Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorcerer, Chief Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Con-fed. Of Wizards)

Dear Mr. Ozpin.

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and Equipment.

Term begins on September first. We await your owl by no later than 31 Juli

Yours sincerely, Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress.

Harry frowned as he started to read the letter for the forth time. It didn't make any sense. Harry knew some magic, but those were more based around semblance and Dust and perhaps a bit of aura. If there was a school to teach magic, and Harry was invited to attend then Harry needed to talk with his father and aunt.
Shaking his head, Harry placed the letter in of the pockets of his vest and grabbed his weapon before he placed it on his back. The sash that held the weapon in place hummed lightly, signaling that Harry's rifle was attached to him. Looking up, Harry spotted his father's office, below the beacon that brought light to the world of Remnant. Taking a deep breath, Harry started to run from one of the landing platforms where the airships would dock to bring students from Vale to Beacon Academy. Harry always trained there, as he could shoot at every small Nevermore that passed by. It took him almost two minutes to get from the docks to the elevator that would bring him to his father.

Harry stood there, waiting for the elevator to come. It's indicator showed that it was halfway there, and Harry started to look around, while waiting for the elevator.
Beacon Academy was quiet, as there were no students. All students were either at home, or on away missions. After all, there were several students who had graduated from Beacon, going into the real world, fighting the Grimm and criminals that are to powerful for the Vale Police department.
A small 'ding' alerted Harry that the elevator had arrived and Harry stepped inside, before he pressed the button to the top floor where his father's office was.

The elevator doors closed slowly, and before they were locked, a hand prevented from locking. The doors opened again and 2 persons entered. The elevator doors closed and the lift started to move upwards.
Harry looked at the two who had stepped inside. He knew them both. One was the deputy headmistress of Beacon, and his 'honorary aunt'. Glynda Goodwitch had green eyes behind a pair of glasses, blond hair that was in a bun with a single lock of hair that was twirled in front of her. She wore a white blouse and a black business skirt with brown buttons on it. Her black-brown stockings and black high heeled boots gave her a serious look, while she also had a softer side. The reason she had a softer side was the slightly smaller than Harry girl that stood next to her.

Almost a year younger than Harry, the girl has brown eyes that seemed to shine with an inner power. Auburn red hair with several shades of orange and freckles on her cheeks. That was Ginny Goodwitch, Glynda Goodwitch adopted daughter.
"Hey" Harry said softly after he respectfully nodded to his 'aunt'
"Hey" Ginny said softly, as she hid behind Glynda's legs. The elevator rose to the top and the doors opened, showing to all three to exit the cramped space.
Stepping in the oval office, Harry spotted the pillars that were around the wall, where he had spent many times playing hide and seek with his father. An large open spot where several people could wait for the headmaster to accept them, and a desk that had several cogs turning in sync with the large cogs that were turning on the ceiling.

"Glynda, Harry, Ginny. To what do I own the pleasure of seeing you here?" Asked Ozpin as he stepped from behind his desk and around the table to give Harry and Ginny a hug.
Harry smiled slightly as his father placed him back on the floor after the hug. Removing from his pocket the letter, Harry handed the letter to his father and waited for his father to finish reading the letter. After reading the letter, Ozpin placed the letter on his table and filled his cup with coffee. Taking a sip of it, Ozpin placed his cup back on the table and looked at Harry.
"Do you want to go?"
The question was unexpected and Harry looked up to his adopted father's face. "I-I- I don't know" Harry said, his face down.

Ozpin pulled his hands together, and placed his face on top of it. "Harry, do you know how you came to Remnant?"
Harry looked at Ozpin. For as long as he knew, Harry was a citizen of Remnant. "Am I not from Remnant, sir?" Harry asked. Ozpin shook his head and motioned Harry, Glynda and Ginny to follow him into a private office.
Taking a seat in the new smaller office, Harry looked around. The place was filled with books and charts. Several charts showed different places Harry had never seen before.
Looking back at Ozpin, Harry noticed that he was holding a document in his hands. Holding out his hands, Harry received the document and placing it on his lap, opened it to see a photo of himself staring back at him.
"That Harry, is your adoption form. To tell you the entire story, we need to go to this island on the map." Said Ozpin as he pointed to a small island that was surrounded by water and lay west of a large landmass.

