ReWritten 16 March 2019
Alex Rider And Harry Potter Don't Belong To Me. They Belong To Anthony Horowitz And J.K Rowling.
I'm Apologise For The Long HIATUS I Have No Valid Excuse Other Than I Was Lazy And Had A Slight Writers Block.
This Story Won't Have Any Pairings However If Any Of The Readers Would Like A Pairing I Will Only Consider Slash.
Prologue
Alex Rider was walking down the corridor to Alan Blunt's office. He was given a call by the Royal Bank (also known as Headquaters for MI6) for Ian's will. He never did call Ian uncle as it was far too strange. They never did have such a relationship close enough to call him uncle but when he died he definitely mourned him as he was his only family left. Why his will was being released now was a complete mystery and to him. When he arrived outside of Blunt's office he knocked rapidly, precisely and therefore professional thrice. Taking a step back he waited for the signal to enter. Not to his surprise Mrs Jones was there too.
"We've recently received a letter from a bank callled 'Gringotts' delivered by owl containing your uncle's will." Mrs Jones announced.
"After reading the letter it has stated that your mothers side of the family the Beckkets were magical." she continued.
"You were sent a letter when you was eleven however your uncle had declined it." she further carried on.
"We will be sending you on a espionage mission evaluating the safety of 'Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry'." Blunt said. Alex secretly thinks that they are telepathic (at least with each other).
"You will be accompanied by Agent Daniels..." Alex lets out an internal whoop of joy.
"...and you will be going to 'Diagon Alley' to get your school supplies. You shall be joining Fourth Year as that is the correct age group and we expect you to be on level with your peer and perhaps even further. Your magical skills may become useful in future missions. Remember the clearance level for this is 13/13 so no one except me, Jones, Daniels and you know of mission. Understood?" He grunts out.
Mrs Jones looks at Alex rather curiously. So he asks why and was replied with that she was expecting more of a reaction. To be honest Alex is know rather desensitised to anything surprising. "How do you think I was going to react? With a 'I'm a WHAT?!' where you."
