AN:
To TheTrueCthulhu: Oops, I'll go fix that right now. I heard that it had to do with oranges so I messed up.To sniplesnorp: I know that in the original series he had a fatal flaw. He will still be immensely loyal but not so much it will cloud his judgement. In my version of the Second Giant War, Percy is more useful. In the last book: Blood of Olympus, Percy isn't nearly as useful as he should be.
When I woke up, I was still in the same position with Hecate. I was furious at her and wanted to yell at her but I was stunned. 17 minutes and 43 seconds passed before Hecate woke up.
"Mmmm... I have a headache... what are you doing Percy?" I wanted to yell at her and say that this was all her, but all I could do was breath.
"What happened? Uhh...wait... oh... OH! Sorry, Percy!" She quickly removes herself from me and changed. Afterward she unstunned me. I was so mad right then that I had to leave to keep myself under control. I mentally noted that I looked 11 again.
Right before I left, I told her, "I am expecting a bed of my own when I come back." She nodded hastily, and I left.
I walked down the road, just strolling around before I caught sight of a park. I sat down on a bench and looked around. To the right of me I saw a sight.
A grey tabby cat staring right at me. This should have been ordinary, but Hecate told me about how Professor McGonagall, the strict teacher of Hogwarts, owned a grey tabby cat animagus.
Dumbledore must have sent her to check on the wizards that moved right next to Harry Potter and if Harry Potter's home would be safe. I knew that a squib lived nearby, and a hilarious prank formed in my head. It was May. What better way to start being a prankster than before school even starts?
I motioned for the cat to come near as I slowly walked torwards her. I automatically knew for sure that this was Professor McGonagall because the cat didn't flinch or move backwards. She just kept staring. I slowly grabbed the cat and rose up with her. I walked torwards the house saying stuff I knew that she would find annoying. Some examples include 'You're cute, aren't you?', 'You seem nice, I will call you... Fluffy!', and most funny of all, 'You smell bad, you haven't been cleaned have you?'.
The reason why it was so funny is because I was planning to do something about it.
"You need a bath, let me help." I opened the bathroom door and turned on the water for the tub. The cat started struggling, then started screeching, and was downright hysterical when I put her into the soapy bath. It took all I could not burst out laughing right there. After about 10 minutes of scrubbing, I took the cat out of the bath to dry her. Professor McGonagall was probably in shock this happened because she was deathly still when I dried her.
I took the Professor to the squib's house where there were a lot of cats. I knocked on the door to find a Arabella Figg right there.
"Excuse me, Ms. Figg, but can you keep this cat? I know you have a lot but I can't keep her so can you?" I knew she would bring the Professor inside because she would recognize her. "She's clean since I bathed her."
I could tell that Ms. Figg was trying hard not to burst out laughing right there. She nodded quickly and took the cat inside. Once the door closed, I could hear Ms. Figg burst out laughing. There was also the sound of an animagus transformation there. I felt like my work was done, so I left feeling very satisfied with my first prank.
—Time Skip—
I mist traveled to my Quidditch stadium again. The last week was fun. It was a nice break compared to all the working. I saw the team head into the separate boy/girl locker rooms. They changed and told me the practicing chart until the World Cup.
"Last week was a little of everything, this week the chasers are working on synchronized passing, as if they have one brain. The beaters will be hitting the chasers, and I will still practice with the snitch. This practice you will join the chasers and only be a chaser. Next practice you'll be a beater, the next week a seeker, and the week after that we will be playing games to let off stress. Then all over again. You got me?" Aidan informed.
"Yup I understand. Let's practice!" I exclaimed.
We all went to the pitch and practiced. Mostly the chasers were already synchronized, but I needed to get into their rhythm. By the end of practice I was about half way there to being as together as they were. After we all changed and were talking to each other, they asked me a question I would rather not have to answer.
"How did you even get on this pitch anyway? It's restricted for the Irish team and who they let in, so how did you get here?" Daniel asked.
