Disclaimer: Most of the characters are from books by JK Rowling and JRR Tolkien and are not owned by me in any manner. I have created storyline and the few characters I invented belong to me. This is not meant to and cannot create any monetary profit for me the penniless watcher.
I thought this story up while thinking of the stories by the two great fantasy writers. I have this story planned. I like stories, which are fast paced and am going to make this one fast paced too. The elves were fleeing middle earth for the Havens what happens now. The ring bearers have been forced to leave for the havens but evil has not been destroyed. It lives on in the form of Lord Voldermort in the Twenty first century. The creatures of middle earth are still plagued by evil. An epic battle awaits. Gandalf the white has a prophecy and he sends four creatures on a mission. Sorcery & bravery; love & adventure all have a place in this final battle. The Final war of the sorcerers.
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The Final War of the Sorcerers Chapter 1: PebblesThe ship was pure white in color and occupied by four strange creatures. It glided silently over the calm waters of the Great Lake. The Giant Squid itself felt the queerness of these travelers in its domains and refused to emerge from the depths of the dark waters of the moonless night. The ship seemed to be made of an iridescent material. Its occupants too wore pure white cloaks. The all had their hoods drawn and it was impossible to recognize them for what they were, except for the fact that a strange sixth sense warned you of queerness & power of these occupants. Two of these occupants seemed to be speaking in a strange and ancient tongue, which would be incomprehensible to you; but for me 'watcher', who shall narrate to you this great tale, an epic in the history of mankind and numerous other creatures of this universe and of the other.
It is difficult to comprehend how a ship with four people could lead to such earth shaking happenings but then a mere pebble may start an avalanche. The occupants though were not completely aware of this fact and were at this moment discussing in not so polite terms the sanity of the trip.
" It was never a good idea I say to travel in water. It wasn't for nothing that my ancestors forbade anything to do with aquatic traveling " said Bingo Hamfast. Bingo was a third generation descendant of Sam Gamgee and held his ancestors beliefs in high regard. The very fact that they had been unable to locate their destination for almost 3 hours had added more conviction to his beliefs.
" Patience. Patience, Master Hamfast this is exactly where the old maps say we will find the castle" said Glendale the elf in an attempt to pacify the Petrified Hobbit. Her words had little effect as the hobbit continued his rant of the complete folly of attempting the trip. The remaining two occupants exchanged bemused glances. They looked exactly the same right down to the last hair of their pointy beards. They were twins and they were dwarves. Their names were Thor & Bror.
" Ah! There it is the Castle of Hogwarts and our destination," said Glendale whose keen sight had caught the looming Castle of Hogwarts far in advance of her fellow travelers.
Not very far off from the ship, Harry Potter lay on his bed, in the Gryffindor boy's dormitory, spending his first night back at school, brooding over the events of the day and over the summer.
He had spent the early days of summer in his cramped room at Five Privet Drive, crying over the loss of his godfather, Sirius, the nearest thing to the Family he had never known. He had been plagued by bouts of self-recrimination only to be comforted through the many letters written to him by his friends & well-wishers. Minister Fudge's acceptance of the return of Voldermort had removed the faintest of needs of Voldermort to lay low and he had launched random attacks across the length & breadth of Europe. The Aurors who had been fed with false sense of security had been ill prepared to meet the challenge. The Order of Phoenix had also swung back into action and reports of battles between the two fronts appeared almost daily in the Daily Reporter.
Suddenly one fine morning Dumbledore had turned up at Privet Drive to take him to Number Twelve Grimmauld Palace. It was only later that Harry learnt that the house was now his property as Sirius had so wished in his will. The bureaucratic functioning of the ministry had meant that it had taken them more than half the summer to transfer it to his name officially. Harry was still not allowed to take part in any of the activities of the Order and he had spent a most uneventful summer while the whole world around him was in chaos.
On his first day back at Hogwarts he saw the results of Voldermort campaign first hand. The reign of terror had begun and the dark lords power increased with every passing day. Colin Creevy had been killed in one such freak attack. The list also included seven other students from all the houses. An Equal number of students had lost one or both their parents. In a final personal blow Bill Weasley had been killed while working under cover for the ministry. The Sorting had been a sordid affair with the hat singing a particularly mournful song. The usual gaiety had been conspicuous by its absence and the usual house rivalries had been forgotten, though certain Slytherins like Malfoy who were feeling incredibly confident and belligerent given the success of the Dark Lord made snide comments. Harry wondered how many more loved ones would he loose to the darkness.
With such dark thoughts in mind Harry had found sleeping difficult. The strict curfew at night had meant he was not allowed to go outside to clear his thoughts. He stood by the window to get some fresh air and there he saw it, the iridescent ghostly white ship gliding towards Hogwarts from the Great Lake. He saw that it docked and four figures in white emerged from it. They hesitated for a few moments before disappearing into the forbidden forest. The ship too had completely disappeared the next moment. Harry rubbed his eyes and wondered whether he had been dreaming. His first instinct was to wake up Prof. Dumbledore and inform him about the intruders but the calmness of the lake betrayed his instincts and he shrugged off the thought
The sun shone brightly through the window. Harry woke up; blinked and smiled it was a beautiful day. There wasn't inkling in the atmosphere around him that the Dark Lord has spread such terror in the wizarding world. Ron had left for breakfast. And the dorm was empty. Harry's thoughts went back to the events of the last night as to the reason he had slept late. He shrugged it off, and proceeded after freshening up for breakfast. The atmosphere in the hall was subdued. Hermione brought in the timetable but today even she wasn't her usual enthusiastic self on the first day of lectures.
