Chapter 7: The Task at Hand
The door to the office swung open abruptly, and in walked a boy with wind-swept hair, a lightning bolt scar over his eye and a mad look on his face. Landyr recognized the boy at once. It was Harry Potter. Close behind him was Professor McGonagall.
"How could you have canceled Quidditch?" Harry said rather rudely.
Dumbledore put a smile on his face, "It seems as though you forgot how to knock." Dumbledore became more serious, "I'm afraid that I have bad news. Lord Voldemort will be attacking at the time everyone is at the Quidditch game. I cannot let that many people die again."
"Professor Snape overheard You-know-who tell all the Death Eaters that they should prepare for an attack that is now about a month away. Did he tell you?" Professor McGonagall pointed to Landyr. "Are you going to trust him, as apposed to Professor Snape?"
"No, he didn't tell me anything; I simply read what I wrote, and his story supported it. As far Professor Snape, I believe that Lord Voldemort believes him to be working for us and is giving him false information."
Professor McGonagall and Harry both had confused looks on their faces. Even though Landyr knew what Dumbledore meant, it still sounded a little weird. Dumbledore told them everything that he had read in the journal intertwined with the details that Landyr gave him. When Dumbledore finished, the confused looks changed to a stunned and horrified expression.
"I must empress upon all three of you not to mention this to anyone else; not even your best friends." Dumbledore glanced at Harry when he said that. "I am going to contact the other members of the Order and the Ministries around the world in secrete. We cannot risk Lord Voldemort hearing that we know about the actual date of the war."
"What about my Aunt?"
"There are three possibilities on how the group guarding her failed to do so. One, they were all killed, two, they lost track of her, or three, they were working for Lord Voldemort." Dumbledore gave a sigh. "I will contact Mundungus Fletcher to have him and three other people sent to help with the guarding."
The moment Dumbledore said that, the journal that Landyr brought disappeared in a bright flash. Dumbledore let slip a little chortle. The other three looked shocked.
"What does that mean?" asked Professor McGonagall.
"You will find out soon enough," replied Dumbledore. He turned to Harry, "I want you to hold a DA meeting every night. Landyr will join you. In fact, he will be teaching a lesson as soon as I have time to help him figure out how to teach it." Dumbledore turned to Landyr, "This castle does not have any quest rooms, so you can stay in the Room of Requirement after the DA meetings. I'm sure Harry will show you the way. I will have some house elves bring you a change of clothing. Also, while the students are taking tests, perhaps you could help out some of the Professors prepare for the arrival of Lord Voldemort. Now if you all excuse me, I have a lot to do."
Professor McGonagall led the way out of the office. Once they were at the bottom of the spiral staircase. Harry and Landyr noticed the look on Professor McGonagall's face. She was worried and on the verge of tears.
"Are you all right Professor?" asked Harry.
"Yes," she said as she tried to hold back the tears. "Well, no. He's coming here, and we can't do anything about it. We can't send the students home, because that would raise suspicion." She sounded hoarser and let out a sniffle.
Professor McGonagall hurried off down the hall. Harry led the way to the Room of Requirement. Both were silent reflecting on a task that neither wants to face: to fight Lord Voldemort. They found themselves standing in a long hallway with no doors along one side. Harry walked back and forth three times, and a door appeared in the middle of the wall. They walked in.
"It's safe to talk in here. This is the Room of Requirement. To first activate it, you need to walk back and forth three times while thinking of what you want in it. However, once you're in here, you just need to think of something for it to appear. Since you are joining DA you need to sign this."
Harry took down a sheet of paper with the label "Dumbledore's Army" at the top. Landyr signed it. Harry then told him the whole history on how it was started and why. The paper that Landyr signed was the original list of names. As new members joined, they just added their name to the list. Harry took the paper back and pinned it to the wall. He then took out an object that looked like a funny coin.
"This is how we signal a meeting. I change the time on this coin, and the time is changed on everybody's coin. It also creates a small jolt so one knows it changed. Hermione did the charm, mind, it's very tricky." Harry placed his wand to the coin. "There, they should be here in a few minutes."
