Wizard and Deat Reaper: Hogwarts
Chapter 28's

After his eyepatch is damaged in a duel with Urahara, Harry gets an indication that Toushiro does not intend to replace it. White hair does not care about the number of views or whispers directed at him – exactly three vertical scars on the left part of his face.

"Can his scar be removed?" hermione asked curiously as they were having dinner in the Great Hall. "It looks like it's a pretty deep wound.. It must hurt huh?"

Toushiro shrugged his shoulders. "I can stand the pain. Whatever I want to complain about, I'm still alive and not blind. The ex? There's more, if you want to know, so it's nothing. Anyway, this isn't the first time I've been hurt…"

"More?" ginny asked in shock.

"Not the first time?" ask Hermione.

"How often have you been beaten?" ask Ichigo amusedly.

"You don't deserve to talk to me that way." Toushiro looked at Ichigo ferociously before scooping his salad. "Indeed who foolishly challenged Kuchiki at the first meeting…"

"Hey.." Ichigo threw an annoyed look at his friend. But then a smirk widened on the face of the orange hair. "I wonder what Rangiku-san said when he saw what you've done with that face."

Toushiro froze for a moment, then grumbled at something that sounded like me-already-heard-it-three-times-of you.

Ichigo chuckles amusedly. Glad his heart would be the prospect of 'suffering' the white hair. He knew that the 10th Division Lieutenant would cringe upon seeing that the cute face of his petite commander had scars like Hisagi and Zaraki. "I won't tell him, let him know for himself and you're being yelled at. Ha!"

"Fuck," cursed Toushiro huffed.

"Yes, jerk."

Hermione threw a displeased look at the swearing. Before Hermione could speak to her, Angelina Johnson came to sit among the Weasley twins.

"Good news, Toushiro? Glad you're out of the hospital."

"yeah. Couldn't be happier than that" sarcastic Toushiro grumbled.

"Ready training again? Are your eyes okay?"

"Normal as always" said Toushiro kalem.

"That's great" said Angelina happily. "I thought it was so bad; the scars were deceiving. But it doesn't matter. Let's just hope that scar scares Chang and he doesn't focus on finding the Snitch…"

Too bad Angelina did not see both eyebrows Toushiro raised so high that almost disappeared between the bangs of her hair.

"Is my face that awful?" toushiro asked, very surprised. He observed the shadow of his face on the surface of the silver cup in front of him. Ichigo chuckled, while the twins Weasley and Lee and Ron laughed.

"Newly aware? Have you never seen a mirror?" sindir Seamus's.

"Yuzu can faint at you," Ichigo remarked gasping, his grin widening. "Just try to come to my house after we get home. Dare bet, I must be right."

Toushiro snorted in annoyance. Well, stupid about what he looks like. He glanced at Ichigo at a glance, before lowering his voice and speaking in Japanese so that no one would hear them.

"What did you do to Malfoy?"

"Eh? What's?" Ichigo looked at Toushiro.

"You know what I mean."

God fucking. What kid knows everything?! Ichigo let out a breath. "Just ask and make sure something. And it turns out you're right."

"so." That's just Toushiro's comment.

Well, the discussion's over. Case closed.

The next days went as they should. The OWL and NEWT exams are getting closer and the fifth and seventh grade kids have to study extra hard to get drunk. Even Hannah Abbot of Hufflepuff had to get a Sedating Liquid from Madam Pomfrey after crying out in despair after Herbology lessons.

Harry was a bit upset as well because both Ichigo and Toushiro were calm in welcoming the approaching OWL exam. Both of them even still have time to play magic chess while the others finish the PR that asks for forgiveness is many and difficult.

"Your test is useless for my life," Ichigo said as Harry asked – without any other child knowing about the shinigami world, of course. "So graduating didn't pass, really care. It's just, Urahara thinks we should keep learning. Fortunately also my mission partner Toushiro, he was a favourable favor even though he considered me a nuisance."

"That's lucky," said Ron enviously.

"I've known what exams are anyway" Toushiro said as he read his spell book. "That's a lot harder than all these kinds of magic theories. Now, it's time you guys went through similar suffering."

