Percy Jackson vs. Harry Potter

Chapter 9

Nico's P.O.V.

As Percy and Annabeth rush through the Great Hall, I see Hermione following them. A look of confusion etched on her face.

I hear Percy say one word:

Voldemort.

"I know who he is."

"Who?" Annabeth asks, she hates not knowing something.

"He is the wizards Kronos, but much weaker. Any of us can probably take him with one hand behind our back. Anyway, my dad hates him, he tried to avoid death, become immortal. He finally died last year, went to the Fields of Punishment..." I trail off.

"Well he is back." Percy responds gravely. Quickly he recounts his dream. 

McGonagall comes up behind us, "Here are your schedules, Percy, you will be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts as well as taking classes. Annabeth, same with you but you will be teaching Ancient Runes."

Hermione, who finally caught up scowls, "Professor, wouldn't Harry do a better job? He has gone through more than anyone here."

"Granger, I am positive that Annabeth and Percy will do well teaching these classes."

Harry's P.O.V.

How dare McGonagall let a Death Eater teach DADA?! We just finished breakfast, so we are heading down to Defense Against  the Dark Arts.

Lets go see how bad of a teacher Jackson is.

"This year we will be focusing on three different styles of fighting. Physical, weaponry, and magical. This term will be physical. Everybody, line up in front of a dummy, and watch as I demonstrate a proper punch."

We practice kicks and punches. We had no written homework, but we were supposed to do ten crunches and ten push ups before bed.

Yeah, like anyone will do that.

On to Ancient Runes. Which, for some reason is now a mandatory subject. 

"Today we are learning about Ancient Greek beliefs, also known as...

Myths."

Annabeth obviously didn't like that word.

She continues:

"You will be taking a quiz to see what you know."