The rest of the week went by quietly for Harry and Hermione. Harry spent most of the time in the Headmaster's office, learning how the school worked and trying to get through all the paperwork. He had already put out an ad for a new Potions Master, as he didn't trust Snape. Even if the man was a spy for the Order, he was still a Deatheater. The DADA position was also going to have to be replaced. Harry agreed that Professor Sheffield was not the best teacher and had run the idea of asking Remus to teach again by Hermione. She thought that it was a great idea. Now the question was how deep in Dumbledore's pocket Lupin was.
The lawyers, Brown and Smith, sent Harry a letter on Friday. Simply put, they sent a summons to all that had been named by Harry for an appearance before the Wizengament, on Tuesday Morning at nine. Those summoned could not discuss it with anyone who had not been summoned, this included the press. His muggle relatives would be there as well. All had been told to bring their personal solicitor. As they would be tried for their various crimes. They also told Harry that a representative from Gringotts would be there to confirm the findings. It was imperative that he be there. Harry owled back saying that he and his wife would both be there.
Hermione was pleased to here that the trials were going to be after she took her NEWTS and was very glad and proud that Harry wanted her there for support and explanations. Michael, of course, would be staying at Hogwarts. No reason to reveal all their secrets.
That evening several owls set out delivering their burdens to those being summoned. Ron and Ginny were eating dinner in the Great Hall when the owls dropped their letters onto their plates. As they read both, became so pale that the rest of Gryffindor house thought that someone had died, and tried to get them to the hospital wing. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were just sitting down to dinner when theirs arrived. They left the food on the table as they apparated to Hogsmeade and walked towards Hogwarts. Dumbledore was trying to find a way into his former office when the owl delivering his summons dropped it on his head. Fudge, Umbridge, and Percy Weasley all raced to Scrimgeour's office as they each had received a summons and had no idea why. They were joined by several others who also had received that same summons. Kingsley Shacklebolt wondered what was going on that had caused the Minister to call a meeting. A meeting that had the former minister, two of his under secretaries, and the heads of the Aurors and Magical Law Enforcement. What ever it was it was big. Soon two meetings were taking place. Those that worked for the Ministry, and those order members that had been summoned. Neither group knew what to do about the problem. Both hoped that Harry could see reason and accept the offers that each had come up with, thinking that they could buy or bribe their savior.
Monday morning Harry escorted Hermione to the Ministry so that she could take her NEWTS. He returned at six that evening to pick her up. She had taken every single one that day, making her exhausted. Harry had to practically carry her home. Dobby told Harry that night that the Minister had arrived and wanted to speak with him. He was currently talking with Dumbledore on how they could force Harry to accept their offers and get him back under their control. Needless to say Harry had to leave so that he could rant and rave without waking up his family. Dobby felt that the minister and the old headmaster had better watch themselves. Harry Potter was not someone to mess with.
Dobby listened outside the Master's bedroom the next morning for any noise. He didn't want to embarrass his Master and Mistress if he interrupted them. All was quiet and Dobby opened the door. They were still asleep. Dobby quickly went to Harry's side of the bed to awaken his master. The bad one had sent a message to Harry Potter.
"Harry Potter, sir! Dobby is needing Harry Potter to wake up."
"What is it, Dobby? Is Michael awake?" asked a sleepy Harry.
"Winky is with baby Michael. Old Headmaster and Minister has sent a message to Harry Potter. They is wanting to talk to Harry Potter."
Harry quietly got out of bed and headed to the bath. Dobby quickly and quietly gathered up some clothes for his Master. Harry finished in record time and thanked Dobby for his help. He kissed a sleeping Hermione goodbye. Outside the bedroom, Harry asked Dobby to tell Hermione what was going on and make sure that she eats some breakfast. Using the Marauder map, Harry saw that the Minister and Dumbledore were in the Great Hall.
Students stopped and stared as they saw a determined Harry Potter walk by. Most hadn't seen him since the first week of school. When Harry slammed open the doors to the Great Hall, almost everyone jumped. Ron and Ginny immediately tried to get Harry to talk to them. He stopped them with a stare and continued to the Head table where the Minister sat next to an empty chair on one side and Professor McGonagall on the other. Harry smirked when he saw that the empty chair had only bread and water in front of it. Silence filled the hall as every one listened.
"Harry, just the young man that I want to talk to."
"Scrimgeour, you have nothing that I want to listen to."
"Now Mr. Potter, I have come all this way to talk to you. The least you can do is listen to what I and the another party have to say."
"If this is about what has been delivered to you then we have nothing to say to each other."
Scrimgeour's face lost some of its mask. He was not going to let a teenager get the best of him, savior or not. "Actually, I am here to discuss that with you. I have an offer that I believe you will accept and we can continue with what really needs to be done."
"Your offer can go stuff itself. This isn't about me getting what was rightfully mine returned. It's about justice. Right now you and those named are no better than Voldemort in my opinion."
Now Scrimgeour was angry and wasn't afraid to show it. This was all Dumbledore's fault. He was supposed to keep the boy under control. They need to find his weak point and soon. "Perhaps we could continue this discussion up in the Headmaster's office."
Harry grinned an evil grin. "Certainly." He led the way towards the gargoyle staircase. Mentally saying the password the staircase opened and started moving. Harry then realized that there were others behind him, namely McGonagall, Snape, Ron, and Ginny.
"Ron, you and Ginny have no need to be here."
"Mate, why are you doing this? I thought that we were best friends?"
"Think about it really hard, Ron. I'm sure that you will figure it out."
"Harry, I'm sorry about that joke with the potion. I thought it was harmless. I never intended for it to go that far."
Harry gave Ginny an icy stare. "I'm sure that in your little world you feel that you have done nothing wrong, but in my world you are equal to Voldemort and I have no regrets to what I will do to you when this is all said and done. Now both of you get to class while you are still here."
Ron and Ginny both realized how serious and dangerous Harry was at that moment. Snape however was trying to pass the two redheads and get into the Headmaster's office.
"Where do you think your going, Snivellus?"
"Move out of the way, Potter. The Headmaster has asked that I attend this meeting. Fifty points from Gryffindor for your cheek." Snape frowned as he realized that the points didn't subtract from the hourglass.
"I suppose if the Headmaster has asked you then I will allow you to do so."
Harry moved out of the way to let Snape pass him. Once he was upstairs he had to laugh at the sight before him. Here were some of the most powerful and intellectual wizard and witches that he knew and once respected trying to get into his office. What was funny was the fact that they couldn't. Hogwarts, herself had set the wards. Even if they knew the password, most would not be allowed in because he had asked Hogwarts not to allow it. Walking up to the door Harry waved his hand and opened the door. He made his way to the desk and sat behind it. Many were shocked at his open defiance.
Dumbledore revealed himself, quite angry at the insult that Harry was giving him. "I believe that you have my seat, Mr. Potter." His eyes no longer twinkling, instead throwing daggers at Harry.
"No I don't think so sir. You are no longer Headmaster. Hogwarts has chosen a new Headmaster."
Dumbledore paled at hearing that. He was very afraid as to who Hogwarts had chosen. Professor McGonagall had no qualms about asking.
"Dare I ask who the new Headmaster is?"
"Why I am, Professor."