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Ch 101 A Friendly Match
Britain, St. Mungo's Hospital
"Dumbledore, we discovered Proudfoot and his Team at an abandoned Alley," Fudge informed the Headmaster of Hogwarts on what they discovered. He patted his forehead with his Handkerchief, having something else added to the stack of unexplained things on his plate. "The Wizarding Community hasn't seen this of a mess since that Dead Apostle attacking Diagon Alley or the Incident with that Vampire and the Church all those Years ago."
Dumbledore looks at the Minister of Magic, hearing based on the tone of his Voice how despite the situation is. "Cornelius, I understand how flustered you and your Office must be. But now isn't the Time to be in a panic." The Old Wizard said, remaining calm despite receiving information about another Incident,
"Right now we need to evaluate and determine what to do regarding this situation," Dumbledore said as the two arrived at the Room where Proudfoot and his Aurors were being treated.
When both Wizards opened the Door, they saw many Beds with Bodies covered by White Blankets. Many of the Blankets were stained by Blood and some had the Victim's Hand out.
Dumbledore was speechless, he had never seen this many Dead Bodies in one Room other than the Time with the Vampire Attacks and the Church's involvement. Shaking his Head, the Headmaster proceeded to ask questions, "Were there any survivors from this Attack?" He asked the Minister.
"Y-Yes," Fudge responded, still shaken by the number of Dead Aurors before him. "However, he went unconscious a few minutes after speaking with him. But not until he told me what exactly happened to Proudfoot and the Team." The Minster gulps, wishing he was awake to tell the Headmaster instead of him.
The Old Wizard looked at the Fudge, curious about what the Auror had said about the Attack. "What did he exactly say regarding the Attack?" Dumbledore asked,
Fudge gulps, answering Dumbledore's question. "That the same Dead Apostle who Attack Diagon Alley is the one responsible." The Minister informed him,
Later that Day, Dumbledore returned to Hogwarts just in Time to see the Students finishing packing for the Summer Holidays.
The Headmaster walked down the Halls, wanting to speak with a certain Professor regarding the next Year. He was heading to the DADA Classroom only to see the Person he wanted to speak to exit the Library,
"Professor Tonelico," Dumbledore called out to the Lostbelt Servant, curious about why she was at the Library. "I would like to speak to you about something." He said, surprised that this entire Year the DADA Professor was still around. Maybe the Curse of the DADA position is just a coincidence.
Morgan turns around, seeing the Headmaster approaching her. "Headmaster Dumbledore, is there something the matter?" The Berserker asked, wondering what's this about.
Dumbledore knew that Morgan was up to something, however, he's yet to find any evidence that she was doing something. Regardless, she must be kept an eye on despite his opposition to this decision. "Based on the Test Results from the OWLs and NEWTs, I believe Hogwarts would like to offer you the Position of DADA teaching again for the coming Year." He offered the Lostbelt Servant.
Morgan just smiled at Dumbledore, a smile he can't determine. "I'm happy to hear that was your decision, Headmaster." She said to him. "From what the other Instructors have told me, many Professors who held my Position have had things happen to them."
"Those were just rumors, my dear. Regardless, your teaching method has improved the Students' scores on their Final Exams from the previous Years." Dumbledore said, playing nice with the possible Spy. "We would like it to continue to improve the Students' learning here."
"Very well, I shall continue working here in Hogwarts for the foreseeable Future," Morgan said, shaking the Hand of the Old Wizard, happy that her plan had worked in her favor. Now Chaldea has a foothold in Hogwarts.
Wandering Sea,
There were many talks between Servants and Staff about the Volleyball match between Harry and Ritsuka. Many were excited since it's been a minute since they had anything entertaining in a while.
"How interesting, I shouldn't have not expected this much of a turnout in this Event." A blonde Woman with Emerald green eyes wearing silver Armor and a white fur cape said,
"Oui, this is so exciting, Lion King!" Marie smiles at the Divine Spirit. "Not every day that we would see the Petiti Maitre and master go against each other in this Friendly Game of Volleyball."
The Lancer looked at the Queen of France, "Indeed, I'd be lying if I wasn't interested in this match of theirs." The Lion King stated, finding it intriguing to hear about. "I wonder if master will go easy on the Child."
Marie giggles, knowing how their master is. "Most likely, but I bet master would probably not want to hold back." The Rider commented on the upcoming match. "This is his favorite Sport to play,"
The Divine Spirit nodded, agreeing with Marie's comment. "Yes, you are correct, Marie."
Moriarty stood in the Observation Deck, watching over as the Simulator Staff input the Data for the next Simulation on Ritsuka's request. "I must say, this is unprecedented for master to do this, but then again it is master." The Ruler commented on the situation.
