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...Patched with the Fox [Harry Potter Druid Core SI OC fic, Starting as Kids]

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vggooi said:
I remember reading a similar druid HP fanfic, it was quite good Master Druid in Hogwarts
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That's not remotely the same premise, nor is it in any way related to my story at all. If you want to advertise your stories, don't do it so blatantly in my thread, that's disrespectful. Also, the story you posted according to the comments, is a shitty Chinese translation, which shows me how little you think of my work, and how you didn't actually bother to read my fic at all.

Seriously dude, what the hell.
 
Love the story, the best part is that magic is more then just swinging a stick and shouting broken latin. Personally I would chose a cat spirit, I love cats and I love being like a cat
 
Lunos said:
Love the story, the best part is that magic is more then just swinging a stick and shouting broken latin. Personally I would chose a cat spirit, I love cats and I love being like a cat
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I hate to break it to you, but the cat spirit would look upon you with disdain (as cats do) and move along.
Frankly it's a miracle (and plot armor) that the fox spirits were prankful and cooperative enough to go along with the MC and Harry here. Maybe it's cause they're canines (EDIT: canine-adjacent)?
 
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I hate to break it to you, but the cat spirit would look upon you with disdain (as cats do) and move along.
Frankly it's a miracle (and plot armor) that the fox spirits were prankful and cooperative enough to go along with the MC and Harry here. Maybe it's cause they're canines?
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As cats, specific house cats are pack animals, that is a wrong assumption. Cats are very affectionate. Also these are also spirits as such there is a chance to bribe them
 
naturaljunior said:
I feel like fox boy and Luna will be best friends
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Indeed. We just need to be able to keep this story funded until we get to her if you want to see that.

Lunos said:
Love the story, the best part is that magic is more then just swinging a stick and shouting broken latin. Personally I would chose a cat spirit, I love cats and I love being like a cat
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We had fun writing it too. We will be doing more as soon as I can convince Alphabet that he can do so tbh. He's very slow.

SB0D said:
I hate to break it to you, but the cat spirit would look upon you with disdain (as cats do) and move along.
Frankly it's a miracle (and plot armor) that the fox spirits were prankful and cooperative enough to go along with the MC and Harry here. Maybe it's cause they're canines?
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Depends on the cat spirit. And Foxes are Vulpine, not Canine. Most foxes would be insulted the moment you referred to them as a dog. In fact, good luck getting a fox spirit on your side with that attitude lol.

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As cats, specific house cats are pack animals, that is a wrong assumption. Cats are very affectionate. Also these are also spirits as such there is a chance to bribe them
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Cats are very cute. They like scritches and pets. The reason people think they look at you with disdain is because cats are ableist usually, and basically treat us like big cats that are going deaf and particularly disabled. It's why some of them are friendlier than others.
 
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As Harry slowly opened his eyes, he still felt like he was lying on a bed of clouds. Was he still dreaming? Was yesterday even real?

Harry rubbed his eyes to wake himself up a bit more. He then pinched himself. It hurt. It hurt a lot, in fact. Was he still dreaming? He was still lying on clouds, he felt like.

Looking around the room, it very much wasn't the cupboard under the stairs Harry was used to. For one, it was lit up by windows. The walls were clean and wallpapered, and his bed was... probably the clouds he felt. In that it was way comfier than his normal bed.

Hearing footsteps approaching, Harry sat up, his eyes glued to the door. Then, someone knocked on the door.

"Harry? Are you awake?" Mrs. Baker asked from behind the closed door.

"Um! I am, Mrs. Baker!" Harry quickly replied.

The door opened, Mrs. Baker walking in. "Good morning, Harry. How are you feeling?" she asked with a smile. "Did you sleep well? Yesterday did seem like it was a lot for you."

It was. With his birthday, and the Dursleys, and the... wait. Harry turned around to check for a– oh, so the tail was real, and that meant everything else also was–

"There's breakfast waiting for you downstairs. Don't be afraid to take your time getting dressed," Mrs. Baker said, before walking out and closing the door behind her.

Harry jumped out of bed. As kind as they seemed, he really didn't want to keep the Bakers waiting. They had done so much for him already, that he didn't want to waste their time or become a burden on them. Searching around for his clothes, he found them on a chair nearby.

