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A/N: Sorry for the lateness of this chapter, been having some computer problems lately and I didn't decide to just format the computer until last night to start over on the whole thing. Hopefully it shouldn't happen again. Including this chapter there should only be two to three chapters left in this story, like I said at the end of the last one, this is a short story just a gap filler so Harry can learn potions. Once this story is done the main part of the overall story will pick up again and we'll be on the final leg of the story. Hope ya'll can hang around 'til then.

"Phoenixus"

"Atlantian"

Chapter 5: Lessons And Mistakes

"Harry, are you doing anything to prepare for your first class?" Eliz asked from the sitting room while Harry dressed in some robes that were appropriate for his class.

"Yes dear! I used a Knalor Samiz so I could ingest only the book about which ingredients shouldn't be mixed," Harry called back making sure he stressed he only used the knowledge summoner once due to what happened last time he used it.

"HARRY! You know you're not supposed to use that! Remember what you did to yourself before? What happens if you become addicted again," she screeched.

"Believe me Eliz, I have no urge to use that thing any time in the foreseeable future. It gave me a right big headache from using it on one book," Harry responded calmly while massaging his temples.

"Good," was all she said before walking into the bedroom where he was finishing getting dressed so she could try to rub some of the tension from his shoulders. hopefully to help get rid of the headache, as they didn't have any headache potion on hand. "You'd best get going honey, you don't want to be late."

"I'll be back for lunch," he told her. Then he gave her a quick kiss and walked quickly out of their rooms with the supplies he was told to bring. During his walk, he reflected on the short week he'd had since their conversation with the Headmaster. In which they arranged his tutelage. That day they had seen their rooms, which were small in Atlantian standards, just a bedroom, sitting room, and a large bathroom. They had also gone back to Hogsmeade and picked up all of their possessions before paying for their room and going to get the supplies they hadn't inadvertently gotten in Diagon Alley. Once they returned to Hogwarts they spent the rest of the day unpacking and arranging things how they wanted them in their rooms.

The next day they had spent reviewing the spell books to find out how much had changed and how much had been lost. Luckily they could do wordless wandless magic so until they learned modern day incantations they could get the same results with ancient spells without anyone knowing the wiser. This pretty much continued for most of the following days, though Eliz made sure that Harry spent at least half of the time looking through various potions texts so he wouldn't go into the class without at least an idea of what was going to happen. They were granted a full 8 days before Harry needed to begin classes so they could get used to life in a castle, not that either of them needed it, but nobody needed to know they had spent quite a bit of time living in the Atlantian Castle, which had been most likely reduced to rubble after it was sunk beneath the sea close to 6,000 years prior.

Harry continued his musings all the way to the potions classroom where his instructor was waiting, he had met this man several days and had been immediately impressed by not only the kindness that shone in his eyes but the knowledge that they seemed to hold. From what he was told of his instructor, Gauri Lendella, the man had been part of a pure-blood family until he was cast out when it was found out that he had not much more power than a squib. From the day he was cast out of the family Gauri dedicated his life to the only field of magic that he would be able to control, potions. He independently studied them throughout his teen years until he was apprenticed to Snivelus Draconus, who brought him up to and past the level of potions mastery within a few short years. After a few more years studying abroad independently, Gauri took his exam and tied the record for highest score on the exam. After completing the exam he began teaching at Hogwarts, until the start of the war in which his lack of magical skills wouldn't be of use in defending the school so he resigned his position to allow Albus to hire someone who could defend the school if need be. He still helped out whenever he could by tutoring anyone Albus felt was trustworthy. Harry came out of his internal monologue when he realized he was standing outside of the classroom they were allotted for their sessions.

"Well, no time like the present," Harry said to himself before knocking.

"Enter," he heard Gauri's voice call from the other side of the door. Harry opened the door to find a normal enough looking classroom with all of the chairs placed on the desks except on the one at the very front of the room. "Ah Harry, good you're right on time. Bring your things up here and we'll begin."

"Ok Professor," Harry replied enthusiastically.

"Now don't go calling me Professor, I won't have any of that hogwash. Call me Gauri," he replied with a kind smile.

"Alright…Gauri," Harry said testing the name out before deciding it wasn't too strange to say it to someone who was suppose to be his instructor. He set his supplies, cauldron, and first-year text onto the workbench/desk that was apparently set up for his use before looking up to see what he was suppose to do next.

"Now Harry, Have you done any studying before coming here," Gauri asked to try and gauge where he needed to start with this apprentice.

"I've read through 'What Ingredients Not To Mix' a few times, I haven't really had enough time to begin on any of the other texts yet," Harry told him, only half truthful.

"That's alright at least you have that much covered. It saves us some time if we don't have to go through what can and cannot be mixed. Now, why don't you open your book to page 17 and begin with fungi draft. It's a fairly basic draft that grows magical fungi that is useful in a few of the more advanced potions," Gauri instructed. Harry silently obeyed the instructions, opening his book to the correct page and making sure he had the correct ingredients out.

"I find it easier if I write out the instructions before doing anything else if I don't know how to brew the potion, that way I can cross things off as I go along to make sure I don't miss any steps," Gauri hinted. Harry immediately decided it was sage advice and set to copy the instructions down, unfortunately though, Harry wasn't paying attention to the language he began to write them down in as it was as natural for him to write in English as it was in Atlantian. "What language is that," Gauri asked when he looked at the paper to see how Harry would organize his notes.

