Harry Potter and The Guild Of Avada

by Elderron Emerindyl

Harry Potter is expelled from Hogwarts when he internationally disgraces Severus Snape. Dumbldore whom is no longer the headmaster at Hogwarts uses his links through powerful wizards to find Harry a Place in an overseas school where he'll be safe from Vol

7. Harry Potter and The Guild of Avada Cont

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Friend or Foe

Harry understood why Brydie was so unhappy about the end of summer; the very first day of autumn had brought in a breeze that gave people Goosebumps on their Goosebumps. Almost immediately the ground went dry and cold, the grass turned a strange orange green colour and even disappeared in patches where there was once thick lush green lawn. The trees all began to turn into fiery reds, oranges, yellows, coppers, and browns of all shades, and all of the birds in the area seemed to grow fewer each day until at last, when autumn had been in full swing for two weeks, the birds had completely vanished.
Thoughts were on sweets as the comforting smell of chocolate was wafted through the manor by the breeze that managed to slip through the cracks in the ancient stonework, and bring the smells up from the kitchen. The teachers had some how managed to keep very serious faces when denying the fact that the elves were working non-stop trying to make enough Easter eggs for the entire school. "Even if they are making Easter eggs for all of us, I don't think it would be a good idea to eat any of them," Mezentius was warning Harry and Brydie crisp Autumn morning at breakfast, "For all we know, the Guild of Avada are pushing ConDoin to find the anti-Avada spell and so he could have all these eggs commissioned to be filled with sleeping draught," "To knock us out so they can search, the nasty buggers." Brydie spoke heated up, missing her mouth with her juice and spilling it down the front of her shirt, "Ouch, cold." "But why do they continue to make them, surely they'd have enough filled with enough draught to knock us out, I've used sleeping draught before, you don't need much." Harry told them as he watched Brydie pulling the strangest faces while she started mopping herself up with napkins, "But what if we're jumping to conclusions - I mean, well if they wanted students out of the way then why haven't they told us no ones allowed to stay here during the holidays?" "Well they wouldn't, would they, not with Lord Emerindyl coming for a visit," once again as usual Hyperion had walked in on a conversation at the perfect point for him to tell Harry something very useful. "What?" Harry asked wondering if this meant the letter that he and Brydie sent to Elwyn had persuaded him to come for a visit, "I reckon he's checking up on ConDoin, how funny is that, Professor ConDoin makes Headmaster and Lord Emerindyl still keeps an eye on him," Hyperion laughed, Mezentius must have decided at this point with Hyperion at the table that their conversation was over as he nodded to Harry and Brydie before vacating back to the Ameraid table. It turned out this was a good idea, as mere moments later; Professor ConDoin entered the Golden Hall via the teacher's entrance behind their dining table upon the stage at the head of the hall.
Today Harry noticed Professor ConDoin had an addition to his latest trend of wearing purple. He was still wearing the flowing purple cloak, ad around his neck hung the amethyst amulet, but in his left ear hung an amethyst earring, it was gold and Harry couldn't see it from where he sat, but the stone had something of a mist inside it, which swirled within the stone like a brewing thunderstorm.
Looking across to Mezentius, Harry thought he would see Mezentius glaring at Professor ConDoin; this was most definitely another piece of Amberly Ameraid's jewellery that Professor ConDoin was withholding from the Fumbleknot's. But when he did look at Mezentius, his face contorted into the same expression Mezentius was wearing; shock.
Harry thought about this all the way to Divination, Mezentius had not used the usual sour face he used when he looked at Professor ConDoin; he looked utterly shocked, had this been a new piece of jewellery Professor ConDoin had acquired that Mezentius never knew about?

As if it had been scheduled the very next thing Harry did that day brought shock and confusion running through his mind; he had arrived for Divination to find the door locked. This, he thought, was odd considering in the last nine months at this school this had been the first locked door he had come across, he had never realised it before, but now faced with a locked door it seemed almost obvious,
He raised his wand to the door and tried an unlocking charm but it didn't work, this too was strange. Why would a door, a classroom door no less, be locked during class time with a charm more powerful then alohomora?
He looked up and down the corridors wondering if he might spy a teacher that could give him answers, but upon turning to look at the door once more his heart dropped; there was smoke coming through the bottom of the door between the floor. Harry knocked on the door, but could hear nothing inside, "Hello?" he called through the door as he started banging on the door with his fist, "Hello!" he called again, now taking un up to the door and slamming it with his arm, not a good idea, it hurt him quite a bit,
He backed of one last time looking up and down the corridor he found a suit of armour holding a battleaxe. He took it down knocking the suit of armour to the ground; he raised the axe high above his hand and brought it flying down, "Well if I had have known you wanted to see Professor Ngera that badly I would have rescheduled our appointment?" came a voice that turned Harry's mind cold, "Professor Emerindyl?" Harry spoke looking up at the tall slim man in green and gold robes, his hair was tied tightly to the back of his head in a pony tail and his face was clean shaven, he looked as if he were in his 20's. "Just Elwyn Harry," the face of Elwyn Emerindyl smiled down upon Harry, "I thought there was fire in there," Harry spoke pointing to the smoke that shrouded the floor, "Oh? I don't think there is anything in there making smoke, Harry?" Elwyn spoke as he walked back into the classroom, Professor Ngera was placing back to large mugs on the drainer beside the copper sink that sat beneath it, and Harry could see the kettles were all boiling and a pleasant steam was spewing from their spouts, "You're a little early for class aren't you, Harry?" Elwyn spoke looking down at Harry and his bag, which was resting over his right arm, "No, we started class about ten minutes ago, Prof. Elwyn," Harry spoke to him looking across to Professor Ngera, who wasn't looking at them, "Is that so?" Elwyn spoke looking at Harry, "Oh well things will change I guess, its inevitable,"

Harry said nothing to this merely smiling and tottering on the spot waiting for Elwyn to say something else, "Well," he spoke in a final tone, "Its time I get going, you don't want to miss any valuable learning time, especially where Divination is involved, fascinating subject, absolutely fascinating subject," Elwyn smiled as he gathered his things up again,
Harry's face went red when he saw the suit of armour scattered all over the floor in the corridor outside but with one quick 'Reparo' the suit of amour was back to normal battleaxe included, "I will speak with you later, Harry, thank you for our talk Dawn," and with one sweep he exited the classroom and closed the door behind him, Harry heard Elwyn humming all the way down the hall until he was out of earshot, "Good morning, Harry" Professor Ngera spoke as she wandered over to her desk and sat down behind it, Harry sat at his desk apprehensively, keeping his eyes on Professor Ngera as she moved back to her desk. Mezentius and Brydie argued many times about wether or not it was safe for Harry to be alone with Professor Ngera, but Harry had always come to the conclusion that Harry had always been safe alone with her before so it would be silly for things to change suddenly. "Ok Harry today we're going to be studying the concept of physiognomy, which is a belief that you can judge who someone is by their outer features, things like whether someone might be a nice person, or a thief, some witches and wizards believe they can tell a dark wizard by their physical features," as she spoke Harry watched how she conducted herself and decided that she was a great actress for by physical appearance she didn't look anything like a dark witch,

"Did she also tell you that it's a very imprecise branch of Divination, and well. seeing Divination itself is a very imprecise branch of magic, then. well. physiognomy must be worse." Mezentius was telling him after History of Magic on their way back to the Golden Hall for lunch, "Look, all I am saying is that we could be wrong, something is telling me we are off-track here, and besides, Professor Lumos seems too stupid to be a dark wizard," Harry spoke back as they walked, "Don't worry Mezentius, Harry's just in love with Professor Ngera, aren't ya Harry," Brydie nudged Harry and winked, Harry gave her a defeated look, "Look, you told me yourself. Tebo's are extraordinarily smart, I have been wrong before in this type of situation, we could be wrong," Harry kept to his guns, he didn't understand it, but from the moment he saw Elwyn leave the private meeting with Professor Ngera, he had the feeling that Professor Ngera was not a dark wizard and that something was severely wrong in their calculations. "Yes Harry, Tebo's are extraordinarily smart," Mezentius spoke stopping just before the double doors to the Golden Hall, "They now know that some students are onto them, don't you think it's a little strange that suddenly she goes and teaches you a subject that's not thought to be practical?" Mezentius spoke looking at Harry "Do not be fooled by what you see for on the outside, the inside might hold dark secrets," Harry and Mezentius locked eyes at this but there attention was soon taken by the sound of applauds in the Golden Hall, "Professor ConDoin changed back the time for beginning classes in the morning," Hyperion told them with a look of glee on his face when they finally entered the hall and made there way across to the Emerindyl table,, "More sleep for me," he grinned "Huh?" Brydie's face was contorted with confusion, however Brydie's expression of befuddlement was nothing compared to Mezentius; who looked more then shocked, almost horrified. "People are saying Lord Emerindyl told Professor ConDoin off when he found out about the change in class times," Hyperion laughed, "And which people are these? You?" Mezentius spoke looking at him unimpressed, Harry looked away from Hyperion and Mezentius' little argument and glance up towards the Professors table. Elwyn was sitting by Professor ConDoin in the chair Professor ConDoin used to sit in when he was the Deputy. It felt kind of odd seeing a red-robed Professor ConDoin in the Headmaster's throne like chair and a green-robed Elwyn sitting in the Deputy's chair. There was something about the entire scene that just seemed odd, and something else was out of line, something Harry couldn't quite put his finger on, "Well he lifted the rule about Ameraid's at other tables, so if your going to want to sit at my table, you'll have to be just a little bit nicer to me," Harry heard Hyperion say as he turned back and looked at him, Hyperion had been speaking to Mezentius, Mezentius didn't reply to this, merely turning away and walking to his own table, Brydie and Harry followed both flashing small grins at Hyperion,

After dinner all of the students headed slowly back to their dorms, no one was in an incredible hurry, the news of their being allowed extra sleep in the mornings; lifted most spirits. And Harry understood this meant that most people could turn in for sleep at a later time. "I'm not staying up," Mezentius told Harry and Brydie at their final meeting for the evening at the large double doors to the Golden Hall. Most people were still in the hall; talking and laughing at their tables. The Ruberagon's had all left the hall by now for bed, though Harry knew this was usual behaviour for them, even in times when sleep-ins were allowed. "Not me! We're having a party in the village mess-hall when we get back to Saphricorn Village," Brydie grinned opening her cloak to see wrapped food hidden in large pockets inside it, "Magically enhanced to fit anything I want it to," she winked at Harry's confusion and curiosity, "Saphricorn Village?" Harry wondered if this was something like the Emerindyl Lake or Ameraid Palace, or the Ruberagon Fortress, it had always been something that brought Harry into a sense of awe when he thought of how he'd seen three different dorms in three schools terms, where being at Hogwarts for four years, he'd only seen two dorms, one of which he spent less then an hour in, "I'll show you some time," Brydie smiled and winked at him before a wave of Saphricorn's came bustling out of the Golden Hall and once it had subsided, Brydie was gone, Mezentius was shaking his head with a smile, "Saphricorn's. use any reason to have a party, they will," Harry marvelled at how much fun Saphricorn's seemed to have on a daily basis, "I'm going to bed,, some of us still get up early," Mezentius looked again into the hall, this time Harry noticed many Ameraid's standing. No Emerindyl, besides Harry, had budged, "Night Harry," Mezentius spoke before he, too, was washed away with a wave of Ameraid's. Harry didn't really feel like returning to the Emerindyl table, he did like most of them, but generally stayed away from them these days, there were a few that spoiled it all for him, Hyperion being at the front of those that spoiled the house.
Harry was on his way back to Emerindyl lake when he heard raised voices coming from a nearby room, it sounded as if some of the Professors were having an argument, though it was whom they were arguing with that made Harry lean against the door with his ear pressed to it, "You are not allowed to be here," it was Professor ConDoin yelling, "Arutha calm yourself, before you give yourself a heart attack," Elwyn replied, Harry's mind started racing when he heard this, "If even one of the students are harmed while you are here." Professor ConDoin spoke again in an angry and venomous voice, "Arutha, I feel no need to harm any of these young people - I will be gone soon enough," Elwyn's voice came back and suddenly Harry felt cold sensation on the back of his head as his face fell, "Elwyn. he cant be." Harry whispered to himself, "Have you found it yet?" Elwyn spoke again and Harry pressed his ear hard against the door, "No, he wont give us a free run of the manor, we cant possibly find it with the allocated times he's given us," It was Professor Lumos speaking this time, he talked to often for Harry not to know his voice, "We could have gotten it by now, but no." Harry listened hard, it was all piecing together, though he didn't think he would be able to handle the feeling of betrayal. Elwyn was sided with the Tebo's. "Arutha, I don't think I need to explain to you the importance of finding this spell," Elwyn was speaking again, "The consequences, of your not co- operating in this could be very dire - not only for you, and your family, but if the spell is not found, every student in this school will die," Harry's eyes were opened wide, a cold feeling overtaking his entire body as his heart seemed to climb into his throat. "I know this - you've already told me this," Professor ConDoin was speaking in a defeated voice, "Then I think it is time for you to give our friends more time to search for the anti-Avada spell," Harry could tell Elwyn was finished at this, and footsteps told him Elwyn was heading for the door Harry was standing near,
Harry hopped into action immediately, jumping up the hallway a few feet, recovering his normal breathing and walking down the corridor casually so it seemed to Elwyn, when he did come out of the room, that Harry was only passing by. "Good evening Harry," Elwyn greeted Harry with his usual bright smile, his eyes twinkling reminiscent to that of Albus Dumbledore. Harry marvelled at how good an actor Elwyn was; he seemed almost not. evil. Harry of course couldn't have been as good a actor as when he replied to Elwyn, Elwyn stopped and looked at him, "Is something wrong, Harry?" Elwyn looked at Harry, Harry knew e would be ding what Mezentius did, and knew how some people felt about not having privacy around those who could read minds, "No," Harry replied back a little more hastily then he would have liked, "Just a little tired, good night sir," Harry continued up the corridor and onto the Emerindyl Lake Entrance,
* "Silence," Professor Condoin's voice rang out at the final dinner for the term. That night most of the students would be heading home for the two week Easter break and for some reason he had told everyone they had to stay for the last dinner before departure, much to most people's disgust as dinner didn't begin until eight o'clock that evening and classes had finished at six o'clock, "Silence" Professor ConDoin called again and this time the unsettled assembly fell quiet. "We're not even leaving for Easter, why should we have to hear this," Hyperion hissed in a low angry voice, "You're not going home for Easter break?" Brydie spoke to him from the Ameraid table, which was to the left of the Emerindyl table. "No," Hyperion told her with a look that said 'as-if', "My father told me it was better for me to stay here, so, that's what I'll be doing,"

