"Thomson's getting really ambitious lately, don't you think? Changing the plans and strategies every minute." Jack complained as he and Eugene exited the Great Hall.

"We'll just move whatever we want through the match. It's useless planning for strategy and all, as they can read our every next movement. But no matter what, I'm still gonna be awesome." Eugene smiled, making the girls around them giggle and blush.

"—you don't want to do that. That's—that's a blast-ended skrewts." they heard Hiccup's voice echoing from the corner. He was talking with the Thorston twins, who seemed like having brains which do not cooperate with the owner. Very forgetful, they are, but experts of surprising people.

"I'm telling you, this would be my army, and I'll train them!" came Tuffnut's voice.

"You cannot train a blast-ended skrewts, unless you want them to burn you alive."

"That would be cool!" echoed Ruffnut's not-so-likely-a-girl's voice.

"Come off it. You trained a dragon when everyone thought it's impossible. I don't see any difference with this." said Tuffnut.

"And what are you training them for, huh?" Hiccup asked them.

"Massive destruction, end of the world, chaos!" Ruffnut answered, staring dreamily at the ceiling.

"Yeah, I agree with Hiccup. That's not a right animal to train." Jack said, joining the scene with Eugene. Hiccup jumped the moment he spoke, as he didn't sense them coming closer.

"Do they have brains? Cause at least a dragon has a brain." asked Eugene.

"I don't remember having any brains! Well, do you?" Ruffnut said.

Jack, who was ready to argue, calmed himself despite the irritation he felt. "I think you two deserve to train this — this creature, yeah." As you two and that skrewt has no signs of brains, he thought.

"Thanks, Jack!" Tuffnut said. "Don't worry, I'll make you a commander as a gift!"

"Yeah, yeah, that's great. Oh, look at the time! I think we should go to our class." Hiccup said, pushing Eugene and Jack out of the scene.

"You just wait, Hiccup! This skrewt will do a big help with our dra—AAAHH! OH, I'M HURT! I AM VERY MUCH HURT!" Tuffnut shouted. It seems the blast-ended skrewt exploded and had hit his nose. Ruffnut and the other people in sight roared with laughter.

"Oh, I hate them, those skrewts." Eugene said, "Burned almost half of my fingers when I went to the Forbidden Forest in my second year."

"You went to the Forbidden Forest?" Hiccup asked, startled.

"Oh, forget it. It was ages ago!" Eugene said, trying not to talk more about it.

"Alvays show mercy every time it seems necessary." Professor Abbott stated. "But it is important not to be deceived by physical appearance. Today, ve vill vitness a duel, a practical exam, of Mr. Frost and Ms. Stormborn. Show mercy when necessary, and being deceived through appearance is a mere fool."

Professor Abbott finished his speech and motioned Jack and Elsa to go to the platform, where the duel takes place. Jack moved up to the platform. Hiccup gave Elsa an encouraging look, in which she returned a smile. Elsa seemed more confident than the past few days.

"Oh, this is great. Very great." Hiccup said nervously.

"Gee, don't be so worried. Stormborn's too hot to be buried by Jack." Eugene stated.

"Really? I wonder. I must be imagining the scene where the two of them were staring like wolves ready to slaughter each other."

"You must be. I hadn't seen them that way."

"That's because you were so busy flirting with that Heather girl." Hiccup rolled his eyes.

"Speaking about that, do you like Stormborn?" Eugene asked.

"I—what?! What makes you said that?" Hiccup asked in shock. Eugene just stared at him with his left eyebrow raised.

Jack and Elsa are now facing each other; Elsa still calm and Jack smirked a little.

"Hold your vand like in an accepted combative position." Professor Abbott stated, "Bow to each other, then go to your pozitions." he said, and the two of them followed. "On my signal — now!"

"Rictusempra!" Jack yelled, Elsa dodged narrowly. "Expelliarmus!" Jack ducked just in time. They ran and dodged, sending loads of sparks like fireworks in New Year's eve. Elsa sent a fire, in which Jack defended with water coming out of his wand. Jack transfigured a nearby goblet into a big tarantula, which most girls in the class shrieked. Elsa blew it away with just an attack. Arania Eximae! To Jack's surprise, Elsa ran to him. Is she going to take me out physically? he thought. He dodged in time of what he thought a 'punch' when he didn't realize it was a trap. Elsa's wand was now closer to him. "Stupefy!" she yelled, hitting just the robe of Jack, sending it out. Jack lightened himself to fly up in the air to dodge the attack, and just realize what he had done. A wizard in the air is a better target when dueling with the other on the ground. Elsa sent a red spark, which he immediately return his weight on his body, landing to her foot. He sent water to the floor, which she slipped. Luckily, she grabbed onto the edge and rolled, kicking Jack in the nose which flew him away. Elsa stood up and attacked him, which was sure it was her victory. Unfortunately, Jack attacked her first with the Impediment Curse, slowing her down. His vision was still a blur and he tried to recover. When his vision came back, he ducked just in time. The Impediment Curse's effect is now gone, and she's back on her tracks. Elsa sent some hexes three times in a row, and he ran around dodging them. He caught sight of her weak-point and immediately sent her the Jelly-Legs jinx, and she wobbled around. Without Elsa noticing, Jack is now at her back, pointing his wand on her. Then she bows in defeat and closed her eyes, when she heard Jack muttered something; he muttered the counter-jinx and Elsa's legs went back to normal.

