Harry was hugging the Hufflepuff girl when Professor McGonagall arrived. The young Slytherin student used his time before the arrival of the professor to scan the scene as fast as possible. He saw spiders run from the place and made a mental note to investigate them.

When Professor McGonagall looked at the kid that was lying on the floor. She got closed and checked and concluded that the kid was also petrified. She wanted to ask something, but the sobbing of Susan Bones made her stop.

Many students appeared, and the first big group that showed up was the Hufflepuffs. A lot of screens for what was in front of them were heard.

"There is nothing to see here. Please, go back to your respective Common room!" said the Professor aloud, then she turned to Harry, "Please, Mr Potter, could you go to Professor Dumbledore".

The Slytherin student only looked at her with a frown, 'is she doing it on purpose?' thought to himself.

"I'll go! I'll go too. I-I... I want to help in anything", said Susan. Professor McGonagall nodded, asked a prefect to call for Pomfrey, and started to walk. Susan began to walking slowly but realized that Harry was not moving, so she just turned to see him.

Harry looked at the Professor with a frown, sighed heavily and followed her.

They walked to the staircase that led them to the Headmaster, Harry, behind the other two, and while they were not looking, he cast [Lesser Mind Protection] on himself. After that, he walked faster to get close to Susan, who grabbed his sleeve.

Professor McGonagall opened the door, and the same chaotic room welcomed the students. The Professor turned back to the students, "I'll need to go back and help Pomfrey. Please tell the Headmaster about everything you saw."

Once, the Gryffindor head of house left, closing the door behind her. The Headmaster seemed not at the moment, but Harry was still curious. Things were in the same place and the same position as last time. Harry wonders if the Professor did not do anything inside; maybe it is just a test to see how to approach him, in which case he had already made the path on the last visit.

"Wow, what are you, cute thing?" said Susan to the Headmaster's bird. She patted it, and the bird made squealed a little. Susan smiled again, but she only momentarily smiled as the bird caught fire by itself until it ended in ashes.

Susan's eyes started to cry again. Harry was close, and she used his shoulder to cry again. Then from the top of the room, Dumbledore walked down. "Hello, Harry, Ms Bones".

"Professor! I swear, I didn't - I" Susan was stopped by a calming Dumbledore.

"Do not worry, Ms Bones. Fawkes is a phoenix. Phoenixes burst into flame when it is time for them to die and are reborn from the ashes".

The girl calmed and turned to see the place where the bird was. She was drying her eyes, and then from the ashes, a small bird emerged. A newborn bird with no feathers yet.

"In short. We were lucky to see the life cycle before our eyes?" said Harry.

"It is a good way to word it, yes", answered the Headmaster.

Susan smiled and petted the little bird's head. The Headmaster then walked to his chair and sat. His stare was solemn, and his blue eyes were penetrating. Harry felt his spell working; he wanted to say something and lash against the attacker, but he did not. Meanwhile, the Headmaster only blinked.

Professor Dumbledore turned to see the Hufflepuff girl. Susan felt a chilling sensation towards her spine and saw Harry, who had a relaxed face. Both students sat in front of the Headmaster.

"Do you want a lemon drop?" offered the Headmaster, but the two students declined. "I am aware that you came here to tell me about something that happened", said the Headmaster.

"Ye-yes. I... We found the body of Justin", said Susan.

"Mr Finch-Fletcher. Yes, I am aware that he was attacked. Fortunately, he is only petrified. He and the Gryffindor ghost Nicholas", said Dumbledore while he leaned back.

Harry was not very impressed that he already knew about the incident; knowledge is power. The Slytherin thought for a moment, 'the problem is the reason for being called here and the repercussion of coming with the Hufflepuff girl. Would they want to force a union via social pressure so that I could be more monitored? Or maybe it's more simple, and he is trying to make me be familiarized to him with constant contact'.

The Professor looked at the girl and then gave a calming smile, "What I need from you is information about how did you find it. What did you see? Did you see someone else there? Any detail can help".

"We-we... We were" "We were on our way to the Hufflepuff common room when we heard Peeves screaming," Harry started to talk over Susan, who was still nervous. "and then we saw the scene. Professor McGonagall appeared right after that. In the between, I did not see anyone else", concluded Harry calmly.

Dumbledore nodded after looking at Susan again, "Very well. If that is all you saw, you may go. But please, if you have something to tell me, even the smallest thing, don't hesitate".

Harry and Susan nodded and left the room with a slightly tenser headmaster.

Outside the room, the general feeling of the students was panic, 'Another attack, another person, and now also a ghost'.

Harry was upset. Upset that his backup plan failed. He was about to invite Justin and his family to the Christmas party, but the current situation made it very delicate. How could he go ahead and invite the family while his son is in the hospital? Were they notified? And if they wait for him to improve, how would they react when they know we were aware of the attack?

