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"Here, in most Westernized countries, you call it magic. In China, we call it spiritual powers and the way we use it is different. You practice wand- based magic while Chinese practice weapon and attack based skills of spiritual power."
"???"
"I shall explain in due time, now about our proposition..."
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After all the talk with the Red Phoenix from People's Republic of China, Harry excused himself. He had not returned the Castle of Light for a long time. After he had defeated the Lord of Darkness in the Elven lands, he had been to warped up with the idiotic Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge's action. Muttering the password under his breath, Harry disappeared in a swirl of colour and reappeared at the Castle of Light.
Looking around, Harry noticed that there was not a single soul around the Grand Hall. The ghost of Merlin, Max and his parents are deep in conversation with three other ghosts he does not recognised. He walked over to the group.
"Good day Merlin, Mom, Dad and Max," Harry started as a kind of greeting.
"Good day to you, Milord," smiled the man. "I see that you are well."
Harry scowled. However, Harry never let his emotion that over him now after what had happened over at the lands of the Elves. It had proven to him to be too much a risk to take especially when the Dark Lord is concerned. It had almost cost him the lives of his friends and the royal family.
"And who may you be?"
"Surprising that you don't recognize me," the man said with a smile. "When you are sorted by my hat and into the house I founded. And after all those portraits in Hogwarts you had seen."
Comprehension dawned upon Harry. Immediately, Harry went onto his knees and said, "Pardon my rudeness, Sir Godric."
The man groaned. The two ladies beside him smiled and their face worn similar grin while Merlin just shook his head ruefully. Max however scowled at the man.
"Now, that's amazing," Max said with scorn and cynicism in his voice. "The 'Great' and 'Mighty' Godric Gryffindor is being embarrassed. Who would have thought of that?"
"Now, now Max," Merlin chided the warrior. "Gryffindor was once your student as well."
"I had pity myself to have such a student," Max said straight into the face of Merlin. Merlin just shook his head. Harry could hardly hold back a grin. It was not like for Max to be angry with someone for no reasons. Somehow Gryffindor had managed to be irritated the usually calm warrior by just being there with him.
"I presume that we are not here to hold a meeting in which we are to discuss about who hate who?" a voice spoke out from behind Harry. He turned round and saw the ghostly shape of Salazar Slytherin.
"Lord Salazar," Harry said with his tone even.
"Lord Harry, we had appeared with a reason and this is very important."
"I have all ears," Harry replied.
"As all of you know," Rowena Ravenclaw began. "Hogwarts was formed one thousand years ago. The exact date and year couldn't be revealed as we had sworn secrecy. Within it, we had bind our very own magic in a way that none whom the Headmaster finds untrustworthy would be able to enter."
"Not only that, as we need a form of defense against any possible invasion, each of us had built in our own mode of aggression to repel attacks," Helga Hufflepuff continued. "Salazar's mode of aggression was my favorite."
"Thank you."
Helga smiled and continued.
"His was the most dangerous mode of all of us. He calls it the..."
"Thank you, my dear," Salazar spoke. "I will take over from here. I call it the Serpents of Venom."
"Serpents of Venom?" Harry echoed.
"Yes, I know that you are the first Lord of Light to have the speech of serpents, known to the wizarding world as Parseltongue. I shall reveal the way to waken them. Recite after me Harry, `The time has come, awaken, Serpents of Venom, heed the call of the Light!`"
`The time has come, awaken, Serpents of Venom, heed the call of the Light!`
James and Lily shuddered involuntary at the hissing. James leaned over towards Lily and whispered, "This was exactly what we had heard last time when Harry Sleth Arrou Dora was pushed beyond tolerance by Professor Scythe."
"Please don't tell me..." Lily began.
"Yes, Harry had traveled back in time," whispered Professor Dumbledore. Lily turned and looked at the amused look on her Headmaster. "Somehow, we don't know how he did it, especially when the strongest Time-Turn can only allow one to travel back seventy-two hours."
"James, I think that I remember that someone once call Harry evil for being able to speak in Parseltongue," Lily spoke with a mysterious tone in her voice. James swallowed. While Lily continued to tease James, Harry got to know many of the secrets locked with Hogwarts.
