A response to Shadowrosell's challenge.
Neither of us own Bleach or Harry Potter. At least I think he doesn't.
It wasn't uncommon for Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore's presence to be requested at other nations in order to evaluate an unforeseen situation. He was a first class member of the Order of Merlin after all, which was an international organization of intellectuals who volunteered their experience in helping to combat the unknown. Though he could honestly say this was his first experience with Japan.
Japan was a rather received nation, and its magical community was even more so. Some people, even in the wizarding world, didn't really believe it existed. So even though it had come out of its shell a bit since the downfall of the old Japanese government, it was still didn't look to outsiders to solve its problems, wanting to keep its old customs alive, unlike their muggle counterparts who had more or less reinvented themselves after the end of the second world war.
So when the message involved a problem in the established school systems, the Professor nearly jumped for joy, believing that the small nation was finally going to let foreign influence and discovers into is school system. While Japan had a wealth of heritage, and spells, it was severally lacking in potions materials as the muggle population grew to a point were there was no land left for them to farm the magical plants safely. Unfortunately this was not up for discussion, but Dumbledore did find the real topic fascinating in itself.
"So, the girl was believed to be a muggle, but both the magical detection senses and eye witnesses say that she preformed a spell. Not only that, but that the spell seemed to have brought someone back from the brink of death in just a few seconds, leaving no sign of the accident?" Dumbledore reiterated what he had been told. "Extraordinary." He said with a small smile.
It was almost unbelievable, though the Headmaster was too experienced to believe anything to be impossible. He slowly stroked his gray beard as he considered how exactly this girl had managed such a feat. His bright blue eyes looking off into the distance as he considered the possible ways it could have been done and the possible applications of such an ability.
"She hadn't shown any signs of being a muggleborn before. As you know, Dumbledore-senpai, most magical children show some form of talent before they are seven years old. Even the late bloomers may remain undetected until ten. But this girl is already twelve, and the appearance of her magical abilities are sudden. So sudden at to be consider spontaneous." Amakasu Touma said as the man shook his head slowly. He was dressed in a sharp muggle business suit rather than the traditional robes. Robes weren't very popular among Japanese wizards due to public embarrassment at being mistaken for 'weeaboos'. His black hair was pulled back in a ponytail and his eyes remained closed most of the time.
"I see." Dumbledore replied. "While I am very interested in meeting this talented young girl, I am still curious as to why you saw fit to call me here." Dumbledore said, not so subtly telling the man to get to the bloody point.
"Well, her magic was preformed in front of several dozen muggles." Touma continued to explain. "As such, she was expelled from the Japanese wizarding school, before we actually checked to see if she was even enrolled in it." The Japanese man chuckled. "I'm afraid that with the bureaucracy being what it is, we are finding it very difficult to remove such an decision. As such, she cannot enter into our school. At least, not for her first term, as the campus has a ward around it to prevent expelled students from returning. Something placed down by an old bitter Headmaster. No offense."
"So you wish for her to attend my humble campus until things may be sorted out." Dumbledore said with a smile. He liked the idea. Introducing new points of view into a school can cause all kinds of learning, not to mention he was still interested in the girl's magic.
While it was not uncommon for untrained wizard's magic to act up, it was never as powerful as purposeful magic. So yes, a child might apparate without the use of a wand, but it was never more than a few feet. They might grow back all of their hair after their head is shaved bald, but it would take an entire night. They might vanish the dirty dishes from the sink, but the dishes will return soon enough, along with the angry mother who wanted them washed.
But even a trained wizard would find it next to impossible to do what this girl was reported to having done.
"She is a little old to be entering Hogwarts as a first year. But perhaps we could spend the last month of summer bringing her up to speed." Dumbledore finished.
"Actually, we are not sure if the jinx that forbids her entry to our campus can ever be undone." Touma said weakly. "We will need her to stay with your school until she comes of age, by Japanese standards, at fifteen. The only other option would be to let her run around untrained."
"Ah. Yes, some jinxs can be rather stubborn." Dumbledore said, nodding in an understanding fashion. After all, the Defense Against the Dark Arts position at his school had been cursed for nearly nine years at this point. He was running out of people willing to take the job. This year he had to hire a complete idiot. Some book celebrity, the bloke was a complete fake. Oh well, he would get his just desserts before the year was through. "So when can I expect to meet this mystery girl?"
"I am supposed to visit her with you as soon as this briefing is over." Touma explained as he got up. "I have a car waiting out front. Do you have any clothes that would blend in with a muggle crowd, Dumbledore-senpai?"
Dumbledore smiled and nodded as he got up, waving his wand in order to change his close before walking out after the man.
Orihime was starting to get a better handle on where and, more importantly, when she was. It was a little complicated to figure out just what events had happened and which ones hadn't yet, or might never. The whole time travel thing gave her a headache at times as she tired to figure out the 'done, did, and will do's of it all. Her little spirits all arguing the philosophy of it all didn't help much, either.