"You Harry, were born Harry James Potter of the Potter family. Your parents were James and Lily Potter. Now the Potter family is one of the thousands of wizarding families that live in the United Kingdom.
"Are you saying that I come from there?" Harry asked as he pointed to the map where the United Kingdom was displayed. Ozpin nodded. "And I'm a wizard?" Ozpin nodded again.
"How is that possible? How did I came from there to here? And why haven't I heard this before?" Asked Harry, his voice volume raising higher and higher.
"Harry" Glynda Goodwitch said sternly. "Mind your manners."
"I'm sorry auntie, but this is ridiculous. I've never heard from this United Kingdom and certainly not from Hogwarts. If I need to make a decision, I need to know more about it, both the United Kingdom and Hogwarts. And isn't your semblance magic, auntie?" Harry asked as he turned to Glynda and Ginny.

"No Harry. My semblance isn't magic. It's telekinesis, a way to control items with your mind." Said Glynda as she placed her left hand on Ginny's shoulder and her right hand on Harry's shoulder.
"Oz, I think that they are ready for the real story"
"Are you sure?" Ozpin asked his deputy. Glynda nodded, her face falling in her teacher's mode. Ozpin took a deep breath and nodded before he took a seat.

"To begin the story, we need to go back before the kingdoms as you know were build. Humans and faunus traveled the world, searching for a save haven. Several humans and faunus used the earlier forms of dust and infused their own bodies with it. When several kingdoms were created, the humans and faunus who infused their bodies with dust tried to take control of the kingdoms, but their efforts were thwarted by the first team of huntsmen and huntresses. Being driven away, their lost the power to use dust and needed a focus. They eventually found a traveling group that found a solution to their problem. The solution was a wooden stick infused with dust."
Harry and Ginny both leaned forward, willing to absorb the story in total.

"When they learned enough about the new way of using dust, the group made his way back to the kingdoms and used their newly gained ability to throw up a veil that separated us from the rest of humanity. Then they cursed our ancestors with a very dangerous spell, a spell that has jumped on each generation of off-springs. The curse allowed the creatures of Grimm to locate us because our negative emotions. Anger, hate, mistrust. All these emotions are beacons for the Grimm to locate us."

Harry nodded. Listening to Professor Port's stories, Harry was able to learn about the Grimm and their constant struggle with humans and Faunus.
"So we're attracting Grimm because several people hated us?" Harry asked.
Ozpin nodded. "After a time, when Humanity was nearly driven to extinction our ancestors found a way to manipulate dust in a way that wasn't requiring a focus. The rest as they say is history. However, those people who used a focus, made their way outside the land of Remnant, where they eventually mixed with other citizens and created off-springs. Those off-springs found out that they needed a focus to unlock their aura, and became known as the first wizards and witches."

Harry and Ginny gasped, as they heard the term 'witches' and 'wizards'.
"The witches and wizards of that time have multiplied and are now living under the normal people who they call muggles. It's a name for those who are unable to use, what they call 'magic'.
Now. About twenty years ago, a wizard with the name Voldemort, rose to power because of the fears of a certain population of the Wizarding population. He started a group that had the intention to maintain the wizarding traditions, but he all to soon became a tyrant, wanting to build his own magical empire, starting with wizarding Britain."

"Wizarding Britain?" Asked Harry. "But dad, you spoke of a United Kingdom. Why do you speak about a totally different part of that world?" Harry pointed to the map that showed several countries, including the United Kingdom.
"That's because, Britain is a part of the United Kingdom. There are four countries that make up the United Kingdom. There's England, Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland. The first three are what is called Britain or Great Britain. Of course there are several smaller islands that go with the territory, but these are not important to our story."
Harry nodded, as he finally understood the difference of the two names.

Ozpin continued. "Ten years ago, the same wizard who desired his empire personally attacked a family of three. He killed the father and made his way to the nursery where the mother pleaded with him to spare her young child and to take her own life. Voldemort refused and killed the mother before he pointed his wand at the young baby. He threw a green curse, that is said than nobody could survive at the young boy and, by something that can't be explained the boy threw back the curse right at Voldemort. It is said that he died that night as he cast the killing curse, one of the three unforgivable curses."

