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Well I said I'd put it up on Thursday but I didn't, oh how ashamed I am. I put it up on Friday, not Thursday! Oh well, here is the next chapter to 'His Dark Materials and Magic'! Enjoy!

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'Riddle Mansion.' The house was old and hadn't been used for years. The perfect place for a little get together.

"Nagini," hissed the thing. It was lying in a bundle of rags on a chair facing the fire. It was obviously not speaking english. "Nagini, where are you?"

A long, dark green snake slithered its way towards the thing in the high-backed chair. The scales of its skin brushing against the worn carpet. It reared its head and hissed,

"Yes my lord? What is it?"

"I feel hole again. Like something's come back into the world. I think, I think that something has become real once again. I felt this about 14 years ago. I think it might be my, m-my son." Tension was mounting in its voice.

If a snake could, this one would probably be blinking in surprise. Voldemort actually has a son. The Dark Lord Voldemort had a son!

"I can feel his power," Voldemort hissed again. "I feel his strength."

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A high cold voice echoed through the empty corridor.

"How's our little spy doing? Any news?"

A man, dressed from head to foot in black, except from the skeletal mask he was wearing, steeped forward.

"Yes. Everything is going well. He has entered the boy's names in the goblet and is awaiting orders." The man stepped back, hoping not to get another dose of the Cruciatus Curse. This particular death eater had experienced it three times today. He was having a bad day.

"Good, Lucius, good. But you would do well to remember your place, you seem to be very forgetful today. At least call me 'My Lord,'" Lucius was cowering at the thought of what was coming next. "Crucio." Shouted Voldemort. The high voice piercing the ears of every one near.

"Y-ye-es, M-my L-l-lord," stuttered Lucius. "It won't happen again, my Lord." His vision started to blur.

"Leave, now!" shouted Voldemort. " Before I put you all under the cruciatus curse!"

Lucius left, only to pass out a moment later.

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Harry awoke in a cold sweat. His scar was burning like it had never burned before. Voldemort. He was obviously back. Harry could feel it. So could Will. He had the same burning feeling, but this was the feeling of joy. He could feel joy, the joy of something becoming whole.

The morning sun broke into the dorm where Lyra was sleeping. She woke to find that every one was still fast asleep. Good. Thought Lyra. She snuck out of the dorm, descended the stairs and into the common room.

To her surprise, Will was in the common room. He was sitting in a high-backed chair in front of the fire, which was lightly flickering from the embers, reading a book. 'Standard book of spells: grade 5'.

Lyra walked around the chairs and sat in one next to him. Will looked up and smiled.

"Whatchya reading, Will?" asked Lyra. Will looked up from his book.

"More spells. I'm trying to teach myself the magical flame and. I think I've almost got it! Watch." He took out his wand, waved it once, "Aguamenti" muttered Will and a small jet of water erupted from the tip of his wand, and slashed on the embers. With another wave of his wand the water fizzled and dissolved. "Incendio" a small fire ball pop out of his wand and flew at the fire, inflaming the dried wood.

"Wow, that was great Will. Where did you learn to do that?" Lyra said, clapping madly.

"Hermione showed me. She really knows her magic." Replied Will, but looking at the confused/sad expression on her face, he quickly inserted, "But you'll be even greater when we get to learn some more magic"

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The Next few weeks of training and school went very quick, for Will and Lyra. In charms they learnt levitating spells, cheering charms, summoning and banishing charms. In herbology they were lectured about such dangerous plants as devil's snare, they potted mandrakes and taught how to prune abyssinain shrivelfigs, harvesting puffapods, the properties of bubotuber pus. In potions they made boil cure potions, forgetfulness potions, swelling solutions and hair-raising potions, shrinking solutions and antidotes. They changed matches into needles, mice into snuffbox's (although Will didn't know what one was!) beetles into buttons, rabbits into slippers, teapots into tortoise. They also had theyre first lecture about animagi, with a demonstration from McGonagall, Lyra wanted to learn how to become a animagus, but McGonagall just said that she would only teach her after the all there extra lessons where done.

Will was best at defence against the dark arts, he could do any spell they asked him to. Their professor was an ex-auror called Alistor 'Mad-eye' Moody.

In DADA they learned the homorphus charm, they learned about dark creatures like boggarts and grindylows, hinkypunks, kappa's, red caps, vampires and werewolves.

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One day, the students where just going into the great hall for dinner when they saw two more tables, much smaller than the normal tables, added in front the staff table. Every one was staring at the tables and wondering what they were for. The doors to the great hall closed and everyone was finally seated.

Everyone started immediately wondering what the extra tables where for, until Hagrid, the gamekeeper, burst in and said in quite a puffed out voice,

"They're ere," he ran up to the staff table and sat down in the empty seat at the end. Which made everyone see that there were two extra seats, one on the right side of Dumbledore, and the other next to professor McGonagall on the other side of Dumbledore.

Dumbledore stood up, and the hall went deadly quiet.

"Today is the day of the triwizard tournament. Beauxbatons and Durmstrang schools will be arriving soon, and I wish for you to treat them all as if they are your brothers or sisters." Stated Dumbledore, and sat down again.

The doors banged open, as boys and girls in brilliant blue silk robes did cartwheels and somersaults all the way up to the staff table, where they bowed and sat at the table to the left. All the boys in the room (except from the boys who came with the school) were staring firmly at the girls beautiful physiques.

The doors banged open again. But this time it was only boys. They were in big fur coats and fuzzy fur hats and big staffs, which they twirled and flipped up into the air, sparks flying out of the ends. They then bowed to the staff table and sat down on the table to the right.

The doors banged open a third time, and a very tall woman in a silk blue dress stepped through, next to which was a man in the same fur coat and fuzzy fur hat. Next to the woman was a girl in the same blue dress but had a small hat on her head, tipped to the side. Next to the man was a boy also dressed in the same clothes as the man walking next to him. Ron gawked and stated,

"That's Viktor Krum!" but no one answered him they were just shocked that the two star pupils where either, drop-dead gorgeous, or the Bulgarian quidditch team seeker.

"Now" Said Dumbledore when everyone had sat down "We are all here, we shall eat!" the food sprang up into the plates on the table.

Once everyone had filled themselves Dumbledore spoke again.

"Now, on with the tournament!" he waved his hand at a statue of an eagle. The eagle started melting and changing into a goblet on a podium. "This is the goblet of fire, although you should already know. And anyone who wanted to enter, should have put their name in already. The goblet shall spit out the names of the contestants who will enter the triwizard tournament." The goblets flame turned from blue to pink, and started rumbling. A piece of parchment flew out of it and Dumbledore caught it. "The Beauxbatons Champion is: Fleur Delacour," The Beauxbatons( In blue silk) erupted into cheers, everyone else just clapped. "The Durmstrang champion is: Viktor Krum," Cheers from the Durmstrang( In fur coats and hats) and again claps from everyone else. The blue flame turned pink once again and spat out the Hogwarts champion. "The Hogwarts champion is…." He broke off as he read the name on the parchment.

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End of chapter 4.