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Chapter 6
Dumbledore's Journey
Harry looked over at Dumbledore and saw him grinning as he examined the spear. It was heavy, but Harry could easily manipulate it with one hand. The shaft was made of hard, cold steel and there was a significant amount of writing visible, although it was some sort of ancient writing that Harry had never seen before. Harry could tell that the tip was made of solid gold and was very sharp.
"Excuse me sir," Harry said slowly. "What is it?"
"It is a spear Harry." Dumbledore said chuckling. Anyone who knew Dumbledore personally had encountered his unusual sense of humor at least once. Although Harry was a little annoyed about the sarcasm, he thought to himself that it was good to see Dumbledore joking around again.
"I know it's a spear." Harry continued. "But why are you giving it to me?" Dumbledore looked at Harry very intently now as if he was going to tell him something very important and needed to choose his words wisely.
"This Harry is the Spear of Isis." Dumbledore said. He obviously thought that Harry would know what the Spear of Isis was, but Harry had no idea.
"I'm sorry professor, but what is the Spear of Isis." Harry replied with an embarrassed tone. It was obviously an object that many people knew about.
"Well, my dear boy," Dumbledore said with a smile. "It appears that I will have to start at the beginning." "You see Harry, Osiris was an ancient Egyptian wizard and king who was obsessed with the ideas of immortality. Much like Voldemort he found ways to preserve his life through different potions and spells. He wanted to remain the leader of his people for years to come. However, he had a brother named Nephthys who craved the power that Osiris had and was horribly jealous. Nephthys was becoming terribly old and saw that his brother hadn't aged a bit. So Nephthys started experimenting with magic to find a way to kill his brother. He knew Osiris was nearly impenetrable but after years of working he crafted a spear that could kill his brother. All he needed was some of his brother's blood. So in the middle of the night, he crept in and cut Osiris right below his ear. Osiris woke up very confused and disoriented which allowed Nephthys to escape with his blood sample without being detected."
"But how did Nephthys make the spear?" Harry interrupted. "What I mean is, how did he know that his creation would truly work?"
"No one knows for sure Harry." Dumbledore replied. "But what is known is that blood is very powerful in producing magic. You know from your own experience that your aunt's blood has protected you at Privet Drive all these years."
"So did it work?" Harry said now very intrigued.
"It did indeed." Dumbledore added. "Nephthys cut himself with the spear in the same spot as he did his brother and combined the blood samples. He covered the tip of the spear in blood and found his brother in his throne room. Osiris was not expecting his brother to cause him any harm so when Nephthys lunged at him with the spear he was caught quite off guard. Nephthys plunged the spear into Osiris' heart as he muttered these words that you see here on the base. Osiris was dead and Nephthys knew that when his body was discovered he would become the new king. But something went wrong. As he stood over his dead brother spear in hand their sister Isis came into the thrown room. She immediately understood what had happened and called for the guards. Nephthys dropped the spear and quickly fled. He evaded the guards and was never heard of again. As the legend went, Isis kept the spear hoping that Nephthys would be found and that she could avenge Osiris' death by killing him with the same spear. But she never got her chance and she was buried with the spear in a tomb in Egypt."
Very quickly, Harry realized how important this object was that he held in his hand. He jumped out of his seat and started hurling questions at Dumbledore very excitedly. "This is the spear that was buried with Isis?" Harry yelled. "But how did you get it? Are you sure this is it? Where did you find it?"
"Calm down, Harry calm down." Dumbledore said while motioning for him to sit back down. "I will explain. About a month ago Bill Weasley heard from some friends that he had in Egypt who are sort of like magical archeologist that they had potentially found the Temple of Osiris. His friend went on to tell him that they thought they had found the legendary Spear of Isis and would be holding it under heavy guard until they came back to England. Bill informed me immedialty of course and I had a meeting with the Order where I told them that there was a possibility that we could find the Spear of Isis. Naturally everyone was very excited about this because if the legends are true than this could be very helpful against Voldemort. As planned, I set out the next day for Egypt and headed towards the excavation site that Bill told me about. I saw a tent with no less than ten guards out front and I knew that the spear was in there. I wont bore you with all the details about how I got past the guards but it was nothing more than a simple sleeping spell. So I entered the tent and after breaking a few enchantments that were covering the spear, I had it in my hands."
