Of course, Sybil was wrong. Harry's plans weren't nearly that convoluted or elaborate. All he planned to do was study for his Owls, take them, passing as many as he could with marks as high as he could get and leave this place behind. He already knew he only needed his Owls to keep his magic and his wand rights. So all he wanted to do was get through this year, take them and then disappear somewhere off the British magical grid. And as soon as he was sixteen file for his emancipation so he couldn't be forced back here or anywhere else by anyone. No matter what their reasoning for doing so was.
To him, the people had shown themselves completely satisfied with their world and the way it was run. Yes, they wanted him to kill the current accepted Dark Lord for them but they refused to admit who the true Dark Lord in their lives actually was. They showed no inclination to prevent the rising of another to take the place of the one they thought to be the source of their problems, either. In fact, with their fervor to find excuses by which to let his followers walk away when they were caught in the act of breaking the current laws, the people showed a complete willingness to continue the status quo as it was. And so long as that was the case, there would always be someone rising up to the status of Dark Lord.
Harry just knew if he survived the taking down of today's Dark Lord, the people of this backwards little world would fully expect him to live his life on standby for the rising of the replacement Dark Lord. Whom they would also be expecting him to handle for them. All the while they'd be listening to and obeying the real Dark Lord who'd probably be the source of the replacement Dark Lord they currently feared. Just as he'd been the source of the current title holder. Because once upon a time Albus Dumbledore had been the mentor/teacher of Tom Marvolo Riddle. And it was Albus Dumbledore who had turned Tom down when he came to apply for the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts which in turn gave birth to Lord Voldemort. But just as the people didn't blame Albus now, they wouldn't blame him when the next contender for the title of Dark Lord arose from the ashes of this one.
There was also a good chance the sheeple would try to arrest him simply because he did what they couldn't. He, in his humble opinion, had sacrificed enough for their fears. He wouldn't sacrifice his life just because they were cowards. Nor would he sacrifice his inheritance for them. After this year, the goblins already had their orders of what to do to protect that for him and he knew they'd do it. They were too afraid of his Aunt not to.
You could say he was planning to get his vengeance but to understand the vengeance he planned to take, you had to first understand Harry and no one really did. He'd get his vengeance by walking away and letting them sink or swim in the mess they had made because they refused to moderate their leaders behavior and hold them accountable to the laws of the land.
Cornelius Fudge was the Minister and he used the office to do exactly what he wanted to do, introducing laws according to his whim and his whim was decided by whomever paid him the biggest bribe. He hired people to run departments they weren't qualified to run based on their bloodline or because someone with deep pockets wanted them in that position. Then he stood aside as those unqualified people threw out anyone in their new department who's bloodline didn't live up to their ideals. Never mind if the person they were discarding was the only person in the department who could actually do the job the department was designed to do. And if the person was replaced, which it wasn't a guarantee they would be, it'd always be by someone the new Department Head felt had a more suitable bloodline. Competency to do the stated job was never even a passing thought of the new boss.
Witness; allowing Delores Umbridge to take over as the Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor here at Hogwarts. She was highly unqualified to even be a teacher of a primary reading and writing class. Let alone a secondary educational institution classroom. She might work on the preschool level but definitely nothing higher. While she might be an able administrator and schedule coordinator, she certainly didn't have the qualifications of a teacher. Yet Cornelius had felt he needed someone he could trust here to inform him of everything the Headmaster said or did and no one was more devoted to him, Cornelius, than Madam Umbridge. So here she was. Teaching a class she had barely passed in her own fifth year. A class she hadn't qualified to study as a Newt student and therefore didn't have the required Newt to teach.
Amelia Bones was the Head of the DMLE. She functioned as the Courts Prosecutor but she wasn't really interested in serving justice. No, she was only interested in serving the Ministry. That meant she only insisted on cases going to court when someone told her it was necessary to prove their guilt or innocence. Nor, when a case was in doubt, did she insist on using the tools at her disposal to find out the full truth of the matter before allowing the court to render it's verdict. Which again often depended on who had the deepest pockets.
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