Artemis Fowl and the future rewritten

Time Travel

Diagon Alley- 30th of June

Artemis Fowl smirked to himself, gliding through the bookshop, looking for books for his year seven  syllabus.

He had been successful in his time machine, as he had come to the time when Hogwarts was built, and had been trained by the Founders themselves. After Godric had hauled him in front of dragons,  griffins and Acromantulas,  had actually become coordinated, which was a miracle in making.

 After all, someone automatically learns to defend himself after he had faced murderous beasts countless times. He had certainly become stronger from that, the only drawback was the video they managed to record  on his first day  facing a Dangerous Monster without any aid, which had left them in hysterics. Only Artemis was the one who hadn't found it funny.Now, of course he could fight, but he was reluctant to take part in the Tri-wizard tournament, but Salazar Slytherin, of all people, had insisted on him taking part. Artemis would never admit it, but Salazar was cunning as himself and almost as smart. So now he was honor bound to enter the Tournament.

'Artemis,' said Butler, tapping his shoulder and successfully breaking him out of his reverie.' Are you sure you are not done yet? The books are piling up.'
Artemis smiled. 'Knowledge does not come in pieces, old friend, they come from books though wisdom comes from experience.' His eyes had a Dumbledore-like twinkle in it, before resuming its blank mask. Butler was amazed at Artemis's change. In his eyes, Artemis had returned a day after he had gone back in time, though in Artemis's, he had come back after three years. His age hasn't been changed at all, though he had become more tall and lean, he still looked like he was seventeen.

Artemis had missed his friends terribly. He knew that he would miss the four founders as well; the cunning Salazar, Rowena the Bookworm and brainiac, the empathic Helga and last but not least, Godric, one of the bravest men in History. All of them had decided to declare him the Heir of Hogwarts, as he was immortal and because they knew he would protect Hogwarts at all costs. He now had a ring entwined with the Hogwarts coat of Arms to prove it.

All of his friends had been surprised to find out that he could use combat and magic, Butler especially. Artemis couldn't blame them, but after he had tried in vain to convince them of his skills, he had resorted to drastic measures and had actually defeated Juliet Butler in combat. He had felt a little insulted to be truthful, but as Foaly had said, they had expected improvements, but not the vast amount of magic and knowledge he had.

The Founders had been amazed to find a boy appear out of thin air, with an unknown contraption no less. These were the days when the humans and elves lived in harmony, so they were able to identify it as a Time Machine, and when they heard why he came, they had immediately begun his training.

The founders had contacted the best wandmaker and he had fitted him for his wand. This had been an easy process as he had laid down all the woods and cores in front of him and had asked to feel his magic and choose what his wand and core were. Artemis found this easy as he knew what to do from his experience at Hybras.  

Then an amazing thing had happened. three woods: Holly, oak and elder, and three cores: phoenix feather, black phoenix feather and threstal hair had all bonded together and had come straight to his hand and the wand had engraved Artemis  Fowl  in gnommish on its side.

The wandmaker and Artemis both had a thoughtful look on their faces, and when asked why, the wandmaker had said,' it is a very unusual combination indeed. In wandlore, it is  unheard of such three different woods bonding.'

'If his is oak and hers is Holly, to marry would be folly,' whispered Artemis, 'Wand of Elder, never prosper.'

'Indeed, Mr. Fowl,' the wandmaker said, 'This wand could be used to save the world or destroy it, the chance will be laid on your hands.' And with this ominous statement, he was gone.

A/N Hartemis is bromance goals... but romance? Not so much.