Harry reached the kitchens in time, under his cloak. He estimated that his real self would currently be walking towards the chamber of secrets. He had learnt an insane amount today! He apparently was an arch-mage, and had the ability to do wandless magic. On top of that he was going to be taught by the founders! Tomorrow he was going to do his first ritual. He was a bit apprehensive about it but decided he would trust the founders over the ministry. And the ministry was filled with morons! Last summer he had gotten a warning for underage magic by the ministry for a Hoover charm used by a house elf.
He tickled the pear and the painting swung open, to reveal a very large kitchen filled with house elves. Several crowded him asking what he wanted and welcoming him to the kitchens.
"Okay, okay! Wait. I just want something to eat. I am hungry. Something like sandwiches and soup!" He added as he saw a couple of elves rush and bring a bowl filled with eclairs. He wanted to eat somewhere equivalent to dinner, not candies.
The elves showed Harry a circular table to sit on. "Which type of sandwich would master like?" One elf asked.
" One bacon sandwich and one cheese grilled sandwich if you can please."
The elf bowed and quickly went over to make his order. A minute later a bowl of soup was on front of him. "Would master like this tomato soup or does he want something else?" An elf questioned shyly.
"No, no this is wonderful, thank you " All the elves in the kitchen paused whatever they were doing to stare at him. Of course, house-elves were underappreciated workers.
"Harry Potter is much greater than we heard. Harry Potter is so kind and noble, thanking is lowly house elves!"
"Umm.. Yes thank you for the compliment, but please go back to your work." He said and started eating his soup.
After a hearty meal, he decided to go back to his dorms for some time. For Hermione it was only eighteen minutes since he had left. So he entered the dorms, and opened his trunk. He saw the basilisk fang, Lucius's money bag and his wands. Malfoy's wand didn't work so he put it back in his trunk. 'The trunk is nearly overflowing. I need a new one. Next year we will have more subjects and I will even take books for extra study.' he thought to himself.
He took Lucius's money bag and cast a money counting charm on it. 4732 G, 720 S, 20 K. It came. 'Holy shit! Who roams about with so much money on them? Well too bad Malfoy was looted. Now this was Harry's. He was going to spoil himself a bit. After all he never had any luxury, so a couple of fancy clothes or a good trunk won't hurt. After all, it wasn't his money!'.
He put it in his trunk and locked it. He then hurried back to Hermione. He was a man of his word after all!
The next day he woke up at his usual time of five thirty. He carried out his morning rituals and got ready for the day. He had decided to visit the chamber and learn there, before would either head back for breakfast or use the time turner. He briefly wondered if he should disturb them this early, but they were portraits not humans and didn't need rest. So he donned his invisibility cloak and went to the chamber.
"Back so soon?" Salazar asked,
"Good morning to you too." Harry answered. "See Sal learn some manners from the boy! Good Morning Harry." Helga chided.
"I decide to come here first. We have a little more than an hour and half before my class mates wake up. We were going to do a ritual. So I decided it was the best to come early incase we need to prepare something."
"Its nothing much. It is a beginner's ritual, The most basic of all. Take the Rituals book, the thick one from the seventh shelf, third row. It is the thickest one." Helga said.
Harry removed the book and flipped to the index. "The magicke Purificus one?" Harry questioned. Salazar and Halga nodded.
He opened it and saw that on one page was a diagram, the ritual, and the other page had information. It was quite simple. It would purify his magic from all foreign presences, repair and open his Magical channels( from the core to each part of the body, magic flows through these channels) and finally help his magic flow more freely in his body.
It was simple enough. use flagerate inscribus to draw the Star structure and the seven runes and then put three drops of his blood on each rune. Then he had to lay in the middle without any magic items on himself and say a short seven word chant. Easy!
"Practice saying the charm, you don't want to make a pronunciation mistake. Once you are through, draw the structure on the floor and do the ritual." Salazar said.
"How do I put the blood?"
"There is a ritual knife in the ritual chamber, second door from the right. Go in, we will meet you there." Helga said moving out of her portrait followed by Salazar. Harry went in and was met with a simple stone chamber, bare of everything except the two portraits on the wall and a ritual knife and bowl lying at one side. "Scourgify" Harry cleaned them.
"Hey what is in the other rooms?" Harry asked. He still hadn't explored the whole thing.
