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Chapter 23: Returning Home, Dueling, and The Request

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Quinn de-boarded the Hogwarts Express and peered around the platform, searching for his family. After strolling a couple of steps, he saw a young woman waving her hand overhead with a smile on her face.

Seeing her made Quinn quicken his steps and dart towards her. With a similar smile on his face, Quinn set down his suitcase and hugged her.

"I missed you, Lia," spoke Quinn into the hug. He felt his sister tighten her hug around him and say, "Me too."

After a few seconds, they parted, and Quinn was widely smiling as he looked up at her. "Did grandfather come?"

Lia shook his head and answered, "He is waiting for you at home."

As the two walked to the apparition point, Lia asked Quinn to point out the people he knew.

"Okay, that is Eddie Carmichael, you know my roommate. Oh, there is Marcus Belby, my other roommate... See that girl over there, yeah, that is Katie Bell; I met her on the train..." Quinn sighed at a comment from Lia, "Yes, yes, she is my first friend... Moving on... There are Cho Chang and Marietta Edgecombe, also from Ravenclaw, but I don't talk to them much... Oh, those are the Weasley twins I told them about. I don't like them that much, but I guess they are fine. Other than those, hmm... Cedric Diggory, Roger Davies, Penelope Clearwater, Adrian Pucey... they are a year older than me."

Though Quinn pointed the people out, he didn't introduce them to Lia as he wasn't particularly close to any one of them. Quinn had spent most of his free time in the Library and Room Of Requirement. So, his interactions with people were not extensive. But Quinn had cultivated the reputation as the helpful guy among his acquaintances.

When they reached the Apparition point, Lia took Quinn's suitcase and placed a hand on his shoulder before apparating away from the platform.

After returning home, catching up with everyone, and resting for a couple of days, Quinn returned to learning magic full time. Now that he had possessed a wand and had his grandfather's permission to use it, Quinn made the hall where Lia practiced her magic during her school years his second home. He spent all day long in that hall, and by mid-July, Quinn had finally cultivated the level of magic-focus required to cast seventh-year level spells.

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Quinn stood in the hall and took a deep breath. His magic core thrummed with magic. He looked at the empty space in front of him and concentrated, and the next second, things started appearing in front of him. Near the ground, a wooden base started forming, and seven feet above the ground, small gears, levers, and other delicate parts made from copper, aluminum, and steel popped into existence. With snappy speed, the wood structure built itself up from the ground, and metal parts appeared increasingly faster, assembling themselves to form an intricate mechanism.

Quinn smiled as he saw a longcase clock (grandfather clock) with a pendulum system stood in front of him with all its mechanical glory. A conjuration with so many moving parts; it required both magic and mental focus to conjure out of nothing. This was Quinn's best level of transfiguration/conjuration at the moment.

Feeling confident, Quinn spread his arms, and dozens of butterflies appeared in the air. Another wave of conjuration and dragonflies mingled with the butterflies. Quinn looked at the ground, and squirrels ran around the hall, climbing the clock in the middle of the room. Quinn still had to work on organic conjurations and could only conjure smaller animals.

When Quinn was admiring his work, he heard a knock on the door. When Quinn turned back and saw Elliot opening the door and entering the room with a pitcher of lemonade.

When Elliot looked inside the room, he saw nothing but Quinn standing in the middle of the room looking at him.

"Young master Quinn, it is quite hot today; please drink something," said Elliot as he poured a glass of lemonade for Quinn. Quinn received the glass from Elliot, "Thank you."

Elliot looked around the room and asked, "What are you doing, young master Quinn?"

While taking a sip from the glass, Quinn raised his fake wand and created a small block of ice on the floor. "Just practicing some charms." But then Quinn thought of something and excitedly asked, "Hey! Would you duel with me, please?!"

Elliot put on a thoughtful expression before saying, "Alright, but I have a few conditions."

"Do tell," said Quinn feeling good about convincing Elliot about having a duel with him.

"No lethal spells," said Elliot. Quinn nodded and replied, "Alright, let's specify a list of spells."

