AN: Hello again!!
Gosh I got this chapter up quick. Anyway, just like to say that in my last
chapter I wrote Sirius on the note. IT was meant to be Snuffles. Please
take note of this!!! (and review. Or else. I will do something so
horrible I don't even want to think about it.)
Ron, Harry and Hermione burst into the Defence classroom, panting. "Sorry we're late," Harry gasped. "I have a note here from Dumbledore." He passed over the note Dumbledore had left for him with some trepidation. After all, it hadn't said that Ron and Hermione were meant to help him. Figg looked up with a frown. "Who is Snuffles?" she asked coldly. They glanced at each other. Harry spoke first. "It's a, err, a, a codename. Umm, classified information." "Sit down," she said icily. "Now, over the next few lessons we will first be learning about the rise and fall of various Dark Lords over the centuries. Then we will be learning a little more about Dark Creatures and how to defend yourselves against them. Any questions?"
Deans hand went up. "Mr Thomas." "Were there any dark wizards not in Slytherin?" he asked. The Slytherins scowled at him. Harry put his own hand up tentatively. "Potter." "There has been dark wizards from houses other than Slytherin," he began cautiously. "I know of one myself who came from Gryffindor." Seamus Finnigan fell off his chair in disbelief. Several people's mouths were hanging open. "Who came from where?" he said. "Gryffindor," Harry repeated. "He was - is - a Death Eater," he added helpfully. No response. "He's presumed dead by most of the wizarding world." Still nothing. "His name was." "We have no reason to know his name," Figg cut in. "Now, if we could get back to the lesson. Who can tell me the most famous dark wizards of thi century?" Predictably, Hermiones hand was first up and waving around most vigorously.
"Miss Granger." "The most commonly known dark wizards of this century were Grindelwald, defeated by Professor Dumbledore in 1945, coincidentally the same year the Muggle world war ended, and You-Know-Who." "Correct. Now - oh, what is it this time, Potter?" she snapped. "No I don't know who!" Harry said crossly. "Huh?" "All this You-Know-Who business! This is what Voldemort wants - a whole world full of people too scared to say some silly nickname he made up for himself. I mean, Dumbledore's the only one he's scared of, and Dumbledore says his name all the time. It's ridiculous1 Its-"" Figg cut him off again. She was furious. "Harry Potter. That. Will. Do!!" Harry glared furiously at her for a few minutes, then relaxed a little, breathing heavily. "Now, to get on with the LESSON. We will be discussing Dumbledores defeat of Grindelwald, and how he so cleverly turned him into a needle which was then hidden in some secret spot."
Harry marched out to Care of Magical Creatures scowling. "That Figg woman, she has something against me, I swear it. Shes nearly as bad as Snape, honestly." "Don't be ridiculous," Hermione said. "Noone could be as bad as Snape." She looked around nervously. "I wonder what deadly dangerous thing Hagrids got for us this time.." Her voice trailed off as Hagrid walked into view carrying a large red and gold bird on his shoulder. "That's a phoenix!" she gasped in awe. "Amazing, Granger. You actually know what something is," came a cold, drawling voice. "Fawkes?" Harry said in amazement. The bird trilled and took off in a flurry of red and gold, coming to land heavily on Harry's shoulder. Hagrid smiled at him. "Yes, Harry 'ere was right. This eres a Phoenix. Great birds. Now, I want ye tuh write 'n essay on Phoenix's. righ' now, 'ere in class. I can't do much, I got stuff tuh do, I do. Harry? Do you wan' to keep Fawkes or?" "I'll keep him here," Harry said quickly. He sat down on the grass - a little awkwardly because of Fawkes, and pulled his bag towards him. From it he got one of the Ministry laws books, and began to read. Ron was doodling pictures, prodding them with his wand to make them move, and Hermione had several text books open writing at an amazing pace. About halfway through the lesson, Harry gave a start. "I've got it!" he whispered hoarsly.
"Got what?" Ron said. "Found a way to get Snuffles a trial!! Listen to this. Innocent until proven guilty; This law was established in 1607 to prevent innocent people from being sent to Azkaban. The law requires that all people accused of committing an Azkaban crime be granted a trial, just in case they are innocent. If this rule is broken, and it is proved, the party who is directly affected are entitled to one million galleons for every year of wrongful imprisonment. All those indirectly affected are intitled to half a million galleons for every year. And the trial requires the use of Veritaserum!" He leapt to his feet, knocking Fawkes off his shoulder. Fawkes trilled indignantly. "Sorry, Fawkes! I have to go!" And with that Harry sprinted off, leaving a rather dumbstruck Hagrid behind him and a very excited Ron and Hermione.
Harry stopped outside Dumbledores office, breathing hard. It had been a long sprint up several flights of stairs from Hagrids hut, and he was more than a bit out of breath. When he had recovered, he said what had been the password only the day before. "Canary Creams." Nothing happened. Harry stared at the griffin in disgust. Dumbledore had changed the password again!! "Err, Chocolate Frogs?" Still nothing. HE was about to try again, when he heard Dumbledore's voice from around the corner. "Why don't we discuss this in my office, Cornelius?" he said. The two of them walked round the corner, and Harry found himself face to face with the minister of magic.
"Harry!" Fudge said nervously. "Shouldn't you be in class?" Harry nodded. "Yes, but.." he turned to Dumbledore. "Professor, I found what you wanted me too.." Dumbledore looked delighted. "Marvelous!! Now we can kill two birds with one stone. Harry, you come right up to my office with Cornelius and I, we have a lot to discuss.
