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Moving pair to outside, Harry met with the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff sixth year. "You are here for the Defense Against the Dark Art lessons, I presume," Harry stated. The Ravenclaws, Harry noticed was eyeing him with great respect while the Hufflepuffs was glaring at him. Harry knew that the grief-sicken house was still convinced that he was one who had killed Cedric despite of Peter Pettigrew's confession.
"Welcome to Defense Against the Dark Arts," declared Dumbledore as the class entered the classroom. " I believe that you had met Mr Potter. Yes, he will be here to aid me in teaching everyone here to deal with some thing so horrible that the Three Unforgivable can resist total."
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The week went without any problems unless you counted the fact the Ravenclaw house made a public apology to Harry for suspecting him for killing Cedric Diggory, the shock of the students had when they found out about him teaching them and the Daily Prophet announcement of Lord Voldemort's return. As Harry taught the school how to perform the Holy Bolt correctly and find as many Air Elementals, Harry noticed that there is only very few Air Elemental and most had master the use of the Holy Bolt. At Sunday evening, after the dinner, Harry stood silently at the middle of the Quidditch pitch awaiting the arrival of the Air Elements that he had found. Sighing to himself, Harry wondered if there is any one who will back out. He did not have to wait long to find out as the raw Elemental with unrefined powers made their way nosily down to the Quidditch pitch. Motioning everyone to group within their own house, Harry discovered that instead of the Hufflepuffs not turning up, it was the Slytherin who had total absent themselves. Harry had enough reasons to believe that it because having him, Harry Potter-the boy who lived, the greatest archrival of Slytherin to teach them was some thing to big for them to swallow.
"Welcome to your Elemental training, my friends. You are here to learn about the mysterious art that the Air can be harnessed to fuel your powers. This lesson is not to be played with as one can cause great harm to the others if any thing went wrong," said Harry in a low voice. Somehow, he was able to keep the pupils quiet outside the classroom but not in side. "Any one found playing during the lesson will, I repeat, will be in for a treat of his or hers' lifetime."
"Now, I have to introduce you to the powers of the air which you will learn from today onwards," said Harry as he went on teaching them how to manipulate the Air and from within the Air harness the powers.
"Now, as I had ended my teachings on how to use the powers of the air, I will teach you some basic spells of the Air," said Harry grimly, "oh, do remember that you don't need your wand for usage of Air Elemental. Once you had completed your course, you will become full-fledge sorcerer. Now are there any questions?"
A few hands shot into the air immediately after the announcement.
"Yes?"
"What is a sorcerer? What difference does it have with a wizard?" asked the few who had risen their hand.
"A sorcerer is one who have powers over one Element, while a wizard channels his powers through a wand. Now that is enough, if we don't get on with your training, we will be sleeping late tonight." There, Harry spent two hours training them to master their elemental skills and powers. After the two gruesome hours which had exhausted everyone for the exception of Harry, he ended it by saying, " That all for today, but every fortnight, meet me same time, same place. Class dismissed."
This announcement was met with groans and moans for his friends. Ignoring their cries for mercy, Harry moved swiftly and stealthy into castle and straight into Dumbledore's office. "Albus, can I request that tomorrow's lessons year fourth to year seventh to be cancelled?"
"Why Harry, what is the matter?" asked the Headmaster as he wondered why is there a need to call for a one day stoppage of lesson.
"To test the pupils for their powers of the Holy Bolt. At any level, the Holy Bolt can heal, but to destroy the undead completely requires some powers. I want to test the students for their Holy Bolts' strength," came the answer.
"But why?"
"If some students are a bit weaker, I can help to brush up their skill and level of mastery. I don't want any student caught unprepared by the undead."
"But how are you going to get undead, Harry? There is not a school, which taught the powers of the undead. It was long classified as an illegal branch of magic!"
"I believe that I can transfigure some things into undead. Students can then practiced on those mock undead," replied Harry. "But of course, I can easily summon undead straight from the ground but I know that you don't want any of these evil beings in the ground of Hogwarts and I don't want to be mistaken as a necromancer."
