Harry Potter: I'm James Potter.

The light from the crescent was blocked by the large dark clouds that covered the summer night. James looked at his watch. It was only eight minutes to midnight.

At his side were his fellow Order members, his teacher, and trusted Aurors who had been put on this most important mission. To catch the Death Eaters who would attack the Bones family.

A few meters away was the Bones' mansion. No member of this family knew what was about to happen. James, Moody, and the higher-ups who knew about this like Dumbledore believed it best to keep this matter an absolute secret. They had to move with as small a group as possible without arousing suspicion.

James as the person who got this information will get great credit if it turns out to be true and the mission is successful. In return, he asked that his colleagues/friends be allowed to participate in the mission. He selected the best members of his order - Sirius, Lupin, Gwen, Toby, the Prewett brothers, Frank, Erika, and William. Although his marauder friends were underage, their experiences made them more experienced than several students older than them. They were able to beat William, a young adult in his twenties.

The Aurors and members of the Order of the Phoenix participating in this mission were: Moody, Benjy Fenwick (experienced Auror), Caradoc Dearborn, Kingsley Shacklebolt (powerful Auror), Fleamont and Richard Potter (member of the Order of the Phoenix), and finally Ignatius Prewett, Gideon and Fabian's uncle.

A total of seventeen wizards counting everyone including James. Regulus told him that it would be an attack led by Voldemort's inner circle Death Eaters, and young men who had the Dark Mark. So it would be an evenly-matched battle.

"On the move," Moody said, leading the large group. The group moved with great professionalism through the forest in the direction of Bones Manor which within minutes of walking could be seen.

...

Inside the Bones mansion, a less than pleasant meeting was taking place for the householders.

Jason Bones, patriarch of the family, was facing more than ten hooded people with masks covering their faces. There were also about five hooded people but without masks. They were most likely scavengers. Wizards who did not have the privilege of bearing the Dark Mark, and were just cannon fodder.

Behind Jason stood his wife Amanda, his daughter Amelia, who had already graduated from Hogwarts, his eldest son Roger, and his youngest son Edgar, who was in his sixth year at Hogwarts. They looked at the Death Eaters with frightened and pale faces.

"Get the hell out of my house! The Bones will not get involved in the war!" shouted Jason angrily.

"Jason, I'm amazed at how stupid you are. You turn us down and think you will get away with said offense unscathed. This is what happens when you reject our Dark Lord," said the Death Eater with an air of grandeur.

"The rest of Bones will not stand still for this offense. They are aware of your rejection of them. They will turn them against you," Jason said, but the Death Eater only laughed coldly.

"Do you think they are safe? Your brothers also have a visitor at the moment," the Death Eater said with a smirk behind his mask. Jason's face paled at this. If that was true and they attacked all three branches it could be the end of the family.

'Will they attack the other branches of the Bones?' thought Regulus with a grimace. He did not know of this information. They were very careful with their movements Death Eaters, even among members with the Dark Mark. He knew of this attack, as he was told he would be a part of it.

"No. There is no turning back now," the Death Eater said before Jason could speak, "Your mind is made up, and the Dark Lord does not change his mind and does not want allies with weak determinations,"

He then waved his hand for everyone to attack. "Run, children! We will stop them," Jason exclaimed, and Amanda his wife took a step forward covering their children.

They were able to cover themselves with a few spells, but they were outnumbered. A flash of green flashed at Jason, who blanched at the sight of imminent death.

Just then one of the tall glass windows was shattered, and a silver shield flew in at incredible speed. The shield managed at the last moment to cover Jason. The killing curse hit the shield, destroying it and causing an explosion.

Jason flew backward wounded by the explosion, but he survived. He only coughed up a little blood and stood up quickly, looking towards the window where a black-robed figure appeared.

More figures began to enter through the different windows of the mansion, "Sorry about this, Jason. I suppose the Bones will have money to fix them," said Moody, entering the mansion and at the same time casting a spell that defeated a Death Eater who wanted to assassinate one of the Bones' sons.

The Death Eater had no time to defend himself from Moody's surprise attack. None of the Death Eaters expected to be surrounded by a large group of people, many of these well-known and reputable Aurors.

'Moody?' thought the Death Eater in surprise.

"Capture them all! Don't let a single one escape!" shouted Moody, and the siege began. The Death Eaters were caught off guard by the sudden surprise attack. The numbers were even at first, but James' group instantly got the upper hand thanks to the surprise attack, outnumbering them.

Jason, Amanda, and even their children joined the attack. The Bones children were not spoiled brats. They were talented and of an age to fight if necessary. The morphs and scavengers found themselves in a confused state of chaos. Their defeat was imminent.

James stood on the sidelines conjuring silver shields and casting them as protection against unforgivable curses. If the opportunity presented itself he would attack at an opportune moment helping his companions to defeat.

'The way to counter these curses is clear,' James thought with a different gleam in his eye. Physical objects were the key. All he needed was for them not to explode after being hit by the curse. He needed a curse-resistant object that could still be used and would be offensive as well as defensive.

That's his next project, which was already underway. To get a sword capable of defending against unforgivable curses, and that would not be destroyed after protecting him from a single curse.

"Damn brat, stop conjuring those pesky shields!" cursed a scavenger confronting James.

James fixed his gaze on the scavenger. He recognized that he was not part of the Death Eaters as he was not wearing their signature mask.

James raised his hand towards the scavenger, who felt himself being imprisoned by an invisible force.

