the following morning Minerva was not at breakfast in the Great Hall. BJ and the kids went back to their apartment to get ready for BJ Blazkowicz's first foray into this new world. Fairly soon a knock on the door was heard.
"Wondered where you vanished to!" BJ blazkowicz said as he opened the door for Minerva and another young lady to enter. Said young lady had raven hair and a distinct Hispanic American look.
"Good morning Blazkowicz, this is Commando Rain Ocampo. A former student." The young lady seemed to glare at Minerva.
"It's just rain." She muttered.
"Really? Why not rain? Or commando rain?" Blazkowicz asked.
"Because it means I always have to give my whole name at some point." She growled.
"Yeah, but you'll have to do that anyway… unless lots of people only have one name in this world." He considered.
"No." She sighed. "I suppose commando is more militant."
"Right, rain it is." BJ said happily. "So… why are you here?" He asked.
"I take it tact is not something they covered in your reality!" Minerva declared with a scowl.
"It was… it kind of went out the window in Favour of…'Information saves lives."
"Were you an Auror?" The newly christened 'rain' asked.
"A what now?"
"It's what the magical world calls their police." Magril explained.
"Ah… and no, I was very much not a cop." BJ said with a bit of relief.
"A criminal /mercenary?" rain asked hesitantly, she hoped her favorite professor wasn't asking her to ignore her newly taken vows as an officer of the law.
"Nah, I was… complicated. I dealt with things the proper authorities couldn't… kind of like an undercover soldier." BJ explained.
"I'm sure this will be an interesting story… one that you can share when you return." Minerva interjected. "Miss rain was raised in both the muggle and magical world. She will make a much better guide than I could. She is also a trainee Auror. This is a better arrangement as I need to be here to oversee the Hogsmeade trips."
"Sure… Hogsmeade, Hogwarts… you must really love your pork." BJ shrugged cheekily.
Minerva was spared from responding when zofia appeared behind rain and tapped her shoulder causing the new Auror recruit to spin around.
"Aunt Zofia!" She squealed happily as she pounced on the new arrival.
"Hi rain." Zofia said as she struggled to breathe through the crushing hug.
The other four looked on with slight amusement as rain' hair cycled through various colors.
"And how exactly do you know Mrs. blazkowicz?" Minerva asked.
"She helped me train my Metamorphmagus abilities whilst I was a student… but it was a secret."
"Meta-morpha-whatta-gus?" BJ asked.
"Err… the stuff that lets me change how I look." She said thinking of how to explain it.
"Huh… so you're a shape shifter." Blazkowicz said causing Magril and giggle and Zofia to roll her eyes. "And I'm guessing you think Rebel is one?" He asked turning to Minerva.
"Very good, BJ." Minerva smirked teasingly. "Speaking of which, Rain, that sounds so much better, I'd like you to meet Magril and rebel Wesker."
"rebel Wesker? Little Humphrey!" She squealed as Rebel stiffened as he was engulfed in a hug similar to the one Zofia received.
"Rain, he's not used to hugs yet." BJ warned as he noticed rebel's reaction.
"Oh… that makes a change. He used to love hugs from everyone… have you told Carlos?" She asked excitedly.
"Oh dear… I will do that today as soon as you leave." Minerva said guiltily.
"Ok, and Carlos would be?" Bj asked as he tried not to laugh at Magril's head swinging back and forth as if she was trying to watch a tennis match.
"Carlos Olivera is rebel Wesker's oldest brother. He along with Rain spent a lot of time babysitting rebel and his pack whilst his parents were engaged in activities during the biohazard wizarding war. Carlos was very fond of the both of you." She told rebel.
"You were our Pack brothers… we made ourselves a new family name… we called ourselves the 'wolfpack" rain grinned causing the others to snicker. "You vanished after your parents were killed and murphy's Gran kept him in hiding. Carlos was the most devastated, he joined Gringotts to try and track you down."
"I know I'm going be doing this a lot, but-"
"Gringotts is the wizarding bank." Magril answered seeing where he was headed.
"Rain will be taking you there so the goblins know you and you can have access to my accounts." Zofia added.
"Your accounts?" rain asked. "I thought you were stuck here?"
"I am, these accounts were set up before the school was built. It's where all the student fees and donations go."
"But we need that money to fund the school!" Minerva sputtered as Magril nodded vigorously, she had no desire to see her school fail… she still hadn't finished reading the accessible books in the library yet… for the second time… this month.
"Oh, relax Magril." Zofiasaid as she ushered them all to sit down for a bit. "There are practically millions of Galleons in the account. Blazkowicz and myself own the school and the only things that are bought regularly are food and potions ingredients. When was the last time the school brooms were replaced?" She asked Minerva pointedly.
Minerva blushed in realization.
"Exactly." Zofia continued. "Rain, whilst you're out there take them to start ordering some new stuff for the school. rebel and Magrilwill be able to help as well."
"I did it!" Rebel suddenly squealed happily.
Everyone turned to see thatRebel's hair now resembled Wyatt's … except it was dark black.
