Chapter 5 (HPUK)

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**Earth, HP-Universe.**

Everyone arrived in London... a London still ruined by the war. They were shocked, horrified, and in awe, while wondering who or what could have caused all of the damage.

"Where are we?" Johnny asked.

"London... or the ruins of it, anyway," Harry replied. "This is where they started trying to purge magic first."

"What happened?" Sonya asked in horror.

"They dissected my sweet five-year old great grand-daughter to understand magic and devise 'cures' and counters for it. The government and military were first on the chopping block followed by the zealots and all those who refused too let magicals live in peace." Harry replied. "Brace yourself, everyone. Britain wasn't the only nation devastated. All governments wanted magical super soldiers, numerous religions wanted us gone, and many others just wanted magical solutions to almost every problem they had and they refused to believe that magic couldn't solve them all."

"Believe it or not, I once fought people who wanted to eradicate non-magicals and put them in prison," Harry said. "Seeing my innocent great grand-daughter dissected was the last in a long line of pushes... I killed the entire royal family, the army, navy, and air force; pretty much the entire government. I was beyond reason and beyond considering mercy for our tormentors."

"That really isn't an excuse, Harry," Liu Kang said nervously.

"I was made an orphan at age one, abused throughout childhood, had numerous attempts on my life while I was still a child, lost my last chance at a father figure, watched my friends die in a war before I was even nineteen years old, and then someone tried to dose me with Love Potions and make me their personal sex slave and bank... this slowly chipped away at my sanity, goodness, mercy, and my restraint against solving problems permanently... my innocent grand-daughter dying and the persecution against magical kind and the imminent genocide caused me to just purge most of the non-magicals from existence for the permanent solution and make our sub-species dominant once more."

They were distracted by the sound of apparition... they were surrounded by dozens of Aurors.

"Identify yourselves!" An Auror ordered.

"Lord Hadrian Potter-Emrys-le Fay," Harry replied. "You're all dismissed!"

"Ha! Harry Potter died years ago!" The idiot replied.

"Clearly not," Harry replied mockingly, showing off his Lordship rings. "Off you go now. I have things to do and I've already met my idiocy quota for the week." Harry conjured up a storm with plenty of lightning as a warning.

"You just threatened the police, didn't you?" Sonya asked in clear disapproval.

"It's illegal to detain me anyway and none of you are magical... they wouldn't be too fond of you," Harry replied. "We should hit up a military base or two before heading to my castle for the night."

Sonya nodded in agreement and Harry teleported them all to the nearest one.

"This is really clean," Johnny commented, looking around at the base.

"Stasis spells... thought I might need the technology someday. I didn't, but I did experiment some. I have a really nice private jet that I've never even used." Harry replied.

"Oh, dude. You've gotta show me it." Johnny said, eager to see a futuristic luxury jet.

"It's loosely based on a design by Mercedes-Benz and Lufthansa... travels at a cruising speed of mach 4. It's awesome."

It took the Special Forces five hours to empty out that base of military hardware and technology and it was almost nightfall by then.

"I'll take us to my castle for the night. It's wards are as close to invincible as possible and you can all sleep soundly there and my servants can see to it that you're all taken care of." Harry said and the reactions varied from being thrilled, surprised, or confused.

"How do you still have servants employed from another world?" Liu Kang asked.

"They're members of a symbiotic race that require magic to exist... in short their link to me feeds them my magic and keeps them alive for centuries. It will seem like slavery, but without magic they essentially slowly die of starvation and thirst at the same time and finally die a month or two after having the bond broken." Everyone nodded, correctly assuming that Harry was being honest, but still wanting to verify his words.

When Harry's guests arrived at Castle le Fay, they were amazed at its size that was, unknown to them all, comparable to that of Hogwarts, and had elaborate grounds that surpassed any palace of sovereign rulers of nations. It was, as intended by Morgan le Fay and Harry who modernized it, fit for royalty, and no expense was spared.

"How rich are you dude?" Johnny asked.

