104 — Unpleasant Surprises
The outbreak of astonished disbelief was expected and Dumbledore waited it out. “When I went through the portal, I became a unicorn, which is, I assure you, not my animagus form.” He reached over the table and tapped his wand on the pensieve. The memory of what he had looked like while being dressed at Rarity’s, as well as the other two ponies played out, projected in the air over the table. “You will note that the furnishings, and the dimensions of the room, are all arranged to fit a pony, not a person.” The pony mannequins clearly illustrated his point.
The magic displayed the memory background depending on where you were sitting, so nothing obscured anyone’s vision.
They watched in rapt attention, with an occasional surprised remark, as Rarity manipulated many objects simultaneously without a charm.
The heavily edited memory, primarily so they wouldn’t be here all day, skipped to Princess Twilight’s castle, just as he came in sight of it, and continued onward to inside where he meet the others. Their astonishment matched what his own had been.
“I’m sure you recognize Harry and the Weasleys, as well as Miss Belle, Miss Bloom, and Miss Scootaloo, having seen them as ponies before,” he commented. “This one is Miss Warren.”
They gasped as Spike brought in a tray with a tea set on it. And gasped again at his conversation with the ponies. A dragon so small, and intelligent, was unheard of in their experience.
The scene skipped to just before they floo’d to Canterlot. He paused it and pointed out the ponies they hadn’t met yet.
It resumed as they entered the Ballroom.
Their gasp, as they saw the size of the room and the numerous ponies sitting, walking, and flying, was loud. Only Severus was quiet. But, then, he had seen all this in the pensieve last week, and in much more detail.
The memory skipped around, edited to remove the “boring” parts. He made sure to include his brief encounter with the impressive Griffonstone Ambassador.
Seeing and hearing a griffon, to them a dumb beast, carrying on an intelligent conversation left them mumbling in wonder.
The memory skipped the part where the prophecy was mentioned, but paused at the instant Discord changed in front of Albus.
“This is the creature responsible for everything,” he said quietly.
“Poseidon,” gasped McGonagall, echoed by several others.
“I believe he pretended to sink Atlantis in an Earthquake, using that as an excuse to hide the island from our sight. I believe he transformed the inhabitants into ponies so long ago that they believe they are ponies and not wizards and witches. I believe he has hidden them from the rest of the world until now. And I think he has designed the portal so that it operates the way it does on ponies and wizards.”
He stroked his beard for a few minutes as the staff reacted.
“I believe that’s why there are so many connections between our Greek histories and Equestria. Equestria is Atlantis from those histories.”
Albus allowed the edited memory to continue until just after Discord revealed the origin of the pegasi.
“This creature is a true god, not just a powerful wizard, as far as we are concerned. He changes reality to whatever suits his fancy at the moment. I could feel his power, and it was much greater than mine. And you just saw him give three squibs animagi forms.”
They sat stunned at the revelations. Quirinus was paying close attention and seemed deep in thought.
“The Equestrians, Atlanteans, we see are his friends. We must tread carefully here. Even the Princesses Celestia and Luna are careful of what they say and do in his presence.”
He gazed at everyone. “The three Equestrians are students, do not treat them any other way. Their two minders, Miss Bon Bon and Miss Heartstrings, are to be treated with respect. We do not know if this God of Chaos is paying attention to them or not. Do err on the side of caution.” He waited until each Professor and staff member had acknowledged his order.
“Finally,” he said, “I have been informed that Harry Potter has been officially adopted by Princess Twilight into her family. In Equestria,” Albus paused and looked around the table. “In Equestria, he is now Prince Harry James Sparkle-Potter.”
There was a new uproar. He again waited it out. Severus sneered at the repetition of the news. Already convinced Potter was pampered and spoiled, he couldn’t imagine how impossible the boy would be after that.
“However, here, he is still Harry James Potter. Nothing has changed. And I expect everyone to treat him that way.”
He smiled and said, “And that concludes our first meeting of the year. I believe we all have a last few errands to complete before the students arrive, so, good afternoon.”
He sat back and watched them leave.
۸-_-۸
Elly was delighted to be back in Hogwarts. While visiting with the Abbotts had been interesting, the opportunities to maintain her reserves were better at school. If she had to depend on the Abbotts, alone, she would run into problems sooner rather than later.
