From last Chapter:
"Calm down Hermione. You don't want to attract any teacher's attention, do you? This is just Zarsal and Thrinsyl. Salazar gave them to me. Don't worry they won't bite, and get on before anyone comes.
"It's a little late for that." Said an older male voice.
And Now the Next Chapter (A/N: And Definitely not the Conclusion as they say on TV. cliff hangers.)
"Bloody HELL!" Harry whipped around. And Professor Lupin was standing in the doorway, a little pale.
"What's going on?" Lupin questioned suspiciously.
"We are just going down to the Chamber of Secrets because Harry has a special library all to himself down there of ancient magic because he has been named The True Heir of Slytherin. Oh, yeah, and he is now a Dark Wizard who actively uses Parseltongue."
"That's nnnot tttrue," Lupin said in a slightly shaky voice.
"Yes it is. Harry show him." Oh great. Well I guess Hermione knows what she's doing, but Lupin doesn't look like he can take it. Oh, well I guess I will just cast that spell on Hermione, since I have to do it sometime anyways, and I forgot to put down this scale when I left. Jezz, I hope Ron doesn't get mad at me for all this loud thinking. RON! Good he can't hear me. What was I doing? Oh, yeah.
~Cognosco Celeriter~ Another bolt of green light shot out of the wand and basilisk scale that Harry was holding between both of his hands. It hit Hermione in the head and sunk in.
This time both Hermione and Lupin screamed. Thud. Lupin had fainted. "What are you playing at Harry? I meant to just show him your snakes. Hurry. Let's go down before anyone else happens to arrive on the scene."
They propped up Lupin between them on the Firebolt and flew down the pipes.
"Remember, keep your head lower than mine. ~Open Up~
Hermione looked awed at the amount of space down here that no one had found for about a thousand years. She was also a little nervous when they looked to be heading strait towards a pile of rocks and Harry didn't swerve, but they managed to squeeze through the opening. He pushed through the doors to the chamber, as it was no longer guarded.
"Why does it stink in here?" Hermione said as the doors opened.
"It doesn't stink nearly as much as it could. That is just fresh ink mixed with fresh human and basilisk blood. Oh, and there is a bit of basilisk venom and saliva in the air," Harry said, using his anamigas' keener nose to identify particular scents.
"Wow." Hermione didn't look impressed though; she looked as if she was about to throw up. After a second she got over it. Then they walked into the door under the towering statue of Salazar Slytherin.
"He looks more like an ape than I thought he was," Hermione commented when she looked at it.
"Ron. We are back." Harry said as they rolled Lupin to one of the couches. Ron didn't answer.
"HELLO, RON! ANYBODY IN THERE?"
Ron slowly wrenched his gaze and attention away from the book he was reading. He closed it; but left a few fingers in it as bookmarks. It didn't look familiar. "Oh, you guys are back. I'm sorry I didn't here you come in. I kinda like this book I'm reading. It's very interesting."
"Kind of like it; interesting. I don't know when you have ever made a larger understatement. Even I hear people come in when I'm studying."
"It's about sword fighting. It tells you lots of cool moves, but I don't know where I'd get a sword. Harry got one from the sorting hat, but that is kind of in Dumbledore's office. Well, the book is calling my name, bye." Ron opened up the book again and started reading.
Hermione's mouth was open.
"What's wrong?"
"What's wrong? Let's see, Ron's reading a page every five seconds, and he looks like he understands it all. And you still haven't told me what you did to me. That looked an awful lot like a very bad curse."
"You can too. Read over Ron's shoulder… Wait, did you mean you thought I had killed you?"
At Hermione's bashful nod he opened his mouth but she got there before him. "I know you didn't, now. And wouldn't ever." She added because Harry still looked like she didn't understand. "Just finish what you were saying."
"Well, if you read over Ron's shoulder, your questions will be answered. I did the same thing to him, except I had to renew his, because it wears off in an hour. You will remember this hour for the rest of your life. Unless, of course, all of your memories disappear. But this one will be the last to go."
Hermione looked up from Ron's book, "Cool I can read it. Can I start with the one you brought up to the dorms last night? I saw it whizzing down, remember," she said, answering Harry's how-do-you-know-question.
"Sure. Ask me when you want the next one. Or a different series. We only have about ¾ of an hour before dinner, so when the spell wears off, we should go up."
Harry started reading more of the Parseltongue books again. He read three books entirely on shields, and then three more on how to break them. They repeated themselves a bit, being from different authors though. He seemed to be getting faster at reading. Practice makes perfect doesn't it?
