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Chapter 2

The Rwenzori Mountains, or the Mountains of the Moon as they were more commonly known as were absolutely beautiful.

Hermione and Kingsley, who had insisted on port-keying with her, had landed at the bottom of the majestic summit. She had taken stock of the land, still having a hard time believing that an entire school existed inside the mountains. But she could just make out the face of the edifice further up that had to be the entrance to Uagadou. Magic still had a way of surprising her, the witch feeling comforted that for the first time in a long time the surprise was a good one.

They walked a few feet before Hermione felt the familiar sensation of Wards letting her pass through. Kingsley said, "We've been given permission to apparate to the entrance where the Headmaster will meet us." He held out his arm for her to take. "Shall we?"

Apparition would always feel like Hermione was being squeezed through a tube, but she was long past the times where she would immediately lose her lunch afterward. The door to the school was open, a tall Egyptian man waiting just outside of it.

Hermione let Kingsley take the lead, knowing it would be expected of the acting Minister of Magic to make the introductions. He held out his hand, the Headmaster accepting and pulling Kingsley into a half hug. Hermione didn't let her surprise show at the display of familiarity, not wanting to offend her new Headmaster on the first day. Hermione hadn't thought to pick up a few etiquette books, she'd been too bust being smothered by everyone she knew.

They broke apart, the Headmaster saying, "Minister Shacklebot, I hope all is well."

Kingsley nodded. "We have a long way to go, but we've had good people helping with the recovery." He looked fondly at Hermione. "Headmaster Nimr, may I present Hermione Granger. She is one of those good people. You couldn't have picked a better representative of Britain to attend Uagadou."

Hermione refrained from rolling her eyes. Trust Kingsley to always be a politician. Headmaster Nimr looked at Hermione, amusement in his eyes. "Yes, when Albus first wrote to me about her I was tempted to persuade her to switch schools. Alas, my gut told me she needed to be at Hogwarts."

After a few more pleasantries, Kingsley regretfully declined the invitation to dinner. "Unfortunately, I cannot be gone too long. I leave Miss Granger in your capable hands." He pulled Hermione into a hug, Hermione hugging him just a little tighter now that he was leaving her. He spoke lowly. "I don't have to tell you to make us proud. You already have. Stay in contact. Do you still have your coin?"

Hermione nodded. She had produced the same type of coins she'd used for the DA for the Order. It had been an immense help when Patronus messaging became dangerous to use. "I never leave without it."

Kingsley released her, nodding in approval. With a final nod of respect for the Uagadou Headmaster, he apparated out.

Headmaster Nimr escorted Hermione into the school, making small talk on the way to his office. There were no moving staircases or walls filled with talking portraits. It was different from Hogwarts, not bad but still different.

They stopped at a door, the name Headmaster Nimr engraved on the surface. The Headmaster put his palm on the door, releasing a small pulse of magic. The door opened, Headmaster Nimr grinning at her astonished face as he led her in.

That was much better security than a password.

"Tea?" He offered as Hermione took the seat in front of his desk.

Hermione nodded, taking in the Headmaster's office. Like the office at Hogwarts, Headmaster Nimr's office was dominated by bookshelves. She recognized a couple at a glance, but most had titles that Hermione could only guess was in Egyptian, Arabic, or one of the African dialects. Hermione also noticed plenty of tiger figurines.

Curious, Hermione asked, "Is your Animagus form a tiger?"

Headmaster Nimr, who was bringing her tea over, chuckled. "What gave it away?"

Hermione accepted the tea with a grin. "I was curious once I read your name. Nimr is Arabic in origin and has multiple meanings of different cats. All the lovely little statues confirmed it for me."

Headmaster Nimr laughed, "Albus always said you were intelligent. That intelligence is one of the reasons why I wanted you in my school."

Hermione looked at him knowingly. "But it was my control over all the elements that sealed the decision?"

He nodded. "It is rare for a witch or wizard to be able to control multiple elements, much less all of them. Often times, a person will only be able to control one element to an extent and will never master it."

Hermione frowned. "I was under the impression that controlling even one element was difficult once your accidental magic is controlled. I only know of two wizards who could control an element…"

Headmaster Nimr grinned at her. "Miss Granger, you only know of two British wizards who can control an element. You British rely heavily on wands, losing the ability to be without them over time. You see, elemental magic is an extension of you. Have you not noticed that you control them better without a wand?"

Hermione nodded, not able to deny it. "When you say we lose the ability to be without a wand, what do you mean."

"Think of magic like a muscle," he explained. "You need to keep practicing magic to grow stronger. When you start learning to control a wand and do not keep up with wandless practicing, you effectively weaken the wandless muscle until a great emotional upheaval brings it out. Like all unused muscles though, once the adrenaline is gone your body is tired and your magic is drained."

Hermione blinked, astonished at the information. She couldn't help but wonder how much easier her time on the run would have been if she hadn't needed a wand. She said, "Why does Wizarding Britain train us this way, then? They treat wandless magic like it's some great magical feat."

"Wizarding Britain has always stuck by tradition," he said. "When someone can do regular magic with only their mind, now that is a great magical feat."

