Wolves-[A Harry Potter Fanfic]

" So, is it confirmed? " one asked.

" Yes." answered the other." Just an hour ago the British Ministry of Magic handed over total control and all decision-making power to Lord Voldemort as lord and master of all the British Isles." the other looked at him strangely." It is the notification they have given but it is well known that Ireland, in its entirety, is out of their control."

" And it will continue like that if he is not an idiot. " answered the other. " Fuck! I still shudder to think of what druids are capable of."

" Ironic that many thought it was a type of magic doomed to disappear, " added a third.

" The best way to preserve something is to make others think it doesn't exist." the first one finished." Anything else?" the informant nodded.

" They've tripled the bounty on the Potter boy and Dumbledore ."

" It was to be expected."

" They have also warned that helping them is equivalent to the most painful death possible," he added. " It does not matter what place or country the person helping them is from."

" He is so arrogant that he even dares to threaten the rest of the magical world." said a fourth person.

" Is there any news about them? " asked a new voice.

" Dumbledore is hiding in France in the homes of acquaintances and supporters, in complete secrecy," he explained. " He is trying to gain sympathizers and support to depose the Death Eaters without shedding blood. Ironically, he has declared that he regrets the situation in his country."

" But it doesn't say anything about why he left an entire castle full of children at the mercy of those madmen, " another protested.

" That old man is becoming more and more of an idiot." someone growled.

" The way he's going, someone will end up killing him." added another." It will surely happen soon."

" We can be sure that there will soon be problems in France." someone said angrily.

" And what do we know about the boy?"

" Potter? The little that his office in Paris says," added another. "He keeps away from everyone with his small clan of werewolves. Mrs. Tonks has declared that the entire clan has no interest in the government of the islands," he remembered something. "That's right! She has created a large fund to help wizards who wish to do so to leave Great Britain and settle somewhere else."

" I heard that Mrs. Tonks's sister has moved to France with her sister."

" It's true. I've received several messages demanding her immediate delivery." clarified another." More paper to throw away!" he finished amusingly." From that island, only problems and papers full of nonsense come." many nodded in agreement.

" I'm sure Mrs. Tonks' offices will be hearing from him soon, " someone said with some concern.

" I doubt it." someone corrected him." They've hired Gringotts security services. From what I've heard, that place is the safest place in all of France at the moment. I know of several families who have benefited from having contacts with the clan." He smiled." There are several places in France that are death traps for people with... peculiar intentions!" he added with a certain irony." Any Death Eater would be an idiot to try to go in there." He smiled." But that is something they have proven to be more than once."

" So!… What will be our decision on this matter?" someone said.

A round of murmuring began, and then flashes of light could be seen all around the place, forming at the tips of everyone's wands. The predominant colour was red.

" The count is done." said someone, handing him a scroll.

Whoever received it read it before looking at the rest.

" It is unanimous! We are all against the new policy of Great Britain and in no way will we ally or lend any kind of help to its leader or his followers! For better or worse, that includes Dumbledore!" he said standing up." The International Confederation of Wizards declares Great Britain a magical nation contrary to the interests of the magical society itself!" many nodded in agreement upon hearing the Supreme Mundungus speak." From this moment on, member countries are prohibited from having any kind of contact with them, that is not previously authorized by this illustrious body!" he took another scroll." I have received the request from the conclave of druids of Ireland, the lycanthrope nation, and the goblin nation, for them to be part of the group that will be in charge of taking the appropriate reprisals on those who break this rule!" he thought about it." I must admit that I am very tempted to agree!"

Many people became nervous when they heard this. With only the druids and the goblins, the destruction of any country that dared to break the agreement was almost certain. Ironically, no one feared the werewolf nation, thinking only that they would be a group of crazy wolves killing without control.

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Two battered Death Eaters carried out the corpse of the former representative of the supposed magical government under Voldemort's command.

The poor wretch was the one who had to give the bad news to his master.

In a way he was lucky. In a fit of rage, Lord Voldemort cast an Avada Kedabra on him, which quickly ended his life. But as the frustration of this new setback did not disappear, the two poor wretches who went in to remove the body suffered a harsh treatment of torture curses.

