[Disclaimer] I do not in any, way, shape, or form; own any rights for both Bleach and Harry Potter. I am simply enjoying myself as I smash the two universes together somewhat.

(Author Notes) Pretty long chapter this time. I was surprised by the different reviews last time, all I have to say is keep them coming constructive criticism is just as good if not better than a quick review saying good job.

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Harry stood his finger still pointing down at Malfoy when Dumbledore's voice was heard in the silence. "Hold." He said standing up from his seat at the head Table. "I think it would be wise if this duel was called in Mr. Potter's favor."

"No!" Draco moaned on the ground. "I can't lose to him, I wont."

'Mr. Malfoy," Sighed Dumbledore. "You have been disarmed and somehow bound, you are completely at the mercy of Mr. Potter, since duels can't be fought to the death, if you won't admit defeat then I will simply have to end this duel in Mr. Potter's favor."

A large frown appeared on Draco's face as he barely held back his rage, and frustration. Every thing had gone wrong for him. After everything seemed like it was going right for him, it blew up in his face.

Professor Dumbledore was unnerved although he would not show it, playing it off as sadness for Draco's predicament. His predictions of Harry were again proven to be no where near the reality of the young eleven year old. This of course to the aged wizard was extremely troubling. So many questions needed to be answered , but now was not the time for them to be asked.

"Quiet extraordinary Mr. Potter may I ask how you preformed such a feat without a wand?" The Headmaster asked innocently, his eyes sparkling as he smiled.

"Magic." Harry stated simply, his voice calm as he lied so easily. Of course he knew that there was a very big difference between magic and what he had just done. However there should be no reason why they would suspect otherwise.

The sparkling in the Headmaster's eyes decreased slightly, however the smile stayed affixed. He was not very happy about the simple answer even if it did seemingly answer his question.

"Oh yes, of course." Albus faked a chuckle. "Perhaps some other time you could tell me how you learned such a talent."

Harry looked around as almost everyone gapped at him. Looking at the Griffindor table he could see Ron his face shined with poorly contained glee., and Hermione had her bottom lip in between her teeth. She looked like she was torn between being somewhere else and rushing him with questions. Many at the Slytherin table had sour looks on their faces. Most Hufflepuffs had looks of awe affixed, and the Ravenclaws were a mix of surprise and curiosity.

Harry heard the Headmaster attempt to start talking again when an angry cawing was heard coming for the door to the entrance hall. Agrona swooped though the large open doorway heading for Harry as every eye watcher her progress. The raven alighted on the top of Harry's head looking quite forbidding. Harry as well as every one else in the great hall was taken back by the raven's sudden appearance. It was quite easy to tell that the raven hopping up and down on the top of his head was quite angry. Harry's eyes squinted as the bouncing from his familiar shifted his hair around as she flapped her wings to keep balance.

Agrona stopped bouncing and gained a firm perch, her black eyes glared down at the messy form of Malfoy. She gave him a loud caw and clapped her beck a few times, before she hopped down onto Harry shoulder. Agrona grabbed hold of the collar of Harry's robe in her claws a took flight his robes still in her grip. Everyone watched in bewilderment as the black bird basically dragged The-Boy-Who-Lived out of the great hall, leaving the rest of the student body blinking in confusion at his absence. No one paid any attention to the blond pure blood still lying on the floor his arms stuck behind his back.

Harry was torn between different feelings as he offered little resistance as his raven dragged him through the castle. He was very surprised by her appearance, but also pleased to be out of the Great Hall. His happiness disappeared as Agrona released him and flew back to his shoulder and pecked him in the side of his head.

"Ow!" He uttered as he flinched. "What was th- ow ow OW!" Agrona pecked him repeatedly

"Please, stop it Agrona!" Harry said covering the side of his head with his hand to protect it

"Ouch!" He yelped. Seeing his defense the raven went for another target of opportunity and attacked his ear.

"Arhg rabid bird!" Harry brushed his familiar off his shoulder making her flutter to the ground. "What did I do to make you so angry and why are you even here?"

Agrona started to walk down the hallway not even looking back at Harry. The young Soul Reaper followed after his obviously irritated raven.

