This one took a while, partly because I rewrote a bunch of scenes, and my job has gotten more hectic

The next day, John and Tulip carried out their prank. Apparently, Fred and George caught wind of it, and couldn't resist joining in. At some point, Harry spotted Tulip cradling the mother of all Dung Bombs. At that moment, he decided that he didn't want to know, and went and hung out with Ron and Neville as they looked for other means to open the locked door.

About 10 minutes later, the two came sprinting back, brandishing the key triumphantly. Up until then, Harry had been having no luck, not even with his lockpicking set. As Tulip went and inserted both keys, John spoke up, "So what did Merula mean when she said that she took what she wanted from my brother's room?"

Tulip waved him off, "She's probably fibbing. We used his room to study the Vaults because she said it was full of valuable information. But there was nothing worth taking in the room. At least not in my eyes."

John mused, "Crumbs! I haven't felt this close to Jacob since he disappeared."

Tulip then adopted an apprehensive look, "John? Are you sure you want to do this? I'm not sure if you're going to like what you find."

John shook his head firmly, "No! I need to do this. I want to see where he did his research. If I can just glean what he was thinking or feeling, it could help me find him."

Together, they opened the door and darkness greeted them. Suddenly, they heard a spine-chilling laugh, and they quickly lit up their wands. Floating in the back of the room was none other than Lord Voldemort! John and Tulip gasped in fear, but Harry's eyes narrowed in suspicion. Suddenly, he whipped out his wand and bellowed, "Riddikulus!"

In an instant, Voldemort shrunk massively to look like a toddler, wearing a rainbow wig on his head and sucking on a pacifier in his mouth. The scene was so comical that they all burst out laughing. The Boggart soon swelled up and popped away.

Recovering, Harry, John and Tulip began searching the room. About half an hour of digging and clearing away useless junk, Tulip hit the jackpot. She called out, "Hey boys! I found something!"

Raising one hand, she branding a parchment, "Here! Look at this note!"

Harry and John peered over her shoulders and the latter read, "When someone first tampered with the vault, there were more Boggarts in the library than anywhere. The vault must be there somewhere."

Tulip hummed, "Shoot! There are thousands of shelves in the library. The entrance to the vault could be anywhere. What do you think we should do now?"

John mused, "Search the entire library? That's the best idea I've got."

Harry pointed out, "That could take a while, mate. We'll do this another day. Give us some time to plan our search better and recruit more firepower."

John and Tulip nodded and they exited the room, but not before locking it again. This time, John and Tulip shared the two keys, Harry declined because he insisted that this was more important to John, and Tulip had more knowledge on the lock.

Sometime later, it was time for the first Quidditch match for Gryffindor. Ron was now the proud owner of a Nimbus 2000, courtesy of Sirius Black, and he was more than happy with it. Once again, they were up against Slytherin and interestingly, Malfoy was somehow trusted enough to be back in the captain role. Lucian Bole and Peregrine Derrick had both graduated, so Vincent Crabbe was the new Beater alongside Erika Rath, and Gregory Goyle was the Keeper.

Just before they flew out, Angelina gathered everyone in a huddle. She spoke, "Alright lads and ladies. First game of the season. The Snakes are going to be rough, but you all know the gameplan, right? Remember… Plan B is titled 'Operation Rubik'. If one of us gets injured, which is inevitable with these clowns, we're going to need Plan B."

They broke the huddle and mounted their brooms, ready to fly. Ron plugged up his ears again, just in case. Up in the gantry, Lee Jordan and Murphy McNully were babbling, "Welcome to the first Quidditch match of the season. As always, we have the perennial Gryffindor vs Slytherin rivalry! This one ought to be a cracker!"

Madam Hooch gave her usual warnings before blowing the whistle to kick off the game. Angelina, Alicia and Katie went on the attack, straight away. Adrian Pucey got the Quaffle first, but the Chasers got him back on the counter-attack. Alicia was the quickest of the trio and was able to pluck it from his fingers.

From there, the game evolved into a very close game. It was only a slip-up from Goyle, that allowed Gryffindor to draw first blood, and from there, they rocketed to a 60-0 lead. At that point, Slytherin began to buck up and their Chasers peppered the Gryffindor posts, but Ron saved all but two.