AN. Well, that's the end of the latest chapter. What I said at the beginning still stands. If you tell me your username in your review, I'll read yours and review them as well. Thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ron, Harry and Hermione burst into the Defence classroom, panting. "Sorry we're late," Harry gasped. "I have a note here from Dumbledore." He passed over the note Dumbledore had left for him with some trepidation. After all, it hadn't said that Ron and Hermione were meant to help him. Figg looked up with a frown. "Who is Snuffles?" she asked coldly. They glanced at each other. Harry spoke first. "It's a, err, a, a codename. Umm, classified information." "Sit down," she said icily. "Now, over the next few lessons we will first be learning about the rise and fall of various Dark Lords over the centuries. Then we will be learning a little more about Dark Creatures and how to defend yourselves against them. Any questions?"
Deans hand went up. "Mr Thomas." "Were there any dark wizards not in Slytherin?" he asked. The Slytherins scowled at him. Harry put his own hand up tentatively. "Potter." "There has been dark wizards from houses other than Slytherin," he began cautiously. "I know of one myself who came from Gryffindor." Seamus Finnigan fell off his chair in disbelief. Several people's mouths were hanging open. "Who came from where?" he said. "Gryffindor," Harry repeated. "He was - is - a Death Eater," he added helpfully. No response. "He's presumed dead by most of the wizarding world." Still nothing. "His name was." "We have no reason to know his name," Figg cut in. "Now, if we could get back to the lesson. Who can tell me the most famous dark wizards of thi century?" Predictably, Hermiones hand was first up and waving around most vigorously.
"Miss Granger." "The most commonly known dark wizards of this century were Grindelwald, defeated by Professor Dumbledore in 1945, coincidentally the same year the Muggle world war ended, and You-Know-Who." "Correct. Now - oh, what is it this time, Potter?" she snapped. "No I don't know who!" Harry said crossly. "Huh?" "All this You-Know-Who business! This is what Voldemort wants - a whole world full of people too scared to say some silly nickname he made up for himself. I mean, Dumbledore's the only one he's scared of, and Dumbledore says his name all the time. It's ridiculous1 Its-"" Figg cut him off again. She was furious. "Harry Potter. That. Will. Do!!" Harry glared furiously at her for a few minutes, then relaxed a little, breathing heavily. "Now, to get on with the LESSON. We will be discussing Dumbledores defeat of Grindelwald, and how he so cleverly turned him into a needle which was then hidden in some secret spot."
Harry marched out to Care of Magical Creatures scowling. "That Figg woman, she has something against me, I swear it. Shes nearly as bad as Snape, honestly." "Don't be ridiculous," Hermione said. "Noone could be as bad as Snape." She looked around nervously. "I wonder what deadly dangerous thing Hagrids got for us this time.." Her voice trailed off as Hagrid walked into view carrying a large red and gold bird on his shoulder. "That's a phoenix!" she gasped in awe. "Amazing, Granger. You actually know what something is," came a cold, drawling voice. "Fawkes?" Harry said in amazement. The bird trilled and took off in a flurry of red and gold, coming to land heavily on Harry's shoulder. Hagrid smiled at him. "Yes, Harry 'ere was right. This eres a Phoenix. Great birds. Now, I want ye tuh write 'n essay on Phoenix's. righ' now, 'ere in class. I can't do much, I got stuff tuh do, I do. Harry? Do you wan' to keep Fawkes or?" "I'll keep him here," Harry said quickly. He sat down on the grass - a little awkwardly because of Fawkes, and pulled his bag towards him. From it he got one of the Ministry laws books, and began to read. Ron was doodling pictures, prodding them with his wand to make them move, and Hermione had several text books open writing at an amazing pace. About halfway through the lesson, Harry gave a start. "I've got it!" he whispered hoarsly.
"Got what?" Ron said. "Found a way to get Snuffles a trial!! Listen to this. Innocent until proven guilty; This law was established in 1607 to prevent innocent people from being sent to Azkaban. The law requires that all people accused of committing an Azkaban crime be granted a trial, just in case they are innocent. If this rule is broken, and it is proved, the party who is directly affected are entitled to one million galleons for every year of wrongful imprisonment. All those indirectly affected are intitled to half a million galleons for every year. And the trial requires the use of Veritaserum!" He leapt to his feet, knocking Fawkes off his shoulder. Fawkes trilled indignantly. "Sorry, Fawkes! I have to go!" And with that Harry sprinted off, leaving a rather dumbstruck Hagrid behind him and a very excited Ron and Hermione.
Harry stopped outside Dumbledores office, breathing hard. It had been a long sprint up several flights of stairs from Hagrids hut, and he was more than a bit out of breath. When he had recovered, he said what had been the password only the day before. "Canary Creams." Nothing happened. Harry stared at the griffin in disgust. Dumbledore had changed the password again!! "Err, Chocolate Frogs?" Still nothing. HE was about to try again, when he heard Dumbledore's voice from around the corner. "Why don't we discuss this in my office, Cornelius?" he said. The two of them walked round the corner, and Harry found himself face to face with the minister of magic.
"Harry!" Fudge said nervously. "Shouldn't you be in class?" Harry nodded. "Yes, but.." he turned to Dumbledore. "Professor, I found what you wanted me too.." Dumbledore looked delighted. "Marvelous!! Now we can kill two birds with one stone. Harry, you come right up to my office with Cornelius and I, we have a lot to discuss.
AN. Well, that's the end of the latest chapter. What I said at the beginning still stands. If you tell me your username in your review, I'll read yours and review them as well. Thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!