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"I was a werewolf when I was young. When I joined Hogwarts, I met these two," said Remus as he pointed towards the two behind them. "When they were in their fifth year, the group managed to transform themselves at will into Animagus. Padfoot is a nickname for the Grim-like dog that's Sirius while Prongs is the nickname of James the stag here."
"So that why," said Fred slowly.
"But what's with the Marauder's Map?" asked George.
This time, James answered, "We created the Marauder's Map main purpose is for us to track down the movement of any one in the Hogwarts so that we can avoid any nosey bugger."
"Oh, I see..."
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"Miss Weasley!" cried McGonagall as she stared at her student. "Did you realize that what you just said have almost reveal the Castle of Light and the Order of Phoenix?"
"Yes, Professor," replied Ginny as she continued to shuffle her legs and stared at the floor. Professor McGonagall continued to stare at Ginny through her glass as if scanning through her.
"As a result of your blunder, Miss Weasley," said McGonagall after she observed her young student a long time. "You are to serve detention with Mr Filch, tonight. And no argument, Miss Weasley." McGonagall said when she saw that Ginny was about to open her mouth to argue. At these words, the young Weasley shut her mouth and kept quiet.
'I have a score to settle with Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred and George, later. But first Fred and George...' thought the young Weasley as she walked out of the Transfiguration classroom. She climbed up the stairs towards a desolated place and muttered the password and disappeared with a 'pop!'
Young Ginny appeared at the Castle and found the shade of James Potter, Lily Potter with Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Fred, George and Ron Weasley, Harry Potter and Hermione Granger together, laughing.
"FRED! GEORGE!" screamed Ginny the moment she caught sight of her brothers. The twin turned slowly and saw their young sister stalking dangerously towards them. Strangely, this sight reminded Harry of Molly Weasley when Harry first seen her at the Burrow after the twins and Ron managed to rescue him the Dursley, with the aid of Arthur Weasley's enchanted flying car.
"Oh."
"Dear."
"We."
"Are."
"In."
"TROUBLE!"
At the last words, the two bolted away. Ginny ran after them screaming her head off.
"Don't you two cowards run!"
The Marauders and the Terrible Trio watched as the young girl chasing her brother around the castle with an amused look on their face. Harry turned his attention back to his friends and said.
"Hermione, Ron?"
"Yes Harry?"
"Are you ready to return before that girl comes after us?" said Harry as he pointed towards the red hair girl in the background who was chasing her two brothers. The two did not have to be told twice and uttered the password and reappeared inside their Common Room. Thankfully there was no one inside or awkward questions would've been asked. Harry said good-bye to his friends and walked out of the Common Room. He headed straight to the Headmaster's office and whispered the password, "Lord Voldemort."
As Harry had informed Dumbledore before hand that he wants some time with him in private, Dumbledore had purposely changed the password to the name of Lord Voldemort so unwanted people would not interrupt their meeting. Harry stepped up the stairs and let it bring him to the Headmaster's room. Harry opened the gleaming oak door and walked straight in to the room. Dumbledore stood up immediately and greeted Harry.
"Harry, how nice for you to grace me with your presence," smiled Dumbledore as he shook Harry's hand.
Harry rolled his eyes and said, "Real witty, Albus."
"Harry," said the Headmaster solemnly after Harry and himself had seated. "Why do you want to train all the Elementals in the school?"
Harry stood up and walked to the window. "Professor, I don't want any Elemental left untrained. The powers of those Elementals under my training will increase by leaps and bounds. I can have a group of the worlds' strongest sorcerers and sorceresses in the Order of Phoenix."
Stopping to let the information sink in, Harry paused.
"What's the purpose of have a group of the strongest sorcerers and sorceresses in the Order?" asked Dumbledore although he fully knew the answer to the question he had personally asked. Harry's reply was swift.
"Albus, you know the reasons on why I want a group of the sorcerers and sorceresses under the Order," Harry said simply as he continued to watch the lake below. The giant Squid was basking in the sun. Harry watched the squid swimming lazily at the surface of the lake and decided to have a little fun with it.
