Once back, Harry met with Dumbledore and agreed that Harry should go on the
Hogwarts Express tomorrow with his friends. It was also decided that he
would have to lie to his friends that he was not taking his usual lessons
except for herbology, potions, Care of Creatures and a new mysterious
course that everyone was supposed to take. This was because of extra
defense classes with Dumbledore and the new mysterious DADA teacher. Harry
only agreed to do this though because Dumbledore pointed out that if they
actually knew what Harry was really up to, then they'd put both Harry and
themselves in danger.
Harry had a good nights sleep in his dorm and the next morning appearated to a dark alley beside King's Cross station with his regular sized trunk. He lifted the remarkably light trunk onto an empty compartment in the train, but wasn't sure whether that was just he or the trunk. He settled down to wait for his friends and remembered what Dumbledore had told him the previous night. He found out that this year because of Voldemort, there were 3 prefects for each house and year (5 & above). He, Ron and Hermione were for fifth year Gryffindor, and he was also quidditch captain. He sighed, there was 15 minutes before 11 o'clock and students were starting to crowd onto the platform. He searched the crowd for his friends and found them just getting into the barrier. He put a quick sealing charm on the door to their compartment and went to greet them.
Once he neared there, he put a concealing charm on his scar and took off his glasses so people wouldn't make a fuss over him. Ron saw him and waved him over. Harry saw Hermione look confused at who he was, and he got a scheme in his mind. He winked to Ron and said in a loud voice," Hello, my name is James Griffin, and I've met Ron at Diagon Alley. I'm an exchange student from Wales and I'm very pleased to meet you."
Meanwhile, Ron was stifling his laughter into long hacking coughs and Hermione looked strangely at him and turned back to Harry. She said," Hello, nice to meet you too, I'm Hermione Granger, and I must say, you look very familiar to a good friend of mine.'
At this, Harry put on a mock hurt expression and said to Hermione," Really, I'm hurt, just a good friend indeed. I thought I meant more to you than that." As he said this, he took off the concealment charm and put on his glasses. "I wonder if this is how you greet all your friends, by introducing yourself. Really I'm shocked!" He said the last part in a stern voice and then burst into helpless laughter, followed shortly by Ron, who just couldn't hold back his laughs much longer. There they stayed for a good minute, leaving poor Hermione to look shocked and then annoyed in front of two hysterical boys. Rather though, two very handsome hysterical boys.
After the laughing fit was over, Harry regained his composure and said to his two friends," Come on, I saved us a compartment." Once they were on the train and walked through the hallway to reach their compartments, they reached the door to their compartment and found Malfoy and his goons trying to force open the door in all manners of spells and brute force. Harry stepped up to them and said in a frosty and stern voice, not unlike Dumbledore when he was annoyed," What, are you trying to do Malfoy?" The last part he spat out and stood at his full height of 5'11", over shadowing the now much smaller and weaker Malfoy. As they turned and faced the glaring Harry, it dawned on them just who this was and just took one look him before fainting dead away, with his two cronies trying to figure out what had happened. Of course, this took up all their brain energy so they both were paralyzed there in their thoughts. Harry shook his head and said," They just get weirder and weirder." He then drew a glowing circle on the door and waited as it sank into the wood and the door popped open. He waved at Ron and Hermione to follow and stepped in first. They followed, looking at him in amazement, particularly Hermione. Harry then plopped on a seat and looked at his dumbstruck friends and asked," What? Is it something about me?"
Hermione then said, in a weird, high pitched voice," Um, Harry, what happened to you this summer? You've practically turned into a whole new person, really!"
