Mage

By Cataclysmic

Chapter 5

New Beginnings

The group at the Head table, watched as the students and teachers filed out of the Hall to begin their days, the Aurors and Unspeakables not joining them this morning instead choosing to take their breakfast in the kitchens and avoid the students. It was looking to be a beautiful day outside, which they were sure the students would moan and groan about. It was to be expected after all. They were students; they always had to complain about something.

Deciding that the Head Table, though excellent in its own way would be unsuitable for this type of discussion, the lengthy group discussion type, the group made their way down to the Gryffindor Table, which to all of them felt a lot better, well softer than it had back in their school days. This of course was due to Harry's wandless charm, not due to miraculous softening of seats.

It was by unspoken agreement that the group made their way to the Gryffindor House table rather than the others, all being former Gryffindor's. All as well were silently grateful to avoid trudging all the way up to Albus's Office to which magical shortcuts were available, just not available to anyone but the Headmaster himself.

Resuming awkward conversation once seated, no one had noticed Lily turn slightly green until she flew out the door holding her mouth presumably in search of the nearest bathroom.

Frowning James appeared to be worried and was quickly out of his seat and ready to follow. He was already moving towards the door as he made his excuses.

"Sorry, I'll just go see if Lilz is Okay…" was the vague sentence before he rushed out, power walking, towards the door his wife had just disappeared out of.

"Well then," began Albus "This is just the opportunity I was waiting for."

"I trust you know of my other selves attempt to share his memories with me…"

They both nodded.

"What do you mean attempt, it didn't work?" Harry cut in before he could finish.

Albus half-heartedly frowned at Harry, making an attempt at reprimand that he just knew would have no effect. He didn't really mind being interrupted but it was an old habit he had picked from dealing with children and uncooperative Ministers of Magic, not that there was much difference in fact the children were usually smarter, politer too.

"Yes, Yes it was successful, however only select memories were shared, now based on what I have seen from the both of you I would like to offer you a place here at Hogwarts as joint Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor's…"

It was all Harry and Hermione could do not to gape at the Headmaster.

This was it, the final proof that Albus had gone mad! He wanted them to teach?

It was obvious that he hadn't learned anything about them from sharing some of their Albus's memories. They had been a nightmare in school, well not really in school per say but rather in their extra-circular activities although really they should have gotten extra credit on their school work as well as points for all the dangerous activities they got into, the Polyjuice Potion in second year would have practically passed them for second year.

It was really unavoidable…

"You What?" Harry half shouted, it wasn't that he didn't want the job, it was just, well, shock. This was not something he expected to happen in a million years

Albus appeared disappointed, he thought he had finally found them, the perfect teachers but ah well, he sighed, "You don't want it? Of course I understand if you don't…"

"No Albus that's not what I meant," Harry said quickly recovering, noticing that Hermione was also starting to come out of her shocked state, it really shouldn't have been as big a shock for her as it was for him, he was sure at some point during their first four years at Hogwarts she had daydreamed about being a Professor.

"Of course we would love to teach here," answered Hermione "I've always wanted to be a teacher."

Harry smiled as he realized he was right about the daydreaming.

"Yeah it showed." Harry responded dryly, he couldn't help it, habit. He had taken over Ron's teasing of Herm after his death, after all someone had to do it.

In any case he had to be sure that Albus knew what he was in for.

"Are you sure you want us as Professors?" he asked, "I mean Albus must have showed you what we did in school, what we were like in school…" and if you still want to hire us you must be nutters, he thought to himself…

Albus jumped back in quickly, encouraged by the fact they were at least considering his offer, or in Hermione's case accepted, he could not understand Harry's hesitation.

"Of course, you would be perfect Defence Against the Dark Arts Professors, and I can assure you, you can't be any worse than Sirius Black, so long as you refrain from using the Dark Arts in the presence of students Harry, at least I can count on you not to add to the children's mischief making…" before adding as an afterthought "much."

