In the Hogwarts library, Hermione
slammed
a book onto the table so hard that Ron nearly fell out of his chair.
"
Moste Potente Potions?
" Ron read the title. "That sounds... terrifying."
Hermione flipped through the pages. "It contains the recipe for
Polyjuice Potion
—it lets you
turn into another person.
"
Harry's eyes widened. "You mean we can disguise ourselves as Crabbe and Goyle?"
"Exactly." Hermione nodded. "We use it to trick Malfoy into telling us if he's the Heir of Slytherin."
Ron frowned. "And how long does this take?"
Hermione's expression darkened. "
A month.
"
"A MONTH?" Ron groaned. "We could just beat the answer out of him in ten minutes."
"But where will we get the ingredients?" Harry asked.
Hermione
grinned evilly.
"Oh, that's easy.
Raja can steal them from Snape's private stores.
"
Trio decided to not involve Raja in there Plan due to him being Slytherin if something goes wrong he will implicate also cause harm in is house.
Raja, who had
just arrived, waving hand like a nobleman,
froze when Hermione ask something. "Excuse me? What?"
"You love challenges." Hermione smirked. "I dare you to sneak into Snape's storeroom and take some potion materials for our experiment its secrect."
Raja blinked. "You
dare
me?" (Raja already know wants to act ignorant about there plan).
"Yes."
He
narrowed his eyes.
"I
accept
this challenge."
Ron
sighed.
"He's an idiot."
It was Gryffindor vs. Slytherin, and the stadium was
packed.
Draco Malfoy, Slytherin's Seeker, strutted onto the field like he owned the place.
"You nervous, Potter?" he sneered.
Before Harry could reply,
Raja's voice echoed through the ground as a co-commentator for the Match.
"AND HERE COMES DRACO MALFOY, THE MAN, THE MYTH, THE DADDY'S-BOY!"
Draco nearly
tripped over his broom.
Snape, sitting in the stands, looked
moments away from hexing Raja into another dimension.
Raja joined as an anchor for quidditch game by irritating snape and making a deal that he will not steal anything this month
"What have I done," Snape hissed as he remembered the Deal.
Just as the match started,
a Bludger suddenly went berserk.
Instead of attacking everyone,
it locked onto Harry.
Hagrid stood up. "That ain't normal!"
Ron screamed, "SOMEBODY STOP IT!"
"It's enchanted!" Hermione yelled. "Harry has to dodge!"
Meanwhile,
Raja continued narrating.
"Oh! And the Bludger is REALLY into Harry! Look at that commitment! That dedication! If only somebody's(Draco) father loved him that much!"
Draco,
furious,
missed a turn and
crashed into the ground.
Raja
grinned.
"Oooooh, and Malfoy has
fallen
—just like his Slytherin's faith in him!"
Finally, the Bludger
slammed into Harry's arm,
breaking it.
Despite this,
he caught the Snitch with his left hand.
"AND HARRY WINS WITH A BROKEN ARM! A TRUE HERO!" Raja cheered. "BUT ALSO, Ouch!"
After the match,
Lockhart pranced over.
"No need to thank me," he said,
despite doing nothing.
"I'll have that arm fixed in no time!"
"NO, WAIT—" Harry tried to protest.
Lockhart flicked his wand.
POP.
Harry stared at his
completely boneless
arm, now flopping like a noodle.
Ron turned green. "Oh,
that's
disgusting."
Hagrid
nearly fainted.
Raja, meanwhile,
leaned into the mic.
"And
once again,
Gilderoy Lockhart introduces us to
a whole new style of healing!
Revolutionary! Cutting-edge! Useless!"
Lockhart
preened at the compliment.
Madame Pomfrey
was NOT amused.
"You should've brought him here
immediately!
" she scolded, shoving
a bottle of Skele-Gro
into Harry's hands. "This will
regrow
your bones overnight.
Painfully.
"
Meanwhile, Malfoy was also in the Hospital Wing,
moaning dramatically
over his "severe injuries" (aka
a tiny bruise
).
Raja
suddenly flung himself onto Malfoy's bedside, fake crying.
"Oh, my dear Draco!
How will I live without you?
"
The entire room
burst into laughter.
Madame Pomfrey,
done with everything,
dragged Raja
out of the room by his ear.
"DRACO, I WILL NEVER FORGET YOU TAKE CARE YOURSELF!" Raja screamed as he was dragged away.
That night, Harry woke up to a
chilling voice.
"Kill... Time to kill..."
Before he could panic,
Dobby appeared on his bed.
Harry groaned. "Dobby, WHAT are you doing here?"
"Harry Potter must leave Hogwarts!" Dobby
pleaded.
"Dobby blocked the train! Dobby enchanted the Bludger!"
Harry
froze.
"YOU SENT THE BLUDGER?!"
Dobby nodded. "It was for your own safety!"
Raja, who was
eavesdropping in stealth,
peeked in. "You could've just
sent an owl!
" and put a mark on Dobby's back using his magic.
Before Dobby could answer, he heard footsteps and
vanished.
Professors
McGonagall and Dumbledore
arrived
carrying a petrified Colin Creevey.
His camera was
melted from the inside.
"Hogwarts is no longer safe," Dumbledore said gravely.
Beside him, Raja—now in full
detective attire,
—nodded, puffing his bubble pipe.
"It appears," Raja declared, "Another victim fall for the Heir of Slytherin but remember nobody can escape from the grasp of Mighty Detective Raja
!
"
McGonagall sighed. "Kumara,
stop this.
"
Raja
ignored her.
He
transfigured into a doctor's outfit,
grabbed a bottle of Mandrake restorative potion, and poured a
dramatic amount
onto Colin.
"Patient is in Critical condition we need Doctor wait I am Doctor!" Raja
cackled as Colin twitched.
Madame Pomfrey,
having lost all patience,
dragged Raja
away AGAIN " No you're not a Doctor".
"ANOTHER SUCCESSFUL OPERATION!" Raja shouted as he was
thrown out.