On top of all that, she had woken up the morning after preventing her brother from dying in the accident to find that her hair had grown back to its previous length and was half way down her back again. Her brother had been surprised, but he had also been pleased with it. He had always liked his little sister's long hair.
The letter they had received right after they had gotten home the day of the accident had confused them, but as the third day drew to an end, they wondered if the people who sent the letter were going to be coming at all.
Orihime was scrubbing the dishes clean after her and her brother's dinner when she noticed a stronger than normal spiritual presence stopping outside their apartment and heading towards the stairs. Blinking a little at the oddness of the spiritual energies, she dried her hands and went to the door.
Feeling them stop on the other side of the door, she opened it before they had a chance to ring the doorbell. "Hello there. How my I help you good sirs." She asked in a cheerful voice as she looked up at the two individuals. "I assume you two are here about that confusing letter the nice owl dropped off."
One was a fairly normal looking man in a business suit, with a bit of a nine-o-clock shadow going on and black hair tied back in a pony tail. He was clearly Japanese and had a very unconvincing smile on his face. He seemed really tired.
The other was a very old man with a large whitish gray beard and hair that was a rather tangled mess. He had a much more believable smile and his bright blue eyes were rather inviting. Though he had a very strange way of dressing, walking around in a sleeveless white shirt and green and orange plaid shorts. He kind of looked like a hobo, but that was probably just because he wasn't familiar with what kind of clothes normal people wore. Orihime could remember how Renji had dressed like a hipster until Rukia had beat it out of him.
"That we are. Is your guardian home? We have much we need to discuss with the both of you." The older man said before chuckling. "Forgive me, I'm being rude. I haven't introduced myself. I am Professor Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, though that is a mouthful, so how about we just leave it at Dumbledore, yes?" The man said with a wink. Orihime laughed a little at the man's funny name.
"Of course Dumbledore-sensei, I'm Inoue Orihime, it is a pleasure to meet you. My Nee-san is home right now, and we would love to have your company. Are you a fan of green tea?" Orihime introduced herself with a small bow.
"Yes, that would be wonderful." Dumbledore said as he entered along with the other man.
"Nee-san! The people who sent the owl are here!" Orihime shouted as she led Dumbledore and Touma to the kitchen area and started to put some water on to boil.
"If you don't mind me asking, what are the two of you? You don't seem like Shinigami, they have red soul ribbons, and you aren't Quincys or Bounts, because they can mask their presence. But you don't seem to be normal either." Orihime said as she started to get the tea packages. "Cookies?" Orihime asked, offering them a plate.
"Shinigami, Quincys; I am surprised you are familiar with those names. I was under the impression you were unaquanted with the more mystical world." Dumbledore said as he took one of the cookies. Touma was wide eyed beside the Headmaster after hearing of those old races.
"I am friends with some of them. Or I was... I will be?" Orihime said putting a finger to her lips. "Ugh, its so confusing to think about."
Dumbledore chuckled. "It certainly sounds like it is. But to answer your question, we are wizards." Orihime looked a little surprised, but before she could ask any more questions, her brother's door opened.
Sora came out and looked down at the two men. He might have been confused about the letter, he might have been feeling rather put off by their appearance, but he was still a Japanese man and wanting to set a good example for his little sister, so he preceeded as if nothing was the matter.
"Welcome, I'm Inoue Sora, Orihime's elder brother. May I ask who I have the pleasure of addressing." Sora said with a pleasant smile as he sat down across from the two men.
"Of course, I am Professor Dumbledore, and this is my friend, Amakasu Touma. It is a pleasure to meet you, Inoue-san. Thank you for your hospitality, I am sorry for the trouble." Dumbledore said with a smile.
"No trouble at all, Dumbledore-sensei." Sora said with a bow of the head.
"Inoue-san, we are here to talk to you and your sister about what had occurred last Sunday, are your parents around?" Touma asked.
Sora's face looked a little queazy at the question. He glanced over at his little sister. While Orihime had been too young to really remember their parent's abuse, it had filled most of Sora's memories, and he was uncomfortable with talking about them. "I am afraid that it is just us. I've been Orihime-chan's legal guardian since I turned eighteen." Sora said, looking back to the two men.
Dumbledore looked sad. He had seen people act like this in the past. He could guess why the two were living without their parents, and part of him felt proud of the boy for taking care of his little sister.
"I see. Then we might as well begin while we are waiting on the tea. Dumbledore-senpai and I are what you would call 'wizards', and we are here because Orihime-chan is starting to show signs of magic, and we would like to offer to train her to become a witch." Touma said with a smile. Dumbledore raised an eyebrow. Rip the bandaid off much? It was rather direct.
"A... a witch?" Sora said in surprise glancing down at his sister who looked just as confused as he was. "So, when I almost died in that car accident. You used magic to save me?"
"Something like that." Orihime admitted. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I just didn't know how to explain it. I still don't know how to explain it."
"When did this start?" Sora asked her.
"That... is a hard question to answer." Orihime said, twiddling her thumbs in a nervous gesture. "Did, done, will do..." She mumbled before shaking her head. "I really don't know. It's all too confusing for me to understand."
