Chapter Seven
During the first week, the teachers didn't give a lot of homework; this was so that they could get reacquainted with there classmates. Harry dressed in his now standard clothes. As he was breakfast professor Dumbledore decided to make an announcement;
"Dear students, it has come to my attention that last years High Inquisitor made a couple of rules, I hereby declare these rules invalid, there for every one who was for example on the quidditch is and was banned is here by reinstated. This is irreversible by anyone but me."
At the end of Dumble's bombshell Harry looked shocked, not because of the reasons most would think, which was that he was glad to be allowed to play quidditch, but the fact that he was forced on the team. Never did the idea to play bad to get kicked of even enter his mind.
The classes that day passed in a blur for Harry. After returning to the common room, he learned that Weasley was made quidditch captain. Which angered him. After all, the boy was incompetent when it even came to quidditch. The boy could scarcely defend one ring and was only a year on the team… Then it hit him, it was Dumbledore's doing, again. It was a way for the man to manipulate him, so he would have less time to prepare, for the battle that was sure to come.
The next day would be a day to be remembered, the lesson with professor Tonks, was rather interesting.
Tonks was sitting on the end of her desk, waiting as the students filled in. Once all students were in the room Tonks began the roll call. After the roll call Tonks said;
"We shall start this lesson with defining evil. Now who believes that he or she has an idea as to what evil really is."
Ron raised his hand and answered when Tonks indicated that he could; "That's a rather simple question professor, evil is the same as dark magic and those that use them."
At this statement many of the Slytherins looked angry while Harry snorted, which in turn caused Ron to round on him and say; "Well if your so knowledgeable, why don't you tell us what evil is."
"Very well, be ready Weasley, be ready to learn and of course to take notes." Was Harry's smirked response.
"Evil and Dark are two subjects that are often mixed up together. The definition of evil, in the view of the so called good, is that evil is nothing more then people without inhibitions or morals, meaning that someone who is evil, for example, that person would have no qualms about killing someone with a much as a second thought. Now a so called good person would then be the opposite of an evil person, therefore a good person would always be respectful, friendly, kind and so on to his or her peers. Therefore Weasley we can conclude that only a hand full of people are Good and only a hand full are Evil, the rest of humanity is in between that, most people are Grey, different shades of Grey, but Grey non the less. People such as you and me Weasley… Now dark is…."
"Thank you Harry", Tonks cut him of there; "I see that some of you have realised that not every dark wizard is evil, if that were so, then many of the aurors would be evil, would they not?" Hermione though slightly shaken by Harry's story asked Tonks;
"What do you mean by that Professor Tonks?"
"What I mean miss Granger is that aurors learn the so called dark magic's, it is often the only thing that keeps us alive in combat against the forces of HE-WHO-MUST-NOT-BE-NAMED." Gasps ran through the classroom at her statement and many who wanted to become auror seemed to have second thoughts.
"That is not to say, that you would become evil using the dark arts, one can kill as easily with a cutting charm, as one can with a killing curse, I actually recommend that." Harry said.
"Why?" was the question that ranged out throughout the classroom.
"Because though most magic's are classified as dark are not, the unforgivables are addictive, which causes you to want to cast it more and more." Many students, even those of the pure-blood family's seemed to think this over.
"How do you know that Potter, do you have experience?" Weasley sneered.
"I wont lie to you Weasley, I have attempted to cast the cruciatus curse, however I was to pure to cast it, well that is to say, the evil way to cast it." Many looked confused at this statement and Neville decided to continue;
"The unforgivables are aptly named because there are two ways to cast them, one way is to use negative emotions to power the curses, the other way, is to focus on what the curse does and then will the magic to work that way."
Most of there classmates believed that Neville was still timed, not assertive, so the fact that he picked up the narrative, was met with shock by most people. The class broke out into whispers and soon the end of class, was announced by Tonks, who couldn't take it anymore.
"Before you go, I want 2 scrolls of parchment on what dark magic is. Harry could you stay behind for a second?"
The class filled out and during this Harry walked up to Tonks. "Harry where did you become so wise?" Tonks asked as ever, blunt and to the point. "The second my godfather died, his death forced me to grow up and see the world as it was, rather that the naïve Gryffindor that I once was. Death does that people, Tonks."
"Have you ever grieved for him Harry?" "I would have, had I known him, but the fact is that I didn't, further more I know that he would have wanted me to enjoy life as much as possible." Tonks just nodded her head and send him of.
Headmasters Office
"Albus, you will never believe this, Harry Potter and Neville Longbottom are capable of more advanced tranfigurative magic than which I teach during first term."
McGonagall said excited. Albus Dumbledore however didn't seem to like this as his face turned grave, before he spoke;
"Minerva, would you be so kind as to place a copy of your memory of your class in my penisive?"
"Why of course Albus." she said, while putting her wand against her temple and drawing her memory from her mind, and dropping it in the waiting penisive.
Memory
Harry just shrugged and decided to use some ancient nearly forgotten transfiguration magic. 'terra de corporeus' Harry spoke with a controlled voice, his wand pointing at the ground in front of him.
What happened next would be forever ingrained in the memory of all students, green and brown vines shot from the ground spiralling around each other forming, what most would later learn a golem in the form of a dryad. Jaws dropped, even the stern transfiguration teacher looked stunned at the tranfigurative magic.
Pointing his wand at the immobile golem Harry intoned; 'aer de accipio' and 'flamma de vita' the creatures eyes suddenly snapped open and looked at the class, before moving to Harry.
Once Dumbledore re-emerged from the penisive, it appeared as if all the blood was drained from his face. "Minerva, did you recognise the spells he used?"
