoyed by the moment. " You already did it once! Merlin, when it comes to Harry you know it would be very easy to get them to continue."

" This is not the time to divide us. " The old man began. " What happened to both of them is tragic, but it is a necessary sacrifice for the common good. " The old woman's face said it all. Albus knew that he should not continue in that direction. " I assure you that everything will be clear in the future and you will understand the reasons I had for acting like this. " She crossed her arms. " I can't explain them to you right now, but I will do it as much as I can! " sigh " I need you here to guide the younger ones "It was too much for her.

"And who is Severus guiding?" she asked. "The next Death Eaters!"

"Severus has a very delicate mission and he must continue with his work," the old man added as if his word were law. "You are necessary so that Hogwarts can continue as before and we can prepare." the wizard finished. She couldn't hold on anymore.

" Even if this were the last place on earth, I refuse to continue with this... experiment you call a school! " said the Scottish woman, surprising the old man. " I'm already beyond my limit. You, letting everything stay the same, allowing the Slytherins to do whatever they want, without control. What do they learn?! " She asked. " That by being cruel, they will get what they want with just a slight scolding?! I'm tired of going to families' homes and assuring their children that they can do whatever they want in our world! So that at the end they realize that no matter how hard they try, everything will favor the Purebloods! It's more! The doors of the Muggle world are closed because they lack sufficient education for any higher job! " She approached the old man. " After this " she pointed everywhere, raising her hands. " They are trapped as second-class citizens. Even the ministry treats them as such!"

" That's why we must...! " the old man tried to say.

" Don't count on me! " She said. " I have far exceeded my limit. What you have done to Harry and Hermione has no name. " She pointed a finger at him. " I told you before I left him in that house, I warned you! But no! The great magician knew more than anyone! The child I saw when I arrived did not seem very healthy and happy."

" It was necessary to... " he added.

" Not at all! " She shouted. " Whatever it was, it is no longer useful to the great Albus Dumbledore. Now it is a problem that must be solved." She looked at him with hatred." What are you going to do to him? You will bind his magic and send him to his family."

"It's his only home and you know it," said the old man.

" Do me a favor Albus. " She responded sarcastically. " Go to the forbidden forest, look for a unicorn, and shove its horn up your ass. " The Headmaster's glasses fell from his face in surprise. " You know very well that the boy has properties to keep and now that it is no longer useful to you, you could let... " a crazy idea made its way into the old woman's mind. " No! It just can't be! No one would dare do something like that! " Albus knew that the woman had guessed his next action. " You are going to take away everything he owns! Damn, that's the most mean and hateful thing anyone could think of if they wanted to!"

"Don't put words in my mouth," the old man responded seriously.

" It's not necessary. " She added. " It's the law! " She said with disgust. " Any magician with bound magic is stripped of all his belongings of a magical nature. " She looked at him with disgust. " Surely you wouldn't have any problems. In getting many of them to end up in the order, for your common good! " She ended with hatred and irony.

"Minerva, I think you're going too far," the old man added, very upset.

"Maybe," she said. "Maybe I'm wrong. I want to believe that it is like that! " She passed by him. " Anyway, I will make sure that something like this doesn't happen."

When she passed the Headmaster she saw a pair of figures that appeared from his sides, both with their wands pointed at her. She didn't have time to react and she knew it. She recognized Filius and Pamela and was surprised. Something like that was not expected from them. Her surprise did not end when they both stood next to her and continued pointing towards her back. When she turned around she understood everything.

Albus Dumbledore stood with his wand in his hand, no doubt intending to cast a curse on her.

" Albus…" was the only thing the Scottish woman said.

"This is the most vile and filthy thing I have ever seen in my entire life," said the little Ravenclaw boss.

"And that is saying a lot." added the head of Hufflepuff." I would never have expected something like that from you.

"It's not what it seems," the old man defended himself.

" You with the wand in your hand trying to cast a spell on me. " Minerva said. " I think it's just what it seems. " She looked at him. " Would it be an obliviate? " A small tic betrayed him. " Yes, without a doubt. A couple of days with Poppy to recover. Enough so that I wouldn't interfere with your plan for Harry and Hermione, and as long as they could bind his magic and make everything clear. After that... " She looked at him " a regretful apology. Your word assuring me that you did everything possible and... a proposal to return to my position? " Beside her, Pamela let out a moan.

