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CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE: ALL SUMMERS END

SUNDAY, JULY 31, 1988 - 16 WILLOW WAY, LOUGHTON, ESSEX, U.K.

Rose walked into the kitchen not long after sunrise. She was still adjusting to the time difference. To her surprise, she found Minnie crying with a lot of crumpled up tissue on the table.

"Minnie?"

"I'm find child," Minerva said.

"You've been bawling your eyes out, Minnie. Why?"

'It's just… It's just the present the kids brought me."

Rose nodded. Last night the kids had talked their ears off about school and Japan and just before going to bed, they ran up stairs and came down with gifts. They gave Robert, Remus and Sirius five presents each and Minerva four. The gifts were all bought in Japan and represented each of their five academic years. Needless to say with the exception of Rose, none of them were expecting that and each was misty eyed. Minerca opened all but one of hers, deciding to leave it for the morning. The last was a large envelope. Rose guessed this was the present.

"What did they give you?" Rose asked. She had never seen Minerva so emotional and she had known her for years.

"M-my family."

"What?"

Minerva sniffled. "These are letters they got from my Nephew Richard, my grandnephew and grandniece Roger and Emily and my Great Grands: Stephen and Erin McGonagall and Stacey and Lyle Donovan."

Rose gasped! "They were on our floor! Emily was too! She was the magical minder."

"That was her?" Minerva said. "All that time and I was friends with my Grandniece?

"So it would seem," Rose said.

"You didn't know?" Minerva asked.

Rose shook her head. "No one told me," she added softly.

"We wanted it to be a surprise," a voice said. The two women looked up and saw Harry and Hermione entering the kitchen.

"It's really early," Rose said.

"Couldn't sleep anymore, Mum," Hermione replied.

"And Clarice?"

Hermione snorted. "She could sleep all day if you let her."

"Why didn't you say something?" Rose asked.

"Didn't know for sure until the last mail arrived," Hermione said. "I remember Minnie telling us about her family and how her younger brother fled the country during the Wad and stuff, and how he took his kids and grandkids with him. Anyway, about mid way through it kind of came up and the McGonagall and Donovan stories seemed very similar. And since Mrs. Donovan was the McGonagall's Aunt and her brother was their father…

"Anyway, they wrote back home to their Gramps and he said his dad and brother and sister fled England in the early seventies. His Dad was named Ben and he had an older sister named Minerva and it all fit. So we got them all to write you letters and send pictures and we only got them all the last day before outgoing mail stopped. So, we decided to make it a surprise gift. Sorry. We didn't want you to cry."

Minerva got up and walked over pulling the two into a hug. "You gave me the best present of my life, you know. Clarice too. You gave me my family back."

"Everyone deserves a family," Harry said.

"And your welcome," Hermione added.

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Harry, Hermione and Clarice had left for Japan on Wednesday, June 28, 1988 and arrived on Thursday, June 29th due to the time zone changes. At eight that evening, time compression began and they marked their "fake" calendars accordingly. Their first real day, when they went shopping, was Friday, June 30th. By their fake calendar, however, it was August 18, 1988. Clarice's real birthday was on Thursday, July 12th, 1988, but by their "fake" calendar, it was May 23rd, 1990. Their last day was Friday, July 19th 1988. However, on their "fake" calendars, it was September 2nd, 1992. Their school records contained both their real ages and their assimilated ages. Clarice was now seven, but she had five "fake" birthday's while at school and her assimilated age was eleven. Harry left the school at age seven and twelve respectively. Hermione left at age eight and twelve as she was seventeen days shy of her fifth assimilated birthday. She would return next summer at the assimilated age of thirteen.

This calendar confusion explained why Harry was surprised when he was told that today was his birthday. He had honestly forgotten that it was still 1988. Well, that was not entirely true. He knew what the real year was. He just forgot it was his birthday again. They had discussed this the night before and Harry agreed that today could be a combined celebration. In addition to him really turning eight years old, they would also have a cake for Clarice's belated seventh birthday and a third for all three welcoming them home. Harry and Clarice would get birthday presents from the adults and all three would get presents for their homecoming.

They were further surprised to learn that it would not just be their adults. The Evans and Greengrass families would be coming over as well. The Weasleys, whom the kids had forgotton, were not coming mainly because there was no magical way to get here or non-magical way to invite them. That would be remedied in the future, but for today it would be a smaller party.

