Hello all, welcome to another chapter of "Demigod Turned Wizard." I hope you're enjoying the story so far.
As I said' I knew I would get some questions after last chapter and I was right. I got quite a few. So here are the answers you all want.
Fallen into despair: Seriously Percy who is damn good in sword fight playing defensive? Bruh what the hell are you doing to him. Instead of Percy you should have made an OC. I don't know but I think you are making Percy Weak af. He could defeat a dragon in your story. Where is his instinct of a warrior he fought in tow wars, fought stronger foes. Where is that Percy? If this is for plot then your plot is really weak.
Well this one is quite simple. For one, Percy hasn't fought someone with a sword in over 7 months. Yes he has used his sword in fights but he hasn't actually fought a skilled sword fighter sword to sword. Basically, he's hella rusty. Not only that, you cant say that Percy automatically should be winning because you don't know how good Grindelwald is at sword fighting. Don't assume Percy is a better sword fighter than everyone on the planet just because Chiron said he was the best sword fighter that he had trained in 300 years.
brodylopa: why did percy lose in the swordfight? he is litterly the best swordsman in the world even beat gods in it hell percys best thing is swordsmanship that was a really bad choice.
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kosmi2000: You do know that percy is basicaly a sword master , right ?
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deathcornfive: there is one problem i have with percy jackson and harry potter crossovers im pretty sure percy is has a his resistance to magic.
I don't really consider that Kane Chronicles/Percy Jackson crossover as canon when it comes to my fanfictions. In this story, though, Percy and most demigods have a slight resistance to normal wizards' magic.
Hi Im Manu: ehh,i dunno if just using the excusewell he was still injured or confusedandhe didn't use his sword that often anymore so he's out of touch" will be enough. considering Percy also didn't use his own spell to surprise Dumbledore or Grindelwald. otherwise,pretty annoying to end 2 chapters back on back with Percy blacking out. i guess now Dumbledore will flip the story and say percy attacked them or something,though i hope you don't do that boring storyline. this chapter confused me. I think you knew what the readers will criticize,i just hope you have a better explanation than the 2 I mentioned at the beginning.
Yes I do have a better explanation: Grindelwald is good asf, too. Also, Rick used the rust factor as well in "The Mark Of Athena" when Percy lost to the other son of Poseidon. Rust is a very valid excuse.
Kevin2002: update... dude this is one of the best HP, Pjo crossover fanfictions ever written...
Hurricane Alpha: This story was is very VERY good so far! Please update!
tipsyseen: holy shit, please keep up the story this is great and a fantastic twist on what i love to read.
Thanks a lot everyone, I really appreciate comments like these they make me want to update faster 😁😁.
MY NEW STORY DROPPED. Is it even still considered new? I don't even know, whatever. It's a Marvel fanfiction called "A Universe At War." If you've already checked it out, I appreciate you.
Any questions, suggestions just throw them in the review section. Enjoy. Also, pay attention this chapter. Some parts may seem like filler but there are really small details that will be important later.
Once again, Percy found himself waking up after being blindsided. The bed he was lying in felt soft and comfortable. He sat up and looked around. He was in a small, dimly lit room that had a large bookshelf on the right wall and a giant portrait on the left wall.
The portrait was of a bald man with a pointy grey beard and grey eyes. A long green snake was curled around his shoulder and the man stroked it's head as he leaned back in his throne-like chair.
"Ahh, my descendant finally awakes," he said.
"You're Salazar Slytherin I presume?" Percy asked.
"Yes I am," he said.
"So I'm in the Chamber of Secrets?" Percy asked.
"Of course! Where else would you be?" Slytherin said.
"But how did I get here? The last thing I remember is running out of the hospital wing," Percy said.
"That would be because of me," said a voice. Percy turned his head away from Slytherin's portrait to the doorway of the room, where Tom Riddle stood.
"You brought me here?" Percy asked.
"Yes," said Tom.
"But how did you know what was happening?" Percy asked.
"As heir to my house I can literally feel when you are in mortal danger," Tom said.
"That would be because of me," Slytherin said. "It was I who created that enchantment in the first place. It took me years to develop a spell of that caliber."
"So every time that I'm in mortal danger during my entire life, you've been able to feel it?" Percy asked Tom.
"The enchantment isn't perfect. It gets more faint the more distance that there is between us. If you were in, let's say, Australia at the moment and your life was in peril, I would merely feel a slight sense of foreboding. Earlier, though, I was in the Shrieking Shack when I suddenly got a searing headache. My brain quite literally felt as if I was on fire. According to Salazar's journals, this is the correct effect of the enchantment," Tom explained.
