Episode Seventy-Five

"Prodigal Father"

Pizoku isn't sure whether or not he should trust his eyes. After so many years, could it possibly be him? "Dad?"

"Pizoku?" The Asian Man's arm falls to his side and he takes a step forward.

"Y-You're alive?" Pizoku stutters. He can see the others giving surprised and semi-awkward looks to each other.

"Yes, I am," Mr. Takenouchi seems a bit taken aback that Pizoku is so surprised by this fact.

"Where have you been?" Pizoku is detached. In shock. He has completely no idea how to react to this.

"Mostly here," Mr. Takenouchi says slowly. "I'm guessing you didn't get any of the letters."

"No, none," Pizoku replies. He can see Reese and Ashlee moving closer to him. "Not for at least three years."

Mr. Takenouchi looks pained. "So they were intercepted." He walks closer towards his son. "I'm sorry," He says. "I couldn't leave this place."

Pizoku looks dubious of that. "Well maybe you can now," Taylor says walking over to the two. "Mr. Takenouchi," He turns the older man around, "Meet Ma'at and Thoth."

Mr. Takenouchi looks at the two ancients beings who now study the temple. "You, you can't be serious."

"For the most part everything seems to be intact," Ma'at observes as she walks along the perimeter.

"Minus the obvious of course," Jilan says as she looks down at the floor. Clear marks are apparent where the sarcophagi once stood.

"Did you need the sarcophagi for anything?" Neah asks, a bit belatedly concerned.

"No, they are not necessary," Ma'at replies runs a hand along some hieroglyphs.

"Not for this anyway," Thoth adds as he gazes at the wall nearby.

"What are they doing?" Mr. Takenouchi asks in wonder. He soon receives his answer. At simultaneous moments, Thoth and Ma'at push in on a hieroglyph of the Eye of Ra on each end of the wall. A rumbling sound emanates from below and the wall begins to lower into the floor.

"Accessing the Archive," Reese says as he smiles in amusement at the expressions on the faces of the Japanese man and son.

"To think, you'd usually only see something like that in movies or on TV," Ashlee muses sharing a look with Reese.

"Anyone have a Torch?" Ma'at asks as she steps into the now revealed dark staircase. A flash of light fills the hall. Everyone turns to see Taylor himself glowing in a fiery light. "That works too."

Meanwhile, at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Ally literally vibrates in her demented glee. Her eyes flash as they dart about trying to take every bit of it in. Her skin tingles in anticipation which causes her fur to stand on end giving her the appearance of a deranged twitchy ball of fluff. But none of it matters. For She is at Hogwarts!

And not just anywhere in Hogwarts. Nope, she knows quite exactly where she is: The Library corridor. She watches from her extra special hidden place as numerous students walk back and forth, to and from their studying and research in the library.

She recognizes the various houses as they go in and out. A group of older girls from Ravenclaw enter with bags slung over their shoulders.

Young boys from Gryffindor scurry out with parchments fluttering in the air behind them.

A mixed group of Hufflepuffs walk past laughing amiably.

A rather sketchy Slytherin couple walks in holding hands and talking together quietly.

But as of yet, she has no sign of her ever present quarry: Ronald Weasley. She wracks her brain in an attempt to remember where exactly Ron would be on September the 2nd. In the end she decides to go for what seems the best course of plan: Make for the Gryffindor Tower.

A young Hufflepuff falls squeakily on his bottom as something furry and fast streaks between his legs.

To Be Continued...