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A/N: Many of you told me the last chapter was confusing.I am really sorry about it; I guess my narrative was a little muffled up and fogged. I hope this chapter will make things clearer to you.

Harry opened his eyes slowly and looked around. It was very dark and apparently late in the night. Yet he was fully awake and not the least bit tired. He sat up in his bed and pulled the hanging open quietly. The slight noise awoke Ron, who robbed his eyes and sat up also, and now looking at him worriedly.

"You didn't get another weird dream about you-know-who, did you?" Ron asked quietly.

Harry shook his head and answered, "It is not that. I just woke up. I think I heard something."

As soon as he finished the sentence they both heard a shuffling sound coming from above them. There were quiet words, urgent but hushed. Then there were footsteps, some light, but some nearly stomping.

"What is it? It's like the midnight!" Ron muttered grumpily.

"I think someone is sneaking out of bed." Harry replied, "We should go take a look."

Ron nodded and shrugged. They got up and pulled their cloaks over their nightgowns and went down to the common room. The sight in there was something so out of their expectation that they stared with their mouths hanging open for a second. The girl Shea stood in the middle of the common room, in a state of near hysteria. Her eyes were like yellow glass, hollow and transparent, and she was breathing rapidly. Her friends stood around her, and Kai wrapped one arm around her shoulder. Hermione was also there, standing with a confused and displeased expression.

Harry walked to Hermione and asked quietly, "What is going on?"

"I don't really know." Hermione replied with irritation, "She just suddenly woke up and screamed, then she tore off like a monster was on her heels."

Harry turned his eyes and looked at the Blade Breakers. They all seemed solemn, as if sensing some impending doom. Harry heard Kai spoke quietly, "Clam down and tell us exactly what it is, Shea."

Shea closed her eyes and opened them again. She looked calmer as she answered in a still shaky voice, "It is a bomb, detonating in less than 10 minutes."

"What?" Kenny shouted, "Are you sure?"

The girl nodded and replied, "I saw it. It is in this castle."

"Let's go then." Ray said, "We don't have much time."

The six of them turned and went off quickly.

"Hey!" Ron shouted as he ran after them, "Where do you think you are going? It's the middle of the night! You are not allowed to be out of bed!"

They went on without even turning. But Ray halted and said to them in a quiet voice, "You should go get Professor Dumbledore. Harry, you can come with us, you know the school better than we do."

"Maybe you should explain yourself first!" Hermione said angrily.

The raven-haired teen shook his head and replied, "No, there isn't enough time. Explanations have to wait. Come, we have lingered too much already."

With that he turned and walked away swiftly. Harry made to follow him.

"Harry!" Hermione shouted, slightly startled.

"Just do it, alright?" Harry said impatiently, "Maybe something serious is going on."

Ron and Hermione exchanged a look and ran off towards Professor Dumbledore's office, while Harry followed the Blade Breakers. Shea was leading them, and she seemed to know exactly where she was going. She led them through many spiraled staircases to a length of corridor on the seventh floor. The corridor was empty and dim, with no door on either side. The only articles filling up the place was a tapestry and a few large vases. Here Shea halted and looked around.

"It is strange." Shea said uncertainly, "It is here, I can feel it. There should be a room around here somewhere, but it is cloaked with many layers of illusions and I can't grasp its exact location."

"The Room of Requirement." Harry suddenly said.

Six pairs of eyes turned to him at the same time, bearing inquiring looks.

"The Room of Requirement was located around here." Harry explained hurriedly, "It only shows up when you need it. Just walk past this bits of wall three times and concentrate on what you need, then it will open to you."

"I see." Shea muttered.

She walked past the wall three times as instructed. A polished wooden door slowly emerged from the wall as she did so. She pushed open the door and stood there looking. Harry walked near and peered into the room. It was distinctively different from what he saw at the DA meetings. The room was crowded and messy, filled from ceiling to floor with various things like knives, scissors and many flashing instruments that he could not name. Harry was confused beyond words now as he shot the girl suspicious looks.

Apparently he was not the only one mystified. Max asked in a questioning voice, "I thought you said it was here, Shea?"

"It is." Shea answered tersely, her expression desperate and almost angry, "Now I see why they choose to put the device here. Not only is this room hard to find, but it also hides what the person before us left in there. It will never reveal the bomb to us, because the spell doesn't think we will need it."

She stood there for a while, staring silently. Finally she muttered furiously with determined light in her eyes, "But I will bring it out."

She closed her eyes and raised her arms before her. Her lips were moving ever so slightly, but no sound came from them. Slowly the things inside the room began to vanish. Soon there was nothing left and Harry could see the four bare walls of the small room. Then the walls themselves began to change. As if melting and freezing over and over again, they slowly expanded and stretched. Shea looked paler than before, and her breath was shallow.

Then different things appeared again. First a black briefcase that's open and empty, then some scattered tools like knives, wire cutters and screw drivers, finally in the middle of the room a bulky shadow appeared. The shape revealed itself bit by bit, and finally the entire device was laid out before their eyes. It was a black box covered with wires on the top and the sides. The front of the box was a clock, and the number reads 1:00.

