Harry made his way to the decided bar, not the blind pig, as it wasn't the best place for talking about bypassing a law, which Harry was hoping to do with the help of Amelia. Thinking of her Harry couldn't come up with a reason why she was helping him; considering her post and reputation as head of the department of magical law enforcement.

"Maybe she is setting him up for the supposed crime," thought Harry, but discarded it soon. She has better things to do than setting up almost an unknown person, and maybe he got caught—it wasn't a big crime. He could go free after, at worst, a convicted crime and a large penalty. So what? He is rich and that much money would hurt him, thought Harry, while walking. Exclaimed Harry suddenly from his train of thought. How could he rephrase Malfoy? That damn chatterbox couldn't go without rubbing pure blood every third line and his generosity every second, while only first lines would change between which famous wizards or witches know him.

Harry shook his head to throw all those trashy thoughts. He made a note to not spend lots of time in the future with Malfoy, as they were together not more than half a day and he got infected with his hefty thoughts. He noted again to be a better person than him.

Amelia is just trying to help, and he shouldn't measure a gentleman's action with a villain's heart. Emm..gentlewomen..no..Lady, yes lady it is. Maybe they both are in a foreign country, and she thought he was in need thus extended her hand of help. Or maybe it was his charm that insisted her to help? Harry knew better so he denied it because she was a fully grown witch, and powerful if he adds, so his charm might not work on her, which was a passive ability of his. Then there was another question arise in his mind, what was the reason for her help if not his magic, which brings him back to where he stared.

He didn't get the answer he was looking for thus he stopped thinking about it and decided to act according to circumstance.

He reached the bar and walked to the left corner table. He made himself comfortable on the chair. The chair was charmed, so it was warm and comfortable. A waiter comes to take the order and he orders a house special mocktail. He found himself bored as he came a half hour earlier, so he looked around and saw the direct opposite on the right side few wizards were messing around merrily, While across him sat three wizards and two witches were talking. He found nothing interesting in the shop to pass the time.

He suddenly remembers that he needs to act as a young master. He started contemplating why he did decide to act like that in the first place and found that he wanted to draw a line between his Harry and Harvey form as it was important to hide his identity and his power.

Then again he thought about his early arrival, but he knew the answer. He couldn't stand his subordinate, Manager, as he kept talking, so he made an excuse and came early. Harry was about to surrender to fate because of his helplessness when he heard bell connected to door rang and looked in that direction, and saw the head of a woman with grey short hair-Amelia. Harry was pleasantly surprised to see her and waved his hand to call her. She was wearing Muggle clothes rather than witch clothes, which she wore perfectly unlike when he saw a few of them before who looked weird in decade-old fashion. Harry stood up when the wizards from the right whistle on her appearance, but before he could do anything she looked toward them, and with her penetrating gaze they got scared and sat still, not even daring to look at her anymore. She then walked toward Harry. He stood up to welcome her and draw her chair, where she sat gracefully.

"You are early not that We are complaining," exclaimed Harry.

"So do you," replied Amelia, " I was..uhmm..I was free so I came early."

Harry felt she was going to say something but changed it midway. Before Harry could think further, she changed the subject.

"We are going to meet my friend, Jennifer, who is Head of Department of International Magical Cooperation. If anyone can help, she is the only one as America has a different law than us which doesn't allow trade of any kind without permission. She can guide you on how to go around with this," said Amelia, while Harry listens carefully and nodding his head in understanding.

"Which will be thanks to you. We don't know what would have happened to Us if you haven't warned us about it," said Harry.

They exchanged pleasantries for a while and started talking about their country. They didn't notice when the waiter came to serve to drink both of them as they were deeply engaged in their talking. Suddenly, Owl came in flying straight to their table and was about to crash, but with quick hand work Amelia took out her wand and stopped the owl. It was unusual to get the letter, and it was definitely the first time for Harry. He was kind of excited, so he extended his hand to receive it.

"I think it is for me from MACUSA," explains Amelia, and she took it from owl's leg.

"Umm..I have to go..there is kind of emergency..I don't know much either as everything so vague..bottom line I had to go and check it out." said Amelia with embarrassment.

"Why don't you wait for Jennifer, and I will try to come back as soon as possible? Well, you will know it is her when you meet her, as she has brown wavy hair." She apologized and left in a hurry before Harry could reply or ask anything.

Harry was dazed and sat there without knowing what to do next. He was now alone and without any activity like before. He played with a straw in his glass. He heard the bell and saw the head of a witch. She looked inside, checked all the tables and stopped when she spotted Harry. Her eyes sparkled after looking for a moment she came out of the daze and looked back and shouted, which was something like all clear. Harry had a vague impression of her but couldn't remember who she was. She entered properly after shouting back, and many other witches entered one after another.

