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Chapter: 111111 winners and second tournament
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Harry's POV
For the last month he has been preparing for this moment, with the exception of his body workout and magical control workout he abandoned all his other projects, working solely on the disks, AI code, and magical power container, which is practically three rune schemes on a metal box and the philosopher's stone in the box, one that put the power that the came player give in the container, one that prevent the stone from taking it, and one that move the power into the machines it relates to, which can be at most three machines right now.
The reason he needed the philosopher's stone there is that he still hasn't managed to figure out how to prevent the magical energy from disappearing to the atmosphere, yet it is something basic the stone does, as for the second scheme, it's because they need as much of the energy as possible, and by letting it get sucked in and then out of the stone they would lose 7% of the energy.
But right now non of it mattered, what mattered that the ritual succeeded, the soft were uploaded, and the first ever Matai (magical and technological artificial intelligent) was born.
yet, as right now it had zero knowledge, as it was just born, he let it use the scanning magic he put on it, the same one people use for pictures so they can see out side of their frame, and left it with all the books he brought him, which were encyclopedias, muggle school books for every subject he could think of till after collage, and magical theory books, the only subject he made sure not to put in was robotics, as even with the core rules he put in his core and the golem magic that should make him house elf level loyal, he still can't fully trust it, it's why his core rules were:
1) never do something that can harm Harry Peverel, directly or non directly.
2) never use magic without permission
3) even if given permission never change your core rules
4) do the best it can to help Harry Peverel
5)never disobey Harry Peverel
6) never lie to Harry Peverel
With those 6 rules, his golem ritual, and the fact he would never let it get into the internet, so it won't get viruses, nor would he let anyone, magical or not, near it, made him trust the AI enough to upload it to the super computer he got from Basitill and connected it to the magical container, so it can do simple scanning magic and page flipping magic.
Knowing it would take the computer 29 hours to go through the books, Harry left for his long awaited break.
Fred's POV
When Harry first told us about his idea, the sucking energy game, Fred thought the boy was crazy, sure, it felt like a genius idea at first look, making a game that use 1% of a persons magic to work but sucks 5%, there fore talking 4% of the person's magical energy every game at least, not including the magical power up that illusions can get, but, why would people pay for cards if they can get it for free? It was then that Harry explained his marketing idea.
First, give each of the students a basic deck of cards, with only a few students with rare cards.
Second, create a tournament with unique cards for the winners, who would probably be those with rare cards, but make sure most of them won't really win anything by putting stronger opponents against them.
As for the third, he was just about to announce it.
"Well, I hope you enjoyed the first monster cards tournament, as for our Professor cards holders - in tenth place the holder of the Professor Trelawney card- the fifth year Ravenclaw- Roger Davies, who showed never to take the future lightly." The Ravenclaws were clapping and cheering so loud he had to let them stop before he continued. "Ninth place, the holder of the professor Vector card - it's professor Vector, who made sure we understood the math behind her cards."
Fred could see how people liked his interpretations, which made him understand why Lee Jorden kept doing them.
"Eighth place is also the professor on the card - professor Babbling, showing the power of traps.
Seventh as you all know is a magical number, which is why there was no battle for that holder and there for, the professor Binns card, goes to one lovely Hufflepuff- Susan bones.
Sixth was a surprise, as it came as a tie when Oliver wood a seventh year Gryffindor, managed use the card Bombarda and strengthened it with his own magic to the maximum, therefore activating the card special effect that instead of only destroying one monster on the field, he destroyed them all and pulled both his, and the professor's life points to zero as they both didn't have much left, after much thought, we decided to give the card to Oliver, for a well done execution!
Fifth, it was professor Sprout who won, showing everyone that plant cards aren't to be taken lightly.
Fourth, Professor Flitwick showed us how to win by using the power of dueling like a true, professional duelist.
Third, professor Snape used his potion cards to teach us how potions can be used to bewitch the mind, brew glory, even stopper death.
Second place was another surprise as it went to the sixth year Slytherin Garrick Ogden by using the Professor McGonagall card to defeat Professor McGonagall
And of course, first place go to Dumbledore, who showed us that sometimes, instead of needing a strategy, you can just smash your opponent with insane strengthening of a card, but remember, it can also spell your defeat."
He then let his brother take charge.
"Now," George said "this is the end of the first tournament, but also the beginning of another, bigger tournament." The audience went wild, meaning that they truly love the game. "This one is longer, a tournament based on points, where every person has ten points and by winning you get one point of your opponent and the 50 people with most points by the time the winter vacation is over get into a special tournament, with the last four to survive it would each get a founder card, with first place getting the hogwarts field magic," again the crowd went wild, proving their idea that people in this school are way too obsessed with houses and founders.
"Now, if your points are finished, yet you want more chances to play, you can, just play for fun, or, if you want to get points, you can bet a card you own versus a point of your opponent, just go to a teacher so no one would say the other one cheated.
Lastly, I think I said a mistake, while the cards are a gift for the students, the disks in which you play them are something that by the end of the year would need to be returned to us, as we will maintain them and make sure next year it would go to the students again.
Thank you, and I hope you would win!" As George said his last line, Fred saw Luna casting the charm and instantly on every disk's center the number 10 showed up, announcing the start of the second tournament and the start of people rushing to buy cards to improve their decks, for a bigger chance to win, 'this is gonna be a long day
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Chapter: 112112 productive two weeks
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Two weeks later
Marcus' POV
The monster cards duel become the number one thing people talk about, whether it's about their duels, someone else's duel, or even just about their cards, it was all everybody could speak about, even the second break-in of Sirius Black didn't cause much noise, with the exception with Ron, who used the fact he was attacked to gain the pity of his brothers and gained his unique Chudley Cannons deck, that was instantly regarded as the worst deck ever by having him lose all the points he had left in less then four turns a game.
Marcus on the other hand wasn't doing so bad till today, as he got some rare cards from his mother who said she didn't want to play, and managed to get 12 points.
yet all of it changed, when Malfoy came and asked to bet his 11 points on a game.
Marcus agreed, why shouldn't he? He saw Malfoy's Duels, and knew he could defeat him, which is why he was surprised when the duel started and all of the blond boy's cards changed.