The door to the office swung open abruptly, and in walked a boy with wind-swept hair, a lightning bolt scar over his eye and a mad look on his face. Landyr recognized the boy at once. It was Harry Potter. Close behind him was Professor McGonagall.
"How could you have canceled Quidditch?" Harry said rather rudely.
Dumbledore put a smile on his face, "It seems as though you forgot how to knock." Dumbledore became more serious, "I'm afraid that I have bad news. Lord Voldemort will be attacking at the time everyone is at the Quidditch game. I cannot let that many people die again."
"Professor Snape overheard You-know-who tell all the Death Eaters that they should prepare for an attack that is now about a month away. Did he tell you?" Professor McGonagall pointed to Landyr. "Are you going to trust him, as apposed to Professor Snape?"
"No, he didn't tell me anything; I simply read what I wrote, and his story supported it. As far Professor Snape, I believe that Lord Voldemort believes him to be working for us and is giving him false information."
Professor McGonagall and Harry both had confused looks on their faces. Even though Landyr knew what Dumbledore meant, it still sounded a little weird. Dumbledore told them everything that he had read in the journal intertwined with the details that Landyr gave him. When Dumbledore finished, the confused looks changed to a stunned and horrified expression.
"I must empress upon all three of you not to mention this to anyone else; not even your best friends." Dumbledore glanced at Harry when he said that. "I am going to contact the other members of the Order and the Ministries around the world in secrete. We cannot risk Lord Voldemort hearing that we know about the actual date of the war."
"What about my Aunt?"
"There are three possibilities on how the group guarding her failed to do so. One, they were all killed, two, they lost track of her, or three, they were working for Lord Voldemort." Dumbledore gave a sigh. "I will contact Mundungus Fletcher to have him and three other people sent to help with the guarding."
The moment Dumbledore said that, the journal that Landyr brought disappeared in a bright flash. Dumbledore let slip a little chortle. The other three looked shocked.
"What does that mean?" asked Professor McGonagall.
"You will find out soon enough," replied Dumbledore. He turned to Harry, "I want you to hold a DA meeting every night. Landyr will join you. In fact, he will be teaching a lesson as soon as I have time to help him figure out how to teach it." Dumbledore turned to Landyr, "This castle does not have any quest rooms, so you can stay in the Room of Requirement after the DA meetings. I'm sure Harry will show you the way. I will have some house elves bring you a change of clothing. Also, while the students are taking tests, perhaps you could help out some of the Professors prepare for the arrival of Lord Voldemort. Now if you all excuse me, I have a lot to do."
Professor McGonagall led the way out of the office. Once they were at the bottom of the spiral staircase. Harry and Landyr noticed the look on Professor McGonagall's face. She was worried and on the verge of tears.
"Are you all right Professor?" asked Harry.
"Yes," she said as she tried to hold back the tears. "Well, no. He's coming here, and we can't do anything about it. We can't send the students home, because that would raise suspicion." She sounded hoarser and let out a sniffle.
Professor McGonagall hurried off down the hall. Harry led the way to the Room of Requirement. Both were silent reflecting on a task that neither wants to face: to fight Lord Voldemort. They found themselves standing in a long hallway with no doors along one side. Harry walked back and forth three times, and a door appeared in the middle of the wall. They walked in.
"It's safe to talk in here. This is the Room of Requirement. To first activate it, you need to walk back and forth three times while thinking of what you want in it. However, once you're in here, you just need to think of something for it to appear. Since you are joining DA you need to sign this."
Harry took down a sheet of paper with the label "Dumbledore's Army" at the top. Landyr signed it. Harry then told him the whole history on how it was started and why. The paper that Landyr signed was the original list of names. As new members joined, they just added their name to the list. Harry took the paper back and pinned it to the wall. He then took out an object that looked like a funny coin.
"This is how we signal a meeting. I change the time on this coin, and the time is changed on everybody's coin. It also creates a small jolt so one knows it changed. Hermione did the charm, mind, it's very tricky." Harry placed his wand to the coin. "There, they should be here in a few minutes."