"Maybe he just doesn't want to have to put up with him before July," Brydie joked, much to Harry's and Mezentius' amusement, "For someone who will be staying at Koalingo Manor for Easter, Miss Morris, I would expect that you would prefer not to not get off to a bad start when you'll be spending all of your holidays under my care," Professor ConDoin spoke and suddenly Harry couldn't help but notice everyone in the hall was now staring in their general direction, Brydie was looking murderously at Professor ConDoin singling her out, but said nothing, Harry was a little surprised at this seeing she was usually so outspoken though decided she must realise that Professor ConDoin was right, and she didn't need him on her bad side, not that he already wasn't. "The ministry of Magic has requested that I inform you all of the delicate situation that is at hand in the magical world beyond the manor walls - some of you will have been told by your parents already," Professor ConDoin spoke looking around, Harry too was looking around at people, seeing the befuddlement on their faces, "Though as I understand it, a great many more of your parents have chosen to deceive you, though the truth must be made knowledge to all, as it is believed by Lord Emerindyl; that you are all of age enough to make your own decisions upon where you would like to house yourselves these holidays," Many of the Ruberagon's now held looks of disgust on their faces, Harry could figure out what they must be thinking at this point, 'as if Professor ConDoin knew better then their parents' "As you would know from your last summer holidays; there was something of a threat to all of us whom dwell in the wizarding world of Australia, there were many attacks upon wizarding families and several very bold assaults upon ministry officials, which include myself and Lord Emerindyl," Professor ConDoin went on. Although Harry knew nothing about any attack against Professor ConDoin, Harry knew about the attack at Elwyn's home, but this news which he didn't really think all that disastrous; seemed to have a negative affect on all of the students. Everyone began talking as a loud murmur rang in Harry's ears, and judging by the things Harry was hearing them say, everyone was very worried.
Harry, had told Mezentius and Brydie about what he had heard Professor ConDoin, Elwyn and the other Professors talking about, that night when Elwyn had been at the Manor, Brydie had refused to believe it and hadn't spoken to Harry for several days, though she still hung around him and Mezentius. Mezentius though, believed everything Harry said, though Harry thought this must be because Mezentius had access to Harry's memory. "Wait a minute, no one told me they attacked Lord Emerindyl," Hyperion spoke, "This is bad," Iliana Velvetblossom, a young Saphricorn was looking alarmed, "Are we safe anywhere anymore." Rubin Hennessy, a first year Ameraid was looking lost and vulnerable. Harry looked across to the Ruberagon's to see their take on the entire situation; they looked defeated and scared. Harry hungered to tell them what a fraud Elwyn was, and that the attack on his home was most likely set up to cover his evil backside. "Silence," Professor ConDoin called again and the noise lowered to a quiet mumble, and then finally stopped completely, "I did not call you here to tell you something that happened three months ago - what the Ministry has asked me to inform you all about is this - the danger in Australia has escalated; The Guild of Avada are pulling out all the stops and have even attacked muggle officials, one of which has been the muggle leader of this country,"
Anyone who wasn't completely silent before was now not even breathing. "It is the belief of the Ministry, that you are all far safer within the walls of this school - some of you will not be permitted whether you wish to or not," Professor ConDoin looked Harry in the eyes when he said this before passing onto a few others, "But for the rest of you, only your decision can override your families, and we haven't the jurisdiction to keep you here if you wish not to," "But we strongly advise you to consider it," Professor McGonagall, who was now playing Deputy, spoke up, being one of the very few teachers that hadn't been replaced when Professor ConDoin decided to re-staff, she had been the only one suitable. "Yes, indeed we do," Professor ConDoin spoke, Harry couldn't help but notice how Professor Lumos didn't look all that annoyed about this news, surely, now with all the school being around for two weeks, having their free run of the castle, there would be no where the Tebo's could go to look for the anti-Avada spell without being caught. But no, Professor Lumos seemed, almost content. That evening, once the meeting was over, everyone returned to the dormitory's all deciding not to go home for the holidays. That evening over a thousand owls flew from the manor with notes for parents from the other students at the school, that they would not be going home for the holidays. Everyone seemed to think that they were perfectly safe within the school though, as most of them returned to their daily lives as though they knew nothing about the obvious turmoil the outside world was going through,
* The Easter celebrations began on the third day of the holidays and the entire scene was again cheery even though everyone seemed to be walking around in tightly-knit groups these days, some of the junior students had even taken to paying the older students to escort them places, as if they'd be attacked or something. Everyone seemed to suddenly suspect everyone else, as though the entire school was now on the prowl for the Tebo's. "This isn't right," Harry spoke to Mezentius one afternoon while they were walking through the manor just to keep themselves warm, the Autumn months were getting cooler, and the outdoors were almost completely out of the question, "Why would Professor ConDoin alert everyone if he knew it would have this reaction, surely with everyone in the school now watching everyone else suspiciously - the Tebo's are in danger of being discovered," "That's the brilliance of these Tebo's," Mezentius leant closer and whispered as one of the Professor's passed them, "No one suspects the Professor's - they're supposed to be the ones protecting us," Brydie had no comment to add to this discussion, she had almost completely fallen out of the loop since Harry had added Elwyn to their list of suspects. Though Mezentius reminded her many times the amount of evidence they had supporting Harry's theory. Harry decided that for the moment the best thing to do, to actually make it feel like he was having a holiday was for him to fall out of the loop as well. Mezentius seemed to understand this by the second day of the holidays, as he didn't once mention a thing about anything that was going on behind the scenes, though it was fairly funny to watch the other student's reactions. Harry, Brydie, and Mezentius had all gotten over the shock of the possibility of Tebo's being among them, but for everyone else, it was all just beginning. Harry's heart was high with news that Dumbledore had organised for Harry to have time to talk to Ron and Hermione via the fireplace network, which was just about as good as them actually being there. Of course as is the way of all things Harry wished would come sooner, this would not happen for a few days and by the end of the first day that he found out, it had already felt like he'd been waiting much longer then several hours. This meant that Harry had some time to burn; Divided over their thoughts as to whether or not Elwyn was a Tebo; Harry and Brydie were still not talking, and she was not quite as hospitable as she used to be. Hence the reason Harry and Mezentius ended up in the library. Not really being Harry's idea of an exciting way to pass time, Harry ended up sitting next to one of the tall windows looking out upon the cold school grounds. Reminiscent to something much like a ghost town; the area's surrounding the manor were leaf-ridden, with trees loosing their leaves to the point of looking somewhat like they had been plucked overnight. "That's what my Nan told me," Harry overheard a conversation coming from a table on the other side of the bookshelf near the window, "My Pop died just after my dad was born, killed by the Guild he was - damned Tebo was his best friend," "Who?" Came another voice, "That's low," came yet another, "Well I'm not supposed to say - you see, the Tebo was never caught, but we know who it was," came the first voice, "His daughter comes here - she's in the fifth grade," "Which one?" one of the other voices asked, and Harry was wondering the same thing, sitting deathly quiet as he listened, eager to ask them himself, though he didn't dare, "What her first name is I've never been told, but her last name, it's Morris," Harry's head seemed to explode at this news though the worse thing was how this fit, Brydie's parents were close friends with Elwyn, and Brydie had defended him, in fact, she had been the one that asked him to visit them. Was there some secret in this letter she sent, like a code. Harry shook his head; it was preposterous. 'Now way' he thought to himself. "Harry?" Harry looked up to see Mezentius looking at him; there were a few moments of silence before Mezentius spoke again, "No Harry, you can't possibly believe that?"

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
Chocolate Dragon Eggs

"Why not?" Harry spoke looking at Mezentius, "It fits, don't you think? She was there when Terry was murdered, when the manor was under attack that time we were practicing water Quidditch, Brydie came back early, she would have been here for the beginning of the attack, so how come she wasn't hurt?" "But she was with me when we were looking after the first years, Harry," Mezentius spoke, he seemed determined to prove Brydie's innocence, "Where was she before that?" Harry looked at him, "You don't know," Brydie's face appeared in the doorway of the library at this point, she was looking for someone, which turned out to be Mezentius when she walked towards them, "I'll see you later," Harry spoke to Mezentius the moment Brydie arrived, knowing Mezentius had been safe enough with Brydie all this time; she wasn't about to turn on him.
* "Ok, now you pour the chocolate into the moulds, be careful not to spill any of it, remember it is quite warm," Professor Lumos had gotten into the cheer of Easter and was teaching them all how to make their own Easter eggs. The size of dragon eggs, these solid chocolate were going to be sold at the Easter Concert which was to be held on Easter night, the proceeds were going to be given to families that had been affected by the Avada attacks. "Why cant we just buy eggs from Koaltumut and sell them here for a higher price?" Hyperion moaned as he poured his chocolate; following Professor Lumos' instructions, "Mr Douglas, you know your not allowed to go visiting at Koaltumut while the threat of The Guild of Avada lingers - and besides, this is much more fun don't you agree?" Professor Lumos smiled before continuing. Hyperion mocked a grin before turning back to his work pouting, "Ok, and with a quick frosting charm you can set the chocolate, like so," Professor Lumos was holding his wand to two half egg moulds and a white frost was spraying from them and moments later he lifted the two halves from there moulds and then stuck them together, "Ok, then you wrap them in foil, just splash the wrapping with some colour from your wand and put your egg into the baskets provided then start on your next," Professor Lumos smiled as he tapped his egg and the foil changed to different colours and patterns before he laced it into a basket to his right, "Well there goes your theory about eggs full of sleeping draught," Mezentius grimaced as he poured more chocolate into the moulds while Harry was wrapping his third chocolate dragon-egg, "Miss Morris your supposed to be making Easter eggs with that," Came Professor McGonagall's voice. Harry looked to see Brydie's face covered in the melted chocolate a large wooden spoon in her hand, "It's chocolate. I couldn't resist," Brydie spoke innocently, Some Saphricorn's around her laughed, but Harry said under his breath to Mezentius, "Is a sweet-tooth a trait of a Tebo," "Your wrong about her," Mezentius spoke to him a little louder then Harry would have hoped as Brydie looked towards them,
Not being able to forget about things anymore, Harry's only anchor onto sanity was the thought of speaking to Ron and Hermione the night after the Easter concert, this would make it Easter day in Britain, which would be the day after Easter for Harry. Most of the rest of Harry's day was taken up by making Easter egg's, the whole school had been into work making them and there were so many now stacking against the walls of the Golden Hall that Harry wondered just how many people were coming to the concert, by the looks of it half the wizarding world would be there. "Brydie, Mezentius," a seventh year Saphricorn had called, Harry looked up as Mezentius and Brydie put down the eggs they were working on and walked towards the girl, they stood not very far from Harry so he continued working but listened intently, "Just wondering if you two would be prepared to sell these things before the concert starts, get some friends to help you, I've got most of the forth years showing people to their rooms afterwards and all the seventh years will be performing, so if you two could rally the fifth years to sell the eggs, that would be really really cool of you," The Seventh year speak in a kind of pleading voice and Harry listened as Mezentius and Brydie agreed, "Excellent, just set up in the Entrance Courtyard, admission tickets are bought at the gate and they'll get their accommodation just outside the foyer hall,," "Do you need help with that as well?" Harry heard Brydie ask, though it turned out the sixth years would be doing these two jobs,

This agreement for the Fifth years to be selling the Easter eggs turned into a full time arrangement for work over the next few days. The following day Harry, Mezentius and some other fifth year boys were put to work, moving tables out to the entrance hall where, for the moment, they would rest against the walls until the night of the concert. They also set to moving chairs into the golden hall, which by the time the hall was half full and holding only a small fraction of the amount of seats needed, Harry voiced his concern for the hall being a little too small. "Don't worry about that, Harry, we'll fit everyone in fine," Mezentius kept telling him and still thousands more chairs were brought into the Golden Hall to the point were it was impossible for even the smallest of persons to move around the narrow corridors now between the stacks and stacks of chairs. That night everyone ate under the stars on the Entrance courtyard.
By the next day Harry's arms seemed to seize up from the previous days work, and yet there was much more to be done. An extra wing of the castle that Harry had never been in before was opened to reveal something much like a hotel Harry had once stayed in with the Dursley's, though this one seemed far grander in size and elegance. Harry forgot a few times that he was still in Koalingo Manor. His job for the day was to carry furniture about while Brydie was attacking the place with decoration, every morning she and a bunch of other fifth year girls disappeared into the Golden Hall with boxes of decorations; shutting the door behind them and returning only at meal times.
Harry had never moved so many crates, which turned out to contain furniture that some of the other students assembled and placed where appropriate.
By the next day everyone was fitted with uniforms, Harry felt very uncomfortable in them as they reminded him of the type's of uniforms you would see on bellboys at hotels, though Brydie seemed to have fallen in love with the apron she and some other girls had attached willingly to their uniforms and had her name stitched onto it.
It wasn't until Easter morning that Harry found he hadn't been awoken early. He opened his eyes in disbelief, during the entire time everything had been getting organised; he had been woken by another Emerindyl reminding him there was more work to be done. But on this morning, his cabin was quiet and no one had come in.
He sat up to see a large basket of chocolate eggs at the foot of his bed; he smiled and laid back down again staring at the ceiling feeling rather content with the amount of sleep he had had. He laid there in silence for a few more moments before deciding to climb out of bed. He grabbed on of his eggs, reading a little tag attached to it, he saw that it was from Brydie. He placed the egg back in the basket and took another with a tag that told Harry it was from Hagrid. It had a letter attached and Harry smiled as he read that Hagrid and Madame Maxime were now in Florence enjoying a little break from their work. Harry could just imagine the muggles holidaying there, gaping at Hagrid and Madame Maxime's size. He bit into the egg cautiously, wondering whether Hagrid had made it himself, thankfully though it seemed it was either made by something else, or bought somewhere, as it didn't break his teeth, though it was filled with something that looked much like caramel, though it tasted a lot better.
Harry placed the rest of his Easter egg into his magical refrigerator, which Harry discovered didn't actually have ice in it, but shards of crystal bewitched to be ice cold. He made his way out of his cabin where he was greeted by the site of a sunny day, a nice change for autumn, it was quite pleasant and everyone seemed to be taking advantage of that, most of them sitting on the grass talking to one another with cheer in their voice, he was greeted by a few people with handfuls of Easter eggs, he took them politely and stayed with them talking for a while, though most of what was said was about the concert which would take place that evening.
When he was finally free of the Emerindyl's he made his way quickly to the Entrance Courtyard where he found Mezentius and Brydie talking with the seventh year that had recruited them a few days ago, "Hey Harry," Mezentius smiled, he seemed in very high spirits as did Brydie, she still didn't speak to Harry, though her mood was bright as usual. "Happy Easter," Harry smiled in reply, "How are you today, Harry?" the seventh year asked him, Harry didn't know who it was though he smiled as he replied, "Good thanks," "Now, we probably have more to do today then any of the last few days, though we have to leave everyone to come and offer a hand on their own steam, remember it's their holiday too," the seventh year smiled and Harry couldn't help but wonder why this day was any different to any other this week when they had always been on holidays, Mezentius laughed and Brydie and the seventh year looked at him curiously though it was pretty obvious to Harry what Mezentius had laughed at.

