Heart of an Alchemist
(A/N)
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OK people. I am SOOOOOOOOO sorry if you're not into this series for the next couple of chapters, but this series is an important part for the storyline so read and bear with me. Again I am sorry if you don't like this series!
Chapter Eleven
Jiminy flipped through the pages of the miniature journal until he found the right profile. "Ahh, here it is. This world is called…"
Sora squinted his eyes and read the world's name in the tiny journal. "Hey!" he exclaimed. All eyes turned to him as he pulled a slip of paper from his pocket and unfolded it. "This is the place that Merlin told us to go to ta' learn magic."
"Magic?" Winry asked. "You mean you guys were doing magic back there against Clayton!"
Sora and Donald nodded as Winry's mouth dropped like an anvil. "What do you think we were doin'?"
"I don't really know! I just thought you were doing some weirdo alchemy or something! I mean it kind of looked like alchemy! But I guess you guys don't know any alchemy, do ya?"
"Not a thing," Goofy proclaimed almost as if he was proud.
"Yes-yes-yes-yes-yes-yes-yes-yes-yes—YES!" bellowed Sora, all eyes locking onto him a second time as he jumped up and down. "Alright! Let's zip over there so I can learn some new spells! Hahaha! I wanna learn lightning and… and fire! Yea, I wanna learn fire! That way I can cook the Heartless like crispy, unbuttered toast, haha! Oh this is gonna be so great!"
"Calm down, Sora. We need to get there first, besides you don't even know how you'd learn or who would teach you any magic," said Winry, Sora collapsing grumpily into a chair at her true statement.
Jiminy closed his little journal and turned to them. "Actually I know someone who knows a great deal of magic on this world. A great man he is."
"Who is it?" questioned Edward.
"Oh, I'm sure you'll run into him sooner or later. Besides, wouldn't it be more fun for you all if you didn't know what to expect?"
"Fun for you when we come back and tell you about all the crap we had to go through and there was a simple solution that you knew the answer to."
"Now Edward, I would never do that!" Jiminy said defensively, but not as if he meant it.
"That's fine, we'll just head down there and find something out for ourselves," Donald announced, powering up the jets. He already knew a great deal of spells and wasn't too interested in having a review or adding anything to his list right now.
"Yes!" whooped Sora, jumping up and pasting his nose against the window, staring at the new and mysterious world that lay ahead.
"Yeah, yeah now Jiminy, could you at least tell us the guys name?" Edward questioned.
"Oh, all right," said Jiminy as if the fun had been sucked out of life.
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"Wonder if we could sneak in with the first years without being noticed," said a fourteen-year old boy with wild red hair. "We could just say that we are tall for our age."
"Yes well, their certainly going to fall for that when they see me, whom many know is most certainly not a first year," replied a boy of similar age with messy black hair and a pair of round glasses resting on his nose.
They trotted quickly across a wide-open field towards a gigantic castle.
"Just a thought."
"Say, did you hear that?" Turning around the boy stared through his glasses at a giant forest.
"No, and I'd like to stay away from that bloody forest if you don't mind."
"It sounded like something mechanical," the black-haired boy said, ignoring his comment.
"C'mon, you know that technology stuff doesn't work around here. Now hurry up, we're going to be late enough as it is." The red-haired boy began running towards the castle. The other boy took one last glance at the forest then turned and sped after his friend.
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"Dang, where's this place?" Sora hopped out of the Gummi Ship and looked around to find they had landed in a dark – and somewhat eerie – forest. Goofy, Donald and Edward hopped out after him – Winry had decided to stay in the Gummi Ship. She wasn't interested in magic of any kind.
"Gawrsh, looks kinda creepy to me," Goofy commented. There was an eerie fog lingering a few feet away, making it impossible to see deeper into the forest and the tall trees blocked the moon's glow.
"Whoa, nice place." They turned and looked to where Edward had gestured.
"A hut?" Sora asked looking at a little hut with no lights shining through the windows.
"No you idiot," Donald sighed pathetically, "Past that."