"Huh?"

"The language you wrote your notes in, what is it," Gauri asked perplexed. As a potions master he needed to be able to at least identify most known languages so he could either find an interpreter or use the correct spell to translate the offending document. Harry looked down at what he wrote and realized his error, and not knowing what languages Gauri knew and what ones he didn't he didn't think he could take a chance and say that it was just a foreign tongue.

"Um…My own version of shorthand. I devised it several years ago so nobody could go through my notes," Harry said making something up on the spot. It's not like he could be proven wrong, Atlantian wasn't known in these days and the only sources where the language was even written down were in his library. Harry felt he was pretty safe in this lie.

"That's quite ingenious of you, but why do you use it here," Gauri asked.

"It's habit I guess. Whenever I begin taking notes I just start using it," Harry answered.

"Alright," Gauri replied somewhat suspiciously. Harry continued taking his notes in Atlantian not to arouse any more doubt in his teachers mind. After that he began preparing his ingredients, occasionally being corrected in how to cut something, or how much something should be ground up. By the end of the lesson the potion turned out rather well and Harry was pleased with his work. He felt that he would learn a lot from Gauri, but hope that he could avoid making him more suspicious in the future.

"Thank you for the advice Gauri," Harry said sincerely.

"Not a problem Harry, before next lesson I want you to brew the next three potions in the book and bring a sample of them with you. You should have enough supplies without needing any from the stores to be able to complete them," Gauri instructed, "And bring legible notes with you on your brewing process so I can review how you completed each potion."

"Sure," Harry replied before he began packing his things up, "Same time tomorrow?"

"Yes, and here again tomorrow," Gauri answered before following him out the door and heading off in a different direction. Harry could only feel that things were about to take a turn for the worse at this point. Nothing I can do about that now, Harry thought before returning to his and Eliz's rooms to begin his homework. What he didn't realize was that Gauri was heading in the direction of the Headmaster's office.

(Break)

Albus was enjoying a leisurely afternoon in his office with his lemon drops and a warm fire crackling in the fireplace. Voldemort had been relatively inactive for the past few months which worried him, but he was going to take breaks where he could get them. Just as he was about to reach for another of his infamous lemon drops he heard a loud knock on his door, odd, I wasn't expecting any visitors.

"Enter," he called. In walked in a very perplexed looking Gauri which was not a normal thing when you consider how frighteningly intelligent the young man was. "How can I help you Gauri?"

"Albus, what can you tell me about Mr. Samiz," Gauri asked getting straight to the point not even bothering with pleasantries which wasn't like the man at all.

"I'm afraid not much is known about them at all. He and his wife showed up almost out of thin air nearly two weeks ago and nobody I have talked to before that has ever heard of them before. They are both firmly entrenched in the light, and they have been reported to have sold two volumes of the ancient Atlantian library of Alex Flourish, which I might say he paid less than half their value up front but with the sale of half of his portion of the bookshops it will be more than made up, why do you ask?" Now Albus was intrigued, it wasn't often that someone ruffled the younger man's feathers this much.

"When we began class today I told him it would be easier if he were to copy the directions out of the book so he could cross things off as he finished them. He did so, but the language he wrote in was something I've never seen before. He tried to play it off as a personal shorthand, but as it wasn't any quicker than writing the original text I would have to say it was a different language I've never even seen before," Gauri explained, emphasizing the word 'seen' so he could make the old mage understand his current befuddlement.

"Would you happen to remember what it looked like," Albus asked intrigued.

"Of course, I made sure I memorized some of it so I could try and track down the language," Gauri replied indignantly. He picked up a quill and walked over to the desk before writing down '4 sarenae ranwet tialare' and next to it he wrote '4 severed newt tails'. "That's what he wrote and that's what it should have been if he copied it directly from the book as it looked." When he looked up, Gauri couldn't believe his eyes, the ever unsurprisable Albus Dumbledore had a look of shock on his face! "You've seen it! Where? What is it?"

"I've only seen something that closely resembles it once quite a while ago, but if I'm right then our guests have quite a few more secrets than I first suspected," Albus said when he regained the color in his face. "I need to go and speak with someone about this urgently, we'll know about this soon enough I suspect."

"Let me come with you," Gauri practically demanded in an effort to learn more that could further his potions knowledge. The only confirmation he received was a nod of the head from the old mage before they both left the office rather quickly and headed towards Hogsmead so they could floo to Diagon Alley.

A/N: Well, that's all folks, for this chapter at least. I'd like to say thanks to Thanach for getting this back to me fairly quickly so I could get it up. Again, I'm sorry it took so long for me to get the chapter out. There should be two chapters left to the story, the next chapter will be focusing less on his potions tutelage and more on his parents and throwing Dumbledore off the trail.

Review responses:

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Danny boy: You're right, this is a filler story, just to basically get the potions tutelage out of the way and set a couple things up for the next story. I hope you enjoy the next story more!

Uten: I won't be saving Harry's parents, I agree it's slightly over-done. I'll be doing some other things to make these final few chapters interesting before they go back, but as this is more or less a filler story it won't be too interesting. Hope you enjoy!

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