By lunchtime everyone had gotten over the early morning chocolate feast and everyone's sight was set back upon the concert which would begin in eight hours. Harry, Brydie, Mezentius and the other fifth years allocated to selling the chocolate dragon-eggs were busily setting out the tables and stacking the many eggs behind them on magically fed shelves, so as one was removed from a slot, another would appear until all the chocolate eggs were sold. Harry still couldn't help but wonder how many people would be coming that night, he assumed that seeing the school had just over one thousand students, that the most they were likely to have attending would be a few thousand. Though he was told that the Golden Hall would need to seat two hundred thousand or more. Was it possible every student had a very large family attending? "No," Mezentius laughed, looking at Harry as he thought this, "Harry the Easter concert is an open invitation, anyone in the country is welcome to attend - It's quite possible we would have a very large percentage of the Wizarding sect of Australia in attendance," "That's a little dangerous isn't it?" Harry spoke looking slightly alarmed,

"Don't worry we have security, and everyone hands their wands in at the gate," Mezentius spoke and Harry watched him roll his eyes, "I was more worried about us being a target, though now you've told me we're a defenceless target I feel much better," Harry spoke back rolling his own eyes,

As the sun went down and the stars began to appear in the early evening sky, Harry couldn't help but worry about the feeling of foreboding he had. This feeling elevated as the Professor's came around with a box taking everyone's wands from them. Harry was rather reluctant to hand his over, and in the end Professor Ngera had to pull it out of his hands, though everyone else seemed more then willing to hand their wands over.
The Manor was brighter that evening then Harry had ever seen it, blazing torches were right along the tall stone walls and the golden gates were bewitched to shine. As wizards and witches arrived and their carriages were driven, or in many cases, flown away down the mountain where Harry was told, they were being parked.
The chocolate eggs turned out to be much more popular then Harry thought they would be. He was run off his feet-serving people though he knew what they wanted he did run into a few picky characters that wanted eggs with particular patterns or colours, though none would be as picky as his next customer, "I'd like one of the other dragon eggs please," the man told him, Harry had no idea what the man meant and so just turned plucked a chocolate egg off the shelf and turned to hand it to him, "Seven sivles please" "Is this the egg I asked you for?" the man asked not making a move for his money pouch, "We only have one kind of egg sir," Harry told the man and then turned back to the shelf, "I could get you a different coloured one if you'd prefer?" To Harry's horror the man reached across the table and grabbed his shoulder, "No, I mean one of the other eggs," "Excuse me sir, I told you, we only have one kind," Harry spoke pulling out of the man's grip and standing back staring at him, "Something wrong Harry?" Mezentius asked having seen the look on Harry's face. Mezentius must have read Harry's thoughts as he seemed to know what had happened, 'Here I'll deal with him this woman here wants a blue and pink wrapped egg,' Mezentius told Harry telepathically and Mezentius went to the man, "Can I help you?" he asked the man, Harry was amazed, but in moments the man left with a plain looking egg, the wrapping was strictly silver, normal foil, "What'd he want?" Harry asked as he gathered up two more chocolate eggs for another customer, "I don't know what he thought he was getting, so I told him that one had fudge in the centre," Mezentius laughed and Harry joined in, Harry lost count of his customers when he got to eight hundred and thirty. something. though these were only his customers and there were half the fifth years selling chocolate eggs. He was utterly perplexed as the thought about where these people were going; he lost sight of them when they entered the foyer hall at the top of the grandstand-sized steps. And he highly doubted even a quarter of those that had already gone through would have fitted into to Golden Hall. "Didn't Hermione want you to get her some famous Australian Wizard autograph's?" Mezentius spoke to Harry while they were both fishing around for the perfect egg their customers were looking for, "Yeah, I have it in my pocket, Professor McGonagall told me earlier to expect some big names," Harry spoke as he handed the egg over, took the money, gave his change and waited for the next order, "Why do you mention it?" "Well see that woman over their that Hyperion is serving?" Mezentius spoke as he took his next order, "Yeah?" Harry spoke back getting another egg down and handing it over, taking the money and giving the correct change, "Well that's Emily Rodda - she writes stories on our world, and our history and sells them to muggles, she's rather well-known," Mezentius spoke as he collected money off someone and handed them their change, "Isn't that against the law?" Harry looked at him before handing over another egg, "No," Mezentius laughed, "Muggles call them fantasy novels," Mezentius shot Harry a smile and then turned to serve his next customer, "And that man Brydie is interrogating," Mezentius started and Harry looked across to Brydie, she had a wide grin on her face and was making rather energetic hand gestures, "Who is he?" Harry asked back as he got another egg down "Sir Donald Bradman," Mezentius told him and Harry paused half bringing an egg down from the shelf behind him, "I thought he was a muggle?" Harry asked before his customer made an irritated noise and Harry continued serving, "No muggle can play cricket that good," Mezentius winked and Harry smiled looking up at the cricket legend that ended up walking off on Brydie without an egg,
By the end of the chocolate eggs the people coming into the school had thinned out considerably and there was no great crowd in the Entrance Courtyard, "What have we got here?" a man with black hair wearing a brown travelling cloak looked at Harry, his eyes were strangely shaped, Harry had never seen eyes like it, "Um. er. Oh Chocolate eggs," Harry answered him still looking at his eyes, he'd seen something like them before, though what exactly he didn't know, "Got any with a red wrapping?" the man asked still in a friendly manor, unlike a lot of the people Harry served this evening, "Um. sure." Harry turned and looked along the wall, he picked an egg ff the shelf and changed its wrapping colour to red, the man smiled, seemingly not worried about Harry having changed it there and then, "Thanks, seven sivles right?" he asked as he handed Harry the exact coins, "Um. yup." Harry spoke and watched as the man turned and walked up the stairs by himself, The rest of the customers were about the same as the ones Harry had had earlier on though there was one disturbance that made Harry even more uneasy then he was before, "What do you mean your out of eggs? I need one!" one man yelled at one of the Ameraid's Harry knew were friends with Mezentius, "Sorry sir, but we're all sold out," the girl told the man, backing off slightly, "No, you don't understand, I need one," the man spoke in an angry tone through clenched teeth, Soon after some Professors came over, "Is there something wrong here?" Professor Darkmoon spoke looking at the man, "No," the man straightened up, before sending one last glare at the girl and leaving, making his way quickly up the grandstand steps and into the entrance foyer. Before long the front gates were locked and some wizards in strange uniforms walked in with the large chests that held everyone's wands. . "See that they are securely locked in the treasury," Professor ConDoin spoke to them and the men saluted him, Harry knew at once these men were from the Australian Wizardry Defence Force, "Keep your wands on you at all time and be alert, now go" "Yes sir," the men answered before walking off, several chests going with them into a door to the right of the grandstand-sized stone steps. "Position your men around the perimeter, I don't want anything spoiling this night," Professor ConDoin said to another Defence Force wizard, who saluted with a quick "Yes sir General" and then the man walked off many other defence wizards at his heels, "Come on Harry, we have reserved seating down the front," Mezentius spoke to Harry and they wandered up the steps with the other fifth years. There was still a queue at the table of registration for accommodation. Harry and the other fifth years walked right by them to the door to the Golden Hall, it was dark and Harry couldn't see anything, though when he walked in he understood why. The Golden Hal was completely empty, except for a single table in the centre of the hall with a black cloth on it. On the tablecloth stood a silver mount, and mounted upon that was a ball made of diamond that glowed brightly and was about the size of a small basketball.
At first Harry didn't understand but soon enough things became clear as people approached the diamond ball, placed their hand on it and disappeared. Harry followed suit and with a swift jerking feeling he found himself seated at bottom of a huge grandstand. Looking around he saw that he was now inside a stadium much larger then the one he had been in the previous year at the Quidditch Grand Final. The noise of the crowd with tremendous as people laughed and talked excitedly about what was about to take place. "Popcorn?" Mezentius asked before pushing a bag of brightly coloured popcorn in front of him, which was quickly accompanied by the largest cup of drink Harry had ever seen. Harry looked up to see the stars twinkling above the stadium, though four years of breakfast, lunch, and dinner in the Great Hall at Hogwarts trained him enough to know that this was just an enchantment, and that it didn't actually open to the sky. The concert began much like a circus show as the stadium suddenly went pitch black and a spotlight in the centre announced the evenings host which was a seventh year Ameraid student. "Ladies and gentlemen, Professor's, Headmaster ConDoin, fellow students, and Australian Wizardry Defence Force personnel for which we are all entrusting our security to this evening - allow me to welcome you all to the Koalingo Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry's annual Easter concert," Everone applauded, some more heartily then others. "However ladies and gentlemen," The Ameraid girl spoke as she smiled at them all teasingly, "You have been deceived, for there is a much more sinister purpose for gathering you all here this evening,"
The audience seemed to quieten down all wondering what the girl was talking about. Harry's heart leapt, this was it? The Guild of Avada was about to attack. "This evening, Ladies and Gentlemen, you all arrived here at Koalingo Academy, with thoughts of wonderment, thoughts that all of you would be having a good time here watching the concert," the girl spoke more, "I wish she'd get on with it already." Brydie spoke and caught several snotty looks from surrounding people, "It's not like we haven't rehearsed enough," Harry knew at this point that his beliefs were confirmed; Brydie knew what was about to happen, "But you were all wrong, yes, incredibly wrong indeed," she went on, "For this evening,, I can assure you that not one of you will have a good time," she laughed at this point and Harry thought it was rather high-pitched for an evil laugh, "You'll all have a bloody brilliant time," she smiled and threw something at the ground that turned out to be a powder bomb as powder exploded in the centre of the stadium before fifty or so dancers bounded out of the centre into separate directions as loud music began playing and the crowd cheered louder then ever,
Harry was shaking his head and laughing, how wrong he had been, and he clapped along with the others and rested a little into his seat thinking about how foolish he was, no Avada attack would happen tonight, especially not with the increased security.
Harry looked down the row to see the Professor's were patrolling the stairs around the stadium. Professor Lumos had taken to standing with a big grin; clapping along with the music and dancing with whoever walked past him on the steps.
The dances themselves had been very entertaining; Harry was particularly interested in one where the dancers were also using Broomsticks, flying around the pitch in formation. He knew there was a deeper meaning to the dance though he had had enough of the hidden facts lately to last him a lifetime. He watched as the music elevated and the dancing became more vigorous, he thought again about the next night when he would be talking to Hermione and Ron, and knew that Hermione would be extremely annoyed that she couldn't have been here.
The main dance of the evening turned out to be a contemporary version of the Easter story in which the dancer playing Jesus laid on glass stand while dancers dressed in grey came around him to represent the tomb he was placed in until the story drew on and as the tomb moved away there was a sudden gasp over the crowd as everyone stood, there on the glass podium lie the dancer with a dagger in his chest, blood drenching the white robes he wore. And standing by him, a site that made Harry's heart leap into his throat, a tall figure in black robes. The grey dancers removed their costumes and were also standing now in black and red robes as a scream came from a few people in the crowd, "If you thought this concert was fun so far, the rest of the night is going to be a scream," the centre one spoke as he removed the dagger from the dancer and raised it above his head, the blood dripped down onto his hood, "Reveal yourselves," the hooded figure yelled and to Harry's horror, people started standing up all around the stadium, black cloaks just appearing on them as if their clothing had apparated onto them,
A few of the teachers drew out their wands but were quickly subdued by the Tebo's. Professor Lumos included. "I knew we had it wrong," Harry spoke looking around in horror, "Well at least we don't have to wonder who the Tebo's are now," Brydie spoke and it didn't register with Harry that she was not wearing a black cloak, Mezentius stood by Harry not making a noise, as if his entire body had seized up, "What do we do now?" Harry hissed to him trying not to make any movements, "Don't draw attention to yourself," Mezentius hissed back, still not moving, he seemed to be looking around at all the students who were now wearing black and red cloaks. To Harry's horror most of them were Ameraid's, Mezentius had made a severe miscalculation.
