"Nevertheless, it is my job―" huffed Pomfrey before she was again cut off by Bones.
"Not for the foreseeable future, it's not," disagreed Bones as she stepped in close. "Madam Persephone Pomfrey, while you are not under arrest at this time, I am taking you into custody while certain allegations are investigated."
"What?" asked a shocked Pomfrey.
"You're being taken into custody, Poppy," said Amelia. "While not being placed into magical suppression 'cuffs at this time, you'll be allowed to remain free of them if you follow the directions of Auror Fitzmichaels here." And indicated the young female auror who stood just behind her.
"What? Why?" asked a clearly shocked and somewhat fearful Pomfrey.
"Due to Lord Potter's... history lesson during his task," replied Amelia, "All those who were mentioned are being taken into custody until we know for sure they're not guilty, or otherwise involved in, what's been going on."
"I assure you―" blustered Pomfrey.
"... Of nothing, for now," interrupted Amelia, yet again. Without waiting for Pomfrey to say another word, she gestured for Fitzmichaels to take the witch into custody.
Stepping forward, reaching out and taking Pomfrey lightly by the elbow of her wand arm with her off hand, Fitzmichaels calmly said, "This way, please, Madam Pomfrey."
As a thoroughly confused Poppy Pomfrey was being led away, Amelia finally turned to Harry with a somewhat pained and exasperated expression on her face. Harry just grinned back.
"I believe you have something for me, Lord Potter," she reminded him.
"I do," he nodded, his expression turning serious. Glancing to the competitors' tent he indicated it and said, "Perhaps, if we duck into the tent?"
Giving her own nod she indicated for Harry to precede her. "After you, Lord Potter."
Harry gave a slight snort of amusement but led her over to the tent.
After first asking her if she'd figured out how he 'summoned' his 'bag of destruction', then sent it away again, all with a snap of his fingers; then doing the same thing with the egg; he sigh in disappointment at her when she couldn't figure it out.
"Madam Bones, I have given you all the clues you need," he began. "Firstly, the object I'm focussed on either appears or disappears in a flash of white light, only. Secondly, I snap my fingers. Thirdly, I do not utter an incantation or use a wand; so it is highly unlikely it is I who is casting a spell.
"Now, with that knowledge, think of what creatures do the same?"
When she glared at him with a mild look of frustration he finally relented and told her, "Was it too hard to figure out it was a house elf?"
She then looked back at him with dawning shock. So much, it caused her monocle to fall out of her eye and drop to her breast on the length of its thin gold chain.
As she was clearly embarrassed by the answer - after all, she had house elves of her own - Harry said, "Don't worry that you didn't figure it out. I doubt any one of those who watched me do it figured it out, either."
She stared at him for another long moment before she gave a grunt, gave herself a bit of a shake of her head and said, "I want those memories." Chuckling a little, Harry turned to look down to his left and called, "Dobby!"
With a very muted crack the devout little house elf appeared next to Harry's side. The elf was clearly very happy to have been called and was almost bouncing on his little feet in joy.
"It worked, Master Harry?" he asked.
Harry lightly laughed and replied, "It sure did, little buddy. Not one of them figured it out."
"Yes!" the little elf declared before he gave a little fist pump in the air.
Before things got out of hand, Harry gave the elf his instructions. "Dobby, I need you to bring me that rack of memories I had you sort for Madam Bones, plus the documented evidence of Dumbledore's monetary shenanigans the goblins gave me. She needs them."
Without a word, Dobby popped away only to return a few moments later with a large rack of vials, a thick sheaf of parchment and immediately offered it to Harry. This rack was far larger than the one he used in the arena. Each vial contained a strand of memory and was labelled with what the memory covered.
Offering it to the woman he said, "All sorted and labelled, Madam Bones."
Carefully taking it she looked through them before asking, "Lord Potter, could you have your elf put them on the desk in my office?" "Of course," he replied, before turning to elf. "Dobby?"
"Yes, Master Harry," replied Dobby, before he disappeared with the documents and the rack.
When both had gone, she sighed and softly said, "I can't believe you used a house elf like that. And I don't believe I didn't realise that's what you were doing."
Harry gave a snort and said, "You, like pretty much everyone in the magical world, have 'house elf blindness'. They're always there, so you think nothing of them and the powers they wield. And you've forgotten that the wizarding anti-apparation wards of Hogwarts don't bother them in the slightest. Sorry to be so blunt about that; but, it's true." She gave her own, more lady-like, snort and bobbed her head once in acknowledgement. "True. It is that obvious, we barely think about it."
"Anything else?" he asked. "I've just spent a few hours mainly sitting on my bum while being warily watched by the meanest breed of dragon of all, I didn't have much of a breakfast and I'm now quite famished. I'd like to go and eat; and, I daresay, you have a ton of work awaiting you in your office."
"My Masters and Seniors can handle the initial interrogations and investigations," she replied. "Besides, I haven't had a chance to talk to my niece yet." Then she grinned and almost coyly asked, "Care to escort an old lady up to the Great Hall?" With a grin of his own, Harry offered his elbow and replied, "I'd be honoured, my lady. And I don't consider you old."
And the two left the tent to head up to the castle.
As soon as they exited the tent it was to see a great mass of people waiting outside. Clearly, they were all waiting for him. They'd also just as clearly been blocked from entering by two aurors who'd been standing, facing out, just outside the tent flaps.
Madam Bones immediately stepped in front of Harry and glared at the lot of them. "Unless you have specific business with me," she said, "I expect the lot of you to leave, immediately."
That had almost all of them show various expressions ranging from surprise to happiness to hate. But, with the exception of a few, they all began to disperse. Most of them were students and they headed for the castle.
Turning to one of the aurors who'd blocked the entrance, this one a witch, Madam Bones said to her, "Be between us and those students. Make sure they don't stop before they enter the castle."