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"Dialogue"
'Thoughts'
-Author notes-
Chapter 205: On the Wrong Hands
"I'm not sure if there is much I can add. You must have already heard all the details. Some students and I were attacked by a crazy witch as we were leaving the village. I defended myself and dealt with her in the best way I could."
"Mmm…you would be surprised how few details have been allowed to be made public," his father said. "Some people in the Ministry seem to be keen on keeping what you did under wraps."
"I cannot imagine why." James responded, but internally, he was a bit concerned about the Ministry showing too much interest in him.
The Auror in charge of the investigation didn't make things too difficult and allowed him to leave after a short explanation, as well as showing him the memories.
At this point, James was not sure how many people Voldemort had inside the Ministry, but it was safe to assume he must have at least a few.
After all, the Magical Government was composed in large part of all those families who were now becoming his followers.
'Did Voldemort learn about what happened that day? How much does that man know? And…is this the reason for his sudden change of plans?' James had more questions than answers right now.
"Of course not!" Fleamont huffed. "What are you insinuating?"
"Twelve missing people at Hogsmeade…all of them were veteran wizards and witches." James had paid attention to the names and recognized most of them. Particularly, the kidnapping of Ollivander had caught his attention.
"What about it?"
"I think that the witch's diaries have already fallen into the wrong hands…the worst possible hands."
"Are you talking about…him?" Fleamont had learned from Pollux about James's confrontation with the three Lords and the meeting with Voldemort, where James was present.
"Whatever you think you know about this new Dark Lord…he is much worse than that." James stared at him.
"I am more concerned about what you know, James. I don't want to see you involved in these matters. Leave it to the authorities."
James wanted to laugh at that. The authorities were the ones who allowed that madman to grow so much in power.
'No wonder Dumbledore was unable to defeat him during the first war. By the time he got personally involved, it was already too late.' James thought.
He glanced up at Fleamont and spoke again. "I understand, Father." It wasn't like he planned to tell his father about his decision to take part in the war.
He had reluctantly informed Dumbledore because he really needed the information that the new Order could get for him.
A smile appeared on his father's face. This was exactly what he wanted to hear.
"But since you are already involved in this…it would be a good idea to keep an eye on any nearby dragon reserves," James added.
"Dragons? What are you talking about?"
"I am not completely sure myself, but whatever rituals that witch had used on herself will need more than just wizards as sacrifices. They definitely require parts from powerful magical creatures. The scales I spotted on her skin suggested that she used dragons or some other similar creature during her experiments."
Fleamont frowned. "Since we are back at the topic of the witch…I would like for you to tell me where you learned the magic used to kill that monster."
"What magic exactly? I used many spells back then."
"The one that earned the involvement of my department. According to the report…a white flame that rose into the sky and was visible for hundreds of miles around Hogsmeade."
"Oh, that one."
"Yes, that one," Fleamont said.
"It was an alchemy flame."
"Is that all you have to say?"
"That is all there is." James shrugged.
"So, are you an alchemist now? Last year I had to pay for a dozen cauldrons because you kept destroying them during potions class," Fleamont commented.
"I got much better."
"Yes…I can see that." Fleamont was not an idiot. He knew that his son's progress during this last year was simply impossible, no matter how much he tried to explain it with logic. But something he was sure of was that the boy in front of him was a Potter.
No matter how incredible this all was, he had no choice but to accept it, because right now it was not the time to doubt his own family.
A war had just begun, and they must stay together if they hoped to live through it.
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