Fletcher had come back during that time and handed his employer the paperwork he ordered. The dark-haired teen had the petty thief do some more running for him in Diagon and Knockturn Alleys, getting the things he ran out of. He didn't want Kreacher to be in those places anymore, for fear the little guy would be hurt. Mundungus was more than happy to take up the errands, since it meant more money for him. He didn't care if Hydrus was the new big bad or not, as long as he got paid.
All in all, the planning going smoothly. The young man was hopeful that he could save all of his loved ones, if he could get the calculations correct and his story straight. Reams and reams of parchment littered the floor as he made plans and discarded them. Everything he read had different points of view, theory after theory was offered, but nothing was concrete.
One idea suggested that if he went back, this timeline would still move forward, but, the new timeline he would create would be a new start. Leaving him and the younger Harry in the new branch, this was what he was hoping for, since his revenge would be felt for years and the new branch would fresh.
Another theory implied that there wouldn't be a new timeline that he would merge with his younger self and change history. This would also work, if his pocketspace came with him, however, the adoption would be undone and he would return to being Harry Potter and have to go through his life again.
Yet another said that he couldn't go into the past of this reality. He had to go to a different one. This one he was unsure of, since everything he knew would be useless, like what the horcruxes were and where they were hidden. A new reality meant the people could be different, Voldemort might be the good guy and Dumbledore could be the evil one, too many possibilities. Hydrus hoped this wasn't the way.
More and more definitions popped up the more he researched and it was confusing to him, so he put those calculations aside, for now, and went back to his basic studies, which were coming along well. He had to make sure what he was doing before he did it. The last thing he wanted to do was go in blind.
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Only a month passed and with Mundungus as his source of information, Hydrus learned that there were still Muggle-borns, and poorer Half-bloods, begging in Diagon Alley. It seemed that the homeless shelter folded under the Pure-Bloods' demands. So the young immortal looked over his holdings and found three houses that were empty. He had Kreacher go and see if they were habitable. They were, so he visited them and set up the same magical electronics he had at Grimmauld Place; lights, outlets, and kitchen appliances (he had new rune arrays that worked better than Frostwell's for bigger items). He made sure they were furnished— nothing fancy, since this would be more of a halfway house and not a permanent residence. He stocked the pantries.
Hydrus then sent off letters to the contacts he had in foreign countries, like Fleur and Viktor, letting them know that he had homeless wizards and witches that needed help; he made sure to include what had and hadn't been done by the British Magical Government. He also sent a very polite business letter to the Prime Minister, Tony Blair, saying that there were repressed wizards that desired a new start.
He was going to do his best to get everyone who stood up for him out of the control of this country's Magical Ministry. Not like they had improved all that much, even with Kingsley in charge. New laws and such had to go through the Wizengamot, and those old bastards will never change their ways. Even with Death Eaters in Azkaban, the 'wise old men' were still stubborn corruptible bigots, who wanted to cling to tradition.
When that was complete he hired Fletcher to hand out notes to the homeless with enough non-magical money for bus or train fare. These missives said:
If you want shot of these ignorant people, come to one of the addresses listed below, directions are on the maps in the bus and train stations. Use the money for the ride. If one house is full go to the next on the list. You will have to share rooms to fit everyone. Please work together. Food and a place to rest are included. Destroy this note when you have it memorized, so that the Pure-bloods can't stop you. Be here within the next week, and I'll help you in any way I can.
Harry Potter
23 Lilyputten Way or 6 Starlight Road or 85 Contrary Street.
The week flew by with many letters and talks. The Prime Minister was very helpful, since he held a grudge against the British branch of the Magical Government for the way they waved off the deaths of the non-magicals as unimportant. Any help that had been offered the last two magical civil wars was ignored as useless. Needless to say Millicent Bagnold, Cornelius Fudge and Rufus Scrimgeour had made very bad impressions on the former PMs, who left records of their dealing with them. Pius Thicknesse never communicated with Muggles .
The current PM conceded that Kingsley tried to make an effort, but no matter how kind he was, you could tell he still felt Muggles should stay separate from wizards. So given the past dealings with his office, Blair made sure he knew that there were many charities that could help the Muggle-born get the education they needed to succeed in the non-magical world. He couldn't do anything about their magic, but he could help get started in a new life.
Fleur and Viktor had pleaded their case to their Ministries and France agreed that they could take a few dozen people who wanted to continue living in the magical world. The Bulgarians were reluctant, but since it was something that would hurt Britain's Magical Ministry, they decided to take a few of the homeless. This was a relief to him, since there were bound to be those who didn't want to live as non-magicals.
The ICW was also contacted and some open-minded countries were willing to open their doors to England's magical homeless. Their representatives would be coming a few days later to see who was left that required help. There were many countries that didn't want the beggars to come to them, fearing they would not be useful and would sponge off their governments.
Representatives from all three governments agreed to come to the houses Hydrus set up to talk to the people. He had used the Harry Potter name in his correspondence, but informed them that since he was in hiding Hydrus Black would be his spokesperson. On the day mentioned in the note, the new Black and the three men met on the lawn of the house on Lilyputten Way.
It was a big house, not overly large, but big enough that a few small families could bunk down for a while without mishap. They could see the people milling around through the windows and some were in the back yard.
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