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"His name is Lord Voldemort."
'Harry mentioned that name to me during the first days of the schoolyear,' the kitsune reminded himself. 'So Harry's fought this wizard before, then? That's incredible..."
"I want you to try to stop this Dark Lord from hurting anyone inside the school," ordered Koenma. "You must stop him at all costs, or he will continue to harm the students within Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and I will not allow such unjustice to occur on my watch. Botan and I will be busy for months trying to sort everything out..."
"As soon as I sense anything strange or suspicious, I will be sure to investigate it," he assured.
"I'm glad to here it. I'm trusting you, Kurama," Koenma said, wrapping up the conversation. "Oh, and if you see Hiei, try to ask him to actually help us out for a change. I didn't send him on this mission for nothing." The screen went black, and the fox demon stashed the communicator back under his four poster bed.
In whole, the kitsune could not say that it was positive or reassuring. It was now almost definite that Yusuke and Kuwabara were out of the picture, seeing as their memories were most likely wiped clean, and that they didn't even have a clue as to who Genkai or Botan were. It didn't seem likely that he'd receive help from the fire demon either; if Hiei chose not to or to do something, he stuck with it stubbornly. If he was avoiding Kurama, then chances were he wasn't in any mood to help. The best thing that it seemed he could do right now was to question Harry Potter and Albus Dumbledore to see what they know about this Lord Voldemort character.
"Who was that?" Harry asked, standing expectantlyin the doorway. He stood there with his arms crossed, waiting for his friend to answer him.
"The prince of the Spirit World," the demon replied truthfully. There was no need to lie to a friend that already knew about the separate worlds. "He called in for a report on the school."
"And?"
"Two of my teammates have had their memories altered somehow, I'm afraid," he admitted solemnly, "while the third won't help or speak to any of us at all. I'm the only one, other than Genkai, of course, left."
"Boy, and I thought studying for N.E.W.T.S. were hard," Harry whistled softly, shoving his hands into his robe pockets. "Is there anything I can do to help you out?"
"You could tell me a bit more about someone called Lord Voldemort," Kurama suggested. "That would definitely be a solid starting point."
"Sure, no problem," the boy replied. He walked himself over to his bed and sat down. The fox demon did the same. "Professor Dumbledore, I'm sure will know more about Voldemort than I do, but I can tell you enough so you get a general idea about him," Harry explained.
"Voldemort's mum was a witch and his father was a muggle. His name was originally Tom Riddle, after his father," he began. "Unfortunately, he was orphaned, and later became a Slytherin at Hogwarts School. Figures," he added sourly. "He has the ability to speak to snakes, like I do, and on more than one occasion, he's set a basilisk loose into our school."
'So this is the dark wizard responsible for the attacked Koenma mentioned,' Kurama thought out.
"After a while, Tom Riddle changed his name to Lord Voldemort and began searching for a way to become immortal."
'That is possible,' Kurama thought to himself, being reminded grudgingly about the eldest of the Toguro brothers.
Harry continued with, "There was also a prophecy about me that Voldemort got ahold of, and shortly after I was born, he set out to kill me." He sighed, slightly put down by having to relive those details."My parents were killed by him. The only reason I survived with nothing but this scar on my forehead is because they risked their lives trying to save me. I'll never be able to forgive that monster for what he's done. Killing mmy parents, and last year, my godfather..." his voice trailed off, his throat too choked up and he was unable to continue.
"I'm sorry, Harry," Kurama acknowledged his friend's sorrow. He too knew how it felt to lose a good friend.
"I'm not going to let him hurt anyone else," Harry stated firmly. "Kurama, since you partners are sort of... out of commision, I want to help you fight Lord Voldemort."
"I wouldn't ask anything less of you, Harry," the kitsune smiled. It was people like Harry Potter that could change the world. Strong, loving, determined, forgiving... it didn't matter if you were brutally strong as long as you didn't use your gift to try to help people. It was funny to the fox how much alike Harry Potter and Yusuke Urameshi really were. When Yusuke regains his memory, his real memory, Kurama told himself, I'll introduce him to Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
Genkai was still testing the truth serums on the students at the beginning or end of every Defense class, but she needed to switch over to a more serious study for the upcoming N.E.W.T.S.
