The sudden outbreak of explosions and brilliant flashes of light coming from the direction of Hogwarts alarmed the students and residents in Hogsmeade. It didn’t take long before there was a large crowd gathered just inside the edge of Shining’s shield, and several yards from the lake, opposite Hogwarts. Naturally, Harry and the fillies were there to. A few students had brought their shrunken brooms with them, and, with Scootaloo and Ginny, were able to get high enough under Shining’s shield spell to see that the explosions were not in the school. Or even near it. Which was a great relief to the observers, especially the Professors.
That great plumes of smoke were coming from the Forbidden Forest kept their attention, and rumours sprouted faster than the explosions.
“Wow!” breathed Harry, seeing the entire Castle limned in a bright light, followed five seconds later by an explosion. “I bet Princess Luna is here! Twilight almost never goes all out like that!”
Ron and Neville looked at him, and then at the ongoing distant battle.
“Uh, Harry?“ asked Neville tentatively, “Just how big is this basilisk snake supposed to be?”
“Sixty feet,” he replied distractedly.
“Maybe a bit more,” added Scootaloo, hovering over their heads, watching the flashes intently after telling everyone what she had seen.
“Yeah,” agreed Sweetie Belle, “Twilight said she thought it could be as much as seventy, based on how big its eyes were in Myrtle’s memory of her death.”
“And that was forty-eight years ago, so it could be bigger for all we know,” finished Apple Bloom.
“And that was under our school!?” said Ron, with a swallow.
Harry could hear other students telling their friends about what Harry and the three foreign girls had said. He frowned. The snake would probably be a mile in length by the time the story finished spreading.
It was almost like watching fireworks in Ponyville. Only in the day time. And it seemed to last a long time.
There was a final bright glow from beyond the castle that lasted almost a full minute before fading and leaving a rising, giant cloud of smoke that the winds higher up quickly dispersed.
Several minutes passed with nothing more happening, and the crowd began to thin as students headed back into the village. It was getting close to lunch, and the students still had most of their spending allowance in hand.
The Gryffindor First Years joined them. They had just arrived in front of the post office on their way to finish their shopping at the stores when Harry saw Twilight coming up the street.
Scootaloo immediately flew over to her. Harry and the others followed her, jogging.
“Is everything all right?” he asked. “Are you okay?”
Twilight grinned at him. “Of course, I’m alright. Nobody got hurt.” Her expression darkened a bit. “Well, except for the basilisk. But he’ll recover nicely after a good sleep.”
Harry glanced around her. “Where is he?”
“Oh, Princess Luna took him back home already.”
Harry gave her a long look. Then raised an eyebrow. “Portal?” he said just loud enough for her to hear. Twilight smiled reassuringly.
“She thinks it won’t be a problem. And if it is, she can handle it.”
“Good.”
By that time they had made it up to where Shining Armor was sitting. He looked at Twilight and raised an eyebrow inquisitively.
She nodded back. “It’s all okay, we captured the basilisk. Princess Luna’s already on her way home with him.”
Scootaloo shot up into the sky, only now noticing that there were two circling dots far overhead. One was a difficult to see yellow while the other was a just as difficult to make out blue. One was Fluttershy, of course, while the other had to be Dash.
He gave a relieved sigh, and the pinkish shield vanished from overhead. It took only a few moments before the smell of smoke reached them. His other eyebrow went up as he looked at his sister. She gave him a sheepish grin.
“It did put up more of a fight, but Princess Luna caught and shrunk him down to a manageable size.”
He nodded in understanding. “Well, as long as it’s taken care of.” He looked around at the students that were still watching him curiously.
“You should probably change back,” she suggested.
“What? Oh. Right.” He changed back to his human form, getting more than a few admiring looks from the older witches watching. And few wizards.
Professor McGonagall had stayed with Shining Armor to make sure he wasn’t bothered while maintaining the shield. She appeared quite relieved to hear that everything had been settled without any loss of life.