Harry thought for an answer, an answer he got almost immediately, but the problem was how to make it happen.

The Suzuki heir decided to walk Susan to her Common room. He walked toward the direction of the kitchens, and then they stopped closing some barrels. The girl suddenly stopped, "I... Here is ok. Thank you for walking me".

Harry only made a small smile, "No problem. But are you sure? You don't want me to walk you all the way?" Harry already knew where the entrance of the Hufflepuff was, but not the way to enter it.

"Yeah, here, it's ok. Thank you", replied the girl. Harry did not press further and said goodbye and walked to the dungeon.

In the Slytherin Common Room, the atmosphere hadn't changed. No one seems to be affected by the attack, although Harry saw the small changes, the students looking behind their backs. It was very subtle, as the whole situation was 'against the enemies of the heir'.

Pansy sat on a red couch with Pandora in her arms. The cat did not try to leave as he was tight-hugged, as if the girl did not want the little cat to change her for its owner. Harry sat next to Pansy, "How was the Herbology extra classes?".

"Normal, boring, tiring", answered the girl looking away.

There was a silence after that which Harry broke, "I was asked to the Headmaster's office with Susan".

"I did not ask you", answered Pansy. "I know about the whole attack. And while you were there, I was attacked by million questions from your fans as if it was me, the one there. They seem to think I have a telepathic connection with you to know what you saw."

The girl sighed, "It was a nightmare". The girl frowned for a moment, but then she started to pet the cat again; she sighed again, and her expression relaxed.

"Look, the bright side. We are closer to the winter break", said Harry.

"Closer to the exam period? I guess you are mistaking me for your ex-fiancee," said Pansy while standing up and walking away.

Harry only looked at her walking to the stairs and did the same after a while.

The next day, at the great hall, while people were eating, the mail arrived. Some owls went to the hospital wing and left the letters next to the petrified boys. Inside the great hall, some people were waiting for information from their families about the whole attack situation. But there was one student that was pleasantly surprised. A blonde girl at the Ravenclaw table received a letter from a black owl.

The winter break arrived. Harry was sitting in the same cabin as Pansy, Hermione and Dean. Hermione was talking closely with Dean.

"Harry, Pansy, what do you say? Do you think that Dean should take a blood tree test?" asked Hermione.

"Do you think that his parents are quips without knowing or something? Why a first-generation would take the test?" answered Pansy. Hermione eyes got big, and she looked at Harry. The Slytherin boy shook his head slightly to let her know he did not say anything.

Dean, oblivious to the small interaction between Harry and Hermione, spoke, "No. The thing here is that my biological father left when my mom was pregnant. She has the hypothesis that I may be a half-blood".

"I see no problem then", said Harry.

"I DO!" said Dean loudly. "I do. I feel like I would be cheating on my dad. I don't know why my biological father left, and I don't care because I already have a dad."

Hermione was surprised and only said, "Oh".

Harry smiled, "I can relate to that. I may now know who my biological parents are, but my real family is the Suzuki family".

Hermione hugged Dean, "Sorry. I did not know. I just tried to help". Dean hugged her back and said, "I know".

Pansy saw the scene and snirked. Harry also saw the scene and smiled. Both for different reasons.

Harry then spoke again," So, are you ready for the Christmas party?"

"Now you sound like Draco" mocked Pansy.

"Sorry, but I have not mocked the Weasleys in my sentence", said Harry. Hermione frowned, but Dean and Pansy laughed.

"Draco has not mocked the Weasleys", defended Hermione.

"Right, right, only Ronald Weasley", said Dean.

"Really, if it weren't for Draco, I would have never known that he was tasked to clean the toilets in the muggle way", said Pansy between laughs.

"Well, you hear him from Draco. I smell it from him", said Dean laughing again. "There was one night when he went directly to the baths and slept there. And we find him, the smell was still on him. Professor McGonagall needed to send him to Madam Pomfrey".

Pansy and Hermione made a disgusting expression.

"And he never stops talking about how annoying it was, Myrtle", continued Dean.

"Wait, he was with a girl cleaning the bathrooms?" asked Hermione.

"Not exactly. Myrtle is a ghost", answered Dean.

"Moaning Myrtle? You mean her, right?" asked Pansy. Dean nodded, and Pansy shivered for a moment. "You mean to tell me he was cleaning the girl's bathroom?"

Dean frowned at that question, and Pansy elaborated, "Moaning Myrtle was a student, killed in the girl's bathrooms, and she normally only appeared in our bathrooms. But she normally stays in the bathroom on the second floor."

"Wait. I thought that the ghost could roam freely", said Dean.

