Guys, my apologies for not updating for so long. Please don't hurt me. *Pulls out Riptide to defend himself*, but here is another chappie! Yay! Oh yeah, the disclaimer! I don't own PJO, HOO, or HP. Did anyone ever notice JK is JK Rowling's name and it means Just Kidding?

Percy POV(He's my favorite character)

"So, we have to go to a shop called Diagonally? Do they sell up down and left right things there?" I ask, feeling like an idiot.

Annabeth face-palms. "No Seaweed Brain, we are going to an alleyway called Diagon Ally, where they sell magic-y stuff, ok?" She tells me.

"Oh," was my only response.

Mrs. Weasley saves me by telling us how to get to this so-called Diagon Alley. I wonder if it's diagonal... Sorry, I'm getting off topic.

"...You put the powder into the fireplace(A/N I don't know British accents, sorry), and you say loud and clear, 'Diagon Alley', ok dears?" A quiet chorus of 'yes ma'am's and 'ok's go around us half-bloods.

I go first. I drop the weird green stuff into the fire, which doesn't bother me because, you know, parentage, and say, "Diagon, Alley!" And I mystically die.

HAHAHA! Not really. I just magically poof away and land in the fireplace of an old, grimy(You learn a few words when you date Annabeth), rundown pub, which for some reason is popular. That part's beyond me. I get up, only to fall again when Leo comes in and sends me flying, well, falling.

"OWW! Leo, do you have to kill me everyday?" I asked, exasperated.

"Yes! It's what McShizzles do!" He gets up, grinning like a maniac. Well, he is a maniac, so I can't say that.

One by one, the demigods, then wizards came through the fireplace. Then, Mrs. Weasley came through.

"All right, you can all get your school supplies now," she motioned towards the letters that had somehow appeared in our hands. Hecate. I thought. Then I opened mine. In cursive font, which was murder for my dyslexic eyes, I made out Hogwarts at the top, then in Latin below, it said Never Tickle a Sleeping Dragon. Why that is the school motto, I don't know.

I looked around, and I saw the others squinting to see the words, like me. The Brits were looking at us like we were some kind of freak show.

Suddenly, a spell popped into my head, and I whispered "Graeco Vertere," suddenly, the words on the page turned into a language I could understand, Greek. My face completely transformed, as I could understand the letter.

"How can you read it, Percy? With our dyslexia and all?" Annabeth inquires, in Greek. Jason, Piper, Nico, Thalia, and Leo nod.

"I used maagggiiiic!" I stated eerily.

"We know that, Kelp Head, but what's the spell, and we don't even have wooden sticks yet, oops, I mean wands," Thalia said with a smug look.

"Graeco Vertere," I told them.

"It means 'Translate to Greek' in Latin," Jason muttered to the rest of us. I nodded in agreement.

After a chorus of Graeco Vertere's, I read mine. It says:

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

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

Dear Mr. Jackson,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. All the teachers here have been informed that you demigods are going to be here. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1.

Yours Sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

I looked up, the wizards waiting for us to be done reading our letters. I quickly turn the page, mutter Graeco Vertere, then read the page.

Demigods will require:

1 Wand

1 Cauldron

3 Sets of Work Robes(Black)

1 Set Glass Phials

1 Telescope

1 Set Brass Scales

1 Owl

"It says here that we need a wand, a cauldron, 3 sets of black robes, glass phials, a telescope, brass scales, and an owl," Nico announced.

"WHAT! You don't have wands!" Ron shouted.

"Um, in America, you don't use wands to channel magic, you use, um, staffs. And we left ours back in the States," Annabeth covered for us.

Thank the gods. That could have gone worse.

"Oh well, then you must go to Ollivander's, you can get wands there," Mrs. Weasley said kindly. "We can you your robes, your cauldron, you glass phials, the telescope, and your scales. All you need to get are the owl, wand, and books. Follow Harry, Ron and Hermione, they will show you what books to get."

"Thank you ma'am, you are very kind," Piper told her, with a little charmspeak in her words.

"Thank you dear, follow Fred and George, they will take you to Ollivander's," She motioned to the twins.

"Right-"

"This-"

"Way," They said at the same time. These guys would love the Stolls.

We walked into the dingy, dark wand shop. "Wow, Nico, is this your home away from home?" Thalia asks sarcastically.

"Hahaha, no," he responds, ticked off.

Then this old dude walks out from behind a wall. "Welcome, demigods. Your parents and Hecate gave me your wands."

He looks at me. "Driftwood, 11 1/2 inches, hair of a black pegasus. I believe it's name was 'Blackjack'," Then he gives it to me. I smiled at the fact my pegasus supplied my wand.