Harry wasn't about to contradict the Headmaster, he knew he had done a lot of things in his time at Hogwarts that Albus never found out about, and that he never got caught for, like breaking into Snape's Storeroom, Polyjuice Potion, sneaking to Hogwarts and dozens of other things they had never gotten caught for…

Finally Harry sighed and nodded, he knew this would end up a lot more complicated than Albus was making it seem. That and he knew that Albus would probably live to regret this decision. Then again his Godfather had been a Professor, something that was very hard to imagine…

Albus smiled. "You can begin whenever you wish, just let me know when you are ready, you will have complete control of your curriculum, just try to stay away from the Dark Arts, if you could get it to me as soon as possible that would be nice…"Albus couldn't help but grin, he was afraid for awhile then he might have to teach the subject himself, if he hadn't found a suitable teacher soon, he was quite glad to hand the job over to two such capable youngsters.

Hermione's eyes lit up at the thought of writing the curriculum, "If you wish I will finish explaining to your parents whilst you two settle in, The Defence Classroom is currently on the fifth floor, third door to the left you are however welcome to change it if you wish… Bedchambers adjoin the classrooms as do the offices…" he proceeded to explain the not so exciting aspects of teaching at Hogwarts which Harry ignored and Hermione devoured.

Towards the end of the explanations, just as Lily and James made their way back into the hall, Lily looking slightly better, he had moved on to tell them of their most recent predecessors, which wasn't quite as boring because their were some rather amusing stories to go along with them.

As Lily and James settled in, after a quick explanation, basically letting them know the details of the events the previous night, Albus's visit, and leaving out the fact they were now Hogwarts Professors at Albus's suggestion, the two excused themselves, telling them that Albus would continue the explanations, to go to prepare themselves for the challenge, the challenge of teaching teenage witches and wizards.

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My God, Harry thought heading towards their old Defence classroom, the one on the fifth floor which had been in use in recent years just didn't feel right, Hermione had drawn the honour of preparing the curriculum, which of course she loved, Harry of course would have a say in what was taught though 'Mione would mainly be dealing with that part of the teaching package for now, it was more her thing anyway.

So it was decided that Harry would be in charge of preparing the classroom. Something which he was looking forward to, it wasn't often that you got to design your own perfect classroom, he would be sure to make it far more interesting than the Transfiguration Classroom or the clichéd Potion's Dungeon.

As he made his way to their new classroom he thought about the events of the day…

He wasn't surprised that it had finally happened… He had been working up to it for awhile now…

Albus had finally gone insane.

And he had offered Harry and Hermione the Defence job.

He had to be mad; they had never even taken their OWL's let alone their NEWTS!

Did he even know that?

What on earth would happen when the parents found out that the Professors had never even completed school, never taken the very exams they were to prepare the students for?

Sure he knew Albus's perspective on Defence teachers was more than a little skewed but this was a bit much.

He sighed, he really shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth, he would be more comfortable with the situation however if he knew a little more of Albus's reasoning. Sure he knew about the memory share between the two Headmasters but he did not know what he knew, what he didn't…Whatever it was must have been somewhat impressive for Albus to offer them the position so quickly.

They would have accepted no matter what of course, just because he asked but they couldn't help being nervous about this, they had never faced anything remotely similar to this challenge before, and even though they had been fighting the Dark Arts since practically the moment they found out they were wizards (that's what it felt like anyway) they couldn't help but feel grossly under qualified to teach, in a school at least…especially such a well known school as Hogwarts.

He would have to have a talk to Albus later about doing their OWL's and NEWT's they would likely pass them easily but he would feel a little better about teaching when he at least HAD the qualifications they were encouraging others to obtain.

How anyone could think that he, Harry Potter was suitable to teach children he couldn't imagine, Hermione maybe but… well maybe it wouldn't be that bad, as Sirius would say, think of all the little kiddies you can corrupt, that managed to bring a smile to his face, he missed Sirius, his Sirius, he still had not met the one from here but he had gotten the impression that this one was a lot different to the one he was used to.

Not going to Azkaban for twelve years would probably do that to a person though.

Professor Black, yeah that was a good one, it was not that he didn't have faith in Sirius's skills, he did, his life had depended on it more than once, it was just that when he had gone though his training Sirius had tried to help him but failed miserably, he felt kind of sorry for the students if this Sirius's ability to explain was anywhere near as warped as his Godfathers.

He had a sudden thought, and groaned.

Professor Potter, when on earth did he manage to get so old?

Well he couldn't really be considered old really; he was only nineteen, which was what two years out of Hogwarts? He was closer to the age of the students than he was to any of his fellow staff members minus 'Mione and she didn't really count.

