Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Assignment #5
Travel and Tourism: Around the World in Twelve Days
Task #1: London: write about someone looking into something's history
Word Count: 614
Hermione flipped through the book and sighed.
"Nothing in this one," she stated putting it aside. She had gone through almost every book in the library and nothing contained the information she was seeking.
"Try this one," a deep voice growled dropping a heavy tome on the table. "Also, it was called the Fey Rod at one point. Good night, Miss Granger." Hermione blinked as Professor Snape stalked out of the library leaving her with a large tome without a title.
She sighed and opened it to the index.
"Fey Rod, oh, page 472," she read opening to the mentioned page. There was a picture of the staff in question, a tall wooden staff topped with a large blue gem. Hermione had seen it in one of her history books and became curious about the object.
"Pippia the Queen of Noksix once claimed the staff could heal the dead," she read nearly silently. "Heal the dead?" she questioned. Surely nothing could bring the dead back to life, could it?
"The Rod was lost in the seize of Alexandria in 56 B.C." She blinked and turned back to the pile of books she'd already looked at.
"Lost Artifacts," she muttered pulling a green book from the middle of the stack and flipping through it. "I thought, here it is, among the recovered items was a walking staff known as the Fey Rod. I didn't know it's name, that's why I missed it," she realized. She made a mental note to thank Professor Snape for that information.
"The Fey Rod was passed down the blood line of King Alijaix until the line died with Onyx the Second." Hermione sighed. She could track the blood line, but if the staff had been lost with the blood line, then how was she supposed to find it again. Pausing for a minute, she rose and wandered over to a shelf.
"Let's see, King Alijaix reigned over Syriana, which is now..." she pulled out an old almanac and turned the pages slowly until she found a map showing her the ancient lands. "Of course, it would have to be there," she muttered. With a huge sigh, she realized her task of finding the Fey Rod was more than likely in vain, that even though it did exist, it was most likely buried somewhere deep in the Middle East.
"It didn't work anyway," Professor Snape's voice stated from behind her. She spun and faced him.
"And you know that how, sir?"
"It was found, Miss Granger, and is on exhibit at a museum in Berlin. It does not raise the dead. Why are you looking for it?"
"Because, I don't know, sir, I thought, maybe it could help with this war, somehow, I mean, what if Harry...what if you know who wins?"
"Then he wins and we fight, Miss Granger. A magic staff will not solve anything. It will not bring your parents back." Hermione's eyes filled with tears. She had been too late in trying to save them. They had been murdered by Death Eaters two weeks ago. He turned leaving her with her thoughts.
"Sir?"
"Yes?"
"Who did you try to bring back?"
"It is of no concern of yours, Miss Granger, but I tried to bring back someone who mattered dear to me. As I said, the staff doesn't work and you should focus on your studies. Good night, Miss Granger."
"Good night, sir," Hermione whispered in awe of the idea the snarky professor had ever cared about someone. She resolved to be a bit nicer to him in the future, he had saved her a lot of time and potential heartache if she had found the staff.