"Professor, come here if you need more convincing," said Harry. The Headmaster walked to the window and watched. Harry held up one of his hand. Slowly, an orb of grayish coloured wind surrounded it. Harry pointed his hand towards the lake and a whirlwind appeared just near the giant squid. The giant squid tried to escape by diving into the depth of the lake but in vain. The vortex of wind sucked the squid out of water and brought it one hundred feet above the lake and released. The poor squid suddenly found itself above the air and pummeled one hundred feet straight into the lake when a gust of wind appeared and prevented the squid to fall to its death.
Harry was slightly surprised that a gust of wind actually appeared and he recognised the wind was summoned by Hermione. Her magical aura was the only one in school who have green and grey colour. The gust of wind gently placed the squid back into the water before it disappeared. Harry then turned towards Dumbledore and said.
"You see, Albus. The power of a Sorcerer or a Sorceress can be very massive as demonstrated by me and Hermione," said Harry. "The force of Nature can be use to stop the spread of Darkness in this time."
"Well, Harry, go on with your plan," the Headmaster smiled as he looked, the sky blue eyes twinkling merrily, at his young student with pride. "Or do you need me to allocate some time for lessons?"
"That would be much appreciated if you allocate some time for my Elemental lesson, Albus."
"I'll see what I can do, Harry," said the Headmaster.
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The next few weeks passed without much of a problem. Harry managed to schedule his time into Advanced Classes, Dueling assistant Instructor and the School Elemental trainer. All in all, he had to settle for every Staff mastery lessons with Dumbledore, as Harry had to be trained on the arts of modern spells mastery. Yes, Merlin is the greatest wizard of all times but Dumbledore has a more in dept mastery of Modern magic. Then one day...
"Harry! The Dueling and Quidditch Tournament! The Salem, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students are come this Friday!" Hermione screamed the moment she entered the Common Room. The rest of the Gryffindor fifth years became excited but Harry was the only one who remained unfazed by the information.
"So, what's the big idea?" Harry asked as he continued to read his book. Hermione skated to stop and her eyes open with amazement and shock. The book title was of course in ancient druid runes, and read "Necromancy: Dark Arts or Light Arts?"
Hermione just stood there and stared at the bold and italic silver print on the black covering of the book.
"Harry," she whispered hoarsely as she continued to stare at the book. "Did you realize that that book contains the forbidden magic of summoning and raising the Undead?"
"So?" Harry asked unconcerned as he continued to browse through the pages.
"You could be arrested and thrown in the Azkaban! All the leading wizards and witches of then had banned the art of Necromancy for the last millennium. Salazar Slytherin was the last known Necromancer," Hermione whispered. Harry turned and stared at her.
"The art of Necromancy has been considered Dark Arts because the practitioner practice the arts of rising Undead to do their bidding and other then the Necromancer, other have no control unless the person bears his mark," said Harry as he continued to read his book. "Secondly, Necromancers understand the importance of life and death. Only misguided Necromancers wants to become immortals. They had broken the basic rule of Necromancy; to understand the power of death and importance of afterlife. Can you not interrupt, please, Hermione, I wish to finish reading this book." Hermione was speechless for once in her entire life in Hogwarts.
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Harry and the rest of his schoolmates stood outside in the cold as they waited for the arrival of the foreign students. Janet and her schoolmate stood at the stairs along with Albus Dumbledore. All the students like last year, stood at the stairs leading to the Entrance Hall. As the time dragged longer and longer, the students began to get restless. May it be luck or may it be fate, it was apparently very unfortunate that Malfoy was beside Harry. And yet with a twist of fate, for once, Malfoy had appeared without Crabbe and Goyle. Harry leaned forward to Ron and whispered.
"Ron! No Crabbe and Goyle."
Ron whispered back as he scanned the skies and the horizon for any signs of the foreign students, "That's good. So what's the problem?"
"Yeah! No Crabbe and Goyle but just one annoying Amazing Bouncing Ferret."
Ron nearly tripped and fell.
"Malfoy?"
"On my left," whispered Harry. Ron was beginning to crack his fist and he looked clearly murderous. Harry had an appalling feeling when Dumbledore declared, "Ah...unless I had much mistaken which I believe not, the delegation from Salem and Beauxbatons are arriving."
"Where?" asked one of the Gryffindor first year as the school scanned around. Harry sighed and brought in his ability to sense and detect magic.
'Two miles, nine o'clock.'