It was a new term at Hogwarts. Some students were seeing their significant others, or those they hoped would become their significant others, for the first time since before the holidays. Elly had found that a bit helpful. She had spent most of the trip on the train wandering up and down the corridor, pausing outside the cabins with the most generous outpourings of love.
She had been comfortably fed by the time they arrived.
She now had six jars filled, and after she off-loaded the excess she would have almost seven. That should be more than enough to last her through the summer, without her having to be frugal. She couldn’t splurge, of course, but more than enough to keep her comfortable. Whatever she managed to acquire between now and then was just . . . was the phrase extra icing on the cake right?
The sight of the strange skeletal horses pulling the carriages had thoroughly spooked her. Especially when several had turned to look at her. Giant night-ponies? Here? Did they know she was a ling?
Only her faith in her new default-form kept her from fleeing. She didn’t look like a changeling, now did she? And she wasn’t using any magic to maintain her form, was she? That, and none of the other Hufflepuffs seemed to see anything amiss. Which left her wondering what was going on as students talked about the horseless carriages.
Couldn’t they see the night-ponies?
However, the more she looked the less certain she became that they were night-ponies. For one, they looked like they hadn’t eaten, or had enough to eat, in weeks. For another, they didn’t seem the least bit concerned at seeing her. They kept their silence.
Still, she kept a close eye on them, both at the train station and at the castle.
In any case, tonight she intended to visit the room with the mirror one more time. Had anything changed? Waiting through the second term feast was nerve-wracking, but she managed to mask her impatience and presented a happy face to all her friends.
Nothing had changed, she saw. She was still a Mother Queen with her children around her. Although some of the wizards and witches she saw to the sides looked suspiciously like her classmates in Hufflepuff. And then she thought she saw that one of those in the back had a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead. She stared at the mirror, but it didn’t show up again. Had she imagined it? Was she imagining it? Could this be a possible future? Or only her dreams made visible? Or was it trying to fool her. She couldn’t become a Mother Queen — could she? And she knew some of the lings she saw, her friends, classmates in the hive, were dead. Weren’t they? Could she be wrong? If this was showing the future . . . then she wasn’t alone!
She could feel herself getting excited at the prospect. She wasn’t alone! She carefully examined every ling she could see for wounds.
She was about to leave when she heard the distinct sounds of people outside the room she was in. She darted to a dark corner and was about to become a wall when she had second thoughts. A green flash from an empty room at night would simply draw their attention.
Instead, she crouched down and cast the notice-me-not spell she had discovered in one of the advanced textbooks. It hadn’t been easy, at first, but steady practice had done the job. Then she cast a silencing charm on herself. It didn’t make her invisible, though. As long as she did nothing to draw interest, they would see her, but not really notice her. Once she had the skill and power, it would be the next best thing to being invisible.
“How did we end up here?” came from the corridor. It sounded like Hermione. “That portrait always used to take us to owlery.”
“Magic,” came the dry response from . . . Harry?
“Hey, look in there!” That was definitely Ginny. And it sounded like she was right beside the open door.
A moment later, all seven of the “pony-posse” walked into the room.
“There,” she said, pointing at the mirror. “I thought I saw something.”
“What is it?” said Ron.
“It’s a mirror,” said Sweetie Belle, stepping in front of it. Then she gasped in shock.
“What does ‘Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi’ mean?” asked Apple Bloom, as she stared first at the mirror’s frame, Sweetie Belle’s gobsmacked expression, and then at Hermione quizzically.
“Forget that!” said Sweetie Belle, grabbing and pulling Apple Bloom to her. “Do you see that?” She pointed at the mirror.
Apple Bloom shrugged, “What? I kin see just you and me.”
Sweetie Belle frowned, then pushed the other witch to stand directly in front of the mirror where she had been. “Here! Stand here!” she ordered.
Apple Bloom frowned at her, the looked back at the mirror. “Whoa,” she said, her eyes popping wide open.
The others crowded around them hiding the mirror from Elly’s sight. They quickly started taking turns.
