Wizard and Deat Reaper: Hogwarts
Chapter 40's

"This is beyond my expectations," Shinji said seriously. "I didn't think she'd wake up so soon."

"Not good?" renji said astonished.

"Well, but I haven't devised a plan for Hougyoku's mental side effects" Shinji said. The 5th Division commander looked at Urahara who was busy reading a thick book. A bit odd for Shinji, as Urahara was not in the room any longer and handed it to Isshin and Tessai. The former 12th Division Commander did check on Commander Hitsugaya after he got word that the small commander was conscious. But only a few minutes later he came out, said nothing and opened the thick book, as if looking for something.

Except, Urahara is putting together a plan.

"How do you think?" ask Shinji.

"Hitsugaya-san's condition more closely resembles Kurosaki-san's condition when receiving his hollow power," Urahara said without lifting his face from the thick book. "The reason why he had regained consciousness, was because his hollow strength healed all his physical injuries. But that doesn't mean no compensation."

"What compensation?"

"Hitsugaya-san was aware of the hollow's existence. He could be said to have borrowed his hollow power to heal himself, but it could also be said that the hollow healed him in order to take over."

"Oi!" yelled Ichigo, instantly worried.

"And," Urahara continued, as if there were no interruptions, "that Hitsugaya-san woke up and did not change, I'm sure she used all her ability to suppress the hollow." Urahara closed the book. "I'm not sure he can hold it for much longer."

"His Reiatsu is fragile" Byakuya said flatly.

"really so. And the longer he pressed his hollow, the weaker he would get. In this condition, I asked Tessai and Isshin to temporarily seal all of her reiatsu. Best choice we have for now. Don't worry," Urahara added immediately, looking at Ichigo and Rangiku's expressions. "He won't lose his shinigami powers, I've told you this is only temporary. This is not the same as what we used to do for your mother, Kurosaki-san."

Ichigo raised an eyebrow.

"Isshin used to sacrifice his shinigami powers to save your mother because your mother was a Quincy. The hollow that almost took his life, you know that everything on the hollow is poison to Quincy. So, your father sealed that hollow with all his strength. But, Hitsugaya-san is not Quincy. Hollows are not poison to him. Here, changes similar to those of the Vizards can be found."

"Really, I don't understand." said Renji.

"In short, he didn't lose himself and his strength" Shinji said calmly. He looked at Urahara. "Stop beating. Straight to the main tree, can you get that Hougyoku out of him or not?"

The room was immediately quiet. The shinigami are there, except Isshin and Tessai. In fact, Ulquiorra and Grimmjow were there. Several witches also exist; the Golden Trio, Sirius, Lupin, Mad-Eye Moody, Snape, McGonagall, and of course, Albus Dumbledore. Everyone is waiting for Urahara's answer.

"I just confirmed it." Urahara tapped on the thick book cover on his lap. "We can't get that Hougyoku out yet."

"What?! But before, on the old Hougyoku, Aizen could get him out of Rukia!"

"And do you remember that Kuchiki-san weakened because of that?" urahara's words instantly silenced Ichigo. "Hitsugaya-san's condition is so unfavorable to him, he's even weaker than Kuchiki-san who just came out of Shishinro's confinement *) Forcing him to be extracted out, it will kill him instead."

"So, he's not immortal?" ask Shitara.

"You get the answer you and Centra 46 want, Shitara-san." Urahara sighed. "He is not immortal. But still," Urahara sighed. "We haven't been able to get that thing out of him yet."

Toushiro's outpatient room door creaked open. Isshin walked out of the room, and closed the door slowly. Ichigo's father's expression looked grim.

"More severe than I thought. Hougyoku was torturing him.." murmured Isshin. "He looked at Rangiku. "You better not see it first. I can't bear to let Momo still be with her, but I can't bear to leave Shiro-chan without her."

"But…"

"He doesn't want you there" said Isshin stiffly. She doesn't want you to see her so weak, Ran-chan, she knows it will make you sad. He doesn't want to see you destroyed.

Rangiku bit his lip. It felt like he was betrayed again. His petite commander did not want to meet him. He, his lieutenant!