There was no need to hit the panic button just yet, so the Chasers continued their merry way. Fred and George were also running riot with their bats and the two Bludgers. Ron was also in top notch form at the goalposts. He wasn't quite at Oliver Wood's level, but the youngest male Weasley was competent enough. Finally, Harry was minding his own business, though he was aware of Draco Malfoy tailing him.

A single glance showed that the blond ponce was making no effort to look for the Snitch. Clearly, he was relying on Harry to do the donkey work. Of course, Harry had already spotted the Snitch, but what Malfoy didn't know would hurt him.

About 15 minutes into the game, Gryffindor were comfortably at 100-40. Then it happened… Angelina was lining up a shot, when she got body-checked by Graham Montague, straight into the Gryffindor stands. Of course, her Housemates helped her up, but she looked a little woozy.

While Fred and George pelted him with Bludgers and an infuriated Lee Jordan hurled abuse, Harry flew over to his captain. She was in no condition to fly on her own, so Lavender and Mackenzie gently placed her on the back of his Firebolt. He made sure to carefully fly down, as Madam Hooch paused the game.

As she lay on the floating stretcher, Angelina reached up and unpinned her badge. She then pinned it to Harry's Quidditch jersey and nodded to Robyn. Finally, Madam Pomfrey led her away, and Harry gathered the team. The demigod clapped and rubbed his hands. The seven huddled together and he switched to a serious mood.

Harry ordered, "Okay troops… Operation Rubik is a go, Fred, pass me that Beater's bat. George, pass yours to Katie. Alicia, you're in between the sticks. We're also going for an all-Weasley Chaser-line-up, and Robyn, you're the Seeker. Those Snakes think they can hit hard, Katie and I can hit harder. No mercy!"

He ended the speech with a war cry, and the others quickly caught on and echoed him.

Up in the booth, Lee Jordan was babbling, "Blimey! The Gryffindors sound like they mean business, if that savage howling led by Harry Potter, is any indication."

Murphy McNully replied, "That's right, Lee! Statistics show that teams or athletes have a 76% chance of winning if they emit a kind of cry like that. Says that it is great as an intimidation tactic! Heck, last year my folks and I went for the Muggle Rugby World Cup in South Africa! I believe the New Zealand team usually performs a traditional Māori war dance before every game. It's called the H… Hack… Heck… No wait I want to get this right. Ahh yes, the Haka!"

Then Lee noticed something, "Hang on… What's happening here? The Gryffindor team seems to be a bit jumbled up! Alicia Spinnet is in goal instead of Ron Weasley. Speaking of Weasley, he's up playing Chaser with the Twins! Harry Potter and Katie Bell are also playing Beaters, and Robyn Thistlethwaite is playing Seeker! What's going on?! Murphy, you seen anything like this before?"

The wheelchair-bound teenager shrugged, "Honestly mate, I've been a Quidditch fan my whole life, but I've never seen this before. Look! Malfoy's looking rather put out, and he's screaming for the ref! What's he… He's yelling something about the Gryffindor tactics being against the rules and blatant cheating!"

Lee Jordan snorted, "Illegal tactics? Pot, meet kettle! Ahh! Madam Hooch has stopped the play and has flown her broom inside!"

After about two minutes, Madam Hooch flew out again, this time levitating a large portrait of a stern-looking Asian woman. She stopped just in front of the faculty box, which was right next to the commentary box.

Madam Hooch said, "Madam Kogawa, I am sorry for disturbing you, but a strange situation has arisen. After an injury to one of the Gryffindor Chasers, she has been subbed off, but the entire team has re-arranged itself and assumed a different position. The Slytherins are protesting and saying that swapping position is against the rules. Frankly, I have never seen this happen in all my years at Hogwarts, not even at the Professional level."

Inside the portrait, former Flying Instructor and Quidditch referee Chiyo Kogawa, had a thoughtful look. She mused, "To tell you the truth, I have been a Quidditch referee since the mid-19th century, and even I have never seen such a thing. I've studied the rule books and Quidditch Through the Ages during my tenure, and there is nothing about this. Honestly, I do not think what the Gryffindor team have done is against the rules. So long as we still have seven players on the squad, it doesn't matter what position they occupy. I personally believe that we can allow some leeway for this game, and this game alone, for the moment. Afterwards, I suggest you speak to the Quidditch League officials and get their opinion on the matter. If they give the go-ahead, the other three House teams and maybe the professional teams are free to adopt this tactic."