"Well, um, I kind of own this Quidditch pitch." I muttered.
"REALLY? I can't believe it. How come we have never seen you before?" Daisy wondered.
"Well, I recently took a blood test at Gringotts and for 'Estates and Properties' this showed up. I guess an ancestor of mine had this built and just left it for the Irish team." I replied. Technically it was true. I did take a blood test and this showed up. My dad, an ancestor of mine, built this. Although I made it sound like I already had the vault. I did say that I was playing Quidditch since I was 9, which meant that I had to know about the wizarding world at least since I was 9.
"Well, that's great for us. Our manager was worried one day the owner will just show up and kick us all out of here. Guess not, or at least we should not get on your bad side, eh?" Jacob joked.
"Guess not, huh?" I chuckled.
We all said our farewells and left to our separate homes. When I showed up at the house, I decided I would prank Hecate for the night I got on the Irish team. It has been a week since then. While I thought on the manner on my new bed (finally!) in my room, the portraits of the founders spoke to me.
"What are you thinking of, young lad?" Godric asked me. Since I was a descendant of Helga Hufflepuff who was always kind to them, even during her fights with Rowena, and kept in touch with Salazar even when he left, they decided to all be polite to me.
"I'm thinking of a way to prank Hecate." I told him. "Maybe Salazar will help since he is known for his cunning."
"Were you guys talking about me?" Salazar entered his portrait.
"Yes, Percy was thinking that your cunning would help for his prank on Hecate." Rowena explained to him. "Any ideas?"
"Hmm... a prank... let me think on it." Salazar walked out of his portrait and 5 minutes later he had a mischievous grin on his face. "I have an idea!"
—Time Skip—3 Days later—
Today is the day. The day I will get her back. It was Tuesday and we were doing 6th year Runes and Arithmancy. When we finished with Arithmancy and Runes that day, I tricked her into taking a bet of 500 Galleons knowing she couldn't resist. She won the bet of who can win a race, which I threw. She walked to me with a smug, oblivious smirk on her face.
"Pay up, LOSER!" She taunted. All I did was grin and gave her the gold. Not any gold, but Leprechaun gold. Specially enchanted Leprechaun gold. Do you see where I am going with this?
Leprechaun gold usually disappears after a while. But I enchanted it so that it had a aura that made you want to keep it and never let go. After 1/2 of an hour, it starts to stick to you. In another 3 minutes, it explodes in red powder, mustard, and skunk stink. She will look like she has yellow dressing all over her, with red powder covering all over and especially her hair. The skunk stink was also added into there so that anyone that gets a whiff of her for the next week will close their nose immediately and walk away. It charmed the mustard to take 1 hour to scrub off, and for the next month she will be shaking red powder out of her hair, no matter how hard she showers. Salazar thought of the mustard and stink, but I added the powder there knowing that she loves her hair.
I payed her and left the house not wanting to get anything on me. The last I saw of her she was hugging the gold saying, "Mine, ALL MINE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!"
On my way walking back into the house I heard a faint 'poof' and saw a window in the house completely red from powder.
I smirked to myself and said to myself, "Prank complete."
————Time Skip————
The rest of the time we did Runes and Arithmancy (Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday) Hecate either scowled or glared at me. She got so mad in fact, that she declared that if she ever watched a Quidditch game with Ireland in it, she would cheer for the opposing team. I didn't really care because the laugh I got when I saw her head to toe in gunk was the best I ever had. The next Sunday showed up and told me that it was time for Potions and Care of Magical Creatures.
"Potions is an art. There are so many different substances and combinations that can be used. Strength, speed, sleeping, calming, cheerful, boils, and many other things can happen through this branch of magic. I am aware that you are planning on creating a mental healing for the longbottoms. I also know how you are planning on making a reversal wereworlf case. Both of these can be achieved through the art of potions. I will explain to you the different types of substances and how they react to each other." Hecate went on to explain the effects of ingredients.
