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James's POV

Reading over the contract he found that it had extensive protections towards the students. If a student chose to leave when they turned 11 to go to a different school a vow was made. This would prevent anyone from accessing the information on the school that didnt already know it.

It also stated that outside of spars and teacher sanctioned fights no fights were allowed between students. This rule applied to creatures and regular wizards.

In the beginning, it stated that students are only allowed to leave the school for funerals and during the once a year break. The break was during the week of Yule. Students could choose to stay but most went home. Mail was allowed as well.

Students were allowed any variety of familiars as long as they were trained.

The courses that were offered were far more extensive than Hogwarts. There were all kinds of weapons training, crafting, runes, warding. Harrison could learn anything he wanted.

The only apprehension he had was with the dark magic. Harrison would learn all forms of magic. Unlike most schools, they did not have a bias on magic. It was taught equally and without prejudice.

When Lily came home she too looked over the contract. She brought up concerns of the Garde and Oraculi. It was stated that some students were placed into one of two categories along with their Houses. This only applied to those with strong magical creature inheritance. Harrison they knew would fall under this category.

The Garde were students with strong magical attributes and abilities. The abilities tended to run wild until they found their Oraculi. The Oraculi could help control their abilities until they learned to do so themselves.

On the other side of the spectrum, the Oraculi were physically strong. They had magical abilities like the Garde but they weren't nearly as strong.

At birth, there was a bond between Garde and Oraculi. It didnt come alive however until the two sides met. Nothing was able to tell a person who their Garde or Oraculi was.

Should a pair be found in the school year they cannot be separated. So they would have to take turns going between homes. It didnt say how long the Oraculi would be with their Garde.

They talked about the possibilities and chances at the school. The pros outweighed the cons of sending Harrison. They both knew that their adopted son was powerful. Hogwarts would not come soon enough to teach him.

James had come to realize that the werewolf had come prepared. He wanted Harrison to go to his school. Not only that but to be this prepared took work and an understanding of the consequences should it get out. Almost as if they had been betrayed before.

The gentle countenance was something to put people at ease. However, the wolf was much stronger in him than in Remus.

Bitten weres were the most common but they were weaker. Unable to change except on the night of the full moon.

Born weres were rarer than their bitten counterparts. It was difficult on the body for a werewolf to be born. Most packs did not want to risk their numbers. So they would bite instead. Those who were born however were stronger. They could change at will rather than under the light of a full moon. They would also keep their minds.

It was the man's wolf and the need to have a pack that changed his countenance. Wolves would be protective of anyone they consider a member of the pack.

Remus felt the same towards him and Sirius. His normal gentle countenance would change in an instead if they were in danger.

Harrison would be protected there for a time. He would learn what was needed for his own creature inheritance. Then he would protect Alex.

Harrison's POV

It was the day after the man with the amber eyes came to visit. His mom and dad agreed to let him go to the school. As such he had his acceptance letter and a list of supplies he would need until Yule.

His dad had brought him to a robe shop where he got plain black robes for all-weather and a new wardrobe. Muggle and wizard clothes were included.

When they were done there the next place was Flourish and Botts. Like the robes, his books were an extensive amount. Some books had the man at the counter giving them strange looks. By the look, his dad was wearing he didnt want to be buying them but they were required.

Off to the side, movement caught his attention. A boy with black hair and blue eyes was holding some of the same books. Unlike Harrison, he was not with any family that could be seen.

There was a coldness in his blue eyes as he was searching. Harrison moved to the boy.

Harrison said turning his head to the side, "Are you going to the school too?"

The boy looked him up and down but there wasn't a reply.

"I'm Harrison Potter. What's your name?"

The boy tsked and turned back towards the books. Harrison frowned as he turned away. Fine then. They didnt have to be friends.

There were a few more stores and a bite of lunch before they were finally down to the last part. His wand.

Unlike Hogwarts students who had to wait he was getting his wand now. It wasnt going to be a premade wand-like most wizards. Instead, it would be a custom wand. That was required by his schools. All wands had to be custom made for their wizard.

Olivevander brought them into the back of his shop. Only a select few people knew of the customized wands. It was for good reason. The Ministry didnt like having students armed with stronger wands. At least that's what his dad had said.

Olivevander said drawing the boy's attention, "Okay Mr. Potter we are going to start with you running your hands over the wood. Pick up any that call to you. Focus on how your magic feels."

Focusing on his magic a talent that had come naturally to him he ran his hand over the woods laid out before him. At first, he felt nothing with the woods but near the end, a grey wood pulled at his magic and he picked it up.

"Ashwood. It clings to its one true master and ought not to be passed on or gifted from the original owner because it will lose power and skill. You will have a very loyal wand with this one Mr. Potter. Now we will do the same with the cores. Focus your magic."

He was led to another table with cores from magical creatures on it. Closing his eyes he focused on his magic and trailed his hand above the cores. He waited for any reaction from his magic.

Then it came a pull at his magic and he picked up the core. It was a feather but not a phoenix feather as he had seen in books. Instead of being red and gold, it was golden but if he turned it to the side it looked almost white.

Olivevander said with an appreciative tone, "That Mr. Potter is a Thunderbird feather. A young magizoologist gave it to me as a gift many years ago. He said that it was gifted to him by a Thunderbird he had rescued. And he thought it would come in handy one day. powerful but difficult to master, and are good for transfiguration work. Thunderbird tail feather cores have been known to fire curses pre-emptively when supernatural dangers are present."

His dad looked excited about the idea. For his part, Harrison just wanted to learn about all magics. Nightingale was the perfect place for it.

Olivevander broke through his thoughts when he ordered, "Out with you three. I need to make your wand. Be back at five to test it."