Ruslan Isaev

cloud tower

Collection

© Isaev R., text, 2016

© Helikon Plus, layout, 2016

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bitterness

Chapter 1

Dialogues about the benefits of work. 1995

It was a difficult time. The fountain in which Yura bathed graduation party, was filled with the corpses of soldiers, and they were eaten by feral dogs. It is hard to even imagine how many corpses and dogs were on the streets. And the winter, of course, stood out especially cold. The snow should have melted by now, but there was no sign of spring in the gorge where the army finally drove Magomed's detachment. The resistance forces found shelter in mountain villages, in the summer dwellings of shepherds, in abandoned pioneer camps and tourist bases.

At a time like this, every fighter counts. Therefore, Magomed did not want to kill Ali Berber. Magomed knew about the activities that Berber is carrying out to deprive him of influence. Moreover, at that moment it seemed to many fighters that the Almighty should send a miracle so that there would be hope. Everyone was tired to the last extreme and was ready for anything.

When the Berber detachment appeared on the land that Magomed considered to belong to his family, Magomed's family did everything possible to help the Berber fighters, who were completely unaccustomed to winter in the mountains and suffered severely.

Berber reminded Magomed of a communist. And not a communist bureaucrat from the collapse of the USSR, but a fiery commander Che. Just like a real communist, Berber did not care about nationality. He himself, as it were, vaguely had a nationality. In fact, Berber was a Syrian who did not graduate from the Moscow Medical Institute. It seems that he had a Russian wife there, Berber did not like to talk about it, it spoiled his shining image of a Mujahideen. Last years Berber lived in Europe as a political refugee.

The argument that Berber started was about the role of labor in society. Berber never worked, had no business, fought all his life, like his father. Only his father fought for the victory of socialism and the freedom of the working people.

- The Almighty struck the infidels with blindness. I live in Europe, and the infidels give me money - isn't this evidence of the correctness of my path?

“Freebies are a Christian theme,” Magomed objected. “Imagine that your son has grown up, does nothing, is idle and continues to beg for money. Will you please him? Why should the Almighty help the useless? “O my people! Create as much as you can. We are also active."

These words of Magomed touched Berber. In truth, he could not get a job anywhere until he found himself in the struggle, and it was his father who often helped him with money.

- I see the mercy of the Almighty in the fact that the infidels in Europe have established such orders. Otherwise, I could not devote myself to the holy cause.

“This is evidence of the stupidity of those who accepted you. You seek the mercy of the authorities. And worthy work is the search for the mercy of Allah.

- I heard from your relatives that you, Magomed, were very successful in business. It seems to me that success in business has distracted you from the true faith. Behind worldly success, you have missed the true light,” Berber said.

This phrase betrayed Berber's resentment: for Magomed, any military operation consisted of many deeds and trifles that needed to be considered and prepared. How to be in place, at what point in time people performing different tasks begin to act, why and when something can go wrong. As Magomed liked to say: "The Almighty helps the prudent." Especially carefully, he considered the escape routes, the evacuation of the wounded. The basis of the detachment was his relatives, or people of his people, his blood. “The detachment did not notice the loss of a fighter” - the song is definitely not about Magomed’s detachment. Berber did not have the talent for planning, he was hot and quick-tempered. Therefore, he had to rely more on the help of the Almighty, and his detachment suffered heavy losses. Besides, he didn't listen. good advice, not to mention following orders (although that was the condition the family set for Berber).

For the sake of the idea, Berber was ready to fight to the last highlander. The war has already reached that degree of bitterness, when the interests of the civilian population are not taken into account, but Magomed wanted victory, and not the glorious death of his family and his people.

Berber believed that Magomed had driven him into a stalemate. Berber fighters could not be denied valor and determination, but participating in joint operations, they began to look with some envy at the fighters of Magomed.

Magomed was not going to become a military leader. In the first weeks of the war, the detachment was commanded by one of the relatives, a former career officer of the Soviet army, but he died in the battles for the city. And so all my life it turned out that when the question arose about the leader, everyone looked at Magomed.

Uncle Abu said, "Sooner or later, the Berber will try to seize your power." In general, neither Magomed Musa's father, nor his younger brother, Uncle Abu, immediately liked Berber. Father said to Magomed:

The Communists were dangerous, but not very. They were able to evict us, perhaps they could destroy most of the people. But they did not touch our soul, our identity. Everyone was driven to lectures that there is no God. So I remember: a lecturer from the city speaks, the elders sit with stone faces. Children look at adults and also do not move. You can hear the fly flying. The lecturer thinks it's like knocking on a stone.

This one is more dangerous. Comes and says: "You believe wrong." To whom is he saying this? Who is he to teach us? Let him first endure so much for his faith, like your grandfather. Now a new lecturer will arrive, and this ignoramus who knows three verses will explain to me how to believe correctly? He is fighting for power, and we are just pawns in his game. If we are all destroyed, he will make a fiery speech and go to Europe to live on welfare. However, the young fool listens to him.

It is clear that the tension between Berber and Magomed was building up. And today Berber dropped in on Magomed to drink tea, discuss questions of faith and customs, and, if possible, shoot Magomed. Thus, it was a conversation of people, one of whom came to kill the person who helped him, and therefore tries to turn himself on. And the second understood this and prepared. Magomed firmly decided that the alien would not kill him on this earth.

- But, let's say, when you destroy all the infidels, who will pay you benefits? Mohammed asked.

Berber blushed.

- You would not doubt the mercy of the Almighty, and he would give you everything. And all your troubles come from the fact that you follow your custom, and not the true faith.

– It is useful and pleasant to talk with a person who knows the truth. And in what, for example, do you see the inconsistency of our customs with the true faith?

“Your women walk around with open faces, like Christian prostitutes.

Magomed was the first to draw a pistol, thus, the victory in the theological dispute remained with him.

“Let's bury the hero,” Magomed said, “he fought for our cause. The remaining brothers can join our detachment, or we will help them cross the border.

Morning. Spring 2010 Monday

From the window one could see blue mountains and white planes landing against them. On the yellow table in front of Magomed lay a notebook and an open textbook with tasks of increased complexity for applicants to the physics and mathematics departments of universities. A glass airship with the inscription "checkpoint" turned over the building kindergarten and flew back, touching the bottom of the tops of the poplars. Magomed made eye contact with the fighter standing in the opening of the glass cabin: the fighter deployed his machine gun. Magomed threw himself back on the floor; a feeling of powerlessness and anguish seized him. Fortunately, he saw a Kalashnikov leaning against the table, and a lot of cartridges were scattered on the floor. Multi-colored cartridges: yellow, red, blue, Magomed stuffed magazines with them. Lying on his back with a loaded machine gun, he experienced happiness - a sense of security. The Almighty kept him. With this feeling, he woke up. Fear had long been completely ousted from his daytime consciousness. Yes, and in a dream it was usually overcoming fear. As the father says: "We are born to overcome fear."

In the morning, Magomed always felt the need to leave the house for a few minutes. He put on sports suit and went out to walk into the garden through the bedroom doors. Magomed disliked the dampness of the Baltic climate, not even the dampness anymore, but the lack of light during the winter months. It was very dark, the way it gets dark in winter in the hours before dawn in the Baltic, when it rains endlessly. The light-absorbing sky and the black abyss of an evenly noisy bay. But it was not cold, the wind even seemed warm. Spring.

Amidst the darkness and dampness near the garage, a pillar of light shone. Under the spotlight Ahmed, younger brother, watered the car from a hose. Magomed's heart, as always, warmed up. It was not clear to the younger relatives why such a respected person personally waters a clean car with a hose. But it was a tradition, a good deal for a week, connecting them with those ancient times when Akhmed watered the VAZ-2105 in the morning heat before Magomed left for work. Magomed even then, despite his youth, was important person, and Ahmed had just returned from the army, having the title of champion of the military district in Greco-Roman wrestling from talents.

Following the Blue Rabbit

Our main character, Bloom, was the most ordinary (attention, trademark!) and, to put it mildly, a dim-witted girl. Its commonness was expressed in the fact that Bloom did not even know what fate had in store for her (in the role of Fate, of course, the developers) - to become a fairy, save Magiks and further down the list. And the closeness was that she had never heard of the misadventures of a certain girl Alice, who also had the misfortune to run after a rabbit. So let's get started...
Hand rabbit Kiko is scared to death and Bloom, as a caring hostess, decides to find out what could scare her beloved pet. I do not think that there will be problems with the management, but it's better to play it safe ... Up arrow - forward; arrow down - back; arrow left - left; right arrow - right; spacebar - jump. We approach a couple in love, politely cough and ask if they can open the gate. The guy gets up and unlocks them.

It's strange: If you approach a girl sitting on a bench, she exclaims in relief something like "What a blessing that the gates are open! I had to hang around here all night!". But it won't budge. Apparently, the night "sticking out" is not the most in the best way affected her mind.