"Wait Agrona, what's going on? Was it something about the duel?"

The raven turned her head giving a small annoyed call in affirmation as she continued her slow pace on her thin legs.

"How did you know I was in a duel?" Harry asked, slightly worried. The only way he could figure was that she had somehow felt the change in his spiritual pressure as he preformed the kido. Which was very unlikely, he was very careful to control his spirit energy so as that the ghosts around the castle would not have felt him. So unless she could detect spirit energies better than he could there had to be some other way she knew he was in a duel. "You know I did not need any help."

Agrona paused in her little walk, Harry heard rather than saw her beck clap several times before she rounded on him and gave the avian version of a tongue lashing, cawing loudly up at him for a good while before she quieted down.

Harry was about to say something to defend himself when Agrona fluffed herself up and hopped up and down as if to get his attention.

The raven settled herself down and put the tip of her beck under her wing as if she was sleeping then her head suddenly jerked up as she looked left and right quickly as if startled by something, she then hoped up and down turning in a circle as if looking for something. Then started hopping about with her wings spread.

Harry was flabbergasted as he realized what she was doing. He really did not expect to be playing a game of charades with an angry bird to be on a list of things he would do today.

Agrona was not done as she puffed herself up and hunched over giving a strong caw at some unseen thing in front of her. She then walked forward a few feet and laid down on her side giving a weak almost wounded call. Then getting back on her feet she got in front of Harry cawing at him and hopping up and down angrily.

Harry was taken back a bit he knew that Agrona was a very special bird with being able to see spirits and also being quite smart, but he really did not expect this from her. "Let me get this right you were asleep and then suddenly woke up because you somehow knew I might be in trouble. So you looked around for me and flew down to the Great hall to find that I had already beaten Malfoy, and so its my fault you got all worked up for no reason?"

The response of a quick caw made Harry hang his head in exasperation. The Gryffindor recover his composure and shook his head, he really should not have been so stunned, after all he had seen Grim do things that would make Lassie look like the class dunce at obedience school. So a raven that seemed to be as bight as she was dark should not have blindsided him.

Harry kneeled down extending his arm to his familiar. "Please come here Agrona, I did not mean to worry you. I'm sorry."

Agrona fluffed herself up hesitating as if making a decision then walked forward and hopped up on his extended limb.

"It was a stupid fight and I won't be purposefully getting into that sort of thing again. Although I have to say you might be too smart for your own good. Is there anyway some treats could help make up for all of this?

The Raven simply shuffled up to his shoulder and clapped her beak a few times.

Albus Dumbledore was not happy. His mind was ablaze of questions, and none of them seemed to have any easy answer. The object of his newfound conundrum had just been dragged out of the Great Hall by his pet raven. The angry black bird had arrived suddenly took her master away just as swift, raising even more questions in his head.

The headmaster looked around the Great Hall students had started to stir again, an excited murmur started slowly raising in decibels. The Supreme Mugwup was certain that this new happening would spark even wilder rumors blazing through the school. Some of the rumors circulating now were so spectacular he was hard pressed to imagine something more farfetched. Stories that he could speak to animals, or that Harry was the reincarnation to Merlin himself, could be heard being told around the castle. The thing that made Dumbledore want to pull his hair out was that for all he knew the stories could be true.

Albus cleared his thoughts and looked down at the magically bound Slytherin still on the ground. "Severus could you please take care of young Mr. Malfoy. I have some things that I need to do, however I wish to speak to you later tonight." He said, then strode out of the room.

The Headmaster was torn between where to go first. Making up his mind he headed towards his office, He had thought to go to the Library 's restricted section to look up anything he could find on wandless magic. Or to confront Harry himself and request some answers.

However He needed to go to get to his office so that he could use some items that he could only use there. "Pop Rocks." Albus said to the Gardian Gargoyle making it hop to the side, granting him entrance.

The first thing he went to upon entering his office was his pensive. The enchanted stone bowl was incredibly helpful even to someone with as good of a memory as he had. It provided a perfect instant replay to any memory put into it, and the memory chosen was the duel just fought at dinner minutes earlier.