As soon as they left the room with the body, they both dropped to the ground, limp. Others came to help them and remove the body.

Inside the room, Voldemort thought about how the decision would affect his plans for domination.

This would certainly delay his plans greatly.

He didn't even think for a moment about the last thing his former spokesman in the confederation had said. He decided to ignore the druids and didn't see the goblins as anything important. Ironically he considered that all the werewolves would be happy to come over to his side. He had forgotten for a moment what had happened in Ireland.

His mind was only focused on taking revenge on all members of the confederation.

He cast a quick spell towards a rope.

Shortly after, a terrified wizard entered with a bow.

" I want Lucius and the rest of my inner circle to come now." he remembered something." Come!"

The terrified wizard approached.

Without regard or concern, he rolled up her sleeve and pressed his wand hard against the dark mark.

The magician tried his best to contain his cry of pain.

" Go away." he said, letting go." When everyone arrives, only members of the circle can pass."

Clutching his arm tightly, the wizard quickly left.

Lord Voldemort began planning attacks against those who opposed him.

He also had to remember to look for Narcissa Malfoy. The woman had been missing for over two months.

He still remembered how Lucius had come terrified to tell him that his wife had left with a third of the entire Malfoy fortune. Something she was able to do thanks to the fact that he had granted her certain privileges when he was imprisoned. And then, when he was on the run, he couldn't cancel it and ended up forgetting.

That night, Lucius Malfoy once again found himself lying in front of his fireplace. But this time his wife did not come to his aid.

He spent an agonizing night of pain before an elf came to him and sent for help.

The dark lord knew that finding and punishing the fugitive was a priority. No one left his service, at least not alive. It never crossed his mind that the woman never took the mark.

[T/N: PFFFF]

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Dan Granger paced nervously back and forth. Emma had been in labor for just over an hour.

The rest of the men on the island accompanied him at his side.

Suddenly Minerva entered accompanied by Hermione. Each of them held a small bundle in their arms.

" Dad." said Hermione smiling." this is my little brother Edgar."

" And this is your daughter Madelem," Minerva added smiling.

A frightened Dan Granger approached the two women without taking his eyes off the two little ones.

He looked at both of them, unable to decide who to look at.

He remembered something else.

" How is your mother?" he asked Hermione nervously." How is Emma?"

" Better than good." said Minerva." She commented something about how if she had known earlier the advantages of magical medicine for women in labor, what happened to Hermione would not have happened."

" Yes... it was very difficult for her." Dan said without thinking." They are beautiful." he said looking again at his two new children.

" Go see her, " said Hermione. " We'll take them in a moment."

A smiling Dan walked out of the room, unable to help but take one last look at his two new children.

As soon as the rest of them left, He tried to catch a glimpse of Blackrock's two new residents.

But it was impossible.

As Dan left, a stampede of women came in so they could see, touch, cuddle, and hold the two little ones.

The men wisely retreated, giving them space.

Five minutes later the two women left to return the two children to their mother.

The happy family was reunited together for the first time.

Two weeks later, Emma Granger's scream made everyone rush into the nursery with wands in hand and ready for anything.

No one was prepared for what they saw.

Emma and Dan looked perplexed at the crib where their children were sleeping. Only instead of them there were a pair of wolf pups.

They both looked like smaller versions of their parents' forms, with the same colors and just maybe a couple of spots different.

One woke up and as soon as she saw her parents she changed back into the form of Madelem Granger, who looked at her parents like any baby.

" At least this confirms your suspicions." said Cyrus." It seems that the Lupinid race is here to stay."

With that, everyone left, leaving the stunned parents staring at their children.

In all this time, not even his mother's screams woke little Edgar or changed him. He remained curled up in a comfortable position like any puppy would do.

The couple would no doubt have a lot of trouble when the two little ones started running around the mansion. Finding and capturing two little pups would be very… stressful.

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The British Prime Minister had just entered his office.

He had just come from speaking to Her Majesty the Queen. He doubted that any of his predecessors had had to deliver worse news to their sovereign. Except perhaps Churchill.

He sat down heavily before focusing his thoughts.

The queen's orders had been clear: do the impossible to save the country.

In four years, Britain had gone from being a superpower to becoming one of the strangest and most dangerous places in the world.

