A/N - Here's chapter 25! We get to hear about Aberforth's role in the story, and the Guard has another meeting, where it seems clear that there may be divisions in their collective thought. With Aberforth's information, you'll see that Harry is planning a trip . . .
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CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Viktor's Influence
Harry looked at the old and grumpy man in surprise. He remembered seeing him in the Hog's Head, and thinking he looked like a dodgy version of his brother Albus. He did not have the long silver beard that Dumbledore had, but rather a smoky, and tattered grey one.
`You're Topher's man in the Department of Mysteries?' Harry asked disbelievingly.
`I am Mr. Potter' Aberforth answered easily, letting down his hood to show a top of grey and wispy hair.
`But . . . how?' Harry questioned. Aberforth, as Harry knew, was a very shady person. Dumbledore himself said he did not know much about his dealings, only that he got into trouble for something involving a goat, of which Harry did not wish to learn about.
Topher smirked, and looked at Aberforth, who nodded his head. `I told you he would be inquisitive. Harry, you know that Aberforth is a member of the Order?'
`Yes.'
`Well, his job has been a very secretive one. He started this before you were even born, and has continued on with it.'
`What, trying to find the Book?' Harry asked, Aberforth shushing him for mentioning the Book so openly, even though it was just the three of them.
`Not exactly. Perhaps it's best if you tell him' Topher suggested to Aberforth. He agreed, and looked at Harry over his spectacles, which resembled Dumbledore's. They were half-mooned, but the top of them was not a straight line, but rather curved upwards to make non-congruent ovals.
`It was decided a while ago that I would research and find out what is hidden in the Ministry for Magic, particularly in the Department of Mysteries.'
`Why?'
`At the time it was needed to help Albus, since the Guard seemed bent on inaction' Aberforth informed.
`The Guard?' Harry asked.
`Yes, the Veneforbis Guard. It was, and still is, a very secretive organization that protects the most powerful and dangerous objects in the wizarding world. About sixty years ago, the rise of Grindelwald was starting to worry the Guard, and they ordered the closure of the Department of Mysteries. Grindelwald was interested in an object hidden within the Department and Albus wanted to find out, but the Guard would not allow him access. So, Albus asked me to try and research on the Department, so he could understand what Grindelwald was looking for. Fortunately, Grindelwald became careless, and Albus was able to subdue him.'
`So you've been researching for over fifty years?' Harry questioned, Aberforth shaking his head.
`No. When Grindelwald was imprisoned, said I could relax on my research. I wished to continue since I did not get far, but the Guard found out about my research. They dismissed the members I knew and were getting information from, and made up that story of me and that charmed goat to discredit me to the public.
`When Voldemort began his rise, Albus was sure he would be inspired by Grindelwald. Grindelwald was known for being interested in powerful magical objects, and Albus knew Voldemort was much smarter, and craftier than Grindelwald.
`So, when Albus started the Order of the Phoenix, he asked me to continue my research, working around the Guard since I was out of favour with them. It was then that I bought my bar, the Hog's Head.'
`You needed to research the Department of Mysteries, so you bought a bar?' Harry questioned with a raised eyebrow.
`My short time working with some of the Guards allowed me to see that Unspeakables enjoy certain places, and the Hog's Head was one of them. A dark, uninviting, and-most importantly-empty bar is just what the Unspeakables like. Going to a place like Three Broomsticks is great when you can talk about your work with friends and coworkers, but for Unspeakables, it's the last thing they want.' Aberforth rearranged his cloak, and continued on, looking at Harry with his chalky blue eyes.
`So I bought the bar and started working there myself. It allowed me to keep as low a profile as the Unspeakables themselves. At first, I stayed quiet, and just got used to the usual faces. As time went, some became more talkative, knowing I was as secluded as they were. I started asking simple questions, using the excuse of an old and rather disheveled man wishing to know of more excitement.'
`And this is how you did your research? By asking men at a bar?'
`Yes, and earning their respect. They knew who I was and eventually learned I was a member of the Order of the Phoenix. Some shunned me away for questioning them, however the better ones understood the needs of the Order and my research. After Voldemort returned a few years back, Unspeakables were ordered not to discuss anything to outsiders, but many of my patrons discussed things with me, knowing my long history.'
`You see Harry' Topher put in, allowing Aberforth a break, `Aberforth has never been in the Department of Mysteries. Albus kept Aberforth very much in the loop with his research on ancient magic, and so introduced me to him. I have been making trips to Hogsmede, and Aberforth has been making inquiries to his patrons on items I ask him to.'
Harry wondered when Topher mentioned a friend in the Department of Mysteries, but he never thought that it would be Dumbledore's brother.
`You said your contact was actually in the Department' Harry declared.
`Yes, well, it was important that Aberforth's identity remained quiet while he talked to the Unspeakables. I said he was in the Department of Mysteries, because then if anyone overheard, it would be almost impossible for them to find out who it was, since Unspeakables are hard to find and there are a lot of them' Topher explained.
`So . . . what have you found out?' Harry asked, eager to hear.
`Much. The Unspeakables I've talked to say the Ministry is having terrible security issues. The security guard has had to be replaced sixteen times this month alone.'
`Sixteen times!' Harry repeated.
`I know, the news is not good. The Unspeakables have all but sealed the Department of Mysteries on worry of Death Eater attacks. They have to undergo dozens of checks by other Unspeakables before they are allowed to enter the Department, for fear of Death Eater spies or people under the Imperious Curse. So far, they have caught at least thirty people trying to get in. One got as far as the Planet Room before they realized he was cursed'
`Why are so many Death Eaters trying to get into the Department of Mysteries?' Harry asked.