"A potions lab, Three bedrooms, a roman bath like the prefects bathroom of Hogwarts and finally the map room. It has a complete map of Hogwarts and can be used to locate anyone in the school. Also the room has a cabinet in which there are self updating maps of the ministry of magic of every single country, Diagon alley and its similar counterparts all over the world, Hogsmeade, Beauxbatons academy of magic, Drumstrang Institute, Livermony, Salem institute, Takshshila university, Nalanda University, Greek magic Institute, MACUSA headquarters and also every muggle institute like white house, Birmingham Castle, UN headquarters etc. They unfortunately don't show people, just a normal map." Salazar explained to Harry's who's eyes were widening at every name.
"How the fuck do you have all this."
"I am Salazar Slytherin. Now stop questioning my greatness and work on yours! start drawing the ritual!" Helga and Harry rolled their eyes. And Harry complied. After he drew it, Salazar and Helga spent ten minutes making sure it was perfect while Harry removed his outer cloak, ring and wand. They nodded at him to continue. He cut his thumb and squeezed three drops of blood on each rune. His thumb was almost healed thanks to the magic on the knife. He lied in the middle of the star and chanted the words. The star glowed and he felt a tingle spread throughout his body. His gut felt warm and the heat spread through his veins. It felt uncomfortable but endured it. It stopped after almost fifteen magic. He now felt like he had taken a warm bubble bath after a tiring day.
"How do you feel?" Helga asked. "Like I have taken a warm bubble bath after a tiring day." he replied.
"Then congratulations Harry Potter, you have just completed your first ritual." Salazar said.
"Now what?" Harry asked.
"You shouldn't do any magic for an hour or so atleast. Keep use of magic to a minimum today." Helga said. "I have still 50 minutes or so before I need to leave. What should I do until then?" Harry asked them.
"Then we start your training. First and foremost you will start learning the mind arts. Your mind is your greatest weapon. A person with a well organized mind learns better and performs better in every aspect. The mind arts has two main branches. Occlumency and Legilimency. Occlumency is the art of organizing and protecting the mind against intrusion. At the most advanced level, an Occlumens has a photographic memory, and can think much faster, perceive things faster than normal and most importantly it helps the person cast magic with precision, without wasting magical energy. Also a master Occlumens can cast a Patronus charm and a killing curse one after the other without stopping even though they require completely opposite emotions to cast. Patronus charm requires positive emotions like happiness and love, while the killing curse requires negative emotion of hate. Your headmaster, Riddle, Grindewald, Myrddin, Morgana, and all of us founders are master Occlumens. The.. Yes?" Salazar stopped his lecture as harry had raised his hand.
"What is the Patronus charm?"
"The Patronus charm is the charm the only known shield charm against creatures like Dementors, Lethifolds and nightmares. It can be cast only with positive emotions. The incantation is expecto patronum. A perfectly cast Patronus takes the shape of a silver guardian in form of an animal, which may depend on ones personality or if the person has a connection to the animal, like a familiar or Animagus form or even a form of a loved one. All the house mascots are our Patronus forms." Helga answered him. "Okay."
"So as I was saying, The second branch is Legilimency, the art of reading the mind and emotions. The mind is not an open book to be picked and read at pleasure. It is multi-layered and complex. Most people who know this art can read only emotions, surface thoughts and discern a truth from a lie and at the most see flashes of memories. But a master legilimens can look through the mind like a book. He or She can even look into obliviated memories if needed. If done brutally it would destroy a mind completely except if the person who is attacked is sufficiently skilled at occlumency. For now I will only teach you Occlumency. Once you are sufficient, I will start Legilimency. Pick up the book titled 'An introduction to protecting the mind' and complete reading the first chapter before you go back."
Harry went for breakfast after reading the first two chapters of the book. It was an interesting read. After eating he went to professor McGonagall's office and knocked.
"Come in." Harry entered his head of the house's office. "What can I do for you today Mr. Potter?"
" Professor, I have a concern with my wand. It is feeling off in a sense. So I was wondering if it could be checked and I could get a new wand if necessary?"
"I am no expert in wand lore Mr. Potter, But you need to go to the headmaster if you want to leave the school. Go fast before your classes start. The password is Chocolate frogs."
Harry thanked her and ran through the corridors before stopping at the gargoyle. He straightened his clothes and spoke the password.
