"Plans"

51- "Plans"

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A rather calm chapter. I hope you like it, though it feels more like a filler-style chapter.

Don't forget to leave your power stone, it always helps a lot.

A couple of days after the exciting dueling class, another attack occurred. This time, luckily, Harry Potter was no longer suspected of being the heir, thanks to Stephen's intervention.

Harry was the one who found Justin Finch-Fletchley petrified, along with Nearly Headless Nick floating motionless in front of him. Before Harry could do or say anything, Stephen appeared, kicked him, and hid him with invisibility magic. He quickly took him away while watching McGonagall emerge from one of the hallways.

—Why did you do that? —Harry asked, in pain.

—Idiot. Do you want to be found next to the guy who was shouting that he was a Muggle-born wizard? They're going to think you're the heir! —Stephen said, giving him a smack on the head.

—But I'm not! —Harry defended himself while rubbing his head.

—Unfortunately, you are. Or at least, one of them —Stephen said, staring at Harry.

—Wh-what do you mean by that?

—In the dueling class... you were able to speak to the snake.

—Yeah, but a lot of wizards can do that too, right?

—Sigh. No, it's extremely rare, and if someone has the ability, they usually hide it —Stephen replied, a bit tired.

—Why hide it?

—Because the ones who used it were dark wizards. Slytherin was one of them, which is why his heir is expected to have the same ability. In any case, don't tell anyone you can speak Parseltongue —Stephen said, leaving the stunned Harry behind as he headed for the Gryffindor common room.

Sigh. Maybe I should get more involved. Even though no one will die, it's stressful seeing everyone walking around suspiciously, Stephen thought as he made his way to the castle.

A couple of days later, Stephen was helping train the new students, some from other houses who had joined the courtyard to learn. Stephen was surprised to see a few Slytherins among them, but he didn't mind. Angelina, Percy, and, for some reason, the Weasley twins were in charge of selecting those who seemed trustworthy.

—First and foremost, in our training, you cannot use your wand. Since most Eldritch magic consumes stamina like regular magic, training your bodies is essential. And above all, if you use Eldritch magic to harm an innocent... I will personally lead a group to hunt you down —Stephen said, looking at several of the Slytherins just in case, making everyone—not just the Slytherins—feel an overwhelming pressure.

—Clap! Alright, now run for 20 minutes —Stephen said, clapping his hands to wake everyone up, speaking with a smile as if the threat he had just made had never happened.

—Stephen! Please help, Penelope...! —suddenly, a distressed cry reached Stephen. Percy, looking nervous, quickly approached him.

—What happened to Penelope? —Stephen asked seriously as the exhausted Percy, who had come running for help, tried to catch his breath.

—Penelope was attacked. She's petrified in the infirmary —Percy said sadly, almost crying.

—Sigh. It's okay, don't worry. Misty has already managed to get adult mandrakes for the potion, we just need to ask Snape for help.

—Thank you —Percy quickly said, relief washing over his face.

—Angelina, you're in charge. I have to go ask Stone Face for help —Stephen said as he left, with Percy quickly following behind.

When they reached Snape's door, Percy quickly lost his courage and just stood there watching what Stephen was about to do.

—Come in —before they could knock, Snape's voice sounded from inside.

—What does Mr. Flamel need to be making so much noise outside my office? —Snape said as soon as he saw Stephen enter.

Stephen held back the urge to mock how Snape knew it was him before knocking, remembering that back in first year, whenever he wanted to annoy Snape, he would always leave something at his door. So, it was reasonable for Snape to be on guard whenever he heard him nearby.

—Hello, professor. Seeing the school's need for mandrake plants, I took the liberty of acquiring some —Stephen said calmly to Snape, since he needed a favor and didn't want to get on his bad side. At least not today.

—I seem to recall that the school has plants about to mature. What makes the ones you brought any better, Mr. Meddler? Or perhaps you have little confidence in your school? —Snape said in a biting tone, staring at Stephen.

—The school where students are being attacked without anyone finding the culprit. Yes, I trust it with my life —Stephen replied with a hint of mockery.

Snape stared at him and, without saying anything, simply extended his hand for Stephen to hand over the plants.

—If you need more, you can come find me —Stephen said as he handed over a bag and quickly left.

Percy, not fully understanding, thanked Snape and followed Stephen.

—Phew. If we had stayed any longer, I wouldn't have been able to resist mocking Snape. And our request for help would have ended in nothing —Stephen said to Percy as he brushed off nonexistent dust from his chest.

—Thanks?... for not mocking a professor —Percy said, then quickly said goodbye to Stephen as he returned to the infirmary.

—Percy is always so boring —Stephen muttered as he watched Percy leave, obviously worried about his girlfriend. As he observed, he saw a redhead, a blonde, and something that looked like a bird peeking from behind a column.

—What are the little ones doing and... is that a griff? —Stephen asked, surprised to see the creature, which was obviously created with summoning magic.