He could no longer remember the number of disappearances and deaths. The large number of bodies found with hardly any injuries and with that look of terror. The only photograph he was able to see of the mutilated bodies that were increasingly being found everywhere came to his mind.

This caused tourism to disappear completely and many citizens to move to other countries, especially in the Commonwealth.

All this caused a tremendous economic decline throughout the country.

The strangest thing of all was that Northern Ireland seemed completely immune to everything that was happening in the rest of the country. There were hardly any strange deaths and of course, free from the terrible carnage.

Some even went so far as to believe that the whole thing was caused by a radicalised group of the now-defunct IRA. This was denied by the secret service. They even went so far as to suggest that someone else was to blame. The so-called Fifth Country within Great Britain. The magical community.

This was confirmed when the minister himself realized that he had not received any notification from the mysterious magic minister for over four years. Not even when he was re-elected. In addition, the reports detailed something similar that happened almost twenty years ago. Although on that occasion he disappeared when a certain terrorist wizard was killed by… he did not specify how. He could not deny the obvious, it seemed that the problems came from the magical world.

The Prime Minister sat back in his chair and focused his thoughts on what he had to do.

The first thing to do is gather his cabinet and the military.

Then he would explain to them the situation and the queen's decisions.

She had decided to move the royal family to Northern Ireland. The queen had said she would not leave the country. But with the near certainty that everything had a magical origin, the crown could do little. So for her protection, she would move to the part of the country that was not being affected by this mysterious wave of destruction and death. She had just confirmed that the queen and the rest of the court had landed in Northern Ireland. The exact location would remain a secret.

For him, it was one less problem to deal with.

" Sir, they have arrived." said his secretary.

" Thanks. I'll be right there." he replied before taking a couple of folders with the information they had to discuss." I hope we can do something." he said before heading towards the meeting room.

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The first three months of the Granger twins' lives were just like any other baby's. Except for the peculiarity that when their parents took a little longer than they would like to pick them up or pay attention to them, they would transform into puppies and begin to call out to their parents in that way. This made either their parents or their two relatives come to wherever they were.

The Grangers had plenty of help, though. Their daughter Hermione was with her siblings whenever she had some free time between her studies. The young girl convinced everyone that focusing only on magical studies would not be very suitable. With the rising tide of death and destruction caused by Voldemort and his ilk, it was crucially important to know how to navigate the muggle world. And having studies and a life between them was a pretty good facade. Ironically, Daphne, Tracey, and the rest of the youngsters enjoyed the experience. They could never have imagined all that non-magical society had to offer them.

Besides Hermione, the rest of the women were more than willing to spend some time with the two little ones. Astoria especially when they preferred to have a good time in their puppy form. She still insisted that Harry or Hermione bite her.

Otherwise, life went on in Blackrock. Young people studied, adults managed their properties or businesses… in short, something that resembled normality in some way.

But not everything was the same.

Harry received a letter from the leader of the Wolf's Eye clan. Cassandra Murphy asked for Harry's help. It seems that even with all the protections, Greyback did not stop sending recently converted muggles to enter the green-eyed man's lands. It even seemed that some Death Eaters sent by the ministry had tried to break the protections of the place.

Harry was sure that the wards would not fail. But everyone had decided that it was best to move the clan. It was too dangerous to stay there, since during a transformation anyone could leave the protected area and be captured, either by Greyback's werewolves or by the supposed wizards of the Ministry.

In the end, the only clan from Wales ended up moving to the south of Ireland, to an area prepared by the druid conclave on the Blasket Islands. They would be safe and it would be difficult for anything dangerous to happen during the transformations.

As a thank you, the werewolf nation gifted the druids, through Harry, some rare herbology books and several exotic plants. Needless to say, the druids were very pleased.

On the other hand, the non-magical government had begun to take action in the state of the country.

The military began placing units in specific, heavily trafficked locations so that if something happened, they would be able to see them.

This was not long in coming, with the confirmation that the magical world was responsible for the state of the country.

With everything in chaos, the use of any method to defend citizens was authorized.

The first time a group of Death Eaters appeared in Piccadilly Circus they got the scare of their lives.

