Hogwarts~ Scotland, 1990, 31st of October- Samhain
Almost two months had passed since we had become a student at Hogwarts and things were beginning to settle down.
Lunaris and I had been scoring top marks in every class and were well on our way to devouring an entire bookshelf's worth of magical theory and spellwork. The tomes were massive.
Speaking of my brother... He had already accomplished the preliminary experiments of his theory on magic. With my aid we had narrowed down how magic was used by wizards and witches, including how it was directed. You see, wands were merely a focus for our souls to latch onto so we could better collect the ambient magic within the atmosphere. Wandless magic was in fact the same as wand-based arcana but with an increase in difficulty due to the lacking strength in that 'muscle'.
Our souls, like any other part of our body, needed exercise and a healthy diet. But instead of running to keep fit and eating lettuce to maintain bodily health, the soul required more cognitive nutrients. In our minor experiments, mainly just exploring the use of spells without a wand and how our merged soul handles that, we had found that meditation and positive thoughts sustained our soul far better than their opposites. Exercise-wise, the soul loved channelling magic for internal use within the body. At first we hadn't known that magic could be used, consciously, within the body. That hole in knowledge was fixed when we ran across some texts from the middle-ages where it described a maintained battle aura that focussed on pumping ones' magic through their muscles, bones, organs and senses to increase focus, intellect, reaction speed, strength and motor function.
Ever since that day, a little over two weeks ago, we had been sustaining a low level battle-aura that slowly 'exercised' our soul's ability to gather magic. The stamina requirements were intense and required actual physical exercise to compensate but that was perfectly fine considering the increase in control that we had gained.
Lunaris had been on the top of the moon with our find as it confirmed his premise that magic didn't need wands, just willpower and effort. To be fair, I was ecstatic as well. I was happy for other reasons as well though... Such as the fact that I had been able to fully indoctrinate, *COUGH*, convince, Harry to agree to the join the Slytherin Quidditch team.
He'd grumbled at first about the 'stupid bloody sport' and how much time it would take out of his study time to abide by their nonsense. I'd had to cajole him and persuade him that it would increase his political standing and further his goals within the house; even if he didn't have goals at this current moment, which he didn't.
Hermione, may the spirits bless her, was a stalwart supporter of my indoc- I mean, persuasions... She'd pointed out that she could help him with his studies by ordering out his schedule for him and also taking notes for him when needed. Speaking of the girl, she was utterly brilliant when it came to the mathematical equations of Arithmancy.
We, Lunaris and I, had introduced the topic to her through the guise of attempting to edit a common cleaning charm to instead summon soap inside someone's mouth. Like a fish to water she'd taken the concepts of Arithmancy and bathed in them. Even Lunaris wasn't confident he could surpass Hermione in the subject after the first month. I'd like to show her ritualistic magics and runes when possible but she was a touch too adherent to power figures. She never badmouthed the teachers or other students, no one would find her cheating or denying the orders of the faculty... It grated on our nerves but it was a slow process considering her past; the little she had told us about it.
I digress, she was brilliant, we were well on our way to understanding the core principals of magic to further our future work... Things were working out well. That was until that imbecile, Quirrell, ran into the dining hall not but two seconds ago screaming...
"A TROLL! T-THERE'S A TROLL! I-IN THE D-DUNGEON!" He stopped dead in the middle of the main hall, my fellow Slytherins reacting with gapes and scoffs in equal amount. The Gryffindors were starting to scream and run around like headless chickens whilst the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs just sat in silent disbelief. "I thought you'd like to know..." Quirrell slumped over onto the flagstones below like a flag in the wind.
Draco no-name screamed in terror alongside his flunkies as the rest of Slytherin stood in concerned readiness. Ronald Weasley was panicking as he flung the food in his hands around his house's table. His brothers, the Weasley Twins, facepalmed in mock frustration before grinning at one another surreptitiously and casting some spells on their little brother under the table.
"Enough!" A cacophonous blast of air echoed through the hall as the Dumble-dweeb held his wand aloft. "Stay calm and collected. This matter shall be handed in due time..." He paused to ensure everyone was listening; most were. "Professor Snape, McGonagall and Flitwick would you please ensure that our prefects guide the students to their dorm rooms whilst I and Professor Sprout search for this troll." Each teacher nodded and strode out to their tasks.
Meanwhile Lunaris and I simultaneously facepalmed. The demented old coot had just issued orders for us to be taken back to our dorms... You know, in the dungeons... Where professor Squirrel had just said the troll was. I couldn't ignore this bullshit any longer.
