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Harry strolled out of the Great Hall and had just turned round a bend when he thought that he had stepped into a cold shower. He stumbled backwards only to find the Bloody Baron in front of him.

"Sorry," said Harry and the Bloody Baron grunted to show the apology was accepted. The Bloody Baron had just begun to move when Harry said, " Very sorry, Bloody Baron. Or should I say Lemon of the Shining Force from Granseal?"

The Bloody Baron or Lemon stopped in his tracks. Looking at Harry, he asked in a dazed voice, "How did you know my real name, Potter?"

"I, as the Lord of Light, know that you had unselfishly sacrificed yourself to seal up Zeon back then at the war against the Dark Side," said Harry. "Lemon, I need your help to train myself in sword mastery. Max is no doubt the best swordsman, but I will need different style of sword fight to go against Voldemort."

"Very well, I will see what I can do," said the Bloody Baron. And gracing Harry a bow, he said, "I better get going, Harry." And he drifted away. Shaking his head, Harry moved towards the kitchen and tickled the green pear. He was given accessed to the kitchen and was warmly greeted by the house-elves. But as usual, Dobby's way of greeting involves dashing up at Harry, nearly knocking the daylights out of Harry and squeezing Harry around his mid-section until he is out of his breath.

"Do...Dobby! Ca...ca...n't...bre...ath!" choked Harry as Dobby gave him a bone-breaking hug. 'For a small creature of his size, Dobby has a relatively astounding tight grip,' though Harry as he tried to pry him off. Harry managed to get free after several other House-elves came and help pried Dobby away.

"Harry Potter come find Dobby, Dobby very touched!" screeched the freed House-elf at the top of his voice.

"Yeah, Dobby, can I have some food?" asked Harry.

"Harry Potter wants food!" squeals the House-elf and in a split second, a number of House-elves came rushing to Harry, carrying toast, porridge, pancakes and for some very strange reasons, M&M chocolate. Harry helped himself to the toast and pancakes. After thanking the house-elves who kept on presenting lots of food to Harry, he managed to escape the kitchen.

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Harry was in his Care for Magical Creature lesson, which involves only theory lesson on how to deal with phoenix.

"Professor, why can't you find a phoenix?" asked a Slytherin girl whom Harry recognised as Blaise Zabini.

Fleur sighed, shaking her head heavily.

"I had requested for Professor Dumbledore's phoenix, but it refused to come. Phoenixes make high faithful pets and they don't trust other people fully," said Fleur.

*Harry, try getting Fawkes to you. You can easily summon him as you are the Lord of the Light, * said Merlin.

Grinning to himself, Harry used his telepathic mind to summon the phoenix. Fleur began once again to teach but was soon interrupted by a screech.

"What was that?" asked Hermione.

"Relax, Hermione," said Ron as he recognised the screech belongs to Fawkes. Ron and Harry had met Fawkes the phoenix in their second year at Hogwarts. The red and golden bird flew down from the Headmaster's office and straight towards Harry, landing heavily on his shoulder. As Fawkes folded its wings, the class looked at Harry with amazement.

"That is a phoenix," said Fleur as she pointed at the magnificent bird on Harry's shoulder. "And if I'm not wrong, that is Professor Dumbledore's phoenix, Fawkes. Pray Harry, can you tell me how did you called fro Fawkes from his perch."

"As you had said, phoenixes are highly faithful pets, they only responds to the call of their master and those who are loyal to their master," explained Harry as he stroked the scarlet and golden plumage. The phoenix let out a soft quaver note of enjoyment and happiness. "This is the second time I had called Fawkes to me. I called for him in my second year inside the Chamber of Secrets. It aided me to kill the Basilisk."

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Professor Dumbledore chuckled lightly when he saw the phoenix took flight. He said to himself, "I believe that you are behind this Harry." He walked towards the window and saw the phoenix flying towards Harry in time when he was interrupted by a knock on his door.

"Come in!" said the Professor without taking his gaze from the window. Fudge came into the office and said, "Professor Dumbledore, I want a word with you." This torn the Headmaster attention from the window towards the Minster of Magic.

"Very well, Cornelius" said the Headmaster gravely as he turned and walked towards his seat.

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"Mr Potter!" shouted McGonagall as Harry and his Gryffindor friend walked up stairs at the Entrance Hall. Fawkes the phoenix, although allowed other students to stroke him, refused to leave Harry's shoulder even for a moment.

