Illusion

The whole class looked up as five unlucky students ran into Potions class, late. Professor Iniquitas glared at them. "What do you think you're playing at, coming into my class late?" he said softly. "Do you really not care that you are failing my class?"
"No, sir, we care! We just think that it isn't worth bothering, since we'll fail either way!" said Sirius cheerfully.

"Sorry we're late, sir," muttered a voice from behind Lily. She turned around. It was her cousin, Snape!

"Quite all right, Mr. Snape. Sit down," Professor Iniquitas said, amiably. Snapping back to the Marauders, he seemed to notice Lily for the first time. "And may I ask who you are?"

"I'm Lily Evans, sir. We are sorry we're late," Lily replied. She really didn't like this professor. He was very unfair.

"Well, Ms. Evans, as this is only your second day in the castle, it is quite understandable to be late. Please take a seat, and don't let it happen again," Professor Iniquitas's voice was oily. "Potter, Black, Lupin, Pettigrew, detention."

Sirius gaped openly. So did James, Remus, and nearly the whole class. Only Malfoy, Snape, and their group looked as if they didn't notice a thing. Lily also was oblivious.

"What is it, Siri?" Lily whispered once the class had settled down.

"Professor Iniquitas is never that understanding to a Gryffindor! Especially not one that comes in with us!" Sirius whispered back, obviously still confuzzled about the whole deal.

"Maybe it's just because it's my second day here," Lily speculated.

Sirius shook his head. "No, I really don't think so. On our first Potions class, we got detention and 50 points off Gryffindor for being late. To top that off, I don't think we really were late. We were the second people to arrive!"

"Now, I hope that you will all be able to make a simple wiggenweld potion. If you have been listening, it should be quite simple. Well! Get to work!" the Professor shouted the last bit.

Lily frantically flipped through her book to find the right page, while Sirius, who was her partner, got out the cauldron.

"Okay, it says that we'll need a dash of powdered unicorn hair, a jot of wolfsbane, and..." Lily listed the ingredients while Sirius got them out.

Finally they were ready to start making the potion. Unfortunately, Sirius was markedly bad with anything that was even closely related to cooking, so it was a real miracle that their potion turned out all right. Sirius suspected that if it hadn't been for Lily, who was an amazing cook, the whole thing would have blown up in his face.

When finally the Potions class was over, the crew headed to lunch. They took a total of 3 secret passages, and went through 5 doors that Lily suspected were shortcuts. Not to mention going through tapestries.

Lunch was a noisy affair, made louder by the fact that James just happened to have some Filibuster fireworks in his pocket, which he set off at the Slytherins table. Was it just luck that they happened to go off right under Snape and Malfoy? Lily wondered. She thought it was better not to know.

"Potter! Black! Lupin! Pettigrew! Detention!" yelled McGonagall.

"Actually, Minnie, it was all me!" James shouted back.

"Potter! Detention! And 5 points of Gryffindor for insolence!" Professor McGonagall screamed, her face turning purple with rage.

"Okay, Minnie!" James shouted back. "Nice look! Purple really suits you!"

"Your fighting a losing battle," Professor Dumbledore whispered to "Minnie."

***

After lunch was Care of Magical Creatures. That, in Lily's opinion, was a pretty boring class. They were taking care of flobberworms, which didn't do anything and were classified as boring in Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them. The teacher, Professor Kettleburn, was missing an arm and two fingers! Also, Remus swiped some of the lettuce for another prank, which the boys promised to fill her in on during History of Magic, their next class.

A ghost taught history of Magic. It was probably the only class taught by a ghost that Lily would ever take, so she thought she better attend well. However, it was a flop out. Who cares about a Goblin called Hagar the Horrible? Lily wondered. Even so, she paid attention and took notes. It took her by surprise when a piece of parchment came flying form nowhere and hit her in the head. Lily carefully opened it.

Hello my little flower! It is I, the colour man! As we are all quite bored, I am sure you are too. Also, I am sure you might have noticed we have this class with the Slytherins. And, Binns never pays attention to us anyways. We, the marvellous Marauders, have decided that this class needs spicing up. Given the above two items, I am sure you know what we plan. Any ideas?

Lily stifled a chuckle. The whole note was Sirius through and through, though no one would ever be able to prove it. Just as no one would be able to prove that the note was to her. She turned the parchment over and wrote back.