Harry looked himself over sarcastically and said in a dry voice," Really, I haven't noticed at all that I've grown over half a foot." He then looked at his friends and decided now was the time to tell them the lies he and Dumbledore (who insisted that he call him Albus) had prepared. He said," Okay, so here's the thing, I've just had a really big growth spurt all right? That's not what I wanted to tell you though, the deal is that since the thing that happened last year, Albu--.I mean Dumbledore wanted me to have extra defense and protection classes instead of Transfiguration, Charms, normal DADA, and Divination. He said that instead of a chosen subject though, now we have to drop one for a new subject that everyone above third year had to take. It doesn't matter what we drop, just as long as it's a chosen subject and not a required one." Then, while his friends were drinking it all in, Harry took the opportunity to scan the train with his glasses. Once he did, he was amazed at all the things people could be doing on a train; the twins were shooting small fire crackers at Neville, first years were starting to look green, Lee Jordan was hanging off the train by a window, and people were making out every where. He tuned back into reality and found the cart lady just rolling by their doorway and jumped up to buy a bit of everything. He dumped the food onto an empty seat and turned to his friends to offer them some, when he found them dozing on the couch in each other's arms and grinned evilly. He quickly snapped some wizard photos of them with the new camera Sirius had given to him for his new birthday, and watched as the pictures developed instantly. He put a freezing charm on the photo Ron and Hermione, on everything except their faces and woke the real Ron and Hermione up. He then said to his beet red friends," When's the wedding you two, and may I saw you both look so cute together."
This turned Ron even redder and made him loudly exclaim," Shut up, Harry!" While Hermione then turned her head away. Harry then said in a superior tone," Now, Ron, you are hereby my ever loyal servant, because of these, you too Hermione." As he said that, he showed them, the pictures and waved it in front of their noses in a taunting way. He snatched the photos away and rattled off a long list of chores that he expected them to do and laughed at their mixed faces. He then said," No, I'm not that mean, I'll just save them for blackmail, or until you two get together as an official couple. Then, they're useless." Harry decided to just relax until they reached Hogwarts where he would have to start his vigorous training again. An interesting thing he found out about his creatures was that they were almost full sized now and could destroy and use their powers efficiently to help Harry defeat Voldemort. Harry had tried all sorts of spells on them and none of them even laid a scratch, he was very satisfied with their progress. Then, Harry stopped daydreaming as the announcer on the train said it was 5 minutes from arrival time and Harry stood up to change into his robes. Hermione had gone out and Harry took out a set of his finest robes from the chest discreetly and put them on with his prefect badge. He left his trunk on the train as always and got on a horse-less carriage.
When they reached the castle, they went and sat at their usual spots with people staring at them as they went on their way making them very nervous. The truth was that all three of them had grown quite considerably better looking and were starting to become quite inviting in the school's eyes. Harry sat down and was surprised to see that the new DADA teacher was a small, weak man with a stubby chin who looked like he'd faint at the mention of his class. He looked closer at the strange man and used his glasses on him, revealing a disguise spell. Underneath that, Harry saw, was a very beaten up Wormtail, Harry choked in disgust and shock as he stared at the man who had bought him 14 years of misery with his relatives instead of his godfather. He waited for Dumbledore to finish his welcome speech and introduce the new DADA teacher who he found out was professor Diarfa, and also the new course, magical and muggle physical defense. This course (which Harry thought he'd have some skill at) was very frequent in their new schedule, as was DADA, due to the ever-increasing need for it. The professor for it was professor Enigma, who looked as though she thought this would be a very nice year. Harry sighed, waiting for the correct time to tell Dumbledore that Wormtail was in the castle.
When the meal was finished, Harry, controlling his temper, went up to Dumbledore and asked for a word with him and the new DADA teacher. Once they were safely in Dumbledore's office. Harry pulled him aside to tell him about Wormtail and saw Dumbledore look up sharply, and stare at the traitor for quite a while. Then he said," Yes Harry, I see what you mean, I can not believe that I let another death eater slip into the castle, I must be getting older than I thought. I thank you my boy for being an extra pair of eyes for me." With that, the two turned on the now nervous looking traitor and with almost identical looks of power and cold fury, performed an ancient spell of reversal against disguises and watched in grim satisfaction as the ratty man appeared, cowering, in front of them. Harry then, as he couldn't control his anger any longer, picked the small man up easily by his shirt collar and snarled at him," This is the stop of the road for you, Wormtail! Now I'm going to turn you into the ministry and get my godfather back." Dumbledore saw them there and left Harry to vent out his anger while he contacted Sirius and tell him the good news. An hour later, a very excited, but furious Sirius Black stepped into the room and looked at the scene that lay before him. Dumbledore was sitting at his desk quietly, his eyes closed peacefully, while a tough and right now very powerful and furious young man, who he just then recognized with a jolt as his godson, stood next to Wormtail and glared at the cowardly traitor. Sirius quickly took in this unusual sight and cleared his throat so that the people here knew he was here. Dumbledore stood up and said," Ah, Mr. Black, I was hoping you'd get here soon, otherwise your young godson here would have killed Mr. Pettigrew himself." At this, Harry looked up and said nothing, just stood up, and gave his godfather a hug. At this, Wormtail took a chance at escape and Harry, now filled with desperation at losing another chance at capturing Wormtail to clear his godfather's name, took off after the man with an unbelievable speed for any man. The filthy rat turned into a rat and scampered away from Harry. Harry, still half blinded by thoughts, turned into a cat and routed out the rat in a second and pounced full power, trapping the rat and transforming into a human again with the rat in his hand.
