The revelation provided by James Sirius Potter sent a shockwave through the group that felt more violent than any physical blow.
Dagger stood perfectly still, his face pale and his eyes wide with a mixture of disbelief and growing horror. Beside him, Scorpius Malfoy was frozen in a state of absolute shock and confusion. He began to frantically recall every memory he had of Miss Amelia—the woman who had stood as a pillar of strength for Hogwarts, the mentor who had protected them during their most critical hours.
Dagger shook his head slowly, looking at James with pleading eyes.
"No. No, it can't happen..." Dagger whispered, his voice trembling.
"I've known Madam Miss Amelia for a lot of years and she is a good teacher and mentor," Dagger continued, his voice rising in desperation.
"She has always been sided with Dumbledore!"
"You must be mistaken, James."
Dagger paced back and forth, his mind unable to process the betrayal.
"How can she get banned or suspended from Hogwarts?"
"This can't be true."
"If it really happened, why didn't Dumbledore say anything to anyone?"
Dagger stopped and looked directly at James, searching for any sign that this was a joke.
"Miss Amelia is the one who asked me not to come to Hogwarts even during the war between Harry Potter and Voldemort!"
"She wanted me to guard the secrets of Hogwarts."
James Sirius Potter stood tall, his expression grim and his gaze unwavering as he faced his friend's trauma.
"I have every answer for your trauma and confusion, Dagger," James said firmly.
"But believe me, this is true."
"Before I show the evidence, I will give you some logical truth."
James took a deep breath, his eyes darkening with the weight of his discovery.
"I have had doubts about her from the day I saw her."
"Because attacks happened after Amelia entered into Hogwarts."
"On the day when Voldemort attacked Hogwarts, I smelled a perfume which is really different from other girl perfumes."
"It felt like it was made with rare flowers, and that fragrance hits different... the fragrance was really good."
James looked into the distance as if he could still smell the cloying scent.
"After smelling that perfume, it made me stop thinking with my mind for two minutes, and I wasn't able to walk."
"But suddenly I remembered the dreams haunting me from so many years."
"On the same day, I got the same dream—like someone calling me. But it was not a call; it was a threat."
"I always want to see the man's face in my dream, but he is always covered with black clothes and has tattoos all over his body."
"And also a dragon sound."
"When this dream comes to me, I always think about that."
"On the day when Voldemort attacked, I saw the same person who not only gave me a threat, but said to me..."
"You can't escape Gryffindor."
"You will come to me and I will face you."
"I am waiting..."
James flinched at the memory of the voice.
"He called me 'Gryffindor,' and that really shocked me."
"His eyes are the only thing I saw. Those eyes were filled with extreme vengeance."
"He looked extremely dangerous... much more dangerous than Voldemort."
James turned his attention back to the evidence he had gathered.
"That day, I also came across a pink potion in Sybill Trelawney's room when she got attacked."
"I saw some drops fallen on the floor."
"When I lifted Trelawney from the floor, I listened to her words."
"She gave me a prediction when she was not in her senses, but she kept talking."
James repeated the prophecy with a hollow voice.
"The real danger will fall on you."
"Be aware of everything and everyone who is around you."
"The real danger is going to awake in you... don't let that monster come back."
"Don't believe what is going on around you. It is a magic... and dark magic."
"DARK KING IS GOING TO COME."
James sighed, his shoulders heavy with the burden of the warning.
"After that, I made her sleep on the bed and was about to leave when I found her crystal ball fallen on the floor."
"I smelled the same perfume which caught my attention before."
"When I touched the crystal ball, I saw a place that looked completely dark."
"Many dark army soldiers were surrounding that place, but they weren't able to enter. They were making a lot of effort, but nothing was working."
"The place was filled with dark clouds, and the soldiers were waiting for his arrival."
"I tried to see more, but the crystal ball suddenly got cracks."
"I felt something suspicious happening around me."
"After saving my father, my uncle, and my aunt, I saw the same type of potion with Amelia."
"She was secretly using my aunt Hermione's magical potion, which made me invisible for some time."
"I even saw Amelia carrying a blood bottle with her."
"I even saw Amelia giving a signal when she got attacked by the dark army before we started our journey."
"I got doubt on her and felt suspicious of her."
"Later, I went to Master Dumbledore's room and I came across his diary."
"I saw that one paper was missing."
James reached into his robes and pulled out the missing pages, handing them to Dagger.
Dagger looked at the parchment with trembling hands.
"Where did you get these papers?" Dagger asked.
James smiled sadly.
"I got these papers in Dumbledore's drawer."
"Dumbledore is really intelligent. Master Dumbledore left a clue before the attack fell on us."
"Read it, Dagger."
"Not only that, I even found Dumbledore's tears stored in this glass jar."
Dagger looked at the paper and began to read the words out loud, his voice shaking.
