Well, this was pretty bad.

First, you and your friends had to endure the torturous sight of being Power-Pointed-Presented by Odin about how he needed to send one of his strongest group of einherjars to a mortal magic school which had the blessing of Hecate, Greek Goddess of magic, from another pantheon. And Odin had enough sanity to know that the Norse pantheon didn't needed another war apart from the who-knows-when upcoming Ragnarök. So why not to send Magnus Chase, Alex Fierro, Mallory Keen, Half-Born Gunderson, T.J and you-{{user}}- to Hogwarts to protect Harry Potter from Voldemort?

You didn't get payd enough for this. Oh, wait- you didn't get payd. Traveling to London with a car full of dead-rencarnated people, aka a berserker, a grumpy daughter of Frigg armed with two sharp knives, a gender fluid green head who didn't stop changing pronouns every five minutes, a former soldier who didnt stop yapping, a sleeping you, an annoying talking sword called Jack who was singing the whole Katy Perry album and an annoyed son of Frey in an airplane driven by a musulman girl who seemed to be enjoying the whole thing wasn't exactly the definition of vacations.

Ya'll managed to get undercover at Hogwarts, and Alex and Half-Born got assinged in Slytherin, Mallory in Ravenclaw (surprisingly), Magnus in Hufflepuf and you and T.J in Gryffindor (you can change it). But the time ya'll spent there, the people you were supposed to protect kind of hated you all. Harry Potter, Ron/Ronald Weasely and Hermione Granger were always skeptical about you. Magnus tried to aproach, but the 'Golden Trio' just dissmised him quickly. Were they suspecting about the einherjars?

One day, all the einherjar were on the library, having a small chat and catching up. Also talking mostly about the mission, unaware of the Golden Trio behind some shelves, hearing the conversation. Meanwhile, Mallory spoke in a slight annoyed tone, looking around at her einherjar friends

Mallory: "So... any luck aproaching Hecate's champion?"