Sora looked past the empty little hut and saw a huge dark castle, sitting proudly on a hill. "Whoa!" he exclaimed, Donald's feathered hand clapping his forehead. Edward walked out of the trees and into the large field towards the castle. "Where you goin', Ed?"
"To the castle. There's bound to be somebody there, like that Dumbly-somethin' guy Jiminy told us to talk to. Besides I'm not to interested in finding out what kind of creatures live in there."
Sora looked back at the fog and started to wonder what could be inside the dark…. creepy…. maybe monster-filled—
"OK, let's go guys!" Sora began marching after Edward at top speed, Donald and Goofy as well.
They walked up to the large doors of the castle. "Now what?" asked Sora. Edward shrugged. Grabbing hold of doorknob ring, Edward pulled the door open. It was much lighter than he thought it would be, as if pushing itself open. Donald pocked his beaked face and peered inside. There was a large room inside, an opening on the left side and a large door on the right. Strait across from the door was a giant stairway leading to two pathways on its right and left.
"No one's here," he stated, waddling into the castle. The others followed inside and looked around. Goofy looked to his right and left after entering. Two giant hourglasses were on either side. The two on his left had red and blue rubies inside, the ones on his left had green and yellow. Each of the hourglasses had a golden figure placed at the top. The red had a lion, blue had a raven, green had a snake and yellow had a badger.
"Where should we go?" Sora asked, gazing up at the tall ceiling.
"Let's try and find that guy or at least someone who knows him."
"Oi, do you here that?" Goofy asked, lifting up one of his floppy ears. The others quieted down and listened too.
Two voices muffled through the door argued. "It wouldn't have taken so long if you hadn't insisted that we look in the window."
"Calm down mate, just wanted to see if they had started dinner yet."
"Well, Dumbledore's not there yet so I guess we have some time." They heard a metallic clunk outside the door.
"Hide!" Edward ordered in a whisper. The group began to scatter around as the door slowly opened. Edward and Sora ran over to one small door. Opening it, a few shelves and some cleaning tools were inside. They stuffed themselves inside when Donald and Goofy came pushing inside too. "Get out, there's not enough room!"
"Be quiet! They're comin'!" Donald snapped. Closing the closet door, they heard footsteps echo through the hall, they all struggled to keep silent without falling out of the closet.
"We're lucky," said one of the people who had just entered. "They're running a little late tonight."
"Yeah but we're still going to get in trouble with that dumb bloke, Snape. And McGonagall's not to nice about these things either."
"Suppose you're right. Hey, who's there?"
Sora clapped a hand over his mouth a second too late. Edward's Automail foot had crunched his toes and a yelp escaped his lungs. "Come on out, we know you're there!" said the person.
"But if you're dangerous you can stay in there!" exclaimed his friend with a quiver. Sora pushed Edward off his foot, creating a domino effect and soon they were all on the ground outside the closet.
"Blimey! Sorry mates, Polyjuice Potions only work for human transformations," remarked the one who had suggested they stay in the closet. Standing up, the four looked up and saw two boys standing in front of them.
One boy had wild red hair, freckles and greenish eyes. The other boy had unbrushed, black hair that stood every-which-way, a pair of round glasses and green eyes. They were both fairly tall and wore similar clothes. A white collared shirt with a gray vest slipped over it. They both had long black coats with a little crest stitched on the left chest. The crest was shaped like a badge that was checkered red and yellow with a gold lion on it. They also wore ties that had red and yellow stripes. The black-haired boy had khaki pants, the red head had black pants and they both had black shoes. Edward also noticed a scar in the shape of a lightning bolt lingering on the black-haired boy's forehead.
"Polyjuice Potion?" Sora stood up and helped Donald to his feet, Goofy doing the same for Ed.
"Well, yeah. I mean how else could those two get that way. But blimey, even Hermoine kept her clothes when she got mixed up. Where are your pants?" the red head said to Donald.
"What year are you four in?" asked the black-haired boy.
"Bloody hell, where are your robes? You're dressed stranger than the Muggles at Halloween!"