"Very well, Harry, I grant you the permission for the canceling of the lessons tomorrow. Only."
"Thanks Albus," with that, Harry turned and swept out away from the Headmaster's office and back into the Gryffindor Common Room where he found Neville Longbottom sitting in front of the fireplace.
"Neville?" asked Harry gently.
"What?" asked Neville surprised that anyone would be still up at around this time of the night. Sitting down beside Neville, Harry said, "You are thinking about your parents, right Neville?"
"How do you know?"
"Neville, I know many things. But I'm really sorry Neville, to learn that your parents had lost their mind," said Harry locking his glaze at the fire that burns merrily in the fireplace. Turning to Neville, Harry could see tears rolling down his face. "Neville, do you know that you are an Elemental?" asked Harry suddenly.
"What?!"
"An Elemental, Neville. You are a Water Element, Neville. Of all the students I had taught during the Defense Against the Dark Arts, I found you the most powerful Water Elemental that the school have," said Harry looking back at the fireplace. "How can I be a Elemental, Harry? I am almost a Squib, you know that, Harry. How had I made a mess out of the simplest spells..."said Neville very unsettled about the fact that he is a Elemental.
"Trust me. You make a mess out of the spell because you had witness your parents tortured until they lost their mind. This caused you to create block against your real powers. You fear that you may end up like your parents, Neville that is why you created that block. You have powers beyond your wildest imagination, Neville. Your clumsiness is due to your powers of the Water Elemental. The unrefined powers had made you so clumsy. Once you had honed your powers Neville, you can call for the powers of the water anytime, anywhere. Allow me to show you."
Holding his palm, Harry created an orb of water that swirled out of nowhere into existence. Fascinated, Neville reached his hand to touch the orb that was hovering just above Harry's palm. But just before he could come in contact with the water orb, it disappeared just as suddenly as it had appeared. Neville looked around wildly, trying to find where that orb of water is.
"Neville, do you want to unlock your full potential? This way any spells could be taught to you easily. If you want, only you yourself can break down the barrier."
Nodding, Harry took it as agreement from Neville.
"Very well, I guide you in your path to destroy the barrier, maybe you can challenge Malfoy to a duel. But remember I can only guide you, not do it for you, understand?"
Silence.
Then a nod that confirmed Neville's choice.
"Very well, let's start!"
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The next day, Harry woke up and went down to the Great Hall for breakfast. Sitting down opposite Ron and Hermione, Harry said, "So, when am I getting the invitation to your marriage, eh?"
Flushing to an angry red, both Ron and Hermione said, "No! I don't love him/her!" then turned to each other after they noticed that had said the same thing at the same time caused Harry to burst into laughter.
"Ha, ha! Anyway, you will be in for a surprise today. I have a feeling that there will be the reappearance of Draco Mafloy-the Amazing Bouncing Ferret," said Harry mysteriously. "Harry have you been up to some thing that we don't know of?" demanded Ron. "We? 'We' as in you and Hermione and me or as in you and Hermione only?"
"Well, the cry baby has finally showed his face in the Great Hall at breakfast for the first time," called a drawling voice which the Gryffindors have no problem recognizing. Ron started to make furious move to Mafloy but was forced back by Harry, who explain in a word, "Watch."
At Staff table, Professor McGonagall started to move toward Mafloy, but Dumbledore retrained her, saying, "Minerva, I believe that you will be in for a surprise IF you remain in your sit. Severus, I personally request you not to punish Longbottom for what he is going to do next."
"Mafloy, buzz off if you do not want to be humiliated by me," said Neville patiently.
A laughter caused everyone to turn his or her attention to the pair.
"You? What can you do to me Longbottom?" malingered Mafloy, "do not forget that you are a near Squib, Longbottom!" this caused a roar of laughter from the Slytherin but a new wave of anger and rage went through the Gryffindor. "Let me get him!" said Ron through his clenched teeth, "I don't need my wand! I will use my bare hands!"