When his godson had suddenly turned into a cat, Sirius stared; the turn of events in his mind was almost too much to handle. First of all, his godson, who he hadn't exchanged a single owl with all summer except for when he sent the camera as a birthday present, now looked like Hercules, but much more handsomer. In fact, he looked just like James Potter did when he was in a craze about working out for the sake of Lily. Instead, his godson was even more lean and sinewy than even his father at any time was. If Sirius had any memory at all of James Potter, then it was that he was the guy in Hogwarts that every other guy envied for his body and quidditch skills and so many other good qualities that the girls seem to love so much. In fact, Harry Potter was turning out to be all of that and a lot more, he would have certainly made his father proud. Tuning back into reality though, Sirius saw a dangerous looking Harry turn his hand onto Wormtail and a bleu beam of energy shot out from it and hit Wormtail. This had a desirable effect on the little rat as he turned involuntarily back into the man that he was. Harry then turned him over to Dumbledore for a second and went over to the fireplace where he called into it and put some purple stuff from his pocket into it. Then, a second later, out of the blue they were in a ministry courthouse with a confused looking crowd and judge looking on to the trial. Harry, seeing as no one else was going to say anything, stepped on to the podium and stated to speak. He said," People! This courtroom is here in session because of me and I apologize for any inconvenience that this might of caused you, but we're here to acknowledge a falsely proven guilty man to be innocent. This man here is Sirius Black, and all the evidence I need is in my hand." Here, he showed the trembling Pettigrew to the astonished and quite frankly confused crowd. He then continued admist loud whispers," This innocent man was staged and falsely guilty of a crime he did not commit. I ask all you people to look upon this case with justice on the seriousness of it, not the people who's in it. This I ask for in my name, that includes you Minister Fudge, I hope that the jury will take its time and correspond the evidence." With that, Harry jumped down and sat at one of the empty seats available to wait for the verdict. The jury talked admist themselves and questioned Pettigrew with truth potion, at the end, the vote was unanimous, and Sirius Black was indeed innocent. To repay him for 12 years in Azkaban, Fudge gave him 10 000 galleons for every year spent there, a new and quite large house, a place on the front page of every newspaper that says he's innocent, and full custody of Harry until he's 18.
Happily, Harry Sirius and Dumbledore went back to Hogwarts that afternoon with broad grins on their faces. After they got back, the issue of who was going to be the new DADA teacher rose up again and Dumbledore got on a thoughtful expression and said," Well, if it's not too much trouble, why don't you be the new DADA teacher, Sirius? I mean this would be a great opportunity for you to teach the students about Azkaban and you'd have lots of time with Harry. You can also co-teach the magical and muggle physical defense classes with professor Enigma, I heard you had plenty of experience doing that when you were on the run, but I expect a student of yours will give you a surprise though. I'll give you a clue; you have him tomorrow, in the morning. Harry grinned, thinking that this was probably he Dumbledore was talking about and he asked him, using the telepathy that he had discovered they both had. The answer of course was yes and Harry excused himself to go bed.
Later that night, Harry wanted to exercise more so he tried to talk to Dumbledore using telepathy. He thought, 'Albus, Albus, are you there? I need to talk to you.' Dumbledore answered, 'Yes Harry? What is it?' Harry thought back, 'Well you see, since tomorrow is DADA and physical DADA, I think I'm out of practice with the weapons and my fighting combats. I was wondering, just for this last time for you and me alone, could you work with me for about a month? I was hoping to tell Sirius after tomorrow about my powers and I wanted to train with you a last time alone, it was special to me to have at least someone there. I wish you'd accept.' Dumbledore smiled and thought, 'Of course Harry, of course.'
