Name: The Ripple Effect

Rating: Strong T or a Weak M

Genre: Fantasy, Scifi, Extreme AU.

Warnings: Revealed Magical World, Younger!Harry, Jerk!Ron, Bossy!Hermione.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I do however own the Nefari Race and all the characters that you do not recognise. They are MY intellectual property. MINE! =P

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A/N: Welcome back! I do not have much to say! This might change. This might not. If not. NVJERINGDKVNFDSHIOGBTYHISKNVFDSUKBTYSUI!

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The next day, Harry, Frank and Luna walked down to the Great Hall. Colin, Susan and Heidi were already sitting at one of the tables and they waved the trio over. They sat down and ordered their breakfast just like they did the last night. Along with their meals, their timetables appeared in front of them. Harry picked his up and read it. The classes he today was Alchemy with Hufflepuff, Art, Transfiguration, Duelling, Defence Against the Dark Arts with the Hufflepuffs and Charms to finish up.

"Great, we gotta deal with the Great Peacock" Harry commented, his eyes pausing on the Duelling, which would take place at Period 4.

"You serious? That guy looked like he'd have trouble looking Moony in the eye in broad daylight" Frank said, rolling his eyes, spooning some baked beans into his mouth. His nose twitched and his eyes flicked around, "Incoming"

"Mr. Potter" said a silky voice. Harry turned and looked up at the hooked nose face of Professor Snape.

"Yes sir?"

"I was... disappointed when I found you were not in my Potions class" he said his voice hardly more than a whisper, yet they caught every word.

"I found Alchemy to be more interesting, you know, using potions and the world around me to protect and aid myself and my friends" Harry explained, shrugging. He had been prepared for this moment. He knew that Snape would hate him for looking like his father. He could tell the red in his hair would sink into the man's brain soon.

"Humph. Good answer. Let's hope the school does not require another rebuilding by the end of the year" Snape said. He turned and strode away, his black cloak flapping dramatically.

"... What the hell just happened?" asked Colin, looking at the retreating back in surprise.

"I don't really know..." Harry shrugged, and took a bite of his toast. Colin looked at his timetable and blinked.

"Huh, I have one more class then all of you" He pointed out, pointing at the bottom of the timetable. Where it said Study Period for Harry, it said Magical Customs and Traditions.

"Oh, that's the Mundane-Born compulsory class. All Mundane-Borns have to take it to learn about the Wizarding world. Of course, this was started before the Magical World was revealed to everyone else, so it's not really that important unless you want to go into Magical Politics. If you don't want to go into any Magical Careers, you can just tell your head of house and she'll take you out of it" Susan explained, chewing her hash brown. Colin looked thoughtful.

"I dunno, I'll go for now, just until I think of what I wanna do when I leave Hogwarts." Colin decided, finishing his breakfast. He said his goodbyes and headed off to his first class, which just so happened to be Potions. Harry finished off and checked where his Alchemy class was. Surprisingly, it wasn't in the dungeons, but rather in one of the labs in the Science Lab Centre. He grabbed his bag and headed off with Frank, Luna and Heidi, since they had their class with Hufflepuff.

The Lab Centre was quite a building. It was a large donut shaped building with two floors and a hole in the middle. Their class was on the second floor close to the morning and was one of the four that had wooden floors and wooden desktops.

"Come in, come in" called a voice as they reached the door. Their professor was already inside. Professor Flamel was an elderly looking man with snow white hair and wearing a tweed suit with a bow tie. They walked in and went to a table, but Heidi stopped and stared at him.

"You're wearing a bow tie?"

"Yes. I wear a bow tie now. Bow ties are cool" the ancient Alchemist said promptly, smiling at her. He had an extremely faint French accent, which you wouldn't normally be able to detect unless you were listening for it. "Is this all?" he asked looking at the four of them.

"No sir, a lot of people are still eating" Frank said, scratching one of his ears. A rumbling sound came from his chest as he did so and he promptly stopped.

"Dude, were you purring?" Harry asked, smirking at his friend. Frank went red.

"Shut it Potter" he snapped. Harry laughed, while Professor Flamel chuckled quietly. Soon enough, the last of the students ambled in, one of them being Terry Boot from second year.