He rushed down the stairs after having spent too long messing with his pants, as his new tail kept getting in the way. As he entered the kitchen, he was met with the most delicious smell he'd ever smelled.

Sat at the table was John, along with Mr. and Mrs. Baker. Next to John was an empty seat, with a plate loaded with food. Beans, delicious bacon, meaty sausages, fried eggs, even some mushrooms on the side. Was all of that... for him?

"Oh, good morning, Harry!" Mr. Baker cheerfully waved. "Come on, get yourself some breakfast. We've left that plate for you. Don't let it get cold!"

It... Harry could only stare at it in shock. He could not possibly eat all of that! But he also didn't want to seem ungrateful, and it was just so much, and—

"Come on Harry! It's really good!" John grinned. "You won't even notice how much you're eating until you're already going back for seconds, trust me."

"O-okay," Harry replied, still a little shaken.

Sitting down at the table, he smelled the food and it was even better up close. Harry remembered the Dursleys eating something like this. Was this what they were eating while he was given stale bread and cheese, and maybe an apple?

He took a bite out of the bite out of the bacon and oooo it was so good! The sausage was somehow even better.

At some point Harry blinked and... oh, there was nothing left. When did that happen?

"Quite good, eh Harry? There's still enough that you can get seconds," Mr. Baker said with a slight chuckle.

Harry looked back at the kitchen and... well, he already felt full, but he didn't want to seem ungrateful, so...

"If you're full, then don't worry too much about it," Mr. Baker reassured. "I'll just wrap up any leftovers remaining and take it with me to work."

"Oh! U-um. Thanks for the breakfast, Mr. and Mrs. Baker!" Harry beamed. It was the best breakfast he'd had ever!

Picking up his plate, he'd gone to collect Mrs. Baker's, only for her to gently push his hand away.

"Oh, it's nice that you want to help out, but how about I deal with the washing up, hmm?" Mrs. Baker smiled. "If you want to help out, maybe you can help dry the dishes once I've washed them?"

They... didn't want him to...? Do all the work...??

Picking up a towel, he stood next to Mrs. Baker, ready to begin drying the dishes. She passed him the washed dishes and he dried them as fast as he could, before stacking them as carefully as he could on the drying rack. He didn't want to make the Bakers angry by breaking their dishes!

After the washing up was done, Mrs. Baker washed her hands and then smiled. "You didn't have to help, but you did a good job anyway," she said, patting him on the head. "Now, how about you and John go ahead and play in the backyard for a bit, hm?"

"Yay!" John grinned, grabbing Harry's hand. "Let's go plant something fun in the garden!"

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Albus was quite pleased that morning, having woken up on exactly the side of the bed one should wake up on for a days work as the Headmaster of Hogwarts, never mind all the other nonsense titles he had acquired over the years. He even had on a nice pair of knitted woolen socks, which felt just right to crinkle his toes in.

In fact, his day was going so well that it was suspicious. Which meant something had likely gone terribly wrong somewhere.

And that was why, when his magical artifacts showing the state of a young charge of his violently exploded into movement, he was quite sure something had caused him grave danger. Yet he paused, hesitating for some reason, as Fawkes trilled softly, and relaxed himself.

Those weren't the Danger alarms. No. Those were alarms stating just how much magic had occurred in the area.

Which could mean only one thing… Harry had discovered his magic, and was partying.

Of course that would be the case. His family was a kind, loving one from what he had heard, so of course they'd want to celebrate the discovery of magic.

So he let them rest and have their fun, and went out the very next day to check up on them. After all, with such strong magical abilities, it was clear that he would be a promising young student. Besides that, it was about time he checked in on the boy, and saw how he was shaping up.

Of course, it was simple to apparate to Little Whinging, Surrey, but he elected to take the Knight Bus for once. He did oh so miss the Hot Chocolate they served, and it was only polite of him to stop off at a nice muggle candy shop on the way.

He was practically Harry's grandfather after all, with how close he was to James and Lily through the Order. It was only natural that he offer some sweets when he arrived.

With all that said, however, he soon noticed that Harry was not where Albus Dumbledore thought he was. In fact, he very much was in the wrong house, as this was the house that belonged to the Bakers.

He knew of them because the Ministry had caught onto the son's use of Druidic Magic rather early on, and had been a major part of making sure nobody saw anything that was happening to the Baker house as strange. Especially when the boy was clearly just doing his best to hold an aging building together with plant life.

