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Chapter: 5151 Different kinds of Occlumency
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Daphne's POV
Daphne was happy to go back to school for all kinds of reasons.
Firstly, this summer her father started instructing her on their family's unique magic, which was a special kind of Occlumency.
Flashback
They just returned home from the train when her father took her to his study room, closed the door and started talking.
"Daphne, you just finished your first year and as one of the top students and as for why you are only one of and not top student, we will talk about that later." Her father while a warm man usually, had a cold face on him which meant for Daphne one thing- this is serious. For now, we will talk about a magic every self respecting wizard and witch must know, occlumency.
Occlumency, or as it most known as 'the mind defense art' it's a way to protect your mind from an invasion from an outer source, wither by Legilimency- art of mind invasion.
This art, takes years to get truly proficient with, and if someone tells you he mastered it he is either an idiot or a liar, as it isn't an art you can master- you can always get better.
Any questions?"
"If it's such an amazing and important art, why don't we learn it at school?"
"Excellent question," her father said with a hint of his special smile he had when he was in what she called 'serious mode' and she asked the right question "it was in fact the ministry who took the subject out of curriculum about 400 as with it legilimency became a useless tool for aurors, as everyone who studied Occlumency can prevent their darkest secret from being found out. It wasn't until 94 years later when a side affect of Occlumency was found out. A muggleborn woman by the name of Gabriel Jones fell in love with the minister and as he didn't return the affection she gave him a love potion that was considered mild at the time and was used to be a way to make man get interest in you, but the minister became obsessed with her in a way that resembled an unsuccessful Amortentia, which is illegal to use love potion for its potency. It was then when everyone understood the side affects of Occlumency, it gives the user of the art resistance for mind altering potions and spells, but by that time it was already too late, the ministry made sure to destroy every copy of Occlumency teaching book and the art became something that is being taught from parents to children.
But as parents taught their children the art became from a generalized art where most defenses are the same into a family art, where every family has its own way to use it, which also made it much better art as the attacker of the mind can't expect the same defense in every mind."
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After that Daphne didn't have a very fun summer as she spent most of the summer having headach from her father breaking her defenses and entering into her mind as part training in her family's art of Occlumency - 'fire in a winter storm'. According to her father, her great grandfather had a Japanese muggle disease which made him call all the spells and magical arts he created with embarrassing names, something called Chūnibyō. But as he was the person who created the art and so many other family Magics which she would learn in another time, he got the honor to make the name. She would have to study the disease and make sure she doesn't get it as apparently between the ages of 12-15 it is highly contagious.
Secondly, as much as she hated to admit it, she missed her research group, especially Tracy as she became her best friend.
And lastly, her sister went into stage two of the blood curse in which she started having white hair, and while it can be hidden with a changed color hair, seeing it everyday made her became much more motivated to find a cure and she wanted to get everyone she can think of to join her group. Starting from Peverell.
Harry's POV
Harry just returned from his morning workout when Greengrass approached him.
"Hey, Peverell, can I talk to you for a second?"
"Sure, is it urgent or can you let me take a shower and talk on the way for breakfast?"
"Take a shower"
Harry saw Luna walking toward the exit of the common room, so he told her he needs to talk to his classmate on the way to breakfast alone and asked if she could save him a spot, took a quick shower, put his school robes on, and met Greengrass outside the common room.
"So, how can I help one of the two leaders of our Slytherin year?"
"You see..." Greengrass bit her lower lip as if she wasn't sure how to start, and he probably would have been blushing and fl.u.s.tered, which was probably her intention, if he was a normal child, but as he wasn't and he had better things to do with his time, like being with his new friend and studying he just said
"Drop the act and let's cut to the chase. What do you want?" In a second her hesitant look changed into a cold one, a look that he used to think that everyone who Occlude had to have before he learned Occlumency by himself, from the book and from Snape, a look that gave him a feeling this was the missing piece for perfecting his Occlumency. Until now, Harry learned three different kinds of mind protecting.
There was the Occlumency which he created as a child which was focused on defense by means of offense and defense with his Star Wars style of muggle technology.
the books style was focusing on mind traps like the painful memories he put in front of his mind to make the attacker wanting to escape.
As for Snape's type of Occlumency which he learned from dumbledore himself, it is a deception and shields style as it lets you creat a false state of mind and memories that you use to deceive not just the opponent, but also yourself. It is a style which is perfect for spies and potioneers as not only anyone who read your mind believe whatever they see after they pass the weak shields you put in front and let you shield your important memories in the back of your mind without anyone noticing it also let you have better grasp on your emotions.
Each of those styles has an upside and a downside, and as they all begin with clean your mind, and he became pretty good with the first two before Snape explained to him the history of the art of Occlumency, as of now he was only capable to combine the first two and switch them with the third one, he was trying to combine the three of them but was missing something and right now, when he saw the look in Greengrass eyes, he felt she had what he needed, something that instantly made him very interested with her wish to talk to him.
"I want you to join my study group, you are the only Slytherin in our year who didn't join my group apart from Parkinson, Malfoy and his goons, as it would let you have friends."
Now, Harry was really intrigued.
If it was a year ago that she tried to recruit him he would have thought she was trying to take full control of their year, and if it was before the tests he would have thought they needed help studying, but as it took a year for her to even approach him, coupled with the fact that her group got to be 5 out of the 10 best grades in their school year in both theoretical and practical (he, Hermione, Neville, Padma Patil and Sue Li were the other five in theoretical while Hermione, Lisa Turpin, Dean Thomas, Draco Malfoy and Susan bones were in practical).
So he had one question to ask "and what exactly do you study?"
After that she told him about her sister and the blood curse research they were doing and Harry knew his chance to get her Occlumency technique was here, now he just needed a bait.
"Not that I'm not feeling my heart reaching out to you, or that this curse isn't interesting to me with the way it interact with a persons DNA which I have only thought of doing with transfigurations, but I have too much things to study myself, and I am not seeing any benefit in doing research with you, I am forced to decline, maybe in a few more years when I have more time." As he said the last word they reached the Slytherin table and went sitting with Luna leaving Daphne shocked.
Daphne's POV
Daphne was inside her mind throughout breakfast, she wasn't thinking about the fact Peverell refused to join her group even if it was his chance to have friends, or about the fact he wasn't even a little bit fl.u.s.tered when he looked at her with her winning kicked puppy look on.
No, the only thing that was on her mind was that he had an idea about the way the blood curse worked, and that she had to get his help no matter what
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Chapter: 5252 Animagus and Lockhart
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Harry's POV
If you would have asked Harry two years ago if he has regrets about reincarnating into this body he would say "No way!" As not only he didn't have his last life so he had nothing to compare, he had everything he could have ask for. A loving parants, interesting subjects to learn and the ability to use magic.
If you would have asked Harry a year ago if has regrets about reincarnation, he might have burst in tears, as his parents just died and it was hard not to somewhat blame himself even though he knew the blame is only with the killer.
If you would have asked Harry after last Christmas if he had regrets he would have started yelling at you about stupid questions which won't change anything.
As you can see, Harry's answer would have changed depending on the time of when you ask him, but if you would have asked Harry right now, as he sat with his new friend, all excited about starting learning magic if he had regrets he would have told you "everyone has regrets, but about the reincarnation? How can I have such when I managed to change the way an amazing person like that experience school?" And then obliviate you, as he wouldn't let anyone know he isn't the original inhibitor of this body.
From this you can understand Harry truly cares about Luna, which was kinda weird as they only met yesterday and he was already burned once before in friendship.
'But that's just how Luna is, I guess. She has a way into your heart.' Harry thought while truly enjoying the company of the lovely and brilliant person on his side as they were talking about the differences between charms and transfigurations.
"... which is why I think that while in charms the focus is more on the intent, in transfigurations it is more about the magical control. As you can see in the way charms emphasize more about the words then the way you move your wand, and all the wand movements are simple, while in transfigurations the wand movements are much more complicated yet the wording is simple." Harry was so thrilled to explain his way of doing magic even while saying it as if it was a wand magic that he went in to explain his theory about animagus. "It is also why being animagus isn't such a rare skill in our wandwaving countries, as much as the official recorded would like you to believe as our way of becoming animagus is completely different to the way the Native Americans become one. While it feels like mastering transfigurations, and it does involve a level of transfigurations of about a six or seventh year, our type of shape shifting is more about the intent as the potion tunes your body to the changing to an animal while you need to focus more about the intent of being the animal to change to it, and this is also why our type of animagus has no magical properties as we can't match our intent to that of magical animals..."