They had never been in a situation like this. When the first of them cast a torture curse, the rest could see how his head exploded, before falling to the ground. Shortly after, three more followed the same path as the fallen one. Four more followed them. The three survivors activated their portkeys, terrified by this unknown magic that destroyed the heads without any kind of sign or warning.

[T/N: I'm very happy right now.]

No pureblood wizard had ever seen, or heard, about silenced sniper rifles.

The snipers took them out from a distance of over a hundred meters, something that no magic was capable of doing.

The official explanation: Defensive attacks on confirmed terrorists from an unknown group who had no claims, only a desire to do harm with new and unknown methods that were being studied. With the witness statements, the entire non-magical society was more than satisfied.

The situation was repeated in several attacks, with Death Eaters, trolls, giants...

Non-magical people even found ways to overcome their initial shock at seeing werewolves and vampires. Not these. Seeing a werewolf drop dead from a silver bullet, or vampires explode from lights that turned night into day was something these beings couldn't fight.

Soon a furious Voldemort found himself greatly reduced in numbers, both wizards and dark creatures.

He had to make do with carrying out attacks with only Dementors, something that the damned Muggles couldn't kill at the moment.

That changed four months later when a Dementor was hit by a red, rope-like beam of light that passed through it before almost consuming it. The rest of the Dementors made a hasty escape, with two more meeting the same fate. It seems the terrifying beings were not immune to a super-charged laser beam.

When two Death Eaters went to the source of the mysterious beam during an attack, they found only a strange object resembling a telescope, which moved without help. The one who survived could never forget how his companion, when approaching, was pierced by dozens of red threads before smashing the ground into pieces. At least he did not forget the ten minutes he had to live before dying at the hands of his master when he went to inform him of what had happened.

[T/N: The greatest period of invention and growth for humanity is always during war. One of the reasons we are fucking terrifying when you think about it.]

This caused something very unusual in the dark lord's behavior. He had to send some of his men to find out what they were using against him and thus find a way to defeat them.

But none of their spies returned. They were quickly captured. Their clothing and behavior gave them away and they were soon taken in for questioning. This was the purebloods' first contact with taser guns, rapid-action tranquilliser darts, and Muggle narcotics.

There was also some contact with the wizarding world. A strange parchment letter appeared on the Prime Minister's desk demanding that several respectable wizards who had disappeared in the Muggle world be located. The Prime Minister's response was to move the entire Cabinet to Northern Ireland and install all sorts of sensors to prevent anyone from ever leaving a letter on his desk without his knowledge again.

Lord Voldemort found himself facing an enemy he could not defeat: Muggle technology.

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On the magical side, all this caused all the magical countries to get in touch with their respective Muggle governments, whether they wanted to or not.

The solution was to isolate Britain from the rest of the world, from the magical side, and to offer all possible help to the Muggle government.

With no contact with the outside world and no way to fight the strange Muggle magic, the feared Dark Lord had to change his way of thinking. His followers realized that it would not be a quick and easy fight against the magic-less barbarians. They could fight and defeat them with ease. Even against dark creatures.

The dark lord's decision was controversial, to say the least, among his followers, although none dared to say anything about it.

The attacks would be made against small villages and towns far from the cities. This system ensured that their Death Eaters could easily defeat the Muggles.

But in his mind, Voldemort knew that this would only work for so long. Seeing the way the Muggles were able to defend themselves and learn, he had no doubt that they would soon find a way to defeat his followers even in the most remote places.

He had to find a way to become the most powerful in this fight again.

But, how. He had more and more casualties and a dead wizard couldn't... Something woke up in his mind.

" Inferis!" he said with satisfaction.

He had found a way to get back into the fight and hopefully turn the situation around.

Shortly afterwards, his men began collecting all the bodies they could, even from cemeteries.

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The Order was gathered. They had just learned of a Death Eater attack in another village.

" What do we know? " Dumbledore asked. Kingsley sighed in defeat.

" Fire, destruction, and some wounded." he began." But they haven't left a single body behind."

" Why would they do that? " asked one of the members of the order.

" I'm afraid I know the reason, " said Alastor Mad-Eye Moody. " They did it the first time. Although I think this time it will be much worse."