It had even worked remarkably well, even if the muggles didn't consider it up to code, so he had purchased it himself so he could study the methods used. After all, such things could be incredibly useful for his own magical studies, he figured. And it was always fun to learn new things.

Alas, he was lost in his own thoughts for too long. So he knocked on the door with a smile, a letter in hand for young Harry, and sweets in the other for him and his friend.

When the door opened, he was greeted by a young woman, with a happy look about her. It seemed she had some magical blood in her as well, as he remembered being there at her Mother's last birthday party. Such a shame that the poor dear wasn't born with the ability to use magic herself, as she would have made a wonderful witch.

"Oh, hello... wait, Mr. Dumbledore, is that you?" young Stacy Baker asked. "It is you, you lovable coot! Oh, come on in, come on in!"

"Thank you, Mrs. Baker," Dumbledore smiled brightly, walking in with treats and goodies for the family and placing them on the table nearby while he spoke with her. "I must say, it is quite a lovely new house you've gotten for yourself here. I trust that the family has settled in nicely?"

"Oh, yes, we've settled in nicely. Rather quiet suburb, which the family and I quite appreciate," she replied. "John's even got a friend over right now. They're playing the backyard for now."

"Oh, Albus, nice of you to stop by," Jim Baker said as he descended from the stairs. "What's the occasion? Just a friendly visit?"

"Unfortunately no," Albus smiled. "I had come to check up on a youthful charge of mine — young Harry Potter — who I am nominally responsible for in the magical side of things at least. As well as to remind you to please party responsibly. A large buildup of magic such as that can be seen and felt across the continent, after all."

The two young adults looked at one another, as if communicating silently amongst one another. If he hadn't already known that they were both non-magical, he'd have thought they were actively communicating through thoughts. After a short moment, they turned back to face him.

"...We will take that under advisement," Jim said in a careful tone.

"Of course!" Albus waved towards the candy and drinks. "But please, help yourselves. I brought a selection of magical and muggle candies for all of you. It would be a shame if they all went to waste."

He looked through the back window briefly, and saw that Harry was doing quite well, if with slightly more appendages than he was used to seeing on a wizard. Turning back, he smiled. "I assume Harry is doing well? I haven't heard anything from the Dursleys or dear old Arabella about him in quite some time, and I've been growing worried that something had happened to him."

"...Huh. Doesn't surprise me, to be honest," Jim stated. "Last time I saw the Dursleys, they didn't seem to be the most... personable people around."

"Don't be so diplomatic, Jim. Oh, the things they said to Harry last night! Just dreadful people," Stacy frowned. "It's a good thing Harry's now staying with us instead. He's a lovely child that doesn't deserve people calling him a 'freak' or anything else demeaning."

Ah. This was… Decidedly not good. If it was true… Well…

"Might I ask for a copy of your memory of the encounter?" Dumbledore asked. "It may be best if I take the time to properly view it myself when I return, for the sake of legality. Not that I don't trust the two of you myself, as long time family friends, but in the case that I may have to bring the topic to the Ministry and have the Dursleys investigated for improper childcare, I would like to be able to more clearly present my findings."

The two blinked, looked at one another once more, then nodded.

"Yeah sure, go ahead," Jim agreed.

"Thank you, this will take but a moment," Dumbledore withdrew his want and gently placed it near Jim's temple. "Please, relax your mind and think of the incident as it happened. Hold it freshly for me, so I may copy it intact."

"Oooookay," Jim replied skeptically.

Once the memory was clear, Albus withdrew a copy, and stuck it into a freshly transfigured glass vial once it was separated. Of course, he would most certainly need to go over this soon.

"You'll have to excuse me, I must ensure I act while the memory is still fresh. I apologize for the confusion, and this may be presumptuous of me, but might I ask you to look after Harrly long-term if what I fear is true?" Albus asked, a serious and slightly sad expression on his face.

"Oh, don't worry too much about that. The Dursleys clearly said they didn't want him around anymore, and we've already decided to take care of him ourselves," Stacy replied. "Honestly, those people shouldn't have had him in the first place."

"At the time, they were the only viable option we had," Dumbledore admitted. "And all the other options we could have tried were much worse, especially as the Dursleys are indeed his blood relations."

