Reviews
lazyguy90
He has less than a year to live as Dumbles didn't have Snape to help him out in this timeline.
frankieu
Luna does have her own special way of seeing things.
Handy99
I've left Flamel's fate undecided in case I want him to appear in the story later on.
Aratherfluffyfatcat
I'm glad you like it.
Alan
Not quite yet.
Mugen-Muse
When it comes to Slytherin it's normally only Draco Malfoy running his mouth off with a few supporters. I doubt every student in Slytherin cares about blood purity enough to do anything about it. Sure the house has a bad reputation, but we know that despite what has been said not all dark witches and wizards come from Slytherin.
Peter Pettigrew was a Gryffindor. So it stands to reason that some Slytherins would have a neutral stance on the whole purity issue. Now that the loudmouths have been subdued it should be sometime before anyone else causes trouble for S.P.A.M.
Dumbledore will be focused on putting his long-term plans into action. He'll try to push Harry Potter on to what he sees as the right path. He'll also try to groom some sort of successor to help guide Potter once the Headmaster is gone, but I don't see that working out so well since his followers think he's gone a bit senile.
Crossworlds - Harry Potter
Part 44
Hiddleston Residence. Godric's Hollow.
I headed out of my bedroom one evening during our time off over Easter, to go make myself a nice cup of tea to enjoy while doing some reading. For once I wasn't studying anything I'd just been reading some escapist fiction while listing to some peaceful music. It was raining outside and cold for this time of year so staying in my bedroom to relax made a lot of sense.
Upon leaving my sleeping space I passed the bathroom. Rather quickly Hermione came out of that room, wearing only a towel. She avoided looking at me and scampered into the guestroom which had become her bedroom due to all the time she stayed over. I planned to formalise this arrangement over the summer and redecorate it so as to make it her room.
For now, she was just staying with me, and no sort of agreement had been made, and there were no real boundaries here. Unlike at school, nothing was keeping us out of each other's sleeping spaces. If I were a bad person or a different kind of bad person, it would be so easy for me to take advantage of this situation and I felt sure she'd let me.
"That's the third time this week she's come out of the bathroom just as you've left your bedroom" mentioned Cortana as I headed into the kitchen "She's doing it on purpose".
I had noticed this as well as other signs that she was trying to get some sort of attention from me. She wore my old Quidditch Jersey around the house a lot and I didn't think she'd magically re-sized it properly. As she was still growing she was starting to show quite a bit of her thighs when she wore the old top. If anything she might have shrunk it a bit because it should be larger on her.
"Well duh," I replied internally so that only Cortana could hear me "She's always dry when she comes out of the bathroom and she never puts on her bathrobe. She wants me to notice that she's a girl".
She was doing this sooner than I expected. I felt fairly certain that cannon Hermione didn't start trying to get noticed by any boys until her fourth year when the Yule Ball, but I was not Ron Weasley or Harry Potter, I'd shown interest in her beyond wanting her help with my homework and just hanging out. I had also taken her out on a few dates.
Since she wasn't using the time-turner to attend needless classes she wasn't so busy with schoolwork in this timeline, and that meant she could focus on social activities more than she could in the book/movie series. This included her growing interest in boys it seemed rather than just politics.
I switched on the kettle, this being a muggle/wizard hybrid home that could have electrical appliances, and began to make myself some proper British tea.
"Do you think I should do something about this?" I asked Cortana "She's too young for anything physical".
My AI friend wasn't truly female as I'd chosen for her to present herself that way when she'd been installed in my head, but she was a keen observer and had been created to aid humans of both genders which would require some understanding of women.
"You just need to show that you see her in a romantic sense" advised the female form that only I could see "Take her to go see a movie as a treat. Hold her hand. Buy her flowers. Women pick up on the little things".
I was worried that Hermione was disconnecting herself too much from the Muggle world as she embraced being a witch more and more as she got older. Having a foot in both worlds could be quite useful as if she wanted to improve the magical society it wouldn't be terrible if she took a few ideas from the Muggle world.
Plus the Muggle world had many pleasures that the magical world lacked such as amusement parks, movie theatres, and video game arcades. We both should make use of such services.
Taking her on a nice date was a good idea, the entire country was accessible via the Knight Bus as long as you knew where you wanted to go. I didn't want to risk using my enchanted motorcycle in the muggle world unless I was worried about being followed by one of Dumbledore's minions.
