Okay, okay. First the Responses
Alex20: yes Dung probably could've been more on guard, but his schooling was not with people who would hit you anywhere, but with other male thugs who respected that certain boundary. Or just call him stupid. I mean when in OotP did he really give the impression that he was all that bright?
AM Bookworm: yes you see Liza is more than she seems.
Anthony: While you are technically right on Hermione's style, Me hit the nail on the head (Check the reviews). Ginny however got hers from a movie.
Me: BINGO!!! We have half a winner! You still gotta get Ginny's "inspiration".
Aimee5: I will try, but in classes there really isn't much more to do. but I will be giving you more "Japan-ized" names. Enjoy!
Alright, in this chapter do forgive me, but I do not know any real Latin, so I will do what the creator of Latin did, I will make shit up.
Harry Potter and the Warriors of Zelcara
A whistle sounded somewhere and they knew it was time for their next class. They headed back into the room. Now Harry was sure it was enchanted. Before it had looked like the rest of the house, except with mats. Now it looked like they had stepped into feudal Japan. the walls were covered in screens, and the floor was all covered in reed mats. "Shoes off, when you enter!" called the ancient voice from within.
They did as instructed and walked in. There against the far wall was Himura-sensei. He bowed to them, and Harry bowed in return. Everyone copied Harry. Then the old man said to the girls, "Iie. When girls bow, hands in front. When boys bow, hands at side. They repeated bowing again, correctly. He knelt and then he began to explain, "Wandless spell casting is a very difficult talent to learn. It is even more difficult to do. You see, a wand draws and amplifies the magic that is within you. You will get tired faster when you use heavier spells, such as summoning, banishing, disarming or stunning. I will start your training on light spells, glamour and the like. What you must do is learn to draw the raw magic within yourself and control it." He looked at their startled expressions. He put down his wand and stood.
He began to move his hands to his side and closed his eyes. He slowly moved his hands to the front, palms pointing at Harry and said, "Glamouris Album!" and what looked like a stream of white paint shot and covered Harry. he bowed and return to his kneeling position. Harry attempted to wipe the paint, only to find that he was completely dry, but also completely white. He suddenly realized that this was a full body color glamour spell. He was completely white. His clothes, his glasses, his eyes, his hair. Harry chuckled.
"This is a simple spell, I want you all to focus your minds and attempt to cast this spell at me." As they all reached for their wands, he corrected, "With out wands. I should not work to day, but if you concentrate hard enough, you should get some result."
Hermione's had was of course up. "Sensei, but I thought it wasn't possible to do magic without wands?"
He looked at her sternly, "How did you know you were a witch Hamaioni- san? You call it accidental magic. In truth it is the purest forms of magic. The wand is only an instrument to make things easier. Use emotion to bring out the power. Are you magic or is the wand doing all the work?"
The resolved themselves to try. They each knelt and held their palms on their knees, face up. "Not enough emotion," said sensei after a few moments. They tried harder. "Lockhart refusing to go after Ginny," Ron thought to himself. He allowed the rage of the moment to return to him. Then he remembered all the times Malfoy had insulted his family. He remembered all the times he had to put up with had me downs while all his brothers got new things. Rage began to build up. He remembered being looked over because of his brothers, because of Ginny, and because of Harry, suddenly it was like lightening began to crackle in his hands. little thunderbolts were all over his palms.
"Falling into the Diary," thought Ginny. Forever falling into nothingness with no one there beside her. Being all alone on her first train ride to Hogwart's. She remembered how afraid she was when she found out that Sirius Black had come to Hogwart's. let her fear return. Suddenly, the lightening sparked in her own hands.
"Being told I wasn't good enough by Malfoy," Hermione thought. She let her mind shift to the nights she spent studying to get her perfect O.W.L's. She focused on all the hard work and effort. She let her own determination fuel her. But alas no sparks came to her.
"Sirius" Harry thought silently. But somehow, his train of thought came around to Hermione. He thought of her hair, her eyes, her smile, her kindness, her mind, her voice her . . . soon Harry was causing a thunderstorm in his palms. The crackles of lightening were reaching as far away as Ginny, who was sitting on the other side of Hermione. His heart swelled, and then he remembered what he was trying to do, and he whispered the same spell as Himura-sensei.