"Well it seems like you took care of things rather easily." Harry said with a smile.
"You should know Harry," Dumbledore said with a very solemn look on his face, "that things are rarely that easy." "As I walked out of the tent I was surrounded on all sides by death eaters. They began firing curses at me and I was trying to apparate while deflecting their curses. I couldn't concentrate enough to apparate a long distance because of the constant blocking I was doing, however I was able to apparate a little ways down the road so I was no longer surrounded. They tracked me for days on end Harry. I was able to get away from them but I was still scared that if I tried to apparate away that I would get myself splinched because I had gone without sleep or food for a while and I was very exhausted. But I soon realized that they would not stop their pursuits of me and if I didn't get away soon then I would surely die. So I used every bit of magic and concentration that I had left in my body and I focused on Number 12 Grimmauld Place. Then, the next thing I remember is waking up in a bed here.
"That's amazing professor." Harry said. "So do you think that we are going to be able to use it against Voldemort?"
"Yes Harry, I believe that we will be able to." Dumbledore replied. "But there is a more immediate issue that needs some attention. The death eaters were waiting for me Harry. They knew that I would be there, which means that there is a traitor in the Order. Only the Order knew of my mission and someone informed Voldemort. Right now, I'm sure Voldemort has been made aware that I returned and probably assumes that I was able to bring the spear back with me. But he won't know where the spear is because only you and I will know." With that, Dumbledore raised his wand and while saying something that Harry couldn't hear, he transfigured the spear into a necklace with a lion on the end. "Wear this at all times Harry. Never let it out of your site. The time will come when we must use the spear to draw Voldemort's blood. If that time should come unexpectedly than you should know that the incantation to change the necklace back into a spear is Isis Changeum. For now, you must not make any mention of the spear. Not to your friends you trust the most, nor to your teachers you respect the most. Do you understand?"
"Yes." Harry said shaking his head. He felt honored that Dumbledore was trusting him with this kind of information, but he was also a little apprehensive. It would be hard to keep things from the people who he cared about, but he would do it for their own good.
"Now then." Dumbledore continued. "Why don't you go back downstairs and enjoy the rest of your party and we will talk again soon."
"OK sir." Harry said as he turned around and exited the room. The information was a little overwhelming but the fact remained that they might now finally have a way to eliminate Voldemort for good and that information was worth more than all the galleons in Gringotts.
Harry rejoined his party and after deflecting many questions about his conversations with Dumbledore, he found Hermione, Ron and Ginny sitting together in the corner of the front room. Ron and Hermione were playing chess and Ginny was sitting by herself on the couch reading the Daily Prophet.
"Hey mate." Ron said as Harry approached. "So, how did it go with Dumbledore?"
"It went fine." Harry said shrugging. "He game me this necklace and told me a story about it coming from Godric Gryffindor himself." Harry hated lying to his friends but he knew that he needed a way to explain why he was upstairs speaking to Dumbledore for so long.
"Wow." Ron said as he surveyed Harry's necklace. Harry quickly realized that he should have made up a different story because now Ron would go on and on about him having something that belonged to Godric Gryffindor.
"Well." Hermione said directing Harry's attention towards her. "While you were upstairs Mrs. Weasley went back to the Burrow to fetch something and found that all three of our OWL results had been sent there. She brought them back with her. Here you go." She said as she flipped Harry his letter. "We were waiting for you to come down so that we could all open them together."
"Her idea." Ron said pointing at Hermione. "I wanted to just rip it open and get this nightmare over with."
"Oh come on now Ron." Harry said. "I won't be as bad as that." Ron nodded wearily and together the three of them ripped open their envelopes.
