In the library after doing his homework, Harry took out a sheet of Parchment. He'd spent quite a few hours on the weekends putting the puzzle together and used his dad's cloak for observation only to come to a very disturbing conclusion. Now all he needed was to act.
April 10, 1992
Dear Mr. Flammel,
You and I have never met, however I feel you should be apprised of what Albus Dumbledore is doing with your stone. I'm not sure exactly what all is guarding it but I suspect it was designed to test the mettle of a first year student. I believe there are several barriers from several disciplines, but should the stone Dumbledore has be genuine I believe he might have miscalculated. I heard Hagrid the gamekeeper reporting to Dumbledore that he found a unicorn that was dead its blood had been drunk. It was just the one but since unicorn blood is a source of life, I fear something has come to the school after the stone. If it cannot be kept safe I suggest you destroy it. While owning it may not have corrupted you and your wife. I fear for the rest of us mortals.
Sincerely, Harry James Potter
That night as he took Hedwig from the dorms he said, "This is likely to be hard, Hedwig but this needs to go to Nicholas Flammel."
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Cassandra Yaxley sighed. As a seventh year she had research projects for all her classes to complete. NEWTS were two thirds test one third project. Her projects for all her classes except muggle studies were going well but her muggle studies project kept eluding her. She flung herself into chair at the table her cousin was sitting at.
Marcus could immediately tell something was wrong. "What?"
"Bloody muggle studies project is going nowhere. I cannot find one single solitary book that can explain to me how a battery works."
Marcus glanced over at the first years at the next table. Potter was corking his ink. And closing his books. "Potter, come here."
"Yes, you called."He said a certain amount of disdain in his voice. Only the verdant warmth in his eyes gave lie to the tone.
Marcus wanted to laugh because Harry understood the fictions that ruled Slytherin. Marcus' family was dark therefore there had to be coldness between them but in reality he was quite fond of the youngest snake. "You grew up with muggles, explain to my cousin how a battery works."
Harry's eyes brightened with interest and he joined them. Ten minutes later Harry was drawing and animatedly talking with Sandra.
Two days later Hedwig appeared at breakfast with the rest of the owls. Harry fed her some bacon while he eagerly untied the parchment attached to her leg.
Dear Mr. Potter,
I was very much surprised to receive your letter. We have rather thick mail wards, yet your owl found her way past them. She is both unusual and impressive. As to the item of concern in your letter, you don't live as long as I have without getting the measure of people. I would urge you to ignore a certain someone's setup as his bait at the end is counterfeit. Something created long ago to keep the corruptible focused one place while the true prize is quite safe elsewhere. Thank you for your concern.
Sincerely, N.F.
"Get some rest today Hedwig. You did good getting that last one to Flammel. I have a letter for Aunt Petunia to go tonight. You can take a couple days on returning with that one. Take some time to hunt." Harry stroked his owl's feathers before offering her another piece of bacon. He then headed off to class.
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