"I was a multi-billionaire before looting several nations treasuries and I had it in rare metals, gems, art, rare objects, and an immense collection of hoarded knowledge. Basically if it was valuable, then I wanted it." Harry replied.

They entered the Entrance Hall and were awed by the tasteful decorations...

"Who are the babes?" Johnny asked, pointing at the currently still pictures of Fleur, Daphne, and Padma.

"My deceased wives," Harry replied, annoyed. Harry had deactivated them to properly heal from their deaths.

Harry had his house-elves help them get settled in and escort them around.

They were shown the movie theater, indoor pool, sauna, gym, great hall, library, their bedrooms and were informed of the internet access to the now archived internet. Johnny tried looking at porn and was informed that porn wasn't preserved and the wards broadcasted what Johnny had tried doing to everyone.

"Did you prank me?" Johnny asked in humiliation.

"No. That was in place to warn me of my misbehaving children. Porn is for losers who can't get laid or make their own. But people can still have sex without me knowing though. I just liked annoying my perv children."

"So I still have a chance with Sonya," Johnny commented.

"If you'd give a relationship with her a chance then you would get there in time," Harry advised. "She can see your intentions from a mile away, kid."

Johnny waved the advice away. "Where can I find some good movies to copy?"

"Internet, type Transcript wiki," Harry replied. Harry also suggested a few low budget and high grossing films for him. "Searching for low budget and high grossing films should help... print off whatever you need but you might want to read criticism too and modify scripts as needed." Johnny nodded and went off to research.

"This is a very nice castle," Kitana complimented nervously, not sure about Harry anymore. Harry had killed a lot humans... possibly billions.

"Don't be afraid, Kitana. I have no quarrel with you or Edenia." Harry said in understanding. "And thank you."

"Did my mother know that you had royal ancestors and were nobility when she propositioned you?" Kitana asked.

"No, my titles aren't relevant in another universe... she just wanted a skilled lover and that was all," Harry replied.

"She offered to make you her consort," Kitana pointed out. That was a marriage.

"Yes, but purely for my sexual prowess rather than out of any love for me," Harry returned. "Your mother and I can have as much sex as we like without that... I only marry for love."

Kitana just let the subject drop, not liking talking about her mothers sex life.

Everyone would have a wonderful feast prepared by the house-elves and they would loudly talk and bond, reminding Harry of his youth at Hogwarts. Harry would join them, refusing to sit on his throne and look down upon them all.

**Two hours later...**

Things were winding down and many had retired early to their rooms to relax, sleep, read, or bathe, but Harry was hanging out with Sonya, Johnny, Skarlet, Kitana, and Jade. That was quickly by a loud gong sound from the wards.

"What was that?" Sonya asked.

"Someone attacking the wards to get my attention..." Harry replied distractedly, causing some concern. "Don't worry. It's nowhere near enough to even weaken them by half a percent. Probably some family who wants to confirm my existence. I'll be right back." Harry apparated away.

Harry arrived just inside the wards where the attack was... and it was his eldest son, James, who stupidly used a Philosopher's Stone due to his prideful over-reliance on alchemy, a skill that he mastered with great distinction. Due to that, James both was and looked extremely old.

"Father," James said in shock.

"Hello, son," Harry said. Harry keyed James back into the wards and then apparated them into the Great Hall.

"Who's Father Time?" Johnny asked, getting a glare from Harry and James.

"My eldest son, James," Harry replied. Harry introduced everyone as they realized just how old Harry truly was by looking at his son. James was noticeably frigid in his greetings, disdaining all non-magicals for what they did too his grand-daughter.

Harry and James soon left the Great Hall, with James being quite angry, and Harry apologizing to his friends.

"Why do you have those damn monkeys at the dinner table?!" James asked loudly, with several people hearing him.

Unknown to Harry or James, Sonya, Skarlet, Johnny, Kitana, Liu Kang, and Jade all followed them quietly in case it devolved into a fight.