"You're so mean" Ron commented.

"Some people think so."

There was no point in thinking about Toushiro's cynical sentence continuously, let alone bothering to admit the truth. All the tasks and PR and practice spells demand to be solved. If it wasn't for the LD training that had started, Harry thought he couldn't be happy anymore. He is proud of his friends who have experienced rapid progress in training, mmbuatny no wonder if some of them will get "Outstanding" in Defense against the Dark Arts, mmbuatny, and can't wait to see Umbridge's reaction to that. Plus, the physical exercise provided by Urahara turned out to be quite useful when combined with defense spells. They now had a decent reflex in avoiding the spell slide.

And, finally, they studied Patronus. All the spirit to practice this spell, do not regret that the mastery is quite complicated. However, for approximately half an hour, almost all members of the LD had already been able to bring up a wisp of silvery smoke at the end of his magic wand. And by the end of the exercise, more than half had succeeded in giving rise to their Patronus physical form.

"… Can't you stop playing around?" Harry heard Ichigo say to Toushiro as he went around observing the work of his friends. The white hair from earlier only raised a wisp of silvery-white mist at the end of his white magic wand. It seemed a bit impossible if Toushiro had not been able to master it; Ichigo alone could, with a silver eagle perched dashing on his shoulder.

Toushiro shrugged his shoulders unconcernedly. He observed Neville whose round face was sweating from concentration. "Liet down a little, Longbottom. You can't put on a tormented look if all you're supposed to do is remember the happy thing…"

"Yeah, listen to people who haven't been able to bring up Patronus yet" Fred said. He and his twin brother laughed, high five at each other.

Toushiro's eyes narrowed in annoyance. He lifts his wand into the air. It's as if they are. Right, he should stop playing around.

Actually, he's not playing around. Harry had previously explained that if he managed to bring up the Patronus corpora, which would be different in shape, unique, for every witch who created it. Toushiro instantly knew what form was about to appear, and it was a little troubling to him. It's a little uncomfortable to make himself look 'more' than he already does. But, how else. From the beginning he was destined to attract too much attention. So, just cuek…

He concentrated, remembering the most exciting thing that had happened to him. He remembers feeling the weight of the ice wings on his back when Hyourinmaru allowed him to master it completely; the day he made it to his bankai, becoming one with the ice dragon. "Expecto patronum!"

Many children were screaming in shock as something big shot out from the end of Toushiro's magic wand. A three meter tall silver dragon shone brighter than the other Patronus in the room. All the children looked at Toushiro in disbelief, or at the dragon who looked more like a snake than a lizard like Harry had seen from Norbert and the Norwegian Finned Back. The dragon patronus flew low, then surrounded Toushiro with a protective attitude.

"Impressive," Ichigo commented, grinning

"Bloody.." said Fred, looking a strange bloon.

"… briliant," closed George, the same expression.

Ichigo only chuckled amusedly as he saw a faint satisfaction on the face that was usually as cold as that ice cube. Sok jaim's base.

"Dragon?" neville said in a weak voice. "How can you?"

"Think of a happy thing" said Toushiro kalem.

"That's right," Ichigo said. "Come on, Neville, this fierce Ice Beam grumbling fellow has something fun to think about, you don't?"

"What does that mean?" toushiro said sharply, while Fred and George laughed out loud.

"Lho's? You're indeed Mr. Ice Beam, fierce, grumbling…"

Toushiro turned his head in annoyance. But before he said anything, he turned his head quickly towards the door. They all followed his gaze, looking at the petite figure of the house elf who was very familiar to the Golden Trio.

"Dobby?" asked Harry wonder "What is – what is it?"

The fairy of the house just stood up trembling, her big eyes widening full of horror. The LD children moved closer to the house elf; all Patronus faded in the silver mist before vanishing completely. Only Toushiro's dragon Patronus still survives, bringing out a soothing warm air for the frightened house elf.