We learn to jump, collect diamonds, torture poor trees, shaking stars out of them, and notice strange white circles - they will come in handy later. Oh yes, we also open chests. Open, shake out the stars with Enter. And here is the first enemy - an unknown red creature. We shoot with fire (or what does she have there?) - with the left mouse button, aim with the right. Having defeated the enemy, we move on. We approach the wall, next to which the "health replenisher" grows, climb it and get into a new location. Another red demon (I don’t know what it is, I’ll call it that) threatens life and health ... no, not civilians, but Kik o (a tame beast, if you remember). Naturally, Bloom can't help but intervene (SDP, Good Character Syndrome)! Now we can also place shields using the Shift button. Ah yes Bloom, well done! Having finished with the demon, we begin to pretend to be a climber, famously jumping from cliff to cliff, pulling ourselves up on our hands and deftly avoiding rockfall. Apparently, Bloom was the pride of the local sports section. Transition to a new location, regular skirmishes with demons, avoidance of falling stones - nothing special. In general, rockfall should be the least of all to be afraid of, put up a shield and not a single stone will harm you. Beauty! So we finally get to our destination and... what do we see? Another incomprehensible something takes away some kind of net from the winged blonde in orange (oh, was it a wand? But it doesn’t look like it). Because of the SDP, we have to intervene. At this point, we will see for ourselves the irrefutability of the Ordinary Girls and Boys theorem. Bloom, it turns out, is a fairy! The giant is one of the weakest Bosses in the game, so defeating him is not difficult. You can just fly in circles, and pick up mana (magical energy) that falls out of the net (just don’t take black ones, they, on the contrary, draw power), and put up a shield when flashes of white energy appear above the giant. And don't forget to throw balls especially diligently when a red arrow with a skull appears above the giant. This means that if you hit now, the damage will be more than usual. The grateful fairy Stella will tell Bloom about the Magic universe and, in particular, about the school of Alpheus (heh, Sage), where young fairies study. The path of our heroine lies there. To the new, unknown world of Magix.

Girly Hogwarts

We watch an animated video about how Bloom says goodbye to his parents and goes to school, where, finally, after listening to the headmistress's lectures, we remain left to ourselves. We immediately set off to look for our room, fortunately, this is not difficult. There is a girl standing near your door who will confirm that this is your room, and the inscription Bloom next to the names of other girls - fairies also indicates this. We go into the room, get acquainted with the neighbors and talk about the ball and handsome men - specialists. Bloom will complain about the lack of a decent dress and she will be advised to go to a local fashion designer - Luma. You can go to Luma later, but for now we will deal with side tasks (quests).

This is strange: Do not be too lazy to go into Stella's room after the conversation (she, apparently, is the "coolest", she lives alone in the room) and look at the photo of the cheerful five. And now let's think together: since we met, barely five minutes have passed, then where did the photo come from? It also shows that they do not spill water, but in order to become such good friends it takes more than five minutes...

Without exception, all side quests are built on the principle of bring / take and take / bring. The first tasks can be obtained from Flora and Stella (yellow almazik burns above the people who have a task for you). Note: After talking about the ball, just exit and go back to the location, the girls will disperse in all directions. It seems to Flora that your pet Kiko does not look happy enough. Perhaps vegetables from the ground can remedy the situation? And Stela lost her favorite earrings in the battle with the giant and is now sad. Who will help her? Bloom! But before going on assignments, it is best to take a walk to the library, where we will be taught how to solve a simple puzzle (it is necessary that several certain identical symbols appear on the turntable, lined up in a row). This is done with the r key. You can also look into the library and have a nice chat with Vizgiz, who will explain that you can purchase cards for the fairy stars contained in the machine located at the other end of the library. Now you can go to complete side quests in Gardenia. To do this, you need to go to the main gate (from which you came to Alfea) and press Enter. Now you can slowly pick carrots for Flora (grows on one of the lawns on the side), solve the riddles of white circles, thereby earning stars, dragon flower seeds (all health is replenished and one petal is added to the flower of life), moths (if you collect five pieces, Bloom receives a new strength and title). But to search for Stella's earrings, you will have to run to the very clearing where the battle took place. Earrings are almost invisible due to small flowers yellow color, but when approaching them, enter appears, so finding them is not difficult. Attention: there are TWO pieces of earrings! Left and right. I’m saying this so that you don’t become like one ... uh ... unlucky reviewer, who, foaming at the mouth, claimed that in order to get all the earrings, you have to run to the clearing TWO times (especially for him: drink yada, and then sit down to write reviews). Well, he never saw earrings, you know. You can return to Alpheus (to do this, go to the save crystal and select "return to Alpheus") and distribute items to happy girlfriends. T now you can think about yourself. We go to Luma (her room is located below, on the left, there is an inscription Looma on the room). Luma admire appearance Bloom will say that she will make a dress with pleasure if she finds scissors. We go to the ballroom (before the doors were closed there), jump (!) On the right table, run along it to the end and find the scissors. We take Luma and get a blue dress (later Luma can bring various items from which she will sew Bloom outfits, as well as sell ready-made clothes, the cost of one is 60 crystals). We run to the ballroom, everyone is already waiting for us! We watch a video where everyone is jealous of Bloom's dress. Then one of the specialists comes up to us and introduces himself as Brandon (how you communicate with him will greatly affect the finale). In order for the guy to be satisfied with your communication with him, you need to tell him about how you like Magics and sigh sadly that you can’t chat with him longer, maybe some other time? ..

Young naturalists

All good things come to an end someday. The ball is over, and ahead of us is a lesson from Professor Palladium. Rather to her! At the same time, we get another task from Flora: she always wanted to have a little Quetus Carnivorus, a predatory plant that grows only in swamps, where, in fact, we are heading. And for the Palladium, you need to find three fairies hiding in different places (white circles hanging in the air, come up, press r). So we are in the swamp. Learning new tricks: now, using the left mouse button, you can release three balls at a time and, holding the button, release energy and help (if you wish, but it’s better to help, you will receive a dragon flower petal as a reward) to Amaril and her team. Oh yes! If you see a white clover, feel free to press enter, your friends will help you (in this case, Flora will grow ivy that you can climb up). In principle, there is nothing in the swamp that cannot be dealt with. I can only say that Flora's Quetus is located next to the large Quetuses (they cannot be killed, so you need to be careful when you pass by). Also in the swamp are items for Luma: a flower and silk worms. In passing, we help specialists from the Red Fountain, who crashed because of which the troll they were carrying escaped. The task of capturing, as usual, will fall on the fragile shoulders of the fairies. And the guys are standing on the sidelines. We turn to the description of the battle. It should be noted that there is practically no sense from the girlfriends. Their attacks are weak, and you can ask them for help only once per battle (space key). Therefore, "killing" will be dealt with by Bloom. The tactics are the same, fly in a circle, put up a shield when you see that the troll starts stomping, but pick up the mana spheres in time. After the victory, we watch a cartoon - a screensaver about the appearance of witches from the Cloud Tower, who captured Techna and demand Stella's ring in exchange for her life (they think that it contains the Dragon Fire). Bloom convinces Stella to give her to the ring, because if a fight starts, Techna can get hurt. The ring is given, Techna is saved.

Didn't you wait? And here we are!

While reading the book, Bloom learns more about what Stella's ring is made of and thinks about who could tell more about the Great Dragon. In order to give Quetus to Flora, we leave again and go into the location, she will sit on the couch. Go into Muse's room - a string on her guitar is broken and a minotaur's hair is needed to replace it (for the hair she will give you a musical necklace, from which Luma will make you an outfit). Then you can take a walk to the headmistress's office, who will tell you about the Great Dragon, who created the Magic universe and settled on the planet Sparks (Spark), which became the center of magic, thanks to its strength. However, power-hungry witches destroyed the planet in search of the legendary Dragon Fire. After the conversation, you need to go to the wall and pick up a piece of paper with a strange story about witches, frightened dragons (the numbers are a code). You can go to Professor Palladium and turn in the quest, having received a well-deserved reward. There are more side quests and almost all of them are related to books. The headmistress asks you to find in the library the books she needs for her classes: "Managing the Magic Wand in Five Steps"; "How to bleach a dragon bone"; "Flora and Fauna of the Black Swamp". We go to the library and look for all the necessary books. Librarian Vizgiz, in turn, wants us to go in search of girls who did not turn in their books on time: Amaril (where would we be without her!); Pia and Nessa. Ba! So these are our "swamp acquaintances"! Nessa is in the ballroom, on the landing on the right. He asks which of the guys listed is not a specialist. Answer: Braven. Nessa gets the right answer, and we get the books. Pia is standing near the cabinet with the red tower figurine (or what is it?). She is interested in which of the things she listed is not a magical school. Answer: Cloud Fountain. Griselda (an aunt with glasses) will give one more task - she desperately needs a book on strict discipline. Amaril is in the corridor near the ballroom on the right (if you stand with your back to the gate, with which you can return to places where we have already been). Wants to know who is the director of the Alfea school. Answer: Faragonda We return to our room and watch a cartoon where the girls are thinking about how to return Stella's ring, because soon the spell control, and without the ring, she is powerless! We go down and approach the locker with the statuette of the Cloud Tower and enter the code written on the piece of paper (for the lazy: 3921). We pick up the figurine and go to the right passage (of the ballroom), where we install the figurine on a pedestal. We go into the portal that appeared in the picture. After talking with the girlfriends, take the book for Griselda on the left (glowing). Pitchers can be broken with fire. Near the glowing doors, press r, they will open. Pull the lever, a ladder will appear, climb it. Then just turn the levers, no difficulties will arise. Take the minotaur hair for the Muse from the big sleeping minotaur. Witch Room: Darcy, Icy and Stormy. Take a snowflake for Luma in the room, Stella's ring - in a pile of garbage. In the library, Bloom reads a book, where he learns a little about himself, but the headmistress Miss Griffin will spot the offenders and interrupt the fascinating reading. We get rid of stone golems, spiders and run to the end of the dining room. There we meet with the next Boss (beetle - some kind of lava). The tactics are simple: we fly, we fly, we don't stop, we pick up spheres on the go and fire balls at the freak. Having won, we look at the splash screen. After it, we find ourselves in a dark hall and go to call our parents (dramatic scene!). We hear noise in the ballroom and go there. This is true! The Witches of Cloud Tower decided to pay Alfea a return visit. We fight with a spider and see how something similar to a dragon appears from Bloom. In the video, Bloom in a dream revisits strange woman in a mask.