Twilight turned to her. “The Headmaster wants you to return with us to the castle. He gave me a portkey.” She held up the blank paper in her hand, then glanced around. “I think we can leave the students to their own devices, now.”
Fluttershy settled to the ground behind Shining, as the area in front was rather crowded with students now, all trying to find out what had happened. Scootaloo and Dash just hovered over her friends, with Dash giving her a quick summary of the fight, with the promise of a more detailed description later.
“Everything’s fine, Fluttershy,” Twilight said. “You can change back, now.”
Moments later, after a few last minute instructions from the professor to her Prefects, and a final admonishment to the twins to keep things under control, the four adults, one pony, and three house-elves vanished from sight as they portkeyed away.
“Well,” said Scootaloo, “Now what?”
“Let’s go back to Dervish and Banges,” suggested Sweetie, “they had some neat stuff there.”
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Princess Twilight was not gone for very long and returned with both of her friends, the house-elves, and Professor McGonagall.
Dumbledore gave Minerva a questioningly look.
“Everything in the village is just fine. The merchants and residents are coping with the students, and so far the students have been very well behaved. No one has, as yet, tried to sneak home via the floo’s in the village.” She frowned. “Professor Quirrell appears quite out of sorts, though.” She shook her head. “He seemed rather distressed to hear that the basilisk had been captured.” She looked at the Headmaster, still frowning. “He seemed to take it personally. But with his stutter, I don’t know what help he would have been.”
Dumbledore nodded. “I’m sure he wanted to help, but his talents are better suited to keeping the students safe. As I told him this morning when I asked him to supervise the Ravenclaws in Filius’ absence.” He turned to Princess Twilight.
“I thank you for your help today. It would have been much harder to confront the basilisk if all of you hadn’t been down there.” He shook his head. “The Ministry’s Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures is well meaning, but I’m sure they would have under-estimated the creature — I know I did — to our detriment. Even the Dragon handlers would have been strained.” He stroked his beard a few times. “None would ever have believed the snake to be as big as it was.
“And we wouldn’t have been able to pry it out of its lair before it fled.”
He sighed. “I believe the next step is to secure that outside entrance so nothing from the forest wanders into the Chambers. That will also give us time to create something a bit more convenient for access, closer to the castle.” He looked over at his professors. “And while Flitwick and I are taking care of that, I’m sure Severus and Minerva want to take a look around the Chamber and see if there are any other surprises we need to be wary of.”
He looked back at the Princess and her companions, eyes twinkling and smiling. “And I’m sure that there are things you had planned for today that you have had to put off, and want to get back to.”
Twilight just stared at him a moment. “Actually, no. We aren’t finished here just yet.” She started pacing. “When Fawkes took you to the Chamber, I started to scan the castle, looking for other things that really shouldn’t be here where children can get at them.” She glanced over at him.
He stared back at her for a moment, then said, “We do have some books in the Restricted Section of the library that are rather Dark. I’m sure those are what you detected.”
She just stared back at him.
“And I know there are some Dark artefacts in the Defence Against the Dark Arts office, which Professor Quirrell will use for teaching purposes for the Sixth and Seventh Year students.”
She continued to stare at him.
He sighed.
“And, no doubt, there are a few cursed items that the Slytherin students have brought from home.”
She frowned.
“Which way is the Slytherin dorm?”
He pulled out his wand, and a quick where-is-it charm gave her that answer.
“And the Defence Against the Dark Arts office?”
A second where-is-it settled that question.
She then asked for the other dorms.
She frowned and pointed in an apparent random direction, up and away from the dorms. “And what is that way?”
“Nothing except empty classrooms and corridors, at the moment. Nothing we should be concerned about. Why?”
She studied him carefully.
“Because my scan revealed a magic that is very familiar to me. Something that is filled with hatred and wants nothing more than to hurt anyone who comes close to it, much more so than anything else in this castle.”
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Castor knocked lightly on the door before opening it and walking into the Ambassador’s office one more time. The secretary, a tall young woman was seated behind her desk, a pen scribbling across a paper as she watched.