"Hey, why are you here? You're in the year above us" Harry asked.

"I had to repeat Alchemy this year after I failed the test last year" Terry Boot shrugged, sitting at a desk by himself. After everyone was seated, Professor Flamel walked out from behind the desk and looked at the ten or so people in the room.

"Welcome to Alchemy. One thing that must be said, is that this is not Potions. There will be no preparing ingredients. There will be wand work included. And before you ask, no I won't be teaching you how to make a Philosopher's Stone" the wizened man said, looking around at them. A few kids in the back flushed a little as his eyes fell on them and he continued, "The art of Alchemy follows the basis of old magic, while still following the rules of magic itself. For those of you unable to use magic, no fear, we have spell-crystals available for use in some of the more complex projects. Some might ask, why is this allowed as an alternative to Potions? Well, the reason is that while it is considerably more complex, it has many uses. The art of Alchemy extends out of mere cauldrons and into the world of enchanting, summoning and in some cases, the darkest of magic available to the human and Nefarian races"

One thing could be said for sure, Nicholas Flamel sure could keep an audience. Harry was already on the edge of his seat in anticipation. Harry looked around and saw that many of the students were the same except for Terry Boot. He'd obviously already heard this speech.

"Today, we will be acquainting ourselves with the equipment being used in this subject. In front of you, there should be a crucible each. The difference between a crucible and a cauldron, is that the crucible is designed specifically for alchemy, and the cauldron could be used as a cooking pot if you so wished, though it's not advised" A few kids chuckled at that, "now, the only other equipment you will need are your wands or spell-crystals and phials for the collecting of elemental essence. Alchemy can be very dangerous, since elemental essence can be released into the air to create flux, which can cause bad things to happen. That, is why we have collectors attached to the side, which collected liquefied essence for us to use in later projects"

The crucible looked like a normal cauldron, but was more square shaped and thicker, with two tanks on each side, which were obviously the collectors. Harry had his wand out on the desk, along with his ten-pack of phials. He noticed that Frank taking a belt with crystals attached from his bag and strapping them around his waists. Each crystal was glowing softly.

"The first assessment that will be handed out this first term will be to create a golem. Golems are very useful in Alchemy, being able to transport dangerous materials safely and even store them depending on the type of golem. They also make great pets and company" Flamel smiled. "They are quite easy to make, but not simple. We will be covering Golemancy in some classes, but for now, we shall do our first transmutation. This is the most simple of them all, and you will need a metallic object. You may use your own, but we have a store room full of bits and bobs you can transmute"

Harry used a steel sponge eh found in the cupboard under the sink of his desk. He looked around and saw Frank using an old screw while the others were using things like pins and in one case, a lunch box.

"You have your objects? Good. Now, in the world, EVERYTHING has an essence to it, and I'm not talking about Fire, Water, Wind and Earth, though they are part of it. There are a total of forty-seven different elements for every single object. Certain magical plants like the fire flower have three essences: Ignis, Flos and Praecantatio. Those are the essences of fire, flowers and magic respectively. Everything has an essence, and sometimes more. A fun fact is that humans have several essences, them being Corpus, Animus, Cognitio and Praecantatio. In this project, we will be transmuting our metallic objects into a different element. It can be anything. All that is needed for this is water, your wands, your object and another object with the essence of your choice"

The class went along with everyone filling their crucibles with water and heating them to a boil. They then had to throw their objects into it along with the sample of essence they wanted to change it into. When harry tossed his metal sponge into the crucible, a metallic looking puff of smoke floated into the air and the water took on a sheen. Harry threw in a stick from the tree outside the window, and a dark green puff floated up, while giving the water a green glow. He then had to chant the incantation "Metallum deh Lignum" and tap the crucible with his wand.

The water seemed to take on a whirlpool effect as it swirled and vanished into what looked like a wooden sponge at the bottom of the crucible. He also noticed that the collectors now had a thick swirling liquid in each, one being silver and the other dark green. There was a puff nearby and a light mist surrounded Luna's table. Professor Flamel walked over and inspected what she made. It looked like a diamond lunchbox, but frost was trailing from the lid.