"RON! Stay and watch!" called Harry.
"Oh? What can I do to you, Mafloy, did I heard that you just asked me a question?" truanted Neville back. "I though as Slytherin you will never go down so low to ask me, a near Squib, a question." This caused another roar of laughter but the only difference is that the laughter is from the Gryffindors, Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs. This statement caused Mafloy to flush red and he pulled out his wand and roared, "Tarantallergra!"
But before the spell could erupt from Mafloy's wand, there was a loud "Crack!" and instead of Mafloy, the annoying, proud, arrogant and suck up idiot, was a pure white ferret in his place while Neville with his wand out, pointing straight Mafloy. His wand was out in a flash and no one but Harry, Dumbledore and Neville himself known that he has his wand out. This caused the whole hall to go quiet as everyone know that Neville is nearly a Squib. Even all the Professors but Dumbledore was shocked. Dumbledore and Harry were chuckling lightly and Dumbledore's eye flashed towards Neville.
"Hello Mr. Ferret," said Neville, grinning ear to ear. This caused all the students but the Slytherins to break into laughter. Amid the laughter, Ron called out, "Well done Neville."
"SO, Mr. Draco Mafloy, the Ferret, should I or should I not make you bounce?"
The ferret gave a pathetic squeal of help but was ignored as Crabbe and Goyle stood stupidly still, looking at Neville with a mix of fear and shock. With a easy flick of his wand, Neville made ferret bounce up and down for a minute or two as all teachers was very shocked at what had they witnessed. After a minute or so, Neville lowered his wand and restored Mafloy back to his original form. Flushing red, Mafloy yelled, "Longbottom, I will get you if that is the last thing I will do!" before he sped out of the Great Hall. Still grinning ear to ear, Neville sat down beside Harry. "Nice one, Neville! I told you that you have powers beyond anyone can imagine. Believe me now?"
"Thanks Harry!"
Looking at both Harry and Neville with both surprise and suspicion. "Now Harry, come clean with had you done with Neville."
"What?" grinned Harry.
"Don't play dumb with me, Harry," stated Hermione with a bossy voice, "I know that you are behind this. Not Neville."
"Neville has successfully turn Mafloy into a ferret, Hermione. What you mean that it was me?" question Harry, "Neville, show her."
"Oh no you..." she was cut short as a orb of water came into view on top of her, then "Splash!" the water landed on her head, wetting her from head to toe. Hermione shrieked, causing Harry and Neville to dissolved into laughter. "Dry me this instant!"
"Hermione, look at yourself. Aren't you dry?" said Ron. Looking back at herself, she was surprise that she was not wet at all.
"Nice illusion trick of yours Neville."
"Thanks! I should do this more often to get back to Mafloy for what he had done to me," said Neville cheerfully. The other houses are coming to congratulate Neville for his sudden proficiency in his spell mastery.
"I believe that was enough excitement for now. Any way, I have one announcement to make. Today fourth year to seventh year are exempted from lessons today, you are to go down to the Quidditch pitch for a test of your mastery on your Holy Bolt. I believe that Mr Potter will be the examiner. Now please go to your respective lessons."
There was a rumble of noise as every one stood up and started to move towards their respective classroom. Harry with the rest of his friends made their way to the Quidditch pitch. After every one has gathered at the stands, Harry casted the Sonorus Charm on himself, "Since everyone is here, I shall not beat around the bush. I want you to be tested on your powers of your Holy Bolt. As you know the Holy Bolt can destroy Undead but it requires some good amount of powers. I will be transfigure some objects into undead and one by one come fro and cast the spell. If there is enough strength in the spell that you casted, it will turn the Undead back into the object original form."
Stopping for a breath, Harry surveyed the stands. Some students looked clearly frightened while some like Mafloy looked smug about something, throwing dirty look at the Gryffindors.
"When I call out your name, come fro and be ready. Don't worry, the undead will not be able to harm any of you in any way. First," looking straight into the cold gray eyes of Mafloy, Harry said, "Draco Mafloy."
