Alchemy: Little Brother's Turn
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D/C: I own nothing.
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"English and Edward's accented voice."
"Amestrian, Xingese, foreign languages, or to add emphasis."
Written notes or to add extra emphasize
'Thoughts.'
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Alphonse looked through possible candidates to teach non-magical subjects here at Hogwarts. Ling had sent over several files on individuals from Xing and Roy had also sent in his own list and one of the names from the latter's list jumped out…
"Doctor Marcoh?"
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Harry walked alongside Ron as they head towards the Great Hall for breakfast. Both were dressed in their fitting uniforms and shiny leather shoes. Announcements are going to be said that day and it meant mandatory attendance. Once it was clear they were going to be late, they ran for it.
"What do you think Dumbledore is going to announce?" Ron asked, picking up his robes as he started to sprint.
"I have an idea." Harry responded, turning a corner that leads towards the Great Hall. Luckily, they still had just enough time to get breakfast before Dumbledore made the announcement. They two quickly made their way towards the Gryffindor table, sitting around their fellow first years and older Weasley brothers. He took note at how Fred and George were jumping in their seats, chatting away a hundred miles a minute.
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"-Dr. Tim Marcoh, Zhang Yao, and Li Su. Our new mugg-"
"Non-magical studies."
"Our new non-magical studies instructors, they will be working alongside Professor Elric and Professor Burbage." Dumbledore announced the arrival of the new instructors, teaching science, math, and language arts respectively. He announced that the course is going to be a prerequisite to consider taking Alchemy as an elective by the third year or to further one's studies in muggle studies, making mention how it would help the interaction between both magical and non-magical worlds.
"I can't believe you decided to join us, Doctor." Alphonse whispered under his breath, as he clapped along with everyone else in the in the Hall.
"I did all I could for Ishval. I didn't want to become a hermit once more and I hope my knowledge could be put for good use… and the pay is good." Marcoh responded, he took note of the reactions of the student body, there were obvious mix reactions towards him especially due to his physical appearance. While there are a few clapped enthusiastically, which of whom he previously taught back at Amestris when they visited for those two weeks. He raised an eyebrow when he saw a young pale blond boy smacking one of his classmates, who snickered at his general direction. He remembered seeing the kid back at Ed and Winry's wedding.
"Of course." Alphonse chuckled at Marcoh's response, he then turned his attention to the other two newly appointed instructors of Hogwarts. "Lord Zhang, Lady Lei, I truly appreciate for helping and spreading the teachings of our world."
Zhang Yao is none other than Emperor Ling's older full brother, and the two resembled eerily so. The main difference is that Zhang's hair is far longer than his brother's and kept in a tight braid and hardly ever smiled. Rumor has it, Zhang had never once smiled and only smiled once the past emperor had been announced dead. The young man nodded curtly towards Alphonse's direction. "It was this or my brother would have continued to annoy me until I complied to agree with it on my own accord."
"He's been planning the wedding and trying to convince Lady Lan Fan to stay hidden until the wedding. More threats against her life have been on the rise." Lei huffed out, she is a highly known scholar of her home country of Xing. She is of average height, long dark hair tied up in a tight bun, wearing a rich dark blue garment that is typical of Xing. "He did manage to convince her to be shadowed by personally hand-picked guards."
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Draco held back the need to glare at everyone at the table that was mocking the disfigured old man at the Head Table. He promised his mother to do everything he could do to be in everyone's good graces that are connected to the Elric Brothers. That meant Doctor Tim Marcoh. He's already regretting 'making friends' with Crabbe and Goyle, and let's not get started with Parkinson…
"I wouldn't be laughing about Dr. Marcoh. The man personally knows Professor Snape, and is a close friend to Mr. and Professor Elric…"
That quickly shut the majority of the Slytherins up, right then and there. Draco whipped his head around to see an older Slytherin holding up a piping hot cup of tea close to his lips. Fifth Year Terrence Higgs, one of the more respectable Slytherins the House has to offer. By the looks of it, a perfect to boot.
"Oh, how would you know this, Higgs?" A Seventh year Slytherin scoffed at the fifth year.
"He's taking Alchemy, you ninny!" Another Slytherin hissed and elbowed the Seventh year. "Haven't you paid any attention in the last two years?"
For their own part, the Seventh year paled massively. Oh, the reputation the alchemy students carry is a massive one. Being chased by bears, dealing with psychotic killers, and so much more bloody hell things that it makes them wonder how they managed to keep their sanity. Let alone their limbs…
"My apologies…"
Terrence did not respond to the apology, it was not his to take. He took a sip of his hot tea and purposely burn his tongue. Oh, how much he hates being back at this table without his friends to keep him company. They had decided to sit at the other tables or sat away from them… degenerates.
"Don't let them get to you, Terrance." Adrian Pucey nudged his friend shoulder with his elbow. "Just wait until they see what Professor Elric will do to them once he catches the wind. The guy sees the old man like his granddad of sorts."
"That's the part I'm more worried about…" Terrence muttered under his breath, he looked around the hall and his eyes landed on the twins. The two were huddled close together, whispering to each over a questionably worn out piece of paper…thing. Judging by their devious smiles, it was something that is not up to good for everyone involved.
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"It's a map."
"Wicked."
"Look… it shows up everyone."
"Really? It does… brother?"
"Yes, Freddie?"
"Pranks?"
"Pranks."
"Pranks it is."
To be continued….
R/R.