"They do, but Moaning Myrtle prefers the women's laboratory. She was a student when she died; she is still wearing a uniform like ours," answered Hermione.

"I will need to perform an extra cleaning charm before using the bathroom again", declared Pansy.

"Anyhow", interrupted Harry. "What I was about to tell you is that I am going to call you on your cellphones with more details, or do you want to get your information via owl?"

"Cellphone. We have not used them since we get them. Or not while I was still at home", said Dean.

"Me too. My parents are constantly using it for their business", said Hermione.

"Tooth emergencies?" mocked Dean to Hermione with a warm smile.

She couldn't help but laugh back, "no", said the Gryffindor girl.

"What about you?" asked Pansy, who only shrugged.

"Personally, I prefer the Owl system. I don't see the need for that big thing", answered the Slytherin girl. Harry only nodded and continued talking with them.

When the train finally made it is stopped, Harry said goodbye to Dean first. Then he walked Pansy to her parents, who greeted him and appeared away. Harry wondered about that way of transportation and added it to his mental list of things to investigate.

He then walked back with Hermione. She was with her parents, who were accompanied by Albedo and LupusRegina." Mother, Regina", said Harry with a bright smile; no acts happened there; he was truly happy to see them. He then turned and greeted the Granger family.

Both families passed the barrier to the non-wizarding world. And after walking for a while, and luckily without anyone noticing them, They separated, and the Grangers left for their own car.

Albedo and Harry were then waiting outside, and that is when people started to recognize them, but it was too late as their limousin appeared. Once inside, Harry told Albedo, "I have information to share that happened after my last contact".

Albedo nodded, "Very well, but when we finally arrive, refresh yourself and write a report at night. We will discuss everything tomorrow; today, Momonga wanted to welcome you".

Harry's face bearly contains his smile. He looked to the window, desperate to get there as soon as possible.

The next day, already in the Tomb of Nazarick, Harry woke up early and started to write his report. He wanted to be the most precise about the whole situation. Not only what he found but also what he could not find. He wrote about his attempts to use the elemental monsters but why he decided not to use them due to the constant vigilance of the teachers.

He put information about the possible interference by an external force, who may want to stop Nazaricks or at least Harry's efforts. He speculated that someone from the wizarding families may not be happy about the current progress of the Suzuki family, so they may want to sabotage them. He also added detailed information about what he saw after the attack on Justin.

Happy with the document, he walked to a room where Albedo and Demiurge were waiting for him. He gave the manuscript and sat in front of them. While Demiurge was reading the document, Albedo asked him about his school and schoolmates, especially Parkinson and Granger. One was a good partner in the British Wizarding World, and the other was inside the North American Wizarding World.

Demiurge ended reading the report and smiled at Harry. "Very well, I understand your situation and why you are suspicious, but I would advise you to have a more critical mind. Honestly, I am a little disappointed in you. These possible outcomes are short-minded".

Harry squeezed his hands while he was hearing everything. He nodded while receiving the words of Demiurge. Demiurge was not angry or screaming, but knowing that he failed was enough to make him feel unworthy of the tomb of Nazarick.

"Knowing this, what would be your next step?" asked Demiurge.

"I-I I thought you could give me the next step to follow", said the young teen.

This time, it was not Demiurge but Albedo who said, "You have to remember that this is your mission, and it will help you to grow up."

Harry nodded and thought momentarily, "I may need the help of Entoma. Some spiders were running from the scene, so she should be able to help in that regard. Also, some information was given to me yesterday; it may not be related".

"Very well, I will let Entoma know that she will be assisting you", said Albedo. Harry bowed and then continued.

"About this other information. I may need the help of the Lovegoods if they have information from 40 years ago. Can I ask to be driven there tomorrow?" asked Harry. Demiurge and Albedo nodded and continued talking more about the report.

In another room was Momonga. He was working with some documents he did not know about what they were about. He had faith in the work of Albedo and Demiurge, but the mountain of papers felt like it was an impossible task.

Suddenly a maid knocked on the door. "Momonga-sama, your appointment-" "Yes, yes, let them in", Momonga interrupted. He was still signing documents, and he was sure they wanted to bring even more.

After a moment, Momonga stopped, 'Wait. Did she say appointment? Do I have an appointment?'

Suddenly the room door opened, and a pair of blondes appeared before him. A tall man with a weird fashion sense and a girl, around Harry's age, with an equally odd fashion sense. The man then fell to his knees and started to laugh like a mania, and then he said, "Amazing, I knew that you existed, I knew, but to be able to see you!" The girl remained standing, putting her hands together as if praying and whispering, "How beautiful!"

Momonga looked at the two and whispered, "Damn, I forgot about the Lovegoods".