Kapitel 58: Chapter 58- A deal, talk between teachers and Halloween

Harry's POV

The next two weeks past by quickly, he kept his routine and his progress continued in almost everything.

His transfigurations was almost caught up to his magical control.

His blacksmithing is almost at the level of working on shields and armors.

His Occlumency with Snape's technique is almost at a level where the desire that is shown in the mirror look real as before it always seemed to be either disordered and in a mess like couple of dreams smashed together or a blurry image of what he was trying to wish for.

His Occlumency with the 'fire in a winter storm' technique also got better as his ice walls got thicker and taller with his every night putting all his magic to create the wall, making sure if anyone wants to break the wall he would have to use a lot of magic.

He even had only one last book before finishing his biology studies.

The only thing that didn't progress was his work on the Fidelius Charm as he couldn't find any book explaining how magic interacts with souls or anyone he trusted completely so he can use the charm and see how it works.

Which was a thing he didn't know which teacher to ask without raising warning signs, as the only student he knew of who asked about souls was Tom Riddle.

After almost two months of craziness, Harry was really waiting for the time turner he implode about to Daphne

October 29th 1992

Daphne's POV

As she swallowed down her last bite of breakfast, she saw an owl flying toward her with a package and as she saw it was from her father, she felt that is she hadn't have training since the age of five at how a pure blood heiress should behave she would have squealed from excitement.

Fro the last almost two months Daphne was in a state of waiting.

After reading what Harry told her a few more times, she wrote to her father a version of the things they talked about, just with out his name (as after his family disinheriting him, no pure blood would agree to work with him), the fact she taught him their family's Occlumency technique, and that the knowledge he told her about is muggle.

She did tell him about Harry's problem in not having enough time to research, and her dad told her he would find a solution and as she trusted her father not to let her down, she wasn't worried at all, but she was really impatient to start already.

She quickly opened the latter attached to the box with her name on it.

'Dear daughter,

After sending the last letter about your sister's disease and the idea of solution the mysterious student gave you, I used the time to do two things, get you the magical object you need to convince the student to help you, and research this DNA as I have never heard about it.

After two months, I completely failed in the second objective.

In fact, if you haven't told me he took an unbreakable oath, I would have dismissed him as a lier, instead I would give you until the end of the year to give me some proof it is real, or you won't get any other help in this subject until you finish the O.W.L.s.

As for the first objective, while I wasn't able to get the magical object I wanted to get, a magical object which would give more time.

I was able to acquire an artifect called the fast-reading glasses which should make him read twice as fast, it is the best I could accomplish in such short notice, get your helper to agree to it and tell him if he can provide proof I would get the other magical object.

Yours truly

Father.'

As she read the latter, Daphne couldn't help but panic, what would happen if she couldn't get Harry to agree? What if they couldn't find proof and she would have to wait to sixth year to start searching for a new way to save her sister? 'No!' She thought 'This would work, it has to!' As she thought that she saw Harry walk with his friend to breakfast.

"Hey Harry, can I talk to you alone?"

Luna's POV

As Luna watched Harry telling her to save him a sit and leave with Daphne Greengrass, she once again looked at her friend's aura in wonder.

While most people aura didn't change by much from day to day, with the student's becoming from weak to average and more compact as they grow, Harry's aura was changing every day.

His power was growing everyday, making the only people in school more powerful are the headmaster, the Charm Professor And potion Professor. And he was on the way to catch for the last two.

As for the compactness, he was almost in professor McGonagall's level, which meant that control wise he is able to become animagus! In second year! And while all of that was amazing, the most amazing things were the changes his colors experienced.

Most people either has no color in their aura or only had one but he had several.

When she first saw him, he had red and yellow aura with green intertwine, yet as of two months ago he got a hint of blue in it.

She really wished to know what those colors meant especially as the hint of blue he got was the same Daphne Greengrass got.

And what is disgusting feelings she got when she saw them walking together?

Harry's POV

As they went into the empty classroom, his excitement was through the roof, he was sure the box she held had inside a time turner.

"Harry, listen..." he didn't like how it started.

"I haven't managed to get a magical artifact to give you more time in a day, but I did manage to get you an object to use time more effectively." She opened the box and inside was glasses "It is called a fast-reading glasses and it let you read twice as quick, I know it isn't what you asked for but I can promise you that if until the end of the year we can show some progress I would get you the other object."