"I summon a bogart to stage!" Malfoy yelled "while the Boggart has no real attack power he has a special ability- as long as my opponent have only one monster on the field, he can frighten his monster back to his hand - now boggart, scare his Whomping Willow back to his hand."
"How does you get this rare card? I thought only Professor Lupin had it!"
"He did, before I payed the twins to create this deck that will destroy you! Now I use accio to summon a card from my deck, and then I activate this card- Ekrizdis' abomination, if I sacrifice my boggart, I can special summon, the immortal, the unique, the greatest terror the world has - the Dementor! Not only this monster can't be destroys by ordinary means as long as my magic card Ekrizdis' abomination is in place, once a turn I can make it suck the soul of one of my monster cards in hand and deal the damage directly at you!"
As you can guess, he lost, making him pissed.
"Why on earth would you let Malfoy get his hands on a Dementor card?" If he wasn't as angry as he was he probably wouldn't have yelled at the twins, as everybody know that it's something that you would regret, yet right now Marcus didn't care.
"Don't you have any house pride? Why let Slytherin win?"
"First of all, you know better then to yell at us." The twin on the right, which was probably Fred said. "And secondly, of course we have house pride, we don't want any Slytherin to win, but what can you do? He paid us to create a Dementor deck for him, said it was just for you."
"I have an idea, how about give everyone in Gryffindor a deck full of the greatest cards?" Marcus said, lowering his tone as he didn't want to truly anger the demon twins.
"We can't," said the twins on the left, probably George. "we made an agreement with Professor Flitwick, so he would sponsor our game, that we won't give anyone free cards except on the first day of the game, but..." he stoped to think.
"But what?" Marcus asked in a hurry
"If you want Gryffindor to have a costumed deck, we could do it, as long as you payed the price- one galleon a card."
"Are you crazy?! Just to make myself a deck I would need to pay 40 to 60 galleons!"
"What can I tell you? That's what Malfoy did."
In the end he created a deck for himself by asking wis father for money and managed to defeat Malfoy, who just went to create another deck, in the end, after the two of them created fire decks each to counter the other, it was only when their dads both denied them the money that they started once again acc.u.mulate points by kicking the other students' ass, only for both of them to be defeated by Susan Bones and her semi-Legendary card- Professor Binns, who while has zero attack points, can make the opponent duelist fall asleep therefore concede the duel.
When asked, the twins said it was the hardest card to make till this day, as they not only needed to research the right words for the professor to say, but also keep awake at history class.
From that day onwards, there was an unwritten rule for the game- never play against Susan unless you have exorcism magic card or Silencio in your deck.
Harry's POV
The last two weeks were the ones with most progress Harry has ever seen.
With the help of Gai (golemed artificial intelligent), every project Harry has been working about moved forward.
He has managed to fully isolate the gene stand that is blood cursed, the curse- which was known as Blood malediction had no known cure, nor exact symptoms as they changed based on the person.
Yet, after having Gai compare all the strands of DNA Harry had, whether it's human or an animal, and then he compares two different strands of DNA he had of the girl, he found that Astoria's DNA was in a constant shift, little by little her body change to that of an animal, an arctic fox, to be exact, which is why her hair color is also shifting, and why her DNA is similar in some way to that of the twins, as they used a potion to gain the ability to change to a specific animal added to their DNA, the problem that probably got her sick, that probably got all the carriers of this born ability instead of gaining it by hard work, is that they only got half of it, instead of being born with the ability to change to an animal and back, she could only change forward, therefore making their magic instinctively fight their natural ability till it kills them, the only way it doesn't kill them is if they stop fighting, therefore forever being stuck in that form.
Harry has two ideas to cure the illness, both of them are to his advantage.
1) continue his research and find a way to specifically change a single stand of DNA, making her truly cured, yet losing the ability to shapeshifter forever, as for him, he would gain the road to make his body perfect
2) work on animagus and Metamorphmagus DNA stands, find a way to combine them therefore let her gain the ability to change back, and gain the advantage of both of them and the ability to change to any creature of his desire.
It would only be at Christmas, as in five days, that he would show the results of his research to Daphne's father and decide together with him which path to focus on.
No matter what, he would research both.
In transfiguration he finally finished fifth year and started the sixth, in which he straight away moved to the second part of the year which was about subtle changing of a living animal, as the first part, just like charms, was about silent casting the spells of year 1-5, as it works on sharpening your control, something he already did, and had a higher level in then all wand users.
Speaking of control, as he started using the Tesla coils as a beacon to the magical energy students give to the disks, he started to work on creating a higher level of controlling instruments, by controlling the sound of violin, viola, and cello by magic alone.
In his muggle studies, Quantum mechanics, as it was theoretical sub-subject of physics, something a already studied, he managed to completely finish the books.
As for his electrical engineering, the progress is the slowest he has ever had on a subject, as even though he was halfway throughthrough to finish reading the books, most of the work is supposed to be by working with the material, and while he managed, with the help of the time turner, to create a time of four hours a week in which he can come to the university to work on those stuff, it would take him far too much time to finish this degree.
All in all, this was productive two weeks
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Chapter: 113113 Nothing went right
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Ron's POV
Nothing was coming right for him since the beginning of the school's year.
It started out out great.
His summer vacation in Egypt was terrific, for the first time on his life he was in another country, for the first time in his life he didn't feel poor, hell, he even got a new wand, and those things are expensive.
He thought his life was changing, it felt they did, like for once he was the main character in the story, instead of just the sidekick.
And then Sirius Black escaped Azkaban.
Suddenly, his pet rat was sick, an escaped Death Eater was on the loose after his best mate, who not only had both parents at school to protect him, but also his uncle.
And it's not that he hoped Marcus would get hurt, but after two years where Hermione was the smart friend, who was always studying, Neville the knowledgeable friend, who had years of preparation to be the heir of a noble, pure-blood family, and Marcus the hero who was the center of attention, the youngest seeker in the last century, and the one who saved the school not once, but twice, he really hoped to be more than the comical relief.
It was why, when his brothers made the new game, he finally thought that would be his chance, get the best cards, become the best, be famous as more than just Marcus' best friend.