Sora looked down at himself and the others. Compared to the two's uniform they did seem pretty crazy. "Uh yeah, well we were just doin' this for a little fun. But we got lost along the way when we were looking for someone."
"Who are you looking for?" asked the black-haired boy politely.
"A guy named Albus Dumbledore," said Edward. "Do you two know him or anyone who does?"
The two boys stared at him like he was an alien. "Did you blokes hit your heads? Of course we know 'im! Everyone in this school knows 'im! Heck, pretty much everyone in the wizarding worlds knows 'im!"
This statement baffled Sora. 'Wow! The guy who's gonna teach me magic is this famous! He must be really good!' Sora began creating an image of a young man, with muscles and sharp eyes and glowing magical fists. "Wow!" he muttered to himself.
"Well," began the black-haired boy, "I suppose we could take you to him. But I'm not too sure where he is. Normally he'd be in the Great Hall right about now, welcoming the first years, but he's not."
"Suppose he could be in his office," suggested the other boy. "We could go there, if he's not there we'd probably run into him on his way to the Great Hall. But it would be easier to just go to Sorting Ceremony and dinner and then talk to 'im."
"No," said Edward. "Take us to him now. Then we'll go to this sorting dinner if we don't find him."
"Suppose it'd be all right," said the black-haired boy. "Follow us." He turned and began walking up the giant staircase.
"We're going to be even later though," said the other boy, following after his friend. Edward and the others followed up the staircase.
"Wait a second," said Sora. "What're your names?"
"I'm Ron, Ron Weasley," said the red head. "You?"
"I'm Sora."
"Edward Elric."
"Goofy, and this here's Donald."
"What about you?" said Sora, referring to the boy with black hair.
Ron and the other boy stopped and turned to them with faces like they had just been asked if they were three years old. "You don't know 'im?" Sora and the others looked from one to the other next to them. Ron lifted the messy bangs from the boy's forehead, revealing a scar that was shaped like a lightning bolt. "This ring any bells!"
Again they looked back at him, clueless. "No, should we know him?"
Ron looked at his friend with huge eyes, his friend looked sort of embarrassed, but somewhat pleased at the same time. "I'm Harry Potter," he introduced finally.
"What's so special about that?" Donald asked.
Ron threw his hands into the air. "You've gotta be kiddin' me! Do not tell me you're serious! Please!"
"Gawrsh, Donald's almost powerless to be otherwise," said Goofy with a chuckle.
"So your telling me that you've never heard of Harry Potter! You know, The Boy Who Lived!" Again Ron was answered with mismatched eyebrows.
"Shove off it, Ron. C'mon, we've got to find Professor Dumbledore." Harry hopped up the last of the stairs with a joyful skip, then rushed to his right.
"I still say you fell out of that closet too hard," mumbled Ron.
"The hell was that about?" Donald whispered. All the others could do was shrug.
Ron and Harry led Edward and the others through a few hallways. On all the walls there were windows and giant portraits that moved! The figures in the paintings moved from one frame to the other, visiting with other painting characters and waving to the group as they walked by. "We're going to have to take the stairs to get there," said Harry, pushing open a door that led to an enormously tall room filled from top to bottom with staircases.
Goofy looked around at the portraits then noticed something. "Hey, there aren't any stairs that we can get to."
Sora looked around and found his statement was fact. "Yeah, he's right. How are we supposed to get up to them?"
Ron sighed and tapped his foot impatiently. "Sorry 'bout that. The staircases have never been the quickest of things." Sora begun to ask what he meant but his question was soon answered. A rumbling sound started from above them. "Finally!" Ron said. The lowest staircase rumbled and shook for a second, then moved it's lower end right out of place! It moved down and placed itself neatly at their feet. Harry and Ron began walking up the staircase. "C'mon, this way," he called back. Goofy, Donald and Edward looked curiously at the staircase then followed up. Sora forced his legs forward, staring at the stairs in awe. All the strange things he had seen at this weird school was amazing, yet Harry and Ron acted as though it were as normal as blinking. The excitement inside him bubbled madly, ready to burst out.