Castor still found it odd to see magic at work for such a mundane task as writing.
“Good afternoon,” he said, “Ambassador Blueblood indicated he needed my assistance for something?”
The woman stood while the pen continued to write and opened the door. “Mr. Searle is here, sir,” then waved him into the room.
Inside the room was the Ambassador and two other women. He saw that the Monopoly board was still set up, only there were a few more houses and even a hotel on it.
“It’s good to see you again, Ambassador,” he said, as he eyed the two women. One had hair that was dark-blue on one side and pink on the other. The other woman had light blue-green hair with white stripes on either side over her ears. “What can I do for you?”
Blueblood remained sitting, while the two women stood up.
“Agent Sweetie Drops, Agent Lyra Heartstrings, this is Warrant Officer 1st Class Castor Searles. Castor, this is Agent Sweetie Drops.” The woman with the dark-blue and pink hair stepped forward and he shook her hand. “And this is Agent Lyra Heartstrings.” They also shook hands.
Both women were tall, as he was beginning to suspect all the Equestrian women were on this side of the portal, and had eye-attracting figures. Both sides were sizing each other up.
“I would like you to arrange for both them to be certified and trained in the use of both pistols and rifles.” He gave Castor a tight smile. “Clearly, the weapons we are used to using would put us at a disadvantage here, if we found it necessary to defend ourselves. And based on what I have seen on your telly news programs, and perusing your religious texts, it is not out of the question that some of your people might wish to do us harm. We wish to be prepared.”
Castor nodded slowly. “That’s doable, however it will take a day or so to arrange a course. Do you know what you want? I mean, do you want a course that exclusively focuses on pistols? Or a general over-view course that shows you the most common weapons and how to handle them.” He looked back and forth between the three.
Blueblood pointed at the women. “They are the experts. There is a conference room on the other side of the office. I suggest you sit with them and tell them what the choices are and then they can decide what they need.”
The women promptly headed out of the Ambassadors office. Castor trailed them. As a police officer, he knew which companies offered training, and how good those courses typically were.
It was going to be an interesting finish to the morning. And might take up a significant portion of the afternoon if they wanted to start as soon as possible.
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Dumbledore stood very still and stared at the purple-and-pink-haired witch. “Are you sure?” he said.
She nodded.
He closed his eyes and studied the protective charms in place around the school. There were the normal spikes that indicated the presence of mildly Dark objects — things that might severely sting or scare — but nothing that might be as dangerous as the Princess suggested. “Hogwarts’ charms do not reveal anything as serious as you say,” he said, opening his eyes.
She snorted. “Of course they wouldn’t,” she muttered. She sighed. “According to Hogwarts: A History, there is rumoured to be a curse on the Defence Against the Dark Arts position. I suppose those charms of yours can’t find that, either?”
He shook his head, sadly. “It is a rumour. No one knows if it is true, but we have haven’t been able to keep a Professor in the D.A.D.A. position for more than a year in decades.”
She sighed. “Once is an accident, twice is a co-incidence, three times is malicious intent,” she said softly. “This has been happening for thirty-four years. I think we can safely rule out the first two options.” She looked down for a moment then back up at him. “I think Hogwarts’ charms need to be thoroughly examined and revamped.”
He nodded and stroked his beard, eyes twinkling. “That is probably so, but not something we can undertake at this moment.”
She stared at him. “In the short time I have known you, you are always so confident. Yet you are also so frequently wrong.”
His smile faltered a little bit. Minerva, once more, looked as if she were about to object, but she remained silent.
He spread his arms and said deprecatingly, “I am only a man, I do make mistakes. I am perfectly willing to admit so.” Although, he had to admit to himself, he rarely did so.
Minerva gave him a scandalized look.
Princess Sparkle looked around the room. “Nonetheless, my spells did detect something.” She paused a bit, thinking. “You do what you need to do regarding the Chamber, the girls and I will search for this ‘non-existent’ object.”
She turned and headed for the door with the others turning to follow her.
