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Chapter 6: Hogwarts: a place on?

- I found the solution Harry, Neville whispered while the golden trio worked at the library. It was Saturday afternoon and all students were on the Quidditch pitch to watch the match between Hufflepuff Ravenclaw to. The trio had decided to go work in the library. They had a lot of work to make, and no real interest in this game, they already knew that Ravenclaw, leads the standings, would win.

And at least they could enjoy the quiet of the library. Apart from these, there were only a few grade seven students who reviewed for ASP.

On hearing their friend, Harry and Elizabeth head out of their books of spells. Neville had a mine on the face and welcomed it could mean only one thing.

- Have you found anything? Elizabeth asked in a low voice.

- Not really, but I just think of a way to discover what this three-headed dog and what he does at Hogwarts. You know that in this castle knows more than anyone on the magical creatures?

The other two children made a shake of the head, and said Neville.

- Hagrid! he said in an enthusiastic voice. He is very knowledgeable about the magical creatures because he loves.

- 'We could go see him tomorrow then,' suggested Elizabeth. 'And subtly, requesting information'.

Harry nodded but said nothing. He was not very comfortable with the idea to visit Hagrid. Not that he did not like the giant he had nothing against him. Hagrid had always been very kind to him, but he was a little too inclined to sing the praises of his parents and his brother, and it was annoying to strength.

Within a month of research, the three children still had not found anything on the beast with three heads, which appear in any manual of magical creatures. Was wondering if it even existed. Neville had suggested they go to the reserve, but for that you had a word of a teacher, and had no excuse for that. They then continued to look, but Harry could tell that the interest of everyone for this case began to falter.

The three children replongèrent nose in their duties. Harry, strangely, was late because he spent more time in the books he had borrowed from Black. He trained almost every night, often with his two friends in the Slytherin common room, where no one asked questions about what they were doing and where his two friends were now fully accepted.

The next afternoon, therefore, the three students went to Hagrid's hut, where they had already visited one or two occasions earlier this year.

- 'Hey kids, but what are you doing here? " Hagrid asked with a smile by opening the door. Because every time she saw him, Elizabeth thought that Hagrid was bound to be a half-giant. This size, it was not normal. Either it was a giant, or it had fallen into a potion when he was little congestion, but somehow she doubted the latter possibility.

They entered the cabin, and reluctantly accepted cakes of Hagrid. Neville winced especially because the last time he had broken a tooth on one of his cakes.

- 'So how do you children? " Hagrid asked, using a glass of pumpkin juice. 'It goes well in school? "

- 'Yes, prices are great, well almost all,' said Neville. 'I love botany and spells, I think they are really interesting subjects, and teachers are very competent. "

- "Unlike other 'Elisabeth muttered, but Hagrid heard.

- 'Oh no' said the giant. 'Do not start with you as Professor Snape. He is very knowledgeable in his field, and Professor Dumbledore trust him completely! "

The three children were surprised by this response.

- 'There was no mention of Professor Snape Hagrid,' said Neville. 'We are like him, it is funny, creepy in its style and morbid! " he said with as serious as possible, and it made everyone laugh.

- 'I spoke of Professor Quirrell, "explains Elisabeth when everyone had finished laughing. "We learn absolutely nothing with him is an incompetent!"

- 'Ah,' Hagrid, nodding knowingly. 'Yes it has changed a lot since he returned to Albania this summer. He was very professional before, in fact he was a professor for the study of Muggles, you knew? "

With that, Hagrid began to tell them stories about various teachers and Hogwarts in general, and all passed a good time. But after an hour, Harry glanced heard Elizabeth, and she understood the message.

- 'Tell me Hagrid, you know as much about the magical creatures, is not it? " she asked in a tone almost purring, and it had the desired effect. Hagrid straightened torso in his seat, proud.

- 'Oh I know a little', he said in a modest tone. 'After all it is my job to take care of it! "

- 'And what could you tell us about the three-headed dog? " Elizabeth asked in a voice unusually gentle. Yet as soon as she uttered these words, the giant stood up and crossed his face alarmed air.

- 'How did you discover the existence of Fluffy? " he asked in a worried voice.

- 'Fluffy! " Exclaimed the boys. 'This creature has a name! " they said with a hint of disgust in his voice.