Stowaways and lawbreakers

Here it is new day! We go to the phone after talking with friends and call Brandon. In a conversation with him, the first remark can be any (he won’t smile at any of them, it’s best to say that Magic is my destiny), the second - thank you, it helped me and the third - can I ask you something? Brandon will give you the numbers: 0001. This is the code for the locker. Upon returning to Alfei, we approach the locker, dial the code, pick up the figurine and go to the left aisle of the ballroom and place it on a pedestal. Voila! A portal opens. But before you go there, I advise you to take a walk to the library - Techna urgently needs our help! She needs to fix a droid (a robot, apparently), but there are not enough parts (they will appear after defeating the first robot in the Red Fountain). Now you can go to the portal. We go into it and watch a cartoon screensaver about how the girls run away from the controller. The passage is elementary - we use the shield on the traps and then they will not cause any harm, they will simply be thrown aside. We turn off the protective fields with the help of levers. To drive the dragon back into the stall, we shoot with fire at the lamps, next to the stall lies the scales (Luma needs it). In order to safely get to the window and not light up at school, do not get caught by the guards (just quickly run past them). In the fight with Diaspro, it is best to fire at her, wait until she puts up a shield and then save energy for a shot (repeat until victory). Then we watch a video where we find out that Brandon is actually Prince Skye. In frustrated feelings, Bloom goes home, where the witches are waiting for her, who have found out that the Dragon Fire is in Bloom. Defeating the witches is not difficult: we fly in a circle and put up a shield in time when they cause a storm (nevertheless, they will still take the fire).

Home Sweet Home...

The witches have taken Bloom's power and Dragon Fire! You need to go to Iskra (Sparks), Bloom's home planet. But before you go... Who needs help here? Ah, Professor Palladium (standing in the ballroom)! She needs samples of crystals (in the amount of two pieces) from Iskra. As if there weren't enough of their own problems... By the way, you can finally give the book to Miss Griselda! Then we head to the teleportation room (next to the classroom). The spark will meet us very coldly, both figuratively and in the literal sense of the word. Now you can’t launch fireballs and put up a shield, you’ll have to fight back with snowballs (go to a pile of snow and press enter). Immediately after falling into the crack you will see a crystal, approach it and press enter. Here is the first sample for the professor! In order not to suffer with ice wood lice (or what is it?), I advise you to quickly rush past them and quickly jump up. In the next location you can find a green crystal for Luma, break the ice with snowballs. Defeating the ice monster is easy - wait until it hangs near one of the stalagmites, run up to it and press enter. After three hits, the monster will be defeated. We go down and move forward, almost at the very edge on the right there will be a second crystal for the Palladium. In order for the bridge to appear, you need to approach the statues with diamonds and press enter until they light up (you need the diamonds to glow at the same time). The solution of riddles: fire, month, candle, sun. In a room with a multi-colored floor, we go only along the red tiles. To unlock the door, pictures of a candle and a flower must be at the bottom. We approach our lady from dreams and watch the video. The magic is back, hooray! We run up the stairs and find ourselves outside. I advise you to save, now the battle with the next weirdo will begin. We fly in a circle without stopping, we pick up the spheres that appear after the monster exhales cold, and do not forget to shoot. Then we watch the video.

So we returned to Alfea ... Wait a minute! Why is everything on fire? Those witches again... It is necessary to go to O Cloud Tower again and return the Dragon Fire!

It's weird: Try jumping over fire for fun. Back and forth, back and forth...
Bloom won't burn in fire and won't drown in water... Doesn't it remind you of anything?;) (she's a fire fairy, idiots!) but I don't know about water...

Before you go, visit Luma's room, the girl standing next to her will give you a task - to take a note to one "nice guard from the Red Fountain". Get ready for a long run... But there will be a double reward! Also, the head of the Red Fountain, Salvador, will ask you to find your partner (he is behind the enchanted door in the Cloud Tower, in the dungeon). When you're ready, approach the green bespectacled monster in overalls, Whip (our old friend we fought at the very beginning). There are no difficulties in passing, it is worth stopping only at the puzzle with the clock (it is also not difficult, but suddenly ...): a frog, primitive, cloud with lightning. We pick up the magic ball (you need Miss Griffin). In the same location is a spider mirror for Luma. We leave the hall and go to the right - now the gate is open. In the end, it turns out that the Dragon Fire is fake and the witches created it specifically to lure Bloom into a trap. We take our feet out of the tower. On the way, the aircraft breaks down and Bloom, along with Sky, is forced to spend the night in the forest. The correct line when talking to him is: hey, take that frown away; I believe you, sky, and I know that you will not leave me in trouble; You definitely don't want to talk to me anymore. We watch a video where Bloom discovers that no one took away the Dragon Fire from her and he was in her all this time. We return to Alfea. Everything is ready for the last battle... It remains only to turn in the quests and, if desired, find points for the Whip (they lie near the main entrance next to the tree). To go fight, talk to Salvador. After the cartoon, we fight with Aisi. Together with Dragon Fire (summoned with a spacebar), she is very easy to defeat. We dodge snowflakes and pick up the spheres left after them, fly in a circle. Everything as usual. When the battle is over, we watch the well-deserved ending. If you did everything right, then Bloom will kiss Sky.

This is interesting:

Bloom's titles (every five fireflies give her a new title):

1) Fairy in training;
2) Charming pixie;
3) Brave fairy;
4) Winx Princess;
5) Enchanted diva;
6) Goddess of Fire.

Bloom attacks:

1) Normal: Fairy Fire. Strong: Prickly Wind;
2) Normal: Crystals - Surprises. Strong: Starfall;
3) Normal: Helix beams. Strong: Infusion of Fire.

Chapter 1

On September 18, 1979, Voldemort dealt another blow to the Ministry of Magic. This time, the Department of Mysteries came under attack. As a result of the use of numerous unforgivable spells, the magical balance was disturbed, and in this regard, the use of all magical items was strictly prohibited, including magic wands. It was not possible to work in the Department until the stabilization of the magic waves, now they were in complete chaos and any magic item used here acted like a match in a gassed room. All employees of the department were on the verge of a nervous breakdown, Voldemort knew where to deliver a mortal blow that would lead to irreparable consequences.

The fact is that in the Department of Secrets there was a fixation room, in which the birth of each newly-made wizard was recorded with a magic pen. Then, with the help of a spell, one of the most suitable magical schools was chosen for the child, in whose lists of this school the name was entered, and remained there until the appointed hour.

But in this moment the use of a magic pen was impossible and all the employees of the department, the so-called Unspeakables, led by the Minister of Magic, gathered for an urgent meeting, hoping to find a solution to this problem.

All those invited to the meeting had already gathered, waiting for the minister. She entered and hurried to her place at the head of the long, oak table.

Dear Colleagues! Millicent Bagnolt addressed the gathering, a note of excitement in her voice. “Today, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named struck again. Unfortunately for us, the blow fell on the most secret and important department of the ministry. I have brought you here to determine the extent of the damage and find a solution to the problems that have arisen. I consider it my duty to remind you that everything related to the Department of Mysteries should in no case leave the Ministry, this information is top secret and dedicate anyone but the Unspeakable to it. I hope everyone here understands me.

The Minister finished her speech and piercingly surveyed all those present.

I think these warnings do not make sense, madam minister, - the head of the department of secrets, Kogorn Lavri, spoke up. We all understand the gravity of the situation...

Let me decide what makes sense and what doesn't, Mr. Lavry," the Minister cut him off sharply, "better give me a report on the condition of individual rooms.

Of course Madam Minister, this second! - biting his tongue, Lavri began his report. - In the first room, the mechanism for disorienting random visitors is broken, so that anyone who enters the Department of Mysteries can freely enter any of the rooms. We put up 24/7 security. The Mind Room, Death Room, and Universe Room were not affected, unlike the Time Room. Several time-turners have been stolen and five memory pools have been smashed. There is speculation that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named wanted to enter the hall of prophecy, but the Aurors prevented him.

On what is this assumption based? the Minister asked.