"Congratulations Miss Lovegood you just created the magical equivalent of a portable fridge" Professor Flamel said, grinning hugely and bouncing on the balls of his feet. Luna looked at the pretty lunchbox with a dreamy look on her face.

"Cool" Frank muttered and turned back to his work. Harry took the wooden sponge from his crucible and tried to scrub the wooden desktop with it. He was surprised when the wood that he scrubbed started growing branches and leaves. Flamel came over and grinned.

"Very good Mr Potter. Ten Points to Ravenclaw for you and Miss Lovegood"

By the end of class, Frank had made a screw that caused the wood it was screwed into to crumble and die when he used a bit of rat poison he found in one of the closets. Terry Boot made an old deactivated gun that shot out flowers and Heidi made a pin that supplied a fresh supply of water when pinned onto a shirt and pressed. Harry had trouble figuring out how that worked. It was with their new toys that the students left Alchemy smiling and anxious for another class.

After that, Harry had Art while the others took their other Mundane classes. After that, it was a break where everyone met up on the steps outside of the Entrance Hall. Harry was scrubbing at the stone wall with his magic sponge and smirked at the vines appearing in the cracks. Frank was watching in amusement as he chewed on the low-fat chips he had gotten from the cafeteria. Dumbledore ended up opening up a cafeteria/canteen area for breaks so that children could buy some snacks if they want. Only low-fat and healthy snacks, but snacks nonetheless. Susan was sitting nearby and had a book on Potions propped against her bag. She was reading about Pimple Creams with a small frown.

"You alright there Sue?" Frank asked, noticing his friend's frown.

"I'm trying to wrap my head around the fact that if I stir this potion the wrong way, it'll turn into an acid. It's pretty mindboggling. Not quite the cut-up-and-toss-in-ingredients method from last year" Susan said, tearing her eyes away from her book to smile at her crush. Luna was experimenting with her new portable fridge and put a lit match in there. She closed it and opened it, revealing the match to be frozen solid, along with the flame. She held it up with a smile and everyone stopped to stare.

"That's... not even physically possible" Heidi deadpanned, her eyes wide. Luna shrugged and tossed the frozen match onto the ground, where it froze a patch of grass before sizzling out.

"What have you guys got next?" asked Colin, taking out his timetable and biting into an apple.

"I got transfiguration with you Colin" Harry spoke up. Frank nodded, having the same thing. Luna just looked dreamily at the forest.

"Cool. I wish I chose Alchemy with you guys. Professor Snape is awful. All he does is write instructions on the board and spend the class praising the Slytherins while insulting and sabotaging the Gryffindors" Colin complained, rubbing a finger along a singe on his robe. Harry frowned.

"Is he allowed to do that?" Harry asked.

"Probably not. He doesn't seem to care though. I considered reporting him, but I figured he'd find out it was me and make my life even more miserable" Colin shrugged.

Harry frowned at this, and stole a hot chip from Frank, popping it in his mouth before his friend could grab it back. His friend growled and Harry smiled innocently back. "That's not fair though. This is supposed to be the most exclusive school for Wizards, Nefarians and Mundanes in Europe. Not even Beauxbatons Academy lets in mundanes, and Durmstrang is only just letting in Nefarians"

"Yeah, well, he'll get what's coming to him. Karma and all" Luna said dreamily, playing with her hair. The Bones Sisters nodded in agreement while Frank read the potions book over Susan's shoulder.

"Well, if it isn't the Boy Who Survived, the loon and the freak" said a snide voice. Harry scowled at the sight of Draco Malfoy. He noticed that he had ignored Colin.

"Malfoy" Harry said stiffly. Draco was a year older than him, and had been insulting the Weasley's in Flourish and Blotts when Lockhart tried to use him to get into the papers. His father was supposed to be on the Board of Magical Studies and has been an avid hater of the Nefarians after they revealed the Magical world. He considered the otherworlders to be not worthy of their company.

"I don't know why you bother being around these losers Bones, what with your aunt being in the Ministry and all" Draco said, smirking at the sisters. They frowned at the blonde boy and his two troll like bodyguards.

"Who we spend time with is none of your business Malfoy. You better clear off before Longbottom and his gang come by. Remember the last time you insulted a Muggleborn?" asked Susan. Malfoy didn't go red, but his cheeks did go a little pink.