Luna at that point was so excited that she continued his explanation
"While places where they teach different ways to control magic like in Uagadou where they ask use magic and jewelry to communicate with their ancestors and spirit animals to creat magical affect, have much better help in magical control but less in speed or intent as it take time to communicate with the ancestors and their magic is more like asking to make something to happen and not show a way for it to happen..."
"Seriously? They can communicate with dead people?" It shocked Harry as the only way he knew about communicating with the dead is the resurrection stone.
"Not communicating exactly as the more like pray and it happens, the dead can't talk back to them as far as I know.
But on the other hand, maybe it is just a different type of communication as they answer in a different way."
"But if they truly communicating with their dead ancestors, what about muggle-borns, can they do that type of magic considering they don't have magical ancestors? Or do they use the caster's magic to do those Magic's? And if so, does it mean that to do the same magic does it take more magic out of the caster to do the same magic as we do with wands? Cause it would make a lot of sense... and as while our animagus transformation is more about focused intent, their is more about the control of magic the ancestors has and about perfecting the communication with their spirit animal which is already known to them as while we only need them for this specific magic, they use it all the time in magic and make it possible for the strongest of them to have a chance at becoming magical animagus as their spirit animal as their spirit animal was used for years in magic till it become part of the spirit animal!"
"I don't think it's only that, it is also that magic becomes such a huge part of themselves, not just as a tool like we use it but also as a way, a guide and a point of faith, something so large in their personality that their spirit animal reflect it."
Their conversation continued throughout breakfast, so into it and so happy that they have a friend to talk to, that they almost didn't notice all of the second year research group sit next to them with opened jaws, almost.
DADA lesson
As his conversation with Luna continued, they didn't notice as the time passed and Harry had to run for him to make it into class, something that usually meant sitting in the middle row, as the students almost always divided into two groups, the front sit who wanted to write every letter the teacher wrote (read as Hermione) and the students who were planing on taking the other students notes before tests who sat in the back (read as Ron).
But as he came into the classroom he was confused for a second as the only available chair was in the corner at the back, but that was when he remembered it is Lockhart's first class in school and he was still considered a great dark creatures defeater which meant everyone wanted to learn from him, which meant as he already saw, that he gets to sit as far as possible from this charlatan and even gets to sit where it won't be noticeable to use a notice me not charm even after he cancel it.
As he sat in the chair, used the charm and opened his biology book Lockhart started his class.
"Me," Lockhart said, "Gilderoy Lockhart, Order of Merlin, Third Class, Honorary Member of the Dark Force Defense League, and five time winner of Witch Weekly's MostCharming Smile Award—but I don't talk about that. I didn't get rid of the Bandon Banshee by smiling at her!"
There was quiet for a few seconds.
"I see you've all bought a complete set of my books—well done. I thought we'd start today with a little quiz. Nothing to worry about—just to check how well you've read them, how much you've taken in—"
"You have thirty minutes—start—now!" Harry then activated a reverse silencing charm, that instead of making the space around him a place other people can't hear, it is a place he can't hear other people.
And no, it isn't a silencing curse as other people can still hear and it was done without a wand.
So while everyone else were busy answering idiotic questions, Harry was working towards his master degree.
Third's POV
As Harry was studying all the other students were starting to hate Lockhart, well, all the other students except a certain bush haired Gryffindor.
Yes, when all the other students started asking themselves what kind of an idiot asks questions like -
1. What is Gilderoy Lockhart's favorite color?
2. What is Gilderoy Lockhart's secret ambition?
3. What, in your opinion, is Gilderoy Lockhart's greatest achievement to date?
As a test for DADA, Hermione was thinking 'what a clever way to check if the students read the books, disregarding the fact that he could have just ask questions about the actual stories in the books.
But let's not criticize the young lady with the fanatical adoration to teachers (except Snape, who last year she set on fire), as she was just experiencing her first crush.
Half an hour later, Lockhart collected the papers and rifled through them in front of the class.
"Tut, tut—hardly any of you remembered that my favorite color is lilac. I say so in Year with the Yeti. And a few of you need to read Wanderings with Werewolves more carefully—I clearly state in Chapter twelve that my ideal birthday gift would be harmony between all magic and non magic peoples—though I wouldn't say no to a large bottle of Ogden's Old Firewhisky!"
He gave them another roguish wink. Ron was now staring at Lockhart with an expression of disbelief on his face; Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas, who were sitting in front, were shaking with silent laughter. Hermione, on the other hand, was listening to Lockhart with rapt attention and gave a start when he mentioned her name.
"…but Miss Hermione Granger knew my secret ambition is to rid the world of evil and market my own range of hair care potions—good girl! In fact—" he flipped her paper over "—full marks! Where is Miss Hermione Granger?"
Hermione raised a trembling hand.
"Excellent!" beamed Lockhart. "Quite excellent! Take ten points for Gryffindor! And so—to business—"
He bent down behind his desk and lifted a large, covered cage onto it.
"Now—be warned! It is my job to arm you against the foulest creatures known to wizardkind! You may find yourselves facing your worst fears in this room. Know only that no harm can befall you whilst I am here. All I ask is that you remain calm."
Lockhart placed a hand on the cover. Dean and Seamus had stopped laughing now. Neville was cowering in his front row seat.
"I must ask you not to scream," said Lockhart in a low voice. "It might provoke them." As the whole class held its breath, Lockhart whipped off the cover.
"Yes," he said dramatically. "Freshly caught Cornish pixies."
Seamus Finnigan couldn't control himself. He let out a snort of laughter that even Lockhart couldn't mistake for a scream of terror.
"Yes?" He smiled at Seamus.
"Well, they're not—they're not very—dangerous, are they?" Seamus choked.
"Don't be so sure!" said Lockhart, waggling a finger annoyingly at Seamus. "Devilish tricky little blighters they can be!"
The pixies were electric blue and about eight inches high, with pointed faces and voices so shrill it was like listening to a lot of budgies arguing. The moment the cover had been removed, they had started jabbering and rocketing around, rattling the bars and making bizarre faces at the people nearest them.
"Right, then," Lockhart said loudly. "Let's see what you make of them!" And he opened the cage.
It was pandemonium. The pixies shot in every direction like rockets. Two of them seized Neville by the ears and lifted him into the air. Several shot straight through the window, showering the back row with broken glass. The rest proceeded to wreck the classroom more effectively than a rampaging rhino. They grabbed ink bottles and sprayed the class with them, shredded books and papers, tore pictures from the walls, up ended the waste basket, grabbed bags and books and threw them out of the smashed window; within minutes, half the class was sheltering under desks and Neville was swinging from the iron chandelier in the ceiling.
"Come on now—round them up, round them up, they're only pixies," Lockhart shouted.
He rolled up his sleeves, brandished his wand, and bellowed, "Peskipiksi Pesternomi!"
It had absolutely no effect; one of the pixies seized his wand and threw it out of the window, too. Lockhart gulped and dived under his own desk, narrowly avoiding being squashed by Neville, who fell a second later as the chandelier gave way.
As all of that was happening Harry was still sitting in his chair reading his book, with only one new thing around him after he noticed the pixies even though they didn't notice him- a protego charm
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Chapter: 5353 Snape s ultimatum and Luna s first class
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Harry's POV
When Harry raised his head from the book next time, he noticed that except the golden group who were capturing the pixies, he is the student in class. He dropped the reversed silencing charm and was about to drop the notice me not charm but in the last second heard Marcus say "I can't believe we are stuck capturing those pixies, I wish some other student was here so we could have run with the other students and he was stuck with this same chore!" So instead he left the class and went down the hallway before dropping the charm.
As it was a double lesson he went straight to lunch but just s as he was about to get into the grand hall he heard professor Snape calls him from behind.
"Mr. Peverell, I need to have a word with you alone."
"Sure, Professor, do you want to go into an empty classroom down the hall, or do we need to go to your office?"
"An empty classroom would do."
"After that, Harry let Snape dea lead him to Snape's chosen classroom in absolute silence. It was only after getting into said classroom and closing the door that Snape started talking.
