Harry Potter and the Berserker

Chapter Part 56

Disclaimer- Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling and Berserk is owned by Kentaro Miura. I own nothing.

Dumbledore had come alone, but not empty-handed. He had with him a bundle wrapped in some paper and tied with a piece of string. With permission from Roderick, the headmaster was permitted onboard; albeit the parcel was confiscated from him by Guts who kept it wrapped in the event it was deadly, but still looking like he was trying to piece together what it could possibly be. Harry would have done the exact same thing if he was being honest. While his opinion of the headmaster had improved a bit since their initial meeting with him granting permission for Casca to be properly healed, Harry would take whatever Dumbledore was here to talk about with a grain of salt.

"So, what brings you out here, old man?" Guts asked of the headmaster. His tone conveyed casual annoyance instead of any hints of aggression or the likes.

"A fair amount of things actually," Dumbledore said in a calm manner, not seemingly put off by Guts' tone. "First of which, I wish to offer my best wishes to the miss over there." His blue eyes twinkled a bit as he looked over at Casca.

"Me?" Casca looked a bit confused. "What for?"

"Just that I am pleased to see that your mind has been restored to its full mental capacity." Dumbledore's eyes gained a bit more of that twinkle. "You seem to be making substantial progress in your recovery as well, I shall have to give Poppy a raise to her salary for her involvement."

"Oh, I see," Casca said, sounding just a tad bit unsure herself. "Well, you certainly have my thanks for allowing that to happen then."

Guts was picking up on her hesitation and decided to get off that topic. "That's well and good and all, but I doubt that that's the only thing that you came out here to discuss."

"And you would be correct," Dumbledore confirmed. "In fact, there is a great many things that I wish to discuss with you all if that is alright with you."

"What kinds of things would those be?" Harry asked, not really liking it was put as such a broad topic.

"Mainly a few Hogwarts related topics, but also about that strange occurrence that happened last night as I'm sure you all must have observed."

"The moon," Farnese said.

"That would be it," Dumbledore nodded. "Is there a place onboard we might be able to discuss?"

"We could go to my cabin," Harry said. "Schierke is probably still asleep down there and she'll want to be included on this."

Isidro looked at him a bit strange but with a hint of admiration. "She's in your cabin?"

"Not like that, but yeah." Ignoring the look of admiration still being given to him by Isidro, Harry led the way down below deck to where the personal cabins were located. He knocked to give indication that he was coming back in which worked out since Schierke seemed to have only woken up mere minutes ago.

The green-haired witch rubbed the sleep from her eyes. "Hm? Oh you're back." Both her and Ivalera took in the multitude of people that followed him in as well. "And... you're not alone." She seemed embarrassed at having just woken up from her seat near the desk. "What's going on?"

"Rise and shine," Isidro took a seat on the single cot. "That's what we're here about."

"I do apologize for the intrusion," Dumbledore said with sincerity. "But there are matters of most importance that require all of your attention."

"What's so important that the headmaster had to come all the way down here, huh?" Ivalera asked a bit grumpy herself about the unexpected visit as well as being woken from her sleep.