I might be worrying over nothing. The bike should be fine, but if something went wrong with the charms I didn't want it getting stolen or the police taking note of someone who looked underage driving around on a motorbike. In the wizarding world, they let children fly brooms so they didn't care about motorcycles.
"Guess we're going out then," I said.
It might seem better to focus on my studies of magic, as that was what would keep me alive, but there was little point keeping yourself going if your existence wasn't worth carrying on with. This was why it was important to me to do stuff like take Hermione out to see a movie aside from the fact that she needed to remember that she was a child of two worlds.
I made my tea and headed back to my room while wondering if Hermione had been given enough time to get dressed. As it turned she'd decided not to wear much, she was again in my old Quidditch Jersey and not much else I felt sure, not I dwelled on this even if I did realise that she was wearing very girly socks.
Tame when compared to some of Luna's footwear, some of which could best be described as seizure-inducing due to the strange arrangement of colours that didn't always stay in the pattern they started with when looked at.
"Good idea. Some tea would be nice," the Ravenclaw student said as she passed me by.
Since now seemed as good a time as any I told Hermione that we would be going out tomorrow. I didn't invite her because I wanted to make it clear at all times that our relationship would progress on my timetable, yet she failed to hide her smirk as she turned her head away from me.
She was no doubt pleased with herself, thinking that she had successfully manipulated me when I was still entirely in control of this entire situation. Hermione Granger wasn't as clever as she thought herself to be.
(Line Break)
The Great Hall. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
At first, I didn't hear a word spoken by the Headmaster as he made his start-of-term speech. I was too focused on looking at his left hand, part of which would have been visible if not for the fact that Dumbledore was wearing a lone white glove.
His right hand was bare and from this, I drew two conclusions. Either Dumbledore had become a huge Micheal Jackson fan, which I wouldn't rule out given how odd the old wizard could be, or he was covering up the effect the curse I'd placed upon the ring had on that appendage.
No one else spoke of the glove and if they noticed its existence at all they likely thought it to be part of the Headmaster's unique take on wizarding fashions. Of course, I knew better and I couldn't help wondering how extensive the damage was and how far the curse had spread.
"So it is with a heavy heart that I must tell you that this will be my last term here at Hogwarts" the Bright Lord declared "For the sake of my health I will hand over the running of our school to Professor Minerva McGonagall who the governors have approved for the position of Headmistress".
People were understandably shocked by this news and I had to struggle to keep a smile off my face. If Dumbledore was retiring this year then it was because he didn't expect to live to see the start of the next school year. He'd never willingly abandon this school as he loved the castle too much and it was his place of power. Just as the Dark Lord Sauron had Barad-dûr.
While everyone spend a few moments discussing this unexpected news I considered how this would affect the future. How would the Headmaster manipulate Harry Potter into taking his own life? He'd have to cram in quite a bit this term, show the Chosen One all those memories and start him on his quest to hunt for Horcruxes. Would he appoint a successor to direct Potter in his place?
The Horcrux hunt would be pointless as aside from the one in Potter's head I'd gotten rid of the rest depending on if Voldemort had tried to make another one, and that could only happen if he had returned to some sort of corporal form. Potter wouldn't know that most of the Horcruxes were already gone. I might have to drop a hint about that.
Perhaps there was no need to worry about that. Fate was a major player in this world and things should work out better than they did in the original timeline thanks to my interventions.
As for Professor Minerva McGonagall, being the Deputy Head didn't automatically mean she would replace Dumbledore, but she was a good choice and given that Dumbledore spent so much time messing about with politics, she would have been doing much of the Headmaster's work anyway.
"Settle down students," McGonagall said as began to speak "The governors have agreed for me to take the post of Headmistress over the summer. Should all go to plan I will be appointing Professor Filius Flitwick to the position of Deputy Headmaster".
Given the bigotry in the Wizarding World, or at least in the magical parts of this country, I was surprised to hear the Ravenclaw's Head of House would rise further up the ranks since he wasn't all human, but Hogwarts had always done things a bit differently than the Ministry.
"And my hope is Professor Remus Lupin will take my place as Head of House," said the important witch once the Ravenclaws had stopped cheering.