Sirius was the first to arrive along with Sophie. They both entered carrying several large wrapped gifts that naturally piqued the children's curiosity, especially since the three largest boxes looked identical and were for all three of them. Remus and Minerva arrived within minutes of each other also with a stack of gifts. Hermione was reminded that she had a birthday coming up. She knew this, but was still a little disappointed it was not today.

"Don't worry, Hermione," Harry told her. "I got you something really special."

"You did?" she asked excitedly. "What? What is it?"

"Not telling. Besides, we have a month and a half to go and I might want to get you another present or two."

"You might?"

"Actually, I probably will … if you're nice to me."

"I'm always nice to you, Harry. Well almost always."

"So no worries then."

"Thanks Harry," she said kissing him on the cheek.

"And I already got you a nice real birthday pressie too, Sissy," Clarice added. "And nope, I'm not telling either and …" she said looking ar Harry who nodded, "we both got you pressies for your assimilated thirteenth birthday."

"But I didn't have one," Hermione protested.

"Harry and I think you should and it will be in about two weeks."

"We'll be in Florida."

"So? You're my big sister."

Hermione thought for a moment and smiled. "Thanks guys."

The Evans arrived next. Mike and his wife Marie each brought two gifts as did the three youngest Evans children: Aaron, Cynthia and Billy. The three older children did not have any gifts. Jason was sixteen and had just taken his O.W.L.s, a fact that would actually give him something to talk about to his surprise. Amber was fourteen and about to start her Fourth Year at St. Georges. Then there was Michelle who had finished her first year. Billy and Cynthia also brought a couple of friends they knew. They were about the same age as the birthday boy. One was Ernie McMillan and the other was Lisa Turpin. They had met the two magical children years ago in Diagon Alley and had been friends since then.

The Greengrasses were the last to arrive. David, his wife Sarah and their two oldest daughters Daphne and Astoria had two presents each and to Harry's surprise little Renee and Jessie had presents too. They also had a friend in two. Her name was Millicent Bulstrode. She was a little on the large side, Harry and the others thought, and quiet. But she seemed open minded and very observant. Harry noted the gifts from the youngest Greengrass girls.

"They both wanted to give Harry something," Daphne explained. "But they were told to give Clarice something as well 'cause that's polite."

"Why? Why did they want to give Harry something?"

Daphne shrugged. "They think he's way cool. Don't see it myself. I mean he is nice, for a boy. But cool?"

Hermione actually laughed a bit. She might think Harry is cool and he happened to be her best friend in the world, but she also knew most girls her age didn't like boys at all. Harry was not typical, in Hermione's opinion. The fact that Renee and Jessie thought he was fun said something. But Hermione knew that the others barely knew him.

This was the first chance the adults had to meet David's wife Sarah. She had not been feeling well on the "play date" at their home a little over a month before and it was obvious why.

"David didn't tell me you were expecting," Rose said when they were introduced."

Sarah shrugged. "Typical man," she sighed. "It probably never came up."

"So when are you due?"

"Around the end of October."

"Congratulations."

"Thanks."

"Know what it is yet?"

Sarah sighed. "Another girl. Oh, don't get me wrong, we're happy. No idea really what a boy would be like with four older sisters. Still, David likes to say he's been cursed."

"Has he?"

"No. Not that we know of, but it is a way to get the Purebloods we do know off our case."

"What do you mean?"

"No heir. No son to keep the family name going. For many Purebloods that's a big deal."

"And you?"

"We are not a major family," Sarah said. "The Greengrasses came here from the continent last century so we lack the status of some of the older families. Those families, however … it's pathetic really."

"How so?"

"David and I have five children 'casue we love children and love being parents. We also love each other. Unlike many old families, we married for love and not family. Most of the traditional Purebloods have arranged marriages and once they produce and heir, that's it. No more little ones. And as there are some darker magics that practically guarantee a son, most of those families have only one or two children, usually only one."

"Sounds like the old aristocracy."

"A fair analogy," Sarah said. "David and I may be Purebloods, but our attitudes and lifestyle is more Muggle than magical. I love all my girls as does David. Some Purebloods see daughters as a burden."

"Sounds pathetic," Rose huffed.

Sarah merely sighed in agreement.