After walking up a few of the wondrous staircases Harry and Ron turned into on of the corridors they connected to. There was a twisted hall inside with quite a few doors and various suits of armor. Finally Harry stopped right next to a large statue of a gargoyle.
"Now what?" Ron asked.
"Not sure actually. The password changes every year. It could be anything."
"Ah, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley." An old man appeared to their right through the dim lit corridor. There were wrinkles under his eyes, a pair of small glasses resting on his pointed nose, and had a long white beard flowing from his face. He wore a festive red, gold and orange patterned robe and a pointed hat. "I was just talking to some of the portraits down the hall. What could you two be doing down here? Oh, I see you've brought some guests with you. Here, come into my office so we can talk more comfortably and have a bit of Liquorish Snaps."
"Yes Professor Dumbledore," said Harry and Ron together. The old man, Dumbledore, walked in front of the gargoyle statue and said, "Blood Pops." The gargoyle's eyes glowed yellow for a moment and the gargoyle sprang to life, jumping to its left and revealing a staircase. Dumbledore marched forward followed by Ron and Harry. Donald then waddled after them, Goofy, Edward and Sora walked up as well.
When Sora's shoes had both come in contact with the staircase the gargoyle leapt back to its place in front of the entrance. Edward looked back at the statue with intrigue, but Sora barely noticed. His eyes were fixed upon the back of the old man. 'This is Dumbledore! I thought he was a powerful magician, not some old man who hands out Ginger Snaps! How could he be so great?'
After climbing a few more stairs they came into a room filled with strange gadgets and vials filled with colored liquids sat on shelves. Dumbledore opened a wooden door and motioned them all forward. After gathering inside a large room filled with bookshelves and moving portraits, mirrors and desks, Dumbledore sat in a large comfy-looking chair at a long desk. "Make yourselves comfortable, help yourself to some Liquorish Snaps." Dumbledore motioned to a bowl full of dark shell-shaped candies on a nearby table. Goofy reached for it when a few pieces jumped up and bit into his finger! "Be careful! They're quite sharp. Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, come here please." Harry and Ron walked up to him. The old man reached behind his desk and pulled an old, worn-out, pointed hat and handed it to them. "If you would be so kind, please take it to the Great Hall and tell Professor McGonagall that I send my apologies for being late tonight. I have some business to attend to but will be arriving soon. And don't take your time."
"Yes sir," they said and walked out of the room.
"Why, Albus! It's been so long! How are you doing lately? The students behaving well for the past few years?"
"Oh yes, Jiminy. The past few years have been quite exciting though," replied Dumbledore.
"Hey!" Sora put his chin up to Dumbledore's desk and glared at a small green cricket that hopped happily. "Jiminy? What are you doing here?"
"I hopped into your pocket when you were leaving, I just wanted to see my old friend is all."
"What about Winry?"
"Well you left so quickly I didn't get to tell her I was leaving. I suppose I should've left a note or something, not that she would be able to read it and a larger one would've taken to long."
"You know she's going to squish you when you get back to the ship," said Edward.
"That's expected, I probably deserve it. But now I suggest that we get down to business, Albus."
"Yes, Jiminy," replied Dumbledore. "Judging by what your King said I can infer that this young man is the Bearer of the Key and that is the Keyblade he spoke of?" he asked gesturing to Sora and the weapon hanging from his belt.
"Yes, this is Sora. The Keyblade chose him as its master."
"I see. And these two must be his loyal followers."
"Yes, this is Donald and that's Goofy."
"And this young man?"
"Edward Elric, I sorta got picked up along the way," Edward said.
"I see," said Dumbledore with a strange twinkle in his eye. "Your King also said some things about Ansem and the creatures called Heartless. I am disappointed to say that there have been noticeable sightings of the creatures, I believe. They have been somewhat active but nothing serious has happened, yet."
"Looks like another world we gotta lock up, eh Sora?" said Goofy.
Sora sighed. "Yeah." He was hoping that the Heartless had stayed away from this world so he could focus on learning magic.
"The sooner the better I say. I suppose you will need to stay around on this world for a while to find the door to the heart of this world."