"Do other houses have the same spell?" Percy asked.
"Well I'm not exactly sure of that," Salazar answered. "But it would take quite the mage to create a spell of this level. Even my spell isn't nearly perfect and it took years to create."
"So you entered the school disillusioned and stunned me?" Percy asked.
"I didn't have much of a choice. You looked quite wild and if you planned on making it here on your own you probably wouldn't due to the fact that you didn't even have your wand on you. So I stunned you, disillusioned you, and then brought you here to the chamber," Tom said. Percy sighed and lay back down.
"So what am I going to do now?" Percy asked.
"First, I need you to tell me everything that happened," Tom said.
Percy relayed the whole story to Tom, from the moment he woke up in the hospital wing to the moment he ran out. Tom listened without interrupting once and when Percy finished, he chuckled.
"Well I didn't think Albus was the type to be stupid enough to reveal himself so easily," Tom said. He conjured a chair and sat down. "He must have been quite confident you had no way to escape. He was always an arrogant prick."
"I'm not sure he knows I'm a son of Poseidon. Well, he likely knows now but I don't think that he knew before," Percy said.
"That was an advantage over him that we had that's now wasted. That's unfortunate but it can't be helped," Tom said. "I don't think you can go back to school."
"Well of course not," Percy said. "I wasn't planning on it. Going back to daily school means that I would have to watch my back 24/7 every single day. I wouldn't be able to eat normally or even walk in the halls normally. The good thing is, I'm a champion so I don't have to attend classes if I don't want to."
"So you will remain here until the second task?" Salazar asked.
"Well... quidditch," Percy said. Tom rolled his eyes.
"You can't be serious," he said.
"Oh come on I was looking forward to it," Percy said.
"Do you know how ridiculously easy it would be for one of them to indirectly kill you off during a quidditch match?" Tom said.
"Fine," Percy said. "So I'm just going to go missing for 2 months? There are certain people who won't like that."
"Send them letters," Salazar suggested.
"Dumbledore watches the mail. Figured it out because Harry gets no fan letters," Percy said. "I might just have to go see them in person."
"If you take the necessary precautions then that would be fine," Tom said.
"What about the Yule Ball? It's mandatory for champions to attend," Percy said. Tom sighed.
"At least that's makes more sense than quidditch. It would be harder for them to try anything in such a packed area," Tom said.
"I also need to go to Ollivanders to get my wand," Percy said.
"No, that's a very bad move," Tom said immediately. "Ollivander and Dumbledore go a long way back. The moment he sells you a wand Dumbledore will know about it."
"So where am I supposed to buy a wand? Ollivanders has the best wands in Britain," Percy said. Tom scoffed.
"Britain? Ollivander barely has the best wands in Diagonal Alley. In fact, I know quite a few places in Knockturn Alley with wands just as good as Ollivanders but that is irrelevant. We won't be going to either Diagon or Knockturn Alley to get your new wand," Tom said. "In fact, we won't be buying your new wand in Britain at all."
Percy frowned. "So where will I get my new wand?"
"You'll get it made in Romania," Tom said.
"Why get it made in Romania when you can buy one in Knockturn Alley?" Percy asked.
"For one thing, store bought wands are almost never perfectly compatible with the buyer. It's merely the closest thing to that as you can get. My first wand, for example was made of yew, 13 and a half inches with a Phoenix feather core. That was the closest wand Ollivander could get for me. When I traveled to Romania to meet with the legendary wand maker Gregorovich, though, he informed me that my wand wasn't perfectly compatible with me and he made me a new wand right then and there," Tom said.
"Ok so once I get my wand what will I do? Just sit down here all the time?" Percy asked.
"In case you haven't noticed, you have the greatest of the 4 Hogwarts founders and some of the rarest books on the planet at your disposal. You should use that to your advantage. You got lucky enough to get away with your life last time and you shouldn't have to rely on that again," Tom said.
"So when are we getting my wand?" Percy asked.
"Whenever you get ready," Tom said. Percy immediately got out of the bed.
"Can you make me some robes?" Percy asked. Tom flicked his wand and the robes appeared on the bed. Percy nodded in thanks and Tom left the room.
5 minutes later
"You ready?" Tom asked. Percy nodded. "Ever shade apparated before?"