"Pretty good kid! Took me ages to do it on purpose." raingrinned as BJ patted his back gently, but Rebel still flinched causing everyone to frown at the implications.
Rebel's hair suddenly started to shorten and return to normal.
"Oh… it didn't last long." He said somewhat disappointedly.
"And that's where rebel and practice come in." Zofia told him.
"Right, sounds like we have a lot to do today so we should get started."BJ said as he stood up and stretched.
"You can leave from the floo in the headmaster's office, Rain, make sure he goes to Ollivander's. He needs a wand." Zofia instructed as they headed for the door.
"Floo? I'm guessing that isn't going to involve mucus? More to the point I am praying it doesn't involve mucus." BJ blazkowicz corrected.
"It's a method of magical transportation involving stepping in and out of a fireplace." Minerva explained, Magrilpouted that she had been denied the chance to explain causing Zofia to giggle and give her a squeeze.
"Oh… so named in connection with a chimney flue?" BJ asked.
"Of course!" Zofia suddenly shouted in realization.
She blushed when everyone suddenly stared at her grinning, Rebel was peeking out from behind BJ having been startled by the loud shouting. He was having a hard time the past few days. He had never been the Center of attention; he had survived the umbrella corporation by being unnoticed. It rarely worked… but it was better than the alternative. He was now having trouble accepting that these people weren't like the corporationand weren't going to hurt him.
Rebel felt a large hand on his back and tensed. He looked up to see BJ Blazkowicz staring down at him with a sad smile. Rebel tried to force himself to relax.
"Better," Blazkowicz said as he slowly rubbed Rebel's back.
The group continued to the headmaster's office. Rain was the first to go through, throwing down the powder and calling out her destination of 'Diagon Alley'. Magril followed nervously but successfully.
"Go on rebel, I'll be last and right behind you." BJ assured him.
rebel stepped into the fireplace and blurted out, "Diagonally!"
And vanished.
"Ok… that was wrong… right?" BJ asked worriedly.
Both Minerva and Zofia nodded furiously.
"Shit!" BJ jumped into the fireplace and repeated what Rebelhad done. He hadn't been on the job a week and he had already lost his charge.
Rebel was very worried when he tumbled out into the dark room and couldn't see Rain or Magril… he couldn't see much of anything as his glasses had fallen off. Seconds later he was relieved to hear BJ calling his name.
"Rebel, even I know that enunciation is important in spell work," BJ Blackowicz admonished as he picked Rebel off the floor. "Where are your glasses?"
"They fell off," Rebel said glumly.
BJ looked around, but he all he could see was various cabinets and displays, he came to the conclusion he was in a shop.
"Alright, no big deal, we'll just have to make our first stop an opticians and hope Rain can front us some cash. Stay where you are, I'm going to see if I can find some more of that powder, we'll try and do this the right way." BJ instructed.
BJ was opening various pots and containers when he accidentally brushed against a gnarled and severed hand, which promptly grabbed his wrist.
"MOTHER FU- I mean… erm… holy shit?" He said sheepishly as he remembered Rebel. "All right you piece of… something… don't make me cut you o- erm… please let go?" He tried as he struggled to remove his hand.
Unfortunately, he tugged too hard and the hand came free from its base, which went sailing through the air and landing with loud crash as it passed through several glass displays.
"Oi! What's going on in here? We're closed." A grumpy looking man with really bad hair called out as he stormed in from a backroom.
"Little help here!" BJ called out as he lifted his hand to show the man his problem.
The man stalked over waving his wand and causing the displays to repair themselves.
"Why would you put your own hand in the Hand of Glory?" He asked incredulously as he squeezed the base of the thumb causing it to release Blazkowicz.
"I didn't! It grabbed me when I was looking for floo powder. We kind of said the wrong place when we were headed for Diagon Ally." Xander said defensively.
"Ah… you said 'Diagonally' didn't cha'." The man chuckled.
"Yes sir." Rebel said hanging his head.
"Well, happens often enough, but the ministry won't fix it. You are in Knockturn Ally, in my store Borgin and Burkes. I'm Borgin. You just need to go outside and head left, you'll soon hit Diagon Ally."
"What do you put in this…Hand of Glory?" BJasked.
"A light source, it provides light only to the holder." Borgin said proudly.
"Humph… sounds pretty useful to someone like me." BJ grunted as he thought of how much easier hunting Nazis and Demons would be if he could see them before they saw him. "How much?"
"500 Galleons."
BJ had done a lot of bartering in his time and knew this guy was trying to fleece him.
"Sure… I'll give you 100 Galleons." He countered.
"I'll take 400 and not a sickle less!" The man said offended.
"Uh huh… 150 and that is my final offer. And before you try and counter let me point out that it is obvious this item isn't selling or worth more than that as there are likely other alternatives and there is a huge amount of dust around it's display so it's obvious no one has even looked at it."
Borgin looked flustered and started opening and closing his mouth indignantly as BJ just stared at him.
"Fine 150 it is." He groused. "Don't touch that boy!" He snapped as he saw rebel reach for an intact nazi dagger. "It's killed 19 muggles already."