Quickly, with the exception of Hermione, they found themselves tired. None of them could see any sign that they had cast any spells. They had not seen the lightening that they had created. All they felt was the air around them charged.
Himura-sensei looked at each one and commented on their performance. "Ron-kun, excellent. You used your stored anger as a trigger. Be careful though, many a wizard and muggle alike has gone insane from dwelling too long on unhappy thoughts.
"Jini-san, you chose to use your fear. This is an excellent strategy. It makes use of the fear you have, and allows you to confront it. Very good.
"Hamaioni-san, good try. But you will need much more than your determination to conquer this skill. There is no shame.
"Hari-kun, you used the most powerful emotion of all to do this. I believe that Arubusu-chan has explained to you how powerful it is. It will be good to use against the dark lord, as he knows nothing about it.
"Hari-kun, Ron-kun, Jini-san, I know you must all be tired, you may break for this class. Hamaioni-san, please stay and try again."
Ron and Ginny left to get something to eat (it turned out that Ron's appetite and metabolism were genetic traits that Ginny had also inherited). Harry waited. He waited for fifteen minutes, and then Hermione came out, obviously tired but her face glowing.
"How'd ya do?" he asked with a smile.
She couldn't bring herself to look him in the face, "I finally met his satisfaction."
"What emotion did you use?"
"Um . . . so he never said what emotion you used," she said shifting the subject.
"Oh, no you don't, you aren't getting out of this."
She smiled, and said, "I just . . . kinda don't wanna talk about it. Okay?"
"No problem." He smiled at her. they walked down the hallway to the kitchen, to eat Winky's perfectly prepared lunch. All along the way Harry would just sort of bump into Hermione. She would look at him and laugh as she shoved him back. By the time they got into the kitchen they were practically wrestling.
Remus walked in as they were finishing up and said, "Don't bother getting up we are working in here. He turned around and stretched his wand arm up to almost the ceiling. Then he drew a large square in the middle of the air. A chart appeared on the square. Then he pointed his wand at the table and a parchment appeared in front of each of them. "Alright," he said, "This is a logic problem a bunch of Ravenclaws, including your mum Harry, made. Does anybody know what a logic problem is?"
Of course Hermione's hand was in the air, "It is a word problem wherein you must match up different aspects that can only relate to a specific set of other aspects based on a set of clues you are given. Usually things like first names and last names and husbands and such."
"Excellent. Pity we aren't in school that would have been a ten point answer." Next he turned back to the chart on the board. "This will have seven aspect groups; First name, last name, country of origin, spouses first name, last name and country of origin, and country of honeymoon. Each aspect group will have five aspects. Now when I give the word, your sheets will give each of you five different clues. The first one of you to finish will receive a special reward. There will not be any ties allowed. Mind you, you aren't expected to finish in one day. This should take you until it is time for Hogwart's.
"Escribo!" he said and walked out.
Each looked at each other as their clues filled their pages. The first decision they all came to was easy. They grouped together and started talking about there clues. Together they had twenty clues. They were Gryffindors; they would not allow this to beat them. In three hours time they had half the chart filled in, but they were stuck. And their heads hurt.
They decided to break for the day so that they could all get a snack and Harry could have some down time before he had to do his Occlumency training. They retired to the drawing room, and Ginny challenged Ron to a game of wizard's chess. It turned out all those years watching Ron made her pretty good. Harry and Hermione both fell into books. Hermione fell into a large hard-cover version of "Macbeth" by William Shakespeare, while Harry read the Potter family history Hermione had given him. They sat together on a couch and began to lean against one-another. Every so often one would look up from their book and look at the other. At this point the other would notice and look up, and smile at the first. Then both would blush and return to their books, starting the cycle over again.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Okay, what did you think? Can anybody guess what it was that Hermione focused on? I bet you can . . .
Oh, and for those who don't know what a logic problem is **slap upside the head** come on get with it!
