I am really sorry for not updating the last chapter earlier! I was just so busy! I am so sorry!
I want to thank FireFriday for reviewing on every chapter, and they will be in this chapter as Jacki. If anyone else wants to be in this story, I need at least three more boys from this school and two more girls.
And when they talk in Chinese it looks like this.
DISCLAMER: Harry Potter is a beautiful magical place that we can only visit. The only resident is J. K. Rowling…
REMEMBER ME HOGWARTS?
In the Chen School I learned that I was a shadow and fire elemental, Draco was an ice and water elemental, and Adrian was an earth and shadow elemental. So Adrian and I could help a lot with our entrance to Hogwarts! And one of my best friends here, Jacki, is also a shadow elemental.
So, taking in all of our talents, we came up with the perfect entrance!
The only reason that Hogwarts invited us is because Durmstrang is suffering from pneumonic plague and they couldn't come. So the headmaster found us and invited us as the Chen School of the Light Arts. We didn't really publicize that we taught the dark arts.
So we apparated right outside the boundaries, waited until Beauxbatons was in the middle of their arrival, snuck in like we learned in Stealth and Evasions, and hid in the high shadowy corners of the great hall by magic, with Adrian, Jacki, and me, making sure the shadows concealed us.
The stupid, oblivious, Hogwarts students filed into the great hall, not noticing that there were about forty students, from age 13 to 18, were hiding on the ceiling. The Beauxbatons students looked a little weary, but that might just be because they were in an unfamiliar place.
Dumbledore looked slightly frazzled, like, 'Why hasn't the Chen School gotten here? Did they get lost? Are they even coming?'
It was about eight when he started talking, "It seems that the Chen school is running a bit late…"
That was as far as he got before the shadows extended into the entire hall and the four tables were moved magically until there was a space where we could show our competitors what they're up against, also, it would also freak them out. *Insert Slytherin smirk here*
We could all see in the dark so there was no worries about that but heard a lot of screaming, we climbed down the walls and walked between the tables, occasionally touching someone or pulling someone's hair. That would cause more screaming. A couple people called out, "Lumos! Lumos! Why the hell isn't it working? LUMOS!"
When we were all in place Adrian, Jacki, and I lifted the darkness.
"I think you spoke too soon, Dumbledore," Headmaster Dèng said. "We were here the whole time."
That was my cue to shoot a blast of fire at Draco which he put out with water. Adrian made rock encase me which I melted into the shadow of it and appeared on the ceiling. I took out my daggers, (they aren't my best weapon but ok) and threw it at Adrian, which he blocked with his sward and that started the show battle with my and Jacki's side and Draco and Adrian's side.
We went on until I had Draco with my dagger at his neck, but Adrian with his at Jacki's and other various parings. We were all breathing hard and at the snap of Headmaster Dèng's fingers we all broke up and either hugged or shook hands, all looking perfect.
We bowed or curtsied and waited while there was applause and walked as a group and looked at each of the tables, we looked at everyone with a look that you gave your enemies before you killed them, unless it was personal; completely blank, it scared the wits out of them and you could see a few shiver with fear, conjured our own table, and sat, definitely closest to the Slytherins, who were at the front.
Most Chinese people didn't care about who Nicholas James Potter thinks he is, we have our own savior, Archibald Cyril Riddle, brother of Tom Marvolo Riddle, aka Dark Lord Voldemort, he's the one who killed Déwu who threatened to reveal us to the muggles. Unfortunately, Archibald was killed trying to save his child Cyril Riddle from being taken by Dumbledore and forced to go to Hogwarts, or that's what he wants everyone to think, really he staged it, although his child was abducted by Dumbledore, he was completely and totally uncooperative, so he was killed, after that he changed his name and became Headmaster Dèng. And Tom Marvolo Riddle is somewhat of a legend for us, any Chinese witch or wizard would happily give their life for him.
We ate, and talked, only acknowledging the others when some Hogwarts student came to our table; when they came, we would glare until they went away, unless they were Slytherin. When they were, we would ease up and talk to them and then when they left we would continue eating. But that only encouraged more people from other houses to come. There was only one person we bothered to talk to out of that house, Nicholas James Potter.
"Hello, my name is Nicholas Potter. I'm sure you've heard of me" a certain raven hared boy said.
"No, I don't think I have. Have you, Ada?" Jacki asked.
