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To mortalhelix: Umm… I haven't actually thought about that, though it's definitely an interesting point. I'm assuming that their real names would show up, unless they did something to it, or to themselves, or that no names would show up at all, because technically they don't exist. Unless the Marauders have already lost the map, of course.
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Chapter 18
'In light of recent events,' Harry began, with Ginny's lingering presence by his side reassuring him, 'we have decided that the Christmas duelling club will be extended through the rest of the school year. My colleagues and I have also discussed the possibility of a new training program with Headmaster Dumbledore, and we will be beginning on the theory of Magecraft today. Does anyone know what the different types of Magecraft are?'
Three hands hovered uncertainly between being raised and not. 'Yes, Miss Evans?' Ginny asked breezily.
'Academic Magecraft?' she asked.
Harry nodded, and chalked the name up on the blackboard. 'Five points to Gryffindor,' he said. 'Mr. Lupin?'
'War Magecraft,' he said, rather more confidently than Lily had.
'Another five points,' Ginny said as Harry chalked down Remus' answer next to Lily's. 'Was there something else, Mr. Snape?'
He scowled, and then said, 'Both types can be categorised as Elemental Magecraft. You're both Shadow Mages, aren't you?'
Ginny smiled. 'Excellent. Ten points to Slytherin. Now, can anybody tell me how Mr. Snape identified our elements?'
Sirius glowered at Snape, but other than that, the entire class exchanged bewildered looks.
'Your circlets,' Snape said finally, obviously tired of the silence in the room.
Ginny nodded. 'But it is not merely our circlets that determine our powers, is it? Our staves do, as well. A gold circlet represents fire or earth, silver represents wind or water, obsidian represents shadows, and moonstone represents light. On our staves, silver represents wind, sapphire or lapis represents water, a plain staff represents earth, brass represents fire, obsidian and moonstone, once again, represent light and shadows.
'Professor Patterson, here is unique in that he has two circlets and two staves; obsidian and moonstone.'
'Isn't that supposed to be impossible?' Sirius demanded, finally paying attention to what promised to be an interesting lesson.
'I think you'll find that the usual rules don't apply to Harry,' Ginny stated, and left it at that. 'Harry is essentially a Light Mage, just as, logically, I should not have been a Mage at all. Both Harry and I, though, have been, at some point in our lives, possessed by the Dark Lord, which gave us some Shadow Mage abilities.'
Cutting her off, his face flaming, Harry asked, 'Does anyone know how to tell the difference between Academic and War Mages, then?'
There were more hands this time, as the answer was somewhat easier to come by than the last. 'Academic Mages dress in common robes, while War Mages traditionally wear armour or battle robes,' Neville's mother spoke up from her seat next to Lily and James.
'Good,' Harry said, and almost laughed when Ginny said, a moment later,
'Well, why aren't you taking this down?'
There was a brief rush while all the students rummaged in their bags for quills, ink and parchment, and then they began to write.
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'Do you think they'll actually test us for Mage abilities next lesson?' Sirius asked Remus as they left the classroom, leaning across James and his new girlfriend as he spoke.
Remus opened his mouth to respond, but was cut off when Professor Cox revealed her presence, and said, unfazed, 'You can count on it,' before brushing past them and into the classroom.