Harry saw all of them enter the bar, and it hit him. They were the witches from the blind pig, but not all of them as Harry only saw eight of them. He remembers to give fly kiss toward them. Then he remembers all the things happen—Owl, Amelia left, one of them came to check, all of them entered. He was sure it wasn't a coincidence when all of them walked toward them, while some of them were talking with a nearby friend and giggling, but all of them were looking at Harry. Although Harry did appreciate their beauty and charm, not the crazy eyes they had right then. He took the glass half filled with a mocktail and emptied it. He knew it was going to be a long evening or maybe night too, but with those crazy eyes, he wasn't sure if there would be morning too. He straightened his back and prepared himself for whatever may come. Although he was fully confident in his ability if things went that far, it was with a normal, sane woman and with only one at a time—not with what looked a little crazy, insane, and eight witches at that. He hoped Amelia could come back earlier, but he knew it might be impossible.

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A woman with—bright brown wavy hair which was combed in a lazy manner, and same color of matching pair of eyes bringing beauty to her, and without any makeup she still was in focus wherever she passed by, and beautiful purple rob with embroidery of gold thread was odd but it only brought beauty to her—was walking on side road. She was in deep thought while frowning a little.

Her name is Jennifer Jonker. Other than her unparalleled beauty and position as Head of Department at the young age of 25 years old, she was the granddaughter of Johannes Jonker, one of the four wandmakers who served in North America in the early 20th century. She learned to make a wand from a young age, but she didn't join the family business as she was fascinated with cultures of other countries, thus joining the ministry, and with her good work she was promoted as Head of Department. She has been asked many times by many wizards for a date, which she started to hate.

She was now going to the pub to meet the friend of Amelia. She just hopes that Amelia, her good friend, does not try to set a date in the name of asking for help. Jennifer remembers the time when Amelia asked her to meet her friend at that time Jennifer felt she was kind of desperate and sincere about helping thus she agreed to meet.

She just now hopes it isn't like last time when her friend asked for help and later it turned out to set up to agree with her for a date. She shook her head to throw away such thoughts. There were times when she had many pursuers, there were some until now, which lead to a lonely life instead as she had to constantly worry about declining them. She even stopped using beauty products as if that can make her less beautiful and stop them, but it backfired as her imperfection leads to more charm and which lead to more pursuers.

She thought how Amelia could be careless and said that she would know it is him when she meets. And what is with him having a beautiful green eye? Jennifer had her doubts about the meeting, but she still went albeit 10 minutes late as she was held by one of her pursuers.

Jennifer reached the door of the pub and pushed it. She heard the sound of the bell but couldn't see it. She thought it was a copy of muggle like the store but she didn't mind as she was rather curious about them.

She looked inside rather cautiously; she was afraid of finding decorations and roses. To her relief, there wasn't any such thing, but she could hear giggles of girls. She looked at people inside now and saw five people sitting near the door, and another bunch was sitting while looking at the other side, where Jennifer looked and found a few witches surrounding the man. They seemed to ask him a question while later was replying which caused those giggles. She still hasn't found Amelia and she was about to look somewhere, but she saw his eyes, and then she remembers Amelia's word about beautiful green eyes. She sighs unknowingly and thought come to her mind about how beautiful those eyes were. She was attracted to his eyes and started walking to him before she realized she was standing near their table. She was an experienced and knowledgeable witch due to her background, so she knew the reason for these girls attractions was his magic. It was warm, pure, and full of innocence, and without any compilation. She came out of her daze when the witch, which Jennifer could remember her as Zoe, asked him how he used that repair Spell so efficiently and perfectly.

Harry was flush with all these witches asking him some personal questions, and he was glad when he heard a normal question for the first time.

"It wasn't big deal. It is actually We broke things frequently, so using the same Spell, again and again, made Us proficient in that Spell," replied Harry with embarrassment.

"Then you have to help me with that Spell of yours too! You will, won't you?" She continued when she saw him nodding, "You see," she got closer to him, "It is my heart which some big baddie broke it," she pushed her chest in face of Harry in pretense while actually showing her natural elastic breast moving up and down due to her breathing. Harry was embarrassed by all the teasing as he was never teased like this. He thought it was kind of a normal question, but it turned out the same as others. He was lost at what reply as they had a laugh on his answer before, so he looked around and suddenly saw a witch standing near their table. He looked closely and saw her beautiful brown wavy hair, which was mentioned by Amelia. He desperately wanted help, so he stood up and went to greet her.

"You are finally here, Jennifer. We were waiting for you," exclaimed Harry, as if they had known each other for a long time. She might have noticed he needed help too, so she went along with him.

"So sorry for the wait. I was held back at work and thus the delay," replied Jennifer.

Harry looked back at a table full of witches," Ladies didn't We mentioned We were waiting for Our friend? It was her. Her name is Jennifer. You guys might know each other."