"Harry Potter, sir," Dobby's great-grandson. "Sir.. Dobby came to warn you, but the house fairy is forbidden to…"

Dobby ran towards the wall and started banging his head. Many girls screamed. But before Harry, who is experienced with the habits of the former fairy of the Malfoy family house, Ichigo has darted and grabbed Dobby, keeping him away from the wall.

"What's going on, Dobby?" ask Harry.

"Harry Potter. he…"

The house fairy's hand formed a fist and intended to punch her in the face herself, but Ichigo again thwarted her.

"Who's 'him', Dobby?"

However, seeing the fear in Dobby's eyes, Harry immediately understood who 'he was'. There was no need for the house elf to say that name without the sound.

"Turbridge?" repeat Ichigo, surprised. He looked at Toushiro, whose Patronus instantly disappeared in a silver mist. The warmth it emitted vanished, replaced by an uncomfortable, bone-chilling chill.

"Dobby, he does not know about this – about us – about LD?"

Dobby nodded in horror, trying to break free from Ichigo's grip that he failed to do.

"He came here" Toushiro said. He looked at his LD friends. "Go from here, now!"

No need to be ordered twice, all the children immediately darted towards the door, out of the Room of Requirement. Harry could hear them all running along the corridor and hope that all of them would not be caught…

"We must not be seen," said Toushiro quickly. "Come, Kurosaki."

Ichigo passes Dobby and catches up with Toushiro who is already at the doorstep. The Golden Trio rushed over. Before Harry came out, he grabbed Dobby who was trying to hit his head on the floor.

"I know I have no right to give orders. But please, Dobby, please, go back to the kitchen with the other fairies, tell me you didn't tell me anything to Umbridge, and don't hurt yourself!"

"Y-yes, Harry Potter, thank you," said Dobby, before running away. Harry saw that all his friends were gone. He immediately rushed over, there was a boys' toilet at the end of the corridor. He could pretend to be there if he could reach it…

"How do you think he knows?" ichigo asked, after all the Gryffindor children who joined the LD managed to arrive at the Gryffindor Tower safely, except Harry. They all joined in the recreation room, waiting anxiously.

"I need a little time" murmured Toushiro. He sat on the old sofa by the window, thinking seriously. Many children looked at him curiously. Neville hoped that Toushiro would not linger, his two eyebrows barely fused on his face which was in a slightly horrifying shadow. Both eyes closed, and moments later opened, displaying a turquoise iris that lit up with fury.

"Marietta Edgecombe" he said slowly.

"Eh?"

"What?"

Ichigo looked at Toushiro in surprise. "What do you mean?"

"He reported the LD to Umbridge" Toushiro flat said. "He didn't come to the meeting today" Toushiro said.

"Just because he didn't come you're accusing him?" ask Hermione in shock.

"Think, Granger," said Toushiro rather sharply. "From the beginning after the twenty-fourth Education Decree came out, Umbridge already knew about LD, but she had no evidence to arrest us, uncovering what we were doing. Willy Widdershins' testimony at Hog's Head can't be completely trusted because he only sees us planning it, not carrying it out…"

"What does Widdershins have to do with LD?" asked Lee astonished. "He's just a suspect in the toilet case, isn't he?"

"And how to explain the case that was closed without charges against him, but the case is so big, right?" Toushiro. "He made an exchange with the Ministry, the Harry Potter spies at Hogsmeade - I saw him there – and gave good information, so he was free from prosecution. But that wasn't enough for Umbridge. He knows we keep running LD even if it's banned. But he, again, could not prove it. Great advantage on our side due to our indeterminate training patterns. But he's pretty sneaky too. If he can't find out for himself, then he'll have someone else to talk to, and the choice will be Edgecombe."

"Why did you conclude that?" alicia was confused.

"Umbridge the Ministry, right? And Madam Edgecombe is also a Ministry man…"

"Yeah" said Ron, as if remembering something. "I've heard Dad talk about Madam Edgecombe. He works at the Department of Magic Transport, the Floo Network office!"

"Well, it must be Madam Edgecombe who believes in Fudge, and Edgecombe must also have been persuaded by Umbridge to talk about LD, which he did immediately. Wasn't Edgecombe not very interested in LD at first?"