"Good bye, Lord Harry," Rowena Ravenclaw spoke. "Our time here is reaching to an end. We could only wish you luck in your war against the Dark Side." With that, the four Hogwarts founders faded away. Harry looked at Merlin in surprise.
"You never told me that the Founders had appeared." This was a statement.
"Amusingly, you didn't ask," Merlin replied lightly. "You also didn't tell us that you had met the Guardian."
"The Guardian?"
"Cian."
"Cian?" Then Harry realized. "The Supreme Guardian of the world?"
Merlin and Max nodded.
"Shit."
"HARRY POTTER!"
"Sorry mom."
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Janet walked along the corridor in Hogwarts when suddenly a hand shot up from behind and clasped over her mouth tightly. Janet thought at first it was Harry and then again, Harry doesn't have such smooth hands. Immediately, she started to struggle. In response, a cold blade on her throat gave her the sign to stop.
"Very good, Mudblood!" a cold voice whispered into her ears.
'Malfoy!'
"A pity that Potter isn't here, Mudblood," hissed Malfoy as he dragged Janet towards the Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. "Or he would have saved you."
'HARRY! HELP ME! MALFOY WANTS KILL ME!' Janet screamed mentally.
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Back in the Castle of Light, Harry filling with his parents with details of the past few days when a jolt of fear ran through him. Immediately, Harry let his heart to go, searching for the source. Immediately, the name Janet and Malfoy came up. Harry excused himself and returned to Hogwarts. Harry summoned the Marauder's Map wandlessly.
"I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good!" Harry whispered as the map zipped to his hand. The moment the map reached him, the lines and dots had already materialized. Looking at the Map, Harry could see Malfoy and Janet merged as one dot in the Moaning Myrtle's bathroom.
Casting the Air Elemental spell, Haste, Harry instantly sped to the toilet. Reaching the door, Harry didn't even hesitate. He twisted his body and his shoulder slammed against the thick wooden door. The wood shattered into splinters as Harry smashed through the door. There, by the sink, Malfoy had his dagger raised high above his head while Janet lay on the floor, terrified.
"Impedimenta!" Harry roared. Immediately, a blast of light shot from Harry's fingers. Malfoy only had a split second to turn his head when the spell took him off his feet and slammed him against the wall. Harry's menacing figure loomed over the fallen Malfoy. "Petrificus Tolalus!"
"For a long time, I want you, Malfoy, out of Hogwarts. I wonder if your dear father, Lucius Malfoy, will be able to help you?" Harry hissed. `This time, I will make sure that you be expelled from Hogwarts, Malfoy!`
Walking over to Janet, Harry embraced the trembling and sobbing girl. Harry whispered soothing words into Janet's ears as he stroked her head. After a while, Janet stopped sobbing.
"Are you all right, Janet?" Harry asked. She just nodded. Immediately, Harry closed his eyes and focused. When he opened them, the world around him exploded in a mix of colours.
"Malfoy," Harry hissed. He could see the mass of swirling black and midnight blue around him, not his usual grey. "You are one dead bad-faith dragon, indeed."
---------------------------
"Albus," Harry began as Dumbledore stared down at the unconscious form of Draco Malfoy. His eyes slightly amused and surprised. "Draco Malfoy had attempted to attack and murder Janet Heselwood. And secondly, he has been branded with the Dark Mark. I want the Ministry of Magic to hold a trial for his arrest."
"Harry, I hope that you are aware that the Minister is holding you under house arrest," Dumbledore said. "Secondly, I will also want my trial to be held after Draco Malfoy. That was the last straw for the Minister. This time, I will make sure that all the Death Eaters and Cornelius Fudge out of the Ministry."
"But how?"
"By the means of Pensieve Revealer Orb."
Immediately, Dumbledore shot a sharp look at Harry. "Are you sure about this?"
"I'm sure, very sure."
"If you truly believe that, Harry," sighed Dumbledore. "Now, I will take over things from here, Harry."
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Harry Potter Agrees to Trial!
The legendary Boy-Who-Lived had just agreed to have him trial on the charges that Minister Fudge had pressed upon him, the Minster's office just revealed. However, there would be five conditions in which the Ministry must abide.