"That's right," said Jiminy.
"Well if that's so…" Dumbledore reached into his robes and pulled a wooden stick in the shape of a wand out. Raising the wand and pointing it towards Donald and Goofy, a green stream of light shot from its end. The light circled around Donald and Goofy. The others closed their eyes from the bright light, but when it died down two unfamiliar figures stood in Donald and Goofy's place.
"You'll need to blend in," finished Dumbledore. Donald and Goofy looked down at their new bodies.
Goofy was as tall as ever and still had big dark eyes. He had a long face and a little pointed nose. He had black hair that went halfway down his nape, except for two locks of hair that flowed down to his shoulder in place of his floppy ears. And generally he was quite handsome.
Donald was no taller than a child the age from eight to ten. He was a little chubby and had narrowed dark eyes. His hair was short and snow white; his skin was so pale it almost blended in with his hair. The two were both in similar uniforms as Ron and Harry were wearing.
"Gawrsh! What's this?" Goofy asked. A brown stick that was similar to Dumbledore's wand was sitting in between Donald and Goofy's fingers.
"And where are our weapons?" Donald asked.
"Those are your weapons. I'll explain in a moment, but first Sora, I'm going to need you to hold out the Keyblade for me."
Sora took the Keyblade out of his belt and put it out in front of his chest towards Dumbledore. "Like this?"
"Yes. Edward, please step up next to your friend." Edward did as he was asked. Dumbledore then pointed his wand at them and the same green light shot around them. When it went out Sora and Edward's clothes had changed to that of the robed uniforms, a wand had also replaced the Keyblade. Edward's Automail arm was still concealed under a glove, even thought the others had all lost their gloves. "Good now, I'll explain. The wands are your weapons, but you can't very be walking around with those around here. They are not permanently like that. If you concentrate on their original form they will return to it. Try."
Sora looked at the wand and tried to think of the Keyblade. "That was easy," said Donald. His wand had already returned to its normal figure. Goofy squinted his eyes and imagined his shield, concentrating on that image. Suddenly, the wand in his hand grew large and round, forming his familiar shield.
"Got it!" Goofy announced. Sora closed his eyes as Goofy had and created the image of the Keyblade. The small wooden grip of the wand grew cold and bulged up in his hand. When he opened his eyes, the Keyblade had returned.
"Yes!" he said.
"Edward, I see that you don't have a weapon with you so I will have to bring you your wand tomorrow as well as a few other things. Sora, Donald, Goofy I suggest that you turn those back into wands. I'll meet you out in the hallway after you do so." Dumbledore stood up from his chair and walked out of the room and down the staircase, Jiminy riding on his shoulder. Donald easily switched his wand's appearance; Goofy switched his shield to the wand after him. Sora took a moment longer to switch the Keyblade's form. After they were all changed they marched down the stairs.
Dumbledore was waiting in front of the magical gargoyle that hopped out of their way as they exited his office. "Shall we go then?" Dumbledore led them out of the hallway and down the moving staircases, soon enough they were standing in the large entrance room where they and met Harry and Ron. "It's time to go into the Great hall. By now they should be through plenty of the sorting unless Ron and Harry dilly-dallied along the way. Let's not waist anymore time." Dumbledore turned towards the large door on the right of the entrance.
"Wait!" Edward said. "We left one of our friends in our Gummi Ship. I think we should take her with us."
"Very well, go get her," Dumbledore said. Edward rushed out of the large door and returned a few minutes later with Winry behind him.
"Whoa!" she said as she looked at Donald and Goofy. "Ed told me you two were turned into humans, but I didn't really believe it! Lookin' good, Goofy."
"Thank you kindly," Goofy said in reply.
Winry's attention then turned to Donald. "Donald…. Uh, nice pants." Donald rolled his eyes and Sora giggled while Ed hid a smirk behind his glove. "Uh, are you Dumbledore?" she asked, turning to the old wizard.
"Yes and you are?"
"Winry Rockbell."
