Albus Wolfric Percival Brian Dumbledore
The wizard who defeated Grindlewald, Lead us through Two wars against Dark Wizards. Succumbed to Old age last night.
He left this life for the next great adventure quietly in his office of his beloved Hogwarts. The funeral will be this Friday on the grounds of Hogwarts School. All are invited to attend. Service will begin at Noon.
This was the small article on the front page of the Daily Prophet. The light side of the wizarding world mourned the Passing of a great and powerful wizard. The Dark side and Pure Blood Faction quietly rejoiced at his passing.
At Hogwarts Minerva McGonagall was made Headmistress, with Filius Flitwick as her Deputy. She retained the headship of Gryffindor temporarily.
Things were changing Fast in the Wizarding world. The Pure bloods were pushing horrible legislation through the Wizengamot making the bigotry almost law.
Time was ripe for change Harry had destroyed All the Horcruxes now. Hermione was in fits over the new laws.
Harry and Hermione were arguing in the ROR. "Hermione, we have to start taking out the DE's and there supporters or we will never be strong enough when Tom is reanimated." Harry stated very strongly.
Hermione retorted. "It's Murder Harry, That's why we have the ministry, to route out the…."
Harry waited a moment. "You see Hermione; they are already entrenched in the ministry. If we don't stop them who will. We Do Not Have Dumbledore keep them in check any more. It will be worse than last time. If we are not careful they will be running this school soon and you remember what happened last time."
Hermione had to agree Harry was right. "I agree you're right Harry, but what are we suppose to do become murderers?"
Harry was unabashed in his answer. "These are escaped criminals." He paused a moment. "Murderers, Rapist's, thieves, torturers, and more than we even know about. We are becoming the shadow government. We look into their individual trials we know they are guilty if they carry his mark. We then act according to their crimes."
Hermione Looked at Harry questioningly. "How do you propose we do that?"
Harry laughed. "Old issues of the Prophet of course, the library does have them archived and I can just say I'm learning more about the world I was denied all those years, and you need to learn about it too! They have to list all trials the charges and outcome."
They headed to the Library and began there search. They started on November first 1981. They read over the reports of Voldemort's demise. Then kept going for Death Eater arrests, trails and any other information they could find. Hermione began making lists. She kept it looking like home work by using the same charm as on the Marauders Map.
Harry had Kreacher pick them up potion supplies for making healing draughts and Poly juice potion. A month and a half later they were ready.
First on their list was Yaxley, He was a spy in the Auror dept. They Located his home and went in as Lucius And Narcissa Malfoy. They had gone out the one eyed witch passage and apperated once past the schools wards. They reached Yaxleys home at eight o'clock in the morning. The wards around his home were sparse to say the most and easily bypassed, the door wasn't even locked. They entered the house quietly under the invisibility cloak and got to work. They tied a muggle firebomb to his bed and added an accelerant that the Weasley twins had developed during the war. It was rigged to go off fifteen minutes after he got into bed leaving no traces. They then exited the house and returned to Hogwarts.
The next morning the front page of the Daily Prophet had a photo of a house burning out of control on its first page.
Yaxley home burned to the ground
Last night at eleven o'clock, the Yaxley home caught fire. It started in the master suite. The fire was extremely intense; it took only minutes for it to burn to the ground. Thomas Yaxleys Body was recovered charred with very little left of him. It saddens us that such a good man died in such a way. The Aurors will be having a service for one of their own Saturday at ten A.M. in the ministry atrium.
Harry and Hermione sitting at the Gryffindor Table read the Paper and set it down. Harry then smiled at Hermione. "Not a single thing in the Prophet today."
Hermione Replied. "Lets get to class Harry."
Classes for Harry were just too easy, hell he could easily teach most of them. He was waiting for the next potions class.
That afternoon they had double potions with Slytherin. Snape was in his usual snarky mood. "Mr. Potter, Can you tell me why you have not begun brewing as the rest of the class has?"
Harry looked Directly in Snape's Eyes. "I was reading ahead last night on this potion, there are two steps on the board that are incorrect. It requires three counter clockwise turns after the Moon light mushrooms are added, and it says they should be sliced evenly but does not give the precise size or direction. I thought you might be trying to trick us into a horrible mistake because if done the way you have it written the potion would explode."
Snape's Trademark sneer was lost. "And how pray tell would that eventuality come about?"
Harry kept his face impassive and gave a NEWT level dissertation on ingredient compatibility and why these ingredients would, do as he said. Snape was not happy at being caught out when a Gryffindor girl looked at one of the Slytherin tables and noticed notes giving the correct instructions.
The first time around Harry had always suspected such things, now having proof he picked up one of the Slytherin instruction sheets.
Harry then Spoke up. "I think the Headmistress should see this." He aimed his wand and put an impervious charm on the black board and set a ward around it. Knowing Kreacher was watching nodded his head. Kreacher dropped a note that looked like a paper airplane that they used at the ministry.
She Scanned the note and headed for the potions lab.