All of the Professor's had been apprehended, Professor ConDoin included, they were lead down onto the floor of the stadium where the dancers had been entertaining people only moments earlier. "Mezentius," Harry hissed again though Mezentius made no noise this time, he was watching quietly towards the centre where the Professors were gathered. Harry turned his attention as well as he saw them push Professor ConDoin to the ground, "Where is it?" The one that appeared to be in charge walked and stood in front of Professor ConDoin, "I have no idea what you're referring to," Professor ConDoin spoke and for his trouble he received a sharp belt to the face with the flat of his own blade. They had taken his sword-wand from him, "Do not anger us further General," the Tebo spoke again, his face still concealed by the dark of his robes, "The spell, where is it," Professor ConDoin merely stared back into the Tebo's face defiantly, "You are no better an interrogator then you were a Quidditch player little boy," Professor ConDoin spat and for this he was struck point blank by the Tebo leaders wand, this sent Professor ConDoin into the air and down hard onto the floor where blood dripped from his mouth, the Tebo's quickly gathered him up again though Harry's focus was no longer on Professor ConDoin but on the Tebo Leader, now unhooded, "Mike," Harry spoke as he heard some Emerindyl's near him speak the same name and Harry suddenly felt stupid, "I'll ask you again, and this time, I kill the pretty lady,:" Mike said as he grabbed Professor Gardiner by the arm and pulled her toward him, "No. I'd be stupid to think that you and your wife wouldn't have discussed this situation before, of course she'd see her life as less important than the cause for which she and her little friends fight," "Avada kedavra," there was a sharp green light and Professor Gardiner fell to the ground right there in front of everyone. Harry looked taking no breaths, Professor ConDoin merely stared defiantly at Mike, but this didn't seem to bother Mike who soon had a smirk across his face, "Arthur," This word seemed to have a devastating affect with Professor ConDoin, "Don't think we didn't know - our inside man has told us plenty of interesting facts about you," Mike spoke and soon Arthur was being led across to his kneeling father, Mike held his wand to Arthur's head, "Avada." he spoke pausing looking at Professor ConDoin with sparkling eyes, "Stop!" came a voice close to Harry; he turned to see Mezentius looking across at the Tebo's, right at Mike, "What are you, nuts?" Harry stared in horror at Mezentius, "He'll kill you," "You give him far too much credit, Harry" Mezentius looked at Harry with no emotion, "No Emerindyl has the brains to work out one of the most complex of organizations of evil, in the world - you proved that," he turned away and walked forward and straight onto the floor, the Tebo's on the ground floor didn't move, and Harry watched with bated breath, "He knows nothing of any use to us, release him," Mezentius spoke to the two Tebo's holding Professor ConDoin, they both released him immediately, "Crucio," Mezentius spoke simply and immediately Mike was rolling around on the ground in agony. Not one Tebo in the entire stadium made a move towards Mezentius, though it was obvious why, "I told you to harm no one you foolish boy - that woman could have played host," He finished with the curse and Mike still laid back, his body contorting every few moments, "Let that be warning to the rest of you - harm them as much as you see fit, but kill no one - we may need them as hostages," Harry watched in horror as Mezentius placed his wand on Professor ConDoin's neck, "Tut tut, I doubt Emerindyl will ever leave you in charge of anything ever again," Mezentius laughed and looped the Amethyst Amulet with his wand and lifted it from around Professor ConDoin's neck before putting it on, "I hope you don't mind, but I think these belong to me," he grabbed the earring in Professor ConDoin's left ear and ripped it out, tearing his earlobe open, "Oops," Mezentius was smiling in a way that made Harry's blood boil, it reminded him of Voldemort, and Mezentius seemed as heartless, "Take him away," "We have to do something," Harry spoke to Brydie, she took the exact reaction Harry thought she was, "Sure, yes, lets do something. what?" she looked at him; she clearly had no idea's. "I suggest you all sit down - your going to be here for a while," Mezentius spoke before he and every other Tebo on the ground floor disappeared with a pop,
Looking around Harry saw that every Tebo had left, even a few people were gone that were not in black robes, "Wait a minute, that's what that man was complaining about before," "What?" Brydie looked at Harry as if he was talking about something that bore no relevance to what was happening, "I saw Mezentius hand out heaps of plain looking eggs, one of the other Ameraid's must have handed some out to the wrong people, that's why they ran out before all of the Tebo's got one," Harry looked around trying to see if anyone had a plain silver egg with them, "Harry I know you like to be polite and everything, but I don't really care if some of the Tebo's didn't get chocolate," Brydie screwed her nose up at him, "No," Harry spoke as his eye caught a silver wrapped egg at the foot of a Saphricorn not far from Brydie, "I'm talking about this," Harry spoke as he grabbed the egg and cracked it open, suddenly he was cloaked in black and had a wand in his hand,
A few of the kids around him gasped and Harry heard a few say; "I knew it" Harry rolled his eyes at them and told Brydie to look for a silver wrapped egg, it wasn't long before they found another, in the commotion of the crowd worried about another Tebo popping up, no one really paid attention to what Brydie was doing, until she too was sanding there in a black cloak, "You reckon we should tell them what we're doing?" Harry looked at Brydie while she adjusted her cloak, "No," she said as if it was something quite preposterous, "How do we get out of here?" Harry was looking around, there didn't appear to be any exits, and neither he nor Brydie could apparate. "Now see here, just what do you think you two youngster's are doing?" a large man in a top-hat and tails walked towards them a black ash walking stick in his hand and some small round specs resting at the end of his nose, "Be careful, they're Tebo's," a younger women shrieked as she grabbed the man's arm and tried pulling him back, "We're not Tebo's," Brydie spoke as she pulled back the hood to reveal her face, "Brydie? Brydie Morris, my goodness, if only your parents knew," the old man spoke shaking his hand with his walking stick in it. Brydie rolled her eyes and looked away, "We told you, we're not Tebo's, look," Harry walked to the old man and handed him the wand he'd gotten from inside the egg. By this time more wizards and witches had come down from the stands until the entire area where the dancers had been was filled by people from the stands fighting for the wand the man was holding, "The Tebo is stupid, quick kill it before the other one attacks us," Harry turned and stared as he heard someone say this trying to get the wand out of the old mans hands, "Now see here," spoke a rather loud and familiar voice sounded and soon the noise dropped to a low grumble, it was Forellius Crudge, Australian Minister of Magic, whom Harry had met at Elwyn's over Christmas, "This boy is Harry Potter, he's no Tebo," Everyone moved out of his way as Forellius Crudge made his way through the crowd too the old man where he plucked the wand out of his hand, "Everyone return to your seats," he shouted and everyone did as they were told, there were a few moments of noise, though it soon died down and attention was drawn back to Forellius Crudge, "Ladies and gentlemen, we have all been deceived this evening - but I can personally assure you now that these two cloaked figures you see before you are not tools of the dark forces," Forellius placed one of his hands on Harry's shoulder and Harry felt strangely uncomforted by the half a million eyes now focused on him, "This is Harry Potter, of whom if any of you keep up with the current affairs of our other wizarding nations; you would need no further explanation of why this young man should not be assumed a Tebo - and this young girl is Miss Brydie Morris, her father Rupert is one of my closest and most trusted friends, currently working for the good of peace for Australia in Britain," "Fine, so now we know who they are then let them remove these cloaks so that we may send more appropriate wizards into the situation above us," cried a loud voice from the crowd, this was automatically accompanied by several other loud shouts and grunts of agreement, "They are right - Mr Potter, Miss Morris, remove those garments, we will be sending others above to attempt to rectify this problem," Crudge spoke though Harry didn't move, nor did Brydie, Harry looked from Crudge to Brydie a million thoughts flying through his head and not one of them being the thought of handing over his disguise, he was now beginning to regret handing over his wand, of which Forellius Crudge didn't seem in any hurry to return, "With all due respect, your eminence," a deep voice from the stand rang out, and in moments a figure was walking across the floor towards them, when he arrived Harry knew at once this was the man with the strange eyes, the ones he'd seen before though couldn't pick their origin, "Harry Potter and Brydie Morris know this boy. this. leader of the Guild of Avada far better then any other wizards here - it would be futile to send in any other wizard without some sense of the way this boy's mind functions," "So what" Came another loud voice, this time belonging to a man in the first row dressed in a ministry official uniform, "You would have two children go into battle alone with the Guild of Avada?" "Of course not, but I would ask two young adults with the right knowledge to" the man spoke and Harry felt an odd sort of shivering feeling, he'd never been asked to do something like this before, he usually just did it on his own steam, "In case you have all forgotten there are a good many Australian Defence Wizards topside at the moment, obviously, seeing the Tebo's care not of their presence, they have the strength to beat them all - what difference would it make if we sent our best fighters from here up there?" There was no reply to this and silence seemed to fall upon the audience, "Minister I will go topside with Harry and Brydie - you have my word that I will allow no harm to come to either of them - so long as they give their word to protect me also?" the man looked and Brydie, then to Harry, Brydie rolled her eyes, "Yes yes whatever - come on, we're not doing anyone any good down here, we have to stop them from getting the anti-Avada spell," The Minister looked towards the stands where most of the Ministry officials were sitting. He looked back at the man, staring him in the eyes, Harry could see a resolution crossing his face as he nodded and handed the wand back to Harry, suddenly a roar of anger came from that part of the stands. "Ok, now raise your wand arms with your wands above your head," the man told them, "I'll be up in a few moments," Harry and Brydie nodded and did as they were instructed, moments later they were both standing in the darkened Golden Hall, "Oi, what do you think your doing?" the Tebo spoke to them quickly and brandished his wand at them without saying a spell, Harry realised this was just a threatening hand wave, "The rest of you are supposed to keep an eye on those down there," The Tebo spoke and Harry and Brydie both looked towards the diamond ball. Harry knew at once that this meant the Tebo's still down there knew that Harry and Brydie had come out and could do the same, warning the other Tebo's, and getting them caught, "There are more down there?" Brydie spoke looking 6at Harry completely ignoring the Tebo which was now clearing it's throat in a fight for some attention, "How are we going to warn everyone?" Harry looked back at the diamond ball worriedly, no one inside the ball had a wand now, it was possible they'd all been attacked the moment Harry and Brydie exited, "What if he's a Tebo," Brydie tossed her head at the ball, "You know - the guy that's supposed to be helping us," There was a flashing red-light and in second there was the brown-cloaked figure of the man with the peculiar eyes looking at the both, "Ok, now we'll have to sneak out the Golden Hall, you two go and find the wand while I go and send a signal to Elwyn, I." the man straightened up and looked at the Tebo in the doorway whom by now was looking thoroughly bewildered, "A wand? For me? You really shouldn't have," the man spoke as he advanced upon the Tebo, his hood falling back off his head as he walked, Harry watched the Tebo gargle in fear before tossing his wand to the ground and pleading for the man not to harm him, He picked the wand up off the ground and stupefied the Tebo before turning back to Brydie and Harry. He had long black hair that was tied tightly behind his head. And one earring in his left ear that had a stone hanging from it, an Amethyst. The skin on his face was tanned, as if he spent a lot of time in the sun or just sat too close to his fireplace at night, and his eyes, curled at the edges they looked odd somehow in the way his pupils were shaped like slits that didn't quite reach the top or bottom of his eyeball. "Who are you?" Brydie looked at him before seeing the way the Tebo was crouched on the ground in a kind of beggar's plea formation. "Call me Rob, now lets get going," he spoke before inching towards the door and looking both ways out of it, "You may run into some Tebo's when you get to the Treasury, keep your wands close, but do not rely on them, remember a wand only works well for its true owner, you'll never get the same result with any other wand," Harry smiled; this seemed to be more a British truth then an Australian one. "Now go, time is precious, but make sure you do things right," Rob spoke before he snuck out and slipped along the corridor to their left, "That's not the way to the kookaburra house," Brydie looked after him, Harry had walked ahead to the top of the grand-stand-sized stone steps. Looking down upon the Entrance Courtyard he saw all the Defence Wizards, lying along the stone path that went out along the gardens, "We cant go down there," Brydie spoke pointing out the obvious, there were Avada guards everywhere along the walls now, at least twice that then they saw in the stadium, "They've called in reserves, goodness-knows how many they might have in the manor now," Harry looked at the guards on the walls, the guild of Avada had truly taken over Koalingo Manor, "You two!" came a loud and unfamiliar voice from behind them, "What do you think you are doing?" Brydie and Harry spun around wands at the ready to come face to face with at least a dozen Avada guards,

