Wizard and Deat Reaper: Hogwarts
Chapter 24's

The first Monday went on as usual. Binns is still just as boring, Potions are still just as bleak, Arithmancy is still just as challenging for Ichigo, Toushiro, and Hermione, whereas Forecasts are still just as dreary for Harry and Ron. For Defense Against the Dark Arts, all students agree that the lesson is as tedious as the Binns lesson now. Every hour PTIH arrived, all they did was read the chapters of Slinkhart's writings that are difficult to absorb the brains of most students.

Not only the lessons on the first day were dizzying Harry – because the compact teachers whack the students with other PR-PR. LD members are constantly demanding answers as to when training begins. Harry, of course, could not tell them, except Ron, Hermione, Ichigo, and Toushiro that he had practice blocking the mind with Professor Snape. And the lesson was hard not to play.

Snape trains Harry by penetrating the defenses of Harry's mind, and Harry must try, somehow, not to let Snape look into his mind too far. The difficulty of focusing was a big deal for Harry. He failed many times, leaving Snape irritated and his head throbbing painfully from time to time.

It was only discovered by Harry that his headache gave new clues. On the front page of the Daily Prophet that was sent to Hermione featured some pretty shocking headlines. Toushiro who also subscribed to the magic newspaper was no less serious looking at the front page.

THE GREAT ESCAPE FROM AZKABAN

THE MINISTRY SUSPECTS BLACK IS THE "GATHERING GROUND" OF OLD DEATH EATERS

"Well," Ichigo commented, reading the front page of Toushiro's shoulder. The orange hair frowned while reading the news and observing the faces of the ten Death Eaters all of whom had almost the same expression; cunning and brash. "It seems like the chaos has already begun. Wait.." Ichigo's eyes were fixed on the only female witch among the fugitives, then read it without a sound. Bellatrix Lestrange, convicted of torture and causing the permanent incapacity of Frank and Alice Longbottom.

A second later, what entered Ichigo's retina was a shock in Toushiro's eyes, which asked him silently. Unmistakably, the intelligent brain of the 10th Division Commander found something.

"Longbottom?" ask in a whisper.

"Neville's parents, yeah," Ichigo said slowly, in Japanese. "Sorry I haven't told you before. I met them when I visited Mr. Weasley in St. Mungo. They lost their memories of being tortured by him." Ichigo hung out toward Bellatrix's photo.

"So that time," recalled the time Neville wanted to hit Draco, "he…"

"Yep." That's all Ichigo said. But he knew that Toushiro had more than understood. There was no need for more explanation on this, leaving no one to talk between Ichigo and Toushiro for some time later. Toushiro read his newspaper more seriously, and Toushiro, digesting the information behind the things the Ministry was clearly trying to cover up.

Ichigo himself returns to his breakfast, a bowl of cereal, while staring at his surroundings. Not many Hogwarts children subscribe to the Daily Prophet, so that the news of the escape of ten Death Eaters is not known directly by them. However, it was different from the teacher's desk. The teachers looked more serious than usual. It appeared that Professor Dumbledore was having a serious conversation with Professor McGonagall; professor Flitwick was talking to Professor Sinistra; Professor Sprout was reading his newspaper, his spoon halted in mid-air and dripping the yolk into his lap. Urahara also reads the Daily Prophet, however, Ichigo is not surprised that the man is the only one who can face chaos of any kind, even the wild****Ganju Shiba attack, is, with an odd carefree smile and the sound of conversation at an afternoon tea. Umbridge was also absent throwing accusatory gazes all over the Hall, pouting while eating her porridge.

The news of the escape of the Death Eaters just felt his uproar after approaching lunch. Students rumored about this news. Not only that, those whose family members experienced criminal acts from the fugitives also became the subject of discussion. In addition, this news also raises dissatisfaction for many readers of the Daily Prophet, who did not explain in more detail about the big breakout. This led those who doubted to begin to re-question Harry's testimony of the resurrection of Lord Voldemort.

Amidst the confusion of these young witches, Hermione Granger finds a clever way to expose the truth about Voldemort without the intervention of the Ministry or the Daily Prophet. During Hogsmeade weekend, he asked Harry to come to the Three Broomsticks at noon. At first Harry was confused, what was planned by his best friend. However, rather than moping after his date with Cho who failed miserably, then he chose to go to Hermione. After all he was alone in the magic village; Ron and Toushiro were practicing Quidditch and Ichigo was somewhere, probably going around the village under the pretext of patrol.

