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The noise stopped. There was no wind. Harry felt different than before... He had a feeling which he didn't have for a week. He felt that he was lying on something... As a ghost, he could not feel anything before. Harry knew that some time passed from the night when they started his resurrection.
Harry opened his eyes. The only things he saw were a small room, the bed he was lying on, a clock on a wall and the windows. It was light outside. Harry wondered how much time passed. How much he slept.
For a moment, after his instinct, he wanted to fly through the wall to see where he was. But he couldn't move and he remembered that he wasn't a ghost anymore.
The feeling that he was standing on his feet was, too, somehting that he forgot. And he felt so full of energy... It was logical. The ghosts do not have energy... or do they? Harry casted a spell... But that was magic not energy. But magi used energy a lot... and that was a mage spell.
"It's not time to think of these now. I have to see where I am" he thought. And he left on a staircase, stopping at every step and thinking at the feeling he had while moving... and touching the floor. He had a desire that he still was a ghost... he liked it. He will surely miss the times when he was flying, ignoring any wall.
But, no, he thought. I have to be human... not a ghost. And with that thought, he walked down the stairs.
He was in a larger room... It was one of the houses in Hogsmeade. That had to be the shrieking shack. But it didn't look as it looked before... It was now a modern wizard house. The people did a lot of repairing and modifying from the last time he was in it.
On the floor was a multicolored carpet. The walls had a bronze color, torches were placed every meter on it. The staircase looked as the ones from Hogwarts.
In the end of the room was a large, high wooden door. It looked as if it was made for Hagrid. Harry had to get out of the room to see someone.
He swung the door open with all his powers. Then he stepped out of the room; the road in Hogsmeade was in front of him. But it was empty. No living creature was there. Harry went to the Three Broomsticks. On the road he realized that he was in his cloak, and the wand was in the usual pocket.
Inside the bar he saw that wizards stood talking. There were all the Hogwarts teachers and lots of other wizards. When Harry opened the door, everyone looked at him... with a strange look on their faces.
"He is alive!"
"He woke up!"
"Wow! He is still alive!"
What could that be? Everyone was so surprised... What, didn't Dumbledore tell them about it?
"Silence!" said Dumbledore. "I will talk to Harry myself. Ron, Hermione, you should come, too."
Ron and Hermione stood up; Harry hasn't noticed them before. Dumbledore walked to Harry and then outside. Ron and Hermione came after a short time. Dumbledore told them to stop in front of the bar.
"Harry... Welcome back through us!" said Dumbledore.
"What happened? Why was everyone so surprised?" asked Harry.
"There is a reason... a very good one. Everyone thought that you were dead. That you were lost. The spell used to revive you didn't work as it should have been."
"What?" asked Harry. "Why?"
"No one knows that. After you entered your body, you should have gained control over it at the moment. Normally, you had to be alive immediately. And there happened a thing they say it is not normal."
Harry was listening attentively again. As usual, things did not work as they should had.
"Chalcrad said that the Necklace of the Dragonteeth had to remain combined with the crystal of the magi forever. But after you tried to enter the body, it... disappeared. The crystal of the magi was there, looking as nothing happened to it. And the necklace vanished. Your body fell on the ground. And you weren't alive. They said our spell failed - Erised and Chalcrad suggested that you won't be useful anymore. Luckily that I didn't listen to them... I did not want to do anything they said. The only thing I wished was to bring you to our new hotel and keep you there."
"Hotel?"
"Yes... the shrieking shack was rearranged and it is now our hotel. If anyone wants to come from another country, they could stay there."
"How long was I unconscious?"
"Oh" said Hermione. "You stood there for five days..."
"Five days?" asked Harry surprisingly.
"Yes..." said Dumbledore. "And now we have to talk about more important things. Like... that night."
"What?" asked Harry.
"Sir Nicholas told me that Draco Malfoy was looking for something in the slytherin common room. He said that he met you there and you two found Malfoy looking for something."
Harry was surprised that Dumbledore called him 'Malfoy'. He usually said Mr Malfoy or his full name.
"He was looking for something... and he failed to his lord, Voldemort. Will you, please, explain it to me more detailed?"
Harry started to tell Dumbledore everything that happened. Anything that he could remember... it was not easy. And he was the only one talking for about ten minutes.
"And... you said you created a... mage spell while you were a ghost?" asked Hermione. "That means you cannot be a... normal ghost. And maybe that is the same thing why your resurrection was... not normal."
"Maybe..." said Dumbledore. "But we can only guess... nothing is certain now. Everything is different from what it should be. First, Voldemort meets his downfall in Harry Potter. Then, Harry finds out that he is a mago-wizard and Voldemort stole some of his powers. Then, Harry cannot kill Voldemort and the curse kills himself. Then, Harry, as a ghost, he casts a beam spell. When he was resurrected, strange things happened. The ghost -- the soul did not enter inside the body only after five days. You were not unconscious - you were dead the 5 days. These are not normal things... And I do not know if we will find out what we need. That is possible in only one way."
"And what is it?" asked Ron.