Colour boy~

As much as I would love to assist you, I'm afraid that there might not be enough time left

in this class. But, maybe next time we could do something with a bouncing ferret named Malfoy?

Just a thought. As a "newbie" to this little groupie, am I, in fact, another Marauder or am I just a

mere acquaintance? It would be helpful to know. As you know, one Marauder must not pull a

prank on another, and I had the most wonderful idea for Remus.

Flower

Lily then threw the piece of parchment back at Sirius. It hit him on the head, which was surprising, because Lily was absolutely awful at aiming. Sirius picked it up, opened it, and read it. He grinned evilly. "Colour boy" paused for a moment, then picking up his quill, tried vainly to write a response for nearly a minute. He finally realized he was trying to write with a sugar quill! So Sirius picked up his real quill. He scratched his head, then wrote something down. Taking careful aim, he threw it at Lily's desk. Being a star quidditch player, it, of course, landed right on target. Lily unfolded the note.

Hey! We still have another... minute. Okay, I concede. What about Divination first thing tomorrow morning?

Colour boy

Just then the bell rang, leaving Lily no time to write a response. She tucked the note in her bag, and followed the boys out of the classroom to dinner.

***

"Oh!" Professor Trelawney gasped the next morning in Divination. "My dear, I fear that you are going to die a painful, excruciating death early in life! Oh! This is so tragic!"

Lily snorted. "The only thing she should fear," she whispered to James, "is that we are going to prank her mercilessly today! Wonder if she sees that coming."

"Probably not. My sister Harriet says that Trelawney is a fake. But, this is our first class with her, so let's be fair. Oh, and to pass this class, all you have to do is predict bad things. Trelawney soaks up misery," James whispered back.

"Class, please get a tea cup. And dear, after you've broken your first cup, would you be so kind as to get one of the blue? I'm rather attached to the pink," Trelawney said in her misty voice, addressing the last bit to Peter.

Sure enough, as soon as Peter reached the shelves, there was the tinkling of broken glass. Professor Trelawney swept over, saying, "One of the blue, then, if you don't mind."

Once Lily and James were safely at their seats, they burst out laughing. Unfortunately for them, Professor Trelawney heard and swept over.

"May I ask what is so amusing?" she asked frostily, quite a change from her earlier voice.

"Oh, Professor!" Lily exclaimed. "We weren't laughing! James's cup! It.... it...it has the Grim!"

"Oh! You poor, poor child! I see now, of course. May I say that you have a great talent for this? Your Inner Eye is astonishing for one so young, Ms.?"

"Evans, Lily Evans. Thank you, Professor!" Lily simpered. She absolutely hated it, but figured it was her best chance out of detention.

Just then, the bell rang. "Oh! Class dismissed! Ms. Evans, would you please stay behind?" Professor Trelawney asked.

***

After Divination was a free period for the Gryffindor third-years, so the Marauders waited for Lily outside the Divination classroom.

"What'd she want?" Remus asked curiously.

"She said, 'Ms. Evans, you have an amazing Inner Eye. Would you like extra lessons to help train it up a bit? I have no doubts that someday you will be as good as I!'" Lily replied with a grimace.

"Inner Eye!" Sirius hooted. "You couldn't tell a Grim from a squirrel!"

"Could too!" Lily retorted.

"Not!"

"Too! Grim's are black and ugly. Squirrels are cute and cuddly!" Lily said.

"Well! I stand corrected!" Sirius replied. "Grim- black and ugly. Squirrel- cute and cuddly! Yes, sir!" Sirius then saluted Lily, one hand in the air above his head, and one on his heart. Lily burst out laughing.

"That's not how you do it, smart one!" she said.

"I don't care!" Sirius replied.

"Fine! I give up!" Lily said.

