Harry Potter: The Witty Wizard

Hermione held onto him so he wouldn't fall over and, confused, said, "That looked like a lot of power needed to activate such a small ward."

"It wasn't just one ward, my dear," he returned, getting steadier on his feet. "There were actually a few wards that all went active at the same time."

"What wards?" she quickly asked.

"The permanency ward, as I said I would do," he replied. "Plus, a Muggle Notice-Me-Not that excludes your parents; an alert charm that's now linked to us two and Harry; impervious charms to the walls, the ceiling, the window and the door; and two currently inactive secrecy charms that I'll activate once the floo is connected and has been tested."

"What're the secrecy charms for?" she was quick to ask.

"So that anyone who arrives through the floo that isn't keyed in to the wards will have no idea where they are. But, it won't stop them leaving again via the floo. And the second will hide the ward stones once the full wards are up and active.

"The impervious charms on the inner surfaces of this room will now shrug off almost all forms of magical attack. If anything, if you cast a curse or anything at the walls, it will reflect back at you. That is, of course, if you don't get stunned by the wards Harry set up over the entire property regarding ill-intent, first."

When the pair returned to the house, Sirius said he'd let Ted know to arrange to connect the floo in the morning.

He'd said, "It's pointless sending an owl or house elf as I currently share a house with the man."

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The next morning at breakfast Harry thought he was still eating enough to feed his entire dorm - as long as Ron wasn't in it at the time. However, over the past two days he felt the amount he was eating had diminished a little.

Frowning, he stood just as Hermione walked in.

"Got a sec?" he asked her.

"Errr... yes?" she replied, unsure.

Harry walked over to the door with the inch measurement marks and asked, "Mind measuring me again? It is Friday, after all."

Understanding, her eyes lit up and she replied, "Oh, of course!" And moved over to join him as he kicked his shoes off, leaving him in socks.

Standing with his back and head against the door and up straight, Harry waited for Hermione to mark the spot on the door edge. As she did, she gave a small gasp of shock.

Ducking down and stepping away, he spun about to see for himself. Her finger was just a small smidge below six foot. If her mark was accurate, he stood about five foot eleven and three quarters.

"Not six foot?" he asked no one. "Well, that's annoying."

"Not six foot!?!" she asked right back, lowering her hand. "Harry... just under three weeks ago you stood five foot five. You've shot up about seven inches!"

"Hermione," her father gently called her attention. "Six foot is one of those 'manly' things we men aspire to. Standing over six feet tall is one of those things men pride themselves on."

Turning to Harry, she asked, "Is that what you think?"

"Of course," he replied, as if it was as simple as asking if the sky was blue or water was wet.

With an exasperated sigh, she said, "I wouldn't think any less of you if you only stood five foot three, Harry. Standing over six foot tall does not impress me. It just makes you slightly taller than the norm. Which, by the way, is five foot nine for a male in England. And that's for an adult.

"Don't forget, you're only fifteen. Which means you should still grow approximately one to two inches before you reach your true adult height."

"But it's the six foot mark, 'Mione," he almost whined.

That had Monica snort and Wendell smile.

"Really, Harry," Hermione exasperatedly retorted. "If the potions continue to work―"

"But, that's just it!" he grumbled. "I've noticed my hunger and intake is starting to reduce. I think the building of my body is pretty much done with."

"For a fifteen year old, maybe," she said. "But, as I said, you'll probably break through the six foot mark within the next six months. It is, after all, only another quarter inch.

"Besides, weren't you complaining that the potions were still driving you to fill your stomach?"

"That was before I knew the six foot mark was in sight!"

Almost sulking, he returned to his breakfast as Hermione moved to begin her own after she first rolled her eyes at him. That's when Hedwig and the Daily Prophet owl swooped in through the open dinette window. Again, Hedwig beat the other owl only by about a yard.

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