Harry looked at the old Defence classroom, time for some changes he thought with a smile.

This particular room had been abandoned years ago when a certain Sirius Black had complained it was too plain, secretly Harry thought that his Godfather would not be able to concentrate on teaching in a classroom he had wreaked so much havoc…

But Harry could not imagine the Defence classroom anywhere else, but even so it had been abandoned for years and he did have to enlarge it a little, and making it a little more interesting couldn't hurt now could it?

Magically changing the room to fit his specifications was particularly fun for Harry especially adding new features such as a duelling room with see though walls off to one side, A platform for himself and Hermione and a magical blackboard that would automatically write up prearranged notes when given a signal, he added a weapons rooms next to the duelling room also with see though walls but with much stronger wards as for the moment it was only there to intimidate students.

As a rather EVIL afterthought he added in large comfortable chairs not unlike those in the Divination Classroom but these were bright fluro colours, Hot Pink, Light Blue, and Fluro Green were some of his favourites, you might ask why this would be considered EVIL? Well of course he was going to attempt to instil CONSTANT VIGILANCE and to learn that from a nice big comfy chair similar to those you can easily go to sleep on… well.

As a final touch he charmed the door, a beautiful golden griffin now graced the door, which would no doubt delight the Gryffindor's and irk the Slytherins and above it he laid the words… Si vis pacem, para bellum, If you want peace, prepare for war.

That would be sure to get the more attentive students, or those who had bothered to learn Latin's attention…

It was meant as a warning,  a sign of things to come, a warning against complacency.

Hermione surveyed the classroom with satisfaction, she had to admit, when Harry put his mind to it he could really do some brilliant work. It had to be the best classroom in the entire castle perfect for what they were going to use it for, perfect for teaching Defence. It was something that she would have loved when she was in school, cool while it still looked like someone competent was in charge, it was definitely somewhere she would enjoy herself.

She had spent all morning working on the curriculum, and it was finally finished, she was happy with it but she wasn't sure how Harry would react when he found out he would be teaching students on his own, the classroom would need minor modifications to fit with what she had planned out, but it wasn't all that serious.

Albus had been quite impressed when she had dropped off the curriculum and explained how she had planned to teach the classes, he had also not expected her to have the work back to him so early, but oh well she had dreamed about this for so long it was hardly surprising she already had her curriculum planned out.

She had no idea where Harry was, he was supposed to be in here, fixing the classroom, but seeing as he was finished she had to wonder where he had gotten off to, normally that wouldn't be a problem, but here everything was a little blurred at the moment and she did not know what Harry would do here, here where everything that had led their lives for so long no longer existed, this was only her second day here but she could feel her own uncertainty at the situation quite clearly, it was not really surprising, she had not even had a chance to realize and accept Voldemort's death before she had herself pulled into another dimension where all the things she had been fighting for, the security they had longed for was just floating around like it had never been in danger at all. It was of course quite a shock the normal process of things would have had her return to this kind of atmosphere gradually, but she realised she had never really had this kind of security before.

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Harry was doing something that he had not been able to for a long time, something he was born to do, FLY

Sure it was a school broom, sure it wasn't state of the art, sure it was exceptionally slow, but it was flying, and it was something Harry desperately missed.

Months into his training he had been forced to give up flying, even for pleasure there was just too much going on, too much work, and later too much that needed his attention.

Worries flew out of his head as he flew the broom, pulling off manoeuvres that were downright dangerous on his Firebolt and were bordering suicidal on his current broom of choice.

It was mid afternoon when he was forced to relinquish his broom to allow the first years to practice, he felt somewhat lost here, having nothing much to do he made his way back up the Great Hall, which was currently host to several bored Aurors and a trio of Unspeakables. It was not a good mix.

It was an incredibly bad idea to leave so many powerful people in the same place with nothing to do, it was a recipe for disaster, one he would have to remedy.

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Hermione was drawn to the sounds echoing out of the Great Hall, one voice above all the others was immediately recognisable to her.

Harry's.

How could they have been so stupid, she gritted her teeth and entered the Great Hall, you never leave immensely powerful people with nothing to do in a room together, it was a recipe for disaster, and just what was Harry doing in there with them?

She should have known better than to ask, he was liable to be the most powerful wizard on the planet, he was also liable to be very bored having finished what he was doing for the day. Knowing Harry he most likely started the whole thing. For entertainment!

