Well hello there folks!
Remember when I said that I was going to be doing something magical?
Well here you go! XD
Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this story except for my own OC's and plot. Everything is credited back to their own and respective owners.
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When Hogwarts was founded several centuries ago by the Four Great Founders, others had followed suit and built their own schools scattered throughout the world.
Distinguished by its exceptional graduates that changed the magical society in innumerable ways while paving the way for the new generation, Hogwarts was a school that many respected and went to grow their magic.
However, there was a school in Eastern Asia that produced students whose magic defied the Gods themselves.
According to legend, these students could crack open boulders the size of houses and break through hardened steel with a single yet powerful strike.
Wield holy magic that could cure ravaging diseases and bring those hanging at death's door back in a second.
Breathe burning flames as hot as the very surface of the sun and volatile as lightning, destroying their enemies completely.
Swords so sharp that they can cut through every material known to man and the dances that move the blades in intricate patterns making for a fearsome combo.
Different schools appeared with each one having their own specialty and conflicts eventually started to spark between them all as whose magic was better across the land,
After many years of conflict and death, the Elders of the reigning schools got together and decided that it was time for them to unify the broken and blood torn country.
So was the creation of the Five Heavenly Sects, whose reputation and power grew across the land, uniting the schools under one flag.
To protect their secrets, the Five Heavenly Sects invoked a powerful spell that hid their realm with the non-magical beings.
Having little to no contact with the outside world, the Five Heavenly Sects lived peacefully until a prophet foretold that a great tragedy will happen without their help.
So, after countless centuries, they finally came out of hiding.
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Hogwarts
"Bloody Peeves." Ron groaned as he, Harry, and Hermione took a seat in their house table with the rest of the Great Hall filling up with second years and higher, a significant amount of them wet from both the thundering storms and Peeves raining hell onto them when they entered, "If I ever get ahold of that cheeky bastard I'll-"
"Oh stop it Ron." Hermione rolled her eyes as she pointed her wand at herself, "Tergeo."
The wet spots on her robes started to lighten up as the rainwater from her robes were siphoned off and deposited on the stone floor that was already speckled with drops of water from other students.
They had just arrived at the familiar Hogwarts in the relentless rain and were grateful that they were somewhat dry before the resident poltergeist dropped water bombs wave after wave onto them, the attack creating quite an uproar among the years before Professor McGonagall had threatened him with the Baron as usual for him to go away.
"Handy that is." Ron said as Hermione did the same for him and Harry, "Why didn't you do that sooner?"
"I don't know Ron." Hermione scoffed while crossing her arms over her chest, "Why don't you thank me for saving you a visit to Madam Pomfrey for a measly cold that would've left you bedridden on your first day back."
"Calm down you two." Harry said as he watched the first years be sorted out into their houses with each successful one earning a loud cheer from one of the four tables and a respectable applause from the other three, "We just got here and you two are already arguing."
"Funny coming from you Harry." Hermione snorted as she looked behind her real quick at the first years before back at the two, "It's always you and Ronald getting into trouble and I'm always there to save you two."
"Unless you count that one time in the loo." Ron snickered before yelping in surprise as Hermione jabbed him in the side, "What?!"
Hermione rolled her eyes once more before turning her attention to the center of the Great Halls as the last of the first years were sorted away with Professor McGonagall carrying away the stool and hat and Professor Dumbledore took to the stand on his owl podium and the Great Halls went completely silent.
"Good evening to you all!" Dumbledore said grandly as his voice was amplified ten-fold and was carried across the entire room, "To our new students, welcome to your new home that had been built with the singular purpose of fostering your magic. To our returning ones, I've hoped that you done the homework that your lovely professors had assigned to you."
"There ain't nothing lovely about them!" A random student hollered amongst their ranks, striking a couple of laughs with some of the professors joining in with a good natured chuckle.
"Now I know that there may be some disagreements between teacher and student but do know that the we do it for a reason." Dumbledore chuckled as a couple of the students scoffed.
"I wonder what's his reason for hating us." Harry whispered to Ron, making the red head to snicker as they listened to Dumbledore's usual welcoming speech that covered the history and rules of Hogwarts.
"Say, there's three empty seats on the staff table." Seamus whispered to Dean beside him, "You reckon one of them is our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?"
"Hopefully she'll be as great as Professor Lupin." Lee added in from behind them.
"I doubt that it will be a girl." Ron shook his head silently, "When was the last time that you saw a female Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?"
"Well if you must know Ron," Hermione hissed, "They're plenty of female Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers across the many wizarding schools in the world. You just can't imagine it because you're too dimwitted!"