"We have to find Voldemort's plans... whatever the plans are, we will surely find out his secrets... we will find everything we need."
"But" said Hermione "How will we enter his fortress or whatever he turned the Durmstrang castle into? It has its own enchantments so no one will see it... Plus what Voldemort surely did. And we have no idea where it is."
"We don't... but there are some who do know..." He looked at the door to the Three Broomsticks. "Erised has to know... and if he doesn't, the magi should have some archives... some maps. And I am sure we will find it. Now let's go and ask him."
"Right" said Harry. They walked to the Three Broomsticks and they entered inside. Everyone was looking at them. Erised was one of the people.
"Now, everyone, sit... we have to have a small talk." said Dumbledore.
The persons at the table stood down. Harry, Hermione, Dumbledore and Ron found themselves seats. Everyone was around the table. Most of the wizards were still looking confused at Harry.
"This event is one of all strange things that happened recently" said Dumbledore. "Harry is alive, as you all see. But why didn't he wake at the moment, we could not find out. But... we think we know where we can find answers. As I told you, Voldemort said something about some plans of his. And we are going to find them."
"They are at the Durmstrang castle" he continued. "his fortress. The whole school is now his. We still have no idea how - did everyone join him or he killed everyone? This is another question that we cannot answer."
"But we wizards do not know where Durmstrang is." he said. "Erised... Do you or any other mage know where this castle is?"
Erised thought for a time and then he said "I think I know where it is... yes I know... It is in Denmark, if my minds serves me well. The school must be there... I remember seeing it in one of my jobs. I had to get rid of an evil mage... And he hid in that country. And I remember seeing the castle..."
"How could you see it?" asked Hermione. "It is enchanted. Only they can see it. No wizard can-"
"You are right. But remember, I am not a wizard. I am a mage. And we magi have different magic inside ourselves... The enchantments do not work on us. Not even the Fidelius charm. We break through it quite easy. That was why Harry could be seen by Lord Voldemort when he was at the Dursleys. As Voldemort used my powers, and some of Harry's, he could simply see him no matter what you did to him."
Everyone started talking about different subjects. Harry was talking to Ron and Hermione.
"D'you think they will find the castle?" asked Ron.
"Find it?" asked Hermoine. "They know where it is!"
"Then, d'you think they will get the plans?"
"They?" asked Dumbledore who heard them. "No, not they. You."
"Me?" asked Ron scared.
"Of course not you" answered Harry. "Us."
"And," Dumbledore continued, "I am sure Erised will help you how he can. I will not come with you because we do not know what Voldemort plans... and we have to be prepared for anything."
He lead the four of them outside. Erised was looking with his yelow eyes at Harry. He certainly was thinking of his revival. Some people inside wanted to go outside with them, but Dumbledore stopped them.
That time, Erised started talking.
"The only reason why he chose me and you three to go to that castle is that everyone has another job to do... and he believed that you can do quite well. Harry, I hope you remember how to do spells properly, because being one week as a ghost and five days lying in a bed could make you forget them. And... remember one thing, Harry. Use your mage powers... they are unmatched."
Harry hasn't thought of doing magic... he had no idea if he could manage it. He took his wand and said with a low voice "stupefy" pointing to a wall because the spell shot even if not targeted to a living thing. He did it easily, the spell was good. There was a hole in the wall he hit. "Reparo!" he said but with no effect. That spell was not strong enough to fix a wall.
Then he remembered of his mage powers. Even if he had them, he still didn't know exactly how to use them. The thoughts of his previous mage lessons were going through his head... He knew that he had to concentrate on the spell he want to use. But the only spells he knew were Firebolt and the one helping him talk to a mage.
Still he wanted to try to fix that. He concentrated hard on the wall... imagining it was fixed.
When he looked at it, there was no hole inside it. Harry immediately enjoyed the fact that he did a mage spell...
"Harry, what was in your mind?" asked Ron. "Lucky that Hermione was around."
"Hermione?... Why?"
"Why?? Because she repaired the wall!"
Harry was confused. Hermione repaired the wall? Then what did he do? His magic didn't work... Or was Hermione faster than him and repaired the wall without Harry noticing?
"I should try that again" said Harry so Ron and Hermione could hear him. "Do - NOT - fix - the - wall!"
He had in mind to do that again... to see if he could repair it with a mage spell. He shot another stupefy. Hermione looked astounded when she saw the hole in the wall. Harry started concentrating... but he was stopped by Hermione.
"How is that possible?" she asked. "A stupefy never destroys anything... It cannot make holes in the walls -"
"Hermione, please shut up... I am concentrating!" said Harry and tried the spell again. But he didn't lose anything with a try, did he? So he started imagining the repaired wall. He even took his wand to help him, and pointed it towards the wall. His mind was almost empty... relaxed... then
BANG
The top of his wand exploded with a white fireball. He was pushed back several feet and he stopped lying on the road. Everyone was watching him.
"Harry! Are you okay?" asked Hermione who hurried to him.
