In mid-December (1996) they met with the Griffins. This time, Aimon decided to joined Evan, to the total surprise of Hermione and Commander Black. They had arrived by helicopter, landing about a mile from the meeting area – Aimon suggested this when he set up the meeting, so that they wouldn't aggravate the Griffins. Just before they were to reach the clearing where the meeting was to occur, a nearly silent 'whoosh' was heard and a heavy weight settled to the ground behind them. Hermione and General Black quickly turned around to see what had landed there. Evan, with a slight smirk on his face, turned more slowly – he had felt his giant friend's approach. Hermione gave a short squeak of surprise as she saw the dragon and then, noticing Evan's smirk, turned to him to berate him for the surprise. General Black just stood there with his mouth open. Evan heard in his mind "Good evening Harry Potter". Some hissing a clicking could be heard in the background. "Good evening Aimon" he replied out loud. "Is it possible for my friends to hear your voice in their heads, as I do?" he asked. "No. Their minds are not trained as yours" responded the dragon. "Then I will translate out loud for their benefit, unless you have a special message for me only" replied Evan. Evan then sent a silent message to Aimon "Only Hermione knows me as Harry Potter. I'd like to continue keeping my identity a secret for now" he relayed. The dragon responded with a slight bow. "I come because I know the Griffins are finicky, especially around humans. I come to make sure you will be able to tell them what you want to say" Aimon said. "Thank you, Aimon. I greatly appreciate your presence here. It gives me great comfort" Evan replied. They then made their way into the clearing.
As Evan, Hermione, Commander Black, and Aimon entered the clearing, one griffin charged them, flapping it's wings angrily and emitting a loud squawking sound. A white mist immediately emerged from Evan's chest, splitting and forming a large Basilisk and a large Golden Griffin, each standing on opposite sides of him. The Sword of Goddrick Griffindor appeared in his hand, as Evan leant back into a defensive Ninjitsu posture. At the same time, Aimon locked his eyes onto the remaining group of Griffins standing in the center of the clearing. Also in the clearing, lining the far end, were higher elves, unicorns and hippogriffs, observing the meeting.
As the charging griffin reached Evan, his misty Golden Griffin protector flared it's wings, letting out not a squawk but a Lions . . The Basilisk, with black and red feathered crown, shot out at the offending griffin, hitting it in its chest, throwing the beast tumbling back to its brethren. The Basilisk's body retracted, then slithered around Evan and his group, and raising its head at Evan's side.
Hermione, Commander Black, and the remaining observers were in shock from the attack (by the griffin) and the defense. Commander Blacks mouth once again in the open-hanging position. Evan heard in his mind a chuckle "With entrances like that, Harry Potter, you will be hard pressed to say 'I am non-magical', hahahaha". It was somewhat disturbing to see and hear a dragon laugh.
Present Day - July 7, 1997. 9:45am, Gringots Bank, Ritual Room. Voldemort took over the Ministry of Magic while everybody who was somebody was at Dumbledore's funeral just five days ago. Today, at 11:00am, Voldemort was going to hold a public execution in Diagon Alley. Scheduled for execution were Remus Lupin, Minerva McGonagall, Pomona Sprout, Nymphadora Tonks, and Former Minister of Magic Kingsley Shacklebolt.
Evan had coordinated with Griphook to perform the blood ritual that would call back his magic and his blood used in the ritual used to raise Voldemort. The ritual would be painful to both himself and to Voldemort. More importantly, it would significantly weaken Voldemort, and likely the Death Eaters.
The Royal Dragons were staged at various locations, waiting to implement their plan: they had three teams ready to enter the Ministry of Magic (portkeys courtesy of a sympathetic Unspeakable) – Madam Bones was joining that one; they had a team to secure St. Mungos Hospital; they had a team ready to secure Hogwarts; one team ready to secure Hogsmead; and three teams on Diagon Alley. They had human troops providing support at all locations, along with elves, Veela and dragons for the Hogwarts and Hogsmead teams.
Evan was escorted into the ritual room where he was asked to de-robe. Then he went through a ritual cleansing similar to what he did after his escape from the wizarding world. Then he meditated, floating in Mu-Shin until it was time: 10:55am.
At 10:55am, Ragnok, Head of the Goblin nation, walked into the observation room adjacent to the Ritual Room – they had learned their lesson from previous experience with this client a few years prior: walls, observation windows and doors were all reinforced, and there were power damper wards lining the ritual room. Excess energy would be absorbed and channeled to the Bank's protective wards. What Goblin would turn down power freely given?
At 10:55am, the Goblin Ritual Healers entered the chamber, aligned themselves around the ritual circle (behind protective barriers), and began their chant.
At 10:55am, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Minerva McGonagall, Pomona Sprout, and Nymphadora Tonks, and Remus Lupin were lead out onto the stage, clearly physically beaten, in torn clothes and mussy hair.
At 10:56am, Evan opened his mind to roam the ether. He was drawn to a ball of brilliant light – his core. Evan began a chant of supplication to magic; his and in general. The Basilisk and Golden Griffin protectors emerged and stood at his side. Evan's chanting reached a pitch level at the same time as the Ritual Healers, and at 10:58am, Evan made his plea. "Gods of the north winds; Gods of the sea and water; Gods of the earth; and Gods of fire. Ancestors! Magic! I call upon thee. Hear my plea. Look through my soul, search out my history. Search out the magic that was taken from me. I give you a sacrifice, a sacrifice of blood. Should my plea and blood sacrifice find favor to thee, return that magic that was taken from me." With the end of his plea, Evan took a ritual knife and sliced his palm, letting the blood pool in his hand. He carefully poured his blood onto runes engraved in the ritual floor beneath him, and activated them. The time – 11:00am.
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