BJ could already tell this was a shady type of store; the SS dagger was proof of that. He had been to many dark places in his reality but there was no society that would actively tolerate a device like that Schutzstaffel dagger
"How much would it cost buy your store and all your inventory?" BJ asked. "And before you answer, try not to waste my time with unreasonable amounts."
Borgin slumped at that.
"Alright sir, you serious about this?" He asked, money was money and this store was a dangerous occupation, the ministry was always breathing down his neck.
BJ just nodded.
"I have your word that what we discuss about the sale will remain confidential?" He asked.
"You have my word that I will not discuss anything that may incriminate you before, during or after our discussions." BJ said seriously.
Borgin sighed and began his explanation. "The value of most of this stuff is expensive, but not just for standard reasons, they are also Nazi occult books, borderline dark or illegal. If I were to sell it, I would need enough to cover the cost and to basically go into hiding. I could not ask for less than 300,000 Galleons."
BJ had eventually gotten used to his moniker of 'The One Who Sees', he had discovered that although he didn't have supernatural powers, he did have the ability to see the truth and the lies for what they were. It also gave him a unique perspective on situations. He and Fergus Reid had discussed it and concluded that his possessions had worked towards giving him some of this ability.
It was for this reason thatBJ didn't argue with Borgin. The man had been truthful.
"Very well, I am on my way to the bank, I will return shortly with your money for the Hand and a decision as to the shop." BJ agreed. "Any chance you saw a pair of eyeglasses? My friend here dropped them when he arrived."
"Have you tried summoning them?" He asked.
"rebel, give it a shot. Just like I taught Murphy." BJ instructed as Borgin watched curiously.
Rebel took out his wand, thought about his glasses and suddenly got stumped. Was he supposed to call them to him, imagine them floating to him like a levitation spell… he decided that was too complicated as he didn't know where they were so he couldn't imagine their route. Instead, he thought about calling them to him like when his primary school teachers called him over.
Borgin was about to chuckle derisively at the thought of this young kid performing a fifth-year summoning spell. He was therefore shocked when the young boy did it wordlessly.
"By Merlin, that was amazing!" He declared.
"They're broken BJ." The boy said dejectedly.
"Come on Rebel. Use your head. I destroyed half the glass in this shop when I got my hand caught. Mr. Borgin managed to fix the lot without a word. You know what I told Murphy, watch the adults. Then mimic them."
Borgin had no idea who 'Murphy' was but he was no dunce himself. He could put two and two together and see that this young lad was rebel Wesker. He was sure that only a boy that special could fix his own glasses wordlessly as this boy was currently doing.
"Right then. I will contact you after I have seen the status of my accounts." BJ said as he led Rebel out of the shop.
The short trip out of Knockturn Ally was quick, it would have been quicker if an old crone hadn't offered to buy Harry. She was instantly dissuaded by the edge of BJ's sawn-off shotgun barrels being pressed into under her chin.
Magril and rain were easy to find as rain was the only one with Black hair.
"Thank Merlin, you found him!" Rain Ocampo said as she grabbed rebel in a hug which Magril joined.
"Yep, even managed to perform two wordless spells." BJsaid proudly.
"BJ bought this ugly hand and wants to buy the whole shop!" rebel said with a grimace. He didn't really like the shop, it reminded him a little of his barrack room.
"What's this?" Rain Ocampo asked.
"Nothing much Guvnor." BJ answered cheekily. "We landed in Borgin and Burkes, he had this hand which is supposed to hold a candle but only give light to the bearer. After hearing that he had a SS dagger, which killed people, I figured it might be safer to buy the shop and close the place down. It's not the first time I had to do this." It was however the first time he had bought a shop. Previous times he had simply destroyed the shop.
"Borgin and Burkes?" Rainasked incredulously. "you took rebel to Knockturn alley" She screeched causing half the population of the street to stare at them and the other half to move even quicker.
"'Took'? There was no 'taking'!" BJ defended. "He went and I followed."
"How can you mix up 'Diagon Alley' with 'Knockturn Alley'!" Rain demanded, checking Rebel Wesker for injuries.
"When saying 'diagonally' takes you to the same place." BJ said trying smugly. "Borgin said the ministry wouldn't fix it."
"Ha!" rain laughed derisively. "Borgin would never let us in to fix it as we would have arrested him when we saw all the illegal dark objects."
"Well, once we sorted things out at the bank and bought the place, you can officially go through and receive all the bad little doohickeys on behalf of the authorities. Should give you quite a head start on your career."
Rain was just standing there, Gobsmacked. Most Aurors didn't get a score like this for years… if ever! BJ was handing her one before she had even finished her first year as a rookie.
"Rain Ocampo, close your mouth and lead us to the bank." BJsaid patronizingly.
"Yes sir," she said in a daze as she stumbled through the crowds, with Magril trying to guide her around the obstacles. Eventually, a rebel decided to give Magril a hand, which seemed to break Rain out of her daze.
"Please tell me that's not the bank." BJ begged as he noticed the huge white building looming in the distance with script etched over the doors.
"I could, but you wouldn't get your money." Rain shrugged.
