Chapter: Chapter Eleven: Training
Author: King Harrison
Category: Action/Adventure
Sub-Category: Romance
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: SS/PS, CoS, PoA, GoF, OotP,
Summary: Wherein training begins.
DISCLAIMER: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Author Notes: Chapter Eleve
n is here! R&R!
"Hem. Hem."
-Dolores J. Umbridge, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
-Ginevra Weasley, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
-Emrys Merlin, Harry Potter and the Council of the Magi
Chapter Eleven: Training
"Yes you did. The test of pain."
Hermione looked at Harry for a moment. "Yes, I suppose you're right." When Harry looked like he was about to gloat, she added, "for once, that is." They both cracked up laughing.
Hermione suddenly stopped. "Harry! How do we explain our sudden–er–change?"
As Mages, you can alter your own appearance. Just concentrate. That voice echoed through their heads again. Harry looked in the mirror and concentrated. As Harry watched, his hair shortened and turned black, his eyes lost some luster, his physique dwindled down almost to its original state, and he grew shorter. Hermione went through similar changes.
"Cool! It's like being a metamorphmagus!"
"Yeah!" Hermione replied quietly. "Come on, let's go down to breakfast."
They went over to the main manor and dined with the Doctors Granger. Drs. Granger kept on asking questions like: "How did you like the party?" and "Did you use our gift?"
As the day wore on, Harry and Hermione grew bored. There was nothing on the television. Harry was looking forward to a Japanese Anime called Inuyasha, but that didn't come on until five thirty the next morning. (A/N-British Time Zone, but they're watching Cartoon Network)
In a last ditch effort to end his boredom, Harry randomly picked up one of Hermione's books. He groaned when he saw what it was. Hogwarts, A History.
At seven fifty, Harry put down the book, finished. Harry stared. The book was the size of about five parts of the Encyclopedia Britannica, and he had read it in half a day. Something was definitely wrong.
"Oh, Harry, are you going to read that, finally?" Hermione asked, appearing suddenly in the room. She had been searching through the Vault Library to find something to do.
"I've finished."
She barked out a laugh. "Oh, Harry, don't be stupid! You couldn't have read it that fast! It took me nearly a week to read it."
"Ask me any question."
Laughing again, Hermione thought for a second. "What was the Incident of 1048?"
"There was no Incident of 1048. The incident of 1018, however, was when Slytherin supposedly left the school after a duel with Gryffindor."
Hermione stared. "Harry, that's amazing! The date of the incident isn't mentioned anywhere else, just there. For some reason, no one else put it down. Here's another one." Hermione screwed up her brain in thought.
"What were the founders' middle names?" she asked triumphantly.
"Salazar Sameail Slytherin. Godric didn't have one. Helga Heleine Hufflepuff. Rowena also didn't have one."
"Oh, my god! You really did read it! That's buried deep in the book, on page–"
"6734."
"Yes! And there's no index, either, so you actually did read it. But how?"
You are mages. Your bodies weren't the only things that greatly improved. Come, it is time.
Harry and Hermione jumped. I wish he wouldn't do that, a voice came into Harry's head.
Hermione?
"We can hear each other in our minds!" they both said at the same time.
Come!Harry and Hermione moved went up to Harry's trunk and Harry pressed the picture of two crossed wands. A set of double doors appeared. They entered and stopped. Someone was in there, and it wasn't Merlin.
(A/N-Dang! This is far too short for me to make a cliffie!)
"W-who are you?" Hermione asked.
"Ah yes," the man said, smiling, "when you saw me before, it was as an old man. I took that guise so that you wouldn't suspect me to be a death eater or some such." Harry looked at the man. He looked a lot like Harry in his mage-form.
"Yes, you two. If you would please change yourselves back to your regular forms?"
They complied. "Now, the first thing I need to do is explain how things are going to go in here. Every day, you will come in here at the same time. You will stay for ten years. That sounds paradoxical, but time is slowed down here in the trunk. You will return at the exact time you left."
"But, Merlin, if we do this, by the end of the month we'll be three hundred years old!"
"You are mages, and therefore unable to die of old age, sickness, and all the normal mortal failings."
Hermione's eyes shined. "I can come in here and study…"
"Yes, but this only works with the spell I placed in here. You will spend the next month–or rather–three hundred years studying all that is done as a mage. You will learn both practical and theoretical things. You will still go to Hogwarts on September 1, but the learning there will be largely unnecessary.
(A/N-I'm not going to go through their training. God, that'd be long, and I'm not creative enough to come up with three hundred years worth of learning material, thank you very much. It is only the next part that you need to know for the story.)
"Now, the first thing I must do is explain the council. We all have rather specialized power areas. Morgan LeFey–my wife–and I are the most versatile of the group.
"Some of us are specialized into the elements. A Mage who works with water is, of course, titled Water Elemental Mage. The same goes for fire, air, and earth. The fifth element is darkness. Not evil, you understand, but chaos. Someone who is learned in this is called a Dark Mage. The sixth, and final, element is Light. Those who use it are called Light Mages. Someone who can use more than one is called a Master Elemental. Someone who can use all six is called an Elemental Sage.
"Others of us are specialized into learning. Those who learn are called Learned Mages. Then there are those who specialize in Telepathy and Psychic abilities. They are called Psymages. Those who are specialized in both are called Mental Sages.
"Those learned in the fighting are called Battle Mages. Those who study healing are called Restorers. Those who specialize in both are called Body Sages.
"Those who deal with the soul–and emotions are called Empathic Mages. Those who deal with necromancy and dark magic–yes, we do learn dark magic–are called Necromages. Those who deal with both are called Spiritual Sages.
"Those who deal in other areas have no titles. Some have rather weak powers in several areas as well. Anyone who has achieved Sagedom in more than one area are called Versages. And someone who achieves Sagedom in all the areas is called a Master Sage. I and Morgan are Versages. We believe that you two will be able to become Master Sages.
"Let the training begin!"