I Might be a Fake Wizard

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The remaining eight people were accomplished combatants who not only managed to dodge Harry's onslaughts but also blocked some of them. They had sacrificed people to remain alive this far, though, and yet still suffered from injuries that would kill them if left untreated.

Ignoring the seven adults, Harry cast a silent Stupefy on Draco and summoned his unconscious body. Harry threw Draco's body to Dumbledore and let the headmaster take care of his student. Lucius scowled at the scene but didn't say anything. He was too busy thinking his way out of the feud to care about such a mundane thing.

"Lord Peverell, let us discuss the unwarranted feud between us," Lucius began, putting on a polite smile. "I will give you all of my property assets, including my stakes at the Magical and the Muggle companies if you the feud between us."

"Why should I, Lucius? I can get everything you have if I kill you," Harry laughed.

"Maybe, because you may not know my entire wealth. I can assure you Gringotts also doesn't know, so you should think about it," Lucius said triumphantly. Even if Harry won, if he couldn't locate Lucius' wealth, he wouldn't be able to get his hands on it.

"Oh, is that so?"

Harry, however, was unfazed. He looked Lucius in the eyes and breached Lucius' mind with Legilimency. Lucius instantly knew when his mind was attacked but couldn't do anything. Lucius could only scream inwardly as Harry strolled in his mind. Unmatched Occlumency and Legilimency were gifts other than Kowalski that Harry got upon waking up in this world.

"Now, I don't need you anymore, Lucius. What else can you offer?" Harry spoke when he finished his business.

Lucius shivered as he looked at Harry in despair. He didn't sign up for this. He had followed Voldemort because he was sure of Voldemort's domination. He had aided the Lestrange also because he was sure of their victory. If he had known he would be walking to his death, he wouldn't have participated in this madness.

"I… I can…"

"Avada Kedavra!"

Lucius' stuttering was interrupted by Rabastan's sneak attack. Harry calmly stepped aside, letting the curse pass him, and countered with a silent Reducto. The curse hit Rabastan in his chest, reducing his upper half to smithereens. Blood splashed on everyone's faces but Harry's and those who stood behind him.

"Not very sneaky, isn't he?"

"Lord Peverell, I will tell you where the Dark Lord is and aid you against him!" Lucius manically shouted after watching the display.

"Traitor!" Rodolphus and his fellow Death Eaters howled.

"Shut up! I am not crazy like the lot of you!"

Watching the internal discord, Harry remarked, "Interesting." He made a summoning motion with his finger and Bella walked up to his side, presenting him a box. He took the box and opened it. "As you can see, this box contains healing potions that my dearest Lily concocted. Take these potions and duel me. If you manage to land a hit on me once, I shall exclude you exclusively from the Blood Feud."

Harry tapped the box with his wand, causing the phials inside to fly out of it. The seven people madly scrambled for them. The smart ones summoned the phials and the smarter ones snatched the phials from the former. It was an amusing chaotic farce to watch. They didn't even consider Harry tricking them into drinking poison. Fortunately for them, Harry wasn't.

When the potions were drunk, the eight people came before Harry. Out of the seven, only three managed to drink them. Lucius wasn't among the three. Accompanying Rodolphus were Lord Nott and Lord Crabbe. Lucius didn't think he needed to win the duel to win Harry over.

"Well, who would like to go first?"

"Lord Peverell, may I?" Lucius stepped forward.

"Well, prepare your wand, Lucius," Harry drawled.

"About my proposition, My Lord!"

"Your proposition?" Harry quirked an eyebrow.

"Yes, yes!"

"Right. Then, why don't you survive one exchange with me? I need to know how much help you can provide."

Lucius' eyes lit up. Already sure of his survival, he thought about plans to take Harry down. Lucius cast as many protective charms as he could on him. He surrounded himself with a shield, expecting a powerful Bombarda or Reducto that Harry loved to use.

"Pestis Incendium!"

Therefore, when the accursed Fiendfyre came his way taking the form of a dragon, Lucius couldn't react. His eyes widened in disbelief and terror. The fire broke through his shield and burned through his charms. His scream of terror only lasted a second as it was the only time Fiendfyre took to incinerate his being.