Now that was shocking to hear. I knew that some of the laws that would make it hard for werewolves to find work had failed to pass in this timeline without Umbridge and Malfoy around to support them, but there was still a lot of bigotry. I could only assume that the governors had decided to ignore the fact that Remus Lupin was a werewolf. If it did ever come to light they could always claim that they were never informed. It wasn't as if there were lots of people who wanted the DADA job in any case.
"Now let the feast begin" declared Dumbledore.
The dinners that began the second and third terms of the school year were nowhere as magnificent as the ones at the start or the end of the school year, but they were still a lot on offer, and I began to load my plate with cooked meats and vegetables. I was happy to see that we lamp chops with mint sauce.
I made sure to cast a few spells on my food that should detect any potions. Tom Hiddleston wasn't important enough for the Headmaster to risk potioning, and Slughorn wouldn't risk doing it because he knew how powerful Tom Hiddleston was these days, but I wouldn't put it past some ambitious young witch to try to snare me with a love potion since it was common knowledge that the Hiddleston family was very wealthy. So far no one had tried anything so foolish, but the stupidy of humans knows no bounds.
"Hard to imagine a Hogwarts without Dumbledore" I heard one of the older students say "It seems like he was always here and will always be here".
As I ate I wondered if this could all be a trick. The Bright Lord might still have years ahead of him and was faking his death to draw out Voldemort or maybe he was still obsessing over Tom Hiddleston being the next Dark Lord.
If this was all part of some scheme to force my alter ego into taking some action that Dumbledore could use against him then the Headmaster was in for some disappointment as I had no intention of taking any action that would draw attention to me. I had too much important work to do over the summer to risk blowing my cover now.
This term I had plenty to keep me busy. I had OWL exams to prepare to take over the summer. The school exams to revise for. The Hogwarts duelling tournament to win, and as soon as the term was over I'd be busy elsewhere. I had to arrange my summer trip as well.
"I wonder what happened to Dumbledore" I heard Luna say "He doesn't look ill".
The adorable student had taken a seat next to me as she did during meal times.
"Something to do with this left hand I imagine," I said to my fellow Ravenclaw "I'm sure you noticed the white glove".
Of course, Luna had as she was as sharp as Hermione in her way.
"Was he directing traffic?" Miss Lovegood asked me "I've seen pictures in Muggle studies books of men with white gloves telling cars where to go".
I'd not considered that possibility, but I deemed it unlikely as Dumbledore was a busy man.
"The Headmaster has better things to do with his time," said Hermione who'd become less of a fan of the man over time "Like helping the Ministry to repress muggle-borns and harmless magical creatures".
No one wanted to argue with her about that even if they had a different opinion. I found it a little amusing to see Hermione trying to rebel against the authority figures she still hadn't fully learned to stop admiring them or stop herself from seeking their approval.
"I was thinking of trying out for the Quidditch Team next year" commented Luna "I've been practising my flying and I'm getting better".
Perhaps the ritual we'd performed early during the Easter holidays had something to do with that. It was supposed to attune her more to the element of air.
"I've still got my hold Nimbus 2000 if you need a broom" I informed the magical creature lover.
It was bound to be in one of my pouches of holding. Although given that the Quidditch might still end up cancelled next year, despite me pointing out how this wouldn't be necessary at all to the committee that was planning next year's contest, as such there might not be any tryouts for her to go to. The year after that I might find myself as Team Captain as Roger Davis might wish to focus more on his NEWT exams during his final few terms. This wasn't uncommon at Hogwarts.
"You wouldn't catch me playing that dangerous game" commented Hermione "It's a barbaric sport".
I turned to face her as I did I noticed the looks of disapproval on many of our fellow Ravenclaws.
"Yet you've never missed any of my games," I said.
Hermione didn't meet my eyes when speaking.
"I come to support you," she said, "And our House. I might not think the game is safe, but I still a Ravenclaw".
My thinking was that she had a thing for Quidditch players even if she would deny it. I wondered what it was about us that she found so attractive. I should ask her about it one day when she got older.
"That's sweet of you" I praised.
I turned back to Luna.
"What position are you going to try out for?" I inquired of Luna.
She must have already given it some thought as she replied right away.
"I want to be a Chaser like you" she let me know "I can be very fast on a broom, but I don't think I'd be a good beater or a keeper as I'm rather small".
That made sense. I could see Luna being fast on a broom as she was lightweight and if she could fly with some unpredictability she'd be a nightmare for Keepers or anyone trying to send a bludger her way.