"Miss Amelia is my cousin sister and you should not believe her because she has already turned evil."
"Amelia also wanted the same things which Tom Riddle wanted."
"I am suspending her from Hogwarts for now and I cannot kill her at this point."
"Miss Amelia should never return to Hogwarts."
Dagger gasped, the realization hitting him.
"This writing belongs to Dumbledore," Dagger whispered.
The group stood in a stunned silence. They couldn't process the fact that their Headmistress was the enemy.
Scorpius turned to James, his face pale.
"Everyone in Hogwarts is in danger."
"We have to inform everyone."
"But how?"
James shook his head.
"Don't worry, Scorpius. Miss Amelia needs us and her goal is different."
"She will not harm anyone until she gets what she truly needed."
"What is her possession right now? That is the question."
"To know that, we have to know what happened in the past."
Scorpius looked confused.
"How?"
James looked at the dark forest.
"I don't know, but until then please be careful."
"We have to save Rose and also should know what is the real plan of Voldemort."
"I even have a doubt that Voldemort and Miss Amelia must be in cahoots."
"But I am not sure."
"Never discuss this with anyone until I speak."
Scorpius and the others nodded in agreement.
Nearby, Kael—who hadn't listened to a single word—was still fast asleep.
"ZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz," Kael snored loudly.
Bobby's face twisted with anger. He stepped forward and sprinkled water over Kael's face.
Kael Nightshade jolted awake.
"What happened?" Kael asked, rubbing his eyes.
Bobby looked at him with a sarcastic smile.
"Good morning."
Kael blinked.
"Morning."
The group began to walk again, the atmosphere heavy with secrets.
James led the way until they reached a clearing. He stood before the person he believed to be Rose—but it was actually Voldemort in her form.
Suddenly, Miss Amelia—disguised as Elthira—attacked Rose.
James, Scorpius, Albus, and Dagger all gasped in shock.
Elthira lunged forward, her fist raised to punch Rose.
James moved instantly, blocking Elthira and pushing her back with force.
"Expelliarmus!" James shouted.
The spell hit Elthira, sending her falling to the ground.
"James is mine!" Elthira screamed from the dirt.
Rose (Voldemort) pretended to be weak, swaying on her feet and falling into James's arms.
James held her up, making her stand, and then pointed his wand at Elthira.
"Sorry, Elthira," James said coldly.
"I don't love anyone."
"I am not in a position where I can love."
"Leave from here before I kill you."
Elthira smiled wickedly.
"You can't kill me, and I know you don't raise your hand to hurt women like me."
Suddenly, Nyx Blazer and Miss Mirael stepped forward.
"Yes, James can't do that," Nyx said.
"I hope we can do that," Mirael added.
Miss Mirael looked at the group with a serious face.
"I kept a secret from all of you."
"That is... I am also a magical wizard and also powerful like you."
"I am not only a healer, but also can turn into a warrior if the situation demands."
Miss Mirael pulled out a pink magical wand.
"Omega Patronus!" she shouted.
A powerful, glowing bird erupted from her wand, shielding the entire group. Miss Mirael fired her spell at Elthira, and Nyx Blazer joined in, fuming flames at the dark figure.
"How dare you!" Elthira screamed.
Realizing she was defeated for now, Elthira began to fade away, leaving behind a bitter warning.
"This is not my end! I will come back to you and I will get what I want!"
"I will steal the Ravenclaw Gemstone from you!"
"I will destroy you all, and you, James Sirius Potter, for rejecting my love!"
James ignored her threats as she vanished.
Scorpius moved to hold Rose, who was still pretending to be weak.
Rose opened her eyes. For a split second, they turned evil, and she smiled softly at the spot where Elthira had been.
Voldemort, in the form of Rose, thought to himself.
"Our plan worked."
James and his friends had no idea that the powerful Voldemort was standing right in front of them in the form of Rose.
"I will kill all of them once I get everything from James."
"Poor Rose... she will either get killed by me, or by her beloved friends who think she is Elthira."
Voldemort smiled internally.
Far away, the real Rose stood on the bank of a river. She looked down and saw her reflection in the water.
She looked exactly like Elthira, and she looked even more ugly than the original.
Rose began to weep, remembering the conversation she had overheard between Voldemort and Miss Amelia.
"I have to reveal the truth to James," Rose sobbed.
She stopped for a moment, her mind filled with doubt.
"Can James recognize me as his friend Rose...?"
"Will my friends believe me that I am Rose?"
"The person who is in my form is Voldemort... and the person who looks like me is Elthira... and that is Miss Amelia..."
Rose looked at her reflection in agony.
"Can I save my friends and my school Hogwarts from upcoming dangers and traps laid by Miss Amelia and Voldemort?"
"Can I profess my love for James by being in this Elthira form?"
"Can James realise that I am his friend Rose who is in Elthira form ?"
"Can James see my heart in this ugly form of Elthira?"