"Well, mr. Peverell, as you recall, last year I worked with you on your Occlumency as a way to help you become better in your potions making and make sure no one is looking inside your mind." it was at this point that Harry knew Snape was about to 'ask' for a favor, as there was no need to start a conversation with the mention of his help and all the things it did for him. "And even though your Occlumency leaves much to be desired, which I meant to help you with this year, I'm afraid our lessons can't continue as I was given a new task - to give Marcus Potter extra lessons in potions this year which will take much of my time, I'm truly sorry."
'And here is the threat and the way out of it. Now if I was naive I might have thought he was just here to inform me of it and probably would have jumped on a way to continue the lessons.' Harry thought
'Hell, even if I wasn't naive, but didn't have any Occlumency of my own I would have walked into the trap willingly.
But as I wasn't naive and even though this method of Occlumency (like the one from the book but not like the one I created) need someone to attack my mind to perfect it, I hate being pushed into traps like that, and would prefer not perfecting this method as quick as I could have with Snape's teachings, as I already know all the steps for the creation of this type of Occlumency and have an artifact that can read your mind to help me find weakness points of entry (mirror of Erised), which meant that while Snape's help was welcomed it wasn't necessary.'
Harry then signed and said "I understand sir, I would continue on my own to better my self as much as possible sir. If something changes this year or if next year you have some free time, I would really appreciate it if you could continue our lessons." Saying that, Harry turned defeatedly and went for the door.
Severus's POV
"Wait a minute mr. Peverell."
Severus didn't know how it came to this situation.
The plan was simple, make the boy have the idea of him teaching his ex-brother, make himself look a little bit uncomfortable with the idea but go along with it and make the boy feel even more in debt then he was already feeling, as he remembered from last year's Occlumency teaching, and if he can make the boy hate the brat who lived and his family for the different treatment the twins keep getting, all the better. So how did it came to the boy misunderstanding the situation?
"I might have an idea as to how we might be able to continue our lessons."
"Really?"
"Yes. You are an excellent student in the art of potions, the best in your year, how about you would take over teaching mr. Potter and I will have the time to continue our studies?"
Severus felt that with the need to prove your self every child must have and the way he praise the boy there is no way the boy would refuse but not a second later he was proved wrong.
"I'm sorry professor, but as I wish to keep my grades in the height they were last year and maybe do even better, and as I'm also studying muggle subjects, I really can't waste time teaching Marcus not that I would have wanted to teach him."
Even though Severus was surprised to hear the boy was learning muggle subjects in addition to the magical. It didn't take him long to figure out the boy was playing him, as practical studies in everything except charms is only done in class so he didn't have a way to get better at it out side of class, and after having every Saturday a conversation about the properties of ingredients that in the end left even him with new ideas for his potions, potions that weren't something a fifth year could understand, not to mention a firstie. He knew the boy was good enough to finish the theoretical newt in potions.
And that Filius mentioned the same to him about charms, even if it was only at the end of the year and not in the middle.
So Severus was pretty sure the boy didn't have much need for studying for the year in any class, not even muggle.
But as he didn't know what the boy's reason for refusing and losing the chance to continue working on his Occlumency, he could only watch the boy leaves the room while trying to understand the boy who was slowly growing into a big mystery.
(AN: while snape's Occlumency art is special as it lets him create new memories and feelings while hiding the memories he doesn't want people to see and make sure no one even knows he has real skill in the art. The Occlumency Harry learned from the book can help him make people see specific memories he has and he managed to mix a little bit of snape's skill after Snape explained to him about it so while he can't create new memories he can shift a little bit the emotions people see when they look into the memories he led them to see but not by much, just strengthening or weakening the emotions as he didn't truly unite the skills. So when Snape saw the memory of him agreeing to teach Harry, instead of seeing gratitude, he saw the feelings of in-debtness, and when he saw the feelings of Harry's toward the potter family, instead of hate he saw indifference.)
Harry's POV
If Harry knew what Snape was thinking he would have been somewhat surprised before starting to laugh, as he was being truthful with the professor and while he didn't know the professors were observing and talking about him, Snape's thought's about him not needing time to study was as far away from reality as possible, as with him learning transfigurations wandlessly and of third years, his master degree studies, his Blacksmithing every Saturday and Sunday and the fact he now has a friend, which as much as he loved having, will take time away from his studies. Not to mention the fact Greengrass for sure would approach him with the subject of her research group again. With all of those, plus the time spent on magical control and Occlumency, he really didn't have time to teach Marcus even if he wanted - which he didn't.
As he arrived again in front the door to the grand hall, he was once again interrupted from entering with someone asking him from behind to talk privately, but as he was hungry and wanted to talk with Luna about her first class, he told Greengrass "not now" and walked inside.
Luna's POV
Luna's first class was transfigurations and it was disappointing yet exciting.
Flashback
After having such an interesting conversation with her new friend, Harry, (she still couldn't believe she has a friend!!!) about his theories in the differences between charms and transfigurations and about their mutual idea based of it about the differences in magical abilities in wand waving and ancestors calling (the way to practice magic in Africa which one of her father's interviewees told her about) she was expecting to be wowed by the professor. Something she really shouldn't have, but if she was a professor she would have used the chance of teaching young excitable and still eager minds to make them truly have a passion about the subject, something Harry made her have. Something that while seeing a cat turning to a person, while exciting, just didn't have the passion in as much as Harry and her's conversation. It felt like while she loved the subject, it just became a routine for her. Hell, even her magic looked like it was bored.
After that and the warnings, the professor showed them how to make the transfigurations of a match to a pin and then just gave them the assignment and they started to work.
At the first five minutes she menaged to turn her match to a pin as she followed the exact way the painting in the book showed her how to do it and as she saw the way the professor's magic moved when she did the magic, earning the Slytherin house 10 points. (Not that she cared about the points after professor Snape explanation about the idiocy of the method)
After that she started doing it again and again, every time change the output of her magic and seeing how it changed the results, and while there wasn't much differences as long as she didn't explode the match with her magic or didn't put enough, she could see by the way the magic behaved that her friend's theory was correct. So while the lesson was a bust, her time in it not so much.
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Just as Luna finished eating lunch while wondering where is Harry she saw him come into the hall and come sit next to her.
'Even if all the lessons are boring at least I have a friend.
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Chapter: 5454 thoughts about Harry
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Daphne's POV
It's been two days since her first time really talking to Peverell, and as much as she wanted it, she couldn't think about a single way to convince him to join her group.
His grades are better then their's, when she proposed she would pay to him, he not only refused but she didn't see any greed for money in his eyes and he has a friend of his own in the form of the blond first year.
Yet, she felt as if there was something she can give him that he wants, and as she couldn't figure it out, it drove her crazy which was why after consulting her best friend, she went to the head of her house to ask for help.
Severus's POV
Severus was having a headache about a son of James Potter, and for once it wasn't Marcus.
Harry Peverell was a mystery that grew as he kept looking into him.
He was the biological son of two (as much as he hate to admit it) above average magic users who have no blood relation and should have created children with above average magical power, yet, while his twin has pretty good scores on the practical side of the tests, he has a barely above an A in his, they are EE, but it was more like he compensated his less then average power with his knowledge.
More then that, after asking the wand teachers about him (except Lockhart, cause not only he only had one class with him, he is also Lockhart) Minerva and Filius agreed that if his practical side of the tests matched his theoretical he should have been at least a third year, but his practical score was worse then Crabbe and Goyle.
So he got the boy for a conversation once more to make a deal with him to help him with practicals in exchange for teaching the brat, yet he refused yet again. Saying he would rather have no help then help Marcus.
Which made even less sense to Severus as last time he went inside the boy's mind the only thing the boy felt toward the brat who lived was indifference, so what changed?
As he continued to mellow in his thoughts thinking about a way to convince the boy that the smart thing to do is to agree to teach his ex-brother the voice of one of his second years reached his ears.
"Hey Professor, I know it isn't your office hours but I am having a problem on my mind for the last couple of days that I can't seem to solve, can you please help me?"
As much as Severus wanted to tell her to go away and come back tomorrow in his office hours, when he looked at her face and saw her expression of need, he suddenly remembered his days in school when he was bullied and when he came for the teachers they did nothing, so instead he said "come in."