So, the two got ready and went down to the exercise dome and Harry trained with Dumbledore his magic, physical combat, weapon combat, plus everything else that he felt he needed to train, and made his already involuntary sinewy body of rock hard muscles even more tough. Now Harry felt confident of himself, and he had a right to be, he was a slender, sinewy, lean, fighting machine. The final day that they were to train here, Harry took Dumbledore from their training and said to him," Albus, I mean it with all my heart when I say that you're truly part of my family, no matter what the blood lines are. For I care, you are my Grandfather, and I'm proud to say it. Now I'm going to show you what I have learned with you in an exhibition." Harry first off went to the track and ran faster than a bicycle could have rode for about 10 minutes and then stopped, he was hardly breathing irregularly. Next, he took all his weapons and put them on all at once and used them all without a hitch in a row with the skill an expert in that weapon would have taken all his life to learn and then to use. He had also switched weapons from time to time while he was fighting the training opponent, and they all switched smoothly and didn't slow Harry down a bit. The next part of his demonstration was physical combat without weapons. He fought against the opponent with moves that amazed even Dumbledore himself. He did back flips and somersaults and a million different kicks and punches and combinations of both. He sometimes even leapt into the air over his opponent in a flip or just jumps and baffled the computer by suddenly being behind them. It was a really great fight. Finally, Harry got to part of his show that was magic, he moved them to the magical dome that he trains in magically, and allowed Dumbledore to set up in the viewing shield that he had spelled for protection. He then started with normal dueling against an opponent that was one of the hardest the trunk had to offer, and trust me, the fight was grueling. Harry was so well trained in dueling by now that he had lightning reflexes in both body and mind. He also had decades worth of learning packed into his brain forever in just a summer, which included millions of spells, new and ancient, simple and extremely advanced. He shot spell after spell in an endless stream at the fake opponent while blocking all the spells that they were sending at him at the same time. So Harry was like two different people, one for offence and one for defense all mixed together. It was a wonder how he said all those spells at the same time. The truth was that Harry's mind was now so in tuned with his wand and just in particular, a wand, that he could just think about what spell he wanted to use and it would be cast. He also had control over this new power though, it wasn't just any spell he thought of that would be cast, no, Harry's mind was very organized and he had all the spells he wanted to cast into two rows. One was for saying and the other for thinking. He was also very strategic in how he wanted to duel, it depended on the opponent, what sort of dueler they are, and what type of duel it was. There are often two main types of duelers, one kind was the offensive type, these people liked to attack only, concentrating a small amount on their defense, but they keep moving. Another type is the defensive type, these people liked to just survive first and hold off the opponent, while they shot off small spells at them until they're sure they can escape the scene safely. Harry could very easily shift from one type to next unlike other people who almost can't change their strategy if their duel depended on it. Harry finished the duel successfully and watched as the simulation disappeared. Next, he had an opponent against him, but he had no wand and he could now only do wandless magic and nature magic. This, Harry felt, was easier than the other duel because this depended solely on what he wanted to happen, not what correct spell he had to use in each situation. It was also easier to defend himself because since spells are made of some sort of substance that gives them form, that means that he could just blow a spell off course with a gust of wind, or zap the spell with a bit of lightning. Offense was simple, as all he had to do was think of a beam of power with what its after effects would be and shoot it at the person. This allowed him to make up lots of new spells and not have to worry if what he was saying was the right spell. This duel lasted much shorter than the first one. Finally, he transported his now full grown creatures to the dome and used signals and voice commands like whistles to control his creatures simultaneously, but each creature still fought their own battle. In the end, Harry's creatures destroyed the simulation creatures and wizards without landing a scratch themselves. The show of skills in all was fantastic, especially by Harry himself. He was simply superb in his demonstration and he thanked Dumbledore once again and he went away from his trunk to sleep for the rest of the night.