Leaping out of the stand, Mafloy went straight to Harry and sneered, "Where are the undead, eh, Potter?"
'Over-confidence,' Harry noted. 'I will make use of this.'
Pointing his wand at the bit of wood, Harry muttered an incantation. Slowly, the bit of wood grew, twisted this way that and finally transforming into a Skeleton. Unknown to the rest of the school, Harry had add a bit more power into the Skeleton, making it immune to any spell coming from Mafloy's wand.
"CASTUS REPAGULA!" roared Mafloy. A bolt of white light burst fro from Mafloy's wand and hitted the Skeleton, expecting the Skeleton to shatter under the spell. Imagine the look of Mafloy when he discovered that the spell had not destroyed the Skeleton. When the fact had finally sunk in, Mafloy screamed and ran way as the Skeleton made its way towards him. "It seems that Mr Mafloy have to brush up his mastery over the Holy Bolt," said Harry dryly, causing the Gryffindors to burst into laughter. "Neville Longbottom, you are next."
Moving next Harry, Neville casted the Holy Bolt, turning the Skeleton into a pile of dust as soon as the spell came in contact with the undead. "Well, Mafloy, it looks like the near Squib had accomplished what you can't do. Imagine the shame you will feel if your dear father found out." That was it, the whole school but the Slytherin erupted into laughter and cheers as Mafloy disappeared into the school.
"Well, let's get back to business," said Harry after the laughter died down. The test went fairly well and only very few was unable to shatter the Skeleton.
TBC...
Yes, completed another chapter, I know that you all hate cliffhangers but this is the way. Bless me, competed my GCE 'N' Level Chinese and Social Studies. I will try to update it ASAP. Any way, I would like to thanks all my reviewers:
A-man: thanks
Nananas: Correction, I USED to play Diablo 2, Lord of Destruction. My old account name was Cheery, a real sissy name I know.
The Red Dragon Order: Thanks; your stories are not bad as well.
SO long folks, Have a nice day!
Moving pair to outside, Harry met with the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff sixth year. "You are here for the Defense Against the Dark Art lessons, I presume," Harry stated. The Ravenclaws, Harry noticed was eyeing him with great respect while the Hufflepuffs was glaring at him. Harry knew that the grief-sicken house was still convinced that he was one who had killed Cedric despite of Peter Pettigrew's confession.
"Welcome to Defense Against the Dark Arts," declared Dumbledore as the class entered the classroom. " I believe that you had met Mr Potter. Yes, he will be here to aid me in teaching everyone here to deal with some thing so horrible that the Three Unforgivable can resist total."
---------------
The week went without any problems unless you counted the fact the Ravenclaw house made a public apology to Harry for suspecting him for killing Cedric Diggory, the shock of the students had when they found out about him teaching them and the Daily Prophet announcement of Lord Voldemort's return. As Harry taught the school how to perform the Holy Bolt correctly and find as many Air Elementals, Harry noticed that there is only very few Air Elemental and most had master the use of the Holy Bolt. At Sunday evening, after the dinner, Harry stood silently at the middle of the Quidditch pitch awaiting the arrival of the Air Elements that he had found. Sighing to himself, Harry wondered if there is any one who will back out. He did not have to wait long to find out as the raw Elemental with unrefined powers made their way nosily down to the Quidditch pitch. Motioning everyone to group within their own house, Harry discovered that instead of the Hufflepuffs not turning up, it was the Slytherin who had total absent themselves. Harry had enough reasons to believe that it because having him, Harry Potter-the boy who lived, the greatest archrival of Slytherin to teach them was some thing to big for them to swallow.
"Welcome to your Elemental training, my friends. You are here to learn about the mysterious art that the Air can be harnessed to fuel your powers. This lesson is not to be played with as one can cause great harm to the others if any thing went wrong," said Harry in a low voice. Somehow, he was able to keep the pupils quiet outside the classroom but not in side. "Any one found playing during the lesson will, I repeat, will be in for a treat of his or hers' lifetime."