Then miss Greengrass told him about her try in recruiting mr. Peverell, And while as she started he wanted to yell at her as he thought she was the reason the boy refused his offer, as she continued her story he understood the boy refused her with almost the same reasons he refused him, just without the politeness and the distaste for his ex-twin.
And as she told him the fact the boy had an idea about how the blood curse works with only hearing about it once when even he, Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel had not a single idea about it when the girl's father approached them, he understood three things:
1) the boy wanted something from her, something that wasn't money as it was already offered and refused.
2) the boy wasn't kidding when he said he had much better things to do with his time as if even working about the blood curse wasn't enough to make him join the group of miss Greengrass, nothing would convince him to teach Marcus Potter.
3) the boy gave both of them a hint for what he desire
"You probably know about the proverb: 'when you have your back against the wall with no way to escape the only way to survive is fight', but what you don't know is that in the Slytherin house there is a continuation to this proverb: 'but if someone hold your family hostage you can only give up.'
Right now he holds the only known idea for your sister's cure hostage and won't let go for money. And as he told you, he doesn't have time cause he studies, as he isn't a Ravenclaw, he probably gave you a hint about his wants in him telling you this, so I think you should offer him what he seems to desire, knowledge."
As he watched the girl thank him and leave the room he thought 'I might be unsuccessful in making a deal with mr. Peverell to teach the brat, but Slytherin always has a plan B, and mine involves making the brat quit with the help of my godson...'
Daphne's POV
As she left the professor's room, Daphne's thoughts were still on the boy who had a chance to save her sister and she started to analyze him not as how a predator analyze a pray as she did till now, as a lonely boy whose family abandoned him because he wasn't in Gryffindor. But as how a business women analyze her opponents and partners, how her father taught her.
The boy had what she wanted and he knew it, to get it she could only give him what he wanted, and according to Professor Snape it was knowledge. Now, if he was clueless about the Wizarding world as he and his ex-brother seemed to be last year she would have used it, but while Potter still seemed clueless, Peverell had a year to change it and she believed he did.
Knowledge he can get in school was also out as he is smart enough to learn it from the professors, so she needed a knowledge he can't even find books about, and after a minute of thinking she had the perfect thing- Occlumency
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Harry's POV
Harry was having a great start of a year, he showed Luna the day before the ROR and made sure the twins knew not to target her, after which she and the twins hit it off with a conversation about their unique perspective of ingredients in potions.
the twins's perspectives of the ingredients were more about the properties of the animal, like how a boomslang is a snake that changes colors so when they were trying to create a candy that shape-shifted you into a cannery they were using it.
While Luna's perspective on the ingredients was more about the magic and emotions each animal possessed before taking the ingredients, like how a mandrake is used in waking potions because of it's screaming power and scared disposition, even though it's properties are more useful toward truth potions and self discoveries like animagus.
In the end if their conversation, Luna was happy she made two more friends, the twins were happy they had knew ideas about their candy making and about the parts they didn't understood about the animagus potion they were starting to work on and Harry was happy he learned so much from the conversation as while already learn much about potion ingredients, he has only read about the twins perspective in all the books he found in the library and ROR but felt Luna's attitude had some insight toward potions he didn't consider till now.
As he got closer toward the Slytherin common room with Luna after his daily magical control practice, to which Luna joined, Greengrass once again was waiting outside of it.
"Can we talk again?"
After getting into the common room, he tald Luna good night s as it was almost the first year's bed time, and took Greengrass to his room to talk.
"So," he started after a few moments of awkward silence, "what can I do for you?"
"You know exactly what you can do!" She almost yelled before calming down and having once more a cold glint Harry was 99% sure was her Occlumency shields.
"Sorry, I didn't come to yell or beg, I came here to do what two civilized Slytherin should do when they ether have something or want something, negotiate. So, you know what it want, what do you want?"
Harry knew this is a delicate situation, he needed to make her reach the conclusion about Occlumency without telling her out right to get maximum benefits with minimum effort.
"Well, as you know, I was casted out of the Potter family, and as you probably noticed, I am kind of addicted to learning. So what I want for my knowledge is knowledge I wouldn't find in Hogwarts."
Harry could have swore he saw a glint of a 'I was right' look before it vanished underneath her cold gaze.
"I might have something you would be interested in..."
"Oh, really? What?"
"How about an almost lost art of mind protection?"
"Tell me more..."
After that Daphne explained about Occlumency, Legilimency and the history about the way it was stopped being taught in Hogwarts while not letting a single emotion out of her body, while Harry only let out what he felt was the appropriate reactions.
"So?" After finishing telling him all of this Daphne asked. "Do we have a deal? You will join my group and I will teach you Occlumency?"
"No," was his answer, because even though he felt like her art was exactly what he needed too perfect his Occlumency, he truly had no time to waste in sitting with children and helping them study, which was part of the group's objectives. He raised his hand before she could start talking, signaling he has more to say. "But we can do something else, we can trade the knowledge, you would give me one lesson about the art, while I, in exchange would give you the idea I have to solve the blood curse, and a basic explanation about the way to go and do it, what do you say?"
Daphne's POV
'this exchange had pros and cons' Daphne thought after hearing about the exchange Peverell proposed.
'While on one hand, I wouldn't have to really teach him until proficiency my family's Occlumency art, but only give him the way to go if he had a real teacher and still get the one thing I really need from him which is the way to go in researching the blood curse and the cure to it.
On the other hand, he might not only be misleading me but also have more then one idea about the way it works and not tell me which would mean I would have to go more then once to him thus make me depended on him, not to mention he might be completely wrong and make me waste way too much time, but I don't really have a choice, do I?'
"I agree, but with conditions.
1) you have to tell me about related books about the subject so I won't have to search the entire Hogwarts library as I searched for the last two days and couldn't find one mention about DNA
2) we use an unbreakable oath to make sure both of us tell the truth and not let any basic knowledge about the things we agreed to teach the other slip by.
3) if you have more then one idea about the blood curse, you have to tell me about it.
Do you agree to the terms?"
"I agree, do you want to bring one of your friends who know how to do it now so we can get the oath out of the way and do the teaching tomorrow, or do you want to do it all tomorrow?"
"Now." She said, not wanting him have time to decide the deal isn't fair and back out.
After a few minutes of convincing Theo to be their binder, she returned with him in toe to find Peverell sit on his bed, mumbeling something about the difference in transfigurated objects and real objects.
"Are you ready Peverell?"
"After this last few days, you can call me Harry."
"Daphne. Are you ready, Harry?"
"Sure, lets do it."
"Do you Harry, promise to do as we agreed upon?"
"As long as You, Daphne, agree to do as we agreed."
"I do"
"I do
a thin stream of fire will be emitted from the Theo's wand, weaving around the hands of the both of them before disappearing.
"So, tomorrow at 17:00?"
"Agreed, nice doing business with you and good night."
"Goodnight Harry."
As Theo and Daphne left she felt bigger hope then she knew possible
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Luna's POV
Luna was truly happy she got such a friend like Harry, he was just like her with his passion about magic, in fact he told her the day before that he thinks that while Hogwarts was the founders greatest gift to the magical kind, it was also their greatest curse, as while they made sure knowledge won't be lost, and that everyone have education, they also made sure that the magical people would have almost no ambition at exploring the limits of magic as that think after finishing school they know almost everything there is to know about a subject and if they go become a master in a subject, the best they do is create new things which are based on old things, without innovation.
He then proceeded to tell her about all the amazing things muggles accomplished in the last three hundred years, which brought her to do what she is doing right now.
Finish her homework quickly before Harry returns from wherever he has gone to, as he brings her muggle books about animals, math and Science.
Draco's POV
As he walked into the classroom with his new student, Draco still was thinking if his godfather is trying to punish him or reward him by giving him the job of teaching Potter.
On one hand, he has to spend two hours every weekend with Potter in the potions classroom instead of training to beat him as the new seeker of the Slytherin team. Yet, as his godfather has promised to give him one private lesson a month as long as Potter's grades in potions get better, he agreed.
"What are you doing here?!"
As Potter's yell brought him out of his musing, a small smile was forming on his lips as he remembered his godfather told him he can take 30 points a lesson from the Gryffindor as long as there is good reason.
"5 points for yelling on your new teacher!"
Yes, definitely a reward.