One of the questions that was raised before the guests started arising was what the kids could tell the others about their summer. As the Watanabe School was not secret, it was decided the kids could tell their friends whatever they wanted.

"You went to school over your summer hols?" Cynthia Evans asked in shock.

"Yep," Hermione said. "It was cool."

"You're weird," Daphne said. "Why go to school over the summer?"

"So we don't have to during the year," Harry said.

"There's no way you can learn a year full of stuff in a month," Michelle Evans said.

"Not without magic," Ernie McMillan added.

The three kids smiled.

"It was a magical school?"

"Yep." Clarice said. "And it used something called Time Compression. Every day we were there we had fifty days of learning and stuff."

"Fifty?" Daphne asked. "How many days did you have?"

"One thousand five hundred," Harry said. "Four years and forty days. We actually took five years worth of courses, both magical and non magical."

'Bloody hell," Ernie said. "You had five years of magical studies? Without a wand?"

"We learned without a wand," Clarice said. "And with one."

"Y-you have wands?"

The three children nodded. "Want to see them?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah!"

The three ran to their rooms to get their wands.

"Hey Jason!," Aaron said. "Get over here! You need to see this."

The kids came down and showed the others their wands.

"Wicked!" Aaron said. "It's real?"

They nodded.

"But you can't," Amber Evans said. "You can't have a wand until you're eleven. It's illegal."

"We can't purchase a wand in Britain until we are eleven," Hermione corrected. "And we didn't. We got these in Japan where kids can get a wand at age six - just like most of the rest of the world."

"You're kidding," Daphne said.

"Nope, it's true," Clarice replied. "Some countries in Europe it's eight. Most it's six and most everywhere else it's six as well. You start learning magic the same time you start school. Here, no magic before age eleven. Don't know why really. It seems silly to me 'cause I'm seven and still passed my O.W.L.s with all outstandings."

"You're joking," Jason Evans said.

"Nope. Third in my class," Clarice said. "The three of us all took: Arithmancy, Astronomy, Runes, Charms, Defense, Herbology, Mind Magics, Potions, Ritual Magics and Transfiguration. I got O's in everything and With Distictions in Charms and Rituals."

The kids looked at Harry.

"O's in everything, With Distinction in Defense and Honors in Potions."

"Bloody hell!" Jason said.

"What," Astoria asked.

"Honors means we was the best in the world this year."

"Wow!"

"I was still only second in my class," Harry added. "Hermione was first."

"Whoa!" several voices said.

"With Distinctions in Arithmancy and Runes, Honors in Transfiguration," Hermione added proudly.

"And she finished third in both the magical dueling tournament and the martial arts one."

"The only reason Hermione and I did not make the finals," Clarice began, "is 'cause we got paired up with you. Harry knocked me out in the quarters and Hermione in the Semi's."

"Out of over twenty bouts leading to the finals," Harry said, "you two were the hardest."

"Thanks Harry," Clarice said.

"It's true. My bouts with these two were the two longest of the tourney. You should have heard it!"

"The crowd was really into it," Clarice said. "Our friends said the finals were a real let down."

Harry shrugged. "He wasn't that hard. Either of you could have taken him too. He went through nothing and I had to get through two of the best duelists in our year just to make the finals."

"Show me," Jason said. He still could not believe any of it.

Hermione asked her parents if they could put on a demonstration in the back yard. After learning that the wards would both prevent any Muggles from seeing magic and allowing any magic to escape the property they agreed. While Rose had been there and seen the tournament, none of the others had and were naturally curious. They set up chairs on the patio for all the adults and kids with three chairs reserved for the combatants as Harry, Hermione and Clarice changed.

The audience was in their seats when the three kids came out all dressed in black. The black foreign looking robes were explained as they had all attained a mastery in the martial arts in Karate and Magical Dueling. They were all low level masteries, but they rated the black. Hermione and Clarice paired off first, as Harry was the "reigning champion." Sirius was asked to be the judge. First to score a hit would win. They were dueling under international rules, which stunned Sirius as in theory there were few limitations on what spells could be used. Basically, the Unforgivable Curses were out and other than that anything goes.

