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The black-haired Ravenclaw had intervened to defend Granger's cat from Ron, a fact Ron had taken rather badly and it did not help Alexandra Potter dragged a very dark reputation from her traitor of father. On the other hand, it was true the last Potter free to walk the soil of Britain had not looked in perfect health yesterday. Unfortunately for the two fifth-years Ravenclaws who had thought this was an opportunity for some pay-back, the second-best of the second-years had trounced them in magical duel. The head of House Ravenclaw had assigned the older boys months of detention until the end of the year. Best to walk on eggs with this witch.
"This is just speculation." Said darkly Leo. "It could be Greengrass. It could be Nott. Zabini, Carrow, Rosier, Mulciber and other Slytherins have plenty of Death Eaters among their relatives. They have dark heirlooms too; maybe one has the power to open the Chamber. Each of them could have a claim to the Slytherin Lordship."
"Exactly. So how do we find and prove who is behind the attack?" Asked Neville.
"There might be a way," said Leo, throwing glances around to ensure no Prefect was in the vicinity. "My father told me of a Potion they used in their fifth-year for one of their big pranks. The Polyjuice Potion."
Neville frowned, having heard the name somewhere but failing to remember the major details. Their third member was however in the dark.
"What's that?" Said Ron.
"It transforms you into somebody else for an hour or more." Explained Leo. "So we could change into three Slytherins, get into the Slytherin Common Room to see Malfoy or the others Snakes we suspect and ask them a few questions without realising it's us."
"And if Malfoy is boasting about it in the Slytherin Common Room, we will know about it immediately." Remarked Neville. "I like it."
"This Polyjuice stuff sounds a bit dodgy to me." Affirmed Ron, his face showing hostility at the idea of becoming a member of the Viper's Den, even for a limited period of time. "What if we were stuck looking like three of the Slytherins forever?"
"The issue is not here, frankly." Told Leo. "Polyjuice wears off rapidly, without any secondary effects." Well, his father had not spoken of any when he had taken it with his friends, so no need to alarm his friends about minor issues. "The first major problem will be to get hold of the recipe. It's in a book called Most Potent Potions in the Restricted Section of the library."
"Not a problem." Said Neville, rubbing his hands in anticipation of the prank in the preparation stage. "I will steal a signature of this pompous imbecile of Lockhart next time we have class with him. Or maybe even butter him with a few compliments and obtain his signature for real. He is stupid enough to believe we would just be interested in the theory. What's the second problem?"
"Obtaining the ingredients." The assets under his father's control in House Black weren't including Potion shops or everything would have been much simpler. "Some of them are pretty rare and I'm sure some of them aren't sold to Licensed Potioneers."
"We will steal them in Snape's private stores." Said Ron in a bored tone and his two accomplices approved with wide smirks. It would not be the first time something had left the classroom, although these ingredients would need a bigger diversion, not being available for lower-years students.
"The Potion is a month-long to brew." Opposed Leo.
"We will use one of the abandoned rooms on the fourth-floor we discovered at the beginning of the year." Countered Neville. "Anything else?"
"Recruiting a girl for this operation." Said Leo in a categorical tone. "Because I'm not transforming into one. And girls like Potter or Mulciber will not confide in boys."
"Okay. I will recruit Lavender or Parvati for it."
"And lastly, we must absolutely not get caught for this one." Leo affirmed, fixing the rest of the Golden Trio with a total lack of humour. "I'm serious, mates. If we are discovered, expulsion from Hogwarts is definitely possible. The Potion is restricted and I do not want to be tried in front of the whole Wizengamot."
"Very well, we will be extremely careful" Affirmed Neville, taking assurance at finally seeing Malfoy getting his true comeuppance. "Let's begin our plan to discover the Heir of Slytherin. After all, what can go wrong?"
"It's too much work." Groaned Ron. "If you made Malfoy fall of his broom on Saturday, it would save us a lot of trouble."
6 November 1992, Hogwarts, Scotland
"You seem to have well recuperated from your ordeal."
"Thanks a lot Morag, your approval means a lot to me." Replied Alexandra in an ironic tone which proved at least to herself she had her retort skills fully functional. It would have been better if the red-haired Ravenclaw in front of her didn't laugh at her right this moment. "Now if this Transfiguration assignment was so easy..." She made a sign of the hand to the quantity of papers spread on the table they were occupying in the library.
Morag smiled to her, but inside Alexandra knew Morag had been very worried about her. Samhain was a taxing celebration for under-age witches and wizards at the best of times, including ritual magic and staying awake during the whole night. The Potter Heiress had it worse, though. Because there had been no intervention of a Light or Dark Power for Samhain in over a century, not one of the Samhain participants had anticipated one of the crows of the Celtic Goddess Morrigan to make an appearance.