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Chapter 3
Harry looked out over the gym, watching with approval as Sirius whirled and kicked, Severus blocked instantly and dropped low, lashing out at Sirius's feet, Sirius leaped and landed a glancing blow to Severus's jaw, Severus kicked him in the shoulder Sirius reeled off balance.
"Balance Sirius, keep you feet moving, attack." Sirius did so instantly, lashing out with his left fist, as Severus leaned away his left leg hooked Severus's and yanked it out form under him, to stop the coming blow form Severus's left fist Sirius right came in at an angle as he leaned to his left, his right colliding with the right side of Severus's head, Severus went slamming hard to the floor, managing to roll as Harry had shown him, and regain his feet, only to be sent sprawling by a hard kick to the side.
Harry felt coils of air snake about his left arm and a wind blew his hair across his face so he couldn't see, he waited, air smashed at the front of his neck, seeking to make him bend his head back and go off balance. Harry mad ea quick gesture and called with his mind, there was an oomph! As Albus feel to his knees, the hard push to the back of his knees and blow to the gut, followed by a blast to the back of his head sent him flat.
"Nice try Albus, good trick with the hair, counter my move next time." He said as Albus struggled to his feet, the older man nodded, Harry paused for a moment. "You're getting dehydrated, get a drink and take a breather." Albus nodded and walked away, he'd shaved and cut his hair, it now hung down his back in a foot long white ponytail. The age seemed to have left him, he was old, but it didn't show nearly as much, the effect of his Elemental powers. He was not old for a 1st class elemental warrior; nonetheless he was elderly and didn't quite have the stamina of the others. And they'd been at this all day.
Harry had taken his apprentice back in time, it was the year 1922, and they were at the Palace in this time, training. Harry had found that the summer just wasn't long enough to train them as much as he wanted. They'd been back in this time for three months, yet he'd arranged it so only twenty- four hours would have passed in their time.
The three months of hard work showed, they had improved greatly in their abilities, and all other form of fighting. But they still couldn't keep this up much longer, he'd had them working strenuously since seven a.m. that morning, and it was nearly 4:00 p.m. All of his apprentices were scattered about the gym, all of them exhausted and covered in sweat. Harry checked the time and decided that enough was enough. Just then there was a shout form the other side of the room, Ginny was standing triumphantly, she'd finally beaten Cho at the staff fight they'd been having for the past hour or so.
"Alright everyone, enough!" Harry called out, with sighs of relief they all stopped what they were doing and began heading towards the locker rooms, Xenrose flew into the room and landed on his shoulder.
"Xenrose how are you girl?" he asked, stroking her lightly, she gave a whistle in response as he went back up to his tower. She spent a lot of time lately at Mt. Phoenix with the others of her kind, but she never stayed very long.
Harry paused in his room to watch one of his messenger birds, a white falcon, swoop down and in the window, an envelop in its claws. The bird landed on the back of a chair and held out the envelope.
The white falcon was the official messenger bird of the War Mages, a special breed of falcon, not albino, for its eyes were black and an albino's are red. They were large birds, and tough fighters, much more difficult to intercept than owls, and they could be endowed with magical abilities if needed. Harry glanced at the envelope and noted the Royal seal of the Elf King.
"Albus," Harry said, Albus turned and looked at him, pausing to let Harry catch up as they walked to dinner. "This arrived for you," he said, handing the headmaster the letter. Albus waited until they were seated to open it.
"The elf king has excepted our idea, we'll choose just before Halloween and leave two days after, and arrive in their lands that Saturday.a two day overland journey. No they don't need horses, some training would be welcome, he wants only our best, I agree, sixteen of them." He said when he had finished, so softly that only Sirius, Severus, and Harry heard. He needn't have bothered with that, Harry had made sure the others wouldn't hear.
"Very well, this will be an interesting experience."
"The wizarding world will be watching the whole thing Harry." Sirius pointed out.
