The Peverell Descendant
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17th September 1991, 3:50 am, Hogwarts.
Harry walked towards the entrance hall. He reached there in a couple of minutes. He saw professor Flitwick standing there in a blue and black costume. The peculiar thing was that he was wearing gloves in both hands.
"Ah! Harry. Come. You are early." Said Flitwick when he spotted Harry.
To which Harry replied "Better early than late, am I right professor."
This statement raised a chuckle out of the half goblin.
"Well Harry, Walk with me." Said Flitwick as he walked towards the Hogwarts grounds.
"Now Harry, before we start training, I would like to know if you have been trained by anybody before?" asked Flitwick.
"Yes sir." Replied Harry. "Alastor Moody has helped me control my magic. He also taught me a few basics duelling stances and also a lot of my physical exercises are a result of his teachings"
Flitwick nodded his head and said "Hmm….. Yes! Alastor Moody. It has been such a long time since I have heard of him. You must have made quite an impression on my former student. He does not take on many students. That explains why he was so interested in you."
Yes…Wait! Former student!" said Harry, shock evident on his face.
Flitwick chucked and said "Yes. I was his teacher once upon a time. When he was in his fourth year, he requested me to teach him. I saw potential in him and taught him duelling till his seventh year. He was one of my best students and also one of the only few to become a Journeyman for charms."
"Well professor Flitwick, I was planning to do the same" asked Harry.
This brought a smile to the professor's face. While bending his head to check the time, Flitwick said "Harry, it is 4:00 am right now. You have exactly 30 minutes to finish your exercises and then we get started."
7:30 am, Hogwarts, Great Hall
The hall was bustling with activity but the attention of most of the people was on the groaning Ravenclaw who was grimacing with every bite of his toast.
This was his first day of studies and Harry was already sore but he had learnt an important lesson, Professor Flitwick was a very harsh teacher.
No one would expect such a sweet professor to be so cruel. On top of the body numbing exercise in the morning, Flitwick has him wearing ankle and arm weights. According to him this will help in fast movement of his arms and ankles. That made his body hurt more than before.
'I hope all of this pain pays off in the future' thought Harry as he got up carefully trying not to hurt his body even more.
It was a funny sight for Andrew to see his brother use his left hand to support the right hand while eating the toast.
It looked as if he was not the only one who had noticed it. "What is wrong with your brother?" asked Hermione as she sat down next to Andrew.
He shrugged his shoulders and said "I don't know. It seems that he has been doing that since this morning since the breakfast has been served."
"Maybe he is in pain" said Ron as he sat down to the other side of Andrew.
"Pain? From what?" asked Hermione.
'Let us ask him ourselves" said Andrew as he saw Harry leaving.
The three of them managed to corner Harry right next to the corridor from the great hall.
Harry noticed them immediately and said "Hello Andrew. How are you?"
"I am fine. These are my friends Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley." said Andrew introducing his companions.
"Nice to meet you" said Harry and he winced and extended a hand.
"No offence Mr. Potter but I think it will hurt you more of we shake your hand now" said Ron.
Harry chuckled and said "Please call me Harry. Mr. Potter is my father."
Before Ron could reply, Hermione interrupted him.
"Hello Mr. Potter. I am Hermione Granger. I am honored to meet you. You broke all of the previous records in most of the subjects. What is your secret? How do you remember everything." said Hermione in a single breath.
Harry was taken aback for a second but replied anyway "Miss Granger again I am Harry. Mr. Potter is my father. And to answer your question, I have an eidetic memory and a little bit of magical power to back it up."
"Eidetic Memory! I myself have a good memory but not eidetic memory. Is there a magical way to get eidetic memory?" asked Hermione.
"Yes there is but you have to learn it under the guidance of an expert. It is calledOcclumency."
"Why should you learn it under the guidance of an expert?" asked Hermione curiously.
"Well, if you don't learn it under the guidance of an expert, while compartmentalizing your brain, you might just split your brain into two parts. An expert would prevent such a thing from happening."
Before Hermione could ask anything else Andrew interrupted her and asked "You were in a lot of pain today morning. What was that about?"
"Oh that. I was learning how to duel under Professor Flitwick today morning. Right now he not teaching me any of the flashy stuff. Just trying to make me faster and react better to spells. I had to endure a morning full of high powered stinging hexes while strapped to these" said Harry as he revealed his weights.
