(Hogwarts, Pottermore)

The Hogwarts Express stopped at the train station just outside the perimeter of Hogwarts. There, rising from the misty moors loomed the great stone castle of Hogwarts. As was usual, the day was overcast, lending the area a forbidding aura.

The chaperones guided the crowd of students down to the docks where several small boats were moored on a black, glassy lake.

Ms. Swimmer looked nervously at them. She wasn't sure if the boat could hold her. Meanwhile, Captain Carson had fallen into the role of instructor and was shepherding "her" students to one of the boats.

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(Myaardi)

Of course, Chong had Myaardi to be an attractive site for his search for magical weaponry and other artifacts. But rather obviously, he had dispatched a second team with a shuttle containing a rather specialized piece of equipment known as a nanolathe, purchased (or more likely stolen) from somewhere in the Polaris Galaxy. This piece of equipment, when connected to an appropriately equipped storage container and provided with the proper plans was capable of making anything from vehicles to tools.

As such, the team had settled somewhere in one of the far corners of Myaardi and were busy building a base to start searching. Of course, the base was very primitive. Just the shuttle and some personnel aboard some lightly armed dune buggies and robotic miners fanning out to explore the plain they were located on as well as to dig for resources. Of course, like much of the land in Myaardi there were already some substantial openings in the ground that just needed some expansion and could potentially lead to a cave or other such areas.

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Kire had led Deimos, Mr. Bigmouth and the others to banquet hall in the Daybloom Inn. As there was no true conference room, this location would have to do as one.

"Now," Kire began. "Myaardi is not an exceptionally large world but it is very rich in terms of locations. We have to decide where to start. I previously mentioned the underworld since it is rich in hellstone, an eternally burning rock that produces lava when it is mined and is useful in the making of armor and weapons. And from what you have told me of Chong, he is likely to look for materials he can craft into weapons as well as weapons themselves."

"What about the surface?" Mr. Bigmouth asked. "Depending on the conditions of the underworld, we may not be able to join you. And getting there is likely a difficult task. We can scour the surface while you explore the underworld, given that you know this planet the best."

The solar knight held a gauntleted hand to his chin. "Well, I can take you the entrance of the underworld. And we can go from there?"

"And where is the entrance?"

"In town."

Welcome back!

(Pottermore)

When Captain Carson and her group were out of sight, the "stray cat" morphed into lean man with striking red hair as well as a red beard. He jotted down some notes on a notepad with a quill and then with a quiet pop, he Disapparated.

Little did the group know that they had just been spotted by one of Minister Fudge's spies.

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Ms. Swimmer nodded. "Hopefully Captain Carson will arrive soon. It would be very bad if the train left and stranded her here." She shuddered. If it was revealed Captain Carson was actually a Muggle, the consequences could be dire. At best, they'd be banned from Hogsmeade. At worst, a memory wipe or even execution was possible. After all, this was a world that had a strong bias against non-mages.

The Saurolophus touched her wooden staff. Her visiting instructor pass was a rolled up scroll tucked inside a pocket of her robe. The staff at the office had bought her story about being a water magic instructor at the Vesuvio School of Dragon Studies. The forged ID from that school — courtesy of Stripetail's magic — helped as well.

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(Myaardi)

Mr. Bigmouth and Deimos were rooming together in one of the Daybloom Inn's rooms.

"F---," Deimos said, shucking his armor and placing it on a nearby armor stand. "Where are we going to find Chong?"

Mr. Bigmouth started digging in his messenger bag as he started to set up his communications gear for communicating with the shuttle, which would then relay it over to the communications equipment aboard Spire of Winter, which would they relay it to Stripetail or Captain Carson. "We'd have to follow Kire's lead. He's the one who likely knows where all the powerful artifacts and weapons aboard this planet are."

The study session went smoothly with Melanie struggling slightly with physics but Max's explanation had proved far more enlightening than the classes. She looked at the clock on the wall.

"Oh my gosh!" Melanie exclaimed. "It's a little past two hours! Dad's going to pissed if I show up too late! Thanks, Dana, Max for the study session!" She quickly packed up her school supplies and darted out of the house, stopping briefly to bid Mr. Tan farewell.

Hopping in her car and pulling out of the driveway, she drove out of their neighborhood and into Neo-Gotham itself. She only hoped she could make a quick stop to discreetly change into her 10 outfit. 

