Crookshanks | 𝘚𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘶𝘴 𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬

Chapter 140

     Jenna's stomach lurched at the mention of the Prophecy. Each time it was mentioned, she couldn't help but remember the night that Dumbledore had told Lily and James about it. She remembered how much Lily cried, and how sick James looked.

     But above all, Jenna was scared for Harry. Since he was born, this was written in his fate. He was the one who had the power to defeat the Dark Lord.

     "But there's something I still I don't understand," Jenna spoke up. "What happened at the Ministry? I was certain that Bellatrix tried to use the killing curse on Sirius. I saw it with my own two eyes."

     "Then perhaps you didn't see the whole thing," said Dumbledore. When he saw the curious looks on everyone's faces, we went on, "Bellatrix did try to kill Sirius. And she would've succeeded, if it weren't for Lexi Hooper."

     "Lexi?" Molly questioned. "But how could she have done anything without magic?"

     "I saw her that night," Jenna said in a hollow voice before Dumbledore could get the chance to reply. "Something strange was happening. Her veins... I can't explain it... but it was as if blue lights were spread through her blood."

     "What you saw, Miss Potter, was the effect of a rare and ancient magic. Or rather, a rare and ancient Potion. It is called the Concealment Potion."

"Concealment Potion?" Bill mused. None of them had heard of it before. "What does it do?"

"The Concealment Potion, once drank, will hide the person's magic within them. The magic will still exist in them, but it will merely be conceal."

"Hold up," Jenna started, her eyes widening, "are you saying that Lexi is actually a Witch? She had — she had drank this Potion thing when she was younger?"

"Precisely." Dumbledore nodded. "Lexi felt many emotions and even physical pain last night; they were enough to break the concealment and set her magic free. The blue lights that you saw which were glowing through her veins are called the Illuminers; they were acting like a shield against her magic, trying to fight her magic off from being set free. But the seal was already broken, and Lexi managed to perform a spell. She threw a Stunning spell at Sirius and threw him out of the way, and so Bellatrix's curse missed him by inches."

"How is she now?" Sirius asked apprehensively. "How is Lexi?"

"Lexi's at St Mungo's at the moment, though she's still unconscious," Dumbledore's explained. "I sent Fred a letter to let him know. I'm sure he's worried and would like to visit her. I will be going to St Mungo's tomorrow as well to see Lexi, and try to explain everything to her. After all, she's now one of us. She's a witch."

"Poor girl... But why would anyone try to conceal her magic in the first place?" Molly asked.

"Protection, I suppose," said Dumbledore. "She's been given the Concealment Potion right after she was born, so the Ministry couldn't put the trace on her. Whoever gave her this potion, was hoping to hide her from the Wizarding world."

Sirius threw a glance at Jenna, and she immediately knew what he was thinking about. Before, Sirius had his doubts about Lexi being Regulus's daughter, because she had no magical blood. But now that they found out that she had been a witch all along, it raised many questions once again. Perhaps she truly belonged to the Black family.

"I should get going now," said Dumbledore, getting up to his feet after long minutes of silence. "The soup was truly marvelous, Molly."

"Are you sure you wouldn't be staying with us longer?" said Arthur.

"Oh, no. Unfortunately, I've got much work to attend to." Dumbledore smiled at them. "But I suggest that you increase the protective enchantments around the house. Now that it has become a known fact around the world that Lord Voldemort is back, he would no longer try to keep a low profile. We shall expect more trouble from this day on."

And so, bidding everybody goodbye, Dumbledore turned around to leave. But in the last moment, he turned to face Jenna.

"Oh, and Miss Potter. Now that many people have seen that you're alive, I suppose there won't be a point in hiding anymore, even though I've made sure your name wouldn't appear in the Daily Prophet," said Dumbledore.

"So I shouldn't return to Hogwarts next year?" Jenna questioned.

"On the contrary, I think it's best to keep an eye on Harry this year as well. Although, if you wish, I don't think there will be an objection to you meeting him." Dumbledore smiled knowingly, waving them one last time. "Have a good night."