There were five categories. The first being extremely effective, basically these were ingredients that had a lot impact on a potion, ether by effect or because they would explode if not treated properly. This included things like lion's teeth and frog eyes.
Then there were the mildly reactive items, things that would react well with any potion, but won't necessarily push it's effects into a potion. These were mainly used to make a potion more bubbly, give things a kick start if you will. This mostly included herbs and other greenery items.
Then came the basic items, items that didn't really do anything expect support other things. This included things like water or coffee beans. Yes, for some reason coffee beans were potion ingredients. Hecate mentioned something about making them taste better.
The fourth type were submissive ingredients. These were the most common as they were the most well used. They were very reactive and were used to dilute or reduced the reaction rate of other items. They also however pushed their own magical properties into a potion, this made them useful, kind of like a wild card.
And the last type were unreactive ingredients. They basically had a lot of magical potential, but to get to them you basically had to burn them with acid or cause a near explosion for anything to happen.
(AN: I got this explanation from the author, I'mjusttryingtofindmyway. This is a better explanation for potions than I can ever think of.)
Care of Magical Creatures was fun. I practiced with nifflers, unicorns that actually let me touch them, bowtruckles, hippogriffs, and many more creatures. There were so many that were so fascinating. 3rd through 6th year Care of Magical Creatures were so fun.
I started making some potions, and I found out what Hecate meant by my dad's powers helping me. I naturally felt the right effects for the potions. When a recipe, for example, says 9 clockwise spins 2 counter-clockwise spins, I would instantly know that the 2 counter-clockwise spins would dilute the potion. I breezed through first year since I already had the theory ingrained in my mind from my demigod powers mixing with my wizarding powers. The hint I have been waiting for Hecate to tell me about cake when I was studying 6th year potions at the end of the 4 weeks. (I was a natural at Potions so Hecate decided to go further.) She told me that phoenix tears mixed with water tainted by a bezoar would be great at healing almost anything. Even minds. BOOM!! There goes the hint.
Ever since Hecate told me that, I rushed to make my company. I decided to name it 'The Grasner Foundation'. The name would come from my alias, Mr. Charles Grasner, billionaire, a kind person who helps in any way he can. I quickly hired many people, and within the next month the Grasner Foundation was up and running. I was there for the interview of all the Heads of Departments and the Heads of the Sub-Departments with an illusion of me being 32, not 11. Within a week of everything being up and running, I approached a Augusta Longbottom saying that I got the potion that can fix her son's mind.
During the time that I set up the company, we (Hecate and I) moved on to Herbology. Since I would only be studying 1 subject instead of 2, we finished it in half the time as usual. Afterwards, Hecate introduced me to Legilimency and Occulumency. I understood the concept because of Hecate's master explanation. She compared it to being as calm as the ocean the days all the water is flat. Also, being a demigod helped with my mental defenses. Hecate compared Legilimency to a wave, piercing through to the beach where it soaks in. When it soaks in, it finds your thoughts, look through your knowledge, and explores your memories.
Hecate told me to pretend to be a natural Occulemens so that no one will question my godly mental barriers. Now that I got through all of the spell casting and stuff, Hecate let me use my wand instead of wandless magic. IT IS SO MUCH EASIER!!!! Since I had such power from doing everything wandless, I can do silent spells with nothing but a thought.
The day we left for the Hogwarts train was approaching fast, but I had enough time to start on the treatment for a Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom.
AN:
The full potion for the longbottoms are the ingredients followed:
Phoenix tears
Water tainted by beozars
Bowtruckle legs
Lion's whisker.
Cocoa tree leaves.
Sweeteners include:
Sugar
Cinnamon
Vanilla
The potion is light yellow. It smells like cinnamon. We will see the beginning of the Longbottoms' treatment and the Hogwarts express next chapter. I will also add the Sorting. Review please!