"Right… and the guys running this bank, what do they look like?"
"About waist high, pointed ears, sharp teeth."
"And how many wars have you been in with them and when was the last one?"
"Tons, last one was a couple of centuries ago." Rainanswered.
"Yep," BJ sighed, "Couldn't be easy." BJ looked around the street quickly. He instructed Rain Ocampo to take the kids to get an ice-cream and that he would be back shortly. Magril dragged them along as BJ was the oldest person and that made him the authority in her book. Rain Ocampo was just helpless and thinking she should call Professor McGonagall and Zofia.
Zofia and Minerva were worriedly sipping their tea in the apartment as they waited for their wayward charges to return, Zofia had redirected the Floo. It was nearing 5pm and they hadn't heard from them. They were therefore startled when Rebel fell through the floo and relayed a message from BJ that they might need a stiff drink for Rain.
Rebel had been a little worried at that as a 'stiff' drink usually led to some of his harsher beatings from his brother Nikolai but BJ hadn't tried to hurt him yet so he decided to have faith in his new guardian.
A few minutes later Magril and BJ came through together whilst supporting a dazed Rain Ocampo.
"Good grief girl, whatever is the matter with you?" Minerva demanded worriedly as she helped Magril get the future Auror into a chair. It was rather worrisome as her hair had reverted to its natural ravenblack; this usually meant her concentration was completely shot to hell.
"BJ… Goblins… Burkins…" She mumbled incoherently.
BJ was chuckling away.
"William blazkowicz! Make with the 'explaining!" Zofiateased using her daughter's atrocious verbal mannerisms.
"I caught up with Harry fairly easily. We were in this shop… Borgin and Burkes?"
"Oh Merlin." Minerva muttered as zofia just snickered.
"Well, he had this nifty old, severed hand that provides light to the bearer only. I was gonna get that as, let's face it, it's easier to hunt when you can see but your prey can't. But Rebel nearly touched something that killed 19 people, I figured the shop was a little too dark. Not being back home I couldn't do my usual procedure of burning the place down. So, I offered to buy him out.
"We headed off to find Rain Ocampo and magril , then headed to the bank.
"No one told me it was run by demons." He said frowning at the two older women.
"It's run by Goblins." Minerva argued.
"That's not what we called them back home!" BJ retorted.
"What did you call them?" Magril asked.
"Something with too many hyphens and a really unhealthy vowel to consonant ratio.
"I asked a few questions of Rain about how often you had wars with them. We learnt back home that if you don't set yourself up as their king by challenging the current leader, they will just keep trying to start more wars. Set Roth was the king back home.
"Long story short, I sent these three off for ice-cream whilst I conquered the local bank."
"BJ's the Goblin King!" Magril giggled causing Zofia to lose her battle not to laugh.
"You conquered the Goblins?" Minerva asked in shock.
"Yeah, it's not that hard. You just have to challenge the current leader to a duel and then beat the snot out of him." BJ shrugged.
"What about the other goblins?"
"They tend to fall in line behind the winner… in this case, me." He grinned.
"But Goblins are formidable warriors!" Minerva argued.
"Only if they use magic. But their laws and customs state that all contests for Kingship must be resolved without magic and physical prowess only." BJ winced. "I felt really guilty when I picked up Ragnok and gave him a noogie."
Zofia burst out laughing. "Oh my! Just like Sal did when he had to conquer them!" She gasped.
"Sal?"
"Salazar, one of my adopted sons and a co-founder of this school." Zofia said as she wiped her eyes with mirth.
Three witches just sat there gaping at Zofia. Minerva and Rain gulped at the fire whiskey.
"Leaving aside William blazkowicz's adventures in Goblin land," Zofia continued, ignoring the dumbfounded trio, "How did the shopping and learning go?"
"It didn't." BJ said simply. "I spent all day at the bank. Once I'm happy with things here and can leave Rebel to look after himself, I'll make another trip. I'll also wait until then before I head out to the non-magical world."
"You're not going to follow me everywhere?" rebel asked hopefully.
"Hell no! You need to live your life. I'll only be following you until I know what this place is like, and I am happy its safe for you."
This answer was what Rebel was hoping for. It was awkward having BJ in his classes the previous day. He felt like he was always being watched, which he was.
"Did you at least get a wand?" Zofia asked.
"We tried!" Rain answered as she finally snapped out of her daze. "None of the wands responded properly to him. Ollivander says he doesn't even register as having a magical core."
"He does. He must! He made Murphy's wand work." Minerva argued.
"He made the other wands work to some extent, but no proper match. But the tests didn't show a core." Rain explained.
Minerva whipped out her wand and started waving it over Blazkowicz's torso. "Well, that is a surprise." She said as she sat back in confusion. "Zofia?"
Zofia just rolled her eyes. "Run the spell over his whole body."
Minerva stood up and this time did as Zofia suggest. Both she and Rain gasped when Blazkowicz's head lit up like a spotlight.
"Why would his core be in his head?" Rain asked.
"Let me guess, all part of the 'One Who Sees' crap?" BJ said snidely.
