Thoughts are going to be in single quotes and bolded.

So I am currently re-watching Rwby to get ideas for writing can I just say that I am impressed with Jaune in episode 8, I mean come on he comes up with an effective battle strategy with no battle experience at all. Although it is less impressive compared to Ruby's kill.

[This is a disclaimer, I do not own anything I have written about.]

"Ummm Harry, how is learning to dice vegetables going to help me learn magic?" Jaune mumbles as he slices more onions.

"The short answer?" The absent minded question slips from Harry's mouth as he turns a page in his book.

"... Is it going to actually answer my question?" Jaune slowly replies, dread already filling his stomach.

"Going to take that as a yes. Now to answer your question the short way, it won't" The slow cracking of the fire is the only response Harry got.

"I really should have guessed that … Now will you answer my question properly?" Jaune goes back to dicing his onions but twitches slightly.

'I can't cut him, I already tried that yesterday the bastard barely flinched' Let it be known that Jaune is a fairly patient individual, well as patient as a 7 year old could be but Harry has a certain charm about him.

"The long answer?" Harry merely flips another page as he waits for Jaune to respond.

"... Yes the long answer." Again Jaune's hands twitch slightly.

"All right then the answer to your question is that learning to dice vegetables will not help you with magic, but it will help you learn potions. You're the one who wanted to learn something Jaune, I told you we can not learn magic for at least another two days." Harry idly dodges the knife that was thrown at his head as he flips another page.

"How exactly was that the long answer!? Never mind I really don't want to know, can't I learn anything else? I mean you did say that you could start me on physical training." Jaune twitches wildly as he no longer has a weapon to vent his rage with.

"Oh you want to start physical training? Well why didn't you say so, we can get started at three now add the onions to the pot." Harry grins wildly as he stares Jaune down.

"Really? I can finally learn something that's valuable? Great …. Hey Harry what am I doing with all these ingredients any ways? Am I making a potion?" Jaune slowly relaxes as he adds the onions to the pot.

"Oh that nah, you're making my lunch now hop to it it's almost done." The stunned look on Jaune's face causes Harry to giggle like a schoolgirl.

"Are you kidding me!? I thought you were going to teach me things Harry, how is this going to make me strong Harry?" Jaune wildly flails his arms as he tries to understand the crazy mind of one Harry Potter.

"I thought we went over this Jaune this helps you with Potions, we can't have you cutting Magical ingredients recklessly, you could get hurt if you miss cut a magical ingredient." Seeing that Jaune is no longer moving Harry finishes the stew and takes it off of the flame.

Jaune relaxes and stares at the stew, he idly cleans his hands and puts the tools away as Harry eats. 'I really should stop blowing up on Harry, I mean he clearly wants to help.' Once everything is put away he turns and sees Harry throwing away the rest of the stew.

'Don't overreact I'm sure he had a good reason for pouring out my hard work.' Again Jaune twitches wildly but he clearly trying to contain himself.

"Um Harry why did you pour out the stew?" Harry seemed surprised at the lack of a reaction from Jaune.

"Short answer?" Harry grins wildly at the barely contained fury on Jaune's face.

'Don't blow up, Don't blow up.' That mantra is the only thing that is currently keeping Jaune from finding a knife to stab Harry with.

"Long answer ….please." Jaune barely manages to growl out his response.

"It tasted awful, you really need to take cooking lessons Jaune. Preferably from someone who actually knows how to cook." The manic grin on Harry's face would of scared anyone except the currently enraged 7 year old.

'I am going to kill him …. Slowly ….. With a rusty spork' Jaune twitches wildly but refuses to acknowledge his rage as that would mean Harry won.

"Okay you said something about physical training?" The seven year old barely manages to speak without a growl.

"All right I guess we can move on to that, you're a party pooper Jaune you know that? Head out to the back, down the hall through the right door. I need to finish eating." With a snap of his finger a perfectly cooked roast appears in front of Harry.

'Are you telling me that he could of made himself a meal with a mere snap of his fingers.' The tiny 7 year old dashes out of the room before he punches the older man in the face.

The halls are exactly as Jaune remembered the same homey feel the pictures seemed to have changed though, it is honestly rather odd as he remembered the frames but the content of each painting is different. Still Jaune decided to ignore it for now in favour of tormenting his host, the small blonde flipped each painting upside down as he passed them.

Hearing muffled steps Jaune decided to run the rest of the way in hopes of not being in front of Harry when he discovers the paintings for some reason when every Jaune did something to upset Harry he would always get revenge by changing the blondes hair colour.

