Chapter 17 - A Prank?

Inside Headmaster's Office, Harry was sitting across from one Albus Dumbledore. He was summoned up right after his meeting with Daphne telling him about the study group. Which he unashamedly took credit in creating alongside her despite only just finding out. It also helped he was thinking of the same thing but has gotten around to tell her. But this works too since neither of them care to take full credit on creating it.

"I have heard an interesting rumor, Harry."

"The one where I seemed to have given Katie Bell a love potion? I can assure you that I haven't if you're wondering." Harry waved his hand as if shooing the rumor away.

Chuckling, Dumbledore just nodded in agreement. "No, I was referring to the one where I am helping you become an animagus. It seems a certain redhead friend was telling all who would listen."

"Well technically you are helping me, just not the traditional way. So I didn't really lie on why I was reaching the subject."

"Indeed, but you did agree to teach them." Dumbledore stated as he looked at Harry with a curious look.

"Yeah, I thought I would help them not teach them." Harry shrugged as there wasn't any harm letting the age wizard know. "Hopefully my idea works out then I thought I would attempt to become a water phoenix when I practice with them."

"I assume there is a reason for that breed of phoenix, but I will refrain from asking."

Harry just awkwardly shifted in his seat as a slight blush formed. His main reason for wanting to achieve this form was for the second task in the coming tri wizard tournament. If it didn't change at least, if it did well at least he will have a phoenix form if nothing else.

"Is there anything you would like to discuss now Harry?"

"Nope, besides I am currently missing DADA so I think I will just hang around in your personal library."

"Very well Harry. I will overlook it this time."

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As the next few days passed in a relatively calm manner with Harry avoiding Lockhart class or the man himself. He has been looking up some second and third years charms, hexs, and one or two curses. Finally he decided to practice his Patronus Charm.

So inside an empty classroom, Harry laid out a few books that contain the charms in case others wandered in. He could just state he was studying on his own since most of the school is slowly coming to realize Lockhart is a fraud. Expressly fifth and seventh years who are in their OWL and NEWT.

'I wonder if I should hold lessons for this charm for them. It would certainly help them impress the examiners.' Harry thought but put the thought to the aside for now.

Gathering all his love and happy memories from his first hug, meeting Hagrid and the Wizarding world, meeting Lupin, the promise of living with Sirius, the end of the war, his children being born, finding his soulmates. As their warmth and love filled him, his eyes shot open as he made a circular motion and whispered 'Expecto Patronum'.

A large thestral followed by a stag, a wolf, phoenix and finally a grim. As the five ran a few laps around the room, Harry was surprised as they were three times the size than the last time he casted. While the silvery animals towered of him, he could feel all his love and happiness he used to cast fill the room.

"Mr. Potter what do you think you're doing?" An amazed and shocked voice came from the doorway. There Professor McGonagall in her green robe and pointy hat stood with her aged mouth hanging open.

"Morning Professor."

"Did you cast these?"

"Well, yeah as far as I am aware, I am the only one in the room." Harry cheekily replied.

"Amazing twelve year old and casting a spell most grown wizards and witches can't cast. Even more so on casting multiple of them at once and so big." She rambled as Harry allowed them to fade.

"Can I help you Professor." Harry asked.

"Oh, my. Indeed Mr. Potter, I have received a complaint that you have been skipping Lockhart's class this week. So may I know the reason for this?"

Harry could only stare blankly at the future Headmistress as she tried to hide the shame of asking this. It was well known the man was a fraud among the staff as most remember teaching him. She could even remember the party they had after he barely graduated as he nearly failed most of his classes.

"Sorry professor, I just seem to always lose track of time when it's time to learn about hair products, how he won beautiful smiles awards, or how he wrestled a werewolf. Which is really far fetched as he is neither covered in scars, muscular or magically adapted."

A wry smile formed across her lips as she agreed with him but couldn't voice them.

"Alright, I won't dock points or give you detentions this time but don't let it happen again."

Nodding his head, Harry tried to hide his smile as he watched the professor leave. Once again practicing the Patronus charm alternating be summoning one or multiple. A smirk formed as a small but interesting idea formed in his mind.

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As lunch rolled around in the great hall, Harry was smiling as he stood outside the door. He assumed most of the students had gathered as he lifted his wand. With a snap of his wand, he unleashed five patronus as watched as they swarmed into the great hall.

Inside he watched as most students laughed and smiled at the show of silver animals while the greasy potion professor scowled. The silver stag running around the room dug up a bad memory of James Potter.

"Potter!" He shouted when he spotted Harry entering.

"Yes?"

"End this...Now!"

"Now Severus, I doubt young Harry could pull this off. Most wizards can't even pull one off, so I doubt a wizard as young as Harry can pull off multiples." Dumbledore chided him lightly. "Unless you are saying he is a very talented individual."

His scowl just deepened, as Slughorn just chuckled at the display. As the spell came to an end, most students were asking what spell that was. A few older students recognized it soon became a requested spell to learn much to a grinning charms professor. Until the difficulty of mastering it was known, most of the younger students shrugged.

"I wonder who the individuals are that pulled this off." Flitwick asked from his boosted seat. Due to the goblin blood in his ancestors he has a short stature as his wild white hair and beard covered his face.

A slight smirk formed across McGonagall aged lips that were missed by all but the small charms and resident healer. However, as much as they pestered her she didn't give up the name or names of the students. Much to her amusement.

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When charms rolled around with Slytherin later on, Harry caught Daphne wink towards him. She must have known it was him since he is one of the few students that could cast a corporeal one. It might also be that the magic was laced with his magical present. Which he just assumed only a few picked up on it as others were shocked into amazement.

As he followed the crowd into the doorway, he found Flitwick standing on his tower of books. A grin across the elderly charms professor as he watched as the class took their seats.

"Welcome, welcome. Today we will be finishing reviewing. After that we will begin experimenting with holding your magic at the tip of your wand." The small professor said as he wrote up the levitation, lighting and extinguishing charms.

With a small sigh and attempted to hide his boredom, Harry kept glancing towards Daphne. A small smile formed as he saw she was in a similar situation. Now he just hopes he doesn't accidentally cast a light that bright as a sun...again.

"Harry, stop looking over at the snakes." Ron broke him out of his musing.

When Harry was about to reply, he ended up ducking for cover. Ron with his infinity stupidity decided to try and cast with his broken wand. A loud boom was heard as black soot covered the red head and the table. Much to Slytherin amusement and a few Gryffindors.

"Mr. Weasley and Mr. Potter are you two ok?" Flitwick asked.

A hand appeared from under the desk as Harry gave them a thumbs up. While Ron blushed in embarrassment and ears turning redder than tomatoes. His eyes shifted downwards looking down at his wand wrapped in spello tape.

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Up in the Headmaster's Office, the hundred and twelve year old wizard was rubbing his forehead. Across from him was Hagrid the grounds keeper as he went on about how some creatures in the forest were scared last night.

"Some of Aragog's children were even killed last night. From what I've been told a couple of wolves tracks were found in the area."

"It is a forest Hagrid and it was a full moon last night. Maybe a werewolf entered the area?" Dumbledore suggested.

"I don't know but you might be right."

"Why don't you go and investigate some more." Dumbledore suggested.

Nodding in acceptance Hagrid thanked the man and left, leaving behind a sighing old wizard. He now must warn Harry to be wary on the next full moon as Hagrid might be out hunting. However he was snapped out of his thoughts as the Minister Head popped out of the floo network.

'Today's going to be a long day.'