"Aurors and Time to Return to Hogwarts"
On a dark night, illuminated only by the lights coming from the surrounding houses, a two-meter-tall shadow with long hands and claws so sharp they could cut a person in half ran through the alleys, escaping and destroying anything in its path.
"This is Eagle Team. I detect movement toward Point B," said a man standing atop one of the tallest houses, using binoculars to observe the beast while speaking through a radio.
"This is Beta Team. In position for reception and containment."
"This is Alpha Team. Ready to provide support," two people responded through the man's radio. He quickly formed small platforms of light as he leaped between rooftops to get closer to Point B.
When he arrived, he saw the beast fighting against a fully coordinated team of five people. They threw chains to restrain the creature and cast spells with the intent of knocking it unconscious.
"This is Eagle Team. I see civilian movement near the position," the man quickly said as he noticed some people, drawn by the noise, beginning to approach.
"This is Gamma Team. We'll handle it," another voice responded swiftly. They seemed to be a team specialized in keeping civilians away from danger.
After a few minutes of fighting, the five-person team, with the help of another squad, finally managed to subdue the beast, which now lay chained to the ground, unconscious.
"This is Beta Team. Target neutralized and ready for transport. No injuries," came the report, followed by sighs of relief from everyone, exhausted but satisfied that the job was done.
Moments later, a carriage arrived. It looked ancient, yet it moved without a driver, stopping right in front of the restrained beast. Several men stepped out and quickly got to work securing the creature inside.
"Well done, guys. You captured the werewolf without getting hurt. You wouldn't want to get infected too," said the man who had stepped out of the carriage. He wore the typical Auror uniform—none other than Stephen.
"Yes, sir. None of us were injured. We followed your orders perfectly," the team leaders reported promptly.
"So, who's the unlucky bastard?" Stephen asked, looking at the bound and secured werewolf to ensure it wouldn't infect anyone.
"His name is Nicolá Brown. He's one of Fenrir Greyback's loyal followers, wanted for multiple murders and for injuring many Aurors during the last war, infecting them with lycanthropy," answered the captain of Alpha Team, none other than John.
"Though catching him on a full moon isn't exactly ideal, you did a good job," Stephen replied with a smile.
"It's thanks to the equipment you provided, sir," John quickly responded, showing the magical radios and binoculars that allowed them to temporarily mark targets, among other features.
"I got paid for it, so it doesn't matter. By the way, I have to go shopping tomorrow before heading back to Hogwarts, so you'll be in charge of everything in the meantime. You can all rest for today," Stephen said as he turned to get back into the carriage.
"Yes, sir. Thank you, sir," they all responded cheerfully, though it was unclear whether their happiness was due to the day off or the fact that they'd get a break from their infernal instructor, now realizing he'd be returning to school.
Ever since Stephen joined the Aurors to train and occasionally assist them, their training had become a living hell. Sometimes, he even forced them to fight with anti-magic shackles. Fortunately, thanks to martial arts training, they only ended up with minor injuries.
Most Aurors could now use Eldritch magic to assist in their tasks. Though not perfectly, they could at least create chains to restrain enemies. Stephen had also formed specialist teams, each playing a crucial role. For instance, Eagle Team, composed of the best-sighted wizards, was perfect for tracking. Gamma Team, on the other hand, consisted of those with the worst scores, tasked with keeping civilians out of the battle zone.
Stephen even organized a sort of tournament where Aurors could challenge each other to improve their rankings and positions, which created a rivalry—thankfully, a healthy one—among them. In just three months, they had become elite Aurors who, as a team, could stand up to Stephen himself.
If Stephen had been in charge of training all Aurors, perhaps England would have been the most powerful compared to other magical ministries. However, politics existed, and under his command were only the Aurors who had trained under Moody—25 in total. The Ministry had 200 Aurors in total, which wasn't much, as many had died in the war, and very few Hogwarts graduates could join. It was better to have a few loyal ones than many spies, whether Death Eaters or those with political interests.
When Stephen arrived at the Flamel mansion, his grandparents were already asleep, so he told Misty to rest and went to his room to prepare for the next day. By the way, Fleur had left a few days earlier to get ready for her return to Beauxbatons. She had also secured a position as an instructor, though Stephen didn't allow her to participate in arrests.
"I should go shopping at Diagon Alley tomorrow. Maybe I'll go with the twins; I want to find out how the park's moving stone is coming along," he said as he lay down. He seemed tired because as soon as he closed his eyes, he fell asleep.
The next day, he got up calmly, took a bath, greeted his grandparents, and left leisurely through the Leaky Cauldron's fireplace while sending a message.
"Boss, we're here!" a redhead shouted from the back of the bar, drawing Stephen's attention. It was Fred. Next to him was the entire Weasley family, who also seemed to be shopping for school supplies.
"Hello, Stephen, it's been a while since I last saw you. How are you, dear?" Mrs. Weasley quickly took the lead and greeted Stephen with a hug.
"I'm fine, ma'am, thank you. I've been a bit busy, sorry for not visiting," Stephen said, a little embarrassed by the affectionate hug.
"Don't worry, dear. Arthur told me about your work with the Aurors. That Amelia—how could she hire someone so young to be an Auror?!" Molly said, a little angry at Amelia.
"Don't worry, Mrs. Weasley. Even though I was hired, it was only as an instructor and for support. I was never in any danger," Stephen quickly reassured her with a small lie, since in his first week on the job, they had to face a group of dark wizards performing human sacrifices—an ideal place for his debut as an honorary Auror.
"I already told you, you can call me Molly," Mrs. Weasley said, but the twins quickly interrupted her.
"Stephen, we have so much to tell you about the park."
"That's right, almost everything is ready for the opening."
"All right, guys, let's talk business later. Let's buy this year's books first," Stephen cut them off while the others—except Harry—remained intrigued. Stephen had asked them to keep it a secret to surprise everyone.
"What park are you talking about?" Ron quickly asked, to which the twins grinned and said in unison, "It's a secret."
Then they followed Stephen, leaving Ron half furious.
"Harry, do you know what they were talking about?" Ron tried to get answers from his friend, who had been staying with them that week but usually lived at the Flamel house.
"Sorry, Ron, I have no idea," Harry quickly said, looking guilty, then walked ahead, leaving Ron behind.
"Harry, wait for me!" Ron quickly shouted and ran after his friend.
One thing to clarify is that this time, Harry arrived at the Leaky Cauldron without getting lost. Since he lived in the Flamel house, he often used Floo Powder to visit the Weasleys and play, so he no longer got confused and didn't end up in the dark side of Diagon Alley.
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