Madam Hooch then blew her whistle and relayed the information to everyone in the stands. The Gryffindors cheered loudly, while the Slytherins groaned. Meanwhile, Harry could have sworn that he spotted many of the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs taking notes.

Play resumed, and Gryffindor's stunt had worked wonderfully. Most of the Slytherin players were in a right old tizzy, because they did not expect this. Just then, Crabbe zoomed towards one of the Bludgers and viciously whacked it towards Ron, who was making a play.

Harry was having none of that, and raced over to intercept it. Had he not done so, Ron would have gotten an unexpected lobotomy, but Harry whacked the Bludger away, as hard as he could. The Bludger left his bat at lightning speed and smashed into one of the support pillar. The blow was hard enough for the iron ball to be practically embedded in the beam.

Katie flew over and whistled, "Wow! Harry? I'd suggest that you tone it down with the strength. You do remember what Thalia said, right? As a First-Born, you are a lot stronger than a normal demigod. So you should hold back a little. I'll try and do the same."

For the remainder of the game, Harry and Katie flew around, whacking the Bludgers, but holding back their strength. The Weasley trio were already racking up the points, though Slytherin were keeping in touch. Meanwhile, Robyn was busy hunting for the Snitch, and Malfoy was tailing her.

At one point, Harry and Erika Rath enjoyed a brilliant back-and-forth muscle-off. She and Millicent Bulstrode were easily the most heavy-built of the Slytherins. However, Rath was built like a tank, while Bulstrode was more on the obese side. The Slytherin Beater fired a vicious blow towards Ron, who was streaking towards the goal posts.

Harry was having none of that, and he promptly raced over and parried the Bludger back at her. The other Beater whacked it towards Fred, but Katie defended him. Lee Jordan hollered, "Cor! The Gryffindor and Slytherin Beaters are having a right old ding-dong battle!"

This carried on for a few minutes, but it felt like hours. Dare he say it, but Harry was having more fun than he had in a while. Eventually, the whistle blew and Robyn flew around the pitch brandishing the caught Snitch. Gryffindor had won 300-120.

The delighted team dropped everything and surrounded her in a group hug. Up in the commentary box, Lee Jordan was hollering that Gryffindor had won handily. Soon, the team were on the ground and promptly swallowed up by the cheering Gryffindors.

A few days later, Ron was looking a little deliriously happy. Harry thumped his back affectionately, "Mate? You're still riding on the high of our Quidditch victory? It's been four days!"

Ron shook his head, still with a big smile, "It's not the Gryffindor game! Did you see today's Prophet? Turn to the sports section!"

Harry grabbed a copy and skimmed it, then his eyes widened, "The Chudley Cannons stunned the Appleby Arrows! The Quidditch League has made our tactic legal. Turns out, the Cannons adopted it and it worked! F**king hell! No wonder you've been grinning like a loon."

Ron then winced, "Bollocks! I just realized, now that our tactic is legal, the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws could try and adapt it."

Harry frowned thoughtfully, "You've got a point. I'll talk to Angelina later. We'll work on countering any such plan of theirs."

Just then, Harry felt movement next to him and turned to see John with a serious look on his face. He spoke in a low voice, "Hey Harry? I think it's time we tackled the next Vault. The sooner we deal with it, the quicker we'll find Jacob."

Ron leaned in, "We had the Ice Vaults earlier. What's this one?"

Harry replied, "Vault of Fear, I believe. We may be dealing with a few Boggarts, if I had to hazard a guess."

The redhead blanched, "Nuh uh! No way! I'm not going to deal with a bunch of bloody Acromantula! Those wankers in the Forbidden Forest were enough for me!"

Harry looked over at Hermione, who was in conversation with Hannah Abbott. Ron looked in the same direction and shook his head, "Bad idea mate. She doesn't do well with Boggarts. Back in Third-Year, her Boggart freaked her out a lot. She told me about it last year. Something about McGonagall failing her, obliviating her and she also failed her non-magical school and got sent all the way back to kindergarten or some rubbish like that. Had a hard time convincing her that I doubted that was a thing."

John piped up, "I think I know who can help. Just leave our questors to me. I'll ask Penny, Ben and Tulip."

Harry nodded, "I'll bring Bianca, Katie, Neville and Mackenzie. They've always had my back."

