(Hogwarts-The Next Day)
Harry yawned before getting up, he waved his hand causing his pjs to change into a set of mundane workout clothes, he went out and ran around the lake twice before doing 30 push-ups, Sit-ups and finished up with some stretches, he rolled his shoulders before looking to the side to see the Durmstrang students and the Beauxbatons students looking at him "Morning all".
Most just gave him a wave, he snickered as most of them acted like zombies, he was the bowled over by a silver haired missile, he looked down to see Gabby's beaming smile, he laughed [Bonjour Angel] [Bonjour 'Arry, what were you doing?] [Exercising, the more you exercise, the more your stamina increases and the more magic you can use] most of the French students' eyes widened, they hadn't realised that you could increase your magic ability just by exercising.
Victor chuckled "So, you figured out the secret, most don't figure it out, it is why most Quittage players exercise" Harry nodded "I figured. Most wizards and witches are just too lazy to bother though, just like the over reliance on Wands, 700 years ago, every powerful wizard would wield both a melee weapon and a Wand as they work hand in hand, now, wizards and witches only use Wands".
Victor nodded "It is a shame, what about you my friend? Do you use more than just a Wand?" Harry chuckled and waved his hand, a pile of cushions neatly placed appeared around the area, everyone had a collective jaw drop, Harry shrugged as he sat on one of them "I don't need a Wand, I prefer Wandless magic, it is more…smooth, plus the more you practice, the better you become, magic is like a muscle, the more you use a muscle, the easier it is to use and the stronger it gets".
Everyone had sat down, even the teachers from those two schools and a few Hogwarts students and teachers as Harry spoke "The more magic you use, the more it drains your core but this has a side effect, if you don't fully drain your core but use it until you get tired, your magic core will grow to be able to hold more magic, it's a sneaky little fact that no one seems to have caught onto, then there are the true rules of magic".
Cedric raised a hand and Harry looked at him with a raised eyebrow "Yes Ced?" "What are the true rules of magic?" Harry smiled "Magic is a form of energy, as such you are not controlling it, more…guiding it but in some cases, you can exert your will over it and that is one of the rules of magic, willpower, another is intent, you have to want whatever result you are after more than anything or magic will not be able to comply".
A house elf popped in with a glass of water as more students from Hogwarts sat down to listen, Albus, Minerva and Severus were watching from a distance , Harry took the glass and thanked the elf as he drank it before handing the empty glass back "The final true rule of magic is imagination, without it, we wouldn't be able to make new spells or craft new materials or do anything really, if you follow the three true rules; Imagination, Intent and Willpower, you will go far".
Harry's face grew more serious "But, there are disadvantages as well, for one, Wands" everyone looked confused "I found an old text written by a Wand crafter, it said that a Wand is a tool to guide magic, like a crutch, it helps to focus and guide it but if you become too reliant on a Wand, on a crutch, you can't do much without it afterwards, so, the more you use a Wand for everything, the more you depend on a Wand".
"Another is pushing yourself too far, if one drains their magic core too much too often, it can led to magic detachment as your magic fully leaves your core, either killing you or leaving you as a mundane, so you need to understand your limits, increasing your core takes time but it is worth it in the end, do you all understand?" they nodded "Yes Professor Potter" Harry blinked before realising just how many people were there.
He blushed slightly before running a hand through his hair "Okay, I want you all to think about what you can do to improve yourselves, if you want tips on magical and psychical exercises, come and find me" they all thanked him and nodded before standing again, Harry stood and vanished all of the pillows with a wave of his hand, he then used a cleaning charm on himself before changing his clothes to a robe, no one noticed the Gryffindor emblem change to a pure Hogwarts emblem.
(Hogwarts-Great Hall-Several Hours Later)
When they entered the candlelit Great Hall it was almost full. The Goblet of Fire had been moved; it was now standing in front of Dumbledore's empty chair at the teachers' table. Fred and George, clean shaven again, seemed to have taken their disappointment fairly well. "Hope it's Angelina" said Fred, as Harry, Ron and Hermione sat down "So do I!" said Hermione breathlessly "Well, we'll soon know!".
The Hallowe'en feast seemed to take much longer than usual. Perhaps because it was their second feast in two days, Harry didn't seem to fancy the extravagantly prepared food as much as he would normally have done. Like everyone else in the Hall, judging by the constantly craning necks, the impatient expressions on every face, the fidgeting and the standing up to see whether Dumbledore had finished eating yet, Harry simply wanted the plates to clear, and to hear who had been selected as champions.
At long last, the golden plates returned to their original spotless state; there was a sharp upswing in the level of noise within the Hall, which died away almost instantly as Dumbledore got to his feet. On either side of him, Professor Karkaroff and Madame Maxime looked as tense and expectant as anyone. Ludo Bagman was beaming and winking at various students. Mr Crouch, however, looked quite uninterested, almost bored.