He sighed. "I will be off. I shall return when a decision has been made, to help settle accounts and ensure you are properly reimbursed for your care of the boy. I hope your day is wonderful and full of delightful fun."

With that, he left.

"Ah, so this was the terrible thing that had gone wrong."

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TheLetter_A: Aaaand that's another chapter finished! A wonderful morning for Harry, as he gets to experience the average Bri'ish household, and a rather interesting morning for dear Albus Dumbledore.

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VividLearner744 said:
Ah so doubledoor didn't know what was happening in this world. Kinda refreshing after pretty much every other fanfic I've read had him do it intentionally.
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Well, we ruled that doing things the usual fanfic way was boring, and that Dumbledore was a man with many responsibilities that may or may not be autistic, and may get tunnel vision from time to time. As expected of an old and powerful wizard, he does indeed make mistakes, and has done so repeatedly in the past, all of which he regrets deeply.

Heavenly Mark said:
This is kinda refreshing honestly
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Thanks! Alphabet and I did our best to portray him in the way we thought made the most sense. Because honestly, the fanfiction doesn't.

Blankmask said:
Dumbledore: Essentially a good guy, is in fact capable of dropping the ball.
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Yes indeed!

He may be a wizard, but he's only human after all.

BoofusRufus said:
Looking forward to fox hijinks in hogwarts! Maybe Jim and harry could turn the undercroft into their clubhouse of sorts? Home base for building their crazy stuff or doing more spirit animal rituals.
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People will need to put cash in our wallets to extend the story if they want to see things going on in Hogwarts,
unfortunately. Both of our wallets. Otherwise we might not have enough words for much beyond the sorting ceremony, if even that.

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Yeah, 'greater good' mastermind Dumbledore got old decades ago.
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Yeah, we both realize that. That's why we bring you Autistic Dumbledore! He really likes knitted woolen socks. They have *just* the right texture, you know?
 
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Dumbledore just suffering from the Tism tangents and focus. Combined with age.... Forgetting to check up on a kid that's not his own direct responsibility as a parent suddenly makes a lot more sense..
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Indeed. And in this case, he has been checking in by asking how Harry was doing. Not his fault the Dursleys lied to him.
 
Of all the characters, Dumbledore is the most fun to rewrite, and yet somehow, when most people do, it's always for the worse.

Canon Dumbledore is a man trying very hard to be a good person and failing anyway because of a very ingrained bad habit from his troubled youth.

Remove just a few of the purposeful bad things, and you get what Dumbledore appeared to be in book one - a whimsical old man who does good and occasionally makes horrible mistakes.
 
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Of all the characters, Dumbledore is the most fun to rewrite, and yet somehow, when most people do, it's always for the worse.

Canon Dumbledore is a man trying very hard to be a good person and failing anyway because of a very ingrained bad habit from his troubled youth.

Remove just a few of the purposeful bad things, and you get what Dumbledore appeared to be in book one - a whimsical old man who does good and occasionally makes horrible mistakes.
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Yup. A Whimsical old man who just really likes knitted socks. And lemon drops. And other muggle candies. And his phoenix. And Magic. And who is extraordinarily gay. And who is exceedingly brilliant. And so many other things that point to him either having a lot of really strong weed in that pipe of his, or make it seem like he's autistically hyper-focusing on certain things to the detriment of all others, soooooo.

I used to write him as just being under the effect of magical weed later in life after the fall of Voldemort, and a little senile, but in this one, we went the autism angle, because TheLetter_A had such a brainwave about it that it convinced me perfectly. Dumbledore is Autisitc.
 
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Autism is pretty accurate for... well, I'd imagine a lot of wizards that delve deeply into magic.

Autism in general comes from, at the core, a changed brain structure, that creates a different way of thinking. This obviously comes in a wide variation of actual symptoms, which is why diagnosis has been historically terrible. (For example, I was told as a child that I categorically couldn't have autism because I wasn't violent.)

This can be hereditary, or caused by early brain trauma that gets naturally worked around. For another example, an extremely common thing that doesn't work in many people with autism is a lack of "mirror cells" - that stuff in children that lets them mimic their parents/others with immediate understanding instead of working out exactly how each motion works, logistically. Mine were missing, and it took a long time to do certain simple things, like smile.

Magic is varied, often devoid of logic, or has a logic all its own. Most ordinary wizards learn things useful to their lives. Truly great wizards that learn new magic or delve into its mysteries learn to think in very strange ways.