But apparently his twin older brothers cares more about money than their family, even if their brother was almost murdered!
Well, at least they are staying at school while he is going home for Christmas.
Nothing went right this year.
Neville's POV
Nothing was coming right for him since the beginning of the school's year.
First were the Dementors on the train station and first quidditch game.
Those foul creatures, while making everybody miserable, had worse affects on him, no, not Marcus' bad, but getting close.
And then was the the bogart fiasco, having his parents lookalikes telling him that what he always knew, what his gran always told him, that he wasn't good enough to be their son, was bad enough, being told that in front the entire class? Even worse.
Yet even this wasn't the worst, no, that reserved for what happened next, finding out his first true friend, before Marcus and Ron were considered one, before even Hermione was considered one, the one he stoped being friends with, who he and Hermione abandoned because he belittle them, was actually the one who tried to help the most, who, instead of just give unhelpful comfort, who just agreed with them, argued and fight for their benefit.
He stayed friends with them even when he went to Slytherin.
He stayed friends with them even as everyone else called them the squib and know it all.
He even stayed friends with them as they were so prideful for their win against the troll, which, as they studied about the trolls this year, he knew was just a lucky win.
He bought him a seven galleon worth gift for Christmas, something he didn't even got from his gran, for the sole reason that he thought he needs it.
And they bloody blew it.
He truly didn't know how to fix it, and Hermione wasn't any help, convinced he's evil, just because he is Slytherin, it was the first time he noticed that the Gryffindors, especially his friends treat Slytherin house same way blood-supremacists were treating muggle-born, but not the last.
He was really glad Christmas was around the corner, as he really needed advice from his gran.
Nothing went right this year.
Hermione's POV
Nothing was coming right for her since the beginning of the school's year.
Even if you forget about the Dementors and the fact a Death Eater was alter her friend nothing went right.
Even summer vacation went wrong, with her not telling her parents why she didn't write for the last months of second year so they won't pull her away from school, they were angry with her, making the entire vacation to France awkward and filled with shouting, one where in the end they told her they want to pull her out of school, where in the end she had to tell them that if she didn't complete her education at Hogwarts the government would mess with all of their memories, something only half a lie as she could study somewhere else.
Going back to school was a lot better, though not getting the time turner sucked, especially as the only reason for refusing was that they don't feel she's mature enough and that they can trust her after the polyjuice disaster. Her? Not mature enough? Not trust worthy? If not her then who? She was more mature then them the entire class! And she was sure that the only reason she didn't get her time turner was Professor Snape!
And if that wasn't bad enough, her best friend wanted to go and be friends again with that traitorous Slytherin!
If she didn't promise her parents to go back home for Christmas, then she would stay and make him stay just to have more time to beat sense to him.
Nothing went right this year.
Harry's POV
Everything went great this year!
Got his time turner, Gai the AI, Luna and the twins.
Got to his goal in physics, blacksmithing, transfiguration, made partner in a future successful business, and created the first sellable product, which also dubs as a power source for our current and future factory.
He even finished the second book in his books, which he keeps changing their names, right now it's - "beating commonsense to senseless wizards and witches vol 1 and 2"
And in two days he would show his current results in his DNA studies, and know which direction to go to for the cure.
Christmas is coming, and with it, joy
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Chapter: 114114 Christmas and paths
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Harry's POV
He should have never opened his mouth.
Saying it was a great year so far was just asking for a godly intervention, which came of course in the shape of a rainy Christmas.
Yet, the mighty force up in the sky forgot one thing, he has magic, and he was not afraid to use it.
Which was why, two hours after he woke up for his daily workout and opening his presents (he got a diamond watch from Luna, who a couple of weeks ago learnt that it was made from pressured coal and made it herself, candies from the twins, and a firebolt broom with no note, which felt like it means Sirius couldn't be original for him), he had to go take a nap to recharge, as he used his entire magical power to fill the castle with snow.
After waking up to the screams of anger of the teachers and joy of the students, he quietly sneaked away to the room of requirements, where he used the vanishing cabinet to go to his apartment, before going to the leaky cauldron and from there, in the floo network, he shouted "Greengrass' manor!" before disappearing.
Daphne's POV
Daphne was excited, not for the fact it was Christmas, no, that was just a muggle holiday she truly didn't care about, she already celebrated the Winter Solstice a few days ago.
No, it wasn't because she got presents, even though it was nice to get that diamond earrings from Lovegood, (though why would she give her such expensive gift?) and the candies she got from Tracy were yummy, even the microbiology book she got from Harry was thoughtful, but no, that wasn't her reason for excitement either.
No, there was only one reason for her excitement, and that was that this day was the day when Harry would finally show the results of his research, and as much as her father told her not to have too much hope, he wasn't the one who had lessons with that guy once every two weeks, who listened to the marvels muggles figured out about the human body, and the ways magic can be used with that knowledge to take healing to another level.
It both amazed her and terrified her, as muggles, who she thought were no better then monkeys, were actually in some ways equal or even better then magical people.
Yes, it might terrifies her, but it also brought her hope.
Hope that her sister would get better, hope that none of her descendants would suffer, hope that this one guy who was her class mate, who was actually younger then her, would be able to do what countless wizards and witches tried to do and failed- cure blood malediction.
With a knock on the door where they have their floo network, Daphne knew he was here.
"Father! Astoria! He is here!"
While her father and sister were rushing down the stairs, she went to open the door while looking at the clock only to see he arrived right on time, 10:15 exactly.
"Hello Harry, good morning."
"Marry Christmas Daphne, hope you're enjoying your vacation at home."
"While we do not celebrate Christmas and the Winter Solstice has already passed, I really hope you also have a nice vacation with your family."
"Oh, no, I stay in Hogwarts for my vacation, you see, no family"
The awkwardness she felt, as she remembered how he was kicked out of his family for no reason but being a Slytherin lasted until her father came, with her sister right behind him.
"Hello Harry, good to see you, how are you?"
"I'm fine, Basitill, thanks for asking, how are you?"
"I'm doing just fine as well."
"Well, I hope after our conversation you would feel even better."
This sentence made Daphne's heart burst with joy, so much so, that she couldn't stop her mouth from going wild.