“No,” he said quietly, “I believe I will go with you. I would like to see what it is that you have found that the Hogwarts’ charms did not.” He turned to the other professors. “Would you like to join us?” They all quickly agreed.
They would soon find out whether he or the Princess was correct.
It wasn’t that far of a hike through the castle, but it took some time as Princess Twilight stopped frequently to scan the walls of the castle and make sure they hadn’t accidentally passed the object of their search.
They walked to the end of a corridor on the seventh floor, which ended crossing another corridor, and she once more recast her spell. She turned right, took a few steps, and then stopped. She cast her spell again, then turned back the way they had just come. A few steps later, she stood in front of a blank wall. Opposite that blank space was a tapestry of wizard teaching trolls ballet.
She looked up and down the corridor. “How odd, that in all of the castle I’ve seen so far, this is the only wall that is completely without doors, windows, decorations, paintings, statues, or tapestries of any kind.” She glanced at the tapestry behind her. She knew that that wall was the side wall to classrooms.
“It’s here,” she stated, hands on her hips and staring at the blank wall. “My spell says it’s here.” She transformed, once again, into her animagus, and started casting spells. And almost immediately stopped. She sighed. “According to my spell, it’s behind this wall. But also according to my spell, there is nothing behind this wall.” She walked down the corridor to the hall she had started to explore, and stared for a moment. The hall ran a short distance to the end of the castle. “It’s an awfully big space,” she said as she came back, “at least two of your classrooms deep, to have nothing in it.”
She looked up at the Headmaster. “Do you have an explanation?”
He stroked his beard thoughtfully. “No, I don’t believe I do.” He stood a moment longer, thinking, then said, “Skiffy!”
“Skiffy comes, Master Dumbles.” He stared up at Dumbledore questioningly.
“If anyone can tell us about the castle, it is the ones who take care of it,” Dumbledore said. “What is behind this wall?” he asked the house-elf, gesturing with a hand.
The house-elf looked at the wall. “It be the Room of Requirement,” he said. “We’s call it the Come-and-Go-Room.”
The Headmaster looked down at him inquisitively.
“It be where we’s hides things we’s doesn’t need.”
Dumbledore raised an eyebrow.
“Youse walks back and forth threes times thinking of what’s youse wants, like soes.” He put on a comical expression of someone thinking very hard and walked back and forth three times. As he completed his third pass, a door shimmered into existence in the middle of the blank wall.
They all stared at the house-elf and at the door.
Twilight snorted. “I wonder what else the house-elves know about Hogwarts that no one has ever asked them?” she asked rhetorically, giving the Headmaster a scornful look. “Perhaps you should take the time to ask your . . . servants . . . to show you all of the castle’s secrets?” She raised her left eyebrow inquisitively.
She took a step forward and used her magic to open the door. She went inside, followed quickly by the rest. They stared around them in wonder.
They were in a room bigger than the Great Hall, with high windows that allowed in shafts of light. The room was filled with teetering walls and buildings of broken and damaged furniture and odd things, many towered easily ten or fifteen yards high. The barely navigable paths and alleyways that cut through the piles made the room look like a miniature city. The amount of material was astonishing — the piled books would probably double the size of the Hogwarts library! There were mountains of forbidden items from Filch’s list, as well as other abandoned items. They could see hats, clothes, cloaks, jewels, congealed potions in bottles, laboratory scales, fragments that had to belong to a dragon’s eggshell, and rusting swords were just a few of the closest items they could see.
And all that was just what they could see from the entrance! The room was clearly bigger — wider, deeper, and taller — than the space it appeared to occupy, looking from the door.
“Aw right,” declared Rainbow Dash, launching herself up to the ceiling to begin circling the room.
Twilight turned and looked at the Headmaster. “I think you’ll find enough material in here that is saleable to fund the costs of checking out the Hogwarts protective charms. Perhaps even bring them up to a proper standard. I am sure there are many graduates who would love a memento of their days here.”