Alex20: yes Dung probably could've been more on guard, but his schooling was not with people who would hit you anywhere, but with other male thugs who respected that certain boundary. Or just call him stupid. I mean when in OotP did he really give the impression that he was all that bright?
AM Bookworm: yes you see Liza is more than she seems.
Anthony: While you are technically right on Hermione's style, Me hit the nail on the head (Check the reviews). Ginny however got hers from a movie.
Me: BINGO!!! We have half a winner! You still gotta get Ginny's "inspiration".
Aimee5: I will try, but in classes there really isn't much more to do. but I will be giving you more "Japan-ized" names. Enjoy!
Alright, in this chapter do forgive me, but I do not know any real Latin, so I will do what the creator of Latin did, I will make shit up.
Harry Potter and the Warriors of Zelcara
A whistle sounded somewhere and they knew it was time for their next class. They headed back into the room. Now Harry was sure it was enchanted. Before it had looked like the rest of the house, except with mats. Now it looked like they had stepped into feudal Japan. the walls were covered in screens, and the floor was all covered in reed mats. "Shoes off, when you enter!" called the ancient voice from within.
They did as instructed and walked in. There against the far wall was Himura-sensei. He bowed to them, and Harry bowed in return. Everyone copied Harry. Then the old man said to the girls, "Iie. When girls bow, hands in front. When boys bow, hands at side. They repeated bowing again, correctly. He knelt and then he began to explain, "Wandless spell casting is a very difficult talent to learn. It is even more difficult to do. You see, a wand draws and amplifies the magic that is within you. You will get tired faster when you use heavier spells, such as summoning, banishing, disarming or stunning. I will start your training on light spells, glamour and the like. What you must do is learn to draw the raw magic within yourself and control it." He looked at their startled expressions. He put down his wand and stood.
He began to move his hands to his side and closed his eyes. He slowly moved his hands to the front, palms pointing at Harry and said, "Glamouris Album!" and what looked like a stream of white paint shot and covered Harry. he bowed and return to his kneeling position. Harry attempted to wipe the paint, only to find that he was completely dry, but also completely white. He suddenly realized that this was a full body color glamour spell. He was completely white. His clothes, his glasses, his eyes, his hair. Harry chuckled.
"This is a simple spell, I want you all to focus your minds and attempt to cast this spell at me." As they all reached for their wands, he corrected, "With out wands. I should not work to day, but if you concentrate hard enough, you should get some result."
Hermione's had was of course up. "Sensei, but I thought it wasn't possible to do magic without wands?"
He looked at her sternly, "How did you know you were a witch Hamaioni- san? You call it accidental magic. In truth it is the purest forms of magic. The wand is only an instrument to make things easier. Use emotion to bring out the power. Are you magic or is the wand doing all the work?"
The resolved themselves to try. They each knelt and held their palms on their knees, face up. "Not enough emotion," said sensei after a few moments. They tried harder. "Lockhart refusing to go after Ginny," Ron thought to himself. He allowed the rage of the moment to return to him. Then he remembered all the times Malfoy had insulted his family. He remembered all the times he had to put up with had me downs while all his brothers got new things. Rage began to build up. He remembered being looked over because of his brothers, because of Ginny, and because of Harry, suddenly it was like lightening began to crackle in his hands. little thunderbolts were all over his palms.
"Falling into the Diary," thought Ginny. Forever falling into nothingness with no one there beside her. Being all alone on her first train ride to Hogwart's. She remembered how afraid she was when she found out that Sirius Black had come to Hogwart's. let her fear return. Suddenly, the lightening sparked in her own hands.
"Being told I wasn't good enough by Malfoy," Hermione thought. She let her mind shift to the nights she spent studying to get her perfect O.W.L's. She focused on all the hard work and effort. She let her own determination fuel her. But alas no sparks came to her.
"Sirius" Harry thought silently. But somehow, his train of thought came around to Hermione. He thought of her hair, her eyes, her smile, her kindness, her mind, her voice her . . . soon Harry was causing a thunderstorm in his palms. The crackles of lightening were reaching as far away as Ginny, who was sitting on the other side of Hermione. His heart swelled, and then he remembered what he was trying to do, and he whispered the same spell as Himura-sensei.
