Chapter 5
-October 1st 9:37 A.M.-
Carol, still in casual wears and still wearing her domino mask, is going through some of school work by the lake, while sitting under a tree, when she heard voices coming towards her direction. There were several of them and a group of 15 individuals.
Carol recognized Dumbledore and McGonagall, and a greasy haired man that she had seen around the castle but never got his name, followed by a man that looked like a politician, a pink toad, and 10 officers of the law, Aurors, if she remembered the term right.
"Why do you want to talk to this American so much," she heard McGonagall ask.
"I have on good authority that she is a British citizen," she heard the politician respond, "As Minister of Magic it is my duty to find out why she is competing in this tournament from another country!"
"I am well aware of that fact, Cornelius," Dumbledore replied, "I am also aware that your information is out of date."
By that time they were within a hundred yards from Carol and she chipped in by saying, without looking up from her work, "Gandalf is right. I gave up my British citizenship shortly after my 17th birthday."
Carol merely glanced in there direction and she saw Cornelius looked like he was punched in the gut.
"Why would you do such a thing?" the pink toad asked.
"Hadn't lived in Britain in over 11 years and the few memories I have isn't that good," Carol replied. She then stood up, brushed off her lap, while still having her school work in hands and then started walking away.
"Wait!" She heard Cornelius shout.
Carol merely looked over her shoulder and said, "I gave up my British citizenship for a reason. The reason is for you to find out. If you have a problem take it up with your counterparts in MACUSA," She then continued walking away.
"I have a marriage contract between you and the Potter's son," Cornelius stated, "All it needs is your signature!"
Carol almost fell over when she heard that. It took her a few seconds before the realization hit her like a ton of bricks and she started laughing at what the minister just said.
"What's so funny, you uncivilized American?" the toad asked with a sneer.
This caused Carol to laugh so more, which annoyed the two ministry politicians to no end, McGonagall commented under her breath about 'rude Americans', Dumbledore just raised an eyebrow, and as for the Aurors, they mostly looked bored.
It took Carol a minute to stop laughing, and wiped away the tears that the laughter brought on and said, "Sorry about that but it has been awhile since I've heard such bullshit." This caused the minister and toad to seeth in rage and Carol continued, "Marriage contracts? Who uses those anymore. I was aware of that you were creating one for me for some time. As for your answer it's no and I know for a fact the contracts are null in void without my magical signature, as I am I legal adult."
"Why you insolent little…" the toad started as she reached for her wand before she noticed that blonde had covered the distance between them in less than a second and already holding the wand that she was reaching for. The aurors reacted by pulling out there wands.
"I know you 10 are doing your job by protecting this lady but if one of you so much as cast a spell I'll snap your wands," Carol said as she glared at the aurors, "Now I'll hold onto your wand, while we talk Ms…"
"It's Senior Undersecretary Dolores Umbridge and I demand that you give me my wand back," Umbridge demanded as she reached out to get her wand back.
Carol responded by flying up into the tree she was sitting under not to long ago and sat on one of the branches, and she said, "Like I was saying earlier Ms. Umbridge…"
"It's Madam Umbridge to you," Umbridge said with a scoff.
"...I'll hold onto your wand while we talk civilly," Carol finished unfazed by Umbridge interruption. "As to why I say no is because the Potter boy is just that, a boy. A boy who thinks he more important than he actually is and shows no sign of growing up. Also I have no desire to be bound to the Potter's, for personal reasons that I have no intentions of sharing with any of you. Why, you may ask. The answer is simple non of you have earned my trust or respect."
"Now see here," Fudge started, "I came here to finalize the marriage contract between you and the Potter heir not to listen to a childish rant! As Minister of Magic I deserve your trust and respect!"
Carol snorted and replied, "And you have done nothing to earn them, Minister. You see I've done my research on the movers and shakers of Britain's magical community before coming over the Atlantic and you have done nothing of note in your time in office except looking out for your own career."
"Would you mind giving Madam Umbridge her wand back," Dumbledore said in a grandfatherly voice, "We seem to have gotten off on the wrong foot."
