Condoleezza Rice, her breath smelling suspiciously like Hermione Granger's plus Polyjuice Potion, entered the Oval Room to debrief George W. Bush, who was distractedly watching Fox News.
-Er, George, we have discovered a new stash of Weapons of Mass Destruction in, er, England - George Weasley had given her some magic stuff with moving images in a bright disk, no less, just like the Daily Prophet
-England, Condi? Can't believe it! They're are our allies!
-Well, technically yes, but there's now an, er, independent country inside, called the Malfoy Cottage
-Tell me no more then! - he picked up his rotary-dial red phone, and called the marines.
A few hours latter, the 1st Marine Division disembarks in the front lawn of the Malfoy Cottage. Outnumbered and outgunned, the Death Eaters suffer heavy casualties. Bound and gagged and without a single scar, Voldemort is sent to Guantanamo. Hermione, once again, has saved the day. All is well.
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