Harry's POV
Harry finished his blacksmithing lesson really happy, his teacher said his swords are almost good enough to start working on sabers, s and according to what he told him, after he finish sabers, he would start working on defense gear, which is one step closer to his goal of learning the goblins magical part of blacksmithing.
But right now he has another lesson he needs to be in, a lesson where he is the teacher and the student.
As he walked into the classroom he and Daphne agreed on meeting, he saw her sitting next to a table with lots of paper and a hovering automatic-writing Quill.
"So, how do you want to start this?"
"I would first teach you. As I told you, the art of Occlumency used to be something everyone was taught in school, which made it an identical thing in everyone's mind. But with the school teaching being canceled and the pure-bloods unwilling to have their children's mind unprotected they started using variations of the art which are easier to teach one on one and improve them until they become unique for every family.
My great grand father was the one who perfected my family's technique which is called 'fire in a winter storm'."
When Harry heard this, he couldn't help but blurt "Chūnibyō?"
"You heard about this terrible disease?"
After which her explanation about the Occlumency technique stoped while he explained what 'Chūnibyō' meant, and only after five minutes they returned to the main subject.
"My family's technique is focused about the basics. According to my father, most Occlumency techniques he saw while trying to read people minds which aren't only beginners aren't focusing on defense but more about tricking the opponent by making them think they managed to get past the shields while the real shields are the memories you don't mind them seeing.
My technique works by making the defense impenetrable s as make a three ways defense.
The first defense is the same as everyone else, clearing your mind, you need a clear mind to feel the penetration into your mind and to build your defenses, my family went even farther in that by creating a mind fire as a way to easily clear your mind.
The second defense is after you create the basic shields with your magic, you change the properties of the magic to earth and ice, thus creating an enormous ice wall which you make bigger and thicker in time and magic.
The last defense is using the fire from the first defense to break the ice from the second while converting your magic in to wind to create metaphysical storm that would prevent people from being able to find any memories as they are unable to see.
This defense is an active defense that constantly cost magic and destroy your second defense so only when you know someone is attacking your mind your second defense can't win against you should use it, a side affect of activating the last defense is making hurting both you and your opponent so use it as only last defense!"
After that he asked her couple of questions to clear some doubts and then started his part of the deal.
"Lets start by establishing facts.
1) the curse is something that has being passed to your sister by one of your parants, correct?"
"Yes, but I already told you that."
"I am trying to explain to you my idea, be quiet. So if it is a curse that is being passed to you and your descendants calling it a blood curse is incorrect as it make you believing it is like the blood boiling curse, a curse that infects the blood while actually it is a bloodline curse, a curse that infects your DNA.
Now, a DNA or Deoxyribonucleic acid is a molecule composed of two polynucleotide chains that coil around each other to form a double helix carrying genetic instructions for the development, functioning, growth and reproduction of all known organisms and many viruses. DNA and ribonucleic acid are nucleic acids."
"Yeah, I have no idea what you just said."
"Basically, every thing in this world is built from atoms- things so small they are impossible to be see without really advanced muggle technology."
"Or magic, right?"
"I haven't yet found magic that can let you see atoms, but I guess it's possible."
"So how do you know of it?"
"I grew up in the muggle world."
"What? You and Marcus Potter grew in the muggle world????"
"No, just me. The Potters left me in the muggle world after Marcus became known as the boy who lived. Can we continue?"
"...sure, let move past the fact the Potters abandoned their one year old heir," she said cynically, "but can you explain in a way a magical person would understand?."
'Sigh' "Think about every person in this world as a spell, and if you are an ice creating spell then your perents are a water creating spell and a freezing spell. The DNA is basically the Arithmancy you do when you try creating the spell. Understand?"
"So why is there any difference between my sister and me? After all we are from the same parents."
"That's where it becomes more complicated. First of all, both of your parants DNA - let's call it 'spell sequence' isn't really an easy spell like water creating. It is more like an animagus creating potion or the Fidelius Charm, plus you only get half of their 'spell sequences' from each, making it so you are a combination of both while even this half is mixed, so in the end you become a unique creation."
"So if this curse is in my mother's 'spell sequence' there is only 50 precent chance I would get it and while I got lucky my sister didn't?"
"Pretty much."
"so as we know where her curse is from, if we can find exactly what part of the 'spell sequence' can we change it?" She asked with eyes full of hope.
"Well, I wouldn't know how to, as this isn't really a 'spell sequence' where removing parts of the spell just prevent it from activating or activating weird, it is your sister body, and if her DNA is destroyed, so is she. And if you play with parts you don't understand you her body can change in unpredictable ways. Eye color, muscle growing outside her body instead skin, and gander changes are the lightest of the side affects of messing with someone's 'spell sequence' plus the fact you would have to change all of her 'spell sequences' which she has billions of and keep growing without destroying her body.
But if you manage to do all of that and avoid other problems I haven't thought about, you might manage dispelling the curse."
He was so into analyzing the problem, he hasn't noticed that she started crying in the middle of his explanation. So when he looked up he felt so bad he couldn't help but give give advice.
"I know it sounds impossible, but you shouldn't look at the entire road ahead, you should just keep looking on the next step.
The first thing you need to do is find a way to see the 'spell sequence' and translate it to an understandable language so you can find where exactly is the curse in it. Just work in steps."
"Please help me!!!" she said after calming down. "I can't do all on this on my own and my group would never agree to work on something that is based on muggle knowledge, hell, if I wasn't willing to do everything to save my sister, I would have stoped listening after you told me it was a muggle thing.
I could barely understand your explanation when you dumbed it down to me, how am I supposed to learn enough to even start experimentations before my sister dies?
I would give you anything, just please help me!"
Harry knew it was wrong to use a desperate woman, but this was a chance he couldn't pass.
"I am sorry, but I really don't have the time, if there was a way to make more time in a day I would agree..."
"So if I find a way to give you more time, would you help me?"
"Yes"
"Give me two months
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The next month and a half was full of classes- which except of potions were just an unneeded repeat, but while classes became his greatest chore, and he started looking for a way to use that time usefully, his other projects progressed smoothly.
1) He almost finished all of his biology books.
2) His magical control progressed to a point he can now do Sweet Home Alabama on the Tesla, which while is the easiest song to learn to play, did make his control over magic jump to the level of a third year's if they were using a wand while he was wandless.
3)Trying to understand why his inanimate to animate transfigurations don't work wasn't easy, after almost a month into the dissecting and trying to understand the difference between wand animation and wandless animation, he finally went to the professor McGonagle.
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October 7th
Wednesday
After transfigurations (last class of the day)
"Hey Professor, when is your office hours? It is just that I can't recall you telling us about them and I have some questions I need help with when you have the time."
When talking to the professor who was the most 'fair' in school according to the Gryffindors and the number three most biased according to anyone else (first place - Snape, second place - Dumbledore, and after the end of last year there was a debates according to the twins about switching them.) it was important to be polite and maybe a little meek.
"As I have responsibilities both as a head of house and as deputy headmistress, I don't have office hours, instead you can ask me now."
"Thank you, well, I remember that in our first class last year you changed the table into a pig and then made it a table again.
So, I was wondering - are the creatures we transfigurations truly alive? If so, don't you kill them when you Change them to their original form?"
"Mr. Peverell, I had this question in every third year's class since I first started teaching transfigurations. In fact, I asked this question my self when I was a third year.
The answer is that we do not create life, we create a gollum that imitates life, you can see it yourself if you take Arithmancy - one of your choices in your third year after your fifth year when you are taught the breaking of spells and creating spells when one of your assignments is creating an inanimate to animate transfigurations spell and the way you creat the spell in a way you give it patterns about how to behave with your wand movements and words."
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This was exactly what Harry was missing in his wandless transfigurations, while he had enough control to transfigure those stuff, and his biology and chemistry studies helped in knowing how it should become, his intent wasn't right as he only thought about the body without putting habits like making sure it breaths, making his nerves to release electricity and all the other stuff.
After that he finally made progress, and his transfigurations started catching up to his magical control.
4) as he finished all the seven years of charm studies last year, he started studying master level charms, yet was stuck on the first he wanted to study, which was the Fidelius Charm.
