The prize's ceremony had been held, and both Ed and Harry had received 10000 galleons, which they both secretly gave to Fred and George, with Harry saying he (and the rest of the wizarding world) would need to laugh in the future, and Ed arguing he wouldn't need the money as it was not a currency he could use, and saying he was choosing to invest his share in the twins' business. Both the young men had then been immediately sent back to the hospital wing, where Harry was now resting. The young king was sleeping next to him, perfectly still. To the wizard's greatest surprise, the Narnians had decided to leave the school without him, just after he had come back from the dead. But the teenager was currently too lost in his hazy thoughts to really wonder about it. He soon went back to his slumber, and didn't see the misty shadow that took form in front of him. The Shadow shaped a large dagger in its hand, and lifted the blade above Harry, ready to strike. But suddenly lightnings appeared from all around it, and hit their target. The Shadow let out a screech, and then started dissolving to leave place for a tall man with dark, curly hair.

"Stop!" Hermione shouted.

And the spells ended. The man fell on his knees, and Hermione carefully approached him.

"Ben?" She asked.

And Ed got out of his bed and came next to her. The man turned his blue eyes to them.

"Where... where am I?"

Sirius furiously came to him, and punched him in the face.

"You tried to kill my godson, you scumbag!"

And he clenched his fist once more. Ben didn't move. He seemed sincerely surprised, and was apparently trying to understand what he was doing here.

"Sirius, stop!" Hermione ordered.

"You know this man?"

"He's the one who sent us here to put things right."

"What the heck is going on?" Ben asked.

"I'm Hermione." she said. "And this is Edmund. Do you remember?"

"Oh, no..." he sighed. "I changed world again, didn't I? It's weird, though. I don't remember opening a portal. The last thing I remember is... I was exploring the palace on Jiranatla. I… I don't know what's going on. I need to contact Tom. He can find a way to bring me home."

"But Tom is..." Ed started. "The Spectres got him."

Shock and pain painted on Ben's face.

"Okay... tell me everything you know."

And that's how, a few moments later, in Dumbledore's office, Hermione and Edmund finished telling him their adventures.

"And you say the Entity is trying to kill Harry?" Ben repeated.

"Exactly."

"What I don't understand..." Edmund intervened, "is why you sent us and you didn't tell us the truth. And why can't you remember us?"

"I have an explanation for that. Did I immediately present myself as Ben, or did one of you suggested it?"

"I think I suggested it." the young king said. "I heard Tom calling you that."

"Right. That probably wasn't me. I think it was Sherlock."

"When you say Sherlock, do you mean..."

"Yes, Sherlock Holmes. He and Mia met when she was 11, and they became friends. She's the person she trusts the most. And he happens to look just like me. I know, it's confusing. But if I did cause the end of all known universe, it seems only logical she went to him. But right now, this is not very important. What's important is that you put me away for the next three years. Make sure I can't harm anyone anymore, and I can't escape."

"Without risking your life?" Dumbledore intervened. "I don't think this is possible."

"We could send him to Azkaban." Molly suggested.

"I wouldn't want that for my worst enemy." Sirius said in a gloom tone.

Molly sent her a disapproving look, which he ignored.

"I'd rather avoid it, if it's possible." Ben said. "Azkaban won't stay a stable place for long. Besides, we don't know how powerful the Entity is. If it could control me and control Edmund in the same time in two different worlds, we can't be sure it won't manage to convince the dementors to let me go. But I think I know a way."

"What way?" Ed asked.

"There is a technique to put people into a state similar to coma, for as long as you need to, and with no after effects. Well not that I know of, anyway."

"And what would that be?" Sirius asked.

"A never-ending sleeping potion." Hermione said

"A what?"

"A never-ending sleeping potion. It's a very powerful potion, quite close to the draught of the living death. That's what was on the spindle where the real Sleeping Beauty pricked her finger. The only way to wake up is to take the antidote. I think professor Snape can prepare both the potions."

"Your idea sounds safer than mine. If that's okay with you, let's roll with that."

So it was said, and so it was done. Ben was taken to the requirement room, where the potion was given to him. Then, Dumbledore placed the antidote right by his side. As soon as everything was settled, Edmund and Hermione disappeared.