The first lecture was care of dangerous magical creatures (The newly christened name) with Hagrid. The normally boisterous Giant had a grim expression on his face. The students waited with baited breath for Hagrid to unleash whatever monstrosity he had in store with him. Hagrid beckoned the kids to come with him to the outskirts of the forbidden forest where there were a number of cages. None of these seemed big enough to hold a monstrosity that the students expected. Hagrid opened one of them and scuffled with something inside to chain it.
It was a large wolf, with lidless yellow eyes, long pointy fangs and drool hanging from its open mouth. It watched Harry unblinkingly as if measuring him up. Harry could almost sense that the creature could think and would come up with a devious plan to attack him the minute he let his guard down. As if to corroborate what Harry said the wolf tried to pounce on him but the leash tightened as Hagrid held on to it with obvious effort. AS Harry looked at it some form of silent communication seemed to pass through both of them. It was as if the wolf was saying it had not tried its best to escape and this was only a feint and Harry shouldn't take it lightly. Given a better chance it could prove far more dangerous. Harry shuddered, shook his head and looked up at Hagrid who was now tying the wolf's leash to the cage bars. The students gathered in a wide semi-circle making sure they were out of the wolf's reach.
Hagrid looked grim as he spoke, "Does anybody now what this creature is?"
Malfoy sniggered "What is this a kindergarten lesson. W for Wolf"
The rest of the Slytherins sniggered while most of the others had confused expression on their face. Unlike the Slytherins they didn't think that Hagrid was stupid, eccentric perhaps but not stupid.
"Unfortunately, this isn't one, Malfoy, because these creatures aren't wolves, not normal wolves anyways, these are Wargs. They do bidding of the Dark Lord. They are far more dangerous and devious then Wolves, who are their far inferior cousins. Most importantly they have a mind of their own. They don't attack like normal creatures. They plan and attack. Their lack of size is compensated by their deviousness. It is said, they can communicate with the dark lord. Be careful of what you speak in front of these creatures. They have been, historically, used as spies. Their bite is poisonous and not many have survived an attack by a pack of Wargs. Does anybody know how to defeat them?" Hagrid inquired. His expression had remained serious throughout the lecture.
No one was surprised when Hermione put her hand up.
" You should kill the leader of the pack to defeat them. As long as he is alive the pack will continue to fight you. You need to strike at its heart to kill it the only place where it is vulnerable."
Hagrid looked a bit surprised at the answer. He had clearly not been expecting an answer, even from Hermione.
" Yes, correct. You will, however, never find a dead body of a Warg. This is because in many ways they are mere shadows of the dark lord himself and as soon as they are killed their bodies evaporate into smoke. It is most difficult to capture them alive and few have tried it, until now." Hagrid said motioning towards the large Warg he had tied to the cage and who was now calmly watching them as if its shroud of secrecy had been unraveled.
The remaining part of the lecture was spent in understanding how to distinguish the leader from the rest of the group and understanding how Wargs had attacked people historically.
The Slytherins had shut up after they had learnt about the danger the creatures posed and most of them had retreated silently to the back of the crowd. Hagrid made the students wear special types of robes to protect them against any bites and he made each one of them distinguish the leader from a pack of Wargs he had kept in a shed.
All of a sudden the Warg tied to the cage started to pull at the leash. It let out an eerie howl and as if to respond to it the Wargs in the shed started howling and grew frantic in an attempt to escape out of the shed. The Warg seemed to sense something in the Forbidden Forest and was trying to move away from it. It almost broke the leash in the process. Every hair on Harry's body stood on end on hearing the howl. In some ways it was similar to dementors but this one filled people with a senseless fear. Then, the spell was broken and all of them stopped howling as abruptly as they had begun and the students started running towards the castle as if a dam had burst. Harry was the first one to regain his senses. He immediately ran towards the shed to see if everyone was okay. Hagrid emerged from the shed carrying a pale-faced Ron. Harry ran up to him, horror struck. He opened his mouth to speak but he couldn't find words.
" Don't worry Harry it didn't bite him he was just too close to the howls and it affected him. Believe me he will be okay." Hagrid said looking at the expression on Harry's face.
Hermione emerged behind him and, from her expression, it seemed clear that she didn't trust Hagrid's judgment in this.
"Mobilocorpus!" She said pointing her wand at Ron's prostrate form "We need to take him to the hospital wing, quickly."
Madam Pomfrey fussed around over Ron, muttering to herself all the time. She fed him a dreamless potion and shooed Harry and Hermione out of the room.
Harry went to his dorm lost in thought and worried for his best friend. Harry learnt later that contrary to popular opinion it wasn't Hagrid who had put these creatures in the curriculum. It was Prof. Dumbledore who had done so. Hagrid new how dangerous these creatures could be and that was why he had been worried. Where had he gotten hold of them in the first place and why would Dumbledore put the students in such a danger? Maybe he thought the creatures couldn't harm the students in captivity. Hagrid had looked reasonably in command till the moment when the Warg outside had started howling. Harry dropped off into a troubled sleep wondering what thing in the forbidden forest had scared even a Warg so that it should try to flee from it. Did Hagrid or Dumbledore have something even more dangerous in the forbidden forest?
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