"No, I haven't, have youRitchell?" Ada said. Ritchell Mai is one of the few Vietnamese people who come to China to study magic.
"I think I have, he's the aristocratic prat who is the English wizarding world's superhero," he said. "You'd know all about that wouldn't you Kay?"
"Shut up Mai!" I said faking hurt.
"Make me Malfoy!" he said.
"Want me to?" I asked.
He said, "Nah, I don't have the time right now, maybe later."
We mock glared at each other and then we started laughing, everyone else just rolled their eyes. We actually are best friends, me, Jacki, and Ritchell. Ever since my first day, we've been great friends.
Nicholas said, "Is there something I'm missing? Just a minute ago you were fighting, now you're acting like best friends…"
"Exactly," Ava said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
He mumbled something like, 'she's crazy!'
At that Jacki stood up and pointed her wand at him. "What did you say about my friend?" she's really intimidating when she's mad, and has her wand pointed at you with a full arsenal of spells at her disposal.
"I-I-I didn't mean it!" he stuttered.
"Good!" she said happily, a little bi-polar, don't you think?
We went back to ignoring or glaring at him and talking in Chinese. He got the message and left.
After a while Dumbledore got up and started talking about the tri-wizard tournament, I didn't listen to him because I already knew all about it.
Bla-bla-bla, "No student under age 17 will be able to participate," he said. That made the entire hall protest.
I said, "Snorus. WE'RE NOT UNDERAGE IF WE'RE THIRTEEN OR ABOVE IN CHINA! LET US! LET US! LET US!" then the chant started not only from our table.
Our headmaster protested, "Dumbledore, you lied! You said that anyone overage would be able to participate, that's why I brought my 40 best students! 30 of which are under 17! If you don't let us participate, find another school to take our place, we will await 2 hours for your answer, after that, we leave." He snapped again and we all stood and followed him out of the hall.
He said, "I know Dumbledore won't pass up an opportunity like this, do some reconnaissance. Find out everything about this castle that you can! Group one, library!"
"Yes sir!"
"Group two, dorms!"
"Yes sir!"
"Groups three and four, explore!"
"Yes sir!"
The groups were split up by age. Group one was 18 year olds, group two, 17 and 16 year olds, group three, 15 and 14 year olds, group four, 13 year olds. Group three and four broke into six groups, each one was made of 13, 14, or 15 year olds. The second group of 14 year olds took the seventh floor; we found a tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy and I felt that people had walked here before, not just passing, but walking back and forth, back and forth. If something's unnatural, sometimes I can feel it.
"Guys, there's something here," I said. Jacki paces when she thinks so she was pacing back and forth, back and forth. Then a door opened up.
"Jacki! You're a genius! What did you do?" Ritchell said.
"I was just pacing and thinking, 'I need to find out what this place is,"' she said. So we went in, carefully though. We looked around and it said, "This is the room of requirement. It is a place that can be accessed only in times of need or if you walk in front of the Barnabas the Barmy tapestry three times, thinking your purpose."
"Guys, we need to tell the headmaster," Grace said.
We went back to the headmaster and showed him the room. "Excellent! You did exactly what I asked of you! Great job!" he said.
We smiled. He called all the other students from our school and we conjured a three room dorm, two, one for the boys and one for the girls, with 25 beds each and a place to put our stuff, and the other one for our headmaster. Two hours later at 11:00 we walked back into the great hall, looking almost exactly like a military quadrant.
"Have you considered our offer, Dumbledore?" Headmaster asked. "Yes, I have. It seems that I will be letting the 13 year olds and above from the Chen School of the Light Arts be participating. But be warned! The tasks are dangerous and life threatening. You may die, but you have been warned," he said.
Headmaster Dèng said, "It can't be worse than 3rd Friday training. They'll make it." Third Friday training was on the third Friday of the month and we were let out into the monster infested woods and we had to play capture the flag, with weapons that we used against each other. It was really fun, until you got hurt, if it was bad enough, we would have to stop playing, and red sparks up.
"Very well, you may participate. Remember, if any one of you dies, it's your own fault," he said. We sat back down at our table, but instead of talking amongst ourselves we started talking to the Slytherins, after all we're mostly like them.
"I'm Blaze Zambini," Blaze said.
"My name's Draco Malfoy and this is my brother Adrian and my sister Kay, we used to go here," Draco said. We waved in turn as he introduced us all.
After we ate, the students from the Chen School went to the room of requirement for sleep.