Their lessons started over the next few days. But every morning when Harry awoke, Zver was always gone. And he was always the first person to go to bed. Seamus tried to test this theory, he would awake earlier and earlier to beat Zver, but all he was accomplishing was becoming much more sleep deprived.
"He must wake up before dawn." Said a grumpy looking Seamus one practically morning when he had forced himself to rise at half five.
Zver hardly ever spoke to anyone. Saying that, if you asked him anything he would reply. In classes, he'd never say anything but if a teacher asked him a question he would always know the answer.
On Wednesday they had their first Defence Against the Dark Arts class. Everyone sat quietly as Miss Wallworth began to take attendance. She paused at Harry's name.
And she looked at him. She smiled, revealing a white row of teeth, but half were missing.
"Harry Potter." She said as if she was remembering a good time. "I knew your parents, great people. Of course I know a lot of your parents." She scrolled threw the list. "Weasly, yes. Patil, I knew your mother. Ah Longbottom." She turned to Neville.
"Your parents were" she paused "The greatest Aurors I ever worked with, and I worked with Moody."
Neville blushed a deep shade of scarlet.
"Wait. You worked with Moody?" asked Dean Thomas "That means you're an Auror".
"I was an Auror" she corrected him. "It has been a good few years since I gave up that career. And if you speak without permission again, Mr. Thomas, I will punish you."
The class fell quiet.
"Miss Brown? What can you tell me about a Basilisk?"
If it was possible the class fell even move still.
"Miss Brown? I'm waiting."
Lavender cleared her throat. "There was a Basilisk here, four years ago."
"Yes. Continue "
"Well…it's a giant snake, and it's very poisonous."
"Hmmm. Raise your hand if you know what she's forgot."
Several people lifted their hand.
She pointed at Ron.
"It can kill you with a look." Said Ron.
"Exactly. One point to Griffindor. Yes the "killer stare". The most dangerous weapon of the King of Serpents. Yes, to tell you the truth a Basilisk is the reason I left teaching and became an Auror. I was a teacher, and a head of house during those terrifying attacks. When that girl was killed…and of course everyone suspected that it was someone in my house doing it all."
"Wait." Ron spoke suddenly. "Your house? You were Head of House of Slytherin?"
Miss Wallworth rubbed her eyes tiredly and removed her wand. With a flash, Ron's desk was vaporized instantly and Ron was thrown to the ground.
"First rule in my class. You raise your hands if you want to speak. If you don't I will take your desk."
She peered over her glasses at Ron. She smiled.
"Mr. Weasly. You won't have a desk until you can summon one. So you better get at it. Now if I can continue."
Ron was staring hopelessly at the dust that was the remains of his chair.
"When that poor child was killed, I had to help stop the evil that is in this world. And a few years and a lot of hard work, I became an Auror. A career which interests many but few choose."
Ron had attempted a desk. It was a board with four bamboo reeds for legs-it fell apart straight away."
"Miss Granger. Please tell me the how one would create a Basilisk?"
But Zver answered. "A frog must sit on the egg of a chicken."
"I see this class is not a quick learner." And she pulled out her wand again, and with Ron's; Zver's desk was vaporized. Zver was not leaning on his when this happened so he did not fall. He just smiled. Then slowly removed his wand and created his desk back from nothing.
Even Miss Wallworth looked impressed.
"Your homework." She called to the class. "Is to tell me what would happen if you came face to face with a Basilisk, and what would you do. You may begin now."
As everyone began, Miss Wallworth walked over to Harry and said, "Could you make yours as truthful as possible dear."