Disclaimer: I do not own Yuugiou or Harry Potter. I do, however, own my OCs and the particular events in this story. I do not own any characters, locations, or events I may reference from either series.

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Anzu sat quietly in a pub in Edinburgh. She looked for her shorter friend, but she was still in shock over the place. Scotland! Why there? Yuugi should have been in Egypt of Japan. Sure, he spoke English, but most people in Japan did at some level, and Yuugi had a talent for language.

She had called Jou soon after and found out that Yuugi had not come home with Sugoroku. The old man had said something about a tomb and Yuugi needing to get out of the country for his own protection, but he had refused to expound on the subject.

Anzu gazed out the window and tried to process all of this. She had been trying to process all of this for days, so she didn't really have any hope of it working now. But she could see the famous Edinburgh castle. She had the night off as well, so she had a chance to go see the Tattoo. She was actually quite excited, she had had an American friend at NYU that was quite the Anglophile, so she knew quite a lot about it. However, her thoughts were more closely related to the problem at hand.

"Hello, Anzu."

Anzu looked across the table to see that Yuugi had already sat down. His usual tricolored hair still put him apart from the crowd, but he looked different. It could be the fact that he wasn't wearing either a students or an architect's outfit, but a set of wizard's robes. He smiled. "I just came here from work, so I didn't have time to change into muggle clothes."

Anzu continued to stare at him in shock, and he realized that she hadn't realized how closely connected to the wizarding world he had become. Since the announcement, some wizards had walked around freely in robes, as Yuugi currently did, but he was still attracting some stares. The fact that he was also obviously Asian didn't help matters.

He motioned to where she had been staring before she had started staring at him, Edinburgh castle. "It's nice, isn't it? Reminds me of Hogwarts. I work there now."

It felt as if the entire pub had turned their eyes to him. He shrank in his seat and blushed. This caused Anzu to break out of her shocked state. "What? Can't we have a conversation without you listening in?" Her English was heavily accented like an Americans, so there was some muttering about 'loud, obnoxious Americans' as they turned away, but everybody still paid attention to Yuugi. Anzu, however, didn't seem to notice.

"So, how did you become mixed up in all of this. Have you always been a wizard, or what."

Yuugi stuttered, eying the rest of the pub. "Um... no. Listen, can we explain somewhere else? More private?"

Anzu smiled and nodded. Yuugi smiled back at her, slightly chagrined at having to do this. "You don't mind Wizard's quarters, do you?"

Not long later, the two found themselves in The Three Broomsticks. The town had been kept all-wizard, and some towns were all-muggle, as part of the agreement between the two. So Yuugi sipped a butterbeer, being a bit of a pushover when it came to alcohol, and Anzu tried a firewhiskey. She was allowed to come in as a guest of a wizard, not that the rule was strictly enforced. It was a more formal outline, Hogsmead and such towns were reserved for magical business.

Anzu was the first one to speak, reminding Yuugi of his promise to tell her the story. He explained what had happened in the tomb and the months after. She was, needless to say, amazed. But it was not long until she came up with a question that he had hoped to avoid answering.

"Are you a Wizard or a muggle?"

He sighed. "It's really not that simple in my case. I have no magic in my blood. That makes me a muggle. But I can – and sometimes do – use shadow magic to force white magic to do my bidding. It's a little complex, my students haven't even gotten that far. "

Anzu was in shock, though she was hiding it well. "Wow. I don't know what I can say."

Yuugi laughed. "It's even harder for Ryou. He doesn't know how he gets around the white magic. He just... does."

Anzu looked at him sharply. "Ryou? Ryou Bakura is involved in this too! Why didn't you say anything?"

Yuugi looked chagrined. "Sorry. I've just started to take it for granted. You know, I've been working with him for a while now.. How would you like to have lunch with him?"

The thought warmed Anzu, it had been even longer since she had seen her half-British friend than it had since she had seen Yuugi. Yuugi left her just long enough to go to the post office and send Ryou an owl. He left his cloak behind, which he had worn to fight off the chill of the English mid-September. It had a symbol on it that one of his Ravenclaw third year students had designed for him, an Ankh over an open book. She had made this charm for him, and it had since become a symbol of his that all the students recognized.