Mr. Harry James Potter,
Below are the results of your Ordinary Wizarding Level Exams. You earned the following:
Charms- Exceeds Expectations 2
Transfiguration- Exceeds Expectations 2
Herbology- Meets Expectations 1
DADA- Outstanding 3
Potions- Exceeds Expectations 2
Care of Magical Creatures- Exceeds Expectations 2
Astronomy- Fail 0
Divination- Fail 0
Total- 12
Sincerely
Griselda Marchbanks Wizarding Examinations Authority
Well considering the scene that took place during Astronomy, it was not a surprise that he failed that one and he had never really cared much for Divination so Harry felt quite pleased with his results. Twelve Owl's equaled the number the Percy had received and Harry knew that it was quite an accomplishment. The DA had certainly helped him with charms and especially Defense against the Dark Arts.
"So, how did you do?" Harry said looking at Ron first. He knew that Hermione was probably not happy because her eyes had not moved from the letter at all.
"I can't believe it Harry." Ron said looking up with a smile. "I got 11."
"That's great." Harry said returning the smile.
"What about you?" Ron added.
"I got 12." Harry replied. "I got an outstanding in Defense against the Dark Arts for producing a Patronus so that helped my score."
"You're not going to believe it Harry." Ron said. "But some how I got Exceeds Expectations in Divination."
"Well Ron, Maybe you have the ability to be a great seer and you don't even no it." Harry said. The two friends looked at each other and started laughing until they both realized that they hadn't found out how Hermione's results came out.
"Hermione," Ron said as he approached her very cautiously. "How did you do?"
"It seems," she said with an angry glare in her eyes, "that I failed astronomy. I mean can you believe that they are going to hold us to those scores after all that happened during that exam. I have never failed an exam in my life and I do not intend to start now. I need to contact the Wizarding Examinations Authority immediately, this is an outrage."
Harry could tell that Hermione had probably not even looked at the rest of her grades and had instead gone into shock upon seeing the word fail on her letter. Ron sensed this also, and so he went over to her, gently took the letter out of her hand and studied it.
'Hermione, you got 16 OWL'S." Ron yelled with a look of pride on his face. "I have never heard of anyone getting that many ever." This proclamation quickly snapped her out of her depression.
"I did?" she said as she ran over to Ron and grabbed the letter out of his hand. "Well, perhaps I can contact the Authorities about Astronomy, right now I need to contact my parents." With that she ran out of the room quickly only pausing briefly to give Ron a quick kiss on the cheek as she passed.
"Well uh we should uh go tell mum about our results." Ron said to Harry trying to hide his embarrassment about getting a kiss in front of his best mate.
"Alright then." Harry said with a big smile on his face that let Ron know that he would tease him about the kiss later.
"Oh shut up Harry." Ron said as they walked to the kitchen to find Mrs. Weasley. But before they could find her she emerged from the stairs.
"Well boys, I just saw Hermione go up the stairs to find an owl so she could send word to her parents about her great results, so," she said with a serious look on her face, "how did you to do?"
"Great mum," Ron said. A large smile immediately broke over Mrs. Weasley's face. "I got 11 and Harry got 12."
"That's wonderful." she said as she pulled both of them into a huge hug. "I'm going to make a big dinner and a cake to top it off." The next thing they knew she had set out for the kitchen ready to get to work.
"I don't think I've ever had two cakes in the same day." Harry said turning to Ron.
"Mum likes to express her happiness by baking." Ron replied.
"Believe me, I'm not complaining." Harry added. "With the Dursley's I was lucky to get two slices of bread in a day."
"That's true." Ron said. "Hey lets go find Fred and George and let them know how we did."
"Alright." He replied. Harry couldn't help thinking that he was going to really enjoy the rest of the summer. He was with all the people that he cared about and he had nothing to worry about. Well, he thought to himself as he looked down at the necklace that he wore, he had almost nothing to worry about.
Author's note: There's chapter 6. It was originally going to be twice as long but I decided to split it up into 2 chapters so that I could post something before New years. In the next chapter the kids enjoy the rest of their summer and get ready to go back to Hogwarts.