"Nice to meet you. I see you have a pair of weapons, please hold them out." Winry took the Tonfa guns out of the khaki straps on her thighs and held them out. "Stand still please." Dumbledore waved his wand and another green light shot from its tip, surrounding her, then revealing a similar outfit as the other boys except she was wearing a long gray skirt, white socks that rose above her knees and black dress shoes. And just like the others a wand took the place of her weapons.
Winry's mouth hung open as she gazed down at herself. She felt the clothes that were now on her and ran her fingers through her free hair to realize her headband was gone too. "H-How'd you do that!"
"Magic," Sora said simply, feeling somewhat reassured that the man Dumbledore could be the powerful man he was told he was.
"Now, we must get to the last of the Sorting Ceremony. I'll have Jiminy explain things to you later and I'm sure your friends will teach you about the wand later, but first we must go." Dumbledore walked quickly towards the door. Without stopping he through his palm out and the door opened all by itself. Sora and the others followed quickly, somewhat afraid that the door might close on the, but it didn't until they were well out of its way. The large door led to a fairly large room that had a couple of doors and a short staircase. Dumbledore marched up the steps with the group close behind. "I'm going to call you up sooner or later. If there is still some left I want you to stand with the group of first years and you'll be able to tell what's going on."
Dumbledore then waved his hand and the large doors opened slightly for them to walk into. They walked into a gigantic room. There were four long tables with millions of children and teenagers sitting at each of them. The children all turned their eyes to the door as they entered. Sora ignored their stares and looked around the wondrous room. On the far side of the long room was a dais with a long table and a number of adults in strange robes sitting behind it. Sora then looked up and saw millions of lit candles floating in the air all around! But what really caught his attention was the ceiling. Instead of seeing a ceiling his gaze was met with billions of bright stars and groups of clouds against what looked like the dark blue sky. It looked very much like when they were outside earlier that night.
Dumbledore motioned for the group to stay at the door with a large group of children who looked to be about eleven years old. Some of them gave them shy looks considering they were at least a foot taller than them all – except for Edward who wasn't all that much taller than them. Goofy got most of the stares since he was at least two feet taller than them. No one noticed Donald since he was so short.
Dumbledore rushed up to the dais and took his place in front a cushioned chair with a large back. "Everyone, I am terribly sorry for being late. I deeply apologize for my absence. I trust Professor McGonagall gave my opening speech, now I will say a few words after the rest of the first years have sorted." Dumbledore then sat down in his chair.
An old woman with a pair of small glasses on her nose stood on the lowest step of the dais with a scroll in her hand and the old raggedy hat, Harry and Ron had taken earlier, in her other. She looked at the scroll and read the name, "Lora Lawson," out loud. A small, skinny girl with dark skin and dark hair walked up to the old woman and sat on a stool placed next to her. The woman placed the raggedy hat on the girl's head. The hat instantly sprang to life and began to speak.
"Ah! You're a sharp girl, plenty of bravery, very smart, quite cunning. Hmmm……. Gryffindor!" All around people burst into applause as the girl bounced of the stool and ran over to one of the middle tables, sitting down with a few other kids about her age. The people around her welcomed her with smiles and hand shakes. After everyone settled down the woman read another name off the list. "David Partin." The boy named David walked up to the stool. The hat called out 'Gryffindor' again. After a few more people four different names had been called out. Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin.
Finally the last of the children had been called and taken their seats, leaving Sora, Donald, Goofy, Winry and Edward standing awkwardly by the big door. Dumbledore stood up from his chair and began to speak.
"Hello everyone. Welcome to Hogwarts and welcome back. Again I apologize for being late. But now it is time to get down to business. First off, we have a group of wizards transferring from our sister schools.
"First we have Sora, transferring from Durmstrang."Sora walked forward as all the children had done when their names were called. He sat on the stool and the old woman placed the talking hat on his spiky hair and it sprang to life.
"Ah! This is the easiest one I've had all night! GRYFFINDOR!" exclaimed the hat. Cheers erupted from the students all over. Sora skipped over to one of the middle tables he had seen many others do.
"Over here!" said a voice. Sora looked around and spotted a boy with flaring red.
