Trinity: Omniverse Traveling Cat 35 The Showdown Of The Century Finale

"I received a call from Hogwarts for an Aurors presence immediately." Without another word, she enters the fireplace and Floo away, closely followed by the four others. When they appear, the five of them were shocked to see the state of the transfiguration professor who once again leads them away, mindlessly.

As much as they tried to ask what happen, they couldn't extirpate a single word out of her, so it was in an uninformed group who arrive in the great hall with a bloodied Heir Potter, an unconscious Lady Potter with a crushed wrist and a bloodied and unconscious Dumbledore.

"What the h.e.l.l happen here!" Was bark Moody and quite fitting the situation. Seeing that all gaze turns to a young boy, five intimidating gazes fall on him. Completely unphased by them, he pointed at Dumbledore.

"Your all are here because I required your presence after the Headmaster fall unconscious for his botched Legilimancy attack on me."

Hearing him, their frown deepen as an attack while a serious accusation, his difficult to prove.

"How could you be sure that was an actual attack?" Gruffly ask Moody.

"The old man sends a mental probe, I invited him in before shredding the mental probe to nothingness." Hearing him, Madam Bones and some senior students couldn't help but wince at his word, if true, his action could leave some serious damage, for a wizard of his age, those sequels could be damaging.

"Why don't you tell us everything that happens to lead to this." Demand the Head of the DMLE.

Nodding at her, he starts to narrate the entire event that leads to this, in between, he reiterated his act, taking out the parchment, Skadi and ask the same diagnostic to the Medicwitch. Under the shocked eyes of the Aurors, the same result show and thus making his following action all legal. Lily wand was checked with a priori Incantatem showing the banishing charm.

Hearing the legal charge that he intended to press again the present party, the Aurors transcribe on the place the order of arrest toward Lady Potter and the Headmaster before they were lead away, Lily in a holding cell and Dumbledore to St Mungo in the mental trauma ward. The equal charge was raised against James who was equally take away by another of the three Aurors still here.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Head of the DMLE was present, he was able to obtain legal proof of his complaint that was sent to the board of governor with Chione's help. As the commotion finally die down with the departure of the Aurors, it was a badly shaken deputy Headmistress who announces the annulment of the morning cla.s.s. After a late breakfast, the first years were lead to their common room while a good number of older students raid the Owlery and a literal flock of owls could be seen exit the premise of Hogwarts in continue for the next half hour.

In each common room, the single subject of conversation hovers around concern the showdown between the first year Gryffindor and the myth that was Dumbledore. Like in the biblical fight, the giant was taken down by the simple human, successfully engraving his name in History for coming out of it alive.

For each House the reaction where different. In Slytherin, he raises to the rank of a powerful and dangerous ent.i.ty after their head of house shares some light upon his past. That a fellow Pureblood had taken down the pillar of the light made his reputation soar among them, the fact that he was a Gryffindor throw away.

In the Ravenclaw nest, the students couldn't help but dissect the previous scene, every word, every gesture, every reaction took apart, a.n.a.lyzed, and cla.s.sified. No matter what his own words were resounding heavily in their minds, empowered by his victory.

The badgers in their burrow as for them were clearly shaken and didn't know how to react until the few muggle-born voices few timid arguments in favor of his word as of the treatment of past relatives during the war, leading the rest to side with Alex by unity when he raises his voice in for them and refusing to bow down against power, becoming an honored Badger without knowing.

It was the Lion den that was the heaviest impacted by the byplay. Most of the older students were of light families themselves of the staunchest supporters of Dumbledore, the other part, muggle-born who have to grow to idolize the man. Of all of them, he had swayed the younger while the other didn't bugle of their holding, unwanting to question ingrained teachings, showing the sheep mentality of the Britain wizard world.