Chapter 6
Dumbledore's Journey
Harry looked over at Dumbledore and saw him grinning as he examined the spear. It was heavy, but Harry could easily manipulate it with one hand. The shaft was made of hard, cold steel and there was a significant amount of writing visible, although it was some sort of ancient writing that Harry had never seen before. Harry could tell that the tip was made of solid gold and was very sharp.
"Excuse me sir," Harry said slowly. "What is it?"
"It is a spear Harry." Dumbledore said chuckling. Anyone who knew Dumbledore personally had encountered his unusual sense of humor at least once. Although Harry was a little annoyed about the sarcasm, he thought to himself that it was good to see Dumbledore joking around again.
"I know it's a spear." Harry continued. "But why are you giving it to me?" Dumbledore looked at Harry very intently now as if he was going to tell him something very important and needed to choose his words wisely.
"This Harry is the Spear of Isis." Dumbledore said. He obviously thought that Harry would know what the Spear of Isis was, but Harry had no idea.
"I'm sorry professor, but what is the Spear of Isis." Harry replied with an embarrassed tone. It was obviously an object that many people knew about.
"Well, my dear boy," Dumbledore said with a smile. "It appears that I will have to start at the beginning." "You see Harry, Osiris was an ancient Egyptian wizard and king who was obsessed with the ideas of immortality. Much like Voldemort he found ways to preserve his life through different potions and spells. He wanted to remain the leader of his people for years to come. However, he had a brother named Nephthys who craved the power that Osiris had and was horribly jealous. Nephthys was becoming terribly old and saw that his brother hadn't aged a bit. So Nephthys started experimenting with magic to find a way to kill his brother. He knew Osiris was nearly impenetrable but after years of working he crafted a spear that could kill his brother. All he needed was some of his brother's blood. So in the middle of the night, he crept in and cut Osiris right below his ear. Osiris woke up very confused and disoriented which allowed Nephthys to escape with his blood sample without being detected."
"But how did Nephthys make the spear?" Harry interrupted. "What I mean is, how did he know that his creation would truly work?"
"No one knows for sure Harry." Dumbledore replied. "But what is known is that blood is very powerful in producing magic. You know from your own experience that your aunt's blood has protected you at Privet Drive all these years."
"So did it work?" Harry said now very intrigued.
"It did indeed." Dumbledore added. "Nephthys cut himself with the spear in the same spot as he did his brother and combined the blood samples. He covered the tip of the spear in blood and found his brother in his throne room. Osiris was not expecting his brother to cause him any harm so when Nephthys lunged at him with the spear he was caught quite off guard. Nephthys plunged the spear into Osiris' heart as he muttered these words that you see here on the base. Osiris was dead and Nephthys knew that when his body was discovered he would become the new king. But something went wrong. As he stood over his dead brother spear in hand their sister Isis came into the thrown room. She immediately understood what had happened and called for the guards. Nephthys dropped the spear and quickly fled. He evaded the guards and was never heard of again. As the legend went, Isis kept the spear hoping that Nephthys would be found and that she could avenge Osiris' death by killing him with the same spear. But she never got her chance and she was buried with the spear in a tomb in Egypt."
Very quickly, Harry realized how important this object was that he held in his hand. He jumped out of his seat and started hurling questions at Dumbledore very excitedly. "This is the spear that was buried with Isis?" Harry yelled. "But how did you get it? Are you sure this is it? Where did you find it?"
"Calm down, Harry calm down." Dumbledore said while motioning for him to sit back down. "I will explain. About a month ago Bill Weasley heard from some friends that he had in Egypt who are sort of like magical archeologist that they had potentially found the Temple of Osiris. His friend went on to tell him that they thought they had found the legendary Spear of Isis and would be holding it under heavy guard until they came back to England. Bill informed me immedialty of course and I had a meeting with the Order where I told them that there was a possibility that we could find the Spear of Isis. Naturally everyone was very excited about this because if the legends are true than this could be very helpful against Voldemort. As planned, I set out the next day for Egypt and headed towards the excavation site that Bill told me about. I saw a tent with no less than ten guards out front and I knew that the spear was in there. I wont bore you with all the details about how I got past the guards but it was nothing more than a simple sleeping spell. So I entered the tent and after breaking a few enchantments that were covering the spear, I had it in my hands."