"Disarming spell," offered Elliot. Quinn nodded and added, "Sheild Charm."

"Full-Body bind." "Knockback jinx."

"Fire-making spell." "No, not happening" "Then how about Ice Jinx." "Agreed."

"Smokescreen spell?" "Only if we add Windy Charm to counter it."

"How about transfiguring ground into small objects to shoot it each other."

"Sounds fair, but no pointed objects. The same goes with Ice jinx, no pointed pieces of ice."

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Quinn and Elliot agreed upon a list of spells and then moved to the backyard for some room to move. They were alone in the house, George and Lia were out for work, Ms. Rosey had no interest in watching them fight, and Polly, the house-elf, was happy doing work around the manor.

Elliot and Quinn stood fifteen (15) meters apart, and both had wands in their hands; well, Quinn had his fake wand.

"Are you ready, young master Quinn?" asked Elliot as he pulled up his sleeves. Quinn nodded and jumped on his toes, "Yes, I am ready. What should be the signal for us to start?"

Elliot waved his wand, and a conjured feather appeared in his hand. "I will levitate this feather and then let it go. The moment the feather hits the ground, we start."

Quinn nodded and took a stance. Elliot levitated the feather to four (4) meters and then let it go. Both of them waited for the feather to touch the ground. Quinn started grinning in excitement as the feather got closer to the ground, and magic started to come to life in his body. Elliot stood calmly in his spot and followed the feather from his peripheral vision.

The moment the feather touched the ground, the two casted Stunning Spell as the first spell of choice. The flying jets of magic canceled each other. Quinn got ready to cast another spell but saw Elliot was one step ahead and had already casted a spell towards him.

"Oh shit!" Quinn used the Sheild Charm (Protego) to block against the spell. An invisible shield appeared in front of Quinn, but the moment Elliot's spell hit the shield, the impact made the shield visible with silverish tremors.

From his spot, Elliot kept on casting Stunning Spell towards Quinn and spoke, "Young master, isn't it a little too earlier for getting pushed to the backfoot? I heard that the young were aggressive."

Quinn gritted his teeth, and after a few seconds, canceled his shield, side-stepped the incoming spell, and casted a strong Knockback hex. That prompted Elliot to cast a Shield Charm of his own, but the moment the hex touched the shield, Elliot was skidded back a step.

"Oh ho, that was quite some power behind that young master, " Elliot spoke as he canceled his shields and deflected the upcoming spells with ease. The next opening Elliot saw, he casted a body-bind towards Quinn's feet, which Quinn dodged by jumping, and casted a Smokescreen spell to shroud the space between him and Elliot with dark mist.

Quinn moved to the right while casting multiple Smokescreens to thicken the shroud. He was waiting for Elliot to cast a Windy spell. The movement of the displaced mist would give Quinn an idea about Elliot's position.

But, as Quinn slowly moved, a jet of yellow and red shot out of the dark shroud and latched itself onto Quinn's hand like a rope, and it almost made Quinn's eyes pop in shock. It was the seize-and-pull charm (Carpe Retractum)

"What the-!" was all Quinn could say when the yellowish-red cord of light pulled Quinn into the dark mist.

On the other side of the mist, Elliot was waiting for Quinn to appear on his side so he could disarm him, but what came out of the mist was a huge chunk of ice that headed right towards him. The huge chunk of ice made Elliot drop his seize-and-pull charm and cast a shield spell to protect himself.

Just behind the ice, Quinn got up from the ground. 'Whew! That was some quick thinking I did.' When Quinn was pulled, he used the ice hex to create a block of ice and shot it towards Elliot.

Quinn looked around and saw the mist disappearing and decided to get aggressive. He stepped outside of the disappearing mist, and the moment he saw Elliot, he casted a spell chain of Full-body Bind Curse (Petrificus Totalus), Stunning Spell (Stupefy), and Disarming Charm (Expelliarmus).

