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Chapter 3: No Trust
The following morning Harry woke up to find Pomfrey giving Professor Moody a once over. Seeing that he was awake Harry too was forced to bear this form suffering at the hands of the Matron.
"Am I free to go yet?" he asked Madam Pomfrey.
The matron looked at him disapprovingly. "The Headmaster would prefer it if you didn't leave until this evening."
"Uh right!" said Harry. That was not good, Harry didn't know when Snape would get back from his meeting with Voldemort, but as soon as he did Harry knew that the esteemed Potions Master would tell Dumbledore about the yew wand. Harry didn't know what the Headmaster was planning but he was determined to keep Dumbledore at a distance. The yew wand as well. Unfortunately Harry needed to hide the wand somewhere the Headmaster couldn't access or didn't know about.
The Matron arranged for Lunch to be brought to Harry and Moody, then made her way to the Great Hall. Not very hungry Harry got out of the bed and found his trousers and shoes.
"Going somewhere Potter?" asked Moody
"Yeah, I don't have much time." Said Harry
"It's probably not a good idea for you to be wandering about on your own." Said the disgruntled Defence Professor, "But seeing as the good nurse has yet to return my peg leg this will have to do." He tossed Harry linen material.
"What is…" Harry realised that it was shimmering… "…Your Invisibility cloak?"
"Aye… It should give you the concealment you need, now hurry before that mad nurse comes back."
Harry smiled. "Thanks."
He took both his wand and his robe where the Voldemort's was hidden. Once he had the invisibility cloak on he left, when he got to the corridor he checked inside the robe and confirmed that the prize he'd won from Lord Voldemort was still there.
Harry rushed up to Gryffindor tower. He knew that he couldn't hide the yew wand in there but he also knew that he was going to need one or two items from his dormitory. Harry carefully snuck in through the portrait hole after a trio of Second Year Girls came out for breakfast. Harry ran inside before the portrait could shut. He then dodged people coming down the narrow staircases to the dorms. Whilst he was waiting he heard people talking about what happened last night. His housemates were mostly worried for him and a handful speculated that he'd been in a life threatening situation again. Everyone knew that he had something to do with ending the Chamber of Secrets threat and the Death of Professor Quirrell, they didn't know much more than that but the fact he had just gone through this stupid tournament was a testament to Harry's reputation for trouble.
Eventually, after a large portion of the dormitory had exited, including Ron, Hermione, Neville and a good proportion of Harry's year group, Harry climbed the stairs and entered his dormitory. From his trunk he extracted his own Invisibility Cloak, the Marauders Map and his Firebolt. Harry whilst asleep had come up with a plan, to hide the yew wand.
But first he checked the Marauders map. He found Dumbledore in the Great Hall, along with Madam Pomfrey. But Snape did not appear to be in the castle. Harry looked at the Great Hall again and saw that Madam Pomfrey was heading back to the Hospital Wing.
"Uh-oh! Time for a short cut!" Harry stuffed the map, both the cloaks and his wand in his robe and mounted his Firebolt and took off out of his dormitory window. Thankfully hardly anyone was outside or above the Ground Floor. Harry flew straight down from one of the highest towers and landed on a First floor Balcony near the Hospital wing. He then hurriedly put Mad-Eye's cloak on and used his own cloak to conceal his broom.
He rushed to the infirmary, placed his invisible broom under the bed, tossed Moody his cloak back, stuffed the map under a pillow and sat on the bed.
He had just kicked off his shoes and socks when Pomfrey came back in.
"Mr Potter why are you getting dressed, you are not leaving here until at least this evening?" she said
"It feels weird just sitting around in my pants." Said Harry "Last night I was desperate for some sleep, but now…"
Pomfrey gave him a look that said 'I don't believe you' and then said "I am going to get you a pair of Pyjamas then I shall take your clothes to the laundry. Understood Mr Potter?"
"Yes Madam Pomfrey." Harry sighed. He was allowed the privacy to change out of his robes, which he also used to put both his wand and the yew wand with the map under his pillow. To make doubly sure Harry wouldn't wander off the matron also took his shoes and magically locked them in a compartment.
"Now I'm sure the breakfast I gave you is getting cold, and I see you haven't touched it…"
Taking the hint Harry started munching at his cold bacon. It was less than ideal but he'd had worse. Satisfied that Harry was eating once more Madam Pomfrey went back to her office.
"Bossy woman." Grumbled Moody
"She means well." Said Harry "Unfortunately I don't think she'd let us leave here if she thought she could get away with it."
"Anyway… manage to do whatever it is you intended to do?"
"Part of it, I may have to sneak off again. It really depends on when Snape gets back."
"Snape? What has he got to do with anything?" said Moody
Harry decided he could trust Moody with a little information. After all he was close to Dumbledore so he would find out sooner or later anyway "He went to see Voldemort last night. Dumbledore may have asked me what happened in the Graveyard and I may have omitted one or two facts."
"Hmm… I take it you don't trust Dumbledore then?"
"I wouldn't say that, but let's just say my trust in him in the last 12 hours has… been put to the test. Until I'm sure he can be trusted I want to keep a couple of things to myself."
"I trust Dumbledore with my life but I know him better than most." Said Moody. "He has been known to keep things from people and to manipulate them. I have a feeling that he hired me here because he knows I'm paranoid and he thought I would notice something. Yes Potter I admit that I'm paranoid but I will also tell you that paranoia has kept me alive. This last year just means I need to go back to using security questions."
"Security questions?" asked Harry
"During the last war we used them all the time to keep our numbers from being infiltrated by imposters. The Death Eaters laughed at us but routed out more than a few imposters thanks to security questions."
"Alright! Said Harry "How about you and I come up with security questions now?"
Moody chuckled "I think you and I Potter are going to get on very well. Tell me something that no one else should know."
Harry thought for a moment. "I learnt to swim in the prefect's bathroom just before the second task."
Moody's eyes narrowed "Good Potter, I take it not many people know that."
"No one should. I've never discussed swimming with my friends before and my relatives don't like to think about the magical world."
"Good then whenever I see you I'll ask where and when did you learn to swim."
"How about I ask you what help you gave me the morning after the Third Task?"
"Good Potter, this is stuff no one else should know."
"Now let's see if Snape's back yet." Said Harry, he took out his wand and the Marauders Map. He was just about to cancel out the charm when he noticed Snape's name appear at the front gates." "Damn he's just arrived back." Said Harry, and he still had the yew wand.