It turns out that Harry meets not only Hermione Granger, who sits down with the strangest tea buddies he could ever imagine about the girl; Rita Skeeter and Luna Lovegood. It turned out that Hermione's plan was to preach the resurrection of Lord Voldemort and his Death Eaters to the media, not the Daily Prophet, but rather The Quibbler edited by Luna's father. Harry was happy to do this idea. He wants to do something, whether it works or not.

"I didn't keep an eye on you for a few hours and this is what you're doing?"

Ichigo shook his head impatiently. Harry and Hermione have returned to Hogwarts for dinner. Ichigo is already there, but Ron and Toushiro have not. Maybe it's still Quidditch practice. As soon as telling what had just happened, his classmates – except Seamus, of course – looked rather amazed. But Harry was astonished to see Ichigo looking rather upset. He immediately glared fiercely as the others did not see them.

"I think it's a good idea" said Harry quietly, not wanting to be heard by others. "This will give society its magic of truth."

"You know what the risk is?" ask Ichigo sharply. Harry silenced. He's been thinking about this. He will face Umbridge, and anyone whose name he mentions as Death Eaters.

"Yeah." said Harry slowly.

"Everything?" urge Ichigo.

Harry swallowed. Has he really thought of everything?

"See?" Ichigo let out a breath. "It's more than just telling the truth. You should be able to make those who hear it believe you and not doubt you. Not to mention what you will receive afterwards, their trust or even their anger. So…"

"What are you talking about?"

Ron and Toushiro entered the Hall, and both were covered in mud. Toushiro frowned at Ichigo, looking somewhat irritated. Ron sat down next to Harry, began to take food to his plate and refused to look at anyone. Toushiro looked at Ichigo demanding an answer.

"Well, Harry had been interviewed by a reporter who knew who to tell all the witches about Voldemort's return and who the Death Eaters were and…"

"You do that?" Toushiro looked at Harry fiercely. "Basic *****!" hissing's fierce.

"But.." repet Hemione was anxious.

Toushiro sighed, as if he was holding back from exploding in anger. He took the meat pie and stood up. "Just whatever. You risk it yourself."

And the white hair left the Great Hall, leaving a muddy trail behind it. Harry was a little unwell. Toushiro's regret was too great to express in words. The more annoyed he was, the less he spoke.

"So," said Hermione, breaking the silence, "how was the Quidditch practice?"

"Nightmare anyway" replied Ron bitterly. "The two new Beaters were worse than me; angelina was almost crybaby because they really sucked. Toushiro was delicious, he was not scolded at all. But," Ron swallowed his chew. "he made a strategy for the match! Crazy boy! I think it's gonna work out with a team member like me…"

"Don't say that, Ron," said Hermione.

"Heh, if Toushiro makes a strategy, he already knows what he has to do. Just follow, and you'll win" Ichigo said, occasionally throwing a sharp glare at Harry. Maybe he was upset by the interview.

"But I doubt it will work" said Ron grimly. "We're the worst team this year…"

"Well, it's up to you" Ichigo grumbled. "If you want to suck forever, keep doing it."

And Ichigo also left Gryffindor's desk. The Golden Trio was silent and dumbfounded. Both young shinigami are compact in a bad mood.

The Gryffindor versus Hufflepuff Quidditch match took place the following weekend. Ron still failed in capturing the Quaffle fired by the Hufflepuff Chasers and the two new Gryffindor Beaters was truly terrifying; it was true Ron said that they were both even worse than him. Sloper slammed his bat towards Angelina instead of Bludger and Kirke in shock; he screamed in the air as Zacharias Smith darted past him to catch the Quaffle. Nevertheless, Gryffndor's new Seeker performance exceeded anything Harry could have anticipated. Angelina said that Toushiro is talented to fly. He was able to avoid Bludgers from two Hufflepuff Beaters trying to knock him down or Bludgers from two Gryffindor Beaters who did not know if they hit an opponent or friend. What is clear, Toushiro became the face savior of Gryffindor in this match.

Toushiro buys Firebolt as his partner to capture the Golden Snitch. The broom only came at breakfast before the game, making many children stunned. Harry himself believes Draco Malfoy and his cronies gaped at the standard broom for the World Cup owned by the white hair. And Harry himself was also amazed, because he remembered very well that Toushiro bought the broom with his own money, refusing the help of Ukitake. Perhaps, shinigami also have a fixed salary, and surely Toushiro income is quite large considering his high position in the ranks of the Gotei 13.