Elliot had just recovered from his surprise when he saw Quinn's spell chain; he side-stepped the Full-body Bind Curse, deflected the Stunning Spell, but the Disarming Charm caught him dead-on and forced the wand out of his hand.

Quinn was so happy to see the wand out of Elliot's hand that he cheered while jumping madly, "Woohoo!" Quinn had won his first duel, and it bought him a whole lot of joy. After jumping in joy, Quinn collapsed onto the ground, spread-eagle. He felt the adrenaline slowly leaving his body as his chest heaved up and down.

Elliot walked to Quinn after collecting his wand and said, "Congratulations, young master. That block of ice was masterfully placed."

Quinn looked up at Elliot from his position on the ground, "The Ice hex was just an impulsive action. I have to say, the seize-and-pull spell caught me by surprise. Can we do this every day? Because this was thrilling!"

Elliot sat beside Quinn and looked thoughtful. "Well, I see no harm if we take proper security measures, but just to be safe, let's ask your grandfather."

Quinn sat up and replied, "I will ask him when he gets home."

That evening, George gave Quinn and Elliot the permission to duel, though not after some stoic and silent consideration. He also talked with Elliot to make sure Quinn wasn't overdoing things, and he was to make sure Quinn wasn't injured.

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From that day on, Quinn would duel with Elliot every day for some time, getting used to casting spells on the move while looking out for Elliot's movements.

Elliot also helped out Quinn with his words of wisdom.

"Young master, I am no dueling champion, but I can point out some obvious things that are common knowledge while dueling," spoke Elliot as the two met in the backyard for their daily dueling sessions.

Elliot waved his wand in a pattern, and slowly, a substantial amount of ground transfigured itself into a real-life lion that roared at Quinn, causing him to flinch and back away a few steps. Just as the lion came to life, Elliot canceled the transfiguration, and the lion turned back to dirt.

"Transfiguration can be used in a duel to cause harm or buy time, but let's say I used this transfiguration in a duel. If I chose my opportunity, I could order the lion to attack my opponent, and it would at the very least serve as a distraction. But, what if I did this?"

With a much simpler wand movement, the same ground changed into a lion, but it was not a real lion; it was the ground in the shape of a lion. The mud lion roared all the same and once again caused Quinn to flinch.

When the lion collapsed back into dirt, Elliot asked, "Young master, did you notice something different?"

Quinn nodded and pointed at Elliot's wand and spoke, "The wand movement was much simpler," he pointed at the pile of dirt and continued, "and the mud lion came to shape much quicker than the real lion."

Elliot smiled at the answer, "Yes. While dueling someone, there isn't a place for flashy moves. If you can accomplish what you want to do with less, then learn to do it. Saving energy and quickly finishing the fight should be the aim. Get in ready and get out quickly."

Quinn nodded as it made sense when magic was involved; a single killing curse (Avada Kedavra) could end someone's life instantly. There was no merit to draw out fights when a single spell could seriously injure you, or worse, lead to death.

Sometimes, Quinn also dueled against Lia, and he had to say, dueling against Lia was much challenging than Elliot. But that was just because she enjoyed toying with him while Elliot made sure that Quinn was learning something.

But she did teach Quinn something of importance.

Quinn and Lia were dueling, and Lia was rapidly firing spells in his directions. Most of the spells were not even hitting Quinn and passed by his sides. But, it was the barrage of spells that restricted Quinn's movement; he was too busy evading and block the incoming spells to attack.

A solid attack from Lia didn't come in the form of a head-on spell but as a trap. Quin moved a couple of steps to the left when his left foot sank into the ground and stumbled to the ground. Immediately after that, he was hit by a Disarming Charm (Expelliarmus) from Lia and was stripped of his fake wand.

"Dammit!" Quinn pounded the ground as he stood up and removed his foot from the soft patch of land.

Lia giggled in victory as she walked to Quinn and casted a Cleaning Spell on his clothes. "Did you like that? It was clever, right?"

Quinn stared at the soft ground before looking at Lia, "All of those spells were just a cover-up for this trap." When Lia nodded, Quinn once again spoke, "What if I had gone to the right?"