As someone with autism, the nonsensical ways of wizards was incredibly familiar to my way of thinking, not even Dumbledore specifically. But I assumed the intention was that magic made everyone a bit odd because nonsense was, in fact, common sense.
 
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Autism is pretty accurate for... well, I'd imagine a lot of wizards that delve deeply into magic.

Autism in general comes from, at the core, a changed brain structure, that creates a different way of thinking. This obviously comes in a wide variation of actual symptoms, which is why diagnosis has been historically terrible. (For example, I was told as a child that I categorically couldn't have autism because I wasn't violent.)

This can be hereditary, or caused by early brain trauma that gets naturally worked around. For another example, an extremely common thing that doesn't work in many people with autism is a lack of "mirror cells" - that stuff in children that lets them mimic their parents/others with immediate understanding instead of working out exactly how each motion works, logistically. Mine were missing, and it took a long time to do certain simple things, like smile.

Magic is varied, often devoid of logic, or has a logic all its own. Most ordinary wizards learn things useful to their lives. Truly great wizards that learn new magic or delve into its mysteries learn to think in very strange ways.

As someone with autism, the nonsensical ways of wizards was incredibly familiar to my way of thinking, not even Dumbledore specifically. But I assumed the intention was that magic made everyone a bit odd because nonsense was, in fact, common sense.
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Dumbledore is quite a bit extra in the books. I recommend giving them another read, if you have, because the conclusion we came to as authors is scary accurate.

Also, most of the other wizards don't strike me as autists. Petty, yes. Sociopathic or Psychotic, and potentially Schizophrenic, definitely. Most likely on a combination of drugs, combined with extreme inbreeding causing various extreme quirks.

And also just JK Rowling's poor writing skills. But if you take it seriously, and ignore the myriad flaws in the writing, I'd say Dumbledore is the poster child for autism, specifically, for this series.
 
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Dumbledore is quite a bit extra in the books. I recommend giving them another read, if you have, because the conclusion we came to as authors is scary accurate.

Also, most of the other wizards don't strike me as autists. Petty, yes. Sociopathic or Psychotic, and potentially Schizophrenic, definitely. Most likely on a combination of drugs, combined with extreme inbreeding causing various extreme quirks.

And also just JK Rowling's poor writing skills. But if you take it seriously, and ignore the myriad flaws in the writing, I'd say Dumbledore is the poster child for autism, specifically, for this series.
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You are right, yes. Though I have found most HP wizards, while not being autistic, to be very disappointing in general, magic-wise. And the witches and wizards that actually did seem impressive (and weren't dark wizards, who are a different kind of strange) all seemed on the spectrum to me.

Also bad writing got in the way, too. The most annoying of which being characters' personalities being changed for plot convenience and the world building being consistently terrible whenever it's something actually serious instead of whimsical.
 
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You are right, yes. Though I have found most HP wizards, while not being autistic, to be very disappointing in general, magic-wise. And the witches and wizards that actually did seem impressive (and weren't dark wizards, who are a different kind of strange) all seemed on the spectrum to me.

Also bad writing got in the way, too. The most annoying of which being characters' personalities being changed for plot convenience and the world building being consistently terrible whenever it's something actually serious instead of whimsical.
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Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbldore was many things. Chief Mugwump. Headmaster of Hogwarts. Head of the Supreme Court of Wizards. Even a hero of the World Wars, some might say.

He may have been getting old, his bones weary and his flesh weak, but in his old age, he had some fight left in him. And while he was no longer as physically imposing as his younger years, he had yet to lose his wit.

Suffice to say, when he knocked on the Dursley's door, and was met face to face with an illegal firearm, he was quick to cast a small transfiguration on the gun that would cause it to violently explode in Mr. Vernon Dursley's face if he were to pull the trigger. After all, such threats should not be taken lightly.

"Mr. Dursley, are you aware why I am here?" Dumbledore asked kindly, waiting for the man to dig his own grave, or perhaps, prove that it was all a simple mistake.

Alas, he didn't have to wait long for the man to violently explode into a rage, as though he was a petulant child that had been denied a particularly shiny toy.

"How dare you come here, after dropping that demon child on our doorstep!" Vernon began, as though he had not met with Dumbledore multiple times to ensure he received the money he required for Harry's wellbeing.

