'Thoughts and spells'
'Telepathy'
Five years later, Edward and Christine had formed a sibling relationship, and nothing more, and taught math and science at a university, teaching each other their fighting styles and abilities in their free time. Because of their unchanging appearance they taught at a different university every two to three years, sometimes four if they felt like it. On a Friday, five years to the day they awoke in the world known as London, Amestris and Karakura Town not existing in this world, and were approached by an elderly couple, the man having a long white beard, twinkling blue eyes behind half moon glasses, and was wearing blue robes and a hat with star and moon patterns. The woman had grey hair in a bun under a dark green pointed hat, green eyes, and dark green robes. They looked like wizards from stories that they were told when they were kids.
"Hello, would you happen to be Edward Elric and Christine Summers by any chance?" The old man asked, and the two said teens froze in shock, then answered with "What if we are? Who are you?" Edward asked "My apologies, I am Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This is Professor Minerva McGonagall, head of Gryffindor house, and Deputy Headmisstress. I have a proposition for you two." Dumbledore started "I would like for you two to teach alchemy and spells to the older students of Hogwarts. You will be on your own terms and will teach your way, although, preferably for defense." He explained and Edward and Christine looked at him, slightly doubtful. "I know only about the spells and an apparently corrupt ministry. If we are going to teach, then we technically can't be teachers, more like college students who are agreeing to teach." "How much do you know?" Edward asked skeptically as McGonagall and Dumbledore looked at them surprised, though more to Christine's knowledge of the magic world and replied "We heard about some strange occurrences from fellow wizards and know that there are two, very skilled and yet young wizards who can perform wand less speechless magic." McGonagall explained in her strict yet curious tone of voice as the two wizards waited for the information to sink in.
After a brief pause, Edward and Christine broke down into uncontrollable laughter, doubling over then sitting on the ground as they continued laughing. "M-magic?! Don't make us laugh. Magic d-doesn't even exist!" Edward choked out and Dumbledore and McGonagall waited for their laughter to subside, when it did, the two teens saw the exasperated looks of the wizards and remained quite. "So does that mean you'll teach?" Dumbledore asked, amused "Yeah, we'll teach. On our own rules and terms." Edward replied and they parted ways, continuing to teach at universities and returned to London fifteen years later to teach science at a nearby university, leading up to their move to Privet Drive. Now, in the present, Edward was awakened to a sudden change in temperature, his automail ports starting to ache and send an ice cold chill throughout his body. Opening his eyes, Edward found that dark storm clouds now inhibited the sky, obscuring the relaxing blue and warm sun. Looking around, Edward spotted Harry and his cousin Dudley running like their lives depended on it-which it did-away from a black cloaked figure chasing after them. Leaving his now frozen nap area, Edward made his way to the tunnel that lead to Privet Drive and waited for the two aforementioned teens running towards him. "What are you doing?! RUN!" Harry yelled as he and Dudley ran into the tunnel, slipping on the ice created by the Demontors presence and puddles in the tunnel.