Lia smirked while answering, "As long as you didn't go back, you would have still fallen for my trap. I set up multiple of these all around you." She casted at multiple patched of ground, and all of them sank. "See? Any direction, and you were toast."

Quinn groaned but also thought that disrupting the balance of the opponent was an excellent strategy. 'But, I could do it better,' thought Quinn while he walked towards his fake wand to retrieve it.

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In the first week of August, Quinn wrote a letter to Flitwick regarding a request. He wanted sole access to one of the empty rooms in the castle. He wanted a base of operations in Hogwarts; the common room was too much of commonplace, his dorm room was too small and had the same problem of being a shared place.

The Room Of Requirement was the perfect private place, and it catered to his every need, but he needed a place that could be accessible to anyone. The Room Of Requirements was his secret, and he would like it to remain as a secret as long as possible. He needed a personal place for himself, but he could invite people there without causing a problem.

Quinn was going to a service where he would help the students of Hogwarts for a price. He would take in requests and ask for something of equal value in exchange. Quinn had the plan for starting out small by helping out people with housework, then move up and take more important requests that would put people in his debt, and slowly he would cultivate a network of people who owed him.

The main objective of this service was to build connections with people in all four houses. The Potters were different in this world, and he needed to adapt to that change. He needed eyes and ears to know what was happening in Hogwarts and stay ahead of the curve. Quinn was going to use this service to accomplish that.

It was a week later when Flitwick replied with a letter. The response bought a smile to Quinn's face. In his letter, Flitwick agreed to provide Quinn sole access to a Fifth-floor room as long as he assured it was to be used professionally and no improper activities would take place in the room.

Quinn immediately replied with a stern promise that he won't misuse the room and would honor the trust Flitwick was placing on him.

Quinn eyed the letter and smiled, 'With this, I am one step closer to becoming the most influential student in Hogwarts.'

Now, he just needed to wait for the school year to start.

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Quinn West - MC - At Home - 3, 2, 1, Let it Rip!

Elliot Dalton - Butler - Dueling Partner - Ah, the youth.

Lia West - Elder sister - Messing with Quinn is fun.

Filius Flitwick - Hogwarts - Professor of Charms - New Session. Busy. Request Approved.

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Chapter 24: Potters, Twins, and A.I.D

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In the second week of August, Quinn decided to go to Diagon Alley for his annual visit. He didn't have to buy the books, but he did want some potion supplies like cauldrons of different sizes and materials and Rune equipment.

Near the Floo-fireplace in the West Manor, Quinn stood with George and Elliot.

"Are you sure you would be fine on your own?" asked George as he was worried about Quinn going to Diagon Alley alone without any supervision.

Quinn nodded and assured him, "Yes, I will make sure to be careful. I have the portkey that you gave me," Quinn fished out a thin silver chain necklace from under his shirt, "I will immediately activate it if I get in trouble."

"Alright. And, you have your wand? Don't worry about the underage magic restriction; use magic in case of emergency. I will handle the ministry if they send you a notice." George didn't know that Quinn's real wand was locked in his suitcase, and the fake wand with him didn't have a trace on it. As long as Quinn was considered, he could do magic all day long in public, and he still won't get a single notice from the ministry.

Finally, George nodded and nudged his chin towards the fireplace. Quinn acknowledged, and with a last look of goodbye, he threw the floo-powder in the fireplace, watching it turn green, and spoke, "Diagon Alley." Then he stepped in and disappeared from the West Manor into the green jets of flames.

Elliot looked at George and comforted, "He will be fine. Quinn is a responsible child and wise beyond his age."

George sighed and replied while staring at the flames of the fireplace, "I hope so, old friend. I am just nervous because it is his first time going out on his own."

Elliot smiled and recalled, "If his letters from Hogwarts are any indication, then he loves to roam around the castle, exploring. It was just a matter of time before Quinn would have explored outside. And you are forgetting how much he pulled us during our travel with him; he wanted to see everything."

