End of Arc 1
Hogwarts: Great hall: 3d POV
Albus Dumbledore was having a bad day. No, scratch that, Albus was having a very bad year, the second year far worse than the previous one. A few days ago, something happened in London, which leads to the whole great hall watching a large mirror attached placed there the teachers once sat, as both adults and children sat together in several rows in front of the huge screen (like in a theater), which was honed in on the magic signature of a child that just did some things unthinkable to the wizarding kind.
Some of the muggle-born children called this child Henry Lokison, while others were mumbling about Ironkid. Everyone watched as the child, along with two others, left for a strange place on a remote island up in the northern seas, before getting dragged to a supposedly whole other planet, training with a woman that was a 'Valkyrie' before escaping on a 'spaceship' with the blonde, the female, and someone the children cheerfully called Bruce Banner, a man that can turn into a green giant dubbed 'The Hulk' by the students.
Everyone watched the child, who switched between a silver and green(Green replaces the red, while gold is replaced by silver) armor, his human form, a frost giant and a huge dragon while he fought a psychotic female that was supposedly his 'aunt', turned into the black dragon again and flew (the now there) 'father' to some sort of vault, where the child absorbed a strange stone while the elder raven-haired man placed some sort of helmet in the 'eternal flames', before flying off with his older lookalike and met up with the other two people that he came with, spare for the huge green giant, though he did appear.
The board of governors, including many other wizards/witches, had been invited to watch with their children, as a mere fourteen/fifteen-year-old turned a woman (temporarily) into stone with his magic and flying away into a spaceship just as the 'planet' had exploded.
Many were shocked as they were attacked again by something and watched as the look-alike, a Slytherin judging by the clothes and attitude, sacrificed himself for his son and older brother. Many watched as the child was dragged away along with the green giant back to America, where the many in the great hall were awed at the sorcerer supreme finally being revealed to the wizarding world at last. The small team of five - or four, seeing as the Hulk wouldn't come out - met and fought these two strange beings, before a sixth person - one these children pointed out to be Spider-Man - joined in and four of them were taken into the outer space again by this flying donut-like spacecraft...
Many watched, fascinated as the flying cloak of the sorcerer supreme intersected with the two - now confirmed- children and one adult, before draping along the sorcerer's shoulders again. Everyone also watched the 'epic' entrance of the 'guardians of the galaxy' minus a few – three - of the members of the group, witnessing the fight between the 'Star-Lord' and 'Tony Stark', and the funny verbal battle between the two groups. They watched the sorcerer supreme divine the future, heard the devastating news of only two possible victories, and the almost successful plan of capturing Thanos - which ended with Henry unknowingly absorbing the power, soul, and time's stone just before the big guy left - and the audience witnessed as they all returned to earth thru one of the Sorcerer Supremes' portals where they appeared in some unknown part of 'Wakanda' where there was a huge fight. Or rather, outright war.
Everyone saw as the child strained to help out any way he could, fighting a battle with his deadly style and a small griffin defended his weak points, the snow-white magical creature manipulating the elements of lightning, air, water, ice, and snow to defend the child. Everyone watched as the strain became too much, and the child was almost beaten by Thanos before a bright light enveloped him, an aura in the shape of a dragon standing over him like a Patronus, before the power was released and the Patronus disappeared reveling the child in his new appearance, his once emerald eyes turning into pure red color, before the color quickly bled away to reveal silver eyes, a color so pure and otherworldly (with the specs of the rainbow within) that it took many people's breath away. And his new clothes seem to strengthen the belief of everyone: this was someone you do not want to mess with.
Two lights' in front of him fade to reveal a mahogany wand with a golden handle, a bluish-white stone at its base glinting in the light. The other was a maroon staff, decorated with moon's, stars, beautiful stones, sashes, and wings, looking quite elegant in its own right. Their earlier belief was only strengthened a few seconds later, when a silver and blue blade was summoned out of nothing by the child, who slew the titan before anyone could even blink, his pure black wings (with a few different colored feathers blended in so artfully that it almost looked like you were watching the night sky in all its eternal glory) tucked tightly into his body and his now knee-length raven hair swayed behind him gently, like a black curtain as dark as night swaying like a beautiful cloak behind you.
Where the once small owl-like griffin stood, that once stood beside his ally, now stood a proud leopard with feathers on his forehead, neck, the tip of his tail and at his sides. The feathers were in various shades of red, silver (same color as Henry's new eye-color) and grey, the rest of the huge cat was a beautiful black color, with golden markings that were filled by a pure scarlet color. The huge cat's eyes were the same color as emeralds, with sparks of cobalt blue and turquoise highlights when the light touched them. At its sides were a pair of huge wings in black with some blue and silver feathers here and there, looking like a beautiful piece of art. The huge cat stood proudly beside its (now confirmed) soul-bonded human as the child let the blade shimmer out again.
That's when he did It. He, with a snap of his two fingers, made a familiar spaceship appear in the sky, filled with the once dead people (including Pietro Maximoff, Loki and a green-skinned, redhead named Gomora, not that they knew the names) while the strange alien-like beings all turned to dust and ash. The power radiating from the child was astounding, truly. Another bright light enveloped the big cat, leaving behind the small snowy owl-like griffin again, while the child's eyes bled back to a familiar emerald green color and his wings opened for the first time to show that the wings have changed shape to that of a huge bat. The muggle-born students were jumping up and down, clapping in delight as the wizards simply stared, shock still coursing through their system.
Many of the people are shocked at the necromancy done by the child, and even more when the muggle-born seems to encourage the use of such dark arts, not caring what they had been told about such arts by the headmaster. What the students didn't notice, was that they had unknowingly done something that will change the course of history entirely. They had done something that will not only make them more accepted by society, but they had destroyed the plans of one madman who wanted to be the best of the best. They had destroyed his plans of ever even ending the Dark Lord Voldemort. And yet, they did not even suspect this at all! Because who would be sane enough to kill the legendary (now dubbed) Black Dragons as-of-yet-unknown family? But that is not all. They had proven that they would support someone who would do anything at all if it meant the overall safety of the world they shared. They did not care for the labels dark or light when it came to magic, as long as the intent behind the magic used was understandable and something everyone can more than likely agree with.
They loved this Henry Lokison, and this Henry Lokison supported magic as a whole. He supported and followed the old ways too, even if he used the muggle technology as well. He lived in the old ages when it came to battling and magic but somehow lived in the golden age at the same time, seeing as he used an even blend of both muggle technology and magic, not to mention the up to date tricks that not even most wizards or witches knew of. It is truly a magnificent sight to behold and something new to look forward to. Maybe the non-magical weren't so bad? They could take care of themselves, after all. maybe, it was finally time to re-interrogate with the nonmagical society, again?
But would this magnificent child stay on earth? And how come this child has the same name as their beloved savior? Could the prophecy have been talking about someone else? Could it be that Harry Potter was not the true savior, but a child forced to fill the shoes of someone far greater? Or was the prophecy itself wrong?
The adults started to reflect, while the many children started conversing with each other's, without a care about the blood purity, and others (mainly the two youngest Wesley's, the Weasley matriarch, Hermione Granger, and one Albus Dumbledore) started sulking or plain angry.
Hermione Granger wasn't happy. This upstart, the self-proclaimed demigod, was breaking the laws of magic and preforming dark magic. Why wasn't anyone going out there to put that brat behind bars? This is not good. If that brat comes here, I will not hesitate to give him a piece of my mind. Just you wait…