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"I believe that you just earned those points back Mr. Potter." She said with a minute amount of awe in her voice.
Harry gave a slight nod of his head in thanks.
"Perhaps you would care to try it on something larger than a block of wood?" Professor McGonagall conjured up a dining room chair and placed it at the front of the class. Harry transfigured the chair into a life sized blow up doll, this time he made it dance the waltz and he danced with it making the class laugh. "That...
"Good work Mr. Potter. Ten points to Gryffindor. Well done. For now, you may simply read quietly while the rest of the class makes the attempt."
The bell rang to signal the end of class and Harry put his supplies away. As Harry stood to leave, Professor McGonagall asked for him to stay behind.
"You’re bored." It wasn’t a question.
Harry blushed. "Am I that obvious?"
Minerva tried to cover her smirk. "Just a bit. What would you say is your skill level?" She motioned him over to her desk and called for a tea service. He had a free period after this class so he took the invitation with a smile. After she had poured herself a cup and took a sip, he did the same.
"I believe that I can perform all of the spells from sixth year, and maybe some from seventh. Professor I was not kidding you when I said I had extensive training over the summer. Many countries start magical training at five. When my tutors found out what Fred, George, and I knew...or actually didn’t know they were ap...
Minerva’s eyes went wide. "Five years old. Surely you are joking."
Harry gave a small smile and sipped his tea. "It’s completely the truth professor. Look at this." Harry sat his tea down and reached for his bag. He pulled out a brightly coloured book that had pictures of children running around it. "This was given to me to help me learn Ancient Runes. It’s a standard book given to sm...
Minerva looked at the brightly coloured pictures, that while fun, were functional as well. There were puzzles and various games all designed for a lil one’s mind. "This is amazing." She breathed.
"There are ones for Arithmancy, Potions, Transfiguration, Herbology...well you get the idea. Anyway, the way that I was taught was completely different, from how they teach at Hogwarts. Fred and George were not kidding, when they said we had to learn multiple ways on how to use the same spell." Harry sat down his empty...
Minerva nodded. "I will have some extra work for you to complete, so as to keep you engaged in the course. I would also like to duel with you using transfiguration." She held up her hand when he would have argued. "I’m well aware that you want no part in this fight, and I completely agree with your decision. The fact r...
Harry thought for a moment. "Very well." He conceded with a nod. He thought for a moment, and made a decision. "Professor. I know that I have been...cold towards you lately. I see how much the House has changed and I thank you for it."
"It is I Mr. Potter who should apologize to you. I have failed you time and again, but I give you my witches oath that from this day forward I will try my best not to fail you again.
Harry gave a small nod. "That is all that I ask professor." He stood to leave. "May I go?
As she watched Harry leave the room she sagged into her chair.
She thought back to the changes to the Lion’s Den and it made her smile a little. Her House’s marks had increased by leaps and bounds. The threat of losing a space on the team seemed to be working as a deterrent to fouling up. Her prefects were finding their new responsibilities taxing to say the least. Her sixth year ...
"Mr. Pettle. I apologize that I did not take into consideration that as a Pureblood heir your duties to your house would interfere with your duties as a prefect."
"It is of no consequence Professor McGonagall. I accept your apology and hope that we can come to an acceptable conclusion." He gave a slight nod in her direction.
"Absolutely." She nodded the same nod as he had given her. She had what could be considered a feral grin on her face as she held out her hand. "Your badge Mr. Pettle."
Jeremy Pettle looked at her like she was insane and stood to face her. "DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?"
Minerva simply raised a brow. "Jeremy Pettle. Former sixth year prefect, who lost the title of prefect because of his heir responsibilities. Your badge Mr. Pettle.
"Minerva." Albus called in a warning tone.
The Deputy Headmistress however kept her focus on Jeremy, while the entire hall watched. "This is a dispute between myself and Mr. Pettle. I would appreciate if you would keep your nose out of it Albus." Her Scots Brogue coming out quicker than usual. She had seen the boy trying to slyly go for his wand.
"It would be a mistake Jeremy to continue to try and reach for your wand. If you would care to take in your surroundings, you would see that I am well and truly covered."
Jeremy turned to see the wands of Lee Jordan, Granger, Longbottom, and four Weasleys pointed at him. With a gulp he put his hands in the air.
McGonagall nodded her thanks to Harry who looked murderous at the Pettle boy. "Your badge Mr. Pettle."
Jeremy removed his badge; aware that the entire student body was watching him. He was furious but he knew there was nothing that he could do. He handed it over to his head of house. "My apologies Deputy Headmistress. I was out of line."