An excited babble erupted as they all started talking at the same time, then died down as they realized they each saw something a bit different. While what the witches saw always included Harry, and sometimes the others, Harry’s seemed to include his parents and none of the others’ reflections did. Include Harry’s parents, that is. Their own parents were always there.
What Ron saw was radically different. “I’m alone,” he started, then frowned. “I’m different,” he said squinting. “I look older — I’m Head Boy!” he said in shock. “I’ve got the House Cup,” he said excitedly, “and the Quidditch Cup!” His eyes widened even further, “I’m Quidditch captain, too!”
Ron tore his eyes away from this splendid sight to look excitedly at the rest.
“Do you think this mirror shows the future?”
Harry snorted. “How can it? My original parents here are dead,” Harry said.
Hermione looked again at the mirror’s frame, studying it carefully. “Wait, that legend isn’t in a foreign language, it’s backwards! It says, ‘I show you not your face but your hearts desire.’”
They looked at each other.
“Makes sense,” Sweetie Belle said. She looked at her Equestrian friends. “We want our cutie marks. Harry wants family,” she stepped close to him and hugged him. “Which he now has.” She glanced at the other wizard, still hugging Harry. “Ron wants . . . well Ron wants to stand out from his brothers. Hermione and Ginny both want family, friends, and success.”
Scootaloo sighed in disappointment. “So, not the future, only a dream.”
“No,” Hermione said slowly. “I think it’s a wonderful gift to know what you really and truly want in your life. Not what you think you want at this moment.” She stared at Harry. “Like knowing that your parents approve.” She stared at the four Equestrians. “And notice that certain people in the reflection are clear, while the others are not.”
For several minutes they took turns standing in front of the mirror, studying the images for clues on a possible future. Or just admiring how their lives might turn out. The Equestrians were especially interested in trying to see their cutie marks — which were impossible to get a good look at, no matter how they tried. They tended to be out of focus or obscured by others in the mirror.
Elly tried to suppress her bitterness at the discovery of the mirror’s true purpose. A lapse in her control might cause problems. She could possibly reveal herself.
Harry just basked in the glow of seeing those he would never see in real life.
“We still need to get to the owlery,” Sweetie Belle finally said. “It’s getting close to curfew. Unless you want to forget sending an owl tonight?”
“Naw,”said Ron, “Mom’ll throw a wobbly if we don’t at least tell her we’re back from Equestria and safe at Hogwarts.”
Reluctantly, they left the room.
“We’ll have to come back tomorrow,” Elly heard Ginny say from the hall.
She waited a few more minutes until their footsteps faded away, then headed for the Hufflepuff rooms. So, the mirror didn’t show the future, but what her heart truly wanted to be true. She sighed dispiritedly.
She would have to come back tomorrow, although she wanted to stay and explore this new revelation. However, staying all night or missing curfew would cause problems for her.
Hopefully, the posse would be too busy to come visit here. She knew what she wanted, maybe the mirror could help her determine some of the things she needed to do to make it happen.
۸-_-۸
Because the Equestrians’ presence was now official, Castor’s meeting with the Prime Minister and the Secretaries of the Home Office and the Foreign Office could finally take place as a regularly scheduled event during the day. Something all three appreciated. And their spouses. This Monday morning meeting included the Directors of both MI5 and MI6.
Castor was a little frazzled. The Searles had returned from Equestria late the night before. He had barely had time to drop off the film and his notes with Director Walker this morning before being told of this meeting. Which gave him barely an hour to brief the man on what he had seen and heard. And rough out a plan on what to say.
He hadn’t even had time to tell him of his, his wife’s and his daughter’s new hair and eye colours. A late night trip to the chemists had provided temporary solutions for the hair. For their eye-colours, they were going to claim to be trying out new contacts.
After they had settled and the opening formalities were finished, the Right Honourable Kenneth Baker started right in.
“As soon as we received your note about your Equestrian title, I had the experts look into it.” He shuffled the papers on the table in front of him. “The title itself is not an issue. First, it is honorary only, no real powers are invested in it. Second, the title would only be at issue if you or your wife wished it to be used in an official capacity here in England, such as on business stationery or official announcements at events and to the press. You can use it informally among your friends and colleagues, if you like, though.” He gazed steadily at Castor. “Otherwise we would have to ask Parliament to grant you an exception to the law. Or the Queen could grant it. I’d rather not ask.”