"Well, the Goblet is almost ready to make its decision" said Dumbledore. "I estimate that it requires one more minute. Now, when the champions' names are called, I would ask them please to come up to the top of the Hall, walk along the staff table, and go through into the next chamber" he indicated the door behind the staff table "where they will be receiving their first instructions".
He took out his wand and gave a great sweeping wave with it; at once, all the candles except those inside the carved pumpkins were extinguished, plunging them all into a state of semi-darkness. The Goblet of Fire now shone more brightly than anything in the whole Hall, the sparkling bright, bluey-whiteness of the flames almost painful on the eyes. Everyone watched, waiting … a few people kept checking their watches ..."Any second" Lee Jordan whispered, two seats away from Harry.
The flames inside the Goblet turned suddenly red again. Sparks began to fly from it. Next moment, a tongue of flame shot into the air, a charred piece of parchment fluttered out of it the whole room gasped. Dumbledore caught the piece of parchment and held it at arm's length, so that he could read it by the light of the flames, which had turned back to blue white. "The champion for Durmstrang," he read, in a strong, clear voice, "will be Viktor Krum".
"No surprises there!" yelled Ron, as a storm of applause and cheering swept the Hall. Harry saw Viktor Krum rise from the Slytherin table, and slouch up towards Dumbledore; he turned right, walked along the staff table, and disappeared through the door into the next chamber.
"Bravo, Viktor!" boomed Karkaroff, so loudly that everyone could hear him, even over all the applause. "Knew you had it in you!" The clapping and chatting died down. Now everyone's attention was focused again on the Goblet, which, seconds later, turned red once more. A second piece of parchment shot out of it, propelled by the flames.
"The champion for Beauxbatons," said Dumbledore, "is Fleur Delacour!" 'You go Fleur!' Harry shouted, as the said girl got gracefully to her feet, shook back her sheet of silvery blonde hair and swept up between the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables before smiling at Harry.
"Oh, look, they're all disappointed" Hermione said over the noise, nodding towards the remainder of the Beauxbatons party. 'Disappointed' was a bit of an understatement, Harry thought. Two of the girls who had not been selected had dissolved into tears and were sobbing with their heads on their arms.
When Fleur Delacour, too, had vanished into the side chamber, silence fell again, but this time it was a silence so stiff with excitement you could almost taste it. The Hogwarts champion next...And the Goblet of Fire turned red once more; sparks showered out of it; the tongue of flame shot high into the air, and from its tip Dumbledore pulled the third piece of parchment. "The Hogwarts champion," he called, "is Cedric Diggory!"
"No!" said Ron loudly, but nobody heard him except Harry; the uproar from the next table was too great. Every single Hufflepuff had jumped to his or her feet, screaming and stamping, as Cedric made his way past them, grinning broadly, and headed off towards the chamber behind the teachers' table. Indeed, the applause for Cedric went on so long that it was some time before Dumbledore could make himself heard again.
"Excellent!" Dumbledore called happily, as at last the tumult died down. "Well, we now have our three champions. I am sure I can count upon all of you, including the remaining students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, to give your champions every ounce of support you can muster. By cheering your champion on, you will contribute in a very real".
But Dumbledore suddenly stopped speaking, and it was apparent to everybody what had distracted him. The fire in the Goblet had just turned red again. Sparks were flying out of it. A long flame shot suddenly into the air and borne upon it was another piece of parchment.
Automatically, it seemed, Dumbledore reached out a long hand and seized the parchment. He held it out and stared at the name written upon it. There was a long pause, during which Dumbledore stared at the slip in his hands, and everyone in the room stared at Dumbledore. And then Dumbledore cleared his throat and read out.
"Harry Potter" Harry blinked before slamming his head on the table before continuing to do so even as Dumbledore called his name, he began cursing in several languages causing several of the other students to look somewhere between completely amused and completely mortified at his language, Hermione stopped him "Harry, go on, you know that your friends are behind you" Harry sighed and nodded.
He stood and several students snickered at the red mark on his head from where he was banging it off of a table, he walked over to Dumbledore who handed him the slip of paper, Harry looked at it with a frown, he hummed in thought "Interesting, one second please Professor" Harry walked up to the goblet and waved a hand over it, he frowned again "Professor Dumbledore, did you or did you not have someone guarding the goblet?" Albus blinked "Of course I did, my boy, why do you ask?".
Harry nodded "Okay then, that is very interesting then" he looked at Tekuya who frowned and nodded, Harry turned back to Dumbledore "I guess you want me to go and join the actual champions?" Albus nodded and Harry sighed, he walked over to the door and entered it, leaving the hall to start muttering, Albus frowned 'What was that? Harry seemed odd, I can tell that he didn't enter but his name came out, I'll ask anyway' He nodded and walked into the antechamber with several people.