"Good!" said Sirius. "Now, since we didn't do that prank in Divination, what about Herbology this afternoon?"

~~~

"Okay, so what is the lettuce for?" Lily asked the boys on the way to Herbology that afternoon. "You never filled me in on that. And why do we have Herbology Mondays and Wednesday, when we really don't have it again until next Tuesday! I'm so confused. How does that work?"

"Well, the lettuce is for a little bunny named Crabbe, and his little bunny friend Goyle. That gets them out of the way, so we can really nail Malfoy. Our schedule is always screwed, but I think it's because we started school on Thursday. So that means our regular schedule would be Herbology on Tuesdays only. I think that's what it is, at least," Remus replied.

"Okay. I still think that it's a bit weird. So, what are we going to do to Malfoy? I met him before school, and if I recall correctly, I didn't care much for him or his family!" Lily remarked.

"What? When did you meet him? And how?" asked James curiously.

"Oh...nothing. I just bumped into him at...er... Diagon Alley! Yes, I met him at Diagon Alley," Lily replied nervously. She didn't know why she was so nervous; it wasn't like anything would happen if they found out how she met Malfoy. She just didn't want them to know about her uncle, and was afraid that Malfoy might lead to questions.

"But Lils, you were at Diagon Alley with us! And I know you hadn't been before, because you were wide-eyed with wonder!" James exclaimed suspiciously.

"Well, we went again. When I was at the Quidditch store, Lily was at the bookstore. She probably met him then!" Sirius came to her rescue. Lily shot him a grateful look. He knew about her uncle, and that was already one person too many.

"Alright, then," James said, obviously still suspicious. He was prepared to drop it, but-

"But if you went to Diagon Alley again, you would have told us!" Peter said.

"Well, I don't write you a day-by-day on my life, okay, Peter?" Sirius snapped.

"But, Sirius, you do!" supplied Remus. "I get two or three letters a day from you in the summer!"

Lily felt trapped. She didn't know what to do. Any more questions, and soon the truth would come out. Oh, oh! Help! Anyone! Lily wished she could just stop time-

Schlurp! Everyone stood still, frozen. Oh, oh! Now what did I do? Lily thought. "Oh! Sirius! Remus! James! Peter! Move, please move! Talk to me! Say something!" Lily was frantic.

Schlurp! Suddenly everyone was moving again and back on the same argument.

"Wait! Oh, please, stop arguing. I forgot one of my schoolbooks when we went, James, and I asked Siri not to tell because I thought you might laugh at me. Just stop! Please!" Lily cut in, thinking up a lie fast. She had become quite good at this over the years.

"Oh, Lily! How could you think such a thing? We would never laugh at you!" Remus said reproachfully.

"I agree, Lily. We would never laugh at you. With you, certainly, but never at you!" James said.

"That's what Sirius told me. I didn't believe him. I thought that you would laugh and not want to be friends anymore," Lily said, hanging her head. Sirius stared at her in amazement; he had never seen her ability at dissembling.

"Oh, Lily," James replied, wrapping his arm comfortingly around her shoulder as they continued down the hall.

***

That night at dinner, Dumbledore stood up and made an announcement. It was the only time in memory that he had done so when it was not a feast, and the students whispered excitedly. He cleared his throat. It took a few minutes for silence to set in.

"May I please see Mr.s Lupin, Black, Pettigrew, and Potter, along with Miss Evans in my office after dinner?" he said, and then sat back down again. The hall broke out in whispers.

"-trouble, definitely!"

"Oh, they're gonna get it-"

"-wonder what-"

Lily stared at her friends in consternation. I wonder what's going to happen to us? Why are we in trouble? What did I do? What if it has something to do with that time-freezing issue? I didn't know! Dinner passed quickly, and after what seemed like minutes to Lily (but was actually 45 minutes) she found herself in Dumbledore's office. Any other time she would have admired it; the office was spectacular, but
Lily found that she couldn't just look around when she could be getting suspended or expelled!

"Ah, the famous, or should I say infamous, Marauders. And Miss Evans, an unusual addition to your group, to say the least. I will speak to each of you individually. No, you are not in trouble," Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his bright blue eyes. "Mr. Black first, please."

Lily trudged to the entrance of Dumbledore office with James, Remus, and Peter.

"Wonder what he wants?" contemplated Remus.

"At least we're not in trouble, yet!" James remarked.

"We could be, you never know!" squeaked Peter.

Lily was the only one silent. The others caught on to her mood, and silence draped the hall like a gloomy day.

"He wants to see you next, Lilycake. Don't be frightened, we aren't in trouble for once!" Sirius said, coming out of Dumbledore's office wearing a silly grin.

