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When I write my fan fictions and original stories, I tend to overly describe an action scene like magic duels and fights. is that bad? Seriously speaking, I really don't know. What are your opinions about it guys? Help me!

Professor Deeply sat in his office with great frustration. While Dana stood in front of him, she bore the same reaction. He shook his head and thought of the earlier event. The man that showed in the Owlery was indeed someone he knew, he just can't remember. And the man had strange powers; ability to stop time. Time is something never been touched by magic, as far as he knew.

He stood up and walked towards the windows. Then, he shifted his gaze at Fawkes, who looked rather disturbed by some feeling. He was no expert at animals and their feelings but he did sense something was wrong. Afterwards, he looked at Dana as she stared at him with great anxiety.

"I feel something bad, Dana." He said in a very clear tone, avoiding the sound of being nervous.

Dana nodded in agreement with Deep. "Yes, and for now, the Owlery is off limits to the students. They cannot send any letter to anyone. Except, perhaps, if they have their owls with them. But I highly doubt that..." She said.

"Yes, indeed, something is wrong. I feel that there is a plot of some kind. Have you received any word from the Ministry about Alvis?"

She shook his head. "Not yet, but I am sure---"

And then there was a sudden movement at the office. Dana and Deep immediately looked at the origin of the movement. They looked at the door, which now strangely hung open. He did not remember it being open before engaging in a conversation with the Deputy Headmistress. Then, he slowly picked his wand from the top of his desk and looked round the office. Fawkes began to emit strange sounds, as if warning them.

Dana, on the other hand, faced her back and then aimed her wand around. She looked very nervous based on her expression. Sweat started to drip from her face.

"Who's there?" She asked in a strong tone, enabling her voice to be heard all around the room.

Deep walked beside her and scattered his gaze around the room. No one would Apparate in front of them because it was Hogwarts after all. The anti-apparition charm around the school denied that magic.

When all of the sudden, a strange feeling overwhelmed their senses. Dana was enshrouded with fear and became unable to move the following moments. The headmaster, however, had the strength to face his back, at his desk. And the most shocking image filled his eyes.

There, a man sat at his seat, by his desk. The man he had feared of arriving here at Hogwarts, the man who became his nightmare for many years. There sat at his chair a pale and rather severe looking man with a grin that sent shivers to his spine. Alvis, he thought. And not just a thought, he was real in front of him, smiling.

His smiled widened than earlier. "How are you, professor?" He asked in a very cold and chilly tone.

"I... I am indeed fine, Alvis."

He chuckled and then glared at him. "I see that you still know me. And I am fairly sure you were expecting me as well. Why, those barriers were indeed very difficult to crack."

Dana gulped for air and faced Alvis, much to her horror. She looked at him in a strange way. "You passed Flitwick's barriers?"

"Why yes, fortunately. Not to mention that the main gates were charmed with an incredible magic. I do have to say, I'm quite upset with your hospitality." He paused and then shifted his eyes at Deep, who flinched when he glared at him. "It feels so nice that I'm back at my Alma Matter. Now, I can finish a course I failed to do last time."

"What do you want here?!" Deep yelled at the top his lungs. Even Dana was shocked by his sudden reaction.

Suddenly, two men came in the scene that as if they Apparated into the office. Dana immediately faced them and pointed her wand. She was surprised to see the sudden appearance of the men; she wore an expression of disgust and foulness. The men paid less attention to her and drew their wands, albeit more relaxed than her.

"I never thought I'd live to see this day!" she said in a strong tone. "Disrespect of the office of the Headmaster! This is an abomination!"

Alvis took a very long sigh. "It is futile, professors."

That was it. Deep could not handle no more. With a blink of an eye, he pulled out his wand and aimed at Alvis. He didn't seem threatened by Deep's sudden action. And then, the strange man slowly pulled his wand.

"Is this what you want?"

And then the room was engulfed in bright flashes of green lights. Alvis immediately disappeared and then reappeared at the bookshelf nearby; Deep dashed to him and waved his wand. Suddenly, books began to clutter around Alvis. He looked at the man as he struggled of removing the books that crowded him.

"Bombarda Maxima!" Deep quickly said. And then, it looked as if the whole wall exploded to pieces. Pages and papers flew here and there. And the room began to fill with smoke. He looked at Dana and was shocked to see her in action.

Dana was waving here and there, deflecting bright flashes of green and red sparks all over the place. She was struggling with the two men that duels her at the same time. But the men were indeed having a hard time themselves, deflecting her spells.

When all of the sudden, she gave them a fast and swirling wave of her wand. Then, the men were engulfed by a small vortex of dust and smoke. She waved her wand again and the vortex turned to a huge sphere of smoke, with the men still inside it. She flicked her wand and the sphere crashed into the walls with a huge explosion, as if the sphere was equipped with bombs.

But before she could take a short sigh, a strong burst of force pushed her to the walls of the office. Looking through the smoke, she saw that the men walked out unharmed. Her jaws fell open and her eyes widened with shock.

On the other side of the room, Deep took a short grunt as he saw Alvis' body walk out of the flames with not a single scratch, even to his robe. The headmaster immediately helped Dana to her feet.

Avis laughed at the two. "Resistance is futile," he paused "and Hogwarts is now at our hands."