Harry Potter: The Witty Wizard

As she read through it her eyes widened in surprise. "That's―"

"That's what grants me the authority to do what I'm going to do," he said. "It's also what granted her the authority to get me out of Dumbledore's grasp - and she flat-out refused to do it. That's why I have no qualms about doing what I'm going to do.

"Besides, if I'm right, it's definitely the right thing to do for Neville. I just hope Andi or Sirius can find the right one. If she or he does, then my chances of accomplishing this will be almost guaranteed."

For the next few hours Harry stepped Hermione through the alliance and the role, as a Betrothed to the Lord of one of the two founding Houses, she had to play.

"But, the House of Potter is not part of the Black Alliance," he explained. "As current Heir Tertiary I know a little about it. But, most of what I knew was stripped from my mind by a similar privacy charm when Sirius named cousin Andi as Heir Presumptive and, again, when he named Dora as Heir Secondary not long afterwards.

"As a magical guardian to the Lord you're probably allowed to know an even smaller amount than I. But, I can't tell you; that's Sirius's job and you're going to have to speak to him about it. There's that privacy charm again. Understand?"

"Yes," she nodded. "It makes a lot of sense."

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After a break for lunch the two teens were trying to work out what to do next when a house elf popped in carrying a package.

Holding it out to Harry, he said, "This bees for you, Sir."

Indicating the dinette, Harry said, "You can put it on the table, thank you."

With a snap of its fingers of its other hand the little unknown elf popped the package right to where Harry wanted it.

"Don't touch it until I've scanned it all, Hermione," he told his betrothed.

"I won't," she agreed.

"Thank you," Harry told the elf after he turned his attention back to it. "Who are you and whose elf are you, anyway?"

"Benny be Benny," replied the elf. "Benny be proud to be servings House Tonksy."

"Very well," replied Harry. "Thank you for your service. You may go."

And the little elf disappeared with yet another snap of its fingers and flash of white light.

Harry cast what detection charms he knew over the package, with every one of them coming up clean. He was now aware the package did not contain a mind-altering charm or portkey component. It also didn't contain a poison or was dosed with an illicit potion.

As the house elf couldn't lie to him and it didn't appear to have been tricked by anyone else to give him the package, he used his wand to charm it open and slide the contents out.

They were, as expected, documents. The top one he immediately saw was written in Ted's hand.

Picking it up he read through it.

"It's from Ted," he muttered.

After all the usual falderal, the section of the body that was most important said...

~ # ~

Included are the details of the records held by the Ministry relating to the items you asked your godfather to research for you. A task he gave me to do.

I've also included the details from off the items from where you said they would likely be located on each device.

Further, I have included the same material on a fourth, similar, item.

~ # ~

After verifying the signature as Ted's, Harry knew the risk now associated with the documentation was so slim as to be virtually non-existent.

He quickly started to sort the information out. As he did he said, "Alright, Hermione. You can help me sort this lot out, if you like."

"What is all this?" she asked.

"Evidence to present in Sirius's case if the aurors press forward with charging him regarding his motorcycle," he replied.

"Oh, that," she said, understanding, before taking a closer look at the documentation she was sorting through. When she quickly realised what she was looking at she asked, "Wait... Is this about what I think it's about?" And tapped the document she was holding.

"Yep," he grinned.

"And there's a law against doing this?" she asked.

"Yep," he again replied.

"Well, it's no wonder you're confident you'll win the case!" she declared.

"Uh-hmm," he replied. " I now need you to pair the Ministry documents with the information Ted's managed to dig up on each. That way each is one section."

"From that, I need to make some telephone calls."

As the afternoon wore on, Harry used the White Pages telephone book to hunt down who he needed to talk to. He sat on a stool he'd pulled out from under the dinette side of the breakfast counter and 'let his fingers do the walking' while Hermione shuttled documents back and forth from the counter to the dinette table.

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