Harry gasped. He may not know much about muggle things, but he recognized the device in front of him. He had seen them many many times on TV and movies. He automatically drew his wand pointed at the device.

"No!" Shea shouted, "There is a charm protecting it, any spell you throw will only trigger it!"

Harry lowered his wand. He could feel cold sweat trickle down his forehead. There was a thick silence as the clock ticked.

50, 49, 58.

Suddenly Max walked up and touched the face of the clock gently with his hand. At first there was nothing. But then a white mist flowed from his finger like a thread of fine silk. It spread gradually, fogging the clock. But Harry could still catch the red numbers glowing through the white mist.

26, 25, 24.

The white mist grew thick and covered the clock completely. For a while only the muffled sound of clock ticking could be heard. But soon even the ticking sound died. Max let out a shaky breath and withdrew his hand. The white mist cleared, and they all saw the red number on the clock was frozen at 00:03.

"What did you do, Max?" Tyson asked with amazement.

"I froze the clock." Max replied wearily, "But only the clock, I think."

Kenny exclaimed, "But that means once the ice melts the explosive will surely be triggered!"

Max said sheepishly, "I am sorry, but that's the best I can do. It earns us sometime to deal it though. Maybe we can throw it outside somewhere."

Ray knelt down before the box and studied it silently. Finally he said, "The wires on the outside are sensors, and some of them are motion sensors. If we move it, it will explode. And I am sure there is more motion sensors inside, and probably placed beneath the actual TNT so unless it's disarmed completely there is no way to move it."

"Is there nothing we can do?" Harry asked worriedly.

Ray silently picked up a wire cutter from the floor and cut through mass of wires outside the box carefully. After he disconnected the fifth wire, he tore the rest of them off, still with care. There he stopped and put down the wire cutter.

"The outside is cleared." He said quietly, "I am not sure about the rest. It might get a little risky from here."

Kai said in a commanding tone, "Just do it. There is no other way."

Ray nodded, and he said, "I know. But maybe you guys should go first. It would be safer outside."

"No way!" Tyson exclaimed, "We are not leaving you here alone!"

Ray sighed and raised his hand registering defeat. He studied the box more, and suddenly he turned to Shea and asked, "Is it possible for you to see the inside of the box, Shea?"

The girl shook her head, "No. I can see past illusions only, not plain and hardy plastic boards."

Ray nodded and spoke no more. He picked up a small Swiss Army knife from the floor. With most care he inserted the thin blade into the crack between the lid and the body of the box. The blade slid in slowly, one inch at a time. Once the hilt of the knife touched the side of the box, he pushed the blade side way. The thin, sharp metal moved slowly around the entire box. Nothing was triggered so far.

Ray breathed a small sigh of relief. He put some weight on the handle of the knife and pushed the lid open just a crack. Then waiting for some seconds, he opened up the box entirely. There laid bare before their eyes were more coloured wires and panels separated by black plastic boards. It was like a miniature maze.

"Should I go get Dizzy and have her take a look at this?" Kenny suggested.

Ray shook his head and replied, "It would take too long. It doesn't seem that complicated. I should be able to get through it."

He picked up the wire cutter once more and cut his way through the maze of mechanisms with something that could almost be called as "fluency". Harry watched the Chinese teen uneasily and he got the strange feeling that it must not be the first time Ray had done something like this. But he couldn't think for the life of him how this could be possible.

After disconnecting many wires and unscrewing many covered panels, Ray finally reached to the bottom of the box. Four colour-coded wires were connected into a center panel. Ray stopped again and stared.

"The explosives, the ignition and the power source are under that panel." He said in a low voice, "One of the four wires connects everything, and the other three triggers it instantly."

Harry noticed for the first time the Chinese teen seemed slightly unnerved. His hand was almost shaking. There was silence again.

"Is there no other way?" Shea finally asked.

"No, there is no other way." Ray said solemnly, "The motion sensor is still intact and is connected by that one wire. The clock is disconnected so it won't go off anytime soon, but by the look of the design, a low power level also triggers the explosive."

"How long can the power source last then?" Max asked uncertainly.

Ray shook his head, "I don't know. It might be a day, a week or the next minute."

"The next minute!" Tyson shouted, eyes wide and mouth hanging open.

"Then do it now!" Kai said urgently, "Choose one. It's a gamble of luck either way."

Then seeing Ray's look he added with a glare, "And don't ask us to go out this time. You should know by now that it will not happen."

Ray turned back to the device before him, but he seemed calm now, and a small smile was playing at his lips. He posed the wire cutter above the white wire and was frozen there for a second. And then he cut the wire.

Nothing happened. They all stared, the awkward, protrusive silence hung above them. Then they all burst out laughing and shouting with joy. Ray sank to the ground, looking weary but relieved. The small smile on his face grew into a wide grin as he threw down the wire cutter.

"Our luck seems to hold this time." He said.

A/N: So.Yeah.You get it now? If not, I seriously need to reconsider my ability in writing! LOL. But really, what do you think? Please review! I want to hear all of your comments!!!