The Major was, in fact, correct; Lieutenant Colonel Griffins was excited for as long as she didn't think about the safety and wellbeing of her troops (which seemed to be never). Another reason why the Lieutenant seemed as though she was not dwelling on her position as the commander of an independent battalion (something that is so extremely rare that one hasn't been formed out of wartime conditions in decades)is that there is a rather strict protocol to carry out in this circumstance.

Step one is to contact the General as soon as possible. The Headmistress's first action will be to have them assimilate. There is no sure way to know how General Nicholls has been able to make hundreds of soldiers blend into a universe they most definitely don't belong to, but it worked every time, and even if all other action fails, there is this.

Step two is to follow the Headmistress' orders to a tee and report every step and misstep. This step is possibly the lieutenant's least favourite of the two, because of the lack of flexibility. It remains known that Nicholls is very kind and generous to those who serve their purpose, though it seems that she is ever concerned with their safety; this makes her seem a tad bit controlling.

It seems the Lieutenant is in the midst of the first step with her major by her side. "I'll get you an invitation into the castle," Scarlet Nicholls promised. "If anything happens, and I mean anything at all, please report it to me."

"Of course, Commander," Griffins said as she saluted her general goodbye.

By now, it would be awfully strange if the 56th mage battalion's large presence didn't cause any mishaps to occur. For the past few days, the wizarding world has been experiencing strange and unnatural phenomena, even for the wizarding world. Glass would combust, water would turn to salt, and books would read words from a language that does not exist (but only for a moment).

These occurrences weren't very common, however, whenever they did happen, the magic council would immediately get wind of it… along with the daily prophet. This would undoubtedly get out of hand.

Company Commander: Captain Naomi Briggs

I've taken Sergeant Corry's squad to set up the DSE (Distance Surveying Equipment that sits on a tripod and looks like a camera, except there is an orb sitting where the lens might have been) near the outskirts of the forest. In just a few minutes, we will know just what we're dealing with. "Captain, all the equipment is set and directed towards the castle," Corry said over the intercom.

"Good," I replied stepping into a tent that was put up to the behind the equipment. "Lower the barrier."

"Affirmative."

The air ahead turned a crimson shade and pixelated away. The shehrliars (a magical orb that sits at the center of most magical tools) at the end of each device. The monitors and receivers inside the tent showed only a few people-- every one of them containing that weird, unstable mana. The castle had paintings that contained the same mana and then, something caught my eye: it was a thing which the system couldn't identify its status as biotic or abiotic. The mana in these humanoid things couldn't even be called contained, it was far more erratic than anything I'd ever seen. 'I must report to the Lieutenant Colonel.'

I took a few strides to get to the back of the tent where there is a large black chest. I pulled out a blank piece of paper and a black pen.

'Mission report for Lieutenant Colonel Keisha Griffins, from Captain Naomi Briggs

Distance Surveying Task

West of current location

Mission date: 17/08/1994

Introduction

There have been no previous missions or conflicts in this area.

The mission was meant to discover the population of the castle to the west. Forces used in this mission include the 913th Engineer Squad.

Outcomes

We found that there were 17 people, all containing unstable mana and 18,340 considerable magic items.

Activities

Specialists from the 913th Engineer Squad set up DSE and surveyed the interior of the castle. Receivers were observed.

Findings and Recommendations

There were strange forms that could neither be identified as biotic or abiotic which had erratic and uncontained mana.

It may be a good idea to stay away from the castle until they are identified.'

I folded the paper and sealed it. I instructed a private to deliver the report and went outside to tell the sergeant to pack everything up.

Hogwarts Student 4th Year, The Boy Who Lived: Harry Potter

After Mrs. Weasley's spat with Fred and George over their company, Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes, The Weaslely's Hermoine, and I had dinner in the garden. Mr. Weasley had been complaining of the ministry since he arrived, and a particular case seemed to be quite bothersome to him. "Everyone is demanding we fix the incidents, but we know nothing about it; there's no hard proof of where the magic comes from," he's said about four times already.

"What incidents are you talking about?" I asked. "I haven't heard anything strange."

"I thought you would have told him," Ron said to Hermoine.

"I thought he would've known," Hermoine said back.

"Known what?" I asked.

"Nevermind that, they're just minor inconveniences, and most of them are temporary anyway," Mrs. Weasley said softly elbowing Ron.

It was unpleasant, to say the least. I haven't even stepped foot into Hogwarts, and I'm already confused. I knew it would be on my mind for weeks, because Ron said I'm a worry-er.

"Glass catching on fire is a minor inconvenience? Not to mention that Sirius Black guy, he seems pretty dangerous," Ron revealed. Mrs. Weasley jabbed him in the side harder and he yelped, "Ow!"

Sirius Back? I thought. Why does that sound so Familiar? Maybe I had been dwelling on it too long, because Mrs. Weasley chimed in.

"You just had to go and worry him," Mrs. Weasley said looking at Ron. "It's nothing you children should be troubled about," She said looking at me now.