Ok, last chapter! I'm excited because now I get to start a new story and I have so many Ideas, so stick around, it's a toss up between a Tortall fic and a Percy Jackson and the Olympians so you tell me which one you prefer! Also, you might want to check out my in progress works, one's HP and ones TP so everyone's happy!

The strange people were there again, but their natures had changed. Alanna, the redheaded one, didn't seem as mad at the wildmage girl, Daine. And Daine seemed so much more relaxed with the mage Numair. But Daine kept tugging on Numair's arm, like a small child who wanted a sweet. The answer she got everytime she did this was not what she wanted to hear, judging by her expression. Alanna was completly oblivious, shoveling food that mirrored Ron's actions at the moment. Harry wanted desperately to know what was going on. Finally, Numair stood up and the women followed him to the middle of the Great Hall.

"Ooh, what are they doing?" Hermione asked. Harry felt that he was not the only one following the foriegners' actions.

"I dunno." He said, his eyes still glued to them. Daine caught his eye, smiled and waved, before looking up at Dumbledore, who had gone to the podium to give a speech.

"We regret to inform you that our guests, Numair, Alanna, and Daine, will be leaving us tonight, by way of which I do not know. We thank them for giving us an amazing experience with foreign magics and hope that they will remember us..." Harry zoned out, looking back to the trio. Alanna and Numair were creating a circle with black coming from the man and purple for Alanna. Daine stood back, watching it as though it was a rerun of a show she had seen on television. When the circle was complete, they all stepped inside. Numair took hold of Alanna's hands and Harry saw the purple glow go from her to him. Alanna stumbled when she let go, all of the glow gone, but Daine caught her and took Numair's hand. There was a flash of white light and, when the spots had cleared from Harry's vision, they were gone.

Daine, Numair and Alanna arrived, coincidentally, in the dining hall in the palace, where it was also, apparently, dinner. Everyone turned to stare as Alanna and Numair collapsed and Daine tried to keep them from injuring themselves on the fall.

"Daine, where have you all been?" Jon was the first to speak, but he didn't sound angry. He sounded confused and a bit frightened.

"During the battle, Alanna and I were hurt so Numair used a teleportation spell and it took us to this school and it was like a university for mages, but they studied weird kinds of magic and used wands, which are these wooden sticks, to do spells and Alanna and Numair came up with a way to get us back home and then they used up all of thei power to get us here." She said hurridly in one breath. "Will they be okay?" She asked Baird, who was looking over the mages.

"In a few days, they used up all of thei power combined, though. Where was the school?" He asked, out of a mixture of curiousity and needing to know how far they had to transport themselves and Daine.

"That's the thing." Daine started. "It wasn't anywhere I ever heard of. The school was called Hogwarts, and they, some students we talked to, said it was in England. Have you ever heard of a country called England?" She asked. "Or a school with that name?"

"No." Baird and Jon admitted at the same time. "You said you and Alanna were hurt. Are you both fully healed now?" Jon continued.

"Yes, but they had this strange way of healing. And their magic was odd, too." She blinked rapidly. "Can I have some water, please?"

Baird turned to get it but, when he turned back, he found that there were three unconsious mages on the ground, two from using up their power and one, he learned through his magic, from a mixture of dehydration and pregnancy.

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