The Great Hall suddenly burst with conversation at Dumbledore's words, they were to
host THE Triwizard Tournament, them, little old Hogwarts (even though there was really
nothing little about it)! Dumbledore cleared his throat to reclaim their attention; the hall
was silenced even faster than usual with the promise of more information about the
tournament.
"Though the Triwizard Tournament first originated as a competition between the three
largest European wizarding schools, however, this year, during the tournament, we will
be welcoming a third school into our doors," Dumbledore gave the students an unusually
hard look, "This third school is not of wizarding, it is a school that specializes in the
teaching of exorcism," Murmurs broke over the crowd, Harry and Ron turned to
Hermione, who bore a stunned look on her face, and was mouthing one word over and
over: 'Exorcism'.
"Hermione, what's exorcism?" Ron and Harry asked, utterly bemused, Hermione looked
at them, for once not shocked at their lack of knowledge.
"Exorcism is the act of cleansing a person of evil spirits, the people who perform
exorcism are exorcists, but people who could effectively perform exorcism were so rare,
that it was thought the teaching of it had been abandoned hundreds of years ago.
Apparently, the ability to learn exorcism could appear at any age, and some gained the
ability faster than others, but exorcists were supposedly unstable, and their methods
looked more like murder than cleansing!" Hermione looked as though she was smelling
something rotten, Harry and Ron, were taken aback, Hermione had obviously read
something bad concerning exorcism, and she was predisposed to dislike exorcists, so
unlike her, it was frightening.
Dumbledore had started speaking again, now about the history of the tournament, but
students who had either stumbled across books that told of exorcism or knew something
or other about the subject still whispered to their neighbors, explaining exorcism.
Hermione too, dropped her voice to a whisper.
"The abilities to perform exorcism usually appeared in some sort of item or weapon, but
there were supposed to be people who used parts of their bodies to exorcize, usually the
latter would be highly unstable, maybe have alternate personalities when they were
exorcizing, from what I read about them, they sound horrible…" Hermione looked back
up at Dumbledore, Harry and Ron took the hint and turned their attention back to their
headmaster.
"The heads and contenders of Beauxbatons, Drumstrang and Katsura Academy, will be
arriving in October and the selection of the four champions will take place on Halloween
imperial judge will decide who the four champions are to be, the winner of the
tournament will…"
"Katsura… doesn't that mean like, Moon or something?" a nearby Gryffindor asked her
friend.
"Yeah… it means Moon in Japanese…" Her friend replied.
'Moon…' Harry was thinking, 'nighttime… darkness…' when Dumbledore aroused
them from their thoughts.
"Before we go to bed tonight, I want you all to realize something," Dumbledore paused
and slowly looked around at his students, "Our foreign guests will be different from us,
some more different than others, some, you may be tempted to avoid totally, but please,
be aware that we are all human, and we all have great differences, even if you feel
inclined to dislike one of our guests at first, please reconsider and try to accept them,
because the bonds we make with others will come back to aid you one day, so do not
judge the guests by what school they come from or what they look like, get to know
them before you judge them, and with that, bedtime! Chop, chop!"
The loud screeching of chairs echoed around the dining hall as chairs were pushed back
and students left for their houses, talking excitedly about the tournament and what the
schools who visited would be like. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, and George stayed for
a few moments afterwards, glaring at Dumbledore for setting an age limit, talking about
what they would do with the money and soon, they did make their way to Gryffindor's
tower. Slowly, Harry drifted to sleep, wondering why Dumbledore would've invited
exorcists, people who sounded like they should be left alone, into Hogwarts. Harry
figured he would probably never know.
000—On the day of Arrival… Black Order About to enter the ark
"Komui, explain to me why we're doing this again," Allen said, very politely for a
demand. He opened the way to the ark though, as he was asked to, but he still stared
questioningly at the exorcist's supervisor.
Komui sighed, "I'll brief you in detail on the way, but for now, we are going to the
school of Hogwarts, namely an academy of magic," The exorcists stared at him. There
was a whole team of them there, unlike the standard two-person units they usually were
in when undertaking a mission.
Lavi, Kanda, Krory Miranda, Lenalee, Allen, and General Cross (much to Allen's
dismay), and Komui all surrounded the entrance to the ark. It surprised Komui that they
did not contradict him by saying magic wasn't real, of course, they probably had trained
themselves to believe nothing was impossible, such as having one of your friends or
yourself be able to operate a centuries old ark that belonged to Noah himself, and
stealing it from it's owner by playing a piano and stopping a download, then bringing it
to a gothic castle above the cloud layer. After such experiences, things like schools for
learning magic must've seemed quite sensible... Poor kids…
"This school is hosting a tournament between three schools, you all are entering as a
fourth party, and as exorcists," oh, THIS is what made the exorcists amazed, they were
use to hiding their identities as exorcists on long-term mission such as this. Being
known exorcists was a new thing, even though some people could guess they were
exorcists because of their uniforms. "However, you are not to speak of the Akuma,
Innocence, Generals, Finders, or anything related to the order, you are going undercover
as students and teachers who study exorcism, not as soldiers. So act as students. The
headmaster of the school was the one who called us out. Because of the publicity this
competition is getting, Dumbledore, is sure that something is going to happen at some
point, and that is where we come in," Komui looked at the exorcists, who were taking
everything in, so very professional, it made him sad.