"Don't fancy taking Chang's place as Seeker?" I asked.
If I were a bad, or worse person, I might sabotage Chang so that she could lose her place on the team, but I just wasn't that petty.
"No I want to play with the balls," said Luna as she bit into a large sausage "I like playing with balls and the Seeker rarely gets to touch any".
I couldn't resist making some sort of joke.
"Do you like big balls?" I inquired.
Luna nodded her head.
"Yes, John. Bigger balls are more fun to play with" she let me know.
Judging by how Hermione was hiding her face she had an idea of what I was going on about.
"I'm sure you'll have lots of fun riding on a nice long broom while playing with some balls," I said to Luna.
If she were anyone other than the quirky blond who I'd gotten to know fairly well I'd be sure that she was just very good at keeping a straight face when trying to be funny, but with Luna, it seemed as if she was oblivious to my attempts to embarrass Hermione.
"You need to focus on your exams" insisted the older witch "We all have them at the end of the term".
While I'd never been top of the class I'd always gotten high marks if only because by doing so it looked as if I spent more of my time studying than other students and that helped to explain what I was doing with all of my time. This year things were different I would be doing my OWL exams over the summer and with Dumbledore on his way out I figured that I should be the top scorer this year since I could afford to have more attention on me.
"Not to worry," I assured Hermione "We'll be meeting in our usual study space at least twice a week from now on, maybe three times depending on how many Quidditch practices Davis wants to put us through".
Our last match of the season Ravenclaw vs Gryffindor would be at the end of this term and the points scored then would decide who got the Quidditch Cup as such it was an important match. The lions would need to ensure that they caught the Snitch after scoring fifty points in goals to ensure that they had enough points.
"We'll have group study and some duelling practice as well," I declared.
The school's contest would also be towards the end of the school year and I intended for the trophy for the Intermediate level to be won by me.
So I had to keep myself busy with this term.
(Line Break)
Room of Requirement. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy.
"The second-year exams aren't that different from those you took during your first year" I explained to Luna during our study group "There's a bit more importance put on the practical side of things as you progress in subjects other than history and that is just about repeating facts so we don't need to focus much on that exam".
Even Hermione couldn't argue with that because I was right. That exam was just about answering questions by providing dates and a little information about some important people, and all of that could be learned by memorising parts of the textbook. Bagshot was better at sharing this information than Binns had ever been, but the exams were still the same.
"Don't forget about the electives," said Miss Granger "If you're set on becoming a magizoologist then you only really need Care of Magical Creatures, so unless you're interested in one of the other subjects you're better off just taking one class and having a free study period so you can look into what interests you. If you are interested in Care then you should study ahead over the summers".
It was weird to hear Hermione talk about avoiding extra class work. But she understood that given her blood status there was little point in her trying to get so many OWLs and NEWTs. Since Luna had no interest in joining the Ministry then a lot of the subjects you could take as electives would be pointless for her to attempt to pass.
"If you do want more OWLs you can always take an exam with the Ministry" I reminded "I'd be happy to talk you through the Muggle Studies exam and some knowledge of muggles wouldn't be a bad thing if you want to travel after school".
Should she choose to travel this world and look for magical create rather than leave with me for another then there wasn't really anything stopping me from returning one day and picking her up, or I could still end up taking Hermione with me. Best to keep my options open.
"I think the best place to start is with first, second and third year spells, we can ensure that we can all do the spells in our sleep if needs be" I was now saying "Then we can worry about potions".
With a wave of my wand an old-fashioned chalkboard which had been resting against the wall floated over to me an enchanted piece of chalk began to write for me.
Dancing Feet Spell
Disarming Charm
Engorgement Charm
Freezing Charm
Tickling Charm
Levitation Charm
Shrinking Charm
Cheering Charm
Levitation Charm
"These are the charms that we.." I started to say.
The door to the room appeared and someone knocked on it.
"Come in!" Luna shouted by force of habit I assumed.
A sheepish-looking Harry Potter was followed into the room by an equally timed seeming Neville Longbottom and behind him was Ginny Weasly who somehow managed to look even more shy than normal. They were the closest things this timeline had to the original golden trio, only I wasn't quite sure that Potter knew that Ginny Weasly was even following him around. He seemed oblivious or maybe he was just ignoring his stalker for the sake of his sanity.
"Can we help you?" I asked.