The duel was unlike anything the adults who were magical had ever seen. Harry explained the tactics. Both combatants were using shifting to move about the yard, although that would diminish as the fight progressed as it required a calm mind to work at all. They were also using their martial arts skills to dodge and reposition for an attack. Unlike formal duels, they moved constantly and quickly. They did not stand their ground and trade spells. The pace was fast an furious from the beginning. They blocked and attacked simultaneously, constantly using both wand and wandless magic. The two girls were almost a blur of constant motion each trying to get past the other's defense or surprise them. Many of the spells would require immediate medical attention if they scored a clean hit and that had the older witches and wizards worried. Rose knew that a third of the participants in the tournament ended up in hospital and was grateful that Sophie was here. She would never have approved without a Healer present. True, Sophie was not fully qualified, but the woman had to know magical trauma and first aide. About ten minutes in and neither combatant could Shift. The pace of spell casting increased. At twenty-two minutes, Clarice got lucky with a minor stinging hex and scored her hit.

"Should have zigged rather than zagged," a sweat soaked and panting Hermione said as she sat down. "Nice shot, Sis," she said.

Clarice was still catching her breath and could only nod.

Harry made relatively short work of his sister after a ten minute break. It took him fourteen minutes to take her down with a stunner. Clarice was exhausted but was actually pleased she had done so well.

"I nearly had you more than a few times, Bro," she said with a smile.

"She's a sneaky one," Harry said.

The final match was Harry and Hermione. Hermione had time to recover and was shifting all over the place. Harry was the first to lose this ability, but was able to compensate with agility and speed. After twenty-two minutes, Hermione managed to disarm him and win the match. Harry was clearly exhausted.

"Good match," he said.

"Not a fair one," Hermione added. "I was more rested than you."

"Such is life," Harry smiled as Hermione kissed his cheek.

The kids were more than a little impressed. The adults were stunned. At least a few of them were measuring power levels once the shock wore off and none of the three were hugely out of the norm. True, all three were easily in the top five percent, if not higher, for their age. But an eight year old was nowhere near their full potential. It was the skills that impressed the adults. These kids were far more skilled than most after five years of magical school. Rose explained - having been there - that it was part and parcel of the Watanabe system. They teach knowledge and skill. Power will come when it comes. But power without knowledge and skill is useless. Mind, Body and Magic. That was the school's motto and what they stressed from Day One. Rose knew that when they went home, most of the kids might begin pestering their parents about attending that school so far away. She knew it was expensive, but part of her also wondered whether it would be possible to send those children as well. She decided she would need to look into the Potter Estate to see if it could fund the tuition for Harry and the others friends or whether scholarships were available. Rose had already decided to return next summer. She had been the school dentist and her abilities seemed to be hard to come by. Besides, she loved being there for the kids.

The proof, as they say, was in the pudding. Jason Evans was one of the best duelists in his year. He was ultimately ptted against Clarice, the youngest of the Watanabe students and the least exhausted. He used his mother's wand which he had used before and was out cold from a weak stunner within two minutes. These kids were not flukes. They were well trained in the skills of defense. Any doubts the others had were gone. In fact, Mike and David were impressed with the kids tactics and actually asked whether they might be willing to share with the magicals in MI-5, Office W.

"Can you teach us magic?" Renee Greengrass asked.

There was at first a hasty discussion in Japanese between the three students and Rose Granger. Finally, there was a discussion in English between the adults.

Rose eventually talked to Harry, Hermione and Clarice.

"Can you?" she asked.

"Wandless maybe," Hermione said.

"Can you try?"

"I will," Harry said. "Right then," Harry continued, "Kneel down and focus! Breath in through your nose and out through you mouth and focus inwards. Find your magic! You will know when you have. When you have please raise a hand."

The other children did as was asked.

Soon a hand raised. It was little Jessie Greengrass who was almost three years old.

"You find your magic?" Harry asked sitting beside her.

"Light," she said. "It says things."

"Like what?"

"Do things."

"You want to do them?"

"No. Yes. Donno."

"It may be your magic. Tell it you want it to do what you want it to, Okay?"

"Kay."

"And?"

"It will."

"Keep focusing for now, Jessie. You're doing well. Wait for the others."

"Kay."

They all soon found their inner magic and with Harry's instruction were able to control it. Hermione had conjured feathers for them all to play with and they did. Soon all the children were making them fly about.

Jessie was the youngest and the first to succeed.