That night, John arrived with Penny, Ben and Tulip, all under a Disillusionment Charm. Harry and Katie stuck to the shadows, while Bianca, Mackenzie and Neville were under the Invisibility Cloak.

The Library was locked and Madam Pince's quarters were not too far away. Penny used her wand to unlock the door and they all slipped in before locking it again. The nine of them split up and began searching the massive library.

About 15 minutes into the search, John whisper-shouted, "I've found a note! And it's in the same Greek language again"

They all congregated over and Harry eyed it carefully. He read, "I've explored the entire library. All that's left is the Restricted Section."

Ben trembled nervously, "Crap! Not the Restricted Section!"

Neville grunted, "Of course it bloody is! It's never too easy, is it?"

Harry shot him a wry look, "Do you really want us to answer that, mate?"

Just then, Penny noticed something on a nearby bookshelf and pulled out a tiny piece of parchment. This one was in English and she read, "The book opens the way."

Neville snarked again, "Yeah that narrows it down… Which book?"

John suddenly had a revelation, "Wait… The first Vault contained Jacob's broken wand and a book. Could that be the book that this note mentions?"

Harry nodded, "Worth a shot. Who's got it?"

John raised his hand, "I got it back from Hermione last week. It's back in my dorm."

Mackenzie suddenly yawned, and then they realised how late it was. Harry used a Charm to tell the time, "1 o'clock in the morning. Come on, it's late and we have classes in the morning. We'll pick this up another day."

One-by-one, they all sneaked out, locked the door and returned to their respective dorms. Hermione had stayed up to let him, Mackenzie, Katie, Bianca and Ben inside. Penny also confirmed that Hannah and Justin were waiting up for her. Meanwhile, Talbot Winger was waiting for John and Tulip.

A few days later, John gathered Harry and his friends and outlined his plan. This time, Ron and Hermione were helping out. Hermione volunteered to distract Madam Pince, while the others, headed for the Restricted Section. They did not have a moment to lose, because Boggarts had been popping up everywhere and terrifying the students.

That afternoon, they gathered in the Library and studied for a while. About an hour into their study session, Harry and Hermione exchanged glances. The group got up and split from her, while she went to see Madam Pince to answer a few questions. This left the Restricted Section virtually unguarded. Harry, Katie, Mackenzie, John, Ben, Ron and Tulip sneaked into the Restricted Section.

Once inside, Tulip asked, "You still have the book, right? Your brother's notes said that the book will reveal the entrance. I'm still trying to figure out how."

Ron, who was observing the bookshelves, suddenly whisper-yelled, "Guys! I think there's a space missing here! I think the book is supposed to go here!"

John hurried over and carefully inserted the book. For a frightening minute, it looked like nothing had happened. Then, the bookshelf slowly moved aside, to reveal a small passage. Harry and John lit up their wands and peered inside. The latter murmured, "This is it… Last chance to back out."

No one moved away, so with a deep breath, they plunged into the yawning darkness. Oddly enough, they faced no resistance until they reached a familiar glowing obelisk. Ben quipped, "Well, that was easy…"

No sooner had he said that, did three massive Acromantula popped into existence. Half the room glared at Ben, and Harry drily say, "You just had to tempt Murphy's Law, didn't you?"

The Boggarts were quickly dispatched, but the room was suddenly plunged into darkness. John muttered, "Something's wrong."

Harry sighed, "Like I said, Murphy's Law. Just when you think you're in the clear, anything that can go wrong, will go wrong."

Then, John stiffened, "There's that voice again! It's saying, 'It's too late, John! It's already inside you. You have to fight, John. You have to fight!'"

Just then, one final Acromantula showed up, and it was bigger than the rest. Everyone took turns fighting it, with Ron being particularly vicious. Finally, with one last Riddikulus, it popped away. John called out, "Everyone alright?"

Everyone nodded their assent. Then Tulip noticed something etched on the pillar but she couldn't read it. Harry came over, "To open, a wizard must make the ultimate sacrifice."

He snarled, "Oh fuck no! No one is dying on my watch! There's got to be another meaning to this."

John mused, "Maybe you need to be willing to give up magic? I mean, we always thought that his wand was broken because he was expelled. But what if he broke it himself, to get to the second Vault. Luckily I brought his wand with me, on a hunch. Maybe I should touch the column with the wand."