`Well, you remember Rita's notepad?' Topher asked. `When it asked if you were looking for something in the Department of Mysteries, it confirmed our belief that Voldemort is searching for something down there; something worth great sacrifice and thus, very powerful.'
`What do you think he's after?' Harry wondered, looking at the two men.
`We are unsure, as are the Unspeakables. Those caught were looking all over the Department, but they don't know what for' Aberforth explained.
`But what about the Book?' Harry asked, wanting to get to the point.
`Some of the Unspeakables have heard of this book, but none are sure it is in the Ministry. They know it is not in some rooms, such as the Planet Room, the Hall of Prophecy, and the Veil Room' Aberforth remarked, Harry's mind cringing at the reminder of the Veil Room, and of Sirius' death. `The ones who believe it is in the Ministry, think it is in Room Number Nine.'
`Room Number Nine?'
`Yes, it's the only locked door from the circle chamber. The only record of the door ever being opened was for a member of the Veneforbis Guard at least five hundred years ago.'
`The Department of Mysteries is that old?' Harry asked in surprise, getting a bit off topic. He could not have thought the Ministry was that old.
`No, not in that way. The level the Department of Mysteries is on was itself an old Veneforbis keep, where they kept all their secret items such as the Veil of Death, and the Imperium Pillar. Their name, the Veneforbis Guard, is Latin for "the Wizard's Circle Guard". It comes from the actual circle chamber. Each member would stand in front of one of the doors in their meetings. The man who entered the chamber all those years ago, was the guard who stood in front of the door to Room Number Nine. His name was Merlin.'
`Merlin!' both Topher and Harry expounded. Harry gave Topher a slight look, realizing Aberforth must have not told him everything.
`Yes, supposedly. I personally doubt if it was the famous Merlin. The records are sketchy, but it says he entered the room and exited, but never commented on what was inside or how he entered'
`But that doesn't tell us if it's the Book of Thoth' Topher pointed out.
`True, but it may suggest it. Merlin may have realized what the Book was, and did not read it for fear of his loved ones. He wrote in some of his texts that he did lay his eyes on the Book of Thoth, but turned away from it saying it brought nothing but greed and death.' Aberforth waited for a moment as there was some movement from the door behind them, and Topher checked before returning quickly.
`One of the Unspeakables gave me the best lead however on the Book, and it unfortunately leads us away from the Ministry. He is the Keeper of Scrolls, and told me in his searching he found several mentions of tombs in Egypt that were tagged for danger. There was one specifically that mentioned a prince's tomb that was so well protected, they could not enter the outer chamber. The name wrote on the guard tablets was that of Nefrekeptah.'
`That's the tomb the Book was originally placed in! Did they ever get in?' Topher asked hastily.
`He didn't know. There was an expedition on record that was able to enter the tomb, and something was brought back to England, but everyone on the expedition died within three days from strange illness, unexpected deaths, or horrible magical mishaps.'
`But they brought something back. Is there any other record?' Topher asked.
`No, because all the members of the expedition died so soon. The object that was brought back was never cataloged, and it seems to have disappeared. The Unspeakable suggested going to Egypt and checking the tomb itself. They are heavily guarded by curse breakers, but it would be the best way of finding out if the Book was indeed found, and brought back here.'
Everyone turned quickly and faced the doorway as they heard the door creak open. Aberforth quickly placed the cloak over his head and turned to once again look like a lump of objects.
Ginny came down quietly, and looked at both Harry and Topher.
`Um Harry, some of the DA members were wondering where you are. Are things alright?' she asked, looking concerned at Harry.
`Yeah, of course Ginny. I'll be up in a minute' Harry answered. Ginny looked questioningly at Harry, then Topher, but nodded.
`Alright. We're almost done and the DA members were just waiting for you to dismiss the Guard.'
`Don't worry Ginny, Harry will be up in a moment, I promise' Topher reassured. Ginny gave one last look at Harry, and walked back up the stone stairs, and through the doorway again.
`Harry, can you please meet me in my office on Saturday? Aberforth has to speak to some more contacts before we talk again.' Harry agreed, and just as he began to leave the room Topher called up to him for one more thing.
`Oh Harry, can you come down and let us know when the Hall is clear, so Aberforth here can leave without worry?' he asked. Harry again agreed, and he left as Topher began discussing how he and Aberforth would meet on the Saturday.
`Harry, where have you been? Ron says you were gone almost the whole time' Hermione asked loudly as Harry entered the Great Hall. Students were still firing spells, and practicing Shield Charms; making the hall cluttered with noise and flashes of red light. Professors and DA members were scattered throughout the mass of students, and everyone looked very confident with their magic.
`I'll tell you later. How have things been going?' Harry asked, looking at a short first year Ravenclaw boy trying out a Shield Charm. A long blonde haired Hufflepuff fired a Disarming Spell at him. The Shield Charm put off by the young Ravenclaw held up, and the Disarming Spell shot off towards the ceiling.
`Things are great Harry. Some of the Slytherins disliked being partnered with Gryffindors, but most are alright. The group that went with Madam Pomfrey did great. We learned how to conjure stretchers, seal cuts, and how to mend simple broken bones' Hermione informed as the three of them leaned in close to hear each other.
`That's great. It's about time to finish though' Harry decided. He walked over to the front platform, and in the midst of all the spells, few noticed his waiting for everyone. He smiled at Hermione, and leaned over to whisper to her.
`Watch this. Topher showed me this one' he said to Hermione. She looked worried, but he smiled again.
`Rutipluvia!' Harry called, and a red string of light spiraled from his wand, and cast across the clouds above the crowd in the Great Hall. All the spells ceased, and everyone looked up at Harry, and then to the clouds above as sparkling red raindrops came falling from the ceiling in slow motion like embers from a campfire. They evaporated before they reached the people below, but the effect did as Harry wished, and everyone was quiet.