"At our left hand side!" declared Harry and the school turned towards the distant spot that was getting closer and closer at high speed. Like last year, Harry saw that it was the winged horses pulling the carriage. But some how the carriage appeared to shrink. He turned towards Hermione and asked, "What happen? Why did the carriage shrink?"
"Tutu," said Malfoy as he looked at the carriage landed in front of the whole school with a loud 'thud!'
"I had never thought that Potter would be so dumb."
"I believe that your stay in the Hospital Wing was more then enjoyable, Malfoy," stated Harry coldly as the Salem's way of transport arrived. The school would never believe something like what the American had brought in. It was exactly the same as what the Hogwarts students had to take to school.
"Did the American steal our train?" whispered Colin with surprise written all over his face as he stared the scarlet locomotive land in smoothly beside the carriage of Beauxbatons.
"I had never thought that Gryffindor students would be so stupid even with that Mudblood Granger teach you," Malfoy sneered with a touch of malice in his voice.
"One more word, Malfoy," Ron snarled as he looked as the students of both school started to walk out of their respective transport. Harry noted with a certain amount of amusement as Ron held up his hand and let a fireball form within the open palm. "One more word and I swear that you will dead! Roasted, toasted, barbecued or burnt! Your choice Malfoy! "
At Ron's words, Malfoy shut his mouth but not with out a sneer at the trio. Hermione shook her head as Ron scowled at the Amazing Bouncing Ferret. Harry ignored the reaction of Ron and turned his attention back to the Headmaster of Salem. Harry's jaw nearly fell when he saw whom the Headmaster of Salem was. It was one of the Dark Lord's newest recruits, Edwards Hamilton. Harry immediately moved out of the crowd and walked towards his Transfiguration Teacher. As the Death Eater walked towards Albus Dumbledore, Harry's scar started burning dully.
"Professor McGonagall, can I have a minute?" asked Harry the moment that he reached her.
"Yes, Mr Potter?" asked the Professor.
"A private place, please," pointed Harry.
"Why?"
"Tom Riddle's servant at Hogwarts."
This statement caught her attention. Immediately, she ushered Harry back into the castle and into the Headmaster's office. After the both of them had sat down, she asked very directly.
"Who?"
"Professor Edwards Hamilton."
"WHAT?"
"I'm afraid that it's true," sighed Harry and he started to pace around the room. "He was at the Initiation Ceremony but he was not branded. I believe that the Dark Lord wants him to come to Hogwarts to infiltrate our files on the Order of Phoenix as well as to find a flaw in our defenses."
"What will we do?"
"We have to wait," replied Harry. "Patience is very important key factor to a victory in war."
"But now what we do?"
"Let's return to the feast or the Gryffindors and the other will be suspicious," said Harry and he walked towards the door. "If possible, call for an Order meeting."
Minerva nodded mutely and followed Harry down. When the two of them reached the Great Hall, every one had already sat down. Harry slipped silently into the room and sat down beside Hermione and Ron. The moment that Harry sat down, he regretted his choice immediately. He was once again caught in the crossfire of words and language of Ron and Hermione.
"RON! WHEN WILL YOU STOPPING BEING THE IDIOT LIKE YOU ARE NOW?"
Harry sighed and cast a silencing charm on the pair to prevent unwanted noise. The two bickering all these days ever since they had returned to Hogwarts this year had tired Harry. Just when he started to busy himself by eating, a number of silent whispering broke out just opposite and beside him.
'Oh no! Not now!' thought Harry desperately. The last thing that he needed was having people hanging around him asking for his autograph.
"Are you...Harry Potter?" One of the Americans asked. Harry turned at look at the person. He then noticed that the Salem's way of dressing was somehow...muggle. Most of them wore Muggle T- shirt and a pair of jeans. The only thing that distinguished them as wizards and witches are the logo on their robes. It was a proud winged lion in flight or rather a true form of Griffin in flight. In the front paws of the Griffin was a shield. The symbol of the shield was fleur-de-lis. And on it was written, "The Salem Witches' Institute" for the females and for the males was "The Salem Wizards' Institute"
"Yes, I am," Harry smiled, it was rather forced. He hated this attention. But fortunately, the girl turned at said to her friend.
"You owned me ten Gallons!"