Harry looked at the door to the Matrons office.
"Sorry Professor I'm going to have to leave you alone again." Said Harry
"You could get caught Potter." Warned Moody
"I might get missed but I won't get caught. They may know that I've gone but they won't know where I've been." Harry double checked the map. Snape was halfway across the grounds now, the fact that he was in such a hurry indicated to Harry that Snape now new about the wand. Harry also checked the area he wanted to go, as expected it was deserted, no one was anywhere near it.
"Well good luck Potter, I just hope you know what you're doing and won't do anything crazy." Said Moody
"I know what I'm doing." Said Harry "But this plan of mine," He pulled his own invisibility cloak out from over his Firebolt, surprising Moody "is probably still crazy."
Harry wiped the map and put it under his pillow.
"Actually I may need this." Harry said out loud. He wrapped the parchment around the wand and stuffed them both in his Pyjama pocket. Harry liked Moody but he wasn't too sure how much he could trust the Defence Professor. Though knowing what Harry knew so far about the man he'd probably take that as a compliment.
Harry mounted his broom and put his cloak on. When he was still he and the broom were completely covered but if he moved much more than very slowly the cloaks material fluttered around his feet, leaving a tell-tale sign of Potter. But that wasn't too important it was highly doubtful anyone would spot him.
Harry flew through the corridors and back out the balcony he arrived in. It was now summer but the fact that Harry was now in a pair of Pyjamas with no socks made him feel really cold.
He raced across to the far side of the lake and found the spot he'd chosen.
He hadn't come this far across the lake since his second year, when he wanted some space from everyone thinking he was the heir of Slytherin. The only relevant living being that had been here at that point in time as Harry was his owl, Hedwig, and he was fairly confident that she wouldn't lead others back here.
Landing on the ground Harry found his feet were absolutely freezing. Trying to put it out of his mind and get on with the task at hand he found the boulder that he had sat on two years previously and pointed his wand at it.
"Wingardium Leviosa!" the boulder, with some effort extracted itself from the ground, leaving behind some soil. Harry moved it over slightly but left it levitated. He then did a quick look around and found a rock slightly bigger than a Quaffle and pointed his wand at it. He hadn't been able to cast this spell a few weeks ago in Transfiguration, but he gave it a shot anyway.
"Lapidem adcista!" the rock transformed into a chest, though Harry noted with some disappointment that it still appeared to made out of stone and not wood as he intended. But the object would still suit his purpose. He placed the yew wand in chest and closed the lid.
He then aimed his own wand at the ground and incanted "Defodio!" burrowing a hole in the earth, eight feet deep. Harry dropped the box in the ground then pointed his wand at the hole again. "Funero!" soil reappeared and filled the hole, burying the wand of Lord Voldemort in the ground. To finish up Harry moved the boulder on top of the dirt spot, back where it originally was.
Harry pulled the Marauders Map out and brought up the map of Hogwarts. No one was within half a mile of his position. He found Dumbledore's office and saw Snape's dot enter it. Not choosing to waste any time Harry pulled his cloak on remounted his broom and shot back across the lake. With one hand on his broom and another on the map he saw both Dumbledore and Snape leave the Headmasters office and walk down the stairs. Harry leaned forward pushing his Firebolt to its limit. Harry only braked as he reproached the balcony for the second time that morning. This time thought he didn't bother to dismount. Thanks to the map he knew the corridor near the hospital wing was deserted, but not for long.
Harry flew into the Hospital Wing just a second before the Headmaster and Snape entered the corridor outside. Harry was probably travelling at least 30 MPH when he entered the wing and braked just in time to stop at his bed. He dismounted and quickly covered his broom with the invisibility cloak, placed it back under the bed and got under the covers.
Harry was just revelling in the nice warm feeling of the blankets and contemplating whether he could get away with a few hours kip when a furious Professor Snape and seriously disappointed looking Professor Dumbledore entered.
"POTTER, YOU HAVE SOME EXPLAINING TO DO!" said Snape. He looked distinctly frustrated and despite the fact that he had moved with some speed, Harry could tell he was in a great deal of pain. It seemed Voldemort must still be angry and had chosen to take it out on his Death Eaters.
"Good morning to you to Professor." Said Harry, "I was just about to go to sleep."
"Not this time Harry." Said Dumbledore gravely, his tone and look conveyed disappointment even greater than after Harry and Ron crashed into the Whomping Willow. "You will give me it now."
Harry pulled his best look of perplexion "Give you what sir?"
"DON'T MAKE FOOLS OF US POTTER!" screamed Snape "THE DARK LORD IS APOCALYPTIC!"
"Harry please give me Lord Voldemort's wand. Now." Said Dumbledore
"I don't know what you mean Professor." said Harry calmly "I don't have any wand other than this one." He held up the Holly wand he'd owned for nearly four years. I understand that it's related to Voldemort's but they are not the same wand.
"POTTER!" screamed Snape again
"WHAT IS GOING ON IN HERE?" yelled Madam Pomfrey coming out of her office.
"I'm sorry Poppy but we have questions for Mr Potter that he needs to answer." Said Dumbledore "Harry, I am very disappointed that you didn't tell me the truth about what happened."
Harry gave the headmaster an odd look "Professor I don't know what you mean, nothing I told you was a lie."
"That's as well as maybe, but you did not tell me that you disarmed Voldemort or that you taunted him."
"Well I may have told his followers he was a half-blood, but I really don't have another wand on me." Harry said as calmly as possible, but he was also processing what Dumbledore had said, it seemed that no one had mentioned the fact that Harry was hit with a killing curse. He would have to test a theory.
"POTTER DON'T LIE TO US THE DARK LORD IS ABSOLUTELY FURIOUS WITH YOU AND HAS VOWED TO END YOUR LIFE. HE HAS ALSO DEMANDED OF ME THE RETURN OF HIS WAND, GIVE IT TO ME." Screamed Snape
"I know he's angry I can feel it." Harry yelled drawing on the amount of anger he had and tapping his scar. "But I can't help you in regards to the wand, yes I hit Voldemort with a disarming charm. But I swear this is the only wand I have on me."
"That's enough Severus." Said Pomfrey, quite angrily "I think you and Professor Dumbledore should leave right…"
"Not until Harry gives us that wand." Said Dumbledore
"You will tell me Potter whether you like it or not." Said Professor Snape, his voice was quieter and more deadly than Harry had ever experienced it before. He pointed his wand at Harry "Legilimens!"