Lily hesitantly walked up to Dumbledore's office. She felt very, very nervous. Not even here a week and I'm called to the Headmaster's office!

"Ah, Ms. Evans. I'm sure that you are wondering why you have been called. I will try to answer your questions to the best of my abilities. Now, as to the reason you've been called. Earlier today, I sensed a, how shall I put this, distortion in time. Now, I knew that either you or one of your friends had done it as soon as I saw the aura in the Great Hall. When you were all here in my office, I still wasn't sure. But now that I can see you, and only you, I know for certain who is responsible. Now, do you know what you did?"

Lily swallowed anxiously. "I...I think that I stopped time, sir. I really didn't mean to! It was an accident! I swear, I didn't mean to!"

"Of course you didn't, Lily," Albus Dumbledore said with a warm smile, his eyes still twinkling in amusement.

"Sir, if you don't mind me asking?"

"Yes, Lily?"

"What does this mean? Why is it so important?"

"Ah, yes. I was getting to that. Well, what it means is that you, Lily, are a Tutela Iubar, or Guardian of Light. It was prophesied that in the time of the world's greatest need, the Tutela Iubar would be born to save the world. The Guardian was prominent in the defeat of the Cimmerii, the people living in eternal darkness. Ah, I can spend only a minute more with you. I will answer your questions and explain more if you could come back tomorrow. Same time, please. I doubt your friends will think much on it. Tell them I wanted to talk to you about Divination and your talent in the area, if they ask."

"Okay, sir. Thank you," Lily said numbly. She couldn't save the world! She wasn't cut out to be a saviour, or a hero, or a Tuteloo Edar or what ever you called it!

"And kindly tell Mr. Lupin I will see him now," Professor Dumbledore said, standing.

Lily couldn't remember walking out of Dumbledore's office, nor telling Remus to go see Dumbledore. When the others asked her what Dumbledore had wanted with her, she answered without realising what she was saying. Afterwards, Lily thought that she was very lucky she hadn't said something she shouldn't have! In fact, she was so lost in thought she didn't even listen to what Dumbledore had wanted with the others, though she suspected that he hadn't really wanted anything special.

***

The next morning, Lily woke up in the third-year dorm to find Cora positively in a rage. Apparently, the Marauders had had to get her back for something she had said to Peter the day before. Lily suspected that it was something about Peter liking sweets a little too much for his own good, though she said nothing. Actually, Lily thought Cora to be quite nice. When she got the whole story later on, it turned out that the only reason Peter and the others even knew about the comment was because they had been sneaking around with the Invisibility Cloak. Since Cora had never meant for Peter to hear, Lily thought that the Marauders were being quite stupid to swear to 'hate that stupid prat of a girl forever.' But being the good friend she was, Lily decided to support them even though she thought that they were being the prats and felt more than a little hurt at not being included in the little escapade.

She felt even more hurt when she discovered that the Marauders had left for breakfast without her. Lily was, of course, a Gryffindor, and had quite a temper. So, she decided to walk to breakfast with Cora and her friends. However, Cora and her friends thought Lily to be 'positively adorable,' and tended to treat her more like a little doll than anything else. I suppose it's because I'm so short and young, Lily thought disconsolately. The Marauders are much better company!

Fortunately for the sake of Lily's sanity (Cora and her friends started to really get on her nerves, with all their, "Your so cute, Lily," nonsense) Lily and the Marauders had made up by lunch.

"Well, now what can we do to Cora?" asked Remus wickedly.

"Nothing!" Lily cut in sharply from where she had been sitting down the table. "Cora never did anything wrong, except-"

"Nothing wrong? She seriously insulted a Marauder! That's wrong!" Sirius shouted.

"Except for being a girl, and gossiping with her friends! All girls do that!" Lily shouted back.

"Oh, so I suppose you think Peter's fat and ugly too!" yelled James.
"Cora never said that, and neither did I! She merely said that Peter ate too much to be her type! Never did I hear fat or ugly in that!" Lily yelled right back.

"Guys! Guys!" Peter shouted. "I didn't take offence, so you shouldn't either!"

James, Remus, and Sirius looked at him in shocked silence.

"Thank you. Now pass the butter, will you?" Lily asked, politely.

James silently passed the butter. Remus and Sirius simply sat in silence, while Peter ate.

"Okay, now this is stupid! I'm sorry for trying to make friends other than guys, but a girl needs some girlfriends sometimes! Okay?" Lily yelled.

"Of course. We never said you couldn't have other friends. Where'd you get that idea from?" Sirius replied calmly, filling his plate.

