Harry landed quite gracefully whereas Albus hurtled to the ground. He got up and straightened his shirt.

  "Hello, Minister Barschoff," Harry greeted.

  "Good morning, Potter. Thank you for coming on such short notice."

  "My pleasure, sir. Is do anything to protect my family and the Ministry of Magic. I've brought my son with me today. I thought he could help us with the investigation since he probably knows most about James as a brother and a student."

  "Very well. Albus, today we are going to find out how to reverse the powers of the Posessor Gem. Have you learned about counter-curses in Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Albus tried to recall his notes from Defense Against the DARK Arts, but Ceasar and Albus had always goofed off during class. Although, there was a faint memory of a lesson in Herbology and Potions. If Mimbulus mimbletonia and privets were mixed together, a powerful counter-spell could be produced.

  "Sir," Albus said. "I believe that privets and Mimbulus mimbletonia are brewed together, it forms a counter-spell."

  "Brilliant!" Barschoff cried. "But Albus, how do you know this? Usually, professors feel not the need to teach this." 

  Albus blushed and said in a quiet voice, "Saturday classes and detention, sir."

  "Albus, you never told me about this?"said Harry.

  "Sorry, Dad."

  "Well, Potters, let's get to work. I don't know if this potion will work, but it's a shame if we don't take this opportunity to  help your brother." Albus, Harry, and Barschoff rushed off into the cauldron room.