"You are what you are, BJ." Zofia shrugged.
"But how will you do magic without a wand?" Minerva asked.
"Same way all magic is supposed to be done." He grinned as he caused a small ball of fire to appear in his right hand.
"Cool!" rebel remarked with a grin as Magril, Rainand Minerva gasped in shock.
"See what I mean Minnie? BJ tends to break the rules around magic." Zofia smirked.
BJ could see Harry staring at his hand and focusing very hard.
"Rebel, start off with something simple, like creating the light from the Lumos spell. Do it the same way I taught murphy. Start with a verbal attempt and a wand. Get a feel for it, then try without the words. Once you can do that comfortably, try it without the wand.
"Minerva, can you cast the same detection spell on rebel-OWWWWWWW?" BJ screamed as everyone else did, rebel had succeeded in creating the light, except it was far too bright for the human eye and was exceptionally painful.
Like a super bright flashbang grenade
Rebel quickly doused the light, but the damage was done.
"I can't see!" Magril cried frantically.
"Easy girl." Rain said soothingly as she blindly pulled her closer to comfort her.
"Can anyone see?" BJ asked, far too calmly for Rain' liking.
"I can." Rebel said worriedly.
"Yeah, had a feeling you could." BJ grunted. "Rebel you are gonna have to be our eyes and make sure we don't knock into anything."
"Don't worry, I can help, a little light won't affect me." Zofia assured them.
"How on Earth did rebel Wesker create something so powerful?" Minerva asked trying to remain calm despite her blindness.
"It's all part of the prophecy, rebel was probably born this powerful, and it is the reason Tom was defeated by him." Zofia offered.
"Erm… Mrs. Zofia… I need to use the erm…"
"Oh, of course dear." Zofia said realizing what magril was trying to delicately ask.
"rebel, would you head to the Hospital Wing and ask Madam Pomphrey to come here, tell her what happened, maybe she can speed our recovery." Minerva asked as Magril was led away by Zofia.
As rebel rushed out of the head's office, he couldn't help but feel a bit more hopeful about his life.
Rebel Wesker had never been a happy child, not that anyone could blame him if they knew about his home life. But recently, since BJ arrived, he had been fluctuating between depression and claimed to be able to free him from his brothers and his torment, but he also revealed that he was supposed to fight the man who made him an orphan. The man who made sure he never knew love as a young boy.
But today BJ had shown rebel just what sort of surprises he could create. Yesterday was an eye opener with BJ teaching Murphy how to perform magic without words. Today BJ had found himself an army.
rebel had spent most of his primary school life in the corner with books. It was the safest way to avoid Nikolai Zinoviev and his torture. He had worked his way through all the books to the point where his teachers took pity on him and provided him with more books from their personal libraries or the local public library. As a result, Rebel now knew a little bit about history. Mainly World War II and a few other bits of twentieth century trivia.
Rebel knew the benefit of an army in a war. He knew the benefit of information to save lives.
But what he didn't know was how to use an army. Where to get the information from. Maybe this was what BJ could teach him. rebelwas not silly enough to think he could fight the corporationalone.
Rebel was viciously dragged out of his thoughts by a painful grip on his shoulder.
"Wesker." Came the silky yet venomous voice of Nikolai Zinoviev. "Still thinking you're better than everyone else? Out after curfew. Traipsing around like you own the castle."
"Professor McGonagall sent me to fetch Madam Pomphrey, sir." Harry stammered.
"And you expect me to believe that she would do so after curfew? Your precious new bodyguard has no power over the school rules. Fifty points from Slytherin and a week's detention with Greg muller. Now, you will follow me back to your dormitory."
"But it's an emergency sir!" Rebel knew they were counting on him to get help, clearly Nikolai wasn't going to help and he didn't even live in the dorms anymore.
"Typical!" Nikolai spat. "I suppose everything is an emergency and that you always get what you want when you want it. Well not anymore Rebel Wesker. Welcome to the real world, your celebrity-ism will do nothing for you here. Just like your father, thinking you're entitled."
Nikolai began pulling rebel down the corridor back to the Slytherin rooms, rebel was getting desperate. He didn't know many spells yet and he didn't think he could pull off transfiguring the professor into a needle without a wand yet.
So, he performed the one spell he knew he could perform, the one that got him into this position in the first place.
Suddenly a bright light and bang filled the corridor and Nikolai screamed in surprise.
But it gave Rebel the chance he needed to escape nikolai's grip and run to the infirmary.
As he reached the doors, he barged in loudly causing Madam Pomphrey to exit her office in a hurry.
"Madam Pomphrey! Professor McGonagall needs you in Blazkowicz's rooms, I accidentally blinded them all." rebel said breathlessly.
Poppy Pomphrey had been the school medic-witch for decades. She had heard all sorts of stories and seen all sorts of sights.
She had never actually had a student come rushing to confess that they had blinded the deputy head. There was the occasional blinding of other students with potions explosions or spells gone wrong. Every year she had to deal with a Wingardium Leviosa gone awry or a banishing charm accident... But usually, the professors were on the ball and managed to protect themselves.