~~~

The next night, Lily somehow found herself back in Dumbledore's office. She had made it through the whole day without making too big of a fool of herself. Lily had no clue how, though. It seemed to her that the day had floated by without her ever really taking part in it. She couldn't even remember what classes she had had that day!

"Professor?" Lily asked timidly, raising a hand to knock on the door.

"Come in, Miss Evans," a voice called from inside.

Lily stepped into the office, now taking the time to look around and appreciate it. On the walls were portraits of wizards and witches, all staring solemnly at her. There was a staircase leading up to a second story, which was covered in bookcases. But what really caught her eye was a magnificent bird. It's red and gold plumage shone as brightly as the sun. The bird in itself was gorgeous, perfect in every way.

"That is Fawkes. Fawkes is a phoenix. Beautiful, isn't he?" Professor Dumbledore's voice startled Lily out of her reverie. "But you aren't here to discuss Fawkes, are you? No, of course not. As a Tutela Iubar, you have special powers. The last was some 1,400 years ago, to protect the world against the evil of the Malus Conluvies, or People of Evil. Because of that, there is not much known of your powers. You can travel time, sense lies, sense evil, and do magic without your wand. Beyond that, we will have to discover. It was said that the Tutela Iubar of the Cimmerii time, the first ever Tutela Iubar, was able to tell the future. How true that is, we may never know. What we do know, however, is that a time of great darkness is upon us. You should begin training for Aurorship immediately. I will make the arrangements. Also, here is a book to help you train your powers. You can train in the room behind the portrait of Jinglewort the Just. The password is Fringle. If you have any questions, just write them in this book. I will be able to read them in my copy and write you an answer. I can also send you answers through it, so that nobody gets suspicious of your powers. Until the time of darkness is upon us, your powers must stay hidden to avoid mass panic as long as possible. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir," Lily said, nodding.

"Well, then, you should be getting back to your common room before you are missed," Professor Dumbledore said, handing Lily two books.

"Thank you," Lily replied, walking out the door.

***

The next day was the day before the full moon. This meant that while Remus was in the hospital, Lily could sneak away to her room to train. Though she felt a little guilty about it, she realised that it was for the best.

When Lily finally found Jinglewort the Just, gave him the password, and entered into the room, she had already wasted half an hour. She hurriedly opened the red-covered book that read Tutela Iubar: The Story of My Life, by Genevieve Tristan, and found the chapter that read "Training to my full potential." Lily decided to practice stopping time, and maybe if she got the hang of it, she could go back in time to visit Remus with the boys. That way, they wouldn't be suspicious.

Lily read how Genevieve (but just call me Gen) trained this ability. Close your eyes. Imagine the room around you, frozen. It might help to throw an object into the air and imagine it frozen in the air the first few time you do it.

Lily threw a quill in the air, closed her eyes, and concentrated on time being frozen. Nothing. She tried again, and again. Finally, she threw the quill up into the air, and instead of trying to freeze the object, she tried to imagine a hand underneath the feather, holding it in place, stopping its fall. It slowed for a minute, before finally stopping. She unfroze time by imagining the hand moving aside to let the feather drop, and let out the breath she hadn't realised she had been holding. She smiled, and then began to concentrate on travelling through time. After half an hour, Lily felt that she could try to go and stay with Remus for a while.

Schlurp! Lily felt the odd sensation of moving backwards and forwards at the same time, as well as left and right. When the sensation ended, it was once again light outside. Oh no! I went too far back! Lily thought. Oh well. I'll just practice other things for about an hour.

The hour passed, and when it was finished, Lily could do a simple levitation charm without her wand, and felt quite proud of herself. She hurried to the hospital wing, where she figured she could meet up with Remus, James, Sirius, and Peter.

"Lily! Where've you been?" asked James.

"I forgot my quill in the dorm. I went back to get it," Lily explained, not meeting his eyes.

"Oh, I see," said Remus.

"Well, now that we're here, we might as well do homework. We have that Transfig. essay to do, you know," Lily said.

"Homework! But it's not due till after lunch tomorrow!" Sirius exclaimed.

"My point exactly," Lily said dryly.

"Yes! So we do it during lunch tomorrow!" James said, banging his hand down on the bedside table for emphasis.

"I see the point there," Lily said, with a smile.