A new prophecy has appeared, - Lavri paused, as if deciding on something. - It has Tom Riddle's name on it.

They all raised their heads at once and looked point-blank at Lavri.

Strengthen the security of the Department of Secrets, direct all forces to defense, - the minister came out of shock first, - Volan de Mort should not get the prophecy.

And what does the prophecy say? - Asked the newly minted Unspeakable Lucius Malfoy.

We do not know Mr. Malfoy, because the prophecies are revealed only to the one about whom they are composed, - answered Lavry.

One way or another, we must not allow the prophecy to fall into the hands of Voldemort! - the minister said with feeling.

Ma'am, could you not say his name! Lucius Malfoy voiced his request.

Why Mr Malfoy? Millicent glared at the young man. - Who made this rule? The dark magician is not worthy not only to be afraid to pronounce his name, he is not worthy of a name at all. I am not afraid of him and I do not advise you, otherwise there is no place for you here. This applies to everyone.

The Minister looked around the hall over the downcast heads of the employees.

Madam Minister - Lavri continued his report. - The Fixation Room suffered the most serious losses, the magic balance fell into complete chaos, the use of magic items in the room is fraught with dire consequences.

How long will it take to restore balance? the Minister asked.

A week may be longer. Lavry answered.

There was a murmur of indignation among the assembled.

But, Madam Minister, we cannot wait that long, just imagine how many newborn wizards we will lose, and it will be very difficult, if not impossible, to restore them to the lists! - Rising from his seat, with obvious doom, said the head of Fixing wizards, Maurice Nuclet.

Mr. Nuklet, you are absolutely right, so I turn to you for help. Dear colleagues! Millicent said as she stood up. - We should find a productive solution to this problem as early as possible, does anyone have any suggestions?

Minister Bagnolt can be clarified, - Kallidora Black decided to voice her thought. - In the Department of Mysteries, you cannot use magic items, but not magic. Am I speaking correctly? So, in the Wizards' Fixation Room, it is not the pen itself that fixes, but the spell cast on it. What prevents us from simply casting a spell, thereby recognizing the name of the wizard, then again casting the spell on the already existing name and determining this school, and manually transferring the child's name under the coat of arms of this school. The name is fixed and the deed is done.

Mrs. Black, with a self-satisfied smile, looked around at all those gathered, but hearing a mocking voice, she immediately turned her head towards the speaker.

Everything in your speech is magnificent Mrs. Black, - the man called Carnelius Fudge said self-confidently, - But! Please note that you missed a very important point. How are you going to cast the spell without a wand?

All eyes turned to Callidora, and Cornelius, with a sugary smile, began to fiddle with his pen in anticipation of the failure of the upstart Black, who was constantly ahead of him in everything that prophesied her to be Minister for Magic after Millicent Bagnolt.

Yes, Mrs. Black, your idea makes sense, but how are we going to cast the above spell without the help of wands? the Minister of Magic asked, and everyone stared inquiringly at Callidora. Mrs. Black only smiled enigmatically.

What are the elves to us? said Callidora, after a short pause, hearing with satisfaction the crackling of the quill in Fudge's hands. - We can't use magic items, but the elves don't need them, they can do magic anywhere and anytime. We just need to call on employees to donate the elves, I will personally transfer my ancestral elf Kikimer under the temporary authority of the ministry. It remains for us to teach them the spell and explain the order of work. Believe me, you can rely on their loyalty and accurate work. Thus, not a single wizard will be lost.

After finishing her inspirational speech, Callidora looked at Fudge's cancer-colored Fudge and smiled with satisfaction.

To digest everything they heard, all the employees, including the minister, applauded.

Then I entrust this matter to you, Mrs. Black, said the Minister, when the applause died down. Waiting for a response nod from Callidora, the minister continued: - With this, I consider the meeting completed, in order to proceed to the solution of the problem as soon as possible.

It was the second day of the elves' watch, and Dobby, donated by the Malfoys, was diligently doing his job.

The Fixation Room was a medium-sized circular room, with several magic school crests hung on the walls, from which a blue glow emanated. In the middle of the room was a stone pedestal, over which a magic feather had previously hovered. Now the elves have bewitched him, so that at the birth of a new wizard, a small parchment with the name of the child appeared, then the housekeeper cast a spell over the parchment. The desired coat of arms was highlighted above the name of the newly-made wizard, and then the elf manually attributed the parchment to the indicated coat of arms, where the sheet disappeared in a blue glow, entering the child's name in the school's lists, where it remained until the appointed hour.

Dobby had already cast a spell over another parchment, as the door to the room swung open with a noise, revealing the frightened house-elf, frozen with parchment in his hands, Lucius Malfoy. Something was clearly wrong with him, burning eyes and reddened cheekbones testified to this. Lucius' hands were trembling slightly.

Dobby we're going home! Malfoy called out from the doorway. “Today there will be a feast at the Manor in honor of Narcissa's pregnancy, all the houses will be needed.

Of course the master, Dobby is very glad that the Malfoys will have an heir, - the elf began to babble. - Dobby will only call Kreacher to be on duty for Dobby.

Hurry up! And don't let Merlin keep me waiting! With that, Lucius walked out the door.

Kreacher showed up right away, it wasn't his first time on duty, so he obviously didn't listen to Dobby's hasty instructions.

But this one needs to be in ... - Dobby said, handing the parchment to Kreacher, but he was not destined to finish.

Dobby, come here at once, you damned elf - an angry growl of Lucius Malfoy was heard outside the door.

Not daring to linger any longer, the frightened brownie, thrusting the parchment into Kreacher's hand, took off from his seat and hid behind the door.

Kreacher remained standing with a crumpled parchment in his hand, thinking what to do - you can't repeat the spell over the parchment.

Looking at the parchment, the old elf croaked: - Oh, girl, well then here.

The brownie approached the coat of arms with crossed wands and threw the parchment into the blue glow.

In the Atrium, a large, heavy, gilded calendar read September 19, 1979, and under the Beauxbaton coat of arms, a parchment with the name "Hermione Granger" disappeared in a blue glow.

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Chapter 2

A young boy in a mailman's uniform was lightly walking down Rosenxville Street, whistling some new local hit under his breath. Stopping in front of the house number 8, the postman reached into the bag. Rummaging a little, he took out a small bundle of letters, checking some data, the guy sent the letters to the silver mailbox. Closing the latch, the boy turned in the direction next house, but stopping abruptly and frowning his eyebrows, he again began to rummage in the bag, after 3 minutes of searching, he had a sky-blue envelope with a hard seal in his hands, turning the letter in his hands, the guy nevertheless sent a strange envelope to the rest of the mail at house number 8.

Hermione walked down the street with her mouth open, barely keeping up with her parents. Examining the numerous magical goods in the windows of Lumiere Boulevard, the girl still could not believe that she was born a sorceress. Hermione was enrolled in the Academy of Wizardry for young ladies Charmbaton, which was located in France not far from Cannes, training was conducted on French, fortunately, from childhood, Granger absorbed all the information at the speed of light, including languages. For study, a bunch was needed magic items and books that could not be found in any store known to the Grangers, the letter indicated that everything needed for study could be purchased on Lumiere Boulevard, which was located in Paris.

And now, a week after her eleventh birthday, Hermione is already pacing along Lumiere Boulevard with a bunch of paper packages. Almost all the things necessary for the school were purchased, only the school uniform remained.

The Grangers entered a nice and obviously expensive store with an elegant sign. However, contrary to expectations, there were no hangers with clothes or fitting rooms inside. In the spacious bright hall there were only a few elevations like pedestals, around one of these now a small family of wizards crowded, blocking the entire view. But they did not have to be bored for a long time, as a tall young man approached the Grangers. The young man was clearly a consultant, as he was dressed in a uniform. Flashing a white-toothed smile, the consultant turned to the buyers:

Good afternoon My name is Pierre. How can I help?

Good afternoon Monsieur! - Hermione decided to enter into negotiations herself, as her parents had little command of French. Looking around, the girl asked uncertainly: - We are looking for a school uniform, could you advise something.

Of course mademoiselle! We have the best store in Magical Paris, which specializes in school uniforms! - during his eulogy, Pierre waved his arms furiously. - Are you a future student of Beauxbatons? Because we don't serve students from other magical schools?

Pierre suddenly frowned and looked suspiciously at Hermione, who immediately felt uneasy and hurried to confirm the fact that she was a future student of Beauxbatons. After an affirmative nod from Granger, the consultant's face immediately returned to its former friendly look, he turned around, inviting Hermione to follow him, moved to the nearest pedestal. The elevation turned out to be enchanted, dressing the buyer in the desired costumes at the behest of the consultant.

Thus, after 3 hours of fitting and wrangling, tired, but terribly pleased, Hermione left the store loaded with several paper bags, with company logo.

The rules of the school required to have: casual outfit consisting of a silk dress with long sleeve, top jacket, low-heeled shoes and a silk hairband. Weekend or formal attire, consisting of a blouse, skirt, light cape, similar shoes, ribbon and a pretty hat. It was also supposed to have a night set of clothes, consisting of a long, silk nightgown with long sleeves and white socks, classic riding outfit, dancing outfit. The whole uniform was sky blue and in addition, the academy coat of arms was embroidered on all clothes.

