Chapter 6
Durmstrang
The Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson could have been interesting if not for Severus' overreaction to the lecturer's name. His friends knew the story of this boy's conflict with a group called Marauders. They didn't know how to tell him the name of one of the professors. Therefore, the former Slytherin wasn't prepared for it.
- Could you please give Mr. Snape a way out? - The professor growled in disgust, after what he heard from his colleagues, he thought that the boy would be stronger.
- No, I'm not leaving. You confused me, because to my knowledge there are no other Potters besides Fleamont, Dorothea and James Potter. I don't know if James's grandparents are alive. - The black-haired boy apparently calmed down. He was standing upright, but the fingers of his left hand were still twitching. - I want to continue participating in the classes.
- Fleamont? My little brother? - A cocky smirk appeared on the face of the DADA professor - Are they still such bigots as before?
- Bigots? - a barely audible question fell from Severus' lips.
- And how do you think Mr. Snape, why don't you know about my existence? My dear parents not only disinherited me, but also disowned me for staining their precious bloodline with a muggle marriage. Not a Muggleborn but a Muggle.
Evan Potter knew Severus Snape must have known this. His nephew's behavior could be explained by the fact that the boy probably spent a lot of time with his grandparents. It's just that if he told them that he had abused the grandson of Augustus Prince ... After all, the old manipulator was a close friend of his parents. A wide smile appeared on the man's face. He will have to report to the place of the guardian during the Triwizard Tournament. It could be extremely interesting.
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Helen Granger, nervous in her heart, waited for the first broomstick flying lesson. She was always afraid of heights. It was hard for her to look down even from the first-floor window. How was she supposed to withstand trying to balance her butt on something that should only be used to sweep the floor?
- Merlin! There are planes to fly… - Every part of her body was filled with frustration.
A small blonde sat on the grass next to her. She had very pale, almost white hair and crystal blue eyes. She smiled gently and then said. - You know that you can fly not only in airplanes?
- I know. I just think they're safer. They have more comfortable seats.
- I don't know what you were used to in the previous school, but here we have a broom with a seat in our class. After all, these are just lessons and safety is important. - The witch began to twist one of the strands of her hair on her finger. - If you don't like flying on a broom so much, why did you sign up for these classes?
- In a fit of stupidity, I thought this skill was worth having. I don't have to use it, but it's worth knowing how to do it. - a completely sincere answer escaped from Helen's lips.
- Aaaa…. Oh, I see. It's like some Muggles do. They do the driving license fbut they don't use that - the blonde seemed pleased with her observation.
Helen perked up. She hadn't expected this. - Are there Muggle Studies here?
- Yes, they are. - A smile appeared on the face of the blonde - But I don't know it from there. My family home is on non-magical grounds. What's your name, anyway?
- Helen Granger. And you?
- Elsa Scharzerwald. I hope this is the beginning of a wonderful friendship.
Helen smiled. For the first time since her magic appeared, she has a peaceful place to live, guaranteed security, the possibility of development and ... People who care about her. She closed her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.
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Malfoy Manor
Abraxas Malfoy sometimes missed his decased wife. After all, despite their mutual lack of romantic affection, they had what could be called a solid friendship. He missed their evening talks, quarrels and even the days during which they examined their bodies for hours. After her death, he didn't enter into another relationship. He couldn't. The only woman he would see by his side now was taken and never interested in him.
The man was frightened by the unannounced appearance of his favorite house elf. Zippy had served him faithfully from the time he himself was a child.
- Zippy, what happened? - The elf was clearly nervous.
- Miss Rosier is here to talk. She wasn't with us for a long time. I'd like to serve up some tea snacks, but I don't know if she still likes brown sugar cinnamon rolls.
The wizard walked over to the creature, crouched down and ruffled Zippy's head. - Don't worry, she will understand if you just ask her. Where is she waiting?
- In the lounge on the ground floor. This one with a fireplace, which she liked in her youth.
Abraxas was surprised. He felt as if his thoughts drew this woman to him. He put on a set of black robes over his shirt and went downstairs. To her.
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Dorothea Potter wasn't sure if she should appear alone in the single man's house. She knew it was inappropriate, but she couldn't wait for another talk at the next chance meeting. She needed a conversation. About school, Dumbledore, about them. She needed to know if she had ever had a chance with him. She finally wanted to close this chapter and move on.
She only had to wait a moment before she heard the sound of footsteps coming from the stairwell. She looked in that direction and her breath caught. She scolded herself for her reaction.
- Hello Abraxas. - she smiled.
She felt herself begin to tremble as she realized how this man was looking at her.
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Hogwarts
Albus Dumbledore looked carefully around the packed Great Hall. He knew what he should say now, but the words wouldn't go down his throat. However, after hearing a gentle grunt from Minerva, he turned to the waiting students.
- Next year, Hogwarts will have the honor of hosting the Triwizard Tournament. Due to the fact that we are reviving a tradition that was expired the last three centuries ago, we will do our best to make the tournament safer than in the past. One of the changes is the age of the participants. Only students who will participate in the sixth and seventh years next year will be able to take up the challenge.
The older wizard watched the students' reactions. He was pleased to see the growing interest on their faces.
- With the teaching staff, we decided to organize additional classes for those who consider applying for the Tournament.
The director knew that they should win next year's games. This would do a lot of good for the school's reputation as being the best school of magic. He had no intention of taking this honor from himself.
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Durmstrang
The students' integration meeting surprised Severus Snape. He wasn't familiar with something like that. It shocked him that these meetings were held once a month. As director Ivanovic said, "this school is to teach you not only magic but also social skills". He only hoped that Helen would be pleased with his dancing skills.
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Second chapter today. The idea of a DADA teacher couldn't leave me. Regards Katie-Krum