"Anything else, I am getting late for my potions studies." Said Harry.
"But Harry, Potions classroom is closer if you go through that way" said Hermione pointing to his opposite direction.
Harry winked and said "Who said I am attending Snape's classes. I am studying independently for my N.E.W.T.s. Well kids it's been fun but I think Ron here needs to eat something" said Harry as Ron's stomach rumbled.
Ron blushed red till his ears and the three of them went back to the great hall to eat breakfast.
Harry felt a lot better as he walked towards the potions practice room assigned to him. 'The potion that Flitwick gave me is pretty effective' thought Harry with releif.
He reached his practice room and whispered the password to the door knocker and with a knock the door opened. He set up the equipment and began brewing The Draught of Living Death.
He placed his textbook on the stand to his left and placed a second book titled maxime ingredientia explosivae on a stand to his right. This was a very rare book that he had found in the potter Library. It was a book that contained alternative ways to prepare the ingredients which makes the potion more efficient with less effort put into it.
He took out a quill and an ink pot and dipped the quill in the ink pot and began the first correction as he began comparing the ingredients and their reactivity with each other in the second book. In the end, he made only a few minor tweaks to the standard way of preparing potion but it would have increased the percentage of success by a significant amount.
Nodding to himself at the final procedure, Harry began preparing the ingredients.
Finally it was around 3:30pm when he had finished studying for the day. The best part about independent studies was homework. Harry had found out that he did not need to do any homework. He just needed to maintain his grades in the sixth year examinations and he would be clear.
This freed up a lot of time for Harry who would use this time to learn new spells and master the spells that he already knew. It would help him in his lessons with Professor Flitwick. Speaking of whom he had to give the signed sheet back to him.
He got the parchment signed by his professors during the Breakfast. He waited for them to finish their breakfast and approached them. His only worry was Professor Snape but it was unfounded as Snape just sneered at him and signed it in a hurry and thrust the parchment back to him.
It took a few minutes to walk to Flitwick's office. Harry stood in front of the door and knocked.
"Come in!" said Flitwick. Harry walked in and handed him the sheet. He accepted the sheet cheerfully and before Harry knew a blue spell was sailing towards him, Harry spun out of the way and pointed his wand at Flitwick.
"Well done Harry! All of this after a day's practice. You still need to get faster but this kind of a reactions speed after only a day of practice is remarkable." Praised Flitwick.
"Well Professor" said Harry "Alastor tries this all the time I meet him. After the first hundred times you get hit, you start dodging spells." Flitwick just laughed at that comment.
After an exhaustive day, Harry fell asleep pretty quickly. The next day morning, he was up again dodging spells form Professor Flitwick. After an exhaustive work out and a very heavy breakfast, Harry went to the Classroom assigned to him. He began practicing his Non-Verbal casting by trying to break and repair the desks in the classroom repeatedly. The feat of the day was when he cast the shield charm Non-Verbally. It was a powerful shield charm and Harry was quite proud of it. Taking a break, Harry took a stroll through the grounds and then returned back to his class and began preparing for his electives.
His electives for the sixth and seventh years included Runes, Care of Magical Creatures, Magical theory and Spell Crafting. Granted the final two of the courses are corresponding courses that he had taken up with the Japanese School of Magic Mahoutokoro.
He was introduced to this sort of correspondence course by Professor Dumbledore. It was a coincidence that professor Dumbledore walked in on Harry's conversation with Professor McGonagall about new electives. He then told Harry about the correspondence program, gave him a pamphlet that explained the program in detail and shooed him away so that he could talk to McGonagall about something important.
According to the pamphlet, spell crafting and magical theory went hand in hand. You need to know basic magical theory to start spell crafting. Fortunately, the first years were taught basic magical theory which was enough to get him started on spell crafting. As he learnt more of magical theory, the more he applied in spell crafting. Finally, for his M.S.E (Which was the Magical Standard Examinations) practical for spell crafting, he showed off the first spell he had created - augue.
