Chapter 4—Off to school

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The next morning I headed to the nearest Gringotts bank and 'floe'd' to SharpKnife in England. The training began over my being a Lord. Lord Potter I could understand but Lord Black confused me. Seems when a lord no longer is alive or cannot produce an heirs then the title moves on, and he had named me his successor. Sort of made weird wizard sense. SharpKnife made sure I had the Harry Potter glamor down pat before I left the bank. Without the glamor no one would recognize me as my hair was long and my scar was gone.

The shopping was a pain and the school clothing was awful in design and comfort. A lot of the potion ingredients could be called icky by even a strong stomach person.

I was alone in my compartment as I had figured, after many years at school the students had their own friend and making new ones was long past. So it surprised me when a bushy haired girl clutching a pile of books asked if she could enter. It was as if she thought I would cast her out or become violent. As she quietly sat reading she occasionally looking over the top of the book when she thought I wasn't looking, a blond entered and asked if she could join. She had not said two sentences and I wondered if she was short a few marbles or was trying to avoid a real conversation.

Then the fun started. First came a Red-headed lout who seemed to take joy in verbally abusing the bushy haired girl. When I told him to get lost he objected and tried to pull his wand. He finally got off the floor and took his broken nose compliments of Harry Potter down the corridor.

The next jerk was a blond poof who went verbally after the bushy haired girl while his two goons cracked their knuckles. I was not supposed to have a wand so I used a little wand-less magic, and the blond had an attack of constricting underwear. While he fell to the floor screaming like a little girl he tried to remove his pant to get to the offending underwear. This of course got a crowd or heads popping out of compartments. When goon 'one' bent over to help he found his pants gone and a little shove put him on top of the blond. Goon 'two' must have had a thought and he did not like that idea. He backed up and then suddenly bolted down the compartment way knocking other students to the floor. Goon 'one' got up and the blond finally got his underwear off in public. The girls were all giggling and the boys were either grimacing or laughing. The blond was not well equipped if you could refer to that as equipment.

"You seem to have a weird set of friends" I meant this to break the ice and get her talking.

"You should not have done that. You will have the two biggist bullies after you now." She replied and dove back into her book.

It seemed that Hogwarts was a school of a pecking order in the worse kind. I had never seen anything worse in the muggle schools. I learned the girl's names and offered my common room for them to escape and study if they wished. It was good that I did that for both because in come some Asian bitch laying into the blond. The blond looked like she was on another planet which pissed off the Perfect bitch. She found herself in bra and knickers, screamed and ran.

That brought a stern teacher who was looked in need of some sex or she would turn into a prune in the near future. "Who was doing all that magic?" She glared, causing the two girls to shrink further into their seats.

"And who might you be Miss?" I asked almost knowing the response.

"I am not a Miss I am…" I cut her off and said, "Of course you are a Miss with that attitude you have to be single."

"I am Professor McGonagall and I want your wand NOW!"

"Sorry Miss I don't have a wand, never had, was I supposed to have one?" she tried a summoning spell on me and got nada. She must not know of wand holsters with anti-summoning charms.

"I am a Professor and I…" I again cut her off and said, "Whoopty doo, still don't have a wand and I have never had one." She proceeded to check the two girls wands for prior spells and huffed and was about to leave when I asked, "Say Miss, since you claim to be a Professor what are you going to do to the Red-head and the blond poof for harassment, threading students not to mention inappropriate sexual behavior in the corridors?" She stomped off and verified what I had thought were the morals of Hogwarts and the wizard world.

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I got off the carriage as I refused to ride in a boat and was grabbed by a greasy hair idiot who learned; that he ought not to ever lay a hand on me again. He received a slight shock of about 220v A/C. A little charm I learned from one of my tutors. Anyhow we ended up in Dumbledore's office and the fun began. He wanted to know and I told him, "Not school business so it's none of yours, and I want to know where my private quarters were?" Of course that was refused. So then the mind probes started from Greasy and Dumble-ass. I waved and 'slid' out of Hogwarts to SharpKnife who informed the Board of Governors, who informed Dumbledore who provided Lord Quarters. There were law suits in the wizard world and SharpKnife knew them all.