'Holy shit, is that damn kid magic without a wand?' thought the scavenger with sweat on his forehead.

From one second to the next, he went flying until he crashed into the large stairs creating a huge commotion. He spat blood, felt several broken bones, and lost consciousness.

The dark wizards saw this and turned pale. They already knew who the black-hooded wizard was conjuring shields to protect his allies.

'That's why shields are so fast and accurate,' thought the Death Eater who spoke to Jason earlier.

James had to create a bit of a stir so Regulus could escape. He knew the details of his mask. They couldn't catch their spy. He must go back and keep sending them information. Moody and the others knew this, so they were already prepared for two or three Death Eaters to escape. Better to have one spy than to capture them all.

In the end, they let four Death Eaters, one of them Regulus, escape. This way Regulus could save himself from suspicion James doesn't think he has, as his infiltration is almost perfect and would be very hard to detect even for Voldemort himself.

"Let's see who's hiding under this mask," Moody said good-naturedly. No one was killed, and there were no serious injuries either. It had been a long time or rather since the war began in 1970 since they had such a victory in their favor.

Moody removed the mask from the lead Death Eater, who spoke to Jason. A hard face with eyes filled with coldness and hatred looked up at the Auror.

"Oh, look who we have here. Patriarch Rosier... I never thought someone of his caliber would join such a brutal rebellion," Moody said, hiding his concern.

The Rosiers were a powerful family. One of the most powerful pureblood families. It was worrying that Rosier I had joined them. That means the entire Rosier family must be involved with Voldemort and the Death Eaters.

The Rosier patriarch is a man in his late fifties. His years of experience show on his weathered face. A powerful wizard. He was subdued by Moody, Fleamont, and Shacklebolt.

"Moody..." growled Rosier, grinding his teeth. How did they know about this attack? The only useless people they brought in were the scavengers and they brought them in at the last minute. They shouldn't have had time to inform the ministry if there was a mole.

The morphs were unmasked one by one. All members of pureblood families. Mostly prominent or upper-middle-class families.

'This is worrying...' thought Moody. There were more pureblood families with Death Eaters than he thought. Though his side wasn't too bad either.

They had the Potters, the Prewetts, the Princes, part of the Blacks, the Shafiqs, the Weasleys, the Moodys, the Shacklebolts, the Longbottoms, and several others. Now also the Bones, who would no longer be neutral.

James looked at a teenager his age. Mark Selwyn. With his hand, he floated Mark into the air and approached the center of the room.

"What's going on?" asked Mark nervously as he was carried against his will. Everyone looked his way. James walked over becoming the center of attention.

"Hey, Mark. Long time, though not long. I never thought a respectable fellow Hogwarts student would be a terrorist," said James with a dangerous gleam in his eye. Mark was one of the people who entered his dormitory, finding the information and passing it on to the dark wizards.

"Potter... What are you doing?" asked Mark with a slight tremor in his tone.

"I'm asking for a fair trial!" exclaimed Mark nervously as he saw James pull out his wand and look at him with dangerous eyes.

Moody and the others let him act. Fleamont, his father, looked at him with some concern, but he already knew that his son had matured before his time, much to his bad luck.

"A fair trial?" repeated James, chuckling under his breath and shaking his head, "You think you can join a revolutionary movement and try to murder an entire family and get a fair trial? You stood up to the system and failed. It's time to put you in your place so that next time you won't try, even though there won't be a next time..." said James. He had the magic minister on his side.

"Venatrum Exuro," exclaimed James, and a silver flash shot out of his wand towards Mark, who could not escape it because he was pinned down.

The flash hit Mark, who screamed in pain for several seconds. He then fell to the ground, panting and with sweat on his forehead.

Most people didn't understand what James was doing. Did he want to torture him? Only Moody and a few other people on James' side understood.

James with a little sweat on his forehead threw Mark's wand at him, "Take it," he said in a cold tone.

Mark looked at his wand with a question mark on his face. It would be useless to try to escape, he was surrounded by Aurors and James.

"If you manage to disarm me, we will let you go. I won't use my magic without a wand. Right, master?" said James, looking at Moody, who nodded idly, watching the spectacle.

Mark, with no other choice, took the wand and quickly acted when he saw that James wasn't pointing his wand at him.

"Expelliarmus!" he shouted with great intent waving his wand as fast as he could.

...

The room fell into stony silence. The Death Eaters looked at Mark's wand blankly. Mark himself was the most confused of all. He shouted again a spell for nothing came out of his wand.

"What's wrong...?" he muttered with fear in his voice.

"The news is true..." said Rosier I, in an incredulous tone. His voice was heard by everyone in the room.

A news that shocked the magical community a few days ago came to everyone. Criminal wizards turned into squibs. A spell capable of taking away the miracle of magic. Did such a terrifying spell exist? The craziest of all was that James Potter a teenager had cast it.

Mark tried desperately to cast a spell, but it was useless. It seemed that for every second, he was losing a little bit. For a supremacist to have no magic was the worst fate in the world.

James smiled coldly and said, "This is what will happen to all of you. Unless you give us valuable information,"

All the Death Eaters and scavengers blanched at James' words. Within minutes more Ministry wizards arrived to take the Death Eaters away. Jason Bones was very grateful, saying he would help to the best of his ability to the Ministry.

That night, they caught many important Death Eaters and gained the support of a powerful and wealthy family. The other two branches of the Bones were attacked by the Death Eaters, few were spared, but the main branch lived without loss.