Albus Dumbledore felt like retiring from teaching for the first time in his life. He was dealing with three traumatized girls, several irate adults, and a perpetrator who could strike again.
It was at this time that he noticed Harry ascending the stairs into his office. "Come in Harry and take a seat." He noticed that Harry was nervous and that didn't bode well for Albus. Harry wasn't the one to do this was he?
"I called you up here, because your friend Ronald told me that you had been persuing whoever had cursed Miss Granger. Doing your own investigation as it were. I was wondering if you would be willing to tell me what you know." Albus explained. He dearly hoped that Harry wasn't involved but past experiences showed that to be a fruitless effort.
"Well, to be honest I'm still not sure which one of the two truly started it. Either way, Daphne Greengrass orchestrated the idea while Pansy Parkinson cast the spell, or jinx, on Hermione."
Harry took a deep breath and visibly looked to be steeling himself to some sort of fatalistic resolve. "I used Polyjuice to impersonate Pansy leaving her stunned in the dungeon level bathrooms. I began to make my way to the Slytherin dorms when Draco approached me. He congratulated me on a job well done, believing I was Pansy of course, which leads me to believe that Pansy was the one to cast the spell on Hermione."
Albus Dumbledore nodded in resignation. "Your tactics were a little heavy handed but I can you that taking Polyjuice isn't illegal, just frowned upon. We know who cursed Mrs. Granger. What about Mrs. Bones or Mrs. Parkinson?" Harry grimaced and Albus dreaded his answer.
"I arrived at the Slytherin common room where Draco openly celebrated knocking the 'mudblood' into her proper place. Daphne Greengrass was mad at me, (her thinking of course that I was Pansy) and led me into her dorm. She then proceeded to cast the female jinx on me. My Polyjuice form was enhanced. She claimed that it was to keep suspicion away from Slytherin house if one of their own was hit with the jinx."
"Very true." Albus said with a nod. "Amelia was telling me earlier, that the latest leads showed that it was probably someone in Ravenclaw. We both now know that to be untrue."
Harry nodded then proceeded with his story. "I returned to the cubical holding the real Pansy and was mad that I was hit with a jinx meant for her. I plucked one of my Polyjuice hairs and put it into drink and coaxed the real Pansy to drink and take the form of her jinxed self." Harry paused when Albus groaned in frustration.
"You may have just jinxed Pansy into her 'enhanced state' as it were permanently. If you take Polyjuice of yourself, your overriding your own genetic code, with your genetic code. Self Polyjuice as potioners call it, is basically taking an age regression potion. You drink a potion with a hair from when you were twenty, you de-age back to twenty years of age no matter how old you are when you drink it."
Harry grimaced. "It gets worse." Albus stopped him with a raised hand.
"Let me put the final pieces together. You wanted to get revenge in behalf of Miss Granger and sought put Miss Greengrass and her friend Miss Davis. You shot two incantations of the spell, but Miss Bones walked in front of them and took both hits of the jinx. Is that fair to say?" Harry only nodded.
Albus sighed. Now he had to figure out how he was going to get this solved. The Boy-who-lived can't go to Azkaban. The war would be lost if that happened.
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