Hey again, It's me PotterMania22, well who else would it be? All right, here's the third chapter, now I have a slight problem, see, I have a lot of this story already typed out so I'm just feeding you with bits and pieces. Now would you prefer me posting all of that now, or keep on going with these chapters. If I post it all, then it would mean more waiting time for the next chapter, but if I don't the chapters will be more consistent. Tell me what you think. Thank yous will be in the next chapter. Chow
Harry had a good nights sleep in his dorm and the next morning appearated to a dark alley beside King's Cross station with his regular sized trunk. He lifted the remarkably light trunk onto an empty compartment in the train, but wasn't sure whether that was just he or the trunk. He settled down to wait for his friends and remembered what Dumbledore had told him the previous night. He found out that this year because of Voldemort, there were 3 prefects for each house and year (5 & above). He, Ron and Hermione were for fifth year Gryffindor, and he was also quidditch captain. He sighed, there was 15 minutes before 11 o'clock and students were starting to crowd onto the platform. He searched the crowd for his friends and found them just getting into the barrier. He put a quick sealing charm on the door to their compartment and went to greet them.
Once he neared there, he put a concealing charm on his scar and took off his glasses so people wouldn't make a fuss over him. Ron saw him and waved him over. Harry saw Hermione look confused at who he was, and he got a scheme in his mind. He winked to Ron and said in a loud voice," Hello, my name is James Griffin, and I've met Ron at Diagon Alley. I'm an exchange student from Wales and I'm very pleased to meet you."
Meanwhile, Ron was stifling his laughter into long hacking coughs and Hermione looked strangely at him and turned back to Harry. She said," Hello, nice to meet you too, I'm Hermione Granger, and I must say, you look very familiar to a good friend of mine.'
At this, Harry put on a mock hurt expression and said to Hermione," Really, I'm hurt, just a good friend indeed. I thought I meant more to you than that." As he said this, he took off the concealment charm and put on his glasses. "I wonder if this is how you greet all your friends, by introducing yourself. Really I'm shocked!" He said the last part in a stern voice and then burst into helpless laughter, followed shortly by Ron, who just couldn't hold back his laughs much longer. There they stayed for a good minute, leaving poor Hermione to look shocked and then annoyed in front of two hysterical boys. Rather though, two very handsome hysterical boys.
After the laughing fit was over, Harry regained his composure and said to his two friends," Come on, I saved us a compartment." Once they were on the train and walked through the hallway to reach their compartments, they reached the door to their compartment and found Malfoy and his goons trying to force open the door in all manners of spells and brute force. Harry stepped up to them and said in a frosty and stern voice, not unlike Dumbledore when he was annoyed," What, are you trying to do Malfoy?" The last part he spat out and stood at his full height of 5'11", over shadowing the now much smaller and weaker Malfoy. As they turned and faced the glaring Harry, it dawned on them just who this was and just took one look him before fainting dead away, with his two cronies trying to figure out what had happened. Of course, this took up all their brain energy so they both were paralyzed there in their thoughts. Harry shook his head and said," They just get weirder and weirder." He then drew a glowing circle on the door and waited as it sank into the wood and the door popped open. He waved at Ron and Hermione to follow and stepped in first. They followed, looking at him in amazement, particularly Hermione. Harry then plopped on a seat and looked at his dumbstruck friends and asked," What? Is it something about me?"
Hermione then said, in a weird, high pitched voice," Um, Harry, what happened to you this summer? You've practically turned into a whole new person, really!"
Harry looked himself over sarcastically and said in a dry voice," Really, I haven't noticed at all that I've grown over half a foot." He then looked at his friends and decided now was the time to tell them the lies he and Dumbledore (who insisted that he call him Albus) had prepared. He said," Okay, so here's the thing, I've just had a really big growth spurt all right? That's not what I wanted to tell you though, the deal is that since the thing that happened last year, Albu--.I mean Dumbledore wanted me to have extra defense and protection classes instead of Transfiguration, Charms, normal DADA, and Divination. He said that instead of a chosen subject though, now we have to drop one for a new subject that everyone above third year had to take. It doesn't matter what we drop, just as long as it's a chosen subject and not a required one." Then, while his friends were drinking it all in, Harry took the opportunity to scan the train with his glasses. Once he did, he was amazed at all the things people could be doing on a train; the twins were shooting small fire crackers at Neville, first years were starting to look green, Lee Jordan was hanging off the train by a window, and people were making out every where. He tuned back into reality and found the cart lady just rolling by their doorway and jumped up to buy a bit of everything. He dumped the food onto an empty seat and turned to his friends to offer them some, when he found them dozing on the couch in each other's arms and grinned evilly. He quickly snapped some wizard photos of them with the new camera Sirius had given to him for his new birthday, and watched as the pictures developed instantly. He put a freezing charm on the photo Ron and Hermione, on everything except their faces and woke the real Ron and Hermione up. He then said to his beet red friends," When's the wedding you two, and may I saw you both look so cute together."