"He should be okay" answered Erised. "Harry... Keep that in mind - never try to do mage spells with a wand unless they are combined with wizard magic. Never try that again..." Erised was smiling at him. "Well you didn't know... No one's warned you. The effect is simple to explain. Your energy should have created a small amount of gas with no air inside it. That should have shot out of your hand - or, rarely effect, but maybe posible at you, out of your eyes and hit the wall. That should have fixed it, making it how it was before." He stopped for some seconds, looking at the wall. "Well, the wand can't make the spell shoot towards a point... the wands are too long for that - the distance between your body and the place where the spell creates is too long. And if the gas ball does not move to the wall, it suddenly disappears. And that let a spot with no air. And it created an implosion..." He looked at the wall again. "You were lucky because the gas did not completely disappear. And the implosion launched a small bit of it to the wall."
Harry took a look at the wall... and Erised was right. The wall was entire again.
Dumbledore walked to them. "Well Harry... We should discover Voldemort's secret as soon as possible. We talked and decided that you will leave tomorrow. I trust you will do a good job there."
Then Dumbledore left. Erised did the same after a short time. Harry was looking at the wall. It was completely repaired. He did not imagine that he could do such a performance...
"A stupefy made a hole in the wall!" Harry could hear Hermione's voice talking to Ron. "A spell like that never does things such powerful. Look at this." She took her wand and shot a stupefy in the same wall. But as she said, it did not do anything to the wall. "Harry, how could you do that?"
"Hermione! Stop with that!" said Ron. "Harry has powers even Dumbledore could dream of! Being a mago-wizard must be great... Isn't it so, Harry?"
"Well... Yeah..."
"But with power comes the responsability! Harry has some powers, but he shouldn't keep them to play with. These can be used in many ways to help... Just think about the current situation. You-Know-Who is strong again... We will meet him soon... Let's just hope that he will have mercy and wait some seconds before he will blow us all!"
"Blow us?" asked Harry.
"Yes. I don't think that he will wait until we will attack. He will surely be quick!"
"Oh c'mon..." said Ron before Harry thoiught of anything to say "He can't use the mage powers that much... And we have Erised with us!"
"Erised..." said Harry. "And me..." he stopped thinking. "Why do you say he can not use the mage powers? I am alive now... I have magic in myself. He will ceratinly use my powers again... Remember that I have the same blood as before. And Voldemort has some of my blood. And Erised has the same problem as I do." He paused for about three seconds and after a sigh, said "Well, there is only one thing... He can diminish our energy easily... He uses my powers and Erised's... Then you two will be the only ones who will be able to fight and continue."
They started walking slowly. Harry wanted to go to the Hogsmeade hotel. He had his room there. On the way, a thing came to his thought. An unusual thing.
"Ron..." Harry thought of how to ask. "How come that your parents are not here?"
"Oh... Well, they came here but after three days they went home again. My dad had to go to work and mum wanted to go home. I asked them to leave me here and see what will happen to you."
The hotel was as before - empty and lively-colored. Ron and Hermione saw it before. They had their rooms near Harry's. The three of them entered in Harry's room and wondered what to do. They saw a few books on a nearby shelf.
Harry took the first one. It was called "Unexpected spell effects: mago-wizard spells". That should have been a book written by a mago-wizard. Harry looked at the writer. The names of the writers were "CHR and AYZ".
Under that book there was another mago-wizard one: "Rituals: Multi-source spells". That was written by AYZ.
There were many others but Harry stopped at the multi-source spells. He started reading it. Hermione took a book, too, but Ron didn't. He went to his own room.
Harry found out that the spell that revived him was a multi-source spell. It was a spell casted by multiple persons. And that spell was cast by Dumbledore, Erised and Chalcrad. The book was quite thick and Harry decided he wanted to read it. He and Hermione spent a long time reading. Sometimes Ron tried to make them stop reading and do something "more interresting".
"This is interresting enough, thanks!" was Hermione's answer when Ron came the third time.
Later Harry found out that CHR was the mago-wizard leader himself. AYZ was his assistant.
The rest of the day passed quite fast and with no events. Harry and Hermione read all day and Ron stopped trying to make them do something else.
The next day Harry was woken up by someone.
"Harry! Dumbledore decided it is time to prepare."
It was Erised's voice. Harry opened his eyes and saw him.
"It is ten o'clock in the morning. He wants us to leave at twelve. Come on, we have to eat something."
Harry got out of his bed and left his room with Erised. Out of the building they met Ron and Hermione, who were waiting for them. Erised led them to a house where they have never entered before.
"This is one of Dumbledore's old houses. He usually stays here in the summer. The breakfast is prepared. Come in! We got to hurry. There is not much time left."
They ate a lot. Everyone thought that no more food could enter in their stomachs. As usual, the food on the plates grew again when someone ate it. They finished eating after half an hour. Then they had to meet Dumbledore to tell them exactly what to do.
"Erised knows where to go and what to do. You three just listen to what he sais. We have to see the plans Voldemort was talking about.
One more thing - be careful who you kill. Maybe you will meet someone who is by our side there. There are many surprises in the world... Who knows what will happen and what future provides us."