All the children fell silent, digesting this information.

"How about.." asked George, sounding very amazed

"… You can.." Fred continued, looking equally dazzled.

"… sum up as well as that?" say both at the same time.

"Think," said Toushiro simply.

"And how do you know about the Willy Widdershins case and Madam Edgecombe's work?" asked Dean in wonder.

"There's a magic newspaper called the Daily Prophet," said Toushiro flatly, but did not hide the cynical impression there. "The newspaper is rubbish, but that does not mean it is useless at all. If you're smart enough, there's some implicit news in it, including the Widdershins case."

"But I guess, Edgecombe regretted it now," Ichigo said slowly.

"Huh? Regretted?" angelina asked in disbelief. "It should be, he betrayed us!"

Toushiro looked at Hermione. "That spell might be working on him now."

Hermione's eyes widened in shock, then she covered her mouth with her hands. Many children stared at Toushiro, then Hermione.

"Mantra?" ask Neville.

"What spell?" ask Parvati curiously.

"I. I'm bouncing the parchment we signed…"

"You-WHAT?!"

Many children are shocked.

"Just in case" said Hermione hurriedly. "The spell will only work if you talk about it with others who are not members of the LD, teachers, especially Umbridge…"

"Why didn't you tell us?" ask Fred.

"… we can propose some good spells!" keep George.

Many children looked at the twins as if they were both crazy, before realizing that the Weasley twins were crazy.

"What spell?" ginny asked to know.

"Well, look," said Hermione carefully," roughly, er… You won't complain about having pimples or scars on your face."

"All I have are hollow scars, so what do you think?" tanya Toushiro is sarcastic.

No one wants to comment on this. Except for Ichigo who snorted amusedly, the others shuddered in horror.

The next day, an uproar occurs in the castle of Hogwarts. What is the matter? A major announcement has been made in every corner of the school of magic, which says Dolores Umbridge is appointed Principal in place of Albus Dumbledore. Although endorsed with the signature of the Minister of Magic, the announcement did not explain what happened; how Dumbledore was able to escape after overcoming the Auror duo of the Ministry, the Grand Inquisitor, along with the Minister of Magic and his Junior Assistant. Of course this raises a lot of speculation among children. Ichigo astonishes himself at the wild imagination of the Hogwarts students, who he thinks are worse than the memory-modifying work made by Division 12. House hit by a truck is still reasonable, compare with the assumption that the head of Fudge turned into a pumpkin, the imagination of the second grade Hufflepuff.

However, some children know that the eyewitnesses to the incident are Harry and Marietta. Because the latter is still in the hospital due to what Umbridge called 'misguided tantra', the children bombard Harry with questions. How wonderful the children of Gryffindor were because what Harry said was exactly the same as the Toushiro hypothesis.

"In the absence of Dumbledore at Hogwarts, I have little doubt about the security of our plans," Toushiro said as they – he, Ichigo, Urahara, and Yoruichi discussed the night in Urahara's secret room.

"Oh, don't worry it's too much" Yoruichi said, leaning his cat's head towards Toushiro. "Dumbledore knew that something like this might happen, and he eliminated the backup plan. He didn't really leave the castle anyway."

"You mean?" ask Ichigo.

"He was on a hill near Hogsmeade" Yoruichi reported. "He watched and guarded Hogwarts from there. If there's anything, I can be a news anchor to and from him."

"so." Toushiro sighed. "Then, second in command?"

"McGonagall-san, of course," Urahara said casually. "If there's anything you need about our assignment here, you can meet him, or send a message directly to Dumbledore or it could be through Yoruichi."

"Umbridge is the principal" Ichigo said, grunting in dislike. "Is there anything worse than this, huh?"

"Well," said Urahara, hiding his usual dirty smile behind his fan, "you wouldn't think what would happen, Kurosaki-san."