"Mr Potter, you are wanted by Professor Dumbledore, personally," said McGonagall, peering sternly over her glasses. Harry just nodded and walked alone towards the Headmaster's office. When he had entered the room, Fawkes took flight in a rush of wing from Harry's shoulder and flew toward Dumbledore and landed on his lap. Dumbledore smiled and said in a grave tone, "Harry, I have some bad news for you, unfortunately. Minster Fudge had came to see me and refuse blank-point to accept the return of Lord Voldemort. He had threatened to sue the press for spreading rumors about the Lord of Darkness's return."

Harry was stunned beyond any words, he though that given the press powers, the Britain Minster of Magic should had acknowledge the fact that the Dark Lord had indeed returned.

"The Minster of Magic also threaten me to have Hogwarts closed down if I continued to spread the fact of Tom Marvolo Riddle's return," sighed Dumbledore before he continued. "But that is not the worst part, Harry"

"And the worst part?"

"He had ordered that the Dementor's Kiss was to perform on all the Death Eaters you had captured, leaving only Lucius Mafloy. He claimed that the Mafloy had been donating a lot of money and can't possibility be a Death Eater," said Dumbledore.

"Albus, have all those who believe in the resurrection of Tom Riddle recruited in to the Order Of Phoenix. I shall see what I can do. I have a hunch that the Minster of Magic will be convince of Tom Riddle's return very soon," said Harry with his natural leadership ability kicking in. Harry then turned towards the door and was about to leave the room, Dumbledore spoke, "Harry, I want you to stop all your normal lesson. I plan to put you into advance classes for your Potion, Transfiguration, Charms, and Defense Against the Dark Arts. I had decided that you are to be the assistant instructor for a new lesson, the Dueling Club. You are to give aid to Professor Flitwick. You are to start you advanced lessons after your first Quidditch match against the Slytherin. Good luck for the match."

"Very well, Albus!" said Harry before he swept away.

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"Harry! What did Dumbledore want with you? Is it because of Fawkes?" Ron and Hermione asked the moment when Harry entered the Charms classroom.

"Now, now," said Professor Flitwick as Harry entered. After greeting the Charms Professor, Harry sat down beside Ron and did not speak a word. Harry was clearly worried, 'what would Ron do if he finds out that I have to start taking Advanced Charms, Potion, Transfiguration and Defense Against the Dark Art?'

Harry and Hermione was the only two had performed the Bubble Head Charm perfectly at the first try. Hermione, because of her usual bookworm style of studying and researching the charm very thoroughly before the lesson and Harry, simply because he was the Lord Of the Light. The bell rung and Harry grabbed his bag and dashed out, leaving a class of stunned friends.

"Did Harry tell you that he can reach such a high speed?" asked Hermione after she and Ron stepped out of the classroom. Ron shook his head and answered, "Heck! If we knew he could reach that speed in the air, the other houses stand no chance in winning the Quidditch House Cup this season!"

They entered the Great Hall for lunch and saw Dumbledore was deep in conversation with Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Professor Sprout and Professor Snape. Professor Snape had recovered from his injuries but Florence Heycroft is still in critical condition. Ron and Hermione sat down next to Harry and started to pile food on their plates when Professor Dumbledore stood up. The Hall went silent.

"I believe that the head of house had decided on the people who will be in the Dueling Tournament. From the Ravenclaws Cho Chang, Sarah Welles Terry Boot and Jerry Bayliss. From the Huffepuffs, Jasin Dalrympe, Susan Bones, Gary Parker and Luke Carter. From the Slytherins, Draco Mafloy, Adrian Pucey, Tess Grimble and Blaise Zabini. And finally from the Gryffindors, Fred and George Weasley, Neville Longbottom and lastly Harry Potter! (A/N:I know! I know! I had typed that there will be 12 people each house, but I will go bonkers thinking out all the names. So I deciede that four person per house is enough.) And I have managed to get you a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, she should be arriving tomorrow." the four houses cheered loudly when the names of their friends was read out.

"Harry, you will win this Tournament for sure!" exclaimed Ron as Harry tried to get free from the rest of the Gryffindors, trying to congratulate him for being chosen to be the one of the Gryffindor dueler.

"Why are you so sure?" asked Harry as he fought off the Creevey brothers from trying to get him photographed. Ron snickered and replied, "You are the only one who had ever survive You-Know-Who four times. I highly doubt that any one who can do that. Beside, you are the member of the You-Know- What."

'Yah! It is pure luck that I survived!'

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Neville Longbottom had been waiting at the Common Room entrance after he managed to shake off his Gryffindor friends. Even though it was four days after the announcement, the whole Gryffindor house is still bugging Harry, Fred, George and Harry. Harry slide into the room. Soon after, half of the Gryffindor female population came tumbling in. Harry straightened up and went directly to Neville.