"The boy was placed by the headmaster of Hogwarts School of witchcraft and Wizardry and the leader of the light side, on the doorsteps of his only remaining relatives. Said relatives never wanted themselves being the guarding of a wizarding child, something that they called 'unnatural freaks'. They took the boy and placed him up for adoption."

Harry wasn't listening to the story. As Ozpin told of the green curse, Harry had a clear view of what happened that night, as if he was that boy who saw his mother being killed by a green flash of light, before he himself was subjected to the same green flash. Harry started to shake, forcing Glynda to hold Harry close to her, to prevent him from hurting himself. Ozpin slowly lowered himself on his knees and grabbed Harry's trembling hands.
"Harry. Listen to me. You are alright, you are save. You are loved by all of us. Come back to us" It took about five minutes for Harry to calm down.
Harry nodded, his head hanging down in shame.
"Harry, you have nothing to be ashamed about. What you went through must have been an terrifying experience. I can only think of one thing that comes close to that and that is losing your entire team while on a mission fighting the Grimm." Said Glynda as she gently placed Harry on her lap.

"But, you're not the only one who came from Britain, Harry." Said Ozpin as he looked from Harry who was sitting in Glynda's lap to Ginny who started to become a bit nervous as her 'uncle', mother and her best friend looked at her. Then it hit her like a charging Goliath.
"I'm from that place to?" Ginny asked, as she fell down on the floor. Ozpin nodded.
"Yes. Just like Harry here, you are also from Britain, and also were adopted. Glynda here found you in the Forever fall forest, while she was fighting a pack of Beowolves." Ozpin gently placed Ginny back on the couch as he continued his story.

"It seems that Ginny's family was being attacked the same time that Harry's family was killed. It seems that she was a target for Voldemort's followers who wanted to punish the light by killing a light-sided family. They choose Ginny's family and while partly successful in fulfilling their plan, they could not complete it. They disabled Ginny's brother who was closest in age with her, and threw something called a 'port-key' on Ginny before they were killed. It seems that this 'port-key' transported Ginny from her home to the Forever fall forest, where Glynda was battling the Grimm."

"So, what now?" Asked Harry. He had sat down on the couch again as Ginny was being held by Glynda. "Now we wait. Hogwarts will probably sent another letter for Harry. I want you to prepare a letter back for the owl that you can give when they sent you another letter." Harry nodded.
"Why? Why didn't they tried to find me?" Ginny asked softly as tears fell down her face.
"The family you come from is what is known as 'blood traitors' Ginny, and therefor your search was given a very low priority." Said Ozpin as he gently held Ginny's hand, trying to calm the sad girl.
"How do you know this all?" Ginny asked, as she tried to stop the flow of tears down her face.

Ozpin smiled. "It's because of my lesser semblance, Ginny. It's Clairvoyance."
A chime ended the meeting as Ozpin withdrew a scroll from his pocket. "Yes?" He asked as he opened the scroll to show who was calling.
"Professor, I have a lady here who want to talk to you about your son and his attendance at a school" Said Professor Port.
"Mmm... Sent her up, Peter." said Ozpin as he closed the scroll again. Looking up he smiled slightly. "It seems we are about to have company, concerning Harry and a school." With those words Ozpin let the three others back to his main office, where they all took seats.

Waiting for a minute to hear the elevator arriving, Ozpin pressed the button to allow the occupant of the elevator to enter his office. With his back to the newcomer, Harry couldn't see who was exiting the elevator. Feeling the floor trembling slightly, Harry found out that this person might be a bit on the heavy side, but choose to ignore it until he felt her presence and smelled her. She had a smell around her that she spent many hours digging in the dirt and stayed around plant life.
Looking up, he came face to face with a very kind faced older lady that had short wavy, grey hair, brown eyes and a lot of crow's feet around her eyes. A slightly dirty nose and a large smiling mouth greeted him, until her eyes looked at his forehead. Then her whole face lid up in shock and surprise.

"Harry James Potter? What are you doing here?"