A Demigod's Guide To The Wizarding World

Chapter Eleven Talk About A Grand Entrance

A/N : Sorry for not updating for many months, or was it a year? Anyway, our internet connection is going completely crazy, turning on and off. Real inconvenience, I tell you. Anyway, here's the next chappie.

Percy's P.O.V.

After we said the news, everyone looked at me disbelievingly, as if I just said that Marsians do exist. Well, I don't know about that. Did aliens really exist? Hmm, I haven't asked Chiron yet but.. Arggh! The ADHD is really getting on my nerves. First the puppy and now this?!

Professor McGonagall, who looked completely composed and calm a while later, has her mouth open while staring at me and my friends, " Wh- What?! Visiting HOGWARTS?!"

Hermione, recovering from her shock, was jumping up and down. She's also holding a quill and paper, which I'm quite sure is not there before. She was writing furiously in the paper, muttering something like Questions, Western civilization? , immortality, So many!!! , that can be heard all the way to the front. Her two best friends, Harry and Ron, snickered behind her, momentarily fogetting their surprise.

"H-how?" Before we could answer Professor's question, she suddenly straightened her composure and clapped her hands on the still gaping students. "Well? What are you all doing, just standing there like lumbering idiots?! Make yourself useful!"

Annabeth cleared her throat and placed a calming hand on the flustered Headmistress' shoulder. "Maybe it'll be helpful for you to know that they won't be arriving for about a week and a half?" There were groans heard from this, something that greatly confused me. I mean, why would anyone want to deeply involve themselves on matters involving the gods? All it ever did is get you turned into a dolphin or worst, be eternally stitched in Hades' underwear. Geez, these guys' minds work in different ways.

The said professor took a deep breath and motioned her hands, indicating for the students to go back to their classes.

Right now, I really don't envy them.

Harry's P.O.V.

I watched the demigods leave the Great Hall as most of the students surrounded the stern Headmistress. They were saying many different things at the same time, so I only heard some of it.

"B-but Professor! Shouldn't we be preparing? I mean, why do we have to go to classes?!"

"Yeah! This only happens once in a lifetime!"

"GODS!!! They're gods, Professor!"

"Is Apollo hot like the sun?"

Okay, so the last one was kinda weird, but what do you expect from a teenage witch? .... Exactly. Anyway, I tuned out most of the sound and concentrated on hearing Ron and Hermione's voice, since I lost them, right after the whole student body just up and decided to violate Prof. McGonagall's personal space.

My problem was solved pretty quickly when a loud voice shouted about a feet away from me. "What am I going to do?! There's so many questions to ask!"

I followed Hermione's voice and found her dumping papers after papers on a bemused Ron, all of them filled with writings. I mentally shook my head, watching as she pulled out yet another one out of her pocket. Where did all of those came from?

I was about to drag the two away when a fuming Headmistress shouted, almost breaking our eardrums. "Who do you think is in charge in here?! Now, get back to class! And if in five seconds you're not out of this hall...." She paused for effect, focusing her gaze on a poor 1st year, who is fidgeting like crazy. "Well, DETENTION for a month!"

Before she could even start her countdown, we were out the doors, faster than she could say, 'Bloody Hell!'. When we were a little far off, Hermione started glaring at nobody in particular. Ron, on the other hand, looked so desperate with his fands filled to the brim that I decided to help him.