"She has no fear or preconceived ideas about magic," Harry said. "To her it is as natural as breathing. Everyone else has developed some ideas - wrong ideas. This is why teaching magic early is good. They do not hinder their abilities based upon what adults know and were taught."

"Can we learn this, Mum?" Astoria asked as her feather flew around at her will. "Can we?"

All the parents looked at Rose.

"Hermione was the best at teaching theory," she said. "The three of them led a study group that blew the school average away. Harry was best at teaching applied magic. Clarice was good period. They pulled their entire floor into the top percentiles and inspired them all. Those three can teach. That's all there is to it."

"Saturdays?" David asked.

"We'll talk about it, David," Rose responded. "I think they would love to do it."

"We've got a holiday to deal with." Robert said..

"And time to think about all of this," Rose added.

The rest of the party was pretty normal. Harry, Hermione and Clarice had showered and changed and they came down again for cake and presents. Without a doubt, Sirius's welcome home presents were the best. He had bought them Comet 260's. They were decent training brooms and Sirius promised to teach them to fly once the three got back from holiday. All thre thought it was the gift of the day, although Hermione was a little concerned about the concept.

FRIDAY, AUGUST 5, 1988, 261A BAYWATER ROAD, LONDON, U.K.

Potter House in London was a miracle of magic. It was sandwiched in between two huge mansions homes on the north side of Hyde Park and could easily be dismissed as a servant's entrance. In reality, the simple looking door led into a huge mansion in its own right. There was a library for the Granger women to die for. It had thirty-two bedrooms with a ballroom, banquette hall and numerous other public rooms. It had magic rooms as well to include a fully equipped potions lab and magical gym designed for combat training. The "back yard" was a magically expanded space that wa over an acre in size. At the back was a carriage house that had a seven car garage. All of it existed on a tiny portion of real land no wider than a door. Magic truly cold be a wonderful thing.

Following the party for Harry and the others, the Grangers and all had moved here. It was one of the Potter properties and was less than a mile from the Granger Surgery. The wards were second to none. And, with Hyde Park just across the road, it seemed the perfect place for the Grangers to live with Harry and all. The magicals could access it by Floo and the Gragers could find it without magic. Under its existing wards, it would hide magic from detection. It was a perfect place for the children, the Gangers thought. It was Harry's home as well. With that, they moved. Sirius and Remus moved in as well. It was a perfect situation as the Evans and Greegrasses now had access to the place by Floo. Between their magical home and back yard and Hyde Park, the kids thought it was brilliant.

SUNDAY, AUGUST 20, 1988, 261A BAYWATER ROAD, POTTER HOUSE, LONDON, U.K.

To the kids surprise, Sirius, Remus and Sophie had joined them on their family holiday to Orlando, Florida. It could have been a real drag with more "adults" than children, but it was a blast in the end. They all had a wonderful time.

The "Magic Kingdom" of Disney World was clearly not really magical in the sense that there was any magic to it. It was magical in its own way, however. The imagination necessary to come up with its themes and rides blew the magicals away. Each person had their own favorite ride at the park. Harry and Sirius totally loved Space Mountain. Hermione totally hated it. Hermione and Clarice loved "It's A Small World After All," Harry thought that one was just okay. Pirates of the Caribbean was a huge hit, as was the Haunted House. But there was no real magic at all in this Magic Kingdom.

It did not really matter. They were having the time if their lives.

Then they went to EPCOT. From a kid's point of view it was BORING. The sea exhibit, the aquarium totally was awesome, but the rest of the rides were lame.

That is until they visited the World Showcase exhibits. Their rides were lame as well, but here the real magic existed. Each of the world exhibits had its own magical section, one which Muggles could never find. In addition to totally cool rides, there were shopping sections based upon the country's main or most famous. In the Britain Section there was an imitation of Diagon Alley. In Japan, it was Nishsiki that they knew from Kyoto. There was also Mexico, China, France, Germany, Norway, Canada, Italy. Morocco and the United States. All sold wands and under U.S. law, the children were old enough to buy one. Harry found his second wand in Mexico in Humberto's. Hermione's second wand was from Olaf's of Norway. Clarice's second wand was from Louis of Canada. And they were not the only ones. Remus bought his second wand from Mustafas of Morocco. Sirius had lost his original wand when he was arrested and bought two. His first was a wand from Smith & Sons of Boston. His second was a Takahashi from Japan, the same wandsmith who had made Harry, Hermione and Clarice's first wands.