"They're from another world and innocent of any crimes that the non-magicals committed here. They're also my friends and guests and you will not insult them in my presence." Harry warned coldly.

"*Why* are they here?" James asked.

"Their Earth is targeted for alien invasion and I brought them here to salvage advanced technology to defend the world with. I've been involved for decades and the technology they gain here will save billions of lives."

"Why even bother? You could return here and live a life of peace and hedonism!"

"I'm needed there and I've already made a huge difference. It helps me feel like I'm slowly atoning for my actions." Harry said, annoyed by his sons disdain for non-magicals and selfishness.

"This again?" James asked in disgust for his fathers apparent weakness. "Muggles started the war and you ended it and their threat forever! Never again will those filthy animals dare cross us! They *deserved* to be *cleansed!*"

"I spared some who I sensed wouldn't continue spreading a hatred of magic or other counter-productive beliefs. Children had their memories modified or removed. They were reminded of our strength and shown mercy." Harry had never tried assigning the blame upon James; James begged and Harry caved in. Harry was the murderer.

"You should have killed them all! Every single one of them! Their children too! I had to *beg you* to avenge our losses; you only wanted to kill those directly involved with no collateral damage and it went too slowly. You demanded surrender but you weren't causing enough death and destruction to force one." James spat.

"I'd hoped that punishing the guilty parties would get the point across and that it would help you over your obsessive hatred of non-magicals," Harry replied, angering James. "Your hatred of those involved was more than justified, but the innocents deserved mercy. Their governments ordered it, religions supported it, and the ignorant hounded us, but millions of people were fully neutral and no matter what you demanded I refused to harm them."

"Why didn't you leave behind your Emrys and le Fay Lordships to me?" James asked, having held a grudge over that for decades. "I could have defended our people if we were attacked."

"Or you could have acted on your hatred and used arcane battle magic to commit genocide," Harry pointed out. "You remind me too much of myself, son. You inherited my cunning, ruthlessness, strategic ability, my intellect, and even the power level that I had when you were conceived. You have little interest in the better parts of human nature. I never found a member of my family that I could trust with such power."

"You'll never trust me with it?" James asked, discreetly withdrawing his wand. Harry was well aware of his sons intentions and his drawing of his wand, and Harry was heartbroken by his sons patricidal desires.

"No," Harry replied, knowing what was coming and discreetly securing the room from entry.

"Avada Kedavra!" James spat in hatred.

Harry didn't defend himself, he didn't redirect the spell, or even dodge... Harry just let it hit... to zero effect.

"H-how?" James asked in shock. "That would kill immortals using the Elixir of Life, horcruxes, blood magic, or any other known method."

Harry was grateful that he had always kept the secret to his immortality to himself.

Harry disarmed James, restrained him, and began stripping him of much of his magical strength while also letting his friends in. James was soon left a mere wizard rather than an Archmage and was cursed so that his power could grow no further. James was blocked from entering the wards and he had all knowledge of House le Fay or House Emrys' properties removed from his mind.

Harry banished his son moments later.

"I thought you were going to kill him for a second," Johnny commented in relief.

Harry gave Johnny an offended look. "I banned him from entering any of my remaining properties under pain of death and I stripped him of most of his power and all knowledge of my properties."

Harry decided to retire for the night.

The Special Forces would acquire thousands of tanks, aircraft, fire arms, body armor, tech, hand-held nuclear devices, ships, experimental weaponry, nukes, and other weaponry and kombat aids. When asked by Johnny how he countered nuclear weapons, Harry simply Vanished them and explained. "I willed them out of existence... it's a fairly common skill." Johnny thought that was awesome.

They all encountered the surviving magical population of France, America, Germany, Russia, Ireland, and many others while looting the mundane bases that Harry had previously placed under stasis. Most of whom were proud of Harry's defense of them and his defeating the enemy. They learned that millions of non-magicals still lived and that there was peace between the two groups.

"Why don't we loot the wealth of nations while we're here?" Johnny suggested.

