The Rise of Harry Potter by ZaneT69

Chapter 8

August 22nd, 1992.

My summer vacation was spent wisely. I had achieved an immense ten percent in magical growth, though it became increasingly difficult, because I had to work even harder the more power I gained. I came back to Durmstrang on August the eighteenth and successfully tested out of Transfiguration. Professor Ivanova guessed my reasons and wasn't happy, but couldn't deny me considering how well I did. This freed up more time for me to study the Native American Animagus method.

I even managed to test into fourth year Charms.

I met the new Dark Arts teacher, and Alexys grandfather, Zeus Megalos. He was intimidating to say the least, not very talkative either. He seemed to silently judge and appraise me, but I wasn't sure if I passed or failed. I could tell he was very powerful, around my own power level. He just seemed more confident in his power and seemed to know he could defeat his fellow teachers. Karkaroff in particular even seemed to fear him.

As I contemplated that, I was walking by his classroom.

"Ah. Mr. Potter," He said, exiting his classroom. "I was just heading to the welcoming feast myself. I shall join you, we will talk about your private lessons that you will having with me." I kept my expression under control. Who did this old man think he was? "Deimos asked me to personally teach you advanced magic, and I agreed after hearing of your skill. Your lessons will begin tomorrow after classes, and I will push you to your magical limits, but your powers will grow like never before; especially after you complete that ritual with Miss Abegg." Professor Megalos said, enjoying my look of shock.

"Oh yes, the pro-Grindelwald families are all aware. Everyone wants to see what your capable of, Harry. Even I do. Your having access to the Potter, Peverell, and Black Family Libraries provides truly exciting possibilities." He said, to my confusion. "I fought along side of Arcturus Black, Charlus and Dorea Potter, and members of the Abegg, Megalos, Xanthopoulos, and Aesalon families. Arcturus Black and Dorea Potter née Black rained courses upon Grindelwalds enemies that reduced them to puddles of human goo. Charlus Potter ripped the life from hundreds and turned them into undead slaves using Peverell Necromancy." He said, watching my expression of awe.

"Grindelwalds supporters bathed entire armies in Fiendfyre and Greek fire, though the Greek Fire was mostly provided by the Megalos family. And then, when we were near success, it all came to an end. Albus Dumbledore, Henry Potter, Fleamont Potter, Alastor Moody, Newt Scamander, and Tina Goldstein all attacked Grindelwalds elite. They were barely winning, but your grandfather and great-grandfather were very powerful and managed to eventually defeat Charlus and Dorea. They began to aid the weaker of the force, Newt Scamander and Tina Goldstein, and within two tiring hours Grindelwalds elite laid defeated. An hour later and Dumbledore had managed to defeat Lord Grindelwald, with his servants as a witnesses."

"You have access to all that powerful magic, Mr. Potter. You simply need to train hard and learn it all." He said, and I decided that I was going to. I needed that powerful magic at my disposal.

"I will. What will I be learning from you first?"

"I will be making sure you can duel at an acceptable level and utilize your magic to it's fullest potential. I will provide you with lists of spells for you to learn that you won't find here at Durmstrang. You will also study the Restricted Section and try to test out of several classes to free up more time for me to train you." His demanding personality was beginning to get on my nerves. "I know much of what Lord Grindelwald knew, and should be able to guide you to a similar level of power."