That sentence reminded Harry of Proffessor Trelawney. But he got her out of his mind when they were told to do some practice that would help them. Erised took Harry for a mage lesson.
Harry learned some basic mage spells and he had the basic concept of how to do them. He was able to shoot freezing spells quite easily. They were his favourite.
Twelve o'clock came at last. Dumbledore told Erised, Harry, Ron and Hermione to do their best. There were many wizards who wished them good luck.
"We will go to the Durmstrang castle with a simple spell" said Erised. "Magi love teleportation spells. Now come close to me, all three of you."
Erised raised one of his hands up. It created a small yellowish sphere. It started shooting beams all over. But they did not affect people in any way.
Finally the beams fixed their targets. There was one for each; Harry, Ron and Hermione. They turned white. It was followed by a loud sound that Harry didn't hear well. All he could see was black.
He woke up lying on grass. He looked around.
He was between a river and a forest. Ron and Hermione were looking around, as he did. Erised was on his feet looking around.
"This is a place near the Durmstrang castle... We should find it soon. I can feel it's magic." he said. "Follow me!"
They finally stood up and followed him, as he ordered. They continued walking by the river. The forest was near the river when they teleported. But after about half of an hour, the distance between them was long. The castle should be -
"Here" said Erised. "We stand right in front of the castle."
"What?" asked Ron.
"I don't see it!" said Hermione.
"Where?" asked Harry.
"Well, of course we can't see it. Looks like the wizards put stronger hiding spells that work on magi too... Well that can't stop us. Not after we reached so far. But I know... The castle is right near us. Just... we can't see or touch it. I wonder what spell could unhide it?"
He stopped thinking. His yellow eyes emitted some light.
"Just as I thought..."
"What?" asked Harry.
But Erised didn't answer. Instead, he did a spell similar to the teleportation that brought them there. His hand was something like a light - a yellow one. And now Harry understood why he did that.
The castle was visible. The light stopped on the walls. But after Erised stopped his spell, it became invisible again.
"Yes... It is so simple, though so complicated..."
"What?" asked Harry again.
"Well... the spell that hides the castle is better than I thought. What if we get into the castle? Just follow me..."
Harry did so. Ron and Hermione did the same. Erised was explaining a few things.
"If we will manage to get inside the castle, we will be able to see it. The protection is only from outside. But how can we get inside? Even if I use a light spell, we won't be able to do anything... Only... if -- hehe what an idea -- if I do one thing: Destroy and then re-assemble the walls!"
"WHAT???" asked Harry. "Destroy it? How?" It was very stupid of Erised to think the castle could be destroyed. What did he think?
"Well this may not be such a great idea... But we, have, to, neutralize, the, spell, effect. So why don't we do it?"
Harry started feeling as Erised got mad. Or did he? The magi still had many secrets that Harry had no idea of...
"Harry... being a mago-wizard you are able to do it."
"What?" he asked.
"I am sure the spell that makes this should have an origin. As Hogwarts had with eutherian pipes. It is so simple... how could I forget it? Well there is a way to neutralize a spell generator."
"And that is?" asked Hermione.
"Harry, I told you how to do a lightning... I hope you remember how to do it."
"Yes, I hope so..." He tried casting a thunder on the grass. He did it after a few tries. "Mage spells aren't that hard", he thought.
"Great! Excellent! Now one last thing... How can you do a thunder in wizard's way?"
Harry stopped. Wizards could not create a thunder or control it in any way. Not that he knew of. Wizards didn't use elemental magic so much.
"Don't you know?" asked Erised.
"Impossible" Harry and Hermione said at the same time.
"Impossible? Why?" Erised looked quite sad this time. It was natural; his idea of spell had no use.
"It is impossible. You know that only mages are true masters of the elemental magic - you told me that yourself. Wizards can't control lightning... Just fire and a little water."
"Then... wait - I need to think... There should be a way."
Then they heard a voice that made Harry freeze. "A way... to home..." It was a voice that was similar to Voldemort's, but much slower. "Easy... to do... just... go back!"
The words had no sense. It was someone who wanted them to go back to Hogwarts and stop them. And that was the thing that Harry would do. He had no idea of how to get inside the castle.
"Please... go... away!"
It certainly wasn't Voldemort. He never said a word like "please". It simply wasn't his type.
"Go... before I will get angry!"
Then Harry saw a thunder hitting the air near them. There had to be the top of the castle. It was a spell cast by Erised. The castle was visible for two seconds - but not more.
"Well... you had your chance to escape. Adun Tonidas!"
A thunderstorm started hitting the four of them. It came from nowhere. The mysterious voice could be Voldemort's. And he casted a thunder storm on them. Lucky it wasn't something that could kill them easily.
"Well, it looks like we have no choice" said Erised. He raised his hand and summoned the yellowish sphere that emitted beams. Harry saw how a thunder hit Erised while casting the spell. Not much longer, Harry was hit by one himself.
He closed his eyes. The thunders were not as strong as real thunders. Still he couldn't feel anything except the shocks.
He tried to move, but fell unconscious.