Koyanskaya sighs, doing her best to schedule some appointments for this little divergence. "You're telling me, it's lucky that I was able to squeeze this match into the Schedule." The Alter Ego commented, rechecking the Schedule for any mishaps she'd missed.
"Come now, Koyanskaya, is there really anything to worry about?" Morarity asked the pink-haired Woman, smiling at her.
"Tell that to me when you have the duties of a Secretary, Moriarty," Koyanskaya grumbled, giving the former Apostle a blank expression.
Moriarty merely shrugs as he stands and watches the Simulator activate. "Hai, hai, I'll tell you when that happens, my dear."
In the Hallways, Van Gogh walked down the Hallway, headed to the Simulator for the Match. "Heheheh…Harry and master at playing Volleyball. Not every day it happens, I'm excited aren't you Tut?" The Foreigner turns to a light-skinned Boy wearing a large Purple Egyptian Crown and white garments around his waist. In his Hand was the Scepter he always carried.
"Hmm? Oh yeah, I don't know who will win this match. Either master or the young master would win, Van Gogh." Tutankhamun, the young Pharaoh of Egypt commented, hearing much from the other Children Servants. "I'm getting excited just thinking about it."
Jack came running in with Alice, meeting both the Foreigner and the Archer Servants in the Halls. "Oh, Goghie Tut! Are you two heading to the Simulator?" Jack asked the two, assuming that's where the two were headed.
"That's right, there's a lot of People who are talking about it; almost like it's master's Birthday," Tut commented, remembering how big of a deal that Day is within Chaldea.
Alice smiles, turning her Head to the Simulator. The Caster saw many People heading over to the Simulator, "We better head into the Simulator before the seatings are filled." The petite Girl said to her fellow Servants, wanting to get the best seats in the House.
Van Gogh nodded, agreeing with Alice on her notion. "Y-Yeah…let's get the good seats before they're taken." The Foreigner said, ushering them to hurry.
Tut nodded, looking at his fellow Chaldean Servants. "Lead the way Jack," The Pharaoh smiles at the Serial Killer before him.
"Alright! Follow me!" Jack giggles as the group of Four headed to find their seats in the Simulator.
Within the Shadows, a Figure smiles holding a Pink Potion in his Hands. "Things are sure loud this Time around…must be because of the Volleyball Match." The Servant smiles, mixing the Potion in his Hands. "Well, I do hope you enjoy yourself, young master. Because things will get interesting…"
Within the Locker room near the Simulator, Harry changed his clothes to something suitable for what his Father planned.
Harry wore a white T-shirt with the Chaldean Logo on the center of his Shirt. He also wore black Sport Shoes so he could easily move around in.
The young Heir of Chaldea looks around him, seeing the Simulator was now projecting an image of a Gymnasium complete with Bleachers and Basketball Hoops hanging from the ceiling.
The young Boy was amazed by the quick work the Simulator Staff did in the Simulator. What was once a lush Forrest he attended the Tactics Class with Cheng Gong and Wu Zetian along with the Servants who help in the Class.
"Wow, the last Time I was in here it was a Forrest." Harry looks around, feeling like he is back at his Primary School. "The Simulator looks like a School Gym!" The young Boy exclaims, still impressed by Chaldea's Technology.
"Fou, Fou," Fou responded, sitting on the young Boy's shoulders.
Harry looks around, seeing a lot of Servants gathering on the Bleachers. All were spectating over the match between both him and his Father,
Ritsuka turns around to his Son, smiling at him. "It's supposed to be, this is what the Gym at my old Highschool looked like before I applied to work in Chaldea." The black-haired Magus explains, feeling nostalgic when he looks at the Simulator of his Highschool Days.
"Dad?" Ritsuka shook his Head, looking down at his Son who called him.
"Ah, sorry just thinking back to when I was attending Highschool and the Volleyball Club I joined," Ritsuka smiles at Harry before walking over to the Volleyball Court. He picks up the Volleyball off the ground, tossing it in the air before catching it in his Hands.
Ritsuka turns to his Son, asking him something. "Speaking of School, I know you played Badminton before with the other Children Servants but have you ever played Volleyball?" The Magus asked the black-haired Boy.
"I learned a bit from my Gym Class back in Britain, but nothing that could compare to your experience, Dad." Harry looks up at his Father, having little experience than Ritsuka.
Ritsuka reached out, ruffling his Son's hair in response to his answer. "That's good enough, Bud." He smiles, "To be honest, it's been a while since I've played but the basics I got it down." He stated,
"Now, are you ready Harry?" Ritsuka asked, placing the Ball under his Arm.