Harry sighed and returned to his dinner. Soon after all the students had eaten, Dumbledore stood up and announced that the Dueling and Quidditch Tournament would be commencing a month later so that the Salem, Durmstrang and Beauxbatons could settle down and get themselves ready for the upcoming Tournaments.
TBC...
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A note from your Author:
Yes! Another chapter completed! This story will be much longer then I expected. I think that this story will be around forty chapters before I can officially close down this story. AND I AM NOT DEAD YET! (Although I feel that most of the time...) Recently, I received an E-mail from a certain Sliver-Dragon asking me how exactly the blades of the Sword of Light and the Sword of Darkness were alike. The blade of the Swords looked like the blades of Lightsaber but will not retract or extend. Any way I wish to extant my thanks to all my reviewers! They are:
----------------------------------------
Jarvey: Same for your stories! Thanks!
Angelis: Sorry for the delay but recently, I discovered that many parts of the future chapters are contradicting one of the previous chapters! So, I had to reread and retype them out...Sorry! ;
Clare: Thanks for your review!
JUDGEMENT: There is a lot more chapters to come! So don't worry. ^^
Ran: Really? I hope that they would release a PC version.
Harry and Hermione's Daughter: Better chapters are coming up! *Smiles slyly!*
Wquad: \\(^0^)// thanks for your review!
Unknown: Just one Seeker. I know that there's problem with my English language.
Unknown: Sorry to correct you but from the Concise World English Dictionary, the word 'necro' means dead body, and the word 'necromancer', means a person with the ability to communicate with the dead, if not to a certain extent to bring them back for a while as spirits.
Spacecatdet: I understand. I now have a more reliable Beta reader, The Red Dragons Order! Cheers! Be prepared to expect better use of language.
Fire Mistress: Actually, this was the idea of my brother. I initially only want the Slytherins to lose to the Gryffindors by 150 points, but this idea was better! Thanks for the reviews!
Chibi: That's the whole idea. *Sports a nasty grin!* Thanks for the review ---------------------------------------
That's all folks!
SO long!
Until next chapter!
Yours truly,
BloodRedSword
"I was a werewolf when I was young. When I joined Hogwarts, I met these two," said Remus as he pointed towards the two behind them. "When they were in their fifth year, the group managed to transform themselves at will into Animagus. Padfoot is a nickname for the Grim-like dog that's Sirius while Prongs is the nickname of James the stag here."
"So that why," said Fred slowly.
"But what's with the Marauder's Map?" asked George.
This time, James answered, "We created the Marauder's Map main purpose is for us to track down the movement of any one in the Hogwarts so that we can avoid any nosey bugger."
"Oh, I see..."
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"Miss Weasley!" cried McGonagall as she stared at her student. "Did you realize that what you just said have almost reveal the Castle of Light and the Order of Phoenix?"
"Yes, Professor," replied Ginny as she continued to shuffle her legs and stared at the floor. Professor McGonagall continued to stare at Ginny through her glass as if scanning through her.
"As a result of your blunder, Miss Weasley," said McGonagall after she observed her young student a long time. "You are to serve detention with Mr Filch, tonight. And no argument, Miss Weasley." McGonagall said when she saw that Ginny was about to open her mouth to argue. At these words, the young Weasley shut her mouth and kept quiet.
'I have a score to settle with Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred and George, later. But first Fred and George...' thought the young Weasley as she walked out of the Transfiguration classroom. She climbed up the stairs towards a desolated place and muttered the password and disappeared with a 'pop!'
Young Ginny appeared at the Castle and found the shade of James Potter, Lily Potter with Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Fred, George and Ron Weasley, Harry Potter and Hermione Granger together, laughing.
"FRED! GEORGE!" screamed Ginny the moment she caught sight of her brothers. The twin turned slowly and saw their young sister stalking dangerously towards them. Strangely, this sight reminded Harry of Molly Weasley when Harry first seen her at the Burrow after the twins and Ron managed to rescue him the Dursley, with the aid of Arthur Weasley's enchanted flying car.
"Oh."
"Dear."
"We."
"Are."
"In."
"TROUBLE!"
At the last words, the two bolted away. Ginny ran after them screaming her head off.
"Don't you two cowards run!"
