{Dumbledore's Office, Hogwarts}
{10th Sep 1991}
{3rd Person POV}
"I already told you, Cornelius, no dentor would step foot inside the Hogwarts wards..." Albus said as he stared down into the portly minister's eyes. Cornelius shrank back slightly. Even without a Legilincy probe, Albus could tell that the minister was both afraid and furious. But right now, Albus doesn't care about Fudge's pride. He had a bottom line, and that ant that no Dentor would be allowed to roam on Hogwart lands.
He wished the repulsion ward could work 24/7, but the enhancent was not made to work like that, as it couldn't hold out for months. Denters were unique creatures, and they needed strong esoteric magic to repel them. The wards could simulate that for a while, but just enough to stall. He needed to be blunt and forceful about his conditions, so the Ministry instructed the Denters to stay away.
"...The ministry had decided-" Lucius stepped forward in an attempt to help Fudge, but he stopped when Dumbledore looked in his direction. For all the bravado that Lucius had, he was also aware of the fact that he did not stand a chance against soone like Dumbledore if the man was serious about sothing. The old wizard was civil most of the ti, even humoring their attempts at politics, but when it cos to his bottom lines...
Lucius suppressed a shudder as his eyes locked with Dumbledore's for a mont before he rembered the Dark Lord's warning and averted his gaze. As much as he wanted to challenge the old man's authority, he didn't dare make Dumbledore beco serious.
"Hogwarts is, and always has been, outside the influence of the Ministry. Within the wards, no force of any governnt body is allowed for an extended period of ti. It is all written in the accords, Cornelius." Albus stated. Although so headmasters in the past have allowed Aurors to stay mobilized on campus, and it had set a precedent for auror forces in tis of ergency, he had no intention of budging on the matter.
Dentors were the darkest of magical creatures, their inherent magic made them almost invulnerable with only the strongest fire magic and only a handful of esoteric magic working on them.
Albus also knew he needed to make sure that Cornelius understood that he would not budge on the matter, so with a thought, he extended his hand and focused. A silver sword materialized out of thin air, and it had a big red jewel at the end, with several runes carefully etched onto the blade.
Both Cornelius and Lucius backed away as soon as Dumbledore pulled out the sword from thin air. While Cornelius looked at the sword with an apprehensive look, Lucius recognized the legendary sword. His eyes stared at the famous weapon with fear and greed.
"I want to make sure you understand Cornelius. This is the sword of Gryffindor, fad because it was the primary casting tool that Godric Gryffindor, one of the founders of Hogwarts, used during the war before he settled down with a wand. It is an enchanted weapon that can cut down anything." The unasked question lingered in the air as Fudge looked constipated.
"You can't threaten to kill the Denters, Dumbledore," Lucius said. He didn't know if it was possible, but if it was, then the reason the soul-sucking dark creatures followed the Dark Lord made sense.
"If they cross the Hogwarts wards, then I will. The safety of my students would never be compromised. Now is there anything else I can do?" Albus asked, with a flick of his hand the silver sword vanished, the casual display of control over the legendary weapon seed to have worked as Fudge relented.
"Of course, Albus, whatever you feel is right for the safety of the students..." Fudge imdiately backtracked on his words, and Albus noticed how the minister addressed him, with his first na seemingly changing from hostile to friendly.
Cornelius Fudge was many things: a coward, a timid, portly man who only cared about his reputation and wealth. But he was not stupid, knowing that trying anything more would not be beneficial to him, he quickly gave way to Albus's demands, but after a mont, he changed his tune once again, "...but you must help as well, Albus, I can't keep being seen like I'm doing nothing. The public must have faith in the Ministry, so I'll station a squad of Dentors and Aurors around Hogsade."
"...You worry about the safety of the students, and the Aurors would do well to track the mass murderer, Sirius Black." Fudge finished, and his eyes showed a firm determination to follow through his words. Albus could easily dissuade him from keeping the Dentors so close, but he relented as well. Just now, another idea had erged in his mind, so he quickly nodded.
"Of course, now, if you would please, I have so matters to attend to." Albus dismissed the portly man. He could see the way Fudge's face stiffened for a brief mont at the blatant dismissal. The Minister of Magic was anything but graceful as he nodded and waddled over to the fire.
Albus turned to look into Lucius's eyes, but the blond avoided his gaze and swiftly ducked behind the fire. They both flooed away. The lack of words surprised Albus a little bit.
'He has been silent for a couple of months now, likely planning on dealing with Rigel Black.' Albus thought. He had been debating about approaching the young heir, and the distraction of Sirius Black's infiltration served as the perfect way to move forward and deal with the chamber of secrets.
First, though, he needed to go through the books of soul magic that he had hidden away from the Restricted section of the Library. How the Dark Lord survived that night was still a mystery to him, but the Denter's magic was special as well.
'What would happen if a weakened soul of the Dark Lord who was possessing Quirrell was confronted with a misguided Dentor who just happened to prance onto him? This plan certainly seed more feasible than trying to trap the Dark Lord's soul in a Dark Artifact.'
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AN - Plans changing from both sides. Who would co out on top?
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