He was just about to knock on the door, when the headmaster's voice rang out, "Come in Mr. Potter."
Harry blinked once. twice. Then shrugged and entered. It was probably some sort of ward telling the headmaster that he was at the door.
"What can I do for you today Mr. Potter?"
"Professor, I have a concern with my wand. It is feeling off in a sense. So I was wondering if it could be checked and I could get a new wand if necessary? I asked Professor McGonagall and she sent me to you."
"Feeling off as in?" Dumbledore questioned. "It is resisting me. It doesn't feel as good as before."
Dumbledore pondered on his words. After Ariana's death, he had a similar problem with his wand. So he had got a custom made wand from Ollivanders, tailored specifically for him. 13 and three quarter inches, Cherry, Chinese fireball( from his original wand) and Sphinx heartstring and phoenix feather with a half gram of pure gold. It cost much higher than a normal wand costed but was worth it. It was the wand he had defeated Gellert with and won the fabled Death-stick.
"After classes today, you can visit Diagon Alley. I will advice you to tell Ollivanders to make a custom wand for you. It is much better than a normal wand he sells. Come back here after classes" He knew Harry had a lot of money, being from a Most ancient and Most Noble House as well as he had the gold from Lucius.
Harry nodded and left.
After classes Harry found himself back in the Headmasters office after classes ended. He had informed Hermione and Ron that he was going to buy a new wand.
"Ah! Harry are you ready to go?" Harry nodded in assent. "Before you go I have a gift for you. Take this necklace and say Glamour on to put on a glamor on your face. to remove it say glamour off. It is also a portkey straight here. It is a special Hit wizard portkey."
"What is a hit-wizard portkey? and why do I need this?"
"A hit wizard portkey is a highly protected secret of the hit wizard branch of The DMLE. They are the ones who go in high danger situations and are trained to take down Dark wizards. So to escape such situation, they use these portkeys as these can bypass temporary anti-portkey and anti-Apparation wards. They all take a magical oath to never give out this secret or a portkey to anyone who is not a hit wizard. And it is for your safety. Put the glamour on in Diagon alley and public places except Gringotts."
"Thank you sir. If the secret is so protected, how do you know to make it?" Harry asked.
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled and he smiled, "I am Albus Dumbledore." He said in a greater than thou tone.
Harry rolled his eyes. "Remember to return here before dinner. The portkey phrase is Fawkes base. Keep the necklace, its yours now. I wish you luck in getting a new wand made." Suddenly a trill filled the air and Fawkes landed on Dumbledore's desk. He nudged Dumbledore's hand and pointed at Harry.
"You want to give a feather for Harry's wand?" Fawkes shook his head and trilled again.
"You want to give your tears?" Dumbledore asked flabbergasted. Fawkes trilled and nodded. A phoenix, bonded to a person or not, giving tears freely to another without the other person being fatally injured was unheard of. And even for its bonded a phoenix never gave its tears except he or she was injured. He had never even heard of a wand with phoenix tears!
He summoned a small crystal vial and held it for Fawkes. He cried in it and filled it up. He put an unbreakable charm on it and handed it to Harry. "You should feel honored Harry. It is a big thing for a phoenix to give his tears to a person even in life and death situations. Let alone for a wand. You are a lucky person Mr. Potter"
Harry just nodded dumbly, took the vial gently as if it was a fragile thing and said "Thank you Professor. Thank you Fawkes. I will make sure I am back before dinner." Saying he activated the Glamour necklace, took floo powder and threw it in the fire place saying Diagon Alley."
Harry stumbled out of the fire place barely managing to catch himself before he fell down. He nodded at tom and entered Diagon alley after tapping the bricks. in the correct order. The alley was filled with a lot less people than in summer before school. He entered Ollivanders wand shop. The place was the same as he had visited it almost three years ago to buy his wand.
"Welcome back Mr. Potter, what can I do for you." Harry jumped in the air startled by Ollivanders sudden appearance. He didn't know how Ollivander saw through the glamour but decided to not question it. He told him about the situation with his wand. "Mr. Potter so you are saying the wand doesn't work properly for you as it did, but it is still better than other wands you use?" Harry nodded. "Then I will make you a custom wand, as well as change your first wand a bit so that it is a better fit for you, of course if you are willing to pay."
