Harry sat on his bed, penning a letter to Bruce. The morning sunlight shone through the room's curtains, bathing the room in a soft orange glow.

Bruce

I thought I'd write to let you know what's happened since we saw each other.

I ran into Hermione again, she apologised for the misunderstanding at Diagon Alley. I met a boy called Ron, he explained why there was such a big deal about me from the Purebloods (children with two wizarding parents), I ended the war because I killed the Dark Lord, and now some wizards think I'm their saviour. I met a guy called Neville as well, he seemed really nervous about everything.

There was also a boy called Draco Malfoy. He tried to become my only friend, but I told him that I wanted to make my own choices on who to like. He didn't like that answer so me, Hermione, Ron, and Neville all cast spells at him and made him leave.

Neville, Ron, and Hermione were all sorted into Gryffindor, I was sorted into Ravenclaw, and Malfoy was sorted into Slytherin. Ask Alfred to explain the houses to you, if you need it.

I've already made some friends in Ravenclaw, Padma and Michael. Both are wizard-raised, so they know more about magic than I do, but they say I'll catch up quickly.

And I met ghosts! Hogwarts is full of them, apparently it happens when you die, but want to stay.

Classes are going well, and most are quite fun. I've had Charms (by my head of House), Transfiguration, History of Magic (not as fun as it sounds), Herbology, Defence Against the Dark Arts, and Potions (by the Slytherin head of house, who does not like me, for some reason). There's also flying lessons, where we learn the basics of riding brooms.

We had our first lessons, but then Malfoy challenged me to a Wizard's duel (which I won).

On to the most important bit, as we were leaving the duel, we found a Cerberus (a three-headed dog) that was standing on a trapdoor. Then we met up with a friend of my birth parents, and he accidently told us that Hogwarts was protecting something that involves the headmaster Dumbledore and his alchemy partner Nicolas Flamel.

Then, Professor Dumbledore asked me to come to a meeting with him, about me and the Dursleys and my disappearance. I let my emotions get the best of me and yelled at him. But then he said that Hagrid had told him we knew about Nicolas Flamel. He told me that there is nothing hidden in Hogwarts (obviously a lie) and not to investigate. I can't tell if he wants me to stop looking, or if he's double bluffing.

Can you research Flamel and Dumbledore to find a link, and Professor Snape (to figure out why he doesn't like me).

Love you, Harry.

Harry reread his letter, and sealed it before walking to the empty Ravenclaw common room's fireplace.

Harry had explained to Professor Flitwick about Bruce living in America, and the two had agreed it would be unfair for an owl to fly to another continent. And so, the common room had its fireplace granted access to the Floo network, specifically for Harry to send letters home. Harry placed the letter in the centre of the fire and picked up a pinch of Floo powder. He threw the powder into the fireplace and yelled, "Wayne Manor." The fire lit up, a small green inferno rising from the pits, vanishing as fast as it appeared, taking the letter with it.

The letter materialised in the Wayne Manor fireplace, where it was spotted a few hours later by Alfred. Because of the time difference, it was early morning in America when the letter was found, but mid-afternoon at Hogwarts.

Alfred smiled as he realised the letter was from Harry, and he picked it up to take to Bruce, who was currently in his room, resting after a night patrol as Batman. "Master Bruce." Alfred rapt his knuckles on Bruce's bedroom door.

The door opened, and a bruised and cut Bruce stood. "Yes, Alfred?" he asked.

"Master Wayne, are you ok?"

"These?" Bruce indicated the damages and laughed. "Poison Ivy got the jump on me, nothing I haven't felt before." He waved his hand dismissively, before cocking his head to one side. "What did you come here for?"

"Master Harry has sent a letter." He gently pressed the letter into Bruce's hand, causing both to smile widely.

Bruce eagerly opened the letter, and began to read it aloud. His voiced became happy as he read about Harry's friends and lessons, but faltered when he learnt of Harry's duel and the Cerberus. "Alfred, get Zatanna on the communication system," Bruce instructed, his tone fully serious now. "I need information on Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel."

Alfred pulled a device from his pocket and pressed some buttons. "Zatanna is being contacted now." The two made their way to the Batcave, passing into the main hall and descending down the grandfather clock elevator. "Master Bruce," Alfred started, "I recall my parents once teaching me about an alchemist named Nicolas Flamel. Although, this was fifty or so years ago, so it may not be him."

"Any lead is better than no lead," Bruce replied.

"If I remember correctly, Flamel was a leading alchemist who was trying to create an elixir of life. I am not sure if he succeeded, or if it is even the same man."

"So, somebody could be looking for the elixir of life," Bruce acknowledged.

Entering the Batcave, Bruce was greeted by Zatanna's face displayed on the Batcomputer. "What's up Bat?" she asked.

"I need information," Bruce responded. "Everything you know about Albus Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel. You know about either of them?"

Zatanna nodded. "Course I do. Flamel is taught in school, he's a world-famous alchemist. He was born over 500 years ago, and he invented the Philosopher's Stone to keep him alive." She paused while Bruce frantically scribbled the information onto a piece of paper, nodding when he was done. "Dumbledore is the headmaster for Hogwarts, which you probably knew, but he's also a very big political figure with a lot of power. He's the Supreme Mugwump, which means he's Britain's representative for the International Confederation of Wizards, and the Chief Warlock, meaning he oversees court procedures. He's also an alchemist." Zatanna grinned. "An alchemist who extensively worked alongside Nicolas Flamel for over sixty years."

Bruce continued to write all of this down. "Flamel is likely to trust Dumbledore then? Enough to give Dumbledore something to protect."

Zatanna shrugged. "I guess so. Why do you ask?"

"Harry found out that Hogwarts is protecting something. Something important enough to bring a Cerberus into a school full of children. Dumbledore told Harry to stop investigating, and Harry wants to know why. If you think of anything else I should know tell me." Bruce ended the video call, and began to pen his reply to Harry.

It wouldn't be until nearly midnight at Hogwarts when the Floo flared up, revealing a letter to a sleepy Harry who had sat waiting for a reply.

Harry

I'm glad you're making friends at Hogwarts.

Try not to alienate potential friends by getting into fights with them.

I've asked Zatanna for any information on what you asked.

Dumbledore and Flamel are long time alchemy partners, but Flamel is known for creating the Philosopher's Stone, which helps create an Elixir of Life. It is likely that the Stone is being hidden at Hogwarts.

Dumbledore is double-bluffing. He wants you to look for the Stone, although I do not know why. Dumbledore is a high up in politics, representing Britain and overseeing courts. He knows how to give enough information to make people curious, he knows when to withhold information until it suits him, and he'll know how to manipulate people to do what he wants.

Be safe. Investigate all you want, but stay safe.

Bruce.

Review. Still suggest power(s) for Hermione