Hermione and her parents were already planning to go home, but the girl noticed a bright sign that read: "Pets and more." Entering the store "just to look" as her parents naively believed, Hermione's eyes were immediately rushed by a snow-white cat with large yellow eyes. The girl couldn't take her eyes off the animal, which in turn stared curiously at Hermione. Noticing his daughter's obvious interest in the animal, Mr. Granger, despite his wife's protests, moved to the cashier, without hesitation for a minute, he paid for the purchase. Hermione left the store not alone, but with a new friend - a snow-white cat with huge eyes, which was immediately given the name - Musette.

Almost a year had passed since the Grangers shopped on Lumiere Boulevard, and finally the long-awaited day of departure to school had arrived. Hermione hadn't been herself since morning, constantly checking to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything or adjusting her hair band over and over again. At 0900, flight number 3.5 departed at the Paris airport, to which the Grangers were already in a hurry. Entering the airport, they looked around for a guide, a short man in all blue approached the family and asked them to follow him.

The unknown went along the extreme corridor, which ended in a dead end. But stopping at the wall, the man looked around and whispered something, after which the wall disappeared into the air, revealing an unprecedented picture to those present.

Behind the wall, a passage opened to a huge wind platform, on which stood many skillfully carved carriages, each carriage was harnessed by six large horses with a silvery mane.

Nearby stood a woman in a light gray robe, with the word “freshmen” hovering over her.

After seeing all the wonders one more time, Hermione turned to her parents. Yes, knowing that you are a witch and learning how to do magic is wonderful, but at the same time, Hermione did not want to leave her parents. She had never left them for such a long time, and she did not want to leave. Tears welled up in her eyes, but Granger smiled at her parents.

I love you, Mom! the girl whispered, hugging her mother tightly.

Be smart dear! - Mrs. Granger hugged her daughter tighter, - Write more often. I love you so much!

Don't be bored dad! - trying to sound cheerful, but at the same time, swallowing tears, Hermione found herself in the arms of her father. - I love you!

I love you too baby! - said Mr. Granger, releasing his daughter - Hey, don't hang your nose!

Hermione smiled one last time at her parents and turned around to face the woman who greeted the first years. Having handed over the suitcase and Musette in luggage, the girl approached the escort.

Is your name Mademoiselle? the woman asked in a very friendly manner.

Hermione. Hermione Granger madam." Hermione answered just as kindly.

Carriage number seven mademoiselle. - Something, having noted in a large notebook, the guide informed, and immediately turned her attention to the newly approached first-year students.

Hermione had no choice but to go in search of carriage number 7. Almost immediately noticing the right number, the girl went to the right carriage, which was not very large in appearance. Stretching out her hand to the carriage door, Hermione was about to open it, but then the door itself abruptly opened, knocking the girl to the ground. It took Hermione a few seconds later to focus her eyes on the perpetrator, who was standing in the carriage doorway with her hands to her lips.

It was clearly Hermione's age, a short girl dressed in a school uniform, with a light long braid that was thrown over her shoulder. The culprit of the accident looked restlessly at Hermione for several moments with her huge blue eyes, then suddenly jumped out of the carriage.

Running up to Granger, the girl helped her up.

Excuse me, I accidentally! I just wanted to know why it's taking us so long to leave! - the girl chattered meanwhile brushing off a little shocked Hermione, - Oh, you are a first year! Me too! My name is Ongel Delon, and once again, please excuse me.

Nothing happens to anyone. I am Hermione Granger. - Hermione introduced herself as friendly as possible, new acquaintances will definitely not interfere with her.

Let's get to know Hermin. - Ongel obviously had a hard time pronouncing the long English name.

Hermione.- the Englishwoman gently corrected.

Oh sorry Hermaon! - the Frenchwoman was mistaken again.

You know, I liked the first option better, - Hermione rightly remarked, to which they laughed merrily.

After the guide in a stern voice ordered everyone to take their places, and Hermione was greatly surprised to find that the inside of the carriage was much larger than the outside. A small-looking carriage was designed for 10 people. They took their places and the carriages soared into the air, leading everyone present to wild delight. Flying near Ongel was very exciting, Hermione learned a lot about the school, its departments and about France. Onzhel, in turn, listened with genuine interest about England and its stiff foundations, constantly asking again. So 3 hours of the journey passed imperceptibly and another hour could have passed, but someone exclaimed:

Look! Arrived!

Everyone stuck together to the windows of the carriage. Through the clouds, Hermione could barely make out the blue tops of the Beauxbaton towers.

Chapter 3

Through the Looking Glass

Academy of Magic for Young Ladies Beauxbatons - a French school of magic, located on the southern coast of the country, near Cannes in the wonderful Primordial Valley. Charmbaton is protected from the eyes of ill-wishers or random Muggles by a powerful magical barrier, which is not only anti-apparition, but also material, that is, it is physically impossible to pass through it. In addition to the barrier, the castle is guarded by many protective and repulsive spells, so it is simply impossible for uninvited guests to get there.

But if you still managed to see Beauxbatons at least out of the corner of your eye, then this moment will become the most memorable in your life. The magnificent white castle reached the blue tops of the towers to the fluffy clouds, and the highest of them was completely lost in the sky. The academy was located in a small green valley on the edge of a cliff. Next to it, at a short distance, the Heavenly River flowed, smoothly skirting the castle and falling into the abyss of the cliff, forming a Crystal waterfall of amazing beauty. Often in the early morning, fog crept up to the foot of the castle, entangling everything around with a white veil. The appearance of Beauxbatons literally screamed that it was designed specifically for sophisticated, gentle and charming girls. The feeling of being in the Primordial Valley was like being in the most beautiful and bewitching dream of your life.

The castle was huge, but at the same time did not have a single abandoned or empty building. All rooms, halls and corridors were furnished in accordance with people's fantasy of castles in the air, where you want to fly away, never returning to the dusty land. Many unprecedented flowers of amazing beauty, standing in fragile porcelain vases, filled the castle with a pleasant intoxicating aroma.

But there are angels in heaven, right? Is not it? Our heavenly castle was no exception, every day hundreds of young girls flew lightly along the blue carpet paths and light-colored parquet, who were not inferior to real angels either in beauty or in grace. Hundreds of amazing creatures with perfect manners, posture and bewitching eyes could easily charm any person and not only...

Upon admission, students were divided into faculties, of which there were three in Sharmbaton: Sophistic, Juntyess and Altemons. The ceremony was held in the Marble Hall - one of the main premises of the school. The marble hall was an amazing architectural phenomenon, it was a huge room, with a domed roof decorated with intricate stucco, the hall fully justified its name by the fact that the walls, floor and even the ceiling were built of light marble. Along the walls were many marble columns entwined with all sorts of flowers, and in the gaps between them stood statues of mythical heroes carved from ice. Surprisingly, despite the fact that the temperature in the room was quite high, the sculptures did not melt, and thanks to magic, for thousands of years they looked at the inhabitants of the old castle with their transparent pupils. Everyone understood that it was impossible to create such accurate and magnificent works of art with the help of magic, but no one ever wondered how they appeared here.

Centuries ago, the most famous and powerful Veela in history, Sevive Sharmbati, decided to build her own castle to match her delicate appearance and gentle nature. The main task was to find a suitable place for the castle to hide it from the eyes of Muggles and other detractors, but at the same time, the area where the palace would be located had to be to the liking of the fastidious Veela. After two years of fruitless searching, Sevive finally found exactly what she was looking for. A wonderful valley surrounded by a ring of mountains, and even with a river and a waterfall. She was immediately ransomed and surrounded by powerful protective charms. Construction has begun. Sevive controlled everything - from the color of the walls to the shade of the parquet, it was thanks to the excellent taste of this woman that after only a few years, the majestic Charmbaton Castle, named after its mistress, towered on the once empty clearing. First of all, Sevive gave instructions to build pens for her animals: the Hungarian Horntail - June, the unicorn Altemons, and the Loned female Pegasus - Sophie. Sevive loved her animals, even if each had a peculiar and individual disposition. The pen for animals was built in a matter of months.

But Seviv worked on the marble hall for five whole years, she did not attract any designers or sculptors from magical world, and for everyone it remained a mystery what was happening behind the carved doors of the Marble Hall.

Sevive understood that although magic is a wonderful thing, it is not at all durable, and if she wants to create an unprecedented castle, she must think more broadly. So hundreds of Muggle sculptors appeared in the Marble Hall, who, losing and freezing their fingers, carved sculptures from ice for days on end, but it was worth it. No one in the magical world could boast of such an amazingly beautiful hall, from the walls of which the heroes of magical myths looked with their icy gaze, the windows of which amazed with their picturesque stained-glass windows. Sevive was pleased with her offspring, with Beauxbatons she was one single organism, for the first time the Veela felt at home. But the years passed, Seviv had no children, no husband, for all her life Beauxbatons was and remains her only creation, and three already quite old animals made up the whole family of the greatest woman in history.