"Did you do it? You did it, didn't you? You found a cure! What is it? Tell me!"
Usually, She wouldn't be so out of control, and even if she did, her father would admonish her, but this time her father didn't say anything, instead he only had an expecting look on his face.
"Ahhhh, no. I guess I shouldn't have said it like that. What I meant is that I found the exact cause for the illness, and directions of how to proceed to cure her."
Daphne felt like her hopes were shattered, she wanted to yell at him for saying it like that, but she knew it wasn't a smart idea, her father already reprimanded her last time she yelled at Harry that unless we didn't need his help we should never make him angry.
"How about we sit?" Her father said in his diplomatic voice "Would you like some tea?" "No thank you, I just drank some."
That couldn't be true, she noticed he disliked tea, hated pumpkin juice, and she even heard him call, just two weeks ago, butterbear an abomination, the only hot beverage she saw him drink, without considering the occasional hot chocolate, was this foul smelling thing he called coffee. So either he meant he drank some beverage, or he doesn't trust them enough to drink something they made, something to think about.
"Let me start by saying it is a really good progress, we managed to identify the exact cause for the blood malediction, which means we are half way to curing it."
The encouraging words did nothing to her, nor her father, though her sister was a different story.
"Really?! That's good! Isn't it?" Changing her tone mid-sentence as she looked at Daphne and their father's faces
"It is," their father smiled at Astoria and said softly before looking back at Harry "though I would like a deeper explanation about what your research found out."
"Of course." Harry said before starting to explain.
He explained how the DNA of muggles shouldn't change, and when it does, even the slightest bit, it can cause something called cancer in muggle bodies.
He explained how this cancer work and how muggles cure it after a request from father, terrifying all three of them- as having your own body fight against you was bad enough, having to inject poison into it to survive was even worse.
He then explained that wizards seem to have the ability to change their DNA for a period of time without known side effects, as they do in human transfiguration, animagus, polyjuice, and even Metamorphmagus, yet only in one or two of them, you truly change your DNA, as in the others you just super position a different DNA on top of yours, making your body think this is your DNA.
He explained how Astoria's problem is that her DNA is it a constant need to change to an animal form, something that was caused probably by their ancestors, who might have done a ritual similar to the animagus potion before its creation, but passed only half of the results of it to their descendants, letting them change to an animal but not back.
He explained that the physical changes Astoria is having is her body trying to change to an Arctic fox, while the weakness she always has is her magic fighting it.
How the end result is either death, like her family always had, or full change to animal, as some of the other people who had it became.
He explained the five paths they can take on his road to cure her.
1) they can make sure she always have polyjuice potion with her, as long as she never stop taking it she won't change to animal form, it's the quickest method, yet even if she never forgets to take it every hour, making her take it in sleep would be troubling, not to mention that he doesn't know how living in someone else's body would affect her mentally.
2) He can research a way to make the polyjuice last forever, or combine his research with already giving her the potion, yet the same problems are still there.
3) Do the same only with partial transfiguration, with the help of a transfiguration master they can make sure her body still look the same and has no problem, though she would still need constant care from the master and him being willing to sacrifice their magic to keep her in that state.
4) He can research in the direction of Gene splicing- which would basically allow him to insert new genes into her sister as a way to fully cure her, but he did say it would take the most time, and he even said it doesn't have 100% chances of success.
5) He can research in the direction of animagus transformation and Metamorphmagus, as a way to turn her into a full animagus, thus making it into a good thing, but he would need their help getting not only books on those subjects, or animagus and Metamorphmagus volunteers to study them, but also to find other people like Astoria, and even some who might have already fully turned, making it the most expensive of them all, as even polyjuice, if you want big quantities, you can just raise the ingredients at home, and they would only need the transfiguration master's help for a few years, only until Daphne or even Astoria has good enough control to do it themselves.
Yet there was no question.
"We would get you everything you need just make her better."
This is the day that would change the life of a family of three.
This is the day that would lead to the greatest experimentation in the wizards world for the last 200 years
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George's POV
Waking up in Hogwarts in Christmas felt normal and weird at the same time.
One on hand, with five years of time spent in this castle for most of the year, Hogwarts felt more like home then home.
On the other hand, waking up knowing it's Christmas, without the yelling of Ron and Ginny about presents, without the smell of the special breakfast their mom make, and without the sight of a tree in the middle of the common room just didn't feel like Christmas.
It probably didn't help that instead of snow, the one thing Fred and him truly loved about Christmas, there was rain dripping outside the window.
Signing, George woke his twin brother up with a jump on the bed "wake up sleepy head, it's presents time." He said, to which Fred answered with "auff" as George landed on the auger redhead stomach.
Rushing to the bathroom so his twin won't be able to get to it first, George couldn't help but laugh, at least he had his twin brother.
Fifteen minutes later
After both Fred and George did the things they needed it was time for presents opening, and once again, as they did every year, they couldn't help but marvel at the difference between the years before Hogwarts and now.
If before Hogwarts they each got sweater, little bits of Fudge, and never forget, coal.
From the year they started going to Hogwarts they also got presents from their friends- whether it's sweets, joke items, or quills, they got them all, not to mention the gifts they got from their Slytherin friends.
'Still weird we have two Slytherin friends.' George thought as he opened his gifts.
While it's might sound odd to think that way, since the second year both of the Weasley twins considered Harry and Luna their friends.
How can it be? If you ask that, you have never had a true, meaningful conversation with either of them.
Luna, who can make you smile even at your lowest points. Who can show you how to have different kinds of fun in everything, and had the biggest heart either of the twins have ever seen.
Harry, who under his casual, calculating face has a heart of a teacher and a mother Han, and not in a bad way, like controlling and self righteous 'I know what's best' way, but in a 'wanting his friends to have all the facts before making a decision' way.
A boy, no man, as you can't truly know him and still consider him a boy, who the second he consider you his friend would do everything in his power to help you.
So yes, two Slytherin friends, what would their parents say? A chuckle escaped George's mouth, something that was turned to a deep inhale as he opened Luna's gift.