"He caught me unaware. Didn't even give me a warning" Draco said. He didn't quite sputter, but it was close.

"Why don't you clear off Malfoy. Nobody wants you here" Colin piped up, scowling at the blonde. He had heard a lot about people like him.

"Nobody asked your opinion, you filthy mudblood!" Draco snapped. He turned with a smirk, and clutched at his nose a second later when a fist shot forward and punched him. "My nose! You broke my nose!"

"Be glad I didn't break your neck" Frank snarled. He had his claws out and both tails out whipping about in agitation behind him.

"Just wait until my father hears about this. You'll be expelled for this you disgusting animal!" Draco spat, blood streaming down his nose. He turned and ran off toward the infirmary. The others stared at Frank in surprise. The hybrid boy was normally very laidback, and hardly ever brought his claws out. The boy relaxed and let the deadly claws sink into his fingers. Susan was the one to break the quiet.

"That was so hot" she said, before covering her mouth when she realised she said it out loud. The others laughed and pushed her little, causing her to crack-up as well. Frank blushed and sat down and picked up his cup of chips, scowling when he saw that they had dirt on them from being knocked over.

"Thanks for that Frank" Colin said in a quiet voice.

"It's no problem Colin. I don't like people being discriminative. I've had to deal with that kind of thing growing up. It was only after I met Harry that they stopped. Plus, you're a friend" Frank said, smiling at the smaller boy. Colin grinned at Frank in thanks.

"Hey, the bell for third period is about to ring. We better get going. I don't want to be late for Transfiguration" Harry said. Heidi groaned.

"Lucky, I got charms" she said. Susan announced she had Potions, which was why she was reading the potions text, and was met with many sympathetic pats on the back. She rolled her eyes and kissed Frank on the cheek before walking off, waving behind her. Frank scrunched his nose and wiped his cheek.

"Ew..." he said, pretending to be disgusted. In fact, he was mentally more mature then the other, but not by much. Secretly he liked the kiss, not that he'd admit it. Harry, Luna and Colin hurried to the Transfiguration classroom while Frank headed off to Maths. Professor McGonagall was a stern and professional woman who didn't take any nonsense.

"Transfiguration is some of the most complex and dangerous magic you will learn at Hogwarts," she said, "Anyone messing around in my class will leave and not come back. You have been warned"

Then she turned her desk into a pig and back again. They were all very impressed and couldn't wait until they got started, but soon realised they weren't going to be changing the furniture into animals for a long time. After making a lot of complicated notes, they were each given a match and started trying to turn it into a needle. By the end of the lesson, only Luna Lovegood had made any difference to her match, though the end would still light if struck against a rough surface.

The next class, was Duelling. Nearly everyone in the year group was in this class. Harry wasn't sure if it was mandatory or a favourite, but he didn't care. The lecture hall was just that. It was shaped like an amphitheatre with a flat base at the bottom lined in a grid. Each step had a desk and circled around the entire room. A large teachers desk was smack-dab among the desks opposite the door and everyone filed in, filling the seats quickly. They were waiting ten minutes and people were starting to mutter.

"Where is he? Is he sick?" asked Frank, wondering why he was here. He couldn't cast spells, but he was listed as part of the class.

"Nah, Madam Pomfrey would have him up and going in no time" Heidi said, looking around in interest. The Duelling classroom was different from the other classrooms. Harry was about to reply, when the door was kicked off its hinges, startling some of the students near the door. They turned and gapped in shock. A group of men rushed in, welding AK-47's and wearing dark clothes and shawls around their faces.

"ALLAH KABAR!" Yelled the leader, and started firing his gun in the air. Everyone screamed and dived to the ground, hoping to miss the flying bullets. Harry pulled Heidi to the ground while Frank grabbed Colin. Luna was still sitting in her chair and staring at the ceiling with that dreamy smile on her face. "Ladies and gentlemen, if this was my fourth year class, I would have been stunned five times, tied up, tossed out one of those windows and hung by my feet." The lead terrorist said, walking to the middle of the room. Everyone looked at him in fear and confusion. The man grabbed his shawl and pulled it off, revealing the cocky grin of Professor Prowell.

