45 Slice of Life in Hogwarts

That night, after dinner, Minerva asked Flitwick and Dumbledore to meet in the headmaster's office, with me and my parents.

"What is it, Minerva?" Dumbledore asked, as he thought something interesting must have happened for her to be so frantic.

She nodded, and looked at me, then bowed to my eye level and asked politely, "Can you become a bird again, young man?"

I nodded, and changed into a Thunderbird. I saw Dumbledore look in shock, from his moonglasses, his eyebrows raised, as I flew towards Fawkes, and we both flew around each other.

Thunderbirds grow to a gigantic size, so their chicks develop their wings and beak faster than other birds. A chick of three months old grows the size of Peregrine Falcon, and in a year, with right diet, the chick grows larger than even mundane Vulture species like Condors.

I was right now, the size of a mountain eagle, and therefore approximately the same size as the phoenix.

We flew around each other, as sparks of Flame and lightning released from our bodies.

We then did a rainbow routine, where you fly around each other in a spiral, and I needed to calm down, as the storms were getting excited, because of me.

We end the flight, with me landing between the adults, and the phoenix landing on my head.

I heard applause as all had a smile on their faces, as I saw Flitwick was excited to see my performance, Minerva was amazed, Dumbledore was looking in amazement, and my parents were proud.

"Amazing! How did you become a bird, young man?" I saw Dumbledore ask me, as Minerva explained how I didn't know about Animagus ritual.

I answered absently, as I gently pet the phoenix who trilled under my expert ministrations.

"I was looking at the storm one day, when I saw the beautiful golden bird in the sky. She wanted to carry the storm in her wings, so I teleported on her back, to see her do it. She was startled, and wanted to shake me off saying, 'Humans cannot stop the storm!' I said, I don't want to stop the storm, I want to see it. She was amazed, and landed on a hill, and told me, I am a Bird of Storm, just like her. I said No, and she was adamant about it. So to prove her wrong, I changed into Magic and became A bird like her, but she misunderstood, and became smug about it. So I became a Dragon to make her understand, and she told me to stop taking inferior forms, and fly with her like the bird I was. I tried to explain, but I could see she was getting angry, so I had no choice but to fly with her, while she taught me how to carry the storm in my wings. She was a stubborn bird! True Story!"

I could see their amazed faces, as Minerva managed to squeeze out, "You can become a dragon?" I didn't see reply, as the phoenix flew back to its perch, from my hand, and I changed into a Hebridean Black Dragon. As a Dragon Cub, I had my dragonbreath, and wings fully developed as the Hebridean Black were aggressive creatures.

I leapt into the air, and flew till I landed on my mom's neck, and changed into a human, before flying again to my place.

Minerva rubbed her nose, as she sighed. "I dread the day, you receive a wand."

A sentiment shared by all, even my parents. "But I haven't even used a wand yet!" I retorted.

"That's the problem!" I heard a chorus of answer, as Dumbledore, Flitwick and even Fawkes laughed at my expense. I may, or may not have pouted.

I was warned by the adults to hide this ability, as not everyone can become Animagus, and noone (in Britain) can become a magical creature Animagus. And absolutely noone (again, in Britain) can become Animagus with multiple creature forms.

It all amounted to repetitive warning, and I knew I couldn't relax, until Snape lives in the castle, but we had a few things to do.

My parents managed to follow my instructions, and get the Diadem, from the RoR.

We were waiting for a vial of Basilisk venom, which my grandpa was going to supply from Italy, since we had started breeding Basilisks, since I can talk to them.

We had also started covering their eyes, to prevent any breeder dying or petrifying from them. The venom was ready, and the vial who arrive any day now, as I planned to dispose off Voldy and Snape in one go.

I had prepared a Draught of Living Death, which I kept in my hammerspace, and the moment all the pieces were in place, we would charge the offence, in one fell swoop.