Apparently, it doesn't only super hard to make the intent to make every living creatures forget a place and even if they remember the place(by being told about it by the 'secret keeper), if they aren't the 'Secret keeper' they are unable to tell anyone in any way- all of this if it succeeds. More then that, this charm Deals with souls as the secret is being kept in someone's soul, so if you don't have a connection to the other person's soul (by being a person you truly trust with all your heart), it is impossible to make the magic truly work, instead it would work for a time before stoping, something not the caster or the 'secret keeper' would know.
This last part explained how Sirius was thought to be the traitor. He wasn't a person the caster trusted with all his heart, so after a time the spell was canceled and Peter Pettigrew managed to tell Voldemort, then after the night happened they all thought it was Sirius was the traitor.
The only problem with the theory is why did Pettigrew keep hiding?
Anyway, Harry wanted to figure out how the charm Interacts with souls.
5) his blacksmithing finally moved toward sabers, something that he managed to quickly understand how to create as the difference between swords and sabers aren't much, but learning creating a curved blade instead of a straight one is helping him refine his control over his body and eye-hand coordination, with having to hit exactly in the right place with all his strength.
6) he started working in bed on his last Occlumency technique.
7) after more then a year after arriving to Hogwarts he finally got his answer about his faster magical strangth gaining.
It wasn't him starting his teens or him being in Hogwarts, it was both.
While his growing body made sure he is physically in his prime years to get magical energy, Hogwarts was a place with so much magic his depleted energy returned quicker then outside of Hogwarts, and after three days of experimentations and one day of total exhaustion he figured out the best way to enlarge his magical energy pool is by exhausting his magical reserves three times a day while in Hogwarts.
All of those things made sure he had different schedule then before.
Regular weekday (except in a astronomy class day)
6:00- Waking up
6:15- Workout
7:15- Shower
7:45- Breakfast with Luna
8:30-10:30- Lesson (using almost no magic at all)
10:30-11:15- Break - going to ROR and training in charms and transfigurations (practicals) until he empties his magical reserves.
11:15-13:15 - Lesson - (using almost no magic at all)
13:15-14:15 - Lunch with Luna
14:15-16:15- Lesson (using almost no magic at all)
16:15-17:15 - training his magical control until emptying his magical reserves while Luna studying muggle subjects, magical animals and talking with him
17:15-18:15- Luna training her magical control until emptying her magical reserves while He is studying charms and transfigurations (theory) talking with her
18:15-18:45- dinner with Luna
18:45-19:45 - training in the Occlumency Snape taught him with the mirror of Erised by creating fake wishes and dreams while Luna does homework in another place. (He didn't know how to explain him having a priceless artifact to her)
19:45-20:45- sit with Luna in the common room and read about biology
20:45-21:00- lay in bed and use all his magic on the Greengrass Occlumency technique which after learning he had to say was genius in its simplicity, using the idea of basic Magics and the energy of your emotions to create an impenetrable place in which if someone passes he destroy himself and the memories he search for while also going with the basics all the way.
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Harry's POV
The next two weeks past by quickly, he kept his routine and his progress continued in almost everything.
His transfigurations was almost caught up to his magical control.
His blacksmithing is almost at the level of working on shields and armors.
His Occlumency with Snape's technique is almost at a level where the desire that is shown in the mirror look real as before it always seemed to be either disordered and in a mess like couple of dreams smashed together or a blurry image of what he was trying to wish for.
His Occlumency with the 'fire in a winter storm' technique also got better as his ice walls got thicker and taller with his every night putting all his magic to create the wall, making sure if anyone wants to break the wall he would have to use a lot of magic.
He even had only one last book before finishing his biology studies.
The only thing that didn't progress was his work on the Fidelius Charm as he couldn't find any book explaining how magic interacts with souls or anyone he trusted completely so he can use the charm and see how it works.
Which was a thing he didn't know which teacher to ask without raising warning signs, as the only student he knew of who asked about souls was Tom Riddle.
After almost two months of craziness, Harry was really waiting for the time turner he implode about to Daphne
October 29th 1992
Daphne's POV
As she swallowed down her last bite of breakfast, she saw an owl flying toward her with a package and as she saw it was from her father, she felt that is she hadn't have training since the age of five at how a pure blood heiress should behave she would have squealed from excitement.
Fro the last almost two months Daphne was in a state of waiting.
After reading what Harry told her a few more times, she wrote to her father a version of the things they talked about, just with out his name (as after his family disinheriting him, no pure blood would agree to work with him), the fact she taught him their family's Occlumency technique, and that the knowledge he told her about is muggle.
She did tell him about Harry's problem in not having enough time to research, and her dad told her he would find a solution and as she trusted her father not to let her down, she wasn't worried at all, but she was really impatient to start already.
She quickly opened the latter attached to the box with her name on it.
'Dear daughter,
After sending the last letter about your sister's disease and the idea of solution the mysterious student gave you, I used the time to do two things, get you the magical object you need to convince the student to help you, and research this DNA as I have never heard about it.
After two months, I completely failed in the second objective.
In fact, if you haven't told me he took an unbreakable oath, I would have dismissed him as a lier, instead I would give you until the end of the year to give me some proof it is real, or you won't get any other help in this subject until you finish the O.W.L.s.
As for the first objective, while I wasn't able to get the magical object I wanted to get, a magical object which would give more time.
I was able to acquire an artifect called the fast-reading glasses which should make him read twice as fast, it is the best I could accomplish in such short notice, get your helper to agree to it and tell him if he can provide proof I would get the other magical object.
Yours truly
Father.'
As she read the latter, Daphne couldn't help but panic, what would happen if she couldn't get Harry to agree? What if they couldn't find proof and she would have to wait to sixth year to start searching for a new way to save her sister? 'No!' She thought 'This would work, it has to!' As she thought that she saw Harry walk with his friend to breakfast.
"Hey Harry, can I talk to you alone?"
Luna's POV
As Luna watched Harry telling her to save him a sit and leave with Daphne Greengrass, she once again looked at her friend's aura in wonder.
While most people aura didn't change by much from day to day, with the student's becoming from weak to average and more compact as they grow, Harry's aura was changing every day.
His power was growing everyday, making the only people in school more powerful are the headmaster, the Charm Professor And potion Professor. And he was on the way to catch for the last two.
As for the compactness, he was almost in professor McGonagall's level, which meant that control wise he is able to become animagus! In second year! And while all of that was amazing, the most amazing things were the changes his colors experienced.
Most people either has no color in their aura or only had one but he had several.
When she first saw him, he had red and yellow aura with green intertwine, yet as of two months ago he got a hint of blue in it.
She really wished to know what those colors meant especially as the hint of blue he got was the same Daphne Greengrass got.
And what is disgusting feelings she got when she saw them walking together?
Harry's POV
As they went into the empty classroom, his excitement was through the roof, he was sure the box she held had inside a time turner.
"Harry, listen..." he didn't like how it started.
"I haven't managed to get a magical artifact to give you more time in a day, but I did manage to get you an object to use time more effectively." She opened the box and inside was glasses "It is called a fast-reading glasses and it let you read twice as quick, I know it isn't what you asked for but I can promise you that if until the end of the year we can show some progress I would get you the other object."
As much as Harry was disappointed, he really couldn't bring himself to say no, as he really wanted those glasses.
"If I don't get the other object after I show results I'm out!"
He could see relief wash over her face
"So you would help me?"
"Yes."
October 30th 1992
19:30
Teacher's lounge
Severus's POV
There were only the four head of houses in the Teacher's lounge, talking among themselves.
Since the start of Hogwarts, having all the heads together without the headmaster could have meant only two things:
1)they were planning on replacing him, just like with Eupraxia Mole who decided that potions and herbiology are useless which led to the third Hogwarts Professor's rebellion, or the second one against Dexter Fortescue, and we just don't mention the first.
But if there was one thing they all had before they started was the head of the houses gathering.
2) it was the time of the year to choose the student who would get the chance at using the time turner to go to 4 classes or more next year.
As much as it sounds stupid, every year, when it wat time for the yearly gathering, Severus hopes this year the gathering would be about kicking the headmaster out of school.
"Minerva, please tell me you thought about it and decided to finally listen to me that it is the dumbest thing to give anyone a time turner to anyone, especially for children."
"Severus, do we must do it every year?"
"Of course not... you can listen to me this time."
"This is tradition!" As every year since Severus joined the conversation became part of the tradition.