"Minerva. Do you think Mr. Potter would need a charms teacher and a competent dueling instructor? " Filius asked. Dumbledore's face said it all.

" Without a doubt, " answered the old woman.

" I understand that the greenhouses at the Potter mansion needs to be rebuilt. " Pamela Sprout added. " I would be interested in that challenge."

" You shouldn't..."

"Don't bother, Mr. Dumbledore," Filius cut him off.

"I think we have it completely clear." Pamela finished.

Albus was defeated. In one minute he had gone from trying to convince, and sometimes badly forcing, Minerva to continue at Hogwarts, to losing three of his Heads of House.

"Goodbye, Mr. Headmaster," Minerva said. "I hope I never see you again."

With that said, the three left the castle without ceasing to aim at the old wizard and without losing sight of him.

Leaving the barriers, they disappeared in the direction of St. Mungo's.

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As soon as they appeared, they looked for the two young people's room. She was not lost, he was the only one guarded by four serious-looking Aurors.

" They can't pass! " said one.

" We are the teachers of Mr. Potter and Miss Granger," Minerva said. " According to the law of the Ministry of Magic, we are allowed to visit our charges."

The four Aurors looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"The Minister has said that no one can visit them until he performs the sealing of their magic," she responded. The three teachers were worried.

" That is illegal and you know it. " Minerva said. " No one is above the ancient law! Not even the minister! Harry Potter is the last of his family and therefore the rightful head of the family. Even with the recent accident, that right is inviolable. " Minerva looked seriously at the auror. " If he dares to do something like that, Fudge will remain in office long enough to inform all the old families that their rights are nothing."

"Even the dark families will ask for your head for doing something like that with their rights." Pamela added." It would set a precedent that does not interest them."

" Now. Will you let us pass or...? " Minerva didn't need to finish.

"Notify the minister!" she said to one of her men. Then she stepped aside.

"Don't forget to tell Amelia Bones! " Minerva said. " She, as the head of law enforcement and your boss " She emphasized that last bit " She must be informed of what happened. I doubt that Fudge has done it and he won't be very happy when he finds out. " The four aurors' faces paled, they knew that this was an indisputable truth.

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When the three professors entered they saw several Unspeakables preparing the ritual to seal their magic.

"Stop everything you are doing right now! " McGonagall demanded. Those present looked at her.

"We have an order from the minister," answered one.

"That will be little defense against a Dementor," Filius Flitwick joked.

" Why? " asked another with fear.

"No one has informed the Wizengamot, nor the head of magical law enforcement." Minerva began." That is already illegal. Furthermore, if you continue, you will be violating the rights of a lord of an ancient family. " She smiled. " Defend yourselves against that before the Wizengamot with the excuse of an order from Fudge. " Everyone looked at each other and instantly stopped what they were doing.

"We'll wait outside," said one of them. The trio nodded.

Now alone with the couple, the three teachers looked at them asleep in their beds.

""Poor boy," Pamela began. "Everything happens to him."

"It's unfortunate," Flitwick added. "It makes you think how quickly things can change."

"Maybe this will end up being a blessing," Minerva thought. The other two looked at her. "If Harry manages to assert his rights, he will have gotten away from all the attention." She smiled. "He can finally be a young wizard."

"But Miss Granger...!" Pamela began. Minerva looked at her amused.

"Do you think for a moment that Harry would leave her to her fate?!" she asked him, amused. The smile on the other witch's face was the answer. " You can think of two better people to instruct. " The face of the three adults let out a big smile. " Without obstacles, both will be able to reach their true potential. " At that moment, a mediwizard entered and greeted those present before approaching the beds. " Excuse me! " Minerva asked. " Have Miss Granger's parents already been notified? " The mediwizard looked at her without understanding.

"Who is that patient? " She asked strangely.

"She," the Scottish woman responded, pointing to the girl on the bed. The mediwizard looked at a scroll and looked at her.

" I'm sorry, but there must be a mistake. This girl's last name is not Granger."

"Of course not! " McGonagall responded annoyed. " I went to her house myself to give her her invitation letter to Hogwarts and we all taught them both! " the mediwizard took a nervous step back.

