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Chapter 53

Dear Alex,

I hope that you are doing well at school, and I'll be checking on you later this year. Remember to use your manners at school, and listen to Puck and Harry because they're looking out for you. Please keep up with your studies, because the more magic you learn, the better you become, my son. Remember, we love you very much and would do anything for you.

Love forever,

your mother and father

After they read their mail, they all got up and went to their classes. The first class was Potions with Professor Snape. So, Harry and his friends went to Potions class, and Alex went with them. Harry and his friends sat at one table for class, and Alex sat with them.

"Who are you?" asked Snape looking at Alex with his usual sneer.

"His name is Alex, professor," said Harry, being careful with Professor Snape.

"Why is he here?" asked Snape

"To learn," Harry said as it was the most obvious thing which it was as every one was their in the first place.

"He is not eleven, so why is he at Hogwarts?" asked Snape, glaring at them which didn't seem to effect Alex.

"His teacher and the Headmaster asked his parents if he could come," Harry said, trying to come up with an answer that would satisfy Snape.

"He can wait for you outside of the classroom," Snape said with a sneer.

"No," Harry said, he wouldn't let any thing happen to Alex.

"Yes," said Snape not listening to Harry.

"No, Snape, he stays in class with Harry." Puck said making sure that Snape understood the rules that need to be followed with Alex.

"Who are you?" asked Snape, he wasn't going to be bossed around.

"I'm Puck, and I'm Alex's teacher," Puck said with his arms crossed.

"So?" said Snape, he was the boss in HIS potions class room.

"Alex is a Fae, and can go to school at age one, if his teacher okayed it," Puck told Snape, leaving no room for any arguments.

"Fae? Then he should be in Avalon," Snape said, not believing Puck. As soon as Snape had finished speaking green smoke appeared out of no where.

The room filled with green smoke, and when it cleared, Lord Oberon was standing there.

"Who are you?" asked Snape, why were people intruding in his classroom.

"Lord Oberon, he doesn't know," said Puck, pointing at Snape.

"We are Oberon, Lord of the Third Race. We have come here to see the classes that Alex and young Harry take. I hope that you have no problem."

"The headmaster would need to know," said Snape, with his normal glare still present.

"He knows that we would appear today to see the class," said Lord Oberon, crossing his arms, he wouldn't let this mere mortal boss him around.

"He does?" said Snape, wondering why he wasn't told.

"Yes," Said lord Oberon.

"Very well, we will start class now," Snape said and started the lesson as if what just happened hadn't.

"Good," said lord Oberon, sitting down on one of the stools near Alex and Harry but also out of the way.

"Thank you, Lord Oberon," Puck said with a small bow of respect.

With this, Professor Snape started to teach them how to make the Disarming Potion. Halfway into class, Neville melted his cauldron as normal.