"Dumbledore!" With a small flick of internal magic I increased the strength of our vocal cords and amplified the sound waves created by them. "I decline your proposition to send us all back to our common rooms." A wave of nervousness and incredulity spread amongst the faculty and cohort of students.
The old coot paused mid-step, looking towards us.
"Oh? And why is that Ms. Emyrs?"
Rolling our eyes I couldn't help but scoff at his affable grandfatherly persona.
"Because the troll has been spotted in the dungeons and your are sending two of the houses into potential danger because of hastily construed actions. Why not keep all of us here and simply ward the hall against trolls and giant-kind?" Snape's lips twitched a single centimetre whilst the rest of the faculty had varying reactions to my idea. Dumbledore was not pleased that his decisions were being questioned.
"Ahh, a reasonable assumption, but I assure you Ms. Emyrs that my method will lead to less danger for yourself and your fellow classmates." The fuckers eyes were twinkling as if that was supposed to convince me.
"Nonsense. You provide little to no evidence to support that your method will help us survive. Not only do you immediately throw away my perfectly reasonable plan but you then dare to deride my age by acting as if you were a parental figure to me... I should hope you consider your actions carefully, dumble-ass, otherwise I might be forced to bring this situation to the notice of the DMLE and the Wizengamot."
His god-forsaken twinkle dwindled into a pale, lifeless, blue that attempted to intimidate me into backing down. It failed, naturally. The entire room at this point was halted, waiting for this confrontation to end; except Snape who had already exited the hall in search of the Troll.
"Very well... Minerva, if you would please place wards over the main hall and ensure the safety of the, children... Filius, myself and Pomona shall go hunt down this troll." The head of Gryffindor nodded and began waving her wand about in a clockwise pattern whilst the rest of the teachers all strode off to do god-knows-what.
Harry blinked several times before simply exclaiming his surprise. "Wicked!"
The entire Slytherin table burst into chuckles and snorts as they considered the nick name I had just thrust upon one of the 'greatest' wizard of our time. Lunaris and I simply sat back down and finished off the food as distant explosions sounded. Although it was a victory, the sensation of weakness and dizziness, which had become a common occurrence since connecting with the LeFay ward stone, spread throughout us once more. Something was occurring, we knew, but no matter how hard we researched into the phenomena there were no results or hints... It could be anything, from magical resonance between us and Hogwarts itself or even the Dragon Pox.
We really hope it wasn't the latter.
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Stonehenge, Britain, 1990, 31st of October- Samhain
Once more the ancient henge burst into vibrational mini-earthquakes. All of the runes changed hue once more, flickering between deep crimsons and greyish onyx tones. Ghostly apparitions emerged then disappeared in small flickering bouts of cyan light as the grass plain around the henge pulsed backwards and forwards with an artificial wind.
The conical funnel that hung above the site flexed and retracted in a similar manner to that of a heart pumping blood. Whispers in the wind whipped through the land whilst the earth itself shifted and groaned under the intense ritual burned into the obelisks.
At exactly 3am the next morning the entire henge shut off before turning back on. This on and off phenomena continued for the next four hours afterwards as the ambient magic of Earth soared to levels unseen in thousands of years. The funnel, now a permanent fixture above the antiquated ritual site, expanded at the aperture and then narrowed as if it were channelling a liquid at its max capacity and with an immense speed.
In those hours the plains shuddered as once extinct trees sprouted from the moist soil below.
It was at this stage that the entire wizarding world was on the proverbial back foot as once extinct plant life and rituals began activating.
The pyramids shone in vibrant starlight, the coverings that had been stripped by time gathering the ambient magic in massive quantities before expelling them in a purer form.
Machu Picchu grew into a hanging garden of glimmering gossamer. Magical foliage was growing instantly when they should have taken hundreds of years to fully ripen... And yet magic had found a way...
The Colosseum in Rome slowly rebuilt itself as the repairing rituals activated once more, the entire structure polishing itself off after 2000 years or more of damage and replacement. The new was incorporated in the old and then changed to match the entire purpose of the arena.
In China several ancient pyramids glowed similarly to those of Giza... In Japan the imperial palace suddenly gained immense internal dimensions. An old imperial library was discovered within hours and the Japanese Ministry was alerted.
Greece was a reactor. An entire stretch of mountains expanded upwards and de-cloaked as golden palaces and villas suddenly emerged as if from no where. Along one of the biggest structures on this mountaintop resided the sigil of the single most powerful family in Magical Britain's history... LeFay.
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