Rise Of House Cason

Art healed a few of the Aurors who were injured. They thanked him and Art stared at Joel who was still taking care of Rachel.

"What?" Joel finally asked in annoyance.

"You going to let me heal your arm? You might be able to take better care of her." Art gave him a mocking smile and pointed at his limp arm.

Joel cheeks turned a little red but he came over to Art and let him see his arm. Rolling up his sleeve Art whistle as he saw his arm was swollen and purple.

"Broken by the looks of it. Give me a moment." Art said casting a spell. A loud pop was heard and Joel gave a grunt of pain.

"The swelling should go down in a day or two." Art said.

Joel thanked him and left quickly back to Rachel. Art chuckled and looked at Justin who was laughing into his hand as he glanced at Joel. He secretly gave him a thumbs causing Joel to blush slightly.

The Aurors were busy organizing all the stuff they found at the lair. The students were tight lipped about what they saw but didn't tell Art anything.

"Must have been bad." Art said to Joel and Boomer.

The two of them nodded their heads gravely.

"I understand now Art, why you care about beasts so much. Nobody deserves that fate." Justin said darkly.

Boomer didn't say anything but nodded his head in agreement, horror in his eyes.

Art's eyes hardened as he clenched his fist, "I knew I let that bastard die too quickly."

"You did. Death was too easy for him." Justin said darkly.

Art took a deep breath and let it out, "Next time we capture them alive." he paused and shrugged his shoulders. "Or torture him a little before killing him."

The other two didn't give him a response and simply stared off.

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The Aurors soon left for MACUSA to report their findings while Newt and the students left for Ilvermorny. The five student's spirits seemed to be down as they didn't speak much with each other.

"You all have experienced an actual fight. Don't forget it, learn from it. The world is a dangerous place." Newt said to them. They all had serious expressions and nodded their heads.

Newt gave them a smile, "You did well, be proud of yourselves."

They gave a glance to Art, without him and Azura, they would most likely be dead.

"You now know how different school is then real life experience." Art said slowly, turning to face them. "I can say, as a peer, that you all did well. Joel, willing to protect someone with your life is very commendable." Art said, giving Joel a smile.

Justin nudged him in the side and laughed. Rachel also turned a little red as she grabbed his arm gently.

"I hope you all take something away from this. Dueling friends is different than fighting for your life."

"Don't be so serious Art! We made it bad, mostly intact as well!" Justin said, punching his arm.

Art laughed and nodded at Newt who smiled at him.

Soon the gates of the school appeared in front of them and the large statues of Isolt and James were standing in the bright sunlight. Art gave a small bow to bow statues before walking through the gates.

"Boy." an old voice called out from behind him.

Art turned around and saw an ancient Pukwudgie standing there with a broom. His face was covered in wrinkles and had white hair. Wisdom sparkled in his brown eyes as he looked at Art with curiosity.

Art noticed the others had looks of respect towards the old Pukwudgie.

"Can I help you sir?" Art asked him politely.

He waved at the students who nodded and walked into the castle, leaving them alone.

Art was slightly confused but didn't say anything and watched the old Pukwudgie.

He slowly walked over to Isolt's statue and placed a hand on the granite. Art swore he could see a tear fall out of his eye but it disappeared too quickly to tell.

"Whenever you cross the threshold of the gates, you bow to them. Can I ask why?" he asked.

Art walked out and looked at the statues for a second before answering. "They represent what witches and wizards should aspire to. And they did this hundreds of years ago."

"Aspire to, in which way?"

"They couldn't have started any lower and yet they created… this. "he said with a smile and looked around. "Muggle, Wizard, they are just definitions that are meaningless. Look what happens when wizards and muggles work together."

The old Pukwudgie laughed lightly and looked up at Isolt.

"She escaped such an unhappy childhood… gives the rest of us hope." Art chuckled to himself. He shook his head and looked at the Pukwudgie, "Sorry, I'm Artland Cason."

"I know who you are Artland, my name is William." he said with a smile.

"William, p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e." Art said.

William nodded and started to sweep around the statue.

Art didn't disturb him and took out his wand, producing a bouquet of flowers before placing it at the base of Isolt's statue. He then walked into the school and caught up with the students.

A small smile was on William's face, "What an interesting boy, right Isolt?"

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Joining up with the others, Art found them talking to Headmaster Fontaine.

"Art! I was just hearing about your incredible exploits!" Fontaine said with a loud laugh.

He looked proud of his students, clearly the Aurors told him beforehand of what happened.

"It was a good learning experience." Art said humbly.

Headmaster Fontaine had a large smile on his face as he opened the main doors into the hall. An eruption of cheering and applause came from the room as the students walked out. Art and the others were stunned as they saw the entire school was there.

"MACUSA told us that you solved the Hidebehind problem. The students wanted to show their gratitude." Fontaine told them with a smile.

Justin and Boomer put on heroic faces and waved, causing Art to laugh. Rachel slowly grabbed Joel's hand, causing both of them to turn a deep red.

Art looked up at the balcony and saw Shelby, Natasha and Alby smiling at him. Alby was waving like an idiot causing Art to laugh and wave back at him.

"Students of Ilvermorny! Welcome back our heroes!" Fontaine said with a booming voice.

Art rolled his eyes, thinking the Headmaster was putting it on thick. They didn't go to war or anything.

But the students cheered louder, almost deafening.

The day was a celebration with feasts and parties. A few older students were able to sneak in alcohol causing many students to go overboard and end up passed out all over campus.

Art sat on a couch by himself sipping a Butterbeer. Shelby walked over to him and clicked his bottle, "Drink up, you're a hero." she said with a bright smile, her dark skin flawless.

"Bit of an exeragation." Art scoffed.

"Killing Dark Wizards is always held in high esteem, is it different in Europe?" she asked confused.

Artland immediately thought of Voldemort and slowly answered, "Depends on who I guess. But a no name? No, we wouldn't call ourselves heroes."

"Either way, you did a good thing." she said, leaning back, showing off her impressive curves.

Art rolled his eyes at her causing her to glare at him.

"Nothing? At all?" she eyed him carefully, "You're not gay right?"

Art ignored her jab and said, "Your dad is an interesting man."

She scoffed and waved it off, "He is a dork. Always fighting with other Aurors and MACUSA. If it wasn't for my mother he would have been fired years ago."

"He speaks his mind and doesn't care about what people think. The world needs more people like him." Art looked at her, "You get that from him."

Shelby laughed and finished her drink, her cheeks slightly rosier, "Maybe. He is a great husband and father though."

She paused and leaned close to Art and whispered in his ear, "I am extremely jealous of your girlfriend you know."

"I think you should go to bed." Art chuckled quietly, he saw many angry looks directed at him, "Before the male population tries to kill me."

Shelby turned around and laughed, "Well the girls don't look too happy with me either."