The noise stopped. There was no wind. Harry felt different than before... He had a feeling which he didn't have for a week. He felt that he was lying on something... As a ghost, he could not feel anything before. Harry knew that some time passed from the night when they started his resurrection.
Harry opened his eyes. The only things he saw were a small room, the bed he was lying on, a clock on a wall and the windows. It was light outside. Harry wondered how much time passed. How much he slept.
For a moment, after his instinct, he wanted to fly through the wall to see where he was. But he couldn't move and he remembered that he wasn't a ghost anymore.
The feeling that he was standing on his feet was, too, somehting that he forgot. And he felt so full of energy... It was logical. The ghosts do not have energy... or do they? Harry casted a spell... But that was magic not energy. But magi used energy a lot... and that was a mage spell.
"It's not time to think of these now. I have to see where I am" he thought. And he left on a staircase, stopping at every step and thinking at the feeling he had while moving... and touching the floor. He had a desire that he still was a ghost... he liked it. He will surely miss the times when he was flying, ignoring any wall.
But, no, he thought. I have to be human... not a ghost. And with that thought, he walked down the stairs.
He was in a larger room... It was one of the houses in Hogsmeade. That had to be the shrieking shack. But it didn't look as it looked before... It was now a modern wizard house. The people did a lot of repairing and modifying from the last time he was in it.
On the floor was a multicolored carpet. The walls had a bronze color, torches were placed every meter on it. The staircase looked as the ones from Hogwarts.
In the end of the room was a large, high wooden door. It looked as if it was made for Hagrid. Harry had to get out of the room to see someone.
He swung the door open with all his powers. Then he stepped out of the room; the road in Hogsmeade was in front of him. But it was empty. No living creature was there. Harry went to the Three Broomsticks. On the road he realized that he was in his cloak, and the wand was in the usual pocket.
Inside the bar he saw that wizards stood talking. There were all the Hogwarts teachers and lots of other wizards. When Harry opened the door, everyone looked at him... with a strange look on their faces.
"He is alive!"
"He woke up!"
"Wow! He is still alive!"
What could that be? Everyone was so surprised... What, didn't Dumbledore tell them about it?
"Silence!" said Dumbledore. "I will talk to Harry myself. Ron, Hermione, you should come, too."
Ron and Hermione stood up; Harry hasn't noticed them before. Dumbledore walked to Harry and then outside. Ron and Hermione came after a short time. Dumbledore told them to stop in front of the bar.
"Harry... Welcome back through us!" said Dumbledore.
"What happened? Why was everyone so surprised?" asked Harry.
"There is a reason... a very good one. Everyone thought that you were dead. That you were lost. The spell used to revive you didn't work as it should have been."
"What?" asked Harry. "Why?"
"No one knows that. After you entered your body, you should have gained control over it at the moment. Normally, you had to be alive immediately. And there happened a thing they say it is not normal."
Harry was listening attentively again. As usual, things did not work as they should had.
"Chalcrad said that the Necklace of the Dragonteeth had to remain combined with the crystal of the magi forever. But after you tried to enter the body, it... disappeared. The crystal of the magi was there, looking as nothing happened to it. And the necklace vanished. Your body fell on the ground. And you weren't alive. They said our spell failed - Erised and Chalcrad suggested that you won't be useful anymore. Luckily that I didn't listen to them... I did not want to do anything they said. The only thing I wished was to bring you to our new hotel and keep you there."
"Hotel?"
"Yes... the shrieking shack was rearranged and it is now our hotel. If anyone wants to come from another country, they could stay there."
"How long was I unconscious?"
"Oh" said Hermione. "You stood there for five days..."
"Five days?" asked Harry surprisingly.
"Yes..." said Dumbledore. "And now we have to talk about more important things. Like... that night."
"What?" asked Harry.
"Sir Nicholas told me that Draco Malfoy was looking for something in the slytherin common room. He said that he met you there and you two found Malfoy looking for something."
Harry was surprised that Dumbledore called him 'Malfoy'. He usually said Mr Malfoy or his full name.
"He was looking for something... and he failed to his lord, Voldemort. Will you, please, explain it to me more detailed?"
Harry started to tell Dumbledore everything that happened. Anything that he could remember... it was not easy. And he was the only one talking for about ten minutes.
"And... you said you created a... mage spell while you were a ghost?" asked Hermione. "That means you cannot be a... normal ghost. And maybe that is the same thing why your resurrection was... not normal."
"Maybe..." said Dumbledore. "But we can only guess... nothing is certain now. Everything is different from what it should be. First, Voldemort meets his downfall in Harry Potter. Then, Harry finds out that he is a mago-wizard and Voldemort stole some of his powers. Then, Harry cannot kill Voldemort and the curse kills himself. Then, Harry, as a ghost, he casts a beam spell. When he was resurrected, strange things happened. The ghost -- the soul did not enter inside the body only after five days. You were not unconscious - you were dead the 5 days. These are not normal things... And I do not know if we will find out what we need. That is possible in only one way."
"And what is it?" asked Ron.
