A mention to my wonderful beta reader Lilister who'll proof-read all my chapters from now on

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lazyandbitter:

Some next questions have been swimming around my mind. The first one being, will Sirius and Remus make an appearance any time soon, and if they do will Remus somehow be able to tell that Kaneki is not fully human? The second which just came up while reading this chapter is if Mcgonagall is going to tell Dumbledore and the other teachers or even just Dumbledore about how people in Japan acted around Kaneki? Be it in detail or just in passing.

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I honestly don't know when Sirius and Remus are going to pop up. Kaneki might realize that Remus isn't entirely human before Remus can even be suspicious of Kaneki.

Ghouls like Hinami with more than one naturally occurring (aka not through cannibalism) kagune are called Chimeras. Canonically they have a better sense of smell than most ghouls, so while Kaneki might smell the undertone of canine Hinami would get the full wet-dog-but-not-really smell.

I will say Kaneki reacts differently to dementors than most, but that has more to do with his broken mind than his species.

McGonagall probably will mention the stuff that happens in Tokyo to Dumbledore over a spot of tea, but she'll mostly leave it be until the CCG arrives.

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Guest:

It's good but for this to make more sense Kaneki needs to be older even if it's just by a few years around 17

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I know, it was something that I debated for a while. I didn't want to age him up because it messes with the Goblet of Fire plot (they would act like adults, be less naive and figure things out faster), but at the same time, a 14-year-old Kaneki makes absolutely no sense. In the end, I decided to make all the characters in Tokyo ghoul younger because most of the story is set at Hogwarts. I'm not a hundred percent happy with it though.

Kamii University is Kamii High School, and Kiyomi High School is Kiyomi Middle School

Tsukiyama is 17, Touka is 14, Ayato is 13, Hinami is 10, Banjou is 18, and Rize was 16. The CCG officers stay their cannon age except for Hide who's also 14

It's best to think of Kaneki at Hogwarts like Haise. He didn't forget anything, but Hogwarts started to bring out his motherly side. All the emotions he'd been repressing came pouring out again. Unfortunately, it just ended up replacing his emotionless mask with one of happiness and stability. His mind is a mess, and his thoughts range from suicidal to homicidal, but no one else needs to know that.

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McGonagall had just apparated Kaneki into a back alley in the 14th ward. This happened to be a ward Kaneki had spent quite a bit of time in, mainly because of the high amount of cannibalism in the ward. It made it harder for the CCG to trace anything back to him. Speaking of the CCG, he should keep an eye on his rating and status. He was hoping to stay SS rated, and if the odds were in his favor, he would be declared dead. Unfortunately, with his luck, he would be bumped up to SSS and deemed as significant a threat as the Owl if they got wind of the fact that he was alive. After all, no one escaped the white reaper.

As they walked out of the alley, Kaneki decided it would be best to warn McGonagall about their next destination.

"Ok, so I don't know where my friends are right now. Their locations were compromised, so they had to leave and we have two options to track them down. We could go about this the long way and ask around, or we could ask Itori. She runs a bar here, but it's mostly just a cover for her information ring. Usually, I'd take the long way round because Itori's a pain to deal with, but we don't have the time for that. First, don't drink anything she offers you without my approval, it may not be what you think it is. Second, don't trust her, she only cares about her own interests," Kaneki explained.

McGonagall nodded in acknowledgment and wondered if this Itori person was really that bad.

Arriving at a bar called Helter Skelter, Kaneki walked in.

"Itori-san?" Kaneki called as he sat himself down in a chair.

A woman with red hair walked out of a side room. The mild confusion on her face turned into short-lived surprise that quickly turned into sick devious glee.

"Well well, isn't it a bit early to be out club Kaneki? What can I get you?" She teased.

"Information," Kaneki said, slipping into his emotionless mask.

Itori pouted, "No fun!" she complained.

"Where are the ghouls of Anteiku hiding, and how much are you asking for the information?" He demanded calmly. He'd long since learned not to fall for any of her attempts to be friendly. If you gave her any sort of weakness to exploit, she'd use it.

"Today I want to be paid in information," Itori said, suddenly locking her eyes on him.

"I want to know how you survived Arima. Rumor has it that you disappeared in flames. Also, who is she?" He asked while pointing at McGonagall who had also settled down in a chair.

Kaneki gave her a cold glare. Only for her to laugh in his face. "Please, we both know you're not about to try anything while there's a human here. Does she even know what we are? If you want to know where they are, you'll have to tell me how you survived. " She taunted.

"I can't. It's illegal," Kaneki replied vaguely.

"Please! Our existence is illegal Kaneki." She reminded him.

Kaneki's glare became a scowl. "People from out of the continent helped me. They're from a peculiar school that I used to go to. I haven't spoken to them in years, and I was prepared to die. I wasn't expecting them to help." he reluctantly admitted.

"And who is she? She's not Japanese. Is she from the school,'" Itori pried as she poured a drink.

"She's a professor," he confirmed as Itori placed a glass of what looked like red wine in front of McGonagall.

(anything italicized is english)

"It's on the house," Itori told her.

McGonagall felt uncomfortable. While the man at the mask shop had mostly ignored her, she could tell that this woman was talking about her. Despite that though, she couldn't understand anything they were saying. From what she could tell, Itori also seemed to be winding Kaneki up.

