Chapter Four: Talking with the Dead
"Who's there? Show yourself!" yelled Harry.
"Over here, silly," said the voice.
Harry turned to his left and found a painting of a familiar looking man.
"Godric Gryffindor," Harry said slowly.
"Indeed. Now that you know my name, may I know yours?" asked the painting.
"Umm… I'm Harry Potter. I'm something like a great-great-great grandson, only with more greats in there," said Harry.
"I see," chuckled Godric, "Well, will you please tell me how you entered here, alone at that? This chamber was originally designed so that only Salazar and I could enter. A brilliant trick if I do say so myself."
"Well, you see, I can speak Parseltongue," replied Harry.
"Merlin's beard, can you really? How? Neither me nor my descendants should be able to, only Salazar's descendant's should be able to," said a puzzled Godric.
Harry, then, delved into the great long story of his struggle against Voldemort, continuing up until the end of last term. He felt as if he could tell Godric anything. 'He is my ancestor after all' thought Harry. After telling Godric, Harry felt as if the weight of the world was off his shoulders for the first time since he entered the wizarding world. Godric was in thought for a long time.
"Godric? How did all this stuff get in here?" asked Harry while motioning towards the chamber.
"Just one second. Let me get this straight, you defeated this Voldemort in your first year and recovered the Sorcerer's Stone. Then you found Salazar's Chamber of Secrets, of which no one had ever found any evidence of, and defeated the King Of All Serpents, a basilisk. In your third year at Hogwart's, you defeated numerous dementors with a patronus and uncovered the truth about the person who betrayed your parents. In your fourth year, you became the youngest winner, ever, of the Triwizard Tournament, saw this Voldemort rise again, you dueled with him and escaped. Then, last year, you found a link between your minds, broke into the Ministry of Magic and the Department Of Mysteries, found a prophecy made about you and him, defeated a number of his followers, watched your godfather die, and proved to the world that he had returned. And now you have entered a chamber that hasn't been entered in over one thousand years?" asked Godric.
"Er- yeah," replied a perplexed Harry.
"You DEFINITELY are a descendant of mine!" laughed Godric, "Now most of this was placed here by Salazar and me, to practice our spells. However, I never seen anything like that," as he nodded towards the muggle gym equipment.
"Oh, well that's to increase one's physical body. I definitely need it," said Harry as he inspected them closer, "This is exactly what I needed."
"Well, it's there now because you wanted it there," said Godric, "This room is something like that of a room at Hogwarts, the Room of Requirement. Now, in this room, time passes slower, about half as fast, so you'll be able to train longer and harder. Right now, I'm going to teach you how to duplicate your self. You'll be able to learn more because as your duplicate gains knowledge, you gain the same. So you may suddenly find that you know memory charms or a new curse.
"Oh I see." said Harry.
"Now, repeat after me: Personale Repetale," instructed Godric.
Harry recited the spell