A/n: To all the reviewers.
It's NeedleWIND, not NeedleWOOD. GRR! And no, he won't get in trouble. Magnus is mine... he's special. He's... my precioussssss...
Where in the World is Hogwarts Castle Chapter Five: Council
Sirius tapped his wand three times on the great hall table. Slowly, the people realized that he was asking for silence, and obliged him. It was time for the council to start.
"I have called you all here today for a special reason." Sirius announced "We have found that Voldemort is dead, and has lost the war."
Loud cheers erupted at his words. Sirius was forced to interrupt them.
"Wait. There is bad news to this." Sirius told them.
"What kind of bad news can possibly be bad enough to depress us after hearing that You-Know-Who has fallen?" Ron Weasley spoke up.
"The news that we don't know how to get back!" Sirius snapped.
A collective gasp passed through the room. Sirius continued.
"We have been left a prophecy on how we are to get back, but none of us have managed to interpret much. That is why I called you. If we can figure out how to get back, then we can finally go home. Here is the prophecy:
The final war, it has begun
There will not be another one Whichever side has come to win Shall unite the world of men Taking you here was the undoing of me, But you can go back with these clues (3)
First to tell which side has won, Look towards the darker one Is he strong or is he weak? It depends to whom slytherin speaks If he speaks to one of his crew Then the world of Earth is not fit for you But if his gift goes to the one that is black Then we should be getting back... If black is strong then we have won We get to go home, isn't that fun
The hat and the bird will show you the way Which hat or which bird I cannot say But guide you is all they'll do Casting the spell is up to you So now you see that in this dark hour We need the aid of black's dark power
Last of course you must cast the spell The casting place is where spiders dwell Components of course you have and need A tooth of what is brave and strong A hair of what works hard A feather from the one that's smart And there is one last thing You need the eye of the snake king"
Silence filled the room at Sirius's words. After a moment or two, Sirius spoke again.
"We have figured out very little. Only that The eye of the snake king is the basilisk's eye. And that Black's dark power refers to me." Sirius said. He would have said more, but another had started speaking.
"The prophecy is incomplete." Magnus Needlewind announced. "You obviously need to brew a potion using those ingredients, and use a spell to activate it. Apparently a hat and a bird will help you."
Sirius was impressed. He was about to say as much when another voice cut through.
"Fawkes. That's the bird. Dumbledore's phoenix. And the sorting hat." Hermione Exclaimed
"Accio Sorting Hat." Sirius called. Within seconds, the sorting hat was sitting atop Sirius's lap. Sirius gestured for silence as he slipped the hat upon his head.
'Hello hat. Apparently you're supposed to help us figure out that prophecy. Any ideas?' Sirius thought at the hat
'But I wrote that prophecy. I don't understand it, I merely predict it.' The hat protested
'You predicted that?' Sirius demanded
'Yes. Seems there was a second bit though. I know that Dumbledore had it...' The hat trailed off. But as if he'd been summoned, Fawkes flew in the door, a long strip of parchment clutched in his beak.
::At UN headquarters.::
"We haven't had any contact from England in months. Last we heard they were calling for backup because they were being attacked. According to the transmission there was some kind of deamon." One leader announced "What should we do? I for one don't want any deamons roaming around the world eliminating entire countries."
"An airplane landed in London Heathrow Airport last week. According to them, there wasn't a single person there. The entire place reeked of scorched and rotting flesh." Another leader exclaimed "If there's truly nobody left then we have no choice but to eliminate this menace before it finds it's way to mainland. It's only a matter of time!"
"Nuke 'em. I say we make 'em fry!" Geroge Bush announced
"We hold a vote then. All in favor of using nuclear weapons upon the former UK raise your hands." All hands went up.
Eleven Hours later, Two nuclear warheads connected with their targets. One in Glasgow, one in Bristol. The damage? Zero dead, Zero wounded and twenty nine Death Eaters released form their magical prisons.
