£ Cat speech£
$ snake speech $
: High Mind Speech :
SPRB
With the Fear that a third Cataclysm was upon them, the Vales networked and worked out the general direction of the Disruption…
A few Alumni received word that the Quake's centre was Snow Point or rather the Area that they knew that was Snow Point. They arrived, found the Wards rebuilding, the Heartstone was not only strong, but robust and bursting with power.
Everyone was gathered and shipped to the closest Vale City with a Hospital that could take them. There were no Deaths from the incident, but everyone was knocked out due to the magical infusion. While everyone was going to have a reaction headache… others were not so lucky.
Hermione smiled weakly at Ward. "So where is Harry?"
"Mister Potter has been… changed." The combat medic heaved a sigh. "And the two Healers who were looking him over have turned to stone."
Hermione stood up and grabbed the man's lapels. "Where is He?"
"I will show you to the observation station."
When they arrived at the window looking down on the… thing on the floor below, Hermione snorted. "Only you, Harry." Something caught her eye. She looked closer. "The Healers were wearing something over their eyes, correct?"
"Yes…"
"They are alive… just frozen. I will need Kyra or Soran to translate, but I can bring him to heel."
"What is this we are seeing?" A moody like man in a grey cloak with a silver badge stepped closer to peer down at the creature below.
"Fate's Bitch." Hermione smiled softly. "Harry is Registered as a Battle Mage of unregistered levels, and that's before we get to the interesting parts." She placed her hand on the glass. "What you are seeing is one part Basilisk, one part Phoenix… and a really pissed off beast that you do not want rampaging."
"And you can get him to allow us to retrieve the Healers?"
"Yes." Hermione nodded. "I would stake my life on it."
SPRB
Harry groaned and coiled tighter to cover his light-sensitive eyes. He heated the door open.
"Okay, big guy." Her Voice… even as a whisper was shocking. "I have a triple dose of a headache Potion. I am blindfolded and trusting you. Come drink the potion." She patted his side.
He eased his head out and looked at her. She was wearing a sleep mask over her eyes, but her ears were up… and her tails lashing behind her. On the palm of her extended left hand was a flask of a foul smelling potion, uncorked and untrembling.
Slowly he lipped the flask, and with an almost practiced flip, swallowed the foul syrup. He spit the flask across the room.
She snorts as the flask shatters. "Okay. Bury your head. They are going to reclaim the Healers that you stoned. I've sent for Kyra. Soran was not so lucky… Your accident has caused him to undergo a growth spurt. Tish has also grown. She is no longer waist high. Oh… and she is a female… no longer a neuter. No one has seen Dobby or the birds…but the Tent wouldn't allow anyone to Enter."
A slithering drew his head up, as his nictitating membranes drew across his eyes.
Kyra slithered into the room. "Oh… Holy Shit, Of course you would have to be a bigger snake." Her tail looked longer than he remembered. "So… you said something about translation?"
"I don't speak snake." Hermione turned and sat on the coil as she removed her blindfold.
"So ask, and I will…"
$* I can still understand English. It's just my speech that is Shite.*$
"Okay. He understands English. It's just that his speech is shit." Kyra slithered into the gap between his coils.
A mage, in gray dress, entered and approached while four others drug the Frozen Healers away. "Do you know what I am?"
$* Mage*$ Harry tasted the air around the man. $* Master…just short of Adept. Otherwise not really, but judging by the shiny on your breast… law enforcement?*$ Kyra parroted him in real time.
"Good. I am a Silver. So… what happened to knock out the entire Academy?"
As translated by Kyra… "Ask the Kyree. She has the whole story."
"She reported that you were called in to undergo a ritual and while it was successful… you still blew up the Wards." The Mage sneered.
"Say that again." Hermione snapped around.
"He blew up the Wards." The Silver blinked at the kitty girl.
The Massive snake threw his head up and made a deep hissing noise. Kyra turned to look up at his head, before looking at Hermione. "Why is he laughing?"