George fondly remembered the memories and chuckled, " I thought I was getting on with the age because the little fella never got tired and always wanted to do something new."

Elliot and George exited the room while reminiscing about the past.

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On the other side, Quinn was walking among the crowd of people in Diagon Alley. It was nice to be among this many people after being at the West Manor for a month. He missed being able to just look at a person and read their surface thoughts. Now, in Diagon Alley, Quinn had access to so many unprotected minds.

'Mr. Alan was right; this can get addictive.' Quinn smiled as he heard random stranger's thoughts. Quinn had discovered that people's thoughts at a market could be a fine source of humor. Some ladies were bitching about other ladies, children and men were pinning after quidditch brooms, and vendors/shop owners were mentally smirking about ripping off customers. Quinn could hear all sorts of fun things from the crowd as he weaved through the waves of people.

First, Quinn went to Gringotts to withdraw money and then went to the potion store to order cauldrons of different configurations and crystal vials. Crushers, made from different metals. Mortar and pestles of specific stones. Quinn was in the process of expanding his potion repertoire, and the ingredients and preparations were getting complicated.

After bargaining the price to the lowest price by reading the shop owner's mind and getting free shipping, Quinn skipped to the Rune supplies store.

Runes was an application of magic that utilized magic by means of language. Runes were symbols, graphemes, morphemes, logograms, hieroglyphs, and all kinds of scripts that supported magic. Each rune had its own name and a variety of esoteric meanings that represent the metaphysical concepts, the so-called genetic code of the universe. The user must understand the meanings of the runes and how they apply to their intended use.

But, you couldn't just take a pen and write runes on paper and expect it to work. No, you needed specific materials to make runes work. If you were writing runes on paper/parchments, you needed special parchment that sustained magic and specific ink blends that conducted magic. If you were etching runes into metals or wood, you needed carving tools that would help precisely etch symbols into the material. Staining solutions that would bind magic into the wood or mixtures that prepared metals for sustaining and holding runic magic.

Quinn also realized that a lot of magic branches crossed each other at some point. Charms coincided with Potions in ingredient preparation. Transfiguration concepts were used in Transmutation and vice versa. Dark Arts and Defense Against the Dark Arts were two sides of the same coin. Arithmancy was used in almost every field of magic. You needed to know how to brew potions for solutions to draw runes so on and so forth. Herbology was used in Potions and then in turn in Runic magic. Alchemy was even more complicated, but that would be a discussion for a different time.

After yet another victory in bargaining by employing legilimency,

Quinn happily exited the rune equipment store in Horizont Alley. Thanking the lax behavior of the magical world. He pitied the people who didn't know occlumency and were clueless to the dangers of being their minds read.

He looked around and thought, 'Well, I am done. I guess walking around wouldn't hurt. See if something catches my eye.' As he was walking the street, Quinn saw a crowd standing in front of the Flourish and Blotts.

Quinn got curious and walked to a person in the crowd and asked, "Hey, what is going on?"

The adult took a single glance at Quinn before turning back to look into the bookstore, "They are saying that the Boy-Who-Lived is in the store. People are waiting for him to come out."

Quinn raised his eyebrows at this piece of information, 'Potter, huh?' The reputation of Potters was much more prominent than canon Harry's fame. Potters have been active in the Britain magical world, so they had been in the public eye, unlike when canon Harry was isolated from the magical world.

Quinn thought about what he should do, and after thinking for a few moments, he smiled and yelled, "Make way, Hogwarts student incoming! Let me through... Yeah, I am talking to you; get out of the way... Hogwarts students, Hogwarts students. A Hogwarts student wants to buy some books! Get the hell out of my way, people!"

Quinn shamelessly pushed his way through the crowd and knocked on the door to get the manager's attention. The manager looked at the door, thinking it would be a person from the crowd, and wanted to scold them, but then he saw Quinn waving his hand at him with a smile.

The manager cracked the door a little and heard Quinn speak, "Hogwarts, want to buy books. I am alone, so don't worry about me bringing someone in the store."