"No they won't, they'll have a list of the students involved, and nothing else until we return, we'll leave on November 2nd, the first group will arrive back on the 24th. The second group will leave on the 27th and return on the 21st of December?" Harry asked Albus, who nodded in reply as he looked over the rest of the letter then tucked it away in a pocket.
"I'll take over teaching the Dueling Class until you return." Sirius offered, "I can disguise myself well enough."
"You'll have them write a weekly report won't you?" He asked Harry.
"Yes of course, and no other letters." Harry added, feeding Xenrose some lemon slices, her favorite food.
"This is going to cause a huge commotion with the students, not to mention the school governors and Ministry." Albus said, he looked like he would enjoy seeing their reactions. Harry removed the silencing spell so the others could hear.
"Yes, you'll need to get back to Hogwarts soon, there's two and a half weeks until term starts. You're tracking across the mountains tomorrow; we'll head back to our own time at six. I'll take the students home, for them it has been four months, three weeks for their parents. I'll be back at Hogwarts two day before term starts to work on the defenses, I still can't figure out why they're not working." Harry said with frustration, the students, who had been listening since the silencing spell had been removed, began to talk excitedly about going home.
"When you get back say nothing to anyone, even your best friends, about your training here and your abilities. When you graduate form Hogwarts you'll have the choice of telling everyone, but for now keep it secret. When the new school year starts I'll set up a schedule to continue training. Needless to say I expect all of you to put a lot of effort into your Dueling Class." Harry and Albus had agreed to make it a class and not a club; everyone was required to take it for their first two years at school, after that it was an elective. Without Divination, Herbology, and History his schedule was much looser, he was taking his Potions, and Astronomy with the seventh years, the only classes he had with the other sixth years were Care of Magical Creatures, Transfiguration, and Charms. He planned on taking his Potions NEWTs around Christmas and perhaps his Charms as well.
*** Xenrose whistling loudly in his ear awakened Severus the next morning.
"Blasted bird shut up!" He snarled, Xenrose pecked his arm, "ouch!" Xenrose grabbed the edge of the blankets in her beak and dragged them off him. "What the heck?" He stopped seeing the clock, it was 5:20 a.m. "oh, time to go then?" He asked, Xenrose nodded and trilled. "It's not even five thirty, your master might not require any sleep but others do!" Xenrose blinked at him and whistled shrilly. "Alright, tell him I'll be at the stables in five minutes." Xenrose flew out the window and into the pre-dawn air, leaving a grumbling water wizard behind her.
When Severus arrived at the stables Shelia yowled at him form her perch on top of the thick door frame. Harry emerged in a few seconds, Xenrose on his shoulder.
"Good morning, the horses are around the back." Severus didn't reply, he simply stalked off around the stables, Harry paused to reach up an arm, which Shelia climbed down, Harry put her on the ground and gave her a slight push towards the stables.
"If you don't mind Shelia, the mouse population is getting out of control in there." He said softly to the cat before going to join Severus.
"Tell me Harry do you ever sleep? It's not even six a.m.!" An infuriated Severus asked as they mounted and rode out across the meadow.
"Yes, but I spent all last night caring for an injured unicorn, we're taking the North Pass." Harry replied and took off at a gallop up the trail to the North Pass. This was the one that went to Mt. Phoenix, it was the highest pass and so snow covered in the winter it was almost impassable.
They rode up the high pass, the air was crisp and cool, when they reached the top of the pass, mountains rising steeply on both sides, it was almost sunrise.
"Look east," Harry told Severus, the other turned, just in time to see the spectacular sight of the sun rising over the valley, the Golden Forest glowing, the lake glittering, the light making the Palace seem to glow and gleam.
"Very nice, where does the tracking start? Heron?" He looked around, but the other had vanished, "Heron? Heron!?" There was only silence, Severus looked about, then spotted the trail leading through the grass, apparently his tracking test did start here. "Come on Leopard, we'd best get going." He said, patting the dark spotted shoulder of his horse. Leopard tossed his head and they started off at a slow canter.
