Hi~

I tried to update, but I didn't have any chance to write recently. and I was so busy at Pottermore. I managed to solve the Magical Quill Challange questions on the first day, so I spent most of my computer using time with that. The wedsite is great, and I hope October comes quickly so more people can join this facinating experience. It's like you're entering Hogwarts for real.

Oh, and you will have to be sorted. I'm in Hufflepuff, and proud of it. (Though my friends told me that Ravenclaw was more suitable for me.)

Another thing! I forgot to do this is the first, second, and third chapter-

Disclaimer: (Sadly) I do not own Harry Potter, or Percy Jackson and the Olympians, or Septimus Heap. (T.T)

Finally! Problem starts in the three worlds. Harry isn't going to play Quidditch after all... Enjoy!

Chapter 4

Bad news

Harry was waiting for Hermione and Ginny to come out from their rooms. Ron was preparing simple muggle balls to play with, because if they use the real Snitch and Bludger, it might fly over to the muggle town or something.

That's when Harry saw Mr. Weasley and Percy appear out of thin air.

"Mr. Weasley!" Harry called and started toward them, but when he noticed their expressions, he stopped in his tracks. They looked very beaten up, and their hair was messy. Percy's clothes were torn. Mr. Weasley hastily threw down his workbag, and pulled his wand.

"Oh hello, Harry." He nodded at him and stormed into the house. "Molly! Come here! I need some help!"

Percy gave Harry a nod, and his expression immediately turned serious.

Ron stared blankly at his father, and turned to Harry.

"What's going on?" He asked. Harry shrugged.

Hermione and Ginny ran down the stairs laughing. "Hi Percy! We- Oh, what's going on?" The girls gasped. Harry shrugged again. Percy ran into the living room, and grabbed the four stunned teenagers. "Harry, I hear you guys can do basic protection magic?" Hermione nodded.

"Do it!" he yelled. "We have to protect the house!"

Still puzzled and worried, Harry ran to the garden and started to say the words of the protection magic. He did that so many times when he went to hunt Horcruxes, he was quite good now.

Hermione came to his side, muttering, "Salvio Hexia… Protego Muggletum… Muffliato…" She waved her wand, and whispered, "What's going on? Not the Death Eaters."

Harry frowned. "Yeah, it could be. Some survived, you remember? They might want to take revenge on us."

Ron joined them. "Dad told us to come inside. He'll explain…"

Everyone gathered at living room. Even George came down, and mouthed at Harry, 'What's going on?' Harry couldn't answer him. He just mouthed back, 'You'll see.'

"What is it, Dad?" Ginny asked, concerned.

"Something weird was reported." Mr. Weasley said. "We were trying to catch dementors and lock them up or something. They could harm muggles, you know."

"We were using magic to sense the dementor's positions, but today, we couldn't find a single dementor. None." Percy said. Ron's jaw dropped.

"Then, something terrible happened." He continued. "A fog, a black fog started rolling in, and soon, we were surrounded. And I saw all sorts of things. All my hopes, dreams, my family, my true love, (Mrs. Weasley glanced suspiciously at him.) everything that I loved seemed to be surrounding me. People were calling their lover's names. I was tempted to stay there forever in the darkness, but dad grabbed me, and we escaped."

Hermione had her hands over her mouth, and Ginny was frowning. "But what is the black fog? Is it some dark magic?"

Mr. Weasley shrugged. "It….well…felt different. A completely different kind of magic. But so many people are in there, and we don't know how to clear them."

Everyone sat in silence. Finally, Mr. Weasley broke it.

"Well, now, there is no point sitting around here and thinking. I'll go and strengthen the protection, and you boys and girls can go to your room."

Harry grabbed Ron and Hermione, and raced up the stairs into Ron's room.

"What is happening?" Ron asked. "Black fog… what is this fog thingy?"

Harry and Ron both looked at Hermione in an expectant way, waiting for her to spill out answers.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "I'm not a textbook!" she snapped. "Besides, I've never heard of a black fog…. Especially the one that makes people see things… Oh, can't this world be in peace?" She crossed her arms.

Harry and Ron both looked at each other, and Hermione spoke, "Well, I'll do some research in my books. I have lots and lots of books about dark magic… Anyway, I need to check my History of Magic answers. Ron, can I use your desk?"

Without waiting for an answer, Hermione grabbed her bag and pulled out a huge scroll of parchment full of complicated questions. Then she pulled out a small scrap of parchment, and started to read the questions to it.

"Now she's going mental." Ron said to Harry, who was wondering why his best friend was talking to a scrap of parchment.

Hermione whirled on the two boys. "I'm not going mental Ron." She snapped. "This is the Answer Parchment. If you read a question to it, it will give you answer. I also have the hint parchment. It will give you hints of the question."

"Wait…" Ron muttered. "Did you say, it will give you answer to any question?"

"Yes." Hermione said.

"Then…" he looked up at her. "Why don't you ask the answer parchment? How to solve the problem at the ministry! The black fog!"

"Oh, Ronald," Hermione scoffed. "Do you seriously think it answers that? Even the wizards in the ministry doesn't know how to solve it! You can't just ask, 'Please give us the answer; how can we solve the black fog problem'."

Harry was watching this with amusement, and he saw something.

"Hermione!" Harry exclaimed. "Look! Letters are appearing!"

Hermione jumped and grabbed her parchment. "Oh my goodness… It is… giving us answers…"

They all leaned forward to see the neat clear letters writing across the surface.

The answer lies in the new room at the Department of Mysteries.

The words faded away, leaving the trio in a stunned silence.

How was it?

Hmm, I hope you like my 'Answer Parchment' idea. I thought it was a really existable object in the wizarding world. Though please don't ask questions like "But how can the Answer Parchment have the answers to solve the black fog (Darke Fog, in Septimus Heap)?". It's like asking "How can the author know all the events?" at the 'PJO characters read the Lightning Thief' stuff. I just can't explain.

And one more review! Thank you, Mistdale. I'll keep writing!

I'll try to update quickly as possible. Maybe one more chapter today? But in Korean time, I have to go to bed soon! So I don't know.

Please review! I really want some more reviews, but since my story is going to be long, and the story hasn't even started yet, I still have hopes. But your comment still warms my heart(?).

See you soon-

-Jiho Kim