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Harrison's POV

They stayed for a few hours that evening for the meet. Harrison spent most of it moving between the different squads. They exchanged different techniques and pointers.

XIII only briefly left his side to talk with a few werewolves. Other members of his squad moved about to talk to some of the Wizengott Lords. They would make connections with the Lords. At one point or another they need these connections.

From the corner of his eye Harrison could see the way the Light Wizards watched them. Many of them had sneers on their faces as they watched Harrison's team act like purebloods.

Etiquette was ingrained into each and everyone of them during their first year at Nightingale. They knew that with his return he needed remake connections now. Harrison neither sided with the Light nor the Dark. As his team followed him they didnt follow the Light or the Dark either.

Black Hawks stood on their own. Loyalty was key to their squad's success. Unlike many of the other squads there was no struggle for leadership. His squad mates had decided on him to be the leader from the beginning. It was their decision and one he respected.

As per usual the meet provided refreshments. Harrison and his team drank from their own flasks. It better to bring their own drinks than for the possibilty of being poisoned. Or worse drugged.

Speaking of being drugged he made a mental note to start checking his food again. While he trusted Sirius not drug him Dumbledore was a completely different story. If it fit his plan he would drug the entire team.

As the hours passed his team grew annoyed with the people that flocked around them. Harrison let out a sharp whistle to call them back to him. It only took a few seconds for them to return to his side.

Dumbledore allowed them to return to 12 Grimmauld Place. By the way he watched the group Harrison expecfed trouble in the morning. Luckily they were able to get rooms in the same hallway. Wards were put up that would only allow the group to enter the rooms. Precautions so that they wouldnt be caught off guard.

Despite returning to his rooms Harrison did not go to sleep yet. He needed to make a call where the convinving wizard would not hear. Going to his trunk Harrison pulled out what appeared to be a plain steel bracelet with a grey stone in the middle.

Pulling off his CAD he replaced it with the bracelet. If one looked closer they could see the tiny runes etched into it. Only a handful of them existed as he was still working out the kinks.

The bracelet was a communications bracelet. It functioned very similar of a muggle cellphone. Currently it could only store up to three magical signatures to contact. He hoped with study he would be able to expand that.

Focusing his magic into the bracelet he called out, "Master Keller."

It took a moment but a faint grey light encased the bracelet and a tired voice came through crystal clear, "Potter you had better have a damn good reason for calling me at this hour. Otherwise I'm going to skin you alive."

Harrison grinned despite the man not being able to see him, "Well Master Keller I think you would be happy to learn that I have secured you a way to come to Hogwarts."

He could practically see his master sit up straighter. A low growl escaped Matthew, "Tell me everything."

So he did. Harrison told him oc everything that had happened. Starting from the moment he arrived at Hogwarts and finishing at when he arrived back in his room. Matthew for his part listened without interrupting until Harrison was finished.

Finally Matthew said, "I'll get the transfer papers for everyone ready. I assume you want Hunter's Oraculi as well as your own?"

"Yes sir."

"Fine," said Matthew, "I'll get Black as your second adult."

Harrison yawned, "Thanks, Keller. That's all I have on my end."

Matthew sighed the sounds of him shifting could be heard through the device, "Not much has been happening here since you left. Are the Light wizards treating you well at least?"

Harrison leaned back on his bed as he replied falling into an easy going attitude, "Most of them are treating me with suspicion. It will only be compounded after tonight's meet. That spell worked perfectly. I think if the wards had been even slightly weaker they would have collapsed under its force."

"You could probably tweak the amount of magic you use versus it's output. We can go over the formula again when I see you next."

Harrison wanted to groan. He didnt want to go back over the formula for his spell. Making the formulas and ensuring they worked properly. Arithmacy was not his strong suit.

To start the formula he had to get help from Kavar. While he was a master of transcriptions he had considerable knowledge of arithmacy. It was with his help that Harrison was able to finish his formula quickly. With the approval of his master that was when he had begun working on the other aspects of the spell. Without a formula a spell could not be created. They were the basis of spell creation.

"Is there anything else you need, kid?" yawned his mentor.

"No sir. Goodnight."

"Night kid."