He nodded, eyes twinkling, as he looked around. If nothing else, Princess Sparkle had discovered a marvellous resource for the school. He would sit down and have an in-depth talk with Skiffy about this room later. He looked down at the house-elf, whose was twisting the bottom of his ear fitfully as he gazed around at the room.
“Skiffy, tomorrow, have a couple of house-elves start going through this marvellous room. Repair what can be easily repaired, and vanish what can’t. Bring any potions to Professor Snape . . . ,”
The Potions professor looked at several bottles whose contents were still sealed and sniffed disdainfully. “I doubt anything useful will be found. Except for the containers themselves,” he said disparagingly.
“. . . and any magical items to Professors Flitwick and McGonagall for their perusal.”
The two professors nodded absentmindedly, one as he examined an amulet carelessly tossed over a broken chair and the other as she studied a small table covered in feathers that had three paws and a scaled toe.
“Perhaps you can have your upper-year students assist them as class projects,” Twilight suggested to the two, receiving two more distracted nods.
“Items with a name or family crest we should see if we can return the proper owners,” he continued, addressing Skiffy again.
Above them, peeking out of a drawer in a broken cupboard, Pinkie Pie enthusiastically said, “There’s some wonderful stuff in here,” She held up a toy Griffon that had lost most of its stuffing.
Rarity was staring with distaste at a mound of clothes. “I can see why they discarded these . . . there’s no fashion sense whatsoever! And no refinement in either the work or the material.” She shuddered. “These are only suitable for rags!”
Fluttershy was cuddling a mouse. “And this poor dear has been trapped in here for who knows how long?” she said, her voice was barely above a whisper. “He’s just skin and bones!” She nuzzled him lightly, “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you get plenty of food when we get you home.”
Princess Sparkle began to walk slowly down the large aisle that snaked off into the chamber, glancing down every cross-aisle and studying the giant stacks of junk that surrounded them. The others slowly followed. She regarded an enormous stuffed troll with distaste, and turned down a side-path.
She looked around as they walked down the narrow aisle. She studied everything she could see, searching for the thing that had brought them to this room.
It wasn’t a straight path, but she finally stopped. On top of a nearby crate, between a large, acid blistered cupboard and a chipped bust of an ugly old warlock, was a dusty old wig and a tarnished and discoloured crown.
She stared at the tiara, her brow furrowed. “This is it,” she said quietly.
Flitwick looked over from examining a splintered cane with a brass handle that had attracted his attention, and gasped loudly.
Dumbledore was already studying the ancient artefact. Lying negligently on the waist-tall crate was a delicate-looking circlet made of several twinning silver wires holding moonstones and diamonds above a wider silver ribbon. If you looked closely, you could make out the words emblazoned on the ribbon, “Wit beyond measure is man’s greatest treasure.”
“Oh, my,” was all he said. He gently picked it up and turned it around, admiring it. “The lost tiara of Rowena Ravenclaw, I would wager,” he added almost breathlessly. Filius had moved up beside him, as had Minerva. Severus stood nearby, arms crossed and watching quietly with narrowed suspicious eyes.
Dumbledore lifted it up and started to put it on his head when it was rudely yanked from his grasp.
Princess Sparkle hovered above him, her wings flapping lazily, the circlet dangling from one foreleg. “I think,” she said evenly, one eyebrow raised, “that perhaps you should check this ‘lost’ tiara for harmful spells, first. It is, after all, cursed with hateful magic.”
At his surprised look, she added, “Or we wouldn’t be here, now would we?”
The wizards and witch gasped again. This time because of the charm Professor Flitwick had just cast on the tiara. The tiara glowed almost black, and an almost palpable feeling of evil seemed to come from it, now, as well.
He cast another spell, then said, “It has a powerful compulsion charm on it to trick whomever holds it into wearing it!”
Twilight sighed. “And I suppose it is impossible to destroy?” Her horn began to glow.
“You can’t trusst her,” a voice said softly in Dumbledore’s ear. “Sshe wants the tiara for hersself. You sshould take it from her for ssafe-keeping. You need to sstudy it, there iss much you could learn from it. Do it for the good of all.”
