Time to Ascend

The door slammed shut behind Harry, who immediately took position against the wall. His eyes flickering across the Four Heads of House, Headmaster and the Ten Hufflepuffs who were glaring daggers at him.

"No-one is going to attack you." Said Professor Dumbledore soothingly.

Harry snorted "Forgive me Professor Dumbledore that I do not believe that in the slightest. Due to the fact that these ten people who have the audacity to call themselves my peers, colleagues and in certain subjects better than myself decided to attack me AND Professor McGonagall in the corridors which is against the Hogwarts Rule of 'No Magic to be performed in the corridors'.

The retort came not from the Headmaster but the Judge "It is myself who is preceding over this turn of events, Mr. Potter. I am Judge Magister Gideon Walker and you will refer to me as either 'My Lord' or 'Your Honour', understood?"

"Yes, Your Honour." Harry replied. Forcing himself to look into the helmeted face of the Judge and not the sneering face of Snape.

"Do not worry about Professor Snape. I have had several complaints about him already. Right now I want to hear what caused this disgraceful turn of events in Hogwarts."

Harry sighed "As you wish Your Honour. It all started in Herbology. I was working with three Hufflepuffs, three of them are here as we speak. Anyway, for the House of hardworking and working together, they let me deal with the work and I ended up losing my temper with them and I lost points from under the breath muttering. I proceeded to the Library to get the homework done. If Sprout…I will give my professors the respect I see fit, if she was going to be snarky and unfair then I'd treat her work the same and put the effort in other subjects. However, I then overheard four Hufflepuffs one new one say that they had some of their older Housemates outside the Library. I was accosted and I escaped, only to land in the trap outside the Library. They started it, I finished it. I finished it with extreme thoroughness after they attacked Professor McGonagall."

Gideon nodded and turned to the Hufflepuffs, he stiffened. The Hufflepuffs were evidently denying the events. He could almost taste it, the helmet the Judge Mastigers wore, allowed them to observe magical fluctuations that occurred in every day mannerisms and using these it was easy enough to deduce who was lying and who wasn't.

"Your verdict?" Asked Snape with a sneer.

"Mr. Potter is indeed telling the truth although he will have three weeks of detention and lose fifty house points for excessive self-defence, reckless use of primal magic and use of magic in the corridors. It should have been eighty points but I'm giving thirty for ingenious defence, defending a teacher and not going eye for an eye. Something your father would have done, yes I do know your father…rather I did. Let me tell you this as a being a year older than him and in the same house you're more like your mother than your father."

Harry nodded "Is that everything?"

"As arrogant as ever Potter, strutting about the place like you own it." Snarled Snape.

Harry's eyes turned purple and yellow and he concentrated. The ground in front of him erupted into a symbol and two figures appeared. One was a female and the other was a male. The male figure wore dark purple robes with a pointed hat, and held a metallic looking staff. His counterpart looked very different, a pointy hat and light blue outfit with a rounded wand instead of a staff.

Then in a voice that sounded far, far older than Harry's own Harry ordered "DARK MAGICIAN! DARK MAGIC ATTACK! DARK MAGICIAN GIRL MAGIC ATTACK!"

Snape froze, turned black and grey before snapping back into real time and was unceremoniously hurled across the room slamming into the wall "That's for the three and a bit years so far of utter degradation, humiliation, bullying and threats against me and my the people in my year aside from your precious Slytherins…It's also for your inability to let hold of a grudge for something that happened nearly twenty years ago." Harry growled sounding less like a teen and more like an ancient magic user dealing with an unruly apprentice.

Harry collapsed, creature summoning took a lot out of you. As did using his arcana, but less so and using them all together. The Judge raised an eyebrow "Why?"

"Your, honour whenever Snape and I are in the room he immediately rounds on me and as for now, I've just been attacked by my peers…"

"You'll serve your detentions with me for the foreseeable future."

Harry nodded "Your honour, I have your lesson next…We weren't…"

"Supplied any texts? Yes, because this first lesson is less to deal with what you will learn but more to do with the magic you want to study."

Harry nodded "Your honour, may…"

"Yes you can. I am a teacher. I am here to guide you and teach you about your intended magic. I am indeed familiar with Tower and Sphere magic, you are not the only one who has those. I am also one of the best at the Arcane Arts."

Harry nodded and the pair headed towards not the classroom but outside "Your honour, how did you become a Judge Magister? What do they actually do?"

Gideon stopped slightly in his tracks and he turned to Harry "Why are you asking?"

Harry stopped "Is it wrong to be curious? I mean you literally turned up this year giving a brand new subject and happen to be something that I have no idea about. I suppose I should have picked up a few extra books about the Wizarding World, but I didn't. Curiosity for me mainly and depending on what I learn I might tell others."

"You don't trust your friends?"

"I don't trust my peers. I have a sinking suspicion I have no friends, merely plants. Thus me learning about the Magisters, because right now I'm looking at four outcomes and I'm not really liking what I'm looking at."

"Those are?"

"Dead, Harry-Shroom existence, Prison or Walking Away…Wizarding Britain in flames is entirely optional."

Gideon chuckled "Don't blame you for the latter. The Magisters, we research, study and all of that the branches of magic long lost to time and things that are generally heard of in other nations. We're situated in Barbados. We tend to contact you, but we do accept some applicants. Although, death rate is very high…Oh and we tend 'Find the truth in all things.'"

Harry nodded "Lots of magic, high risk stuff. Sounds kind of fun…But first let me get through these seven years before I commit to anything." By now they reached the tree where Harry tend to haunt when he wanted to be alone.

With that they became student and teacher as they waited for the rest of the class to arrive.