I knew why he was here by his body language. The Chosen One looked very awkward as if he'd rather not be here but really had to be, like a doctor's appointment.
"We want to study with you," said Potter.
Given that he'd been avoiding me for quite some time I was rather surprised by his presence here. That he'd been able to find me here wasn't shocking as he had the original marauders map, and while it didn't show this room he'd already known about it and could have seen Luna, Hermione and me making our way here.
"This group is just for my friends," I told the Boy-Who-Lived.
We had been pals once and I'd done my best to try to make his life better. Then he'd started avoiding me.
"I know I haven't been around much," said Harry Potter "But that wasn't my fault. Dumbledore told Siruis to keep me away from your family, and he's my guardian I have to do what he tells me to".
Well, I knew that much.
"What changed?" I asked.
Since Potter was a member of S.P.A.M, I didn't think Hermione would mind having him around and Luna was friends with Ginny. Neville never bothered anyone.
"Siruis thinks that Dumbledore is getting a bit senile" I was told "That he's seeing threats where there are none and now the old man is locking himself in his office all the time. Since he's retiring my godfather says he must have been ill for a while and seeing threats where there are none".
It wasn't as if Potter had ever treated me badly and it was all Dumbledore's fault. Besides he was a thirteen-year-old boy it seemed silly to tell him to fuck off when all he had done was respect his guardian's wishes.
"And now you need our help with your exams you come crawling back," I said.
Lucky for Potter I was not a petty person.
"Take a seat we've got a lot to get through" I instructed.
The students from the other house did so and I got on with it. The chalk began to move again as it began listing some Transfiguration spells.
Match to Needle
Mice to Snuffboxes
Beetle to Buttons
Rabbit to Slippers
Porcupine to Pin Cushion
Teapot to Tortoise
Owl to Opera Glasses
"I thought that we could start with the first year spells and then move up to the third year spells that might appear in your exams," I told the now larger group "Last year my practical in Transfiguration was to turn a Teapot into a Tortoise, but the theory questions cover several spells so you have to show that you know these spells. Last year the Charms practical for me was the Cheering Charm, very simple to use, and the theory isn't hard either".
Neville raised his hand.
"Why do we need to go over the first-year spells?" he asked.
I had my reasons and I would explain them.
"Think of your education as being something like building a house," I said to Neville "You need a solid foundation before you build anything else, by going over the basics we ensure that our foundation remains strong. Doing so shouldn't take long and by going over the basics and then moving on to the third-year spells we can make sure that everyone here is not only prepared for their exams, those of you in your second year will actually be ahead of us the average student".
That wasn't the only reason.
"Also some of the spells you'll learn in the fourth year involve using Maxima to add power to spells you already know," I said as I waved my wand.
Lumos Maxima.
Since the Room of Requirement had provided us with a well-lit room my wand didn't blind anyone.
"You can't use Lumos Maxima if you haven't mastered Lumos," I was now saying "And you'd be surprised by how many people forget the basics. By going through them again and refreshing your memory you'll have an easier time later".
I'd practised lighting up my wand and making things float so much that I could do without even having to think about what it was I was doing.
"We won't be going over every spell that I've learned in class" I went on to say "Just the ones I know to be relevant to the exams and you don't need my help with Defence Against the Dark Arts as you have Professor Lupin to help you".
Hermione and Luna were part of the duelling contest as such I didn't want Potter to see what I was teaching them. Siruis Black paid special attention to the lion house so they didn't need my help with duelling either.
"Once we have the charms and transfiguration spells perfected we can move on to potions," I told everyone "Now we'll start with Lumos".
Maybe I should become a teacher if I ever managed to secure the world-seed. I was rather enjoying this.
(Line Break)
Duelling Hall. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy.
The last term of my fourth year here had flown by as I devoted myself to studying with my group and Quidditch, making sure to keep my nose clean in case Dumbledore had some last trick to play on me, but near as I could tell he spent all his time up in his office, only meeting with a few people having resigned his government jobs.
One of the people he met with was Harry Potter who among other things was learning Occlumency, something I knew for certain as I'd offered to test that ability during one of our study sessions, which was legal since I had his consent. He was able to divert me away from what I wanted to see by focusing on memories of his recent classes.