Dumbledore glanced around to see who had spoken. Everyone was staring fixedly at the tiara. “Sseize it, before sshe . . . ,” the sibilant voice continued.
Before he could say anything, however, Twilight tossed the tiara up into the air and a purple sphere of magic appeared around it. The voice cut off.
He shook his head, noticing that several others were doing the same. Princess Sparkle was staring intently at the trapped tiara. “Yes, this is just like I remember, only much, much more powerful, with just as powerful spells to protect it.” She slowly dropped down to the floor, hovering the purple sphere at the same place above her. She looked up at the Headmaster. “It is part of a soul.” She shuddered as the wizards and witch gasped. “A truly vile thing. It seeks to take over whomever holds it. The spells attached to it make it extremely difficult to resist.”
She sighed. “I realize this is a treasure, but it is far too dangerous to leave intact. Not with the spells that have been cast upon it. It would only be a matter of time before someone succumbed to its call and ended up a slave to the hateful soul-fragment inside. It must be destroyed. Or it will cause much destruction.”
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Ooohh it was an extra chapter so I have something to read later today.
Just wanted to say the first bit of the chapter gave me the mental image that on going through the portal the Basilisk turned into Angel Bunny for some reason.
Right, so we're getting rid of the Horcruxes now too.
How much of the story is going to be left after the first year?
huh getting to that novel already huh?
Is she thinking about Sombra?
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Not in the series, but it was in the comics. Sombra's horn served a similar purpose.
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Sombra’s horn in the comics I think (or at least in one of the fan fic or artwork).
I do agree that there needs to be a competent antagonist soon to break up the exposition. (Maybe Starlight and some human ‘rights’ group).
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Actually, she's had experience both through the Alicorn Amulet, and Sombra when it comes to very Dark spells.
So Twilight can find Horcruxes... because of course she can. I'm sure she'll also be coming up with a way to easily destroy it next then promptly deal with Voldemort. Honestly, this is starting to get as bad as when Discord went around fixing everything in Magic School Days at least there it wasn't a question of how he does it just why.
Why is the Diadem charmed to make people wear it? I know we never find out what kind of curse was on it since no one was dumb enough to put it on but we can be pretty certain it doesn't compel people to wear it since that would have made it a lot harder for Harry and friends to retrieve it.
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Would you rather have a rehash of HP or a whole new content that continues after the original? With Ponies!
Nice. I was wondering about if the wands touching tips in 4(?), if those ghosts could be brought back. Or maybe the ones with the ring?
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I'm just say it's all happening rather fast.
This is still within the first two weeks of the first year.
That is another Horcrux. And Twilight should think about the connection.
I'll bet Angel Bunny would taste like a mixture of rabbit and snake with the texture of pork.
Another thing, didn't Twily fix Harrys horcrux? She should've been gotten a lot of practice from that.
What can I say? Once again, you've proven your writing mettle by quickly pumping out another chapter, though I worry for the future of this fic. Our Equestrians are resolving everything at an alarming rate, which is rapidly threatening to derail HP canon into... something, which I find uneasy.
I feel like the HP side of this fic is getting screwed over by Equestrian magic in an almost taunting manner, blatantly "correcting" every source of conflict. Book Two's been nixed, and by now Quirrell feels like he's about to hightail it out of this story. Twilight's presence here is making huge waves, something which even Discord would probably do with more subtlety.
I'll follow this story because it still has its fair share of wacky hijinks, but I feel like this story's focus is wavering.
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Dark magic from Sombra and Chrysalis and let's not forget the Alicorn amulet. There's more if you include the comics plus there's all her training under Celestia and her personal experiments that happens off camera that is regular hinted at in the show and comics. Like how she knew about magical artifacts when Starlight claimed the staff was one.
I'm all for Twilight being smart enough to dismantle the idiot plots some of the books employed, but this chapter has Twilight being so ridiculously hyper-competent it's breaking character. Then again this is a fusion between two setting that use soft -magic systems that arbitrarily change as the plot demands so it's not unexpected.