But, he catches the message behind Isshin's words.That Toushiro wants to keep Rangiku feeling…

His petite commander, even in weakness and pain, was still so unselfish….

Rangiku lowered his head, and said trembling, "B-good."

Isshin looked at the others. "Now we're just waiting."

After saying so, Isshin came out of the hospital ward. Harry sees that Ichigo is also moving on.

"Where are you going?" ask Rukia slowly.

Ichigo looked at him. "Pater-child talk? Well, see you later."

And Ichigo is also out, following his father.

"Speaking father-son?" repeat Shinji, very surprised. "What's true... Instead of them usually fighting?"

Ichigo finds his father in a third-floor corridor, overlooking the Hogwarts courtyard, leaning against a stone balcony. The man looked up at the night sky that had just waded into Hogwarts. As much as she could, Ichigo stepped silently and stood beside her father.

"That's bad, huh?" ichigo asked quietly, "until you don't allow Rangiku-san beside him?"

"You what happened when Gin died in front of him? If he sees Toushiro, I'm afraid it will make him sadder than he is now."

"Hinamori-san is with her," Ichigo said.

Isshin sighed. He closed his eyes for a moment. "Toushiro begged me to get Hougyoku out of him."

"Eh?"

"Please, Ichigo. And, Toushiro had never begged before."

Thas right. Toushiro never pleaded. His high self-esteem made him never humble himself to beg. But, Isshin had seen despair in both turquoise irises, as she said she would temporarily seal Toushiro's reiatsu. The white hair was too tired. And Isshin knew that neither hollow nor Hougyoku were in him. The thing he didn't want but was forced to be in him, it tortured him.

And Toushiro begged him. I wish Isshin could lift that burden off of him. Too bad, Isshin couldn't do anything for that moment. Toushiro, in his desperation clearly did not care if it risked taking his life. But Isshin was too afraid to take that risk.

"I can't follow his will. Me and Tessai still had to seal the reiatsu. Not a pleasant process; he collapsed in the middle of a sealing ritual. But, she keeps hold of Momo-chan's hand, asks her to stay, and says not to let Ran-chan meet her. Letting Momo-chan be with her, is the only thing I can give her. The girl can give her moral support."

"It seems like all these things are like an atomic bomb for him," Ichigo comments, daydreaming. "Hollow, Hougyoku, the Guardians of Heaven. I don't know which is more surprising, this or the time you told me about mom…."

"Each has its own capacity" Isshin said. He sighed. "She I've taken as my own son – don't be jealous!" he added immediately, pretending to be fierce.

Ichigo grunting. "will not. Okay, a little." Isshin raised an eyebrow. "Smurprise! Where possible! Instead I pity him, have an unclear father like ka-UGH!"

Ichigo holds the back of his head that was recently hit by his own father. Right 'wouldn't he say 'daddy is not clear'?! Which father challenges his own son's duel on the grounds of practicing reflexes? Oh, right, a father named Isshin Kurosaki.

"Shiro-chan will have a hard time in the future. You're her brother, with her…"

"Oh? Brother role? Well, I know he's obviously a lot older than me, but he looks a lot younger than me…"

"Grove! Just accept!"

"Yes, yes!"

"You see that, Masaki? Ichigo we accept Shiro-chan to be his brother! Oho! I'm so happy, Masaki!"

"Oh, damn."

Too weak to have me…

Too weak to control me…

Too weak to be my king…

Toushiro Hitsugaya opened his eyes. However, it takes several times to get the focus. And the sentences kept repeating, audible by his own ears, a heavy sound full of sprightliness as if coming from a broken cassette…

Stared by it the ceiling of the cirrhaphy, displaying a tinge of orange sun, is laced by the light blue color of the morning sky.

He took a breath, feeling a slight pain in his chest. Not only that, he also felt very tired, his whole body seemed to have just been beaten. Wait for. Actually it's like that.

As if just a few seconds ago, he had to duel with his own hollow. Only with Hyourinmaru's sealed form. It was like an endless duel. The hollow had the same prowess as him. What distinguishes it very significantly is that the hollow has hatred and malice, two things that actually become embers that strengthen the hollow.

