A/N: Here is the newest chapter! Be prepared for clichés!

Chapter 11:

Harry was dripping with sweat as he was bashed away again from the massive dragon before him. The dragon, who called himself Mellt (Welsh for lightning), had insisted on training him for what is to come. Mellt had told him that while he trained in the Wardenscape that no time would pass in the real world, so they had been training to what feels like six months for him. Harry could already tell the difference in his skills mainly his magical power, with each burst and a step forward Mellt made more conditions that strained Harry's magic to the limit.

Before his blast of magic was mainly using his storm abilities, now his light magic was going in power to a level that could almost take on the old dragon without restraint. With this new level of skill he was able to manifest ten clones that could cast medium level attack spells. On top of that he could use a blast that would come from magic itself, though this attack, according to Mellt would result in his own death as well as his enemy and should only be used as a last resort.

Harry rose from where he had been knocked down and charged his light magic into his hands, the newest condition was that he could only use light magic, and leapt using the magic in his body to up his strength and slammed his fists into the head of the dragon knocking the great beast to the ground. And so it went for days and days as back and forth and back and forth, Harry hitting the dragon then Mellt hitting Harry. They were now on even footing and it showed.

In the Wardenscape Harry's wardrobe consisted of robes that looked eerily similar to the crimson ones that the Dark Warden wore only Harry's were a deep blue, and his swords were now a staff. The staff itself was a masterpiece; it was made of a purer white wood that its head formed into a claw that held an orb of power. The orb looked as if it contained a storm inside, there were angry clods that bubbled and flashes of light would randomly emit, they became more frequent and brighter the angrier he got or the more powerful his aura was. Mellt told him that once the great dragon had released him from this training that the changes made here would manifest in the real world.

It was at the end of a whole year of training that the massive head of Mellt his eyes alight with worry, "Storm Warden I am afraid that the Dark Warden had taken Hogwarts, the time has come you must face your destiny. You have become a true champion of light and I couldn't be more proud to call you my student and as a gift to my student I give the one time use of the full power a dragon uses, you call my name and my power will be yours until your enemy is defeated" Harry bowed in respect to his teacher and in thanks for the amazing gift. With that Mellt place one of his claws on Harry's chest and expelled the young Warden from the Wardenscape.

Harry's eyes snapped open as he found himself exactly where he started his meditating only now he was in the garb he attained in the Wardenscape. He quickly gathered his staff and called Temp over to him. Once he affectionately rubbed his friend's ears, he mounted him and sped him towards the school.

What he found when he got there made his blood run cold. The castle was encased inside a giant black dome that seemed to be made out of dark magic itself. Harry dismounted Tempest and stomped his staff into the ground and sent a concussive wave of pure light magic against the dome that was blocking him form defending his friends. It didn't wipe out the dome but it did cause a ripple effect that opened a small hole big enough for him to jump through. He did just that using his wind magic and pure magic to boost his speed he leapt through the hole.

He was met by a lot of shades that immediately turned and attacked the bane of their master's existence. Now after a "year" of training with a bloody dragon a few hundred shades were nothing but a waste of time. Harry merely clapped his hands and a large vortex of wind that spun at such speeds that the gusts would slice through steel. Those gusts cut through the large group quickly and left standing there facing the great oak doors that were pushed aside and found himself standing before an open Great Hall.

What he found made him more scared and more angry then any thought was possible. Along the walls of the Great Hall were students and professors chained to the walls hanging by their wrists and being tortured by shades. Screams filled his ears as his eyes scanned the walls and found Orsin and Paner chained and bleeding from multiple wounds. The smell of blood and bile hit his nose as his anger hit his magic and a great storm was forming inside of the hall. But all of a sudden Harry was blasted from behind and was launched into the middle of the hall getting the attention of shades and torture victims alike.

The young Warden turned to meet his attacker only to meet the eyes of the man that had been the enemy of Harry's organization for more years than most care to admit. The Dark Warden now stood in the door way adorned in his crimson robes and holding a staff much like Harry's only his was made from blackened iron and as the head stone was a blood red ruby. The man oozed power and such evil that Harry feared even with his new found power he would still lose to this being of darkness. The Dark Warden's whisper reached Harry's ears as the vile man advanced "Welcome Harry Potter to the new and improved Hogwarts, so what do you think?"

A/N: I am so sorry it took me so long to update but I got so caught up in stupid things and was having writers block that I couldn't get it done. But here it is and I hope you enjoyed it

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Until Next Time:

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