Harry, Key, and the Mystery of the Chamber of secrets

Chapter 14

They land by their lunch room and time unfreezes.

After that, Harry pushed his porridge away. His insides were burning with guilt because Mr. Weasley was facing an inquiry at work. After all Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had done for him over the summer…

Harry looks at Key for comfort and Key looks at him, then walks to him and smiles; looks at Key's lap and sees a box.

"Where did you get that from?" Harry asks Key.

"You want to know?" Key giggles.

"Yes", said Harry.

Key explains her whole adventure to Harry.

"So, you have a map, but you didn't find your parents, are you okay?" Harry asks Key.

"I'm not okay, not at all", said Key, while crying. "But, I won't give up trying to find them".

"I'm glad to hear that", said Harry. "Do you need a hug?"

"Yes", Key cried, then hugged Harry.

Key feels disappointed, but by feeling her cousin's hug she feels a little bette

Anyway, Professor McGonagall moved along the Gryffindor table, handing out course schedules.

Harry took his and saw that they had double Herbology with the Hufflepuffs first.

Key and the faes see their first class is fae's history.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione left the castle together, crossed the vegetable patch, and made for the greenhouses, where the magical plants were kept.

Key and the other faes go into the hallway and go to Professor Xima's classroom.

As They neared the greenhouses they saw the rest of the class standing outside, waiting for Professor Sprout. Harry, Ron, and Hermione had only just joined them when she came striding into view across the lawn, accompanied by Gilderoy Lockhart. Professor Sprout's arms were full of bandages, and with another twinge of guilt, Harry spotted the Whomping Willow in the distance, several of its branches now in slings.

Professor Sprout was a squat little witch who wore a patched hat over her flyaway hair; there was usually a large amount of earth on her clothes and her fingernails would have made Aunt Petunia faint. Gilderoy Lockhart, however, was immaculate in sweeping robes of turquoise, his golden hair shining under a perfectly positioned turquoise hat with gold trimming.

"Oh, hello there!" he called, beaming around at the assembled students. "Just been showing Professor Sprout the right way to doctor a Whomping Willow! But I don't want you running away with the idea that I'm better at Herbology than she is! I just happen to have met several of these exotic plants on my travels..."

"Greenhouse three today, chaps!" said Professor Sprout, who was looking distinctly disgruntled, not at all her usual cheerful self.

There was a murmur of interest. They had only ever worked in greenhouse one before - greenhouse three housed far more interesting and dangerous plants. Professor Sprout took a large key from her belt and unlocked the door. Harry caught a whiff of damp earth and fertilizer mingling with the heavy perfume of some giant, umbrella-sized flowers dangling from the ceiling. He was about to follow Ron and Hermione inside when Lockhart's hand shot out.

"Harry! I've been wanting a word - you don't mind if he's a couple of minutes late, do you, Professor Sprout?" Lockhart tells Harry and asks Professor Sprout.

Judging by Professor Sprout's scowl, she did mind, but Lockhart said, "That's the ticket," and closed the greenhouse door in her face.

"Harry," said Lockhart, his large white teeth gleaming in the sunlight as he shook his head. "Harry, Harry, Harry."

Completely nonplussed, Harry said nothing.

"When I heard - well, of course, it was all my fault. Could have kicked myself", said Lockhart.

Syria sees Lockhart talking to Harry and says "Oh boy".

Syria releases Gem out of her bag and goes after Lockhart.

Lockhart runs away, while Gem is chasing him.

Syria taps Harry's shoulder and smiles.

"How come you have, Gem?" Harry asks Syria.

"You are welcome, I'm guessing that annoying fake was bothering you and bragging about his greatness", said Syria.

"Thank you", said Harry, while walking by Syria. "Now, can you answer my question?"

"Well, the group wanted somebody to watch over Gem, since this time they can't bring them going into their first class", said Syria, then whistled.

Gem comes back and shrinks.

Syria picks up Gem and puts it in the bag.

"You know I never asked, how come when you knew me and Key when we were little, you didn't seem to like me", said Harry.

"What? Are you serious?" Syria laughed.

"I'm serious", said Harry, looking serious.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry it was rude to laugh. But, I never hated you back then in fact I was kinda admired you because you had Key's attention no matter what happened", said Syria. "But, I also was jealous about how Key would always talk about you".

"Oh, I'm sorry, but doesn't she still do that?" Harry asks Syria.

"Nope, she actually talks more about her parents and what she learns about faes", said Syria.

"Oh, so you were just jealous", said Harry.

"Well, you don't have to announce it, but yes", said Syria.

"Oh okay, I'm sorry, but at least now we are going to get along", said Harry.

"Yes, I am glad about that too", said Syria.

"So, let's go into class", said Harry.

In the class, Professor Sprout was standing behind a trestle bench in the center of the greenhouse. About twenty pairs of different-colored ear muffs were lying on the bench. When Harry had taken his place between Ron and Hermione, she said, "We'll be repotting Mandrakes today. Now, who can tell me the properties of the Mandrake?"

Syria and Harry sit down.