Only Neville was struggling with preventing others from routing around in his head, but he didn't know what Harry was discussing with the Headmaster when the young hero went to the Bright Lord's office so I learned nothing from him. Not that I needed to find out as I was sure that Dumbledore was going his best to guide Harry into a pointless quest to find Horcruxes and somehow defeat Voldemort.
Other than that I'd been focused on getting my study group through their exams with top marks. I wouldn't know the results of my hard work until later in the summer, or during the start of the new school year when they could tell me how well they did. Yet, I felt sure that they'd be at the top of their classes.
"Nervous are we, Mr Hiddleston?" Flitwick asked me.
A little as I was going up against one of the Weasley twins for my last match. Their love of pranks spells had won whichever one of them was duelling, quite a few victories since Sirus Black had started this contest when he became Duelling Instructor. He favoured the pranksters due to being one himself.
"Not really, sir" I replied "I was thinking about bees".
Flitwick looked surprised at my words.
"Why?" asked.
It was to do with a spell I'd been working on and I had been thinking about it recently.
"You know how you can combine Avi, the bird summoning charm with the Oppugno Jinx to make the summoned birds attack someone as I did last year," I said, "I was thinking of creating or finding a spell to summon a swarm of bees and then direct them at your enemy".
Directing that many living creatures at someone would be an impressive bit of magic.
"I can see how that would be effective," said Flitwick "But have you considered what would happen after the swarm strikes? The protective enchantments we use would protect the audience but the enraged swarm would do a lot of harm to both of the duellists".
This was something I'd considered.
"My thinking was that the spell would be used against multiple enemies and that the person casting the spell would need to find some way of protecting themselves from being stung while the swarm provided a distraction" I was now saying "It's just theory at the moment. I wouldn't use it against school children or a contest like this".
I didn't even know if wizards could have allergies and I wouldn't know if the person I was duelling against could die from a single sting.
"Wasps might be better" advised my teacher "They are more predatory and don't die after stinging someone".
Before we could discuss that further I was called up the stage and soon the duel would begin. As the Instructor ordered we bowed to each other and then waited for Mr Black to start the countdown.
I noticed that when compared to my duelling outsit that Weasly looked rather drab in his cheap clothing. My outfit consisted of dragonhide boots, armbands, a holster, and a nice belt all from an expensive material. I wore something like a medieval tunic made of black material that silver buckles on the side. I thought it look very handsome, and the ladies in my life agreed.
Once the countdown was done Fred or George, it didn't really matter which, sent a spell at me that I shielded. Judging by the incarnation it was the bat-bogey hex a nasty spell. I dodged the next spell and fired a Densaugeo at the Weasly who was able to shield himself. In turn, my shield held up against both the Jelly-Fingers and the Jelly-Legs Jinx, which were rapidly sent at me together. Either of those spells could have proven to be my downfall had I not been able to defend myself.
After exchanging a few more relatively harmless spells the Weasly banished some dung bombs at me, and while it was cheating as they'd been in his pockets and we weren't supposed to bring anything other than our wands into the duel. But since Siruis Black was also in the same house as the Weasly and because he was into pranks, he didn't call a foul when he should have.
Lucky for me Flitwick had spent a lot of time practising how to deal with these sorts of attacks and I was able to make the bombs loop around me before sending them back at the redhead. He tried to vanish them but did have time so the bombs exploded and the smell would have attracted trolls from miles around had been in the Forbidden Forest.
I had to summon up some wind to get rid of the smell and I was able to do this quickly as I'd seen the twins pull this trick off before and as such I had prepared.
"So much for the honour of Gryffindor," I said loudly enough to be heard "You can't win a duel without resorting to your pranks. Are you all a bunch of cheaters?".
The Weasly family were known for their tempers and it wasn't hard to get one of them riled up.
"Eat slugs you swot" he shouted.
Just as planned.
"Stupefy!"
I managed to get the stunner off before the prankster could complete his more complex spell and the twin I'd been facing dropped to the ground. The twin who had been watching got up on stage and was able to fire off a spell of his own.
"Now that is enough!" said Flitwick "No seconds are allowed".
I noticed that Siruis Black hadn't taken action. He'd wanted the show to go on.
"Instructor Black I must insist that you end the match in favour of my student," said the soon-to-be Deputy Headmaster "Mr Weasly has clearly lost".
Sirius Black didn't like doing so, but he had to declare me the winner and give me my trophy. I would have happily humiliated both twins, but Flitwick had too much of a sense of fair play to allow that.
