In the Hogwarts library, Hermione slamd a book onto the table so hard that Ron nearly fell out of his chair.
"Moste Potente Potions?" Ron read the title. "That sounds... terrifying."
Hermione flipped through the pages. "It contains the recipe for Polyjuice Potion—it lets you turn into another person."
Harry's eyes widened. "You an we can disguise ourselves as Crabbe and Goyle?"
"Exactly." Hermione nodded. "We use it to trick Malfoy into telling us if he's the Heir of Slytherin."
Ron frowned. "And how long does this take?"
Hermione's expression darkened. "A month."
"A MONTH?" Ron groaned. "We could just beat the answer out of him in ten minutes."
"But where will we get the ingredients?" Harry asked.
Hermione grinned evilly. "Oh, that's easy. Raja can steal them from Snape's private stores."
Trio decided to not involve Raja in there Plan due to him being Slytherin if sothing goes wrong he will implicate also cause harm in is house.
Raja, who had just arrived, waving hand like a nobleman, froze when Hermione ask sothing. "Excuse ? What?"
"You love challenges." Hermione smirked. "I dare you to sneak into Snape's storeroom and take so potion materials for our experint its secrect."
Raja blinked. "You dare ?" (Raja already know wants to act ignorant about there plan).
"Yes."
He narrowed his eyes. "I accept this challenge."
Ron sighed. "He's an idiot."
It was Gryffindor vs. Slytherin, and the stadium was packed.
Draco Malfoy, Slytherin's Seeker, strutted onto the field like he owned the place.
"You nervous, Potter?" he sneered.
Before Harry could reply, Raja's voice echoed through the ground as a co-comntator for the Match.
"AND HERE COS DRACO MALFOY, THE MAN, THE MYTH, THE DADDY'S-BOY!"
Draco nearly tripped over his broom.
Snape, sitting in the stands, looked monts away from hexing Raja into another dinsion. Raja joined as an anchor for quidditch ga by irritating snape and making a deal that he will not steal anything this month
"What have I done," Snape hissed as he rembered the Deal.
Just as the match started, a Bludger suddenly went berserk.
Instead of attacking everyone, it locked onto Harry.
Hagrid stood up. "That ain't normal!"
Ron scread, "SOBODY STOP IT!"
"It's enchanted!" Hermione yelled. "Harry has to dodge!"
anwhile, Raja continued narrating.
"Oh! And the Bludger is REALLY into Harry! Look at that commitnt! That dedication! If only sobody's(Draco) father loved him that much!"
Draco, furious, missed a turn and crashed into the ground.
Raja grinned. "Oooooh, and Malfoy has fallen—just like his Slytherin's faith in him!"
Finally, the Bludger slamd into Harry's arm, breaking it.
Despite this, he caught the Snitch with his left hand.
"AND HARRY WINS WITH A BROKEN ARM! A TRUE HERO!" Raja cheered. "BUT ALSO, Ouch!"
After the match, Lockhart pranced over.
"No need to thank ," he said, despite doing nothing. "I'll have that arm fixed in no ti!"
"NO, WAIT—" Harry tried to protest.
Lockhart flicked his wand.
POP.
Harry stared at his completely boneless arm, now flopping like a noodle.
Ron turned green. "Oh, that's disgusting."
Hagrid nearly fainted.
Raja, anwhile, leaned into the mic. "And once again, Gilderoy Lockhart introduces us to a whole new style of healing! Revolutionary! Cutting-edge! Useless!"
Lockhart preened at the complint.
Mada Pomfrey was NOT amused.
"You should've brought him here imdiately!" she scolded, shoving a bottle of Skele-Gro into Harry's hands. "This will regrow your bones overnight. Painfully."
anwhile, Malfoy was also in the Hospital Wing, moaning dramatically over his "severe injuries" (aka a tiny bruise).
Raja suddenly flung himself onto Malfoy's bedside, fake crying.
"Oh, my dear Draco! How will I live without you?"
The entire room burst into laughter.
Mada Pomfrey, done with everything, dragged Raja out of the room by his ear.
"DRACO, I WILL NEVER FORGET YOU TAKE CARE YOURSELF!" Raja scread as he was dragged away.
That night, Harry woke up to a chilling voice.
"Kill... Ti to kill..."
Before he could panic, Dobby appeared on his bed.
Harry groaned. "Dobby, WHAT are you doing here?"
"Harry Potter must leave Hogwarts!" Dobby pleaded. "Dobby blocked the train! Dobby enchanted the Bludger!"
Harry froze. "YOU SENT THE BLUDGER?!"
Dobby nodded. "It was for your own safety!"
Raja, who was eavesdropping in stealth, peeked in. "You could've just sent an owl!" and put a mark on Dobby's back using his magic.
Before Dobby could answer, he heard footsteps and vanished.
Professors McGonagall and Dumbledore arrived carrying a petrified Colin Creevey.
His cara was lted from the inside.
"Hogwarts is no longer safe," Dumbledore said gravely.
Beside him, Raja—now in full detective attire,—nodded, puffing his bubble pipe.
"It appears," Raja declared, "Another victim fall for the Heir of Slytherin but rember nobody can escape from the grasp of Mighty Detective Raja!"
McGonagall sighed. "Kumara, stop this."
Raja ignored her.
He transfigured into a doctor's outfit, grabbed a bottle of Mandrake restorative potion, and poured a dramatic amount onto Colin.
"Patient is in Critical condition we need Doctor wait I am Doctor!" Raja cackled as Colin twitched.
Mada Pomfrey, having lost all patience, dragged Raja away AGAIN " No you're not a Doctor".
"ANOTHER SUCCESSFUL OPERATION!" Raja shouted as he was thrown out.
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