"Well it seems like you took care of things rather easily." Harry said with a smile.
"You should know Harry," Dumbledore said with a very solemn look on his face, "that things are rarely that easy." "As I walked out of the tent I was surrounded on all sides by death eaters. They began firing curses at me and I was trying to apparate while deflecting their curses. I couldn't concentrate enough to apparate a long distance because of the constant blocking I was doing, however I was able to apparate a little ways down the road so I was no longer surrounded. They tracked me for days on end Harry. I was able to get away from them but I was still scared that if I tried to apparate away that I would get myself splinched because I had gone without sleep or food for a while and I was very exhausted. But I soon realized that they would not stop their pursuits of me and if I didn't get away soon then I would surely die. So I used every bit of magic and concentration that I had left in my body and I focused on Number 12 Grimmauld Place. Then, the next thing I remember is waking up in a bed here.
"That's amazing professor." Harry said. "So do you think that we are going to be able to use it against Voldemort?"
"Yes Harry, I believe that we will be able to." Dumbledore replied. "But there is a more immediate issue that needs some attention. The death eaters were waiting for me Harry. They knew that I would be there, which means that there is a traitor in the Order. Only the Order knew of my mission and someone informed Voldemort. Right now, I'm sure Voldemort has been made aware that I returned and probably assumes that I was able to bring the spear back with me. But he won't know where the spear is because only you and I will know." With that, Dumbledore raised his wand and while saying something that Harry couldn't hear, he transfigured the spear into a necklace with a lion on the end. "Wear this at all times Harry. Never let it out of your site. The time will come when we must use the spear to draw Voldemort's blood. If that time should come unexpectedly than you should know that the incantation to change the necklace back into a spear is Isis Changeum. For now, you must not make any mention of the spear. Not to your friends you trust the most, nor to your teachers you respect the most. Do you understand?"
"Yes." Harry said shaking his head. He felt honored that Dumbledore was trusting him with this kind of information, but he was also a little apprehensive. It would be hard to keep things from the people who he cared about, but he would do it for their own good.
"Now then." Dumbledore continued. "Why don't you go back downstairs and enjoy the rest of your party and we will talk again soon."
"OK sir." Harry said as he turned around and exited the room. The information was a little overwhelming but the fact remained that they might now finally have a way to eliminate Voldemort for good and that information was worth more than all the galleons in Gringotts.
Harry rejoined his party and after deflecting many questions about his conversations with Dumbledore, he found Hermione, Ron and Ginny sitting together in the corner of the front room. Ron and Hermione were playing chess and Ginny was sitting by herself on the couch reading the Daily Prophet.
"Hey mate." Ron said as Harry approached. "So, how did it go with Dumbledore?"
"It went fine." Harry said shrugging. "He game me this necklace and told me a story about it coming from Godric Gryffindor himself." Harry hated lying to his friends but he knew that he needed a way to explain why he was upstairs speaking to Dumbledore for so long.
"Wow." Ron said as he surveyed Harry's necklace. Harry quickly realized that he should have made up a different story because now Ron would go on and on about him having something that belonged to Godric Gryffindor.
"Well." Hermione said directing Harry's attention towards her. "While you were upstairs Mrs. Weasley went back to the Burrow to fetch something and found that all three of our OWL results had been sent there. She brought them back with her. Here you go." She said as she flipped Harry his letter. "We were waiting for you to come down so that we could all open them together."
"Her idea." Ron said pointing at Hermione. "I wanted to just rip it open and get this nightmare over with."
"Oh come on now Ron." Harry said. "I won't be as bad as that." Ron nodded wearily and together the three of them ripped open their envelopes.