"Ron?" Sora walked over to him and sat down. Harry was on Ron's other side.
"So you're transfers, are you mate?" asked Ron. "Why didn't you just say so?"
"I'll tell you later," Sora said shaking a few hands of the people who were greeting him.
"Next we have Goofy, also transferring from Durmstrang," announced Dumbledore.
Goofy walked through the rows of tables – a few girls giggling and waving as he past, others marveling at his height – and sat on the stool. The old woman placed the hat on his dark head. "Hmmm, quite loyal and kind, true to your friends… Hufflepuff!" Cheers fired up again as Goofy walked over to the Hufflepuff table where people were gesturing for him to come to. He sat down with a smile and shook hands with those near him, then waved to Sora. Sora waved back somewhat disappointed that he wouldn't be with his friend.
"Next is Miss Winry Rockbell, transferring from Beauxbatons."
Winry marched confidently up to the stool and sat down. When the hat touched her head it gave a chuckle. "My, my, you have a lot of wit and courage. You care about your friends… not the most loyal person I've seen tonight, brains….. Ravenclaw!"Winry hopped off the stool and walked over to the table on the far right.
"And now we have Donald, from, of course, Durmstrang."
Donald waddled up to the stool and climbed up. "Hmmm," said the hat as it settled on his white hair. "Plenty of courage, not much for chivalry, excellent gift for magic…. ah, Ravenclaw!" Donald climbed off the stool and waddled over to the Ravenclaw table, climbing onto the seat next to Winry.
"And last but certainly not least, from Durmstrang we have Edward Elric."
Edward walked up to the stool. The hat was placed on his blond hair. "My, my! You have quite a bit of courage. Skill, very smart," said the hat, its voice dropped to a whisper, "Haven't seen a mind like this since Mr. Potter came here." Edward glanced out of the corner of his eye at Harry who was whispering to Sora and Ron. "Or maybe even Riddle… What do you think? Slytherin could be a great place for you. Many powerful, almost dangerous, wizards have been placed there. But maybe it should be Gryffindor….. You have an interesting past…. Oh I suppose… GRYFFINDOR!" it yelled. Applause burst out as it had for everyone else. Edward seated himself next to Sora.
"All right! We're in the same group!" Sora said excitedly.
The applause died down as Dumbledore lifted his hands. "Speaking of our sister schools, I have an announcement that many of you will find exciting, but first I must introduce our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher." Everyone in the hall suddenly stopped whispering as if a taboo word had just been spoken. "I am pleased to introduce Professor Moody!"
A door on the right side of the dais opened and someone stepped through it. Sora and Edward thought it would be polite to clap for the new teacher, considering they themselves had been welcomed with a wide applause, but the room stayed as quite as a funeral as the man stepped into view so they felt awkward as their hands only came together twice. The only ones who really clapped were Dumbledore and a very large man with a tangled brown beard, but they soon stopped, letting the claps echo through the dead hallway. Sora and Edward suddenly realized why no one was clapping. They were too transfixed on his strange appearance.
He wasn't good looking in much of any way. He looked as if he was loosing hair and had a hooknose. But his strangest feature was that of his left eye. It was large as if it was swelled and had a brace around it.
"Mad-Eye Moody?" Ron muttered. Moody reached into his cloak and pulled out a hip flask and gulped the liquid inside it. "I'm betting that's not pumpkin juice." Moody then walked over to an empty seat and sat down, totally indifferent to the unwelcome feel in the room.
"Ah yes, as I was saying earlier. I have an exciting announcement to make. We have the honor of hosting a wondrous event here at our school over the next few months. This event has not been held for over a century.
"I am pleased to inform you that the Triwizard Tournament will be taking place at Hogwarts this year."
Everyone in the entire Great Hall burst out into surprised shouts and comments. "BLOODY HELL! YOU"RE JOKING!"
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Yes, yes! I put in aHarry Potter world! I appologize for those of who who aren't ino the series or like, despise it for some reason! For those who don't know, it will be taking place during the fourth book (Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire).
Review, and if you kill bring some Pheonix Downs!