The smaller teacher was making absent wand movements, the classroom being cleaned and organizing itself as he absently moved. "Of course Ms. Granger. What can I do for you?" She smiled. "If we make a new charm, what do we do next? Who do we tell, how do we share it?"
Filius finished organizing the classroom. "It is slightly different based on if the charm is offensive or defensive in nature, if it is high or low level magic requirement, and how bad accidents can be. For example, a color changing spell would be considered a basic spell, since it is considered neither offensive nor defensive and it takes very little power to use. There are almost no side effects as well." He sat in a chair near the children. "We go into much more detail about spell creation in seventh year classes, many students make some variation of existing spells as extra credit on their Nastily Exhausting Wizarding Tests."
Harry gave a frown. "Well, how do you find out what can go wrong? My charm didn't seem to have any major side effects." Flitwick looked on in surprise. "Mr. Potter, you created a charm?"
He nodded and held out two books. "We were researching food preservation charms and Hannah remembered this potion suspension spell, 'Potionem Suspensionis'. None of us could cast it though, because of how complicated it was." Harry handed over some paper with pen notes on it. "So I stripped out a lot of the complicated parts and made it less accurate. After compressing the movements, it is much easier to cast and it suspends time for a target... or at least really really slows time down."
Goblin-like fingers shook slightly as they took the crudely written notes and began reviewing them. "In your opinion, Mr. Potter, how close are you from making a working prototype of this spell?"
Green eyes looked confused. "All my prototypes worked, Professor. Those are the notes for the final version, the one I worked hardest on. It activates slower, it only lasts for a few thousand years instead of forever, and it can't remember how fluid is being stirred... but it does keep temperatures unchanging, prevents crushing, and essentially stops time for a target." He pulled out a sandwich and tapped it against a table. "See? It's like rock. Finite works to undo it pretty easily."
"Fifty points, Mr. Potter. This is work beyond many charm masters... you took a completed Potion Master charm and modified it for food storage of all things." Flitwick shook his head. "I assure you, if you ever need a career, spell design should be at the top of your list now. Let's head into my office and I can help you submit this to the Ministry. If it gets accepted then any book that references your charm will pay you a royalty fee."
Hermione was absorbing this information like a sponge. "Have you done this process before?" Flitwick gave a grin. "Done this before? I was a professional duelist. Making new spells was almost required to surprise your opponent." He read through the notes and gave a small frown. "The original charm was very complex. How many wand motions is your version?"
Harry shrugged. "Four."
Filius blinked then grin. "Oh yes, I think this will show up in SEVERAL books... and not just because of your Boy-Who-lived fame." He began pulling papers from drawers. "It handles heat, cold... it is simple to cast, even easier than the food warming spell my father taught me. Yes, I can see this taking off easily, especially for restaurants and shops that sell fragile goods."
Seeing Harry's confusion, he chuckled. "It basically acts like you turned objects to stone, without actually changing the composition of the object. It might even be useful in the medical field, freezing a limb until it can be treated or what have you."
Padma grinned. "It could make clothing into armor maybe."
Harry frowned. "No, it wouldn't bend right... not unless you cast it several times in small chunks. Still, it could make a cool shield out of anything, dirt, or what not."
Flitwick finished filling out some forms and passed them over. "This is something similar to a patent, if you know of the muggle methods of protecting this sort of thing. What it says is anyone can use your spell, but if they wish to print it in books then they must contact you for your permission first. It will also prevent others from claiming they invented your charm first and creating a legal case against you."
He grinned. "Now that all the boring legal stuff is out of the way... Care to teach an old teacher new tricks?" Professor McGonagall sat between stacks of paper, filling out documentation and forms that had been placed upon the school over the years. Much of it was meaningless... until not done. At which point everything began collapsing, there was rioting in the streets, and clowns came out of the basement. Or at least, that was what Minerva thought.
Albus was staying in his office, thankfully. As much as she loved the old man, he was much less stable for some reason this year. Right now he was arguing with his Lemon Drop collection. Something about "It's too dangerous, think of the lemons" or some such.
Minerva picked up a new form recently passed in. A new charm? Ah, Filius. Well, signed and into the out bound folder. Next... Oh, Madam Hooch didn't need new brooms? Well, this cancellation would allow the School to get those Mandrake saplings Professor Sprout had been begging for last meeting. There was some more complaints about Professor Snape... sigh. She had tried to get that man out several times now, but Albus would wander in at some point, say 'He has my complete confidence' and refuse to sign the dismissal slip.
She had even tried when he had been on vacation, just for him to appear with that phoenix wearing... SOME strange combination of equipment he called "SCUBA gear". It was just frustrating.
She took a break, leaning back in her chair. Could the Deputy Headmaster get a Deputy? Or maybe find a paperwork spell. She would make millions of Galleons in an hour no doubt, and be given a world wide holiday.
Susan was having a rough time writing a letter. It had only been a few days, barely a week, and... well, somehow everything seemed to be complicated now. Let's see... Dear Auntie... uh. Friends? Sure, put them down. Maybe they could invite Neville over during Christmas break... would that be too soon? She could invite the others, definitely. Mention the group, sure... the core thing? Maybe that would be easier in person. Snowball fight, BIG yes. In fact, more stories about the snow stuff. Neville could really throw a snowball, when he stopped being so shy.
She liked his shyness a bit. Maybe.
The studying was amazing. Her mental world made reading more fun, since she didn't forget as easily as she used to. Maybe she should start reading more about plants? No reason. None at all.
Harry faded into his mental world. That had been a LONG day, really. Maybe it just felt longer because he had to put up with that greasy bastard. At least the other teachers were terrible for obvious reasons, like death or speech and writing issues. Snape was maliciously incompetent. Such a strange combination.
"Quack."
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