Quickly, with the exception of Hermione, they found themselves tired. None of them could see any sign that they had cast any spells. They had not seen the lightening that they had created. All they felt was the air around them charged.
Himura-sensei looked at each one and commented on their performance. "Ron-kun, excellent. You used your stored anger as a trigger. Be careful though, many a wizard and muggle alike has gone insane from dwelling too long on unhappy thoughts.
"Jini-san, you chose to use your fear. This is an excellent strategy. It makes use of the fear you have, and allows you to confront it. Very good.
"Hamaioni-san, good try. But you will need much more than your determination to conquer this skill. There is no shame.
"Hari-kun, you used the most powerful emotion of all to do this. I believe that Arubusu-chan has explained to you how powerful it is. It will be good to use against the dark lord, as he knows nothing about it.
"Hari-kun, Ron-kun, Jini-san, I know you must all be tired, you may break for this class. Hamaioni-san, please stay and try again."
Ron and Ginny left to get something to eat (it turned out that Ron's appetite and metabolism were genetic traits that Ginny had also inherited). Harry waited. He waited for fifteen minutes, and then Hermione came out, obviously tired but her face glowing.
"How'd ya do?" he asked with a smile.
She couldn't bring herself to look him in the face, "I finally met his satisfaction."
"What emotion did you use?"
"Um . . . so he never said what emotion you used," she said shifting the subject.
"Oh, no you don't, you aren't getting out of this."
She smiled, and said, "I just . . . kinda don't wanna talk about it. Okay?"
"No problem." He smiled at her. they walked down the hallway to the kitchen, to eat Winky's perfectly prepared lunch. All along the way Harry would just sort of bump into Hermione. She would look at him and laugh as she shoved him back. By the time they got into the kitchen they were practically wrestling.
Remus walked in as they were finishing up and said, "Don't bother getting up we are working in here. He turned around and stretched his wand arm up to almost the ceiling. Then he drew a large square in the middle of the air. A chart appeared on the square. Then he pointed his wand at the table and a parchment appeared in front of each of them. "Alright," he said, "This is a logic problem a bunch of Ravenclaws, including your mum Harry, made. Does anybody know what a logic problem is?"
Of course Hermione's hand was in the air, "It is a word problem wherein you must match up different aspects that can only relate to a specific set of other aspects based on a set of clues you are given. Usually things like first names and last names and husbands and such."
"Excellent. Pity we aren't in school that would have been a ten point answer." Next he turned back to the chart on the board. "This will have seven aspect groups; First name, last name, country of origin, spouses first name, last name and country of origin, and country of honeymoon. Each aspect group will have five aspects. Now when I give the word, your sheets will give each of you five different clues. The first one of you to finish will receive a special reward. There will not be any ties allowed. Mind you, you aren't expected to finish in one day. This should take you until it is time for Hogwart's.
"Escribo!" he said and walked out.
Each looked at each other as their clues filled their pages. The first decision they all came to was easy. They grouped together and started talking about there clues. Together they had twenty clues. They were Gryffindors; they would not allow this to beat them. In three hours time they had half the chart filled in, but they were stuck. And their heads hurt.
They decided to break for the day so that they could all get a snack and Harry could have some down time before he had to do his Occlumency training. They retired to the drawing room, and Ginny challenged Ron to a game of wizard's chess. It turned out all those years watching Ron made her pretty good. Harry and Hermione both fell into books. Hermione fell into a large hard-cover version of "Macbeth" by William Shakespeare, while Harry read the Potter family history Hermione had given him. They sat together on a couch and began to lean against one-another. Every so often one would look up from their book and look at the other. At this point the other would notice and look up, and smile at the first. Then both would blush and return to their books, starting the cycle over again.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Okay, what did you think? Can anybody guess what it was that Hermione focused on? I bet you can . . .
Oh, and for those who don't know what a logic problem is **slap upside the head** come on get with it!