As much as Harry was disappointed, he really couldn't bring himself to say no, as he really wanted those glasses.

"If I don't get the other object after I show results I'm out!"

He could see relief wash over her face

"So you would help me?"

"Yes."

October 30th 1992

19:30

Teacher's lounge

Severus's POV

There were only the four head of houses in the Teacher's lounge, talking among themselves.

Since the start of Hogwarts, having all the heads together without the headmaster could have meant only two things:

1)they were planning on replacing him, just like with Eupraxia Mole who decided that potions and herbiology are useless which led to the third Hogwarts Professor's rebellion, or the second one against Dexter Fortescue, and we just don't mention the first.

But if there was one thing they all had before they started was the head of the houses gathering.

2) it was the time of the year to choose the student who would get the chance at using the time turner to go to 4 classes or more next year.

As much as it sounds stupid, every year, when it wat time for the yearly gathering, Severus hopes this year the gathering would be about kicking the headmaster out of school.

"Minerva, please tell me you thought about it and decided to finally listen to me that it is the dumbest thing to give anyone a time turner to anyone, especially for children."

"Severus, do we must do it every year?"

"Of course not... you can listen to me this time."

"This is tradition!" As every year since Severus joined the conversation became part of the tradition.

"From a time they didn't understood the dangers of time travels! You can kill your past self or even just prevent her from making the time jump thus trapping us in an unending loop of time just before a student wanted to take more then three classes, which is the dumbest thing as divination is with a scammer and the muggle teacher has never had an actual conversation with a muggle.

And even if the universe doesn't break, by going so much back in time, the student in the fifth year has lived for 18 years!"

"Something we explain!"

"To children!"

"Okey, are we done?"

"If I once again haven't managed to convince you then sure, let's start debating which of the students we would take years of their life's."

"Just like every year, as the new classes next year are throughly theoretical, we choose from the top ten of last year's theoretical grades."

"We can take mr. Longbottom," Filius said "as while his scores were in the top ten, not only was he the last one, he also had help from Ms.Granger."

"If so, we should also take out the Slytherin study group as the reason for their scores is that they study to everything together" Pomona said

"Agreed" the other two said together

"That leaves ms. Granger, mr. Peverell, ms. Padma Patil and Ms.Li, we should ask if they want it before coming to decision."

"No," Severus said, not surprising anyone as he did it every year. "I can help you choose students from your house but I won't let you give this device to any student from mine, so mr. Peverell wont be told about it."

As they finished the meeting Severus had a smile on his face as he pervented another Slytherin from making such a mistake.

October 31th 1992

19:30

Marcus's POV

Marcus had terrible start of the school year.

He had two new stolkers following him - Ginny and Collin and it made Lockhart give him 'detentions' to help him with his fame, and while it was appreciated at the first month, as everyone realized he was an idiot, his pride at being his 'apprentice' became shame.

In addition to that his new private tutor was Malfoy and every lesson he lost 30 points for being a 'dunderhead', something that made him lose over 200 points.

If all of that wasn't enough, instead of being in the Halloween feast, celebrating his victory over Voldemort, he was at the Dungeons in a deathday party.

Just as he and his friends were in the way toward the grand hall, Hermione had to go to the toilet, so they went to the closest one in the second floor as Mirtel was at the death party.

Just as they arrived they saw Mrs. Norris looking dead.

For a few seconds, they didn't move. Then Ron said, "Let's get out of here."

"Shouldn't we try and help—" Neville began awkwardly.

"Trust me," said Ron. "We don't want to be found here."

But it was too late. A rumble, as though of distant thunder, told them that the feast had just ended. From either end of the corridor where they stood came the sound of hundreds of feet climbing the stairs, and the loud, happy talk of well fed people; next moment, students were crashing into the passage from both ends.

The chatter, the bustle, the noise died suddenly as the people in front spotted the hanging cat. Marcus, Ron, Neville, and Hermione stood alone, in the middle of the corridor, as silence fell among the mass of students pressing forward to see the grisly sight.

Then someone shouted through the quiet.

"Enemies of the Heir, beware! You'll be next, Mudbloods!"

It was Draco Malfoy. He had pushed to the front of the crowd, his cold eyes alive, his usually bloodless face flushed, as he grinned at the sight of the hanging, immobile cat.