The fight without end. It ended only because he fell and could not lift his zanpakuto. Too tired from the real fight with the Arrancar before.

"You're just wasting the effort that I've been so kind to you" said the hollow with his vileness. "This duel is only the beginning, Toushiro Hitsugaya, the beginning that one day, it will be proven that I am the right to be the king." The hollow stood in front of him haughtily, lifting up the black Hyourinmaru. "See you later, Weak."

Is correct. He was too weak, even to fight himself.

"I've never thought of it that way, Master."

Toushiro turned his head, staring at the origin of the voice. He saw the zanpakuto spirit in his human form, standing against the background of the window that sent the morning light into the room. The ice on his shoulder and on his claws was sparkling, as if it was made of diamonds. Hyourinmaru looked at him with her gray eyes. There's a lot of stuff implied there. Very much. And without a word, Toushiro could understand it.

Toushiro stared at the ceiling of the sihiran above him. "You didn't answer me."

"I can't reach you, Master." Hyourinmaru's voice sounded tired. "You fell too deep."

"I need you…"

"I know."

"… You're not there…"

Hyourinmaru. He could feel the master's wounds. His loneliness, as if multiplied because of that. "I never left you."

"I'm calling you…"

Hyourinmaru saw Toushiro close his eyes, holding back the tears he failed to contain. "You just have to accept it, then you'll accept me…"

"How is that possible?" Toushiro opened his eyes. Anger and sadness mixed there. "I'll never accept it!"

"And you will never lose it" said Hyourinmaru sadly.

"He shouldn't be there! She!"

"But we can't get rid of it."

Toushiro looked at Hyourinmaru, unable to believe what he had just said. He knows it's true. Once the hollow becomes a part of it, he is bound to it to the end.

"But we can subdue him."

Hyourinmaru saw new things slowly appear on both of the turquoise irises. The thing he could give was more than just his presence. He knew after this everything would change. Everything will be difficult. But, he can give it again, again, and again.

Hopefulness.

Hyourinmaru gave his little master a nod of reverence. "I always believed in you. Be strong. We'll be strong together."

"You scared me half to death! Oh, my goodness taicho! Don't you know that your lieutenant's pretty face can be the most powerful medicine for all sorts of ailments? Why don't you even want to see me? Taicho jahaaaat~"

"You can't even cure your sake addiction, so don't talk no."

"How can you say that?! And taicho, I'm not addicted! I just assumed sake was my best friend for getting drunk." Rangiku added the last two words very slowly, but did not fail to not be heard by the white hair. "Taicho is still my best friend, don't worry!"

"I'm just worried because you said I'm your best friend; I'm on the level of your fucking sake."

As Ichigo returns to the hospital, along with Rukia and Byakuya, he is a little surprised to see that Toushiro is no longer in his room. He was sitting on a chair next to the window of the hospital ward, still pale, but clearly better than the last time he saw him near death. In fact, he was starting to look fierce as usual. And what surprised him even more was the presence of Hyourinmaru beside him. Fortunately there was not a single witch there, so they did not have to bother explaining who she was to them. Not yet, at least.

But obviously they, the shinigami need a reason.

"Well, I thought I heard Hitsugaya's voice earlier," said Shinji, his lazy tone heard. The 5th Division commander closed the door behind him, staring at Toushiro who was being raided by Rangiku. "She looks fine."

"yeah. It seems like he handled this quite well," Isshin commented, but his two eyebrows barely fused together.

"Eh, why is Hyourinmaru here?" ask Renji in wonder.

All eyes were instantly directed at the strongest zanpakuto hyousetsu spirit of the Soul Society.

"He came after the sealing was complete" Momo said. "And haven't left Hitsugaya-kun since then."

"What's going on?" ask Rangiku curiously.

"Hougyoku prevents me from speaking to Master," Hyourinmaru said flatly.

"WHAT?!" yell Ichigo, Renji, Rangiku, Ikkaku, and Isshin together. Toushiro was slightly bewildered to hear it. Momo who was sitting next to him smiled nervously.