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From the inside of the Primary School (Harry's mind), the fire alarms started going off. But it wasn't a fire that they were warning against. Harry was in the CCTV room watching Snape approach the entrance by the reception.
"Well let's see how good I am at this." Said Harry
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Snape barged into the school building, his rage making him completely oblivious to the fact that Harry's mind was completely different from when he normally read it.
He had just entered the main doors when a cannon materialised out of thin air in front of him.
Snape's mind had only just enough time to register "What the f…" before a cannonball shot out and imbedded itself straight in Snape's imaginary gut.
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Snape staggered back in complete shock. In the past he had been able to enter Harry's mind without any resistance in his path and all of a sudden the boy had the Occlumency defences of an expert. But Snape wasn't one to give up. He raised his wand again.
"Legil…"
"Expelliarmus!" Pomfrey incanted. Snape's wand fell across the hospital wing floor.
"GET OUT NOW!" she screamed "HOW DARE YOU ATTACK MY PATIENT!"
Harry and Moody were treated to a great show of Snape in fear of the Hospital Wing matron.
"Poppy, please calm down." Said Dumbledore "Harry you must…"
"I SAID GET OUT. BOTH OF YOU." She screamed again "Fodio!"
A stinging hex impacted Snape's leg, causing him to cry out in pain.
"Poppy please…" Dumbledore tried again
"Fodio, Fodio, Fodio!" hex after hex hit Dumbledore and Snape on various parts of their bodies. Both men left the Hospital Wing in a rush, Snape even forgot to pick up his wand.
For a minute no one said anything, Pomfrey just stood there looking ready to hex Dumbledore and Snape should they choose to come back.
Then "Nice Reflexes Poppy!" said Moody
"Thank you Alastor, it's always nice to be complimented." Said Madam Pomfrey sweetly.
"In that case thanks for taking care of us…" said Harry
"You're most welcome Mr Potter. But you're still not getting released before this evening."
"That's ok!" said Harry "I'm quite settled now."
"Is that so." Said Pomfrey and Harry suddenly regretted having spoken.
"Then you won't mind spending the rest of term here." She said
"No mam." Said Harry dejectedly
"Good, because I want to keep an eye on you." She said and then returned to her office.
"You shouldn't have said anything Potter." Said Moody
"I realise that now thank you Mad-Eye." Said Harry
"I hope you have nothing more to sneak out for?"
"I do, but it's not that urgent I can wait until tonight."
"So long as you're sure. Between you and me did you steal Voldemort's wand?"
Harry looked at the old auror and debated lying, but instead he said "I do not currently have any wand other than my own on me." Before Moody could react Harry aimed his wand at Snape's and incanted "Accio!" the wand on the floor flew into Harry's hands "Ok now I do."
Moody suddenly realised why Harry had done his sneaking about.
"I hope you hid it somewhere no one will find it."
"I might have done." Said Harry
"What are you planning on doing with that wand?" said Moody
"I don't know." Said Harry "I've been thinking of using it as a backup, but considering everything it's done…" Harry stopped himself, he wasn't ready to grieve… yet. "I'm torn between just burning it or handing it over to someone in authority. Originally when I caught the thing I intended to give it to Dumbledore but… I think he's been deceiving me."
"What do you think he's been keeping from you?" asked Moody
Harry hesitated, he wasn't sure he should tell Moody everything, but there was some stuff he could talk about. "Well I take it you recognised my Godfather?"
"Yeah I've been meaning to ask about that, didn't he sell your parents to Voldemort."
"He was framed." Said Harry "Peter Pettigrew is not dead, he was the Death Eater that resurrected Voldemort and cut my arm."
"I did wonder why Sirius Black would commit those crimes." Admitted Moody. "I only met your parents and Black a few times, but Black didn't seem like he could kill them or betray them."
"Did you ever meet Pettigrew?" asked Harry
"Yeah, he always seemed scared. Didn't put it down to much though, these were really difficult times, people were dying all around us, and being scared can keep you alive."
"Well I didn't even find out Sirius was my Godfather until about four months after he escaped, and even then I overheard McGonagall, Flitwick, Hagrid and Fudge talking about it. They didn't know I was there. They still don't know."
"I see…" said Moody "When did you learn the truth."
"Last year. Turns out Pettigrew was a rat animagus and had been masquerading as my friend Ron's pet. He'd been in the Weasley family since shortly after killing those twelve muggles. Sirius in his dog form accosted us and dragged Ron and his rat into the shrieking shack. We followed and were then joined by Professor Lupin. It took a while, Pettigrew tried to lie his way out, but he eventually admitted everything. Thing is Snape was blinded by his hatred of Sirius and my father. He popped in before we changed Pettigrew back, He was blind with anger and tried to drag Sirius and Remus to the Dementors to get kissed."
"Lupin too?" said Moody "But he hadn't even done anything…"
"That didn't matter to Snape." Said Harry "When it became clear that he wouldn't listen; Ron, Hermione and I all used the disarming charm on him. Bugger slept like a baby."
Moody chuckled "What happened, I take it Pettigrew got away, otherwise you'd be in your godfather's custody?"
"Unfortunately it was a full moon and Remus in all the excitement hadn't yet taken his potion. Pettigrew escaped, and Dementors descended on us and we all fainted. Snape woke up and the minister was already at Hogwarts to execute Hagrid's Hippogriff, so he ordered the executioner to fetch a Dementor to kiss Sirius."
"Sirius was held in the castle and Dumbledore just had to have a word with him?" Moody guessed.
"Yeah, and he told us there was nothing that could be done to help Sirius legally, something about not having the power to overrule the Minister for Magic."
"Heh, well that's crap for a start. Dumbledore is the Chief Warlock. He could easily have held Fudge off. The other thing that interests me is he didn't overrule the order to administer the Dementor's Kiss on Sirius. Dumbledore helped draft the law making it illegal to execute or administer a Dementor's kiss on anyone who never received a trial. He knew that it was illegal."
"What? What is Dumbledore playing at, did he want Sirius dead… is he trying to… wait, that can't be right. He's the one who sent me and Hermione to save Sirius."
"What do you mean?"
"Hermione had a time turner that year. We used it to go back three hours, save Hagrid's hippogriff from being executed and then used that hippogriff to bust Sirius out of Flitwick's office and the hippogriff provided Sirius with the means to escape."