" Alastor, do you think that…"

" Without a doubt." said the old Auror." The damned madman is creating an army of Inferi." the terrified groan of many was heard." One not seen for centuries. I think it will be much worse than what Grindelwald did." many did not know what to say.

" It's a possibility." Dumbledore tried to soften the situation." But we have nothing certain that..."

" Oh come on, wake up!" Mad-Eye cut him off." What other reason could they have for taking the bodies of the dead?" continued the old Auror." I would understand if they took their own. But they even take the Muggles'. The only explanation is that they are creating Inferi." He pointed at him with his finger." And there is nothing that would convince me that it is for another reason!" he thought about it." But if you know something that I don't. Tell me! I swear on all the magic that I am wishing that the reason is another." everyone looked at Dumbledore hopefully. But they saw how the old man remained silent without stopping to look at him with his usual grandfatherly face. " What I thought. " He looked at everyone. " I do not intend to let those animals use my body to create one of those abominations. " Saying this he took out a jewel that he had as a necklace. " If you see that they have shot me down, do not come near me. " He smiled. " Five minutes after my death this little one will explode destroying my body and every disgusting person who is nearby. I will make sure to leave a memory for those sons of bitches."

" Alastor…!" Dumbledore fell down when he saw the old Auror's gaze." Good. Thank you for warning us about your… options." He looked at the table." I think it would be prudent for us to take into account the possibility that the Dark Lord is preparing to use Inferis. If anyone can confirm it, please warn the rest. Let's change the subject." He looked at everyone one by one." Does anyone have any information on Harry Potter?"

" Again with the same thing!" said Alastor getting up from the table." It's already more than clear that we can't find him. Neither him nor the others in his group. Why do we have to keep doing the same thing?"

" As I said," Dumbledore began. " It is very important that we get the support of Harry and the rest to be able to do something in the Ministry and..."

" I'm afraid we've already lost that chance." Arthur Weasley cut him off." I know you still have hope of changing our government and getting us to defend ourselves and win." He let out a sigh." But that won't happen. It's already made very clear that if the Ministry finds Harry he will be sacrificed as a dark creature." He looked at the old man." I don't see what can come out of finding Harry and…" an idea popped into his mind." You're trying to take away his seats!" He stood up nervously." Oh, Merlin! That would be…!"

" Arthur, it's not that."

" Of course not! You already tried it the first time." said Alastor." In case you've forgotten, wanting to take away everything that belonged to his family cost you three very good allies."

" I think that's been made clear." Albus cut him off, annoyed." My idea in that matter was to protect Harry. It's just that others misinterpreted it."

" It's over! This is my limit." said Alastor getting up from the table." I can't believe you're still trying to convince us. From this moment on I'm leaving this organization." after saying this he turned and walked towards the door.

" Alastor you can't...!"

" Goodbye Albus!" he said without turning around." I wish you luck. I will fight my way." Before closing the door he turned and looked at the old man." One without second chances." When he finished he closed the door leaving the headquarters of the order shortly after. All this was heard by a certain old elf who smiled.

There was little more to say. The departure of one of the Order's best fighters diminished the already slim hopes of the Order of the Phoenix.

In his mind, Albus Dumbledore began to make plans to recover from this new setback.

Little did he know that three other members would leave the order to join Mad-Eye on his hunt for Death Eaters.

That day, a new group of fighters against the Death Eaters was born. They gave themselves a name that, along with their attacks, would frighten Death Eaters and sympathizers: The Hand of the Grim Reaper. It made clear what their… line of thinking was.

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The first attack of what was called the zombie march came two months later. A large swarm of Inferi, or as the muggles called them, zombies, passed through a small, remote village south of Edinburgh like a tornado. When the postman arrived a day later, he barely noticed what had happened. Only when he found no one, he nervously searched everywhere. In the end, he found a terrified young woman with three children, just as bad as her or worse off, hiding in an elevated pool. They would never have found out what had happened. Because apart from those few survivors, there was nothing left of the villagers. Except for some blood stains and a couple of limbs torn off… by bites.

The authorities' investigations were unable to find anything. Witnesses kept claiming that it was zombies. This was impossible to believe, so when they ran out of options, they declared the matter to be an unexplained event with no possibility of resolution.

