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"Ok, enough of myself. Come with me to Platform 9¾." Harry led them towards the divide between Platform 10 and 9. "Follow me and don't be scared or you will crash into it." And in a line he led them through the barrier and on to Platform 9¾. A scarlet steam engine greeted their sight. The group is speechless.

Meanwhile at Hogwarts.

"Ah. Albus, you are finally here. I do hope that you are well."

"I'm fine, thanks again, Firenze. What is it so important that you have to send Hagrid to call me into the Forbidden Forest?" enquired the Headmaster.

"It is about the ancient prophesy left behind by our ancestors. It is coming true, bit-by-bit," said the centaur answered, "I'm afraid that four parts had came true, you know the four part. It had happened. Another three part is being fulfill now."

"Which three parts?"

"The resurrection of the most powerful Dark wizard of all time was the first part that was written in the prophecy. Second, he has been just recruited by the ancient Order, the one you have been in-the Order Of Light and lastly the awakening of," the centaur shuddered before he continued. "Five clan of long believe extinct creatures-the Imperial War Unicorn, the Royal Arch Griffin, the Holy Light Phoenix, the Celestial Flying Pegasus and the Divine Force Dragons. There are five groups of eighty-two sculptures of these creatures at a clearing in the middle of the forest. There are also four phoenixes at the four points of North, South, East and West. They have awaken and their song is making the place inaccessible to us the centaurs."

"Where are these creatures' sculptures? Can you take me to the place?"

"Why, Albus, that should not be any problem. But I must warn you; the song makes any magical creature to enter. It seems to me that the song is a force to power by the forces of magic. It is unlike any that I had seen."

"Never mind, I need to see the sculptures." There was a pause. "I may be able to find out how to enter."

"Very well then. I will carry you there, it's faster that way," as he lowered his fore legs to allow Albus Dumbledore to climb onto back. As soon as he is safely on Firenze's back, the centaur darted through the Forbidden Forest, avoiding the low tree branches and all the rocks and roots on the ground. About after fifteen minutes had passed before Firenze had stopped besides a large clearing, which is blocked out by a layer of dense tree trunk. Lowering his back to let the Headmaster to climb down, he said, "Albus, the clearing is just beyond here, over there. In the past, we, the centaurs can move freely through the clearing at will. It was there that our ancestors discover about the sculptures, from there, they read the stars and found and pass down to us through the generation." And as he stood up, he continued.

"But since August 31st, we suddenly found ourselves unable to enter the clearing. All creatures of the Dark like the Trolls, Chimeras, Basilisks, Zombie, Vampires and many other have suddenly had been destroyed. And every day at midnight, mid noon, six in the morning and evening, we have discovered noticed unicorns, spiders, Sphinxes and many other creatures had came and bow towards the clearing."

"Hmm. Now this is really interesting. I think that I know what Kind of magic it is," said Dumbledore as he pulled out his wand and tested the mysterious magical barrier that has blocked the centaurs from entering. "This is an ancient lost magic. I try to see if I can enter." Dumbledore started to chant in some strange language. Wind started to blow and the sky suddenly became overcast as storm clouds rolled overhead. Peals of thunder could be heard. And as the lighting flashes across the darken sky, a portal open up in magical barrier. Dumbledore gestured the centaur to enter the portal first, but having his doubt, he hesitated before he cross the threshold and enter the portal followed by Dumbledore. What awaits them was the last thing they would have believed. Instead of seeing the sculptures that Firenze had described, they saw all the sculptures had come to life. Suddenly, a Griffin open its mouth and a blast of white flame came out, heading towards Dumbledore.

Thanks to Dumbledore's quick reflect, a Shielding Charm had been just created in time to prevent the creature's flame form hitting himself and Firenze.

~Why you attack me for? ~ asked Dumbledore after he had called for the Order of Light's near infinite power.