In walked a group of sixth and seventh year students, including Lily Potter, and her boyfriend, Neven Conol. He noticed the cloak, and noticed Anzu's muggle dress. "Are you here with Professor Mutou?"

Anzu almost choked on her firewhiskey when she heard the words 'Professor Mutou'. The idea of her short and, frankly, somewhat naive friend as a professor cracked her up. But she managed to calm herself. "Yes. I'm a friend of his and Ryou's from high school."

He and his friends boggled at her. They had known that Yuugi and Ryou had known each other and were raised as muggles, but they had never dreamed of meeting one of their muggle friends.

About when Lily and her friends had gotten to their seats, Yuugi walked in the door and announced that Ryou was on his way. The three friends had a nice long lunch after which Anzu walked away almost more confused than before she had her questions answered.

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Lily sat next to her boyfriend, and their friends from Ravenclaw and Gryffindor sat near them. There were two other couples and three singles. Their conversation started out as nothing more than chitchat, the sort of things that teens usually talk about – romance, sex, drugs may even have slipped into the discussion at one point or another. But when the white-haired professor walked in and sat with his friends, conversation turned quickly to him.

His classes were interesting, to say the least – he actually taught them to read the future. He was the best divination teacher any of them remembered, thought they had had to return to the basics, everyone had. The same was true in History of Magic.

A red-headed cousin of Lily's told the group about how he had correctly predicted the future of a classmate of his using tea-leaves. Others had had less luck, but Ryou was much more kind than previous divination teachers, so they didn't feel like they had no talent. The future, he explained, just came to some better than others.

It wasn't long before the subject of discussion became, once again, the muggle friend of the professors. One of their muggle born friends had said that she recognized her from a dance show from America that she had seen when it was in Paris over the summer, at the same time as her family. That turned the conversation from the professors or anything to do with them at all.

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A few days after the lunch with Anzu, Ryou was cleaning up the papers some second years had left scattered around his classroom after a busy day of plotting Astrology charts. He put the last of them in a file he kept for this class so that the students could find their notes if they needed them and had forgotten it in his classroom. He did it for all his classes.

As he finished up, a short man with tricolor hair climbed up the hatch into his room. Ryou had just stood there as Yuugi closed the trapdoor that led to the outside world. Yuugi looked at him hard. "We need to talk."

Ryou sat Yuugi down and locked the door. He then went and sat next to Yuugi, offered to pour him a cup of coffee, which Yuugi declined.

"The first week of school, you came into my classroom. You remember?"

Ryou nodded. Of course he remembered.

"I summoned the shadows to test the students. A few of them were freaked out, some were interested, some attracted the shadows and others repelled them. But you are the only person who attracts the shadows so much that they passed out from the power. Only you."

Ryou shifted in his seat uncomfortably. This was a rather embarrassing subject, and he felt about how Harry looked when someone mentioned Dementors, chagrined.

Yuugi smiled comfortingly at his old friend. "It's not a bad thing. It just means that you might have a bit more potential for the shadows than anybody else I've tested."

Really, Yuugi knew, it meant that Ryou had much more potential than anyone else that he had tested. The priests were chosen by the amount of attraction they held for the shadows. Only the most powerful had been physically affected, much less actually fainted. But there was no reason to scare him.

Ryou looked at Yuugi. He was interested in gaining more magic. His was restricted to the occult and seeing the magical world. He could not do what all of those around him, including, now Yuugi, could.

"Do you really think so?" Ryou was still very timid.

"Yes, I do. Would you like to learn about the shadows?"

Ryou nodded. He wanted to be able to be like other people. He couldn't in looks, and he had been emotionally damaged, so he couldn't there either. At least he could have the same powers as the people around him this way.

Yuugi smiled. "We can do this one of two ways. One, I could teach you to control the shadows. Two, you could do it yourself."

Ryou stared at his short friend in disbelief. "What do you mean?"

Yuugi's face was impassive. "You can learn the same way I did. Just meet me in my office later."

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Ryou stepped into Yuugi's office. It was filled with games top to bottom, except for the back wall, which had been lined with bookshelves and turned into a library, mostly filled with game books and history books. Ryou noticed a series on the game of go. He and Yuugi played from time to time in high school and had once or twice in the castle. He had overheard Yuugi trying to explain the game to Harry later, but the poor man had not done so well.

