A/N: I am back!!!!!! The play is over sadly . But that is good news for you. Now I have more free time to type. This is the second to last chapter in this story! The sequel will be out soon. It will be called Harry Potter and the Battle of the Mages.
Harry Potter and the Masters of the Elements
Chapter 9
The Staff of Potter
Harry got up very slowly. He was pissed off. He had never been more angry in his life. He scanned the room and spotted Dumbledore and Hermione. He sent them back to Hogwarts. He then cast a memory charm on everyone in the room.
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Back at Hogwarts
"Professor what is going on?" Hermione said in near tears.
"From what I can tell there is going to be a war. A war even bigger then that of Gryffindor versus Slytherian. A new Dark Area is upon us. And are only chance. Is in the form of a boy who has not t even reached 1/5 of his power." Dumbledore said with no twinkle in his eye.
Just then Harry Potter apparated in.
"Dumbledore gather any resistance that is loyal us." Harry said as fast as he could.
"Ok there are only two groups that I can trust at times like this. The Order of the Pheniox, and The Gryffindor Alliance." Dumbledore stated.
"Ok tell them to meet in the Great Hall in one hour. Along with anyone else that you trust for are side." And with that Harry left.
He quickly headed up into his dorm room, and grabbed a piece of parchment and wrote.
Hermione Granger
If I do not return I would like you to keep all my stuff and divide it up among who you think should have it.
Love
Harold James Potter
P.S. I love you Hermione. I will always love you. And I hope you can learn to love me again.
Harry could fell a tear roll down his cheek as he wrote this. He quickly folded it up and thought to himself that he would give it to Hermione tonight at dinner.
Harry decided to sit down for the rest of the hour until the army gathered to concentrate his power. Before he knew it Hermione was tapping his shoulder.
"Wake up Harry!" Hermione yelled without a hint of compassion.
"What?" Harry replied
"Dumbledore sent me up to tell you that the forces are starting to arrive and that dinner will also be served right now before you do whatever you want. Oh and he also said don't worry about being interrupted by Students. Only the most Powerful and trustworthy will be allowed to enter to hear you." And with that she started to leave.
"Wait Hermione. Here is a note I wrote. If anything should happen to me. I…I….I want you to read it and do what it says." Harry stated with a little stammering.
"Ok." Hermione said with a single tear roll down her check as she left Harry's dorm.
Harry jumped up and apparated to the Great Hall. Once he arrived he ran up and sat next to Dumbledore at the teachers table. He wanted to talk to Dumbledore about something.
"Hello Harry may I ask why your are sitting at the staff table?" Dumbledore asked
"As I am sure you are aware. I am not even close to my full power and not as powerful as the Black Mage. I have a plan. He will no doubt beat me easily. Once it comes time for him to kill me I will save some of my power to block it and put a fake death curse on me. If it works I shouldn't die I will hopefully be unconscious for six months." Harry stated
"I don't know about that Harry. That could be very risky. I think we should attack him head on now with the forces we have." Dumbledore said
"No that will not work. He will no doubt be prepared for that and he will also have his forces ready. And I am sure his army outnumbers us. If I do this it should buy us some time. So you can get more support. The only way we can defeat him is if we have the Ministry on our side."
"Yes I think you are correct. Now go to your seat."
On his way to the Gryffindor table Harry scaned the room to see who was let in. There was only three or four Slytherians. Half of Huffelpuff was allowed in. Two thirds of the Ravenclaws were allowed in. And almost all of the Gryffindors were allowed in. But a few were missing. He also saw a separate table with some of the most respected and powerful members of The Order of the Phoenix. Some of them included…….. Matt Cliche a very powerful Canadian Sorcerer, Imran Ahmend a Sorcerer from New Zealand, and Chase Thomas the American equivalent to Albus Dumbledore.
Once he reached the Gryffindor table he sat next to the Weasleys and chatted with them for a little while the ate. Harry really couldn't concentrate on whatever they were talking about though he was too busy thinking about what he was going to talk about tonight. Soon supper was over and Dumbledore stood up.
"I ask everyone in hear to keep quiet about what will be discussed tonight. I know I can trust you all. I very powerful Black Mage has surfaced. It turns out Voldemort was his puppet. It is not known for sure how powerful he is. What we do know is that he is at least a level two Mage. He is also coming hear tomorrow at noon to battle with Harry Potter. Who I am sure you all know is a level one Mage. What we also know is that the Black Mage has full control over the Death Eaters. He may also have his own army too. We can also assume that they outnumber us. To defeat them we will need are Ministry on our side. Along with the American Ministry, the Canadian Ministry, and the New Zealand Ministry and the rest of the world on our side. That is why I asked Chase Thomas, Matt Cliche, and Imran Ahmend. They are the most powerful Sorcerers from they countries, and very influential. Now I would like to ask Harry Potter up here to speak." And with that Dumbledore stepped down.
Harry walked up to the teachers table since it is elevated so he could speak.
"I do not have much to say. Professor Dumbledore has said everything already. But what I have to ask is…. No matter how tough times get we need all of you to stay on the light side. Do not stray and do your best to help your fellow members." Harry said and then apparated into his room were he could get a good night sleep.
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Harry woke up the next morning to Ron's snores.
"Damn snoring Ron." Harry mumbled as he crawled out of bed.
With a few waves of his hand he was dressed. He apparated down to the quidditch pitch. He had a mission. He wanted his wand so he could retrieve the pheniox that was inside of it so he could make a staff. All of the great Mages in history have made one. There was the Staff of Merlin, the Staff of Gryffindor, and the Staff of Ravenclaw. He wanted the Staff of Potter.
He raised his hands and concentrated on retrieving his wand. Lighting bolts shot all around him and soon he felt his wand in his right hand. Unlike most times when he held his wand he felt no warmth to it. *That's probably because it gives me no power because I am a Mage.* He set the wand on the ground and pointed both of his hands at it and yelled.
"RETRIVO ACCIAKO PHENIXIAN"
"Ok that was the easy part" Harry said to himself.
"Now to turn it into a crystal the source of the staffs power.
He laid the Phoenix feather on the ground.
"LAMEKIA PLOVERTY LOTERNO PHENIXIAN SELIPO CRYSTALUPTU!" As he finished the spell he could fell some of his power draining.
"Damn it. If I loose any more power it will take a whole day to regain all of it."
Harry picked up the crystal and it glowed a brilliant emerald green.
"Ok now for the three colors it should glow when some one is hanging on to it."
He concentrated when a wizard touches the staff it will glow a very dull yellow. When a Sorcerer touches the staff it will glow a beautiful Gryffindor red. And when a Mage touches the staff it should glow emerald green.
The crystal quickly flashed a dull yellow then a Gryffindor red and then emerald green and stayed there.
"Now to make a staff."
He raised his hands again. Lighting bolts shot around him. And long beautiful staff came to his hands with THE STAFF OF POTTER carved on it. The crystal shot from the ground and set itself on top of the Staff. All of a sudden Harry felt more powerful then he ever felt before. The crystal glowed emerald green and surrounded the staff and Harry.
A/N: Sorry this is such a short chapter. But I thought I would get this out to you.
A/N: Sorry if this is a little rough it wasn't beta read.