*Allen's POV*
Being a kid has its advantages and disadvantages. One of the advantages is the clear lack of worries like paying bills, cooking, doing tax returns, things that would otherwise be my responsibility. However, not everything is peaceful and fun; when you want to jump off a building because you think you're Superman, that's when you realize your freedom is extrely limited.
Jokes aside, many tis you can't even go outside without supervision. You might wonder why I don't turn back to my normal age for that, well, Artoria is teaching right now, so it would be weird for to be seen in two places at once. With magic, I can co up with so explanation if soone sees , but it's still suspicious.
I'm rambling... but I have a good excuse.
I am inside a bathroom with Minerva McGonagall, if she were the nice middle-aged woman we all know I would have no problem with her, but this Minerva is a gorgeous woman who has curves where she should and is very sexy, in a mature way.
How did I get here?
Well, the Weasley twins are two... interesting individuals. Despite Fred Weasley receiving such a strong punishnt last ti, he decided to try his luck again with another prank.
In the middle of the Great Hall, the pair of brothers placed a stink bomb as a gift for the Slytherin table, but before installing it, they placed it on the Gryffindor table, coincidentally where Harry, Ron, and I were sitting... the foolish Ron thought it was a gift and opened it out of curiosity.
The explosion alerted everyone present, and there were screams due to the stench. Harry, Ron, and I were covered in a horrible sll; Ron and Harry fled in panic.
As for , I was mature and remained calm despite my situation, although I can assure you that my eyes were dead, as always. My adorable Chat laughed at with jokes and s that beca worldwide trends.
I decided to end the stream for today...
Professor McGonagall had seen everything and pitied , then she took to her private bathroom... wait, what?!
I don't know how it happened, but out of nowhere, I was in a bathroom about to take a bath. 2B, who was flying in a chibi version, expressed her dissatisfaction.
"Master, just give the signal, and I'll end that perverted woman..."
"No need, 2B..."
"Hahaha, it's funny how you manage to get into trouble and awkward situations without doing anything," Rebecca giggled as she floated around .
"Mr. Walker, is sothing wrong?" Minerva saw confused. Okay, seeing her expression, she didn't have those gooey eyes that other won have when they see , which reassures that she only sees as just another student.
...
I decided to accept the situation and let her help get rid of this unpleasant sll, but during the bath, her words made uncomfortable.
"Allen, is your father still married to your mother?" Minerva asked as she washed my hair.
"Technically, yes..." I replied, sticking to the story I had invented for the Walker family.
2B was upset at Minerva's ulterior motives, she materialized her katana, although she still looked cute in her chibi version.
Minerva seed to get a bit down hearing that I'm still married to Wednesday (within the lore), but then she composed herself. "I understand, and your mother... is she still in touch... no, forget what I said."
Minerva didn't finish her words, perhaps realizing it was a delicate subject, which it was indeed...
The magical world is complicated; I knew they would never accept a foreign family so easily, so I took extre asures to secure a place in this world quickly.
*End of POV*
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*Flashback*
For ten years after Voldemort's downfall, there was soone who took center stage.
The last ten years were filled with scandalous headlines.
[New wizard breaks Hogwarts standards and graduates in three years]
[Genius Hogwarts graduate under suspicion of cheating. Albus Dumbledore puts his reputation on the line to endorse Allen Walker's abilities]
[Allen Walker graduates from Auror Academy in one year and becos the youngest Auror]
[On his first day, Allen Walker captures five Death Eaters]
[The Walker family establishes a potion-selling business]
[Rumors of illegal potion sales to Muggles, the magical Walker family under suspicion]
[Allen Walker interrupts Gringotts robbery by defeating thirty dark wizards]
[Dentor on the loose, a dentor without apparent reason leaves its post and starts attacking wizards at random, Allen Walker literally captures it and drags it to Azkaban]
[Dangerous dragon smuggling ring abolished in one night by Allen Walker]
[The mysterious man's wife, Wednesday Walker, demonstrates her power by effortlessly defeating half a dozen Aurors who entered her business for investigation, she claims she thought they were dark wizards.]
[Allen Walker sets a historical record with over six hundred dark wizards captured in three years.]
[Allen Walker the strongest Auror in history]
[Allen and Wednesday Walker's son is born... a reward is declared for the baby]
[Allen Walker annihilates illegal bounty hunter guild]
...
