The Science of Magic
A Crossover by Heather Mattingly
Prologue
In the middle of August, when schools in Walkerville, Rhode Island were just getting started up again for the 1995 school year, a red-headed teacher packed up her desk. The kids sat at their desks.
"But Miss Frizzle, why do you have to leave? We don't want any other teacher." A pudgy young boy with a baseball cap asked.
"Yeah, we want you. You're the best teacher ever…" Asked another student, a short-haired Asian-American girl.
The teacher smiled softly. "It's just for this year class. Another school desperately needs my help and I promised the headmaster that I would come. I'm sorry class. But I'm leaving you Liz and the bus for company."
"But field trips won't be the same and the teacher we do have… It won't be the same… We couldn't take any field trips without you…" Arnold said sadly.
Miss Frizzle smiled slyly at them. "With the bus, you'll find we won't be apart for long… I'd never leave you children without a way to reach me…" She loved the children who she saw as her finest students. She'd even finally taken the promotion to a higher grade when they expressed great sadness in leaving her for middle school. But now another school needed her for this one year. "Don't worry… I would never just leave you…" She said. "Now I have to go. I have to be in England and settled in by September 1st." She grabbed her bag and looked down at the little green lizard. "You know what to do Liz…"
Liz nodded and went to sit on her caregiver's desk. She waved quietly as Valerie Frizzle quickly left the classroom.
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In the middle of London, a young boy with black hair walked through a crowded alley, reading and rereading his book list with his best friend, a young man with fire-engine red hair. "Ron… I have a feeling we aren't going to find some of these books in Diagon Alley. Look at this, How Light and Color Works, Erosion by Wind and Water, A Recipe for Weather… Chemistry for Beginners?" He read just a few of the listed titles.
Ron nodded. "Yeah… Those are weird titles… They don't sound like Defense books either. Who is our new professor going to be?"
Another teenager, a girl with frizzy brown hair looked at her own list. "And that's not all. We actually need supplies we would use in a science class… This could be cool. Maybe… Maybe it's possible there's more to magic than we really know yet… Maybe this professor plans to teach us this… Oh I can't wait!"
Harry nodded. "I'm glad that Dumbledore was able to save me from expulsion. I'm actually looking forward to this class for the first time since Remus was our professor."
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AN: Yes, an HP/MSB crossover. I can't help but think Frizzle has to be a witch who decided to use her magic to help muggles.
