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"But… didn't Fai say he wasn't going to use magic?" Sakura asked timidly, scooping up Mokona from the ground. They had just escaped Recort Country, thanks to Fai's magic.

"Well, it's not the same as the magic I've used before," he answered, smiling. "This magic is based on sound, you see."

Mokona had hopped up onto Kurogane's shoulder, much to the ninja's irritation. "But look! This country isn't like Recort, is it?"

They were standing on a huge, grassy field. A little ways to the side, there was a large hut. But when the group turned around, they saw a magnificent old castle.

Just then, thunder boomed, and raindrops began to fall.

"Should we go inside?" Syaoran suggested.

"Eh, there's nowhere better to hide from the rain," Kurogane growled. He went up to the doors and shoved them open. The group hurried inside, already dripping wet from the rain.

"Welcome, my friends, to Hogwarts."

-.-.-.-.-.-.-

"We have to retake our seventh year?"

Ron's outraged voice rang through the Burrow, where the Weasley family, plus Hermione, Fleur, and Harry were staying.

"You don't have to, dear, but I think it's best if you do," Mrs. Weasley said calmly, chopping up vegetables for dinner. "Besides, Harry and Hermione are going."

Hermione, who had been poring over her old textbooks, turned her attention to Ron.

"Look, we missed our entire seventh year. This is a chance for us to catch up on what we missed!" she said, smiling eagerly.

"Sorry, Ron," Harry said. "She's already convinced me. And I want to be an Auror, so going to Hogwarts for another year would be a good idea. "

Ron sighed. "Well, I guess I can't just stay at home while you two aren't here. I'll go," he finished glumly.

"Well, that's settled then!" Ron's mother clapped her hands. "We'll go to Diagon Alley before school starts to get whatever we need for your eight year at Hogwarts."

A/N: Er, this is my first fanfiction. Let me know how I did?