"Welcome to Duelling. My job is to teach you how to escape and/or subdue that kind of enemy without being killed. My name is Kyle Scott Prowell, you may now commence the traditional throwing of trash!" he said, smiling. Everyone started tossing rubbish at him, yelling and swearing at him. He grinned through it all and pulled at his terrorist costume, revealing the outfit he was wearing night before. The hale of rubbish subsided and everyone got back into their seats. The men were standing at the top of the stairs, and vanished when Kyle snapped his fingers.

"I was hired back in 1980 to teach students to learn defence against dark wizards and other evils. People have asked why I didn't just get the D.A.D.A job. Simple reason. I enjoy living. Any questions?"

Harry's hand went up and the teacher grinned.

"Yes Mr Potter?"

"How could you have gotten a job in 1980? You look like you should be going to school here" he asked.

"Glad you asked that. The simple answer is, I am not human"

"What!?"

"Yep, not human. I look human, I act human, and some Nefarian's have mentioned I smell human, but I am not a human. I am in fact a changeling" Prowell explained, his body shrinking until he was a perfect copy of Professor Flitwick in Prowell's clothing. Everyone clapped and Professor Prowell turned back into himself, giving a little bow as he did so.

"Now. Can anyone tell me what is included in duelling?" he asked. A few hands went up, and Frank was called on.

"Duelling includes the use of Jinxes, Hexes and Curses in both defensive and offensive styles" He said, sounding like he had swallowed the textbook.

"That's half-right. Five points to Ravenclaw. Anyone else?"

Silence.

"Nobody? Hmph, well. It's not just hexes, jinxes and curses that are used in duels. Transfiguration, Alchemy, Charms and Potions can be used as well. I will be teaching you all of these, as well as Hand-to-hand combat and sword fighting" Prowell finished, walking up to his desk and sitting down.

The rest of the class consisted of them taking notes while Professor Prowell gave a lecture on the different spells that can be used in combination with several martial arts fighting styles and sword fighting techniques. At the end of this, Harry had three pages full of notes and a sore wrist.

After this class, they had Lunch where they congregated at the Great Hall and ordered their meals like last time. Harry ended up with Chicken and Chips and gravy along with a tall glass of lemon squash.

"That was a pretty good class, don't you think Harry?" asked Heidi, sitting next to him.

"Yeah, I can't wait until we start the practicals" He agreed.

"I wish he hadn't come in with a gun. That scared the hell out of me. If I hadn't resisted, it might have torn his throat out from instinct" Frank said, shivering at the idea of taking a life.

"Was he serious about what he said would happen if we were his fourth year class?" asked Colin, lifting an eyebrow. Susan nodded, biting into a piece of apple from her fruit platter.

"Yeah, I'm only a year above you guys, and I could probably take you all on" she said with a smirk. She then blinked. "He came in with a gun? In my first year he came in as a pirate"

"He does this every year?" asked Harry, frowning a bit.

"Yeah, it's kind of a tradition for him. The Weasley Twins love it, and usually ask if they can tag along when he teaches First Years for the first time, just to see what he wears and what happens" Susan said, grinning a bit from behind her glass of orange juice.

"He should just tape it for them" Frank chortled, clearly amused by the tale.

"Yeah, he can call it Firsties going Wild" Harry grinned, laughing a little. The rest laughed loudly at this, even Luna smiled vaguely at the joke.

After Lunch, they had to go to the Peacocks class, and trudged there. They arrived to see three second year students cleaning up the classroom. It looked like it had been demolished a rampaging rhino, and Colin identified the three in the room as Neville Longbottom and Ron Weasley from Gryffindor and Hermione Granger from Ravenclaw. Harry wondered why he hadn't seen her around, but shrugged it off. Harry went in and helped them hold up one of the tables while they used a repairing charm to put the leg on.

"Thanks" Longbottom said, wiping his forehead.

"No problem, what happened here?" Harry asked, looking at the smashed windows that Granger was now repairing and the papers littered everywhere.

"Lockhart let a bunch of Cornish Pixies loose and they trashed the place. Hey, you're Harry Potter aren't you? Nice to meet you. Name's Neville Longbottom, Heir and Scion to the Longbottom House" Longbottom said, holding out his hand. Harry shook it.