It was a basic spell that emitted fireballs. It is more useful than the incendio spell in a few simple ways incendio was a jet of flames that is significantly slower than augue. If you increase your magical input to incendio, the jet of flames grow hotter but the size of the flames remain the same but if you increase your magical input to augue not only does the flame grow hotter but the size of the fireball also increases and so does the speed of the fireball. One disadvantage of this spell was that if you use too much of power, it's likely to explode right in front of you.
That was why Harry always wore protective gear while practicing this spell.
Harry was also taking. Runes was not what he had to be. There was a rumor in Hogwarts that you could perform "wondrous feats of magic" using runes. You just need to find the right combination of them. It was a pretty old rumor and since then many students have tried to find ways to achieve this feat. But unfortunately, Runes are just the letters (symbols representing various sound values) of a runic alphabet.
Harry knew about the fact that it is not possible to use runes to perform "wondrous feats of magic" but still, he chose to study runes because most of the old magic texts were in the runic language and many of them have not been translated. It was only his knowledge of runes that prevented him from reading many books in the Potter Library.
He did not want to continue Arithmancy because of the increase in workload and Professor Vector completely understood. The increase in workload from fifth year studies to sixth year studies is a lot hence he had to forego Arithmancy.
Again, by around 3:30 he was done with his studies and was walking back to his common room. He managed to answer the question and got inside and went to his room and slept till dinnertime.
Harry entered the Great Hall to eat his dinner when he heard a voice
"Having a last meal, Potter? When are you getting the train back to Mummy?" It was blond haired Slytherin.
"You're a lot braver now you're back on the ground and you've got your little friends with you," said Andrew coolly. There was of course nothing at all little about Crabbe and Goyle, but as the High Table was full of teachers, neither of them could do more than crack their knuckles and scowl.
'I'd take you on any time on my own,' said Malfoy. 'Tonight, if you want. Wizard's duel. Wands only - no contact. What's the matter? Never heard of a wizard's duel before, I suppose?'
'Of course he has,' said Ron, wheeling round, 'I'm his second, who's yours?'
Malfoy looked at Crabbe and Goyle, sizing them up.
'Crabbe,' he said. 'Midnight all right? We'll meet you in the trophy room, that's always unlocked.'
When Malfoy had gone, Ron and Andrew looked at each other.
'What do you mean you're my second?' Asked Andrew "I have never heard of the term in context of dueling"
"Well, a second's there to take over if you die,' said Ron casually, getting started at last on his cold pie. Catching the look on Andrew's face, he added quickly, "but people only die in proper duels, you know, with real wizards. The most you and Malfoy'll be able to do is send sparks at each other. Neither of you knows enough magic to do any real damage. I bet he expected you to refuse, anyway.'
'And what if I wave my wand and nothing happens?'
'Throw it away and punch him on the nose,' Ron suggested.
"Well Ron, you cannot punch him in the face. There is a no contact rule in the challenge." Said Harry suddenly appearing behind the duo.
Ron jumped a little and glared at the person behind him. After realizing that it was Harry, his glare subsided. Harry was absently twirling his wand as he said "You knows, the duel is taking place after the curfew, maybe you should be careful and not wait too long for him"
"You are actually encouraging them to go participate in the duel?!" said an incredulous voice
The three of them turned back to see Hermione with a few books glaring at Andrew and Ron.
"Andrew and Ron, both of you mustn't go wandering around the school at night, think of the points you'll lose Gryffindor if you're caught, and you're bound to be. It's really very selfish of you." Said Hermione heatedly.
"How did you hear about the duel?" asked Ron.
"You weren't being particularly silent, I am surprised if the entire hall did not hear you already" said Harry dryly.
Ron and Andrew blushed at that and began eating.
Harry looked at the three of them and said "Look I think you should do what you think is right. If you want to duel that blond haired idiot then by all means or if you don't want to then don't go. Just evaluate your decision and take action don't just charge in blindly."
Andrew nodded at Harry who took a final look and went to the Ravenclaw table and began eating.
After Dinner, Harry slept in early. All in all it was a pretty boring day.
Thank you for reading my story. I have updated the initial three chapter for better flow of the story and a little bit of grammar and spelling corrections. Do check them out.
QUESTION TO THE READERS: Do you want Harry to rescue the Philosopher's Stone or should Andrew do it?\
EDIT: While rereading the last book, I realized that the spelling is Peverell not Peverall. Changes made throughout the story to rectify this.