I Don't Own Harry Potter
So it was a little fun to watch everyone have a minor to major freak out about the Tournament, though I noted Blaise was giving me a look when he talked about it. I think he might think that I think that this would be fun, but that's incredibly stupid and personally sounds like a horrible idea. I'll have to make sure he knows that very well, because it would be annoying if he starts pestering me about getting him in as well.
Anyway, besides that bit of recap about the sorting ceremony and feast, school had started back up and I have to say, it's just as boring as I remember it to be honest. Care of Magical Creatures was the only one that took any effort and that's because it was only practical and all the theoretical knowledge I have hardly helps me in this regard. Though considering that I was currently heading up to Defense, I have a feeling that's about to change.
Blaise seemed a bit concerned about something, I think he doesn't trust me being in the same room with Moody, I don't think telling him that it wasn't actually Moody and instead a Death Eater would help that mental assessment of his. Still, as I watched as 'Moody' walked out into the classroom, I noted his eye spun around a lot, like he was trying to keep on eye on everyone at once, like he didn't trust any Slytherin.
I got to say, he's quite the actor, if it wasn't for the fact that I knew that this wasn't the original, I would never notice that some of his actions had split second hesitation to them. It was really helped by the fact that his face was mangled to the point that I think micro expression can't be formed by it and as such he doesn't have to worry about controlling his facial expressions or even body language actually, because he's missing a leg which makes any predetermined walk cycle that someone would know, null and void.
So actually, he isn't that good of an actor, it's just the body he is in is giving him a very big advantage in comparison. Well that's not really fair, I have to deal with all that bullshit myself, with all the micro expressions and body language, and tone. God that's not fair at all really, well to be fair he's in a body that I'm sure has very chronic pain, which I know all to well that sucks to deal with. So maybe that evens out.
I blinked back out of my mind as I called out to 'Moody' that I was here when he did the attendance, though I noted his eye gave me a long look before going back to the next person. I wonder if I should be worried about that considering if he's in character he's thinking about how many ways that I've broken the law and if it's out of character then he's probably either thinking of kill me because of a) Muggleborn or b) me being a pain in the ass for Voldemort's cause.
Neither of the two options are all that good for me, I wonder if it would be a good thing to keep my head a little lower than normal. It wouldn't hurt but considering most of my projects are illegal, that would put quite the problem on my daily activities. I'll have to come up with something to get around that then, I have plans I need to get done after all, and a crazy auror, fake or not, would be a pain in my ass if he gets onto my case.
I'll have to think about it later, I would do more of it now but judging from the withering pain that the spider in front of me was in, 'Moody' has started practicing the unforgivables in front of the class. I thought he started with using Impero, maybe that was just for the Gryffindors, after all I think he's showing them off based on when they are brought up by the students. I wonder which one of these kids talked about this one then.
I felt the need to hum in thought as I watched as the spider, horrifyingly big might I add, seem to whither in unbearable pain. I know for a fact that I shouldn't find this mildly satisfying, but I mean come on, it's a spider and honestly that's all the reasons I need to be fine with this. Really, it's not like I haven't done worse than cast those spells, which I have mind you. No idea if they would work but I do know that when I say the words a flash of magic happens so I'll count that as a strong probably that I can manage those spells.
After a moment the spider was let go from it's suffering and with that the spell switched over to Impero this time, and I have to say this one was a lot more horrifying, mostly because I was watching a spider do a cartwheel and I could have gone my entire life not seeing that. Anyway, to be honest, this spell I find the most fucked up out of the three, I mean one kills, whatever, the other causes pain, which sucks but I mean the worst that can happen is going insane and I wouldn't let myself be under those effects long enough for such a thing to happen.
But this one, the idea of taking away freewill, much more specifically, my freewill, well fuck that, I'd rather die to be honest. I feel like some would take my reaction to my own death a bit to easily, but I mean, if I die then whatever, I don't have to give a shit at that point, but until then I'd still much rather not be dead, I like being alive it's just if it happens then it's not like I could complain about it even if I wanted to, so I don't see the point in putting much stock into such things.
Speaking of dying, 'Moody' just pointed his wand down at the last spider and I watched as in a flash of green light the spider was no longer moving. I noted that all the students expect myself seemed to stuck in a breath at the sight of the spell. Like it would somehow bounce of the spider Harry Potter style and hit one of them. It was a bit dumb to be honest for them to have such a reaction but then again I'm very desensitized to this stuff so maybe my vote on the matter shouldn't count.
"You there! Boy! Malo, you seem to not be afraid of the curse. Why is that huh?" I blinked and then looked up at his face as both eyes were pointed directly at me, the sight wasn't all that pretty to be honest, not exactly something I'm happy with looking at. Still, I just shrugged before saying.