As for the very wizard in question, was admiring his new possession. What no one had realized was that Dumbledore still had his wand in hand when he cast his probe, unconsciously channeling his magic in the wand and actually casting the spell. When he had shredded the probe, he had made Dumble release is holding on the wand, both physically and magically. The wand thus recognizes this has his lose and switch his allegiance to a new bearer.

When now one look for it, Chione had dived for it, taking it to his room, before returning to the hall and take the letter away. With but a shard of the wood, he had absorbed everything he could from it and send Bilby and few elves fetch every fragment of elder wood they could found in the Island.

While they were going after the elusive wood, Hogwarts slowly regain his calm, lunch was served in a subducted ambiance and cla.s.s process smoothly with students still under the effect of the morning event. The first essay was handled to complete and the castle moves toward diner before everyone return to their common room.

In his private chamber, Alex was surprised to see Fawks appear in a fireball in the middle of the room while he was completing his essay on herbology and charms. Seeing the phoenix, he retrieves a block of silver and acacia and creates him a perch, a water bowl, and an incurved plate for a possible burning day, along with a small container who was rapidly filled with Trinidad Moruga Scorpion pepper.

One could ask why he possesses the strongest pepper of his time? Simple, along with few others he had to send Bilby for them in a boring day to a.n.a.lyze them and see if he could create a spicier one. The result was still under study but he knows that he was near. Since he doesn't have use for them, they became yet another cultivated spice had to the granary. Since he possesses quite a few he wanted to see if Fawkes would actually interested in them, seeing the phoenix happily gorging himself in them, he must.

Once done with its meal and trilling happily before plucking himself one of his feather tail and leave it in the incurved plate before vanishing in another fireball. Skadi completely ignoring the entire show was making rolls on his bedsheets.

Not too long after the phoenix departure, a group of eight elves pops in the room, bringing with them a little stack of elder wood branches. Thanking the elves before sending them off in his territory he takes a sample of each before successfully founding a match from his previous shard. He calls Bilby once again and asks that if he was still existing and not heavily protected, to take the tree back to his territory and promote the elf who found it. Since he couldn't give them gifts without them becoming fountain, he creates a little hierarchy for the entire population of elves, and rather than punishment, he would promote or demote elves on their behavior and achievement. Since it makes them happy and gives them an actual physical sense of worth, even to the point he hears from Bilby that it was an easier way for them to found a mate.

Taking out his new wand and the 'old' one, the corresponding branch, and the willingly given phoenix tail, he takes them all in his palm and closes his eyes and palms. Rather than willing the change he let his magic freely running and mix with his power. He knows that magic his sentient in its own way after witnessing his own claim.

So rather than forcing magic to his binding, he let it run freely, taking its own shape under its own run, submitting to them. At first, he only feels a light p.r.i.c.king in the back of his mind, understanding it, he opens his shield, letting magic course through is mind unrestrained. As the flow grows to a trickle and slowly increases to a raging torrent, he didn't act, knowing that if it wanted to harm him he would long be dead.

He was so much concentrated on the flow of magic in his being that he didn't feel the shift in the wand structure, absorbing part of the branch before the acacia wood of his previous wand. The dragon heartstring was left behind as the phoenix feather melt in a liquid state alongside the Thestal tail hair, fusing together in a dark red blob of liquid who soon melt in the mixed wood and soon joined by seven drops of his blood.

It's 15 inches length reduced to 13 inches, its color changing from pale white to light faded red hue and darker craving coursing the entire straight length in a stylized design. As the two kinds of the wood combine and reduced to a smaller size without losing any ma.s.s, it compact on itself, adding st.u.r.diness on it.

Once his final form takes, he feels a slight shift in his magic path, cutting the leaks and boosting the rate and power of the flow. At last, a deep green glow shown enclosing him in a coc.o.o.n before blending in him and the wand. As the flow withdraw, he feels the bit of soul obtain from the locket to follow and settle in the wand, producing a rancid black smoke out of it, making him open his eyes

The moment the last bit of smoke exit the newly created wand, a window pop out.