"How did that happen?" isshin asked Urahara, who covered part of his face with his fan.

"Well, all I can say is that it's one of the effects of Hougyoku's existence on him."

Isshin looked at Urahara with annoyance. That relaxed attitude turned out to be really annoying at a very inappropriate time. He set his eyes on Toushiro, who was staring out the window. "Are you okay?"

Toushiro. His expression was unpredictable. And, this made Isshin regretted asking. But, Toushiro answered him, his tone was calm, barely caring. "Of course."

"I don't think that's a question he wants to ask, Master. And that was also not the answer he expected," Hyourinmaru said. This, made all eyes again directed at the human form of the ice dragon.

"How can he get the desired answer if he doesn't ask the question he should?" Toushiro.

"Oh, this brat is really smart" Shinji chirped.

Hyourinmaru. "For this condition, the communication between me and the Master is paramount. If we can't talk in the inner world, I'll come to him by any means."

"Until when?" ask Ichigo to know.

Toushiro and Hyourinmaru exchanged glances, the expressions of the two were so solemn. Then, the two replied simultaneously, "It's none of your business."

Rangiku laughed hearing that; even the corner of Byakuya's lips lifted by a split second.

Ichigo felt a twitching vein in his temple. The truth is that Toushiro got his leg trait from Hyourinmaru or Hyourinmaru got his leg trait from Toushiro, he never knew. All he knew was that it was not his favorite response, as he felt like he wanted to smash his forehead against the wall because of that.

"I hate to have to say this, Hitsugaya, did you know about Centra 46?" ask Shinji. He knows this may not be the right time. He knew that the Commander of the 10th Division was hiding all his anxieties and fears, and felt between disgust and pride because of it. Sure enough, as soon as this topic was alluded to, Toushiro's shoulder was a little tense.

"Yes. I know," said Toushiro quietly.

"Who came here Genjiro Shitara" said Ukitake. Toushiro. The 13th Division commander had just entered the room. "Yourself managed to convince him that you didn't break the law. But I doubt he'll just let you go…."

"It's obvious so," interrupted Toushiro quietly.

"She'll probably ask you herself later." Ukitake smile. "I'm sure you can give him a better answer."

Toushiro nodded stiffly.

A better answer? Yeah, he'll give it to you. He, in his unconscious time does not mean he does not hear or feel. He could feel Momo's sadness. He could hear her crying. At that time, he did not want to hear or feel it. However, at the same time he was too desperate to stand on his own. He needs Momo Hinamori to make him an excuse to stay, but he cannot tell Rangiku. The lieutenant will be severely wounded. He did not want to give a new wound, not if the old wound for the departure of Gin Ichimaru is still deep in the heart of his lieutenant.

And this time, he swore he wouldn't make his lieutenants or Momo or anyone cry. No more.

It's been over twenty-four hours. Over twenty-four hours Cornelius Fudge had to wait for an explanation from Albus Dumbledore about the battle that took place at Hogwarts.The battle was irrefutable proof of the return of Lord Voldemort.

This really made him shudder, tremble, and break out in a cold sweat. He-whom-his name-can-not-be-referred to. And for a year, he avoided that fact, the fact that Albus Dumbledore had told him. He can't hide this anymore. He can't give any more excuses.

In addition, the battle involved not only witches. The battle also involved an existence he had never trusted before. The Existence of the Spirit World.

The Great Hall became tense just like that. Cornelius Fudge circled a glance at the shinigami standing in front of him. Dumbledore was also among them. Clearly the old witch is responsible for their supernatural beings. And he's already sucked two shinigami – no, but three – under his nose without him putting great suspicion at all!

Fudge's face was flushed red withstanding anger. He's the Minister of Magic, for Merlin's Beard! How dare Dumbledore demean it so much! And now, he will not let his credibility just drop in front of those spirits, which Dolores Umbridge confirmed consisted of commanders and lieutenants.

Oh, goddamn. The military elite.

Militaries. How he hated the defense organization that doubled this one attack. They were strong and could tear down the Ministry regime easily; that was why he made Auror a special force under the Ministry's control, so that he could watch over her directly.