"Wands are a simple tool that most witches and witches use when performing spells," she began, pacing herself evenly around the room of the Griffindor and Slytherin students, "but they are, in reality, just an extention of your soul that causes magic to be performed in a simpler fashion. Does anyone in this room have an idea where I'm going with this? How about you, Weasley?"
"You want us to make a wand?" the red head tried desperately.
"Incorrect," Genkai retorted loudly. "Do I have any other possible ideas? You, in the back row."
A tall, blonde Slytherin lowered his arm and ran his fingers through his hair. His grey eyes gazed at the Defense teacher cooly as he answered, "You plan to teach us to cast spells without the use of a wand."
"That's correct. Five points to Slytherin," Genkai announced, nodding respectfully at the boy. "Do you know why being able to cast spells without a wand is important, mister..."
"EnLaur," the boy smiled handsomely. "Whitney EnLaur, professor. And yes, if you wand becomes disabled during a battle, you will still be able to use magic and spells if you are taught how."
"Who's that?" Kurama asked a nearby Slytherin.
"Whitney EnLaur's a french wizard," the girl whispered. "He doesn't have an accent though because he moved closer to the school when he was six years old. He's a seventh year prefect, and Zambini's his best mate. For some reason though, he's not too fond of Draco. I've heard it's because EnLaur's a muggle-lover, but I don't know for sure."
'This must be a girl happy to gossip information to any willing listeners,' Kurama thought curiously. "I see, thank you," he said, then turning back to Genkai.
"Everyone, now I'd like you to pair up and attempt to cast a spell on you partner," she ordered. The students got up and spread themselves out through the classroom. Harry and Ron were partners while Hermione and Kurama went together.
After a few minutes, Hermioen successfully caught Kurama's robe on fire. Luckily for the demon, who could already perform magic without the use of a wand, he was able to call a spell that caused the flames to vanish.
"Kurama, oh I am so sorry!" Hermione exclaimed, her hands clasped over her mouth.
"Hermione, it's not a problem," Kurama assured her. "I'm still here now, aren't I?"
"Well, at least I have the satisfication that some of my students are getting this task done right," Genkai stated. "You two, Potter, and EnLaur are the only ones to succeed so far, and what Granger did wasn't as bad as the other two were; Potter called forth a broom that hit Weasley upside the head and knocked him brainless, and EnLaur's spell caused Urameshi's hair to turn lime green, and his tongue yellow. The boy's at the Hospital Wing- hopefully Madam Profery can fix that up." Kurama thought humorously of what Yusuke would look like with lime green harry and a yellow tongue and laughed out loud. That caused Hermione to burst into a fit of giggles. Even Genkai chuckled softly.
"Oi, Harry! You're going to turn me black and blue at this rate," Ron moaned, massaging his arm.
"I don't mean to do it, Ron, you know that," Harry defended himself. "That's what I'm casting on the object, and that's just what ends up happening."
"Well, if you keep calling out spells that give me more physical damage, I'll send my owl after you, and he's bloody annoying when he wants to be."
"Okay, okay," Harry laughed quickly."No damaging spells. Got it." He smirked playfully at Ron, who shrugged as if to say, "Good enough for me." They left to continue with their lesson.
AN: Wow, where did the time go? It seems just like last week I was on chapter one, and now I'm on the 18th! Go figure. Sorry, but I'm cutting the Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson in half, and the rest'll be in chapter 19. I don't want to make this chapter too long, and the next too short, so this seems like the best thing to do.
Animefouryou, silverkaze013, xshadowfirex, kyo's little koneko, CEED, Time and Fate- thanks for reviewing on chapter 18!
I'm thinking about making a Q & A session for A Journey to Hogwarts. Send me an email (which you can find when you click on "email" on my homepage) and tell me what you want to ask one of the characters. If I get ten questions or somewhere on that line, I'll post it!
Thanks a lot! See you in Chapter 19 :)