Albus closely watched as the memory replayed itself. "Bakudo Number one, Sai!" Potter called slashing two fingers though the air. Malfoy's arms yanked together behind his back like two extremely powerful magnets had suddenly been attached to his wrists. Albus ignored the shock from Draco and the short words between the two boys. The pensive showed Draco's feeble attempt at a retaliation; then. "Hado Number one, Sho!" Harry said, index finger pointing down at his opponent. The spell connected causing Draco to spin away.

Albus ended the memory deep in though. He knew almost nothing about the display of magic he had just seen for the second time. The language that it was spoken in was a mix of English and some other unknown language. Something that did concern him slightly, he considered himself very knowledgeable as far as languages were concerned. After all he spoke seven different languages fluently, eight if you considered Ancient Runes to be a language. Counting his native tongue of English he spoke, French, German, Latin, Russian, Mermish, and Gobbledegook. However he was not familiar with the language Harry had used. For all he knew it could have been made up.

Then there was the wandless magic itself. He had no idea why the spells would be numbered, or even how the magic was performed. He himself could perform some spells without the use of a wand, even if it did weaken the spell and required a great deal of concentration. Albus also knew of other methods to perform magic, but he had never heard of something like this done before. Many other cultures used magic without ever touching a wand. However it was mostly done in some strange ritual with a lot chanting and the smoking of a hallucinogen that would allow the magic to flow better. He thought for sure that he would have heard of something this controlled and effective.

Dumbledore cleared his head he would have to research that out later. He had other things he needed to check on to get to try and get to the bottom of this mystery. He doubted very much that Harry had learned this talent alone, and so he needed to find out where he could have acquired such knowledge. Walking over to one of his odd shiny gizmos Albus began waving his wand above it so he could examine information stored on the mechanism. He had created this monitoring device to be attached to the wards of Private Drive Number four. On top the protective blood wards that would not allow anything with harmful intent to enter the residence, Dumbledore had added several monitoring wards to the property. The blood wards protected Harry from outside harm but that was not all Albus was concerned about. The other wards monitored the use of any magic around the property, the number of occupants, also it specified if those occupants were magical. There was also the tracker directly attached to the boy himself that monitored Harry's general health and location. However that was a very temperamental spell that only worked as long as no significant magic was performed around the boy otherwise it would stop working correctly for a while.

Albus quickly checked through the records and just as he remember no one with any magical abilities besides Harry himself had ever been in the house, just as it should be. Then going over the tracker he checked where besides the house Harry had spent significant time. Other than his school there was no other place Harry had spent enough time to learn controlled wandless magic. Last he checked the magic use records which showed nothing out of the ordinary, the amount of accidental magic was high but not anything that he did not expect from the son of James and Lily Potter. However it certainly was not high enough to account for someone being trained in magic. There seemed to be nothing out of the normal, but he knew better. He knew that there was something amiss he just needed to find out what. After seeing Harry's display of unknown magic he could not ignore it. He needed to track down this mystery.

Harry Potter was sitting in a dark corner of the Gryffindor common room, his face fixed in concentration, and a black raven on his shoulder. The young Soul Reapers thoughts were not very happy, mostly he was not very happy at himself. Looking back at the day was like remembering a hurricane of events, one leading to the other so quickly and unexpected. Even if he did not show his emotions as freely as others he had to admit to himself that he had been on an emotional high all day. It had taken an irate raven pecking some sense into him to bring him down to earth.

His thoughts were interrupted by that same raven's call as someone approached him. Agrona had already fended off several curious people wanting to ask him about the kido he had performed. Most of them were dissuaded from starting a conversation by the threatening black bird.

"Wow, Harry that was amazing what you did to that git Malfoy." Ron said as he walked up ignoring Agrona as she fluffed herself up to make herself look more threatening. "Did you see the look on his face? Hey can you teach me how to do that magic you did?"

"Not right now Ron alright. I just need some time to myself for a bit, I will play you in a game of chess later alright." Harry told the redhead. He wanted to stop the boy before he got started, he did enjoy the other boy's company most of the time but he could often be immature. If he did not redirect ron's thoughts he could see red head pestering him to show him some of that cool wandless magic again.