"From a time they didn't understood the dangers of time travels! You can kill your past self or even just prevent her from making the time jump thus trapping us in an unending loop of time just before a student wanted to take more then three classes, which is the dumbest thing as divination is with a scammer and the muggle teacher has never had an actual conversation with a muggle.
And even if the universe doesn't break, by going so much back in time, the student in the fifth year has lived for 18 years!"
"Something we explain!"
"To children!"
"Okey, are we done?"
"If I once again haven't managed to convince you then sure, let's start debating which of the students we would take years of their life's."
"Just like every year, as the new classes next year are throughly theoretical, we choose from the top ten of last year's theoretical grades."
"We can take mr. Longbottom," Filius said "as while his scores were in the top ten, not only was he the last one, he also had help from Ms.Granger."
"If so, we should also take out the Slytherin study group as the reason for their scores is that they study to everything together" Pomona said
"Agreed" the other two said together
"That leaves ms. Granger, mr. Peverell, ms. Padma Patil and Ms.Li, we should ask if they want it before coming to decision."
"No," Severus said, not surprising anyone as he did it every year. "I can help you choose students from your house but I won't let you give this device to any student from mine, so mr. Peverell wont be told about it."
As they finished the meeting Severus had a smile on his face as he pervented another Slytherin from making such a mistake.
October 31th 1992
19:30
Marcus's POV
Marcus had terrible start of the school year.
He had two new stolkers following him - Ginny and Collin and it made Lockhart give him 'detentions' to help him with his fame, and while it was appreciated at the first month, as everyone realized he was an idiot, his pride at being his 'apprentice' became shame.
In addition to that his new private tutor was Malfoy and every lesson he lost 30 points for being a 'dunderhead', something that made him lose over 200 points.
If all of that wasn't enough, instead of being in the Halloween feast, celebrating his victory over Voldemort, he was at the Dungeons in a deathday party.
Just as he and his friends were in the way toward the grand hall, Hermione had to go to the toilet, so they went to the closest one in the second floor as Mirtel was at the death party.
Just as they arrived they saw Mrs. Norris looking dead.
For a few seconds, they didn't move. Then Ron said, "Let's get out of here."
"Shouldn't we try and help—" Neville began awkwardly.
"Trust me," said Ron. "We don't want to be found here."
But it was too late. A rumble, as though of distant thunder, told them that the feast had just ended. From either end of the corridor where they stood came the sound of hundreds of feet climbing the stairs, and the loud, happy talk of well fed people; next moment, students were crashing into the passage from both ends.
The chatter, the bustle, the noise died suddenly as the people in front spotted the hanging cat. Marcus, Ron, Neville, and Hermione stood alone, in the middle of the corridor, as silence fell among the mass of students pressing forward to see the grisly sight.
Then someone shouted through the quiet.
"Enemies of the Heir, beware! You'll be next, Mudbloods!"
It was Draco Malfoy. He had pushed to the front of the crowd, his cold eyes alive, his usually bloodless face flushed, as he grinned at the sight of the hanging, immobile cat
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Chapter: 5959 having the same ability
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Harry's POV
While the entire school was focused on the search for informations about the chamber of secrets for the next two weeks, there were three students who didn't care.
Harry, who knew everything they would learn in this research from his past life.
Luna, who when asked Harry about it he told her everything he knew about the chamber with the exception of it's entry point, as he didn't know how to explain him knowing it without making her a little bit suspicious about him for his knowledge.
And Daphne, who took on herself to learn biology as fast as she could in addition to potions so she could learn understand what Harry was talking about in their joined sessions.
As for working together, Harry didn't see the point in it.
Right now they needed more knowledge on the subjects of potions, spell crafting and microbiology with maybe alchemistry, and as he finished his theoretical biology master degree he used Halloween to go to the university after his lesson of blacksmithing to get microbiology books as he would put in postpone the medicine studies together with his physics and math studies.
'At least I only had half a year's worth of studying as I already learned the regular chemistry and biology in the studies in the degree' he thought as he saw the books he had to study for his new microbiology degree.
The other thing he put on a hold was his study on the 'Fidelius Charm' as he has no progress he decided to learn arithmancy as he hoped to not only that it would help him not only in creating spells as part on his deal with Daphne but also explain to him why does specific wand spells control magic in a specific way and how does magic can affect souls.
Ron's POV
Ron had a new plan.
Last year was great, it started by him becoming best-friends with the boy who lived, and although he still wasn't known as his own person, he left the Weasley's youngest boy stigma.
As the year past, he had adventures of his own.
He helped Marcus beat a troll, and beat McGonagall's giant chess game.
Him and his friends created their own group that everyone called the golden group, Marcus as the Hero, Hermione as the smartest witch of her age, Neville as the herbiology prodigy, and him as the strategy man.
He became a hero on his own, and he was sure he would be known for it, yet somehow, as this year started, he once again became known as the sidekick of the boy who lived.
And he feared this year would be with no adventure, which was why, even though everyone else were afraid, he was only excited about finding the chamber, and he knew who must be the one who did it-Malfoy.
Now he just need to convince Hermione to help him do it, maybe drop a 'sudden thought' to Marcus about how Malfoy must be the heir of Slytherin after he a was in a tutoring with him?
November 17 1992
Marcus POV
Marcus was once again spending the night in the hospital wing, this time not because of an evil DADA professor but because of an idiotic one. In fact, he started to wonder if the curse in the DADA position isn't a curse against them but against him, how else do you explain someone with Lockhart's extensive knowledge do something like make his bones disappear?
He laid on the bed, unable to fall asleep with the itchiness the potion cause him and thinking about all of this, and about the plan to make a polyjuice potion he and His friends made, when he heard a large crack and an house elf was standing on his chest, it took him a few seconds to recognize him as Dobby, the house elf who stole his letters during the first week of summer before he started talking with Neville and Ron in the fire place, after which he showed up in his room trying to convince him not to come to Hogwarts, before Marcus called binki, his personal house elf to kick him out.
"What are you doing here, Dobby?"
"Marcus Potter came back to school," he whispered miserably. "Dobby warned and warned Marcus Potter. Ah sir, why didn't you heed Dobby?
"If Marcus Potter only knew!" Dobby groaned, more tears dripping onto his ragged pillowcase. "If he knew what he means to us, to the lowly, the enslaved, we dregs of the magical world! Dobby remembers how it was when He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was at the height of his powers, sir! We house-elves were treated like vermin, sir! Of course, Dobby is still treated like that, sir," he admitted, drying his face on the pillowcase. "But mostly, sir, life has improved for my kind since you triumphed over He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Marcus Potter survived, and the Dark Lord's power was broken, and it was a new dawn, sir, and Marcus Potter shone like a beacon of hope for those of us who thought the Dark days would never end, sir… And now, at Hogwarts, terrible things are to happen, are perhaps happening already, and Dobby cannot let Marcus Potter stay here now that history is to repeat itself, now that the Chamber of Secrets is open once more—"
"So there is a Chamber of Secrets?" Marcus whispered. "And did you say it's been opened before? Tell me, Dobby!"
He seized the elf's bony wrist as Dobby's hand inched toward the water jug. "But I'm not Muggle-born—how can I be in danger from the Chamber?"
"Ah, sir, ask no more, ask no more of poor Dobby," stammered the elf, his eyes huge in the dark. "Dark deeds are planned in this place, but Marcus Potter must not be here when they happen—go home, Marcus Potter, go home. Harry Potter must not meddle in this, sir, 'tis too dangerous—"
"Who is it, Dobby?" Marcus said, keeping a firm hold on Dobby's wrist to stop him from hitting himself with the water jug again. "Who's opened it? Who opened it last time?"
"Dobby can't, sir, Dobby can't, Dobby mustn't tell!" squealed the elf.
"Sir must go home! Dobby thought his Bludger would be enough to make—"
"Your Bludger?" said Marcus , anger rising once more. "What d'you mean, your Bludger? You made that Bludger try and kill me?"
"Not kill you, sir, never kill you!" said Dobby, shocked. "Dobby wants to save Marcus Potter's life! Better sent home, grievously injured, than remain here, sir! Dobby only wanted Marcus Potter hurt enough to be sent home!"
"Well, I didn't ask for your help, I don't need your help, and if you are unwilling to tell me about the chamber of secrets, stop helping me!"
Just as Dobby was about to answer, footsteps were heard by the both of them.