"There have been cases of people disappearing, it is very rare, but it is happening. It is
possible that Akuma are involved, but as for a second reason…" Komui's voice got
very small, "We wish to strengthen our ties to the outside world, as you know, our
methods seem more like murder than anything else, so there have been bad rumors
going around about exorcists, but we want to be seen as human, not as murderers, so try
to make friends, with the students, with the teachers, with anyone who seems to be able
to accept us…"
"We destroy to save, we don't kill for the sake of killing, we would rather not kill at
all," No one was but so surprised when Allen spoke. Out of all of them, he hated being
called a murderer the most.
"Right," Komui said, smiling, maybe his smile wasn't as magical as Allen's, but it
seemed to help, they all relaxed a bit and looked more at ease with the prospect of going
on this mission. Komui brought his voice back up and stopped acting so worried, but
more like the excited child they knew he was at heart, "But while we are there, do not
take out your weapons unless needed, and Allen, don't tell people you're cursed, that
might complicate things a bit," One by one, they stepped into the ark, Komui was still
acting trigger-happy with his words, and was still talking and starting to explain the
world they were about to enter, and the tournament they would compete in.
000—Hogwart's gates…Outside the lunch hall, about to enter
Komui had explained everything while they had searched for the door to Hogwarts.
(Allen seemed to be able to find most anything in the ark, amazingly, so it hadn't taken
too long.) He had explained the rules of the tournament, the language the wizards had
created (such as 'muggle') some of the common magical creatures, the sport wizards
enjoyed (it was called Quidditch if he remembered right) and most other things they
would need to know in order to fit in with the wizards, including something about another
boy who was made famous because of a cursed scar he got when he was a child. Komui
had simply skimmed over this, but Allen had been very interested in the subject.
Apparently the boy was a student in the school they were visiting, Hogwarts. Allen was
wondering if he would be able to meet him, and if he did… well, he wouldn't break his
promise to Komui and tell about his curse, but, he thought it would be interesting to meet
someone in a similar situation to his.
Allen looked around the corridor in the gothic castle, it had the strange familiarity that
most likely all gothic palaces would give him now. He knew his friends most likely had
that same feeling of familiarity.
"We're going to enter after the Drumstrang students when Dumbledore announces us,"
Komui said, trotting up to the group of exorcists. "And remember, we're the Katsura
Academy of Exorcism," He reminded them of their fake school's name. At first they had
asked why they got that name, their reply was 'First thing that came to our mind that
wasn't overly dark,' and that made enough sense to them.
The exorcists, should anyone ask, were to say that the school was very small, so the
students were separated into groups, Miranda was Lenalee's teacher, Krory was Lavi's
and Kanda was doing mostly independent study. It was obvious who Allen's teacher
would be, and he had resigned to his fate quietly, knowing Cross would not have been
any kinder even though he had been separated so long from his pupil.
Dumbledore's booming and welcoming voice penetrated through the doors and into the
hallway. Though they had only met Dumbledore once (they arrives a bit early, and had to
make a re-entrance, but stopped to talk a little, and no one but Dumbledore knew they
were there!) but all of them knew they liked him, even Kanda, even though he would
never admit it.
The two wizard schools entered as they were bade, and greeted by applause from the
Hogwart's students. Soon, it was their turn…
"Now," said Dumbledore's voice, "I am pleased to welcome our third and final guest for
the year, though only three official students could come unfortunately, please allow me to
welcome Katsura Academy into our walls!"
They held their breath as the large doors opened, revealing the masses of students. The
younger exorcists prepared their inner student, and walked behind Komui, their new head
of school, and walked into the grand hall.
Yay!! It took forever to get a story up T.T
Okay, first Fanfic on this sight, but I'd love cc!! I NEED SOME CC!!
Okay…. This was started a while ago, and I posted most of it already on my dA.
Oh, and I'm posting this in the HP dept. cuz I want to see if I can get some more DGM
fans out there cruel and underhanded means, I know, but I cant help it ; I love
DGM, so here's a rundown for anyone who doesn't know it:
In the closing years of the 19th century, mysterious events began to occur, surrounded by
fog (yes, I stole that from the opening chapters, now shut up.) the Millennium Earl, the
creator of Akuma is once again, after a 7,000 year wait, waging war against the earth,
and it's last line of defense: The Exorcists of the Black Order who travel the world in
search of innocence, the cristalized power of god, which is used to defeat Akuma, the
Earl's weapons, made from the souls of deceased people, and the bodies of the mourners
who wanted them back….
And yesh, Allen is the main chara an emo, who's cursed (you'll find out later…) and
has a F AWESOME WEAPON XDDD…
R&R!
(don't kill me!!)