"Yeah. One of my old- One of the people I used to know was a Hades kid," Percy said.
"Good. Then this won't be uncomfortable." Tom grabbed Percy's shoulder and they both melted into the shadows.
The two reappeared in a run down looking village that looked sparsely populated.
"This is the place where the legendary wand maker lives?" Percy asked. Tom chuckled.
"It took me a while to track him down but I eventually found him here. He claimed he didn't sell wands anymore but he agreed to make an exception," Tom said.
"Are you sure he'll make another?" Percy asked.
"Fairly," Tom answered as he began to walk. Percy followed him through the narrow streets of the village. They didn't run into a single person as they walked. It seemed as if the town was almost empty.
Finally, Tom stopped in front of a small but cozy looking house. He walked up to the front door and knocked firmly.
"After a few moments, a voice inside called, "Who's there?" The voice had a noticeable Russian sounding accent.
"It's Tom," Tom said.
"Has your wand already been broken?" said the voice as the door opened to reveal a slightly elderly man with graying hair and a thick beard. "It's only been a few years."
"It's not for me," Tom said. "It's for Perseus here." Gregorovitch looked Percy up and down.
"Let's talk inside," Gregorovitch said. He stood aside and allowed Tom and Percy to enter his home.
It was a small house just like it looked from the outside. Gregorovitch ushered Tom and Percy into his tiny living room and conjured a couch for them to sit on across from him.
"So who is this?" Gregorovitch asked.
"This is the heir to my house," Tom said. Gregorovitch studied Percy for a few moments.
"And what happened to his wand?"
"It was snapped," Percy answered. Gregorovitch looked at Tom.
"You're asking me to illegally make a wand?" he asked.
"No, it wasn't snapped because he was expelled. It was snapped by Dumbledore," Tom said.
"Aahhh, I see," Gregorovitch said. "Well then, Heir of Slytherin, what was your old wand made of?"
"13 inches, elder wood, basilisk heartstring," Percy said.
"Interesting," Gregorovitch said. "And how did that wand serve you?"
"Uhh, I guess pretty well," Percy said.
"Interesting, very interesting. You know, I've worked with basilisk heartstring before. It's very rare and I only made 2 wands with it. I was never able to sell either," Gregorovitch said. "Come with me."
Percy and Tom stood and followed Gregorovitch towards the back of his house. He opened the door to a room and they entered behind him.
The room was the only place in the house that was magically expanded. It was more the size of the Slytherin common room than a normal room in a tiny house. The room was filled with wand boxes and tables with a large variety of objects and items on them.
"I thought you were finished making wands?" Percy asked.
"When did I ever say that? I merely retired from selling them. I will never stop creating wands. It is my life's passion and there is always more to learn about wand lore. This is where I spend most of my time. Now let's see if basilisk heartstring is right for you," Gregorovitch said. He flicked his wand and two boxes flew off of the shelves and floated in the air in front of Percy. "Go on. Try both."
Percy grabbed one of the boxes and opened it.
"10 inches, ash wood," Gregorovitch said.
The wand was a bit short and had a light brown color. Percy grabbed the wand but all he got was a few weak sparks.
"That's not the one then," Gregorovitch said. "The other one is 15 inches, English oak wood."
Percy grabbed the other much longer wand and gave it a wave. This time, he got a much better response. A shower of white sparks flowed from the wand and his whole right arm warmed up.
"I think this is the one," Percy said. Gregorovitch, though, frowned.
"No no no, that's not right," he said. He snatched the wand from Percy and placed it back in the box. He waved his wand and the two boxes flew back to the jumble of other wand boxes. He then waved his wand again and three boxes floated towards Percy.
"Try these," Gregorovitch said. Percy grabbed the first box.
"That one is Phoenix blood, 13 inches, mahogany wood."
"I'm sorry did you just say Phoenix blood?" Tom exclaimed. Gregorovitch grinned.
"I certainly did. That's the only wand in existence with Phoenix blood in it. Well, the only one that I know of," Gregorovitch said proudly.
Percy picked up the wand and gave it a little wave. Once again, his arm heated up and a shower of sparks spat from the wand. Unfortunately, Gregorovitch wasn't impressed.
The next wand, which was 13 inches, poplar wood and Phoenix ash, gave a few weak sparks. The one after, which was 11 inches, pine wood and griffin feather, got the best reaction yet but it still wasn't enough for Gregorovitch.
"How long did yours take?" Percy asked Tom.