Yuugi sat beside his desk on a traditional Japanese-style cushion, with a traditional go board in front of him. He gestured Ryou to sit, and he did so, as Yuugi did, on his legs in the traditional style. This was going to be a traditional game.

"If you can defeat me, you will gain the knowledge of the shadows."

Yuugi was speaking in Japanese, but his words often fell into the realm of anachronism. He was obviously making this as traditional as possible, which Ryou appreciated. Ryou liked tradition.

They played, Ryou black, and Yuugi white. It was late at night when both finally agreed that the game was over. They counted up territory and found that black won – by a point and a half.

The shadows did not discriminate based on how close the win was. A win is a win. And so, that night, a white-haired divination professor slept on Yuugi Mutou's floor.

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In a small, unimposing building in Edinburgh, Scotland, a crowd had gathered. Those lucky enough to learn more about the wizarding world in the first workshop were mostly government officials, along with a few celebrities. They were to teach others, who would teach others. Eventually, all citizens of the United Kingdom, and eventually the world, would know about the wizarding world. The United States and Australia were both offering similar workshops. But it was a bit harder in East Asia, where wizards were less organized. Certainly, part of the DIET was dedicated to wizards, but regulation was done more through the temples, where wizards and witches were trained. However, one person did show up that no-one seemed to know.

She was a young woman with brown hair and deep blue eyes, obviously of Asian descent. But when some reporters asked her who she was, she spoke with an American accent. She simply replied with her name before stepping inside. There were wild rumors as to who Anzu Mizaki might be, the most prevalent being a teacher for the workshop, a witch.

The only problem with this theory was that the teachers were already inside. Two of them had spoken during the television broadcast, but the third had been interesting. He had hair that was three different colors and stood in five distinct spikes. It had been decided that he did it with magic.

It was not long before it was discovered that Anzu was a Japanese-born dancer who had studied in New York. It was also not long before the press found a picture in her high-school yearbook, along with Yuugi Mutou's picture. The rumor mill was once again at full capacity.

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The Prime Minister sat in a chair in the comfortable lecture hall. He sat next to the young woman that all the rumors had been about. Several Members of Parliament sat in the room too, and the Minister of Magic sat in the back, observing the first workshop.

Harry stepped up to the podium. "Hello. Welcome to the workshop. We have a busy schedule tonight, with three of our professors from Hogwarts. We will start with a crash course in Wizard studies, followed by a quick rundown or ancient wizard history. Then we will do a study in wizard-muggle relations, followed by medieval and early modern history. Then we will break for dinner. When we come back, we have the fight against Lord Voldemort, followed by how to teach this course, and more handouts then you'll be able to carry."

There was a polite laugh at the last statement, mostly coming from the celebrities in the room, rather than the politicians. The workshop commenced.

When Yuugi stepped onto the stage, he smiled shyly at his audience. "Hello. I am the History of Magic and Ancient Magic professor at Hogwarts. I'll be teaching you the history of the wizarding world. But first, I'd like to do something with you that I did with my students at the beginning of the year, if you don't mind."

No one complained, so Yuugi closed his eyes and summoned the shadows. There were a few cries of alarm, but mostly stunned fascination came from the audience. Yuugi opened his eyes and made a quick note about who seemed to attract the shadows. He noted, to his disappointment, that Anzu didn't.

"This is an example of the Ancient Magic that I teach at Hogwarts. I found it in a tomb in Egypt, where I worked as an archaeologist. You see, I'm a muggle by birth. I learned about this. But only a few people can learn it. Look around you. You notice that some of you seem to attract the shadows? You, I will teach how to do magic."

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After the workshop, Yuugi kept his promise. Those that attracted the shadows had a full weekend workshop in two weeks to learn the ancient magic. In the meantime, he gave them some papers on Shadow Magic to study. "This will be incredibly rewarding for you, but it will be hard work. Wizards and witches perform their magic with their blood. We must make the shadows do our bidding with pure will. But, we sorcerers can force the white magic with shadows, even though it's not in our blood. So, I'd say it's worth it."

Yuugi watched his students walk away with both a dazed look and a new title: Sorcerer-in-training.

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Wow, I am so sorry about the month-long wait. I've been incredibly busy. But it's no excuse. I don't know how long it'll be before I post the next chapter either, I'm sorry. But, I do know that it will come, so be patient.

Ja, mata ne.