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Melody and I were walking down to the headmaster's office after leaving the Hospital Wing. We got to the gargoyle and tried the same one as when Dumbledore, from our time, was headmaster, it surprisingly worked. We went up the stairs and knocked on the door, then heard a faint voice saying, 'Come in'.
"Yes- oh! And who may you be?" Headmaster Dippet asked.
"Here," I handed him the letter addressed to him.
"This will explain everything," Melody spoke with a dark, mysterious aura. He took it with a curious look on his face. After he was done reading he had an understanding expression.
"Ah, I understand. Breakfast is in 30 minutes, you shall be sorted then," He told us.
"But what about our houses we were in?" Melody asked.
"Will we be in the same one?" I asked.
"Maybe, maybe not. The sorting hat, and only the sorting hat, will know," We were silent for a bit after that until I asked,
"Aren't you freaked out that we're from the future?"
"No. To be honest, I was expecting that something might happen this year, it always does..."
"It does in the future, too," Melody mentioned.
"Really? I'm not supposed to say this, but... tell me what happened,"
"Well... there are these three friends, Harry, Hermione, and Ron. They are known as the Golden Trio." I carefully informed, not exposing that Harry is the 'Chosen One'. "In first year, they fought a crazy professor, who had a dark wizard of all time on the back of his head," I rambled carefully, not exposing who it was.
"In second year, they fought that wizard, who looked like his 16-year-old self, and fought a basilisk too! In third year, we had a DADA teacher who was a werewolf. He was our favorite. And a person from Azkaban escaped. He was, from what we heard, Harry's godfather. And he was innocent!" Melody rambles on, not exposing that he was also framed for selling Harry's parents to Voldemort.
"In fourth year, there was the tri-wizard tournament, and only people of age could enter. Harry got picked and he was only 14! He also claimed that the very dark wizard is back from the grave. We believe him, but nobody believes us and the Golden Trio. Fifth year Harry's godfather died in a duel. Now it's sixth year." I explained.
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