"Of course I know them. They are quite 'famous', Zoe," answered Jennifer, before Harry could introduce her, and she nodded her head toward them.

Harry felt that both parties knew each other, and wasn't on the best terms, so he spoke to break the awkward silence followed after her reply.

"Sorry, ladies we couldn't have more time to talk. Goodbye until we met again," said Harry, and ready to leave for another table, while thinking to never cross again with crazy witches, but Zoe stooped him.

"It is all right. We definitely will meet each other soon, and we were just leaving, so you can have your table back," replied Zoe, and other witches followed her as they knew better than to take a fight with Jennifer Jonker. They could make their move next time so they left silently, not before each of them came to shake hands with Harry, and a few of them took the liberty to kiss him on his cheeks.

Harry sighed with relief when all of them left the bar. He looked at the lady standing near him and invited her to sit down. He held her chair the same as he did with Amelia, and he took his seat. He called a waiter and ordered the same thing, while Jennifer did the same.

"We thank you for your earlier help. It was in quite a timely manner," expressed Harry his gratitude.

"It is all right. They are quite an infamous bunch. By the way, I am Jennifer," introduced Jennifer.

"Em, Our name is Harvey. We get it now what Amelia meant when she said brown wavy hair; they are really beautiful," complimented Harry.

She touched the curves of her hair and played with it. She smiled and replied, "Thank you! And I get what she meant by beautiful green eyes. They are enchanting. But it was careless of her part to not mention your sweet smile." She praised Harry while complaining about Amelia.

"Right you are. She was very vague about you too, but she was in a hurry as she got a letter from the owl and all," replied Harry.

"I guess you are right, but I reckon it was a false alarm. Zoe and her gang must have done that." expressed Jennifer her view.

"If it were them, God would save Zoe and her gang from Amelia. She would be quite mad," she added.

"We can't imagine Amelia as an angry witch; she was so kind to even help almost a stranger like Us," said Harry thoughtfully.

"Oh, you better believe it! Let me tell you one time when she stunned 10 Aurors single-handedly because they pissed her off, " replied Jennifer with bemusement.

They talked about Amelia and laughed at the story. Harry was more than happy to talk and thankful to her for not bringing an embarrassing incident with Zoe as he didn't know at which point she arrived and how much she knew. Jennifer, on the other hand, was enjoying the conversation too as it wasn't like every time she had to talk about how beautiful or charming she was. She was actually enjoying the company.

"...no she didn't, " exclaimed Harry, when Jennifer told him another story of Amelia.

Jennifer was about to say when both of them heard the sound of the bell and unconsciously drew their attention in that direction.

It was Amelia in a serious mood according to what he learned recently from Jennifer and an unknown young girl who was looking around cheerfully to find them with Amelia.

Amelia looked carefully around and relaxed when she saw Harry and Jennifer together, as it was at least better than being with Zoe.

They walked to Harry and Jennifer when they realized they were alone.

"It was a false alarm. I would have gone goose chase if not for Felicity, " said Amelia, when she came near the table.

"It was Zoe and her gang, " replied Jennifer, as if reading Amelia's mind. She nodded in reply and went in deep thought.

Amelia came back to reality when she felt three pairs of eyes looking at her.

"Oh! Let me introduce to you Felicity, and this is Harvey, and you know Jennifer of course," said Amelia.

Felicity was smiling at him and in a cheerful voice, she said, "Nice to finally meet you! I heard lots of things about you. Say, can you really cast perfect repairing Spell?" asked Felicity enthusiastically.

Harry was drinking his mocktail when she started speaking, and he almost spits his drink when he heard her question, and why wouldn't he? As he had recent experience with that line of questions. Jennifer sitting near couldn't help but start laughing at Harry, and she said she also wanted to know the same thing, which left Harry embarrassed, and Amelia and Felicity confused.

"Right, so you guys come to an arrangement?" asked Amelia to change the subject. Felicity wasn't one to accept the situation so she decided to ask for it again later, while the other two just remember what they came here to do, as they both cleared their throats simultaneously, then looked at each other and smiled. They diffidently didn't want Amelia to know about them talking behind her back, which made the other two confused.

"We were waiting for you to come back, Amelia, so we haven't started yet," replied Jennifer, and Amelia nodded her head in understanding, so Jennifer looked at Harry.

"Pry tell, how do you want to conduct your business?" asked Jennifer.

"We want to make a magical contract for some ingredients for ten years," replied Harry, and made a list for them.

"The plus point is they aren't restricted or banned, so it will be comparatively easy," said Felicity first, while the other two agreed with her.

"There are many problems as well. Like, it had to renew if either country's minister changes—if any one of them in state of emergency, all the contract with other countries will be terminated for indefinite time—you also need permission from both country's ministry; if assuming you had permission from your country, still it will be hard to get from our side—your company also need to show logs for usage of ingredients of potion to prevent from doing something illegal—and some minor things, but they won't be a problem, if you can deal with this first," continued Jennifer, after Felicity finished.