- 'Of course, yes,' said Hagrid, shrugging his shoulders. 'But that does not answer my question, how do you know? "

- 'We came across him by chance one evening,' Harry explained. 'And we know he keeps something, but what is it? "

- 'Drop the subject children, what is happening at Hogwarts this year, this concerns Professor Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel! "

- 'Who is Nicolas Flamel? " immediately asked the two boys, and Hagrid seemed sorry to have made such a ball. He refused to say more, and after ten minutes, during which Elizabeth had remained strangely silent, the three children took their leave.

On the threshold of the door, Hagrid spoke these last words to Harry.

- 'By the way Harry, I know this is not going very hard with Ryan, but if you want to come see me one day with him, especially not hesitate eh! Your brother is a good boy, do not blame him! "

Harry frowned at once, and after muttered a vague response to the game, he hurried back to the castle.

Once they were returned to the castle, Neville pretended to go to the library.

- 'What are you doing? " Elizabeth asked with surprise.

- 'Well, we'll find out who Nicolas Flamel is, right? "

Harry nodded and pretended to follow his friend, but Elizabeth stopped them.

- 'No need', she says nonchalantly. 'I know who Nicolas Flamel. "

- 'And? " Harry asked impatiently. 'That you mind it to enlighten us? "

- 'He invented the Philosopher's Stone. "

March arrived very quickly, too quickly. Without them realizing it, teachers were already in their mind that the year-end exams would soon take place, and it was high time to get to review. Of course, the golden trio had no problem, they were all certainly have no problem. Others, however, had more difficulties.

Since they had returned to Hogwarts, a group of four students, calling themselves the ghosts of marauders, raging about the school, and needless to say that their favorite targets were the Slytherins, especially Harry Potter. Every week and Harry could be guaranteed to be the victim of a joke as little funny and intelligent. Thus he saw his food twice replaced by potions that turned into canary or lion, like many of his friends in Slytherin. Neville found his business or scattered off the clock, causing it to be late in the course, which had already won two deductions. Person who is friends with Harry only escaped, though, given the fact that Ryan was very popular, it did not affect many people other than Slytherin.

Everyone knew full well who was behind the pseudonym, Harry had also acknowledged some jokes that its creator had already made in the past, but no one had managed to jam. Under the command of Harry, the Slytherins and the rest of the trio had promised not to respond violently, but rather to wait for the opportunity to take revenge.

And it seemed that the time had come.

One night, Harry was in the common room reading a book he had borrowed from the library on the defensive spells. He was so immersed in his reading he did not see a Slytherin sit in front of him.

- 'Am I bothering you Potter? " Asked a low voice. Surprised, Harry started.

Opposite him was Theodore Nott, whom Harry had very little talking during the school year. Not that the boys did not get along, but they do not gravitate in the same circles. Nott was a very lonely boy, who trailed only occasionally or rarely with Malfoy again with Blaise. As a result, Harry was surprised to see him tonight.

- 'What is there to Nott? " he asked, slightly annoyed at being disturbed while working.

- 'I just wanted to tell you', Theodore began without ever looking into the eyes, but Harry playing with his cufflinks, 'if you are interested to take revenge from your brother and his gang, I know a way'.

Needless to say, Harry was suddenly very interested.

- 'I' listen ', he said slowly. Theodore continued to play with his cufflinks as if they were incredibly fascinating. There were only very few people in the common room, after all it was past midnight, and they were the only two years to even watch.

- 'I overheard a conversation between your brother and that afternoon Weasley in Potions class', explained in a low voice Nott. 'Apparently it seems that their friend the gamekeeper is in possession of a dragon, which is illegal. And it is also your brother's intention to remove the dragon out of Hogwarts through one of the Weasley brothers working in a pool of dragons in Romania. "

Harry was flabbergasted. This did not surprise that half of the part of Hagrid, but his brother's intention to complete this project, it was both stupid and extremely useful for him. Remained to find a way to turn this to his advantage.

And he knew exactly what was the person who could help.

The next morning during breakfast, he went straight to Draco Malfoy, who was eating alone. Although the two Slytherins did not display too much together because Draco could reasonably be seen with a child Potter, after all, his father was a Death Eater, they maintained while the two friendly ties, and Draco, after multiple jokes against him from the Potter Gryffindor, Harry had immediately offered to help his brother gut.

- 'I need your help', began without preamble Harry. Draco looked up at him slyly, look forward to Harry rejected.