Castor shook his head. “I have no desire for it to be official. I think it was granted more for political reasons in Equestria than anything else. The Princesses seemed rather clear on that point.”
The Home Secretary nodded. “There are no properties granted,” he continued, “so that isn’t an issue, either. The ten thousand bit allowance, however, is another matter.” He glanced at the Foreign Secretary, Sir Douglas Hurd, then Sir Walker, the Director of MI5. “Do we have an exchange rate on that?”
Sir Walker sighed heavily and took a coin out of his pocket. He casually tossed it on the table-top. It hit with the ring of heavy solid metal. “One bit. One bit will buy you an apple at Sweet Apple Acres,” he said dryly, “One point one troy ounces of solid one hundred percent gold — twenty-two hundred pounds and ten shillings, as of this morning.”**
They all stared at the coin.
“Which translates to roughly two million, two hundred and five thousand pounds per annum in English pounds. Roughly.” He sighed. “Assuming the price of gold doesn’t go up.”
After a moment, the Home Secretary, Baron Baker, said, “We cannot allow that to stand,” He looked regretfully at Castor. “Even if the Queen were willing to grant an exception, parliament would have a fit. They would see it as a clear bribe.” He shook his head, “Two million pounds a year,” he said in a wondering voice.
Sir Walker took a deep breath. “However,” he looked at the rest, “that means the pound has correspondingly little purchasing power in Equestria. Making any purchases of books or construction of an Embassy extremely expensive. Even a modest million pounds for an Embassy would translate into over two hundred million pounds. I don’t think we could get such a budget passed for a single building, no matter where it was. As such, we can’t merely dismiss the per annum out of hand.”
The Prime Minister frowned heavily. “Turning it down might offend the Princesses.”
“One of my assistants,” Sir Walker said, “suggested that we instruct Castor to officially accept the per annum with the proviso that it is to Her Majesty’s government, not to him personally. He was employed by the government and merely acting in his official capacity, at first. Then he was under orders to assist the Equestrians.”
Castor spoke up, “And Princess Celestia assumed we would do something like that and has prepared a list of books we might want to purchase with the per annum.” He nodded at Sir Walker who had pulled papers from his folder and was sliding them across the table to each of the others. “Her sister said to me, in her hearing, that the reason for the per annum was to get more bits in circulation in their kingdom. So, she expects us to spend the bits there, not here.” He smiled a bit nervously, “It can’t be much of a bribe if I can’t spend it here, right?”
“And we can assign a clerk to vet all expenditures and issue monthly reports to the finance department on the disbursements,” added the Home secretary. “Which would keep everything above board.”
“No different than the reparation payments the Germans made to the United Kingdom after World War II,” said Sir Hurd. “A payment from one government to another.”
Baron Baker nodded emphatically.
Sir Hurd raked the room with a steady gaze. “We absolutely do not want to offend these Equestrians. The opportunities they make available to us are worth trillions of pounds — in both the civilian and military markets. This new-technology is going to transform the world. And we don’t want anyone else to take England’s place at the forefront. And turning down this per annum might just do that.
“If we have to bend a few rules, or arms, to do it, I say we keep the Equestrians happy and accept this with as good grace as we can manage.”
The Prime Minister nodded, his frown disappearing and a small smile reappearing. “The Conservative Party will control Parliament for a good many years, I would say,” he said quietly, “if we can pull this off.”
Which they all understood meant he would be Prime Minister for a very long time.
“So, let’s do that. Castor’s financial clerk will report directly and only to the Director of Finance. His instructions should be to make sure that there is never the appearance of bribery in his dealings with the per annum. Either incoming or outgoing,” Major said. “The Foreign Office will determine any and all purchases, with the advice of the Home Office. Any purchases Castor personally makes for his position in Equestria will be taken from the proper departmental budget in the government.” He looked around the room. “Otherwise, it is his personal business and the expenditures are his responsibility.
“I will explain things to the Queen and request that she use her Royal Prerogative. With both her support and mine, the request for an exception regarding the per annum, with the given stipulations, should easily sail through Parliament.”