Quickly brushing off her thoughts and allowing her professionalism to take over, she ordered rebel to lead the way.
Back in the apartment, Zofia was fuming.
"Minerva, you have to do something about that Russian Nikolai!" She said angrily. "I just received word that he accosted rebel and tried to take him back to the Slytherin dorms and wouldn't believe rebel when he said you sent him to the infirmary! What if rebel was ill and needed help himself?" She said in exasperation.
"Is Rebel alright?" Magril asked worriedly.
"He's fine. He escaped Nikolai by blinding him like he did you. He's already on his way back with Poppy." She assured her.
"Cool, if this is how he reacts under pressure then training him will be a cakewalk." BJ grinned.
Seconds later rebelburst in with Poppy hot on his heels.
"Minnie, what is going on?" She asked exasperated. "Mr. Rebel Weskercomes barging in claiming to have blinded you and several others and on the way here I came across Nikolai arguing with a suit of Armour swearing in Russian and clearly with impaired vision! To top it off the suit of armor wouldn't let me help Nikolai, and says he can wait until I've seen to you... Oh, Zofia.. Why are you here?" She asked as she noticed the lady in question.
"Rebel." She said simply.
"Ah... Do try and keep him out of the infirmary." She half begged.
"Poppy, perhaps you could explain why you seem so familiar with zofia whilst you try to restore our sight. Rebel was trying out a wandless and non-verbal Lumos spell and without his wand to apparently buffer his power, he managed to create a blinding light... hence our little visual issue." Minerva said in mildly clipped tones.
Poppy was not often at breakfast, so she wasn't there that morning when Zofia and BJwyere introduced to the school. Although she had heard rumors regarding the rugged one-eyed man that killed a troll with his bare hands.
Poppy knew to take apart rumors and extract that barest of information.
"I'll explain whilst Poppy starts with Magril." Zofia stated. "Simply put, I have found over the decades that it is much easier for me to get to know the on duty medical personnel so that, if I arrive at the infirmary with a student requiring attention, I don't have to keep explaining who I am."
"Then why have the students never mentioned a mysterious woman?" Minerva asked.
"I do require some privacy; the medical personnel are bound by an oath and I alter the memories of the students."
"You created your own 'nuclear syndrome'?" BJ asked slightly amused.
"Nuclear Syndrome if you please." She responded primly.
"Well, there doesn't appear to be any lasting damage. Normally you would heal on your own, but I can speed things up." Poppy announced as she began casting her wand over Magril's eyes.
"I can see!" She exclaimed happily.
"Any spots in your eyes? Like if you look at the sun?" Poppy asked.
"No Ma'am." She said respectfully.
"I'm sorry I blinded you all." rebel said worriedly.
"No worries, rebel." BJ assured him. "It was a simple accident and not one any of us expected."
Poppy quickly healed BJ, Rain Ocampo and Minerva.
"I suppose I will have to go and find Nikolai and fix him too." Poppy sighed.
"Oh no." Minerva said firmly. "Zofia, can you have whoever is holding him bring him to the Head's Office? I need to have words with him. Poppy can fix him there."
zofia nodded.
Bu decided to leave rebel and Magril to their own devices whilst the adults headed up with Minerva. rainwas going to use the Head's Floo to get home and save wandering outside in the freezing cold.
rebel and Magril decided to go back to the Slytherin common room and see their friends where they were instantly set upon by their housemates to dish the dirt.
"Is he single?" Was the first question that came from a sixth-year girl before anyone else got a question in. One of the younger boys tried to ask another question before they answered but was summarily shushed by the rest of the girls. They clearly had their priorities in order.
"I… think so?" rebel tried.
"Even if he wasn't, it's safe to assume he is now. He left his reality and everything behind. He can't go back." Magril said sadly.
Several girls clearly had images of the mysterious stranger saying a tearful goodbye to beautiful woman… no one was dumb enough to dissuade them of the idea.
"Why is he here?" Tyrell Patrick asked.
Magril and rebel exchanged a look. Magril was clearly leaving this one to Rebel. Rebel Weskerdidn't exactly know how to put this.
"He came… to teach?" He offered.
"He's very good." Murphy stated happily.
"What subject?" Stella Pendergast, one of rebel's teammates asked, she was trying not to sound too eager. She was doing a reasonable job.
Magril realized that this could go on for ages so she tried to clear things up and hoped rebel would forgive her.
"He's here to protect rebel. He said something about training rebel."
"He did?" Rebel asked, having been out getting Madam Pomphrey when BJmentioned it.
Magril just shrugged.
"Where did he take you today?" Malfoy asked.
"Diagon Alley… rebel got lost and wound up in Knockturn Alley."
"Sweet! What was it like?" One of the Weasley twins asked excitedly.
"Dark… gloomy." Rebel shrugged.
"Did you buy anything?" The other twin asked.
"blazkowicz bought a shop." rebel answered wondering if that counted.
"He bought a shop?" The first twin asked.
"As in… the whole shop?" The second asked.
"Which one?" They asked together.
"Erm…"
"Borgin and Burkes." Magril answered.