Sure enough he brought out the broken wand and touched the column, eventually it ground open, and revealed some strange contents. Inside was a map and a broken arrow. John reached inside and collected the items. Carefully, they all sneaked back to the Library. Surprisingly, Hermione was still there, and in deep discussion with Madam Pince. Harry checked a nearby grandfather clock, and saw that only an hour had passed. He walked up to Hermione and laughed, "Mate, we've got to go! You've been yammering for an hour."

Her cheeks went scarlet, "Oops… Sorry Harry, I guess I got a bit too engrossed. Sorry Madam Pince!"

The librarian dismissed her and the group parted ways. That evening, they gathered inside the Three Broomsticks to celebrate. Hermione breathily asked, "Did you do it?!"

John grinned, "Sure did! Fought a bunch of Acromantula Boggarts and opened the second Vault. Turns out, it has a map and a broken arrow. Listen guys, I never could have done this without you. Thanks a ton."

Hermione mused, "I guess that means that the next Vault is in the Forbidden Forest."

Just then, Mackenzie piped up, "I also noticed that on the map, there was the letter R on the corner, written in Ancient Greek."

Several eyes turned to Luna, who didn't seem bothered. Hermione and Ron were a little lost on the context, so Harry explained, "Earlier, there were a bunch of letters addressed to Luna, signed by R."

Luna breezily said, "Sorry Harry, I don't remember anything. If I did, I would tell you."

Harry smiled, reached over and ruffled her blonde hair, "That's okay Luna. We'll cross that bridge when we get there. For now, let's worry about the map and the arrow later. Our OWLs are coming up, so we got to focus on that. We still have two more years left, so we can crack the remaining vaults later. For now, let's celebrate a job well done!"

The next day, everyone had wrapped up with History of Magic. With no Binns, Sirius' cousin Andromeda had volunteered to teach. Dumbledore had been more than willing to give her the position, and she proved to be a good teacher.

However, when they arrived for Mortal Studies, Professor Daly was not there. Instead, there was a young man with brown hair, green eyes and freckles on his face. He spoke, "Good afternoon everyone, my name is Alabaster Torrington. Professor Daly was called away over the weekend to take care of a personal matter and she appointed me as her replacement. As far as I'm aware, this matter may side-line her for the rest of the semester."

After the class, he ordered Harry to stay back and help him clean up. As Harry helped clear away several charts, he spoke from his seat, "Harry… There is something that I would like you to know. As you are aware, the threat of Kronos is rising. However, I have a feeling that he is just the start, and something bigger is afoot. Mother confided in my that she fears that the Wizarding World may be dragged into a future conflict."

He continued, "She believes that it is high time she began paying more attention to the Wizarding World. Although she created this world, the Gods' policy of staying out of demigod affairs, forced her to let this world govern itself."

He scoffed, "That was a foolish move, if you ask me! From mother's observations, the sheer bigotry in this world has left a divide in the community. No doubt aided by the rise of those two pesky Dark Lords, Grindelwald and Voldemort. Even with them gone, many of their beliefs still linger today among the people. She want to change that, because the so-called Muggleborns are just as important as Purebloods and Half-bloods. Speaking of which, there is no such thing as a Pureblood and Muggleborn. Every witch and wizard are considered Half-bloods by demigod standards."

Harry nodded, "I get it. So what does Lady Hecate plan to do?"

He shrugged, "From what she told me, she was hoping to speak to this Dumbledore fellow. In essence, she wants to rule over the Wizarding World. Of course, Mother still has to convince the Olympian Council to allow her to do so. Obviously, this will have to wait until after Kronos is defeated."

Harry then asked, "So what is this personal business that she is taking care of?"

Alabaster's face turned grim, "Turns out, Typhon has broken free from his prison. Most of the Gods went to try and stop him. A notable exception is Poseidon because he is currently facing his own problems. Hermes was the one who managed to convince mother."

Harry was taken aback, "What! Oh bollocks! Don't tell me that the stunt Jackson pulled at Mount St. Helens, freed him?"

The older demigod replied, "Well, Jackson's earthquake didn't free him directly. Instead, it opened up a passage that led to his lair. Apparently, some telkhines discovered it and they freed him. Apollo was the first one to spot him and he alerted the rest of the Olympians."