The initial plan worked well; Wednesday had started an illegal potion business. It was explicitly forbidden to sell potions to Muggles, but she did it.
There was no risk because Muggles couldn't brew potions since it requires a minimum of magic in the process.
Additionally, she didn't sell dangerous potions like Polyjuice Potion or Love Potion. However, potions capable of curing diseases, nding broken bones, and improving appearance, even Liquid Luck potion, beca an addiction for all Muggles.
You might wonder what benefit she would achieve apart from being rich in Muggle society. In a world where magic takes precedence, it's equivalent to being a king in a garbage dump, at least until technology advances enough to pose a threat to wizards.
The reason is simple, the system... Allen's system is designed to change according to the user's needs.
Allen decided to invest in sothing very useful, a resource converter. It cost him almost fifty fragnts, but it was worth it.
With it, he could exchange resources and even coins.
Wednesday used the money and gold earned from Muggles and converted them into magical resources to create potions and of course into Galleons.
With this, the Walker family amassed a fortune over several years. Wednesday acquired a dragon farm, beca an investor in the professional Quidditch league, and developed her brand of enchanted clothing; in the latter, Wednesday cheated and took advantage of MJ, gan, Emma W, and Emma Frost's help to revolutionize fashion among witches of the current era.
While Allen beca a monster opening everyone's eyes, Wednesday beca rich and influential in the magical world.
All of this made many people angry, and one day it all exploded when Lucius Malfoy was arrested.
This caused outrage among pure-blood magical families, to the point that they used their influence to condemn Allen to a magical trial.
The Ministry of Magic itself was filled with people who hated Allen Walker, so under many suspicions and irregularities, Allen Walker was brought to trial.
...
Amid a crowd of important witches and wizards, including the Minister of Magic and Albus Dumbledore himself, Allen stepped onto the podium to be questioned about his actions.
There's a phrase that describes this very easily, Heroes in war are loved, but in peaceti, they are criminals.
Unlike Wednesday, Allen had not committed any cri that he couldn't justify. Arresting a Death Eater was nothing wrong, but Allen did it knowing that Lucius Malfoy had negotiated his freedom in exchange for information.
"Mr. Walker disobeyed the Ministry by trapping and imprisoning a protected witness," Cornelius Fudge said.
Allen smiled, "Minister, with all due respect, Lucius's list of Death Eaters is useless... half of them were already in Azkaban before, and the other half died during their encounters with and my team."
Whispers arose; many tis Allen was so effective that he captured Death Eaters before the Ministry even realized.
"That's not the point, Mr. Walker! You disobey orders all the ti; you're a magical law enforcent agent, if you don't follow protocols, you're no different from a criminal in uniform!"
Many wizards and witches agreed with this. Magical laws exist to protect the magical society. The tis when wizards and witches could lock themselves away in forests to perform human experints or profane rituals are behind us.
Cornelius stood up from his chair with an angry face. "Even Muggles have laws, how can we act like savages?!"
Allen frowned, seeing how the trial was biased by the Ministry itself; he really held back in speaking, but at this point, he had no respect for the current Ministry.
"Heh," Allen replied with a shrug. "It's curious how you paint yourselves as saints when the Ministry itself is full of garbage!"
"Allen Walker, how dare you insinuate that the Ministry, the highest institution in the magical world, is tainted?!" Minister Fudge shouted.
Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge. He was kind but naive and easily influenced. He was known for his optimism and his desire to maintain the positive image of the Ministry of Magic when everyone knew that there was corruption in the ministry.
Seeing this, Albus Dumbledore wanted to intervene and prevent Allen from being sent to Azkaban, but it seed like it was too late.
Faced with the inevitable verdict, there were faces full of frustration at the injustice, like Alia Bones, who had been supporting Allen since he saved her.
Locking up a wizard of Dumbledore's caliber? Simply for not following orders and arresting a Death Eater? It made no sense. Even if they released Lucius Malfoy, no one would want to associate with a Death Eater. Sacrificing such a valuable wizard made no sense. But even with all that Allen did, many people were happy and satisfied with this result, they hated Allen and his family.
So people thought differently, they were neither for Allen nor against him. Is Allen valuable? Yes, but at what cost? Allen Walker, seen from another point of view, is a bomb. How long will it be until he disagrees with the Ministry's verdict and decides to assault Azkaban, or suddenly decides that he doesn't like the way the current magical world is governed?