~You speak my language, human? ~

~Yes. Who are you? ~

~I'm Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardary. ~

~Oh, it is you, sir. I'm sorry, I should have know that only Albus Dumbledore and our Master-Harry Potter at this time have the powers of ancient magic. ~

~Harry? ~

~Yes. ~

~Look, I have to leave to prepare for the arrive of the students.~

~We will have to prepare for the arrival of Harry Potter, sir, hope you don't mind. ~

~It is not a problem.~

~Good Bye, sir. Goodbye.~

"What the..." said Dumbledore as he suddenly found himself in his office with Firenze.

"Firenze, you better leave, I do not understand what have just happen."

"Albus, do you want to hear about the prophecy?" interrupted the centaur.

"Ah...Now you have reminded me I would like to heard it."



"At one he will survive the curse of death, though the Stag and Flower had faded.

At eleven, he will deny the Dark Wizard the Elixir of Life, preventing his first chance.

At twelve, he will destroy the creature of Slytherin, and save a life by destroying a book.

At thirteen, he saved himself and rescued his Guardian from a fate worst then Death.

At fourteen, he unwilling gave aid in the resurrection of the Dark Lord.

At fifteen, he will be recruited by an ancient order. Creatures of Light in the Hogwarts Forest will be awakening. He will be come the new Lord of the Light as the Dark Lord be comes the new Lord of Darkness. He will get three mystical weapon-the Sword of Light, Sword of Darkness and the Orb of Light. He will hone his powers with the aid of the Headmaster.

At sixteen, he will find out about his Heritage, the one that the Headmaster will reveal to him. He will also create the ultimate weapon of Light- the Chaos Breaker!

At seventeen, he will become a fully-fledged Elemental War Mage of the Light. With the Chaos Breaker and his staff, he will destroy the Dark Lord by the name of Stealing-Life-from-the-Hands-of-the-Death.

That is the prophecy, this is his fate, and this is his Destiny. This will be fulfilled when the time comes. Good Luck, the Guardian, keeper and Lord of Light"

"So this is the prophecy. Thanks you, Firenze, you are a great help."

"This is my pleasure to be able to help you, Albus." With that the centaur went out the gleaming oak door. With a sigh, Albus Dumbledore started to place his thoughts into the pensive.

Back to Platform 9¾...

Harry was leading the transfer students towards the front carriage, which was reserved for Prefects and the new transfer students when he heard the all-too-familiar drawl.

"Well, aren't those losers we have here? Know-It-All Mudblood and the Beggar Weasel family. Where your famous Potty, Scarhead? Has the Dark Lord finished him off?"

The transferred students were literally boiling with anger.

"Harry, who is that idiot?"

*Harry, who is that? *

"That should be obvious, he's an arsehole. His name is Malfoy, a family who is a big supporter of Lord Voldemort." The group but Harry flinched.

"I don't like him," one stated

"Neither do we!" the rest chorused.

"Then better pray that you don't get place into Slytherin. That house turned out more Dark Wizards that other. Lord Voldemort was in Slytherin and he is the Heir of Salazar Slytherin."

Harry saw the trademark sign of the Weasleys' red hair and the bushy hair of Hermione Granger.

"Watch me," Harry said with a wicked grin. The rest nodded and kept quiet.

"Ha.ha. the Famous Harry Potter is not in for school? Where is he? Six feet under ground?"

"Or I prefer to believe that the Famous Harry Potter is behind you, Draco Mafloy!"

Mafloy turned a round and he was dwarfed by the height that Harry now stood. Harry smirked with pleasure as he saw Malfoy's eyes widen in surprise and bewilderment for a moment before flickering behind their usual cold mask of indifference

"Well, Well. Potter, look like that you have finally out grown that Lost- frightened-baby look of your."

"Well at least that I have two thing better that you."

"What may those two things?"

"One, I do not have a Death Eater for a father and two, you never have the guts to go any way without those two.eh.what you call them? Bodyguard or what?" after he said these words, Harry turned and walked away.

As Harry turned, Mafloy's lip curled into a snarl and he roared, "Get that bastard!"

Before Mafloy knew it, Crabbe and Goyle were on the floor, out cold. Other then Harry, the others had not known what had happened. As Crabbe threw a punch at Harry, he simply parried the blow of Crabbe and counter by a blow in the solar perplex, knocking him out. Before Goyle knew it, Harry had delivered an upper cut on his face, rendering him unconscious.

