Where in the world is Hogwarts Castle
Chapter four: Rummaging
It had been three days since the last dueling club. And presently, it was late at night, Magnus Needlewind's favorite time of the day. He was suspicious of their new Potions teacher. On their first class, he'd taught them a potion that wasn't listed in any of the school's books. Not even in the restricted section. So since there was something suspicious, Magnus obviously needed to check it out. There's a giant shield around Hogwarts, and NOBODY remembers seeing him before three days ago? To be trapped in a ten mile area for three years and nobody noticing him sounded...Fishy. There was no other option, he had to have come from the outside. That meant he probably had more secrets.
Magnus reached the door of the Potions Master's office. Using a spell searcher charm, he found that there was a simple screamer hex on the door. He knew the guy had to use some security, but it wasn't enough. Magnus disarmed the screamer with a simple wave of his wand, and opened the door.
'Unbelievable.' He thought 'This guy's completely unpacked. Even with magic, it would have taken at least six hours straight to put all this stuff into it's proper place. And this guy showed up with only a single trunk. A trunk enlargement charm can only go so far, and this veritable library of books alone exceeded that, let alone the stores of potions ingredients.'
There were some things on the shelves that he'd never seen before, and some things that he'd never herd of a potion that needed them. He read some of the labels.
"Basilisk's eye, Raven's foot, Lion's fang, Grass clippings... What a freak." He said to himself
He scanned the bookshelves. The books were ancient. Some didn't even have the title written on them. Just books of one color or another. He pulled a black book off the shelf and leafed through it.
'Encyclopedia Magica: Edition 13D, From Death curses to Dragon summoning Written in 1323 ad by Jean Marques.' It read on the cover. Magnus put the book back quickly. Clearly, this guy was no ordinary wizard.
'He must have magic flowing out his ass.' Magnus thought 'And it had to have taken CETURIES to collect all of this stuff.'
Magnus moved to the next shelf. There before him stood something he only knew of from history books.
'The Sorceror's stone...whoa.' Magnus thought, noticing that the recipe for the elixir of life was sitting next to the stone.
The next was a pile of his correspondence. The bottom pieces of parchment were very brittle. The letters had faded into nothingness. He leafed through pages until he reached legible ones. This one was written in 1210 AD and addressed to MERLIN! Reading through the hundreds of letters, they all were addressed to Merlin. There were even a few from Salazar Slytherin. Soon he reached the more recent letters. Actually there were only three in the last century. Two were in the 1950's from a guy named Azarel, and the last was written by a Harry Potter. He looked at the date. The letter was written after the attack on Privet drive. Potter was still alive, and had seen Merlin. That was spooky.
Then it hit him.
This guy was Merlin.
Magnus put everything back as it was, and left the room, his heart pounding. Magnus closed the door, and put the screamer hex back on the door. All in all, it appeared as if nobody had been there.
::with Sirius::
How did this guy do it? The guy was going around teaching first years the Wolfsbane potion, and the kids loved it. He was like a saint. Maybe at the council in two days, the guy could figure out this stupid prophecy.
::The next night, with Magnus.::
Magnus hadn't slept during the night in ages. He always sneaked about until he saw light in the sky, before going off to his bed. Tonight was no different. Only this time, he was after Sirius's invisible friend.
::With Harry::
Harry had kept the illumination charm upon himself so that people would know where he is. He was sleeping in a spare bed that had been moved into an abandoned classroom. But tonight he wasn't tired. He decided to go and check on Oliver and Ginny.
::With Magnus::
Magnus stood hidden around the corner, as he watched Sirius's Invisible friend leave the classroom and walk off. He waited for his footsteps to become quiet enough to not be heard, before walking into the room. The man had few possessions. Mainly, his staff and all the scrap pieces of parchment he had "talked" to people with. Magnus read through them. Most of which were boring, and useless. But there was one, at the very bottom of the stack that was helpful, very helpful. –Sirius It's me, Harry... was how it started. The puzzle was complete. Professor Dawbmoor was in fact the legendary wizard Merlin, and Sirius's invisible friend, was the Great Harry Potter himself. With a grin, Magnus left the room and went back to his common room. Being sneaky was the most useful talent in the world...
::with Harry::
Harry walked across the grounds, and through the shield to the spot where Oliver and Ginny were supposed to be. They weren't there. Harry found that there was a magic mouth there in their stead.
"Harry Potter." The mouth said
"Yes." Harry responded
"Oliver Wood and Virginia Weasley leave you this message: Harry, we're headed back to base, we'll be back on Wednesday, the Eleventh to see you." The mouth told Harry "Is that message satisfactory?"
"Yes. You may go." Harry told it
"Thank you..." it said as it faded from existence
Harry grinned. He still had a full week to stay at Hogwarts. With a grin, he went back to his bed. It wound be warm and waiting for him...
END!
A/n: ::magic mouth voice:: is this chapter satisfactory? He he he he he he...