"We have to find Voldemort's plans... whatever the plans are, we will surely find out his secrets... we will find everything we need."
"But" said Hermione "How will we enter his fortress or whatever he turned the Durmstrang castle into? It has its own enchantments so no one will see it... Plus what Voldemort surely did. And we have no idea where it is."
"We don't... but there are some who do know..." He looked at the door to the Three Broomsticks. "Erised has to know... and if he doesn't, the magi should have some archives... some maps. And I am sure we will find it. Now let's go and ask him."
"Right" said Harry. They walked to the Three Broomsticks and they entered inside. Everyone was looking at them. Erised was one of the people.
"Now, everyone, sit... we have to have a small talk." said Dumbledore.
The persons at the table stood down. Harry, Hermione, Dumbledore and Ron found themselves seats. Everyone was around the table. Most of the wizards were still looking confused at Harry.
"This event is one of all strange things that happened recently" said Dumbledore. "Harry is alive, as you all see. But why didn't he wake at the moment, we could not find out. But... we think we know where we can find answers. As I told you, Voldemort said something about some plans of his. And we are going to find them."
"They are at the Durmstrang castle" he continued. "his fortress. The whole school is now his. We still have no idea how - did everyone join him or he killed everyone? This is another question that we cannot answer."
"But we wizards do not know where Durmstrang is." he said. "Erised... Do you or any other mage know where this castle is?"
Erised thought for a time and then he said "I think I know where it is... yes I know... It is in Denmark, if my minds serves me well. The school must be there... I remember seeing it in one of my jobs. I had to get rid of an evil mage... And he hid in that country. And I remember seeing the castle..."
"How could you see it?" asked Hermione. "It is enchanted. Only they can see it. No wizard can-"
"You are right. But remember, I am not a wizard. I am a mage. And we magi have different magic inside ourselves... The enchantments do not work on us. Not even the Fidelius charm. We break through it quite easy. That was why Harry could be seen by Lord Voldemort when he was at the Dursleys. As Voldemort used my powers, and some of Harry's, he could simply see him no matter what you did to him."
Everyone started talking about different subjects. Harry was talking to Ron and Hermione.
"D'you think they will find the castle?" asked Ron.
"Find it?" asked Hermoine. "They know where it is!"
"Then, d'you think they will get the plans?"
"They?" asked Dumbledore who heard them. "No, not they. You."
"Me?" asked Ron scared.
"Of course not you" answered Harry. "Us."
"And," Dumbledore continued, "I am sure Erised will help you how he can. I will not come with you because we do not know what Voldemort plans... and we have to be prepared for anything."
He lead the four of them outside. Erised was looking with his yelow eyes at Harry. He certainly was thinking of his revival. Some people inside wanted to go outside with them, but Dumbledore stopped them.
That time, Erised started talking.
"The only reason why he chose me and you three to go to that castle is that everyone has another job to do... and he believed that you can do quite well. Harry, I hope you remember how to do spells properly, because being one week as a ghost and five days lying in a bed could make you forget them. And... remember one thing, Harry. Use your mage powers... they are unmatched."
Harry hasn't thought of doing magic... he had no idea if he could manage it. He took his wand and said with a low voice "stupefy" pointing to a wall because the spell shot even if not targeted to a living thing. He did it easily, the spell was good. There was a hole in the wall he hit. "Reparo!" he said but with no effect. That spell was not strong enough to fix a wall.
Then he remembered of his mage powers. Even if he had them, he still didn't know exactly how to use them. The thoughts of his previous mage lessons were going through his head... He knew that he had to concentrate on the spell he want to use. But the only spells he knew were Firebolt and the one helping him talk to a mage.
Still he wanted to try to fix that. He concentrated hard on the wall... imagining it was fixed.
When he looked at it, there was no hole inside it. Harry immediately enjoyed the fact that he did a mage spell...
"Harry, what was in your mind?" asked Ron. "Lucky that Hermione was around."
"Hermione?... Why?"
"Why?? Because she repaired the wall!"
Harry was confused. Hermione repaired the wall? Then what did he do? His magic didn't work... Or was Hermione faster than him and repaired the wall without Harry noticing?
"I should try that again" said Harry so Ron and Hermione could hear him. "Do - NOT - fix - the - wall!"
He had in mind to do that again... to see if he could repair it with a mage spell. He shot another stupefy. Hermione looked astounded when she saw the hole in the wall. Harry started concentrating... but he was stopped by Hermione.
"How is that possible?" she asked. "A stupefy never destroys anything... It cannot make holes in the walls -"
"Hermione, please shut up... I am concentrating!" said Harry and tried the spell again. But he didn't lose anything with a try, did he? So he started imagining the repaired wall. He even took his wand to help him, and pointed it towards the wall. His mind was almost empty... relaxed... then
BANG
The top of his wand exploded with a white fireball. He was pushed back several feet and he stopped lying on the road. Everyone was watching him.
"Harry! Are you okay?" asked Hermione who hurried to him.
