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Harry decided it would be easier to just show the other two missions to Greg. He borrowed a pensieve from Shacklebolt and pulled a silver thread with the first mission out of his mind. Harry motioned his handler to go first and quickly followed. There wasn´t really much to the mission. Since the Voldemort´s death, several new laws had been produced, many of them concerning other magical creatures. There was finally signed a treaty with giants. They had several areas were their own laws were in effect but otherwise they had to follow the wizarding law. That one giant Harry was tracking had demolished several houses and injured a few wizards. As the charms didn´t affect giants much, Harry as one of the strongest living wizards was send to capture him. He got special cuffs from Greg, who got them from the second in command of the Department of Mysteries as usual, that were designed to hold strong creatures.
In the memory, Harry was sweating and had scratches on his face. He was breathing hard after getting closer. He had been tracking the giant for five days and finally his work was going to pay off. The giant was sleeping on the other side of a clearing. When Harry got possibly ten metres from the giant, the big man sniffed and opened his eyes. Harry casted stunner but the giant just shook his head as if chasing away a fly. Then he grabbed a big rock that was lying nearby and Harry disapparated in the last possible moment. The real Harry and Greg both gasped, the stone really had gotten close. Suddenly the Memory Harry appeared behind the giant and snapped one large cuff shut around a large wrist. Then Harry disapparated before the other big hand could hit his face.
The giant was looking quite disoriented as the wizard was changing his position faster and faster. When the giant´s hands got close to each other, Harry apparated and snapped the empty cuff around the free hand. After that he yanked the cuffs to ensure that they were secure and sent a Tripping curse on the giant. The Memory Harry started to making a circle that was supposed to keep the giant inside just for sure.
‘Man, you look like shit,’ Greg cursed and Harry observed his other version more closely. His handler was right, there was bleeding cut from his nose to ear and his right leg was hurting. The motions of his memory self were slower than before. It was weird to see himself like that. When he was driven with adrenaline, he didn´t notice the changes. There were signs of magic exhaustion apart from the physical one. The Memory Harry was still finishing the magic circle but suddenly there was a loud cracking sound and the chain between metal rings snapped. The giant’s fist connected with Harry´s chest and he flew five metres where his back connected with the nearby tree.
‘How are you not dead?’ Harry had the presence of mind not to say, ‘Because I can´t die.’
‘I thought I was gonna die,’ he said instead. It was the truth. Harry didn´t know for sure if he could survive being eaten or smashed into tiny pieces. His past self had sent his patron to Ministry with his location. As the big man stood up and ran closer to Harry, he vanished again.
‘Why did you stay there?’ Greg spoke.
‘If I didn´t make him occupied, he would have run away and the whole hunt would be useless.’ For several minutes the Memory Harry was apparating all over the clearing, leaning on the trees, sometimes sending harmless sparks.
After a while, five wizards apparated with loud cracks and together with Harry sent ‘Stupefy’. The giant dropped to the ground and wizards gave him two pairs of new cuffs. They commented on the remains of the cuffs that Harry put on the giant. When they looked at Harry, beaten, covered in blood and recognised him, the wizards just stared, mouths wide opened.
The Memory Harry just smiled and said, ‘Thanks, guys. I appreciate that. Please tell the Minister I will report to him tomorrow.’ With that the past version of Harry disapparated and the memory ended.