Mr. Harry James Potter,
Below are the results of your Ordinary Wizarding Level Exams. You earned the following:
Charms- Exceeds Expectations 2
Transfiguration- Exceeds Expectations 2
Herbology- Meets Expectations 1
DADA- Outstanding 3
Potions- Exceeds Expectations 2
Care of Magical Creatures- Exceeds Expectations 2
Astronomy- Fail 0
Divination- Fail 0
Total- 12
Sincerely
Griselda Marchbanks Wizarding Examinations Authority
Well considering the scene that took place during Astronomy, it was not a surprise that he failed that one and he had never really cared much for Divination so Harry felt quite pleased with his results. Twelve Owl's equaled the number the Percy had received and Harry knew that it was quite an accomplishment. The DA had certainly helped him with charms and especially Defense against the Dark Arts.
"So, how did you do?" Harry said looking at Ron first. He knew that Hermione was probably not happy because her eyes had not moved from the letter at all.
"I can't believe it Harry." Ron said looking up with a smile. "I got 11."
"That's great." Harry said returning the smile.
"What about you?" Ron added.
"I got 12." Harry replied. "I got an outstanding in Defense against the Dark Arts for producing a Patronus so that helped my score."
"You're not going to believe it Harry." Ron said. "But some how I got Exceeds Expectations in Divination."
"Well Ron, Maybe you have the ability to be a great seer and you don't even no it." Harry said. The two friends looked at each other and started laughing until they both realized that they hadn't found out how Hermione's results came out.
"Hermione," Ron said as he approached her very cautiously. "How did you do?"
"It seems," she said with an angry glare in her eyes, "that I failed astronomy. I mean can you believe that they are going to hold us to those scores after all that happened during that exam. I have never failed an exam in my life and I do not intend to start now. I need to contact the Wizarding Examinations Authority immediately, this is an outrage."
Harry could tell that Hermione had probably not even looked at the rest of her grades and had instead gone into shock upon seeing the word fail on her letter. Ron sensed this also, and so he went over to her, gently took the letter out of her hand and studied it.
'Hermione, you got 16 OWL'S." Ron yelled with a look of pride on his face. "I have never heard of anyone getting that many ever." This proclamation quickly snapped her out of her depression.
"I did?" she said as she ran over to Ron and grabbed the letter out of his hand. "Well, perhaps I can contact the Authorities about Astronomy, right now I need to contact my parents." With that she ran out of the room quickly only pausing briefly to give Ron a quick kiss on the cheek as she passed.
"Well uh we should uh go tell mum about our results." Ron said to Harry trying to hide his embarrassment about getting a kiss in front of his best mate.
"Alright then." Harry said with a big smile on his face that let Ron know that he would tease him about the kiss later.
"Oh shut up Harry." Ron said as they walked to the kitchen to find Mrs. Weasley. But before they could find her she emerged from the stairs.
"Well boys, I just saw Hermione go up the stairs to find an owl so she could send word to her parents about her great results, so," she said with a serious look on her face, "how did you to do?"
"Great mum," Ron said. A large smile immediately broke over Mrs. Weasley's face. "I got 11 and Harry got 12."
"That's wonderful." she said as she pulled both of them into a huge hug. "I'm going to make a big dinner and a cake to top it off." The next thing they knew she had set out for the kitchen ready to get to work.
"I don't think I've ever had two cakes in the same day." Harry said turning to Ron.
"Mum likes to express her happiness by baking." Ron replied.
"Believe me, I'm not complaining." Harry added. "With the Dursley's I was lucky to get two slices of bread in a day."
"That's true." Ron said. "Hey lets go find Fred and George and let them know how we did."
"Alright." He replied. Harry couldn't help thinking that he was going to really enjoy the rest of the summer. He was with all the people that he cared about and he had nothing to worry about. Well, he thought to himself as he looked down at the necklace that he wore, he had almost nothing to worry about.
Author's note: There's chapter 6. It was originally going to be twice as long but I decided to split it up into 2 chapters so that I could post something before New years. In the next chapter the kids enjoy the rest of their summer and get ready to go back to Hogwarts.