Thus she was somewhat surprised at the vision that met her disbelieving eyes when she entered.

Harry was actually teaching the Aurors, Unspeakables looking on in a mixture of approval and interest. It was most definitely not what she was expecting. A free for all with petty insults being thrown around she could deal with, but this?

Yeah, sure she had been planning on having Harry teach advanced students but that did not mean that she expected him, in his boredom to actually seek out people to teach, especially not those already trained to catch Dark Wizards, what was even more surprising was that they were actually listening to him…

She sunk down onto a seat at one of the house tables, Ravenclaw, mouth hanging open in amazement at the sight, they had noticed her arrival of course but they were so absorbed in the teachings of the young man in front of them.

They had at first listened to what he had to say just because he had by chance they thought taken out an Unspeakable yesterday, notably the most experienced people in combat in this world, and this boy had taken out one of their best, and had done it with ease. At first they thought it had been dumb luck, they were now seeing otherwise.

The boy had the most interesting concepts, some of the best ideas they had ever heard, especially the combination of muggle and magical weapons, at first they had been sceptical but after a VERY brief demonstration they had quickly accepted him, and his ideas. To an extent.

Harry had not long began teaching muggle weapons to the Aurors, when he was hit by an overwhelming urge to sleep, every time he closed his eyes he was hit by a barrage of colours, he was beginning to get very disorientated. Deciding it would probably be a good idea to sleep, he excused himself and started to make his way to his room, his brain argued, that he might be coming down with something, it wasn't long before he reached his room slightly dazed and barely flopping onto the bed before his eyes drifted closed. He had failed to notice a concerned Hermione cautiously following…

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Harry looked around at the mist surrounding him, it had surrounded him the minute he had closed his eyes. It was quite similar to the mist that had been present in his dream last night, his dream of Albus, but this was unaccountably different. He didn't know how but he knew this was not Albus's doing.

Instead of being made up entirely of silver, as Albus's mist had, this mist integrated every colour in the spectrum. He found the way the mist swirled around him infinitely more disturbing than his previous experience had been, the mist was more turbulent, war like, storm like than Albus's tame counterpart, he was grateful, slightly, though still wary, when another figure came into sight and the sand, as it had before, dropped calmly to the ground.

The Wizard in front of him was not old; he looked to be in his mid forties, yet an inexplicable sense of age radiated off the form, his robes, though clearly indicated that he was from a different era entirely. The man clearly held the messy raven hair that was impossible to tame, Potter hair, yet that seemed to be one of the very few features the two held in common, despite that the two were obviously related in some way.

"Hello Harry, you were rather difficult to track down, hopping across dimensions and what not, miracle I was able to find you on time actually, if I hadn't happened upon your old headmaster I fear I would not have found you at all." The man spoke with an amused voice but there was a clear urgency behind the voice.

Harry decided that although he would like to know who the man was it was not important for the moment and decided to go on to the more pressing subject of WHY this man had seen fit to seek him, across dimensions as well as the plains of death and just WHY it was so important that he seek him.

"Why are you here?" he asked he was still wary he did not know much about these dream things but he wasn't sure what could and could not happen here, you don't spend years of your life hunted by a homicidal maniac then fighting him in an all out war and NOT come out a little paranoid.

"Well, not very trusting are we?" the mysterious wizard countered clearly amused at his bold question. "Wouldn't you rather know who I am?" he asked baiting the boy to change his question, death was really rather boring and word plays were a rather amusing way to pass the time, once you were dead as long as he was it became rather a bad habit when it came to times like this where there wasn't much time, but well then again things like this technically should not really be happening at all.

"No I would rather know what you are doing here." Harry stated, this guy was just making him uneasy something he definitely didn't need, he was uneasy enough as it was, he was teaching for the very first time tomorrow, well he'd be finding out when he would be teaching a class for the first time tomorrow. It was strange how he could think so clearly about the waking world while he was so clearly dreaming…

"Okay, Okay already! I am Merlin and you are my heir, you are destined to be the most powerful wizard ever, well you already are but that's beside the point, you had to be told after all, you have been prophesised many a time and likely will be again now this visit does have a purpose, I am here to give you the Amulet of Quechz which will bind your wandless powers for another five years, although you will still be able to access portions of that power in the meantime, you need to find my books and train yourself before the five years is up or when the time runs out you will literally destroy yourself and everyone within one hundred yards of your location… well unless you actually WANT to die I suggest you actually train…"

"So what? I get more super powers is that what you're saying? And if I don't train myself I will kill myself and everyone in the immediate vicinity when this thing runs out?"

