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"You shall go to a land far across seas

To a castle of great mysteries.

Those misunderstood you shall befriend

And come to an abrupt dead end."

Annabeth stood for several seconds, just staring at the mummy in complete awe. This was not what she expected a prophecy to be like. It didn't even sound like a quest at all! Was this some kind of sick joke? Annabeth felt like she was about to cry. This wasn't fair!

She ran down the stairs and over to the Big House to demand to Chiron to tell her what was going on. When she reached him, he and Mr. D. were still staring at the letter, but someone else was with them.

"Mom?" Annabeth breathed.

Athena fixed her intense grey eyes on Annabeth with a face so straight, it was impossible to tell what she was thinking. "Annabeth," she said, "did you get this letter?"

"Yes, mother. Why, did you send it?"

The goddess of wisdom shook her head. "No, dear. It does not lie. The letter means exactly as it says."

"Well, what does it say?" Annabeth asked, running out of patience. She was tired of all these riddles. Why was her mother here? What did the prophecy mean? And what was in that letter?

Athena turned around to face Chiron. "You didn't show it to her?" she demanded.

"I figured it would be best to wait until you arrived, my lady."

Athena nodded, "Fair enough." She took the letter off of the table. "I'll just read it to you to save time." She cleared her throat:

"Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Miss Chase,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress," Athena pulled out another two pieces of paper. "This is a list of all of everything you will need."

Annabeth stared at her mother blankly, trying to take it all in. It was a lot. Was this for real? "Wait, hold on," she said. "Slow down, what . . . what does this all mean? Am I a wizard?"

"A witch actually," Chiron said.

Mr. D. grunted, "you got that right." Everyone glared at him, and he quickly shut up.

"So . . . do I go to this place? I mean, where is it?"

"England, actually," Chiron gave her a slightly sheepish (or horse-ish) smile. "It's a boarding school."

Annabeth felt her stomach turn in knots. "England? Boarding school? No way! I am NOT going!" Were they crazy? She didn't know anything about this place. It could've been ran by monsters for all she knew! She shuddered at the very thought.

Athena looked at her daughter very seriously. "There is a reason why we need you to go there," she said. "We have recently received urgent news that the wizarding world is in danger of a war." Annabeth blinked. How did this concern her? "If that were to happen, chaos would rise and millions of innocent people would be in danger. But it would not stop there. If the war were to continue, it would eventually reach across seas and into America." Annabeth's eyes widened. How did her mother know this? She did not doubt Athena, she was the goddess of wisdom, after all. "Your job is to find out any information you can about this war."

Annabeth was stunned. "But . . . how can mortals have magic?"

"Long ago, our old friend, Hecate, decided to have a little fun with the mortals," Chiron said. "She gave them a little bit of magic to of their own. Some of it was given directly to people, and some of it escaped. Over many centuries, the people grew into a race of their own. They no longer remember Hecate bringing it to them, since it was so long ago."

"But how do you know who has it?"

"Some people are born with it, but every now and then, a bit of the magic that has escaped goes to somebody else. You, Annabeth, are one of those few."

Annabeth still did not fully understand. She always imagined being excited for her first quest, but she wasn't. She was scared. Annabeth didn't want to do it. "Why do I have to go to the school? Why can't it be somebody else?"

"Because the school only allows wizards and witches inside," said Mr. D. He paused, then added, "duh."

Annabeth gulped. "But . . . but how do you know I will be successful?"

"We don't," said Athena. Oh, how reassuring. "But I have faith in you, Annabeth. If anyone could do it, it would be you. You are my daughter, after all."

Annabeth felt a warm sense of glowing pride. Her mother believed in her, so why shouldn't she? Annabeth thought for a moment, then said bravely. "I will do it."