It was perfect-like pin, yet, instead of having a giant P on it, it had an L on it, yet the biggest difference was that instead of being iron plated gold, it was made of silver with diamonds all over it.
A quick look at Fred made him see one just like that only with a T on it, making him mouth as he understood it was about their animagus forms- Timon and Lago.
Looking at the note in his gift he only sees half a sentence "aim your wand at the paper and" knowing the other half was in Fred's hands as it wasn't the first time they got this kind of notes, he was about to go to Fred's bad and unite the notes, yet his twin was already near him.
After uniting the notes it said "aim your wand at the paper and say your famous lines.
Looking at each other the burst into laughing before Each saying the famous lines.
"Hakuna matata"
"Lago wants cracker"
They felt their magic leaves them, another thing they had to be grateful to their Slytherin friends for, as usually you can't feel your magic, but ever since they started practicing their magic on the coils, and even more so, ever since they started learning wandless magic, they can't stop feeling it.
Anyway, the paper quickly changed, repairing itself back to a card and words being deleted and added.
'Mary Christmas! I hope you like the presents I gave you and that you would have fun laughing about being a perfect Animagi!
FYI: Just that you won't feel guilty, the presents didn't cost more then two Sickles each, as I asked Harry to make them with a Sickle and the diamonds were made by a magical muggle method.
Love Luna'
"That's... amazing"
"If we knew this method before, we wouldn't need money!"
"Though, with the game as it's going, plus all the explanation plans, not to mention the joke items we are about to start selling, we have no money problems."
"That's not what I meant, I meant, why, if he can actually make money, would Harry do business, not to mention with us instead of alone?"
They looked at each other, both understanding fell upon them at the same time.
"He did it for us! To jump start our business."
For the first time since they were seven, the tears in their eyes weren't fake, yet, as they each felt awkward about it, they both went back to their presents, each in his own mind, only to join back together with both of their last presents of the day less then five minutes later, as once again it was a joint gift.
This time, Fred got an empty book with Vol 1 on it, while George got another empty book only with Vol 2 on it.
Other then that, they both got notes with intensive oaths, both exactly the same and both extremely similar to the one they took before starting their wandless lessons.
"I (full name here) swear on my magic and life, that I won't use the knowledge I gain from this book to destroy the world nor become an overlord, I also swear I won't give any of the knowledge to any person who has not taken the oath, in any form or way. Lumus-Nox"
After swearing the oath, the paper with the oath on it changed, once again draining a little bit of magic, with now a spell instruction on it.
Doing it quickly, George's eyes felt tingly.
Looking at his book which now had a title on it- beating commonsense to senseless wizards and witches vol 2, and Fred's had Vol 1- which after opening appeared to be the same as the 'Explanation for idiotic wizards witches, biology, Chemistry and other basic muggle subjects that even dumb magical people should know part 1' book they got last year, only with a different name and this time permanent.
Putting the books to the side, they both got ready for breakfast.
Getting out of the common room, as soon as they went beyond sir Cadogan's painting, they were greeted by snow every where, and by that he means everywhere- the entire floor had a 3 feet tall snow on it and they could see the other floors weren't much different, at this point there was only one thing to do.
"Snow ball fight?"
"Snow ball fight
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Fred's POV
While creating snow ball war inside the castle was incredible, what made it even better was the fact they didn't do anything and couldn't be blamed, after all, no one in their right mind could imagine two students filling the entire school with snow.
Therefore, the blame went to the other prankster group this castle had, even though only two of them were here right now- the Marauders.
Prongs, Padfoot, Moony and wormtail - the Marauders, until two months ago they used to the twins heroes, their role models, not any more.
Knowing who they really are, not the public version, but who they are when all the masks dropped, made them disgusted.
Prongs or James Potter who was known as a hero in the wizarding world for the actions of his son, was someone they despised long ago, ever since he threw Harry away like used garbage after being sorted into Slytherin, before even knowing he left his one year old child for 10 years and barley apologized for it, the Weasley have a code of their own, family before all, as long as they consider someone family they would never abandon them, it was why they knew, 100% - that he was garbage.
Wormtail or Peter Pettigrew who knowingly betrayed his friends and their children to Voldemort, with the encouragement of the headmaster as support.
Pudfoot or Sirius Black, who as a 16 years old almost made his friend a murderer.
And Moony, who they would have respected, after all, he was a werewolf prankster- how awesome is that? But he became something worse then all, except, you know, the other three- a teacher.
Anyway, those four deserve the screaming James Potter got from McGonagall after they convinced the professor they wouldn't know how to make snow fall in the entire school, even if they didn't do it.
After the screaming was over, and both James Potter and Professor Lupin were on snow cleaning duty, came the Christmas breakfast feast, and let him tell you, it was LEGENDARY! Never mind the food, although it was great, they were talking about the surprise gift crackers, the ones they heard about from their friends who stayed before, the ones that gave many kinds of gifts, the ones they asked the headmaster to put in monster duel cards.
"Oh my god."
"I got a Santa Claus card!"
"I got a winter solace ritual card!"
"Someone want a snow monster? It doesn't work with my fire deck."
"Sure, only if you would take this goblin card."
Those kind of talks were all around the table, making the professors smile at them, and they even heard Snape talk quietly about how they use their creativity productively, instead on pranks, which made them pale at the horror and start planning their next one, after all, they have a reputation to up hold.
They were so into their next prank idea, that they almost missing Harry walking in.
Harry's POV
Walking into the grand hall in the middle of breakfast usually doesn't make much noise, but this was Christmas.
So, of course almost every eye in the Hall was looking at him, even if just so they can say merry Christmas.
Normally, he wouldn't care, he wasn't part of the group in Slytherin that antagonize everyone, nor was he someone special people noticed, the Fidelius charm made sure of it.
Yet this year has one huge difference from other years- the entire Potter family was sitting at the table right in front of him.
This entire year he managed to avoid the two people who gave him away, only to come back into his life and kill his parents.
He avoided eye contact, and the teachers' table, a notice me not was automatically on him whenever he noticed them, and rejected Lupin's half-assed attempts at reconnecting with him.