"No you will not get super powers you will get MY powers, as well as others, most of which however you have already discovered but must be controlled or well you know. Wandless magic is one of the main powers you will receive as well as the ability to talk to certain animals… well when I say animals I mean most reptiles, as for the training yes that is w hat will happen should you decide to ignore my warnings."

He really felt like being childish here, he didn't know what it was about the old man that brought it out in him, he just did, and Harry just could not resist whining.

"So what? I'll be able to talk to reptiles some of the vilest and disgusting creatures if you ask me, and anyway isn't being able to talk to snakes the mark of a Dark Wizard well evil wizard, well I'm not evil but I don't count, so are you a Dark Wizard? And I HAVE to be tremendously powerful, Do I REALLY have to? And I thought I got my abilities from Voldemort, Anyway back to the Dark Wizard bit…" Merlin cut him off

"Good God no I AM NOT A DARK WIZARD, well not much anyway I don't work on the principals of Dark and Light, rather like you actually except you don't really realize you are doing it, and don't you listen?" he sighed in exasperation who knew your heir could be so dim-witted. "You can talk to some reptiles I would have gone insane listening to every little creatures ramblings, I would have never got any peace…"

"Sure you didn't, you sure you didn't go insane?" Harry asked sceptically, "I mean this is a bit far-fetched, I mean I am supposed to have got my parseltongue ability from Voldemort but your saying I got it from you…"

"No I didn't go insane," Merlin growled out how come his heir has to be so annoying! "You will find the amulet underneath your pillow when you awaken, you must put it on immediately for I do not know exactly when you will receive your major wandless powers…"

Merlin was cut off when the mist suddenly receded and he was wretched out of his unconscious state. The last thing he saw was a rather agitated but at the same time relieved Merlin who was finally getting rid of that annoying little brat.

Hermione was standing over him with a concerned expression on her face. She had been trying to shake him awake for several minutes and he had not been responding. She knew her fear was showing on her face, she looked at him willing him to relieve her fears and doubts.

Harry said nothing but reached under his pillow and pulled out the amulet.

The Amulet was held by a strong silver chain around his neck, but it was not the necklace that fascinated him, it was the stone, the Amulet itself that held his attention, turquoise bordered by elaborate patterns of silver and gold, it was without a doubt powerful, magically powerful, however he could not determine whether or not it was truly dangerous.

Harry quickly related the details of his dream to Hermione, who stuck to being adamant on her opinion of not being sure of her opinion, moving from one extreme to another in a matter of seconds, one minute she would demand he put it on, the next stating it was too dangerous and that they should study it first followed by arguing back to herself that it could be more dangerous not to put it on.

Harry for his part was too rapped up in examining the amulet, he could find no obvious traces of deep dark magic, there was a fair amount of Dark Magic, but nothing that could really hurt him, making his decision he lifted the amulet and put it around his neck, stopping Hermione mid rant.

Well he stopped her for a moment unfortunately as soon as it was apparent that no permanent damage had been done she started a lecture on how that was 'really immature and really dangerous' adding in 'we don't even really know what that thing does' followed by 'take it off right this instant.'

Deciding to humour her so as not to have to put up with the pain of having himself lectured to death, he attempted to remove the amulet.

Attempted being the operative word.

It wouldn't come off.

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Albus had just left Lily and James alone to digest the information he had given them, it wasn't everything he knew but it was enough to give them a clear picture as to the life their son had lived in the other dimension. It was clear enough now, they knew why the pair would prefer the background to the spotlight, it was enough to make Lily and James sick to the stomach at the many horrible things the pair had been made to inflict and endure, it was enough to make them accept them and help them see that life did not have to be that way and enough to make them truly accept, Or at least Lily did, James was still a little sceptical on how Albus had learned so much about them so fast.

If the story was true even James would like the kid to see him as the parent he had never had, they wanted to help him get adjusted here, they wanted a child, Lily of course knew that they would have one soon, a child that unlike Harry would live with them, grow up with them, learn the facts of life from them, she wasn't sure how she was going to tell James yet, but she would, just not yet, they needed some time between just them and Harry.