"How did you contact them without my knowledge, Dumbledore?!" gertak Fudge. The commanders clearly did not show any expression, but those without haori looked a little irritated. Among them, he recognized Byakuya Kuchiki who had come to the Ministry last year and Juushiro Ukitake who had been reported by Dolores to him.

"Given that you don't believe anything I've told you, I'm not sure you'll listen to this, Cornelius," said Dumbledore calmly, but his eyes flashed.

"But this is a completely different thing to Potter's crazy story! It's about the Spirit World! Death God!"

"What difference?" dumbledore said, his calm tone a little sharp now. "If you don't believe in the return of Lord Voldemort (Dumbledore ignored the bearded Fudge) how can you trust the existence of spirit warriors that even humans have not known all along, even us? I think, I'm sorry, Cornelius, I chose my own way of protecting Hogwarts and everything in it. And they're very helpful."

Fudge's eyes were directed at Ichigo who was frowning looking at him. How could it be that teenager who guarded the entire magic castle? "Unacceptable.They even sent the boy to guard this place! I've seen their files, and Dolores is also sending me data on those two kids! How did their people send two boys on a guard mission?!"

"Babies? I'm seventeen years old!" ichigo Protest. "Eh, wait, this July is eighteen, that means, I'm not a kid!"

"And I'm forty-two years old, Kurosaki, so if you look at the age limit, we're not kids at all."

They all stared at the doorway as soon as they heard the heavy and slightly hoarse voice that was very familiar. Toushiro Hitsugaya stood there, in his shinigami attire, despite his absence this time around. Instead, he wore a dark blue bamboo patterned haori. His face was paler and thinner than usual, but there was no sign of any pain there. Fudge was slightly bewildered looking at the scar on the face of the white hair. However, equally surprising from his arrival was a foreign man and Ulquiorra Cifer – who had not been known by the Minister of Magic and his Aurors – who were with him.

The man stood beside Toushiro, with his pale skin – though not as pale as paper like Ulquiorra – and on his handsome face expressionlessly had an incongruity; a light blue cross stretched out in the middle of his face. The man's hair was dark green, which extended past his waist. The dress was similar to the Japanese samurai clothes Harry had seen on television, a purple-blue kimono. There were two badges on the front of his kimono, which were the same shape as the bronze brooch pinned on the buffer chain of the now-unworn Toushiro zanpakutou, which was connected by a golden chain. Completing his peculiarity, both the man's hands and feet were covered in a thick bluish ice that resembled claws. Ice formed around his neck, forming a protector there, only opening the front of his neck. The man's gray eyes looked at the witches emotionlessly, the same gaze Harry remembered only the white-haired young man beside the stranger.

"Ah, Hitsugaya-kun," said Kisuke cheerfully. "I didn't expect you to come"

"Swash from the hospital again?" isshin asked, but his tone was carefree. "However, have a hobby like that. Hello again, Hyourinmaru."

The green-haired man nodded once.

But, before anyone spoke, another figure again appeared in the Hall. The blue haired Arrancar, Grimmjow Jeagerjaques. He grinned, directing his blue eyes which implied savagery towards Toushiro. "Ha! The Ice Commander has appeared, it turns out! Where's all your reiatsu, huh? And you?" Grimmjow looked at Hyourinmaru full of questioning, who was looking back at him with wary narrowed eyes. "You and the boy…."

"He's his zanpakuto spirit, Hyourinmaru," said Ulquiorra flatly. Grimmjow grinning widens. "And you're not going to fight it."

"Why not? When else against the zanpakuto who almost took out our Queen Hueco Mundo?"

Hyourinmaru's ice claws drifted into the katana grip on his waist obi.

"Stop it," said Toushiro coldly, stopping the movement of the green-haired man beside him. But, Toushiro looked at Grimmjow sharply. The former Sexta Espada looked unconcerned, his grin fixed on his fierce face.

"We didn't come to fight the shinigami, Grimmjow," Ulquiorra said flatly.

"Do I care?"