"This is confusing." Said Moody "If Dumbledore wanted to help Sirius he could have easily used his influence to get a trial, between your testimony and a truth serum he would have been cleared of all charges."
"But if Dumbledore wanted Sirius out of the way, why didn't he let the Dementor…"
"Looks like you've got a mystery on your hands Potter." Said Moody
"Yeah you'd think I was used to it by now."
"So what are you going to do?"
"Well I can't work out what Dumbledore's position is so… I guess safer than sorry."
"Heh… I know you have your secrets Potter, I'll not try and get them out of you but I should warn you Albus Dumbledore loves to solve a mystery. From the seam of things you're one big mystery. He will try and get the truth out of you, and if you've trusted him up until last night and stopped now, he will try and figure out why. My advice is: don't underestimate him, there is a reason he is the only wizard Voldemort ever feared and it's not just his mastery of magic."
"Don't worry Professor, I don't underestimate anyone."
Moody chuckled. "I think you and I Potter will get on very well, when you write you complaint to the DMLE can I write alongside?"
Harry realised What Moody was getting at, a man had locked him in his trunk for nearly a year and Crouch had incapacitated him, denying Moody the chance to have his perpetrator brought to justice. "Yeah I think that would be great. God only knows what that idiot was thinking, bringing a Dementor into Hogwarts, I thought he learnt that lesson last year."
"Thanks Potter."
"By the way is there someone in particular we should contact?"
"Yes this is the minister we're filing a complaint against, so we should go straight to the top. A woman called Amelia Bones heads the department. She makes a point of being distinctly unbiased in judicial procedures. It might also be an idea to talk to her about your Godfather. There's no way she knows that he never received a trial, the second she does she'll probably rescind the order for his Dementor's Kiss and make a public appeal for him to turn himself in and stand trial."
"Maybe, let's start with junior though. There's also the fact that another boy was murdered. Fudge seems determined not to let that be investigated in his blind conquest."
"You should word that separately." Said Moody, "Unless Diggory's parents want to join you in this complaint, then you shouldn't really word that in your main complaint."
"And what complaint is that?" came a voice from the door.
Amos Diggory and his wife were standing at the door.
"Mr and Mrs Diggory!" said Harry, he felt his grief building up, "I… I'm sorry." He couldn't look at them, his eyes were becoming moist. Harry had deliberately avoided thinking about Cedric so he could focus on hiding the yew wand and preparing for the war.
"Mr Potter." Said Amos, calmly "Thank you for bringing my sons body back. Can you tell us how Ced…"
Harry took a deep breath and told them about how they agreed to take the cup together and how they ended up in the Graveyard. Then he told them about Pettigrew.
"So it was quick then? He… he didn't suffer?" said Mrs Diggory
Harry didn't say anything. Amos reached into his robes "The minister asked me to pass this on to you. You won the tournament, this is yours." He handed Harry a bag of 1,000 Galleons.
"No, you take it, we took the cup together, the money should have been Cedric's, I don't need…"
"Harry." Said Amos "Maybe if he was still alive the two of you could split it, but the fact remains. You won the tournament, my son…" but he couldn't continue.
"Cedric earned the prize money just as much as you did. I am sure that he would want you to have it at this point, now that he can't have it himself, he was always very…"
Harry couldn't say no, he just nodded his head in acceptance and Mrs Diggory took the bag from her husband and gave it to Harry.
For a minute no one said anything. Then "What were you talking about when we came in? About us helping you make a complaint?"
"Fudge won't believe us when we tell him Voldemort's back." Said Harry, grimacing a bit when the Diggory's flinched at the name. "He refused to listen to anything we have to say and he had a Dementor kiss the culprit who charmed the cup that sent Cedric and I to the Graveyard."
"A Dementors Kiss?" said Amos "Without a trial? That's supposed to be illegal."
"That's why Potter and I are going to complain to Madam Bones." Said Moody "Fudge is not going to take what happened last night seriously and is going to either try and insist that Potter killed Cedric or that it was a tragic accident."
Amos looked at Harry as Moody mentioned Harry killing Cedric, he didn't say anything but Harry could tell what he was insinuating.
"That spell you performed on my wand at the World Cup, perform it again. Now." Said Harry handing Amos his wand.
"Harry I don't think that…" said Amos hurriedly
"It is necessary, you need proof that I didn't kill Cedric." Said Harry as Mrs Diggory gasped "This is the only evidence I can give you, and if you want join us in this legal adventure I need you to trust me enough not to think I killed your son."
"Amos you don't think he…" said Mrs Diggory, but she stopped when she saw the hesitation on his face.
Harry held his wand out for Amos. Amos took a deep breath and took it.
"I have performed about four or five spells this morning and I performed a few others in Professor Moody's office after the Third Task." Said Harry
Amos nodded and point his own wand and Harry's "Priori Incantato!"
Harry's wand began showing the spells it had previously performed. Accio, Funero, Defodio, Lapidem adcista, Wingardium Leviosa!
Harry was expecting a stunner next but instead came two Flipendo spells, then he remembered he used the yew wand and hoped no one would mention anything.
Finally they were back to the Graveyard. Harry witnessed the Accio he had used to retrieve the Triwizard cup, then it went through the spells of his duel with Voldemort. The first was the Disarming Charm that he used to get the yew wand, following was the Redactor Curse he used to explode the ground in front of Voldemort, then the Depulso he used on the tombstone, followed by the Accio he used to get the tombstone, Finally the Disarming Charm that missed Voldemort just before Harry entered the Realm of Passing. All that remained after that were the spells Harry had used in the maze. Amos stopped his spell.
"None of the spells I used could have killed Cedric without leaving a mark." Said Harry
"No they couldn't." admitted Amos, "From the look of your wand it seems that you had quite a fight back there."
"Yeah especially once I got my ass in gear." Said Harry
"Sorry?" said Mrs Diggory
"Ah… I got Voldemort's focus off by telling his followers that he's a half-blood."
"You got You-Know-Who angry are you insane?" said Amos
Harry shrugged "He was trying to kill me anyway, and it worked. He's not proud of his past or his heritage… or perhaps I should say lack of."
"Lack of…" said Mrs Diggory "You mean it's true? You-Know-Who's a half-blood?"
The Diggory's looked at Harry incredulously and even Moody looked on in interest.
