Disclaimer: See chapter one! Same rules apply.

A/N: My theory about how the Ring was destroyed was that basically it was a Horcuxe that Sauron made to keep himself alive and I'll explain more about that later. It's similar to how Voldermort survived. Glimly couldn't destroy the Ring since his axe was a normal weapon but Harry was using the Sword of Gryffindor to destroy it and that could also destroy a Horcuxe in his world. And I decided to make it into a multi-chapter story in case anyone read the long A/N at the bottom of the page of the last chapter. Sorry about that! Enough rambling though and let the next update begin.

CHAPTER 2: Plan B-room

Instantly, the confused, dazed, and disoriented Council members began arguing back and forth amongst each other while Gandalf and Elrond began attempting to bring back law and order to the meeting.

Harry Potter sighed.

He knew they would never believe him and would not trust him ever again. He should have waited and asked for their permission to destroy the Ring but it had to be done.

Then again what had he really helped by destroying it?

He didn't really know if the threat in Mordor was truly finished or if it was just the movie-verse that had the whole place destroyed. He'd have to look that up again in the Pensieve he brought along with him in his bottomless satchel, handy thing that.

Giving himself a mental shake, he glanced over at Frodo and saw him smiling in relief and looking a lot better than he had been. He was almost crying, poor fellow. The Ring's destruction had obviously shook him up.

Thanks to the Horcuxe in his head being removed, Harry had discovered his eyesight vastly improved to the extent that he no longer needed glasses. In fact, his eyesight was so powerful it could see things most couldn't which was one reason why he was a Seeker at Hogwarts.

Because of the Horcuxe-removal, this was amplified almost ten-times more. He didn't have elvish eyesight like Legolas or whatever, but he could see pretty damn well and spotted a few certain Hobbits hiding in the bushes watching the Council with glee.

Harry stifled a chuckle and looked around for Boromir. The Steward's son looked murderous and Harry couldn't blame him. His chance for greatness had been ruined and he couldn't fulfil his father's secret mission now. He would have to ride home in shame and report that the threat had been dealt with. His father would be furious and would probably give some trivial glory or honour to his younger brother just to spite him, since Denethor was that kind of miserable little man.

Boromir was currently arguing with Legolas and Aragorn who were trying to calm the huge warrior. Harry had nothing against him really but he didn't like the fact that he tried to steal the Ring from Frodo. He was the most human character out of them all really and felt sad that he would never prove his worth as a champion by attempting to rescue Merry and Pippin from those Orcs.

So much had been averted and changed that anything could happen now. Even if Sauron had been completely exterminated and Mordor was whipped out for once and for all, there was still Isengard to contend with as well as those Southern/Eastern people. Saruman was breeding his own army of Uru-Kai and they were definitely a threat to be dealt with.

Hopefully, destroying the One Ring had given him some power here so he could convince the elves and dwarves to join forces with Men and NOT wall themselves in at Helm's Deep. While it was an epic battle, so many lives were wasted and that could be changed too. Plus, the city didn't need to be trashed by the Orcs.

While the Council was arguing, Harry's mind was a whirl already plotting a myriad of ideas to destroy Isengard. He could try to convince the Ents to help him but without Merry and Pippen leading them to where the trees were being chopped he doubted that could work.

The easiest thing would be to travel to the dam himself on his broomstick and using his Invisibility Cloak to elude the Orcs, Trolls and other guards. There were also the Ring Wraiths to defeat if they weren't already destroyed by the Ring's destruction. If not, they would be severely weakened and could be taken out by Fiend Fire or a water charm like Aqua Eructo or the similar spell, Aguament. He could also use attempt to cast a Patronus but didn't know if that would work since they weren't Dementors.

All of a sudden, however, his train of thought was instantly interrupted by a loud rustling noise and the clang of spears. He stiffened and whirled around only to see a row of spears, axes, bows and arrows surrounding him. Harry sighed. He knew this was an option. Fear of the unknown was a powerful motivator and the Council didn't trust him, not yet. Once they saw the true extent of his handy-work they might.

Or he'd have to escape to another universe and try things out a little slower next time. Narnia was a popular choice that sprung to mind, or the land of Alagaësia.

"I am sorry, Harry Potter," Lord Elrond said sadly. "But we have decided that it is not safe for you to walk free. You will not be a prisoner but we must see for ourselves if Mordor and the Lord of the Rings is truly destroyed. If you have defeated him, then you shall be hailed as a hero and thusly rewarded along with your freedom and our trust. But for now, you must remain in our care. Do we understand one another?"

Harry grimaced.

"Sorry, Ely," Harry retorted, forcing a smirk. "Saruman won't wait around for you guys to make up your minds. He's breeding an army of Orcs more powerful than the normal ones as I speak. He has his own spy amongst a Court of Men and already one of your own gathered here is not truly as he seems and would have tried to take the Ring for his own if I had not interfered. Sadly, I cannot afford to wait in your care just yet although I would love to stay here and flirt with some of your hot elf maidens. Say hi to Arwen for me would you? Unfortunately, I have pressing matters to attend to and there are messes that need to be cleaned up. But I shall return when you trust me again and take all the time you want to investigate. One last thing: I would avoid going into the Mines of Moria at all cost unless you want to face hordes of goblins and a Balrong and I wouldn't want to seek refuge in Helm's Deep unless you want it bombed to pieces."

Pausing to catch his breath from his long-winded speech, he was interrupted by a harsh laugh that came from none other than Boromir.

"One does simply not walk out of a ring of steel," He drawled. "How do you propose to escape our grasp?"

The others nodded and murmured their agreement but Harry only chuckled. He decided they needed to see just how powerful he was and decided to throw them a bone of his own.

While he was distracting them with his speech, he was carefully pulling his shrunken broomstick and wand from his pocket. His Cloak was already flung over his back but was Charmed by a spell in the Black Library at Grimmault Place to keep it from being activated until he pulled the hood over.

"Just like this," He smirked and chanted, "Finite!"

Instantly, the broom expanded into its full size and Harry hopped on it swiftly. Years of instinct as a Seeker kicked in and he soared into the air in seconds leaving behind a row of flabbergasted elves, men, and dwarves who were frozen in shock, their spears, swords, and axes now useless.

Harry didn't want to reveal his Invisibility Cloak just yet though so he decided to pull a different trick out of his sleeve and yelled "Protego!"

Shocked at the sudden cry, a young elf archer accidentally released an arrow that had been pointed skywards towards the Chosen One.

"No!" Gandalf cried. "He has magic!"

But it was too late.

The arrow shot forward only to bounce uselessly off Harry's shield, barely causing a dent. It was one of the simpler Shield Charms and was used to taking heavy rapid fire from Dark Wizards, even the Killing Curse. A puny arrow, even made by the elves, was child's play compared to what it was used to.

"So long, friends!" Harry called, feigning a cheerful attitude. "I wish I had gotten to know you better but duty calls and I must obey its command. I shall inform you of Saruman and Isengard's destruction in a letter delivered by a white owl. Try not to harm her please. She almost saw death once already trying to save my life. Fair well!"

To Be Continued...

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