Alia bit her lip, knowing that everyone would choose to sacrifice a wizard of this caliber to maintain the status quo because the reality is that there can only be one Albus Dumbledore; having two breaks the balance between the Ministry and independent wizards.
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Cornelius Fudge turned to Allen, who had remained silent. The young man's face showed no fear or weakness, just peace like a lake in the tranquility of a valley.
This made Cornelius nervous; he was a Minister for peace, a man who could manage a magical world, without conflict. However, there was sothing in the air as if sothing was approaching.
It seed like the world began to lose color subtly; Allen, amidst the stares, began to look around with a furrowed brow. For a mont, they thought he was going to threaten or curse soone, but far from it, he seed to be looking for sothing.
Allen's eyes landed for a mont on Albus as if warning him. Dumbledore raised his guard and also felt that sothing was not right.
"It's a bit chilly..." said Allen.
...
It was in an instant...
Hundreds of chains erged from the ground and bound the witches and wizards in place, preventing them from grabbing their wands. Albus Dumbledore murmured a spell and freed himself from the chains, but imdiately he was frozen up to his mouth.
For a mont, there was silence as witches and wizards tried to understand who and how it was done.
The answer ca quickly; a dark portal, like a black hole, opened in front of the chained Allen.
From it, a beautiful lady dressed in black with skin as white as moonlight erged. She walked calmly as if she were at a funeral.
Allen's gaze was one of true surprise; he didn't understand why Wednesday would do this. Of course, his first assumption was that Wednesday ca to set him free, but he didn't need any of that.
"ALLEN WALKER, WHAT DOES THIS AN?!"
Cornelius, trapped by chains, was the first to react with anger; how could he not, everyone present knew who the young woman in front of Allen was.
"Wednesday..." Allen murmured, trying to understand Wednesday's actions.
"I told you so, honey..." Wednesday replied with a cold voice but a warm look towards Allen. She seed like the incarnation of the night at this mont, with dark shadows enveloping her like an aura.
"Allen, you know well that you are a monster to them..." Wednesday said with a slight smile, hiding her annoyance at everyone.
"Wednesday Walker, YOU'RE VIOLATING A LEGITIMATE MAGICAL TRIAL!"
Upon Cornelius's words, Wednesday gave him a cold, deathly stare, as if she saw him as a walking corpse. Cornelius Fudge, being the Minister of Magic, had the right to demand respect, even from Dumbledore, but there was an exception, and it was Voldemort; just rembering his existence filled him with terror.
On this day, Cornelius felt fear for a second person...
"You're very loud..."
A shadow passed by Cornelius's right. He felt as if sothing touched his arm, and upon looking, he realized that his arm had disappeared.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHGGGGG!!"
Cornelius's piercing scream shocked everyone; an attack on the Minister of Magic without any fear.
Everyone witnessed sothing terrifying; at Wednesday's feet was a kind of monster with many eyes and a large mouth.
"I suggest you keep quiet, Minister. I'm talking to my husband and unlike him... I am not polite to those I dislike," Wednesday said, her gaze piercing through Cornelius, making him quiet.
"Darling, how long do you plan to allow these people to think they can use you and then throw you away?" Wednesday smiled coldly at the crowd, extending her hand towards Allen and taking his cheeks between her fingers. She smiled and leaned closer to his face. "We've had to flee once; we won't do it twice. With your power and mine, we must dominate the magical world..."
People swallowed nervously; they were witnessing what amounted to a proposal for a coup d'état. The wizards felt fear. The fear they had of Allen Walker was becoming a reality.
On one side was his wife, on the other was the magical world condemning and sending him to Azkaban. Even a blind person could see that he would choose his wife.
Dumbledore had planned to wait and see, but feeling that the situation was wrong, he broke the ice around him and prepared to attack Wednesday.
"Don't move, old man..." Esdeath said with a wild grin, putting her sword to Dumbledore's throat. She stood to his right.
"I can see why they call him the strongest magician... he broke free from my chains as if they were nothing, even without his wand, and then from your ice without even being able to cast spells." Makima appeared on his left.
Both won gave Dumbledore a sense of danger; it would be hard for him to defeat one alone, let alone both at the sa ti. Dumbledore looked on Wednesday.
"I had no idea what the Walker family was hiding..."
The trial was interrupted, and a danger not seen since Voldemort's existence appeared again.
Is the new dark lord about to be born? if so, will it be Allen Walker or Wednesday Walker?
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A/N: The next Chapter will be complicated...
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