PERCY'S POV

"Wait, what?"

Nico, Piper and I were sitting in Chiron's office, our mouths hanging open.

"You can't be serious!" Piper said, eyes wide. Nico was in too much shock to speak.

"My dear, I am afraid I am very serious. This is not a thing to be taken lightly," said Chiron.

"But I can't leave camp, much less the country," I protested. "Annabeth and I are leaving for new Rome in a few days and-"

"I am sorry, Percy, but this is not up for discussion. There is a magical war brewing in the United Kingdom and you must leave at once."

Piper, Nico, and I had been called into Chiron's office earlier to discuss an 'urgent' matter. According to him, there was a magics war brewing in Europe and the three of us had to leave at once to go help some people named Teddy, Rose, and Scorpius. An old friend of his by the name of Minerva had asked for him to send help in the form of three demigods.

"I understand Percy and Nico, but why me? Annabeth would have a better plan, and Hazel, Jason, and Frank are more powerful than me." Piper protested.

"You are our best diplomat," Chiron said simply. "Annabeth may be our best strategist, but she has no powers. Hazel and Frank are working on a problem at Camp Jupiter, and I can't send all children of the Big Three. It would cause too much trouble."

We sat in silence. There was no arguing, but Europe? Really? "When do we leave for- what's it called- Pigfarts?" Nico asked.

"Hogwarts," Piper corrected.

He rolled his eyes. "Whatever."

Chiron winced, clearly not pleased with his answer. He cleared his throat, looking slightly abashed. "Immediately."