He sat back, quite pleased at how what could have been a disaster had been turned into an advantage.
They spent a moment exchanging relieved smiles that this wouldn’t sink them.
Castor took a deep breath. He looked at Sir Walker and grimaced. He leaned forward and placed his arms on the table. “There are several things I wanted to say that I couldn’t put in the messages I sent,” he said quietly.
The others immediately stopped perusing their papers and looked at him.
“First, I cannot emphasize enough how powerful the two Princesses are. And I don’t mean politically, although they are that, too.” He took a steadying breath. “I saw Princess Celestia move the sun. Actually, Move. The. Sun. And her sister moved their moon and rearranged the stars in the night sky.”
He paused and took a breath. “Their names as Princess of the Sun and Princess of the Night are not metaphors, as we thought.” He shook his head at their stunned expressions. “Wherever this Equestria is, it isn’t in our universe. Or if it is, it’s in a pocket with different rules than here.”
Castor looked slowly around the meeting room table, catching everyone’s eyes in turn. He stopped and held the Prime Minister’s gaze.
“I know that is hard to believe, but I checked my watch every single time and noted down the times.” He took several papers from his pocket — they were from the secure copy machine at MI5 — distributed them. “The times listed here are when the sisters actually moved the Sun and moon. Beside each set is the time differential from morning to night and back.” He looked at each person around the table. “You will note, when you look those papers, that the times do not follow a set pattern, except for the sun to have less time during the day than the moon has the night. Sometimes the sun had eleven hours and about fifteen minutes while the moon had thirteen hours. Other times, the sun has eleven hours and about five minutes while the moon has twelve hours and fifty-five minutes. I would suspect that to be a seasonal variation except the times are not sequential. One day has eleven hours and five minutes, the next at ten hours and fifty-five minutes, then the third at eleven hours and three minutes. Which indicates that the two sisters are actually moving the sun and moon.”
He sighed. “And Princess Celestia said that since reading about how our seasons worked she has started to leave the sun at one brightness and just vary how long it stayed in the sky by several hours for entire seasons instead of only half an hour. As an experiment. Princess Luna seemed quite taken with the idea.”
He leaned back in his chair, “I realize you’re not going to believe me until we have far more observations. I suggest we send at least a dozen of our best astronomers through with proper equipment. And request that Princesses Celestia and Luna allow them to watch the two raise and lower the Sun and Moon.
“I’ll have more details, and photos, in my report.”
He gave them a few moments to mull that over.
“Second, I think I have a temporary solution to levelling the exchange rate, perhaps even tilt it in our favour.”
They looked up in interest at that.
“Completely by accident I discovered that aluminium is a rare metal there, and quite expensive. Looking up the metal futures in the Financial Times gave me some figures. A metric tonne of aluminium is approximately seven thousand seven hundred and sixteen pounds. In Equestria, that same tonne of aluminium is roughly six and a half million bits — according to a pony named Fancy Pants, a friend of Ambassador Blueblood. Six and half million bits is about one point three billion pounds.”
Castor grimaced. “He gave me twenty-seven bits to buy a kilogram of aluminium, knowing that those gold coins were worth almost six thousand pounds and the aluminium would cost less than four pounds. He expects to make about sixteen thousand nine hundred bits profit. He said that the bits he gave us was about the same percentage mark-up profit.
“He expects the price to fall dramatically as aluminium becomes readily available. But in the meantime, the government could use aluminium as a way relieve the pressure on the fact that the Equestrians are still on the gold standard. And we need to think of a way to control the flow of aluminium through the Portal, or we’ll risk the possibility of severe disruptions to the world gold market. Even if it is only temporary.
“Perhaps we can make a trade ratio of aluminium for gold on par, that way neither economy is disrupted.
“I’ll write a formal report on what happened later today when I get back to my office.”
He sighed and took a moment to gather his thoughts.
Sir Walker waved his hand, indicating to the others that they should wait for Castor to continue.
“Third. Princess Luna is also known as the Princess of Dreams. Again, that is a literal title, not figurative. She made a point of asking me if she could visit my family’s dreams as the ones she had so far observed had been rather disturbing to her. She said human dreams are very unlike pony dreams.”
They were staring at him, wide-eyed.