It is sad though that the great first contact story with the British Government keeps getting interrupted by the "meh" HP cross-over.
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At this point, I don't even care. I'm just along for the ride, now!
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*cough* Alicorn Amulet *couch*
Who is the "He" here? Since it's the first paragraph in a new section, it may be a good idea to establish this.
I'm just picturing the secretary kicked back (possibly with her feet on the desk), filing her nails or something as her pen writes stuff down. I know it's not what was written, but I still find the image amusing.
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That or the one that was stuck in Harry. Either would work.
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Think 'Alicorn Amulet'. Although there was no mention of 'soul fragments' in that episode.
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There's plenty left. That's just one of the horcruxes, after all. We still have the ring, goblet, locket, and diary.
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And why would he charm the ring and not the diadem? Seems like a no-brainer to me. And there is a reason why she could find it and not any of the wizards.
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And who says she wasn't kicked back filing her nails?
Okay look I love this story, I love the premise, I love the interactions between Harry and the CMC and all the nonsense they get up to at Hogwarts. That, said I do not love the lazy fix-fic nonsense that we've been getting lately.
You can't just have Twilight show up and fix everything with ease, not only does it trivialize the original stories conflict in the most insulting way possible it also isn't interesting to read. It's annoying that Twilight is all powerful and all knowing in this story and that she can fix everything just because she's Twilight. You're just writing her as an infallible Mary-Sue type character at this point.
Magic School Days pulled this same kind of crap and it was just as annoying there, but at least with Discord it makes sense that he could just find every problem and fix it with ease... it just never made sense why he was doing it in the first place.
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It was also found at the ass end of the series where no one was stupid enough to fall for a horcrux.
It is not outrageous to call it at least as dangerous as the diary was or the necklace. Both of which corrupted the people who carried them. cause you know .. carrying part of the soul of an evil bastart....
and Twilight has practically zero experience with dark objects that corrupt people .. like the alicorn amulet, or Sombras horn, or a library book that corrupted Rarity or the Horcrux in Harry... I bet there are a bunch more in the comics i have not read...
and lo, one horcrux is destroyed already.
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The ring wasn't charmed to make people wear it, Dumbledore put it on because he recognized the stone in the ring as the Resurrection Stone, something he had spent most of his life searching for, and for a brief moment he forgot about the Horcrux and sought to use the stone to finally see his family again.
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piece of voldys soul is in it. i would wager a guess? to give that part of him a body to control.
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The Horcruxes don't do that, the diary was an exception because the whole point of it was to allow Voldemort to finish what he started with the chamber. The most they do is corrupt whoever holds them they aren't meant to control others. Their only purpose is to protect the piece of the wizard's soul.
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Having experience isn't the same as knowing how to locate them. The whole problem with finding Horcruxes was that there was no way to really identify an object as a Horcrux. It was pretty much a matter of figuring out what objects Voldemort might have used and hoping you were right or getting unlucky and triggering the curse placed on the object.
Glad I'm not the only person who is getting kind of annoyed by the "fixing" of the HP universe by the Equestrian side.
A problem too many crossover/HIE/two societies meet type stories keep falling into with one side slanted to far into idiocy with the other coming into and going "you're doing it wrong he's how it goes right".
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Yeah, Tatsurou is the only author I know of on this site who has consistently done it right in his stories.
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Y'all seem to forget that Twilight lives by the list! That means she doesn't forget things once she's added it to her list. That naturally means she's going to find things faster than in canon where there wasn't any real attempt by the adults to resolve the problems. I mean, just think about it. She already knows theres a dangerous cerberus guarding something very valuable in the castle. And then she discovers that there is a basilisk no one knew about. Would you expect her to say, "Okay, there's two extremely dangerous creatures here, but hey, no need to see if there might be anything ELSE dangerous. I'm sure the rest of the castle is as safe as a foals playpark."
I don't, I think she'd go on a tear to check out everything. And remember, if you start looking for stuff in the castle, it's a bonanza of bad stuff all over the place, isn't it? Basilisk, Tiara, Troll in the dungeon, unicorn killer in the forest, dragon to be raised in Hagrid's hut, and so forth.
