Hello there, you guys! I've got you another chapter to read~^^"
Just so you guys know, I had a couple projects and tests that were crawling behind me... and more are gonna stalk me or something.
Note to Hi (Guest): If you are going to be a hater, then say the only thing wrong with my fic is the fact that it's too short, then I would rather you pay attention to these bold words. They do stand out, do they not? I have already addressed the issue where my chapters are too short. As I have stated before, I am trying to write them so they will be longer. (I sound much older than I am.)
Note to demigod 135 (Guest): Thanks for pointing that out! I will fix it shortly!

None the less, happy reading!

Book 1: Chapter Five
The Real Intel on the Stick & Percy Gets a New Pen

"What's that on your glasses?" Grover asked Harry, who still had his wand over the "vision helpers."

"Duh! Can't you tell it's a stick?!" Nancy cut into the conversation. Then, the other students followed suit. Some of the snippets of their conversations could be heard:

"-Harry's a wizard-"

"-wand-"

"-glasses look new-"

Grover was scratching his beard, wondering what they were all talking about.

There was no way that she, Mrs. Dodds, could disappear on him like that. Oh. She was just up there, on the ste- wait a minute, how did she manage to get up there? The strangest things, like "the process of Mrs. Dodds getting on top of the steps so quickly," didn't faze Percy too much. Seriously, the kid eats blue food, gods forbid!

"It was only a matter of time before we found you out. Your time is up."

What now? "Found you out?" What's that supposed to mean?

And Mrs. Dodds somehow became even uglier than she already was. She suddenly had glowing eyes, talons that elongated from normal human fingers, and the jacket dissolved as it became a leathery pair of wings. With a mouth full of yellow teeth that looked like it needed at least twenty years worth of dentistry to clean and claws that were much like samurai swords, she got ready. Ready to slice and dice poor Percy, who had no clue what was going on.

"What ho, Percy!" Mr. Brunner wheels into the museum, tossing what seemed to be the most useless thing in the world to his student as of this second: a pen.

As the young boy caught the pen in mid-air, he realized it wasn't even a pen anymore; it became a sword.

"Die, honey!" the ex-algebra teacher screeched as she lunged forward.

He swung the sword, vaporizing Mrs. Dodds into a pile of yellow powder. And he was now alone, with nothing but an ordinary ballpoint pen in his hand.

"Will you guys cut it out?"

Grover finally decided to speak. "Eureka! You've got a wand, don't you Harry?"

And "The Boy Who Lived" face-palmed himself.

FINALLY! It took awhile to write... like thirty minutes?
AGH! It's too short.. I know that, but I felt like this was a good place to stop. (I seriously hope it isn't a cliff-hanger... or do I? Just kidding.)

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Hmm... maybe I'll send Ron to tell you guys to eat slugs.. just for laughs.