“Princess Luna can, literally, invade your dreams, and learn any secrets you may have.”
۸-_-۸
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Dumbledork still twisting things around to fulfill his perceptions, no matter what anyone else thinks or says. This will make the wizarding world a laughingstock.
So Equestria could actually be Atlantis, unless Discord is just trolling Dumbledore- which let's be honest here, is a possibility. And Discord might well be Poseidon, and nigh all powerful given the implications of what he has said, done, and allegedly done. Either our favorite master of chaos has been pulling his punches when at odds with Equestria or the ponies have defeated an actual greek god on a few occasions... with powerful artifacts and no small amount of difficulty, but still. It still begs the question of why Discord pulled 'Atlantis' away from Earth to begin with, however. And what happened to the rest of the Greek pantheon? Excellent chapter!
I do enjoy reading this but Honestly this feels like 2 different books mashed together not 1. You have the Macro scale story of basically first contact and then you have the mircostory of the MLP/HP crossover
Or....the author makes this universe unique and has it so it really is Atlantis on earth, while trolling all of us. The author IS Discord. I win. Where's my cookie?
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discord is not poseidon, he is poseidons great grandfather Chaos, the sea of endless possibilities from which Gaea emerged
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Well, I mean, Discord did reveal/pretend to reveal himself as Poseidon to Dumbledore. So his theory this time is.. well, not exactly sound, but at least a reasonable interpretation of what he heard and saw.
And he might be right. Moving the sun and moon are crazy physics defying enough on their own, but Luna rearranging the stars is a firm indication that either they aren't stars as we know them, or physics in Equestria are completely different. Even if she could move stars across the galaxy, the light showing them moving wouldn't arrive for years or centuries.
9528367 From his point of view, not knowing about Equrstrian history, it is an entirely logical interpretation, quite elegant too. We can sit back and be smug about our knowledge of Equestria's past, gleaned from 8 seasons of cartoons and dozens of supplemental books and comics, but I suggest you go back and look at some of the histories people were creating back in season 1 or 2.
I'm hardly one of Dumbledore's fans, but in this he is simply lacking critical information.
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Is that a thing? I thought the titan gods were as far back as that stuff went.
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Gods were sometimes defeated in Greek myths.
Mining Aluminum takes some pretty high level chemistry and science, and on any kind of scale some fairly destructive mining practices. Earth Pony and Unicorn Magics could mitigate that destructiveness, but it would still be something worth noting in Equestria. It could be assumed that while aluminum as a presence is just as abundant there, The Equestrian situation leads to it being less easily acquired.
so gonna say this again, albus has not confronted snape, also he's really trying to push his Greek fantasy. honestly he's lucky hargid hasn't seen all this to point out the most obvious problem with albus's new theory....
gryphons are not Greek, like at all, even in the greek textxs there mentioned in, there noted as a central Asian creature, as in something they learned about from the Persians and such. Poseidon would have had to deal with deities in other pantheons to bring in gryphons, and this doesn't even cover the creatures they don't know about yet.
Seriously Snape needs to understand just what condition Harry was in when he came to Equestria. Then again I am getting concerned about Voldermort and his pawn. They are definitely going to be a problem if they get their hands on any magical stuff from Equestria.
Hi, I stopped reading this fic back during chapter 80 mostly because I got tired of the Wizarding World always being inferior to Equestria, morally, magically, and even in intelligence it seems. Alongside that, I just couldn't reconcile the Dumbledore in this story never being thrown a bone. Just look at the earlier chapters when Twilight first showed up at Hogwarts. The entire chapter and the few following it were filled with borderline Dumbledore bashing. Yes, I know this isn't really a bashing fic, but so much of it just felt like the author was purposely tearing down Dumbledore just to build Equestria up higher. To be clear, I didn't want a perfect Dumbledore, just one who's flaws, mistakes, and imperfections were rational, yet, so often, it seemed like he was just being made out to be an idiot with contrived and honestly stupid mistakes that don't have real justification.
Past all that, however, and probably the most irritating part was that even when Equestria was at its worst when it let a changeling get through to the wizarding world, it wasn't something anyone could really blame them for.