" I don't doubt what they say, but...! " He handed them the parchment. " It seems that magic says something else."

The three professors approached the sheet of parchment with interest. The trio opened their eyes without understanding what their eyes were showing them.

Next to Harry's name was Hermione's. Also as a patient. Only the young woman's last name wasn't Granger, it was... Potter. And they appeared as a married couple!

"How is this possible?" Minerva asked, without fully understanding the situation.

"When a patient enters, a spell is applied to identify him, based on his magical trace." the mediwizard began." Since they are both minors, it has been easy to obtain their data."

" But it says here that her last name is... " Pamela said in a low voice.

"I don't know what happened to her! But here she says it clearly. These young people are married." The mediwizard looked at the parchment again." For me they are. Harry and Hermione Potter." something clicked in his mind." POTTER! Damn! "He ran out of the room.

The three teachers looked at each other without knowing what could have happened.

"Does anyone know what happened?" Minerva asked. The other two were denied.

"I think we'll have to wait for them to wake up," Filius Flitwick suggested.

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Five minutes later three Medi-Mages entered the room again. The oldest went straight to the beds and took the sheet of parchment.

"Werewolf attack," he said. "The presence of the curse in both is confirmed..." he frowned. "There is strange behavior in both of them." He looked at the other mediwizard.

"It could be that his body is still trying to fight," a mediwizard suggested.

" It's useless! " said another. " They won't be able to stop the curse."

" I know, but... it's the only explanation. In a couple of days they will stabilize," the wizard finished.

The three teachers watched the scene in silence.

"Without a doubt, it's Harry Potter..." the chief mediwizard raised his eyebrow." And his wife?" he looked at everyone."How is that possible? They are only 13 years old!"

"We asked the same thing," said the mediwizard who had entered first to check them, pointing to the trio. The oldest looked at them.

"Minerva McGonagall?" he asked, looking at the witch.

" Ernest? Ernest Chaise?" she said when she recognized him.

" What are you doing here? You should be at Hogwarts...! " He understood. " Are they your students?

" Yes, and from today I will be their tutor. " She pointed to the others. " along with Pamela and Filius. " A small groan was heard when they recognized who they were. " We have left Hogwarts to offer ourselves as private tutors for Harry and Hermione. After the attack, they cannot return to the castle. The old goat is not going to lift a finger for them." Everyone understood the reference to the Headmaster.

" What haven't you told me? " asked the mediwizard Chaise. " You wouldn't leave Hogwarts without a good reason."

"The law says that their magic must be sealed." The mediwizard looked at the table where the elements of the ritual were and remembered seeing the Unspeakables of the ministry at the door.

"No one told me what was happening here! " answered the mediwizard Chaise, looking at his companions. " I was only informed of a werewolf attack and that the ministry would take charge."

"I'm not having his trickery here, the minister wants to seal the magic of both," Minerva responded.

" Fudge is an idiot?! " The mediwizard growled. " How do you intend to leave a couple of infected teenagers loose and unaware of their problem?! " The mediwizard was furious. " On the first night of the full moon, they would cause a disaster!"

[T/N: Exactly!]

" They would be sacrificed! " added another mediwizard. Several understood the true reasons behind the ministerial order. " Damn! This is very serious!"

"And very convenient." Minerva thought. She saw the face of her former classmate and knew that he wanted to know more. " I'll explain it to you later! I think we will have the minister here soon."

" I refuse to allow something like that! " said the chief mediwizard. " If necessary, I will notify the Wizengamot!"

" If you did, you would have problems. " The Scottish woman said. " There are many people interested in doing it and they will pass on whoever it is. " The Mediwizard was surprised by the insinuation. Minerva smiled. " But there is something that they have not counted on! Harry Potter, he is the last of the Potters." The Mediwizard opened his eyes when he understood it.

"A head of a house, with all the rights from the age of thirteen." he finished." Damn, if they do it...!"

"The old families will ask for blood." Pamela responded." It will not matter which side they belong to."

At that moment Cornelius Funge came through the door very upset. Behind him a woman dressed in pink, some Aurors, and the Unspeakables who had to perform the ritual.

The time had come to put the cards on the table.

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