"Money is no concern Mr. Ollivander, just put your best work in. Also, Professor Dumbledore's Phoenix gave me this." He said showing the phoenix tear vial. Ollivander sucked in a sharp breath "My word Mr. Potter. I feel that this will be my greatest creation yet. I have never used phoenix tears for a wand. But I am sure I can handle it. Come with me."
They walked into an adjoining room, filled with several types of woods, more than he had ever heard of, and several animal products, Heartstrings, fur, claws, feathers etc. "Mr. Potter kindly hover you hand above the wood and tell me which wood feels the warmest."
Harry started hovering his hand above the woods. After several blocks he knew he got the right one. It was a strange wood but he picked it up. The wandmakers expression shifted into a bit of shock before becoming giddy. "Elder wood. One of the rarest wood type that we wandmakers use for wands. In my career of more than half century I have at the most made a dozen elder wood wands, and only one has been sold, that was a couple of decades ago. It signifies wisdom, intelligence, power, greatness and has an association with death. A fitting wand for you Mr. Potter, after all you are the only person who has survived death." He smiled at Harry, referring to him surviving the killing curse.
'I have been closer to death than one can ever imagine.' He thought but nodded in assent nevertheless.
"Now take the wood and repeat the procedure with all the cores." Harry did it. After some dozens of cores he picked up a blue-black feather. Ollivander nodded and just looked giddier with each material. Finally he picked some sort of heartstring. Ollivander now looked like he was having an orgasm. "Is that all Mr. Potter?"
"Yes sir." He was now becoming wary of the old wandmaker. The wandmaker looked like he was high.
"Yes, Elder wood, with core of phoenix tears, Thunderbird Feather and Manticore heartstring. This is going to be a great challenge. Thank you Mr. Potter! Now give me a few drops of your blood to determine the wands length and a stabilizing agent for the multiple cores. Then you can leave."
"What about my original wand?"
"Oh yes, give it here." He took the holly wand to a counter and took some sort of nail and a hammer. He placed the nail on the wand and brought down his hammer. Harry cried out in alarm as the wood splintered and Ollivander picked up the phoenix feather. "Fret not Mr. Potter, you would need a new wand wood for this. Holly won't do. So take this feather and repeat the procedure with the woods." this time Harry picked an almost black colour wood.
"Ebony." Ollivander simply said and gestured towards the cores. Harry got the impression that it wasn't as rare as elder wood. He hovered his hand above the cores with the wood and phoenix feather in hand, he only got a single one but Ollivander looked happy now. "Great horned Hebridean Black heartstring. What do you know Mr. Potter about this dragon?"
"Nothing. I don't even know about the manticore and thunder bird."
"The Great horned Hebridean Black Dragons were once the most fierce Dragons to walk on the Earth. They grew up to a hundred feet in height, had the thickest hide among dragons, and could easily fire flames to about 60-70 meters far. They were fiercely loyal to their pack and it took around 150 Qualified wizards to take one down. So dangerous that the ICW forcibly hunted them into extinction 4 centuries ago. The thunderbird on the other hand is the king of the skies. It can cause huge storms and shoot thunder on their whim. It is almost poetic that a thunderbird feather chose you with your scar being a lightning bolt." His scar had grown fainter since the Basilisk battle but was still present and very much visible.
"The Manticore is of the feline family. It is has human level intelligence and can speak human languages. Half lion-half man, the manticore is perhaps one of the most dangerous magical to currently walk on Earth because of its cunning, High intelligence, deadly claws, superspeed and agility with the ability to shoot poisoned spikes from its tail. All of them are XXXXX creatures. Now enough questions give me some drops of your blood." he did as Mr. Ollivander commanded. "Now go and come after a couple of hours to collect the wands. Your total is 150 Galleons and I will put two top line wand hostlers and a wand polish for free." He ushered Harry out of the shop. and flipped the CLOSED board. Harry shrugged and decided to go to the bank to see the status of the vault.
Removing his glamour, he entered the bank and went to the nearest Goblin teller. He recognized the goblin sitting behind the desk.
"Griphook!" He called. The poor goblin almost fell off his chair. The neighboring goblins also looked at harry, surprise etched on their faces.
"Mister Potter, you recognize me?" He asked.
"Of course I do. How else would I have called you by name otherwise?" Harry answered dryly. "Oh yes, Ok Mr. Potter, what is your business with Gringotts today?"