Why avoid them? Because everyone he sees them he gets so angry he can't control his rage even with Occlumency, and he isn't willing to stay close enough to say something or do something he would regret, like giving any of them a clue as to what is happening to their bank account or how telling the news about their abandonment might affect public opinion, no, he needed to do it at the right time, hit them when they are low.
Now though, now he has to survive a polite conversation with them, magic help him.
Remus' POV
Coming back to school wasn't an easy choice, even if he came as a professor.
Even if he has the necessary qualifications to teach, at the very least more then Snape.
Even if the school desperately need a competent DADA teacher, something it didn't have for more then two years.
Even if he needed the job to be able to stay in the country.
He wasn't willing!
He wasn't willing to become the school charity project once more- the werewolf the headmaster let in, when there are a hundred more he didn't.
He wasn't willing to become the one in debt once more, feeling the need to do as Dumbledore say with guilt whenever he failed.
No, he would rather move to the states.
Yet here he was, and there are two reasons why- Sirius and Harry.
Sirius, one of his best friends in school, who betrayed them has escaped prison to hunt one of his nephews in all but blood, he would catch him, he have to.
As for Harry, if his brother is the boy who lived, Harry is the child who was abandoned, who because of things he can't control, like his brother's fame, or his house, was thrown aside, Remus know this feeling, he felt this way with his parents ever since he was bitten. So he came to connect with him.
That didn't work out.
His attempt at learning about him subtly, by looking at his greatest fear and maybe convince him to talk with him about it, thus having a meal with him, was a failure, yet success.
The boy ran after Neville Longbottom, never giving him the chance, yet showing he didn't care for the bad blood between the houses.
He tried asking if he needed help, yet the boy showed himself to be his parents' child, having perfect test scores in the theoretical part, and being good enough in the practical.
In the end he waited for a chance to get to know him.
It was now.
Christmas, the time a year muggles always use for family time and to make peace is the perfect time to talk, and to make James, Lily, Marcus and Harry talk.
And even better, to make peace, he just really wanted them back as a family.
"Hey Harry, merry Christmas." The look on his face was the less then impressed Remus was starting to get used to on severus' face.
"Merry Christmas, Remi." The mocking tone in his voice couldn't be mistaken.
"Mr Peverel! 10 points from Slytherin! Give your Professor respect!" Minerva- how weird was it to think about her as anything else but Professor McGonagall - yelled.
"I'm extremely sorry Professor, I thought for a second that we know each other intimacy."
If Remus was someone else.
If he wasn't a werewolf who stood against other werewolves as everyone around were shit-talking about his species without giving anyone the idea he is one.
If he wasn't a Marauder who withstood countless investigations about pranks they did without getting caught.
If he wasn't those things, he might have cringed from the tone Harry was speaking with, and maybe the pride Severus let appear on his face, but he didn't, instead, he smiled his nicest, most genuine smile he could manage right now and said "It's fine Minerva, it's Christmas. Harry, You can call me however you like, Professor Lupin, Remus, Lupin, Uncle Moony, and even Remi, as long as it isn't in class."
The blank look the boy had on his face made him look as if he had no answer to it, but Remus, as someone who tried most of the magical and muggle methods to relax and control his emotions could see it was Occlumency, making him almost scowl.
Who could have taught this 13 years old this advance mind technique that suppress emotions? Why would they? It's not like he's a pureblood?!
"I would like to have a conversation with you in my office about this unreasonable anger it appears you feel about me."
The deep breath the boy was talking before saying "Yes Professor Lupin." made him know this wouldn't be a nice, peace filled conversation, but a conversation that needs to be held
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Harry's POV
The rest of breakfast was extremely awkward for Harry, with Luna at home, and his two other friends kept a secret, Harry planned on using the time of meals to study the books he didn't mind people know he studies- his muggle subjects.
Yet there was one thing he didn't expect, that as he was trying to read his Quantum mechanics book, Lupin was trying to have a dialogue with him, and as it was the same professor who gave him the punishment of having to use his precious time which would be better spent elsewhere to have a 'meaningful conversation' with him about his 'anger issues', made Harry's patience ran extremely low.
"What is this book about?"
"Nothing you would find interesting." He would rather tell him that he wouldn't understand, but he truly didn't want more time wasted in detention.
"Please Harry," he really wanted to punch that shameless man whenever he called him by his first name. "I'm not only a professor in this grand institution, but reading theoretical books was something I enjoyed even as a child."
Finding the need to roll his eyes too big to resist, Harry did just that before answering. "I'm reading regarding the theory in physics that provides a description of the physical properties of nature at the scale of atoms and subatomic particles." The clueless look in the werewolf's eyes was one of the greatest things he saw on anyone's face, making him chuckle in his heart.
"I'm sorry? Atoms? What are those?"
"Oh, really?" To their side Professor Flitwick intervened. "I heard many things regarding atoms and physics from almost every muggleborn first year I had the pleasure to have in Ravenclaw, yet only three or four of them had more then basic information regarding the subject, and non continued to study it after getting to know magic is real, as you seem well read in it, would you be so kind as to explain more about the subject?" The excitement the Ravenclaws Professor and his students who heard his shrill voice had on their face made Harry know that the only acceptable answer was yes, and as long as he wouldn't talk about the benefits this studies have on magic, nor about any dangerous subjects such as weapons, Harry would be happy to make this small step into introducing wizards to science, especially as he could use this chance to get away from the previously mentioned punishment.
"I would love to, Professor. The problem is that I'm far behind my schedule in regards to this book, as I'm supposed to finish it today, and with the conversation I need to have with Professor Lupin after that, I would never manage to finish it."
The sharp glint in the charms professor's eyes showed he understood Harry was withholding knowledge as a way to get out of his punishment, yet before he could open his mouth a different man intertwined.
"As we wouldn't want to lose the chance to learn something new, I think the conversation regarding any 'anger issues'" Professor Snape sneered those words. "would be done by your head of house, me. Please mr. Peverel start your lesson." Professor Lupin looked as if he wanted to replay himself, yet stoped before any sound came out of his mouth.
"Well... sure. The first thing that needs to be understood by all of you is the basic four kinds of science..."
By the time he finished explaining basic science knowledge to all those who listened, only the three professors and four other students were still there, the rest left to either duel or join the apparently second snow war the twins were organizing in the third floor.