"It is of no consequence." She smirked as she threw the line back in his face. "However. Your housemates aside, you would be a sniveling mess before you even fully drew your wand. I am old Mr. Pettle. Not incapable." She headed towards the teacher’s exit with the pride and dignity of a woman who had seen many things bo...
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Severus Snape was able to get the Headmaster’s attention. He gave a quick significant look to his left arm and the Headmaster gave a slight nod. Severus stood and made his way from the teacher’s entrance to his quarters and donned his Death Eater uniform. He flooed to Malfoy Manor.
The Potions Master found himself in the "throne room’ of his other master and quickly bowed, while kissing his hem.
"My Lord." He said in reverence.
"Severus. My slippery friend. Tell me what news you bring to me."
"My Lord. Hogwarts has called for a Warden. Something that has not been seen in many centuries."
Voldemort narrowed his slit eyes even further. "Explain."
"The castle has called upon a champion. It is the American you are probably aware of known as Carmen who was only here to visit her brother for a short time. She has worked in a secure unit of the ICW." Severus knew it was coming.
"Crucio!" Voldemort held the spell for a few moments and then released it. "Why have I not known of this change Severus? You are my spy for that old fool after all."
"My Lord." Severus said after he tried to regain the use of his limbs and breathing. "I have sent you correspondence frequently. I have received no response back." Severus said gasping for air.
Lord Voldemort looked pensive, as he sat back on his throne. "Very well. I will deal with this slight against me later. For now. Give me a detailed report on this new... Warden."
Severus bowed, while still clutching at his right side. "She is not like the Aurors we have convinced and manipulated over time. She has no problem killing to meet her aims. She however has a few ideas that are similar to our long term goals."
Lord Voldemort raised a brow. "That would be?"
"She celebrates what we call the olde ways. She believes that all magical blood is precious. She has told me that many countries around the world check in on all magical children to see that they are happy and healthy. Whether they be from all magical families, or Muggles. She even mentioned to me that in most countrie...
Lord Voldemort stood from his throne and paced. "You will try to get her on our side. What of her brother? Would he be persuaded to join our cause?
Severus hesitated for a moment, but then shook his head. "No My Lord. While he agrees with his sister that our current situation in this country is "ridiculous’ in his words, he would not actively fight against you either. According to him and his sister... "it aint our problem.’ Severus scrunched up his nose at having...
"Of that we shall see. What news of the Potter spawn?"
"I beg your pardon My Lord, but there is a memory that you should see. You are aware of the abuse he suffered at the hands of the muggles?"
"Of course. Mostly Rumour. The Prophet has not done a story yet. Get on with it!"
Internally Severus Tobias Snape was smirking behind his Occlumency shields. "If you have a pensieve My Lord it would take much less time."
Lord Voldemort nodded at Lucius, and watched as the blonde Lord left and returned with the pensieve.
Severus put in his memory of Potter on All Hallows Eve ranting about the celebration of the death of his parents. The potions master knew what was coming next.
"Crucio!" Voldemort aimed his wand true at Lucius. "He could have been on our side if not for your pathetic spoiled son. You will take him in hand, or I will!" Then something happened that made Severus’ blood boil, but he did not even twitch. Voldemort aimed his wand at Narcissa and cast the same spell. Severus was in ...
"Crabbe, Goyle, Malfoy." He sneered Malfoy’s name. "Avery and Gibbons. Tonight, let us have some fun with the muggle filth.
Severus watched as the attacking party disappeared and then gave a brief look to Narcissa. She gave a brief nod of her head that indicated that she was alright. It was killing him, but he knew he had to go. If he didn’t they would both be dead. He gave one more brief nod in her direction and left out of the side door, ...
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And once again Carmen was bored.
This all started after lunch. She was having a nice conversation with Justin Finch-Fletchley about his time in China. She had met his mother once through her security work and was interested in how he found the differences in the two different cultures. She was just about to finish her Diet Coke, which she had shared h...
"We’ve got incoming unknowns!" She yelled as she jumped up.
The staff immediately stood, and some of the students that she would occasionally train with, stood on guard as well.
Carmen cocked her head to the side and sighed. "False alarm folks. It’s seems that your esteemed Minister and some friends are paying us a visit." The newly proclaimed Warden still had her hand on her weapon just in case, but went back to her lunch all the same.