Suddenly, in the middle of Dumbledore's speech, the enchanted sky cracked dangerously with electricity as the candles wavered in the rain as the water started to dampen the students below. Loud cries erupted across the halls as the first years were screaming their heads off and the Prefects were trying to regain control of the situation before a bolt of energy hit the ceiling, writhing with the magical entity before the latter returned to its former midnight glory.
The students attention then turned to the corner of the staff table to see a gruff looking man limping towards Albus with a gnarly cane and an eye swiveling ecstatically, covering the Great Halls several times over as if searching for enemies.
"Thank you old friend." Dumbledore smiled as he shook Mad-Eye Moody's hand before the latter complained about the ceiling limping towards the corner and took a quick draught from his flask with his back turned.
"Now, if you haven't already deduced it." Dumbledore said as he waved a hand towards Mad-Eye Moody, "Your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher will be an old friend of mine. Professor Moody has served the Ministry of Magic as one of their leading Auror's and he will be your guide this year."
"We have an actual Auror teaching us Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Ron whispered to Harry and Hermione, "Wicked aint it?"
"Now, I'm sorry for doing this to you all but this year," Dumbledore started before waiting for some of the off hand conversations to stop, "We will not be doing the Inter-House Quidditch Cup."
This immediately sparked an uproar across all the houses. A majority of the clamor coming from those who were on the house teams as well as die hard fans of the famous sport.
Dumbledore waited for a few moments for the students to eventually realize that they were getting nowhere in trying to argue with a man that had the patience of an actual saint and they quieted down.
"Now that I have your attention, the reason why we will not be doing the Inter-House Quidditch Cup is because this year, we will be hosting the Triwizard Tournament!"
A wave of whispers immediately filled the halls as the students talked amongst each other before Fred and George both shouted at the same time, "You're joking!"
"I'm afraid not Mr. Weasley's." Dumbledore chuckled as a man entered from the door on the right of the staff table while giving out a few waves and smiles to the students before taking one of the empty seats, "The Triwizard Tournament dates back several hundred years ago to our ancestors but was discontinued for sometime due to the high mortality rates of both the participants and bystanders. Now, the Ministry of Magic as well as the schools participating in the tournament have agreed to give it another try.To prevent any kind of casualties as well as unforeseen dangers, we have the Head of International and Magical Cooperation himself, Mister Bartemius Crouch himself."
The halls filled with a light applause for the man before eventually dying down with even more whispers popping up amongst the houses.
"However, as an extra safety precaution, no one under the age of 17 may enter." Dumbledore said, drawing many boos from the house, "The decision is final and already put in place with the Ministry of Magic."
"They can't do that to us George." Fred said while throwing his hand up at Dumbledore, "We turn of age in a couple of months and they do this shit this year?!"
"But do you know what I'm thinking brother?"
"Aging potion?"
"I like the way that you think brother of mine."
"Guess I can finally relax for one year." Harry grinned at Ron, earning him a light laugh as Dumbledore continued.
"Now, another matter to touch on is that when the Triwizard tournament was created, it was based on three wizards and three tasks for them to complete." Dumbledore said as he looked across the halls as he spoke, "However, the Ministry of Magic has made an exception for this year with the introduction of a fourth school from a distant land with a fourth contestant joining us."
Once again, more whispers appeared amongst the students. Many of them believed that Hogwarts was the only magical school around while others wondered what it would look like. Was it a castle like theirs? Maybe it was hidden deep in the mountains or in plain sight with powerful magic?
"We've had little to no encounters with magical institutions outside of Europe for a while until a few weeks ago." Dumbledore explained with a small smile, "The school is located somewhere in the mountains of Northern and Central China, protected by an ancient magic that even they are unfamiliar with."
"Crikey mate." Ron whispered to Harry, "To think that even the great Dumbledore didn't even know about them makes me curious."
"I hear ya there." Harry agreed with the redhead before imagining wizards resembling Cho, whom he gave a sparing glance at the Ravenclaw table before looking back at Dumbledore.
"Now the fourth school has sent an ambassador of sort to strengthen relations with both our school and European magic society." Dumbledore carried on, "She will be here teaching a health class that all years will attend once a week."
"A health class? Really?" Ron groaned out much louder than expected, "Why the bloody hell do we need a health class? As if Divintion wasn't already useless enough."
"Hopefully she won't be another hag either." Harry joked while playfully elbowing his best friend before he noticed that the Great Halls had suddenly quieted down.
"It's quite rude to speak ill of someone that you've never met young one." An amused voice spoke from behind him.
Harry slowly turned around to find a matching set of emerald-green eyes looking straight into his own, causing the latter to jump in surprise.