`Alright, this has been a great meeting! We are all done for tonight, but we will be having another meeting next week' Harry started. A large amount of students began an uproar at the news, and many of the younger ones came forward with protests.
`No, please Harry! I've never been able to cast a Disarming Spell before tonight!' said one young Hufflepuff.
`Yeah, and we need to learn to defend ourselves!' a tall Ravenclaw boy said.
Amidst the noise and protests to waiting a week for the next meeting, Harry raised his hands, and everyone calmly quieted down. Some Slytherins continued to talk, however a stern look from Professor McGonagall quieted them down instantly.
`We can't meet twice a week, it's too much. We still have classes and homework to be done' Harry professed to everyone. Students still disliked the decision, and a few DA members approached.
`Harry, I'm sure some of us are willing to look after another group if they want to practice extra' Neville advised, other DA members agreeing. Another group came to the front, and Harry was surprised to see it was made up of other upper year students, including some Slytherins like Theodore Nott.
`What do you want?' Ron asked heatedly, Luna coming over and holding his hand to cool his nerves. Nott's eyes narrowed at Ron's question, and looked to Harry.
`Look, if some people want to have another meeting, some of us upper years are willing to help out' he announced to Harry and the DA. Some members of the DA, Harry included, wondered about this sudden eagerness to help.
`Why do you want to help? Why should we trust you Slytherins?' Ginny questioned forcefully.
`Look, we all need to get along' Hermione put in, hoping to remind everyone of the Sorting Hat's warnings.
`As much as I'd like to disagree with Granger-' Nott responded.
'Her name is Hermione Theodore' Luna stated lightheartedly, Nott giving an angry sigh.
'As much as I'd like to disagree with Hermione' he emphasized, looking at Luna who had no reaction, `she's right. We don't want Hogwarts to be destroyed, and . . . well, we don't want to get killed either.'
`Always looking out for yourselves, aren't you Slytherin's' Susan Bones commented.
`Well if we're dead, it won't help Hogwarts now will it?' Nott retorted angrily.
`Enough!' Harry ordered. Nott lowered himself, and looked back at Harry and the others. `If the upper year students want to help, I think it's great. Professor' he addressed, looking at the Headmistress, `is there another night that some of the professors might be willing to come and help out students?'
`Well Potter, I cannot, but you are welcome to ask the other professors.'
`If you meet on Thursday nights, I can help on that night Potter' Professor Flitwick said, Harry smiling and nodding happily at the short professor's support.
`I can help yeh too Harry!' Hagrid boomed, scaring some of the younger students around him. Harry gathered they were still getting used to such a massive man.
`Although it will take away from my marking, I am sure I can spare a few hours to helping the Guardians' Professor Sinistra commented. Several DA members agreed to come on Thursday nights as well, and Harry was happy to announce to the waiting Guard that an extra session was to be started on Thursday. Many of the younger students beamed widely at Harry and his helpers for this, and just before Harry was about to dismiss the Guard, Hermione asked him to wait for a moment, and pulled him aside as Neville coordinated the DA, upper years, and staff for Thursday night. Harry decided to put him in charge of the second session, and Neville proudly took the placement.
`Harry, we need to have some thing to say before everyone leaves. People need to leave here proud of what they're doing, and feel united. We need a motto or something' she suggested. Harry believed it was a good idea. He had seen it enough with some Muggle sports teams that a motto, or war cry can sometimes get people riled up, and proud of being part of a group. He was however, at a loss for what to say.
`Just pick a simple phrase, like "For Hogwarts" or something like that. Just something to get them all stirred up about.' Harry nodded, and figured her example was decent enough.
`It's all set Harry. I just need to talk to you about what to cover' Neville explained as he and Hermione returned to the platform. They agreed to meet in the East Tower before the meeting, and the students and staff looked at Harry.
`So, there will be an extra session on Thursday. Any questions, just ask a DA member, or the staff, and please, get your friends to come out. Now before we leave' he continued, looking at Hermione and blushing slightly at asking the group to do something-that even though he agreed with a few moments earlier-felt slightly foolish, `we are all going to say the Guard's motto. This will now be done at the end of every session, on Mondays and Thursdays. Our motto is "For Hogwarts."'
There were mixed reactions to the announcement. Some nodded, and agreed with it as a way to build confidence in the Guard, while others snickered and thought it was rather lame. Harry wanted to see if it could work though. It was not enough to have everyone here and practicing spells; they had to actually believe in being one group, and united by one goal.
`So, when I say "For Hogwarts", I want everyone to say it back.' He waited for a moment, looking at the staff and DA, who all nodded in encouragement.
`For Hogwarts!' Harry shouted.
`For Hogwarts' came back, but rather subdued. The staff and the DA shouted it, but less than half the students in the hall replied, and most whispered it. Some began moving towards the doorway, but a spell shot through the air, over all their heads, and the heavy wooden doors snapped shut. Everyone turned, and even Harry was flabbergasted to find the spell was cast by Hermione, who looked thoroughly displeased with everyone.
`I can't believe you all! You all were cheering so much about being here and united, yet you can't yell it out!' she said loudly to the students. Those who were snickering earlier now wore long faces and looked at the floor.
`Now, everyone say it! For Hogwarts!' she shouted.
`For Hogwarts' the crowd responded, a little louder than the first time.
`For Hogwarts!' she shouted again, looking at the DA and staff.
`For Hogwarts!' the students answered, again rising in volume, but still not loud enough. Hermione was seriously getting frustrated.