This turned Ron even redder and made him loudly exclaim," Shut up, Harry!" While Hermione then turned her head away. Harry then said in a superior tone," Now, Ron, you are hereby my ever loyal servant, because of these, you too Hermione." As he said that, he showed them, the pictures and waved it in front of their noses in a taunting way. He snatched the photos away and rattled off a long list of chores that he expected them to do and laughed at their mixed faces. He then said," No, I'm not that mean, I'll just save them for blackmail, or until you two get together as an official couple. Then, they're useless." Harry decided to just relax until they reached Hogwarts where he would have to start his vigorous training again. An interesting thing he found out about his creatures was that they were almost full sized now and could destroy and use their powers efficiently to help Harry defeat Voldemort. Harry had tried all sorts of spells on them and none of them even laid a scratch, he was very satisfied with their progress. Then, Harry stopped daydreaming as the announcer on the train said it was 5 minutes from arrival time and Harry stood up to change into his robes. Hermione had gone out and Harry took out a set of his finest robes from the chest discreetly and put them on with his prefect badge. He left his trunk on the train as always and got on a horse-less carriage.
When they reached the castle, they went and sat at their usual spots with people staring at them as they went on their way making them very nervous. The truth was that all three of them had grown quite considerably better looking and were starting to become quite inviting in the school's eyes. Harry sat down and was surprised to see that the new DADA teacher was a small, weak man with a stubby chin who looked like he'd faint at the mention of his class. He looked closer at the strange man and used his glasses on him, revealing a disguise spell. Underneath that, Harry saw, was a very beaten up Wormtail, Harry choked in disgust and shock as he stared at the man who had bought him 14 years of misery with his relatives instead of his godfather. He waited for Dumbledore to finish his welcome speech and introduce the new DADA teacher who he found out was professor Diarfa, and also the new course, magical and muggle physical defense. This course (which Harry thought he'd have some skill at) was very frequent in their new schedule, as was DADA, due to the ever-increasing need for it. The professor for it was professor Enigma, who looked as though she thought this would be a very nice year. Harry sighed, waiting for the correct time to tell Dumbledore that Wormtail was in the castle.
When the meal was finished, Harry, controlling his temper, went up to Dumbledore and asked for a word with him and the new DADA teacher. Once they were safely in Dumbledore's office. Harry pulled him aside to tell him about Wormtail and saw Dumbledore look up sharply, and stare at the traitor for quite a while. Then he said," Yes Harry, I see what you mean, I can not believe that I let another death eater slip into the castle, I must be getting older than I thought. I thank you my boy for being an extra pair of eyes for me." With that, the two turned on the now nervous looking traitor and with almost identical looks of power and cold fury, performed an ancient spell of reversal against disguises and watched in grim satisfaction as the ratty man appeared, cowering, in front of them. Harry then, as he couldn't control his anger any longer, picked the small man up easily by his shirt collar and snarled at him," This is the stop of the road for you, Wormtail! Now I'm going to turn you into the ministry and get my godfather back." Dumbledore saw them there and left Harry to vent out his anger while he contacted Sirius and tell him the good news. An hour later, a very excited, but furious Sirius Black stepped into the room and looked at the scene that lay before him. Dumbledore was sitting at his desk quietly, his eyes closed peacefully, while a tough and right now very powerful and furious young man, who he just then recognized with a jolt as his godson, stood next to Wormtail and glared at the cowardly traitor. Sirius quickly took in this unusual sight and cleared his throat so that the people here knew he was here. Dumbledore stood up and said," Ah, Mr. Black, I was hoping you'd get here soon, otherwise your young godson here would have killed Mr. Pettigrew himself." At this, Harry looked up and said nothing, just stood up, and gave his godfather a hug. At this, Wormtail took a chance at escape and Harry, now filled with desperation at losing another chance at capturing Wormtail to clear his godfather's name, took off after the man with an unbelievable speed for any man. The filthy rat turned into a rat and scampered away from Harry. Harry, still half blinded by thoughts, turned into a cat and routed out the rat in a second and pounced full power, trapping the rat and transforming into a human again with the rat in his hand.