Stunned for a minute, Mafloy turned towards Harry and said, "Well, Potter, you should not have beaten up Slytherin students in front of a Slytherin Prefect..."he said as his hand reached into a pocket and withdrew a shining silver badge. "Oh, you are a prefect? My, my. I'm really surprise. You are good in nothing but potions with the aid of Professor Snape. But too bad..."

Harry opened his robe to reveal his shiny Prefect badge.

"To me, this is only a title. But just because I don't flaunt it doesn't mean that I don't have. And I warn you, if you try and be funny, Hermione, Ron and I are prefects, so you better behave yourself if you do not want all the Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw prefects to submit a report stating that you abuse your powers which can make you lose your badge. You know that I command lots of respect in the three houses," Harry purred. "And you better get out off my..."

'Hold on something is strange...'

"Death Eaters!"

As if on the cue, there was six 'pop' announced the arrival of six Death Eaters. Grabbing anyone nearby, the Death Eater fired the Dark Mark into the sky.

"Give up, Potter, or they dies!"

Calmly, Harry walked towards the Death Eater. With a swish of his wand, the Dark Mark disappeared into thin air. Everyone present was shocked. No spell can remove the Dark Mark, it only fade away after some time on its own.

"Let them go," it is not a request, but a order. The Death Eaters shivered although it is a bright sunny day. But one donned with expensive robes stepped forward and said in a drawl that matched those of Draco Malfoy who could easily guessed is Lucius Mafloy, "Ah...Harry Potter! My master will be pleased to see you. Stupefy!"

Harry watched as a red light emerged from the tip of Lucius Mafloy's wand and sped towards him. Several people screamed just when they through the stunner hit Harry. Instead, the curse dissipated harmlessly against the invisible Shielding Charm that Harry had erected beforehand.

"Is that the best those who followed Lord Voldemort can do? Then too bad...Expelliarmus!"

The hostages along with their wand flew out and away from their hand. With lightning quick refracts, Harry casted a Cushioning Charm and a Banishing Charm help the hostages land safely while the wands flew straight into the waiting left hand of Harry as the six Death Eaters was blasted about twenty feet backwards.

"You now have the choice of surrendering peacefully or you can run," Harry said in a voice so cold that the air dropped a few degree. The Death Eaters looked at one and other before they take flight.

"So you refuse to come quietly, do you? You have left me with no choice. Stupefy!" with one sweep of his wand, all the Death Eaters had fallen, stunned. Conjuring up a jar, he reduced the Death Eaters and places them in it. Turning to face his friends, he said, "We better get on to the train, it will leave in about one minutes." Ignoring all the looks that he is getting, he led the transfer students to one carriage and let them settle down while he meet up with his friends.

"Harry, why did you not want us to correspond with you? How did learn to duel like that?" an avalanche of questions reached him when he stepped into the compartment.

"Guys, I will explain it to you when it is time. But now I have to look after the Americans, come with me will you?"

The rest of the journey was painfully boring as Mafloy dared not show his face in anywhere in the train. Both Ron and Hermione could not remember since the start of the first year to now that there is so many friends who have come to see the 'new and improved Harry' who had single-handedly captured six Death Eaters with just four spells. This annoyed Harry so much that he had to resort to casting a advanced locking charm on the door to prevent other to enter while he sleeps.

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Finally, the train slowed down to a stop. Harry undid his spell and gathered the American students. He led them down the train and.

(p.s. I don't have the patience to type out Hagrid's heavily accent speech so I type them as normal English.)

"Harry, you all right there? That is one very decent thing you did..."

"Thanks Hagrid, these are the American transfer students."

"Ok, Harry, I will take over from here. First years, First years, over here!"

"Bye Hagrid. I have to go as I to see Dumbledore"

"See you at the feast, then!"

"Bye, Harry! See you later."

"Yeah. At the Sorting!"

TBC... This Chapter had been revised as I had received many complaints about how the fighting similar with those of Ruskbyte in the story-The Order of Phoenix. So in the respect for the comments, I had alter the chapter.