Ok, so I just realized that I still haven't answered what the mistake in chapter four was. Here's the part.

"Ok, this is Finn, Philby, Willa, Rachel, Maybeck, Charlene, Amanda, and Jess," Rachel introduced.

The mistake was that when Rachel was introducing people, she said her name too. That was the mistake.

There you go, no prize for anyone since no one even guessed.

Harry's POV

We wondered the streets of New York, not entirely sure how to find the horcorox. We decided to split up. Hermione went with me and Ron went alone. We rounded a corner and came face to face with two muscular men. Hermione gasped. She obviously recognized these people. "You!" she cried. "Yes me," said the thinner of the two. "Who are you?" I asked. The thicker man said, "My name is Bruce Kent. And this guy is John Smith. But you may know him better as Goonie." "Nope, I still don't know who you are," I said. The thicker guy, Bruce, started, "Well, we are-" "Oh, shut up, Batman. Now where's Ronald Weasley?" demanded John, or Goonie. "Why do you want him?" Hermione asked angrily. "Because of the Christmas Incantation," Goonie said. "The what?" asked Hermione. "The Christmas Incantation requires three people with the same blood with different types of magic to be sacrificed. One past, one present, and one future. The Greek gods are figures of the past. The wizards are strong right now. Well not now with whole Voldemort thing, but presently you are doing well. And holograms are very much futurist technology. And all three of them are the same blood. Oh, and when I say sacrificed, I mean they must be murdered in a pretty brutal way by stabbing them each 37 times in the chest?" Bruce said. "Dude! You don't tell them that!" Goonie exclaimed. "Oh, sorry," Bruce apollogized. "You should be sorry," Goonie stated. They looked at us again. "I have no clue who you are," started Goonie, looking at me. "But you would be absolutely perfect bait," Bruce finished, looking at Hermione. Goonie pulled out a gun and shot both of us. We died. I'm kidding! He shot us with webs similar to what Spider-Man shoots (not that I knew who Spider-Man was but whatever). Hermione and I were stuck to a wall. Goonie pulled Hermione off and slung her over his shoulder. I struggled to get free. They started walking to a car a little ways away. Hermione cried, "Harry! They're after Ron! They will kill him! You can't let these guys catch him! You have to-" She was cut off by them stuffing her in the trunk. They drove away. And I was left here, on the side of the street, held up to a wall by webbing.

Finn's POV

It was the next day when I decided we should split up and search the city for Tia Dalma. We were going to leave after breakfast. But during breakfast, the door was knocked upon. Rachel answered the door. In stepped a blonde girl in an orange T-shirt. "Hi Annabeth," said Rachel. Willa then groaned and started slamming her head against the table. Philby patted her shoulder. I had no clue why this was happening but Willa stopped as quickly as she had started so I let it go. Annabeth glanced over at us and raised an eyebrow at us. "Rachel," she started, "Why...." Rachel laughed nervously. "My cousin needed a favor and he brought his friends along. This is Philby, Finn, Willa, Maybeck, Charlene, Jess, and Amanda," Rachel introduced. "Hi," said Annabeth. Then she turned back to Rachel and asked, "Have you seen Percy?" Annabeth asked. "Yeah, he was here last night. But he left," Rachel responded. Then, right on cue, Percy walked though the door. "Hey gu- Annabeth? he asked, surprised to see her. "Percy, where have you been?! I've been calling you all night! There's this big thing at camp and-" "Sorry, Annie," Percy apollogized. Annabeth huffed. "Do not call me Annie," she growled. "Sorry, Annabeth," he corrected. "Percy, Rachel, you need to come with me to camp right now," Annabeth demanded. Rachel looked at us. "Will you guys be alright?" she asked us. We nodded. "What are the rules?" she asked us. "No getting kidnapped," I said. "No throwing bricks in the house," Willa said. "No bringing evidence of murder into the house," Maybeck added. Rachel nodded, "Good." Then the three of them left. We finished breakfast and divided into groups. Philby and I would go to Queens. Maybeck and Willa would go to Manhattan. And Jess, Charlene, and Amanda would search Brooklyn. We headed down to search. I was pretty sure we wouldn't find anything. Turns out I had never been so wrong in my life.

I updated another thing! Woo Hoo! I also updated another thing. I updated A Secret, Hidden in a Box, Heavily Wrapped in Chains. It focuses solely on Kingdom Keepers and I think it's better that this story so I recommend you go check it out. Though I may change the name of it soon. Whatever.

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