Soon, one of Seviv's favorites, the tailhorn June, died, she died of old age, having burned herself with her own fire, as all dragons die. Seviv was upset, June's death foreshadowed the imminent death of Altemons or Sophie, and then her ... The only one who will not die from the Seviv family is her castle, her creation. But what will happen to him after the death of the mistress? She asked herself this question after June's death, standing on the cliff, peering blankly into the transparent spray of the Crystal Falls. Sophie came quietly behind her, nuzzling her wet, gray nose into Sevive's hand. Altemons, meanwhile, decided not to approach the hostess, lying majestically in the clearing.

What will become of us...?

Sevive asked this question not only to herself, but also to the gray pegasus with intelligent eyes, who bowed her head so obediently, the majestic unicorn, proudly perched nearby on the green grass, June's recently departed tailhorn, whose death she did not fully realize. And most importantly, to your castle, they will all leave sooner or later, and it will remain dilapidated and destroyed - slowly dying. Seviv closed her eyes, imagining how, without the support of magic, the ice sculptures created by the great masters would melt, how white marble would fade, how deep cracks would appear in the walls, how flowers would wither, and their aroma would replace the musty smell of mold, so quickly capturing the castle in its swamp vise.

Smoothly thoughts flowed to his own death. What a grand event this will be for the entire magical world. Surely they will arrange a luxurious funeral with a sea of ​​\u200b\u200bflowers, sigh and disperse. And then no one will ever visit a lonely grave with a simple chamomile, and not with a bouquet of pompous lilies. No one will cry and remember. And after many years, no one will even remember that the most beautiful woman of all times and peoples rests in this grave.

What was good about her life? Yes, they idolized her for her appearance, but did not want to love her for her soul. They looked for a glimpse of her glory, but did not look for friendship. There was no one in her life, except for one person, little girl Justine, with whom she had been friends since school years. Yes, school, if you could call them that. Mother gave Seviv to the only, and therefore the elite school of magic in France. Where is the blond angel, dressed in a long black dress, prohibiting loose hair. The Schwanengard school would have been a living hell for Sevive if she hadn't met Justine. The girls quickly became friends and often surreptitiously violated Schwanengard's strict rules. But soon a terrible thing happened, Justin was expelled. During the lesson ballroom dancing, two strands came out of Justine's tight braid, playing so cute on the girl's red cheeks. This did not escape the strict matron Madame Tonchet, she accused Justine of having allowed carelessness in her hair like the last slutty girl from the port of Marseille. Not only was she negligent, she also twisted her curls with a spell, which in those days was considered very vulgar. Sevive tried to stand up for her friend, saying that her hair was naturally curly, but Justine was expelled anyway, and Sevive was flogged for impudence.

The back seemed to be still burning from the merciless blows with rods and lashes, which were repeated again and again for all 10 years of training. How often, lying in bed, Seviv cried and dreamed of a different reality, that there were no such strict rules and black robes. About the fact that the released curls were not considered a symbol of dishonor. I wanted to be happy, to really get into a fabulous place, where every object would remind you that you are a magician. Go to a place where everything just breathes magic. Where you want to live...

Sevive widened her eyes.

I found a solution...

A small group of girls in silk dresses sat comfortably next to a large fountain in the center of the Beauxbatons backyard. The girls laughed and joked merrily, unaware that they were being watched. A small balcony covered with green ivy overlooked the backyard. On it, leaning against the stone railing, stood a tall, slightly thin man, carefully watching the children. A little further on in a wicker chair, Sevive sat with a glass of wine, exposing her face to the September sun.

Do you think it's right? - asked the man, not even turning to his interlocutor. - What we're doing, right?

I don't think I know that this is possibly the most important mission of my life.

Sevive stood up and, placing the glass on the table, slowly approached the man. Looking at the happy faces of the frolicking girls, she couldn't help but smile.

And yet, Viv, founding a school is a very difficult and responsible task, the Ministry is already preparing an audit…

To hell! The Ministry, with all its checks! I can finally leave a mark in this life, become immortal, and you are talking about some kind of ministry.

Viv you're already immortal! Aren't you the most beautiful woman in the world? the man tried to protest.

And what? Who will remember this? For everyone, I am just a picture, and I want to be something more than a useless decoration, to be remembered with gratitude.

The man sighed and, turning to the woman, stroked her blond curls.

You've always been a weirdo, Sharmbati. I came up with some other faculties.

I just want to capture in history not only my name, but also those who are no longer with us.

Sevive wrapped her arms around herself, lowering her head.

How is Sophie?

Last night she left us .. - she answered quietly, without raising her head.

There was a silence, diluted only by the cheerful laughter of the departing girls. The sun was already setting below the horizon, painting the Primordial Valley in orange colors. It will always be warm here, always magical ...

I named the departments after them. Their qualities are the foundation. Raising her head, the Veela looked after the retreating girls in golden silk dresses. - They would have liked June, the same kind, brave, friendly.

Yes, with Juntjess sometimes it is especially difficult, whether it's the Sophist: they sit like mice, listen, remember. It's expensive to see. The man smiled as he watched Seviv brighten up.

Yes, Sophie reassured me many times, she knew how to listen. Unlike Alti. Sevive smiled bitterly as she said the unicorn's name. "He hated it when I called him that."

Altemons, of course, is a wayward faculty, but what lovely girls got there, you can’t take your eyes off. Although sometimes you have to fight with their arrogance ...

Thanks Dick! Thank you for being with me! Sevive abruptly crossed the distance separating them and hugged the man tightly. Tears of gratitude rolled down her cheeks.

Well, what are you, what are you, silly, you know, I will not leave you. - The man whispered, gently stroking the weeping woman's hair.

When Sevive announced her decision to found her own school, no one even raised an ear, not believing in the seriousness of these intentions. No one perceived a fragile-looking woman as a strong and independent person, no one was in a hurry to help. The Wizengamot denied Seviv permission to recruit and train children. After the trial, Sevive was already thinking of giving up and quitting this venture, but a man approached her, introducing himself as Dick Donaghan and offering his help. After three years of hard work, recruiting teachers, and refurbishing the castle, permission to enroll students was granted, and the school was listed on the magical lists as the Academy of Magic for the young ladies of Beauxbatons. A new task arose before them - how to distribute students to faculties? But it was resolved rather quickly. Sevive went to the Muggle world for the masters of jewelry, bringing about two dozen of them, ordered to build a golden arch of unprecedented beauty. While the craftsmen worked, Sevive went to Sophie's pen. Riding a pegasus, she soared into the sky, going to Mount Roke, where Altemons' grave and June's ashes were located. There were two snow-white monuments on a small green plateau. The first was engraved with the inscription Altemons, the second June. Approaching the monuments, Seviv took out a magic wand, reciting a long spell. A few minutes later, two silvery ghosts of her so dearly beloved animals appeared before her. Back to the castle, they flew already all together.

When the arch was finally completed, Sevive performed a complex rite over it, to infuse the soul into the object. It took a lot of effort to prevent the artifact from turning dark, but when the ghost of the dragon and unicorn disappeared into the air, plunging into the archway, the Veela breathed a sigh of relief, she succeeded. Now her friends would be forever imprisoned in the Arc of the Three, as Sevive called it, determining the fate of the future students of Beauxbatons. Sevive used only a small part of Sophie's soul in the ritual, and now there was only one thing left to pray for, so that the whole soul would not join her small part.

It took about a year to prepare the castle, school uniform, emblems and school coat of arms. And now, just five years later, they are standing on the balcony, watching their own students.

You know, Dick. - Sevive whispered into her friend's shoulder, - now it's not scary to die.

Don't talk nonsense, Viv, you still have to live and live.

Dick, you know Veela don't age outwardly, in fact, I'm already very old,” she said, pulling away from the man. - Promise me one thing, take care of Beauxbatons after my death.

Don't go crazy, Sharmbati - the man tried to turn away.

Just promise. Sevive whispered, looking hopefully at her friend with her sky blue eyes full of hope.

Fine. Donaghan gave up. - I promise.

Nodding silently, the woman turned towards the sun, which had almost set below the horizon. How beautiful this amazing veila was in the rays of the sunset, Dick never ceased to be amazed at her beauty, and not only on the outside, she was beautiful in soul. Donaghan turned around and took a few steps, intending to leave, but at the very door he turned around.

By the way, I like your new hairstyle. Having said that, he left, closing the door behind him.

Hermione walked in a column of freshmen, admiringly looking around. She had never seen such a wonderful and magical place. The freshmen trotted after the tall lady, who met them at the windmill and invited them to follow her. There were three in the hall long tables, the color of the tablecloth which corresponded to the faculty. The girls of the upperclassmen sat at the tables, looking meticulously at the newcomers, which made Hermione uncomfortable. Perpendicular to the three tables was the teacher's table, behind which the teachers sat, examining the newcomers with an interested look. From all this tense situation, Hermione wanted to become invisible or fall through the ground, but she found an activity that distracted her: the girl began to look around the hall, the ceiling and the nymphs frolicking under it with all her eyes, gradually her eyes fell on the walls, on the ice sculptures, which were in abundance here to distract. Here: Orpheus, with his golden harp, knelt before Hades in a plea to return his beloved, here: Gorgon Medusa, bared her fangs, and the snakes prepared to attack, here: Merlin, with a beard fluttering in the wind. Hermione already wanted to look at something else, as she noticed the sculpture very beautiful woman, her hair was loose and reached almost to her ankles, two strands, as if by accident, got out of her hair, falling nicely on her neat cheeks, her hands folded in front of her, casually holding a thin magic wand. On the face is an expression of real feminine mystery, and a soft half-smile and kind, albeit made of ice, eyes seem to promise that everything will be fine.