To nobody's surprise, Hermione's hand was first into the air.

"Mandrake, or Mandragora, is a powerful restorative," said Hermione, sounding as usual as though she had swallowed the textbook. "It is used to return people who have been transfigured or cursed to their original state."

"Excellent. Ten points to Gryffindor," said Professor Sprout. "The Mandrake forms an essential part of most antidotes. It is also, however, dangerous. Who can tell me why?"

Syria puts her hand up and says "The cry of the Mandrake is fatal to anyone who hears it"

"Precisely. Take another ten points," said Professor Sprout. "Now, the Mandrakes we have here are still very young", said Professor Sprout.

Professor Sprout pointed to a row of deep trays as she spoke, and everyone shuffled forward for a better look.

A hundred or so tufty little plants, purplish green in color, were growing there in rows.

They looked quite unremarkable to Harry, who didn't have the slightest idea what Syra meant by the "cry" of the Mandrake.

"Everyone take a pair of earmuffs," said Professor Sprout.

Everybody grabs earmuffs that wasn't pink or fluffy.

"When I tell you to put them on, make sure your ears are completely covered," said Professor Sprout. "When it is safe to remove them, I will give you the thumbs-up. Right - earmuffs on ."

Once they put on earmuffs, sound is completely shut off.

Professor Sprout pulls out one of the tufty plants firmly, and pulled hard.

Harry and Syria let out a gasp of surprise that no one could hear.

Instead of roots, a small, muddy, and extremely ugly baby popped out of the earth. The leaves were growing right out of his head. He had pale green, mottled skin, and was clearly bawling at the top of his lungs.

Professor Sprout took a large plant pot from under the table and plunged the Mandrake into it, burying him in dark, damp compost until only the tufted leaves were visible. Professor Sprout dusted off her hands, gave them all the thumbs-up, and removed her own earmuffs.

"As our Mandrakes are only seedlings, their cries won't kill yet," said Professor Sprout, calmly as though she'd just done nothing more exciting than water a begonia. "However, they will knock you out for several hours, and as I'm sure none of you want to miss your first day back, make sure your earmuffs are securely in place while you work. I will attract your attention when it is time to pack to a tray - there is a large supply of pots here - compost in the sacks over there - and be careful of the Venemous Tentacula, it's teething."

Professor Sprout gave a sharp slap to a spiky, dark red plant as she spoke, making it draw in the long feelers that had been inching sneakily over her shoulder.

Harry, Syria, Ron, and Hermione were joined at their tray by a curly-haired Hufflepuff boy Harry knew by sight but had never spoken to.

"Justin Finch-Fletchley," he said brightly, shaking Harry by the hand. "Know who you are, of course, the famous Harry Potter... And you're Hermione Granger - always top in everything"

Hermione beamed as she had her hand shaken too.

"Syria, best friend of Key and has unknown knowledge of muggles, and Ron Weasley. Wasn't that your flying car?"

Ron didn't smile. The Howler was obviously still on his mind.

Syria calms Ron down.

"That Lockhart is something, isn't he?" said Justin happily as they began filling their plant pots with dragon dung compost. "Awfully brave chap. Have you read his books? I'd have died of fear if I'd been cornered in a telephone booth by a werewolf, but he stayed cool and - zap - just fantastic .

"My name was down for Eton, you know. I can't tell you how glad I am I came here instead. Of course, Mother was slightly disappointed, but since I made her read Lockhart's books I think she's begun to see how useful it'll be to have a fully trained wizard in the family..." Justin continues telling the gang.

After that they didn't have much chance to talk. Their earmuffs were back on and they needed to concentrate on the Mandrakes. Professor Sprout had made it look extremely easy, but it wasn't. The Mandrakes didn't like coming out of the earth, but didn't seem to want to go back into it either. They squirmed, kicked, flailed their sharp little fists, and gnashed their teeth; Harry spent ten whole minutes trying to squash a particularly fat one into a pot.

Syria was having a hard time with a mandrake, but eventually figures it out and helps Harry.

By the end of the class, Harry, like everyone else, was sweaty, aching, and covered in earth.

Anyway, the faes are in professor Walmore's class.

The faes are Key, Qin, Amija, Alden, Nyphadora Shadowbutter, Flare Jumpygriddle, Midnight Oliveclover, Mountain Wrinklegriddle, Li, Betty, Amy, Toni, Keni,Devin,Makai, and Almond Greenfreeze along with four others faes.

There are four faes, I forgot to introduce two in the Gryffindor: Calico Cedarglimmer, and Ridge Amberwillow, and two in Slytherin: Sunbeam Firedash, and Spice Leafboots; they are third years.

Professor Walmore smiles as she is in front of class and says "Welcome to my class, I welcome all new faes and old ones, today we are learning about more history of the faes and legends they have created for themselves".

Professor Walmore taps a book, the book levitates and lands in her hand.

Mountain Wrinklegriddle raises her hand.

"Yes, Ms. Wrinklegriddle", said Professor Walmore.

"Are we going to learn about the legend of Tadeo?" Mountain asks Professor Walmore, looking excited.