The magical government, aware of everything that was happening, facilitated the attacks and kept them hidden from the non-magical world. If there were survivors at the end and they could not make them disappear, they erased their memories of what happened.

They never knew that this only confirmed their involvement. They were unaware of the use of real-time video cameras that saw and recorded everything.

The non-magical government had plenty of documentation and images of those responsible. As soon as they saw one anywhere, they would activate all the alerts and, if possible, eliminate the threat.

The rest of the magical countries prepared to defend themselves in case they too received an unwanted visit from the terrible creatures. That meant the destruction of all the Inferi and, if possible, their controllers, without exception.

Albus Dumbledore's pleas to have them reconsider their decisions were of no use. Even more so if he only offered promises that everything would be resolved without explaining anything else, or offering anything. They were already tired of just hearing him tell them to trust him and that everything would make sense in the end. Outside of magical Britain, the name of Albus Dumbledore no longer had any credibility or power. Although the aforementioned old man did not know it yet.

On the island, everyone read the prophet, knowing full well that things would soon get much worse.

" I think it's time," said Minerva. Harry looked at Hermione and they both nodded.

" Andromeda, tell Miss Argent," said Harry. The witch nodded." Give her the information that has been prepared and explain her options in light of what is coming." He looked at Hermione." I will take care of notifying the rest of the clans."

" Sounds good to me." replied the witch." I think they'll be on our side."

" We thought Fleur should notify the Veela covens." Amelia Bones added. The aforementioned looked at her." It would be your first official mission outside the island." The young Veela nodded." I don't think it's necessary to remind you how important it is that no one knows of your condition."

" Of course." said the young woman, her English had improved by leaps and bounds while on the island." I don't think there will be any problems in a meeting with my grandmother and having a meeting with the French conclave. They will then inform the rest of the conclaves in Europe." everyone nodded in agreement.

" Anything else we're forgetting? " Dan Granger asked.

"The Americans," said Cyrus Greengrass.

" They will be informed right after the clans." answered Flitwick." I will be the liaison with the goblins and I will inform them." he smiled." But not about everything. It is easy for someone to sell the information." some nodded knowing that some of the bankers would be very capable of doing something like that.

" Anything else?" Minerva asked.

" Construction in Ireland has finished, it would be good if the entire Wolf Eye clan would move before it's too late." Robert Davis added. Harry nodded.

" Yes, that seems fine to me." said the boy. "I'll tell Cassandra to get ready. That's all..."

With the meeting over, everyone stood up. Harry and Hermione walked out into the garden, hand in hand. Behind them, many people watched the scene.

" I know that many of you have noticed. But our little Harry has become quite a leader," said Pomona

" A great leader, " added Amelia Bonnes. " With someone like him, neither the old goat nor the snake face would have a chance. Not now or before."

" Give him a couple of years." added Cyris." I think it's still too early for that fight."

" Although the way things are going, our Harry has more than won it." Emma finished." I'm leaving. It's time to feed my little ones." At her side, her husband looked at her happily and followed her.

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Voldemort had just finished thanking Greyback for his report in his own way. As the werewolf crawled towards the door he thought about what he had said.

It seems that somehow the cursed Potter had removed all the werewolves of his clan from Ireland. No one could find out where or how. Although it seems that the wards were still in place. In the mind of the werewolf, he saw how the roots destroyed three of his men who tried to enter the Potter lands.

Added to this was another setback. Somehow the rest of the world had managed to isolate their territory. For more than two weeks no mercenary or dark creature had entered Britain.

His only consolation was that his plan to use inferi was bearing fruit. He only had to place a series of portkeys and when he wanted to attack he only had to make the great horde of the dead appear in the designated area.

The last attack was only an hour ago. Soon his servants would recover the inferi and the rest of the corpses to further increase their numbers.

Suddenly a great commotion could be heard in front of his door. The great door opened and a young wizard was literally pushed into his throne room.

The young man, seeing the door close, immediately knelt down, terrified.

" My… my lord," he said with great fear.

" What's going on? " He asked, strangely interested.

