SON OF MAGIC

THE DESTROYED PROPHECY.

"You're lying.", Hemione said in not an accusatory manner but in a matter-of-fact tone.

"What makes you say that?", Annabeth asked in a flat tone.

"I've read 'Hogwarts : A History' and there has been no case in which students are allowed to join in just any year. I don't think it's allowed.", Hermione said.

"Well, I have also read 'Hogwarts : A history' and even though there has been no such case before, I never read a line which implied that it wasn't allowed.", Annabeth fought back.

"Guys, how about we settle down? This argument isn't going anywhere. Let's call a truce.", Percy said interrupting them.

Harry and Ron were staring at Annabeth in awe. "Nobody has ever stood a chance against Hermione.", Ron said.

"I guess this isn't surprising.", Percy snorted as Annabeth and Hermione came to sit at their respective seats.

"What are you making?", Ron asked directing his question at Leo.

"Oh! This?", Leo held his hand out showing something that looked like a flat square, "It's a tracking device. Specially designed. Hopefully it would work. I take it, none of you know where exactly Hogwarts is located?"

"It won't work.", Hermione said flatly.

"Ouch.", Leo said.

"No one is supposed to know where Hogwarts is. And neither can anyone know. Hogwarts is magically protected by enchantments done by Dumbledore himself.", Hermione completed.

"Oh! Dumbledore! You mean the one who's- ow, fine, sorry!", Percy said, rubbing furiously at his arm where Annabeth had pointedly pinched him.

"What do you mean?", asked Hermione, narrowing her eyes.

"He meant the one who has entered the Guinee's World Book of Records for longest beard. I stopped him because it's rude to define a person from their appearances.", Annabeth replied.

A few minutes passed in utter silence with the only sound belonging to Leo who was working absently with his hands, picking up and dropping things in his tool belt.

The black-haired boy who had later introduced himself as Harry broke his trance to ask, "Earlier when you said that no one can destroy a prophecy, What did you mean?".

Annabeth looked taken aback for being addressed suddenly and was about to say something but Percy beat her to it, "She meant that even though the thing storing the prophecy can be destroyed, the prophecy cannot. This prophecy, do you know who's it about?"

"Me and Voldemort", Harry replied bitterly. Clearly the prophecy was giving him nightmares.

"Okay. Don't overthink the prophecy. It never means what we think it does.", Percy said calmly, glad to share his thoughts to someone who won't understand.

"What makes you think I know the prophecy?", Harry asked sharply.

Percy shrugged and said, "Well, you do know, don't you?".