The Marauders and the Terrible Trio watched as the young girl chasing her brother around the castle with an amused look on their face. Harry turned his attention back to his friends and said.
"Hermione, Ron?"
"Yes Harry?"
"Are you ready to return before that girl comes after us?" said Harry as he pointed towards the red hair girl in the background who was chasing her two brothers. The two did not have to be told twice and uttered the password and reappeared inside their Common Room. Thankfully there was no one inside or awkward questions would've been asked. Harry said good-bye to his friends and walked out of the Common Room. He headed straight to the Headmaster's office and whispered the password, "Lord Voldemort."
As Harry had informed Dumbledore before hand that he wants some time with him in private, Dumbledore had purposely changed the password to the name of Lord Voldemort so unwanted people would not interrupt their meeting. Harry stepped up the stairs and let it bring him to the Headmaster's room. Harry opened the gleaming oak door and walked straight in to the room. Dumbledore stood up immediately and greeted Harry.
"Harry, how nice for you to grace me with your presence," smiled Dumbledore as he shook Harry's hand.
Harry rolled his eyes and said, "Real witty, Albus."
"Harry," said the Headmaster solemnly after Harry and himself had seated. "Why do you want to train all the Elementals in the school?"
Harry stood up and walked to the window. "Professor, I don't want any Elemental left untrained. The powers of those Elementals under my training will increase by leaps and bounds. I can have a group of the worlds' strongest sorcerers and sorceresses in the Order of Phoenix."
Stopping to let the information sink in, Harry paused.
"What's the purpose of have a group of the strongest sorcerers and sorceresses in the Order?" asked Dumbledore although he fully knew the answer to the question he had personally asked. Harry's reply was swift.
"Albus, you know the reasons on why I want a group of the sorcerers and sorceresses under the Order," Harry said simply as he continued to watch the lake below. The giant Squid was basking in the sun. Harry watched the squid swimming lazily at the surface of the lake and decided to have a little fun with it.
"Professor, come here if you need more convincing," said Harry. The Headmaster walked to the window and watched. Harry held up one of his hand. Slowly, an orb of grayish coloured wind surrounded it. Harry pointed his hand towards the lake and a whirlwind appeared just near the giant squid. The giant squid tried to escape by diving into the depth of the lake but in vain. The vortex of wind sucked the squid out of water and brought it one hundred feet above the lake and released. The poor squid suddenly found itself above the air and pummeled one hundred feet straight into the lake when a gust of wind appeared and prevented the squid to fall to its death.
Harry was slightly surprised that a gust of wind actually appeared and he recognised the wind was summoned by Hermione. Her magical aura was the only one in school who have green and grey colour. The gust of wind gently placed the squid back into the water before it disappeared. Harry then turned towards Dumbledore and said.
"You see, Albus. The power of a Sorcerer or a Sorceress can be very massive as demonstrated by me and Hermione," said Harry. "The force of Nature can be use to stop the spread of Darkness in this time."
"Well, Harry, go on with your plan," the Headmaster smiled as he looked, the sky blue eyes twinkling merrily, at his young student with pride. "Or do you need me to allocate some time for lessons?"
"That would be much appreciated if you allocate some time for my Elemental lesson, Albus."
"I'll see what I can do, Harry," said the Headmaster.
------------------------------------
The next few weeks passed without much of a problem. Harry managed to schedule his time into Advanced Classes, Dueling assistant Instructor and the School Elemental trainer. All in all, he had to settle for every Staff mastery lessons with Dumbledore, as Harry had to be trained on the arts of modern spells mastery. Yes, Merlin is the greatest wizard of all times but Dumbledore has a more in dept mastery of Modern magic. Then one day...
"Harry! The Dueling and Quidditch Tournament! The Salem, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students are come this Friday!" Hermione screamed the moment she entered the Common Room. The rest of the Gryffindor fifth years became excited but Harry was the only one who remained unfazed by the information.
"So, what's the big idea?" Harry asked as he continued to read his book. Hermione skated to stop and her eyes open with amazement and shock. The book title was of course in ancient druid runes, and read "Necromancy: Dark Arts or Light Arts?"
Hermione just stood there and stared at the bold and italic silver print on the black covering of the book.