"It was half an hour or so before he decided to make one," Tom said. Percy sighed.
The next 36 wands all failed with a range of reactions. The best one was a 14 inch yew wand with nymph hair.
"It seems as if I'm going to have to create a wand for you," Gregorovitch said. "Follow me."
Gregorovitch made his way to a long table with long blocks of wood on it.
"Place your hand over each of these," he said. Percy held out his hand and began to place it over each block of wood. When he held is hand over a white block of wood, it suddenly began to get warm.
"I think I like this one," Percy said.
"Himalayan Birch, hm? Maybe. Keep going," Gregorovich instructed. Percy continued to make his way down the table until he reached a black piece of wood. His hand heated up again and he looked at Gregorovitch. "Ebony? Hmmm, that's quite strange."
"Ebony felt slightly better," Percy said.
"Ebony it is," Gregorovitch said. "On to the next." He walked over to another table. This one had an assortment of magical objects on it used for wand cores.
"I already know that you're very compatible with a few of these but which one is the perfect one?" Gregorovitch said. Percy held out his hand and began to make his way across the table. For most of the objects on the table Percy felt his hand warm up but he ignored most of the lukewarm reactions and focused on the hot ones.
Once he got to the end of the table, Gregorovitch asked, "Which ones did you feel?" Percy pointed to the ones that he felt the hot reactions from.
"Thestral hair, Phoenix blood and basilisk heartstring," Gregorovitch said. "And which gave you the best?"
"The blood," Percy said. Gregorovitch frowned.
"I expected it to be the thestral hair but ok, if you say so. I'll need a little while to craft the wand. Wait in my living room," Gregorovitch said. Percy nodded and walked back over to Tom. They left the room and sat back down on the couch in Gregorovitch's living room.
"This'll take about half an hour, too. Here," Tom said, tossing Percy a small book.
"You brought that with you?"
"Yes I knew how long this would take. It's a wandless magic book from Le Fay castle," Tom said.
Percy grinned and got comfortable.
A little over half an hour later
Gregorovitch entered the living room around 35 minutes after he started making the wand.
"Your new wand is finished," Gregorovitch said. Percy stood up and walked into Gregorovitch's wand room. Gregorovitch beckoned him over to one of the tables, where Percy's wand lay.
"12.5 inches, Ebony wood, Phoenix blood core," Gregorovitch said. Percy picked up the wand and his arm suddenly began burning up. White sparks flooded from the wand and Percy immediately knew that this was his wand.
"Wow," Percy said, looking at Gregorovitch expecting him to look satisfied. Instead, he was frowning again. "Is there something wrong?"
"That's not right," the wand crafter said.
"What do you mean?" Percy asked. "It feels incredible!"
No," Gregorovitch said. "It's not perfect."
"How do you know?"
"I've been doing this for nearly a century of course I know what I'm talking about," Gregorovitch said. He snatched the wand from Percy and studied it for a few moments.
"I didn't make a mistake," he muttered. "Hmmm..."
"Did this happen with you?" Percy asked Tom.
"No," he said.
Suddenly, Gregorovitch's head snapped up and he made his way to a bookshelf in the corner of the room. He searched for a book for a few moments before grabbing one near the top. After flipping through it for a few moments, he found what he was looking for.
"Hmmm..." Gregorovitch snapped the book shut and replaced it in the bookshelf. He then came back over to Percy and Tom.
"My boy, you may be in need of a staff," Gregorovitch said. Percy raised an eyebrow.
"Huh? This isn't lord of the rings," Percy said. "Wizards can use staffs in real life?"
"Yes," Tom said. "From time to time in history, exceptional wizards preferred to use staffs over wands."
"But why?" Percy asked.
"There are a few reasons why some wizards would make that choice. Some might simply prefer using staffs over wands because they're better in combat with it. Others decide to use staffs because they look cool and it makes them seem more powerful. Most, though, use staffs because it actually does make your magic more powerful. You see, some of the stronger wizards sometimes find themselves in situations similar to yours. You are too perfectly compatible with too many different wand cores. To actually have your perfect magical weapon, you would need a combination of magical cores that would be too much for a thin, foot long stick. That is why a staff would be created. Of course, a staff with multiple cores would produce stronger magic. This leads more wizards to want staffs," Gregorovitch said.
"So why haven't I seen a single wizard with a staff?" Percy asked.