"Next match, shall we?" Harry declared nonchalantly, looking at the remaining six.

Rodolphus and his fellow potion drinkers attacked Harry at once. Harry batted all the curses and dodged a Killing Curse by a thin margin.

"Avada Kedavra!"

When Harry returned the spirit, Harry's aides bar Bella and Lily widened their eyes. Harry's enemies were also stunned, enough for one of them to get caught by the curse. Capitalizing on the enemy's state, Harry blew up the ground, transfigured the chunks to metal stakes, and sent them towards the remaining two duellers.

Rodolphus managed to block the stakes but Lord Crabbe fell. One of the stakes impaled his heart. Rodolphus decided it was time to retreat and forego his pride. Unfortunately for him, he couldn't do that. Harry laughed in amusement and it sounded demonic in Rodolphus' ears. The place had been Warded. Dumbledore had never stayed idle.

"You know what is funny, Lestrange?" Harry asked with a lazy smile. "I can just do this. Imperio! Blow your head up!"

Rodolphus' eyes widened before quickly glazing emptily. Rodolphus pointed his wand at his head and then cast Reducto. The bloody display caused the enemies and aides alike to flinch. Lily decided to step forward and hugged Harry. She couldn't watch him killing people any longer.

"Enough, Harry. You have won."

"…right. Did I scare you?"

Lily shook her head. Why would she be afraid of Harry?

"I don't want you to go down a dark path."

"Oh, right. I must have looked like a Dark Lord."

Harry's lighthearted chuckle made him sound like he enjoyed what he had been doing. The members of the Order of the Phoenix were uncomfortable but didn't say anything. Blood Feud was a killing event, after all. Even though Harry's method was quite distasteful, it was his right to kill the people.

"What are you going to do about them?" Bella asked quietly from the side, thinking about capturing the remaining four people.

"Azkaban won't contain them for long. Voldemort will find a way to break into it."

Harry waved his wand, severing their heads at once.

"They have to die."

The Blood Feud officially concluded. Harry's aides let go of the breath they had been holding; Lily and Bella were not excluded. Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath. It was tainted. The air was polluted by the smell of charred flesh and blood. The beautiful scenery was ruined by the charred and dug-up ground. Despite so, Harry carved every detail of the moment in his head. He had killed a lot of people but also avenged a lot of people. It was worth it.

"Let's return, shall we?"

Everyone gave Harry a silent nod as he turned to them. As soon as they returned to their meeting place using the Portkey, Harry gave everyone their pay. It was 6,000G each. It was over half a year's pay for an aspiring Auror. Nymphadora was so excited by the pay that she decided to forget what happened.

Dumbledore refused the pay. He said his aid was his retribution for what he had done to Harry. Harry didn't think it was enough but accepted the man's sincerity at face value. Remus looked like he wanted to say something but didn't say anything in the end. He said he would visit James before leaving.

When everyone had left, Harry, Lily, and Bella went to Gringotts to claim his spoils. Harry had told them to rest, but they didn't listen. Harry didn't want to contest them, so he brought them. Gringotts was crowded by journalists. They were blinded by the camera flashes as soon as they got there. Questions were thrown around, but Harry ignored them.

Harry had a lot to sign, so he spent a long time at Gringotts. The Goblins were glad to help him and his company, providing them with their utmost service. The world went abuzz. The news of Harry's triumph had circulated even before any article was published. The journalists went to the battlefield to cover the Aurors' investigation and speculated how the battle had unfolded.

Harry knew he would cause a commotion but didn't care about it. He was busy laughing inside at the amount of money he received. He decided Blood Feud was the most profitable business. He wondered if there would be any idiots who dared challenge him.

"What? You can't make it a business scheme?"

"It's once in a lifetime, Harry. Why do you think the Ministry hasn't banned it despite its bloody nature?"

"…"

"Because the Magic stops maniacs like you from throwing around feuds."

"Darn it!"

Lily and Bella vowed to do their best to shower Harry with as much love as they had. They couldn't afford to have a bloodthirsty warlord after a Dark Lord.