Though what a new car had to do with Harry growing up right, he still had not idea. But the man was very convincing when he wanted to be.

"I assure you, Harry Potter is no demon," Dumbledore sighed. "Furthermore, you are his only living relatives. Have you no compassion for your own family?"

"Serves them right being dead," Vernon spat. "And if you don't bloody leave, you'll be a mess in the doorway yourself."

"I wouldn't try that if I were you," Dumbledore warned.

"Or what? You'll cast a spell on me?" Vernon growled. "I think not, freak!"

He pointed the gun center mass, and pulled the trigger. Dumbledore winced at the sound and sight of the man blowing his arm off so pointlessly in an attempt to murder someone for simply having magic.

He cast a few spells to stop the man from bleeding out, and then called for a healer on the spot with a patronus. He didn't want the man to die, even if he was proving to be a bit of a pig. Vernon still had to answer for his crimes after all.

"I did warn you," Dumbledore sighed. "But not to worry. You won't even lose an arm forever. Just sit tight while the healers come to have a look at you, with their potent healing magic."

Vernon passed out on the spot.

As soon as the healers and the Aurors arrived, he informed them of what happened, and moved on to his next task: informing the goblins of the Dursley's breach of contract.

They took contracts very seriously. And they took the raising of children even more so.

Why, goblin caretakers were some of the best in the world, provided you could afford their services. Your child would grow up to be the most well-adjusted individual they could possibly ever become.

Pity the Wizarding world had made it near impossible for them to gain employment by a wizard in that regard. It would have led to some truly breathtaking individuals entering Hogwarts.

However, what was done was done, and he was left holding the pieces. Perhaps once he was finished, they might be willing to send someone to check in on Harry once a month? For his piece of mind.

It wasn't like Dumbledore was exactly hurting for cash himself, with so many jobs. It would be nice to spend it on someone who was effectively legally his grandson in all but name.

At least the Bakers were good people. He knew and trusted them with Harry. In fact, he would trust them with his most precious artifacts, if they had the magic to understand them.

Alas, he was getting too old for this. So he apparated away to Gringotts, and made his way to the teller line where he could meet his personal banker.

Griphook was a fine goblin, and would surely be just as vicious to the Dursleys for their breach in contract and mistreatment of Harry as he would be himself in his position. Suffice to say, the Dursleys were in for a rough time of it.

In fact, as he approached the banker, Griphook nodded to him in greeting. He of course, nodded in return.

They had a sort of mutual respect for one another as warriors, and he was quite fond of Griphook's book about the banker trials he had made for the Wizarding world. Most of it was surely embellished, but that simply made it better when you had the experience required to read through the lines and tell that while exaggerated, it really was quite the exciting affair, and things were quite literally cut-throat for them as a business.

"Griphook," he said, holding out his signet for verification.

The goblin checked it, and chuckled. "Dumbledore."

"I have need to discuss a more… private manner," he explained.

"Understood," Griphook closed his teller. "Come with me."

He followed down a winding set of hallways, enchanted with some rather fascinating magics, before coming to a stop with him at the banker's office. The goblin opened it, and walked inside, gesturing for Dumbledore to follow.

When he arrived in front of the desk, Griphook pointed to a chair. "Sit," he said, and Albus did so.

Then, the doors closed, and privacy wards activated.

"What can I do for you today, Dumbledore," the Golbin asked.

"It seems the Dursleys have breached their contract, which was to take care of one Harry Potter, and have been spending money from the Potter Accounts without the intent to use to care for the boy," Dumbledore mentioned. "I came as soon as I could confirm this, as I felt you might like to know."

Griphook raised his eyebrows. "Indeed. If such is the case, then great debts are owed," Griphook smirked. "And many penalties, that must be paid."

"Indeed," Dumbledore nodded.

"Very well, we will look into this," Griphook grinned. "And if what you say is correct, we will be wiling to pursue them of our own accord."

"Very well," Dumbledore nodded.

"Is that everything?" Griphook asked, waving at the desk a little.

"I believe the Baker family will be taking care of Harry Potter from now on," Dumbledore spoke. "Old friends of my family, who I trust and who I believe will do right by him."

"Then let's discuss this matter, shall we?" Griphook smiled.

"Yes, lets."

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Rolling in to park in the driveway with his Austin Mini Cooper, Jim stopped and stared at Mr. Dumbledore, who was mid-knock on the door.