Looking at the sculpture, Hermione did not notice that the column of first years had stopped moving, and inadvertently ran into a girl walking in front. Fortunately, no one noticed this, because the collision was weak, but apparently very noticeable, because the girl walking in front angrily looked at Hermione.

The column disbanded into a small crowd in front of the teacher's table.

You have to watch where you are going! - Someone hissed very close.

Hermione turned sharply and saw the very girl she had bumped into. She glared at Hermione with her black eyes, apparently expecting a response.

Sorry, I didn't mean to. - Hermione decided to find a compromise than to make enemies on the first day of school.

The attacker, obviously not expecting an apology, was taken aback, but soon, taking her hands in herself, she could not restrain herself from a sarcastic answer:

And how did you even get invited here, you uncouth redneck?

Hermione chose to ignore the remark and turned back to the teacher's desk, where a very tall woman had risen from her seat, about to give her acceptance speech.

I welcome you all to the Academy of Magic for young ladies Beauxbatons, my dears. I am the director of this school, Olympia Maxim. - The director began her speech.

I am happy to see you here today. I am glad to tell you that it is a great honor for you, freshmen, to be here, because Beauxbatons is one of the best schools in the entire wizarding world. Look around, at your future older girlfriends who have spent more than one year or two here. I will do my best to bring up the same sweet, charming and sophisticated ladies from you, but please note that success depends only on your desire and efforts that you will make. Good luck!

The whole hall applauded in unison, the director sat down. A lady stepped forward, escorting them from the wind platform, holding a large scroll in her hands.

After hearing your name, climb the pedestal and go through the archway. She said, pointing to the side.

Hermione followed the woman's hand with her eyes and saw a golden arch of incredible beauty, it seemed that all of it was woven with thousands of spiders from many golden threads, decorated with unprecedented flowers. In its opening, the air swayed in a special way, reflecting in several colors, forming something like a smoke curtain. The arch was located on a small hill, to which three steps led, on the other hand there were also steps for descending. The stair railings were of the same design as the arch.

Abol Violet. the woman read. A frightened girl stepped out of the crowd and timidly moved towards the stairs. Having overcome them, she hesitantly looked back at the other first-year girls, as if looking for support, but stumbled upon the impatient look of the escort, closing her eyes, she stepped through the archway.

And then, before Hermione's eyes, a real miracle finally happened. The air around Violet sparkled with silver light, and the girl's blue uniform gradually began to take on a new pearly gray hue, and the patch depicting the school crest now depicted a silver pegasus. Still with her eyes closed, Violet emerged from the archway, in a completely new image.

Sophistics! - sang the nymphs hovering over the arch.

All the girls seated at the far right table in pearl gray robes applauded, welcoming the new man into their circles. Violet quickly ran down the steps, rejoining her House.

The most brainy students study at this faculty. - Whispered in Hermione's ear standing next to Ongel.

Don't tell me, they're all creepy nerds. - There was a voice next to Onzhel. Both girls immediately turned to face the speaker. She turned out to be a dark-skinned girl with fluffy hair, who already seems to be starting to get bored, although the ceremony has just begun.

Bradshaw Destiny. - the woman announced the next name from the list.

And here is my turn! - the dark-skinned girl was delighted, heading for the archway, without the slightest hint of excitement. - Even faster than I expected.

Destiny's uniform, unlike Violet, acquired a golden-beige hue, and instead of a pegasus, the girl flaunted a small golden dragon on her chest.

Juntyess! - the nymphs rang out with silver bells, to which the leftmost table applauded joyfully.

And in Juntesse they value your inner qualities! Angel explained.

With each distributed student, Hermione's heart beat faster, her palms sweated, and her legs did not want to obey at all, she was ready to faint with excitement, unlike the joyful Ongel, who was looking forward to her name.

Vardy Veruca.

And then someone deliberately shoved Hermione's shoulder, passing by. In the girl, who was climbing the stairs to the archway, Hermione recognized the vermin she had stumbled upon. She definitely didn't want to be in the same house as Veruca, but she was still terribly curious about where she would be placed. When Veruca's form turned pearly, with a barely perceptible pink tint, a snow-white unicorn shone on her chest, and the nymphs sang a sonorous: "Altemons". Hermione, without waiting for Ongel's explanation, asked herself about what qualities are valued in Altemons.

Onzhel wrinkled her forehead, depicting a grimace of thought.

It's very hard to understand," she finally said after a moment's silence. “But in Altemons they value beauty and vanity. But I just don’t understand, isn’t vanity your inner quality?

Hermione shrugged vaguely, unsure how to respond to Ongel's reasoning. Yes, Altemons was perfect for Veruca. Even though she was an impossible bastard, there was no denying that she was quite beautiful. Yes, the magic arch knew its job. Here thoughts returned to their own destiny. What if it doesn't fit any faculty? What if Madame Maxime sent her home? After all, she is not as beautiful as Veruca or Ongel. But Hermione's anxious thoughts were cut off the moment her name was called out.

Granger Hermione.

As if numb, Hermione stood motionless for a few seconds, then began to frantically look around, as if hoping to find another Granger who would pass the distribution for her. But Ongel, seeing her friend's confusion, gently pushed Hermione towards the archway. As if in a fog, not believing everything that was happening, Hermione slowly made her way to the steps. It seems that she was ready to give up and run away somewhere. But then her eyes accidentally fell on a charming girl in a pearl pink uniform, who, noticing the strong excitement of the freshman, winked reassuringly and lifted up thumb. Receiving some slight encouragement, Hermione shook her head and boldly walked towards the archway. In a matter of seconds, having overcome the steps, she, closing her eyes, stood in the opening. The sensations were simply magical, it seemed to Hermione that she felt a breath of wind, and how someone carefully sniffed her, then thousands of sparkles seemed to fall from the ceiling, tickling her bare neck and arms. Hermione felt that something was happening, something was changing.

She opened her eyes sharply when she heard the sweet singing of the nymphs.