It is true Urahara said that they would not think what could happen afterwards. Including the countdown with the chaos the Weasley twins created by blowing up one large chest of magic fireworks in the corridor on the first day of Umbridge's assignment as Headmaster of Hogwarts. It is surprising that the sound of a super explosion from fireworks that can not even be removed the Withering Spell is not a problem for teachers of the caliber of Minerva McGonagall. Of course Umbridge could not arrest and prove Fred and George as suspects (again there was no evidence; the Weasley twins used all their fireworks reserves at Hogwarts for the blast). The twins' escape from punishment makes them heroes in Gryffindor's dorm that night.

However, it does not mean that they experience only pleasure. Harry, having a strange problem related to his Occlumency lesson with Snape. He still did not master it, and now Snape would not teach him any more.

If you remember it again, Harry felt very sad. Snape's refusal was not without cause, and it was Harry's own fault. His oversized curiosity enrages Snape; he accidentally goes into the Pensieve recording a piece of Severus Snape's memory. How did he know that it was probably one of the Potion teacher's worst memories, and it would be a bad memory for Harry as well. He knew one of the reasons for the incomprehension of his late father, Sirius, and Remus with Snape. Where did he know that Snape was right about his father, that young James Potter was a proud figure who was intelligent, had a hobby of disturbing people, which in this case was Severus Snape.

What astonished Harry was that it was not just Snape who was angry with him. Toushiro, who learns that Harry is no longer learning Occlumency on Snape, also turns his back on him.

"You really have to learn to hold back," Toushiro said sharply. Fortunately, the recreation room was quiet because of the Easter holiday. Ichigo shakes his head impatiently in the background; this time he abstains, neither confirming nor blaming Harry. "Don't anyone tell you that someone's memory is privacy? "

"Sorry," murmured Harry, looking down at his open Transfiguration book.

Toushiro clicked his tongue in annoyance. "I'll talk to Snape."

"I've also spoken to him" said Harry softly, grimly. "But he won't talk, let alone listen to me…"

"Maybe he won't listen to me either" said Toushiro coldly. He looked at Harry, who was looking down and feeling guilty. It is appropriate that way. "But it's very important that you close your mind to Voldemort. In the absence of Dumbledore in the castle, Snape is only the best option for you to learn Occlumency – even when Dumbledore has him appointed to teach you."

"I don't know," said Harry desperately. "I can't do it at all!"

"You're not trying hard enough!" said Toushiro ferociously.

"You don't know what it's like!" harry snapped back, annoyed beyond measure. Why was Toushiro now cornered him as well? He feels guilty enough!

"Don't know what it's like?" toushiro's voice rose coldly. Ichigo let out a breath. Really, this is not a good thing.

"You don't know how hard it is to shut your mind! You think it's good if he tries to penetrate your mind, read everything in your brain"

"Do I need to remind you that I'm different from you, Potter?" toushiro said without a tone, but Harry felt every word was icy cold, making him shudder.

Harry looked into the turquoise's eyes, getting a wordless explanation there. Toushiro knows what it feels like. Know how hard it is. Know how hard it is. The white-haired Shinigami has experienced and learned how to keep his mind, more than he has, Harry Potter, knows and does.

He takes his eyes off Toushiro's iris, feeling ashamed of himself. What he realized, he muttered an unclear apology.

Toushiro's irritation was completely incurable once he spoke to Snape. Snape insisted that he no longer teach Harry.

"He will learn to respect others first before feeling himself so important" Snape said scathingly

"And you are being childish," said Toushiro coldly, colder than the basement that became the Potion's teacher's office. "Harry Potter is just a boy, with-"

"all its potential to be heroic and meddle in people's affairs" scorned Snape.

"Kami-sama," Sizzled Toushiro. How could he willingly engage with a teacher's past grudges with his student's parents? I don't think he has any other business to do! "Well," said Toushiro at last. He did not know how to be a mediator for both camps. Come on, he just hasn't managed to handle Matsumoto with his laziness working on paperwork! "As far as you are. That's your revenge, that's your business. But I remind you that Potter's inability to keep his own mind can be a double-edged sword that endangers him."

And, without any more words, Toushiro left that gloomy office. Snape was just standing behind his desk. His black eyes stared at the door where the tiny shinigami disappeared from before him.