Everybody clapped; the Slytherins clapped the loudest, Jack's fangirls screamed the highest, and the rest of the Ravenclaws looked at Elsa with great respect.

"Whoa! I have never seen you doing such a move—!"

"—your tumbling, it was great!"

" —teach me how to do that, Elsa!"

"You just kicked him in the nose, that was so cool—!"

All the Ravenclaws went to Elsa, repeating all her moves and smiled at her widely. This distracted her a little. The thought of being embarrassed disappeared from her mind. In fact, she was smiling with her fellow Ravenclaws as they talked.

"That," Hiccup greeted Jack, "was so close enough."

"Yeah, thought there would be more surprising moves." Eugene joined.

"She was surprisingly enough." Jack panted. "I never thought she can move like that. Can you believe it?!"

"Jack, you are so awesome!"

"That was beyond cool!"

"You really deserve to win—"

"She's no match for you, really!"

"Alright, alright. That's enough, kittens." Eugene blocked Jack away from the girls. "Here, better wear this, or the rest of the girls in school might go in rampage." he said, throwing the robe to his head. He just noticed his necktie was loose, revealing a bit of his chest. His hair was messier, and he just remembered he rolled his sleeves back so his position would be better. Elsa saw this, and felt her heart beating a bit faster, her cheeks getting hotter. She looked away immediately and busied herself with her fellow Ravenclaws again.

"You, again?! How many times have I told you not to interfere me again?" an old woman's voice echoed through the darkness.

"My dear Gothel, how many centuries must have been when we last seen each other? 300 years?" came Pitch's shallow voice.

"And why must you bring my age every time?"

"It's fun, seeing your expressions and all." he teased.

Gothel rolled her eyes. "Enough with the chitchat. What is it you want this time?"

"gAh, yes. Always going directly to the point." he said calmly. "I want something that can bring me to power. But of course I can't get it unless you lend me a bit of your help."

"I'm listening." Gothel said.

"I need something that requires the boy, Jack Frost." he continued. "And in order to catch him, I need a certain weapon, but I can only get it with a bit of help from you."

"And?"

"You're the only one who was left on your bloodline, the only one in existence."

"Oh, Pitch. You already know I don't give something for free, right?"

"Yes, yes... I've already had something on my mind. How about getting that flower back to you, eh? It seems that white hair doesn't suit you, after all."

"Shut up!" she hissed. "Rapunzel entered the school already. I expect that brat has a lot of friends by now. It's hard hiding her forever, having pests around."

"Hogwarts, such a lovely school." he said, staring up in the sky surrounding by his nightmares. "Lovely. I cannot wait to see it's destruction." *evil laugh*

"Anyway, how did you know that it was me who you needed in getting whatever it is you want?" Gothel asked.

"Thought you'd never ask." he said, raising his wand. The unconscious body floated and it fell on the ground. The woman moaned in pain as Gothel can see her scars and bruises through the moonlight.

"If it isn't the little miss auror, Claire Jenkins." said Gothel. "Been doing fine on your detective job, I guess?"

"G-Go-thel! P-Pitch!" Jenkins said painfully, clutching her broken ankle.

"Now, tell me, sweetie," Pitch whispered, "Where is —"

"I'm...t-telling...n-n-NOTHING!" Jenkins interrupted, doing all her efforts to talk.

"Very well, how sweet of you." said Pitch. "A little — treat may help." he grinned widely, and raised his wand. "Crucio!"

Jenkins tried to dodge, but her body refused to move. She was hit by the Cruciatus curse again. The pain was so intense that her eyes rolled onto the back, dissolving everything in her surrounding. White-hot knives pierced through her skin and every clippers broke her bones in tiny chunks.

She shrieked loudly with the intense pain she felt. The noises all died down but the pain still remained. Her muscles twitched in every angle and every movements can tear her skin apart.

"RAPUNZEL!" Astrid yelled, holding her shoulders.

Cold sweat rushed through Rapunzel's face. Professor Patil and Astrid looked at her with worries on their face. Mavis wiped the sweat on her face. The rest of the student stared at her with confusion.

"Miss Sonnerlight, are you okay?" Professor Patil asked worriedly. Rapunzel just stared at her, catching her breath. Now that she looked at it, she just remembered who she is. She is Rapunzel Sonnerlight, a sixth year student in Hogwarts, and right now she's attending her Divination class. For a moment there she was convinced she was Claire Jenkins, a person she have never met. As much as she wants to answer Professor Patil's question, her tongue refused to move, her throat was unable to make a sound. She still shake with fear.

"Please, professor. I think Rapunzel needs to go to the hospital wing to be checked." Mavis said, staring at Rapunzel's pale face worriedly.

"You're right. Miss Dracula and Miss Hofferson, please escort Miss Sonnerlight to the hospital wing for me.

Rapunzel motioned herself to stand up, but it feels like she has been hit by the Jelly-Legs jinx. Her legs feels so soft like a jelly that it can't support her weight. Astrid and Mavis helped her, and went to the hospital wing.