(Pottermore)

As Stripetail's spell would not take immediate effect (and Captain Carson was far away enough that Muggle Repelling Charm no longer affected her), Ember's group had caught easily caught up with her. The woman then looked at the group. "The candies should not be that expensive. Or is there a limit that prevents you from buying all three types?"

The whole situation looked incredibly strange with a tall woman dressed in an immaculate bottle green robe with the classic conical wizard's hat walking alongside a railroad track in the middle of the moors and accompanied by what appeared to be two dragons and some unknown horned creature. Luckily, there was no one around except for the group.

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Ms. Swimmer was enjoying some of the Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans. She coughed as one of the beans she ate turned out to be "oil paint" flavored. She spat out the offending candy and hastily took a pull from her bottle of butterbeer in an attempt to kill the taste.

At the same time, she looked around Hogsmeade. As was usual, people were wandering around and enjoying the sights of the town.

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(Myaardi)

The solar javelin Kire was holding vanished. "There's an inn called the Daybloom Lodge. You've probably passed by it."

"It's right by my favorite fishing spot!" Jimmy piped up as he placed his strange acid shooting fish back in its tank.

At the mention of Chong and magical signals, the solar knight nodded. "I see, I shall assist you in any way possible."

Captain Carson quickly racked her mind as to what spell to produce. She resorted to browsing a book that a student had left behind when they went to go to the bathroom. In the end, she simply settled on the simplest of simple spells: Lumos. She gripped her custom made Weyardian stardust wand. The wand itself was a warm, pale-gold metallic rod that glowed with its own inner fire. Her skin tingled from where it made contact with the metal but it wasn't unpleasant.

"Lumos," Captain Carson said. As she lacked magic (or even an artificial magic core that was the product of some of Lord Stripetail's magical disguises), she didn't expect too much.

What she was not expecting was the magic from Pottermore to interact with the Weyardian stardust's own magic and produce a blinding flash of white light.

A strange nagging sensation in the back of her head told her that there was something she had to do back at the Spire. Little did she know that as the train approached Hogsmeade, she would begin to feel the effects of the Muggle Repelling Charms in place.

The Hogwarts Express began to approach the school itself and the massive lake that the giant squid called home. The school was enchanted to hide it from Muggles.

While everyone was marveling at the great castle, all Captain Carson could see was a decrepit warehouse situated out in the country with a sign that stated the building had been damaged by fire and it was slated for demolition. She then nudged Spyro. "Are you seeing what I'm seeing?" she whispered. "I overheard people saying it's a castle but all I see is some s----- burnt out warehouse."

Unbeknownst to her, Muggle Repelling Charms has also been set up but the train was not close enough for her to feel the effects.

Once Harry, Ron and Hermione had left, Captain Carson looked at the note. Written on it were the names, "Ronald Weasley, Hermione Granger, Harry Potter". She narrowed her eyes. Perhaps those three could help her. In retrospect, she should have checked the note earlier but but she didn't want to attract attention. Hopefully, the window for gathering allies hadn't closed.

"Captain Carson, we need to come up for a story for you," Ms. Swimmer said, sipping a cup of tea.

"That's a good point," Captain Carson said. "Unfortunately, my knowledge of magic is superficial so it has to be something that doesn't require an in-depth knowledge."

Seeing as they were in seemingly safe territory, Ms. Swimmer lowered her the hood of her robe, revealing her saurian muzzle and otherwise inhuman features. Deciding that she should come up with a cover story, she spoke up. "I am from Vesuvio as well. As my name cannot be pronounced by Humans, I am often referred to as 'Ms. Swimmer', a literal translation of my name."

Captain Carson simply watched and remained silent. She decided that observing first was a wiser course of action than immediately coming up with a cover story like Ms. Swimmer did.

A young woman pushing a cart full of assorted pastries and snacks — magical and mundane — walked down the aisle. She called out what wares she had and their price.

Captain Carson checked the note. To her surprise, the note simply read "Board Hogwarts Express".

"I guess that's what we do then?" she muttered.

"Couldn't hurt," Ms. Swimmer said. She then headed towards the train, taking care not to bump into the students who were boarding. Captain Carson followed the large dinosaur.