Xiaolin-Magic Showdown
By Himig

Disclaimer:
Rowling…Christy…right.

Summary:
Our Xiaolin team as Rai the new leader, embarks on their first undercover mission in Britain as students. But not just any students, they're going to be Wizards & Witch in Hogwarts to protect Harry Potter! But they may be teaming with the wrong people…

Author's Note:
I thought the title was crappy but it's actually cool! If you took its initials (XMS) it's like X-MaS lol hahaha I crack myself out. Oh right, don't expect much update. This is one of my random fics and I'm just having fun with this one. Ah well, enjoy

Warning:
Oh nothing…just insanity…no, don't worry, this isn't a parody but you know XS heheh

Sunday was a rest day unless there is any active Shen Gong Wu but Sunday, nonetheless, is very dull. It was a day for chores.

"WUDAI CRATER – EARTH!"

"WUDAI NEPTUNE -- WATER!"

Deep holes punctured the yard of the temple aligned in a uniformed manner followed by water filling it up…then the shrubs.

"I thought the plants are supposed to come first before watering them?"

"That's right partner, but apparently Mr. Leader is too busy doing nothin'!" A sturdy, Texan boy, Clay Bailey muttered angrily, thrusting the shrubs to the muddy water.

"Raimundo says he is doing something of most importance!" Chinese orphan, Omi said.

"Right." Clay said dismissively. He then heaved the last shrub and fixed his belt. "Better this than Kimiko over there 'nyway."

Kimiko groaned from afar, sat down on the bare grass were steam was fuming out of the bathhouse.

"Hey Kimiko, Master Fung needs more heat. Gotta rid those dark spots on his feet and you-know-what…you should have seen those yellow scabs. I could have sworn I saw them move…tricky ones!"

"EW, too much info, Dojo!" Japanese girl, Kimiko Tomohiko screamed, shivering and heating up the temperature for the master as said.

Clay and Omi, finished with their chore (well, no actually but they're taking a rest that's for sure), headed in the temple again. Clay made sure his hat was clean and in place while Omi looked for Raimundo.

"Raimundo!" He called, peeking to apartments in the temple but did not find him. "Hmm, where could he be?"

"Who're you lookin' for, partner?" Clay asked.

"I can not find Raimundo." Omi said.

"Haven't seen him either."

The two turned around just in time to see a tired Kimiko. "Oh gosh…that was disgusting!" She whined, falling down to a chair.

"What is wrong, Kimiko?" Omi asked, concerned.

On cue, Dojo the dragon came. "I was wondering who stole my last piece of steak!" He said, licking his fingers. "Oh hey there, I found it somewhere between Master Fung's toes. It was hard to get it out though—had to shovel it but it stays DEE-licious!"

The three shuddered.

"'Nyway, I gotta shaved his legs a bit. Ta-ta!"

As soon as Dojo went back to Master Fung's room, the three warriors sighed a heavy relief but were followed almost instantly by a familiar voice, running past them.

"MASTER FUNG—I GOT IT—I—HOLY SPLEEN--!"

"What is it with people and knocking?" Dojo's annoyed voice came as a green-faced and nauseated RaimundoPedrosa escapes the room followed by Master Fung himself.

"Never mind that, Dojo." Master Fung said as Dojo shines his black shoes. "I want to hear what our new Shoku Warrior has to say."

"Yea—well, right."

Raimundo spread an official-looking parchment on the table while his fellow teammates circle around it.

Dear Xiaolin Monks,

I understand your commendable achievements on your missions to retrieve these mystical objects called Shen Gong Wu however I regret to inform you that there are to be inactive Wus because of a Magical war arising within the Wizarding Community that is bound to spread among the borders of the Muggle world. The powerful and weak magic cast together in each day are conflicting lost to the balance. We are working our best to end the war peacefully immediately.

We are then asking the group of the Shoku Warrior named Raimundo Pedrosa and the three Wudai Warriors, Omi, Kimiko Tomohiko and Clay Bailey for assistance. Our enemy's mastermind is very powerful that he alone is threatening the safety of The Chosen One, prophesized to defeat He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. We ask for your assistance to protect The Chosen One, Harry Potter, Boy-Who-Lived in the walls of Hogwarts as we fear he still is not safe within the school ruled by a powerful headmaster.

If you comply willingly, then we are more than happy to provide you items, robes and everything an average student in Hogwarts: School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is required to have by the start of the term. Please send us back a reply as soon as possible.

Yours Sincerely,
Rufus Scrimgeour
Minister of Magic

(A/N: I never thought well what the letter could possibly else contain to make it official so shut up)

And to top it all up, a grand letter 'M' was written at the bottom right corner.

