Magicians, Half-Bloods and Wizards

CH.6

HERMIONE POV

I searched the book for the wanted page and, after searching for what felt like hours, I found it on the very last page.

TARTARUS

1: Infernal pit, birthplace of greek monsters, no survivors

2: Primordial of the Pit, second husband of Gaea, no survivors

(No image available due to lack of eyewitness accounts)

How could something that exists never be seen? If it has never been seen, how can you know it exists? Well it is mythology, meaning it doesn't exist hence the word MYTH. Then I wondered why two people would be having nightmares about something that isn't real. Unless... It's impossible. How could something as ridiculously fictionnal as Greek mythology be real? Then again wizards and witches are real too...

I was suddenly interrupted by the appearance of a blinking icon at the bottom of the page. Text started writting itself under it. For a moment I was scared this was like Tom Riddle's journal but my curiosity won over and I read what was written.

Dearest reader,

The information found in this book has been rendered incorrect due to recent developpements. Please wait a moment while it is corrected.

Thot

What on earth does that mean? How could something ancient be rendered incorrect by something recent? Not to mention it isn't even real.The words on the page seemed to change as I reread the description of the character:

TARTARUS

1: Infernal pit, birthplace of greek monsters, survivors: Nico di Angelo (purposeful fall), Annabeth Chase (forced fall) and Percy Jackson (purposeful fall)

2: Primordial of the Pit, second husband of Gaea, survivors: Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase

The campers? How could they have been involved in something like that? I looked on and saw the image that appeared at the bottom. I held back a shriek. I was a moving image, like in any wizard book, but the situation it displayed was truly the most horrifying i had ever seen. And I had been on a battle field!

A man over ten feet tall with a vortex for a face advanced on a young, warrior-like couple. They stood with their blades drawn and stood their ground against who I supposed to be Tartarus. I could almost feel the desperation the creature emmanated. I felt as though he was stealing all the hope from my soul bit by bit. I couldn't stand it. I turned my gaze to the couple and recognisedthem. Percy and Annabeth. The leaders of the third school. If this was what gave them nightmares then they are more than justified. Heck I would probably have nightmares just by seeing this picture!