- 'I may have found a way to take revenge for my brother. Hence? "

The plan was more than simple. Draco, after learning that Weasley was in the hospital, went there and returned with the desired information. Apparently his brother had planned to carry out his small plane on Saturday night at midnight, which was perfect. As soon as they learned this information, Harry and Draco had agreed. The Saturday in question, they would wait for the next Potter and anyone who would accompany him down the tower where they were supposed to put the dragon, then they would fight a duel with the Gryffindors. Harry was convinced he would beat them soundly. He was the best first-year student, and on top of that he knew many spells that were not included in the curriculum. And he also knew that Draco is not doing too badly.

He would have his revenge at last.

Shortly before midnight on Saturday where they went into the north tower and waited. Suddenly, while the cold wind shook, Harry heard a familiar rustling.

- Accio cloak of invisibility ', cried he suddenly, which startled Draco, and seconds later Harry was holding the Invisibility Cloak from his father. Before him was his brother and Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas, all three furious.

- 'Well, well, well, what do we have here? " Harry commented with a sneer, approaching the three Gryffindors. 'So like that, you allow yourself to hang out after the curfew hours? And what we have here? said he, approaching the basket were the three Gryffindors. But it's a dragon! " he said with great surprise possible. 'Tut tut, it's not very well Ryan,' he said in a mocking tone of mock.

- 'Give me back my cape,' shouted the latter. 'It is not yours, it to me dad told! "

- 'But I do not think Ryan' said Harry sarcastically. 'You see I overheard a conversation between our parents last summer, Mom and Dad had to promise not to do without the cape under any circumstances because it was too dangerous, and Dad agreed with her. You see, 'he said, taking her chin in her hands as if he pretended to think. 'I rather think that you have stolen the mantle of Dad. And I think now that I have stolen you I'll keep some, it may be useful after all! "

- 'You have no right! '

- 'But he has every right then slashed the need to complain like a baby', intervened in his usual Draco drawled. 'Now we will offer you a market Harry and me. One of you three, but not scarred, will go to the dragon and then return to his dorm with no warning, and the other two will fight a duel with us! And we will say nothing to anyone about your traffic dragons. Market? "

Dean and Seamus looked at Ryan, who after a few seconds nodded grudgingly. Then he pointed to Seamus, who left in a hurry with the dragon.

- 'I warn you I get the cloak Harry', Ryan told him in a tone bad, but Harry did as he answered with a smile.

- 'This is what we see little brother', he said in a mocking tone. 'Now, duel! "

Harry stood in front of his brother while Draco and Dean stood face to face. From a common movement, the four boys took their sticks and threw the first spell.

It appeared very quickly obvious what the boys had the advantage. Harry was clearly turning into Jenny Ryan, throwing spells after spells with ease, and the survivor could with difficulty against the attack. Beside him, Draco had no more trouble to beat Thomas. While Harry tired and thinking out how his brother start to finish, came a stern voice to stop.

- 'Potter, Thomas and Malfoy, WHAT YOU ARE? "

- 'What happened? " Blaise asked with disbelief the next morning at breakfast. He had just gone through the hourglass, and came to see that Gryffindor and Slytherin had both lost a hundred points.

Harry and Draco rose sullen eyes to their friend. But it was Elizabeth, came to their lunch table, who explained the situation.

- "Your two friends, intelligent as they are ', she said in a voice barely sarcastic,' fought with Potter and Thomas last night in the park after midnight. McGonagall surprised them and took away fifty points each student afflicted with a restraint. "

- 'And you beaten? " Blaise asked eagerly. Eagerness which disappeared before the stern of the girl. 'Uh, I mean, you have no shame? Percent points less for Slytherin! " he said in an unconvinced voice and Elizabeth let out a sigh of weariness.

Harry and Draco smiled at the reaction of their friend, but that smile quickly disappeared when they thought of what would be the reaction of their peers. Clearly, they would not be happy.

A week later, Harry thought that the situation could have been worse. He had received three days of bellowing suites. One of his parents overwhelmed of all evil. It was of course entirely his fault that Ryan was punished, he had a trap for him was obvious. And mingle with Malfoy, it was purely for high treason! The next day they were bellowing from Black, and more surprisingly from Remus. The first to accuse him like his parents, and Remus, to have acted recklessly when, in the words of lycanthrope, it was so much better. Harry had immediately written to his favorite uncle to apologize and explain, and Remus had replied that it was not serious but he would have to behave better in future.