"I wish to know about my finances. I recently got a transaction done. I wish to know about it." Griphook's nodded. "Very well, Sharptooth, take Mr. Potter here to his Account Manager."
Sharptooth led harry through a few corridors before stopping in front of a door on which was written Family Account Manager Ragnok: Potter, Timthony, Diggory, Langer. He raised his hand and knocked thrice. "Enter."
Harry entered an office. Behind the desk sat an old goblin. "Mr. Potter, you are more than two months too early! You have to come on your thirteenth birthday for the Heir Ring and to gain partial access to your family Vault. Currently you would get nothing."
"Wait a second! I had to come here? I never knew of this. And I thought that I could not see my other vaults till I was of age?" Harry exclaimed
"Oh! You would have of course been notified a week before your thirteenth birthday by owl for the meeting. And you will only be able to access the heirlooms, books and other things, everything except money from your family vault, that you will only be able to access when you are seventeen. So if you didn't know this then why are you here today?"
"Oh err... yeah I wanted to know about my finances. I recently got a huge amount of money from Mr. Malfoy. I wish to know about it and the request I sent with my house elf."
The goblin took out a ledger and showed it to him. "3 million Galleons transferred from Malfoy vault to a newly opened vault. I took the liberty of opening a new vault for you as your trust vault was decreed to have no more than 2500 G at a single time. So I opened a new vault at my discretion. Hope you approve?" Harry nodded. "Out of the three million you wished for 1 million to be distributed among the chamber victims. So we transferred 100,000G to the vault of Rubeus Hagrid and Penelope Clearwater. The same amount was put in the newly opened vaults for Colin Creevey, Justin Finch-Fletchley, and Hermione Granger. They will be notified at the end of the month via owl. 200,000G has been deposited in the Weasley vault. Then there is the matter of the cat, and the ghosts. The ghosts have no relatives, neither they are alive. And a cat doesn't need money and its master is a squib and has no vault here. So their 300,000 G have been kept in your vault. Your newest vault has 2,299,900 G. The 100G fee was deducted as a vault fee and the total transaction cost." Harry nodded approvingly.
"Thank you sir. I wished to know just that. I will come back here on my thirteenth Birthday. Goodbye."
"Yes Mr. Potter. May your enemies fall and your gold overflow."
"Err... How am I supposed to reply?"
"You say, May your gold overflow and your enemies fall." Harry replied just that and walked out of Gringotts after reapplying the glamour. He still could spent more than 4500G to spoil himself with the free money. He decided he should buy a good trunk and then few pairs of clothes and a pair of new sneakers. He entered a shop named Tambol Trunks and Tents. He went to the counter and said, "Good evening, I wish to buy a trunk. Can you kindly show me your options?"
"Certainly fine sir! We have standard trunks, Expanded Standard trunk, 3 compartment trunks, 5 compartment trunks, 7 compartment trunks, And a special expanded version for each which gives thrice the normal space per compartment. We also have trunks with a special library compartment, And one room compartments, which has an expanded space of 5m X 5m. We also give customized option. Also for each trunks we have add ons like self cleaning " She said it in a tone suggesting that it was memorized by her.
"Can I have a 5-compartment trunk with three expanded compartments, one library compartment and the room one?"
"Of course sir, but it will cost you 580 G without the add-ons." Harry just waved her off and said "As for the add ons put fire resistance, Water proofing, Extra durability, Password protection, Auto-shrink and enlarge, and err..." the cost was 685 G by now. He wanted to add another 15G item and make it 700G price. " a keep-cool box!" He said noticing the feature which was like an extremely small fridge in muggle terms.
"Certainly. If you wait here for ten minutes, the trunk will be ready with add ons and everything. Till then you can make the payment there." She said pointing to and old man before giving him a slip of paper, showing his purchase. Thanking her he went to make the payment. True to her word she returned ten minutes later with a shrunken trunk. She showed him it's features and how to use it. Thanking them for the final time, he left. Now he wanted to buy a few new clothes. He went Madam Malkin's shop. It was empty.
"Good evening! Welcome to the shop. How can I help you sir?" Madam Malkin asked.