His vision opened up even more to see an extraordinarily beautiful woman straightening her form and hair, her milky skin seemingly smooth and unblemished. Her shimmering black hair flowing exquisitely down her almost unnatural figure that drew the eyes of every person in the halls. The loose robe decorated with a phoenix that reached down to her feet was fastened around the waist with a glimmering sash and decorated sword lay fastened to her side.
"What's wrong?" She smirked while leaning forward a bit more to the point where their noses were practically touching, "Cat got your tongue child?"
Harry words were caught in his throat as he struggled to speak them but he couldn't. Something about her had just taken the words right out of his mouth and left him gaping like a fish.
"No? Alright then." She smiled once more before patting his cheek softly, causing the latter to blush before she walked towards Dumbledore with everyone's eyes on her back and rear.
"I introduce to you, Professor Zhu!" Dumbledore said with a great big smile as Professor Zhu bowed in respect to the powerful wizard before turning to face the Great Hall with a smile of her own while waving to them all, "She has came a long way to teach you all and I hope that you treat her like you would treat me."
"If you do not mind honorable Dumbledore," Zhu pardoned as she stepped forward and drew her sword, causing more than a few of the teachers and students to become both nervous yet curious at what she was doing, "I believe that a lesson is in order."
Professor Zhu ran her finger across her blade and the metal ignited as she did, the fire burning brightly as she seemed unfazed and unscorched by the flames.
"Everyone please close your eyes for a moment." Professor Zhu smiled calmly, somehow managing to convince all of the students, even the most resilient ones to follow her order, "It'll be a quick one I promise."
Harry did as she said and at that moment, she chanted something in a foreign language before slashing the burning sword and a fiery wave flew towards him.
Even with his eyes closed, his vision brightened up considerably before dying down with his somewhat wet clothes instantly dried as well as a warm feeling spreading across his body.
"You can open your eyes now children." Zhu announced as she sheathed her sword, the Halls immediately filling up with chatter and shouts of amazement before Dumbledore managed to calm them all down with his amplified voice, "The first lesson was how to avoid getting a cold from wearing wet clothes. I see that I have my work cut out for me."
"As you can see, Professor Zhu's magic is much different from ours in many ways." Dumbledore said he chuckled while overhearing some of the excited conversations between the students, "But I'm sure that she'll answer your questions on a later day. Now, let us feast!"
The empty plates and goblets instantly filled with food before them as the Halls filled with chatter and Dumbledore led Professor Zhu towards the staff table to be seated.
"Blimey she's gorgeous." Ron sighed as he stared up at the staff table, his food practically untouched despite his signature massive appetite, "First the Triwizard Tournament now this? This year's gonna be great!"
"What do you think Neville? She pretty enough for you to drool over?" Seamus joked while looking at his friend to already find him entranced.
Speaking of which, a large amount of the students couldn't take their eyes off of the beautiful foreigner, the latter who was chatting excitedly with her fellow teachers.
"I don't know what you lot are going on about." Hermione sighed as she enjoyed a serving or mash potatoes and green beans, "She just got here and you all are drooling like a pack of dogs at a piece of meat."
"Someone's jealous ain't she?" George asked while suddenly appearing behind Hermione, "It may just be a coincidence but I think it's jealousy."
"I think it is George." Fred said while appearing behind Harry, "I think that she's just jealous that the new professor managed to capture most of the boys with one look including our mutual friend Harry."
"But can you blame him Fred?" George said while imitating a fish out of water, "Our man was gobsmacked whenever she called him out in front of everyone."
"I certainly can not George." Fred nodded while rubbing his chin in seemingly deep thought, "Maybe our friend Harry likes them old like we thought."
"Bug off you two!" Harry exclaimed with a light blush while trying to wave the two twins away, "I'm just, curious. She kinda looks like someone I knew."
"Like who? Yourself?" Ron joked while regaining his appetite again, "Mate, last I checked. She's a bloody gorgeous foreigner and you're just a shitty English man like the rest of us."
"Speak for yourself mate." Dean said while shooting Professor Zhu a quick look, "Wonder if she has someone?"
"Sure hope not." George said with a chicken leg in his hand, "Be a damn shame if she was."
Harry shook his head before looking up at the staff table to see Professor Zhu sharing a laugh with Professor Flitwick, the former looking towards him before giving Harry a smile and small wave.
"Lookie, lookie here lads." George grinned while tapping his twin on the shoulder, "Looks like our little Harry has got a little crush on our new professor."
"I do not!"
"Do to mate." Fred said as he shook Harry's head while emphasizing on his flushed face, "Don't cry mate. You'll find someone like her someday."
"You prick!"