"Must, if you don't want to die today." That answer made Grimmjow clench his teeth in annoyance.

"Good! If we go back to Hueco Mundo, use your Segunda Etapa and I prove I can beat you!"

And Grimmjow went away without saying anything else.

"He won't have a chance, will he?" ichigo said, staring at Ulquiorra.

"He almost died fighting against Quinto – Fifth. Do you think he has a chance to win over the former Quatro?"

"Still you're arrogant, Emo-Bat" Shinji commented.

"That's a fact."

"Who are you?" ask Fudge, hide his glee. The pale-skinned youth did look like a teenager, but his appearance, although the face was frozen expressionless, the aura he had was enough to intimidate him.

"Ulquiorra Cifer, Arrancar of Hueco Mundo" said Ulquiorra flatly.

"A-arrancar?" fudge said. Didn't the word Dumbledore who also attacked Hogwarts is a creature called Arrancar?!

"I need to say, Mr. Minister, so that you don't misunderstand, this Ulquiorra Cifer, and the blue hair that was not in the same group that attacked Hogwarts" Kyouraku said lightly.

"That sounds the same to me!"

"Don't equate us with that low hollow" Ulquiorra said flatly, but there was a threat behind his words, making Fudge take a step back. "They're just garbage cockroaches who are blind to their animal instincts."

"What makes you different from them?" fudge Hiss.

"Hollow has a level of strength" Ulquiorra said. "The lowest is Gillian, then Adjuchas, and the strongest is Vasto Lorde."

"And he is Vasto Lorde" said Shinji. "Revolved into Arrancar, and used to be one of the ten elite members of 'the palace guards of Las Noches'."

"W-what?" fudge Chirps. The elite members of the 'guard force of the Las Noches' palace'?!

"Former," correction Ulquiorra.

"You're very stressed," sneered Shinji. "It seems you're happy with your freedom." Ulquiorra looked at him wordlessly. "But you still hold the symbol of your position as the fourth strongest in the Espada line."

"That was the reason for my existence, long before Aizen made me Cuatro Espada," Ulquiorra said flatly. Ulquiorra turned her head, looking at the white hair beside her. "I'll talk to you later."

Toushiro nodded stiffly. After getting the wordless answer, Ulquiorra left.

"What are you talking about?" ask Ichigo to know.

"That," said Toushiro, crossing his hands, "is none of your business."

Again, irritated veins twitch at Ichigo's temple. "Why are you that cold?!"

"Why are you that thick?" reply Toushiro indifferent.

"Didn't they look alike?" chirps Tonks.

"Know what you mean" Ikkaku said. "It looks like Commander Hitsugaya spent too long with Ichigo."

"Commander?" fudge was surprised. That boy, commander?

The two cold turquoise irises looked at the Minister of Magic. "Yes, Mr. Minister. I don't think I've introduced myself more worth it." Toushiro's voice was flat, with a false courtesy in each word. "I'm Toushiro Hitsugaya, Commander of the 10th Division, Special Investigation Division of the Gotei 13, Soul Society."

"So-so all this time, you and your friend were infiltrating Hogwarts? And-and you! It must have been you who caused the mess Dolores said!"

Toushiro raised his eyebrows.

"Eitherway. Hitsugaya's appearance is not the troublemaker type" Shinji chirped.

"Did you make a mess, Ichigo?" ask Rukia.

Ichigo. "You sound like you think I'm a troublemaker. Tuh, creepy Toushiro."

"The commander is not scary," said Rangiku. But just then Toushiro turned to her, his eyes narrowed and slightly lowered, making a shadow fall on part of his face. Rangiku snorted, and said nervously, "Yeah, little."

Toushiro looked back at Fudge, "I'm sorry, Mr. Minister, I don't really understand the 'causes of chaos' you're referring to. I don't even want to deal with Dolores Umbridge at all."

Fudge looked at Dumbledore, then at Toushiro. "Someone must be responsible…."

Toushiro. "And that's me?"

"I can't believe this kid is one of his commanders" said one of the unidentified Aurors. "He's got white hair; did you get a spell or poison?"