`FOR HOGWARTS!' she yelled again, Harry and some of the DA helping out.
`FOR HOGWARTS!' the crowd yelled back loudly. Their voices echoed in the Hall for a few moments, and slowly faded into the silence that followed it. Harry allowed the quietness to linger, and glanced at Hermione, who still looked upset, and shook her head at Harry in disappointment at the school.
`We need to stand together like the Sorting Hat said. Hogwarts is safe for now, but there may be a time when it isn't and we need to fight together to protect this castle. I don't know about all of you, but I can't imagine a world without Hogwarts; this is our home' Harry spoke, his voice the only one sounding in the Hall.
`We're learning these spells to help each other, and ourselves; to keep this castle safe, and keep Hogwarts alive. We are doing this for Hogwarts. For Hogwarts!' he yelled.
`FOR HOGWARTS!' the Guard yelled back, the cheer echoing again in the silence that followed it.
`See you all next meeting' Harry finished quietly. Professor Flitwick lifted the spell on the doors and everyone began moving out of the Hall, talking amongst themselves over the meeting, and the closing comments.
`Well, that was interesting' Ron commented, looking at Hermione and Harry.
'I rather like the motto. Makes me feel like I'm part of a team for once' Luna expressed dreamily, making Ron smile sheepishly. Hermione let out a huff, and glared at the students as they left.
`They need to understand what's going on. This isn't just a study group for their Defence class, this is real stuff' she ranted. Harry put his hand on her shoulder, and she closed her eyes, sighing.
`We know Hermione. Don't worry, they'll understand soon enough' Harry insisted, giving her a smile.
`I know they'll understand, I'm just worried it'll be too late' she responded tiredly.
`Well, we should go. So are you going to tell us where you were Harry?' Ron asked, taking Luna's hand.
`I was talking to Topher. I actually need to go and talk to him a bit more, but I'll meet you two up in the Tower and explain, alright?' Ron glanced at Harry for a moment, and agreed. Harry gave Hermione a quick kiss, advising her to calm down about the whole situation. Harry found Hermione always worried over problems-whether they be big or small-in a giant way.
Once the three of them left and the Hall was empty, Harry walked over to the side chamber door. He opened it and found Topher standing halfway up the stairs.
`Is everyone gone?' he asked. Harry nodded, and Topher motioned Aberforth upwards. The grey lump of cloth began to move, and the old man made his way up the stone cut stairwell.
`Come, I must make a quiet departure' Aberforth quipped to the two of them. Harry and Topher flanked him as they made their way across the empty Great Hall, but looked up suddenly when the wooden doors opened, and Colin Creevey entered.
`Harry, I just wanted to-who . . . Harry, who is that?' he questioned, reaching for his wand. Harry approached quickly, and Aberforth and Topher followed towards the doorway.
`Colin, you need to do one thing for me please' Harry prompted as Colin continued to look at Topher and Aberforth.
`Isn't that the barkeeper from the Hog's Head?'
`Colin, you need to keep this secret' Harry requested, getting Colin's attention.
`Yes Mr. Creevey, it is of utmost importance you keep this secret' Topher exclaimed, as he and Aberforth passed by. Topher walked through the doorway first, and waved Aberforth through, so it was only Harry and Colin left in the Hall.
`Colin, can you-`
`Sure Harry, no problem. I didn't see anyone but you and Professor Terrwynebas. I came to ask if you wanted help with planning the lessons.'
Harry let out a sigh, and smiled at Colin. `Could you help Neville on the Thursday nights? I think he'll be alright, but he might need the help.'
`Of course. I'll go and talk to him about it. Thanks Harry.' Harry and Colin left the Great Hall, and parted ways as Harry began his way to the East Tower. Once he entered, he found Ron and Hermione standing near the fire. Ron explained that Luna left to Ravenclaw Tower to check on the students.
`So what happened with Topher?' he asked as Harry came forward.
`Topher's contact in the Department of Mysteries thinks we should look for the Book in Egypt' Both Harry and Hermione took turns explaining the whole situation with the Book and the Ministry to Ron the week before, so he was up to date with it all.
`Egypt? Did this contact say somewhere specifically? I mean, if he thinks it could still be in Egypt, it could be anywhere!' Hermione fretted.
`Well, not anywhere. Probably in the Wizard's Valley' Ron exclaimed, receiving identical astonished looks from Harry and Hermione.
`How do you-' Hermione started.
`We went to Egypt a few years ago, remember? Bill showed us around. Most of the wizard's tombs are in the Valley. Right scary most of them are, but it's probably the best place to start.'
`Is there any way Bill might know about this prince's tomb?' Hermione asked hastily.
`He might, I'm not quite sure.' The trio remained silent for a moment, all three of them in deep thought over what to do.
If the Book was in Egypt, how were they going to find it, let alone get there? Harry drew blanks on figuring it all out. Only Ron knew where they were going, and Harry knew he could not Side-Apparate with both himself and Hermione.
`Could you contact Bill, and ask him?' Hermione inquired, her brow furrowed in calculating thought.
`I don't know. An owl would probably get intercepted, and Floo is too far. Maybe Professor McGonagall could help us figure a way to get him?' Ron suggested.
`We should go ask. Even if the tomb is there, how are we going to get to Egypt? We can't Apparate' Harry stated, looking at a bewildered Ron, and a still calculating Hermione.
`Is the Valley near the Nile?' Hermione asked Ron.
`Yeah, why?'
`I think I know a way to get there. It might require some outside help though' she explained. The way she expressed it, Harry was unsure what she was thinking of.
`Let's go ask Professor McGonagall' Hermione decided, turning and leading the way to the doorway.