"Craftmaster Smythe bet that he would blow up and survive the Year." she grinned, her canines flashing. "He has now blown up. Now he just needs to survive the coming year."
"And you called him Fate's Bitch." The Silver glared at the kitty witch.
"Yes. Is that all you have to ask?"
For now " the mage sighed. "But others will be by to Question and evaluate you." He exited.
Over the next week, masters and specialists on every subject would drop by to Question him, poke and prod him and to ask for a sample here or there. Most he agreed to, but some he denied and violently.
A group of six master mages worked with him to get his magic under control and to shield his thoughts as he had opened his Mind Speech Gift, but that was the only gift he had.
Hermione also awakened her Mind Speech Gift, but she also had something referred to as 'Misty Step'.
SPRB
One morning, Hermione was out walking the stone tiers from the fresh air market back to where Harry was trying to get his magic under control.
"Ah… there you are Miss Granger." A Voice she was not wanting to hear. "Let's get you back to where you belong." [Stupify[Portus]
: Harry! Albus!: Hermione sent as everything went dark.
SPRB
: Harry! Albus!:
Her panicked cry just before she was silenced triggered the Battle Mage in his Core. The Massive Snake exploded out of the room they had placed him. While the doors swung inward… a three ton angry snake is not stopped by mere stone and wood. He moved with a speed that the humans at his side had trouble keeping up, but two jumped onto his back and rode him into the sunlight.
He cleared the ledge of the tier he was on as his great feathered wings unfurled and he gained height and dove to where She was just minutes earlier.
: Get me to Scotland…NOW!: His 'mind voice' roared across the City.
"We can't. We are gathering our forces, but it's humans only." A sliver junior who would often drop by to flirt with Hermione and Kyra spoke.
Tish had returned to Snow Point with Kyra to attempt to find the birds and Dobby. Susan and Daphne were working with their Masters to find out what went wrong with the ritual.
Harry glared at the Mage, before he closed his eyes and focused on his Human form. His flesh rippled and he folded in on himself.
He found himself on one knee, in a Superman Landing position. He stood slowly. "I said I was going. I either go with you or I go alone. That old fool has Hermione. I will burn England to get her back… don't make me burn this city to get there."
"You think you are above the Law?" The Young Mage reached for his magic.
"No… but he is the Law." The scarred Sliver stepped out of the crowd. He tossed Harry his pouch harness. "Get dressed, Humans wear pants. What you are going to do about that tail…"
Harry Summoned a pair of his yoga trousers and rubbed a rune, stepped in to them and they fitted themselves around his tail. He looked at the rainbow wings over his shoulders, he snorted. He handed the harness back to the junior silver after he pulled out the Map.
"I can get us to the Castle if you get us to London. I can get us in unnoticed and have a method to tell where everyone is in real time. My magic is unreliable, but I can do the little things."
The Commander called his unit to order, and they opened a Gate to an Alley in the London meat packing district.
Harry looked at the man who handled the traveling. "Okay… that's one way of doing it." Night had fallen. Harry stepped to the Curb and raised his hand and thought of the Knight Bus.
With a bang and a weeze the purple triple decker bus appeared off the curb.
"Welcome to the Knight Bus…" Stanley Shunpike was reading from the same card as the last time the bus had picked up Harry. The card was so old and faded that the printing was unreadable.
"Hey Stan." Harry swung up on the bus. "We are going to Hogsmead. Double pay if you get us there at the next stop."
"Hey Neville." Stan blinked at the young man. "Or should I say…"
"And triple with silence." Harry growled.
"Did you hear that Ern… triple if we can get these gents to Hogsmead."
Once everyone was Seated, the bus weezed, backfired twice, and zoomed off into the night. Five minutes later, Ern eased the Bus into the Township of Hogsmeade.
Harry took the ticket for the ride from the Conductor, scratched out
"Barchoke. Pay the Bearer of this note thirty three gold." He then slammed his Potter ring into the ticket.