"Now, I have to introduce you to the powers of the air which you will learn from today onwards," said Harry as he went on teaching them how to manipulate the Air and from within the Air harness the powers.
"Now, as I had ended my teachings on how to use the powers of the air, I will teach you some basic spells of the Air," said Harry grimly, "oh, do remember that you don't need your wand for usage of Air Elemental. Once you had completed your course, you will become full-fledge sorcerer. Now are there any questions?"
A few hands shot into the air immediately after the announcement.
"Yes?"
"What is a sorcerer? What difference does it have with a wizard?" asked the few who had risen their hand.
"A sorcerer is one who have powers over one Element, while a wizard channels his powers through a wand. Now that is enough, if we don't get on with your training, we will be sleeping late tonight." There, Harry spent two hours training them to master their elemental skills and powers. After the two gruesome hours which had exhausted everyone for the exception of Harry, he ended it by saying, " That all for today, but every fortnight, meet me same time, same place. Class dismissed."
This announcement was met with groans and moans for his friends. Ignoring their cries for mercy, Harry moved swiftly and stealthy into castle and straight into Dumbledore's office. "Albus, can I request that tomorrow's lessons year fourth to year seventh to be cancelled?"
"Why Harry, what is the matter?" asked the Headmaster as he wondered why is there a need to call for a one day stoppage of lesson.
"To test the pupils for their powers of the Holy Bolt. At any level, the Holy Bolt can heal, but to destroy the undead completely requires some powers. I want to test the students for their Holy Bolts' strength," came the answer.
"But why?"
"If some students are a bit weaker, I can help to brush up their skill and level of mastery. I don't want any student caught unprepared by the undead."
"But how are you going to get undead, Harry? There is not a school, which taught the powers of the undead. It was long classified as an illegal branch of magic!"
"I believe that I can transfigure some things into undead. Students can then practiced on those mock undead," replied Harry. "But of course, I can easily summon undead straight from the ground but I know that you don't want any of these evil beings in the ground of Hogwarts and I don't want to be mistaken as a necromancer."
"Very well, Harry, I grant you the permission for the canceling of the lessons tomorrow. Only."
"Thanks Albus," with that, Harry turned and swept out away from the Headmaster's office and back into the Gryffindor Common Room where he found Neville Longbottom sitting in front of the fireplace.
"Neville?" asked Harry gently.
"What?" asked Neville surprised that anyone would be still up at around this time of the night. Sitting down beside Neville, Harry said, "You are thinking about your parents, right Neville?"
"How do you know?"
"Neville, I know many things. But I'm really sorry Neville, to learn that your parents had lost their mind," said Harry locking his glaze at the fire that burns merrily in the fireplace. Turning to Neville, Harry could see tears rolling down his face. "Neville, do you know that you are an Elemental?" asked Harry suddenly.
"What?!"
"An Elemental, Neville. You are a Water Element, Neville. Of all the students I had taught during the Defense Against the Dark Arts, I found you the most powerful Water Elemental that the school have," said Harry looking back at the fireplace. "How can I be a Elemental, Harry? I am almost a Squib, you know that, Harry. How had I made a mess out of the simplest spells..."said Neville very unsettled about the fact that he is a Elemental.
"Trust me. You make a mess out of the spell because you had witness your parents tortured until they lost their mind. This caused you to create block against your real powers. You fear that you may end up like your parents, Neville that is why you created that block. You have powers beyond your wildest imagination, Neville. Your clumsiness is due to your powers of the Water Elemental. The unrefined powers had made you so clumsy. Once you had honed your powers Neville, you can call for the powers of the water anytime, anywhere. Allow me to show you."
Holding his palm, Harry created an orb of water that swirled out of nowhere into existence. Fascinated, Neville reached his hand to touch the orb that was hovering just above Harry's palm. But just before he could come in contact with the water orb, it disappeared just as suddenly as it had appeared. Neville looked around wildly, trying to find where that orb of water is.