—Hi, big brother. This is Ben. Say hello, Ben —Luna cheerfully greeted Stephen when he approached, casually introducing her small griff, which obeyed Luna and raised a paw in greeting.

By the way, Stephen had managed to trick Luna into calling him brother, though Ginny had been harder to convince, so in the end, only Luna called him that.

—Luna is practicing to maintain her summons for longer, but she struggles, and they only last 10 seconds —Ginny explained while greeting Stephen.

—10 seconds is quite a lot —Stephen was surprised that a little girl could endure magical drain for so long while keeping the image of a creature in her mind. He watched as the creature was forcibly pulled back into its summoning portal.

Well, it makes sense that she can't last longer. After all, we don't have the super battery called Vishanti... Suddenly, Stephen stopped his internal monologue as he started thinking deeply, leaving the two girls intrigued.

—Battery! How could I forget that?! Don't worry, little sister, I have a solution to make your summons last longer! —Stephen said as he ruffled both girls' hair before running off.

The two girls just watched him leave, then looked at each other with their hair all messy, finding it funny.

—Fred, George! —Stephen burst into the room where the twins were playing fighting games at a table that projected illusions to recreate the game.

—What's up, boss?… Fred, spamming the same attack is cheating.

—Of course not. If you can do it, that means it's part of the game. We're almost done, boss.

Both responded without looking up as they pummeled each other in the game.

—You can finish later —Stephen said as he turned off the game.

—Nooo. Boss, I was finally about to break our never-ending tie streak —Fred groaned, devastated that he had been about to win.

—Tough luck, Fred, but the boss needs us —George, on the other hand, was happy about the interruption.

—How do the amusement park rides power up? —Stephen asked quickly, ignoring them.

—Did you forget, boss?

—But you're the one who created them! —the twins responded in confusion, starting to suspect he might be a disguised spy.

—Idiots, just answer—what does the ride operator have to do? —Stephen asked, a bit stressed from dealing with the twins.

The twins exchanged puzzled looks but answered.

—They just have to place their hand on the magic circle to channel their magic.

—And they have to switch out every so often when their mana runs out.

—That's right. The amusement park rides are different from televisions and magicphones, which consume so little mana that they can function with ambient energy.

—Yeah? —the twins still didn't understand what this was all about.

—We forgot about batteries.

—Batteries?

—What's that? —at the twins' question, Stephen realized why he had forgotten something that used to belong to the Muggle world.

—Looks like I'm getting too used to thinking like a wizard from this world —Stephen understood that, after living in the magical world for so long, at Hogwarts and everything, he had started thinking a lot like the wizards here.

—To sum it up, a battery is an object that can store energy to use it for other things. Some can even be recharged by connecting them to an electrical network.

—Sounds cool, but why would we want Muggle electricity?

—Yeah, plus, electricity breaks down when it gets too close to magic —Fred quickly responded, realizing the small inconvenience.

—No, idiots. What we need is to create a magical battery and a way to charge it with ambient magic. That would reduce the need for wizards at the amusement park to work themselves to exhaustion.

The twins quickly understood Stephen, exchanged a grin, and answered.

—If you need help, just say the word.

—I was already wondering when we'd create something new.

—And not just that. If we find a way to create batteries, we could make the illusion magic in the games even stronger —Stephen said, smiling as he watched the twins get even more excited.

—Awesome, boss! What are we waiting for? —they both said, looking like they were about to start jumping.

—Misty! —Stephen ignored the excited twins and called for the Flamel family's house-elf.

—Young master! —Misty appeared very cheerfully and quickly approached Stephen.

—Hey, Misty, we're here too.

—Misty, long time no see —the twins quickly greeted Misty when they saw her, only to earn her look of disdain before she ignored them.

—It's okay, Misty. They already apologized for breaking your favorite photo, and they even fixed and decorated it —Stephen said with a smile, stepping in to help the twins a little.

Upon hearing that, Misty looked at the twins with less disdain and greeted them.

—Hello.

—Well, it's something —Stephen said to the twins, who felt a little guilty for making the little elf angry.

—Misty, we need you to cover for us for a few days while we research some alchemical tools —Stephen quickly explained the reason for his call.

—Lady Perenelle forbade Misty from helping the young master skip classes —Misty responded, promptly rejecting the request.

Stephen tried everything to convince the elf, only to be refused every time. He finally stopped when he saw the little one on the verge of tears because she couldn't help him.

—Sigh Alright, Misty, don't worry. That just means we'll have to do it during breaks and vacations. So, can you cover for us when we're not in class? —Stephen had to give in, as he didn't want his elf friend to be sad because of him.

—Yes, Misty can help when the young master is not in class —Misty said, quickly regaining her smile.

—Alright, we're going to have to make the most of every moment. So, let's get to it —Stephen said to the twins as he pulled out a suitcase from his belongings. Inside, he had a small laboratory, thanks to an Extension Charm. Though not as big as Newt Scamander's, it had everything they needed.

—Misty, create illusions of us, and if something urgent happens, you can come get us —Stephen said as he entered the suitcase, followed by the twins.

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