Four Years Later
Part IX: Professor Potter

Harry smiled, he'd ordered his second year Slytherin class to meet in the great hall where he'd set up a dueling stage much like the one from his own second year. He'd set his first years tasks that involved problem solving and linear thinking as well as teamwork. His third years were learning about dark creatures, his fourth were studying spell work, including dark curses. Fifth years were studying occlumency. Sixth years were studying wordless spell casting and combat tactics. His seventh years were actually tutoring other classes. In all of Harry's first, second, and third year classes he had seventh years of different houses helping. He told them that one learned best from teaching, something he'd learned the hard way.

Today he had another cousin of Ginny's helping with class, along with the Cobalt boy and the Avery twins in this class. "Dueling," Harry said loudly for the class. "Is about respect, form, and sportsmanship. It is the building blocks for what you will learn in your sixth year work. This year you will be focusing on building your bodies and reaction times. During every class, we will have pairs come up to the stage and try their luck. This will not be about who wins," he clarified, saying this with particular emphasis to the Avery Twins and Cobalt. "But about how well you duel. even an excellent duelist can be taken down by a foul move."

he moved to one side. "Ms. Weasly," he called for his Gryffidor teaching assistant. She moved quickly to the opponents circle. They bowed, and began. Riala Weasly threw a disarming spell, but Potter reflected it, and cast right behind it a body bind. Riala tried to dive out of the way but was hit in the legs. She cast a stunning spell, which was again reflected, this time right at her. Potter revived her, and sent her off to madame pomphrey. "You won't be using those spells," Potter assured them. "You will be using the blue glamour. a simple spell that will color whatever it hits blue." he felt guilty for this, but he pointed at Zane and Bellatrix Avery.

"Alright you two," he said. "The spell is Glamouris Auzulis," he said. "That, and only that is what you will cast."

he walked away and let the two second years take their places. "Wands at the ready?" Potter called. Both snapped their wands into position.

"Aaaaaannnnnnd..." but before Potter could say go, Bellatrix cast a bat-bogey-hex. Zane dodged, and laughed as the hex hit Betelgues Avery.

"DAMN YOU, MUDBLOOD!" shouted Bellatrix. She reared back and cast "SERPENSORTIA!

a great black asp slid from the end of her wand advancing menacingly on Zane.

"Are you going to bite me Big Sister?" Potter heard Zane ask in parsletongue.

"I don't know... I hurt..." answered the snake's sad voice.

"I will help," hissed Potter in pity. He waved his wand and the asp burned away like so much ash.

"Mr. Cobalt," Potter said, speaking the first words in English since Bellatrix had summoned the snake, "I'll want to speak with you in my office after class."