Demigod solidarity

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Charlie casually paced around the ceiling of one of the countless hallways of Hogwarts. He needed a way to discover where the other schools were, he was skilled in magic, but that didn't make him omniscient.

Perhaps he could appeal to the conscience of a wizard, but he doubted many of them had one.

"What are you doing up there?"

Charles looked up, or down at the old witch staring at him incredulously.

"Pacing." He replied like it was obvious.

"On the ceiling?" She nearly exclaimed, a Scottish accent peaking throught her voice.

"Well I can't do that anywhere else without people trying to hex me." He deadpanned.

"You must be the demigod who has been causing so much trouble around our school." She said stating the obvious.

"If you have a problem with that... I don't really care if you do it's not like you can stop me."

The witch sighed "I guess you are correct, even with the castle crawling with aurors no one was able to catch you. May I speak with you face to face."

Charlie narrowed his eyes suspiciously, but he sensed no ill intent from her.

So he slowly made his way down the wall and jumped down in front of her.

Minerva McGanogall looked uncharacteristicaly shocked. "My you are younger than I expected."

"I get that a lot." Shrugged Charlie "now what do you want to tell me?"

The transfiguration professor looked from left to right and softly started speaking.

"You are looking for the emplacement of all the other wizarding schools aren't you?"

Charlie perked up "can you help me?"

"Under one certain condition." Professor McGanogall bargained.

Charles titles his head "and that condition would be?"
Asked the young legacy, ready to hear out the witch.

"Don't hurt the children's. They don't know what they are doing. To them it's an unprecedented attack on their home. They're elders may not, but they can learn better."

Charlie crossed his arms at the admitedly weak defense. "Listen you have nothing to fear for the young children okay, but there is no excuse for the actions of the wizarding world."

The teacher sighed "I must admit you are right, but if you keep your word then I will gladly reveal to you the emplacements of the other schools."

Charlie nodded "if you're expecting a magical contract or binding, not in a million year. I'm never getting anywhere near one of those." Scoffed Charles never the one to practically seal away his capacity to choose for anyone.

"Then I hope you know how to keep your word." Grimmly stated the professor. She produced a rolled up piece of parchemin from her loose sleeve. She handed it to Charles who immediatly inspected it.

"You know I'll come back to burn this place to the ground if your lying rigth?"

"Believe me no one is more aware of that." Fearlessly stated the professor.

Charles memorised the emplacements and pocketed the parchemin.

He looked up and passed the professor "friends of yours?" He asked audibly cracking his neck.

McGanogall looked around them. Each end of the hallway was being blocked by Aurors. Dolores Umbridge leading them.

"Giving vital informations to savages? How dissapointing Minerva. Throwing away such an impressive carreer for such lowly beings."