Half-Bloods at Hogwarts (ON HOLD)

Chiron Reveals the Truth

Leo

"Demigods of Camp Half-Blood!" Chiron called, making everyone silent around the campfire. "I have an announcement to make!"

Leo snickered. Why did he have to announce if he had to go to the bathroom?

"An old friend of mine has come to... Explain things." The edges of Chiron's mouth turned up into a small smile. "Try not to be too shocked. Especially you, Annabeth." He chuckled a little as Annabeth responded by crossing her arms across her chest and rolling her eyes.

"Who is it?" She said, obviously trying not to sound too anxious.

Chiron chuckled, but his eyes showed no sign of amusement. "His name is Professor Dumbledore. He is the headmaster of another... School."

"Wait, wait, wait." Annabeth said, shaking her head like she was trying to clear it out. "So you're saying... There's another camp for demigods?" She looked like she wanted the answer to be 'no', but no such luck.

"Correct." Chiron nodded his head.

Annabeth looked like she was going to explode. "Chiron, how could you not tell us?! Do you even remember what happened with Camp Jupiter?! Do you want another war?! How is it even possible that there are--"

"Please let him finish before you have your little fiasco." Leo said, exasperated. He wanted to understand what Chiron was saying.

Annabeth looked a little irritated at Leo, but backed down, crossing her arms again.

Chiron nodded appreciatively. "Now, we know that our latest prophecy is a bit of a tangle, but I may have some answers to the next few lines." At this, Annabeth perked up, looking very interested.

Chiron cleared his throat. "The prophecy speaks:

Twelve shall travel to the cauldron that leaks,

But no more, no less, should they unfold,

The dove who shall deliver the stone,

Will meet her end where evil lurks untold,

The golden three shall set the soldier free,

But under the cursed tree,

Three wizards fall,

And eleven of the twelve will join the brave,

While the one shall sort with the cunning's pride.

We have already figured out some lines, but others are a mystery."

"Which ones have you figured out?" Annabeth asked anxiously, biting her lip.

Leo didn't know why she looked so nervous. She was always confident and bright. But now, it seemed as if she were... Afraid. What was she so afraid of? It was just another prophecy.

Chiron shook his head. "I'm not the one who needs to explain. Professor Dumbledore will clear things with you."

As if on cue, the campfire exploded into bright green flames, nearly reaching the tops of the pine trees nearby. The fire seemed to be glowing with an aura of power, which creeped Leo out. Once, he'd had a dream about little baby fire demons taking over the world and eating all of the nachos. It was horrible.

But there were no baby fire demons in the campfire tonight. Instead, a tall man wearing the longest robe Leo had ever seen stepped out of the flames. He was wearing a pointed hat, with those weird looking glasses that were completely round. His beard was so long that Leo thought he would be able to hide in there for days and not be noticed.