" I... I've been forced to... " he trailed off when he realized his mistake. " I mean! I've been appointed to transmit to you the latest news about the attack of the inferís hordes. " Voldemort realized that something had happened. And it couldn't be something good when the oldest and most powerful Death Eaters forced this stupid young man to come and tell him instead of them.

" Speak," He ordered him, standing up straight in his chair/throne.

" It seems... it seems that the muggles have found a way to get rid of the inferis," he said, preparing himself for what was coming.

" What?!"

" My lord." he began, trying to swallow the lump in his throat." When some went to the attack area to recover their inferís… there were barely any left." the young man cringed as he saw his master stiffen." They were all destroyed."

" You're telling me that more than five thousand Inferis were eliminated by that muggle trash? " the anger could be seen in the wizard's eyes.

" It seems so, my lord." said the young man, terrified.

" How? How did they do it? " he demanded to know.

" My lord." he answered, almost shitting himself out of fear." I don't know, I was just... I was just told to give you the news. I wasn't even assigned to this attack!" Somehow, fear made him speak faster." I'm just in charge of the preparations for...!" He didn't finish. With a twist of his hand, he threw him against the door.

" Tell the team leader to come see me, now." He cut him off, thinking about how his brilliant plan had been destroyed so quickly.

The terrified young man opened the door and quickly left. A small puddle of liquid on the floor was proof of his fear. In his mind, he thanked anyone for being able to leave that room alive.

Nagini approached her master. He petted her thoughtfully. Somehow doing this centered him.

Barely two minutes later, a small commotion was heard outside the door again. Annoyed, Voldemort just waved his hand and flung both doors open.

The scene left him stunned for a moment. Four of his servants were holding another one with difficulty, who was crying and even biting another one, trying to escape from their grip.

" What is this? " he asked. Instantly everyone knelt down.

" My lord, he." said one of them." He is responsible for the recovery of the Inferi and the Muggle bodies!" he said quickly. The wizard who was trying to escape from the others looked at him terrified while he cringed.

" Come in, everyone. " said the Dark Lord. With great terror, everyone approached, still on their knees, this served to clean the urine stain that the young wizard had left. Although none of them cared, in their minds they only thought of how to get out of that room alive. When they were inside, Voldemort waved his hand and the door closed behind them. He could see with some satisfaction how they gave a slight spasm of fear when they heard it close. " Speak. What happened?"

" My lord... " the Death Eater began. " I apparated to the designated area half an hour after the attack began. " When he spoke he barely raised his head and did not dare to look at his master directly. " When I arrived... I don't know what had happened. Me and my team could see that the village was apparently standing. We knew that something had gone wrong. We decided to approach the village. " he gulped before continuing. " As we approached we could see burned areas full of body parts. Also strange circular holes, with pieces of inferís everywhere. " Voldemort's twisted mind did not understand anything. The rituals he had undergone and the complete disinterest in the non-magical world made him forget much of his childhood. If he hadn't done what his servant told him, he would have remembered the damage done by the German bombings during the Second World War. But considering himself superior to everyone, he had erased these and other memories from his mind. For him, it was more important to remember everything about the magical world than the hateful life he had as a child.

" And the muggles? " asked the dark lord.

" From what we heard," he said fearfully, "they seemed to be celebrating."

" Continue. Did you find out how my Inferís were destroyed?"

" No my lord." he answered preparing himself for the pain." We had barely made it a few more meters when two of my men's heads exploded. I think it was that strange magic they used in other attacks against us." He looked at his master." My lord, we were hidden with several spells but even so, the muggles found us and they attacked us." When he realized that he was looking directly at his master, he cowered and bowed his head again." When two more of my men died we activated the portkeys."

" And the other team? How did they do?" he asked. At that moment a loud bang was heard." WHAT IS THAT?! DOES ANYONE DARE TO ATTACK ME?!" after saying this he stood up.

Voldemort left the room followed by the group of terrified Death Eaters.

In no time at all he reached the area where the rumble had been heard. Upon entering the destruction was visible. Some people were trying to help the survivors. It seemed that a potion had gone really wrong and the cauldron had exploded.

" What happened? " he asked upon entering. A wounded Death Eater approached.

" Master! It was the muggles! " he replied.

" What? How?"

