I am Albus Dumbledore
Colonel Roy Mustang was just finishing his early morning coffee when the door to his office burst open, revealing an irate Fullmetal Alchemist. Before he could say a word, Ed threw a letter at him, screaming "WHAT IN THE HELL IS THIS MUSTANG!"
Roy read the letter. With every word his eyebrows rose closer to his scalp. "What the hell indeed."
"Don't act like you didn't send it!" Ed yelled.
"Why would I send you something like this?" Roy asked, anger replacing amusement.
"To throw us off!"
"Why would I want to throw you off!" Roy stood up to have a better view over his pile of paperwork. "You do work for me."
"Then who sent it?" Al asked calmly, walking into the room, Riza Hawkeye right behind him, her gun drawn. "Keep it down in here," She said in a flat tone. "people are trying to work."
All three of them looked at Riza's gun with dread. More than once had they been on the receiving end of that thing.
"Uh, sure thing Lieutenant." Roy said nervously.
"No problem." Ed stuttered.
"So… Ed have you replied to this… letter?" Roy asked. He glanced back down at the letter, trying to remember where he had heard the name Dumbledore before.
"Yeah." Ed answered, plopping down in one of the chairs in front of Roy's desk. "I sent it with the same owl that brought that." He gestured to the letter.
"It came by owl?" Roy asked incredulously. Something clicked inside his head. Now I remember where I've seen that name! "This could be real."
"What?" Ed said incredulously.
"I have heard of a man named Albus Dumbledore before. He comes to the country every once in a while and takes children to some school in a place called Scotland."
"Has the Military checked him out?"
"Many times." Roy ground his teeth. "but every time we send someone after him they always come back empty handed."
Ed's mind had kicked in now. "Do you think he is dangerous?"
"I don't know." Roy answered. "We never see the children again most of the time, but according to the parents they are alive and well. In fact most have pictures of their children from after they were taken."
Ed pondered on this for several moments. "What do you think I should do?"
This surprised Roy the most. Edward Elric asking him for advice!
"What did you write in your return letter?" Ed told him. "Then wait and see what this Dumbledore does."
"And if he doesn't do anything?"
"The case was closed years ago." Roy responded. "if he doesn't respond then we really can't do anything."
Before anything else could be said, there was a knock on the door followed by Riza. "Colonel, there is someone here to see Major Elric."
Roy was momentarily confused before giving his okay to Riza to send him in. Who would know Ed was in my office?
A man dressed in long, flowing light blue robes, half-moon glasses, and an extremely long white beard walked into Roy's office."Good evening gentlemen." That man said. "I am Albus Dumbledore."
Shocked silence enveloped the room. Ed was the first to recover. He quickly stood and found the most defensible position, which brought the others out of their stupor. They joined Ed in preparing for a fight.
Dumbledore never lost his cool. "Did I do something wrong?" he asked.
"The Colonel was just telling us about your taking kids away to school them." Ed spat. "What do you really do to them?"
"Why my staff and I teach them how to properly use their magical abilities." Dumbledore said, still keeping calm.
"Don't be so naive." Roy said, dead calm. "Do you actually think we would believe that bull about magic?"
"If you don't believe in magic then I can demonstrate." He quickly pulled out a long piece of wood and pointed it at Roy's coffee on his table. He spoke some unintelligible words, and the coffee turned into a rat.
All three alchemists jumped back in surprise as the rat jumped down off the table and ran out of sight. "Believe me now?" Dumbledore asked, a face splitting smile on his face.
"H- how did you do that!" all three said almost unintelligibly.
"I transfigured the coffee into the rat." Dumbledore explained. "It is a very rudimentary spell. Students at Hogwarts learn it in their first year."
"You did not use a transmutation circle." Ed pointed out.
"Magic does not use transmutation circles." Dumbledore explained. "Instead we use wands and incantations, potions and charms."
By now they had relaxed from Dumbledore's entrance. Something about his manor had told them that he was in no way dangerous. He continued his explanation of magic and its uses. Roy, Ed, and Al soaked in every word.
By the time Dumbledore had finished Ed had resigned himself to the fact that magic did exist. Through his words and several more demonstrations Dumbledore had not only convinced Ed, but had brought Roy to the conclusion that the military could use this magic.
"Mr. Dumbledore," Roy began, "could Alchemists learn to use magic?"
"Why yes." Dumbledore replied. "Magic in principle uses the same energy as alchemy. Alchemy however applies directly to the laws of nature. Magic applies itself directly to the imagination. Both powers are equal in ability, but they differ in specialty."
"I see." Roy muttered. "There may be something in your going to this school."
"What!" Ed shouted.
"Think of it." Roy said. "there may be another way to getting your brother back other than the Philosopher's Stone."
"Like what?" Ed snapped.
"Did you say the Philosopher's Stone?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes." Al chirped up.
"I once helped Nicholas Flamel create a Philosopher's Stone." Dumbledore mused. "that was years ago, and the stone has long since been destroyed, but there are things in the wizarding world of similar power."
"Like what?" Ed said now intensely interested.
"If you came to Hogwarts as a teacher, I could provide you with all the information you need." Dumbledore now had a concrete reason for Ed to become a teacher. "plus you will get to learn many forms of magic that alchemists normally would not be able to do."
Ed thought long and hard on the options. Never had such an opportunity come up. If he could get his brother back to normal without having to go through the pains of getting a Philosopher's Stone.
"When do we leave."