The shortest chapter yet, it DOES have what everyone's looking for:

*fanfare*

THE MAGE/WIZARD EXPLANATION!

I will not bother you with a further omake.

God, why do i have to train these idiots?

By Eva

"So," Evangeline sighed, as she, Harry, Ron, Hermione and the others sat down at a large, round table set for tea. "Two wizards and a witch, straight from the horse's mouth." Evangeline leaned back in her chair, calmly sipping her tea.

"Eva-san," Negi began, slightly nervous. "I was wondering if you could tell us more about the differences between Harry, Ron and Hermione, and myself."

Evangeline glared lazily at Negi, obviously bored.

"You mean you don't know yourself? And I thought you were a genius."

"Baka-Eva!" Asuna shouted, slamming her fist on the table. "If Negi doesn't know, he doesn't know!"

"It's alright Asuna-san." Negi injected, trying to calm his red-headed roommate. "They only told us there was another kind of magic back at the Academy, they didn't say anything else."

"And there's a very good reason why." Evangeline announced, placing her cup down on the saucer.

"There are two distinct types of Magic, Vetus Penicullus Veneficus,or Old Style Magic, and Novus Penicullus Veneficus, or New Style Magic. The magic you, I and most of the teachers practice, is Old Style. The magic of the wizards and witches, is New Style."

"Hey onii-baba," Kotaru began. With a flick of her wrist, Evangeline encased him in a block of ice, and sent it straight into a wall.

"Call me that again, and I won't go easy on you." Harry Ron and Hermione were instantly petrified. They were clearly dealing with something beyond their experience.

"Eva-san," Setsuna began. "I believe what Koratu-kun was about to say is, what about the Ki style magic he and I use?"

"That's simply a refined form of the Vetus Penicullus. Instead of drawing from the magic energy around the user, you draw on your inner Ki, and manifest that as magic energy."

"Excuse me," Harry interrupted. "But what is this, magic energy?"

"The soul of the earth, is how some people describe it." She answered, taking another draft of her tea. "The earth radiates a special energy, that is the fuel for Vetus Penicullus. Mages then channel the magic energy they draw into their bodies through numerous means. Boya's staff and ring, Yue's broom and Setsuna's sword are examples."

"What about the beginner wands Paru, Yue-Yue and I use?" Nodoka asked, waving her planet-topped wand about.

"Those pathetic things have restrictions on them, to keep too much energy from being released."

"What about our wands?" Hermione inquired, pulling out her vine-wood wand. Evangeline began laughing.

"So wizards still use those pathetic things?"

"Oye," Ron began, but he bit back his retort, as Evangeline slowly raised her hand.

"Novus Penicullus, or New Style Magic is a bastardization of the Vetus Penicullus."

Evangleine placed her cup down, allowing one of her robotic servants to refill it.

"Sometime after the Middle Ages, a group of people discovered that they no longer needed to draw magic energy from the earth. Rather, their bodies produced it themselves. However, this new magic could not manifest though the old means, rather, newer, but weaker wands were produced."

Evangline seemed to tense up as she continued the history lesson.

"What followed was reffered to as The Forgotten War, because it has, for the most part, forgotten among the vernacular people. It was the bloodiest conflict in magical history. This new breed of magic users, Wizards, they called themselves, fought for dominance over, not only the mages, but the mortals themselves. They could use a magic no one else could, and thought themselves 'superior' over all others."

"We know a few people like that," Ron spat. "Malfoy."

Suddenly, the delicate cup in Evangline's hand shattered, imbedding shards of china into her hand, and spilling dark tea all over her person.

"If you value your life," Evangline hissed. "NEVER mention that name again."

Konoka made her way over to Evangeline and began to heal her wounded hand.

"Finally, around the beginning of the 10th Century, a truce was enacted between the Mages and the Wizards. It still holds true to this day, stating that only under extenuating circumstances, are the two to ever meddle in the other's affairs. With that, the Mages began to fade from Europe, as more Wizards began appearing and dominating. The Mages spread their influences farther and faster than the Wizards, thus, while they have a minimal presence in Western Europe, they are well known throughout the world."