"Voldemort was born named Tom Marvolo Riddle, or Tom Riddle junior. I don't know all the details but his father left his mother before he was born. I'm not sure what happened after that but Mrs Riddle didn't survive long. Tom grew up in a muggle orphanage in London somewhere. He changed his name by rearranging its letters. Tom Marvolo Riddle is an Anagram for I am Lord Voldemort. Very few people know that, Professor Dumbledore is one."
"Professor Dumbledore told you this?" said Amos "When?"
"He didn't Vol… Riddle" Harry amended "bragged it to me two years ago when the Chamber of Secrets was reopened. When I spoke with Dumbledore he confirmed it."
"It seems you have a fair few stories Mr Potter." Said Amos "I should like to hear them some time. My boy died and I want answers. You've given us more than anyone else but something is going on here and if you think this complaint will help." He looked at his wife, she nodded "We'll help as well."
"Thank you!" said Harry "I suppose we'd better write a letter then."
"I'll give you a hand with that." Said Moody "Mr and Mrs Diggory, would the two of you be able to visit tomorrow? We should have a rough draft by then, you should make sure your concerns are articulated in the letter."
Amos nodded "I think we can do that. We shall return tomorrow."
The Diggory's made arrangements for the next day, shook Harry by the hand and left.
Harry took a few deep breaths and tried to focus on the task at hand.
"That's the first you've actually cried about Cedric isn't it?" said Moody
"Yeah, I've been able to divert my thoughts since last night but… I just couldn't do that in front of…" Harry found himself having to refocus "I am going to have to grieve for Cedric and for his parents but…"
"But you have something important to do and need to focus on that for now. I must say you're doing a good job Potter, took me a long time to learn how to postpone grief."
"I just keep thinking about… something…" said Harry "I'm really very angry at Voldemort right now. I won't tell you why but… let's just say I'm having trouble keeping a level head."
"You're doing what I've had a great deal of trouble teaching Aurors in my life Potter. Channelling your emotions, suppressing them when they're a liability and drawing strength from them when you're feeling tired. I may be tough but despite what people think I'm not heartless. There is a time and place for everyone to cry if they need to. They just need to make sure they're in that time and place."
"I think I need to wait until I'm out of Hogwarts until that happens." Said Harry. "I have a lot to do and I need to do most of it here."
"I suppose you want me not to mention any of this to Dumbledore?" asked Moody
"Dumbledore has been your friend since before I was born." Said Harry "Tell him what you want, nothing I have said to you will help him. But I would ask that you at least wait until the holidays have started."
"I will wait at least until then if it helps. Did you notice Snape said that the Dark Lord wants his wand back."
"Yeah, but that doesn't overly surprise me." Said Harry "My own wand is very important to me."
"Did you also notice that when Snape indicated he wanted to return the wand to Voldemort that Dumbledore didn't object?"
Harry though for a second and realised Moody was right "But why would Dumbledore want Voldemort to have his wand back?"
"The best I can come up with is that he hopes Voldemort will calm down. You and Snape have both admitted he is apocalyptic."
Harry tried not to look guilty, Moody didn't know he had fibbed about his scar hurting.
"Dumbledore probably thinks that if Voldemort's in a calmer state of mind he might act less dangerously."
"But if he's letting his anger blind him, then he might make a mistake." Said Harry
"That is true." Said Moody "For what it's worth I think taking Voldemort's wand is brilliant. Giving it back almost seems like appeasement to me. I was never in the business of making Death Eaters happy."
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Harry and Moody spent much of the day trying to articulate their letter to Madam Bones. After lunch Ron and Hermione popped into see their friend and Harry was faced with a rather difficult task.
"Accio peg leg!"
Ron and Hermione were treated to a shock and Harry amusement as, like the Firebolt earlier in the year, Moody'shot towards Mad-Eye Moody from wherever in the castle it had been hiding, probably the Defence Professor's office.
"If that mad matron asks where I've been tell her I've gone for a stroll round the lake." Said Moody
"Where are you really going?" asked Harry "Actually don't tell me plausible deniability."
"See ya later Potter." Said Moody.
Harry was quite relieved to have time alone with his friends, this was going to be unpleasant enough without an audience.
"Harry, how are you." Said Hermione "Last night, you really shouldn't have chastised the Minister like tha…"
"Yes I bloody should have." Snapped Harry "Fudge is going to be a problem to us, there's no point in wasting my manners on him. If things go my way he won't be minister much longer."
"What on earth are you talking about Harry." Said Ron
"Fudge illegally ordered a Dementor's Kiss on Crouch Junior. I'm going to use that against him. So are Moody and the Diggory's." said Harry
"But he's the minister." Said Ron
"Even the minister is not above the law Ron. It's illegal to administer the Dementor's Kiss or execute someone who has not had a full criminal trial in front of the Wizengamot and the use of capital sentencing has to be voted on separately by the Wizengamot after the guilty verdict and then the Minister has to authorise the use."
Hermione gasped "But that means the order on Snuffles is illegal to."
"Yeah now I need to talk to both of you the future." Said Harry "You're probably not going to be happy about what I have to say and this may very well end our friendship but it needs to be done."
"Harry what are you…" began Hermione
"We're about to go to war." Said Harry "Even if I can't convince the Ministry, this is what's going to happen. In the coming weeks and months I'm going to have some very important stuff to do."
"What stuff?" asked Ron
"I'm not entirely sure yet." Said Harry "But after all that is over there will be more stuff to do and of course a war to fight. If you two want to help, which will be entirely your choice, I need to know that I can count on both of you?"
"What do you mean." Said Ron angrily "How can you say that after…"
"This is different…" said Harry raising his voice slightly louder "This is different from everything we have ever done before. What I am specifically doing needs to remain secret… not just from Death Eaters and Malfoy and such. Last night Dumbledore told Fudge that the two of them had reached a parting of ways. While that may be a bit extreme defining me and the Headmaster right now, it's not far off."
"Harry what are you saying? You need to trust Dumbledore." Said Hermione
"That's the main problem Hermione, I don't think I can."
Hermione and Ron went silent.
"Why?" asked Hermione
"I can't tell you that Hermione." Said Harry
"What?"
"Harry what's happened to you since last night, you've been acting… out of character?" said Ron
"I can't tell you what but in the Graveyard I learnt something. Something I haven't anyone. What I can tell you though is that what I learnt taught me that the Headmaster has been keeping a really big secret from me. Last night I refused to take the sleeping potion because I needed to organise my thoughts. I did that while I was sleeping. I had no dreams or Voldemort visions or nightmares. I sorted out my thoughts, my memories. I think Dumbledore has been keeping secrets from me and manipulating me."
