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Professor Trelawney was scurrying through her tower. “No. The tea leaves cannot be showing this.” She shuffled through her papers, trying to find the obscure text she read earlier in the day. She was shaking as the omen that she read terrified her more than the one those fateful years ago. Everything had been peaceful since the fall of Voldemort, or so she thought. These portents and mild visions she had been experiencing the last couple weeks have been chilling her to her bones.

“Aha!” Professor Trelawney exclaimed. She quickly started to review the document and her mouth fell open agape. Before she could react, an explosion rocked Hogwarts and threw Professor Trelawney sideways, knocking her unconscious.

When she awoke, she had to push some rubble off of her. She stood up shakily and left her tower. In situations like this, the teachers would typically gather in the Great Hall. Luckily, there were no students at Hogwarts. She went down the staircases and heard voices from within the Great Hall but could not make any out. Professor Trelawney pushed open the door and stepped inside.

She could not believe her eyes. She did not recognize anyone standing in front of her. It seemed like no one recognized each other nor any of the deeds they had performed in the past. Harry Potter stepped forth, still as young as he was back in Hogwarts and started to speak. “Now, I have no idea how any of us got here or even who any of you are, but it's clear some…evil is afoot.” Fred Weasley clutched the Marauder’s Map and nodded his head. “This is really strange, mate.”

Lord Voldemort stood up shakily, unaware of who he was nor who anyone else was. “What the hell is going on here?” He may not have his memories, but in his heart he felt that this group needed a leader. And he was the obvious choice to rule….i mean lead over.” Lord Voldemort stepped forward, intent on giving everyone a piece of his mind, but Gellert Grindlewald spoke first. “I think we need someone to lead us. Obviously, I think I would be the best.”

Arguments erupted as no one could trust anyone in this location as they all seem to have lost their memories. Another man spoke, the beard on his face shifting in and out of focus. “Now, now. There should be a civil way to do this,” Albus Dumbledore said. He was quickly cut off as others joined in the arguments and it was clear alliances were starting to form amongst everyone.

Lord Voldemort scoffed. “Anyone who thinks I am the best to lead us, meet me in the forbidden corridor.” He walked off swiftly with some following behind him. Peter Pettigrew wasn’t sure what to do, but he followed this man regardless. Something felt…appropriate.

Gellert Grindlewald let out a mirthless laugh and announced that anyone who felt he should be in charge should follow him down to the dungeons. Some decided to follow him, especially Nagel. He may not remember who he was or what he has done, but something about Grindlewald felt right.

Dumbledore sighed and looked around at the others. “Well, I guess we better figure out what is going on here.” Another voice spoke up. “Well, let’s get everyone fed and come up with a plan on what to do next.” Minerva McGonagall strode out from the shadows. “We should meet in the Great Hall each day to see if we can figure out who put us here and who we all are.” The others pondered this but agreed. Tomorrow, they would all meet and figure out what the hell is going on.

Professor Trelawney had a bad feeling about this. She quickly left and strode back up to her tower, hoping that she would be able to find an answer to this puzzle.

Elsewhere in the castle, Peeves woke up from a quick nap. “People? In the castle? This is going to be LOADS of fun.” He cackled and whizzed around the castle planning all sorts of mischief.