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This story is being made as a challenge to my self to see how fast I can pump out chapters if I don't care about plot, canon, relevance, length, spelling, grammar, or continuity (Since those things are where most of my time go).
It started because someone asked just how fast can I write a story when I try. So at the end of ever chapter I will put down the number of hours, minutes and seconds the chapter took to write.
But the rule is that I have to put out one chapter every day and can't start on the next chapter until the next day.
This will not be my best work, but it will hopefully be entertaining.
Lets see how long I can last.
Chapter eight
New Arrives
The day had finally come for the students from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons were to arrive. Classes had ended early to watch their arrival. They had heard a lot about the Durmstrang School being all boys and have a foot in the Dark Arts making Danny wander how his seventh sense would react to the new arrives. Beauxbatons on the other hand was an all Girls School that left most of the older boys hoping to get lucky with one of the girls. Ginny was hoping that Danny was not one of them but it was unlikely that one of the girls that would have to be over seventeen in order to participate would be interested in the thirteen year old Danny. But once Danny was made a champion, which at this point there was little doubt in the groups mind that he would find a way, he would be one of the most sought after boys in the school. Ginny secretly hoped that her brothers could do something to drive off the other girls.
They all gathered of side in front of the front doors and stood there waiting. They weren't waiting long before a large ship shot up out of the lake and headed for land. A group of boys all seventeen or eighteen left the boat and lined up behind an older man that looked to be around fifty with greasy black hair at the sight of him sparks jumped between Danny's fingers, though not as much as expected in Danny's opinion. Danny made a mental note to ask how they got into the lake in the first place. Murmurs went through the crowd about Viktor Krum how apparently was a seeker for a popular international team in Quidditch. Danny did have a little interest in the sport, but didn't think he would play it himself. After all he didn't like the feeling of someone else flying for him.
Next came down from the sky a carriage dragged along by giant horses. It flew down and landed on the grass. Out came Several girls the same age as the boys, and there had mistresses she looked in her mid to late thirty, though it is hard to tell with all the makeup on, the thing that really grabbed people's attention was her height. She was easily as tall as Hagrid.
The Heads of the other school approached Dumbledore who greeted them with one of his smiles. After a short hello and discussing of living arrangements with the students in which they decided that they would all live on the transportation that brought them there and the eating arrangements where that the students of Beauxbatons would eat with the Ravenclaws and Durmstrang would eat with the Slytherins. "What about my horses?" the woman known as Olympe Maxime asked.
"Do not worry, I am sure our Games Keeper will take good care of them." Dumbledore said.
"Are you sure he is up to the task?" Olympe Maxime asked.
"I believe he is, but I do not see him here. He must be at his cabin." Dumbledore looked over and saw Danny and decided to have some fun. "Mr. Clockwork, could you fly off and get Professor Hagrid for me?"
Danny got the message to make a show. "Of course Professor." Danny let his staff start to glow and took off in clear visibility at his top speed from using Spirit Weaving of eight-three miles per hour. Which was relatively slow compared to his Ghost forms speed but could still be done without incantation. After going about fifty feet away he turned invisible leaving a shocked group of new arrivals behind.
Dumbledore had to stop himself from laughing at the looks of Olympe Maxime and Igor Karkaroff's faces. "Don't worry young Mr. Clockwork will be back with Hagrid soon."
"Is that one of yours Dumbledore?" Karkaroff asked.
"Yes, he just transferred here from America. A bright lad if the teachers can be believed. Though I have been told that he has no green thumb since every plant near him dies. Not to mention his future is so dark that the tea leafs caught fire in Divinations. Poor Professor Trelawney asked for the week off to recover from the experience." Dumbledore said. "If you want to learn more about the boy you can either asked him or just keep your ears open. He is the current favorite topic at the school."
Then out of no were Danny appeared no more than five feet away from them with Hagrid in toe. "Remind me never to fly 'ith you again 'oy. I don't think my stomach was made for it." Hagrid groaned with one hand over his stomach.
"Sorry Professor." Danny said while rubbing Hagrid's back with one hand.
"Good to see you Professor Hagrid, Head Mistress Maxime here would like someone to watch her horses." Dumbledore said.
"Right away Mr. Dumbledore sir. I will get them to the stables and get them some feed." He then turned to Danny. "Went to help Danny, your good with larger animals?"
"Sure thing Professor." Danny said and started to follow when Dumbledore called him back.
"I am sorry Hagrid but the students are supposed to be in the Great Hall for the speeches and what not and Danny place sit with your house this time." Dumbledore said with a wave of his hand making Danny smile a little.