"Wrong foot my ass," Carol muttered to herself.
*POP!*
Pixie appeared near the tree Carol was standing on.
"Demon!" Fudge yelled in surprise, "Aurors! Dispose of the demon!"
The aurors raised their wands before they were blasted by a sickly yellow energy in the span of a few seconds, before the Aurors could react, and they fell to the ground unconscious.
Carol sighed and said, "Was that really necessary Jess? We could have handled them."
The remain conscious people looked in the direction was looking at and saw a raven haired woman and she said, "True, but Coulson is back and he wants to speak to you, immediately. It sounded urgent."
"Better than what's going on here," Carol said.
As she was fly away she heard Umbridge shout, "My wand!"
In realization that she still had the woman's wand she said, "Catch." She then threw the wand over Umbridge head and into some bushes.
She didn't stick around as she had places to be and as she flew away she heard Jessica giving the minister and his toad the riot act.
She arrived and entered Phil Coulson's office and he started reading aloud off her file, "Carol Danvers, A.K.A. Ms. Marvel, 5'11", 150 lbs, waist length hair, born November 31, 1989, age 17. Disowned by parents for unable to perform magic 9 months after Voldemort's fall, lived with your mother's sister and her husband until a freak accident killed the husband when you were 6, adopted by an American couple who were unable to have kids of their own a month after the accident, involving a 0-8-4, less than 2 months later your first superpower, super strength, appeared, other powers begun to manifest till your thirteenth birthday. Personality wise; she is stable but has trouble but has issues with authority figures, possibly due to the lack of adequate authority figures in her youth."
"Mind telling me what this is about, or am I going to listen more dirt that SHIELD has on me?" Carol asked in a sarcastic manner.
Coulson looked up at her and said, "Dumbledore has been forward in getting both you and Pixie off of Hogwarts grounds."
"Has it been that we haven't been playing to his tune or the pranks we have been doing against his precious chosen one," Carol asked as she plopped down in the chair on the other side of the desk.
"Both," Coulson replied without any emotion behind his voice. "Fury wants both of you to be on your best behavior while you are here."
"Fury also wants us to find out what Dumbledore is up to, especially that he was instrumental in bringing back this tournament," Carol stated. "We figured that he would reveal his hand faster if we make him annoy him enough."
"There is also the issue of Pixie's doppelgänger," Coulson stated, "we found her ID."
Coulson then threw a folder in folder in front of Carol with a picture of a woman that she didn't recognize paper clipped to it. Carol opened the folder and Coulson continued, "Her name is Nymphadora Tonks, she prefers to go by her last name. She is a metamorphmagus, a rare ability among the magical communities, allowing the individual to take on the appearance of any living being they choose, real or imaginary. She graduated a year before Pixie started her first year at Hogwarts. She is a supporter of Dumbledore and his 'Greater Good.' Though the pay she receives for this job is nothing to sneeze at."
"$65,000 American for a school year," Carol said as she read the file. "10 months living in a castle without paying for living expenses."
"Exactly," Coulson replied. "As for the Pettigrew and Moody angle, we believe that they want you or the Potter boy to be part of a ritual to bring Voldemort back to his former glory, though they prefer you."
"I believe I know why they want me," Carol said in a thoughtful tone as she continued reading Tonks file. "Though I don't understand why Moody would join his supporters though. Considering 3 out of 4 Death Eaters were put away because of him. There is also the fact that he said that he's not Moody.
"We're looking into that," Coulson stated. "As for you and Pixie, I have to have a talk about your pranks."
"If anybody asks, you gave me the riot act," Carol replied as she got up and gave him a mock salute.
As Carol was leaving the room she heard Coulson say, "My favorite was when there was died the green from the house of the snake."
Carol merely looked back at him and smiled. "Might I remind you that I'm only here is that SHIELD is going to pay for my college scholarship."
"Fury mentioned that," Coulson admitted.
