Dearest Reader,
As I am sure you have read the notes of esteemed Dr _ about a certain Artemis Fowl in The Underground I am sure there is no need for me to remind you. However, despite being a more than adequate historian and psychologist, he forgot one thing. Artemis Fowl was a mastermind. And every mastermind must have full control of their own mind for that was no misnomer. The definition is in the name. Control over every aspect in the mind is an almost impossible thing, even for a genius with an IQ of 347. Good thing Occlumency is a skill in the Wizard's secret suitcase of magic. Otherwise, how would he fool all of The Underground? Except for me of course. But then, I'm not really that important.
I am here to reveal the true nature and history of Artemis Fowl the Second and then after. And it is your job to spread the word. Please, enjoy.
Signed,
Anynomous
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1992 King's Cross Station, London
"Go on, run!"
As if Artemis would ever do that.
A careful touch of the supposed 'wall'.
A mental gasp as his hand disappeared.
A quiet order to Butler and astonishment as the bulking mountain of a man was swallowed in the innocent-looking red bricks.
The signal, it was time to go.
Determinedly, Artemis kept his eyes open. There's no reason to be afraid.
Chromatic swirls of red and white greeted his eyes before revealing the hidden station. Platform 9 and 3/4
" Oh," Artemis caught himself before he could say anymore. No weaknesses, no emotions.
Robes of all colours and finery covered the gleaming station floors. Butler carried his luggage while Artemis' Golden-Eagled Owl flew up to familiarise himself with the other owls. A couple of other people emerged from the brick wall includind a family of red-headed witches and wizards. The mother seemed extremely proud and was thoroughly embarrassing her daughter who seemed to also be a first year.
" Little Ginnykins,"
" Off to big Hogwarts now."
" Whatever shall,"
" Dearest Mummykins,"
"Do?" The twins finished, grinning ear to ear.
" Stop teasing your sister Fred and George, she's very proud to finally be of year, aren't you Ginny?"
" I'm Fred," George said.
" And I'm George," Fred said, " and you call yourself our mother?"
" How despicable!"
" Yes, yes." Their mother said.
" Get some new material Fred and George, this is getting old." Ginny talked for the first time. " Don't ruin it for me."
Another huffy brother strideded in. Head proud.
" Ah, there's our prefect! " Their mother cried.
" Ah, yes. Did I mention that I'm prefect this year?" The brother spoke up in a smug manner.
" Yes Percy, you might of mentioned it once,"
" Or twice,"
" Or perhaps EVERY FIVE MINUTES OF THE ENTIRE BLOOMIN SUMMER!"
" I think that is right Gred."
" Indeed Feorge."
" Hmpf!" Percy turned his nose haughtily in the air and marched into the train.
" Goodbye Percy!" His mother exclaimed tearfully with her husband.
"If only," sighed George.
" If only..."
And the twins and Ginny followed him into the train.
Meanwhile, Artemis, who has long since said goodbye to Butler and found a suitable empty compartment on the train, buried himself ( neatly of course) in the second year books despite being in the first year. (He was busy in August.) Reading The
Standard Book of Spells: Year 2 and trying out some of the more difficult ones, he found himself thinking of his first day with knowledge of the wizarding world. He honestly already suspected the existence of wizards and witches but with the entire Fowl Criminal Empire to run and research he really didn't have time to find if it had no gold in it, he didn't pursue the dream.
Professor Dumbledore arriving in a cloud of sparkles in his living room.
Overhearing that the Ministry of Magic in Ireland had put a seal on his magic.
His wand, from Ollivander's. Elder wood, 7 inches, Basslik scale with Phoenix feather. The Power he felt with it, only whispers of the power he'll have in time.
His dreams, nightmares, a man with no nose, death, fear, green and silver...
"Hello!"
Artemis didn't even blink. He regarded the unexpected visitor coolly. She was bushy haired and nothing else. That seemed to be the only thing interesting about her. The rest was ordinary.
" I'm Hermione Granger! Are you in fourth year? " Peering at the book in his hands she concluded," oh, you're in second year. How come I've never seen you before? What's your name? What house are you?"
Wanting to just ignore the girl but realising that making enemies so soon would be a bad tactical plan Artemis frowned and answered, " I'm Artemis Fowl the Second and no, I'm a first year. "
" Oh sorry, it's just your so tall and..."
Artemis really wished she would just go. Hermione was wasting precious reading time, which in turn wasted plotting time.
" Excuse me but is there a point in all that rambling?"
" Um, yes. May I sit here? Because all the cabins are full and my friends are nowhere to be found and um." Hermione almost melted under Artemis's searching gaze ."Never mind, I'll just go."
Artemis stared at her retreating back before concentrating fully on his book.
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"First yer's, first yer's, four to a boat! First yer's!"
The boat ride to Hogwarts was relatively uneventful. Unless you count the blond idiot who was taking pictures left and right and who eventually fell off the boat due to surprise when the giant squid appeared right in front off him. Artemis sat by the red-haired girl from earlier and two other boys.
Finally they reached the great curtain of vines before revealing the magnificent castle behind. Hogwarts. God knows this is going to be a heck of a year.
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