"Oh alright Harry, sure. Talk to you later." The disappointment and slight worry in Ron's voice were poorly disguised.

Harry did enjoy playing chess with Ron he was extremely good for someone his age, better than he was and he often played chess with Death. Ron might have made a good battle strategist if only for the fact that he did not have enough creativity to plan for unknowns. If he had perfect intelligence before going into a battle he could think of a great attack plan for sure, but it seemed he had not yet been challenged enough to think outside the box.

As Ron left, the green-eyed boy returned his thoughts back to the day. Flying lessons were more enjoyable than he had anticipated.. Flying on a broom was quite a difference experience from flying under his own power as a Soul Reaper. Being on a broom gave him that strange but pleasant ticking sensation in the pit of his stomach, it was like being pulled around instead of the sense of complete control and power when flying as he was used to.

Then Draco Malfoy worked his way into his thoughts. The blond irked him a lot more than he wished to admit. Bullies usually had some underlying cause as to why they tormented other people. Mostly putting others down to feel better about themselves. However it seemed to Harry that Draco bullied other because he felt entitled to belittling others, like it was his job because his last name was Malfoy. Draco either did not think about possible consequences or did not care. He would guess it was the later, maybe stemmed from his father's skill at avoiding unpleasant repercussions from his actions.

From what Harry had leaned from a few hours of research was that Draco's father had been a major supporter of Voldemort during the last war. After the event involving Harry during Halloween many of the Dark Lord's well known followers had escaped imprisonment by claming to have been under the Imperious curse. After researching the curse he found that it would allow the caster to take complete control over their target. This would have possibly explained their actions unless he had found several loopholes within the curse. For one, the curse would grow weaker over time and could be broken by a person with a strong enough will. Also it was much harder to keep someone under the curse if they were ordered to perform actions contrary to their character. So being ordered to act like the willing follower of a megalomaniac should be contradictory for most people out there.

Harry had also gotten transcripts of a few of the Death Eater trials. The information found there was surprisingly lacking. To summarize the judge would read off a very long list of charges which usually including, treason, murder, rape, theft, vandalism, use of illegal magic, arson, and many other charges. The Judge would then ask how the defendant pleaded, and then they would say innocent under the circumstances of being under the Imperious curse and therefore not in control of their actions. After that is where it got ridiculous, The prosecution whose job was to prove guilt basically folded after the plea of innocence. Very little evidence was brought against the accused, and all the evidence was ripped apart by the defense. Even eye witnesses to the crimes were shot down because they could not prove that the accused was in control of their actions when committing the crimes. Even though the eyewitnesses would describe the accused performing acts which in their opinion were done willingly and often joyfully.

The biggest thing that caused Harry to think that the prosecution was somehow bought off was that the use truth serum was never once mentioned. Often in cases of high importance such as murders truth serum would be used, and the prosecution should have requested its use for the Death Eater trials. Truth serum was not used often because it was considered to be an invasion of privacy not to mention the expense and difficulty to brew. It should have been used for a case such as this despite many people (usually shady people) pushing that use of truth serum be banned from use in trials. However for murder cases it was generally acceptable, and could wrap up a trial quickly with only a few questions. If you had nothing to hide when being asked a yes or no question of did you commit the act of murder then you had nothing to worry about.

However even after being cleared of all charges in a questionable trial you would think that the people in power would not want to associate with a suspicious person that either was guilty and got away with his crimes or was innocent with weak willpower and was very susceptible to forms of magical control. Often the accused Death Eaters were reestablished to former government positions or catapulted even higher as a strange way to apologize for the suspicions and troubles caused.

For Harry these questions sent up so many warning flags concerning the government of the new world he now found himself a part of. Death had taught him ways to taking down an enemy organization using the idea of a snake, which was a very appropriate picture in this case. If you cut off the head the body could still thrash around and still cause damage. Also it still allowed for a new head to grow. The only way to completely win was to destroy the snake in its entirety. The snake's head (Voldemort) had been defeated, but many of his followers (the body) still remained. It was just another thing that Harry had to think about since he was now apart of the Wizarding World.