"Ms. Inoue, I would like to extend an invitation to attend my school in England, Hogwarts. It is one of the finest in the world." Dumbledore said, sounding a little proud of that fact.
"England! But that's so far." Sora said, sounding unhappy with the idea. Orihime also didn't look too pleased.
"Isn't there one closer by?" Orihime asked. She had just gotten her brother back. She didn't want to leave him just let.
"How close it is does not make much difference I am afraid, as all magic schools are boarding schools." Dumbledore said, shaking his head. He didn't want to go into the process of explaining that she was expelled before ever even entering the school and that they couldn't undo it. "And with magical transportation being what it is, the distance between there and home will not be any different. You will still be able to visit on breaks if you so choose."
"A boarding school. I don't know." Sora said, looking down at his little sister. He had always been over protective of her, always worried. Having her out of his sight for days on end was not a comfortable thought.
"Perhaps, a trial run?" Dumbledore suggested, glancing between the two. "As Ms. Inoue is starting a year later than expected, how about we experiment with what is left of the summer?"
"What do you mean?" Sora asked, looking straight into Dumbledore's eyes. He didn't notice the older man casting a calming charm on him.
"It's simple really. We will set up a method of transport between this house and my school. Then she can go back and forth between during the weekends, and spend the week days learning magic. At the end of summer, she can decide for herself if she wishes to continue. Sound reasonable?" Dumbledore said, glancing from the brother to the sister. "Or you could even come and join her at the school for a few days to see for yourself how it is."
"I... suppose that it couldn't hurt to give it a try." Sora said, glancing to his little sister to see what she thought. In the end, it was her life.
"I'd like to try it out. It could be nice." Orihime said with a supportive smile to her older brother.
"Splendid. I will come by tomorrow to arrange everything and we can go and get the school supplies you will be in need of." Dumbledore said, clapping his hands together. "Now, how about that tea." Orihime nodded as poured each of them a cup, making sure to serve the guests first. "Ah, thank you. Nothing quite like tea to help with the old nerves."
"You're welcome, Dumbledore-sensei." Orihime said with a large smile. "I've never seen a wizard before. How do you do that trick with the rabbit and the hat?"
Touma closed his eyes and did a sharp intake of breath at the comment, but Dumbledore laughed good naturedly. "Well, it would seem that little Inoue would like a demonstration." He chuckled as he pulled out a long wand from seemingly nowhere and tapped it on the table.
Orihime could feel the spiritual energy shifting at the command the man was giving. The small spirits contained within the objects connected to the table being drawn in by his power of suggestion. Then she laughed as the teacups began to dance about while the tea pot started to play a funny tune, the old wizard moving his wand like a conductors baton, humming along a little off tune with the music. Sora looked surprised, but didn't comment on any of it.
Once the little display was over, Orihime started to clap. "Wow, I've never seen anyone do something like that before!" She said, laughing. Most of the magic she had seen had been military magic, binding and destructive spells, maybe a little healing and the opening of gateways.
"While I thank you for your applause, this was nothing special." Dumbledore said with a chuckle. "Though I must say that I am more impressed by the things I heard you do, healing your brother the way you did. I can't help but wonder how you did it. Normal healing magic couldn't have done what you did in such a short period of time."
Orihime smile faded a little and she looked a bit nervous. "Yes... I know it is a bit different. It's called 'Sōten Kisshun'." Orihime said.
Dumbledore blinked and glanced over at Touma who just shrugged. "I beg your pardon, I've never heard that name before. What manner of spell is it?"
He had been expecting an answer along the lines of a charm, but when she did start to explain it, it was very different. "I can reject events. Erase the history connected with the injury and the injury disappears." Orihime said. This time, it was her turn to show off. She picked up a tea cup and smashed it on the table.
"Orihime!" Sora shouted in surprise as the tea cup had been empty but the shards still scattered a small distance.
"Sōten Kisshun, I reject." Orihime whispered. Dumbledore's eyes widened as the girl's hair pins began to glow and two spirits floated out of them taking up positions on either side of the broken cup and creating a field around it. The pieces of pottery were pulled back together, and after just a moment, it looked as if nothing had ever happened. "See." Orihime said, holding up the cup.
Dumbledore wasn't looking at the cup. His eyes were stuck on the two spirits that hovered around the girl. "My word." He mumbled before looking to the brother. "Tell me, can you see them." He asked the man, pointing up towards the spirits.
Sora blinked, looking away from the cup and up towards where Dumbledore was pointing. "I... I don't know what you mean by 'them'?" Sora said as he squinted at empty air.
"He can't see us. We are the Shun Shun Rikka." One of the two spirits said. A blond with a long ponytail.
"I don't believe it, spirit actualization." Dumbledore mumbled in surprise. Though the beings weren't just transfigured pieces of glass or the forms of spells. They were the actual spirits of the objects granting themselves form.
"Is something wrong, Dumbledore-sensei?" Orihime asked, tilting her head as the spirits returned to the hairpins.
Dumbledore smiled. "No. Nothing is wrong. I am just starting to get a bit more excited for the year to come."