It had been three days since the last dueling club. And presently, it was late at night, Magnus Needlewind's favorite time of the day. He was suspicious of their new Potions teacher. On their first class, he'd taught them a potion that wasn't listed in any of the school's books. Not even in the restricted section. So since there was something suspicious, Magnus obviously needed to check it out. There's a giant shield around Hogwarts, and NOBODY remembers seeing him before three days ago? To be trapped in a ten mile area for three years and nobody noticing him sounded...Fishy. There was no other option, he had to have come from the outside. That meant he probably had more secrets.
Magnus reached the door of the Potions Master's office. Using a spell searcher charm, he found that there was a simple screamer hex on the door. He knew the guy had to use some security, but it wasn't enough. Magnus disarmed the screamer with a simple wave of his wand, and opened the door.
'Unbelievable.' He thought 'This guy's completely unpacked. Even with magic, it would have taken at least six hours straight to put all this stuff into it's proper place. And this guy showed up with only a single trunk. A trunk enlargement charm can only go so far, and this veritable library of books alone exceeded that, let alone the stores of potions ingredients.'
There were some things on the shelves that he'd never seen before, and some things that he'd never herd of a potion that needed them. He read some of the labels.
"Basilisk's eye, Raven's foot, Lion's fang, Grass clippings... What a freak." He said to himself
He scanned the bookshelves. The books were ancient. Some didn't even have the title written on them. Just books of one color or another. He pulled a black book off the shelf and leafed through it.
'Encyclopedia Magica: Edition 13D, From Death curses to Dragon summoning Written in 1323 ad by Jean Marques.' It read on the cover. Magnus put the book back quickly. Clearly, this guy was no ordinary wizard.
'He must have magic flowing out his ass.' Magnus thought 'And it had to have taken CETURIES to collect all of this stuff.'
Magnus moved to the next shelf. There before him stood something he only knew of from history books.
'The Sorceror's stone...whoa.' Magnus thought, noticing that the recipe for the elixir of life was sitting next to the stone.
The next was a pile of his correspondence. The bottom pieces of parchment were very brittle. The letters had faded into nothingness. He leafed through pages until he reached legible ones. This one was written in 1210 AD and addressed to MERLIN! Reading through the hundreds of letters, they all were addressed to Merlin. There were even a few from Salazar Slytherin. Soon he reached the more recent letters. Actually there were only three in the last century. Two were in the 1950's from a guy named Azarel, and the last was written by a Harry Potter. He looked at the date. The letter was written after the attack on Privet drive. Potter was still alive, and had seen Merlin. That was spooky.
Then it hit him.
This guy was Merlin.
Magnus put everything back as it was, and left the room, his heart pounding. Magnus closed the door, and put the screamer hex back on the door. All in all, it appeared as if nobody had been there.
::with Sirius::
How did this guy do it? The guy was going around teaching first years the Wolfsbane potion, and the kids loved it. He was like a saint. Maybe at the council in two days, the guy could figure out this stupid prophecy.
::The next night, with Magnus.::
Magnus hadn't slept during the night in ages. He always sneaked about until he saw light in the sky, before going off to his bed. Tonight was no different. Only this time, he was after Sirius's invisible friend.
::With Harry::
Harry had kept the illumination charm upon himself so that people would know where he is. He was sleeping in a spare bed that had been moved into an abandoned classroom. But tonight he wasn't tired. He decided to go and check on Oliver and Ginny.
::With Magnus::
Magnus stood hidden around the corner, as he watched Sirius's Invisible friend leave the classroom and walk off. He waited for his footsteps to become quiet enough to not be heard, before walking into the room. The man had few possessions. Mainly, his staff and all the scrap pieces of parchment he had "talked" to people with. Magnus read through them. Most of which were boring, and useless. But there was one, at the very bottom of the stack that was helpful, very helpful. –Sirius It's me, Harry... was how it started. The puzzle was complete. Professor Dawbmoor was in fact the legendary wizard Merlin, and Sirius's invisible friend, was the Great Harry Potter himself. With a grin, Magnus left the room and went back to his common room. Being sneaky was the most useful talent in the world...
::with Harry::
Harry walked across the grounds, and through the shield to the spot where Oliver and Ginny were supposed to be. They weren't there. Harry found that there was a magic mouth there in their stead.
"Harry Potter." The mouth said
"Yes." Harry responded
"Oliver Wood and Virginia Weasley leave you this message: Harry, we're headed back to base, we'll be back on Wednesday, the Eleventh to see you." The mouth told Harry "Is that message satisfactory?"
"Yes. You may go." Harry told it
"Thank you..." it said as it faded from existence
Harry grinned. He still had a full week to stay at Hogwarts. With a grin, he went back to his bed. It wound be warm and waiting for him...
END!
A/n: ::magic mouth voice:: is this chapter satisfactory? He he he he he he...