The doors to the Great Hall opened and in walked the school board, a few aurors, the Minister, Lord Malfoy, and a woman so old that she made Dumbledore look like a toddler. Carmen still sat at the Hufflepuff table acting like she didn’t have a care in the world, but inside she was calculating multiple strategies.
"Welcome to Hogwarts Cornelius. Would you care to join us for lunch?" The Headmaster greeted in a jovial tone.
"No thank you Albus. We are here on official business. It has come to our attention that a foreign national has attempted to take over the school. We are here to arrest her for subversion." Minister Fudge said with a pompous air.
Professor Dumbledore merely raised a brow. "You are aware of course Cornelius, that a full panel of the Wizengamot is required to make such a determination."
Cornelius hated this man. He knew every rule in the book. Mainly because he helped to write them at some point. "Er..."
"And as Chief Warlock, I would have been made aware if a full seating had taken place."
Cornelius continued to fumble around his words. "Now see here Albus! I erm...I am the Minister of..."
"For Magic Cornelius, and I would like to keep it that way. Or should we defer to Her?"
Cornelius Fudge blanched. No no no they couldn’t go that route. Damn Lucius Malfoy and his ideas. He came to his full, albeit short height. "It won’t have to come to that. It was a simple misunderstanding. We have not had a position such as this in quite some time, it was just confusion run amuck you could say."
Albus gave a short nod. "I’m glad you can see reason at least. If not common sense. If you and your party would care to look around you, you would see that there are over seventy wands trained on you."
The group of adults slowly turned around to see the students had taken a stance to protect Carmen. And Carmen because she was...well Carmen, decided to be petty. She gave a beaming smile and a little wave.
And Morpheus with the face palm.
"My Lord Black." Luna dropped into a curtsy. Her ankle was still a bit sore, but working out with Harry and his friends helped a lot.
Sirius bowed back. "Miss Lovegood. I hope that you are better."
"I am My Lord. I just wanted to thank you for what you did for my father."
Sirius shook his head. "There is no need child. Xeno and his daughter deserve the best."
Luna gave another curtsy and retook her stance of protection. Lord Black had taken the time to put some of the most...evil? Wards on their home. Add to that what daddy already had there, well it wouldn’t be pretty.
"Siri. What’s going on?" Harry asked his Godfather.
"Bullshite as usual." Sirius muttered out of the side of his mouth.
The Minister was able to finally come to grips with what was happening around him. "Er...yes well. Perhaps I was a tad hasty. We merely wanted to meet the new person in charge of security...um..."
"Cornelius you idiot. Do you think that I have nothing better to do?"
"Madame Marchbanks..."
"Stuff it!" She said in a gravelly voice. "Well where is she?"
Carmen stepped around the students. She gave a respectful bow to the old woman. "Lady Marchbanks. It is an honour."
"Well girlie you sure did put the canaries with the kneazles. Let’s get this over with. I’m too old to play politics. Get me a chair would you? None of these fools had the decency to help an old woman." Everyone including Sirius looked ashamed. He was even kicked in the calf by Harry.
"Well you know how politicians are. If it doesn’t suit their needs they don’t care." To make the coming storm less volatile, Carmen produced her wand and conjured an ornate squishy armchair with a foot rest. She purposefully made it slightly higher than normal, so that the Lady Marchbanks could stare at everyone in com...
"Well. On with the show!" The Lady Marchbanks said from her throne. It made Dumbledore’s chair look like a stepping stool.
"So...right. If the students could please return to their common room..." Fudge began.
"Nope. Everyone fourth year and above gets to watch." Carmen clapped in glee. She was currently sitting at the foot of the Lady Marchbanks’ chair. "This is a fine opportunity for the older students to learn how the school is run, and by extension their government." Lady Marchbanks and the rest of the staff began to tra...
Severus tapped Morpheus’ ankle with his foot when he went to hit himself again.
Back to why Carmen was bored.
She was currently ignoring this blow hard of a politician. He droned on and on about a proper British education. How it was in the best interest of the students to only have those who attended Hogwarts in the past to have such a prominent position blah blah blah. Hogwarts was the premier school in Europe yada yada yada...
"Oh is it my turn? Goody! Caille."
Caille had appeared and handed Carmen an item that resembled a book, on the table that Carmen had conjured, and a nice ladies brown attache case.
"You know me so well my friend."
"Hey it’s why I get paid the big bucks." She winked and vanished.
"What was that?" Fudge asked.
"She is my friend and assistant." Carmen began to resize the book and pull out some papers from her case which she copied. "Now first off. I call bullshit." She said while looking at the Minister.