They were sufficiently surprised When Albus poked his head around the door and told them that dinner was being served; they had been in here for an hour and a half already.

They arrived to find Hermione, trying, unsuccessfully to scold Harry for something or other and Harry well Harry was conducting a lively conversation with the present Aurors and Unspeakables, well he was lecturing the Aurors while holding what seemed to be a debate with the Unspeakables simultaneously.

"I tell you it is amazing what you can do when you combine wizard and muggle technology, I mean, guns, swords, daggers, grenades, bombs…" Harry trailed off with a wistful expression which was really quite disturbing, lucky Hermione had still not given up and took the opportunity to whack him over the head, which only served to jolt him out of his daydream a little, it was quite obvious this was a common occurrence, and Hermione looked quite furious at his lack of response, eyes roaming around her surroundings for a better weapon. Luckily for him he snapped out of it.

"So you are saying that these muggle weapons are more effective than our wands, it's preposterous!" Mr Oldfeild oldest Unspeakable in the group from the Ministry exclaimed, not only was he the oldest he was also the most experienced and to think this young upstart had the gall to think that muggle weapons were BETTER than a good wand!

"No Mr Oldfeild that is not what I said, I said they can have amazing results when you combine them, the enemy doesn't expect it, many Dark Wizards as I am sure you know are purebloods and have little if any idea how to deal with muggle weapons. And if you have enough skill you may be able to beat a wizard with a wand" Harry smiled; Mr Oldfeild was obviously a pureblood and would fall down to an onslaught of a combined magical and muggle attack.

Mr Oldfeild still did not seem to accept this explanation; he could not understand how Harry could think so highly of muggle technology, the Aurors and other two Unspeakables looked interested, always ready to pick up new skills, and this young man had already proven to hold a vast amount of knowledge this afternoon.

James decided to join in and settle the argument, he had heard all about Harry's skills, a lot of them from Albus this afternoon, but also from the Auror's who had seen him at work this afternoon, and was curious to see them in action, and to see how his best measured up against him, in other words to see who would win.

"How about you demonstrate the effectiveness of the combined method after dinner Harry, I am sure Mr Oldfeild would have no complaints to a duel against you, since he is so adamant your methods will not work." James gave Harry a charming smile and a wink. Harry grinned broadly in reply, Mr Oldfeild had enough poise left to attempt to look calm, it wasn't working, he had seen some of the magical skill the kid had demonstrated this afternoon, he had little doubt even without the muggle weapons he could defeat him.

"How about we make it interesting though," Harry replied, "I only get to use muggle weapons, wait a minute, will you I am just going to ask Albus something" Harry threaded his way to behind the Headmaster and started whispering in his ear, obviously what he said pleased the Headmaster because he soon had a wide grin on his face.

Heading back to his seat Harry couldn't help but smile, he would not only demonstrate to the Aurors and Unspeakables the benefits of combining technology but to the school community as well, it might serve to teach the purebloods in the school to treat muggleborns with a little more respect as well.

Sitting back down Harry would not reveal to anyone what he had just asked the Headmaster, all he said was "You'll know after dinner."

After the meal was finished the Headmaster asked all students to remain in their seats. It was a quite unusual request because the students were used to coming and going as they pleased at dinnertime, for the first time they noticed that the Hall Doors, usually open had been closed since halfway through the meal.

"Today we have a special treat for all those wishing to attend." The Headmaster began all eyes on him. "After I finish you will all have half an hour before you are allowed back into the Great Hall, Today one of our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teachers, Professor Potter, will give a lecture on the benefits of using muggle weapons in combat." Here the Slytherins quietly declared they did not want to know about anything that involved muggles because they were obviously inferior. Although they were only muttering quietly Albus raised his voice so that they would not miss the next part, it was most important that the Slytherins attend they were the main targets of this performance of course. "Following the lecture Professor Potter will give a demonstration against Unspeakable Mr Gavin Oldfeild, should you wish to attend you must be back inside the Hall by quarter to nine, which is precisely forty five minutes from now, if you could please file out of the hall"

All eyes turned to Harry before there was a roar from the crowd as they began discussing the possibilities of tonight's lecture/performance.