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Harry Potter was ecstatic. He had just arrived at Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, his school. Unlike most teenagers his age, Harry actually likes school. It is here that he can mingle with all his friends, eat fabulous feast, learn wondrous magicks and get into no end of trouble, though Harry have to try to keep that last one to the minimum, considering Voldemort's return.
Voldemort. A name that would send shivers down any wizard's spine, with the exception of Dumbledore perhaps. Most brave men wont even say that name. The fear Voldemort instilled on everyone more than a decade ago is still very much present. And with his return, it's a miracle Hogwart's students returned. But then again, it is said that Dumbledore is the only wizard Voldemort ever feared, so perhaps their parents find it safer for their children to stay at Hogwarts than with them.
"Yo're ok 'arry?" a booming voice not far from him asked. Harry looked towards to direction of the voice, and simply grinned at his Half-giant friend, Hagrid. I better get to the carriage. Ron seems on the edge lately. Indeed, Ron, his best friend, and Hermione, his… other best friend, was already in a carriage, motioning for Harry. Climbing in and sitting by the window, he noticed the darkening skies. Looks like a storm is coming. The first years are going to get soak! Maybe they get lucky and will catch a glimpse of the magical creatures below the lake.
"Harry…" Ron began nervously. Harry wondered what was making Ron so nervous. Yeah sure, Voldemort's back, but they had some encounters with him last year, no it shouldn't be that terrifying to him anymore. "Harry…" Ron began again. "Who do you think our new Defence Against Dark Arts professor would be?"
"I don't know. Word from all around the train has it that he brought back Lupin. Some think Snape finally got the job. The most unlikely rumour both Snape and Lupin got the job and would be teaching us together" Harry replied.
"Lupin and Snape getting the jobs? How absurd! I heard from McGonagall herself that we got a completely up to standard teacher. Though I can't quite figure out why she was writing with dread. The stress of you-know-who's invasions I guess." Hermione chipped in.
"That's just it guys. Dad told me to be on a look out for our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. Says he's an evil man, loyal to himself and only himself. What is disturbing me though, is the way Dad spoke about it to me. He was… in fear. I have never seen him that fearful, even when he was confronting the Death Eaters last year! It was as if you-know-who is teaching us himself!" Ron explained.
So this was what that has been bugging Ron. "Well, we just have to see for ourselves, don't we? I don't think we have anything to worry about Ron. Dumbledore is not insane. He wouldn't hire some mental guy to teach us, that I'm sure of." Harry reassured Ron.
They kept quiet, each lost in their own thoughts. Harry look out the window, right at the top of the castle, where his dormitory lies. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw some light. What was that? Those flash of pale light near the entrance. Ah! It's gone! Some protection magic perhaps? If so, why did it light up, unless someone was trying to force his or her way in? Lightning suddenly flash, illuminating the grounds. Harry, already staring at the ground, trying to penetrate the shroud of darkness, immediately saw an old hooded man, with long white hair being blown against the wind. He was carrying a unique staff, with what was probably a crystal, for the flash of light Harry saw earlier coming from there. Someone aught to help that old man. If the wind were any stronger, he would probably be blown to the lake!
The day end quickly, with Griffindor having acquired 11 new members into its house. Tired, the 3 friends bid each other good night and went to bed, each with their own notion of who or what their new Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor, who was not present in the Welcoming Feast, would be.
"Well, looks like we're the first to find out who our new Professor would be Harry. Double Defence Against the Dark Arts with Ravenclaw first thing today. I wonder if he truly is qualified" Hermione said. "And how do you define qualified? Someone who have memorised all the existing runes? Or someone who can predict the future without the aid of tea leaf and crystal balls?" Ron snapped darkly. Harry, ignoring them, walk briskly towards to Dark Arts classroom, sit right in the front and waited for their new professor to arrive. Hermione, hurt at Ron's comment, sat to his left while Ron to his right.
Right on time, the door opened. A tall, slender man walked in. Gasped filled the whole classroom. The man was old, with long, bony fingers and greyish white hair. He was thin, far too thin for someone who owns such expensive looking robes, covered with runes. What were strangest of all however, were 2 features on his face. His eyes were… slanted and almond shaped while his ears were long and pointed.
"Greetings Apprentices. My name is Dalamar. Now, put away all your books. Real mages create their own spells, not learn second hand from books! This way, your foes would not have any chance to use a counter spell, since they are seeing those very spells, of your own making, for the first time."
What ya think? Review please. Next chapter coming up in a maximum of 3 weeks! ~Valnazzar