Number one, Harry Potter demanded that before his trial, another trial must take place. The only son of Lucius Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, will be under charge, under the accusation of attempted murder and in league with He-Who- Must-Not-Be-Named who was rumored to have resurrected last year just after the Third Task. Lucius Malfoy could not be reached to comment on this.
The second condition was that both trials must be held using the Pensieve Revealer Orb. Many member of the Wizarding world would be not know about the Pensive Revealer Orb as it had been branded as an Dark Artifact. However, Mr Potter said that never had an object or a spell that should be considered Dark. It is how one use that determines what it is Dark or Light. The Minister refused to comment on this statement.
The third condition was that at none of the trial, Dementors are to be present. Mr Potter said that this is in respect of his Headmaster's belief that the Ministry should never be in alliance with these foul creatures, as his Headmaster will be attending both the trial.
The fourth condition, he requested that none on the list which he had sent are allowed to be within his trial, which under the Ministry order, could not be revealed. Unless every requirement is met, he will not appear for the trial.
The last condition was that none of the trial are allowed to be published in any of the newspaper around the world. Mr Potter claimed that he will never even trust the media again. The reason was simple. It seems that there was a certain amount of rumors about him and his friends causing two of his friends to get hate mails. He announced that ever since that event, he had lost every trust he got with the media.
We hope that this trial will reveal every thing about the rumors that the Dark Lord, He-Who-Must-Be-Named had been resurrected. We can only hope and pray for the best.
Special Correspondent,
Albert McSilver.
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TBC...
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Bushism...
1) "For every fatal shooting in our cities there are three shootings that non-fatal. In a country like America, that is just not acceptable."
2) "The inhabitants of Greece are the Greecians."
3)"The French don't have a word for 'Entrepreneur'." (No offense, Naia! And any French who would read this!)
4)"The vast majority of our import comes from outside the country."
5)"If we don't succeed, we run the risk of failure."
6)"I have made good judgments in the past. I have made good judgments in the future."
7)"The future will be better tomorrow."
"Here, in most Westernized countries, you call it magic. In China, we call it spiritual powers and the way we use it is different. You practice wand- based magic while Chinese practice weapon and attack based skills of spiritual power."
"???"
"I shall explain in due time, now about our proposition..."
-----------------------------------
After all the talk with the Red Phoenix from People's Republic of China, Harry excused himself. He had not returned the Castle of Light for a long time. After he had defeated the Lord of Darkness in the Elven lands, he had been to warped up with the idiotic Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge's action. Muttering the password under his breath, Harry disappeared in a swirl of colour and reappeared at the Castle of Light.
Looking around, Harry noticed that there was not a single soul around the Grand Hall. The ghost of Merlin, Max and his parents are deep in conversation with three other ghosts he does not recognised. He walked over to the group.
"Good day Merlin, Mom, Dad and Max," Harry started as a kind of greeting.
"Good day to you, Milord," smiled the man. "I see that you are well."
Harry scowled. However, Harry never let his emotion that over him now after what had happened over at the lands of the Elves. It had proven to him to be too much a risk to take especially when the Dark Lord is concerned. It had almost cost him the lives of his friends and the royal family.
"And who may you be?"
"Surprising that you don't recognize me," the man said with a smile. "When you are sorted by my hat and into the house I founded. And after all those portraits in Hogwarts you had seen."
Comprehension dawned upon Harry. Immediately, Harry went onto his knees and said, "Pardon my rudeness, Sir Godric."
The man groaned. The two ladies beside him smiled and their face worn similar grin while Merlin just shook his head ruefully. Max however scowled at the man.
"Now, that's amazing," Max said with scorn and cynicism in his voice. "The 'Great' and 'Mighty' Godric Gryffindor is being embarrassed. Who would have thought of that?"
"Now, now Max," Merlin chided the warrior. "Gryffindor was once your student as well."
"I had pity myself to have such a student," Max said straight into the face of Merlin. Merlin just shook his head. Harry could hardly hold back a grin. It was not like for Max to be angry with someone for no reasons. Somehow Gryffindor had managed to be irritated the usually calm warrior by just being there with him.
"I presume that we are not here to hold a meeting in which we are to discuss about who hate who?" a voice spoke out from behind Harry. He turned round and saw the ghostly shape of Salazar Slytherin.