"Harry," she whispered hoarsely as she continued to stare at the book. "Did you realize that that book contains the forbidden magic of summoning and raising the Undead?"
"So?" Harry asked unconcerned as he continued to browse through the pages.
"You could be arrested and thrown in the Azkaban! All the leading wizards and witches of then had banned the art of Necromancy for the last millennium. Salazar Slytherin was the last known Necromancer," Hermione whispered. Harry turned and stared at her.
"The art of Necromancy has been considered Dark Arts because the practitioner practice the arts of rising Undead to do their bidding and other then the Necromancer, other have no control unless the person bears his mark," said Harry as he continued to read his book. "Secondly, Necromancers understand the importance of life and death. Only misguided Necromancers wants to become immortals. They had broken the basic rule of Necromancy; to understand the power of death and importance of afterlife. Can you not interrupt, please, Hermione, I wish to finish reading this book." Hermione was speechless for once in her entire life in Hogwarts.
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Harry and the rest of his schoolmates stood outside in the cold as they waited for the arrival of the foreign students. Janet and her schoolmate stood at the stairs along with Albus Dumbledore. All the students like last year, stood at the stairs leading to the Entrance Hall. As the time dragged longer and longer, the students began to get restless. May it be luck or may it be fate, it was apparently very unfortunate that Malfoy was beside Harry. And yet with a twist of fate, for once, Malfoy had appeared without Crabbe and Goyle. Harry leaned forward to Ron and whispered.
"Ron! No Crabbe and Goyle."
Ron whispered back as he scanned the skies and the horizon for any signs of the foreign students, "That's good. So what's the problem?"
"Yeah! No Crabbe and Goyle but just one annoying Amazing Bouncing Ferret."
Ron nearly tripped and fell.
"Malfoy?"
"On my left," whispered Harry. Ron was beginning to crack his fist and he looked clearly murderous. Harry had an appalling feeling when Dumbledore declared, "Ah...unless I had much mistaken which I believe not, the delegation from Salem and Beauxbatons are arriving."
"Where?" asked one of the Gryffindor first year as the school scanned around. Harry sighed and brought in his ability to sense and detect magic.
'Two miles, nine o'clock.'
"At our left hand side!" declared Harry and the school turned towards the distant spot that was getting closer and closer at high speed. Like last year, Harry saw that it was the winged horses pulling the carriage. But some how the carriage appeared to shrink. He turned towards Hermione and asked, "What happen? Why did the carriage shrink?"
"Tutu," said Malfoy as he looked at the carriage landed in front of the whole school with a loud 'thud!'
"I had never thought that Potter would be so dumb."
"I believe that your stay in the Hospital Wing was more then enjoyable, Malfoy," stated Harry coldly as the Salem's way of transport arrived. The school would never believe something like what the American had brought in. It was exactly the same as what the Hogwarts students had to take to school.
"Did the American steal our train?" whispered Colin with surprise written all over his face as he stared the scarlet locomotive land in smoothly beside the carriage of Beauxbatons.
"I had never thought that Gryffindor students would be so stupid even with that Mudblood Granger teach you," Malfoy sneered with a touch of malice in his voice.
"One more word, Malfoy," Ron snarled as he looked as the students of both school started to walk out of their respective transport. Harry noted with a certain amount of amusement as Ron held up his hand and let a fireball form within the open palm. "One more word and I swear that you will dead! Roasted, toasted, barbecued or burnt! Your choice Malfoy! "
At Ron's words, Malfoy shut his mouth but not with out a sneer at the trio. Hermione shook her head as Ron scowled at the Amazing Bouncing Ferret. Harry ignored the reaction of Ron and turned his attention back to the Headmaster of Salem. Harry's jaw nearly fell when he saw whom the Headmaster of Salem was. It was one of the Dark Lord's newest recruits, Edwards Hamilton. Harry immediately moved out of the crowd and walked towards his Transfiguration Teacher. As the Death Eater walked towards Albus Dumbledore, Harry's scar started burning dully.
"Professor McGonagall, can I have a minute?" asked Harry the moment that he reached her.
"Yes, Mr Potter?" asked the Professor.
"A private place, please," pointed Harry.
"Why?"
"Tom Riddle's servant at Hogwarts."
