Harry Potter: The Last Exodus

The Birth of the School

The sun hung high over the growing city of Starios, casting long shadows over the construction sites where new buildings were rising from the ground. The air buzzed with excitement and purpose, as workers, magical creatures, and wizards alike moved about their tasks. Today was a significant day: the announcement of the new magical school that would soon become the heart of Eldoria, a place where young witches, wizards, and magical beings would gather to learn and grow.

Harry Potter, standing at the edge of the newly marked construction site for the school, looked out over the crowd of leaders and workers. The leaders of the various wizarding communities and magical creatures had all come to hear about the plans for this new institution—a school that would not only teach magic but help the future generations understand their connection to Mirithis and their evolving powers.

Harry cleared his throat, catching the attention of the gathering. "Thank you all for coming," he began, his voice carrying over the crowd. "We've come to a point where we need to build something permanent, something lasting. This school won't just be a place for learning magic—it will be the foundation of our future. Our children will come here to discover their new abilities, to grow into their magical potential, and to connect with the core of this world."

There were nods of agreement from the leaders.

Ming-Li, representing the Asian Wizards, stepped forward. "How will the school be organized, Harry? Will there be divisions between cultures or creatures?"

Harry shook his head. "No divisions. This school will be open to everyone—wizard, creature, anyone with magic. We're all learning about this world and our new powers together. The curriculum will reflect that. There will be classes that focus on core magical skills, of course, but we'll also have classes on understanding our transformations and the unique abilities that come with them."

Lord Valon, the leader of the Vampires, spoke next, his voice calm and calculating. "What about the Core Crystal? You've mentioned before that it reveals one's true magical essence. Will the students have access to it?"

Harry smiled. "That's exactly why I'm here today. I'm going back to the Core Crystal Cave to retrieve a crystal for the school. It won't be the central crystal, of course, but there's one that I believe can serve as the heart of the school—a crystal that will show each student their core, just as it did for us."

A ripple of excitement spread through the crowd. This school wasn't just going to teach magic—it was going to help every student discover who they truly were.

The Journey Back to the Core Crystal Cave

After the meeting, Harry wasted no time. He left the bustling city and made his way toward the Core Crystal Cave, moving swiftly across the landscape of Mirithis. The journey was familiar now, though the cave itself still held a sense of mystery and awe.

As he entered the cave's mouth, the familiar glow of the crystals greeted him. The cave pulsed with energy, its walls lined with glowing shards of various colors. Harry felt a pull toward the depths of the cave, where the largest crystals lay. He remembered the last time he had been here—the way the central Core Crystal had revealed the truth about their magic. Now, he was back to take another crystal, one that would become the cornerstone of the new school.

The hallways twisted and turned, like a maze leading deeper into the heart of the cave. Harry walked with purpose, his footsteps echoing off the crystal-lined walls. As he ventured further, he felt a growing sense of anticipation. He knew what he was looking for—something close in power to the central crystal, but not quite as overwhelming.

Finally, he came upon it.

Before him stood a massive crystal—larger than any of the others he had seen, save for the central crystal itself. It shimmered with a vibrant array of colors, much like the infinity-shaped crystal he had taken before. But this one was different. It radiated a deep, steady power, pulsing gently as though it was alive.

Harry stepped forward, placing a hand on the crystal's smooth surface. A wave of energy flowed through him, and he knew instantly that this was the one. This crystal would be the heart of the school—a place where students could come to discover their magical cores, just as the leaders had done.

With a deep breath, Harry cast the necessary spells, carefully lifting the crystal from its resting place. It was large, but magic flowed easily through him as he shrank it down to a manageable size, fitting it securely into his backpack. The crystal would be the guiding light for the next generation.

Returning to Starios

When Harry returned to Starios, the construction workers had already started marking out the foundation of the school. The land had been cleared, and the first stones were being laid. The workers, a mix of magical creatures, goblins, and wizards, were working together in perfect harmony—another sign of the unity that Mirithis had fostered among them.

Harry approached the foreman, a goblin named Grell, and handed him the crystal. "This will be the central point of the school," Harry explained. "I want it placed in the main hall, where every student can see it. This crystal will show them their cores, just like it did for us."

Grell examined the crystal, his sharp eyes gleaming with interest. "A powerful artifact indeed," he muttered. "It'll take some careful work to build the school around it, but we'll make sure it's protected and accessible."

Harry nodded. "Good. This school is going to be the heart of our community. The crystal needs to be a part of it."

The Vision for the School

As the workers continued to move around the construction site, Harry joined the other leaders in a nearby tent where they were going over the final details of the school's design.

Isabell Starr, the leader of the North American Wizards, was sketching out a layout of the classrooms. "We'll need different wings for practical magic, advanced studies, and combat training," she said, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "And we should include areas for creature studies. Some of the magical beings have volunteered to teach classes about their abilities."

Ming-Li added, "We should also have meditation and cultivation rooms. The Cultivators will need a space to focus on inner magic."

Harry nodded in agreement. "And we'll need a library—one that rivals anything Hogwarts ever had. This world is filled with magic we still don't fully understand. We'll need to keep researching, discovering, and learning."

The leaders were all contributing ideas, each offering their unique perspectives on what the school should become.

The Heart of the School

A few days later, the construction of the main hall was completed, and the crystal Harry had retrieved from the cave was placed at the center of it. The hall was grand and open, with high ceilings and wide windows that let in natural light. At the center stood the crystal, glowing softly with the same vibrant colors that had drawn Harry to it in the cave.

Harry stood before it, imagining the students who would one day gather here. They would stand before this crystal, just as the leaders had, and discover their magical cores. This crystal would guide them, help them understand their place in this world, and give them the strength to grow into their powers.