The manager smiled apologetically and let Quinn in and spoke, "Sorry about all of this. I can't do much about the crowd outside."

Quinn shook his head and said in understanding, "Don't worry, I understand. Your business would go under if you refused to sell to the Boy-Who-Lived."

The manager smiled a little before asking, "Do you need help with finding something?" Quinn shook his head and replied, "Na, I am fine. You should stay here at the door; I would rather take time in peace than shop with people flooding into the shop."

After conversing with the manager, Quinn headed into the bookshop and made his way to the magazine section. He wanted to grab a copy of the magazines; Transfiguration Monthly and Popular Potions before taking a look at this world's Harry Potter, and if he was here, then the rest of the Potters would be here too.

He grabbed the magazines and was going to go search for the Potters, but the cover of Popular Potions caught his interest. "Ooh, they found a use for Doxy's saliva! So interesting!" but then Quinn stopped and reprimanded himself, "No! What are you doing man? You can read this later." Quinn slipped the magazines under his arms and then set out to get a look at the Potters.

The first person he found was surprisingly not a Potter, but a Weasley. Quinn saw Percy Weasley browsing through a bookshelf, and it made him wonder, 'Are Weasleys friends with the Potters? Both the parents were in Dumbledore's Order Of Pheonix.'

Quinn slipped past Percy and shifted the shelves to find a Potter and found a Potter. He found the smartest witch of her generation, Lily Potter. She was just as the books had described her; a beautiful woman with dark red shoulder-length hair and almond-shaped green eyes. Quinn has once wondered if the green eyes were such a big deal, but looking at Lily Potter's green eyes made him realize that Harry Potter's green eyes might just be his greatest feature because Lily's green eyes were really mesmerizing.

She was reading a book, so she didn't notice Quinn staring at her. And he also decided that he had stared enough and moved on to find his next target and once again found the Weasleys, and this time he found three of them; Arthur Weasley, Molly Weasley, and their youngest son, Ronald Weasley. Quinn stopped and heard what they were talking about, and the conversation was about Ron whining about wanting new books while Molly was having nothing of it and saying that he would use the twins' books, while Arthur was standing there silently, not saying a word.

Quinn could understand Ron not wanting hand-me-downs from his brother. No young child wanted to use hand-me-downs. But with the Weasley family's financial situation, new books were not an option. Education was an expensive affair, after all.

Quinn sidestepped the heated family discussion and walked to the next row of shelves. He immediately came face-to-face with the Weasley twins, and they recognized him. They walked close to him and spoke, "Quinn West." "Ravenclaw." "Smartest in his year." "Top of his class." "And, we meet him here at the bookshop." "Not a surprise at all."

Quinn smiled at the twin talk and greeted, "It is nice to meet you two as well. The crowd outside is insane, isn't it?"

The twins nodded and answered, "The Boy-Who-Lived is here." "The people want to see their savior." "To think they don't tire of surrounding him after ten years." "Speaking of." "Did you see him?"

Quinn shook his head answered, "Not yet, but I did see Mrs. Potter. She was reading a book. Who else is here?"

"Potter Twins." "Mr. and Mrs. Potter." "Us, Weasley Twins." "Percy, our brother." "Ron, our younger brother, and our parents." spoke the twins with perfect synchroneity

"Do the Potter-Twins speak like you two?" asked Quinn, to which they snorted in unison, "No, those two are opposite to each other." "You will understand when they come to the school." "We are one of a kind." "It is a pity." "We could have used them to prank McGonagall." "Alas, it is not possible."

Quinn chuckled and thought about something before fishing out a business/calling card from his pocket and handed it to the twins. The card was black in the background with gold writing. It was the card for Quinn's consultation service that he named as A.I.D. It was a simple card with the letters A, I, and D, and under it was the room number and floor of Quinn's new room of operation.

"What is this?" asked one twin.

"If you want a solution to a problem or any task that needs assistance, or if you want any information you want to know, come to this room, and I would help you for a price. It doesn't have to be money; I can work with IOUs (I owe you). Just make sure to only come to this room when there is a golden {IN} written on the backside of the card," explained Quinn. He had charmed the card to show an {IN} when he was available for consultation.