Toushiro's eyebrows shot up.

"And also such abnormal eyes," Umbridge added insultingly.

The shinigami were almost certain to see a flash of fire blazing in Toushiro's eyes. The two forbidden topics mentioned in front of the 10th Division Commander were a sign of danger.

In addition, the Aurors behind Fudge moved forward with the magic wand outstretched.

"Ara, this is troublesome," Urahara said, lowering his striped hat. Just then one of the Aurors launched an Anus Spell. However, the spell did not work on Toushiro. Hyourinmaru, with an extremely fast movement, was already standing in front of Toushiro; his ice claws clutching the magic energy from the Mantra of Dope he captured, frozen in bluish ice.

"Don't you dare," said Hyourinmaru coldly, his tone intimidating, while smashing the ice in his claw-like hand as if it were made of cheese, "talking like that and thinking you can hurt my Master, the witch."

"Yare-yare," said Kyouraku in a carefree tone, as if trying to melt the tense atmosphere, "how about we talk about this nicely, Minister? It would be very unwise to try to attack someone here, ne?"

"Ap-?"

"'Draco dormiens nunquam titillandus'," said Yoruichi, revealing his cat's smile. "Don't disturb the sleeping dragon. Especially a powerful, overprotective, and haughty ice dragon…."

Both Toushiro and Hyourinmaru looked at Yoruichi Shihouin, who was grinning nosily.

Fudge looked at the woman in disbelief, then at the green-haired man. How shocked he was to see the man's dark gray eyes lit up, in a real sense, making it seem to glow bluish. Not only that, the eyes of the white-haired boy behind him were also in the same condition.

"Let's talk about this in my office," bargained Dumbledore kindly.

"And I will explain in more detail, Mr. Minister, because I was the one who sent Commander Hitsugaya, Kurosaki-kun, Urahara-san, and Shihouin-san to Hogwarts" Kyouraku said, made the Minister of Magic look at him in great surprise. "I'm Shunsui Kyouraku. I don't really like to say it, but I'm the Supreme Commander of Gotei 13. In short, Commander Hitsugaya's superior."

From the look of Fudge, it could be said that he did not at all suspect that the man wearing the flowery coat that was difficult to say worse or not than the Umbridge pink-furred cardigan was the highest command holder in the protective forces Spirit World.

"Let's go" said Dumbledore kindly, "my office is waiting."

"Kyouraku should throw off his lazy attitude a little bit" Shinji said, although his Chesire cat smile still remained on his face. Dumbledore had brought the Minister of Magic and his Aurors to his office on the seventh floor, with Kyouraku putting on his usual cheerful look.

"Is that possible?" chirps Ikkaku.

"No," said Ukitake lightly. "From what he's said, he'll stop being lazy if laziness stops being awesome."

Just then, a butterfly that was very familiar to the shinigami flew mausk through the great oak door of the Hall. The butterfly floated gracefully, and alighted on Ukitake's finger. For a few seconds, everyone was silent, as if waiting. Meanwhile the expression of the 13th Division Commander was illegible. And, he looked at Urahara.

"Zero Division knew about this event" he said seriously.

"What?!" chirp Ichigo and Renji together. Seen by Harry Hyourinmaru's ice-covered hand was on Toushiro's stiff shoulder.

"One of them was sent to come here" Ukitake continued, glancing at Toushiro at a glance anxiously.

"Why did they bother to take care of this?" isshin gumam. "Who did they send?"

"Senshumaru Shutara" said Ukitake.

"The storm is coming" Hyourinmaru said suddenly, in Japanese so that the witches did not understand. Toushiro looked up at him. But Hyourinmaru stared outside, at the open door. "Don't bow your face. The lord of the heavens must not bow to the storm." Hyourinmaru looked at his Master. "And not all storms bring destruction."

The shinigami catch the implied message in the sentence of the puzzle. And clearly, Toushiro understood it as well. There was determination on the face of that 10th Division Commander.

Genjiro Shitara realizes that the youngest commander in the history of Soul Society is not someone who will be easily defeated. No, especially with a dragon tied to his soul.