Haruna raised her hand politely before continuing.

"So, Harry-san, Ron-san and Hermione-chan can all use magic?"

Evangeline sighed, astounded by the question.

"No they shoot pocky out of their noses. Didn't you hear a THING I said!"

Haruna was unphased by the response, but rather, turned eagerly to the three of them.

"So show us some magic!"

The girls around the table began cheering for a demonstration.

Ron elbowed Harry rudely in the stomach, making him stand up. "Cast a Patronus." He whispered.

Taking a deep breath, Harry withdrew his wand from his sleeve, pointing it over everyone's heads. He closed his eyes, and began focusing on a memory. A memory of the incredible feeling he had, when he first held his wand. He let that familiar tingle work its way across his arm and into his hand.

"EXPECTO, PATRONUM!"

From the tip of his wand, a familiar stag burst forth, gleaming even in the direct sunlight from the windows. It cantered proudly around the room, to the cheers and applause of the girls. Negi himself was significantly impressed, intent on shaking Harry's hand as he sat back down. Even Evangeline applauded slowly.

"A corepreal Patronus at fifteen?" She announced. Eva glared down the three of them, as if X-raying them. Finally she folded her arms across her chest. "Very well then," she announced. "You three shall become the first Dual utor mages in over a millennia."

Everyone gasped at once.

"Can they do that?" Chisame inquired, just as interested in what was happening as the others. Evangeline smiled, displaying two pointed eye-teeth.

"They've never been taught my way." Everyone at the table shuttered, obviously scared at what Evageline had in story.

"You," She shouted, pointing squarely at Harry. "Take off your shirt." The girls around him began giggling, as Harry's face turned from a pale peach, to a vibrant shade of scarlet.

"Take it off!" Kotaru called out from his frozen position against the wall.

"Did I say you could speak?" Evangeline shouted, freezing his mouth shut.

With trambling hands, Harry pulled his borrowed T-shirt off, revealing his bare torso. Ron and Hermione didn't seem to react, however the girls went wild, as if Harry was about to jump on the table and start stripping more. To his horror, Haruna and Kaede seemed to be eyeing him more intently than the others. He even saw Haruna wipe a trickle of blood away from her nose.

Next thing Harry knew, Evangeline was next to him, poking and prodding him all over, jabbing him with her nails, and pinching his sides.

"Pathetic," was her report, leaning against the side of the table. "No physical training whatsoever, and it's clear you have no real fighting experience."

"That's not fair!" Hermione shouted, standing up. "Harry's been through way more than the rest of us."

"Then you two must be even worse than him." Hermione gasped softly, and recoiled. However, Ron stood up, furious.

"Harry's the best damn flyer Hogwarts has ever seen, he survived being bitten by a fucking Basilisk," Hermione 'eeped' at Ron's coarse language. "He saved my little sister, can cast a corepral Patronus AND won the Triwizards Tournament last year." Satisfied, Ron sat back down, unaware that all eyes were on him.

However, Evangeline's eyes were drawn to a familiar spot on Harry's forehead.

"Harry Potter." She whispered to herself. She smirked slightly. "Not that it changes anything, but you do seem to have some experience, but not enough for me to begin training you, or your friends."

"Then let us train them, aru!" Ku Fei announced, standing up. "I trained Negi-bozu, and I'm sure I could whip these three into real shape."

"Yes," Setsuna agreed, standing up next to Ku Fei. "I will be willing to offer my services to training them."

"So will I, de gozaru." Kaede agreed, remaining seated.

However, before anyone could reply, a boming voice cut through the silence.

"There shall be no need for anyone to train anyone!" Negi and Setsuna crouched into a ready position, hands on their weapons.

"Who are you!" Setsuna shouted. A silhouette appeared on the far wall.

"Where the winds are green and the tea leaves dry, from a foggy country, the ambassador of love and courage…"

ANOTHER CLIFFHANGER!

THis one is gonna piss of TONS of people, but it'll be SO WORTH IT!