Harry staggered out of the classroom, weak-kneed. This was bad. This was really bad. In the Common Room, Hermione spotted his freaked out face. She, Ron and Neville quickly closed ranks around him, Katie, Bianca and Mackenzie also came over. Harry spoke haltingly, "So I found out why Hecate had to leave. The monster, Typhon, has escaped his prison."

Katie, Bianca and Mackenzie paled immediately. Neville asked, "Who's Typhon?"

Harry darkly spoke, "He was one of worst monsters and one of the Titans' biggest allies. Most of the Gods themselves ran from him when he was free. That's what Hephaestus told myself, Annabeth and Jackson."

He turned to Hermione, "Hey, you heard about what happened at Mount St. Helens' right?"

She nodded slowly, "It was on the news. There was a massive earthquake in the area."

Harry nodded grimly, "Jackson triggered the earthquake, but he didn't have a choice. It caused Typhon to stir, but what we didn't know until much later was that, a passageway to his prison, opened up. Some monsters found the passage and freed him. No doubt, he is on his way to destroy Olympus."

On that happy note, they settled down to study. Soon, their OWLS were upon them, with Quidditch and Capture the Flag passing by quickly. Gryffindor won both cups this time around.

About a few weeks before the OWLs, McGonagall wrote down the dates and times of the exams. While everyone copied them down, she warned, "As you can see, your O.W.L.s are spread over two successive weeks. You will sit the theory exams in the mornings and the practice in the afternoons. Your practical Astronomy examination will, of course, take place at night."

Her wizened face grew more stern, "Now, I must warn you that the most stringent Anti-Cheating Charms have been applied to your examination papers. Auto-Answer Quills are banned from the examination hall, as are Remembralls, Detachable Cribbing Cuffs, and Self-Correcting Ink. Every year, I am afraid to say, seems to harbor at least one student who thinks that he or she can get around the Wizarding Examinations Authority's rules. I can only hope that it is nobody in Gryffindor. I am sure that Professors Flitwick, Sprout and Snape, will be giving the same warning to their own charges. However, that is no reason not to do your very best. You have your own futures to think about. Just so you know, an owl will be sent to you sometime in July with your results. I can only wish you good luck and make us proud."

The next few weeks were filled with frantic studying. Finally, it was time for their OWLs to begin. At breakfast time, there was pin drop silence across all four tables. Later on, everyone was shooed out, but the Fifth and Seventh-Years were told to wait outside the Great Hall. At half past nine, they were all called in, class by class.

The four House tables had been removed and replaced instead with many tables for one, all facing the staff-table end of the Hall where Professor McGonagall stood facing them. When they were all seated and quiet she said, "You may begin," and turned over an enormous hourglass on the desk beside her, on which were also spare quills, ink bottles, and rolls of parchment.

For the practical segment, students were called in small groups, in alphabetical order. Harry was made to rotate a tea cup and vanish an iguana. Like this, the exams carried on, and most of the students went out of the way to avoid Hermione. Harry, Ron and Neville grimaced, because exam day always brought out the worst in her. The girl often got uber competitive and snippy while studying. A few unlucky First-Years were among the few to earn her wrath. Though Harry had to be restrained when she went off on Mackenzie for walking too loudly in the Common Room.

Bianca managed to calm him down, advising him to not take it too personally. Herbology went alright, and he performed exceptionally well in DADA. Potions was also relatively decent, and he practically breezed through Care of Magical Creatures. Though all the hedgehogs and the lone Knarl were swarming him like he was the second coming of Pan. His Bowtruckle and Fire Crab were also cooperative, and he was lucky enough for Mistmane to be his assigned Unicorn.

Astronomy and Divination were also fairly easy, considering their link to Greek Mythology. The rest of the subjects also flew by, and they were quite challenging. Finally, it was time to go home and they all boarded the train back to King's Cross Station. It was a long journey, but Harry, Mackenzie and Bianca couldn't sleep. Last night, Bianca had gotten word from Annabeth that they had begun raiding the enemy forces.

When they pulled into the station and crossed over to the other side, Harry spotted a serious Charles Beckendorf and a miffed Percy Jackson glaring daggers behind the African-American teen's back. Annabeth was also there, rolling her eyes at Percy's mood. Beckendorf grinned, "Hiya Harry! Come on, dude, we've got an important mission. Bianca, Mackenzie, I'd love to take you two as well, but we need a small party for ours. Annabeth's taking you two though, on her own mission."