About thirty feet above Severus, on a rock ledge against the steep mountainside Harry watched them start off. He was lying on his belly looking over the ledge, Diablo stood back a ways just under a small overhang, so he wouldn't be seen. As Severus and Leopard move doff Harry rose and mounted Diablo, watching them go.
As they reached a bend in the pass Severus looked back, he could still see through the pass to where it dropped off suddenly into the valley, thirty feet up the right mountain was a small ledge, and on it he could see the outline of a horse and rider. The rider's long cloak waving in the breeze, the horse's mane a tail stirring in the breeze, the riders hair shifting. Wit the sun behind the horse and rider he couldn't see more than their outline, then the rider raised a hand and waved, then dropped the hand and the two started down the mountain, long cloak flapping.
"That's where he was hiding, I'll have to remember that place, lets go."
Harry rubbed Diablo's shoulder and dragged his fingers through the horses' mane.
"In forty-five minutes we'll send Albus out, then Sirius, then Neville, Severus should arrive back around 2:00. Want to go for a run?" Diablo snorted and pawed the ground, Harry smiled and signaled him to start heading down, maybe they'd go chase the elk by the lake.
** "Avada Kedavra!" Harry whirled, at the other end of the alley someone fell, dead. *What luck, the day I go to Diagon Alley so do the death eaters, lucky for these people at least, maybe not for me. *
"Frevil!" He shouted, reaching out with his staff, the caster of the curse jerked oddly as he was frozen into a block of ice. It wouldn't harm him, but he'd be awfully cold when he woke. "Crucio!" Harry slapped the spell from the air with his hand. Three years of Glaz'rahan training had taught him to fight that curse well, their masters had used it on them often. He spotted two death eaters advanced on a group of witches and wizards.
"Estevar erya ril!" There was a flash of light, and then all three were on the ground, in comas, "Istafar!" Another group o death eaters found their robes and hair on fire. People were running everywhere and screaming in terror. "Canes!" Harry shouted, sweeping one hand out towards a death eater, who screamed as horrible burns appeared all over his arms.
Aurors were fighting furiously, Harry joined in, not saying a word, simply lashing out with his staff, he wasn't about to use his other powers with so many people about. His spells picked up four death eaters and sent them flying about, shaking them and crashing them everywhere, like a mastiff with a kitten. Another spell knocked two into comas.
"Avada Kedavra!" The killing curse leaped from the leading death eater's wand at a helpless auror, his legs chained together, Harry leaped in front of him without pausing to think. He held his staff horizontal, lying across his thumbs, his hands spread wide, the curse hit.
There was a flash of light and everyone fuel the ripple of magic through the air, green flames blazed in Harry's palms, then he made a sudden movement, jerking his hands about and snapping his staff down towards the death eaters. The earth shook as the killing curse rolled down the staff and into the ground, the earth heaved. Huge stone blocks form the rode and a ton of dirt slammed the death eaters to the ground.
"Aranak sahai!" He roared, slamming his staff into the ground, the spell rippled outward like a tidal wave, sending death eater flying everywhere, slamming them into the ground so hard many had bones broken, he breath slammed out of them by the immense pressure.
The spell stopped, the aurors reeled for a moment, trying to absorb what they had just witnessed, then ran forwards to stun the death eater and get their wands. But as they reached them a soft chant began somewhere, then with a flash of black flames many of the death eaters vanished. Harry's counter spell was all that kept Voldemort's spell form taking all of them.
The aurors went about their work, Harry turned to the auror he'd saved.
"Are you okay Mr..?"
"Chang, Gary Chang, thank you Harry I owe you my life." Harry nodded and helped Cho's older brother to his feet. "Or perhaps I should say, Lord Phoenix." He added very softly, Harry gave him a level look that told him not to call him that, then a small smile.