"Yeah, that's me. Just Harry though, I doubt Dad would be gone for a while" Harry smiled.

"Yeah, I better get to my next class. See you around Harry" Neville said, smirking at Harry and having his wand, causing the papers to float onto the table in a pile, the tables to repair themselves and the dragon skeleton to hook itself back onto the roof. Ron, Hermione and himself left for their next class, as Lockhart opened his office door a crack.

"Are they gone?" he whimpered.

"The Pixies or the Students?" asked Frank sarcastically, entering the room behind Harry. Lockhart opened the door with a flourish and came down the stairs.

"Don't you worry, young man! I. Banished. The. Scary. Pixies!" Lockhart said slowly to Frank, acting as if Frank couldn't understand him. The Nefarian-human hybrid scowled.

"I'm a Hybrid, not an animal you dickhead" Frank spat, knocking a chair over with his waving tails as he turned to take a seat at the back. He had clearly taken offence to Lockhart's attitude towards Nefarian, full-blooded or hybrid. Harry sent the man a dirty look and went to sit with his friend along with Luna and Heidi, who glared daggers at the blonde imbecile. Frank was there because while he could not use spells, he could still use the knowledge to fight dark creatures and dark wizards.

Lockhart frowned in confusion and looked at one of the students entering the room.

"What did I say?"

"Ew, don't talk to me..." said a Goth girl, walking away from the teacher and sitting in a shady corner.

The following class was mostly them doing a quiz on what was Lockhart's greatest ambition and what his favourite colour was. Frank spent all of it scowling at the man and writing down the most insulting answers he could think of, even getting help from Harry and Heidi. Heidi claimed that if he was going to one day be her brother-in-law, then she should treat him like the Bones treat family. Frank's protests that he and her sister were not going to get married fell on deaf ears.

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Later that night, Harry and his Ravenclaw year mates had grabbed the couch by the fire and were watching a new episode of Simpsons on the TV. Harry was on the couch with Luna and Frank was lying on the floor with his back against the couch and his tails circled around to his front, where he was scratching an itch idly as he watched Bart cut off the head of the Jebediah Springfield Statue.

After that class, it had gotten around that Lockhart had acted in a racist manner to Frank, and it had been revealed that Lockhart felt that Nefarians were as good as House Elves. Lockhart had been called into Dumbledore's office, and it was rumoured that the blonde poofter had been put on probation for his racist actions. This basically meant that Lockhart would be unable to give or take points, or issue out detentions. This also meant that another member of staff would be required to watch any future lessons. Frank had smirked at the news when he heard, and stated that Justice had been served.

Harry idly wondered if Frank had had any hand in this.

"That was an interesting first day, don't you agree?" asked Luna, smiling at the TV idly. Harry wondered if she was even paying attention to what was on the screen.

"Mmm, Alchemy was very interesting, and I enjoyed Dueling, despite the little scare at the beginning" Frank said, bending his head back to look at them upside down. Thankfully, Luna was wearing track pants and not a skirt.

"Yeah, I'm glad I didn't choose Potions. Professor Flamel is much more fun than greasy Snape." Harry said, wrinkling his nose. Frank laughed, finally coming out of his funk from Lockharts actions. Harry grinned.

Yeah, quite a year

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A/N: Hi there, sorry for the linebreaks in the last two chapters, cut them off. I'll be replacing them with the RippleRippleRipple thing soon, just bear with me. I'm in the middle of moving and Internet access is very sparse.

Anyhow, I hope you like my description of Alchemy, and my take on what it entails. In this world, Alchemy is basically creating magical objects and enchanting existing objects using rituals and potions. So it's like a mix between Potions, Charms and maybe Transfiguration for certain things. I'm really looking forward to making the Golems. The fun thing will be that the Golems can be made out of anything. It can be an old trunk to be a Storage Golem, or clay shaped into a humanoid to be a Lab Assistant Golem. The possibilities are near endless! Send in reviews with ideas of the kinds of Golems you want. They will either be used as examples by Flamel or be used as one of the other students personal Golems when they are done.

Any Questions and/or suggestions are whole-heartedly accepted and will be answered and considered.

GOOD NIGHT EVERYBODY!

Needles Out.