"Good evening to you too. I would like to buy a few clothes. 3 t-shirts, two shirts, a casual robe, 2 pairs of jeans, some socks, boxer briefs and umm... Actually that is all." She looked ecstatic at the big order. "Certainly young sir." She started showing him all sorts of variety among things and he chose from those. He didn't deter from the order, as he knew there was no point in buying extra because he would soon start growing due to puberty. These will become short for him within a few months. He put the purchases in his trunk. And shrunk it again to the size of a match box. He walked out 96G lighter. He saw that he still had a half hour wait for getting his wands. He decided to head to Florean Forescue's ice cream shop. On the way he saw a newly opened shop named Wizarding watches and clocks. He wanted a watch. So he entered the shop and left a few minutes later with a new watch on his left wrist. It showed the time, lunar chart, the date and had a compass. Everything was automatically set by magic. So he didn't need to worry while using the time turner.
He bought a vanilla sundae from the ice cream shop and enjoyed it sitting outside. It wasn't too hot yet, but who says no to a good ice cream?
After finishing the sundae, he walked at a leisurely pace to Ollivanders wand shop. The CLOSED board had been removed meaning that his wands were ready. He entered the shop, already on guard for the eccentric wand maker. "Yes Mr. Potter, your wands are ready. I have to say that your custom wand is my greatest creation till date. Wait here." He said appearing from nowhere as always and then went inside the adjoining room only to come out moments later carrying two boxes. 'My wands' Harry realized. He was quiet curious to see the end product, which in Ollivanders, the most premium wand maker in Britain, own words, was his greatest creation.
Mr. Ollivander opened the first box. In it rested a black coloured wand. "Ebony, 13 inches, with phoenix feather core and a great horned Hebridean black heart string. Give it a wave."
Harry waved it and a few multicoloured sparks shower from it. It didn't feel as good as it originally was but it was certainly much better than it was since the last two days.
"Certainly not a perfect match, but sufficient enough to become a secondary wand. Now hear me carefully Mr. Potter. this wand in itself is impressive. It shows that you are an extremely powerful and capable wizard. Whenever you need to present a wand officially like at the ministry or at some other occasion, always present this one. One can tell a lot from a person's wand. Reserve your main wand for personal use and use during duels and such. Always make sure that officially the wand you present is this. No one bothers after an initial check anyways. Now for your main wand, my greatest creation till date. If I am told to remember my one creation and forget the rest, I will certainly remember this one Mr. Potter. Elder wood, 13 inches, inlaid with 0.7 grams Mithril and cores of phoenix tears, Manticore heartstring and a thunderbird feather. It has the ability to cast its own curses automatically if you are in danger. " He finished dramatically. Harry had to admit that the wand looked beautiful... Actually no... Beautiful was not sufficient... It looked stunning.
It was elder wood and berries structure with thin lines of a golden-ish silver coloured metal, Mithril running down its length in a helical shape.(think of the elder wand... The original one... With a golden-ish silver helix running down its length).
Harry touched it. The room was filled with warmth and wind blew in all directions. The wand sang in his hand. It was like the phoenix song coupled with the sensation he felt while riding his broom at insane speeds and like the roar of a lion encouraging him. The sensation was one on a kind. This wand felt like a part of himself, much better than his holly wand ever felt.
" Tha - thank you Mr. Ollivander. It is great" Harry said.
" Yes, a perfect match. As I said when you got your first wand, I will expect great things from you Mr. Potter great things indeed." Ollivander smiled at him.
" I haven't sullied these wands with the taint of the ministry trace Mr. Potter. Now you will be able to do magic in high magic areas like this alley or in a magical house. Of course the ministry will still detect you casting magic if you do it in a muggle area due to your magical signature. And here are your Ukrainian Ironbelly hide- demiguise hair wand holsters with flick-draw feature, auto sticking charm, anti-summoning charm, except for you that is and anti-theft. It is water and fireproof and most importantly will become invisible if you wish. And this is wand polish, a wand care manual is inside." He added.
Harry nodded gratefully. Now he would be able to do magic at the Weasley's or in the alley without restriction. Of course not at his relatives house but still something is better than nothing. He thought. He thanked the wand maker, paid him 180G, 30G tip for his special service that he had given, without asking.
He went outside after attaching one holster to his forearm and putting his elder wood wand in it, keeping the other one in his bag. And then said "Fawkes Base" and portkeyed back to Hogwarts.