Toushiro saved Gryffindor's face in the twenty-second minute. He darted faster than anyone, even Seeker Hufflepuff, Summerby, failed to catch up with him. The snitch was captured at an altitude of a hundred meters in jet speed. Be Gryffindor win by a narrow score of 240-230.

"Your flight is great" praised Harry after they all returned to the Gryffindo Tower to celebrate; although the victory celebration this time completely lost its enthusiasm.

Toushiro just shrugged, looking unsatisfied.

"Other times," said Angelina, leaning into the conversation while carrying her Butterbeer bottle, "we're just using your strategy. We're fucked up, and those two idiot Beaters need to be set up."

"Strategy?" asked Harry, looking at Angelina in surprise. "I remember Ron talking about Toushiro making plans for the match... Didn't you guys run it?"

"Well," Angelina cleared her throat, looking somewhat misbehaved, plus Toushiro looked at her rather irritatedly. "I don't think that plan will work. But I didn't expect Toushiro to be able to predict all of Hufflepuff's movements exactly; almost all of his guesses were correct, like Smith would be the main assailant."

"I told you that I've been watching Hufflepuff's training and matches, so I can reference their movement patterns…"

Now almost the entire hostel heard the conversation. The Gryffindor team members, plus Fred and George stared at Toushiro in disbelief.

"You do that?" lee asked in shock.

"That's... cheating, right?" ask Hermione in doubt.

Toushiro raised an eyebrow. "cheating?"

"I'm sure the exact term is cunning but ingenious" Ichigo comments, grinning.

"Luckily, Granger," said Toushiro kalem, shaking his hand against Fred's Cake Walnuts, "Hogwarts Quidditch Tournament is not as extreme as you might think. Each team can watch the training of other teams, and there is no prohibition to observe the movements of other teams as well. If you are smart enough, you can take advantage of this leeway to analyze the opposing team before the game and work out a move to beat them. The rules are a bit dangerous, but if smart enough too, the observed team is already setting up plan B. Unfortunately," Toushiro glanced at Angelina, "you don't believe me."

"I just didn't think you could come up with such a plan" Angelina said in self-defense. "We've never observed another team before, and what you're doing is new. And to be honest, I didn't think you could come up with such a good strategy, I thought you were messing around…"

"There may be Toushiro messing around," Ichigo said, sitting casually slipping his legs on the sofa while reading his Transfiguration book. "He's serious, you know. Even things like Quidditch will do in earnest even if he does not like it too much. And in addition, he's a tactician at. Shinou. Just try playing shogi, and count how many times you'll be slaughtered. Shogi is Japanese chess" Ichigo added, looking at Hermione's questioning gaze.

"I just don't like wasting my time," Toushiro said flatly. "You've made me agree to join the team, so I'll make sure I'm not in vain here…"

"Tuh, right. You're making it so serious" sidelines Ichigo. "Little relax. It's just a game."

Toushiro threw a fierce look at his friend. "If my principles were like Urahara, maybe I would relax a little. But unfortunately, Kurosaki. I'm not like that. Not satisfied? Welcome to my world."

Fred, George, and Lee laughed heartily at that. Some of the children also laughed stifledly, while Ichigo grumbled as he said, "Based by the Ice Beams."

Harry stared at the ceiling. The kids are getting a little busy with their conversations. Ron, who was sitting alone in the corner of the room, looked grim. Harry knew exactly why he was. Surely he was disappointed in himself who passed fourteen goals in front of his eyes. It was only a few minutes that Ron was there, before sneaking up to the boys room.

"I knew Ron could actually be a good keeper" Angelina said, sighing. "That's if he's willing to stop listening to Slytherin's singing and taunting and bullying…"

"But that doesn't mean it's impossible, does it?" katie said encouragingly.

"We have to sort that out, and win the Quidditch Cup this year" Angelina said.

"Next Ravenclaw, yes," said Toushiro, seemingly thinking for a moment. "You could say they're Hogwarts' best team right now…"

"What?!" a few kids were surprised.

"Everyone said that Slytherin would win the Tournament" Alicia said.

"Yeah, and you said Ravenclaw instead," Dean said.