What I'm asking is thus, has this story changed in anyway that the wizarding world and Dumbledore in particular aren't a joke and Equestia gets knocked off its high horse? I doubt it, but before I drop this story, I have to ask.
A wild typo appeared!
Extra 'the' before Harry.
Warren,
The bit in red is missing from the original line.
As to the chapter itself: I wonder how the British will take that three of their citizens were turned into Equestrian Ponies, due to their hair and eye color changes that remained with the Searles.
That would be the cherry on top of the cake that was the list of surprises coming from Castor.
I could see aluminum in Equestria as something that would require a lot of magic to extract from ore, taking either a unicorn of exceptional magical ability or one who has the spell as a special talent. But I wouldn't put it past earth pony magic, with someone like Maud able to transform rocks.
Or, possibly, there could be "rock farmers" that grow metal like they grow rocks and crystals.
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Thanks for the corrections.
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You're welcome.
We need more races going through the portal. I could imagine an equestrian dragon definitely being slytheryn. During the triwizard tournament he could make comments about the 4 dragon milfs ...lol.
Aluminium was about £38.5... and gold was £4.24, as far as I could find. Or rather, aluminium was worth around NINE TIMES as much as gold
Oh this is going to be fascinating... I still love how hard the Wizards are clinging to Atlantis! And Poseidon! HA! Discord would chortle! As for the humans... damn. Thats going to be a heck of a thing.
I don't think Harry is going to be as enraptured of the Mirror this time around. He has a mom now...
No mention of having your hair/eye colours changed around Castor? Or experiments with becoming a Pony again?
Interesting that Elly's dreams are shifting to include Ponies in her hearts desire but Rons are as per the book even with all the changes to his situation and his earth pony powers.
There's also a spelling error somewhere in this chapter I'm half asleep so I can't find it again without rereading the entire chapter but its in there somewhere.
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Crossover with Xena warrior princess and he faked his death at the hands of the fireball becoming Discord :)
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This seems completely true to character.
Seriously should twilight just tell Dumbledore that it’s literally another planet and actually show him the other lands on the planet
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Unless this Discord is nothing like the show's Discord, it's most likely trolling on Discord's part. Discord is a spirit of chaos, a creature whose nature is so intrinsically tied to chaos that he vanishes if he doesn't do chaos-y things. Poseidon is a god. The god of sea and waters, which Discord has shown no particular affinity to. The only link Discord and Poseidon have is the one Dumbledore made, that both like horses/ponies. And for Discord, that is a fairly recent development.
No, more likely this is trolling on Discord's part. It keeps the wizards content and happy to believe that such a magically advanced society is ultimately still one founded by human wizards, thus stretching -but not breaking- any of their more discriminatory laws.
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For the most part yes. But there were original titans who birthed more titans who later gave birth to various beings including Hundred-handeds, giants, cyclopes and the Gods. Also, the variance of sunrise and sunset ensures that Equestria is not Earth, despite Dumbledore’s thoughts to the contrary that it is merely hidden.
That would be mannequins and (by extension) ponnequins. Just saying.
I wonder if Equestria will do some industrial espionage to find out how to properly extract Aluminum in Equestria, but to be honest, I there must have a magic process to do this in the first place, So I take it that there just aren't any easy access deposit of it in Equestria.
A large happy family with Harry as the stallion. Yeah, definitely seeing the same thing.
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nope. Gaea emerged from the sea of Chaos, and Chaos is the primordial state of the universe in almost all cosmologies as well
Gravy, in this context.
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Perhaps a trip to the Equestrian Moon? That would give him plenty of time to question himself.
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What you say makes a lot of sense. But wouldn't there be more chaos with the fallout coming from the wizards wizening up to the ponies being magical creatures from another dimension rather than humans?
Oh wait, Discord is reformed - he'd frown if the wizards did such things to his friends.
Obviously "I show you not your face but your heart's desire" backwards. Kinda like "erau qussi dlro weht". Any Final Fantasy 6 fans in the house?
See?
The UK decimalized its currency in 1971. We stopped using shillings then.
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I admit to having trouble keeping all the active HP crossovers apart at times, but, yes, that has changed.