Hermione had so much more questions on whether that was even possible for a grown witch or wizard, but decided to save them for a later date. "Are you saying in order to become 'one with the elements' I have to master them wandlessly?"

Headmaster Nimr opened a drawer in his desk, taking out a crude book. "In part, yes. As you know, many Pyramids around the world have hidden magical knowledge safely hidden in them. This was discovered some time ago, around the time I first became Headmaster of this school."

Hermione took the book, noticing it was really a bunch of parchment bound by string. The first page was written in runes. She stared hard at the runes, quickly deciphering they were Norse in origin. Hermione looked up. "What is this doing in an Egyptian pyramid? It's Norse in origin."

Headmaster Nimr shrugged. "That is a question we still have no answer to." He made to say something else, but she was already looking back down at the text.

Mumbling, she translated, "The worthy who completes this ritual will have the blessing of Odin and be one with the elements. This is a gift granted by the All-Father. Should the being undertaking this ritual not be worthy, they will lose their power."

Startled she looked up again. "Am I reading this right? In order to become one with the elements, I must complete a ritual? And if I'm not worthy, I'll lose my magic? Has this been tested on anyone? Do we know what the ritual is?"

Headmaster Nimr held up his hand to stop her questions. He said, "The ritual is written down in detail on the next several pages. This has been tested. That person was not worthy, and while he didn't lose his magic, he was never able to control an element again."

"Who?" Hermione asked quietly.

"Me," he said simply.

Hermione bit her lip. "Yet, you want me to undergo this ritual?"

Headmaster Nimr took the book back, staying silent until he'd locked it up in his desk. "Miss Granger, I could only control two elements. After I failed the process and lost control over my elemental magic, it was deduced that the one attempting needed to be able to control all of the elements. As for the worthy… I hope I do not need to explain to you why I believe you are perhaps the only worthy elemental for this."

Hermione had her doubts. Was she worthy? Did she want to take the risk it entailed? Hermione knew all about Odin's legendary favor of warriors. She didn't want to be a warrior. People seemed to believe differently, but she didn't consider herself a warrior. It was why she hadn't taken the Auror position offered to her. It was why she hadn't taken the investigative position offered to her by the ICW.

Then again, could she really turn this down?

Shoulder slumping, Hermione asked, "Did Professor Dumbledore really believe I could do this?"

"Yes." The answer was clear. There was no hesitating, as if they'd discussed this so many times he already knew the answer.

Hermione nodded. "Alright, when can we do this?"

Headmaster Nimr laughed, delighted with her. "First, let me assure you that the ritual will not happen anytime soon. I want you to master all that you can wandlessly before we do this, to give you a better chance at succeeding. Second, when I said that your intelligence was one of the reasons for my consideration in accepting you into Uagadou I meant it."

Hermione asked, "What do you mean?"

"I believe you will do great things in our world Miss Granger, and I want to help you achieve that. That means when I accepted you for full admission to this school, I meant full admission."

Hermione's eyes widened. "You mean attend Uagadou for seven years?"

Headmaster Nimr nodded. "Yes, I invited you here with the full intention of you becoming an Uagadou alumni. How many people can say they graduated from two prestigious Wizarding schools?"

He did have a point. "Will it really take me seven years to master my elemental magic?"

He shook his head. "Not at all. For this first year, I want to teach you how not to depend so much on your wand." At Hermione's instinctive response of making sure her vine wood was with her, he frowned. "That is exactly what I mean. You need to let go of the fear that you can do nothing without it. We will focus on wandless magic this first year and continue your fire training. I know you know the ruins of other languages, good job on that Ancient Ruins O, but all students at Uagadou are taught the language of all the dialects of Africa."

Hermione blinked. "All of them?"

He chuckled, "Yes. While you do not have to be fluent in speaking them, you need to know enough to read it and give the right pronunciations for spells."

That made sense. "Is that all for my first year?"

"Is that not enough?" At her blush, he grinned. "As a matter of fact, there are some subjects that might interest you. Professor Dumbledore intended for you to take Occlumency and Legilimency lessons, but he passed before he could bring the subject up with you. We do not have a specific class for it here, but I will teach anyone who is willing to learn. Is this something that interests you?"

Hermione nodded. "My best friend tried to teach me the basic of Occlumency, but he's rather horrible at it himself."

"Then we will pretend you've had no training at all. I don't know if you know, but I have a mastery in Ancient Ruins and Transfiguration. Another Professor has her mastery in Potions. We are both willing to take you on as an apprentice."

Hermione almost choked on air. "Three masteries? Is that even possible?"

Headmaster Nimr smirked. "It is if you stay here all seven years."

Seven years. Seven years of only going home during holidays and possibly summers. Did apprentices even get summer vacations?

Hermione snorted internally. If she thought the boys would have freaked out at the news of her leaving the country, she'd hate to see their faces when her letter explaining that she was a full student of Uagadou got to them.


AN: I had to look up the greeting customs and preferred drink for Egyptians, so if I have it wrong, I'm sorry. It all came from google.

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