"Slytherin is nothing compared to Ravenclaw. Their movement patterns were chaotic, whereas Ravenclaw was more measured and tidy. It seems like Ravenclaw is smart as well to prepare for all their moves. If Slytherin seems to fly, the origin of the throw, and the origin of the hit. I think Chaser Ravenclaw, the Davies is the brain of the team, only he disguises his role and relies on the other two Chasers while he watches the game, waiting for the right moment to give instructions to his team members. And Chang is also a pretty reliable Seeker and- eh? What's?"

Toushiro looked at his old friends who were once again staring at him fascinated. Gosh darn. Don't they know what 'strategizing' is'?

"How did you know?" alicia asked in astonishment.

Toushiro pinched the base of his nose. "That's what I call seeing and observing."

The next day in the Great Hall, the Golden Trio came in for breakfast just as the owl's post came to deliver the letters. Hermione immediately sat down at Gryffindor's desk to receive her Daily Prophet. Harry, who did not expect any letters to come to him, was astonished when an owl landed in front of him. It turns out not only one. Five other owls landed in front of him and flapped their wings noisily and scrambled to drop the letter first. As soon as the first flight fleet left, seven other owls descended to deliver their mail to him.

"Well," Ichigo remarked amusedly, while many children turned in astonishment. "It's not usually you get that many letters."

"Oh yes" said Harry gasping.

"I think I know what this means, Harry," said Hermione excitedly. He took a long, cylindrical package wrapped in brown paper. "Open this first!"

Harry immediately tore off the paper wrapping the scroll. The March edition of Quibbler rolls out. As soon as Harry opened the cover, he faced a photo of his own face, and large red letters were written on top of the photo: the:

HARRY POTTER FINALLY SPOKE: THE TRUTH ABOUT HIM WHOSE NAME SHOULD NOT BE MENTIONED AND THE NIGHT I SAW HIM AGAIN

"Congratulations," Ichigo said sarcastically. Nonetheless, there was no more upset look on his face, nor did Toushiro just raise his eyebrows. "I think the letters are from the readers…"

"So was my guess" said Hermione. "Harry, do you mind if we read it?"

"Please," said Harry.

So Ron and Hermione opened the envelopes, followed by the Weasley twins who enthusiastically did so. It seems that someone believed Harry's story in the interview, and some still consider him a liar. The opening session of the letter came to a halt as Dolores Umbridge approached them.

Ichigo and Toushiro are silent to Umbridge questioning Harry, which leads to a fifty-figure cut from Gryffindor, additional detention for a week, and a ban on him from coming to Hogsmeade again.

After Umbridge's death, Harry saw the two shinigami in front of him seem a bit unconcerned. It seems both Ichigo and Toushiro are serious about saying that Harry must risk his actions alone. He doesn't know if he should be upset or unhappy about this.

That was the impact Harry had. A few hours later, a major announcement was made and posted almost all over the school. The content of the announcement is prohibiting all students from reading or owning The Quibbler. But the ban is not an obstacle for anyone to read it. The students were one step ahead of him, reflecting on The Quibbler so that no one else could read it. And, very soon, by noon, all the children at Hogwarts had learned of the contents of Harry's interview with Rita Skeeter. Hermione, with her eyes sparkling with delight, felt very confident that their efforts had succeeded; everyone was now beginning to trust Harry.

Harry felt it too. The whispers he hears when he passes by are no longer hateful or hateful. They are now throwing questionable gazes, torn in doubt whether to believe the story or the much-fissured version of the Ministry. If anything adds to his satisfaction, it's Seamus Finnigan who now wants to talk to him and trust him.

The only thing that bothered him was how the Slytherin children looked at him. Malfoy led them to throw a spiteful look at him. Harry, of course, knows why. He named the father of most of the inhabitants of the Slytherin House in his interview as the Death Eaters who appeared on the day of Voldemort's resurrection. According to Hermione, their anger was also because they could not reply directly, because they could not admit to reading The Quibbler.

The culmination of his happiness is a big party in Gryffidor's recreation room. Fred and George happily bewitched the front page of The enlarged Quibbler to fill one corner of the room, where Harry's image chanted a phrase like "MINISTRIES PEOPLE***ALL!" or "EAT DIRT, UMBRIDGE!"

Toushiro who was a lover of tranquility could only frown in annoyance, unable to do anything but sit in the farthest corner with a look as if flushed Stinksap. Ichigo can still tolerate this crowd, instead he is engrossed in an enthusiastic chat with Dean about football. Harry began to feel dizzy at the screams of his own photos, which began to fade, leaving the recreation room faster.