'Now?' Harry asked. He did want to get going on this, and find the Book, but the last few days were very trying, and he was not up for asking Professor McGonagall something she would easily disincline to do.
'Yes now Harry. You need to find this Book, and we can't waste time' Hermione maintained. Harry decided not to push her since she was already upset with the students, and gave his dormitory stairs a longing gaze as he passed by towards the doorway.
The group made their way up through the empty and dark passages and staircases, and finally reached the Headmistress' Office. Giving the password, they entered, and were welcomed in by Professor McGonagall.
`Well done with your meeting tonight Potter. Although it would have been nice to see you more involved with your colleagues, Professor Terrwynebas explained you two had a meeting.'
`I am sorry I was detained Professor, but thank you' Harry responded, walking up with Hermione and Ron to her desk where stacks of parchment and books were piled.
`Now, what was it you wished to discuss?' the Headmistress asked, Harry looking over her shoulder for a moment to see that Dumbledore had vacated his portrait for the time. Professor McGonagall noticed his glance, and glanced over her shoulder.
`Albus has a few other portraits he visits now and then. He will return shortly I'm sure.'
`I see. Professor, we need to get in touch with Ron's brother Bill in Egypt. Do you know of anyway to reach him?' Harry asked.
`Egypt? Oh my, that is a distance. What is it you need to know?' she asked, looking at the three of them.
`We just need to ask him one question Professor' Hermione divulged.
`If it is just one question, then the only way we can give him the message is if someone Apparates there. Perhaps your parents will know the best way to contact him. Come back tomorrow morning, and we will contact them.'
'Professor this is very important. Could you please help us now?' Harry asked. Professor McGonagall sized up the three students, and shook her head.
'I understand Potter, but it is late, and it can wait until the morning. Return to my office tomorrow after breakfast, and we will Floo them' she stated assertively. Harry nodded, realizing there was no choice, and they left the office. Walking down the empty and dark hallways, the friends slowly made their way to the dormitories.
'I hope your parents know an easy way of getting hold of Bill' Harry remarked as they approached the stairwell.
'They should. We'll find out tomorrow anyways. Goodnight guys' Ron gestured, waving to his friends as he started up towards Gryffindor Tower. Harry turned to Hermione and she smiled peacefully, the moonlight casting behind her and shining through her hair. Harry moved closer and gently gave her a hug, which she gladly accepted.
'How is it you always know what to do?' she asked from his shoulder.
'Knowing you for seven years has its advantages' he whispered, his scar burning slightly. He rubbed his forehead, and Hermione backed up, and looked at him closely.
'Your scar?' she asked, looking at his forehead. He nodded, and she gently moved his head, and kissed his scar. The burning ceased, and Harry smiled for a moment. Remembering that she is kissing a Horcrux made his grin disappear. Hermione noticed the change, and she smiled up at him.
'We will fix it Harry, don't worry' she reassured.
'There's still Nagini, and my scar' Harry reminded quietly, looking away. She took hold of Harry's head, and made him face her again.
'We will get both of them, and you will live' she maintained strongly. Harry smiled brightly at her, and moved closer so their foreheads touched, along with their noses.
'Let's just go sleep on this, and we'll pick it up tomorrow. It's been a busy night.' Hermione nodded slowly, and they shared a slow kiss.
'Get a room!' Ron called from higher up. The two Heads parted laughing, and they made their way hand in hand to the East Tower, where they said goodnight, and went to sleep.
The next morning, Harry and Hermione met Ron in the Great Hall, and quickly ate their breakfast. Getting hold of Bill and finding out about the tomb was on all their minds. As they left the Great Hall, some students were still making their way in, and they made their way to the Headmistress' Office.
Coming to the door, Harry gave the password, and they entered. Knocking on the inner door, Professor McGonagall called them in, and they entered to find her sitting at her desk, with the morning rays shining through the open windows, and giving the office-which looked dark and shadowy the night before-bright with the yellow sunshine. Harry looked around the Headmistress' desk, and frowned at seeing Dumbledore still not present in his portrait.
Welcoming the three of them, she got up from her chair, and moved towards the fireplace. She took some Floo powder, and threw it into the hearth, causing it to erupt in green flames. She knelt down, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione came over as she put her head into the flames.
`The Burrow!'
The three students could hear her talking to someone, who was more than likely Mrs. Weasley. She mentioned Bill, and Egypt, and asked some questions about Charlie and George. She thanked Mrs. Weasley, and pulled back from the fire, and stood up-wiping some of the soot off her dark green robes, garnered with a splash of red tartan on her shoulder. She seemed to think for a moment before raising her wand.
`Expecto Patronum' she charmed, and a silver owl flew from her wand. It came swooping back around, and hovered in front of her flapping its broad wings before flying out the open window. She took her seat again quietly, and Harry slowly walked back to one of the three seats set in front of her desk. Seeing the confused look on the three student's faces, she explained her actions.
`Charlie Weasley is on his way here. He was at the Burrow, and offered to message Bill for you three. He should be arriving momentarily to the castle. I sent a notice with my Patronus to Baldric at the front gates to be expecting him.'
`Why is Charlie at home? Shouldn't he be in Romania with the dragons?' Ron asked worriedly.
`His dragon colony was attacked by Giants, and the keepers had no choice but to abandon their posts. They left the dragons bound by reinforced magical chains, and quarantined the area, but they had to leave. Giants don't much care for dragons, so they should leave them alone.'
`But will the chains keep them? I mean it's horrible to cage an animal, but if the dragons ever escaped-` Hermione expressed nervously.
`I know Miss Granger. The Ministry is trying to work with the Romanian Ministry, however both are having more troubling matters. Speaking of the Ministry, you should know that the Minister for Magic will be coming to the castle this Sunday.' Ron asked why, and the Headmistress sighed.