When his godson had suddenly turned into a cat, Sirius stared; the turn of events in his mind was almost too much to handle. First of all, his godson, who he hadn't exchanged a single owl with all summer except for when he sent the camera as a birthday present, now looked like Hercules, but much more handsomer. In fact, he looked just like James Potter did when he was in a craze about working out for the sake of Lily. Instead, his godson was even more lean and sinewy than even his father at any time was. If Sirius had any memory at all of James Potter, then it was that he was the guy in Hogwarts that every other guy envied for his body and quidditch skills and so many other good qualities that the girls seem to love so much. In fact, Harry Potter was turning out to be all of that and a lot more, he would have certainly made his father proud. Tuning back into reality though, Sirius saw a dangerous looking Harry turn his hand onto Wormtail and a bleu beam of energy shot out from it and hit Wormtail. This had a desirable effect on the little rat as he turned involuntarily back into the man that he was. Harry then turned him over to Dumbledore for a second and went over to the fireplace where he called into it and put some purple stuff from his pocket into it. Then, a second later, out of the blue they were in a ministry courthouse with a confused looking crowd and judge looking on to the trial. Harry, seeing as no one else was going to say anything, stepped on to the podium and stated to speak. He said," People! This courtroom is here in session because of me and I apologize for any inconvenience that this might of caused you, but we're here to acknowledge a falsely proven guilty man to be innocent. This man here is Sirius Black, and all the evidence I need is in my hand." Here, he showed the trembling Pettigrew to the astonished and quite frankly confused crowd. He then continued admist loud whispers," This innocent man was staged and falsely guilty of a crime he did not commit. I ask all you people to look upon this case with justice on the seriousness of it, not the people who's in it. This I ask for in my name, that includes you Minister Fudge, I hope that the jury will take its time and correspond the evidence." With that, Harry jumped down and sat at one of the empty seats available to wait for the verdict. The jury talked admist themselves and questioned Pettigrew with truth potion, at the end, the vote was unanimous, and Sirius Black was indeed innocent. To repay him for 12 years in Azkaban, Fudge gave him 10 000 galleons for every year spent there, a new and quite large house, a place on the front page of every newspaper that says he's innocent, and full custody of Harry until he's 18.
Happily, Harry Sirius and Dumbledore went back to Hogwarts that afternoon with broad grins on their faces. After they got back, the issue of who was going to be the new DADA teacher rose up again and Dumbledore got on a thoughtful expression and said," Well, if it's not too much trouble, why don't you be the new DADA teacher, Sirius? I mean this would be a great opportunity for you to teach the students about Azkaban and you'd have lots of time with Harry. You can also co-teach the magical and muggle physical defense classes with professor Enigma, I heard you had plenty of experience doing that when you were on the run, but I expect a student of yours will give you a surprise though. I'll give you a clue; you have him tomorrow, in the morning. Harry grinned, thinking that this was probably he Dumbledore was talking about and he asked him, using the telepathy that he had discovered they both had. The answer of course was yes and Harry excused himself to go bed.
Later that night, Harry wanted to exercise more so he tried to talk to Dumbledore using telepathy. He thought, 'Albus, Albus, are you there? I need to talk to you.' Dumbledore answered, 'Yes Harry? What is it?' Harry thought back, 'Well you see, since tomorrow is DADA and physical DADA, I think I'm out of practice with the weapons and my fighting combats. I was wondering, just for this last time for you and me alone, could you work with me for about a month? I was hoping to tell Sirius after tomorrow about my powers and I wanted to train with you a last time alone, it was special to me to have at least someone there. I wish you'd accept.' Dumbledore smiled and thought, 'Of course Harry, of course.'