"Neville, do you want to unlock your full potential? This way any spells could be taught to you easily. If you want, only you yourself can break down the barrier."
Nodding, Harry took it as agreement from Neville.
"Very well, I guide you in your path to destroy the barrier, maybe you can challenge Malfoy to a duel. But remember I can only guide you, not do it for you, understand?"
Silence.
Then a nod that confirmed Neville's choice.
"Very well, let's start!"
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The next day, Harry woke up and went down to the Great Hall for breakfast. Sitting down opposite Ron and Hermione, Harry said, "So, when am I getting the invitation to your marriage, eh?"
Flushing to an angry red, both Ron and Hermione said, "No! I don't love him/her!" then turned to each other after they noticed that had said the same thing at the same time caused Harry to burst into laughter.
"Ha, ha! Anyway, you will be in for a surprise today. I have a feeling that there will be the reappearance of Draco Mafloy-the Amazing Bouncing Ferret," said Harry mysteriously. "Harry have you been up to some thing that we don't know of?" demanded Ron. "We? 'We' as in you and Hermione and me or as in you and Hermione only?"
"Well, the cry baby has finally showed his face in the Great Hall at breakfast for the first time," called a drawling voice which the Gryffindors have no problem recognizing. Ron started to make furious move to Mafloy but was forced back by Harry, who explain in a word, "Watch."
At Staff table, Professor McGonagall started to move toward Mafloy, but Dumbledore retrained her, saying, "Minerva, I believe that you will be in for a surprise IF you remain in your sit. Severus, I personally request you not to punish Longbottom for what he is going to do next."
"Mafloy, buzz off if you do not want to be humiliated by me," said Neville patiently.
A laughter caused everyone to turn his or her attention to the pair.
"You? What can you do to me Longbottom?" malingered Mafloy, "do not forget that you are a near Squib, Longbottom!" this caused a roar of laughter from the Slytherin but a new wave of anger and rage went through the Gryffindor. "Let me get him!" said Ron through his clenched teeth, "I don't need my wand! I will use my bare hands!"
"RON! Stay and watch!" called Harry.
"Oh? What can I do to you, Mafloy, did I heard that you just asked me a question?" truanted Neville back. "I though as Slytherin you will never go down so low to ask me, a near Squib, a question." This caused another roar of laughter but the only difference is that the laughter is from the Gryffindors, Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs. This statement caused Mafloy to flush red and he pulled out his wand and roared, "Tarantallergra!"
But before the spell could erupt from Mafloy's wand, there was a loud "Crack!" and instead of Mafloy, the annoying, proud, arrogant and suck up idiot, was a pure white ferret in his place while Neville with his wand out, pointing straight Mafloy. His wand was out in a flash and no one but Harry, Dumbledore and Neville himself known that he has his wand out. This caused the whole hall to go quiet as everyone know that Neville is nearly a Squib. Even all the Professors but Dumbledore was shocked. Dumbledore and Harry were chuckling lightly and Dumbledore's eye flashed towards Neville.
"Hello Mr. Ferret," said Neville, grinning ear to ear. This caused all the students but the Slytherins to break into laughter. Amid the laughter, Ron called out, "Well done Neville."
"SO, Mr. Draco Mafloy, the Ferret, should I or should I not make you bounce?"
The ferret gave a pathetic squeal of help but was ignored as Crabbe and Goyle stood stupidly still, looking at Neville with a mix of fear and shock. With a easy flick of his wand, Neville made ferret bounce up and down for a minute or two as all teachers was very shocked at what had they witnessed. After a minute or so, Neville lowered his wand and restored Mafloy back to his original form. Flushing red, Mafloy yelled, "Longbottom, I will get you if that is the last thing I will do!" before he sped out of the Great Hall. Still grinning ear to ear, Neville sat down beside Harry. "Nice one, Neville! I told you that you have powers beyond anyone can imagine. Believe me now?"
"Thanks Harry!"
Looking at both Harry and Neville with both surprise and suspicion. "Now Harry, come clean with had you done with Neville."