"I already did," Harry replied to their shock. "I'm immortal and I needed a rainy day fund, but I left a lot of wealth for the intact magical nations to expand as a small act of mercy."

"Why do you need that much wealth?" Liu Kang asked.

"Well when my wives died I went on a drunken bender where I spent absurd amounts of money and then wrecked a few cars, puked on artist masterpieces, and then burned one of my houses to the ground with the cars and artwork inside to cover up my drunken stupidity while still drunk. The point is I do stupid stuff drunk and need emergency wealth set aside for a theoretically infinite lifespan... and since I can't possess truly infinite wealth I just hoard as much as I can."

"Dude, you could pay off America's debt and still have a lot left over," Johnny commented in awe.

"That would be a terrible investment on my part. It's on the same path as the America in this world; ruined due to its massive debts, political and financial incompetence, impracticality, and massive corruption. Your America will likely be ruined before 2030 if there isn't a massive and permanent reform very soon." Harry replied, shocking all of the American's there. "Just start learning to speak Spanish and French in case."

They continued their salvaging for a few more days before finally deciding to leave.

"The equipment we acquired here will make the Special Forces the dominant military faction," Sonya said, pleased to oversee this project.

"Until the US disperses tech to other branches of the military, close allies, or uses the advanced tech as a bribe or gift," Harry pointed out, ruining Sonya's good mood. "Sorry, but those are all real possibilities. All you can do is hope that they leverage the advanced designs for debt forgiveness or money."

"Don't you need to say goodbye to your family?" Kitana asked, unsure of how close Harry was to them. Kitana was also curious about his closeness to his family.

"Goodbyes are awkward and I let them go when I left this universe... and the ones that I was close to have opted to finally die and let the younger generation take over," Harry replied.

"How many descendants do you have anyway?" Jade asked.

"Hundreds," Harry replied in amusement. "I was a huge fan of orgies with Veela."

"I just wish that Veela liked non-magical men," Johnny said in jealousy. Those Veela were freaking sexy!

"Since you've clearly moved on from Sonya, maybe I should pursue her..." Harry discreetly winked at Sonya, who smirked at Harry's teasing. Harry was very lucky that Skarlet didn't mind sharing him.

"You'd just cheat on me."

"*Only* with your approval and then it technically wouldn't be cheating. You're free to join in, but I'm known for leaving women exhausted, drenched in sweat and cum, and sexually satisfied on levels that they didn't even know existed." Harry said, annoying Johnny. What was worse that Sonya was actually considering it to see if Harry lived up to all the hype.

"I haven't moved on from Sonya and she hasn't accepted any of my attempts to date her," Johnny said, ending Sonya's train of thought.

"If it helps, Sonya, then Johnny will grow up some and you'd be a great influence on him. I was a genuine nightmare in my twenties... killed an entire family, I put four Auror strike teams in a hospital, I threatened a government, and then got married to multiple women and still had orgies on the side with their blessing. You just need to train Johnny into good boyfriend or husband material."

"I'm not a dog!" Johnny said.

"No, but you do need training to avoid getting castrated by Sonya for saying the wrong thing," Harry said. "Trust me. I've been threatened with castration over one-hundred times to my face and I've mastered the art of pissing people off to the highest level. And you're really good at annoying people, so you do need all that training." Harry patted Johnny on the head in mockery, but Johnny swatted it away in irritation. "I'm just messing with you kid."

"Everything is ready to go," Sonya said, after a soldier reported to her.

"And everyone went to potty before we leave?" Harry asked jokingly, getting a glare from Sonya and several of the soldiers. "You'd think soldiers would have better senses of humor."

"Not when you treat them like children," Sonya quipped.

"Fine, but if they soil their undies then I'm not responsible. Some people do pee a little when traveling through a portal, that's why I wanted everyone to use the bathroom before we left from the alternate Earth last time." A few soldiers looked a little embarrassed, having clearly peed a little on their last trip.

"Can we go?" Sonya asked impatiently.

"Yes. Just tell me when you're ready." Harry said, teasing her at this point.