"That should be acceptable. Or when I return in June, I will double it." Harry followed the others off the bus.
The bus vanished into the night.
"That's the worst ride I can imagine." one silver grumbled.
"Yeah… but the ones built it don't even know what a rubber duck is." Harry led the way to Honeydukes.
Five minutes later they were in the cellar.
"And where is this secret door?" The Commander asked the lad.
Harry looked at the boots on the Mage. "You are standing on it." As the Mage stepped aside, Harry gripped the ring and lifted the hatch into the air. He handed the map to the Female Silver. The Activation phrase is 'I solemnly swear I am up to no good.' Like I said Real time."
As she activated the map her partner whistled. "We could use something like this for the City."
"I'll get you the contact details for the makers." Harry climbed down into the darkness.
Harry felt when they crossed the Ward Line… and was met by the Four Ghosts.
"Lord Potter. What brings you here?" Nick asked.
"My Queen was taken by an old Fool. I will have her Back or the Castle will Burn." His eyes flared.
"She is in the Dungeon. Three doors past the Slytherin Common Room." The Baron spoke up. "The redhead potion Mistress has poured something down her throat… but the lass sleeps."
They stepped aside.
Harry led the way out of the Hunchbacked Witch and to the Stairs.
£ Intruders!£
Harry looked at the glowing red eyes of Miss Norris.
£ Your Slave finds us, and we will have to silence him.£ Harry let the cat think that Harm might befall her pet.
£ Better Prey.£
Harry turned to look at the map. £ Stinky Feet is enticing a Witchling. The Broom room on this side of the Red Sleeping box. £
Miss Norris hissed her pleasure and tore off the way she had arrived.
"What was that?" The Female asked.
"Caretaker's Cat. Demon beast. To protect her Slave, she is going to lead him the other way. Double time. Beware, the third step down is fake." Harry turned and jumped the third step and guided the party to the Dungeons.
Outside the door, they found Blaise Zabini was sneaking into the common room.
They all froze.
"Lord Black." The Italian lad stood up and smiled. "Davis is worried about her cousin."
"I will have her write to her then. She is really living up to her Grandmother's legacy."
The dark lad nodded and stepped into the door and the wall slid closed behind him.
The third door was easily opened and they gathered the sleeping Mao…and exited out the front door…
Just short of the Gate, Albus appeared.
"Ah… Harry, I knew you would return. " He was waving his wand at the group. "Set Miss Granger down, and leave the boy and I will allow you to escape into the night."
"Get her out!" Harry yelled as his Wings unfurled.
"Oh Harry! What have you been doing?" Albus tried his Grandfather routine. "Swear fealty to me and I will guide you back to the light."
"My appearance, old man, is a result of the Basilisk Venom and Phoenix tears in my blood. When they ripped Tommy Boy out of my skull, my Core was trying to rip my body apart. So my Magic did the Only thing It could…" Harry let Go of the grip of his Human form…
And as he morphed into the winged serpent… all but the Commander, and the Female carrying Hermione crossed the Ward Line and vanished into the void of portkeys.
Seeing his only chance to control the boy slipping his grasp, Albus threw the one spell that he had sworn to never use… [Avada Kedavra]
The green bolt was flying at the two females.
Harry lunged, his wing reaching out and reflecting the spell back at the Headmaster.
Albus tried to block the spell… but his Field of butterflies was not thick enough. The Spell Bolt shattered the butterflies, the Wand, and impacted the Headmaster's chest.
The Butterfly Field were burned to ash, as the wand was shattered and scorched beyond repair.
After he deflected the spell, Harry had reversed course, and using his wings like arms, gathered up the Commander and the Females as he carried them across the Ward line… where the Commander's portkey pulled them into the void.
But Harry's luck was in play again and they were dropped somewhere that they didn't want to be.
Harry's last sight as he crashed to the ground was a black lizard-dog with white eyes and more teeth than a Dragon.
Darkness claimed all.
TBC