Chapter 150

"Wow!" said Hermione. "That's just... wow!"

Harry smirked to himself. Hopefully, he'd cemented the groundwork for her father to talk to her about the Betrothal Agreement he knew her father and Sirius would be discussing that evening. He just didn't know her parents didn't want her to know about it until it was effectively a 'done deal'.

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Harry timed things with dinner to sit down to eat at just after 6.00pm.

The Grangers arrived home at 'five to' and an almost fretting Wendell asked, "Is he here, yet?"

Harry noticed the very slight jab Monica gave him to his kidney area from behind him. And definitely noticed Wendell instantly school his features better.

"No pureblood of high standing would ever consider being early, unless they were specifically invited to be so," smiled Harry.

"What'd you kids get up to, today?" asked Monica, quick to change the subject.

"I've been tea- We've been working to improve Hermione's understanding of wizarding Britain culture," he said.

"It's alright to say you've been teaching me, Harry," chided Hermione "I don't mind and it's true."

"Nothing inappropriate?" asked Wendell, but Harry noticed the twinkle.

"Daa-deee!" Hermione instantly whined.

Harry firmly replied, "No, Sir."

"What sort of things were you teaching, Harry?" Monica smoothly cut in.

"The differences between the different levels of the Heirs of the Noble Houses, information on wizarding contracts and the subtle differences between them and the ones in the muggle world, how I was able to figure out some of the things Dumbledore was up to while we were at Hogwarts and how magic played a part in contracts, oaths, vows, that sort of thing," he replied.

"Harry's a good teacher," said Hermione. "He made it so that the information was better understandable and the reasons why the wizarding world do things like that a certain way."

Then her expression clouded over as she added, "And I found out Dumbledore used the house elves, the castle's ghosts and the portraits to spy on the students. That was upsetting.

"Then we wrote a letter to Madam Marchbanks, the new Headmistress, to let her know Dumbledore had been doing that; so she could order them all not to do that any more."

As she hung up her and Wendell's coats in the main floor hall closet, Monica muttered, "That... man..."

"She'll be able to do something about it?" asked a concerned Wendell.

"Yep," replied Harry. "As Headmistress, they all now answer to her. All she has to do is tell them and they have to obey. That's how Dumbledore got them to do it, in the first place."

They'd all just moved out of the hallway, with Monica heading for the kitchen, when there was the sound of a big bore motorcycle engine approaching from up the street. Then it sounded like it pulled into the driveway.

With a frown, Wendell was about to head for the door when one of the aurors walked in and said, "Wait here a moment, please." Then he signaled to one of the other aurors, already inside, to follow him out.

"That's unusual," Harry muttered. Then his eyes widened in delight. "Sirius's recovered his motorcycle from Hagrid!"

He was about to dash out, irrespective of the wishes of the aurors, when they came back in leading Sirius.

"Hi everyone," he cheerily greeted.

Harry noticed both aurors were frowning at his godfather before both ducked back out the front door again.

Harry stepped forward to give him a quick hug, with Hermione following behind for one of her own.

"What's for dinner?" Sirius immediately asked.

Harry immediately asked right back, "Those potions make you ravenous, too, do they?"

"You betcha," replied Sirius, grinning away. "One of them is an appetite stimulant. It practically forces you to take in fuel for the other potions to do their work on everything else."

"I was wondering why I'm so hungry, so often, now," said Harry.

"Well, if you feel hungry, eat," his godfather immediately ordered. "As I said, it's necessary."

Harry nodded and said, "I'll go check on things in the kitchen."

He'd only managed to take a step when Dobby popped-in in front of him. "Dobby be taking over now," he declared. "You has visitor."

"Do-obs!" he sighed.

"Cheffing be done. Now be servings," the elf defiantly declared back.

He probably wouldn't mind so much if he didn't also hear snickering coming from behind.

"Fiiiine!" he grouched.

Turning back, he pouted towards his still snickering godfather and said, "Well. If everyone's hungry?"

They were just all sitting down when the current senior auror said, "Lord Black, I'm sorry to tell you that I'm going to have to notify the Misuse of Muggle Artefacts Office about your... 'moty-cycle'."

"Go for it!" said Sirius, not fazed at all. He didn't even stop readying himself for the meal.

"You realise it's illegal to enchant such an item, do you not?" the auror pressed.

"Yep!" he readily admitted.

The auror frowned back and said, "You... aren't upset about that?"

"Nope!" he grinned. "It's just a fine. I'll pay it."

"Fight it!" Harry immediately cut in.

Sirius looked at him and said, "It's just a fine, Harry. I'll pay it."

"No; fight it, please!" said Harry.

"Why?" asked his godfather.

"Because, as a rightful Lord, I can stand as your co-law-wizard and defend you." he replied.

"You want me to fight it and have it brought before the Wizengamot, just so you can co-defend me with Ted?" asked Sirius, a little confused.

"Nope!" Harry happily replied. "I want you to fight it so I can show the Wizengamot just how much a bunch of daft morons they are! This is an easy win."

The auror gave a pained look and said to Harry, "You're going to get me fired."

"Nope!" Harry was practically bouncing in his seat in excitement. "And, if they try to, I'll happily defend you in the Wizengamot against that, too! You, auror, is what is known as an 'Instrument of the Law'."

Wendell gave a sudden short bark of laughter. "He's right!" he declared. Then turning to the auror he said, "If it's anything like our police, your job is to uphold the law; not to be Magistrate."

"He means 'Chief Adjudicator'," Harry clarified for the auror.

"At my level," the auror wryly returned. "We're also expected to determine whether or not a legal matter should be pursued, or even be passed up the chain of command."

"Then, pass it up, dear boy," declared Wendell. "If Lord Black has broken the law... as you believe... then, you're in the clear."

The auror gave a sigh and turned to Harry. "Lord Potter, why is it you believe you'd win such a matter?"

"Sorry," he piously declared. "As co-representative for Lord Black, I must decline to answer on the grounds it may be prejudicial to the successful defence of my client."

Hermione whacked him on the arm as Wendell again gave a bark of laughter. He was joined by Sirius. Hermione and Monica just grinned.

Still chuckling, Sirius said, "Alright, Lord Potter; if I'm charged, you can work with Ted and co-defend me."

"Yes!" replied Harry with a fist pump added for good measure.

The auror gave a pained sigh and said, "I'm going to regret this. I know I am."

"Jut do everything by the book," suggested Wendell. "If you do that, no one can legally blame you if the matter before your bench goes sideways on you. You did your job; so that means, either the law or the bench failed in theirs."

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After dinner Wendell, Sirius and Harry went to Wendell's office and sat to talk.

Monica stayed out to talk to Hermione. Her excuse was, she wanted to talk to Hermione more about her day and her relationship with Harry. In reality, she didn't want the girl spending too much time wondering what the three were talking about behind closed doors in the office. Sometimes, her daughter was much too smart for her own good and needed to be distracted.

Two hours later they came out.

Hermione immediately asked Harry, "I thought it was about business between Daddy and Sirius."

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