"I'm ready to go..." Sonya said in irritation, not liking the teasing.

Harry smirked and opened a portal for them all, with everyone quickly entering.

They all arrived back at the Special Forces base, having suffered no casualties and with large amounts of technology stored away in containers.

"How'd it go?" Jax asked them minutes later in his office.

"Johnny got rejected by dozens of women," Harry replied, amusing Jax and annoying Sonya.

Sonya gave her report and Jax was pleased with the new weapons in their arsenal, the new tech for their support staff and medics, and the many other beneficial objects they had acquired.

"So you grounded your son for attempted murder?" Jax asked in amusement.

"And took away most of his power and permanently limited it. Hard to give up on your children, Jax. I hope that he'll mature from this."

"Could any of them come here and start some shit?" Jax asked.

"No. That requires levels of power far beyond what most of my bloodline, one of the strongest that there is, is capable of. It also requires advanced knowledge in several areas of physics and knowledge of where you are going, which requires immense power and mastery of scrying. Our society has largely regressed in the sciences and Divination is dismissed as being largely inaccurate, which is correct. I had to enhance my own power with rituals to survive a trip here and I've never trusted anyone else with the knowledge of those rituals. In short, it's next to impossible for them to travel here."

Jax and Sonya were both satisfied by Harry's informative answer.

"Can these weapons designs be replicated at present time?" Jax asked

"Of course. And America can probably create more jobs in the process. The factories and logistics just need to be set up and then you'll be good to go. If you have any questions then you can contact me and I'll do my best to aid you." Harry replied. "That includes kombat situations too."

"We'll consider it. It shouldn't be a problem given your experience in kombat and centuries of experience. Or the fact that you've liberated several realms and had the foresight to counter possible enemy strategies ahead of time and forged alliances for us." Jax said.

"Yeah... I know I'm amazing, but thank you for reminding me anyway," Harry said, amusing Jax and Sonya. "If neither of you need me for anything then I'm gonna go home and see how some investments have played out while I was gone."

They promised to call if they did and Harry left to say goodbye to the others...

Johnny wanted an actual conversation though.

"I'm gonna re-write parts of Mr. & Mrs. Smith and fund it with my own money. Should make me way richer and get me away from all those annoying producers and studio execs." Johnny said.

"Yeah, I've met a few," Harry replied in distaste. "They were all greedy assholes who think far too highly of themselves. Play it right and you can be done with them for good."

"That's the goal. If you want to invest or take credit for the score or something, let me know." Johnny said, getting to the point. Johnny couldn't figure out a way to cover up the source of the score. Getting funding wouldn't hurt either. Johnny couldn't quite pony up a hundred million on his own.

"No thanks. Just claim that you have people for that. I can create an alias that will stand up to scrutiny and you can divert money for the score there and have hidden money off-shore. Having a trusted score guy and diverting money into the alias will keep your source secret. Rewriting a script is one thing, but I refuse to take credit for something not mine."

"Actually, contact me and tell me what kind of funding you need," Harry said, having picked up on Johnny's inability to fund the movie on his own. Harry would keep his profit margins small out of kindness though. He was extremely wealthy and had made several great investments that made any concerns about money truly unnecessary.

"About fifty mil, give or take," Johnny replied nervously, and Harry simply waved the concern away.

"How does 1% in profit adjusted for inflation sound?"

"Like you're being very generous," Johnny quipped.

"You must really want me to accept a 1% return if you're resorting to flattery, but very well," Harry replied. "I will accept a measly 1% return on my investment adjusted for inflation." Harry forced Johnny to shake his hand to seal the deal. "Okay, done deal. Have your people send me the paperwork to sign and I'll write you a check."

"Thanks, Harry," Johnny replied, seeing what Harry was doing for him.

"No problem, kid," Harry replied. "Just don't become another train wreck celebrity and I'll consider it a wise investment."

"No promises," Johnny replied jokingly.

Harry departed the Special Forces base with Skarlet, returning to his home.