"No actually I did not." "I don't know why, but the magic Harry used was magic used in the time of the founding of Hogwarts." Dumbledore explained, though he kept thinking that Harry was slipping more and more from his control, still not realising that he had no control over Harry anymore.
"Interesting, perhaps I could ask for a copy of the spell module."
"Yes, yes Minerva. Would you be so kind to leave, you have given me a lot to think about."
"Very Well Albus, don't think to long about it."
"I wont" was the reply she got, while already walking out of the door.
Harry P.O.V.
In a different part of the castle, Harry Potter was seen sitting together with Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood and the exchange student Kathy Miller. The foursome was discussing the British Politics. Or rather they were discussing the British minister of magic.
"I like the way the minister has taken charge of battle, a pro-active war-minister is exactly what we need in these times." Neville said.
"I heard that the minister managed to arrange a seminar for the entire auror department and the DMLE, in unconventional duelling." Luna added.
"Kathy continued with; "yea I heard that to, he had James Evans teaching, even though
Evans won. Insiders spoke of a bet, between the two, which is why Harry or James is to be given command of battle, should either be on the battlefield."
She turned to Harry with a questioning look. Harry smiled at her and said;
"I spend my second month in America together with James, the man taught me a lot, as you could clearly see on in the train station."
"Yea, you rocked out there Harry." Kathy said.
"Why thank you, but I only took out a few, most were taken out by the aurors, once they were actually listening to me."
"That was creepy Harry, I didn't even know that anyone could move like that." Neville spoke.
"Yes it was quite impressive Mister Potter, if I were younger, or you were a tad older, I might have been one of your sappy fans."
While his friends seemed shocked, Harry turned towards the source of the voice and said; "I might be able to say the same thing miss Tonks, well, without the sappy fan part."
Instead of embarrassing Harry, it was he who embarrassed her. How does he do it, she thought to himself. Suddenly she raised her wand faster than any one could follow and shouted 'PELLO'. Harry however only snapped his fingers, and her spell rebounded into the sealing. "Wandless magic", Tonks screeched.
"Yes and no. I did do magic without a wand, though not without a focus item, you see Oliver Olivander sold me this pair of fingerless gloves, which he created to replace the wand."
"Unbelievable", Tonks said in a daze.
"…Snarkels fly around your head." Such comments could only come from Luna Lovegood. This seemingly random comment snapped Tonks out of her daze and she said;
"I'll keep this a secret for now." And with that she left.
"I guise we to should head up, its getting late and I have a healing class in the morning. Goodnight."
The others repeated the comment and together they left, towards their common rooms.
It was Monday morning and Harry got a nice lie in, or he would have, hadn't Weasley and Granger cornered him. Hermione immediately started laying into him; "HARRY, HOW COULD YOU BE SO DISRESPECTFULL TOWARD THE HEADMASTER, I SHOULD CU…" she however could not finish her rant when he interrupted her.
"HOW COULD I, HOW COULD I, THE MAN HAS THE GALL TO TRY AND CONTROL ME, AND YOU REPRIMAND ME FOR TRYING TO GAIN INDENDANCE! FROM WHERE IM STANDING, IT LOOKS LIKE THERE IS MORE THAN THAT WICH MEETS THE EYE, WHEN THE TWO OF YOU ARE CONCERNED. With that said, Harry apparated into his trunk, to take a relaxing shower in his multi-shower-head shower. After having the shower, he dressed up and went to the kitchen, where he proceeded to have a late breakfast, before apparating up to the hospital wing, where his healing class with Madam Pomfrey would take place.
His disappearance caused Hermione to be quite annoyed, first Harry proved that one could apparate within Hogwarts and now he just left after saying what was on his mind. It didn't even come to Hermione mind that Harry said, that he didn't trust them any more.
Ron on the other hand was dissecting the screaming match the only way a chess champion could and was startled when he realised that Harry didn't trust them with any sensitive information anymore, perhaps that was the true reason why he never wrote after leaving British isles. When Harry voiced his thoughts to his girlfriend Hermione, she seemed shocked at not realising it before Ron. When she finally gathered her wits about, she dragged Ron to the headmaster to relay the conversation. Once that was done, she went to healing, the class she shared with Harry, well Harry and Neville.
"Good morning class and welcome to healing. Ahh, mister Potter, I am not surprised to see you here, you have after all a reserved bed every year." Harry chocked on the last bit of his sandwich, which he was eating. Fortunately for him, Neville thumped him on the back and he managed to start breathing again. "There are such magic's as anti-chocking charms mister Potter, though we shall cover them later, today we are going to cover the basic cut healing spell. The incantation for this spell is 'exaptare', it creates an aura of healing magic at the tip of your wand, trace this over a cut on some one, and it will close. Just hold your wand slightly above the cut, that you are trying to heal."
"Madam Pomfrey, how are we going to practise this spell, if there are no cuts to heal?" Was Hermione's question.
"Yes, I see your problem, however I had anticipated this and I prepared dummy's with cuts that you can try to heal." Her reply seemed to satisfy Hermione, she did have one question though.
"If you have these dummy's, then where are they?" Madam Pomfrey just waved her wand in response and a dummy with several cuts appeared before each and every student.
Soon the sound of students casting the spell could be heard throughout the entire hospital wing. When the class came to an end, Harry had been rewarded 10 points for being the first (and last) to successfully cast the spell, which only infuriated Hermione more. At the second the class was over, Harry vanished out the door and once out vanished to the kitchens, for a small snack, before heading to his next class of that day.