The twins tilted their heads and asked, "How do we know you can get the job done." "And, keep things a secret." "How will you gather information?" "Are you any good?" "Why should we come to you?"

Quinn smiled and motioned them to come closer and whispered, "I am good. Do you know why? Because I know about the map that you guys have. What was it? Marauder's map, and ah, what were the words?" Quinn smirked and quoted, "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." Quinn felt elated seeing the twins' stunned and silent faces and continued, "Think what would happen if one of the people you pranked know about the map and tattled to the teachers. The map must be quite important to you, right?"

The twins looked at each other, and one of them spoke, "The map is useful, but we don't need it that much." They had turned defensive and were trying to not seem nervous.

Quinn's smile widened and continued, "Oh well, then you won't mind if McGonagall knew about the secret passages, would you? Or, are they also not important?"

The twins sucked in sharp breaths and blurted, "Okay, we understand!" "You are good." "No, you are great!" "We kneel before your prowess." "We will come to you if we have any problems."

Quinn chuckled and finished, "Good, now if you see someone having a problem, come to me, and I will give you one of these cards to give to them. Only people with the card would be able to enter the room." He patted them on their shoulders and said, "Now I will go and get a look at the rest of the Potters. See you later. Let's hope we can work together in the future."

He walked past them and waved them goodbye without looking at them.

In one aisle, Quinn came to find the Potter father and son duo. Quinn could see the stunning similarity between them. The only difference Quinn could see was their eyes.

The father-son duo was looking at the book, Curses, and Counter-Curses. [Bewitch your friends and befuddle your enemies with the latest revenge: Hair loss, Jelly-Legs, Tongue-Tying, and much, much more.]

It was a classic book for a prankster, and from the look on their faces, Quinn could understand the personality of this iteration of Harry Potter.

'He is going to be a pain in the ass, isn't he?' If Harry Potter was anything like the younger James Potter, then there were chances that Harry would go around the school pranking people.

'I wonder if this Harry would have a saving people thing,' wondered Quinn. Harry Potter's willingness to help people and charge into dangerous situations was one of his good(?) qualities, but Quinn also thought, 'But... if he doesn't head into those situations, maybe it will be easier to solve those problems all by myself. One less variable less to worry about.'

He left them alone and headed to find the brand new unknown addition to the Potter family. Lily and James were dead in the canon, but this one didn't exist at all. And, in the deepest corner of the bookstore, Quinn found her. He had seen photos of her, but all of them were black and white in color, so Quinn noticed she had the same dark red hair but longer than her mother's and stopped above her mid-back, and her eyes were startlingly green.

Ivy Potter, the twin of Boy-Who-Lived, the Potter Princess, was sitting on the floor holding a book in one hand and imitating wand movements with her other hand. She was engrossed in her book, just like Quinn had seen her mother do a few minutes ago.

If Harry Potter was going to be like James Potter, then from Quinn's first impression of Ivy Potter, she was definitely going to be Lily Potter.

Quinn didn't say and just observed the anomaly in front of him, wondering what role she would play in the future. But if one thing was for sure, then it would be that she would be an integral part of the future, all Potters would be. They were at the center of things in Britain.

Quinn snapped out of his thoughts when he heard footsteps heading his way and decided to leave the spot and walked away. He didn't notice that the red-haired girl also heard the footsteps causing her to look away from her book. When she looked up, she was able to get a clear look at Quinn as he was leaving.

She wondered who he was, but her mother's voice interrupted her thoughts. "Ivy, it is time to go." And she wouldn't recall the black-haired boy until she would see him at Hogwarts.

Time passed, and it was once again time for going to Hogwarts. Time for Quinn's second year had come.

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End of Volume 2: Hogwarts: Year One

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Quinn West - MC - Created the consultation service A.I.D (Assistance In Distress)

Weasley Twins - Masters of Twinspeak - Holders of First-Gen A.I.D cards.

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