"You're welcome." He replied, then turned to the man who hurried up to them, "hurried" being as fast as his wooden leg could allow.
"Mr. Potter?"
"Yes," Harry asked, smiling at Alastor Moody.
"That, was.probably the most amazing thing I've ever seen. What type of magic was that?" Harry noted Gary listening closely.
"That? Some magic I learned.a thousand years ago. I believe it is related to the War Mage magics, or as close as anyone has come to copying them. Who was killed?" He added, seeing medi wizards lifting a covered body into the air.
"Arabella Figg, Ariel, her sister has been badly injured herself. I'd better be going, nice meeting you Mr. Potter." He left, Gary went with him, and Harry left Diagon Alley. The reporters were arriving, and he had no wish to meet with them, not after what had happened two days before.
It was only two weeks until term started, and two days ago, the day after he arrived back in this time with his apprentices, Harry had released his book The Ways.
It had created.a sensation to put it mildly. The Daily Prophet had run a two-page article on him, the Keeper of the Ways (as revealed in his book, and on the cover, which read: The Ways By the Keeper of the Ways, Harry Potter.) He had given the full story of the Ways with excellent descriptions, and two chapters on his jobs as Keeper of the Ways, nothing too detailed there. The article had been front page with a large picture of him, staff in hand, dressed in long dark green and gold robes. Harry could never remember posing for that picture, nor any, but he didn't bother to ask where the heck they'd gotten it, or had it created.
It had named him the leading historian on the planet and asked for him to publish a few books on world history, ones that were sure to be completely true. Harry was only to wiling to comply and was working on the books now.
He'd written the book The Ways in a small house he owned in the year 1894, since he'd been unable to find the time to do so in this time. It was there he'd written the small journal currently in Voldemort's possession. He only had another four years, or a little less, left to live. But he was going to use those years, he'd spent, in all since his return to this time, one year and four month back in the Ways, and it took nothing away from the time he had left in this time.
Harry called up a teleportation spell, a few minutes later he appeared on the grounds, just outside the front door of Hogwarts, teleportation was very difficult, but Cleatris had created a new way of doing it so it was easier, but no one besides Godric, Harry, and Cleatris had been able to understand how to do it. Still it was tiring, but under the circumstances it was best that Albus heard about the attack soon, he was going to need to find a new defense teacher since Arabella was dead.
"Albus," he said as he entered the headmaster's office, Albus looked up at him. "There was an attack in Diagon Alley, Arabella.she's been killed, by the killing curse, no one else was killed."
"Oh.oh my." Albus whispered, a sort of weary tiredness coming over him, he'd used a hair growth potion to return his hair and beard to their usual state, but that didn't entirely disguise the fact that he looked about three decades younger.
"I' sorry Albus, I was on the other end of the Alley." Harry said softly, "Ariel is in the hospital, but she'll live." Harry added, adding true sorrow to his voice, but having seen so many of his friends die.death no longer had the same visible outward effect it had. Inwardly it still hurt, perhaps even worse than before, but his ability to show outward emotion had lessened greatly with his lone return to this time. Albus nodded slowly, looking tired.
"Thank you for telling me Harry, will you be staying at Hogwarts?"
"Not now, I have havoc to wreck, death eater to tear apart, I'll be back two days early though, I would like the chance to work on the castles enchantments with less people alone.but I still can't figure them out. Goodbye." He left the castle, Xenrose was waiting outside, Diablo was in the Valley. Xenrose raised her wings and burst into flames, the flames making her easily three times her original size, plenty big enough to ride. Harry knelt on her back, on knee on each side of her backbone, a spell made him weight almost nothing at all. And on his flaming Phoenix he flew off, he had a meeting with Voldemort and the death eaters, if only he could find their new base.
And off he goes to kill. Please review. I promise to update soon! I've updated the High K'haril dictionary with a new section of spells and some new words.