He recognized the spell to keep wizards from apparating. He found more spells that did the same job, but with slightly different properties. One couldn't be broken by anyone, but would only remain up for 12 hours, and the person didn't have to be awake except for the first and last hours.
Finally he got to a passage on blocking telepathy. You had to concentrate really hard on yourself, because everything and everyone magical has an aura, find that aura, and then push it away from yourself. It will never go more than 2 feet away from your skin on average. The more powerful you are the farther it can go. So you push the magic aura away from yourself, making it into a thin wall surrounding you. The harder you push it away from you, the thinner and more powerful it is. The book gave a more detailed and complicated description, but you get the drift. Once you get good at that, you can make the shield into different textures.
The first and easiest shield is the absorbing shield. Once you get good at that you can make it so that any spell that hits the shield and doesn't break it makes it stronger, as long as it's given some time, 5 to ½ a second, to recover.
The next shield is the bouncing shield. The aura has to be packed together very tightly, but a little flexible, so that the spell can bounce. Once you get good at it, you can even control the flexing of the shield so that the spell goes where you want it.
After he finished this series, he put it in the pile of books Ron was going to read next, or at least all the ones in English. It took him about as long as it took to read a whole page to tell which language the book was in.
The spell wore off on Ron first, but Hermione still had another good 10 minutes, so he just decided to take Harry's Firebolt on a ride through the pipes. He didn't want to disturb Harry, as he seemed so into the pile of books he had stacked in front of him, so left without telling him.
"Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!! So CCOOOOOOOOOLLLLL!!!!!" Ron screamed as the air flew past him and he narrowly made the turns through the pipes without hitting anything.
RON!
"AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU NOT TO…"
YES WE KNOW, JUST GET BACK HERE!!!!!!!!!
Ron was distracted just enough before he could lower the Firebolt's speed sufficiently, ran into one of the many tight U turns in the pipes, and fell off of Harry's broom and fell to the ground with a thud.
~Transporto Ron Hac~ Harry picked up his wand, held it in front of himself and tried out a new transportation spell. It only works for unconscious humans. As Harry didn't know he was unconscious, and he didn't really know if the spell would work on the first try, he was surprised when a cloud of pale peach rose up about one inch from his foot. Since he was walking forward, and looking up at the pipe where Ron had gone, and concentrating on the spell, he didn't realize the critical fact that Ron had been transported to where the cloud now was, and kept walking.
Luckily Harry has very quick reflexes, being the first first year Seeker in over a hundred years, or Ron would have a squashed face, and not just a foot print of Harry's shoe on his face. The ground wasn't very clean, in fact, it was still covered with blood and ink, so Ron now sported a Bloody, Inky, Footprint on his face. Harry screamed as his reflexes took hold and jumped back.
By this time, the spell Harry had put on Hermione had worn off, so she raced out to see what happened.
"HARRY? Why are you trying to bash Ron's head in with your foot?" Harry opened his mouth to explain, but Hermione cut him off with her hysteric laughter. Harry joined in.
"Okay, well Ron was flying around on my broomstick, and I told him to get back here, and well, I guess I was kind of loud, and Ron's head is more sensitive than I thought, but he crashed my. Oh that reminds me, Accio Firebolt. Anyways he crashed it and I summoned him back here."
"But he's still living, right? The summoning spell would kill anything living. It doesn't care where it's going…"
"Don't worry Hermione. It's one of the new spells specifically for this circumstance, and it worked. I'm going to try to wake him. Stand back, he might levitate or something with this spell. It said Waking Spell unknown side effects. Expergefacio."
"Wait… oh well too late." Hermione started backing away from the rising Ron.
A sleeping Ron started levitating, but so did Hermione and Harry. Then they all screamed in pain, including a still sleeping Ron. It felt like Harry's head was being ripped open for a few seconds. When it felt like it couldn't be ripped any further open, each of them burst into a different color light, and they all turned into their anamigas forms, all the way. Hermione then turned into a humming bird, and then back into a snowy leopard.