"Well,I need to get back to my book, if you want more knowledge about the subject I'm sure or muggle studies professor would be able to answer." Harry said while moving toward the exit, using this opportunity to make the Potter Professor to look incompetent.
"One question Mr. Peverel." The drawling of the potion Professor voice made Harry pause. "Why do you study muggle subjects instead of magical?"
Harry could answer in many ways.
He could say he studies both, though it would make people wary of his ability.
He could say he does it to honor his parents, yet he would never use them as an excuse for something so minor.
He could say how he plans on leaving the magical world once he finished school, as it worked to much based on your standing in society.
He could even say the truth and explain how one enhanced the other, but he wasn't dumb.
In the end he just said " For my enjoyment."
Severus's POV
While he was sure mr. Peverel lied to him, at least he got an answer as to why the boy keep studying those muggle subjects, subjects Severus himself hasn't touched since the day he became a Hogwarts student, and probably way before.
"I wish I could figure out why the hat gave him to your house Severus." Filius said to him pulling him from his thoughts as they went to the teachers lounge "while he sometimes have a cunningness in him, you have to admit he is perfect for Ravenclaw."
"I will admit no such thing," Severus said scrawling before smiling "though I admit he might have greater desire for knowledge then most Slytherin, it only means he has more brain then the other dunderheads."
"Oh, but he is just like Lily when sky was still a student, not only copying the instructions but understanding them."
"I don't think he is anything like Lily, and even if he is, she wasn't in Ravenclaw."
"But she should have been! And nothing like Lily? He is a great student and all the things he does, with the exception of the practical lessons he does perfectly, in fact if he wasn't sick a perfectionist I would believe his average scores in the practical parts of the lesson was him getting to hide his abilities" something tingled in the depths of his mind, yet disappeared before he could grasp on it, and he forgot it.
"It has nothing to do with any of that, the reason Lily did so well since the beginning of the school is that since the age of nine we studied my mother's potions and charms books together, by the time we stoped being friends we were halfway through the six year books."
"Really?"
"Really, and this boy, he did the same only better and all by himself
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Harry's POV
Going back to the room of requirements, Harry put aside the physics book as he started a few days ago reading once again books about a subject he hasn't read since the beginning of the year- alchemy.
The reason he stopped reading about it was not only because of the time limit he had to find the cause to Astoria's sickness, but also because of disinterest.
After reading that alchemy isn't actually about transmutations, but about the levels of change the body and magic can go throughout a person's life, and understanding the kind of change he wanted his body to go through would take time and effort, as he didn't want to only become a Metamorphmagus who can change their body shape partly or animagus who can transform into an animal, he didn't even want to become a combination, being able to change partially or fully into any animal didn't reach the top of his idea for a perfect body, no, he wanted a full control over his body, down to the cells and his DNA.
It was only now, that his first step was over, that he managed to create spells and AI whose purpose is decoding the DNA, and that he managed to get the Greengrass to not only support him financially (as he might have money, but he knows 'you should never pay for something someone else offer to'), but also with books about rituals and transformations magic, not to mention getting Metamorphmagus' DNA and even help him get a Maledictus, with his sight on one who would become well known in the future, Nagini, that he could focus on the subject.
So now, when he has to wait for the books to come he can focus on what's to come after changing his body, his magic's second transmutation, fire, or as he preferred to think about it - plasma
According to the books, while the first and second states are about having as much magical energy as possible, filling your 'magical core' (he still hasn't found anything like that in his body, and waited for the solid stage for more information) with gas so much that it becomes liquid and then filling it with liquid, with the second stage also teaching you control, the third stage is where individualities are starting to show up, where your magic is getting to a stage where things you are god at are getting better and the other things becoming unusable.
It both made sense and didn't at the same time.
It made sense as he could see the 'big shots' having specialties- Dumbledore and transfigurations, Voldemort and dark arts, the professors and their subject, each ones of the people who can fight the main fight has their own specialties and things those are almost the only thing you see them use, and the higher up they are, the less you see them use other kinds of magic.
Yet he can't understand why, as he only considered magic as energy till now, something that goes by the rules of science, he hasn't managed to find any reasonable explanation why specialties affect your magic so much so that as you gain the ability to go into specific higher magics, you lose your ability to perform regular kind of others.
It terrified him, he didn't want to lose that ability, he liked how diverse magic is, and even more then anything else, he liked that magic made sense, that his magic followed the rules of science almost always, and it didn't help that he kept being reminded about the 'almost'.
Patronus, the one magic he managed to do without the knowledge how it worked.
Yes, he has no idea how the spell worked or why, the only reason he managed to do it was that he learned it young, making it a non-accidental, accidental magic.
He understood the explanation the magical people gave to use it, but that, along with everything else they were taught in school felt like the greatest bullsh*t anyone ever created.
While he can admit words and wand movement can bring some results, he knew that without intent and real magical energy control it was just like teaching kids how to swim by throwing them into the water and watch them drown, while some might succeed, non would become Olympic swimmers. Not to mention that Harry found out by competing results, that by doing magic without the knowledge how it affects the world, especially if done wandlessly, use twice as much magical energy, making it easy to understand why even people who know wandless magic before school stop using it.
Knowing the third stage of magic is known as the purifying stage, and that he would have to sacrifice parts of his magical ability for it made him swear to find another way
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Neville's POV
As Neville sat in the train, waiting to his friends to come and the train to move, he couldn't help but think about the bittersweet Christmas he had.
Flashback
Coming back home was nice, no matter how much his grandmother berates him, he always knew it was for his own good, it is why, even though he was scared, he decided to tell her about the conflict he had with Harry, even if it was two years too late, and ask for her advice.
"Grandma," (while outside the house he calls her grandmother, indoor she would forever be grandma, granny, or even Meemaw.) "I need some advice."
"What happened now Neville?." His grandmother said, knowing by his time that he did something bad.
"Do you remember my first friend from first year?"
"Yes, that lovely girl, Hermione."
"No, Harry, the twin of Marcus who got kicked out of the Potter family."