Harry nodded to his Father's request before asking him something in return. "Uh, why are you doing this? I know you want me to experience School Life, but I thought you were going to teach me your Magecraft." The black-haired Boy asked,
"You already know a few Spells from the other Servants and a few Simulations with the best Strategist in History," Ritsuka said to his Son, seeing that his training as a master was going well. However, I figured you might need a break from all those Mage and Tactics Classes and enjoy something fun with your Dad. Plus, it would help with collaborating with other Servants." He smiled at his Son.
"Collaborating?" Harry asked as he turned his Head to the Volleyball Court. His eyes then caught a glimpse of who was standing near the center of the Court.
Standing at the Court was a familiar Face; however he was different at the same Time. "Yo, so you're the young master that I keep on hearing about." Harry saw a blue-haired Man who had his Hair tied at the back, he wore a blue Celtic Bodysuit with two Silver Shoulder Armor,
"Cu Chulainn?" Harry called out to the Servant,
Cu Chulainn raised a brow at the black-haired Boy, "So you know me already then…" The blue-haired Man groans at the lost First expression. "Damn, here I thought I would be the First-oh wait, you met my Younger self then."
Harry gazed up before replying to the Hound of Ulster. "Yes, I met Sentanta and your Caster version too."
"Fou, Fou!" The Beast nodded, confirming what Harry said to be true.
The blue Lancer sighs, a bit disappointed in himself that his other Selves have already met the young master.
"Lancer, there's no use in complaining about what your other Counterparts did." A familiar Tan Man in a red Coat stood beside the blue-haired Servant.
Harry smiles, recognizing the Tan, white-haired Man from the moment he saw him. "Mr. Emyia! I didn't expect you to be here." The young Boy looks at the Counter Guardian.
Emyia gave a small smile, answering the Heir of Chaldea's sentence. "I'm always accompanying master and Mashu wherever they go. I am Chaldea's Head Chef, usually, I stay in the Kitchen preparing Food for the Staff and everyone else." The Archer explains to the young master.
The Archer then gives a smug expression to the Boy. "Where do you think those Breakfasts and Lunches were prepared by?" Emyia asked Harry, giving a hint on who was responsible.
"B-But I thought Nemo Baker was the one responsible for cooking on the Storm Border?" Harry asked, always assuming that Nemo Baker was responsible for the spread he saw in the Cafeteria.
Ritsuka chuckles, answering his Son's question. "Baker isn't the only Chefs in Chaldea, sure some tend to stay at certain Outposts around the World like the American Branch and Japanese Branch." The Chaldean Magus explains to his Son. "Emyia just so happens to be my Personal Chef, but he tends to stay out of view from People and stick to the Kitchens."
"Ahem, I think that's enough, master for an explanation," Emyia stated, a bit embarrassed that he was outed like that.
"Heh, you aren't so great at hiding your intentions, eh Nameless." Cu Chulainn grins at his Rival standing next to him.
Emyia rolled his eyes at the blue Lancer's comment, "Do shut up, Lancer." The Red Archer said to his Rival.
Harry could sense the strong Rivalry between the Two Servants. He turns to his Father, asking him about the Two's relationship. "Um, Dad, are they going to be alright?" He asked,
"Yeah, don't worry about it, Hars. These Two always have this strong Rivalry," Ritsuka said, shrugging their relationship off. "It's best you mind it off,"
Ritsuka then clasped his Hands together, moving on from the Lancer and Archer's interaction. "Anyways, Harry for this match to work, you need to choose Two Servants that are going to be on your Team." He explains to the young Boy on what they're doing.
"This Volleyball Match will help you learn how to work with others. Unlike the Tactics Course with Cheng Gong and Wu Zetian, this will teach you that on Future Missions, despite being a master; you and the Servants are one and the same." The Chaldean master continued to explain the purpose behind this Match.
Harry nodded, understanding what was expected in this Match. He turns his Head, seeing Zhou Yu and Takeru sitting among the rest of the Servants who are watching the Match. "Remember, Harry. You can only choose Two Servants that'll be on your Team."
"Right," Harry looks at Takeru, seeing they have more experience in playing Modern Games than Zhou Yu. "Um, Takeru you're going to be on my Team." He called out to the Saber Servant.
Takeru heard their Name being called by the young master, they turned to the Archer and smiled, "Welp, it seems that I'm needed, Zhou Yu. Be sure to cheer for me and the young master." The Hero Boundless Azure said to the Strategist.
Zhou Yu nodded, still rather new to this Volleyball Game. "I'll do my best, Saber." He looks at his master, smirking at him that he got this.
