Harry Potter and The Savior of The Wands

Chapter 3: The Witchcraft & Wizardry Survivors Community

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Serena didn't know why she did it. She thought it was purely her strong desire to help her child, but deep inside, she knew that there was something about this man; his presence, his aura, his vibe; it was quite hard to tell.

He led her through different alleys that she didn't quite recognize. All she could tell was that they were in the middle of London. Harry kept asking questions but I just shushed him. There was something very hypnotizing about this old man that was dragging her along with him.

They stopped abruptly in front of a wooden door. Serena got the sensation that if the man wouldn't have pointed it out, she probably wouldn't have seen it. He opened the door.

What Serena saw in there is something she couldn't have described. All she could have said was that it was horrible.

Physically, she could have said it used to be some kind of bar or pub, because she saw a destroyed counter and some tables and chairs lying around.

But what had spiritually happened in there, she couldn't tell. She was never very intuitive or sensitive to those aura things, but the aura this place was emanating could be felt by anyone. The horror and angst were plastered in the whole place. Floor, walls, and ceiling; all burning with evil like in hell. It was as if the whole place had this hidden burden of a horrible past.

Serena was gaping, but she couldn't speak. She somehow felt that she shouldn't speak. Harry was just looking around, but Serena could sense that the depression of the place was affecting him too.

The old man led them to the back yard of the pub. He took out of his pocket a large stick. He grabbed it firmly and, with it, he started hitting some of the bricks in the wall. Serena didn't understand why would he be doing this, but she stayed quiet. Harry seemed to be in some kind of trance; he was just starring at everything.

When he finished doing this, the bricks started opening up by themselves to show a big space. Both Harry and Serena gaped. It was just like... like... magic.

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The old man entered through the space. They followed. He kept walking and not looking back, as if he knew that Serena and Harry wouldn't stop following him. They were now on a very broad street. It was full of sunlight, but it showed the same vibe as the place in which they had previously been.

Serena noticed that the street was full of shops and restaurants, but they all seemed to be destroyed. This whole place looked as if a hurricane had stopped by and never left.

There was only one shop that seemed a little bit less destroyed. It was called 'Flourish & Blotts'. She could see that inside there was a cage full of huge books that were... fighting with each other. She thought of this as the strangest thing she had ever seen, but she knew that she would be seeing even strangest things soon.

The old man stopped at the end of the alley, just in front of a huge, old house. It looked destroyed too. The windows were covered with planks and the door seemed to be locked. It reminded Serena of the Haunted Mansion in Disney World.

For the first time, the old man turned around to check that Serena and Harry were there. He turned to the door and took out the stick again. Pointing to the knob, he whispered: "Alohomora". The door opened immediately.

They entered the dark mansion. No single light was there to show them their path till the old man pronounced a word again: "Lumos". And a ray of light emanated from the stick.

They followed him through the house. It was all dusty. The furniture was covered with sheets. It looked as if no one had been in there for years. The old man approached the stairs and climbed up. Serena took Harry's hand and followed.

Upstairs there was a corridor full of doors. Everything was dirty. The last door at the end of the corridor was ajar and there was light coming from inside.

They walked to it. Serena was nervous. She didn't know what she was doing or where she was going. She was trusting in an old man that she didn't even know. The thought of this gave her a feeling of uncertainty, but it was quickly washed away as she thought of what the man had said. He's going to help Harry, she kept repeating to herself so she could hold on to her sanity.

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He opened the door. What Serena saw was definitely out of normal. Now, this is bizarre...she thought. The room was very big and dusty, as the rest of the house. In the middle of it, there was a platform with five seats and a big table with quills and parchments over it.

In the first seat from left to right, there was an old man with red hair that had gray strands and a mustache. He was wearing a red cloak and had a stick in his hand, just like the one Serena's guide had.

In the second seat, there was a man that didn't look too old, but Serena got the feeling he was. He had black hair with some gray strands. He had a dark look, almost as if he was a prisoner of a jail. He was wearing an emerald green cloak and had the same stick everyone had in his hand.

The third seat had now been occupied by the old man that led Serena there.

In the fourth seat, Serena saw the biggest person she had ever seen. It was a very wide woman, almost the size of a giant. She had brownish hair that was, apparently, getting a little gray. She was wearing a black cloak and had a stick in her hand.

The fifth seat was occupied by... a cat. Yes, a cat. But at the moment Serena looked at the cat, it wasn't a cat anymore. It had transformed into a woman. A woman that seemed to be very old, with white hair and hazel eyes. She had a stern face and glasses. She was wearing a blue cloak and had the familiar stick.

Serena couldn't form a sentence. She was too amazed. But she didn't have to speak. The old man in the middle did it for her.

"I know you must feel very confused right now and you are probably full of questions. But we are going to explain why we brought you here."

"You said you would help my son!" she fiercely interrupted, not being able to control herself.

"Yes, and we will. First, we need to make sure he doesn't listen, because this is probably not an appropriate topic for him yet. Don't worry, this won't hurt. Desmaius!" The old man pronounced this word as he pointed with his stick to Harry. He immediately fainted.

Serena cringed and gaped. She ran to help Harry out. She laid him down and screamed: "What did you do to him?!"

"Don't worry, he'll be all right. He's just unconscious for the moment because he can't hear this," the old man explained.

Serena felt herself immediately relax. She whirled around and faced the five persons that were now starring intently at her.

The old man spoke: "I wonder where to begin. We've got lots to explain. First of all, my name is Albus Dumbledore. I'll introduce my companions in order. There, to the left, you can see Arthur Weasley. Then you can see Mr. Sirius Black. Here to my right, Madame Maxime. The last one there is Professor Minerva McGonagall. We are the 'Witchcraft and Wizardry Survivors Community'".

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