Next, he points to Annabeth. "Olive wood, 9 3/4 inches, feather from a grey owl," he says, before giving her the wand.

Jason next: "Oak wood, 8 inches, feather from a golden eagle," cue the wand.

Piper, "Rose wood, 12 inches, feather from a sacred dove," another wand comes from it's box.

Leo's wand, "Ash wood, 10 1/4 inches, phoenix feather."

Calypso gets her's next: "Vine wood, 8 3/4 inches, Nightlace."

Then, he gives one to Frank. "Firewood, 7 inches," then he whispers, "and a core made of blood." The laughter that had burst when we learned what wood Frank's wand was made of died out instantly when we learned the core. Frank looked at his wand uncertainly, then he shrugged, and took it.

For Hazel, "hazel wood, 9 3/4 inches, solid gold," phew, I thought. No more creepy whispering, but Leo did laugh silently when we learned the stats of Hazel's wand, it is pretty funny.

Thalia next. "Pine wood-" but the old dude was interrupted be tons of laughter.

"Oh gods, the irony! I can't even, HAHAHAHAHA!" I doubled over with laughter. Even Reyna, the scowling Roman she is, was laughing silently. Only Thalia wasn't.

"Guys, shut up!" she hissed. then she motioned for the old guy to continue.

"As I was saying, pine wood, 11 1/2 inches, feather from a golden eagle," well, I guess that makes sense, Thalia and Jason are 3/4 siblings. (A/N They're mortal siblings, but they're godly parents are different as in, Zeus is Greek and Jupiter is Roman.)

Reyna went next. "Palm wood, 10 inches, Imperial Gold, Celestial Bronze hybrid for the core," he whispered that last part.

Last, but not least, Nico got his. "Pomegranate wood, 9 1/2 inches, Thestral hair."

We thanked the man and took out the money that we somehow found in our pockets. We were about to pay when he said "No, children, you do not need to pay, Hecate already gave me some money. You will need that for your owls. Also, go to Gringotts, you will find weapons and money there."

With that, we left. We found Harry, Hermione, Ron, and the rest of the Weasley's outside. They had our books, and we took them.

"Here, we went to your vault in Gringotts, where we got some to pay for your books and," Hermione paused, then coughed, "a dagger, which is apparently for Annabeth. The goblin guide said so," she informed us, obviously disturbed by the fact that she needed a knife.

Annabeth and I, on the other hand, were super happy. She lost her knife, in ahem, the place downstairs, and she hadn't found a replacement. But there she was, being handed once that was exactly like her original. I was excited for her, because she didn't have a weapon to fight monsters, except her drakon bone sword, which she left at Camp.

"Can we go get ice cream now?" Leo whined. "I really want ice cream!" He screamed.

"Fine Leo, we'll get ice cream before we go get our owls," Reyna told him.

"Are you kidding! You know what Leo will do if he gets ice cream!" Annabeth is practically screamed that.

"But I'm a Bad Boy Supreme!" He flexed his non-existent muscles.

I couldn't help it. I laughed. I don't mean chuckled. I laughed. It was a kingly laugh. I reasonably assume it was a contagious laugh too, since everyone started laughing. Leo accidentally set himself on fire, too, so the wizards, after they finished laughing, looked up with terror in their eyes.

I glanced at Piper. "Do yo' thing, Pipes," I told her, while she glared at me. I winced. Piper's glare can be nearly as bad as Annabeth's sometime.

She took a deep breath and directed her words at the wizards. "You did NOT see Leo on fire. Nothing unusual happened," I had a sudden urge to forget that Leo was a fire user, but the words weren't directed at me. So I shook them off. The wizards weren't as lucky. Their eyes glazed over, and they forgot Leo's invulnerability to fire. Then their eyes returned to normal, and they forgot.

We all glared at the usually obnoxious Leo, who cringed under so many eyes. "It wasn't my fault! It just happens sometimes...," He whined. Poor Leo. He doesn't even get to have ice cream now. Annabeth and Reyna's glares tell me so.

Well, now it's time to get our owls.

Line, Set Blue 52, Set Line Break!

After we got our owls, of which mine was white, with black feathers on his head and sea-green eyes, like me, we traveled using Poo Powder, sorry, Floo Powder. I had named my owl Theseus.

Well, Thalia and Nico told me that they asked my mom to send some blue cookies. I hope they arrive soon.

That wasn't too bad, was it? Bold in quotes mean Ancient Greek, too. By the way, Ollivander is one of the few wizards who know about the gods, while Snape is a son of Hades, McGonagall is a daughter of Athena, and Dumbledore is a son of Hecate. PJSP signing out! Peace!