Chapter 3
Harry looked out over the gym, watching with approval as Sirius whirled and kicked, Severus blocked instantly and dropped low, lashing out at Sirius's feet, Sirius leaped and landed a glancing blow to Severus's jaw, Severus kicked him in the shoulder Sirius reeled off balance.
"Balance Sirius, keep you feet moving, attack." Sirius did so instantly, lashing out with his left fist, as Severus leaned away his left leg hooked Severus's and yanked it out form under him, to stop the coming blow form Severus's left fist Sirius right came in at an angle as he leaned to his left, his right colliding with the right side of Severus's head, Severus went slamming hard to the floor, managing to roll as Harry had shown him, and regain his feet, only to be sent sprawling by a hard kick to the side.
Harry felt coils of air snake about his left arm and a wind blew his hair across his face so he couldn't see, he waited, air smashed at the front of his neck, seeking to make him bend his head back and go off balance. Harry mad ea quick gesture and called with his mind, there was an oomph! As Albus feel to his knees, the hard push to the back of his knees and blow to the gut, followed by a blast to the back of his head sent him flat.
"Nice try Albus, good trick with the hair, counter my move next time." He said as Albus struggled to his feet, the older man nodded, Harry paused for a moment. "You're getting dehydrated, get a drink and take a breather." Albus nodded and walked away, he'd shaved and cut his hair, it now hung down his back in a foot long white ponytail. The age seemed to have left him, he was old, but it didn't show nearly as much, the effect of his Elemental powers. He was not old for a 1st class elemental warrior; nonetheless he was elderly and didn't quite have the stamina of the others. And they'd been at this all day.
Harry had taken his apprentice back in time, it was the year 1922, and they were at the Palace in this time, training. Harry had found that the summer just wasn't long enough to train them as much as he wanted. They'd been back in this time for three months, yet he'd arranged it so only twenty- four hours would have passed in their time.
The three months of hard work showed, they had improved greatly in their abilities, and all other form of fighting. But they still couldn't keep this up much longer, he'd had them working strenuously since seven a.m. that morning, and it was nearly 4:00 p.m. All of his apprentices were scattered about the gym, all of them exhausted and covered in sweat. Harry checked the time and decided that enough was enough. Just then there was a shout form the other side of the room, Ginny was standing triumphantly, she'd finally beaten Cho at the staff fight they'd been having for the past hour or so.
"Alright everyone, enough!" Harry called out, with sighs of relief they all stopped what they were doing and began heading towards the locker rooms, Xenrose flew into the room and landed on his shoulder.
"Xenrose how are you girl?" he asked, stroking her lightly, she gave a whistle in response as he went back up to his tower. She spent a lot of time lately at Mt. Phoenix with the others of her kind, but she never stayed very long.
Harry paused in his room to watch one of his messenger birds, a white falcon, swoop down and in the window, an envelop in its claws. The bird landed on the back of a chair and held out the envelope.
The white falcon was the official messenger bird of the War Mages, a special breed of falcon, not albino, for its eyes were black and an albino's are red. They were large birds, and tough fighters, much more difficult to intercept than owls, and they could be endowed with magical abilities if needed. Harry glanced at the envelope and noted the Royal seal of the Elf King.
"Albus," Harry said, Albus turned and looked at him, pausing to let Harry catch up as they walked to dinner. "This arrived for you," he said, handing the headmaster the letter. Albus waited until they were seated to open it.
"The elf king has excepted our idea, we'll choose just before Halloween and leave two days after, and arrive in their lands that Saturday.a two day overland journey. No they don't need horses, some training would be welcome, he wants only our best, I agree, sixteen of them." He said when he had finished, so softly that only Sirius, Severus, and Harry heard. He needn't have bothered with that, Harry had made sure the others wouldn't hear.
"Very well, this will be an interesting experience."
"The wizarding world will be watching the whole thing Harry." Sirius pointed out.