Most of the Slytherins do not really want him for the loss of points, for all Harry had wanted revenge on Ryan and perpetually annoying jokes they all suffered, but they nevertheless showed more cold and cautious with the first two years, because after all one hundred points it was not anything. But the three other houses beat him cold. Already after the troll incident, many had thought he was jealous of his brother, after this incident, all were strengthened in their convictions. And Ryan went to the victim who had fallen into a trap version of course he did not lie.

It was official, Harry hated his brother with all his heart.

Even teachers mingled. And the only one that could have been biased towards Harry was furious that Slytherin had lost a hundred points, and then made life impossible for Harry. It mattered little to Rogue it was not jealousy that motivated his pupil, he should have been more subtle and intelligent than that.

Certainly, life was not rosy for Harry now.

- 'We review all tonight? " asked Elizabeth to Harry while she was with him until her during metamorphosis. The sun was shining outside, and it was the last day of classes before the holidays in April. Harry was looking forward to no longer be current. At least he could spend all his time at the library or in the common room with his friends at work, and no longer see the other morons who populated the school.

- 'I can not', he replied angrily. 'This is our chosen tonight with Hagrid in the Forbidden Forest. It'll probably last all night ', he added wearily. What bothered him most, except that it would have to spend a night with his brother, was one evening when he lost he could train. It was one week he was trying to master a particularly difficult spell, and he knew that with only a few more hours, he would get there. But it is not for tonight, and it's particularly annoyed.

- 'Very well,' said Elizabeth. 'I'll spend the evening with Blaise and Neville then. See you tomorrow for breakfast? "

Harry nodded without conviction and the girl left him to go his own way.

In the evening, along with Draco who was also the head, they went towards the entrance of the school, where Hagrid was to pick them up. They were on time, and Hagrid, who tried to start a conversation with Harry, but he was too moody to respond, but the two Gryffindors, however, came with ten minutes late.

In silence, all followed Hagrid to the entrance of the Forbidden Forest, where the giant began to explain to students what they would have done.

- 'But it's dangerous,' exclaimed Ryan. 'There are all kinds of creatures in the forest! "

- 'And then scarred you are afraid! " Draco said mockingly. 'You one who-beat-it-on-which-does-not-to-pronounce the name? Tut, tut I'm disappointed, 'he said in a tone of mock regret. Harry let out a chuckle when he heard that, but was less pleased when Hagrid decreed that the twins would go along with Fang on one side, and he and Draco and Dean on the other side.

- 'It's all your fault! " Ryan shouted suddenly, while searching for five minutes in the forest of signs of what killed the unicorns.

- 'And I know why? " said Harry wearily while continuing to raise his wand lit up. The sooner they would have found, the sooner they could leave here.

- 'If you had been distributed in Gryffindor like you should have, or even Ravenclaw' exclaimed his brother. 'None of this product can do, and I would not be in this forest, I would not lose fifty points from Gryffindor, and everything would be normal for us! "

- 'It was you who rejected me the first I remind you,' said Harry, turning to him and looking him straight in the eye. 'For me nothing had changed between us when I was sent to Slytherin, but for reasons only stupid you decided that I must be bad if I were in that house, and since you treat me like I n 'was a less than nothing just good to be jealous of your little glory! "

Ryan was about to respond when the attention of Harry was attracted by a suspicious noise and a sudden movement he intimated to his brother about not making any noise. The path in which they were was dark and bushy, and led to a clearing where did the noise in question. With caution, Harry walked slowly toward the clearing, his brother, right on his heels. The sight he saw when he returned to the heart.

A unicorn was lying, apparently injured his immaculate white silver and blood coming out of a wound she had on the chest forming a contrast with the deadly dark green grass. But the worst was the human form who was kneeling before her. And drank his blood. Behind him, his brother gave a little cry and turned around in disgust.

Harry knew no crime more horrible than to hurt a unicorn. They were so pure beings, touch, use their blood was reduced to a half-life, a life that could only be cursed. While the stranger raised his head in their direction, Harry felt his burning scar on his forehead. The pain was throbbing and he felt that his head would explode in two. Screaming, he fell to the ground, holding his head in his hands. Panting, he managed to direct his twin to a signal with his wand to the attention of Hagrid. Seconds later, no longer stand the pain, he fell into darkness.