"He should be okay" answered Erised. "Harry... Keep that in mind - never try to do mage spells with a wand unless they are combined with wizard magic. Never try that again..." Erised was smiling at him. "Well you didn't know... No one's warned you. The effect is simple to explain. Your energy should have created a small amount of gas with no air inside it. That should have shot out of your hand - or, rarely effect, but maybe posible at you, out of your eyes and hit the wall. That should have fixed it, making it how it was before." He stopped for some seconds, looking at the wall. "Well, the wand can't make the spell shoot towards a point... the wands are too long for that - the distance between your body and the place where the spell creates is too long. And if the gas ball does not move to the wall, it suddenly disappears. And that let a spot with no air. And it created an implosion..." He looked at the wall again. "You were lucky because the gas did not completely disappear. And the implosion launched a small bit of it to the wall."
Harry took a look at the wall... and Erised was right. The wall was entire again.
Dumbledore walked to them. "Well Harry... We should discover Voldemort's secret as soon as possible. We talked and decided that you will leave tomorrow. I trust you will do a good job there."
Then Dumbledore left. Erised did the same after a short time. Harry was looking at the wall. It was completely repaired. He did not imagine that he could do such a performance...
"A stupefy made a hole in the wall!" Harry could hear Hermione's voice talking to Ron. "A spell like that never does things such powerful. Look at this." She took her wand and shot a stupefy in the same wall. But as she said, it did not do anything to the wall. "Harry, how could you do that?"
"Hermione! Stop with that!" said Ron. "Harry has powers even Dumbledore could dream of! Being a mago-wizard must be great... Isn't it so, Harry?"
"Well... Yeah..."
"But with power comes the responsability! Harry has some powers, but he shouldn't keep them to play with. These can be used in many ways to help... Just think about the current situation. You-Know-Who is strong again... We will meet him soon... Let's just hope that he will have mercy and wait some seconds before he will blow us all!"
"Blow us?" asked Harry.
"Yes. I don't think that he will wait until we will attack. He will surely be quick!"
"Oh c'mon..." said Ron before Harry thoiught of anything to say "He can't use the mage powers that much... And we have Erised with us!"
"Erised..." said Harry. "And me..." he stopped thinking. "Why do you say he can not use the mage powers? I am alive now... I have magic in myself. He will ceratinly use my powers again... Remember that I have the same blood as before. And Voldemort has some of my blood. And Erised has the same problem as I do." He paused for about three seconds and after a sigh, said "Well, there is only one thing... He can diminish our energy easily... He uses my powers and Erised's... Then you two will be the only ones who will be able to fight and continue."
They started walking slowly. Harry wanted to go to the Hogsmeade hotel. He had his room there. On the way, a thing came to his thought. An unusual thing.
"Ron..." Harry thought of how to ask. "How come that your parents are not here?"
"Oh... Well, they came here but after three days they went home again. My dad had to go to work and mum wanted to go home. I asked them to leave me here and see what will happen to you."
The hotel was as before - empty and lively-colored. Ron and Hermione saw it before. They had their rooms near Harry's. The three of them entered in Harry's room and wondered what to do. They saw a few books on a nearby shelf.
Harry took the first one. It was called "Unexpected spell effects: mago-wizard spells". That should have been a book written by a mago-wizard. Harry looked at the writer. The names of the writers were "CHR and AYZ".
Under that book there was another mago-wizard one: "Rituals: Multi-source spells". That was written by AYZ.
There were many others but Harry stopped at the multi-source spells. He started reading it. Hermione took a book, too, but Ron didn't. He went to his own room.
Harry found out that the spell that revived him was a multi-source spell. It was a spell casted by multiple persons. And that spell was cast by Dumbledore, Erised and Chalcrad. The book was quite thick and Harry decided he wanted to read it. He and Hermione spent a long time reading. Sometimes Ron tried to make them stop reading and do something "more interresting".
"This is interresting enough, thanks!" was Hermione's answer when Ron came the third time.
Later Harry found out that CHR was the mago-wizard leader himself. AYZ was his assistant.
The rest of the day passed quite fast and with no events. Harry and Hermione read all day and Ron stopped trying to make them do something else.
The next day Harry was woken up by someone.
"Harry! Dumbledore decided it is time to prepare."
It was Erised's voice. Harry opened his eyes and saw him.
"It is ten o'clock in the morning. He wants us to leave at twelve. Come on, we have to eat something."
Harry got out of his bed and left his room with Erised. Out of the building they met Ron and Hermione, who were waiting for them. Erised led them to a house where they have never entered before.
"This is one of Dumbledore's old houses. He usually stays here in the summer. The breakfast is prepared. Come in! We got to hurry. There is not much time left."
They ate a lot. Everyone thought that no more food could enter in their stomachs. As usual, the food on the plates grew again when someone ate it. They finished eating after half an hour. Then they had to meet Dumbledore to tell them exactly what to do.
"Erised knows where to go and what to do. You three just listen to what he sais. We have to see the plans Voldemort was talking about.
One more thing - be careful who you kill. Maybe you will meet someone who is by our side there. There are many surprises in the world... Who knows what will happen and what future provides us."