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
Fake Wands and Dung Bombs

"Um. we're patrolling sir," Brydie spoke bring her hand up into a salute, Harry followed in suit, "Don't mock me you pathetic pointless little no-name," the Tebo that spoke advance on them and slapped Brydie's hand away from her face. Harry quickly moved his own hand, "I don't like this; leadership, I don't like it at all, it lacks discipline," The man ranted on and Harry could tell Brydie was just bursting to start laughing at the man, it was a known fact that the Guilds fault had always been its disregard for some authority, and rarely did they choose or serve one leader, "Well, sir, we have to get going, we're on patrol of course, we mustn't be late, strict schedule you know," Brydie spoke before turning, Harry followed her, hearing the Tebo grumble something about insubordination, "Stop right there," the Tebo yelled and Harry paused, suddenly going very cold, had they recognised him? Harry and Brydie turned, both seemed a little concerned about their cover being blown, "Fumbleknot said to keep in groups of six or more," the Tebo watched them both suspiciously, before pointing to some of his guards, "You four can go with them on patrol, remember, if you see anyone not in our uniform, kill them," The four nodded, Harry and Brydie stood defiantly, though the Tebo's didn't seem to notice, "Good, now go," the Tebo and his, now, smaller group of followers walked off back down the direction they came and Brydie and Harry now had no other choice but to head down the long corridor to the right, They were walking along the corridor that Harry knew led to the entrance to Emerindyl Lake, though this was not the direction they wanted to go. They were supposed to be making their way to the treasury, "How on earth did he expect us to get past all those guards?" Brydie hissed to Harry in complaint as they walked on. None of the other guards looked at them though Harry was sure they would have noticed her whispering, "Slow down," Harry mouthed to her and the two of them dropped their speed and soon the others had pushed past them in their impatience, tossing them menacing looks as they did,
Harry and Brydie kept this slow pace until the Tebo's were a good distance ahead of them. Harry found his opportunity as they neared the suit of armour that stood in the entrance to Emerindyl lake, they didn't change their speed at this, making sure they didn't draw attention to themselves as they met it, Harry quickly shook its hand, whispered the password and ran in before it started talking, stopping just behind the doorway to the secret passage they listened as the Tebo's started speaking loudly about their disappearance, laughing when they heard one of them say the castle was spooked and probably attacked them,
Harry and Brydie made their way into Emerindyl lake, seeing everything there looked perfect, as if there was nothing going on elsewhere in the manor, things here seemed to be the same as they were when Harry left this morning, though now the sky was black and their were stars twinkling in the sky above. Making their way to Harry's cabin they started fishing around for anything they could use against to use against the Guild, and Harry's room appeared to be full of stuff. The little dragon Elwyn had given Harry for Christmas was sitting on the mantle above the fireplace, the little golden whistle beside it. Harry lifted the dragon and placed it carefully into the small box he had gotten it in, carefully not to break it he closed the box and placed it under his arm. Brydie found the bag of books about Mezentius, and pulled a curious face at Harry before slinging the bag over her back, "What do you need them for?" Harry asked looking at her curiously, "Well none of these books are up to date anymore, all Mezentius Fumbleknot boos will need updating," she told him and then grinned, "You never waste good literature, you'll see," she winked before gathering up the rest of the books that lay open on the small table between the large lounge chairs around the fireplace,
Harry made his way into his bedroom where he pulled a strand of the gold rope he pulled to close the curtains on his four-poster, to loop through the dragons whistle before hanging it around his neck. His eyes fell to his Hogwarts trunk. He opened it and quickly found what he was looking for. The enhanced dung bombs Fred and George had given him. He hadn't tested them yet, though there was no harm in trying them now, "Ready?" Brydie poked her head into his door as Harry stood up and nodded, one box under each of his arms, Brydie with two bags of heavy objects over her shoulders,
They headed back towards the entrance before Brydie's eyes fell on the three W's symbol o Harry's box of dung bombs. "What are they," she nudged the box when they stopped to spy through to see if anyone was near the suit of armour. "Dung bombs," Harry told her before they pushed the passage aside and crept out into the corridor beyond, "Weasley's Wizard Wheezers Dung bombs?" she asked with a hint of glee in her voice, "Yeah, why?" Harry spoke though he didn't really think it was important at the moment, "I think I know how to get into the treasury without looking conspicuous," Brydie grinned. The made their way back to the foyer hall and crept back into the Golden Hall, the guard Rob had stupefied before was no longer there, "He must have woken up," Harry looked at Brydie, "He'll have warned them that we're here, "Great, that makes everything so much easier," Brydie pulled a face that said clearly enough that she was being sarcastic, They walked to the wall of the Golden Hall where they slipped behind the black curtains draped against the wall to stop the light of the glow-worms from lighting the rest of the hall. On the walls were the tapestries of the houses. Harry saw the one with the Grindylow on it that led to Emerindyl Lake; he never thought the others would do the same, though now it seemed quite obvious. "Just jump and hope to god that they kept up with the cleaning of the animal pens, or you'll be covered in pig manure," Brydie spoke before jumping into the tapestry. Harry stared after her with disgust written on his face, though when he heard voices of Tebo's behind him he jumped into the Tapestry.
When he landed he was pleased to see it was lush green grass he'd landed on, though there was a small pile of horse manure only inches from his head, "Close wasn't it," Brydie winked to him before helping him up off the ground, "The Unicorns came in last night to give us their wishes for a happy Easter," she smiled, Harry looked around, and his jaw dropped, this place was amazing. Ahead of him was a large town that looked like something from an old American show about the times when the settlers lived in wooden houses and all owned prairies. The grass was the greenest Harry had ever seen and spread far across the land as far as the eye could see, this place was definitely very large.
Looking forward he saw the Brydie was already walking into the town of wooden houses. He ran to catch up and suddenly found himself in something likened to time travel. Everything here seemed so traditional to the historical way of life. And farmyards were everywhere filled with all kinds of animals, magical and non-magical. "You can see why we have a flea plague once a year," Brydie spoke looking at him, She ran to one of the larger houses, it was two storied and painted white, though the floorboards on the veranda where creaky; sounding as if they needed replacing. He followed Brydie in, this building was something like a large family house,, much larger then number four Privet Drive, though very messy. Harry was sure Aunt Petunia would die if her house was ever in this state.
He started up the stairs to the second level. He saw a door opened to a bathroom and several other doors that opened into other people's bedrooms. He found Brydie's as it was the messiest of all the bedrooms. Though what he found her doing, didn't exactly help the situation. She was digging into her cupboard like a dog would into sand. She was throwing clothing his way where he jumped back and let it cascade across the behead. "Got them," Brydie grinned as she pulled out several other Weasley's Wizard Wheezers boxes, "We're just dropping off more wands we confiscated," she grinned as she opened each box and dropped the wands across her bed. Gathering them up and pocketing them, she retrieved her bag of heavy items and they started back out the house and across the green plain until they came to a hill with a door in the side. Opening it they walked out and found themselves back in the castle. "Ok lets go," she smiled as they started down the tower. There were more steps in this tower then any other. Harry knew instantly that they must be in the centre tower, for it was the highest in the manor.
Reaching the bottom they stopped and pressed themselves against the wall as they heard footsteps. "I don't know what's going on here, if you ask me Fumbleknot doesn't even have the spell," one of the voices grumbled, "Hey you lot," a distant voice sounded and soon there came footsteps that got louder until they had reached the other voices that were closer, "Fumbleknot wants us all in the front courtyard, he's going to tell us what's going to happen," They heard the footsteps walk off at a quicker-then-usual speed until the steps were gone, "Let's hurry up, we have a better chance sneaking among a crowd then by ourselves," Harry spoke and they hurried along until they were among a group of Tebo's, "Ay, what you got there?" a couple asked them when they saw Harry and Brydie carrying things, "If we're going to take over this place we may as well loot and plunder while we're at it," Brydie spoke with disdain as she walked away from them. It worked like a charm; by the time they'd walked out onto the Entrance Courtyard not a single pair of eyes watched them with suspicion. Though they did look up to the stage made of water, which now stood above the Ameraid fountain. Supported by the water from the stonefishes mouth, Mezentius, now wearing purple with purple hair stood wearing the Amethyst Amulet around his neck Though he seemed different somehow, not only physically. His eyes, Harry noticed, where whitened over and his gaze seemed just as blank. "Who would have guessed the most evil student in the school could have been an Ameraid," Brydie spoke in awe as she watched curiously, Harry's eyes were drawn to the Amethyst Amulet, usually hanging around Professor ConDoin's neck it was now around Mezentius', and was glowing, "Come on," Brydie grabbed Harry's sleeve and they moved backwards towards the treasury. They past through the door easily, seeing as all the Avada guards were paying more attention to Mezentius then to them. They followed the corridor at a raised step speed until they at last heard voices,
They slowed down and Brydie handed Harry six of the dozen fake wands,

"Follow my lead," she whispered and Harry nodded, she walked around the corner and straight away she had four Avada guards with their wands pointing at them, "Who goes there?" asked one of them though another advanced upon them until his wand was inches from Harry's face, "Fumbleknot told us to kill anyone who come 'ere - no one else is sposed to be down 'ere," "That's weird," Brydie spoke pulling a mock-confused look at Harry, who quickly caught on, "Fumbleknot told us to bring these wands straight down to lock up," Harry spoke holding out the six fake wands in his hands, "Let them through," spoke another voice and Harry and Brydie past through sneering at the two standing before them. They walked to the two standing right by the gate, the one that had spoken looked at them with suspicion before nodding and opening the treasury door, "You walk in, put the wand with the others and come back out again, your not to touch anything else," Harry and Brydie nodded before entering the Treasury, the door was pulled shut behind them and Harry, with Brydie at his heels made there way to the chests full of wands, Harry looked through one of the chests with disappointment, "They all look alike, how do I know which one is mine," Brydie found hers quickly, the handle had stickers all over it, "Found mine," Harry grumbled before picking up wand after wand to see if it reacted in his hand, "Just pick any," she hissed to him, "No I want my wand," he spoke and they turned when they heard the door handle being turned, "Someone's coming hurry up!" she hissed at him, Harry thought quickly before taking a wand and chanting, "Accio Fawkes' Feather," and one of the chests he hadn't even opened burst open and his wand shot into his hand. He smiled when he suddenly felt powerful with it on him, "Oi, what do you think your doing?" the Tebo spoke as he looked at them with four of the chests open, "Hey!" he yelled over his shoulder, "They're taking the wands!" "No any good spells?" Brydie asked him as they stood their wands at the ready, "Yes, but nothing powerful enough for four dark wizards at once," Harry spoke as he stepped backward and almost tripped as his foot knocked the box with his dragon model in it, on its side, "I've got it," he grinned and pulled the whistle hanging around his neck to his mouth, he whistled on it lightly and the box burst open, "You called?" the little dragon spoke when it landed on Harry's shoulder, "It talks," Brydie stared at it in amazement, "Get them," Harry pointed at the Tebo's in the doorway and the little dragon winked at him and zoomed from his shoulder. Ducking from badly aimed curses, Harry watched as his little dragon zoomed around and around the Tebo's smacking them in the face with it's tail and scorching their clothes with its dragon flames. Brydie made a great commentator for the small battle, which good for them finished with four Tebo's laying face down on the hard cold floor and a little dragon roaring its little squeak and banging it's chest,
Harry laughed and Brydie tore one of the black cloaks off one of the unconscious Tebo's and started tearing it into strips before tying the first chest to one of the other chests and tied it to the next, then the next, then the next, until all five chests were linked together, "Will it hold?" Harry looked at it, thinking of how easily Brydie had just ripped the cloak into shreds, "It might, it always pays to be optimistic,:" she grimaced as she grabbed the front chest and dragged it along the ground, the cloth connected to the second chest ripped straight away, "Or not." "Wingardium Leviosa," Harry chanted and the heavy chest rose from the ground only inches and started hovering out of the treasury. "I say, good show chap," Brydie winked at him mocking a British accent, Harry smirked. She performed the same spell on the next chest and hovered it a few feet before the material tying the two chests together broke and fell from around the handle.
Harry and Brydie waked back along the long tunnel-like corridors before they again heard the loud murmur of the gathering Tebo's. Mezentius was talking, though what exactly he was saying was fairly hard to make out over the muttering of the surrounding audience. "Not a very commanding leader is he?" Brydie spoke as they neared the exit, all had their backs to the entrance to the Treasury tunnel, so no one saw Brydie and Harry leave the chests by the hall way and return a few moments with the other three, "Which one do you think ConDoin's sword is in?" Brydie spoke as Harry watched her digging through the chests, "Why?" Harry asked before Mezentius took his attention; suddenly all fell quiet and Harry froze, "Well it's not in this one." Brydie murmured and Harry pulled on her sleeve to shut her up, she looked up and stood suddenly rooted to the spot, "Bring them out," Mezentius spoke as the ceiling above Harry and Brydie started rumbling with the sound of many footsteps, before long the entire student body had gathered there. Harry could see fear in their eyes as their gaze washed across the many Tebo's gathered in the entrance courtyard, the students were outnumbered greatly, and even with wands they wouldn't have stood a chance, "Ah, my schoolmates," Mezentius smiled and held his arms open "what a vast list of surprises you have all had this evening," he spoke and Harry and Brydie both watched with bated breath, "But I can tell you now you have not seen the last of it all, in fact I have something most exciting to share with you," Mezentius grinned and this made Harry suddenly sick, "But of course I do not forget my friends, which is why I'd like to invite our foreign exchange student up here to get the very best view," If Harry hadn't frozen before he was now he had even stopped breathing, he knew Mezentius was talking about him and if he didn't go up, Mezentius would soon discover Brydie was also missing, "I'm going up," Harry spoke to her and her eyes suddenly widened to the size of plates, "No way Harry, you don't know what he wants you for," she spoke and grabbed Harry's shoulder, "And besides, if he realises we're missing it might stall him from hurting anyone else while we're searched for," Harry looked back towards Mezentius who seemed to be scanning the gathered students with increasing anger that erupted when he couldn't find Harry, "I told you to bring all of them up," Mezentius snapped and one of the Avada guards spoke out, "We did my lord" Mezentius fell quiet. Harry watched his heart racing, he didn't know what to expect anymore from Mezentius, would he stall as Brydie predicted or would he punish someone for Harry's disobedience, "Brydie is gone too." Mezentius spoke and the Tebo's all started looking around at one another, "Fin them!" Mezentius yelled in fury, the Tebo's dispersed at once, and the students were now only guarded by a handful of Tebo's though they seemed to realise, as Harry had, that they were still too weak to do anything, "And with these, my lord?" came the same Avada guard that spoke before, "Lock them up with the Professors," Mezentius spoke with poison before he swore loudly in obvious frustration, "Comb the manor for them!" Mezentius then jumped down from the water pedestal and onto the stone ground of the entrance courtyard, a purple cloak flying in the air behind him as he walked angrily back up the stairs into the manor, "Wow, I didn't know we meant that much to him," Brydie grinned and they both stepped out onto the entrance hall, they were still dressed in their Tebo costumes and the students were still standing motionlessly not far from them, the Tebo's there were huddled together deep in conversation, none of them having done as they were asked yet, "Which one are the school wands?" Harry spoke going through the chests, an idea coming to him. Brydie opened the one at the end, "These two," she spoke opening another next to it, "Here, take these," Harry spoke pulling a handful of wands out and handing them to her, "Fill your pockets," he started to fill his deep pockets with as many wands as he could, it had been quite shocking just how many fit in the pockets, though what Harry really marvelled at, was how heavy his cloak was now and yet the pockets had not ripped, "These must be built for looting," he suggested as he stuffed the very last wand he could possibly fit, into it. He doubted they had as many as they needed, though what they did have would make enough of a dint in the Tebo forces. "Psst," Brydie tried to get the attention of some of the students, but it was clear they were too distraught to notice much of anything else that was going on, Harry rolled his eyes at her, "We're Tebo's remember," he spoke and he just walked up to the students, though awkwardly; he knew he must be walking as if he had an abnormally large amount of wet-sand in his underpants or something. Without drawing any attention from the huddled Tebo's Harry reached the largest group of gathered Emerindyl's and hissed, "Hyperion," and the group of Emerindyl's grouped there all turned to look at Harry and Brydie in fear, "Back off Tebo," Hyperion spoke stepping up and looking at them in a loathing voice, "If I had my wand right now." "Shhh." Harry tried to quieten him, "You Tebo's have been ordering us around ever since you took us from the stadium," Hyperion yelled, "Well if you shut up." Brydie started though Hyperion was speaking over her, "We wont!" he yelled "Oi what's going on there?" one of the other Tebo's spoke, having heard the little bit of a commotion. Harry groaned wishing he could give Hyperion a good hard wack when the other Tebo came closer, he turned keeping his face down so it was shrouded by the darkness of his cloak, "Just a kid with a big mouth," Harry spoke in his best mockery of a Tebo, "I'll deal with him," The Tebo spoke pulling out his own wand, "You'll know pain when I finish with you, foolish boy," the Tebo advanced on Hyperion and Harry's heart began beating faster as he started panicking. He did want to hurt Hyperion himself, but he didn't want him dead, "No I can handle it," Harry spoke walking past the Tebo and punching Hyperion hard in the stomach so he fell to the ground holding his middle, "Lets see him to lock up to think about how much he values his life," Harry spat and the Tebo looked up at him with annoyance in his expression, Harry could tell this man was just itching to attack something. Though he didn't, he merely nodded and called to the other Tebo's. Harry was just cursing himself for not being able to get Hyperion's as to who he was until he felt something hard hit him and he went sliding backwards into more huddled students, Hyperion had jumped on him. Harry's pockets burst open and about a hundred wands burst from it in every direction. Hyperion froze in confusion for a minute before Harry looked up at him, the hood falling from his face, "Harry?" "Grab a wand your twit," Harry yelled as he sent his wand up just in time to stop the Tebo behind Brydie from cursing Hyperion in the back.
Every student around Harry grabbed a wand and turned on the Tebo's who were beginning to hex those around them without wands in their hands. Brydie tottered when she almost connected with a flying expelliarmus charm before she fell as well and he cloak burst, another hundred wands spilling out across the courtyard. More mad grabbing, more dodging of enemy fire, and jumping behind stone obstructions to avoid getting hit before a cheer went up and the dozen or so Tebo's meant to be attacking them were all on the ground unconscious,
Hyperion was grinning from ear to ear and a cheer went up in which Brydie and Harry were helped up and their tattered Tebo disguises fell to the ground around them, "The rest of the wands are in there," Brydie spoke and everyone started swapping and switching wands until every student had their wand back. There was more cheering though Harry saw the problem with all the noise and quickly shut them up, "Quiet! Don't forget that was only twelve guards, there are plenty more Tebo's," Harry spoke his eyes darting in every direction, still high on the adrenalin of what had just happened, "Harry's right - Mezentius is mad, I don't doubt he'd kill every one of us," Brydie shouted so that all could hear her, Harry was looking about, then at the twelve Tebo's unconscious on the floor, "Brydie! Hyperion!" he called them as he started stripping a Tebo f his cloak and pulling it on, "We have to get to where the teachers are being locked up, and the only way to move all of us inconspicuously is to make it looks like nothing has changed for them," "Harry's right, pocket your wands," Hyperion shouted and he too pulled on a cloak, Brydie followed suit as well as some of the seventh years until there looked to be twelve Tebo's with the school of students, "Accio chests," Harry chanted and the chests of wands zoomed out to them, Harry, Brydie, Hyperion, and the others in Tebo disguises grouped together, "What's the plan?" Hyperion asked looking at Harry, "We need to get everyone out of the stadium and back into this world, we stand a better chance with everyone on our side, we'll need enough people going there so you can take all of the wands with you," Harry was looking at the wands then to all the students awaiting eagerly some instructions, "Invisibility charms on the chests," Harry spoke as he looked at them, "And get them to their owners - Brydie, you go with them" "Lets reclaim Koalingo," Brydie grinned before taking her wand and drawing lines of green and gold pain on her cheek, "War mask," she grinned and winked at them, "We'll have to take heaps with us up to lock up so no one catches on what we've done," Harry spoke as he watched some students returning from the Treasury after having dumped off the unconscious Tebo's, "Do they all know the unlocking charm?" "Learned it first year," Brydie winked at him, she seemed to be enjoying this whole thing a lot more then Harry would have felt comfortable with for himself, "Ok lets go," Harry nodded and the others nodded back, his heart was thumping, this plan had to work, he could only imagine the consequences if they were caught, The two groups split; Brydie and two of the seventh years in disguise led some others carrying the now invisible wand chests up the grandstand-sized steps into the foyer and onto the Golden Hall. The rest of the students huddled in close as Harry, Hyperion, and some the remaining of the acting- Tebo's circled around them, telling them to make sure their wands are hidden, "Ok people, your best sad faces," Hyperion told them as they turned toward the stairs, "And lets get moving," Hyperion shouted and on they went, Harry leading the way they arrived at the foyer to the Golden Hall to see two Tebo's passing through, obviously still searching, Harry drew his hood around his face to shroud their identity,
The two Tebo's looked at them and the rate of Harry's heart increased, but the Tebo's said nothing, moving on along the corridor to the left of the Golden Hall Entrance. "Good thing we're going that way," Hyperion muttered and they led the students on through the corridor to the right. They walked along the passage for a while. Coming across some Tebo's every now and then, "This place is crawling with them" Hyperion whispered. Harry shushed him. And they all moved on again, with every step Harry's breathing seemed to be getting harder and harder with every step that he took. They seemed to be walking downwards. Every few metres they came to steps, which went down in groups of sixteen and seemed to take them to a colder level then the one before it. When they made it to the coldest level Harry could think he'd be able to sand, most people were hugging themselves tightly and each mouth had steam coming from it. The ground was slimy and filled with about two inches of water, which made Harry's toes go numb. They finally made it to the end of the great corridor though this was not a good sign, "I have no idea where we're going," Harry spoke as he looked at the round room the corridor finished in, along the walls were several doors leading off in every direction, "Which door? Is it?"" "Wait a minute. I think this is the dungeons, these are cells," Hyperion spoke moving closer to one of the doors, it had a brass handle and a large key hole, he opened one carefully and it opened with a loud screech, "You can tell these haven't been used in a while - with all the moisture down here I'm not surprised the hinges are rusted," Harry moved close to another and the door opened with a screech, "This isn't right." he spoke looking into the cell, it was deserted, "If these are the cells we should have met a guard or something by now," "Probably too bloody cold for them," Hyperion spoke with a gush of steam from his mouth, Harry started opening all of the dungeon doors quickly, each of them were empty, "Are these the only cells in the school?" Hyperion and a few of the other students surrounding; nodded, "This is wrong," Harry looked behind him at the students standing watching him confusedly, "This is a trap." Harry whispered, "Indeed it is, Harry Potter," came a deep voice and the walls seemed to instantly dissolve as Harry felt as if someone stabbed a red-hot poker into his chest. All of the students stared up as they found themselves in a cavernous hall, and them? They were standing in something that must have seemed to all of the Tebo's wands drawn and pointing down upon them, like huge canals, "This is a giants castle right?" Harry spoke looking up at the Tebo's "Yes." Hyperion let out, "How far under the school do you think we are?" Harry rushed, "I dunno, a fair bit, why?" Hyperion spoke his eyes darting at every face above him; Harry could tell Hyperion thought this conversation with Harry was quite trivial and unimportant at the moment, "We're in the irrigation canals." Harry spoke as he along with every other student there raised their hands to the sky; they were caught.