-October 31st-
It has been a month since that day and the Goblet of Fire is about to name the Champions for the tournament. Fudge had tried several more times to get her to sign the contact, considering she's legally an adult and she had no 'head of house' they needed her signature to complete the contract to finalise it. Each time they failed to do it and they can't forge a signature on a magical contract as it will affect the signers of the forged signature and force the person(s) that forged the signature to complete the contract, despite who's name is on the contract, unless they had enough of Ms. Marvels magical signature to confound the contract. Which they don't, in fact they couldn't find enough of a magical signature to perform a trace on it. Unknown to them Ms. Marvel is actually a squib, despite their 'evidence' to the contrary. Since squibs can't fly under their own power, can't they?
Hushed whispers could be heard in the Great Hall as the Goblet of Fire is about to choose the champions.
The fire in the Goblet suddenly turned red and a piece of parchment flew out and Dumbledore caught it as it fluttered back down, and he said loud enough for everyone could hear him, "The champion of Durmstrang is Viktor Krum!"
An eruption of applause came from the various students, mainly from Hogwarts quidditch fans. Ms. Marvel and her companions just politely clapped as Krum headed towards the chamber next door.
The Goblet than spat out another name and Dumbledore read it out loud, "The champion of Beauxbaton is Fleur Decleur."
The girls from the other schools clapped politely for her and the boys drooled over her as she disappeared into the chamber.
The Goblet came alive for a third time and Dumbledore said, "The champion for Hogwarts is Cedric Diggory."
The other schools politely clapped for him and there was mixed reactions from the Hogwarts as many clapped for him, and many others were mumbling in disappointment.
And for a fourth time the Goblet came alive and Dumbledore said, "The champion for the Salem Institute for the Gifted is Ms. Marvel."
She got up and she went into the room with the other two champions and she gave them a smile before sitting in a vacant seat.
As they waited, Sirius walked into the room, "Do they want us to go back out," Viktor said in his bulgarian accent.
Sirius snorted and before he could respond the headmasters from each school entered the room, including Coulson, followed closely by McGonagall and Snape.
"Vat is going on," Fleur asked."
"It would seem that young Mr. Potter's name came out of the Goblet," Coulson answered.
"Impossible 'e is just a little boy," Fleur responded with just a scoff.
"I doubt he is smart enough to get his name into the Goblet without outside interference," Ms. Marvel added, "I've seen him do magic. He can't do a proper Lumos."
"I can so," Sirius shot back, "I'm the best of my year!"
Ms. Marvel rolled eyes in disbelief.
"So Hogwarts has two champions," Viktor said, "That is an unfair advantage to the rest of us."
"I agree with the young Mr. Krum," Olymbe agreed, "Zis makes 'Ogwarts look like they are stacking zeir gryphons agains' their fellow schools."
"I suggest that each of the other schools get another champion," Igor added.
"Impossible," Dumbledore said, "the Goblet can't be lit until the next tournament!"
"Convenient," Ms. Marvel said in a sarcastic manner, "On another note, how come your potions master is here? Since he isn't Potter's head of house or the Deputy Headmaster, as Professor McGonagall holds both of those titles."
There were whispers and Dumbledore response was, "He has my utmost trust."
"That doesn't answer my students question," Coulson replied as he straightened his suit. "He looks like he's going to curse your younger champion any second now."
Before anybody could answer the question, Moody entered the room as he casually walked up to them as he limped on his pegged leg, "I've looked at the Goblet and it was under powerful Confundus charms. More powerful than any fourth year student could cast."
Both Coulson and Ms. Marvel raised their eyebrows as they had they knew who it was but they didn't have any evidence to support their claims.
Sirius smirked and said, "So is the contract still magically binding?"
"I see no reason why not," Moody replied as he thought about it.
"I'm going to beat you Cedric, for my defeat in our Quidditch game last year," Sirius said in an arrogant voice.
"You're so on," Cedric replied in a jovial manner.
"Typical Potter arrogance," Snape sneered.
"So it's settled that we have five tournament champions," Dumbledore stated.
To much to their disappointment, the others were forced to concede.
To be continued…