"Ready to see your parents, sane, once again, Neville?" whispered Harry into Neville's ears. Neville nodded. Harry gently gripped Neville's arm and walked with him out the Gryffindor Common Room. After the Fat Lady closed off the hole which is the only entrance into Gryffindor Common Room, Harry casted a handy spell which he had learned from Max-Egress. (A/N: Please take note that Harry had not know that he had unlocked the powers of the lightning Elemental yet. He will discover about it in his Sixth year.)

Harry and Neville's world dissolved in a swirl of colour. They soon landed outside a large white building- St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. Handing Neville a bottle of pure white potion and said, "Had you contacted your family?"

Neville nodded. Harry then asked, "Neville, don't you speak? Are you acting mime?"

Neville nodded again, grinning, causing Harry to resist the urge to rolled his eyes and impact his head against the wall. Paying no attention to Harry's action, Neville walked into the Hospital and Harry soon followed. The moment Harry had entered, he saw Neville being 'attacked' by his family. Harry smiled and walked straight to a nurse and asked politely, "Excuse me, where do I find the ward of Mr and Mrs Longbottom?"

Not looking at Harry, she barked unpleasantly, "Who are you? What do you want with them? Are you here to kill them?"

Take no notice of the last comment, Harry replied amiably, "I'm known as Harry Potter."

The nurse wheeled around and did the familiar double take and a sideward glance up to his lightning-shaped scar.

"Sorry, Mr Potter," said the nurse after she realized that she was speaking to the famous Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived, the very person who had brought the Dark Lord onto his knees.

"No offence taken, Miss Dolly," grinned Harry as soon as he spoke her name. The nurse's reaction was totally what Harry had expected.

"You know my name?" asked the nurse dazed.

"Yes, and if not mind, I'm in a bit of hurry."

"Yes, the ward to Mr and Mrs Longbottom is..." said the nurse as she scan through her file. " Ward 07-47 in the right wing, Mr Potter."

"Thank you!" said Harry before he moved towards Neville.

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Outside Ward 07-47...

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"Ready, Neville?" whispered Harry at the door into the room.

"Ready," said Neville. Despite of his trembling nerves, which are wracking him now, Neville felt sacred.

"Stunners on three. Then pour the Potions into their mouth," whispered Harry. Noticing Neville's tremble, he added, "Nervous?"

"A bit," said Neville after a few minutes of consideration. Harry said nothing but smiled. With a whispered word, a few sparks flew out of the end of Harry's wand and struck the door. The door creaked open, clearly stating that it is a long time when this door was last opened. Harry and Neville dashed in and shouted together, "One, two, three! Stupefy!"

Mr and Mrs Longbottom was trying to break open the padded wall by dashing at the padding at high speed and colliding with the wall. Before they knew what had happen, two stunners streaked through the air and struck them, rendering them unconscious. Harry and Neville darted forward. Harry moved towards Mrs Longbottom and supported her body weigh and pried her mouth open. In a swift and deft movement, Harry uncorked the bottle and poured the light blue solution into Mrs Longbottom's throat while Neville did the same to his father. Stepping backwards, both Harry and Neville raised their wand and whispered the same words in concurrently, "Enervate!"

Mr and Mrs Longbottom opened their eyes and looked around with a dreamy look on both their face. For a spilt second, Harry worried that the potion had failed. Then it happened.

"Where am I?" asked Mr Longbottom uncertainly as he glazed around at the padded walls of his small ward. "And who are you?"

Neville gave a squeal of happiness and embraced his father in a tight hug. Mr Longbottom looked surprised and patted awkwardly on Neville's head. Mrs Longbottom on the other hand, observed the room and whispered, "I'm in St Mungo's?"

Harry smiled and said, "Welcome back, Mr and Mrs Longbottom."

Harry was interrupted by anxious footsteps outside the room. An angry doctor burst into the room and roared, "Why are you here, Mr Potter? What had you done with them?"

Harry almost laughed out loud when the doctor saw Mr and Mrs Longbottom, sane, once again.

"Frank!" shouted the doctor the moment when Mr Longbottom asked politely, puzzled. "You are...are...sane!"

"What happened?" asked Mr Longbottom.

"We was last tortured by the Death Eaters and that was all I remember," said Mrs Longbottom.

"Well," said Harry gently. "You are now in St Mungo's. The Death Eaters who had tortured you insane are now in Azkaban. The person in your embrace, well, is Neville Longbottom."

TBC...

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