"Lord Salazar," Harry said with his tone even.
"Lord Harry, we had appeared with a reason and this is very important."
"I have all ears," Harry replied.
"As all of you know," Rowena Ravenclaw began. "Hogwarts was formed one thousand years ago. The exact date and year couldn't be revealed as we had sworn secrecy. Within it, we had bind our very own magic in a way that none whom the Headmaster finds untrustworthy would be able to enter."
"Not only that, as we need a form of defense against any possible invasion, each of us had built in our own mode of aggression to repel attacks," Helga Hufflepuff continued. "Salazar's mode of aggression was my favorite."
"Thank you."
Helga smiled and continued.
"His was the most dangerous mode of all of us. He calls it the..."
"Thank you, my dear," Salazar spoke. "I will take over from here. I call it the Serpents of Venom."
"Serpents of Venom?" Harry echoed.
"Yes, I know that you are the first Lord of Light to have the speech of serpents, known to the wizarding world as Parseltongue. I shall reveal the way to waken them. Recite after me Harry, `The time has come, awaken, Serpents of Venom, heed the call of the Light!`"
`The time has come, awaken, Serpents of Venom, heed the call of the Light!`
James and Lily shuddered involuntary at the hissing. James leaned over towards Lily and whispered, "This was exactly what we had heard last time when Harry Sleth Arrou Dora was pushed beyond tolerance by Professor Scythe."
"Please don't tell me..." Lily began.
"Yes, Harry had traveled back in time," whispered Professor Dumbledore. Lily turned and looked at the amused look on her Headmaster. "Somehow, we don't know how he did it, especially when the strongest Time-Turn can only allow one to travel back seventy-two hours."
"James, I think that I remember that someone once call Harry evil for being able to speak in Parseltongue," Lily spoke with a mysterious tone in her voice. James swallowed. While Lily continued to tease James, Harry got to know many of the secrets locked with Hogwarts.
"Good bye, Lord Harry," Rowena Ravenclaw spoke. "Our time here is reaching to an end. We could only wish you luck in your war against the Dark Side." With that, the four Hogwarts founders faded away. Harry looked at Merlin in surprise.
"You never told me that the Founders had appeared." This was a statement.
"Amusingly, you didn't ask," Merlin replied lightly. "You also didn't tell us that you had met the Guardian."
"The Guardian?"
"Cian."
"Cian?" Then Harry realized. "The Supreme Guardian of the world?"
Merlin and Max nodded.
"Shit."
"HARRY POTTER!"
"Sorry mom."
-------------------------------------------
Janet walked along the corridor in Hogwarts when suddenly a hand shot up from behind and clasped over her mouth tightly. Janet thought at first it was Harry and then again, Harry doesn't have such smooth hands. Immediately, she started to struggle. In response, a cold blade on her throat gave her the sign to stop.
"Very good, Mudblood!" a cold voice whispered into her ears.
'Malfoy!'
"A pity that Potter isn't here, Mudblood," hissed Malfoy as he dragged Janet towards the Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. "Or he would have saved you."
'HARRY! HELP ME! MALFOY WANTS KILL ME!' Janet screamed mentally.
------------------------------------------
Back in the Castle of Light, Harry filling with his parents with details of the past few days when a jolt of fear ran through him. Immediately, Harry let his heart to go, searching for the source. Immediately, the name Janet and Malfoy came up. Harry excused himself and returned to Hogwarts. Harry summoned the Marauder's Map wandlessly.
"I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good!" Harry whispered as the map zipped to his hand. The moment the map reached him, the lines and dots had already materialized. Looking at the Map, Harry could see Malfoy and Janet merged as one dot in the Moaning Myrtle's bathroom.
Casting the Air Elemental spell, Haste, Harry instantly sped to the toilet. Reaching the door, Harry didn't even hesitate. He twisted his body and his shoulder slammed against the thick wooden door. The wood shattered into splinters as Harry smashed through the door. There, by the sink, Malfoy had his dagger raised high above his head while Janet lay on the floor, terrified.