"No they won't, they'll have a list of the students involved, and nothing else until we return, we'll leave on November 2nd, the first group will arrive back on the 24th. The second group will leave on the 27th and return on the 21st of December?" Harry asked Albus, who nodded in reply as he looked over the rest of the letter then tucked it away in a pocket.
"I'll take over teaching the Dueling Class until you return." Sirius offered, "I can disguise myself well enough."
"You'll have them write a weekly report won't you?" He asked Harry.
"Yes of course, and no other letters." Harry added, feeding Xenrose some lemon slices, her favorite food.
"This is going to cause a huge commotion with the students, not to mention the school governors and Ministry." Albus said, he looked like he would enjoy seeing their reactions. Harry removed the silencing spell so the others could hear.
"Yes, you'll need to get back to Hogwarts soon, there's two and a half weeks until term starts. You're tracking across the mountains tomorrow; we'll head back to our own time at six. I'll take the students home, for them it has been four months, three weeks for their parents. I'll be back at Hogwarts two day before term starts to work on the defenses, I still can't figure out why they're not working." Harry said with frustration, the students, who had been listening since the silencing spell had been removed, began to talk excitedly about going home.
"When you get back say nothing to anyone, even your best friends, about your training here and your abilities. When you graduate form Hogwarts you'll have the choice of telling everyone, but for now keep it secret. When the new school year starts I'll set up a schedule to continue training. Needless to say I expect all of you to put a lot of effort into your Dueling Class." Harry and Albus had agreed to make it a class and not a club; everyone was required to take it for their first two years at school, after that it was an elective. Without Divination, Herbology, and History his schedule was much looser, he was taking his Potions, and Astronomy with the seventh years, the only classes he had with the other sixth years were Care of Magical Creatures, Transfiguration, and Charms. He planned on taking his Potions NEWTs around Christmas and perhaps his Charms as well.
*** Xenrose whistling loudly in his ear awakened Severus the next morning.
"Blasted bird shut up!" He snarled, Xenrose pecked his arm, "ouch!" Xenrose grabbed the edge of the blankets in her beak and dragged them off him. "What the heck?" He stopped seeing the clock, it was 5:20 a.m. "oh, time to go then?" He asked, Xenrose nodded and trilled. "It's not even five thirty, your master might not require any sleep but others do!" Xenrose blinked at him and whistled shrilly. "Alright, tell him I'll be at the stables in five minutes." Xenrose flew out the window and into the pre-dawn air, leaving a grumbling water wizard behind her.
When Severus arrived at the stables Shelia yowled at him form her perch on top of the thick door frame. Harry emerged in a few seconds, Xenrose on his shoulder.
"Good morning, the horses are around the back." Severus didn't reply, he simply stalked off around the stables, Harry paused to reach up an arm, which Shelia climbed down, Harry put her on the ground and gave her a slight push towards the stables.
"If you don't mind Shelia, the mouse population is getting out of control in there." He said softly to the cat before going to join Severus.
"Tell me Harry do you ever sleep? It's not even six a.m.!" An infuriated Severus asked as they mounted and rode out across the meadow.
"Yes, but I spent all last night caring for an injured unicorn, we're taking the North Pass." Harry replied and took off at a gallop up the trail to the North Pass. This was the one that went to Mt. Phoenix, it was the highest pass and so snow covered in the winter it was almost impassable.
They rode up the high pass, the air was crisp and cool, when they reached the top of the pass, mountains rising steeply on both sides, it was almost sunrise.
"Look east," Harry told Severus, the other turned, just in time to see the spectacular sight of the sun rising over the valley, the Golden Forest glowing, the lake glittering, the light making the Palace seem to glow and gleam.
"Very nice, where does the tracking start? Heron?" He looked around, but the other had vanished, "Heron? Heron!?" There was only silence, Severus looked about, then spotted the trail leading through the grass, apparently his tracking test did start here. "Come on Leopard, we'd best get going." He said, patting the dark spotted shoulder of his horse. Leopard tossed his head and they started off at a slow canter.