Ritsuka nodded, seeing the Saber walking over to the Court. "That's one; now who is your second choic-"
"Excuse me." Harry and the others turn to the end of the Bleachers, seeing a brunette Woman wearing a white and black School Uniform with orange detailing, black leggings, and shoes. Around her next was an orange ascot, she also wore a Futuristic Jacket like someone in the Military along with the Hat on her Head.
"I'd like to volunteer to be on Harry's Team, Fujimaru." The Woman asked her master/Kouhai as she stood up from the Chair.
Ritsuka looks at the Servant, wanting to make sure with her. "Are you sure, Hakunon?" He asked his Senpai,
Hakunon nodded with a bright smile, wanting to lend her aid to Harry. "I am, Fujimaru, I'm also curious about your Son's development." The Moon Cancer said, explaining her reason for wanting to join Harry's Team.
The black-haired Magus looks at Harry, "Hars, do you want Hakunon to join your Team?" Ritsuka asked,
Harry looks at the Moon Cancer before smiling at her assistance. "I don't mind," He said, welcoming the AI into his Team.
Soon Hakunon and Takeru stood before Harry, allowing the young black-haired Boy to properly greet Hakunon. "Um, thank you for offering your help, Hakunon." Harry thanked the Moon Cancer.
"Of course, both me and my other self have been curious about you since you visited Seraphix." Hakunon smiled, glad that she finally met the rumored Heir of Chaldea.
"You were on the Seraphix Oil Rig? How come I didn't see you there?" Harry asked the Moon Cancer, curious oaboutwhy he didn't see Hakunon.
Hakunon cleared her throat, answering the Boy's question. "Well, you see both me and my other self were ensuring that BB's influence doesn't leak outside of the Oil Rig." She explained before realizing something. "Ah, silly me I forgot to introduce myself." She placed her Hand on her chest as she introduced herself to Harry.
"I am Kishinami Hakuno or Hakunon to better distinguish from my Male Counterpart." Hakunon introduced herself to the young master. "I'm a Moon Cancer, somewhat similar to BB and Rani VIII in an administrative role in Chaldea." She informed the young master of what she did around Chaldea.
Harry nodded, having a good idea of what Hakunon was like now. "Oh, that's cool. It's nice to meet you, Hakunon." He greeted the Moon Cancer back before Takeru spoke out.
"Hey~ if you two are done with introducing yourself to each other, we got a Game to win," Takeru called out to both the young master and Moon Cancer.
Fou leaps off of Harry's shoulders, heading to where Mashu is, sitting next to Sirius and Remus.
A few minutes passed and both Teams were ready, standing at the opposite ends of the Court.
Mashu held her Hand over her Mouth while her other Hand held Fou. "You got this, Harry-kun!" She called out to her Son, wanting to be supportive of him.
Sirius stood up from his seat, cheering for his Son and Godson/Grandson. "Harry, Ritsuka! Do your best!" He waved his Arms, showing his support like all Parents do for their Children.
Remus chuckles, never seeing his Friend this hyped up before. "I know you want to be supportive for the both of them, Sirius. But please sit down before you fall over." The Werewolf grabs Sirius before he topples over.
In the Observation Room, Lorelei Barthomeloi looks down at both the Chaldean master and his Son. She chuckles to herself, finding what she sees to be amusing. "Rather an unorthodox way to teach One's Heir, but amusing nonetheless." The Vice-director of the Mages Association commented, observing the Match with a few Mages beside her.
Cu Chulainn smirks, stretching his Arms to the side, ready to proceed with the match. "Get ready Kid, I'm not going to hold back just because you're going to be my Future master!" The Lancer smirks at Harry,
"Do remember to hold back a bit, Lancer." Emyia gazes over to the Child of Light, removing his Red Coat and revealing his black skin-tight sleeveless Shirt. "Harry is still a Human, he can't handle a Volleyball that you might hit with your Strength."
"Got it, got it. You needn't tell me twice, Nameless." The blue-haired Lancer clicked his tongue,
Takeru laughs, crossing their Arms at their Opponents. "Just don't hold back too much, Emyia, Lancer." The Saber asked, not wanting the Two Earliest Servants of Chaldea to go soft. "You can go all out against me or Hakunon here,"
Hakunon merely chuckles, raising her Hand. "Hahahaha, please try not to go too hard on me." The Moon Cancer said with a wary smile. "I'm not that great, but I'm willing to try my best to give you all a challenge."
"Alright, only to me then," Takeru said, wanting a good challenge from them.
Ritsuka chuckles, hearing his Servants being competitive as always. His Sapphire eyes gazed across the Court, seeing his Son laughing lightly at what he heard from the Servants. "Hey Bud, are you ready to play?" He asked his Son,
Harry looks at his Father, smiling in response. "Yeah! Let's play, Dad!" He said as Sion blew the whistle to begin the Match.
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