"Dobby must go!" breathed the elf, terrified. There was a loud crack, and Marcus's fist was suddenly clenched on thin air. He slumped back into bed, his eyes on the dark doorway to the hospital wing as the footsteps drew nearer.
Next moment, Dumbledore was backing into the dormitory, wearing a long woolly dressing gown and a nightcap. He was carrying one end of what looked like a statue. Professor McGonagall appeared a second later, carrying its feet. Together, they heaved it onto a bed.
"Get Madam Pomfrey," whispered Dumbledore, and Professor McGonagall hurried past the end of Marcus's bed out of sight. Marcus lay quite still, pretending to be asleep. He heard urgent voices, and then Professor McGonagall swept back into view, closely followed by Madam Pomfrey, who was pulling a cardigan on over her nightdress. He heard a sharp intake of breath.
"What happened?" Madam Pomfrey whispered to Dumbledore, bending over the statue on the bed.
"Another attack," said Dumbledore. "Minerva found him on the stairs."
"There was a bunch of gr.a.p.es next to him," said Professor McGonagall. "We think he was trying to sneak up here to visit Potter."
Marcus's stomach gave a horrible lurch. Slowly and carefully, he raised himself a few inches so he could look at the statue on the bed. A ray of moonlight lay across its staring face.
It was Colin Creevey. His eyes were wide and his hands were stuck up in front of him, holding his camera.
As much as Marcus should have been upset, he couldn't help but being relived it wasn't one of his friends.
"Petrified?" whispered Madam Pomfrey.
"Yes," said Professor McGonagall. "But I shudder to think… If Albus hadn't been on the way downstairs for hot chocolate—who knows what might have—"
The three of them stared down at Colin. Then Dumbledore leaned forward and wrenched the camera out of Colin's rigid grip.
"You don't think he managed to get a picture of his attacker?" said Professor McGonagall eagerly.
Dumbledore didn't answer. He opened the back of the camera.
"Good gracious!" said Madam Pomfrey.
A jet of steam had hissed out of the camera. Marcus, three beds away, caught the acrid smell of burnt plastic.
"Melted," said Madam Pomfrey wonderingly. "All melted…"
"What does this mean, Albus?" Professor McGonagall asked urgently.
"It means," said Dumbledore, "that the Chamber of Secrets is indeed open again."
Madam Pomfrey clapped a hand to her mouth. Professor McGonagall stared at Dumbledore.
"But, Albus… surely… who?"
"The question is not who," said Dumbledore, his eyes on Colin. "The question is, how…"
And from what Marcus could see of Professor McGonagall's shadowy face, she didn't understand this any better than he did.
Albus Dumbledore's POV
Albus was in a real problem right now, he knew where the entrance to the chamber was, how could he not? He has 50 years to find it with the help of Myrtle dying right above it, the problem was that only a perselmouth could enter, and he wasn't one.
So how can he enter that place? Who did Tom used this time to go inside this castle? And is there a way to make it another test for Marcus?
November 25 1992
Harry's POV
It was the day after Lockhart's first dueling club, and while Harry had better things to do, like talking with Luna, study microbiology (which, with the help of his new reading glasses he finished half of), reading arithmency (he was in fifth year's books right now as it was similar to a seventh year in muggle school with only bits of differences so he was only reading it as a reference and did not need practice), or practice magic, in fact everything would be better but as he needed to know if Marcus Potter could talk to snakes so he listened to the rumors of Hogwarts for the first time, and heard about the incident of Marcus talking to the snake and being horrified by it, after which his parents came to take him home.
As he finished breakfast and was about to go to the ROR for a few hours of studying before going to his blacksmithing lesson, he couldn't help thinking about the ramifications of both of them being able to talk to snakes and what did it mean about the horcrox in his head.
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Time waits to no one, and Harry was so busy he didn't have enough of it.
It took him till the start of the winter holidays, but with the help of the fast-reading glasses, he finally knew what he was missing for completing all his basic requirements for beginning to create spells- runes and advance computer programming.
He finished studying the microbiology books, and all of the arithmancy books while keeping his daily schedule, and after reading the arithmancy books he finally understood the idea behind wand waving.
You see, arithmancy in its basics isn't about calculating the future like what students are being taught in third year, nor is it spell creation where you calculate the way you need to move your wand to get the desired control for your intent - which you use wards for, it is much deeper then that.
Arithmancy is in fact the way to calculate the way you do rituals, just like if you want a software to run correctly you need to not only write it correctly but to create it you need lots of mathematics calculations, in rituals you need to write runes as the code but the arithmancy is needed to calculate how to write it.
As for spell creation? It is simply putting basic parameters into known arithmancy equations and then locate the right words, as the only thing it is used for is the control of magical power and the number of words to use in the spell as to make sure the intent is compacted just enough, as the wand does the rest.
while in rituals you need to calculate the space, time and a bunch of other things in addition to the magical control and words.
All of the above made Harry super confused how could he use magic without the nessesery calculations.
It took him a week of confusion and searching for answers in books with no help success till he went where he always went when he was stuck on a problem- professor Flitwick
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December 20th 1992
"Hey professor, may I come in?"
"Mr. peverel, I'm so happy you came, after last year I have been expecting to continue our meetings but you haven't came till now.
May I ask why?"
"Well Professor, after last year when my practicals left much to be desired, I decided to focus a little bit more on ways to improve on that, so I didn't have much time to read as I wish to, plus I started to learn a little bit about next year's electives so I can decide which class I want to go to."
"It is great idea, in fact I always advice to do exactly that to my house, even if I tell them that only after the middle of the school year. So what help do you need?"
"You see, I learned about the arithmancy's job in spell creation and couldn't help but remembering our conversations last year about accidental magic, wandless magic, point magic, and wordless magic, if you need all of those things to cast a spell how is it possible that in the past wizards did wandless magic? How is it possible that even people who didn't learn arithmancy to do wordless magic and even incstanteniusly? How can we do point magic?" And how can children do magic with no learning at all?"
"Wow, you came out with the big questions." Professor Flitwick chuckled "Let's take it from the easiest thing to explain to the impossible.
There are many ways to classify magic, there is our school's way of charms, transfigurations, potions dark charms and more.
There is our country's way of dark and light. There is the way the religious people in the Vatican and the churches will classify it, as miracle vs witchcraft, and much more ways.
But in our conversation we will divide magic to two parts, ritualistic magic and artistic magic.
ritualistic magic is almost the only way we use magic this days, it is a way of doing magic by following instructions, put the ingredients in the cauldron in a specific way to create the desired potion and move the wand and say the words in the exact way you were taught to create the exact spells you need, it is simple, sure way to do magic. As for the second way, it is as it's name, more of an artistic way of doing magic, it is more like painting or playing music, this is the way of alchemy and enchantment, and it is also the way of accidental magic.
it is an unclear way filled with experimentations and there isn't one way to get the desired affect, every person would have to go in a way of it's own. And while you can learn some of it in books or mentors, in the end, to get to your maximum potential you have to create your own path.
It is a way that has less control for more effect.
Those two ways while sounding contradicting, do in fact cross paths.
Wordless magic and point magic are two of them, wordless magic use the calculations you do for the control of your magical power while throwing away all the intent parts in them and in the words by using the caster's intent as a way to skip that part, while point magic take the intent part of the calculations and leave the magical control to either the caster's own ability or, as we discussed before, to the caster's connections to the spell.
All of the spells you are learning in school are ritualistic, while only in sixth year you would start learn to use a little bit of arts in the spells in ways of silent casting and sometimes basic alchemy.
As for wandless magic, there isn't any way to know which one of the ways is it based on as we have no one who can do it but most believe it is the artistic way to the extreme."
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It was three days later that he found the answer to the question.
While the intent part of the magic is extremely artistic and for charms it looks like it is entirely artistic, the wandless transfigurations need even better control then ritualistic magic, so it can't be defined in any of the ways the professor told him about, which meant it is a third way, but he didn't believe that his way of wandless magic is the same as the old one.
It is a new way.
A way that he discovered with the studies of all of those who came before him, muggle and wizards.
A way that combine the intent of the art with the systematic way of ritualistic learning.
A way that made bigger demands from its walkers then any other way.
A way that you can walk but can never end, as there is always things you don't know.
And as a way to honor all the things he had to learn to use it, Harry called it, the 'Scientific way