`The things Tonks mentioned when Rita was captured have been spreading. Many, including myself, believe the Minister is coming here to prepare the castle for a temporary Ministry.'
`Is it getting that bad?' Hermione asked shakily, Professor McGonagall nodding slowly in response.
`It seems You-Know-Who is very interested in capturing the Ministry. Spies have been found on every level, but most are concentrated in the Department of Mysteries. Several of the late Headmasters have portraits in the Ministry, and have been telling me it is the worse they have ever seen.' A knock at the outer door made Professor McGonagall get up from her seat, and move around to open the door, and Hermione leaned over to speak to Harry, Ron doing the same.
`Harry, if the Book isn't in Egypt and the Ministry is overthrown, how will we get to the Department of Mysteries?' she fretted. Harry had to admit it was a worry, but if Aberforth believed it might be in Egypt, they had to look for it there.
Professor McGonagall entered a few moments later with Charlie Weasley in tow. He greeted the group, and maintained he was alright after the Giant attack.
`Giants don't like dragons, especially the fire-breathing ones. We all got out alright, I just hope the chains hold so none start flying over the Muggles. Now, what has you bringing me all the way here? Mum was just about to make some of her strawberry tarts' he informed, both Harry and Ron salivating slightly at the mentioning of Mrs. Weasley's strawberry tarts. Harry missed them quite a bit.
`We need to ask Bill a question in Egypt, and Professor McGonagall said we could only do it by Apparation' Hermione professed, as Harry and Ron's minds moved away from Mrs. Weasley's kitchen and back to the Headmistress' Office.
`Well, it'll be quite the trip, but if you really need it. What's the question?'
`We need to know if he knows where the tomb of . . . what was his name? He was a prince' Harry recited, trying to remember the prince's name. He remembered it started with an N, but much of the rest of it was lost to him.
`It was Nefre- . . . Nefrek- . . . oh blast, I forget! Professor Terrwynebas knows it though' Hermione voiced. Professor McGonagall once again moved to the fire, cast some Floo Powder into it, and placed her head within the green flames, calling Topher's office. She pulled back in a moment later, and the fire died out quickly.
`He is on his way up to give you the name' she explained.
`Thanks for doing this Charlie' Harry said as Charlie moved over and leaned on the side of the desk while everyone waited for Topher's arrival.
`Not a problem Harry. Professor McGonagall told Mum it was important, and I want to help. How are things going on here?' he asked. Harry and the others gave him a brief explanation of how things were with classes and the Guard. He was happy to hear that even though the world outside the castle seemed on the brink of falling, the students were still doing alright, and after a few minutes Topher arrived, with one of his many rolls of old parchment.
`Hi there Topher, how's it going?' Charlie asked him, giving him a handshake.
`I'm alright Charlie. A bit overworked though. Perhaps when this is all over, I should take a vacation if the Headmistress allows' he stated, giving Professor McGonagall a smirk.
`So, what's this prince's name?' Charlie questioned.
`Nefrekeptah. Why did you need to know?'
`These three need someone to ask Bill about a tomb or something of that prince' Charlie explained, motioning to Harry and the others, who looked sheepishly at Topher. Harry did not tell Topher of his plans to ask Bill.
`I see. If that's the case, you must ask if he knows of a tomb that nothing was taken from, or only one object. If he finds either, ask him if everyone who entered the tomb died within a week. I don't know if it would be on record, but it is important.'
`Alright, so the prince's name is Nefrek-, Nefrek-`
`Nefrekeptah' Topher again answered.
`Right, Neh-frek-ep-tah. That's a mouthful. Is that it Harry?' Charlie inquired.
`Yes. How long will it take for you to get back?'
`Oh, a few minutes if I find him fast enough. If he's on patrol, it may take longer, but let's hope he's off. Alright, well, see you in a bit' he bid, giving a wave of his hand.
`Travel safe Mr. Weasley' Professor McGonagall said.
`Don't I always?' Charlie answered with a smile at the doorway. He turned, and started off to the gates, while Topher turned to Harry and the others.
`Professor, could I talk to these three alone?' he asked calmly. Harry began to wonder if he disliked going around him for this, and the look in Topher's eyes made his palms sweat slightly.
`Charlie will be a while, so if you could take your conversation to your office or the East Tower, I have business that needs attending too. I will contact all of you when he returns' she reassured. The four of them exited the Headmistress' Office, and agreed to go to the East Tower, since it was closer than the Defence Office.
The three students and Professor remained quiet through the whole journey. Harry looked out the windows as they passed through a hallway, and looked up at the bright blue morning sky.
The group passed the library, and Evander greeted the Heads and their guests.
`Oh, and new chap, splendid! And your name is?' he asked cheerfully.
`My name is Professor Topher Terrwynebas. I am the Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor, and Head of Gryffindor House' Topher informed to the painting, still sounding much calmer than the stern expression on his face showed.
`Ah, wonderful to meet you Professor. Welcome to the East Tower' Evander articulated happily. Topher thanked him, and turned to Harry to give the password.
`The Leaky Locket' Harry gave to Evander. He bowed, and the painting swung open.
`That's an odd password' Topher exclaimed as they entered the common room. He looked about, and seemed to like the room, forgetting his stern attitude for a moment.
`We used to do two separate things we liked, but now we do things be both like: the Leaky Cauldron, and Hermione's Locket. It was my mother's' Harry clarified. Topher nodded, and after a few glances of the common room, looked back at Harry.
`Harry, why did you act so rashly? Did you tell them about-`
`No Topher, I didn't tell them about my run in with Colin, because it wasn't that important' Harry maintained, cutting him off before mentioning Aberforth's name.
