Meeting the new teachers and the strange new mentor

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Adriane was shown the way to Grinlast's office, again; it took less time getting there than the last time she had been here, they might've taken a detour then.

Walking inside the room, she saw that it was full of several different people. When Grinlast saw her, he stood up giving her a nod, "Hello, young Adriane, I see you have gotten yourself some new garments that suit your taste."

Adriane gave him a small smile, "Yes, I have, Grinlast and I really must thank you for helping me once again." Grinlast waved her off to the surprise of several people, "It was no problem young Adriane, in fact, it was my pleasure to help you."

"Still, thank you anyway, I wouldn't have gotten anything done if it wasn't for you and the Goblin Nation, you are, and will always be, my favorite goblin though." Adriane smiled a little as she and the rest of the room were treated to the rare sight of a goblin blushing- who knew that they blushed green?

Right when Grinlast was about to continue, the door was kicked open by a woman, who then walked in the room like she owned the place, to the shock and slight horror of everyone else.

She had spiked hair in a pixie cut that was purple with gold highlights, her eyes were different colors, her right eye being gold and her left eye being purple. She was wearing a long hooded dark black trench coat over a dark purple t-shirt, some jeans, and had on some purple trainers. She had a rather large chest that some of the males in the room had to look away from.

"Okay short stuff, where's the little brat that you decided to fucking blackmail me into training?" She said as she plopped down in a chair and put her trainers on Grinlast's desk. Everyone stared at her and Grinlast and tensed, wondering just how brave (or stupid) she was to say, and do, that to a goblin.

But to everyone's confusion, Grinlast only sighed, "Everyone, this is Miss Clara Hill, the Goblins' pain in the ass- and I did not blackmail you, I called in on a favor, Hill." Clara snorted, "You call it what you want and I'll call it by what I want, okay shorty?"

Grinlast glared at Clara before looking at Adriane, "She will be teaching you how to control your strength, mostly fighting and wielding weapons to help you get used to knowing how much of your power to use at one time."

Adriane was a little skeptical about how strong the lady was, but didn't want to be rude; it must have shown on her face because Grinlast chuckled and continued, "Everyone here has signed the contract saying you are not allowed to speak of what you learn in here, correct?"

He waited until everyone nodded, or gave a thumbs up in Clara's case, and he looked at copies of the contracts before proceeding, "Okay, now the reason she is able to do this is because she is a Nekomata." There were gasps of shock around the room at this. "and she has four tails, so try not to make her mad in the next seven years."

Adriane may not know that much about Nekomatai, but she did know that they were considered super strong and, as such, could help her learn how to control her strength.

"Now, some of the goblins in here shall show your teachers to the time chamber, but if I could talk to young Adriane alone for a moment- we will be done soon." As soon as everyone, except Grinlast and Adriane, left the room he pushed a button that made it so no one could hear in the room, even though Adriane didn't know that.

"Now, Young Adriane, the reason why I asked you to stay behind: it is about Clara Hill. You must not tell her that you are a Potter, replace Potter with Evans if you must, but Hill has a long-standing hatred of all things Potter- somewhat like your professor Snape- but she has a reason, though she shall not be telling anyone anytime soon."

Adriane groaned, great another person that hated her because of her Dad, who was next? How many people hated her because of her family? Well on the bright side, Clara didn't know who she was, so that was good, Adriane supposed.

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