Chapter 10:The Serious Training Begins
The next day, Harry and Hermione's reunion was all over the school. They were getting congratulations and constant death threats for stealing Harry / Hermione from them. Okay, so there weren't many death threats, just five or six.
They were eating at breakfast one morning when the owl post suddenly arrived. Harry was surprised when a tawny owl made it's way to him. He never got owl post, unless something bad had happened. The owl landed next to the French toast in front of Harry and stuck its leg out.
Harry grabbed the letter off its leg as the owl let out an indignant hoot. Once Harry had the letter the owl took off in the direction of the owlery. Harry opened the letter to find he looking at the loopy handwriting of Albus Dumbledore:
Dear Harry,
I am writing to you to inform you that I will be teaching you the beginnings of wandless magic, and will take you to GH to teach you how to apparate. Also, Professor McGonagall will start to teach you how to become an animagus. I know you have not mastered the art of duelling to the extent I have, but I believe that with the help of wandless magic, that goal will be easily met and surpassed. Meet me at the Room of Requirement at 7P.M.
A.D
After rereading the letter to make sure he wasn't dreaming or had misread the letter, he gave it to Hermione and looked up at the staff table. Professor Dumbledore was looking down at him, his eyes twinkling merrily.
Once Hermione finished the letter, she launched herself on Harry and squealed in delight.
"I'm so happy for you Harry. You're going to learn wandless magic? That's supposed to be really complicated!" began Hermione, "And then you're going to learn to apparate before anyone else in our year. You're lucky. Then you're going to become an animagus like your father, I'm so proud!!!" finished Hermione looking at Harry fondly.
"Yeah, I'm so excited!!! Wandless magic seems like it might be a bit hard though…" said Harry.
"Don't worry, Harry. I'm sure you'll do great! You're a much better wizard than you think you are." Said Hermione.
"Thanks `Mione. You know just what to say." Said Harry, planting a kiss on Hermione delectable lips.
The kiss was short lived, however, as Ron took it upon himself to break it up before they got carried away. Harry and Hermione broke apart looking away from Ron, trying to conceal the faint beginnings of a blush on their faces.
"Sorry guy's, it had to be done. Didn't want a Public Display of Affection on our hands." Said Ron, grinning from ear to ear.
Harry and Hermione, seeking a way out of their embarrassing predicament, asked him what they had first up.
"Well, since we don't have that hooked nose freak for potions, that means that fate has put him in our next DADA class until our real teacher shows up. It had better be sooner rather then later," said Ron.
The teacher for the DADA hadn't shown up to classes yet and had been taught by Professor Snape. When they confronted Dumbledore about it, he said that their teacher was out on Order Business.
"I should hope so. One more lecture from Snape and I think I'll die. And since we don't have him in potions, he's docking the points away double time to make up." Said Harry praying to Merlin that Snape wouldn't be teaching them today.
It seemed that fate was with them today, as they met the pink haired metamorphmagus in front of their classroom.
"Tonks! You're our DADA teacher?" asked Hermione, glad to see the young Auror, "I'm so glad to see you, how are you doing?"
"I'm doing fine, though this is my first time being a teacher. I'm feeling kinda giddy." Said Tonks, her voice shaking slightly.
"That's great, I can't believe we're finally going to get a teacher with experience, other then Lupin of course." Said Harry shaking Tonks' hand.
"Watcher Harry. You're lucky I'm here; otherwise Snape would be making you take notes about throwing off being stunned. Where as I will be doing the practical work with you today." Said Tonks excitedly, "Well, better get in there and start the class."
Harry, Ron and Hermione followed Tonks into the classroom, barely holding back laughs when Tonks tripped over the leg of a chair. She stood up dusting herself off, a blush creeping onto her face.
"Well class, I guess you've now realised my clumsiness, right?" asked Tonks, which was answered with laughs, "Thought so. Well, my name is Nymphadora Tonks, but just call me Tonks. Call me Nymphadora and I'll glue you to the wall. Today, we'll be throwing off the stunner. By show of hands, who of you know the stunning spell?"
The entire class raised their hands, as they were all members of the DA from last year.
"Okay, well, you all know what happens when you cast a stunner. You knock the person out, more or less. What you need to do when throwing it off is when it is thirty cm away from where it is going to hit, you imagine the spell being absorbed by your body, instead of exploding on contact and stunning you. Do I have any volunteers?" asked Tonks looking around the classroom.
Harry raised his hand, a confident look overcoming his features. "Okay Harry. Remember, when the spell looks about thirty cm away from you, imagine it being absorbed by your body and kind of lean back with the spell, to help absorb it." Said Tonks, levelling her wand at Harry. "Stupefy!" she yelled, a red jet of light erupting from the tip of her wand.