"That's one of the darkest shops there is!" Percy exclaimed. "The Ministry has been trying to get in there to shut it down for years."
"He said he is going to let Rain handle that. She's a trainee Auror." rebel said proud of his new friend.
"Seems like something a seasoned Auror should do." Ethan winterssaid with a frown.
"Everyone has to start somewhere, and I am sure BJ will help her." magril retorted primly.
Ethan winters considered this and conceded her point.
"Could you ask him if he'd be willing to let me help as a note taker? It would be good work experience and look good on my resume." He asked.
"Ok." rebel said simply.
"He might have the goblins help." Magril warned.
"Why would they help? Are there goblin artefacts involved?" Ethan asked. "Goblins don't usually do that unless there is a lot of money involved."
"Blazkowicz's their new king!" BJ said standing taller and grinning.
Several of the younger years were wowing and ahhing. The older years looked confused and skeptical.
"Define…'king'." A seventh-year boy asked.
rebel and Magril shared a look.
"He challenged the goblin leader to a fight; he beat the goblin leader and now they do what he says." Rebel summarized.
"Good definition." One of the twins remarked.
"Carlos said he was in your classes; will he be in ours?" An older girl asked hopefully.
"Probably not. He's only going to be a few more of Rebel Wesker's . He said he just wanted to make sure they were safe and see what rebel was learning." Magril answered.
"Do you think he would teach me some more magic?" Murphy asked with a hint of desperation.
"I don't know. Depends on how busy he is… doing whatever he will be doing." rebel said apologetically.
"Where were you and Grayback last night?" Tyrell asked slightly sullenly, it was bad enough rebelhad abandoned him to fight a troll, but now he was being left out altogether.
"BJ has his own rooms, he says we have to stay in his spare bedrooms." Magrilanswered tightly. She still hadn't forgiven Nikolai for the nasty things he had said. Not that he had actually apologized.
"What are they like?" Stella Pendergast asked.
"Like a home… a normal home. They don't look like they belong in a castle." Magril answered.
"Ok, that's enough. It's getting close to curfew. You two had better make your way back to your rooms." Ethan winters said authoritatively breaking up the session.
"Yeah, wouldn't want Nikolai or Mikhail victor to catch you" One of the twins joked.
"rebel already blinded Nikolai with a wandless Lumos." Magril said proudly.
"That's impossible!" A seventh-year boy exclaimed. "First years can't do wandless magic and a Lumos wouldn't blind a mouse."
"Rebel does." Magril retorted with a scowl.
"Yeah? Prove it." Tyrell patricksaid snidely.
"Yes, because that would be really smart. Blinding everyone here just to prove rebelcan." Hermione returned sarcastically.
Ethan stepped in and physically shepherded the two first years to the door. He intended to keep an eye on these two. Ethan was very ambitious, and they were already well connected, he could learn a lot around them, even if they were only first years. He also had a personal reason for doing so. He knew his brother would want to know he had seen rebel; he had been searching for years. Ethan was worried though as Miahadn't returned his owl that she had sent on the 1st of September when he discovered rebel Wesker had returned to the wizarding world. He resolved to speak to Professor McGonagall and ask to use the Floo. He normally wouldn't stop to asking for such high privileges for personal matters, but this was important to his brother.
Whilst rebel and Magril were undergoing their interrogation, Nikolai Zinoviev was being dealt with in the Head's Office.
"I want that Wesker brat expelled! Nay! I want charges brought against him for attacking a student!" Nikolai raged having had his eyes fixed. Poppy had left not wanting to stick around but Rainrefused to leave.
"He was defending himself, Zinoviev." Minerva objected. "Something he shouldn't have had to do as you had no business interfering with him. He wasn't out after curfew or a place where he shouldn't have been."
"Of course, if you really want to charge him, we could use veritaserum to get the truth." Rain offered.
"Yes!" Nikolai declared triumphantly. "Let's do that. Dose the boy with veritaserum and we'll get details of all his crimes, I can get some from my personal stores. It seems you're not as dumb as you look." Had sneered at Rain.
Rain ignored the sneer and jibe but grinned like the cat that got the cream. "Oh no, we never use that stuff on children, we have to use it on the accusing or accused adult."
Nikolai paled. "Then we will forego that route for now." He said hastily.
"That may not be an option. You just admitted to possessing a highly restricted and regulated substance… as a sworn officer I must take you in for questioning." She said practically bouncing with glee.
"You're just a trainee. You don't have the authority." Nikolai spat.
"No, but I do have the obligation to report it."
"And I have the authority to hold you until a full Auror can arrive." Minerva said with a scowl.
"I will not stand for this! Sergei Vladimir will hear of this when he returns." Nikolai said angrily.
He started to make for the door only to find BJ blocking his path aiming An nazi assault rifle 1960. And cocking the receiver
"Take a seat." He said calmly.
The look in the healthy eye of the man blocking his escape was enough to make the ex-Soviet Union child soldier comply.
"Rain, can you call someone in on the… Floo?" Bh asked.
"I can call my partner in. Dimitri Belikov, he's a full Auror and my trainer."