`What happened with Colin?' Ron asked.
`Oh nothing, he wanted to help with the extra Guard meeting, so I told him to talk to Neville, that's it. He came back into the Great Hall after everyone left, and walked in on me and Topher talking, that's all' Harry justified. Topher lightened a little at Harry's story, but was still not pleased with his actions.
`Still Harry, you should have waited before going off and contacting someone all the way in Egypt. It was an idea to check there, not a certainty.'
`I know, but we need to start searching for the Book. The Ministry is doing terribly, and things are getting worse. Unless you know of another place the Book may be, or another way I can defeat Voldemort, we need to get started finding it. Besides, the Minister is coming here on Sunday, and it won't be any easier for us to check once he gets here' Harry ranted. Topher put his hand up and tried to calm Harry down.
`I know Harry, we need to get moving on this, but we need to plan things out. You did plan a good thing this morning with getting Charlie to go and ask, but he's at risk Harry. If he gets caught by Voldemort, he could learn of what we are trying to find.'
`But Voldemort might be after it himself!' Harry said loudly, loosing some of his calmness. So much had taken place the past day, it was too much to having to keep going with arguing. Hermione came closer and tenderly placed her hand in his, and he sighed as she squeezed lightly, and placed her other hand on his back to relax him.
`Voldemort can't use the Book of Thoth, remember? It's driven by the love of others, so he couldn't use it even if he did find it' Topher stated, loosing most of the agitation in his voice.
`I know, but he's looking for something in the Department of Mysteries' Harry said tiredly.
`Alright, say Charlie comes back, and Bill knows of Nefrekeptah's tomb; how do you plan on getting to Egypt? It's a long ways away.'
Harry sighed at this, and let his head fall to his chest as he leaned against the desk. Topher was right about taking time to plan things out, because he had no idea how the three of them would get to Egypt; four if Topher came himself.
`I know a way' Hermione put in, reminding Harry of what she said earlier of outside help.
`How? You can't Apparate, and Flooing will not work. A Portkey is possible, but you would have to get someone who has been to Egypt to do it. Plus the Portkey Office is closed, and has been for the past month because of the attacks' Topher said, stressing the lack of options.
`I know, but Ron said the Wizard's Valley, where all the tombs are, is near the Nile. We could sail there' she proposed. Ron openly laughed at this.
`Sail! Hermione, have you ever been in a Muggle boat? I sure haven't, and can't imagine going all the way to Egypt on one! It would take years!' he claimed outlandishly.
`No Ron, I don't mean sail in a Muggle sailboat. Remember the Durmstrang ship? It popped out of the water like a rubber ducky.'
`What's a rubber ducky?' Topher asked, seriously not knowing what a rubber ducky was.
`It's not important, the fact is, we could use that ship, and "sail" there' she exclaimed cheerfully. Harry was impressed at her thoughtfulness, but not totally convinced.
`Yeah, but Hermione, how are we going to get the ship? I can't imagine Durmstrang would be up to sharing, especially with things going how they are' he admitted unhappily. Hermione looked at him grinning; her cheeks blushing slightly.
`What if I told you I've been writing Viktor still?' she inquired, Ron rolling his eyes.
`You're still writing to that git?' he asked harshly. Her expression became instantly cold, and she turned to face Ron.
`Yes, I have been. And that "git" has a lot of pull at Durmstrang. I'm sure if I asked him, he could get the ship here for us to use.'
`Would this ship work Harry?' Topher asked.
Harry thought it over, and even though the ship might not be available for them to use, it was worth a try. If Bill knew where the tomb was, it would allow them to know for sure if the Book was there or not. If it was not there, then they would have to assume it was in the Department of Mysteries. Harry just hoped if they did not find it, some record might exist of where it went.
`It would, I think. I don't know how it works, but I think it would get us there quickly.'
`So how are you going to get hold of Viktor? An owl would get intercepted' questioned Ron. Hermione was silent for a moment, before sighing, and rubbing her forehead.
`I think an owl is the only way. Maybe we can put some protective charms on Hedwig or something' she offered.
`There are some charms we can place on your owl that should protect her' Topher exclaimed. A burst of green flames from the fireplace came behind Topher, and the four of them moved closer to the hearth.
Professor McGonagall's head came into view in the flames. `Charlie Weasley has returned from his trip. He is waiting here in my office.'
The group left the East Tower, and walked quickly to the Headmistress' Office. Once they made their way in, they found Charlie wiping off sand from his face and shirt. He was plastered with desert sand. Harry made a quick glance to Dumbledore's portrait, and was upset to see he still had not returned.
`Phew! Man, that was one of the two things I didn't miss about Egypt' he confessed, still wiping off the sand and covering Professor McGonagall's floor in it.
`What things?' Harry asked, smiling at the amount of sand he accumulated. It looked he returned with half the desert on him.
`The sandstorms, and the scorpions' he declared, looking at the floor and the small bit of Sahara he was creating in the Headmistress' Office. `Sorry Professor.'
`It is alright. Did you find Bill?' she asked.
`Yes, and to answer your question' he said, turning to Harry, `he does know about your tomb. It's one of a few that are kept under strict guard. Unfortunately, they call the one you asked about the "Death Tomb." Anyone, and everyone who has gone in, has ended up dead in less than two days.'
`Was there any records of the tomb?' Topher asked hurriedly. Charlie vanished the sand on the floor, leaving the carpet as it was, and shook his head.
`Bill said he'd check for you guys, but it'd take time. He said to get back to him on Saturday. Did you want me to come back here to Apparate?'
`We might have the means to go to Egypt, if Professor McGonagall will allow' Hermione mentioned, everyone looking at the Professor.