Godwin, what the hell?! Jack shouted in rage, waving his arms. Crowe stood directly in front of the director and looked at him inquiringly, Jack and Yusei stood on the sides of him, and Aki, Lua and Luka at the back. - No not like this. What the fuck are you alive?! Silence fell in the office where the company was located. Godwin adjusted his glasses on his nose and said with a very serious look: - Girls, I understand your indignation, but we must cooperate with the Cloud Tower witches, otherwise Lord Darkar will have the code. "We can't let that happen," Rudger confirmed. Like his younger brother, he was dressed in a dress, but, unlike Rex, it was dark. - Girls, do you agree or not? - Yes what we, to hell, girls?! Atlas was furious, slamming his fist on the table. He turned around and left the office, it must have been "loudly slamming the door", but, alas, the guy tore it off its hinges and threw it aside. "I don't know what's going on here, but it's definitely not worth freaking out," Yusei thought, looking at a short light green top that barely held Aki's lush breasts. “Miss…” he began, looking at Godwin, but stopped short when he realized that he did not know his new name. "Faragonda," the director continued. “Miss Faragonda, she's a little out of her mind and—” “No fairy wants to work with witches,” Rudger snapped, baring his teeth. - But, I must admit, I did not expect such a reaction from Stella. At least, because she is a princess. - Bloom, Flora, Techna, Musa and Layla, talk to Stella and go to the Cloud Tower, but don't forget that your grades there will go to the report card here. - Goodbye, Miss Faragonda, we'll talk to Stella, don't worry! - Crowe said in a cheerful and cheerful voice, unexpectedly for himself, after which he turned around and left the office with the rest of the team. - Pochintus! shouted Faragonda, appearing near the men. The door was engulfed in yellow light, and it stood in its rightful place. - Are you sure that this will be a good lesson for my girls and yours ... - You can say they are subordinates, - Godwin said a little dreamily, hinting to the sorceress with a look that he was tired of this outfit, she snapped her fingers, and the gray suit he was used to appeared on the former director of the Public Safety Bureau. - Dream on, brother, - Rudger grinned, and leaned on the table. “They will study at the school of witches, the students will be bewitched, so instead of the real me they will see you,” the man looked at the disgruntled Griffin, who appeared with his colleague, “and the 5D’s team will receive a wonderful lesson. “First you two try to take over the world, and then you take revenge for being defeated,” the witch chuckled. - Reminds me of someone. True, I sincerely do not understand why it is necessary to move this trinity. “Perhaps the Trix witches will also get a good lesson by visiting the Neo-Domino technology city,” Faragonda smiled. - Maybe some tea? - I would not refuse, - Rex beamed. Few people knew, but the director was very fond of all sorts of gatherings with cookies and tea. Even Jack, who hung around him for about two years, and Yeager, who is his deputy. In fact, when Yusei and his team defeated the Godwin Brothers, they went to Momentum, but it turned out that they ended up in Magix, where they met Faragonda and Griffin. And after some time they offered to arrange a test for their wards with movement in dimensions. The 5D "s team walked through the corridors of the palace they were unfamiliar with and was silent. Although they were in this strange place for the first time, they knew where to go. Approaching the door with the inscription "Bloom, Stella, Muse, Flora, Techna and Leila", Crowe pulled it towards him and went inside. Jack was lying on the pink sofa and reading a glossy magazine. - Jack, your name is Stella, and I'm Bloom. You are a princess. And I live in the same room with Flora, - began Hogan, for which he received a pillow in the face and fell. - I will not live in the same room with him! - Aki answered categorically, looking at the redhead. - Yes, why should she live with Crowe? - Yusei said a little indignantly, which is not typical for a brunette. - Because we were settled like that, - Luka seemed the most adequate in this company. - There are three of us in general! Yusei and sister!" "Yes, Jack is the best, or rather, Stella, she lives alone," Aki sighed, deliberately calling the blond girl a girl, and he grimaced as if he had just eaten a lemon or drunk bitter coffee. "Luca, pack your things, you are moving in with me, I will not leave you in the company of perverts. - But ... - Crowe tried to be indignant, as a flower appeared near him, similar to the Black Rose Dragon, and wrapped around the guy like a liana. - No "buts"! - the girl pulled Luka into her room, and after a couple of minutes, all this time the guys were trying to free Hogan, a red suitcase with things flew out from behind the door, successfully hitting Lua's face. - What is going on in this world? Fairies, witches, codex, Lord Darkar? .. - Crow shouted into the void and thought that it would not hurt the vines to burn as they flared up, and he freed himself. - Well, the code is a document, - the green-haired one began, but was interrupted by Yusei: - In this world, "code" means something else. Not a document, - Yusei attached forefinger to the lips. “Perhaps this is the thing on which the integrity of the magical dimension depends…” “Did you understand what you said yourself?” Don't talk nonsense! - Jack got angry and stamped his foot. - But Muse is right, Stella, - the guys looked at the girl who came into the room. She was wearing a white tank top, leather miniskirt, leggings and boots. Smiling sweetly, she continued, “The Codex is a four-part mystical artifact that can summon the power of Relix. Lord Darkar has already received one part. The one that was in the Red Fountain. There are three left: here, in the Cloud Tower and in the Pixie Settlement. Faragonda told me about your memory loss after the stresses you experienced at a concert of experts and a party in Gardenia. But you can tell me everything. After what Flora did for me, I'm ready for anything! "She's strange..." Lua whispered into Jack's ear. - You're not weird. You stand in a tank top and breeches and say something! - Oh, and himself something! At least I'm in breeches, you're even in a miniskirt! Be quiet! - the boy showed his tongue to a friend. - Leila, it's good that we don't live in the same room, I would have killed! - shouted Jack and he stopped himself. - Why did I speak in a squeaky voice from a woman's face?! “Congratulations, you almost became Stella,” Aki scoffed. The girl looked inquiringly at the girl who entered, subtly hinting that she did not know her. - Mirta. - Mirta, we agree to go to Cloud Tower Castle, take us there. - I protest! Jack boomed. - Stella, do not boil, if this is the only way to return to our world, then we must do it, - Yusei put in the word. Yes, we are one team! - Luka shouted happily and put her hand forward. The others put their hands on hers. - And together we are the Winx Club! Crowe said cheerfully. Everyone looked at him in surprise. - It was not me, leave me alone! “By the way, guys, I just noticed,” Aki began, as if preparing the guys for something terrible, “how do you walk in twelve-centimeter heels?” The guys stood for a second in place, and then together fell to the floor. - Indeed, how have you not broken your neck yet! Lua exclaimed. - Shut up, Layla, you're in sneakers, - Crowe muttered, rubbing his ass. Mirta put her hand to her mouth to keep from laughing. She, like all the personalities of the magical dimension, thanks to the spells of Faragonda and Griffin, saw the 5D's team in the form of Winx - girls. Their behavior was very comical. - And Yusei was also lucky, - Luka sighed with relief. - No heels will prevent Jack Atlas from walking! - the blond got up, walked two meters and fell again. “Walking in heels is an art, and it takes months to learn,” Aki giggled and walked around the room with Luka. “But if you can’t comprehend it perfectly, my plants can help you,” the former witch watched with interest as a flower came out of a pot on the windowsill, increased in size and wrapped around Atlas. - Girls, what are you doing? Rudger and Rex entered the room. - We? Yes, nothing ... - Aki wound a strand of darkened hair and smiled. The plants that wrapped around Jack and hung him upside down, causing the guy's skirt to fly up, disappeared, so he fell to the floor. - Go to Cloud Tower Castle immediately and protect the codex! Rudger snapped. - And Mirta will be your guide, - the woman turned around and left, along with the headmistress. - To protect the code? - Mirta asked as positively as possible, because the guys were not laughing when they were chased by a flock of flowers that came out of the pot. The Winx who came to the Cloud Tower Castle were met by teachers Ediltrut and Zarathustra, who embarrassed Lua very much, because of which he even burst into tears, and he had to be calmed down. Despite the brutal duels in Neo-Domino against the Dark Chosen and the "journey" to the old Satellite, the boy was still afraid of various terrifying things and people. For example, the head teacher of the Cloud Tower. He called them witches, and they only thanked the boy. Ediltrut and Zarathustra led the fairies to their rooms, briefly related the history of the castle, and left. The girls lived in twos, Mirta settled in with her former classmate, Lucy. Lua was placed with Yusei, Crow with Jack, and Aki with Luka. - And what's going on here? - asked the latter, lying down on the bed. - No idea. If I'm not crazy, then we are fairies. I, for example, nature, - Izayoi raised her hand up, and on the gloomy walls of the castle began to spread beautiful roses. - So much more fun. - And I'm a technology fairy and my name is Techna, - the girl sighed. “We should protect the codex, and then we will return, I think so,” the red-haired woman smiled. - Burning, burning! - I heard from the next room. The girls, like the rest of the witches, looked out into the corridor and were very surprised. Crowe stood in the middle, wearing a pink bra and ruffled briefs. He was breathing heavily and looked dumbfounded at Jack, who appeared in the doorway of the room. He was wearing a slightly torn skirt and top. - Idiot! What did you do?! "What you asked for," the blond shrugged. It's not my fault your clothes are so thin. You asked to be dry. - Buck! Dry, not burn! And what do you want me to do? And what the hell is my bra on?! The redhead looked around and blushed. “I don’t know what happened to you there, but, here,” Aki put her hands forward, and clothes appeared on Crow. - Do not thank, - the performance ended and the witches began to disperse. "You're so good at magic." Fudo smiled as he looked at the girl, who nodded. - What actually happened? Lua asked, pulling his suddenly curled green hair into a ponytail. “Bloom drank juice and spilled it, I decided to dry it,” Jack began, but covered his mouth with his hands. - Again this bullshit! Go to sleep! The boy groaned, turned around and walked into the room. "Guys, I'm afraid to sleep with him," Crowe began, turning to his current classmates, but they were gone. The redhead shrugged and walked over to the blonde. Yousei and Lua returned to their room, taking advantage of their friend's distraction. Perhaps in real life, Fudo would not have done such a thing, but now he had to behave like a Muse girl from this dimension. All the time they were in Alfea and Cloud Tower, he had strange memories of dead mother, a musician father who did not play a single note after the death of his wife, Riven, who, as Yusei realized, was the boyfriend of this girl, and many other events related to three witches, very similar to Harald, Brave and Dragan from the Rognarok team. The brunet removed two elastic bands from the tails, in which bangs with yellow stripes were braided, and put them on the nightstand. Without undressing, right in his clothes, he lay down on the bed and closed his eyes. Lua flopped onto the bed next to him. The boy was also tormented by strange memories of Layla. But most of them were connected with the Muse. - You know, Yusei, these girls are probably friends. Well Muse and Leyla, like us. And this Winx club of theirs is somewhat similar to our 5D "s team! And they also save the world. Only we are with cards, and they are with magic. To be honest, I know about the code. I mean, I don’t know, but Layla knows. And Lord Darkar is another type. to continue the conversation, looking at the interlocutor, but Yusei was already sleeping peacefully and probably had a tenth dream. - Sorry, Muza, it was nice to talk to you ... I mean, Yusei, - the boy turned to the wall and at the moment he felt small, worthless and unnecessary. Either the age difference of eight years was acting, or the castle was catching up a negative atmosphere, but Lua wanted to cry, as he did in any situation two years ago. Aki and Luka tried their hand. Or rather, Luka tried to do magic under the supervision of her older friend.The girl really enjoyed managing computers, especially creating around herself a system similar to the one in the momentum control center. But soon the girls decided that tomorrow they will have a difficult day, not only because they are fairies and will start training at the school of witches, but also because they were thrown into a strange world, where there were a lot of strange people. Crowe and Jack lay down in deathly silence in their beds and brooded over the day. None of them wanted to talk or discuss what had happened. In the end, the guys themselves did not notice how they fell asleep