(Hogwarts-Antechamber)
Harry walked into the chamber and ignored the other three for a moment as he smacked his head off of a wall continuously for a few moments before Victor and Cedric pulled him away from it, Cedric looked at him and sighed "It happened didn't it? The Hallowe'en curse" Harry nodded, Fleur and Victor looked intrigued but keep quiet as Fleur healed the now bleeding wound on Harry's head.
The adults came in and Igor noticed Fleur cleaning blood off of Harry "So, someone is dealing with the cheating little boy, was it you Victor? If so I am proud of you" all of the champion's glared at him, Fleur spat "You are a sick and twisted bastard, hoping that we'd have attacked someone who we classify as a friend, I out t-" Harry placed a hand on her shoulder and she looked at him, he shook his head.
Harry looked at Igor with contempt "Don't waste your breath on a snivelling little Death Eater like him Fleur, he's not worth your time" Igor's eyes widened and he snarled pulling his Wand, within a second all of the Champions and professors McGonagall and, surprisingly, Snape all had their Wands levelled off against Igor whose eyes had widened at all of the Wands pointed at him.
Harry stared at Professor Snape in surprise before chuckling "Never thought I would see the day that you would protect me, Professor Snape" Snape snorted "Ah, but you have become more snarky, I respect that" Harry nodded "I see" he turned to Igor "Its about respect, Headmaster Karkaroff, I think I have earned enough respect from the people in this room that they would defend me, as I would them, can you say the same?".
Harry turned to Barty Crouch and Mr Bagman "Can I get out of this tournament with my magic and life intact?" Barty sighed and shook his head, Harry curse before another voice spoke up "Well then, I guess this is where I come in" everyone turned to see Tekuya Vermilion walk out of the shadows, Albus blinked "Mr Vermilion, what?" Tek shook his head "I'm not here as a students Albus, I am here as Lord Vermilion".
Albus's eyes widened "What can we do for you, Lord Vermilion?" Tekuya walked over to Harry "Harry, will you allow me to assist you, Brother?" Harry grinned "Of course, Brother, any help will be appreciated" Tekuya nodded "Well then, seen as my little Brother has gotten into a heap of trouble, again, I'll pull his ass out of the fire, I Tekuya Zera Vermilion, Lord of the Most Ancient, Noble and Powerful Houses of Vermilion and Dragneel, do hereby take Hadrian James Potter as my apprentice, so mote be it".
A flash of golden light indicated that magic had accepted his terms, Albus gasped "Harry, how could you? Don't you know that his father, Zeref Dragneel is the most notorious black wizard off over four centuries? and his son is going to be teaching you" Tekuya chuckled "You know Albus, one day, it's going to get through your thick fucking skull that Dark doesn't necessarily mean evil, Dark Magic is defined by the costs that the magic takes, it might just take more energy than others, plus I'll be teaching him family magic, not black magic".
Albus frowned "What is the difference? Zeref was known for his use f Death Magic" everyone gasped and Tekuya smirked "Ah but that is not the Dragneel family magic, the Dragneel family magic is called Slayer Magic and here is my Mother's version off it as it is a genetic thing" golden energy shrouded his hand, he looked at Albus "Now, tell me, is this Dark Magic?".
Albus blinked "Then why didn't your father use this magic?" Tekuya smiled sadly "Who here has ever heard the name Ankerserum?" Severus blinked "Isn't he a God?" Tekuya nodded "Ankerserum is the God of Life and Death, my Father…lost his parents and younger Brother in a dragon attack when he was about 8 years old, he then spent the next 10 years keeping his Brother's body in suspended animation until he finally found a way to bring him back but Ankerserum was pissed".
Harry sighed "He cursed my Father with Ankerserum Black Magic so that whenever my Father would feel happy emotions, everything around him would die, so my Father fled after restoring his Baby Brother, who got a side effect from it, my Uncle is an immortal who cannot die, my Father is the same, he is immortal and unable to die, so he was forced to watch as almost 2 and a half centuries pasted by, then he met her".
He stumbled upon a group of five people who were injured and decided to help them as they were trying to deal with some dark mages who were terrorising a nearby town, he tutored and mentored them all in magic, one of them was my Mother, Mavis Vermilion and another, her Sister, my Aunt, Zera Vermilion, he taught them the magic they needed, my Mother then used a spell she was supposed to, to save her friend".
Harry shook his head "It was a taboo spell that was linked into the Ankerserum White Magic known as Law, she was supposed to train for at least 15 years before attempting to cast it but she casted it the very next day, Ankerserum was furious, so he cursed her with Ankerserum White Magic and made her immortal and unable to die, her Sister later linked her own life force to my Mother's to stay with her".
"I was born 13 years ago and because of both of my parents being cursed, I was born with an immunity to curses, so Ankerserum can't touch me, I can teach Harry all of the magic I know if I want to but I will only teach him what I believe he will be able to cast at this time, is that acceptable?" Albus nodded with a thoughtful look on his face, Tekuya turned to Harry "Come along, Harry, we will begin your lessons in three days".