"Alright then, maybe later. I still want to see how Danny goes about taming wild beasts like that that Cujo. I might learn a thing or two." Hagrid turned around and stumped off towards the houses.
Olympe Maxime and Igor Karkaroff as well as their students were lead into the Great Hall, all wandering what kind of magic was used by the boy and were one so young learned all of it. The legend of Danny (Potter) Clockwork was about to expanded beyond England.
Once they got to the Great Hall, Danny sat down at the far end of the Slytherin table, as far away from the other students as he could get. He didn't expect any company in the corner over there so it was a surprise when one of the Durmstrang students sat down right next to him and asked. "How do you do that?"
"What?" Danny asked back.
"How do you fly like that? Without broom. I see others fly without broom. But none like you." The man said.
"I will tell you if you tell me how you guys got into the middle of the lake." Danny said.
"I was old Durmstrang spell to switch two pieces of water of equal volume and all the things in them." That man say. He really wanted to know how to fly.
"I can use a magic called 'Spirit Weaving' in order to channel spirit particles or ectoplasm around me give me properties of a ghost; flight, invisibility, and intangibility. My dad taught me how to do it." Danny said. "I can show you the basic spells, but they never seem to work for anyone but me."
"If it let me fly like you. I will try." The man smiled and stuck out his hand. "Viktor Krum."
Danny took the hand and replied. "Danny Clockwork." Several people looked at Danny jealously. How come he managed to make friends with the celebrity?
"You recon Danny could get me his autograph?" Ron asked Ginny.
"Why are you asking me? I don't want anything to do with your fanboyness." This earned her a glare from her older brother but she didn't care.
"Attention students!" Dumbledore called out. "To explain the rules for the Triwizard Tournament, Mr. Barty Crouch."
The named man stepped up to the pedestal and started to speak. "Thank you Professor Dumbledore. As you all know this year we will be holding the Triwizard Tournament. In order to enter you must first place a sheet of paper with your name on it into this." Someone brought out a cup that had fire around the rim. "Once you put your name in Goblet of Fire you are bound to see this Tournament through to the end and no one can stop you. After the entry period, the Goblet of Fire will produce the name of the best from each school to be that schools Champion." So as long as Danny got his name into the cup and he is set. What student could hope to match the Pariahs Bane in combat worth? "The Goblet will be set up outside the Great Hall and a ward will prevent all those who are not yet seventeen from approaching it." Danny smiled to himself. He was after all, removed from the time stream and a ghost, no time related spell could detect him, not to mention he had a Time Medallion of Clockworks just in case. They were all dismissed and Danny told Krum to meet him by lake in an hour after Danny got some tools to help with 'Spirit Weaving'.
Danny then walked out the door of the Great Hall and saw the Goblet of Fire, in the middle of a spelled ring that had already given two first years that got pushed inside to test it grew rather impressive beards. Danny already had a piece of paper with his name on it and the Time Medallion in his pocket. He walked right through the crowd of people gathering around the cup and into the ring.
Everyone waited for him to be thrown out like the rest of the underage students that tried. But he was not. He walked right up to the cup and dropped his name into the fire. The fire changed from blue to red while the paper was consumed. Everyone bust into murmurs, Danny Clockwork, was the first person to put his name, into the Goblet of Fire.
Danny went to his dorm room and dug though his Ghost hunting equipment and pulled out some spare magazines for the Fenton Ecto Guns as well as his chains and a t-shirt. Then he went outside to the lake to wait for Krum. Danny took off his robes and uniform shirt and put on the t-shirt. Coil the chain around his arms he began to work on his technique. After about twenty minutes Krum arrived. "Sorry I am late. You make large noise round the cup. They tried to remove your name for a while but couldn't. I have put my name in to now." Krum said with a smile. "You messed up everyone's enters and then pull this off at the beginning of tournament. You must as the Americans say have one serious pair." This got Danny laughing.
"Maybe I do or maybe I am just a fool." Danny said.
Krum shook his head. "After you thirty two people tried their own ways of getting their name into cup. And none succeeded." Krum pointed at him. "You are no fool. And I look forward to competing against you."
"Good to hear. Now, down to what you came here for." Danny pulled out the full cartages of ectoplasm. "These are ectoplasmic bullets. Ectoplasm or spirit particles are the driving force behind 'Spirit Weaving'. You will need to consume the ectoplasm in these bullets in order to uses your spells."
Danny tossed the bullets to Krum who caught them with practiced ease. "What about you. I didn't see you taking the ectolisms for your magic from anywhere?"