So, the two got ready and went down to the exercise dome and Harry trained with Dumbledore his magic, physical combat, weapon combat, plus everything else that he felt he needed to train, and made his already involuntary sinewy body of rock hard muscles even more tough. Now Harry felt confident of himself, and he had a right to be, he was a slender, sinewy, lean, fighting machine. The final day that they were to train here, Harry took Dumbledore from their training and said to him," Albus, I mean it with all my heart when I say that you're truly part of my family, no matter what the blood lines are. For I care, you are my Grandfather, and I'm proud to say it. Now I'm going to show you what I have learned with you in an exhibition." Harry first off went to the track and ran faster than a bicycle could have rode for about 10 minutes and then stopped, he was hardly breathing irregularly. Next, he took all his weapons and put them on all at once and used them all without a hitch in a row with the skill an expert in that weapon would have taken all his life to learn and then to use. He had also switched weapons from time to time while he was fighting the training opponent, and they all switched smoothly and didn't slow Harry down a bit. The next part of his demonstration was physical combat without weapons. He fought against the opponent with moves that amazed even Dumbledore himself. He did back flips and somersaults and a million different kicks and punches and combinations of both. He sometimes even leapt into the air over his opponent in a flip or just jumps and baffled the computer by suddenly being behind them. It was a really great fight. Finally, Harry got to part of his show that was magic, he moved them to the magical dome that he trains in magically, and allowed Dumbledore to set up in the viewing shield that he had spelled for protection. He then started with normal dueling against an opponent that was one of the hardest the trunk had to offer, and trust me, the fight was grueling. Harry was so well trained in dueling by now that he had lightning reflexes in both body and mind. He also had decades worth of learning packed into his brain forever in just a summer, which included millions of spells, new and ancient, simple and extremely advanced. He shot spell after spell in an endless stream at the fake opponent while blocking all the spells that they were sending at him at the same time. So Harry was like two different people, one for offence and one for defense all mixed together. It was a wonder how he said all those spells at the same time. The truth was that Harry's mind was now so in tuned with his wand and just in particular, a wand, that he could just think about what spell he wanted to use and it would be cast. He also had control over this new power though, it wasn't just any spell he thought of that would be cast, no, Harry's mind was very organized and he had all the spells he wanted to cast into two rows. One was for saying and the other for thinking. He was also very strategic in how he wanted to duel, it depended on the opponent, what sort of dueler they are, and what type of duel it was. There are often two main types of duelers, one kind was the offensive type, these people liked to attack only, concentrating a small amount on their defense, but they keep moving. Another type is the defensive type, these people liked to just survive first and hold off the opponent, while they shot off small spells at them until they're sure they can escape the scene safely. Harry could very easily shift from one type to next unlike other people who almost can't change their strategy if their duel depended on it. Harry finished the duel successfully and watched as the simulation disappeared. Next, he had an opponent against him, but he had no wand and he could now only do wandless magic and nature magic. This, Harry felt, was easier than the other duel because this depended solely on what he wanted to happen, not what correct spell he had to use in each situation. It was also easier to defend himself because since spells are made of some sort of substance that gives them form, that means that he could just blow a spell off course with a gust of wind, or zap the spell with a bit of lightning. Offense was simple, as all he had to do was think of a beam of power with what its after effects would be and shoot it at the person. This allowed him to make up lots of new spells and not have to worry if what he was saying was the right spell. This duel lasted much shorter than the first one. Finally, he transported his now full grown creatures to the dome and used signals and voice commands like whistles to control his creatures simultaneously, but each creature still fought their own battle. In the end, Harry's creatures destroyed the simulation creatures and wizards without landing a scratch themselves. The show of skills in all was fantastic, especially by Harry himself. He was simply superb in his demonstration and he thanked Dumbledore once again and he went away from his trunk to sleep for the rest of the night.
Hey again, It's me PotterMania22, well who else would it be? All right, here's the third chapter, now I have a slight problem, see, I have a lot of this story already typed out so I'm just feeding you with bits and pieces. Now would you prefer me posting all of that now, or keep on going with these chapters. If I post it all, then it would mean more waiting time for the next chapter, but if I don't the chapters will be more consistent. Tell me what you think. Thank yous will be in the next chapter. Chow