"If that's ok with you Minerva, I'll keep Nikolai Zinoviev company until he arrives." BJ said, his eyes never leaving Nikolai Zinoviev.
Minerva gave rain a nod and she headed for the Floo.
"Minerva, you might want to look into a new Potions Teacher. Neither Zofia nor I will let this boy near children again. The only way he's gonna stay in this castle is in a cell in the dungeons." Zofia who was scowling in the corner was nodding but the various portraits around the room were also crying out their agreement.
"Oh dear. I don't know of any capable potion's teachers. None that I would trust." She said worriedly.
Nikolai couldn't help but grin at this.
"I could ask Kravchenko, they could find someone to take over the history classes too." Nikolai offered.
"That should be fine." Minerva said with relief.
"Ha! The board of governors will never accept that and neither will the parents or Sergei or albus." Nikolai laughed derisively.
"Then we can just drop the subjects from the official curriculum and offer it as an extra-curricular activity." Minerva retorted.
Any further discussion was halted by the arrival of a tall Russian man with an ex-soviet KGB uniform.
Rain made quick introductions before they got down to business.
"We can take him in for questioning, but we will need permission from the school to search the dungeons." Belikov warned. And a few ex-soviet soldiers were walking through the fireplace
"BJ can give you that. He owns the school." Zofia offered.
"I do?"
"He does?" Various occupants of the room both living and painted exclaimed.
Zofia walked over to one of the portraits. It was a very crude and ancient looking painting and the figure was barely discernable as human, having almost leonine features.
"I require my documents." She said formerly.
"Of course, My Lady." The portrait said with a gravelly voice as the frame swung forward to reveal a hidden compartment.
Zofia reached in and removed the box contained within and took it to the desk.
"I am Lady Zofia Blazkowicz. These are my documents of ownership and headship of the School of Hogwarts. They can be verified in the usual manner. A bloodline test will show that William blazkowicz is my heir and Lord Hogwarts." She said formerly as she handed over a set of documents to the tall man.
Dimitri Belikov took this all-in stride despite the looks of disbelief from the others.
"Rain, pay close attention to these spells." He ordered his trainee.
A few swishes of his wand and the documents glowed a bright green. Dimitrithen turned to BJ.
"In order to test your bloodline, I will need a drop of your blood on the tip of my wand." Dimitri asked respectfully.
BJshrugged and reached behind his waist and pulled a sharp dagger from nowhere.
"Wow! Where did you hide that?" Rain asked.
"Not entirely sure. A friend set it up for me, something about a pocket dimension… I just reach in and retrieve what I want." BJfrowned, wondering if he could set that up himself now. Obviously, something useful for rebel and Magril, that girl carried far too many books. She was like a mini-Anya
"Rain Ocampo, pay attention." Dimitri admonished now that he had the blood on his wand.
He began to incant slowly as he gently swished his wand through the air. Eventually BJ's name appeared:
William Joseph blazkowicz – Lord Hogwarts
BJ groaned. "Couldn't have Magic that away?" He whined at Zofiawho just stuck her tongue out at him.
Meanwhile the spell continued, only instead of his parent's names the spell added a single name above his:
Zofia blazkowicz– Lady Hogwarts
"Immaculate conception?" He asked Zofia with a grin.
She just shrugged sheepishly.
"Does this mean I can call you mom?" He asked cheekily.
"Any time you want, I always wanted you." She said with a sad smile. "I knew about your father, but that blastednazi concentration camp memory kept cutting me off and redirecting me."
BJ just strode over and pulled her into a hug.
"Oh, somebody kill me." Nikolai groaned in disgust.
"Oh! Me! Me!" Rain said jumping excitedly and causing Nikolai to pale and the others to chuckle.
"Sorry Rain, but even if he signed a confession, it would be up to a visit to the gulag." Dimitri belikov said sympathetically.
"Oh poo." She said sulkily as she crossed her arms and stomped her foot.
"I have confirmed the veracity of the documents and the holders of the documents. I also see that they have copies filed at the ministry and Gringotts, so I won't need copies myself." Dimitrisaid handing the papers back to Zofia, who disengaged from BJ and accepted them with a smile before placing them back behind the portrait.
"Then you have my permission to search the quarters, work areas and storage units of Severus Snape and Nikolai Zinoviev." BJ offered.
"Excellent. Rain and I will transfer him to a holding cell at the Ministry and return immediately to conduct the search." Dimitri belikovsaid with a smile. "If we find what we think we will, then Snape and Nikolai will undergo questioning by veritiserum."
Snape and Nikolai managed to pale even further. He even took on a hint of green.
Snape and Nikolai was made to surrender their wands and then frog marched through the Floo and out of the castle by Rain and belikov.
"I can see it will be a long night." Minerva sighed.
"I can always handle this if you like Minerva." BJ offered.
"It is kind of you to offer, BJ, but as acting Head, I really should be present as well." Minerva said regretfully.
"Well, whilst you two are sorting that out, I'll go and make sure rebel and Magril are ok and that Rebel hasn't blinded anyone else." Zofia teased as she vanished.
To be continued