Disclaimer: All characters that belong to J. K. Rolling are just that, J. K. Rolling's! Vladimir Bagmont though is mine.
"I believe I can answer that," a voice said behind him.
The three look to see a man that looked to be in his late seventies.
"Come in here," He said grabbing Ron by the shirt and dragging him to a near-by corner, "I am Vladimir Bagmont."
"But, aren't you supposed to be in Azkaban!?" Harry asked his wand out.
"Keep your voice down," Vladimir said, "They let me go, magic-less."
"Oh," Harry said calming and placing his wand back in his pocket.
"So any way, to get there you'll have to talk to Dumbledore, and get the key, then you have to find, where in this castle the door is." Bagmont said insanely.
Later in Dumbledore's office
"So you know what you must do?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes, we think so," Hermione said with confidence, "We need to do this."
"He didn't tell you the bad side effects did he?"
"What side effects?" Ron said suspiciously.
"Either you will become completely insane within a length of five hundred years and be kept around long enough to watch your selves slowly become insane, or, the advantages of your abilities will be distributed equally among you and your disadvantages will be discarded," the old headmaster said not sounding very convinced that the blood fusion would be a good idea.
"We still must try to stop Voldemort, even if the consequence is terrible," Harry said.
"Very well, I see that I cannot persuade any of you to cease in the completion of this task, therefore I give you the key," Dumbledore said turning to a cabinet, opening it and retrieving a silver box from one of the shelves. He placed it on the table, and opened it to reveal a platinum key; its intricate designs were obviously medieval. Even as Harry picked up the key, he, as well as Hermione and Ron, could some-how sense the great power that it had.
The three turned to go and where escorted to the door.
"Now off with you, and go toward the Astronomy Tower. That is nearest to the door, but don't go until tomorrow, as it won't work to day at such a late hour. Go on to bed now, Voldemort even has to sleep sometimes," Dumbledore told them as he closed the door to his office and he added to himself, "At least if I know the fusion he did."
So they trio made their way up to Gryphindor Tower and into their dormitories for the night, dreaming about the next day's events.
A/N: I know this one is a little shorter than the others but this seemed like a great place to stop the chapter.
"I believe I can answer that," a voice said behind him.
The three look to see a man that looked to be in his late seventies.
"Come in here," He said grabbing Ron by the shirt and dragging him to a near-by corner, "I am Vladimir Bagmont."
"But, aren't you supposed to be in Azkaban!?" Harry asked his wand out.
"Keep your voice down," Vladimir said, "They let me go, magic-less."
"Oh," Harry said calming and placing his wand back in his pocket.
"So any way, to get there you'll have to talk to Dumbledore, and get the key, then you have to find, where in this castle the door is." Bagmont said insanely.
Later in Dumbledore's office
"So you know what you must do?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes, we think so," Hermione said with confidence, "We need to do this."
"He didn't tell you the bad side effects did he?"
"What side effects?" Ron said suspiciously.
"Either you will become completely insane within a length of five hundred years and be kept around long enough to watch your selves slowly become insane, or, the advantages of your abilities will be distributed equally among you and your disadvantages will be discarded," the old headmaster said not sounding very convinced that the blood fusion would be a good idea.
"We still must try to stop Voldemort, even if the consequence is terrible," Harry said.
"Very well, I see that I cannot persuade any of you to cease in the completion of this task, therefore I give you the key," Dumbledore said turning to a cabinet, opening it and retrieving a silver box from one of the shelves. He placed it on the table, and opened it to reveal a platinum key; its intricate designs were obviously medieval. Even as Harry picked up the key, he, as well as Hermione and Ron, could some-how sense the great power that it had.
The three turned to go and where escorted to the door.
"Now off with you, and go toward the Astronomy Tower. That is nearest to the door, but don't go until tomorrow, as it won't work to day at such a late hour. Go on to bed now, Voldemort even has to sleep sometimes," Dumbledore told them as he closed the door to his office and he added to himself, "At least if I know the fusion he did."
So they trio made their way up to Gryphindor Tower and into their dormitories for the night, dreaming about the next day's events.
A/N: I know this one is a little shorter than the others but this seemed like a great place to stop the chapter.