" The inferi attack on the coast went wrong!" he replied." When we arrived we saw how the muggles finished off the inferi!" he thought about it." If I hadn't seen it I wouldn't believe it! My lord, they had backpacks on their backs that spit hellfire!"

" That's impossible." Voldemort silenced him.

" I've seen it and I still can't believe it." added the Death Eater." but one of my men threw a reducto at one of them. It hit the backpack and exploded in a way..." he thought about it." this is nothing in comparison." many looked around in disbelief." suddenly they began to attack us with those muskets that shoot lead much faster."

" What does that have to do with this? " Voldemort cut him off, annoyed.

" One of them threw us... " He didn't know how to say it. " a strange potato. As he did so he said, 'Take a present.' " He looked at the area of ​​the explosion. " That idiot Rentfield grabbed it before showing up. When I arrived I was going to report it when Rentfield angrily threw that... potato and shortly after. " He looked again at the explosion. " everything exploded."

" Muggles don't have muskets that fire that fast, " said another Death Eater. " They take a long time to load. Besides, this explosion is like that of a cannon, " he added. " But the cannon explodes immediately, not later. " Everyone looked at the young Death Eater.

" How do you know so much? " Voldemort asked.

" My lord." he knelt." My family lost one of their castles because of the ministry and those damn Muggles. It was given by the muggle kings to a family as a reward." as he said it, the hatred could be noticed in his speech." my family has been killing and cursing that family for generations." he smiled." until their extinction. As we moved through the castle we could see some of their war items. So we know a little about that."

" Say, what are those muskets? " he asked.

" They are hollow metal rods, " he replied. " They add a black powder and a lead ball. Then they apply fire and the black powder explodes, launching the ball with great force. " He paused. " One of my ancestors lost two fingers to one of those muskets. That's why I know it takes a long time to... disperse, I think they say."

" And the other thing you mentioned? " He asked looking at the explosion. " What could cause this?"

" It's called a cannon, my lord." he replied." and it's like a musket but much larger." he paused." They can destroy walls and some explode sending iron and lead everywhere destroying everything even more." the murmur of the Death Eaters could be heard.

" There's no way Muggles could have something like that." said a Death Eater.

" No. It's not impossible." Memories of his tormented childhood came back to him. After unlocking some of his memories, he remembered what a rifle, a machine gun, and a cannon were. It was the first time he regretted his servants' ignorance of everything related to the non-magical world. It seemed that the muggles had discovered a way to destroy his inferís and make his best weapon useless.

Lord Voldemort spent a while thinking. Meanwhile, some of the Death Eaters helped the wounded and took them to the infirmary for treatment.

Voldemort looked at the leader of the second team.

" Cruccio! " the wizard writhed on the ground. " Let this serve as a warning to you. Next time, either kill all the Muggles or don't come back."

" Yes… my lord," he answered from the ground.

With a flick of his wand, the four wizards who had informed him of his attack lost their heads. He said nothing more as he left the manor. Those muggles would regret opposing him.

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Voldemort appeared over the small village he had ordered attacked. Being at a great height, he was not seen by anyone. At his feet the muggles celebrated. With a sneer, he took out his wand and… " Friendfire!"

From the tip of his wand, the cursed fire began to rise towards the village. In a short time, a great fire serpent began to descend towards the village.

The group of celebrating soldiers soon saw the incredible fiery creature descending towards them. Thanks to their preparation, within seconds they began to move away and organize the counterattack.

As soon as the cursed fire hit the ground, it began to destroy everything it touched. It didn't even leave ash behind.

When those closest to that destruction were vaporized, the rest began to retreat in all directions.

From the sky, a cheerful Voldemort guided the fire snake to destroy everything in its path. The pathetic Muggles would pay for opposing him.

Or so he thought. Suddenly an explosion blew off his hand and his wand. He stared at the stump in surprise, not understanding.

Beneath him on the ground lay the cursed fire snake. It continued to devour everything. But with the dark wizard not controlling it, it only moved in one direction. The survivors on the ground saw this and it didn't take long for them to look up at the sky and start shooting. When something brushed his arm, he didn't hesitate to apparate. A thousandth of a second after he disappeared, a pair of powerful bullets from two snipers passed through the place where his head had been. He would never know how close he was to dying.

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