"You know that is a wonderful idea, I was thinking about reading a tale about an ancient power that all faes have in order to protect muggles", said Professor Walmore.

Spice Leafboots raises her hand.

"Yes, Ms. Leafboots?!" replied Professor Walmore.

"One thing I didn't understand why faes in the past were protecting faes or befriending them, when muggles have sometimes betrayed them", said Spice.

"I understand, what you mean Ms. Leafboots, but think this way, why would those same muggles tribute gardens and festivals for us, even though in some of their eyes, we are just folklore", said Professor Walmore.

Spice didn't have anything else to say.

"Now, Ms. Wrinklegriddle, you want to know about the legend of Tadeo, anybody else wants to hear this?" Professor Walmore asks her students.

The students raised their hands including Spice.

"Alright", said Professor Walmore, then flips the book pages. "Let's read this book".

The students look at the book: Legends of faes.

"The legend of Tadeo, Tadeo was actually a muggle who was a traveler that went too far into one of the faes of the past magical underground and springs, which was our old realm", Professor Walmore explained.

Betty raised her hand.

"Yes", said Professor Walmore.

"How could he have found this magical underground?" Betty asks Professor Walmore.

"It is says that Tadeo rubbed marigold water in his eyes which gives muggles the ability to spot faes", Professor Walmart answers Betty's question. "Anyway, Tadeo would visit the underground daily and documented about the things he discovered, but since many muggles didn't believe him, his books were known as fiction; but in that fact, there was one more person that did believe him, his best friend: Carey Corals who worked in a museum, Carey Corals visited this place while Tadeo was sick, she found a secret entrance through some bushes. Anyway, Tadeo was better after a few days he went back to the underground and visited a fae that became a friend of his, you may of heard of this fae: Harbor Amberpond, the fae that was known for creating protective charms around wizards or witches dark magic".

"He also made traps to keep out unwanted guests, but after Tadeo's books were published, every once in a while an enterprising adventurer would find their way in. With these people entering this world, Tadeo made a tourist attraction for all the muggles that wanted to visit, it was becoming very local, but soon an muggle author made a book similar to Tadeo's; but instead made it feel more realistic that certain amount of muggles stop visiting, that only Tadeo and Carol", Professor Walmore continued. "Tadeo realized that one day in the fairy realm is actually seven years have passed in the muggle world, but this turned out to be his downfall because as he spent more time in the fae world, his life passed him and he started spending less and less time in the muggle world, which resulted in him becoming the oldest friend of the faes because his friends helped him live a longer life than most muggles".

The students closed their books.

"Unfortunately he is not alive today because of the wizarding war, which also resulted in the fae underground and springs being destroyed, many other faes died as well", Professor Walmore revealed.

Key raised her hand.

"Yes, ms. Walter?" said Professor Walmore.

"Professor, this book has a good description of the fae world, but it doesn't show what it looks like", Key pointed out.

"Unfortunately, Key, the fae world can never be illustrated otherwise it loses its charm, faes in the past were very superstitious, although that superstition has been proven wrong, but it's too late to paint the world", Professor Walmore proclaimed.

"So, no painted version of the fae world at all", Key says, while looking sad.

"Well, there is a rumor that Tadeo did paint it and passed it onto a fae he was taking care of, who lost her parents because of the war", said Professor Walmore.

"So, there's a chance to find the painting", Key asked, while looking intrigued.

"Maybe, will you find it, Ms. Walter?" Professor Walmore fueled Key's curiosity.

Soon, the students leave the classroom.

"Key, why do you want to see the fae world so much?" Devin asks Key.

"I read so much about when I was younger, I think I read Tadeo's book and now that I know that, I want to know more about the world, plus my parents were probably there before the world got destroyed", Key told Devin, while holding a textbook.

"Well, don't worry we will help you find that painting", Keni proclaimed.

"Yeah, no matter what", said Betty.

"Thanks guys, where is Makai?" Key smiles, then looks around.

All of them looks around, but don't see Makai.

Makai is in the bathroom with Spice Leafboots.

"Why did you pull me away from my friends?" Makai asks Spice.

"It won't be long, I see your crush with Key Walter and I have heard about you and her vision", said Spice.

"You want to help with the vision?" Makai wondered.

"Kinda, I have info that the fae given the painting might be related to your family", said Spice. "Plus I feel you should give up your silly crush because you too don't match".

"We don't match, what makes you think that", Makai questioned, while feeling upset.

"I mean she is too protective, you are too passive, I just feel you two shouldn't get along, yet you two have deluded each other to thinking you two would be a perfect couple", said Spice.

"I appreciate you mentioning who the fae that might be that has the painting, but as for my relationship with Key, I'll decide how that ends, anything else you want to tell me", said Makai.

"Yes, this descendant might have a bad history, so be careful what you find", said Spice.

"Thanks", said Makai, then walked out of the bathroom.

"Why didn't you tell her?" Ridge asks Spice, while coming out of the shadows.

"Now, I wouldn't want to scare her", said Spice.

Makai reunites with Key.

Makai tells Key everything that Spice told her.