The rest of the time was spent thinking up new pranks on Avery, Lestrange, and Rosier. Snape was left out when Lily requested it, knowing what would happen if she pranked him at school. Remus, Peter, and James gave her odd looks, but acquiesced.

***

When the guys were safely back in the Gryffindor common room, Lily went back to 'her' room. When she opened the other book, she found a message from Professor Dumbledore.

Miss Evans,

Please be in this room at 9:00 tomorrow night. The head of the Aurors, Mr. Beechman, would like to talk to you about training. Also, please send me progress reports, so I can help you with anything you need help or advice about.

Albus Dumbledore

P.S. I felt the time distortions this evening. Your coming along nicely!

Lily wrote back to him, telling of what she did that night, and that she thought the time travel might be useful to stop her friends from getting suspicious that she wasn't around that often anymore in the evening. She then went back to her dorm and fell into bed, exhausted.

***

The next day started out like every other day. The only thing that changed was the fact that Lily was scribbling madly during lunch instead of eating. Oh, and Lily had her meeting with the Auror head, Mr. Beechman.

"Hello, Miss. Evans. I'm Mr. Beechman," said a man with a blue cloak the said Vindicatio, Intego, Reservo, Adiutor on it.

"Pleased to meet you, Mr. Beechman. Excuse me for asking, but what do the words on your cloak mean?" Lily replied politely.

"Ah! They are the levels of Aurors that we have. Vindicatio is the highest, Adiutor the lowest. They mean Defender, Protector, Saver, and Helper in Latin. Discipulus are the Aurors in training. It means Apprentice in Latin. When you make Aurorship, you will start as an Adiutor and work your way up," Mr. Beechman responded.

"So you really mean that I, an eleven year-old Muggle girl, can be an Auror? Just like that?" Lily asked in disbelief.

"No, not just like that. It will take training, probably by night for you. It will take dedication, and hard work. Are you willing to work for it?"

"Yes, I am. I want to help against this great time of darkness that is supposedly descending as we speak."

"Then come with me, and we can get started."
***

The Auror training program was not for pansies, as Lily soon discovered. The first thing you were taught was to be on guard at all time, even when taking showers, or changing! The rooms were automated to shoot various hexes and curses at the occupants, and you had to learn how to identify where they were by the whoosh of air. Also, your wand stayed in a special cubby outside these rooms, used only in duelling, magic, and defence courses.

"If you get captured, you're not going to have your wand," explained Mr. Beechman. "That's why we try to train our Aurors to function without them."

The second thing in training was to take a shower and train. Simple, right? Not exactly. Spells were shot at you all around, and the only reason only three hit home was because Lily was so short, and a lot of luck. She emerged with green hair, with a yellow streak in it. She was laughing uncontrollably.

An Auror in training took the spells off for her. He introduced himself as Frank Longbottom. Frank then took her to the workout area, which was a huge obstacle course that you had to get through without magic.

"Your wand is in a box at the end. Pick it up and go through the next course. I'll be waiting when you finish," Frank explained.

Lily nodded resolutely and ran into the course. Kinda like the one at Muggle camp, Lily thought. Suddenly she ran into a dragon! Except for the dragons!

She dodged around it. The dragon flickered. "Hey! You're an illusion!"

The rest of the course wasn't so easy. By the time she got out, Lily was panting hard, and had multiple little cuts and bruises. She rested for a few minutes, then determinedly picked up her wand and half-ran, half-walked into the next course.

That one wasn't a walk in the park either. When Lily was finished, she had blood running down her face, her robes were torn, she had one arm too many, and her hair was green yet again. That was in addition to the cuts and bruises from course 1.

Sure enough, Frank was waiting outside. "Ooh. That looks like it hurts." He healed her cuts and bruises and took of the extra arm.

"Man! Killer course," Lily said wheezing.

"You did better than most. The average person doesn't make it out on their first try!" Frank said, encouragingly.

"Thanks."

***

"Well, Ms. Evans, you have what it takes to be an Auror. Congratulations. Not many make it in! By the time you are actually an Auror, you will be able to do both courses without harm, and without tiring. I will see you at midnight tomorrow. This is a portkey; it will activate at one minute to midnight, and when you say transportium. Good night, Miss Evans," Mr. Beechman said, smiling.

"Good night!" replied Lily. "Transportium!"