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Chapter One
Mordorns Legacy
Albus Dumbledore sank back in his seat, massaging his temples. Before him sat the four heads of the Hogwarts houses; Professor McGonagall, head of the house of Gryffindor looking extremely worried while leafing through a copy of Hogwarts: A History, Professor Severus Snape, head of Slytherin scowling fiercely and muttering under his breath, the diminutive Professor Flitwick, head of Ravenclaw wearing an expression somewhere between a smile and a frown, and Professor Sprout, head of Hufflepuff scratching her head in confusion.
Dumbledore sighed wearily, for the past five hours they had been arguing constantly over a most perplexing situation, for since this morning instead of a neat row of four house tables, the Headmaster of the prestigious school of magic woke to find five rows of tables, for a new house had emerged from nowhere, and to add more confusion to an already puzzling situation, the Hogwarts crest now had five symbols arranged in a neat pentagram instead of four symbols in quadrants; a fierce black dragon now decorated the coat of arms of Hogwarts, not to mention that the age old book Hogwarts: A History now had an additional five chapters regarding the new house.
"It says here that the this alleged fifth founder, Merithius Mordorn, was the half-brother of Salazar himself," said McGonagall, looking at the book as if it had grown three heads.
Dumbledore sighed again, "Minerva, I do believe that's the fifth time that you have told us that particular fact-"
"-I couldn't care less if he was the brother of Merlin himself, you've read the book yourself Albus, that man was mad. He was beyond dark, even Salazar himself disagreed with his principles!" said Snape slamming his fist on the table.
"It also says that he was a wrymtongue, he could communicate with dragons! I never thought such a thing was possible, dragons cannot be tamed, the very fact that his closest confidant was a black dragon lays testament to his ferocity," said Professor McGonagall, frowning.
Dumbledore put up his hand to silence Snape who was about to launch into another angry tirade, "Please Severus, Minerva, you both know that this is powerful ancient magic at work. I cannot do anything to stop this occurrence; we just have to accept the fact."
Proffessor Flitwick frowned thoughtfully, "Albus, do you think it's a coincidence that this new house appears the same year Harry Potter is to start Hogwarts,"
"Why yes, I have given that some thought but as I said before; we just have to wait and see," replied Dumbledore absently, but inside his head the gears were in motion; Could it be a coincidence, or is it just another occurrence in the grand scheme of things.
"But for now we have more pressing concerns, Severus have you managed to find a way into the new castle tower,"
"No Headmaster, I cannot even recognise the type of magic used to seal the entrances, but obviously it is the Lair of Mordorn and if my guess is correct it can only be opened by someone sorted into Mordorn," replied Snape scowling.
"Hmm… yes the sorting hat had a lot to say about Merithius Mordorn, it appears he was a highly secretive man, apparently even more so than Salazar Slytherin. But I wonder, who will be the head of the new house," said Dumbledore looking significantly at the still scowling Professor.
"Don't even think about it Headmaster, I'm not babysitting the filthy spawn of a power hungry madman, I'm a busy man as it is," replied Snape, glaring at the old Headmaster.
"How about we four Heads all take turns in presiding over the house, one each term," said Professor Sprout.
"A capital idea," squeaked Professor Flitwick, jumping off his seat.
"That would be the most feasible option," said Professor McGonagall.
"Does anyone have any objections to that," said Professor Dumbledore looking at Professor Snape.
Professor Snape, who looked like he was about to object, instead nodded his head and rose out of his seat, "If you'll excuse me Headmaster, I have classes to plan for."
The other Professors all took their leave and left the Headmaster to his silent contemplation, Fawks, the Headmasters beautiful red phoenix flew over and crooned softly in the Headmasters ear. Professor Dumbledore chuckled, "Yes Fawks, this is going to be an interesting year indeed."