While she was contemplating her predicament, Itori placed a glass of something in front of her. Her hand twitched toward the cup as she went to pick it up when she remembered Kaneki's warning and stopped herself. She shot Kaneki a questioning look and got soft shake that clearly meant no.

"I see you warned her. Pity," Itori said with exaggerated disappointment.

"But if you want the information, she has to drink it. It doesn't have to be much. Just a sip will do," Itori added, sick glee coloring her voice.

Kaneki's patience had finally worn too thin. He wasn't just annoyed anymore, he was angry. He grabbed her shirt and pulled her forward. "I have no patience for anyone who tries to threaten the people I care about," Kaneki warned in english through an icy rage before releasing her.

McGonagall was the first person he'd met who treated him exactly the same as everyone else. She didn't fawn over him like some other professors or treat him like shit like the Dursleys or Snape. She was strict, but also kind, fair, and motherly, like what he imagined a grandmother would be like. Above all, she was human, and no human would commit cannibalism on his account.

McGonagall had almost agreed to Itori's request. After all, it was just a sip, right? Before she could get a word in edgeways, Kaneki had pulled the woman forward. She hadn't expected it, and she'd been too shocked to try and stop him, let alone speak. It was something totally out of character for the calm, polite boy that he'd established himself to be.

Itori's grin never left her face. "It seems I overestimated how calm you'd stay in front of her," she said

McGonagall stared wide-eyed when Itori confidently drank the glass even though she had admitted that something had been very wrong with that drink (she'd spent enough time with her muggle wife to know that much). She'd assumed that the wine had been spiked, but in that case, why had she still consumed it? Had she built up an immunity?

"Most of your group and Anteiku are hiding at the Tsukiyama Estate. Touka and Yomo are probably in the 24th ward though." She said, finally relinquishing the information.

Kaneki's eyes widened the 24th ward consisted of an underground labyrinth of tunnels created by ghouls desperate to escape from the CCG. It was by far the worst ward due to the ghoul to human ratio. There were almost no humans, and subsequently, cannibalism was rampant. Touka and Yomo had to have been seriously desperate to go there.

"I see, I'll be on my way then," He said as both he and McGonagall got up and walked out.

"I need to grab something from the butcher before we go see my friends," he told McGonagall once they got on the street. He'd heard about a butcher shop that sold jerky made out human for ghouls and while he had never gone before because he normally cannibalized, he decided it would probably help him blend in at Hogwarts.

"Butchers? Why? We have any meat you'll need at Hogwart," She said obliviously.

Hogwart definitely didn't have any of the particular meat that he wanted, at least none that he would be able to eat without killing a student.

"It's a special kind of meat," Kaneki said with a soft, convincing, false smile.

The store was only a few blocks away, so they got there quickly. Considering how awkward the atmosphere had become, it was a blessing that he didn't have to endure it for too long. Walking in, Kanenki noticed a young man behind the counter with a friendly aura, not the type of person you would expect to be running a shop like this.

"Hi! How may I help you?" He asked with a polite smile.

"I'm looking for the meat jerky,"

"Umm? This is a butcher's shop. We have tons of types of meat. Could you be more specific? " He asked with a tilt of his head and genuine confusion.

Kaneki hesitated. He didn't want to say 'human meat' out loud because you couldn't ever really be sure who was listening.

"Your specialty jerky?" He ultimately decided

By the confused expression on the boy's face, Kaneki could tell he wasn't getting anywhere.

Suddenly, a woman poked her head out a door that led to a back room. "Haru, leave it. He's my type of customer. I'll be there in a sec," she said.

"Oh!," He said, recognition flashing in his eyes as Kaneki realized what happened.

The entire shop smelt like ghoul so he hadn't noticed, but now that he was looking for it, the boy in front of him was definitely human.

A few seconds later, the girl stepped back out in a slightly bloody apron with a "customer service smile" that reminded him of Touka when a customer accidentally spilled coffee on her.

He pushed the painful pang in his heart down. Now wasn't the time to take a trip down memory lane.

"Right, How much Jerky would you like?" She asked. Kaneki subtly sniffed the air and realized the woman's sent was the ghoul smell all over the shop.

"Sorry for the short notice but I'm going to need enough to last me a year," He said

"A year supply of meat?! All at once?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah. Why?" Kaneki asked.

"Just checking. Let me see if we have enough." She said, walking into the back again. She came back with a bag full of vacuum-sealed packages of jerky. Kaeneki was rather surprised by the fact that the bag wasn't all that big.

"Since it's dehydrated, it doesn't take up as much space, but It still has all the RC cells you need to feel full," She explained, answering his unspoken question.

"Thank you. How much for it?" Kaneki asked

"60000 ¥," She said.

Kaneki pulled out his wallet and paid her what she asked for and she and she dragged out a cartoonishly huge sack from the back.

"Dear Merlin! What's in there?!" McGonagall asked, completely and utterly floored. She had thought he was being shifty before but this was too much.

"It's nothing. Could you shrink this? I can get it over to an alley," Kaneki said with a straight face that just made him look more suspicious.

McGonagall wanted to pry but she decided that in the middle of a butcher shop wasn't a good spot for it. She sighed and held all her questions back for England. Was it strange? Sure, but after so many years at Hogwarts, she'd seen worse. Besides, It wasn't like he was hurting anyone.

"Fine, Let's go," she said exasperation coloring her face.

and with that he walked out with McGonagall once more.

Next up, the Tsukiyama Estate.

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