CHAPTER THIRTY
Amberly's Secrets

"Lumos Solem!" Harry shouted and a blinding light filled the sky, "Run!" Hyperion shouted and everyone ran off through the door, the cells were no longer there, they were just on going tunnels, the whole thing having been an illusion, Harry couldn't believe he had been so silly as to think that Mezentius would have not known, The blinding flash had been enough to keep the Tebo's at bay while the students split up, though now that they could see again; so had they. Harry was running at his fastest pace, though he could hear a scream, a shout, a plea for help coming from all around him and he couldn't help but wonder what he had gotten the rest of the kids into.
Three Tebo's were on his tail, running behind him sending curses and hexes his way, he dodged, he slid around corners, tripping over; being his first big mistake, His wand flying out of his hand and forwards across the floor about two metres when he did trip over; being his second big mistake. "Harry Potter," spoke one of the three Tebo's advancing on him, "What glory I shall get from killing you," Harry rolled onto his back, he had hurt his knees in the fall and doubted he'd be able to scramble to his feet though he did begin to pull himself backward along the ground, they didn't seem to notice his wand not far from his position.
He reached his hand out for his wand but felt the hard rubber sole of a shoe stand sharply on his finger. He turned his head and looked up, the site that fell in front of his eyes turning his body cold, "Stupefy," were the last words he heard and the last thing he saw, Mezentius' cold eyes.
* The countryside was burning red the lake that had always been calm was only reflecting the danger beyond its cool borders. Harry was standing on the bank; the light of the fiery grass all around him burned his face and the smoke made his eyes sting. Behind him the trees had fallen; the flaming branches had intertwined. Walking closer Harry could see that there was a ring of tress, all intertwined. Locked inside the ring of fire was the beautiful white and blue unicorn. It was pawing the ground backing up towards one side and running as fast as it could to one of the fences, but seeming to realise the fence was too high at the very last moment, and stopping.
At this point it became obvious to Harry that he too was poisoned within the walls of fire. And though he couldn't see it, he was sure the Grindylow must be imprisoned beyond the unicorn. The fire, Harry thought, meant obviously enough that the dragon had done this, being the only of the four that was impervious to fire, or was he?
There was a flash of light as the sky was suddenly shot with a blast of fire; that drew Harry's attention. Looking up Harry saw the Dragon fighting with the mermaid. Though he was kind of confused, the mermaid was flying, a trait he never thought possible for a merperson before. What Harry saw he; didn't like; it sent shivers down his spine and seemed incredibly wrong. The dragon and the mermaid were dancing across the night sky. "They've joined forces," Harry stared as the two began to spin and spin faster and faster. They collided and Harry had to look away as a piercing light formed around the two, after a moment he looked back up as the dragon and mermaid backed off. Where they had been a light floated, shaped something like as egg it was, poised, motionless. Harry stared at it with immense curiosity as it began to crack open. Whatever it was was hatching.
The dragon was posed in the air not moving. The mermaid seemed anxious. And Harry? Harry stood watching in fear, wondering what horror was about to be released. As the glowing shell began to break away, Harry watched with such intensity that he did not realise he was floating inches above the ground. There was a creaking sound and then the pieces of the egg fell away. Harry's heart leapt into his throat and the mermaid looked furious, as another dragon appeared, though its tail split at the end and unfurled into a fish tail. This creature, it was half merperson and half dragon.
The mermaid raised her forked staff to the dragon where it glowed purple and shot the dragon to the ground while the half creature had turned its attention away. Harry watched the mermaid draw out the amethyst Amulet he'd seen on Professor ConDoin. She held it high above her head and the dragon was engulfed in purple flames. Harry watched in horror as the dragon burnt to death, screeching madly before its body fell limp and faded, the red magical remnants of it whisking up into the air as if the wind had picked them up and drew them to the amulet.
Now the mermaid turned to the half-creature, "Look out!" Harry shouted, which seemed like a good idea until the mermaid turned on him, seeming to finally have realised he was there. It smiled a smile that made Harry's skin crawl. Its mouth was full of sharp teeth and its eyes, glowing white like two moons. "Wake up," it hissed at him and opened its mouth, water sprayed on him soaking his face,