"Harry you must be mistaken?" said Hermione
"You said it yourself Hermione." Said Harry. "He manipulated us in First Year and orchestrated my encounter with Professor Quirrell and the Philosophers Stone."
"But you said that he felt you should be given the chance." Said Hermione "You said that it was to prepare you for future encounters with You-Know-Who."
"But why do I need those future encounters Hermione?" said Harry "When I woke up from my coma I asked him why Voldemort tried to kill me as a baby because Voldemort admitted to my face that he came after me, not Mum, not Dad, me. Dumbledore admitted that he knew why but refused to tell me. I still don't know why."
Hermione looked troubled but said "Harry if Professor Dumbledore didn't want you to know then he must have a good reason."
"And what If he doesn't?" said Harry
"Harry you shouldn't really trust…"
"I can't Hermione." Said Harry as firmly and calmly as he could "What about in Second Year, he must have known that the monster was a Basilisk?"
"What makes you say that?" said Ron
"Aragog, knew it was a Basilisk, even if Professor Dumbledore couldn't get Aragog to name the creature how many creatures do 'spiders fear above all others' and then there was the death of the Roosters. Let's also not forget that Hermione here was able to work out what the creature was."
"Ok let's say you're right about him knowing about the Basilisk." Said Hermione "What would you have done in his place?"
"I'd have stationed Roosters all around the castle and kept them guarded. Maybe even set up traps in case someone tried to off them."
Ron and Hermione looked at Harry, their friend was definitely different.
"Harry…" said Hermione carefully
"Then there is Sirius, Dumbledore must have known that he never received a trial, ok maybe he thought he was guilty but why didn't he object to Fudge ordering the Dementor's to kiss him on sight? Dumbledore supposedly hates the infernal creatures. Another thing, Moody told me that Dumbledore could easily have protected Sirius from Fudge and gotten him a trial. Why did he send you and I back in time and have Sirius continue his role as a wanted fugitive?"
"Harry, please stop this, you need to trust Dumbledore." Said Hermione desperately
"No I don't and I'm not going to until I understand what he's doing." Said Harry firmly
"Harry why are you doing this now, you must have stopped to think of this stuff before?" said Ron
"There is more, I learnt something in the Graveyard."
"What thought?" said Hermione
"I can't tell you." Said Harry
"Why?" said Ron "We're supposed to be your best friends."
"If I told you would you keep it a secret from Dumbledore, or say your parents? If your mother asked you… no told you Ron… to tell her what I told you, would you keep this a secret?"
Ron had the decency to look sheepish "I… I… well…"
"Harry please, trust Dumbledore." begged Hermione
"I thought so." said Harry "If you see Ginny or Neville can you ask them to come and visit me, not at the same time but I want to talk to them. Oh and the twins too. You can send them together but not with Ginny or Neville."
"What? Harry, do you trust us." Demanded Hermione
Harry took a deep breath and forced himself to look into Hermione's eyes. The hurt in them didn't make it any easier. He wanted to look away but he kept his stare.
"I want to… I think that if I tell you what I learnt last night, you will tell someone, either Dumbledore or someone like Ron's mum who will pass it on to him. I want to trust you, especially after everything we been through. But this is different, this is war, I think if I tell you my secret, you will tell Dumbledore. So I can't trust you."
Harry felt his own tears leak from his eyes. Hermione gasped as hers started leaking too. She ran out of the Hospital wing.
Ron looked between Harry and Hermione. "Why the hell did you say that?"
"Because it needed to be said." Said Harry firmly. "I want both of you by my side but I cannot trust Dumbledore right now and I'm not sure if I ever can."
"Then what do you want me to do?" shouted Ron "What do you want Hermione to do?"
"You've idolised Dumbledore since before we met." Said Harry "What I'm asking of you… of both of you… I know it's not fair but if I am to trust you I need to know that you can actually keep my secrets. I need both you and Hermione to look inside yourselves and decide if you can do that. If you can, then I'll share my secrets with you, if not… well we can still be friends. But this will always come between us."
Ron felt angry, and he felt really upset, "Just answer me this Harry. You do want to tell us right?"
"Of course I do." Said Harry his face completely wet "When I was in the Realm…" Harry stopped himself.
"The Realm?" said Ron confused
Harry sighed, he could admit this much. "This last year has been the hardest of my life. This tournament has been the most horrible experience I've ever had, even more horrible than everyone thinking I'm Slytherin's Heir. At one point in the Graveyard I really wanted to die."
Ron's eyes widened, tears of his own were falling.
"But I thought of you and Hermione and that kept me alive."
Ron regarded Harry "I still trust Dumbledore, but I will think about what you said, I think you're barmy though."
Harry smiled through his tears "Nothing new there then."
Ron actually chuckled. "Can I tell Hermione what you said, about us keeping you alive?"
"You can tell anyone you wish." Said Harry
"Does Dumbledore know you're not happy with him?"
"He might do, he had to hear from Snape about me nicking Voldemort's wand."
"WHAT? You nicked You-Know-Who's wand?" said Ron
"Yeah, I've hidden it though and I won't tell them where it is."
Ron was about to ask where Harry hid it but decided he didn't need to know. "Why do they want to know, it's not like you want to give that up?"
"I'm not sure, Moody and I have discussed it and he reckons Dumbledore wants Snape to bring it back to Voldemort."
"What why?"
"We don't know that he does but judging by what he said, Snape wants to return the wand and Dumbledore didn't object."
"Look Harry I better go after Hermione, You wanted to see Neville, Ginny and the Twins?"
"Yeah thanks." Said Harry
"I'll try and come back, I don't know about Hermione though." Said Ron
"See ya Ron!" said Harry
"See ya mate!" said Ron
Harry refocused himself, that interaction had been better than he expected but he had hoped that Hermione wouldn't run away. Hermione's problem was that she was very clever and didn't like to admit that she was wrong. Harry conceded maybe he was wrong but he didn't believe so. He believed he was right, just as Hermione believed she was right. The relevant difference was that Harry could accept that Hermione didn't agree with him.
He really hoped that he hadn't ended his friendship with Ron and Hermione. Despite what Ron said, Harry was sure that Ron was hurt by what he said and that he would dwell on everything Harry told him, the good and the bad. Harry just hoped his friendship with those two was strong enough to withstand this test.