And, as I said, there is a reason why she found the tiara. It comes out later.
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Yes ..... Because Dumbledore had soooooooooo few things going on in his life that he just HAD to put on the ring that would eventually kill him. Because seeing the soul of his departed sister (that most likely did not want to come back to earth) was soooooo much more important than stopping Tom Stalin Voldemort....
Your headcannon is a seriously messed up place.
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It's one thing for her to search the castle and happen to find something no one else ever found it's a whole other to just have her scan the castle and conveniently find everything in an instant. Twilights checklists are a symbol of her neurotic personality it doesn't mean she never makes mistakes or is able to figure out every problem presented to her with absolute ease.
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I completely agree here. The First Contact stuff is intriguing. The stuff taking place more in the magical HP world is becoming a by the numbers fix-fic crossover.
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And hold the library hostage until she has read it all. While in the safety of her mighty book fort.
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It's not headcanon it's straight up stated that he put it on because he recognized the stone.
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I believe it was taken care of when Tirek stole everyone, including Harry's magic. Though, I'm not sure sure what would have happened to Lily's protection. Given that I'm placing magic powered by sacrifice/love at the same level as harmony, it might have survived.
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Does that mean Harry is no longer one (or something closer to subtle indirect possession.)
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Did she identify it as such? I know she didn’t know what it was when she first adopted Harry and did a scan on him.
Blast it with Rainbow Power.
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I like to think that Dumbledore was not an idiot and would not, conveniently, and for the sake of the plot, act like an idiot and forget it was a horcrux, and just blithely put it on.
In any event, I have him acting completely in character, if you want to say the ring did not had a compulsion on it. He saw a rare item, and stupidly, disregarded all that he knew about how dangerous horcruxes were, and tried to put it on. (And, while we know the diary was a one-off, Dumbledore did not have that advantage, he only saw the destroyed diary. Thus, as fas as he knew, it had the exact same kind of compulsions on it as the diary. Yet, he stupidly disregarded that experience and acted like a fool in assuming the ring was harmless.)
Honestly, I don't mind Twilight's actions in these few chapters. A lot Harry Potter's central plot things were, in short, lack of competence and status quo. No one seems have used a 'detect evil' spell in Harry Potter before, aside from a general bad feeling, but we've seen the ability to sense dark magic in MLP. Plus, Twilight is more the 'outside consultant' in this situation. Unless all the other magic users who just believe Hogwarts is as secure as everyone says it is. If you look at it, Voldemort and Dumbledore used the same reasoning for hiding the Diadem and the Stone. It's Hogwarts, a secure location most people won't second guess, and a few obstacles just in case. Twilight just goes in looking for possible danger.
Besides... we've seen in the books how easily a student with an invisibility cloak has found dangerous things
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ummm .. you are smoking crack.
Every story I have read by Tatsurou has had ponies be soooo over the top powerful that they put to shame absolutely Everything in the universe that they are dropped into.
Twilight? cute supergenuius goddess of destruction/creation. Maude? crotch kicking adorable goddess of death.
I did not read the Cadance one of the Nightmare Moon one though I will bet they will follow the pattern...
They can be entertaining but No. That is NOT "done right".
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She didn't find it in an instant. Dumbledore took some time to explore the Chamber before having his phoenix give him a ride back. As I said, there is a reason she found it while he could not.
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It wasn't an act of idiocy just a lapse of judgement. He had looked for the stone for so long that when he finally found it he forgot about everything else for a moment. It's perfectly understandable that he would seek to use the stone the second he found it while forgetting the dangers he knew would have to be there.
It makes far more sense that Dumbledore putting on the Diadem after being told it was dangerous, it has nowhere near the emotional weight attached to it for him that the stone did.
Wonder how she'll dispose of the horcrux? That is an entirely different thing than finding one
9260020 On the contrary, everythings being resolved because it's being dealt with by some _competent_ magic users.