"Oh, you mean the boy who you told me changed after going to Slytherin? Neville, I already told you, there is nothing wrong with being in Slytherin, my mother was one."
"Yes, I know that now..." Neville murmured.
"What does you say? Speak don't murmur, it's like you haven't learned anything from me."
"I said I know it now, I know all of my negative thoughts about him were misunderstandings and that I abandoned him when he needed me!" By that point he was crying
"Tell me everything!" His grandmother demanded.
And so he did, he told her everything, crying and calming down in between again and again. He told her about their first meeting, the fight after the troll incident on the first year's Halloween, about the Christmas gift which he found insulting, about him publicly destroying it, about second year and the incident with the polyjuice, and he even told her about the bogart incident and their talk after, even if telling her what that creature changed into was harder then all else, and in the end all she did was sigh.
"Oh, Merlin, did I raise an idiot? Why didn't you tell me any of it before? Even if you didn't tell me anything else you should have told me about the wand not being right, especially as I only gave you the wand because you said it felt right to you and it showed sparkles, why on earth would you say that?"
"You always told me to try to be like my father, I thought that if I had his wand I would be closer to it."
"Never mind that, although we would return to the subject later. The most important thing right now is your friend, Harry."
"He is not my friend anymore."
"Oh, you can't let a friend like that, who, at the age 11 can think about you so much so that he not only finds the perfect gift, but buys it while not having much means, go. No, a friend like that you need to keep, you have to apologize to him, and not half-assed, no, this apologize need to be one that would make him fully forgive you. Especially as it took you three years to come to me about this. Oh, this Christmas we have a lot to do."
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While he didn't rest much this Christmas, he not only got his own wand - 9.5 inch, medium flexibility cherry wand, with a unicorn heir as a core, but he also created a battle plan (as his grandmother called it) to make Harry forgive him, as his grandmother said- as long as Harry still want, even a little bit, their friendship back, they would be friends again, and Neville couldn't wait
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Harry's POV
Finishing the welcome back dinner, where he heard all about Luna's trip around Scotland with her father, Harry was about to get up and go to the room of requirements for more research as he couldn't get his new found knowledge about the third magical stage out of his head, when he noticed Longbottom was approaching him.
"What do you need?" He said, unbothered with the way the boy in front of him flinched.
"H, Hey Harry, how was Christmas?"
"Could have been better, what do you need?"
"W well, I came to tell you something." Longbottom took his wand out, making Harry notice he got a new one.
"I guess you took my advice."
"Yeah, thank you, but what I wanted to say wasn't that, it was..."
Neville then did a quick twirl with his wand murmuring a spell so low Harry couldn't hear it, yet music started being heard around the grand hall and the boy started to sing.
"I'm sorry, so sorry
That I was such a fool
I didn't know
Love could be so cruel..."
The shock from hearing squeaky, little Longbottom singing in a baritone voice made not just Harry, but the entire school look in shock, as the boy not only sang, but sang a muggle song.
"I'm sorry, so sorry
Please accept my apology
But love was blind
And I was too blind to see (sorry)"
As Longbottom finished singing the last verb, Harry couldn't help but say "what the bloody hell Longbottom? What was that for?"
"It was the Longbottom way to apologize, something my grandfather started in the 60', when he sang this song to my grandmother in the middle of a Wizengamot meeting after a fight, it is said no one can hear this song and not forgive the singer."
The boy's eyes were so full of hope Harry almost felt bad with what he was about to say next, almost.
"Yes, I'm sure your grandmother was very touched. But, Longbottom, this song is someone you sing to someone who you care as more then a friend, someone you care about as a lover, and even if we used to be the former, like two years ago, we would never be the latter, you can't handle this." He ran a hand on his body to make a point.
It suddenly felt like he was in a sitcom, he barley even said his punchline and the entire grand hall was filled with laughter, with the exemption of the teachers' table and a small part of the Gryffindor table, where the friends of were red and storming in his way.
"You slimy git! Who do you think you are?" Granger screeched "Neville came to apologize to you for the little misunderstanding you and him had two years ago and that's how you thank him? Humiliate him? You should be thankful someone want to be your friend!"
"I think you are mistaken Granger, I don't have any need to be 'thankful', nor must I need to forgive him, I have no need for him as a friend, true friends aren't those that care about stuff like houses, as for humiliating him? He did it himself, just like you did right now."
As he said his piece he rose from his chair and walked away, barely even noticing Luna walking near him.
One week later
For the week, Longbottom managed to corner him every meal, from just good morning in the morning, and questioning him about his day in the evening, to the singing in the end of every launch.
And every day the song was different, sometimes a famous song from the magical world like:
"Listen what I say
Nothings getting in our way
There's no fear that can stop us
And no reason to delay"
Or muggle songs like:
"You've got a friend in me
You've got a friend in me
When the road looks rough ahead
And you're miles and miles from your nice warm bed"
He sang and sang, not caring about the detentions he got from Professor Snape nor about the laughter of other people, and although it annoyed him, he just didn't have the urge to make it stop, but other students were different.
"Hey, Squib! We would like a quiet lunch." The push flint did caused Longbottom fall back.
Harry honestly didn't care much, but, unfortunately, he had near him a blonde blob of righteous joy.
"Hey, don't be mean! He not only pushed away the Nargles, but he sings lovely."
A sigh escaped his mouth as he joined her.
"Don't worry, he won't bother you." He then looked at the fallen boy. "Neville," hearing Harry saying his name the boy raised his head toward him filled with joy. "I'm story, but you have to stop, while I admire your perseverance and I'm willing to forgive you, I'm unwilling to be friends with you, especially as you are still friends with three people who I consider less then trash.
If, right now, you are willing to throw their friendship with you away, I'm willing to start our friendship anew."
"You want me to throw away my friendship with them? No way!"
"Good, while I'm unwilling to be friends with you, I respect you, if you would have thrown away your friendship like you did with me, I would have considered you like them, less then trash."
A handshake was the thing that classed the singing week as it will be known as in school, and while the forgiveness battle plan failed for the first time since it was made by Neville's grandfather in the 60', it was the first time a Slytherin and a Gryffindor had an handshake with respect for one another in the grand hall since 1972, and for the professors? That was a win