All the Xiaolin monks were gaping at the letter, perhaps except for Raimundo who seems to be aware of it. Everyone notices so the three looked at their leader. "I don't understand that much myself so let's ask the Fungster, okay?"

Everyone did so look at the wise, old Master Fung who had a calm expression, closed eyes, and steady posture. Raimundo was so tempted to make a remark.

"I am afraid the end of the world of life we know of is about to end."

"GASP!" Dojo gasped. He looked around, confused. "Am I the only one shocked?"

"You know, for a thousand year old dragon, surely you get this stuff all the time and get bored of it."

Master Fung cleared his throat. "As I was saying, the end of the world of life we know is about to end. The Magical Community where Wizards and Witches live secretly away from the Muggles, the Non-Magical Community, is in great peril that hazards not only theirs but also the whole world.

"For centuries, Wizards and Witches have been hiding from the eyes of Muggles to live a peaceful life using magic—curses, bewitching, charms, potions—so that Muggles could not take advantage of their magic. There are other mystical creatures, some you were able to see. However, they have all decreased numerously as time passes by. Wizards and Witches had to contemplate with Muggles or they would have died.

"However, such does not only run in the family. There are times, common actually, that Muggles for some unknown reason gains magic in their blood. These people are called, Muggle-Born, insulted by those of other Wizarding blood as 'Mudblood'. There were such conspiracy and prejudice even in their own community but years ago; a fearsome Wizard had frightened the whole community.

The Magical Community went years of terror as the wizard whose name is still feared spread over terror and death. Of the wisest, most powerful and strongest Wizards and Witches fought and died but one…a mere child—baby was able to defeat the wizard one and for all. He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named cast a deadly curse that will kill you the instant it touches you to this baby but for some reason, it bounced off and vaporized the Wizard into nothing, leaving the boy only parentless and with a scar.

He is Harry Potter."

Omi had been listening so intently while Kimiko and Clay couldn't believe it. Raimundo was also taken by surprise, mouthing, 'Cool' but then asked, "So…who is this evil villain we're about to beat up?"

"Alas, Raimundo, it's not as easy. Even for years the people have thought He was defeated, his named is still feared. He is…Lord Voldemort."

Omi laughed. "What kind of silliest name is that?"

Master Fung arched an eyebrow. "Indeed." He said, making Omi gasped and clasped his mouth for disrespect. "At this, he had returned." Master Fung continued. "Much more powerful and probably unstoppable. Our only hope is The Chosen One who was said to defeat You-Know-Who. Your mission is to stay close to him this year at Hogwarts, pretending to be students of the school. Be warned for this is a word filled with magic and mysteries—a new community—world---universe."

There was silence.

"No way!" Kimiko chuckled excitedly and the other three began to chatter excitedly too.

"We are actually going to a school of magic?" Omi said dreamily. "Oh, I am most excited to see the powerful monks!"

"There's not gonna be any monks in there, Omi." Raimundo said. "Teachers.Wands. Plain old school…except I'm guessing we use sticks…"

"Correct, Raimundo." Master Fung said. "I have to make preparation with the Minister and the other monks. Please elaborate further Raimundo to your fellow monks and prepare yourselves." He said and turned to Dojo. "Dojo, you'll be coming with them too."

Dojo suddenly burst into tears. "NOO!!! I CAN'T STAND 12 LONELY MONTHS WITHOUT YOU MASTER FUNG HUHUHUH SNIFF!"

Kimiko was talking excitedly. "Wow, I can't believe it!"

Clay was having the same troubling feeling. "Well I'll be…a school of magic—community of magic just under our noses! Wonder if there's one in Texas…"

"Oh right, Rai, where would it be?" Kimiko asked.

Raimundo answered, "I think it's Britain."

" Britain?" Omi asked blankly.

Kimiko 'oh-ed'. "It's the other side of the world, Omi."

"THE WORLD HAS TWO OR MORE SIDES? AHH—I'M FALLING!"

Raimundo caught Omi's head. "It means, Omi, it's on the West, opposite of where we are: East."

"Oh."

"Anyway guys, we'll be getting our stuffs tomorrow. Bet the reply's gonna be later fast."

Kimiko asked, "So, how is this school? I mean, it's bound to be different from our schools…"

"Well…" Raimundo fingered his chin thoughtfully. "Heard we get sorted into different houses…but I got that covered up!" The others looked at him, confused but Raimundo yawned widely. "Lizten…I'm really tired…"

"But today is still very childish!"

Raimundo yawned, rubbing Omi's baldhead. "Day's young…good night everyone!"

Now everyone just prepared their stuffs until the reply came later that night…