"In short, all the problem lies with duration of ten years. If you could short them, it would be much easier," concluded Amelia.

"Emergence can't be predicted..permission won't be problem..Logs aren't a problem either..election might be the problem," murmured Harry thoughtfully.

"The problem is only if the minister changes otherwise it would be alright, and MACUSA has an election next year, and I guess you have an election next to next year, so even lower year contract might be a problem too," said Felicity.

"Well, there is one simple and direct method, but it might not be possible for you," said Jennifer, and looked toward Felicity.

Harry was instantly interested in what method it might have been, and eagerly looked towered at Jennifer. She seemed thinking about how to state that, and she started speaking after a moment of thinking.

"America had 12 Aurors in the beginning who found a ministry, and they have the power to overrule any law. If any of them is willing to support you, then the problem will become easy as pie, but it isn't common knowledge," whispered Jennifer, after leaning in so only four of them could hear her.

"That would be excellent, but I don't even know their names let alone connection," replied Harry in a whisper.

"Twelve Noble families are—Fontaine, Fischer, Graves, Grimsditch, Jauncey, Lopez, MacDuff, O'Brien, Potter, Roche, Weiss, Wilkinson. They usually live in a secular world, and they come out with a fake identity if they must. I must say you are really lucky, as we have the honor of having her ladyship with us," said Jennifer, and bowed slightly to Felicity.

Harry understood that Felicity was from a noble family, and that is why Jennifer brought this topic, but he was shocked about his family name, thus he decided to investigate it properly later, but right now he couldn't say that.

Felicity moved from her chair, while Harry was thinking. She bends her knees while bowing her head. She gave the proper curtsy of a lady to three of them, which the other two returned as well. Harry saw this and returned it with his bow, and kissed her hand. They sat to their chair after finishing the proper curtsy.

"Let me re-introduce myself. My name is Felicity Fontaine, a descendant ofTheodard Fontaine-one of twelve Aurors. I like to travel and meet new people. People usually wouldn't know unless I use my family name, thus I can roam freely, and that Zoe is also part of noble nine that is why she still can roam with all those adventures of hers," said Felicity in her cheerful voice.

"As for your problem-only head of house could help, which is my brother. If you want, I can ask him for a meeting, but convincing him will be up to you," replied Felicity to an unasked question.

"That is great! It is more than We can ask for. We thank you Lady Felicity for your help,"exclaimed Harry.

She pouted and replied dis-satisfactorily, "Humph. What is with the lady? It makes me feel like an old age granny. I am just 19 you know!"

"Yes, 19 and youngest healer in history!" complimented Jennifer.

Harry asked for forgiveness which she did readily, and Harry asked what was worrying him.

"We want to ask you something that we've heard somewhere that there is a powerful Wilson family. Can you tell Us about them? It is alright if you can't mention it" asked Harry carefully.

"It isn't a secret or anything. People who are familiar with history would know about it. Earlier, the Potter family moved to England, and the last member of the Graves family, Percival Graves, was killed by Grindelwald. Also, if any members are alive, they can come and take their place after proving their identity for their respective family. That leaves with ten families, but due to some events, which are secret and my brother refused to tell me, Wilkinson family changed to Wilson family, and Jauncey family joined them, which left nine noble family, and Wilson family as head of all family. Sir Wilson isn't bad, but Lady Jauncey is a bit..strict. I also heard rumors that Sir Wilson married the second time, so lady Jauncey wasn't happy, and they had a huge fight later," explained Felicity in detail, and took a sip from her drink.

That explained a lot to Harry, and as the last descendant of the Potter family, he was also part of the American noble family. He tries not to look shocked which he was. Harry tries to divert the attention so he tries to talk with Felicity.

"If you don't mind Us being rude, can We ask when will you meet your brother?" asked Harry.

"Sigh, you must be blessed by all gods, as again coincidentally I will meet him on official business tomorrow. You actually might know him, as he is headmaster of Ilvermorny witch and wizarding school, and I am applying for the post of special training teacher as a healer, " replied Felicity proudly.

"We really are lucky, and good luck to you, " said Harry, "We need to return the day after tomorrow for some work, but can come back in 3 to 4 days. Right, when are you leaving, Amelia, We can go together if it's possible."

Amelia replied after Felicity thanked Harry, "Same day, another coincidence." Harry smiled and nodded his head, while the other two smirked unnoticed to Harry.

"We will have our answer from Felicity's brother at noon, so we should meet afternoon for finalizing the plan, " offered Jennifer her plan, which Harry agreed with.

They talked casually for another hour before Harry asked to be excused as he had a long day, which the other three witches agreed to, so Harry took his leave and left three witches with their gossips.