"That is a good question and the answer is I don't know." Danny lie. "I can pull a lot more ectoplasm from a lot wider of an area than anyone else alive. Can't tell you why. But I can store ectoplasm in those containers and give them to you. But you will need to use a lot in order to practice and it is kind of exhausting work to refuel them, so we will use around three cartages per practice and we will see how far we get." Danny picked up his staff off of the ground and said clearly "Calra" and his staff stated to shine with a green swirling mist coming off of it. "The first thing you will need to learn is how to call the ectoplasm to your wand. The word 'Calra' is simple and there is no real wand jester to it, but it does take a lot of concentration from the uses. Ectoplasm forms around strong feelings and ideas, so if you want it to obey you got to feel it. After you get use to the feel you will be able to do it without the word."
Krum nodded and raised his wand over the cartage. "Calra" he said clearly. But nothing happened. "Calra" he said a little louder. "Calra" he practically shouted. The cartage glowed a little brighter, but then quickly returned to normal.
"Your to calm," Danny said simply, "the last try was closer because you let your emotions break through. Now try again and think about something that you are passionate about. Like flying, think of the feeling of flight. Think of how the world was when you first sat on a broom."
Krum looked back at the cartage and said softly "Calra". A thin line of green smoke rose from the cartage and touched the tip of Krum's wand. As Krum started to smile the smoke started to coat his wand. But then it suddenly vanished. Krum's face fell.
"No that was amazing." Danny said with a smile. "The 'Calra' spell is not real 'Spirit Weaving' it only amplifies your emotions through your wand to help you attract and tame the Ectoplasm. The ectoplasm disappeared because your spell gave out not your emotions weren't strong enough. Know you just have to practice until you got it down without the 'Calra' spell." Danny handed him two more cartages. "We can talk about this again tomorrow and see if your ready to give a light invisibility or shield a try."
Krum looked hopefully at the smaller boy. "How long until I can fly like you do?" Krum asked.
"Well you won't be able to without me for one thing." Danny said. "I will have to summon the ectoplasm for you, but you will have to coat your whole body with the stuff in order to fly and you will need to be able to hold it to you by yourself with nothing but your own will power. It would take all three cartages of ectoplasm for you to coat your entire body." Krum looked expectantly. "I would say about five months I think but I have never taught this before so I don't know." Honestly Danny only throw a random number out there, he had no idea how long it would take to learn or if it even could.
"Then I hope you will still work with me when we are both Champions that are supposed to be competing." Krum said.
"Sure," Danny waved off the comment, "it isn't like you could control or summon more ectoplasm than me. So you knowing how to use it when it is given to you isn't that important."
"Thank you Clockwork." Krum said.
"Please, call me Danny." Danny said.
"Only if you call me Viktor." Viktor said with a not so pleasing smile.
"Sounds good Viktor. If you need me I sleep on the roof of the Astronomy tower." Danny said preparing to fly off.
"Why?" Viktor asked.
"A lot of the other Slytherins think of me as some kind of turn cots. Seeing as I spend all my time with my Gryffindor friends and like to play pranks on them." Danny said.
Viktor laughed. "I took you for a rebel. I truly have no idea do I?" Danny laughed and flew away leaving the question answered.
Danny went to sleep again on the roof after calling his daughter and talking to her about her school. Danny knew that tomorrow would have consequences, but at the moment lying there under the stars. He really didn't care.
This chapter took 1 hour, 3 minutes, and 1 second.
This is the second chapter I am writing today, and my way of saying it is over. I've got to start doing some committee work starting tomorrow, and by the time it is over I have to go back to teaching half wits in college how to do multi-variable calculus. And unlike last semester were I had a LOT of free time on my hands between my morning and afternoon classes, I don't have nearly as much this semester. (Or at least not enough to keep doing an everyday thing, and I don't really like this story that much.)
So if you liked this story; first off there is something wrong with you, second I'm not going to continue, third I am willing to put it up for adoption. (If you take me up on this I suggest counseling... and watching a good anime. One with suspense, tragedy, action, and most importantly PLOT. I suggest 'Akame ga Kill'. Those of you who have watched it know what I am talking about. Manga is even better.)
I'll give adoption two weeks before I just take it down so how popular it seems to be doesn't ruin my view of the world of fanfic fans. A world where they actually care about character beyond the canon and where suspense and drama are what we look for. A place where they take over the top characters who no one could love and give them a background story that makes them forgivable, then kill them so that everyone feels bad. (Like Gin from Bleach... only he didn't really die. Or Snape from the last book of Harry Potter. Or any villain from any Tales game ever. Or Tom Phantom from Marchen-Awakens-Romance. How about Pain from Naruto?)
Tell me if you know any like that. I'd like to read them. Seriously.