Just as the wand was getting to close for Harry's liking, he leaned back with the spell, with the image of the spell being absorbed in mind. Harry felt the spell hit him, but he remained conscious. He opened his eyes, to find Tonks looking at him with a smile on her face. "And that, is how you throw off a stunner. Excellent work Harry. 20 points to Gryffindor."
"Now, I want everyone to write me a 3inches of parchment on how to throw off the stunning spell. The essay is to be handed in next Tuesday. Class Dismissed."
Tonks left the classroom in a hurry, going in the direction of Professor Dumbledore's office. Harry, Ron and Hermione left to go get ready for their next class, Charms.
When they arrived, they took their seats at the back of the classroom, awaiting Professor Flitwick. When he arrived, he announced in his squeaky voice that, today they would be charming objects to become transparent, and make them accessible for ghosts to use. "Now, the strength of the caster determines how long the object stays transparent. Things like food and liquids can't be changed, but almost anything else can be transformed. Take out a piece of parchment and begin practicing the charm. The incantation is Transferia. You may begin."
The sound of rummaging was heard, as the class looked through their bag for a spare piece of parchment. Harry pulled out his and practiced the slashing motion they were to use for this charm. He slashed his wand at the parchment, stating "Transferia!" A white light burst from his wand and hit the parchment, causing it to glow white for a second before becoming the pearly white of a ghost.
"Well done, Mr. Potter! You not only completed the spell in one try, but you beat Miss Granger in performing the spell, which has never been done in her six years at this school! 10 points to Gryffindor! Another 5 points to whoever performs the spell correctly next!" squeaked Professor Flitwick.
By the end of class, only Harry, Hermione, Neville and Dean had managed to complete the spell. Ron had managed to turn his to ice. Ron was listening while Professor Flitwick was explaining the charm, so he asked Seamus what the incantation was. Seamus had had told him the freezing charm by "Mistake!"
After dinner, Harry left for the Room of Requirement to meet Dumbledore. When he arrived there, he found a door there, which led to a room with nothing but a note and a key on a table in it.
Harry picked up the note and read:
Dear Harry,
The Key that rests on the table with this note is a Portkey that will take you to GH. That is where I will be teaching you to apparate, and the basics of Wandless magic.
You will come to The RoR every night after dinner and take a Portkey to GH, where after two weeks of training with only me, Professor McGonagall will start to teach you to become an animagus.
I did not mention, however, that I would also begin to train you in occlumency and Leglimency.
You may take the Key now.
AD
Harry put the note down and picked up the key, feeling elated that he would finally be going to his parents old home. He felt the tug behind the navel and was suddenly speeding forwards in a swirl of colour and howling wind.
He landed with a thud on a polished wooden floor. He looked around the large room, taking in its appearance.
There was a large fireplace on the far wall, with a roaring fire occupying it. There was a grate covering the fireplace. In front of the fireplace there was a classic looking sofa that had polished wooden legs, and had red and gold patterns on it. On either side of the sofa, were two reclining armchairs, facing each other.
Against the sidewall, there was a small table that had vases, lamps and other decorative features. The table was next to a door, which Harry would take after taking in his surroundings. Against the opposite wall, there was a window, which looked out onto the Village. The wall opposite the fireplace had another door, which was open this time. In the doorway was Albus Dumbledore.
"Well, I see you made it here safely, this is your mothers and fathers house. It has been restored, with added rooms. The door I am currently standing in is the room we will be training in. It has been made to absorb spells when they are hit. It is also very soft, should you be launched against it. If you will follow me…" said Dumbledore's calm voice.
He led Harry through the door, into a white padded room that would resemble a crazy room, had it not been for the Dark Detectors all around it. The room was so large; you could fit the entire Dursleys Household in it five times over, and still have room for more.
"I will be teaching you how to apparate before I teach you anything else, as it's probably the easiest thing you will be learning here. To apparate, you have to imagine the place you wish to go in your mind, than you just jump your mind there. Now, what I want you to do is imagine the space behind me, and try and jump you mind there. Hopefully, your body will follow." Explained Dumbledore.
Harry did what he was told, and imagined the space behind Dumbledore. He then pushed his mind behind Dumbledore. In the back of his mind he heard a faint `Pop' when he opened his eyes, he found himself right behind Dumbledore, but his legs were still in front of him. His professor simply waved his wand, and Harry's legs were back where they belonged, under his waist.
Harry attempted several more times that night, splinching himself each time. Dumbledore sent him back to Hogwarts at around 12 o'clock. His entire body aching, he made his way back to Gryffindor Tower.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Sorry it took me ages to update. I just answered a challenge, Making Her love Me is the response. If you read this story, please review!!!!! I'm really desperate for them, I'll beg!!!
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