Professor of Secrets

6

For those who haven't noticed Nico has been removed from the plot now. He was mentioned last chappie and as always I do not own these books, I probably wouldn't be chilling in a hotel room if I did, I would be writing so nice Solangelo go to hogwarts canon story.

A few days of many lessons and a boring Binns later, it was once again Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson. Defence Against the Dark Arts had quickly become notorious throughout Hogwarts for the new teacher and his unusual lessons.

"Good morning class," started professor Jackson, looking around at his eager students. "Today we will be learning spells and also creatures that live in America."

Hermione thrust her hand up and waved it around to get the professor's attention. "Professor," she started. "Earlier this week Ron mentioned voodoo to me and so I was compelled to do some reading up about it. Apparently it's very popular. Is that the type of magic you learn in the US? Can you perform some?"

"Unfortunately, no," replied the professor. "But I do have a cousin Hazel who's mother was quite a famous practitioner. Her name was Queen Marie Levesque. Hazel herself inherited quite a few traits and knows a lot of Mist magic."

"What's Mist?"

"It's a kind of...cloaking magic. Anyway, back to topic. The beast we will be learning about is a Hellhound. There are plenty around where I live. They are like huge black dogs with massive claws and teeth. I happen to have the only friendly hellhound. Her name is Mrs O'Leary."

The professor let out a shrill taxi cab whistle. The shadows solidified into a giant black dog. Several people screamed and one Slytherin girl fainted. Funny, that was the same one as last lesson. Anyway, it was quite some time before everyone calmed down enough to hear...two people laughing. From the back of the dog?

"Oh gods," said one. "Connor, did you see their faces? Priceless!"

"I know, right," the other voice replied. "Fancy being scared of Mrs O'Leary?"

It was silence for a moment until Professor Jackson spoke. He looked murderous.

"Connor, Travis. Get down, right now."

Two twin-like grinning boys climbed down from the giant dog. They looked at each other cheekily. The taller one reached into his pocket. Apart from their height you couldn't tell them apart.

"Is this your pen," he asked bringing it out and holding it up. Harry gasped. How had that boy gotten the professors pen? It was always in his pocket. Wow. These guys were good.

"Travis, give my pen back," Professor Jackson said irritably but with a sliver of amusement. Travis looked confused. Until the pen in his hand melted away into thin air. The professor reached into his pocket and pulled it out. Travis stomped his foot.

"No fair man," he said. The professor just grinned.

"Have you really forgotten that it always returns to me?" He asked. Travis made an 'oh' face. The professor laughed and turned around quickly to see the other boy about to pickpocket him.

"Alarte Ascendare*," shouted the professor, pointing his wand at the two boys. They shot high into the air. As they reached the large wooden beams, the professor once again shot a spell at them. "Incarcerous!"

Two ropes shot out the tip of his wand and wrapped around their ankles, tying them to the beams. They both identically pouted.

"Luna, Draco, Neville, won't you let your good friends down from here? Please," the taller boy pleaded. Luna just shook her head.

"If we let you down you'd steal everything off everyone in this classroom and the entire population of Hogwarts," she stated.

Travis and Connor looked at each other for a second before bursting into laughter in complete unison.