`To Egypt! You can't be serious Miss Granger. I disliked you going around England in these times, but to Egypt . . . I am sorry, but that is too far.' Harry's face fell at this ruling, as did Ron and Hermione's. Topher did not want to loose that easily though.
`Professor, we need to go. It's very important, it's-`
`For your research, yes, I can imagine so' she stated forcefully. `Topher, I have been very lenient with Mr. Potter and you, but this is too far. I cannot have my Head Boy and Girl, plus a Professor and Prefect going all the way to Egypt while we are in the middle of a war, to research something that I don't even know about!' Even Charlie recoiled at the ferocity of her explanation.
`But Professor-` Harry began.
`But nothing Potter. It is my duty to keep you students safe, and I would be doing my job poorly if I let you go.'
`Minerva, if what we're looking for is there, it would change the tide of the war!' Topher boasted passionately.
`It is not your responsibility to look for objects to help our side; that is for the Ministry and the Order. And what happens if you do not find it there? Will there be another trip, and another, and another?' Harry was getting more than disgruntled with this sudden road block, and took advantage of a new face that came into the room.
`Professor Dumbledore!'
`Hello everyone, I am sorry for my absence. I was detained by the Minister, who seemed quite disheveled with how things have been going.' Harry wasted no time, and walked right up to his portrait, hoping to get more support. If Dumbledore supported them, then McGonagall might let them go. It was a small chance, but he had to try.
`Professor, we think the Book is in Egypt. We need to go there this weekend to look in one of the tombs' he said rapidly.
`You cannot go to Egypt Potter! It is too dangerous' Professor McGonagall maintained, looking at Dumbledore for support for her.
He thought for a moment, as everyone was waiting for his response, and nodded. `Professor McGonagall is correct, it is too dangerous.' The group's faces fell, Harry and Topher's especially at the comment.
`Unless you can find a way there that is both secretive and safe' he added, the students' and Topher's faces lighting up again while McGonagall protested the addition.
`But Albus-`
`We do have a way sir!' Harry attested, apologizing silently for interrupting the Headmistress. Many of the portraits in the office were listening to the conversation, and some looked unhappy at his act.
`We thought of asking Durmstrang if we could use their ship. I still write to Viktor Krum, and he has a lot of sway there' Hermione declared. Dumbledore thought for a moment, while some of the portraits talked amongst themselves. Professor McGonagall remained quiet, and waiting like everyone else for Dumbledore's reply.
`That ship is very safe. I have been on it only once, and realized I do quite poorly on the water. It was very well defended though, and is a good manner of transportation for long distances. Tell me, Everard?' Dumbledore asked, looking up the wall towards a portrait of sallow-faced wizard with black hair.
`Yes Albus?' he replied in a thick voice, like one sounds after eating too much toffee or peanut butter.
`Do you still have a portrait in Durmstrang?' he asked, Harry and the rest's faces lighting up like the morning sun. Albus noticed Harry's beaming smile, and winked at him quickly.
`I do Albus, I do. They did me the great honour of doing so after Hogwarts and Durmstrang agreed to friendship after over two hundred years of rivalry, not helped by you Fortescue' he commented, turning to a red-nosed wizard who was just down the wall from him.
`Oh those Durmstrangs had it com'n to themselves' Fortescue responded gruffly.
`Please gentlemen, settle. Can you please go to Durmstrang, and ask for Viktor Krum?' Dumbledore asked.
`But Professor' Hermione put in, taking a step forward, `I doubt Viktor is there. Wouldn't he be with his Quidditch Team?' Everard left his painting anyway.
Dumbledore shook his head. `No Miss Granger, the Quidditch League had to cancel this season due to the war. Ludovectus here has his portrait in the Magical Games Department, and heard all about it. Mr. Krum, Everard has told us, is now teaching Flying and Magical Transport Technique at Durmstrang Institute.'
Ron chuckled a bit at the news. `Hey, maybe there is some smarts mixed in with the sawdust' he joked. Harry turned to Professor McGonagall, chancing his luck again.
`Professor, we have to go. We need to get this Book. It holds the key to destroying Voldemort. We're only going to check one tomb, and we'll have curse breakers there with us, as well as Topher, and Bill.'
`And Viktor' Everard added, everyone looking up at him. He smiled widely, and took in a deep breath. `Professor Krum was there, and I informed him of the Head Student's requests. When I told him the Heads were Harry Potter and Hermione Granger, he quickly agreed, and asked the Durmstrang High Master, Vladimir Malislovia.'
'The High Master extends his greetings to the Hogwarts Headmaster and Head Students, and will gladly help with Hogwarts need by use of his ship. He only asks when you require his fine ship and crew, so he may send Professor Krum, who has requested command of the ship for this excursion.'
The spotlight was on Professor McGonagall now, as every portrait and person in the room was looking for her answer. The pressure to agree was overwhelming, and part of Harry disliked that it had to be done this way, but they needed to go and find out if the Book of Thoth was in Egypt.
Professor McGonagall slowly moved around her desk, and came to a rest facing Harry and the rest. She rubbed her forehead, and sighed.
`I can't believe I am doing this' she breathed, looking up at the portrait. `Tell the High Master I thank him for the use of his ship, and he may send Professor Krum on Saturday morning.'
Spell / Name Meanings:
Imperium Pillar - L. imperium: power to command
Rutipluvia - L. rutilus: red, pluvia: rain (Rutipluvia = red rain)
Owl - symbol for wisdom (as Minerva was the Roman goddess of wisdom)
Ludovectus - L. ludio: player, provectus: old (Ludovectus = old player)
Vladimir - Russia/Bulgarian: to rule with greatness
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