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Madam Pomfrey was not happy that Moody had gone walkabout, but conceded that he was well enough to move about on his own and discharged him. Harry on the other hand was staying for the rest of term. He wasn't overly bothered about this, at dinner time, Madam Pomfrey had just presented him a plate of Roast Chicken, Yorkshire pudding and other substances when Professor Dumbledore popped in.
"Harry you need to answer my questions. Where is the wand?"
Before Harry could answer, the matron exploded in Dumbledore's face "ALBUS! I told you to get out."
"But Poppy…"
"NO! After letting Severus perform that… that… spell in my wing on Mr Potter you are not allowed back in here for the rest of his stay, which is until the end of term."
"Now Madam Pomfrey…"
"Don't you Madam Pomfrey me, I said get out!"
Dumbledore looked suitably chastised, and left.
"Well Mr Potter I don't know what you're planning, but please try and keep yourself from getting injured before the end of term."
"Yes Mam… I'm not going to get you fired am I?"
"Oh goodness no. I'm employed by St Mungos, they can remove me at the Headmasters request however they will not be pleased he let Professor Snape use that spell on you."
Harry smiled at the image of Professor Snape being pummelled by Stinging Hexes.
"Why are you keeping me here?" Harry asked "It was a rough battle but I'm mostly fine."
"Your physical injuries have healed Mr Potter but I'm worried about you. Now eat up."
Madam Pomfrey walked into her office, leaving Harry with his Sunday roast. On the Whole Harry didn't mind so much staying in the Hospital Wing, Dumbledore was trying to get the location of the yew wand out of him, and Harry was determined not to tell him anything. If Madam Pomfrey was kind enough to offer him shelter then why should he refuse? The other thing was Professor Snape was even angrier than he was last year when Sirius escaped and back then Harry was sure there were occasions when Snape would have throttled him if he stayed in his company much longer. Now Harry was determined not to be anywhere near Snape. Existing in the Hospital Wing meant that he was safe from the wrath of the Potions Master.
Harry had just moved onto his slice of Treacle Tart, when Fred and George came in.
"Hello Harry you wanted to see us." Said Fred/George
"Uh… yeah can you sit down?" Harry asked.
The twins pulled up some chairs.
"Ron and Hermione seem a bit upset since you visited them? Are you alright?" asked Fred
"Yeah I… had some things that needed to be said, I knew they were never going to take it well but… it had to be said… and I have some more things to say to the pair of you too."
The Twins looked at each other. "What is it Harry?"
"Well we're about to enter a war…" said Harry
"We know." Said Fred
"And we will help you…" said George
"In any way we can." Said Fred
"Well for starters can you tell me if the school has anything vaguely resembling archives or records?" said Harry
The twins looked at each other.
"Uh yeah, tons, the records corridor is behind the door to the left of the Entrance Hall staircase." Said Fred
"Hardly anyone ever goes in there, even Filch doesn't stop by there more than once a week." Said George
"Thanks. The other thing is right now, don't ask why, I should tell you both that I don't trust Dumbledore."
The twins looked at Harry seriously "What?" asked Fred
"But… you're supposed to be Dumbledore's main man… his favourite pupil… his…"
"Puppet?" said Harry "I think he's been lying to me and manipulating me and I think he and Snape have been reading my mind."
"Well Snape and Dumbledore both have that ability." Said George
"We've managed to scare them out by imagining a high pitched screaming noise in our minds." Said Fred
"Though with Dumbledore sometimes we have also pictured our mother when she is most angry."
Harry smiled "Well Snape tried to get into my mind earlier today. I imagined firing a cannonball into his gut. Forced him right out." Said Harry
The Twins laughed "That's brilliant." Said Fred
"We have so got to try that." Said George.
"That's nothing. When he tried again Madam Pomfrey went ballistic, disarmed Snape and started firing stinging hexes at him and Dumbledore. They were jumping about like Cornish Pixies in an Art Gallery."
Fred and George laughed so hard they fell off their chairs and onto the floor.
When they calmed down a bit Harry told them the same suspicions he had about Dumbledore he had told to Ron and Hermione, except the part about Sirius being innocent.
"Well we can't answer for Hermione but Ron has always looked up to Dumbledore." Said George
"But the difference is, Ron is your friend." Said Fred
"And that should count for more, but you may need to let him wallow in self thought for a while." Said George
Harry looked at the Twins "Talking to the pair of them like that was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do." Harry admitted. "And I outflew a dragon. I can't believe I didn't even tell them about Snape and those Stinging Hexes."
"We'll tell them Harry, and not just them." Said George
"Could you also tell them that… I'm sorry." Said Harry looking down "But I stand by what I said."
"Alright." Said Fred "Anything else?"
"Yes who are you blackmailing?" said Harry
"Oh not that again." Said Fred
"We're not we've given up." Said George
"Given up? Why did you want to Blackmail anyway?" asked Harry
"Bagman. We've been trying to get him to give us the money he owes us." Said Fred
"The stingy git paid the bet we won off him at the Quidditch World cup in Leprechaun Gold. Stuff disappeared whilst we were sleeping in the tent of course." Said George
"Sorry." said Harry "You should tell Ron this by the way, he's worried about the two of you. He's worried that you're up to something illegal."
"Illegal, nah. We'll work something out." Said Fred
"We may have to get jobs at the Ministry or something to begin with but we'll be fine." Said George
"Anyway Harry, don't worry about Dumbledore, we won't tell him when your birthday is." Said Fred
"He knows when my Birthday is." Said Harry
"But if he asks we still won't tell him." Said George smiling
Harry smiled back.
"We'll be off now." Said Fred
"Oh and Ginny will come and visit you tomorrow after classes. Neville will come the day after." Said George
"I take it you're telling them pretty much the same thing?" asked Fred
"No I have different things to ask all of you. Like I said we're going to war and we need to set our own personal demons aside. I don't know whether Ginny has any or not but I need to ask her something… something I'd rather nobody knew about right now. By the way can you warn Ron and Hermione I will probably want to talk to them more before the end of term?"
"Alright." Said Fred "But I hope you know what you're doing."
"If your friendship with our dearest little brother ends then our loving mother will be most upset. She already considers you a son." Said George
Harry gulped "I was afraid of that."
"What do you mean?" said the twins simultaneously
"Well let's just say some of the things I'm planning to do; if either of you or any of your siblings tried… you'd probably get lynched with chicken wire."