"Impedimenta!" Harry roared. Immediately, a blast of light shot from Harry's fingers. Malfoy only had a split second to turn his head when the spell took him off his feet and slammed him against the wall. Harry's menacing figure loomed over the fallen Malfoy. "Petrificus Tolalus!"
"For a long time, I want you, Malfoy, out of Hogwarts. I wonder if your dear father, Lucius Malfoy, will be able to help you?" Harry hissed. `This time, I will make sure that you be expelled from Hogwarts, Malfoy!`
Walking over to Janet, Harry embraced the trembling and sobbing girl. Harry whispered soothing words into Janet's ears as he stroked her head. After a while, Janet stopped sobbing.
"Are you all right, Janet?" Harry asked. She just nodded. Immediately, Harry closed his eyes and focused. When he opened them, the world around him exploded in a mix of colours.
"Malfoy," Harry hissed. He could see the mass of swirling black and midnight blue around him, not his usual grey. "You are one dead bad-faith dragon, indeed."
---------------------------
"Albus," Harry began as Dumbledore stared down at the unconscious form of Draco Malfoy. His eyes slightly amused and surprised. "Draco Malfoy had attempted to attack and murder Janet Heselwood. And secondly, he has been branded with the Dark Mark. I want the Ministry of Magic to hold a trial for his arrest."
"Harry, I hope that you are aware that the Minister is holding you under house arrest," Dumbledore said. "Secondly, I will also want my trial to be held after Draco Malfoy. That was the last straw for the Minister. This time, I will make sure that all the Death Eaters and Cornelius Fudge out of the Ministry."
"But how?"
"By the means of Pensieve Revealer Orb."
Immediately, Dumbledore shot a sharp look at Harry. "Are you sure about this?"
"I'm sure, very sure."
"If you truly believe that, Harry," sighed Dumbledore. "Now, I will take over things from here, Harry."
----------------------------------
Harry Potter Agrees to Trial!
The legendary Boy-Who-Lived had just agreed to have him trial on the charges that Minister Fudge had pressed upon him, the Minster's office just revealed. However, there would be five conditions in which the Ministry must abide.
Number one, Harry Potter demanded that before his trial, another trial must take place. The only son of Lucius Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, will be under charge, under the accusation of attempted murder and in league with He-Who- Must-Not-Be-Named who was rumored to have resurrected last year just after the Third Task. Lucius Malfoy could not be reached to comment on this.
The second condition was that both trials must be held using the Pensieve Revealer Orb. Many member of the Wizarding world would be not know about the Pensive Revealer Orb as it had been branded as an Dark Artifact. However, Mr Potter said that never had an object or a spell that should be considered Dark. It is how one use that determines what it is Dark or Light. The Minister refused to comment on this statement.
The third condition was that at none of the trial, Dementors are to be present. Mr Potter said that this is in respect of his Headmaster's belief that the Ministry should never be in alliance with these foul creatures, as his Headmaster will be attending both the trial.
The fourth condition, he requested that none on the list which he had sent are allowed to be within his trial, which under the Ministry order, could not be revealed. Unless every requirement is met, he will not appear for the trial.
The last condition was that none of the trial are allowed to be published in any of the newspaper around the world. Mr Potter claimed that he will never even trust the media again. The reason was simple. It seems that there was a certain amount of rumors about him and his friends causing two of his friends to get hate mails. He announced that ever since that event, he had lost every trust he got with the media.
We hope that this trial will reveal every thing about the rumors that the Dark Lord, He-Who-Must-Be-Named had been resurrected. We can only hope and pray for the best.
Special Correspondent,
Albert McSilver.
---------------------------------------
TBC...
---------------------------------------
A note from your Author:
Thanks for all your reviews! They are:
--------
Ran:
Angelis:
--------
That's all folks!
That's all for now!
Yours truly,
BloodRedSword
--------
Bushism...
1) "For every fatal shooting in our cities there are three shootings that non-fatal. In a country like America, that is just not acceptable."
2) "The inhabitants of Greece are the Greecians."
3)"The French don't have a word for 'Entrepreneur'." (No offense, Naia! And any French who would read this!)
4)"The vast majority of our import comes from outside the country."
5)"If we don't succeed, we run the risk of failure."
6)"I have made good judgments in the past. I have made good judgments in the future."
7)"The future will be better tomorrow."