Albus turned to look at him, holding up a letter, and various writing implements for them in a carry case. "Oh! Mr. Baker. Perfect timing. I have an update on the situation for you," he claimed with a smile. "Might I, perhaps, have a moment of your time? It won't take long."

Well, they never said he wasn't a polite man. "Of course, Albus. Come on in," he said, opening the door to let him through.

Albus stepped through, cleaning his shoes with magic before he stepped inside, though they were already quite clean. With a moment of thought, the man walked to the table and placed the writing implements down, before handing him the letter.

"By all accounts, you were right. And not only were you right, but I was so incredibly wrong for trusting that familial bonds would result in Harry being raised well and with love, despite a few factors that were just recently brought to my attention…"

Albus looked tired. He had clearly been running around, trying to put things right for the boy, and felt intimately the weight of what his actions had caused.

"I had checked in with the Dursleys once every Christmas and Birthday, over the telephone. Even had Mrs. Figg keep an eye on him for me. It seems, however, that it was not enough. And that despite my best attempts, I had failed the boy," he admitted. "However, within that letter, you will find that you may sign to become his legal guardian in the magical and muggle world. And that you will, if you so choose, be entitled to a stipend purely for the sake of raising young Harry. Something I trust that unlike the Dursleys, you will not abuse for the sake of your own personal wealth, as you are far too honest and kind a man for that."

Well then. That was... a lot to go through.

"Before we sign anything, mind if I ask exactly how that stipend works?" Jim asked. "Where is the money coming from?"

"Why the Potter Estate, of course," Dumbledore explained. "His family was a rather wealthy family, almost enough so to be considered nobles in their own right. Though much as the Wizarding Houses liked to act as though they were such, Nobility has not actively been practiced nor recognized among British Wizards since the last two Wizarding Wars."

Jim thought for a moment. The big important part of it was that at the end of the day, the stipend came from Harry's money. Which gave him an idea.

"Instead of a stipend, I have a separate idea," Jim said. "We are well-off enough to not need the money. Instead, why not just leave it as a form of trust fund for Harry to access when he's older? Stacy told me about the whole Hogwarts thing, so perhaps a fund to help him navigate the Magical World when he turns 11, and then he can fully access his estate when he reaches the age of majority. How does that sound?"

Dumbledore smiled, a little twinkle in his eye. "Of course! I can be added to his current trust vault if that is what you choose. Would just need you to pen a separate letter for such in your own words as well, in that case," he passed Jim all the tools needed to do so. "It's necessary for you to use this set for magical purposes, to ensure that it wasn't coerced by me, and that you signed of your own will. Please do so at your leisure, and feel free to keep anything not used."

He placed a few coins on the table. "When you are ready, hold the letter out the window, and place these coins in the pouch of the owl before tying off the letter to its legs." He paused. "Don't worry, they're well trained."

"Huh. Rather efficient," Jim remarked. "They'll just know to grab the letter, right?"

"Indeed!" Dumbledore smiled. "The only prerequisite is to have your home registered for owl mail after all, or your person. Of course, I have taken the liberty of registering all of your family, and your home. That means you can receive and send letters anywhere in the world."

"I see!" Jim blinked. "Well, we'll sign the paperwork as soon as we can and get all of this business sorted. I assume that's all you're here for?"

"Unfortunately yes," Dumbledore nodded. "But I'll be there for the Christmas party, so I can meet Harry properly then." He turned and waved, "Until next time!"

"It's been a pleasure," Jim waved. "Have a good evening!"

Right... let's see what we have here... wait no, he should probably change and get dinner first. Jim wondered what Stacy had prepared...

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TheLetter_A: Aaaand that's another chapter done! Aaand either Word is completely borked or the document is haunted, because there's so much shit that popped up in regards to formatting the chapter. I might move to a different word processor at this point.

Kitsu: Racks Slide, "Document's Haunted."

TheLetter_A: I wish it fucking wasn't. I was legit about to s— what do you mean changes couldn't be saved properly. Microsoft. Stop fucking vibe-coding your word processor and fucking fix it already.

Kitsu: Indeed. And now, the moment a few of you actually ask for from time to time…

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I'm very happy with how Dumbledore is being portrayed here. In the original pitch, it was unknown how... Fanon Duumbly would be.
 
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