They had returned to Britain and to their new home Potter House. They all agreed it was a perfect holiday and Robert and Rose had taken more pictures of this holiday than any other. To them and the kids, it had been perfect. One day they would notice that there were no pictures of Harry and Hermione apart. Clarice mostly not, but she was not in every picture. Harry and Hermione were always together.

Sensei finally appeared this day after Sophie had left. It was the first time he had appeared when Sirius was around. Remus and the Grangers were there when the old, bald version of Harry materialized from nothing.

"What the bloody hell?" Sirius exclaimed.

"It's just Sensei," Harry said. "He can be annoying, but he is harmless."

"And what the hell is he?" Sirius exclaimed.

Sensei then explained who and what he was.

"So," Sirius said, "you're Harry from a different timeline. Yet you're not as well."

"A fair assessment," Sensei said. "My timeline died in many ways when I first met me - or rather Harry."

"How come you never showed up before with Sirius?" Harry asked.

"Don't know," Sensei said. "There's a lot about me which makes no sense really. I am a prototype. My creator - a future Harry, made something unique. I really do not understand some things. I don't understand why some people can see me with ease and others drive me away."

"Example?" Harry asked.

"I generally chose not to appear in St. Mungos. As magical energy, I might have been detected. When you lot were in Japan, did you not notice I never appeared unless you were alone?"

"Now that you mention it…" Hermione began.

"You would appear when Aunt Minnie or Rose was with us," Clarice observed.

"Indeed," Sensei replied. "I was programmed - for lack of a better word - to appear to Harry and those who are trustworthy. The more I've thought about it, the more I see it is a combination of trust. If Harry here trusts you, I might be able to appear. If I don't, I cannot. I was close with the Grangers in my timeline, even after Hermione ruined their memories. Clarice is my sister, so she's got that going for her. Minerva - I always trusted her and she never betrayed that trust. Neither did you, Sirius or Remus for that matter.

"I think it is a combination of both: who Harry here trusts and who never betrayed that trust in my timeline." A long discussion followed as Sirius was brought up to speed about all that had led him finally back to his godson.

"So you're here to change the future?" Sirius asked.

"Ah yes," Sensei replied. "That is a valid question. Change the future? It is not truly set such that there really is a change. I merely know of a future - my future - that I have been sent back to avoid."

"And what makes you not a manipulative bastard?" Sirius asked.''

"Aside from the fact I neither participated in nor condoned you incarceration? Don't know. You were imprisoned without trial. At that time, had you born the mark and lacked the connections, you would have rotted and dies in Azkaban. You are not marked. You should have had a trial. That was the law then, and yet…"

"And yet…"

"Dumbledore let you rot," Sensei said. "Not even left you with an interrogation."

"I would have…" Sirius began.

"Been found innocent," Sensei finished. "It was that easy. But Dumbledore would have lost his pawn to his godfather, namely he would have lost control over me. He wants a martyr for the Cause. He wants Harry to die."

Sensei then explained his reasoning.

"But that's…" Sirius began.

"Silly? Ridiculous? Yeah. But he believed it was true. To kill Voldemort, he believed Harry must die. A folly now as our Japanese friends both proved Harry is not and never was a Horcrux and removed his demon soul fragment."

"And what do you expect from Harry?"

"In the end to choose his own path," Sensei said. "Not one chosen for him by others. But for now, we have a unique chance to change things and I should hope with these minor changes we can move forward so that Harry has a life."

"What things?" Sirius asked.

"One of Voldemort's horcruxes is currently at 12 Gimmauld Place. We secure it until Harry and all can figure out how to destroy it. That's a quick one. Second, there are two children he should befriend this year: Neville Longbottom and Luna Lovegood, Luna being the more critical at this time."

"Why" Sirius asked.

"Bottom line they have the potential to be allies. More immediate? They are good people in need of friends, something Harry can relate to.

"And the last?"

"And the hardest," Sensei said. "They have spare time. I would like Harry and the others to prove who are the Founder's magical heirs."

"You know who they are?"

Sensei nodded. "But my knowing is not proof."

"And I take it Harry is one?"

Sensei nodded.

"Can't say why, but I will help."

"Thanks."