He looked up. He was tied to a stonewall, his arms and legs in ice-cold metal shackles, "Wake up, Harry," Mezentius was standing there in front of him smiling, "Its time," he grinned wickedly, Harry pushed his legs to the ground to stand properly; his wrists were bleeding from hanging in the shackles and he could hardly feel his hands. He straightened up as best he could though he could tell he was still hunching. "I must say when I heard what you'd done, my first instincts would have been to recruit you, Mr Potter," Came a soft but powerful voices of a woman. The sound was soothing to the ears and slid into Harry's head like the pleasant melody of a Phoenix, "Though Mezentius tells me of your other triumph's over. evil. a constant offender against the dark forces he tells me; and my second instinct was to kill you swiftly, so many dark wizards make the mistake of a slow death, I say if I want them dead, they'd be dead before even I knew I wanted so,"
Harry's eyes came into focus and before him stood a woman in purple robes, her hair was white streaked with lavender and her skin was pale almost like ivory but with a ghostly quality about it. Her eyes shook Harry; they were completely whitened over which made it hard to tell which way her gaze was pointed. Though Harry could feel it, she was looking right at him; it made a horrible feeling tickle his spine, like a hundred people had just walked over his grave, "Fear. you wreak of it Harry," the woman spoke as she placed her hand on Harry's chin lifting his face so that it was level with hers, "When my nephew told me of who you were and what has made you as famous as you appear to be; my first thought was to recruit you, Harry, you possess a great many of the qualities I find particularly attractive in one of my followers,"
Harry looked up at her not really knowing what to say, he had no idea who she was though he had a strange feeling he'd met her before. Though she looked different the last time, he couldn't exactly remember what she used to look like, but nevertheless had the feeling that he knew her. A smile crept across the woman's purple lips, as she appeared to be watching him, "You know me, Harry, as I know you, though whether its my host you know, or my soul; is for you to decide," The woman let go of his chi and walked back, his head fell first as his gaze now found his feet, bare of shoes and socks, his toes were sticky with blood and felt like they had been dragged across many hard and scratchy stone surfaces. He looked back up at her with a great deal of effort, the true pain his body was in seemed to become more apparent with every waking moment, "What do you mean your host?" Harry spoke looking at her, there was sweat dripping from the tips of his tangled black fringe, and though the question seemed trivial it was of course the only thing that left his lips,
The woman seemed to be considering Harry's request for an answer with suspicion, as if telling him might be some breach of national security. He held his gaze right into her face, trying to look more determined then in pain. She smirked, "You like this woman - what genius without premeditation on my behalf to have chosen her," the woman spoke still smirking, this look combined with everything that was happening, accompanied by those white eyes sent a shiver up Harry's back; though he refused to allow this to show, "Though I wonder what your secret is, Mr Potter" she spoke, "My dilemma is this; I see no real strength in you, Harry, no real power threatening me or any other dark force; so how then were you able to defeat. or lets say escape Voldemort so many times? What are you hiding? A secret even your mind cannot tell me," Harry couldn't help but feel suddenly like a helpless animal in its last moments of life, and this woman was the vulture poised in thought as to where she should take her first bite. As Harry stared back at the woman defiantly it wasn't a woman's face that came to mind, it was that of Professor ConDoin, though he had no idea why. This woman looked nothing like Professor ConDoin, and in any case Harry didn't particularly like the man and decided it wouldn't have bothered him if Professor ConDoin were the host; however the woman had said her host was female. She laughed. Harry's eyes narrowed suspiciously as he watched her watching him, or so it seemed to be that way. "You don't like Arutha?" she spoke the edges of her mouth curling into an amused smile that seemed somewhat familiar and friendly, "Well your affiliating him with me is not completely unfounded; until recently he was my host," "The purple robes?" Harry spoke and watched as the woman nodded, "That was you all that time?" "Indeed it was Harry - a male host, not quite what Elwyn would have expected of quiet and refined Lady Ameraid, I don't doubt. And Sylvia." the woman took in a breath of sigh which sounded almost content yet annoyed, "What joy I would find in rubbing the femininity she assumed of me right back in her face - imagine her surprise the day she found me among those slaughtering unicorns in Africa," "Sylvia Saphricorn?" Harry asked though he didn't really mean to, his head was throbbing and he was becoming less and less attentive to his words, The purple woman nodded, Harry noticed at this point that more of her white hair had changed to lavender in colour, and the previous lavender strands were a deeper shade, though not quite a striking purple like her clothing, "Now Rubeus was different, the last gaze I received from him before his demise was one that didn't look at all surprised, he knew me better then the other two," the purple woman went on and Harry's head went cold with a shiver of realisation, "Your Amberly Ameraid, aren't you?" he watched her with bated breath, and when she nodded his head nearly exploded with questions, though not one did he voice, "Quite a lot to comprehend isn't it?" she smiled and Harry could think nothing but the impossibility of what was unfolding before him, "But you couldn't live away from Elwyn? Professor Lumos taught us that Amberly and Sylvia only survived in Elwyn's presence, he shared his immortality with you while you were at his side, that's why Rubeus was so much younger then you all," Harry muttered, "Ah, so Mr Potter you have done your homework, good, good - you see your friend Hermione knows a lot more then you give her credit for," Amberly nodded still with a smirk, "How do you know Hermione?" Harry watched her still with narrowed eyes, "I have been around all year Mr Potter - having more of a passengers view of everything, nevertheless I was here," Amberly spoke and Harry saw that her pupils were slowly forming, though at the moment they were just pinpricks in a sea of swirling white, "You see Potter, while Emerindyl is around I haven't the strength to overwhelm my host, which is why I needed to get him out of the manor," "The amulet," Harry spoke looking at it, it was still glowing even brighter and brighter as Amberly's hair turned from white to lavender, "Yes indeed, the amulet - had it not been for this; my second most prized of all my jewels, I would not be standing in front of you today," Amberly spoke, her eyes glittering with the flickering light of the flame torches around the chamber, "Though it was a task in itself to take hold of Arutha, Elwyn had obviously trained him far to well, it proved much easier to take the body of one Divination Professor," "Professor Ngera," Harry gasped though weakly, Amberly smiled, "Saphricorn scum, Harry, that's all she is," 'My lady," the dungeon door opened with a snap and in strolled an Avada guard, Harry noticed this to be one of Mezentius' Ameraid friends, "The new moon, it shines," Amberly's gaze fell back upon the guard though she did not turned her head away from Harry, "Bring him," she spoke looking, again, at Harry, "Bring them all, lets not have any of them leave this school without witnessing the power of their new Queen," She turned on her heels and started out the room, Mezentius shot Harry a concerned look, which seemed almost frightened, "When this has all ended Harry, I will sorely enjoy killing you" Mezentius spoke though with concern plain on his face, Harry didn't find this very convincing, "Come on," grunted two guards as they placed Harry's arms and legs in knew shackles before removing the others. These were attached to chains, which joined Harry to a row of a dozen students, Hyperion was right behind him,
Harry didn't get a good look at Hyperion, but in the windows they past he looked into the reflection to see Hyperion was in just as bad a state as Harry, in fact he was sporting a bloody nose and a black eye, though this was all Harry could see, he was sure there'd be something else, They were led out upon the Entrance courtyard, as Harry followed the Avada guards down the grand-stand-sized-staircase he looked out upon the courtyard, there were Avada guards on every wall. Harry raised his eyes to the walls of the manor; in every window he saw a face, more Tebo's. He walked forward towards where the students had been gathered, Tebo's grabbed him and Mezentius' eyes spread to him at once, a smile crossed his face and he gestured for Harry to join him. Harry was released from his shackles and the Tebo's escorted him to the Mezentius' side. Amberly was nowhere to be seen for the time being. He saw some of the looks of defeat on many of the other students faces, he knew this must seem to them as if he and Brydie had failed them all, the looks in their eyes seemed as if their very souls were leaving them. He thought he knew before just how important his and Brydie's job was to succeed, but now he understood that he had completely underestimated everything and the weight of it all stopped him in his tracks. He stopped and stared up at Mezentius, who was now being lifted by the water of the Ameraid fountain onto his watery stage like before. The Avada guards hadn't noticed he'd stopped and were still walking forward. Harry froze; what would happen when Amberly arrived, what exactly was it time for? The anti-Avada spell? What did she need it for? Who was she reviving? The impending doom was crushing, and Harry knew that nothing that had happened in the last four years could have come close to what was at stake in this moment.
Looking at Mezentius he saw the evil that was so plainly there and until not long ago had been cleverly concealed, Mezentius had always told him the Tebo was smart, as Harry thought about it he realised he should have known it all along, what had been carefully hidden from him was now so obvious, "What is the matter Harry? Don't you trust me?" Mezentius spoke smirking, as he looked straight at Harry. Harry felt his legs moving though he didn't know whether it was he telling his feet to move or someone using the imperius curse on him, either way he felt his body moving closer towards the Ameraid fountain, he climbed upon the stone wall of it and then stepped onto the water which lifted him until he was level with Mezentius. All the pain in his body had apparently disappeared, though his wrists and ankles were still bloody. "I do believe Emerindyl was wrong when he told you coming to Koalingo was not a punishment - how does it make you feel to know that this will be the last night of your entire life?" Mezentius spoke quietly to Harry then raised his voice to the rest of the students, "My dear school mates," Mezentius spoke turning to the rest of the students gathered, "Though it turned out to be detrimental for each and everyone of you staying here at Koalingo during your holidays - it was of course only a slight part of the many things done to make sure you were all ignorant to what's going on across this vast continent of ours," Mezentius spoke and the smirk on his face made Harry understand something else was terribly wrong, "Like this for instance," Mezentius spoke raising his wand to the sky, "Avis," he chanted and birds burst from his wand before flying into the sky where the soft pink to blue morning sky above shimmered before the birds seemed to disappear, "Fake birds? Yes. but then so is the sky,"
Mezentius raised both hands which glowed purple, a glowing line of purple began in the sky and slowly widened as Mezentius seemed to be ripping the sky open, beyond which was a blinding red glow that seemed to paint the sky dangerously. The rip expanded until the sky was no longer blue, Harry understood it as land beyond the castle wall turned black, charred wafts of smoke drifting into the sky looking like the mountains beyond the manor had been swept by fire, "The remains of a magical war I'm afraid," Mezentius spoke again looking across it. Harry stared at it absolutely horrified, wondering just how long this had been going on, they'd only been denied leave from the manor in the last month, "We've been doing things like this all year, Harry" Mezentius spoke after turning and looking straight into Harry's eyes, they were not the same eyes Harry had become accustomed to, these were heartless, cruel, and power- hungry eyes, "When I heard you were coming to Koalingo Academy I knew I would have to befriend you, but only to keep an eye on you - and help plant idea's into your head of course, though I admit it was a task I would only trust myself with, the great Harry Potter." Mezentius finished shaking his head, "If Voldemort managed to have himself destroyed by you I can only imagine how weak he must have been. and just think, those that fell to Voldemort must have been completely and utterly pathetic," Mezentius smirked, "That's right isn't it Harry? Your parents fell to him didn't they?"
Harry's body locked up in this instance, his mind and emotions waring each other both fighting to react, his emotions wanting to rip Mezentius apart, and his mind telling him he had no chance, and any action on his behalf would only mean his downfall. Mezentius watched him for a few more moments, Harry merely stared right back at him defiantly, "Well, less talk about your parents and more about the more important things in life," Mezentius spoke turning and facing everyone assembled, the jet of water Harry was standing on moved away from Mezentius and lowered two or three feet before it stopped, putting Harry on display like something at a zoo. "Bow or cower, which ever suits," Mezentius spoke as he gestured towards the grand-stand sized steps, the Tebo's standing there stood aside as the tall slim, purple haired pail skinned Amberly Ameraid in her long flowing purple silk gown lined with gold, her two-foot long hair fluttering in the soft autumn breeze. It was now completely purple, a powerful striking purple, she had succeeded in completely consuming Professor Ngera. The Amethyst Amulet hanging around her neck was no longer glowing, hanging there like just another piece of jewellery. Her eyes were no longer whitened over but full of colour, normal eyes, they were, only they were purple like the rest of her, and her lips, looking colder then her eyes were dark-purple, Harry stared. Mortified as he fought against believing it, Mezentius and Harry exchanged glances where Mezentius shook his head; still smirking he spoke quietly so that only Harry could hear, "Amberly Ameraid," Harry stared up at the figure, more beautiful then ever though somehow tainted. Amberly Ameraid walked forward the crowd parting, though Harry never once saw a person move their feet, they just seemed to float aside without hesitation. The water of the fountain spat out another jet as it poured down towards Amberly like steps. Though every step seemed lighter then the water, she looked to be floating just above the steps. The amulet was glowing slightly seemingly increasing its glare as Harry watched it until the point where it pierced his eyes and he had to look away. Mezentius bowed like dog to its master, and immediately the Tebo's assembled followed suit, all bowing to Amberly as if she were a queen, a true queen of darkness. Amberly seemed to think this was suitable as a smile ran across the face Harry had once thought so serene. "My students," Amberly spoke, her voice was deeper then Professor Ngera, Harry could understand almost immediately how she was able to command the Guild of Avada, "How do you enjoy your time at my school?" she spoke watching them, None of the students spoke, nor did they move, all were looking horrified and confused, including the Ameraid's there that were not Tebo's. "Speechless of course - always a good sign, I never did like a lot of noise," Amberly spoke looking down upon the students, though it was difficult to tell exactly where she was looking with nothing in her eyes but white, "Mezentius, hand my office please," Harry's eyes narrowed at this request, ore peculiar then anything else Harry had heard in the wizarding world, he wondered exactly how someone would hand another their office. Mezentius' hand dug into his pocket immediately, and moments later he was holding up the Amethyst earring he had ripped from Professor ConDoin's earlobe. Amberly took it from him,
Almost instantly Harry understood. The office was in the earring; all along the teachers had been searching the manor when all the hints were there in front of them, suddenly it made sense for the office to be inside the earring. And why Mezentius had always been so angry with Professor ConDoin for having the jewels "The Guild of Avada, for years you have worshipped Avada Kedavra under the belief that she was the most powerful dark witch to ever live. and die - tonight I shall prove this belief to be quite out of date," she spoke looking across the Tebo's, "When she created a curse so powerful that it killed instantly, the world of dark magic bowed to her feet - she had created the one spell so powerful that no magic could cure its affects,"
Everyone seemed to be watching her with a build up of anxiousness. Waiting for something to happen, something amazing. "What I have achieved, is that cure," Amberly held the earring up, "The anti-Avada spell, designed to bring back any whom, have been killed by the curse - Avada Kedavra herself met her downfall from the very curse she created - though she died still with the belief that her life's work would forever secure her the position as Queen of darkness, though this evening, I shall let her know just how unfounded her beliefs are,"
Amberly gestured to the Golden Gates of the manor, which were open and now glowing a violent purple. In walked a parade of Avada guards, not in black cloaks like the others, but in blood red robes, they looked more like sinister monks as they entered facing the ground, their hoods blackened their faces hiding them from all site,
Amberly's hands glowed purple and in the centre of the grand-stand- sized-staircase a stone plinth raised, it was as wide and as long as the base of single bed. Though it didn't look nearly as comfortable.
The red Avada monks walked forward and Harry's eyes widened in terror as laying there, on a finely decorated cart lay a woman. Her eyes were closed and her arms by her side, as though she had been perfectly positioned before she petrified. The monks led the cart to the steps, where they walked off and formed a circle around the plinth on the steps while four others lifted the body off of the cart. It was laying on a fine cloth forming a bed by two long polished lengths of redwood at either side. They lifted her and to complete silence, moved her onto the plinth where they laid her and then bowed down to it.
At this point everyone's attention returned to Amberly Ameraid as she laughed. "Bow to her all you like, in a few moments it shall be to me,"
Amberly held the earring up in front of her, and almost instantly the smile on her face faded. Mezentius smile faded too, as if he looked at Amberly suddenly with an expression of alarm.