This statement caught her attention. Immediately, she ushered Harry back into the castle and into the Headmaster's office. After the both of them had sat down, she asked very directly.
"Who?"
"Professor Edwards Hamilton."
"WHAT?"
"I'm afraid that it's true," sighed Harry and he started to pace around the room. "He was at the Initiation Ceremony but he was not branded. I believe that the Dark Lord wants him to come to Hogwarts to infiltrate our files on the Order of Phoenix as well as to find a flaw in our defenses."
"What will we do?"
"We have to wait," replied Harry. "Patience is very important key factor to a victory in war."
"But now what we do?"
"Let's return to the feast or the Gryffindors and the other will be suspicious," said Harry and he walked towards the door. "If possible, call for an Order meeting."
Minerva nodded mutely and followed Harry down. When the two of them reached the Great Hall, every one had already sat down. Harry slipped silently into the room and sat down beside Hermione and Ron. The moment that Harry sat down, he regretted his choice immediately. He was once again caught in the crossfire of words and language of Ron and Hermione.
"RON! WHEN WILL YOU STOPPING BEING THE IDIOT LIKE YOU ARE NOW?"
Harry sighed and cast a silencing charm on the pair to prevent unwanted noise. The two bickering all these days ever since they had returned to Hogwarts this year had tired Harry. Just when he started to busy himself by eating, a number of silent whispering broke out just opposite and beside him.
'Oh no! Not now!' thought Harry desperately. The last thing that he needed was having people hanging around him asking for his autograph.
"Are you...Harry Potter?" One of the Americans asked. Harry turned at look at the person. He then noticed that the Salem's way of dressing was somehow...muggle. Most of them wore Muggle T- shirt and a pair of jeans. The only thing that distinguished them as wizards and witches are the logo on their robes. It was a proud winged lion in flight or rather a true form of Griffin in flight. In the front paws of the Griffin was a shield. The symbol of the shield was fleur-de-lis. And on it was written, "The Salem Witches' Institute" for the females and for the males was "The Salem Wizards' Institute"
"Yes, I am," Harry smiled, it was rather forced. He hated this attention. But fortunately, the girl turned at said to her friend.
"You owned me ten Gallons!"
Harry sighed and returned to his dinner. Soon after all the students had eaten, Dumbledore stood up and announced that the Dueling and Quidditch Tournament would be commencing a month later so that the Salem, Durmstrang and Beauxbatons could settle down and get themselves ready for the upcoming Tournaments.
TBC...
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A note from your Author:
Yes! Another chapter completed! This story will be much longer then I expected. I think that this story will be around forty chapters before I can officially close down this story. AND I AM NOT DEAD YET! (Although I feel that most of the time...) Recently, I received an E-mail from a certain Sliver-Dragon asking me how exactly the blades of the Sword of Light and the Sword of Darkness were alike. The blade of the Swords looked like the blades of Lightsaber but will not retract or extend. Any way I wish to extant my thanks to all my reviewers! They are:
----------------------------------------
Jarvey: Same for your stories! Thanks!
Angelis: Sorry for the delay but recently, I discovered that many parts of the future chapters are contradicting one of the previous chapters! So, I had to reread and retype them out...Sorry! ;
Clare: Thanks for your review!
JUDGEMENT: There is a lot more chapters to come! So don't worry. ^^
Ran: Really? I hope that they would release a PC version.
Harry and Hermione's Daughter: Better chapters are coming up! *Smiles slyly!*
Wquad: \\(^0^)// thanks for your review!
Unknown: Just one Seeker. I know that there's problem with my English language.
Unknown: Sorry to correct you but from the Concise World English Dictionary, the word 'necro' means dead body, and the word 'necromancer', means a person with the ability to communicate with the dead, if not to a certain extent to bring them back for a while as spirits.
Spacecatdet: I understand. I now have a more reliable Beta reader, The Red Dragons Order! Cheers! Be prepared to expect better use of language.
Fire Mistress: Actually, this was the idea of my brother. I initially only want the Slytherins to lose to the Gryffindors by 150 points, but this idea was better! Thanks for the reviews!
Chibi: That's the whole idea. *Sports a nasty grin!* Thanks for the review ---------------------------------------
That's all folks!
SO long!
Until next chapter!
Yours truly,
BloodRedSword