About thirty feet above Severus, on a rock ledge against the steep mountainside Harry watched them start off. He was lying on his belly looking over the ledge, Diablo stood back a ways just under a small overhang, so he wouldn't be seen. As Severus and Leopard move doff Harry rose and mounted Diablo, watching them go.
As they reached a bend in the pass Severus looked back, he could still see through the pass to where it dropped off suddenly into the valley, thirty feet up the right mountain was a small ledge, and on it he could see the outline of a horse and rider. The rider's long cloak waving in the breeze, the horse's mane a tail stirring in the breeze, the riders hair shifting. Wit the sun behind the horse and rider he couldn't see more than their outline, then the rider raised a hand and waved, then dropped the hand and the two started down the mountain, long cloak flapping.
"That's where he was hiding, I'll have to remember that place, lets go."
Harry rubbed Diablo's shoulder and dragged his fingers through the horses' mane.
"In forty-five minutes we'll send Albus out, then Sirius, then Neville, Severus should arrive back around 2:00. Want to go for a run?" Diablo snorted and pawed the ground, Harry smiled and signaled him to start heading down, maybe they'd go chase the elk by the lake.
** "Avada Kedavra!" Harry whirled, at the other end of the alley someone fell, dead. *What luck, the day I go to Diagon Alley so do the death eaters, lucky for these people at least, maybe not for me. *
"Frevil!" He shouted, reaching out with his staff, the caster of the curse jerked oddly as he was frozen into a block of ice. It wouldn't harm him, but he'd be awfully cold when he woke. "Crucio!" Harry slapped the spell from the air with his hand. Three years of Glaz'rahan training had taught him to fight that curse well, their masters had used it on them often. He spotted two death eaters advanced on a group of witches and wizards.
"Estevar erya ril!" There was a flash of light, and then all three were on the ground, in comas, "Istafar!" Another group o death eaters found their robes and hair on fire. People were running everywhere and screaming in terror. "Canes!" Harry shouted, sweeping one hand out towards a death eater, who screamed as horrible burns appeared all over his arms.
Aurors were fighting furiously, Harry joined in, not saying a word, simply lashing out with his staff, he wasn't about to use his other powers with so many people about. His spells picked up four death eaters and sent them flying about, shaking them and crashing them everywhere, like a mastiff with a kitten. Another spell knocked two into comas.
"Avada Kedavra!" The killing curse leaped from the leading death eater's wand at a helpless auror, his legs chained together, Harry leaped in front of him without pausing to think. He held his staff horizontal, lying across his thumbs, his hands spread wide, the curse hit.
There was a flash of light and everyone fuel the ripple of magic through the air, green flames blazed in Harry's palms, then he made a sudden movement, jerking his hands about and snapping his staff down towards the death eaters. The earth shook as the killing curse rolled down the staff and into the ground, the earth heaved. Huge stone blocks form the rode and a ton of dirt slammed the death eaters to the ground.
"Aranak sahai!" He roared, slamming his staff into the ground, the spell rippled outward like a tidal wave, sending death eater flying everywhere, slamming them into the ground so hard many had bones broken, he breath slammed out of them by the immense pressure.
The spell stopped, the aurors reeled for a moment, trying to absorb what they had just witnessed, then ran forwards to stun the death eater and get their wands. But as they reached them a soft chant began somewhere, then with a flash of black flames many of the death eaters vanished. Harry's counter spell was all that kept Voldemort's spell form taking all of them.
The aurors went about their work, Harry turned to the auror he'd saved.
"Are you okay Mr..?"
"Chang, Gary Chang, thank you Harry I owe you my life." Harry nodded and helped Cho's older brother to his feet. "Or perhaps I should say, Lord Phoenix." He added very softly, Harry gave him a level look that told him not to call him that, then a small smile.