Amberly held this stance for a matter of moments before closing her hand over the earring and bringing it down in front of her. The silence was now deathly, something was obviously wrong. Though Amberly had started to laugh, "I should have known nephew," she spoke as she rubbed her fingers together, a thin stream of purple dust seemed to fall from these fingers until she turned and looked at Mezentius, the whites of her eyes now with a red tinge, though this was possibly just the reflection from the red sky above them, "You fool!" Amberly yelled suddenly throwing something small and gold at Mezentius, which appeared to Harry to have been what was left of the earring, "The wrong one." was all the noise that escaped from Mezentius' mouth, though this was soon backed up with, "There's two?" "Of course there was two," she screamed at him and he backed off to the point where he was standing on the edge of the water, There was a moment where Amberly seemed ready to curse Mezentius to the ends of the earth and beyond. Though Mezentius seemed determined to prove this wrong could be made right, "We can look for the other My Lady," Mezentius spoke. Harry could hear pleading in Mezentius' voice quite clearly, it reminded him of the way Wormtail would plead with Voldemort, "No," Amberly looked away from him, "I know where it is, I knew you couldn't possibly have the right one," "Who has it?" Mezentius stared at her, "The person who defeated me," Amberly spoke though it sounded like the words were more venomous then a Basilisk, "Who?" Mezentius spoke; Harry could see that this was news to Mezentius, "She's talking about me," one of the Tebo's removed his hood, his eyes told Harry immediately it was Rob, and in his outstretched hand was an earring, identical to the one Mezentius had just presented to Amberly. He reached to his ear and put the earring on, "Good evening mother," Rob spoke as all around him backed off, "Rubeus," Amberly spoke staring back, Harry couldn't understand why, but in Amberly's eyes he could see hatred, loathing beyond anything he'd seen before in a humans beings eyes, "Mother?" Mezentius whispered looking stunned, "Rubeus Ruberagon the second is your son?"
Everyone was now staring from Amberly to Rob and then back again, "Not that she'd like to admit it, would you mother?" Rubeus smiled, the corners of his dragon eyes were touched by this smile, and Harry couldn't understand it though, he seemed such a friendly person, though his parents were Rubeus Ruberagon and Amberly Ameraid. It was obvious now, who Amberly really was, and it was always rumoured that Ruberagon the first was a horribly dark wizard. And Rob himself had a reputation for being a terrifyingly evil Australian wizard; perhaps he too had been fooling Harry to this point. "You are no son of mine, Rubeus" Amberly spoke her eyes full of hatred, "No, just as you've never been a mother to me," Rubeus spoke back and started to over, he rose into the sky until he was level with her, "Elwyn will be here shortly - I hope you don't mind, but I sent for him," Amberly's eyes widened, "That isn't fear I smell, is it mother?" Rubeus smirked and Harry couldn't help but smile, "You wreak of it," "When we last met Rubeus, I do recall our battle to be quite close," Amberly smiled, "You want to see the power I amassed before I died?" Amberly smiled and lifted the Amulet, "Sylvia, Rubeus," she spoke and the Amulet glared and two figures stood by her side now, a woman in a blue and silver gown, the other a man in red and gold robes.
Harry saw Rubeus falter for a moment as he stared at the three figures, "My slaves are already too good a match for you," Amberly spoke as she looked straight at Rubeus, "Your father, and of course Lady Saphricorn," "It seems you are outnumbered Rubeus," Mezentius grinned, "Well, not quite, young Mr Fumbleknot," every pair of eyes shot t the top of the grand-stand-sized-staircase, where there stood Brydie, the Minister of Magic, and a green and gold cloaked Elwyn Emerindyl, "You see I was never one for missing a Koalingo Academy Celebration," Around Elwyn, Brydie, and the Minister walked many of the other Wizards Harry had met at Elwyn's Christmas party, all officials of the Australian Ministry of Magic as well as one battered looking Arutha ConDoin holding his sword drawn in his right hand, "It seems you are the one outnumbered," Elwyn spoke as raised his staff and it shimmered and shrank, changing shape, he too was holding a sword, a hilt of gold with glittering emeralds, this was the Emerindyl sorting sword,
Sword in hand he cut the air in front of him and every student was now armed with a wand. Harry too was no armed with his own wand; he smiled and watched Elwyn for the next move, "Well are you just going to stand there," he spoke and there was a mass of flashing as all of the shackles fell to the ground with a jingle and the fighting began. Elwyn took flight until both he and Arutha were floating by Rubeus Ruberagon II. Sylvia and Rubeus Ruberagon I stood by Amberly, their eyes were glazed over, and Harry could tell that neither of them knew what they were doing,
There was a flash of light that missed Harry by inches, he dived off of his stage of water and landed with a roll onto the hard stone ground around the fountain. Looking up he saw it had been Mezentius that had attacked him, "Interfering, you did this Harry, I can tell you did," Mezentius spoke as he flew to the ground and landed in front of Harry whom was still lying on the ground from his fall, "No, I doubt I helped much," Harry spoke back to him, "Tebo's aren't as smart as you always made them out to be, if you had any brains Mezentius, you'd have gotten the correct earring to begin with," Mezentius face erupted into loathing when Harry finished and he drew out his wand and aimed it at Harry's face, "Avada." "Ráfaga!!!" Mezentius exploded in rush of blue dust and Brydie grabbed Harry by the arm, "Lets not hang about," she shouted and dragged him to his feet as they took off through the crowd of fighting,
Brydie grabbed for the whistle around Harry's neck and blew on it hard, the little dragon came zooming out of no where, knocking several Tebo's over on its way screaming at the top of its lungs about its sore ears and rampaging attacking everyone near them, "Hit the dirt," Brydie shouted as she grabbed Harry and pulled him down as the little dragon proceeded with its attack, Harry had his head covered, though when the ground by his ear shattered and sprayed him with pieces of stone, it became apparent that Mezentius was back on his trail, "Expelliarmus" Harry shouted aiming his wand quickly, he missed Mezentius by inches, though he managed to hit another Tebo in the back, the first years the Tebo was attacking shot Harry several thumbs up before they dispended, "Reducto!" Mezentius voice sounded moments before the spell collided with Harry knocking him backwards. Harry slid across the stone courtyard, skidding on his already bloody and bruised arms and legs. Harry laid there where he landed, finding it hard to breath, though when another curse flew his way he scrambled aside feeling the heat from the flying energy hit the ground beside him. Mezentius approached Harry with his wand drawn, thought this time Harry was waiting for him, he sent his arm up fast, "Draconis Oppugnare!" Harry pointed his wand true this time and as a flash of green light in the form of a dragons head blasted from Harry's wand, Mezentius fell backwards in terror as the dragon grabbed him in its mouth flew him up into the air and then dropped him. "Wow, Harry where did that one come from?" Brydie spoke reaching him after watching the spell hit Mezentius, "I have no idea," Harry watched in awe himself. Looking up into the air Harry could see Amberly Ameraid, Rubeus Ruberagon I and Sylvia Saphricorn were floating ten metres off the ground opposite Elwyn Emerindyl, Arutha ConDoin and Rubeus Ruberagon II, "You wouldn't fight your wife would you Emerindyl? You do realise if you hurt her, she can still die," Harry heard Amberly crow, "I was counting on it," Harry heard Elwyn speak as he watched both Professor ConDoin and Elwyn raise their wands and chant "Avada Kedavra!"
The sky was an explosion of green light so fierce that Harry hid his eyes beneath the arms of his robes to free them of pain. When the light subsided he looked forth to see two figures fall from the sky. He saw Professor Darkmoon catch Sylvia in his arms and run off into the castle blasting four Tebo's out of his way with a spell that flashed and acid blue light, it took both Professor Gardiner and Professor and Professor Stark to carry big and beefy Rubeus Ruberagon the first upstairs and into the castle. Looking skywards again he saw Elwyn still facing Amberly, "I can still draw their power Elwyn; you've done nothing to hinder my strength," Amberly spoke raising her wand, "Reducto." Harry heard Amberly chant and watched a light form at the end of her wand though he didn't get a chance to see if it hit as Harry was hit hard in the back by a curse from Mezentius,
Tumbling forward onto the ground, Harry rolled onto his back squirming, his entire body felt as if it was crawling with spiders, creeping all over his skin, under his skin and in his hair. Harry twitched and wriggled; the feeling consuming him though short lived when his face met a particularly heavy book. Retarding the effects of Mezentius spell at once. Looking up Harry saw Brydie standing in the window of an over hanging tower throwing heavy books down upon the Tebo's. Though the books that found their way to Tebo's heads were much larger then the one Harry had been hit by.
The next moment Harry saw Professor Lumos cooing and flying overhead on the back of a Nimbus 2001 casting spells in every direction that splattered their victim with a green goo sticking them to the ground, cooing some more and then flying off. This worked perfectly for Harry as Mezentius' attention was taken as he started trying to blast Professor Lumos off his broom.
By this time Harry was standing again and had his wand aimed, though what again his attention was taken when Professor ConDoin plummeted out of the sky and landed with a bone crunching crash behind him, "Professor?" Harry spoke as he turned and looked into Professor ConDoin's pain-stricken eyes, "The Amulet Harry, he choked through mouthfuls of blood as he clutched to the bottom of Harry's robes, "She draws their power through the amulet - it. must. be. destroyed." Falling limp on the ground Harry looked up at Amberly, the Amulet was again glowing an eye piercing purple, "Help!" came a scream Harry knew to be far to familiar to ignore. Turning back he saw Brydie clutching to the window cell of the tower she was in. Mezentius was standing several metres from Harry in the shadow of the tower; out of his wand were streams of magic-like-rope which went forward and wrapped around the tower, ripping it forward off the structure, Harry tried cursing Mezentius, though all of his spells bounced off, it became clear to Harry that Mezentius was within the force field of a Reppoussent charm, "Help," Brydie screamed as furniture flew past her falling out of the tower. It hit Harry as odd that Mezentius would pull the tower down upon himself; until he noticed who else he was pulling the tower down upon. All of the battling students would die, and Mezentius, shielding by all magical force would survive. "Wow, he'll kill everyone," Hyperion spoke, as he stepped up behind Harry, "How do we get everyone out of harms way?" Harry spoke panicky as he watched Mezentius pulling the tower more off balance, "I have an idea," Hyperion spoke Harry watched Hyperion's eyes darting around at the students beyond the courtyard, "I'll take care of it - you take care of him," Hyperion spoke pointing to Mezentius and then running off.
Harry looked around the courtyard, how would he and Hyperion clear the courtyard, save Brydie, and make Mezentius pay all at the same time. But then he did something he would not have done any other time this year, he trusted Hyperion, "You better do your Lord Douglas," Harry spoke under his breath as he walked to Mezentius. Being behind Mezentius, he was not seen, and when he was Mezentius laughed at Harry's foolish attempts at breaking through the field, "No magical force can penetrate the Reppoussent shield," Mezentius spoke then smirked, "Say good bye to you fat cousins girlfriend, Harry"
Harry quickly looked around, the entire school must have had so much magic floating around it since its establishment, that it would surely have far too much magic in it to use against Harry, but then the lump in his trouser pocket seemed larger then ever before.
Harry put his hand into his pocket and produced Hormone's autograph book. He smiled, inside the cover was the recommended retail price for the book, he was happy to see that the currency the price was written in was pounds. "A non-magic book," Harry smiled, as he pulled the book back in his arm, at this range, the book might just be enough. WHAM! The book flew right through the field and hit Mezentius in the temple. Causing him to fall to the ground, the field around him disintegrating, "You'll not get away with anything you did this year," Harry spoke loathingly at Mezentius crumpled figure he took another look at the falling tower then at Mezentius, "Lapis Commutatio!" Mezentius raised his hand though it turned grey and stopped moving, The tower fell at this moment, Brydie inside it, "Ráfaga!!" Harry shouted, though his voice was not the only one he heard, he saw Brydie explode into a billion specs of blue pixie dust just before he too lost all sense of being. For a moment Harry thought the tower had fallen on him, and he had died, though when the landscape materialised in front of him and Harry appeared with a blue glow about him, he understood what Hyperion had done. He looked about, the falling fountain had trashed the courtyard, and the Ameraid fountain was no more. And everywhere blue glows developed into students dropping on to the rubble that had once been the castle tower. Brydie being the last, she materialised in the sky and fell on top of Harry. "Nice of you to catch me there, chap" she punched him playfully though Harry wished she hadn't. She helped him up as all attention turned skywards where Elwyn was beaming down upon them all. He winked at Harry and Harry smiled. Amberly was nowhere to be seen.
* "That is why, Harry Potter, we are awarding you honorary citizenship as an Australian Wizard, and should you choose it, you may continue your magical learning here in Australia, as a student of Koalingo Academy," the voice of Headmaster Elwyn Emerindyl rang across the sunny Winter entrance courtyard of Koalingo Academy, the entire school was seated in their winter uniforms on the steps of the manor. A stone stage had been erected from the ground for Harry, Dumbledore, Hermione, Ron, and the rest of the Weasley's excluding Mrs Weasley who was no where to be seen, accompanied by Elwyn, returned from retirement, along side his wife, Sylvia, and son, Godric. Rubeus Ruberagon the first and second were standing along side the students on the grand-stand-like-staircase both in Professors uniforms,
Hermione and Ron looked alarmed at this news, though Brydie and Hyperion were beaming. Harry looked across the school from where he stood. Headmaster Emerindyl was standing in front of him smiling, while Dumbledore was standing behind him. He looked back at Dumbledore who was smiling, a glint of happiness in his eyes that showed he couldn't have been more proud of Harry if he tried.
Harry smiled as he looked back at Elwyn, he didn't need to voice his decision, Elwyn nodded and bowed to Harry, it was easy to see that he understood. "Then allow me to leave you with these words Harry," he spoke as he watched Harry with such intensity that Harry could feel it in his joints, "This last year, I had hoped would have allowed you a break of your past, and allow you to live the way a young man should be able to, care-free and pleasantly, I even went as far as suggesting the students deceive you about certain things, and on one occasion a memory charm was necessary, though you have taught me something Harry - you are a student, yes, but you are also an extraordinary young man, you're a leader Harry. And if you are the future, then I should very much look forward to it," he smiled and then laughed, "Hey I'll be around for it wont I," Everyone laughed and then, "Lunch is ready!" came a shrill shout from the top of the steps as a short plump woman with blazing red-hair as she rang a large bell in her left hand. "Oh by all means, let us all go and have some lunch," Elwyn spoke to the assembly that had obviously been waiting for his say so.
The school all made their way up the stairs when Elwyn dismissed them. Hermione, Ron, Brydie, and Hyperion walked to Harry and Brydie punched him in the shoulder playfully. By now Harry had become immune to it, "We'll miss you chap," Brydie smiled pulling him in for a hug, a rib- crunching hug, he now understood how she could handle Dudley, "I'll visit of course, but remember, mum's the word with that frilled-necked-lizard," she winked and then looked at Hermione and Ron waiting eagerly, "Come on Lord Douglas, I'll buy you a pumpkin juice," "We're eating in the hall, it wont cost you anything?" Hyperion protested, "I know," she winked at Harry and then walked off with Hyperion, "What a year, hey Harry?" Hermione spoke flanking Harry's right, "Yeah what a year," Ron spoke flanking Harry's left, "What do you mean you weren't even here for it," Harry grinned, "I did all the work," "I know." Ron started, "But it was still one amazing year," "Come off it, you didn't know that flag pole was going to go straight through the amulet into that horrible woman," Hermione spoke turning and looking at him with a smile of disbelief on her face, "No, but at least I didn't stop the tower from falling," Harry grinned even wider, "Like you could have anyway," Ron laughed and jumped out of the way as Harry made to wack him with his rolled up certificate of citizenship. "Pity about my autograph book, now I'll have to start a new one all over," Hermione pouted as they started walking towards the grand-stand-like-steps, "Well it was a good sacrifice, the biggest piece of Mezentius they found was the stone form of his big nose," Harry laughed, "Is that teacher going to be ok? The one that was possessed by that horrible woman?" Hermione asked, Harry knew at once se meant Professor Ngera, "Oh, yeah," Harry spoke trying not to sound overly pleased, he had something of a crush for this woman that he knew would make Ron laugh at him, "When the amulet was destroyed the two separated - they'll be able to resurrect her soon enough," "Well that's good, at least that horrible Ameraid woman didn't take any lives with her. beside's the other Tebo's of course," Hermione grimaced, "Oh she's not dead," Harry looked at her suddenly realising they didn't know, "She'll be resurrected back into her old body once Rob goes and finds enough parts of it," Harry informed them, "Elwyn reckons it's better for Amberly to live a punishment then to get out of it just because she's dead." "Being dead isn't enough of a good excuse?" Hermione looked suddenly horrified, Harry shook his head and smiled, "Not to Elwyn - just imagine this, he's lived two hundred years assuming his wife was dead - Amberly can't just get away with that," "Hey. wait a minute - that doesn't make sense," Ron spoke with a puzzled look on his face, "What's that?" Harry and Hermione spoke at the same time, "If Elwyn's Godric's father?" Ron started "And Sylvia is Godric's mother, neither of them has seen one another for more then two hundred years, then how did Godric manage to be only eleven years old?"

"Finis"