"Ah Harrykins, still planning on jumping into dangerous situations." Said Fred
"Mother will get over it… eventually." Said George
"We'll leave you to your planning." Said Fred
"Good luck." Said George
Harry watched the Weasley twins leave. It was a relief to know he could depend on them. He wondered whether there was some way he could get them to accept his Triwizard winnings. The Weasley's were poor but they were incredibly proud when it came to money issues, Harry would have to articulate his argument carefully, or alternatively force the bag into their hands and threaten to hex them if they don't accept it.
But even if he could get the Weasley twin to accept his money, Harry needed to make sure he didn't need it first. He began inking a letter to Gringott's, asking whether they could send him details of his finances and whether he had enough to rent a secure and warded property in the long term.
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"Now Mr Potter get some rest. I'll leave a potion out but its consumption is optional." Said Madam Pomfrey as she tucked Harry in. Well when one says tuck in, in reference to Poppy Pomfrey, a more accurate description would be secure so tightly escape was almost impossible. Almost.
About 20 minutes after Harry was sure Pomfrey had turned in for the night and was not coming back to check in on him, he began struggling. With some effort he forced the six layers of bedding that had been wound over him like an unwelcome cocoon and let his feet hit the floor. Madam Pomfrey had returned his shoes after admitting that Harry couldn't just lie on his back for a week, meaning Harry now had something to put on his feet for his night time escapades. On checking the Marauders Map Harry noticed immediately, Professor Snape was stationed just down the corridor outside the infirmary.
Harry checked the clock, it was ten o'clock and night, students were now restricted to the common rooms and were expected to be in bed by now. It was obvious that Snape was watching Harry in case he decided to leave the Hospital Wing. Harry couldn't work out why.
Then he realised that Snape and Dumbledore didn't have a chance to search him before they were chased out by stinging hexes. They must have still thought the yew wand was in the Hospital Wing somewhere. They also must have assumed that Harry would want to hide it somewhere no one would find it. They were part right of course but Harry knew that if Dumbledore and Snape thought that he had the wand, on his person then they would unlikely try searching for it elsewhere. Harry doubted they could find it where he'd hidden it, but he also knew one should never underestimate their opponents, especially when you think everything is covered because that is when things blow up in your face.
There was only one door in or out of the Hospital Wing. However, Harry regarded the large windows at the opposite end of the infirmary. He still had his broomstick but the window didn't open. But all was not lost for Harry did have a solution.
First he went up to the window and incanted "Protego!" creating a shield charm around the outside of the window. Then he moved to the far side of the hospital wing. He was about to cast another spell when he suddenly realised that Snape might hear so he aimed his wand at the hospital wing door and incanted "Silencio!"
That done he reaimed his wand at the window and incanted "Reducto!" The glass shattered and bounced off the shield charm around the window littering the floor. Satisfied that the bulk of the glass had landed inside the Hospital Wing, Harry removed his cloak from the Firebolt, mounted and then hid himself and the broom under the cloak.
He was about to take off when he remembered that he didn't know where he was going to land. It was too risky landing outside the castle grounds because the doors inside would probably be locked. Harry looked out the Marauders Map. It showed that Filch was in the basement near the kitchens which was relatively near where the records corridor and the front door were located. That meant that even if the door wasn't locked, Harry still ran the risk of meeting the caretaker if he landed out front. Harry then checked the next nearest point he could land: the Transfiguration Courtyard. Unfortunately Professor McGonagall's dot was hanging about in her office.
"She must be dedicating a late night to marking papers or something." Thought Harry
Harry racked his brains, trying to figure out where the next nearest access point to the Records Corridor was. Then he remembered that there was a glassless window in the Charms Corridor. From the Charms Corridor there was a secret passage that led to the Entrance Hall. On checking the Charms Corridor he noticed no one was anywhere nearby. His next destination in mind Harry took off.
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Landing in the Charms Corridor Harry dismounted and placed his broom in an upright position so they were both concealed by the cloak. He then looked out and checked the Marauders Map, both ends of the secret passage to the Entrance hall were clear so Harry found the trick brick on the wall opposite Professor Flitwick's classroom, pushed it and an entire section of wall slid aside revealing a slide, which Harry proceeded to use.
Finding himself in a corridor off the Entrance Hall Harry checked the map. Filch was still nearby, but he was still a floor in the area at the bottom of the stairs that lead to the basement. Harry realised he was probably guarding the entrance to the Kitchens, it was nearly the end of term meaning that people like Fred and George would try sneaking food and drink out for celebratory parties. In any case, Harry was careful not to make any noise and entered the records corridor, quietly shutting the door behind him.
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Harry was faced with a short corridor with 3 doors on either side and one at the far end. Confident that neither Filch nor anyone else would disturb him, Harry took off his cloak and looked around.
As he checked each of the doors the three on his right had the words 'Student Records', with different dates on them, each representing periods in history dating back to the founding of the school.
The first on his left had the inscription 'School Scroll of Register', the second said 'Financial Records' and the third said 'Staffing and Personnel Records'.
The Final door at the end said 'Academic Records'.
Since he was around and wasn't too sure what he was going to find, Harry decided to look in on all of the rooms.
The 'Student Records' rooms were just box after box of files each with a 25 year period on them and a Hogwarts House, though conveniently each of the rooms provided a desk for use.
The room at the back of the corridor marked 'Academic Records' was absolutely huge. Harry realised that every, essay, every exam, every quiz, every piece of work that ever had to be handed in and not given back, was stored in one of these boxes. The files stretched back farther than Harry could see. Only the fact that the castle was magical could have made it possible. Each box was organized by subject, year group and a ten year period.
The next room. Staffing and personnel was filled with boxes too. Half the room had boxes labelled by occupation with a name and a period of year depending on how long that position had been filled by whomever. The other half contained boxes relating to House-Elves, Ghosts and a handful marked miscellaneous.
Harry took a brief look in the financial records and shut the door after confirming the existence of more boxes. Each door he looked in was more exciting than the next. So he was guessing the last door he looked in would be boring. He was wrong.
Harry entered the room marked 'Student Scroll of Register' and was absolutely astonished by what he saw. There were no boxes and unlike the other rooms this one was occupied.
Just in case any of you are wondering I got the stone to chest spell "Lapidem adcista" by typing Stone to chest into google English to Latin translator and it spat out 'Lapidem ad cista' and I got "Funero" by typing the word bury into google. I have a list of spells on my profile that needs badly updating, but should I remember, these two shall go on it.
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