Chapter Eleven: Polyjuicing

Albus, Scorpius and Delphi were in a dingy and deserted alleyway, discussing Albus's plan.

"So let me get this straight, we need to get our hands on the Time-Turner, find a way to sneak into Hogwarts, and go back twenty-two years ago, and stop Cedric from getting to the third task?" asked Scorpius.

"That just about sums it up." Albus replied, "But let's just focus on getting the Time-Turner first. I think it's at the ministry."

"And how are we supposed to get there?"

"With these," Delphi pulled out three bottles of some mud-like potion. "Polyjuice Potion. I know ingredients are hard to come by, but I somehow got my hands on them." She pulled out three glass vials full of some mud-like potion. "I even got the hairs. I accioed them." "Excellent!" beamed Albus. "I've already thought this through. We need to pretend to be my dad, Hermione, and Ron."

"Why them?" asked Scorpius.

"That's obvious, isn't it? Ron and Hermione are the ones closest to Harry, so they'll probably know where he's hiding the Time-Turner!" said Albus, exasperated. "Plus, Hermione's Minister for Magic, isn't she? She has the most power."

"I'll be Hermione, for obvious reasons." said Delphi. "Which one of you wants to be Harry?"

"I will. I've read all about him. You don't mind, don't you, Scorpous?" Scorpius asked excitedly, "It'll be fun."

Albus pretended to be horrified, "Two geeks in my life - Hermione and now you?" Then he grinned. "Of course you can. That leaves me to be Ron."

Delphi handed each of them a bottle of potion. Albus said, "On the count of three, we add our hairs. One… Two… Three!" He dropped Ron's red hair into the potion. It turned maroon. Looking around, he saw that Scorpius' potion was clear, bright gold, and Hermione's, blue.

Scorpius, now looking a bit hesitant, asked, "Do either of you know what Polyjuiced Harry tastes like?"

"No idea." Albus replied before swallowing his potion in one gulp. He gasped. A horrible melting feeling was spreading from the top of his head, to the tips of his toes.

When the sensation ended, both Delphi and Scorpius were looking at him like he had sprouted extra arms. "Come on, what are you waiting for?" Albus asked, a little impatiently. "I want to get out of my robes." They were at least five sizes too small.

Delphi was next. She drank her potion, and the next minute, Hermione was standing next to Ron. Scorpius, now looking apprehensive, swallowed his potion more slowly, and Harry, minus glasses stood between them.

"You'll need these." Hermione's doppelganger handed Scorpius round glasses. "And-" she pulled two robes from a small bag. "They're Amos's but he wouldn't miss them."

"Next stop, the Ministry of Magic." Albus said confidently.

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