We recently had a case where the medical abilities of everyone was mentioned. Turns out that while ponies have some abilities, wizards have others (See skele-grow, scootaloo's wings), and even muggles have some (ear implants for hearing aids, if I recall correctly).
Equestrians don't have any good way to get aluminum. While gold is "cheap" there, the purchasing power of a gold bit is one apple -- so currency conversion has a horrible inflation factor if you look at gold, but the opposite if you look at cheap aluminum here. The current chapters are actually looking at a gold-aluminum exchange across the two worlds, and deliberately keeping the exchange volume low to avoid disrupting both economies. Done in a way to favor/aid the current british parliament/prime minister as much as Luna/Celestia's own goals.
Dumbledore is still operating under false assumptions, but in fairness to him, Discord seems to be deliberately trolling him, even going to far as to appear -- briefly -- as Poseidon, just to further encourage his wrong belief about "Equestria is ancient Atlantis, hidden from us somehow."
Maybe I missed it but I really want to know whose wand got the hair from Pinkie Pie
Also think it might be fun to see Hagrid meet Spike. Of course Hagrid meeting Fluttershy would be interesting
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The medical stuff was from MSD it hasn't happened here.
Dumbledore you are digging your own grave, Twilight outright told you that she spoke to a wizarding solicitor and is adopting him in the Wizarding World as well.
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Pretty sure his point was they shouldn't feel the need to treat him differently.
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Maybe, but that'll take a while. Even faced with all the evidence they have, they've still been more likely to conclude "humans transformed by Poseidon." Something Discord just reinforced for them. It's a logical answer that makes more sense for Wizards and fits much better into their worldview -both scientifically and culturally- than 'actual ponies from another universe.'
And should they do so down the line, the two worlds would have started forming bonds strong enough that such a revelation would be shocking, but what little attempt there will be to be outraged about it will be thrown to the background by the many voices who will plain don't care their new friends are actual ponies.
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Thanks for the quick response
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I imagine spike going through the portal... unchanged.
Still hitting on the dragons though.
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In all honesty it is actually more likely that it's the other way around, wizards and witches being descended from ancient ponies who somehow ended up on Earth and turned into the first magical humans by a long forgotten portal.
Considering that Plato claimed to first hear of the legend of Atlantis in Egypt and the first known use of magic (according to the HP Wiki) happened there and so did the first known magic act in real life such a portal and thus the origin of the Wizarding World likely existed in Egypt around 3000 B.C.E. which predates Equestria by several millennia and likely would have been long forgotten thanks the crisis that was the founding of Equestria.
There was probably additional contact between Earth and Equus in Greece around 1000 B.C.E. which based on the timeline of this show is about 500 years before the founding of Equestria which would explain why that is mostly forgotten by the present day.
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True but he still neglected and outright denied the fact that Twilight's adoption of Harry is also valid in the Wizarding World and that his name (on Earth) is now Prince Harry James Potter-Sparkle, though they may still need to see a judge to make it official, so Dumbledore could be right on the technicality that the adoption may not yet be finalized on Earth or at least in the Wizarding World but that would soon change.
I sometimes forget this is a Harry Potter story. I just find the interactions between the muggle world and Equestrians a lot more interesting. Time seems to have flown by between them, a contrast to the time in Hogwarts which is going by so slow that they're only past Christmas
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Didn't you mention the Prime Minister was John Major in an earlier chapter? He was Labour, not Conservative.
There was a smut story called Anon-con sensual that expanded on that idea of Luna invading dreams. Luna saw Anon's dream of having sex with Dash and went around saying he had sex with her without her permission, driving the entire town to believe he was a criminal(Yes, I'm avoiding that word on a T-rated fic). I personally find the idea of Luna dream-walking to be both interesting and terrifying at the same time.
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Depends if we're using the comics which there are some parts from (Scoot's aunts for instance) where his ties to Chaos are transferable and Pinky is deemed to be more suitable but turns it down (I really need to read that one so I know what happens in it but so much to do and so little time). I could see a god wanting to avoid being killed making a deal with chaos to transform themselves into a new world and form. Doubt its the case here but still its possible.
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The world is uqaur?
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Which is not unrealistic as neither side wants infalation/flooding of their rare metal from the other side and unlike most borders its fairly easy to check for smuggling.