That sentence reminded Harry of Proffessor Trelawney. But he got her out of his mind when they were told to do some practice that would help them. Erised took Harry for a mage lesson.
Harry learned some basic mage spells and he had the basic concept of how to do them. He was able to shoot freezing spells quite easily. They were his favourite.
Twelve o'clock came at last. Dumbledore told Erised, Harry, Ron and Hermione to do their best. There were many wizards who wished them good luck.
"We will go to the Durmstrang castle with a simple spell" said Erised. "Magi love teleportation spells. Now come close to me, all three of you."
Erised raised one of his hands up. It created a small yellowish sphere. It started shooting beams all over. But they did not affect people in any way.
Finally the beams fixed their targets. There was one for each; Harry, Ron and Hermione. They turned white. It was followed by a loud sound that Harry didn't hear well. All he could see was black.
He woke up lying on grass. He looked around.
He was between a river and a forest. Ron and Hermione were looking around, as he did. Erised was on his feet looking around.
"This is a place near the Durmstrang castle... We should find it soon. I can feel it's magic." he said. "Follow me!"
They finally stood up and followed him, as he ordered. They continued walking by the river. The forest was near the river when they teleported. But after about half of an hour, the distance between them was long. The castle should be -
"Here" said Erised. "We stand right in front of the castle."
"What?" asked Ron.
"I don't see it!" said Hermione.
"Where?" asked Harry.
"Well, of course we can't see it. Looks like the wizards put stronger hiding spells that work on magi too... Well that can't stop us. Not after we reached so far. But I know... The castle is right near us. Just... we can't see or touch it. I wonder what spell could unhide it?"
He stopped thinking. His yellow eyes emitted some light.
"Just as I thought..."
"What?" asked Harry.
But Erised didn't answer. Instead, he did a spell similar to the teleportation that brought them there. His hand was something like a light - a yellow one. And now Harry understood why he did that.
The castle was visible. The light stopped on the walls. But after Erised stopped his spell, it became invisible again.
"Yes... It is so simple, though so complicated..."
"What?" asked Harry again.
"Well... the spell that hides the castle is better than I thought. What if we get into the castle? Just follow me..."
Harry did so. Ron and Hermione did the same. Erised was explaining a few things.
"If we will manage to get inside the castle, we will be able to see it. The protection is only from outside. But how can we get inside? Even if I use a light spell, we won't be able to do anything... Only... if -- hehe what an idea -- if I do one thing: Destroy and then re-assemble the walls!"
"WHAT???" asked Harry. "Destroy it? How?" It was very stupid of Erised to think the castle could be destroyed. What did he think?
"Well this may not be such a great idea... But we, have, to, neutralize, the, spell, effect. So why don't we do it?"
Harry started feeling as Erised got mad. Or did he? The magi still had many secrets that Harry had no idea of...
"Harry... being a mago-wizard you are able to do it."
"What?" he asked.
"I am sure the spell that makes this should have an origin. As Hogwarts had with eutherian pipes. It is so simple... how could I forget it? Well there is a way to neutralize a spell generator."
"And that is?" asked Hermione.
"Harry, I told you how to do a lightning... I hope you remember how to do it."
"Yes, I hope so..." He tried casting a thunder on the grass. He did it after a few tries. "Mage spells aren't that hard", he thought.
"Great! Excellent! Now one last thing... How can you do a thunder in wizard's way?"
Harry stopped. Wizards could not create a thunder or control it in any way. Not that he knew of. Wizards didn't use elemental magic so much.
"Don't you know?" asked Erised.
"Impossible" Harry and Hermione said at the same time.
"Impossible? Why?" Erised looked quite sad this time. It was natural; his idea of spell had no use.
"It is impossible. You know that only mages are true masters of the elemental magic - you told me that yourself. Wizards can't control lightning... Just fire and a little water."
"Then... wait - I need to think... There should be a way."
Then they heard a voice that made Harry freeze. "A way... to home..." It was a voice that was similar to Voldemort's, but much slower. "Easy... to do... just... go back!"
The words had no sense. It was someone who wanted them to go back to Hogwarts and stop them. And that was the thing that Harry would do. He had no idea of how to get inside the castle.
"Please... go... away!"
It certainly wasn't Voldemort. He never said a word like "please". It simply wasn't his type.
"Go... before I will get angry!"
Then Harry saw a thunder hitting the air near them. There had to be the top of the castle. It was a spell cast by Erised. The castle was visible for two seconds - but not more.
"Well... you had your chance to escape. Adun Tonidas!"
A thunderstorm started hitting the four of them. It came from nowhere. The mysterious voice could be Voldemort's. And he casted a thunder storm on them. Lucky it wasn't something that could kill them easily.
"Well, it looks like we have no choice" said Erised. He raised his hand and summoned the yellowish sphere that emitted beams. Harry saw how a thunder hit Erised while casting the spell. Not much longer, Harry was hit by one himself.
He closed his eyes. The thunders were not as strong as real thunders. Still he couldn't feel anything except the shocks.
He tried to move, but fell unconscious.