"You're welcome." He replied, then turned to the man who hurried up to them, "hurried" being as fast as his wooden leg could allow.
"Mr. Potter?"
"Yes," Harry asked, smiling at Alastor Moody.
"That, was.probably the most amazing thing I've ever seen. What type of magic was that?" Harry noted Gary listening closely.
"That? Some magic I learned.a thousand years ago. I believe it is related to the War Mage magics, or as close as anyone has come to copying them. Who was killed?" He added, seeing medi wizards lifting a covered body into the air.
"Arabella Figg, Ariel, her sister has been badly injured herself. I'd better be going, nice meeting you Mr. Potter." He left, Gary went with him, and Harry left Diagon Alley. The reporters were arriving, and he had no wish to meet with them, not after what had happened two days before.
It was only two weeks until term started, and two days ago, the day after he arrived back in this time with his apprentices, Harry had released his book The Ways.
It had created.a sensation to put it mildly. The Daily Prophet had run a two-page article on him, the Keeper of the Ways (as revealed in his book, and on the cover, which read: The Ways By the Keeper of the Ways, Harry Potter.) He had given the full story of the Ways with excellent descriptions, and two chapters on his jobs as Keeper of the Ways, nothing too detailed there. The article had been front page with a large picture of him, staff in hand, dressed in long dark green and gold robes. Harry could never remember posing for that picture, nor any, but he didn't bother to ask where the heck they'd gotten it, or had it created.
It had named him the leading historian on the planet and asked for him to publish a few books on world history, ones that were sure to be completely true. Harry was only to wiling to comply and was working on the books now.
He'd written the book The Ways in a small house he owned in the year 1894, since he'd been unable to find the time to do so in this time. It was there he'd written the small journal currently in Voldemort's possession. He only had another four years, or a little less, left to live. But he was going to use those years, he'd spent, in all since his return to this time, one year and four month back in the Ways, and it took nothing away from the time he had left in this time.
Harry called up a teleportation spell, a few minutes later he appeared on the grounds, just outside the front door of Hogwarts, teleportation was very difficult, but Cleatris had created a new way of doing it so it was easier, but no one besides Godric, Harry, and Cleatris had been able to understand how to do it. Still it was tiring, but under the circumstances it was best that Albus heard about the attack soon, he was going to need to find a new defense teacher since Arabella was dead.
"Albus," he said as he entered the headmaster's office, Albus looked up at him. "There was an attack in Diagon Alley, Arabella.she's been killed, by the killing curse, no one else was killed."
"Oh.oh my." Albus whispered, a sort of weary tiredness coming over him, he'd used a hair growth potion to return his hair and beard to their usual state, but that didn't entirely disguise the fact that he looked about three decades younger.
"I' sorry Albus, I was on the other end of the Alley." Harry said softly, "Ariel is in the hospital, but she'll live." Harry added, adding true sorrow to his voice, but having seen so many of his friends die.death no longer had the same visible outward effect it had. Inwardly it still hurt, perhaps even worse than before, but his ability to show outward emotion had lessened greatly with his lone return to this time. Albus nodded slowly, looking tired.
"Thank you for telling me Harry, will you be staying at Hogwarts?"
"Not now, I have havoc to wreck, death eater to tear apart, I'll be back two days early though, I would like the chance to work on the castles enchantments with less people alone.but I still can't figure them out. Goodbye." He left the castle, Xenrose was waiting outside, Diablo was in the Valley. Xenrose raised her wings and burst into flames, the flames making her easily three times her original size, plenty big enough to ride. Harry knelt on her back, on knee on each side of her backbone, a spell made him weight almost nothing at all. And on his flaming Phoenix he flew off, he had a meeting with Voldemort and the death eaters, if only he could find their new base.
And off he goes to kill. Please review. I promise to update soon! I've updated the High K'haril dictionary with a new section of spells and some new words.