"What?" grinned Harry.
"Don't play dumb with me, Harry," stated Hermione with a bossy voice, "I know that you are behind this. Not Neville."
"Neville has successfully turn Mafloy into a ferret, Hermione. What you mean that it was me?" question Harry, "Neville, show her."
"Oh no you..." she was cut short as a orb of water came into view on top of her, then "Splash!" the water landed on her head, wetting her from head to toe. Hermione shrieked, causing Harry and Neville to dissolved into laughter. "Dry me this instant!"
"Hermione, look at yourself. Aren't you dry?" said Ron. Looking back at herself, she was surprise that she was not wet at all.
"Nice illusion trick of yours Neville."
"Thanks! I should do this more often to get back to Mafloy for what he had done to me," said Neville cheerfully. The other houses are coming to congratulate Neville for his sudden proficiency in his spell mastery.
"I believe that was enough excitement for now. Any way, I have one announcement to make. Today fourth year to seventh year are exempted from lessons today, you are to go down to the Quidditch pitch for a test of your mastery on your Holy Bolt. I believe that Mr Potter will be the examiner. Now please go to your respective lessons."
There was a rumble of noise as every one stood up and started to move towards their respective classroom. Harry with the rest of his friends made their way to the Quidditch pitch. After every one has gathered at the stands, Harry casted the Sonorus Charm on himself, "Since everyone is here, I shall not beat around the bush. I want you to be tested on your powers of your Holy Bolt. As you know the Holy Bolt can destroy Undead but it requires some good amount of powers. I will be transfigure some objects into undead and one by one come fro and cast the spell. If there is enough strength in the spell that you casted, it will turn the Undead back into the object original form."
Stopping for a breath, Harry surveyed the stands. Some students looked clearly frightened while some like Mafloy looked smug about something, throwing dirty look at the Gryffindors.
"When I call out your name, come fro and be ready. Don't worry, the undead will not be able to harm any of you in any way. First," looking straight into the cold gray eyes of Mafloy, Harry said, "Draco Mafloy."
Leaping out of the stand, Mafloy went straight to Harry and sneered, "Where are the undead, eh, Potter?"
'Over-confidence,' Harry noted. 'I will make use of this.'
Pointing his wand at the bit of wood, Harry muttered an incantation. Slowly, the bit of wood grew, twisted this way that and finally transforming into a Skeleton. Unknown to the rest of the school, Harry had add a bit more power into the Skeleton, making it immune to any spell coming from Mafloy's wand.
"CASTUS REPAGULA!" roared Mafloy. A bolt of white light burst fro from Mafloy's wand and hitted the Skeleton, expecting the Skeleton to shatter under the spell. Imagine the look of Mafloy when he discovered that the spell had not destroyed the Skeleton. When the fact had finally sunk in, Mafloy screamed and ran way as the Skeleton made its way towards him. "It seems that Mr Mafloy have to brush up his mastery over the Holy Bolt," said Harry dryly, causing the Gryffindors to burst into laughter. "Neville Longbottom, you are next."
Moving next Harry, Neville casted the Holy Bolt, turning the Skeleton into a pile of dust as soon as the spell came in contact with the undead. "Well, Mafloy, it looks like the near Squib had accomplished what you can't do. Imagine the shame you will feel if your dear father found out." That was it, the whole school but the Slytherin erupted into laughter and cheers as Mafloy disappeared into the school.
"Well, let's get back to business," said Harry after the laughter died down. The test went fairly well and only very few was unable to shatter the Skeleton.
TBC...
Yes, completed another chapter, I know that you all hate cliffhangers but this is the way. Bless me, competed my GCE 'N' Level Chinese and Social Studies. I will try to update it ASAP. Any way, I would like to thanks all my reviewers:
A-man: thanks
Nananas: Correction, I USED to play Diablo 2, Lord of Destruction. My old account name was Cheery, a real sissy name I know.
The Red Dragon Order: Thanks; your stories are not bad as well.
SO long folks, Have a nice day!