It's NeedleWIND, not NeedleWOOD. GRR! And no, he won't get in trouble. Magnus is mine... he's special. He's... my precioussssss...
Where in the World is Hogwarts Castle Chapter Five: Council
Sirius tapped his wand three times on the great hall table. Slowly, the people realized that he was asking for silence, and obliged him. It was time for the council to start.
"I have called you all here today for a special reason." Sirius announced "We have found that Voldemort is dead, and has lost the war."
Loud cheers erupted at his words. Sirius was forced to interrupt them.
"Wait. There is bad news to this." Sirius told them.
"What kind of bad news can possibly be bad enough to depress us after hearing that You-Know-Who has fallen?" Ron Weasley spoke up.
"The news that we don't know how to get back!" Sirius snapped.
A collective gasp passed through the room. Sirius continued.
"We have been left a prophecy on how we are to get back, but none of us have managed to interpret much. That is why I called you. If we can figure out how to get back, then we can finally go home. Here is the prophecy:
The final war, it has begun
There will not be another one Whichever side has come to win Shall unite the world of men Taking you here was the undoing of me, But you can go back with these clues (3)
First to tell which side has won, Look towards the darker one Is he strong or is he weak? It depends to whom slytherin speaks If he speaks to one of his crew Then the world of Earth is not fit for you But if his gift goes to the one that is black Then we should be getting back... If black is strong then we have won We get to go home, isn't that fun
The hat and the bird will show you the way Which hat or which bird I cannot say But guide you is all they'll do Casting the spell is up to you So now you see that in this dark hour We need the aid of black's dark power
Last of course you must cast the spell The casting place is where spiders dwell Components of course you have and need A tooth of what is brave and strong A hair of what works hard A feather from the one that's smart And there is one last thing You need the eye of the snake king"
Silence filled the room at Sirius's words. After a moment or two, Sirius spoke again.
"We have figured out very little. Only that The eye of the snake king is the basilisk's eye. And that Black's dark power refers to me." Sirius said. He would have said more, but another had started speaking.
"The prophecy is incomplete." Magnus Needlewind announced. "You obviously need to brew a potion using those ingredients, and use a spell to activate it. Apparently a hat and a bird will help you."
Sirius was impressed. He was about to say as much when another voice cut through.
"Fawkes. That's the bird. Dumbledore's phoenix. And the sorting hat." Hermione Exclaimed
"Accio Sorting Hat." Sirius called. Within seconds, the sorting hat was sitting atop Sirius's lap. Sirius gestured for silence as he slipped the hat upon his head.
'Hello hat. Apparently you're supposed to help us figure out that prophecy. Any ideas?' Sirius thought at the hat
'But I wrote that prophecy. I don't understand it, I merely predict it.' The hat protested
'You predicted that?' Sirius demanded
'Yes. Seems there was a second bit though. I know that Dumbledore had it...' The hat trailed off. But as if he'd been summoned, Fawkes flew in the door, a long strip of parchment clutched in his beak.
::At UN headquarters.::
"We haven't had any contact from England in months. Last we heard they were calling for backup because they were being attacked. According to the transmission there was some kind of deamon." One leader announced "What should we do? I for one don't want any deamons roaming around the world eliminating entire countries."
"An airplane landed in London Heathrow Airport last week. According to them, there wasn't a single person there. The entire place reeked of scorched and rotting flesh." Another leader exclaimed "If there's truly nobody left then we have no choice but to eliminate this menace before it finds it's way to mainland. It's only a matter of time!"
"Nuke 'em. I say we make 'em fry!" Geroge Bush announced
"We hold a vote then. All in favor of using nuclear weapons upon the former UK raise your hands." All hands went up.
Eleven Hours later, Two nuclear warheads connected with their targets. One in Glasgow, one in Bristol. The damage? Zero dead, Zero wounded and twenty nine Death Eaters released form their magical prisons.