However, he had just closed the door of the boy's room, suddenly his scar felt hot. As soon as he fell into bed, everything changed.

And as he knew a moment later, he heard someone screaming.

Harry opened his eyes. He was not in a dark room with a pale face like the serpent Voldemort was looking at. He is in Gryffindor's fifth-grader's room, with Ron, Ichigo, and Toushiro near his bed.

"What the hell is it?" ichigo asked in surprise, helping Harry to sit down. "You why? Your scars hurt again?"

"Have anyone been attacked again?" ask Ron in fear.

"Not – is all right," panted Harry, holding his forehead which seemed to be plastered with embers. "Well, Avery is not. He's in trouble. Avery gave the wrong information and Voldemort is very angry…"

"What are you talking about?" ask Ron horrified. "Are you.. Did you see You-Know-Who?"

"I've just become him" said Harry trembling. "He was with Rookwood.. The escaped Death Eaters, remember? Rookwood tells him that Bode can't move him…"

"Move what?" toushiro tanya sharply.

"Something, something" said Harry. He saw the vigilance in the turquoise's eyes. "He said Bode would not be able to do it, even under the Imperius Curse. He's in St Mungo's after, right? Because it's…"

"Whoever bewitches him is the same person who planned his murder" Toushiro said immediately. Both Harry and Ron looked at him in horror, realizing how cold Toushiro's voice was. The white hair looked at Harry. "Is there anything else you hear?"

"Eh. yeah. He said he'd start all over again to take 'that', '" said Harry slowly.

"Maybe 'it' is.." said Ron softly.

"His "junk? Yep. I'm sure so," said Harry bitterly.

Silent moment. Harry saw Ichigo and Toushiro exchanging glances. And then, Toushiro lowered his voice, as soon as he heard the sound of footsteps approaching the room. "Listen, Potter," he said rather hastily, "I know it's hard for you to shut your mind. But, do as hard as you can to do it…"

"But it's so hard!" harry's protest was slow, not wanting to be heard by his friends, especially after Seamus had just stopped considering him mentally disturbed.

"I know," said Toushiro. Harry felt a strange glint in Toushiro's eyes. I don't know why it made him shudder a little. "Just try to do the best you can. Don't let him get into your mind." Toushiro straightened out "I'll tell Dumbledore about this…"

"Don't!" whispered Harry.

Both Ichigo and Toushiro looked at him sharply.

"He already knows you can see it" Ichigo said softly.

"But what you see is what he must know" said Toushiro. "Just do your part well."

"But…"

It was not the sight that made him anxious. What Lord Voldemort planned was what scared him. What if the injured were more than he had imagined? What if more people suffer from it?

"Don't worry" Ichigo said, patting her on the shoulder in a friendly manner. "We'll protect you."

The Slytherin recreation room was dark, only lit by a fireplace that left embers burning. Draco Malfoy walked back and forth in the middle of the room, alone. All the residents of the dorm had climbed onto their respective beds, except for him. Draco's mind was filled with many things, including his anger at Harry Potter.

Yep. How could the Potter do that garbage interview and mention his father's name? Dare to be him! How insolent!

Draco kicked a lump of scrap parchment on the floor, directly sliding into the fireplace and burning in a huge flame. He felt angry not overbearing. Potter must accept the consequences!

But how? If he attacked Potter frontally, it would only trouble him. How could he admit that he had read the Lovegood trash magazine. He may be entangled in Education Decree Number Twenty-seven. No. gabe. He has to think of another way. The smart way that can make Harry Potter feel pain indirectly, namely through his friends. If he pranks one of Potter's friends, he can certainly tell if his friend is wretched because of him. Potter is also not too*****, after all.

But who? Ron Weasley's? No. gabe. He and the Slytherin boys have been raving at him a lot, especially on the Quidditch field. Hermione Grangers? No. gabe. The girl had also been an object many times, and had always been smart enough not to bully her. Then who?

Soon it comes to Draco's mind will be two names. The two new boys. Ichigo Kurosaki and Toushiro Hitsugaya. Both of them were quite close to that damn trio. Which one is better to take his revenge.

Draco grinning. He already knows the answer. Has he not put a real fight on Toushiro Hitsugaya? He believes he hasn't embarrassed Hitsugaya enough in public. He had to devise a plan that had a greater impact on the white hair.

And he knows what he has to do. With a satisfied smile, Draco Malfoy climbed the stairs to the boys' room, leaving Slytherin's dark and empty recreation room.