Finally reaching the back door Jaune flings open the door, but he is stunned with what he sees outside. There is a giant tree that seems to be alive as it's branches dance in strange and unusual patterns, the surrounding flowers bloom in a rather odd display as each petal changes colours randomly. The strange backyard is surrounded by a high fence, but it is rather strange as the tree is taller than the fence but Jaune did not see it earlier.

"So should I take that look on your face to mean that you like my garden young one." Harry's voice startles Jaune but he manages to not jump.

Jaune quickly takes out his mirror and checks his hair, hoping that he won't have to go to school with pink hair again. He is rather surprised when he discovers that his hair is still the same colour, the amused look on Harry's face tells him that he knows exactly what the young blonde was thinking.

"Ah don't worry young apprentice I did not do anything yet, I'm afraid that physical training is going to be enough of a punishment still I am not going to take it easy on you those paintings were rather upset about being flipped." Harry smiles with a sinister look on his face.

"Now we won't be using weights as those become ineffective compared to what I am planing, now all you have to do Jaune is wear these bracers and shin guards."

Jaune takes the objects slowly as if he is handling a bomb but he still puts them on, at first nothing changed but then Jaune tried to move he could barely move his hand an inch which was rather shocking.

"Ah I see you already figured out what those thing do, but I don't think you really understand what they do so let me explain Jaune. Those bracers solidify the air around you, making it harder to move as for the shin guards they send small pulses of magic through your flesh increasing your muscles potential." Suddenly Harry picks up Jaune and drags him towards the tree.

"Now Jaune here is where things start to get interesting, this particular tree is an offspring of a rather volatile magical plant called the Whomping Willow now that tree was rather aggressive and tended to kill their handlers so a millennia ago they developed this tree here the Whipping Willow." As if signalled by it's name the tree's branch swings out and whips the young boy.

"Son of a, that hurt. I thought you said the Whomping Willow was the aggressive one Harry?" The young blonde tries to rub his sore arse but he barely reached the area before the tree once again whipped him.

"That it is but I never said this one was not, now this tree is aggressive but it never kills it's handlers now this stems from the fact that the Whipping Willow was invented and raised by a particular sadistic Woman by the name of Regala Granger and her rather interesting views were transferred to her tree." At this point Harry started to giggle like a madman.

Jaune would have responded but he was panting from exhaustion as he had to dodge each whip from the tree.

"Now I am sure you are wondering what this story has to do with you, I was just getting to that so you don't need to panic basically the tree will keep on whipping you until it feels that you can no longer take it at which point it will leave you alone." Of course this response has Jaune throwing his hands in the air and flopping on the ground in surrender, only to get whipped rather hard in the stomach.

"I was just getting to that point if the tree feels like you're not giving your all it will whip you harder so I suggest you keep on dodging or it will hurt you rather badly." Harry snaps his fingers and a rather comfy looking couch appears out of thin air, of course he sits on it and watches Jaune.

If someone told you that watching a seven year old dodge multiple wooden whips was boring then Harry would slap that person. A dodge here and a pivot there, honestly the best training for anyone is always backed with threats of pain.

Still Jaune is only a seven year old so he only lasts another 5 minutes before he falls over in exhaustion, of course the tree sends out a whip to test the boy but he barely flinches so it backs off for now.

"Pant … I ...Pant …. Hate …..Pant … You." If the blonde could he would punch the smug looking man but he could barely lift his neck to look at the man.

"Aww don't be like that Jauney boy, we just got started. Hmmmmm perhaps I should tell you the other feature the shin guards boost." The unnatural grin on Harry's face honestly scares Jaune.

"What feature exactly?" Jaune really did not want to ask but he really did need to know how else is he supposed to prepare for his torture.

"Ah I am glad you asked, you see the Magic that is currently pulsing through your flesh is doing more than just boosting your potential, it is also boosting your body's natural recovery. So if my calculations are right you should be up and ready for more in about …. 60 seconds." As if the tree could hear his words it started to flail it's branches menacingly.

"Surely it can't be that quick I feel like I am about to cough up a lung." At this point he was just trying to weasel his way out as he can already feel the healing effect take place.

"Aw Jaune you really should not lie, it's not very nice all the poor tree wants to do is play with you." Harry's lecture kind of losses it's point when said tree refuses to stop moving it's whips.

"Now Jaune I am sure you're ready for round two come on get to it!"

The only warning Jaune got was a tree branch flying at him.

[This is a disclaimer, I do not own anything I have written about.]

So I like to watch things while I write ….. I just got to Volume 3 …...T-T