I returned to Hogwarts and as I walked in I was again directed and led to Dumbledore's office. I now get a line of crap that all my score provided from the Salem Institute are phony and all wands that I have are unauthorized and will be turned over immediately. While I knew that the Salem Institute of magic results were phony Dumbledore did not and I handed my copy to McGonagall with a comment, "Funny that I am so stupid. Didn't you tell bone-head I don't have a wand?"

The copy read:

Year end scores for Harry James Potter:

Subject... Practical exam... Written exam

DADA ... ... ... ... O... ... ... ... ... O

Tranfig ... ... ... ..O... ... ... ... ...O

Care of ... ... ... O... ... ... ... ... O

Potions ... ... ... O+... ... ... ... . O+ with honors

History of ... ... O... ... ... ... ... O

Sighed: A Dufus Headmaster Salem Institute

So it was decided that I was stupid, untrained and would be sorted after I got a wand in Diagon Alley. They also just put in the first year classes without any testing. I really wished that Sam had not made me promise not to kill Dumbledore.

I was escorted to my quarters without being allowed to eat. This place kind of reminded me of the Dursley's without the physical violence. De'de provided a very nourishing meal with a couple of butterbeers while Nagas left to hunt rats.

"Master Harry wat yous bee wanting me to doos with the spells theys bees adding to yous?

I scanned my stuff and the room and came up with tracking charms and listening charms. I directed De'de to remove them and insure that they stayed removed. I then headed to bed as I felt a good night sleep would be needed to face the next day.

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We headed to Diagon alley, me and Snape, oh thrills.

My American wand was next to my Death wand in a concealed holster which was invisible and could not be summoned. I was almost developing a smirk like Snape by the time we got to Olivanders. I got the feeling that the wand maker wanted to do something but he took one look at me and ran to the rear of his shop returning with a wand.

"Dumbledore said that this is the wand for you, please I am just a humble wand maker." He had taken a look at the arm that I had my other wands on and ran. With wands being his business I wondered if he could sense the wand from Sam? Snape was to busy sneering to understand what happened. Hell I was getting confused just being around the wizard community.

Now to this time I had yet to enter the Great Hall and be sorted, not that it meant much as I had my private quarters. So I entered the Great Hall and turned to the head table. I really don't know what I would do, smirk or glare at Bumbledore? BUT! I saw that dirty bastard that killed Tineke and I must have snapped because there were curses flying between us like a storm of vengeance.

The wand I got today just burnt out on the first couple of spells I cast but I was also throwing wand-less spells while the wand in my hand was smoking. The end result was a bloody pulp blasted against a stone wall and me holding a wand that was on fire. Madam Pomfrey was repairing my hand while Dumbledork looked like I had killed his puppy, was it the wand or my killing that got that look, who cared.

The DMLE came in with a ton of Aurors and were getting ready to crucify me for killing their favorite Auror MadEye Moody. Thing started popping about that time from multiple directions. Something landed on my left shoulder while Nagas popped up from under my robes on my right shoulder. This undid the disillusioning spell on Nagas. While those two were hissing and trilling at each other Dumbledork was yelling, the students were down to a buzzing and the head Auras was asking questions.

Suddenly one of the red-head twins jumped up and yelled that Moody was in his office and confusion rained on unabated. Amelia Bones grabbed the red-head and left the Great Hall with orders to her Aurors to do nothing until she returned. Minutes later the red-head ran in yelling for Madam Pomfrey to get to the DADA office. In the end they found the real MadEye in his trunk and tests showed Polly-juice on the deceased MadEye. I was pounded on the back, congratulated and make a hero just two minutes after everyone wanted to kill me, this was not a sane society. Of course when I looked at my left shoulder to see what had landed it didn't take Nagas to explain that she was a silver Phoenix. She started trilling and I got images that she was a present from Sam.