Hermione roared. Harry hissed ~Percipio Percepi Perceptum~ It spell to share parts of ones mind he had just learned so that they could all understand each other, and so their strength reserves would even out. Hopefully Ron's reserves were just drained now, and the spell would make him come back to the world of the living. You had to concentrate on the main idea of what you wanted to send, and everything in your mind even slightly under that category would go. A brilliant white light came from Harry and rushed to Hermione, hit her, then rushed to Ron, back to Harry and then to Hermione again. Hopefully Ron will be able to understand us and know how to create shields now. In fact, they should know everything I do now, as I was concentrating just about everything, including the stuff I just studied. This is cool; we could just study different things with the first charm and before we leave, exchange the knowledge. This could cut out studding time by 60%. Hey, I know what that is. I was able to calculate it. I must have got that from Hermione. I wonder if she calculates percentages often…
^HAHaha, Ron's a fly!!!!^ Hermione roared again, looking very menacing levitating over Harry's snake. They started to drop back down to the floor.
~Well at least he's buzzing now, and not unconscious. ~
*I am not a FLY! * Ron buzzed. No that's not quite accurate, it was more like a very small screech. Ron got tired of flying and settled down on the ground
^Then what are you. Just look at your size. ^ Hermione purred with a cat like unconcern for others feelings. They were back down to the ground now.
~Hermione, don't say that! ~ Hermione just curled up and put her head down, resting in a very catlike fashion.
*It's okay Harry, Hermione's right. This stinks! I wish I were BIGGER! *
That was definitely a small screech. Oh my gosh, Ron's glowing slightly and growing!
Ron closed his eyes in anger. *This is so unfair; you guys get the cool forms. And me, I'm just left with a stupid fly. This isn't even really a fly. I have no idea what it is really, but I have four furry legs with tinny useless claws. I look more like a really tiny bird. *
Ron had grown continuously throughout his ranting, which had gotten louder and screechier and louder and screechier and waving his arms. He was now 10 feet tall, much bigger than Hermione. His arms made another pass through the air, dangerously close to Hermione's head. On their swing back, they made a cut through her fur and across her cheek
She did what is normal for all attacked cats, she roared and pounced on her offender. Unfortunately for her, and fortunately for Ron, whom if he was still the size of a fly he would have died, Ron was about 12 feet tall. Realizing that all she did was slide off of the large shinny feathers, and that Ron was much bigger than her, had 4 paws full of claws and one very big sharp beak, she gave another roar, this time of surprise, turned and fled to a safe distance.
Harry decided they could deal with this later, he was getting hungry, and they had probably missed half of dinner already. ~Finite Incantem Funditus~ It was a more powerful Parseltongue version of the magical cure all.
Ron and Hermione went back to being humans. Harry wasn't affected by his spell so had to turn slowly back to a human.
"Wow, Ron, you're a Griffin that can change its size. That's really impressive. Good for spying and fighting."
"Harry, where have you been the last 15 minutes? I apologized to Hermione for scaring her for life." He rolled his eyes ever so slightly so Hermione wouldn't notice.
"Also Hermione and I had already covered all the implications of what my anamigas form was, and through the knowledge passing spell, we understood all of the implications of yours, but Hermione's is still a mystery. Why did she turn into an hummingbird and back?"
"I still don't know what you are talking about. And what exactly did you do? All I got from your memories is it wakes someone up and has un-archived side effects."
"I think the spell released all of our magical floodgates. Normally we open them slowly with practice, but I think we just lost the need to do that."
"Cool. That must make us the most magically powerful 6th years in the school."
"Maybe even more than some of the teachers, some people never reach their full potential, as they are happy where they are, and there is no reason to." Some might take that for scorn, but Ron and Hermione knew that it was jealousy that Harry was feeling.
"ARRRRGGGGGG!!!!! HARRY, WHAT DOES THIS PROPHISY MEAN AND WHY HAVEN'T YOU TOLD US ABOUT IT!" Hermione had thought the conversation kind of childish, so reviewed in her mind some of the stuff she had learned about Harry through the unrestricted knowledge transfer.
At this holler, Ron's memory clicked too. "Yes, HARRY! Why have you kept this from us? We are your FRIENDS!"
Harry just cracked up laughing. Not that he was counting, but this was about the bazillionth time that someone had started yelling in surprise in less than a 24 hour period about stuff that was perfectly explainable. They didn't have to yell, but it sure was funny. Maybe I could try to make them yell and look even more confused and shocked. It might be fun. And Cory did say I needed more fun.
They were looking at him like he was insane. So he spoke the most negative of his thoughts, in a face with a maniacal grin on it. The number of teeth he was showing reminded a horrified Ron of Lockhart. "That just means that my life will either end in or include murder. Why do you think that I'm so open to the dark arts, when by rights I should have the most prejudice of all of you, as it killed my parents?" He burst up into laughter at their faces.