The group bursted out in laughter as Fred gave up on annoying Harry and sat down next to one of his other buddies and chatted up a storm as everyone else went back to enjoying their meal with chatters of the tournament, new school, and new professor.
As Harry did, he couldn't help but give the Professor Zhu fleeting looks as he ate. Swearing to himself that she looked like someone that he had knew put he couldn't put his finger to it.
After the last of the deserts were cleared up, Dumbledore took to the stand and the Halls quieted down once more to allow for the headmaster to speak.
"Now that we've had our tummies filled and body tired out from the long journey, our guests will arrive on October 22nd and the champions will be chosen two weeks after." Dumbledore said, "Now off to bed you all! You've got a busy day ahead of you tomorrow with your new schedules and what not."
A shuffling of seats creaking and sleepy chatter echoed throughout the halls as Prefects led the students to their respective dormitories for a good night's rest.
"Baffled aren't you Potter?!" Malfoy sneered with his usual gang of goonies right behind him as Harry, Ron, and Hermione turned a corner while splitting off from the group, "The moment that you see a beauty like Professor Zhu you go silent like a timid rabbit!"
"I doubt that you would've done better Malfoy." Harry growled as they stood their ground, "Last I checked, you couldn't even stand up to Hermione right."
"That filthy Mudblood just got lucky!" Malfoy snarled before seeing her out of the corner of his eye and mocked her, "Oh I'm sorry. I didn't see you there. I thought that you were under my shoe like the filthy dirt that you are!"
"Don't you talk about Hermione like that!" Ron exclaimed as he whipped out his wand as everyone else did as well, a tense atmosphere setting in and the pressure dropping onto who would fire off the first spell.
"I believe that is quite enough you all."
Everyone turned to see Professor Zhu standing a few feet away from them illuminated by the torches, a stern look on her face as she crossed her arms over her chest and tapped her foot impatiently on the stone floor.
"Professor!" Harry exclaimed while dropping his guard.
He saw Professor Zhu in front of him for one moment before he blinked and she was immediately in front of him with her sword drawn to Malfoy's neck, it's gleaming blade almost making contact with his pale skin.
"No magic in the corridors Mr. Malfoy." Professor Zhu said calmly as she stared down Malfoy and his gang, "It is time for curfew so get to it now."
"But-"
"Do I have to repeat myself ?" Professor Zhu asked while quickly tapping her sword on his throat, causing him to jump and scurry back into the safety of his friends, "I didn't think I would have to take points away from Slytherin so early in the year but I will do it if you continue this behavior."
"Tch. This isn't over Potter! Weasel!" Malfoy shouted in anger as he shook his fsts while his friends pulled him away, "My father will hear of this!"
"The same goes for you kids as well." Zhu said as she sheathed her blade, "I know that you all know better than this seeing how old you are."
"Of course we do!" Ron exclaimed while standing at attention, his wand already tucked away in his robes before nudging Harry, "Don't we Harry?!"
"Right! Right." Harry said while trying to avoid looking at the beautiful Professor in front of him.
"Now off to bed you all." Zhu said as she gestured for them to go, "You don't want to be late to your classes tomorrow do you?"
"No ma'am." Harry said as the three of them made their way past her towards their dorm as he gave Professor Zhu one last look and joined his friends.
As he did, Zhu crossed her arms over her chest and smiled in their fleeting direction.
"Headmaster Dumbledore was right after all." Zhu giggled while making her way towards her quarters, "They are quite the trio of friends."
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"Blimey Harry." Ron said as they had finished showering and hopped into bed, "Did you see how fast she moved? I doubt that even the best Apparaters can keep up with like that."
"She is quite something." Harry admitted as he took off his glasses and set them on his bedside, "We can ask her tomorrow about it."
"I doubt it." Ron snorted as he got cozy in the warm and soft blankets, "With what I've been hearing, she's got plenty of admirers already so I doubt that we're going to be able to."
"Yeah you're right." Harry yawned as he pulled the blanket up to his chin, "But good night Ron. We'll talk more tomorrow."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah."
Harry looked at the candle beside his bed and imagined the flames that Professor Zhu had sent at them before smiling softly and eventually fell asleep.
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So there's that.
I'll be shipping out a whole bunch of starter stories for other series as well such as Overwatch, League of Legends, and RWBY with a few other to see which is the most popular and which I actually enjoy writing the most.
So, I will be shelling about maybe 3 to 4 starter stories from various series and whichever one I feel like would be worth writing I'll write.
Also, going on a cruise ship for about a week so don't expect anything then.
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This is DaiNightcore signing off with a pirate song and it has been an honor writing for you all.