It was about 5 hours in the morning when Harry walked under his invissibillity cloak to the Private quarters of his Potions Professor. 'Veritaserum' He whispered to the portrait which swung open. After walking towarts the professor's personal lab he hissed the password to Salazar and entered the Secret Academy.
He had an easy day today. Since it was monday and he had no morning classes. In the afternoon he should have time to sleep since History stayed to be bored. Harry smirked. On this Monday morning, his second week at Hogwarts started. Thinking back at his first Order meeting yesterday the young leader was quite content with his achievements concerning his order.
Harry walked towards the Headmaster's Office, sat down, and snapped his fingers. 'Master sir?' Asked Nox, his personal assistant after he had popped in. 'I would like a small breakfast.' Harry said. The house elf then popped away to deliver his masters order to the other house elves.
Harry pulled out his wand to summon Secret Academy volume 1, but then saw the folded piece of parchment that layed on his desk. He unfolded it, said 'Clanculum', which was the Order's mail password and read when letters apeared.
Greetings Lord Fulgor,
I think it would be a good idea if the Order gets his own bank vault so we better can keep track of donations and spendings. However, I am aware that we cannot simply go to Gringotts and request it, since we are a secret Order. Therefore I suggest we think up on a name for a more innocent club so we would be able to create a vault. However, when members donate to it, I suggest that they do it anonymously so no one exactly knows who afilliates with the club, meaning they should donate cash instead of transacting it from their vaults to the orders'vault.
As I am the Orders Advisor, and have also subscribed to the position of Accountaint, I am willing to help out with financial business, that includes going to Gringotts to setup a vault.
I hope you recieve this letter in good health.
-Opacus, Your servant.
Harry thought about the letter for a while when Nox popped in with his breakfast. 'Thank you, Nox.' Harry said dismissing the House Elf. 'I really should password protect this office.' Harry thought. 'If anyone walkes in and out, and I keep documents here, they could not be save.'
'Honourable Founder? Are you awake? I want to ask you something.' The young Leader asked. The founder looked up from his castle and hissed back, 'Young Heir, how can I help you?'
'Well, I need a special way to protect this office from anyone walking in, But Also, I need a way so that people can deliver me letters. I was thinking about some statue of some sort, preferable a Hungarian Horntail, that has eyes that are connected with a device in the office so that I can see who stands before it, and which has a mouth in which one can drop a letter that is sent streight to my desk. The statue must also be able to detact harmful magic that can be spelled on letters, and it must be able to attack anyone giving the wrong password for security. I know this requires advanced magic, but do you think this is reachable?'
'I think I can do that.' Salazar nodded. 'Wait a second, Young heir, and do not fear anything that is happening.' The founder said.
Harry nodded and kept looking at the portrait.
Then, something emerged from the portrait, something that looked like a thick black smoke. When Harry looked at the portrait he saw that the founder was gone. Only the bubbling kettle and the background surroundings were left. The black smoke formed into a man that exactly looked like Slytherin's picture that had been on the portrait.
'Hounarable Founder, Is that really you? Or is it the magic you once put into your portrait that make you to be able to emerge from it?' Harry asked carefully.
'Yes, Its me' Slytherin hissed back. 'I have spelled the portraits with my strongest magic, so that I could inhabit them whenever my life came to an end. It was the only way I could garantee the eternity of my life, and now, as I am physical young again, as I was at the time I build Hogwarts with the other three fools, I would be forever young, although my mind is centuries old. Now let me create this statue. I figure, that you might want to open the door from the inside so you could let someone in who is standing in front of the statue, Am I correct?'
'Yes Honourable founder, you are correct.'
The in green robes clothed man looked intensly at what he believed to be his newest heir. 'You, my heir, may call me by my given first name.' He said before he turned around and walked towards the door of the office, to then climb down the stairs that leed to the Academy's groundfloor.
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When Hermione entered the Private lab of her potions professor, she pulled on her uniform and put on her mask. When she however walked towards the back, where the portrait of Salazar was located, she noted in shock that he was gone.
She seated at the ground unshrinking a book from her thrunk while she was waiting for the founder to come back. 'Where had he gone.' She wonered before she opened the disguised dark arts book.
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Harry had been reading in Secret Academy Volume one when Salazar turned back at his office. It is done. 'The password is set to parseltoungue, if you want to change it, just tap this mirror with your wand 6 times and then speak your new password.' The founder said, holding out a round mirror that was no greater then a dinner plate.
Harry took the mirror and stared in it. In the mirror he saw the statue of the Hungarian Horntail. ''t is wonderful Salazar.' He said in awe. 'Its nothing' Salazar said. 'Anyway, I should go back to the portrait, Else my potion will explode.'
'What potion are you brewing?' Harry asked curious.
'As I told you I inhabited the portraits. I can emerge from it only for a short while, and although I live for eternity, I will die when I emerge for more then 12 hours from the portrait. However, I would like to live in a phiysical body again, and preferable in the body I inherit now. However, Since I do not have the Life Elixer that the philosophers stone can give me, I have devote my life to find another way to be able to fulfill my desire. And yet that is why you always see me brewing potions.' The founder said.
Harry nodded, then said, 'Well, as i'm just being a first year student, although I have more knowledge then most of my age, I am afraid I cannot help you with it. However, If I ever may happen to find something that may help, like for instance the philosophers stone, although I doubt I would ever get to such a rare artifact, I am willing to help you regain your physical body.'
Salazar eyed the boy. 'That is very noble of you. Say, If I can help you with anything Just ask me. However, Now I have to go back into the portrait.'
Harry nodded. 'Thank you for creating the statue, If there is anything else I can do for you except for helping you regaining your body I am willing to help if it lays within my possibillities'.
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Hermione looked up from her desguised Dark Arts book when she herd a soft sound. When she looked at the portrait she saw that the Founder had returned. She closed her book, stood up, and walked over to the portrait. 'Clanculum' she said. Then the Portrait swung open and she walked inside the Secret Academy to pay a visit to the Library.