Harry cleared his thoughts away from Death Eaters and back to the events of the day. Draco's actions at flying lessons should not have bothered him to the point of retaliation. He had often protected other students from Dudley's gang, but he had never been caught or specifically broken a rule to do so. However he did so when flying up after the detestable pureblood. Maybe it was the way that Malfoy had desired to cause even more misfortune to Neville who had just broken his wrist. Thinking about Neville reminded him about the crystal sphere still in his pocket, he would have to return it to him once he got out of the hospital wing.

Even afterwards when he had been caught everything with McGonagall had happened so quickly he really did not get asked if he wanted to be part of the Quidditch team. The idea of being on a team for the strange sport intrigued him, it was also interesting to hear that his father had played. But now that he had time to think he wondered if it was that great of an idea. It would draw more attention to him and might distract from his studies Eventually Harry decided to give it a try he could quite later if he needed to.

Now his actions at dinner disappointed him the most. Malfoy had in a round about way basically goaded him into the duel, and he had let him. It would not have been that terrible to apologize if it meant that he would have been able to get out of a pointless fight. Fighting pointlessly was never a good idea, but he really should not be drawing even more attention to himself. He might be able to pass his kido abilities off as a form or magic for now but that did not mean people would not be able to tell that it really was not magic.

Although, people now knowing of his Kido could be both a blessing and a curse. He could use it more openly if he needed to, but people would of course be curious about it. He would need to be careful to make sure people had no reason to not think of it as a form of magic. There was also the ghosts around the castle to worry about, if he put too much power into one of his kido spell it was likely that they might feel his spiritual pressure. He had been careful that he had only used minimal power when using the two spells on Malfoy. So even if he forgot to release Draco when Agrona had dragged him off it should not matter that much, since he had used barely any power and dropped the spirit chant so the bakudo should have only restrained Malfoy for several minutes. Agrona had pulled him out of the Great Hall so suddenly Harry also forgot his wand with Professor Dumbledore, he would have to get that later. Agrona had been quite angry but several treats had lightened her mood.

Agrona again fluffed herself up and cawed at an approaching person. "How did you do that at dinner today?" Asked a voice Harry recognized as Hermione Granger. Harry looked up at the bushy headed girl.

"I was just in the library trying to find anything on wandless magic. What little I found said it was extremely hard to perform and took years of practice to perform anything at all. So how were you able to do it?" Hermione asked in a bossy nearly demanding voice, the way she spoke made it sound as if Harry had broken some sort of unwritten rule.

Harry could tell that she was not going to be scared away by Agrona and telling her that he would talk about it later was not going to suffice for her. "Hello Hermione, what was it that you wanted?" He said, keeping his tone neutral. The bright girl puzzled him slightly, Hermione was obviously quite intelligent and mature compared to most of the other first years. However the way she talked to others make come of as bossy and snobbish, which of course seemed to rub others the wrong way. He would often see her surrounded by books and only books in the library. She would often send different sorts of looks in his direction that could be seen as suspicion, contempt, curiosity or annoyance.

"How did you perform wandless magic at dinner today, and what sort of incantation was that? I have never read or heard of any incantation like that, and that language you spoke in wasn't Latin was it?" Hermione asked barely pausing or taking a breath.

Harry looked at the girl questioning him, he was not sure he wanted to answer any of her questions, but it seemed that she was not going to let up on him unless he gave her something. "No it wasn't Latin." He said.

"Then what language was it?" She demanded.

The young Soul Reaper grimaced before answering. "Japanese." The truth was he did not know why kido had Japanese names, it was something he never had asked Death before. He did not speak Japanese but he did know the meanings of the names.

"But what does it mean? And why did you give the spell a number? Where did you learn how to do it?" Hermione inquired. It was obvious that she had lots of questions some of which he would not be comfortable answering.

"Sorry Hermione, I just can't tell you everything now can I? Harry said giving the his fellow Gryffindor a small apologetic smile.

The bushy haired girl frowned. "Fine." She said her voice slightly angry. "If you won't help me then I guess I will have to experiment. Now if I can remember how you did it." Hermione crossed her arm over her center with two fingers extended. "Bakudo number one, Sai!" She copied Harry very well making a slashing motion at Harry.