"Well they were more popular a long time ago even though most wizards weren't powerful enough to use one. A staff isn't going to be in tune with your magic if you have unnecessary cores that you aren't strong enough to be compatible with. When people discovered that staffs were actually hurting them more than helping, they abandoned them for wands. Staffs began to die out since it became a popular opinion that wands were stronger than staffs. The last wizard to use a staff lived about 200 years ago. Staffs became things of legends, mainly because of wizards like Merlin," Gregorovitch explained.
"So Grindelwald and Dumbledore don't have staffs because they don't know this?" Percy asked Tom.
"I'm not sure if they know and they still choose to use wands. They may just not be powerful enough for a staff," Tom said. "Wizards that actually need staffs are extremely rare in history. Extremely.
"Tom is right. From the top of my head I can only remember five wizards in the last 1,000 years that I believe actually needed staffs for certain. Merlin, Morgana Le Fay, Salazar Slytherin, Godric Gryffindor and Rand al'Thor," Gregorovitch said.
"I think I've heard that last one somewhere," Percy said. Gregorovitch shrugged.
"Maybe, maybe not. The point is, wizards who actually need staffs are rare. To finally meet one is quite the honor for a wand crafter," Gregorovitch said.
"Have you ever made a staff before?" Percy asked.
"Of course I have. Almost all wand crafters have created a staff before. Of course I've never sold one but it's for practice. If the goal is to become the best at what you do, you must be practiced in every aspect of your craft."
"So you'll be able to make the staff for me?"
"Of course!" Gregorovitch said. "It will take a while to create it, though. There's no room for mistakes. A full day at least."
"That's perfectly fine," Percy said.
"Excellent. So you'll be back tomorrow I presume?"
"Certainly," Percy said.
"Thank you, Mykew," Tom said. The legendary wand crafter nodded at them both.
"You may take the ebony wand if you like. It's as close to perfect as a wand will ever be for you," Gregorovitch said. Percy picked up the ebony wand and thanked Gregorovitch once again before he and Tom made their way from the home.
"I'll have to learn how to fight with a staff," Percy said. "Any books on how to use one at Le Fay's castle?"
"I'm fairly sure I've seen a few," Tom said. "You ready for the trip back?" Percy nodded and Tom grabbed his shoulder before they both melted into shadows.
They reappeared back inside of the same room that Percy woke up inside. Salazar was sleeping but he awoke immediately when Tom said his name.
"Ahh, my heir is back," he said. "May I see your wand?"
"I'm actually getting a staff," Percy said. Salazar's eyes widened.
"You're joking!" he said.
"No, I'm very serious," Percy said. "Gregorovitch said that it was the only magical weapon that would perfectly fit with me."
"Well staffs aren't exactly the easiest to use. It'll take a while to get completely used to it," Salazar said.
"I'm aware. Tom says he'll lend me a few books from Le Fay castle to help with the process."
"Good. I won't have my house getting pushed around by anyone, I don't care if it's Merlin himself," Salazar said. "I do wonder what happened to his house, though."
"You knew Merlin?" Percy asked.
"Well of course. Everyone knew that I knew Merlin. Is that not in your history books?" Salazar asked. Percy shook his head and Salazar looked stunned. "I taught Merlin myself. I thought that that was common knowledge. Of course he grew up to be a far greater mage than me but I was the one who taught him everything he knew."
"Well history did become a bit skewed," Percy said.
"Yes, Tom has told me. I didn't know it was skewed that far, though," Salazar said. "Stupid Godric always has to make himself look like a hero. Anyways, like I was saying, make sure you master the use of a staff as fast as you can. When perfected by the right mage, staffs are the strongest magical weapon in existence."
Percy nodded in understanding.
"So what's the plan now?" Tom asked. "You shouldn't attend classes or meals. It would be best to stay as much out of Dumbledore and Grindelwald's sight as possible. The Yule Ball and the 2nd and 3rd tasks are must-attends."
Percy's eyes suddenly widened. "The last day of round 1 in the dueling tournament was supposed to be today!"
"A dueling tournament? Is it really that important?" Tom asked. Percy shrugged.
"I don't know, maybe," Percy said.
"Just forget about that other stuff. You should worry more about training yourself so that you don't get into another hospital wing situation," Tom said. "As I said earlier, you likely won't get lucky again."
"He has a point," Salazar said. Percy nodded in understanding.
"So what should I start my practicing with first?" Percy asked.
"We'll worry about that once you get your staff," Tom said. "Oh, and just letting you know, I'll be the one training you."
Percy couldn't help but gulp at the expression on Tom's face.