Nothing happened.

Harry's eyebrows rose and a smile appeared on his face as he found her attempt quite humorous. Agrona on the other hand did not see Hermione's actions nearly as funny as she slowly fluffed herself up angrily. And Hermione just stood there her arm still extended in the finished motion.

The tense moment in the corner was interrupted by The Twins who were sitting together nearby on a sofa. "Watch out Forge." Fred said loudly, pointing at Harry. "Harry's under attack by his own magic no less."

"NOOOOOOoooooo." George said, extending his voice mockingly, as he raised his arm and slowly got off the sofa. "Muuuust Saaaaavvee Haaaaarrrrryy." The Weasley Twin started to run towards Harry in slow motion, his face stressed in exertion and worry.

Harry and Agrona as well as half the people in the room watched George's lengthy 'dash' to save Harry. When George finally drew near and he extended his arms above his head and performed a mock dive between Harry and Hermione

"AHHHHHhhhhhhh, Ghhhaaaa." George articulated, as he executed his heroic dive to save Harry then pantomimed as if something hit him. He 'landed' and then sank to his knees as his arms slowly crossed behind his back with a cry of, "Urrrhhhaaaa."

Harry looked over at Fred who was frozen with his hand over his mouth his face stuck in an expression of horror. Then looking back at George still on his knees arms behind his back. The scene was so odd especially with Hermione with a lost and confused look on her face to top it all off, Harry snickered. Then the young Soul Reaper broke into full blown laughter as he could no longer hold it in.

Agrona fluttered off of her master's shoulder as it had become an unstable roost because of his laughter. Fred then came over at a normal pace. "Whoa, that was a close one wasn't it Harry." He said in a light voice. "Good thing my brother chose to act as a true Gryffindor and bravely sacrifice himself to save you."

Harry was gaining control of himself but phantom laughs still shook his shoulders. "I don't know what to say." He was eventually was able to speak.

"No words are necessary my friend." Fred said. "It's our job as the Inspiring Weasley Twins to provide an example to the younger members of Gryffindor. No thanks required, but feel free to be awed by our greatness. However Miss Granger don't you know its rude to attack someone with unknown magic. Look what you did to my brother." He said gesturing down to George.

"You alright there brother of mine?" Fred asked. George chose at this time to spring into action getting back to his feet and shaking out his arms.

"Yeah, I'm good. Nothing the Indestructible Weasley Twins couldn't handle."

It seemed Hermione had seen enough of The Twins banter, and with a scoff stalked off to the girl's dormitories.

"Was it something I said, Gred?"

"Either that or something Harry here did."

"Thanks guys." Harry said with a smile on his face. "I needed a good laugh."

"You're welcome, I know we said that no thanks were necessary but,-" George started.

"-Would it be possible,-"

"-if you could-"

"-show us how you did that trick at dinner?" Fred finished.

Harry smile did not slip despite the request. "Sorry, but that's something there's several reasons why I can't help you there."

Fred clicked his tongue. "Oh well. Bad luck brother of mine, even if I did expect as much, with something that amazing. It seems that it would need to be kept under wraps."

"Yes, Although it would be nice if Harry could teach us. Then maybe we could therefore be as mysterious as he is, and then we could become The Indecipherable Weasley Twins."

"Nice one George, we seem to be on quite the roll as far as our spectacular I-N adjective are concerned."

"Right. Anyway Harry, Fred and I have Transfiguration homework we need to work on. We have to try and transfigure a goat so we can then take it and make it eat the homework for the rest of our classes."

"The perfect alibi, lets go. See you later Harry." He waved. "Bye Agrona."

Harry watched as the two redheads walked off together. He sighed, even with all the trouble he found himself getting caught up in Death's Apprentice was really enjoying being at Hogwarts.

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(Author Notes) Hope you enjoyed this chapter next chapter is partially written, so hopefully will be out soon. There are just so much stuff I my head just getting them written in a way that makes sense to other people is the hard part.

I would specifically like to thank username mabidso for giving me a great review that put me into a writing mood, and allowing me to get this chapter out all the faster.