"It kills, more than likely painlessly, I can think of worse ways to die as there are many more curses out there that are just as deadly and a lot seemingly more painful than that" He looked at me for a long long moment, and I could feel everyone in the room tense at the stare down, everyone probably not sure who was the scarier of the two of us, at least until a grin, that looked a lot more like a grimace, spread across 'Moody's' face as he almost shouted out.
"I like you! He's right you know, the killing curse is just one of the many curses out there that can kill ya, and most of them are a lot worse, so it's irrational to fear this single spell. You all must know how to defend yourselves and that means knowing how to deal with the ones that you can stop, unlike this one" And with that he started on a long winded rant, something along the lines of 'constant vigilance' being brought up or something like that, I wasn't really paying attention after the first two minutes.
It had been a few weeks and I was now back in Defense as nothing of notable interest had happened in the mean time, just a lot of reading on my part and trying to deal with the fact that even though his words said otherwise, Moody watched me like a hawk most days, it doesn't help that I'm pretty sure he can see through walls and as such m paranoia has gone through the fucking roof. So I haven't been able to experiment much at the moment.
Though that did give me a lot of time to focus back on my organization, that thing I started then left to Blaise and my brokers with the every now and again check up and maintenance work on it. I had already set all the ground work and made all the divisions of labor and things that the organization could do, but it's nice to take inventory of it every now and again to make sure everything is running smoothly.
Anyway, back to the class I'm currently in and really didn't want to be, at the moment 'Moody' is going around and spam casting Impero like it's going out of style. I haven't been called up yet but practically everyone else has been and I don't like that my turn is coming up soon. Though on a side note, Blaise is apparently able to do a cartwheel, who knew? I didn't at the very least.
"Now, Malo" I frowned slightly as I walked up to him as I waited while noting everyone was looking at the two of us again, I really think literally everyone in the school is holding a debate about out of the two of us which one is worse. I'm apparently winning by the way, because unlike Moody, I have no background in law enforcement and as such am just terrifying with nothing to redeem myself.
"Impero!"
And just like that everything seemed to slip away, like years worth of stress and tension was falling off my shoulders, which it kind of was. It was very nice, like I was just drifting in the sea at night, nothing to worry about. Then a small whisper seemed to enter my head... 'Jump on one foot' and just like that my peace was shattered as I suddenly came aware that it wasn't my own thought that had made the whisper.
That didn't change the fact that I could feel myself starting to balance on one foot, but it did mean I had enough time to fulled comeback, slamming the peace and the happy bliss of ignorance away, gladly taking back all the pressures that had seemed to have faded into the background at some point, and with that I slammed my foot back on the ground with a solid thump and said.
"No" Everyone gasped at this, but I wasn't paying attention to that, instead I had my eyes closes as I was skimming across my mind's shields, they hadn't even rippled to stop the attack. No wonder this is a free ticket to prison, the only way to resist it is pure will power not even Occlmency can do anything against it besides maybe helping a small bit.
"HA! See it's possible if you have the will to fight! Clearly something you lot are lacking, well then..three points to Slytherin. And good job" I just fucking beat a Unforgivable on my first try and I only get three points? If I cared about the points or the house cup I'm sure I would be offended, but considering I think this is the first time he had even given a point to my house, I'll just take the win, so with that I went back to my desk, ignoring all the looks people were giving me, and sat back down.
Though I have to admit, I'm really glad I'm strong enough to throw the spell off of me, I would hate to be vulnerable to being fucking mind controlled, I'm sure I've already made it clear I would rather die than that happening. So this was a very good thing to know and get out of the way, one less problem for me to worry about. Though as 'Moody' went back to ranting about willpower or something, Blaise leaned over a bit and said.
"Really? Is there anything you can't do? It's getting stupid at this point" He genuinely seemed exasperated by my ever going list of skills. So I just huffed a bit and replied.
"I believe you've made it a point to remind me that you're better on a broom" He seemed to perk up a bit at that, like he was suddenly reminded of that fact, though I have little doubt he wanted me to say that just so he could gloat to not feel to bad about being not as good as me, even though he's quite smart himself, it's just his talents doesn't have to be as far reaching as mine have to be.
"Oh yeah you're right, you suck at flying" The things I do to be a nice friend to help his confidence stay up to a good health level. Though he seemed to understand what I was doing, he still stalled after a moment before asking.
"Any tips then, about how to resist the spell?" I hummed in thought at that, because I didn't really know how to explain it, it was just like it was to good to be true, the peace was to much for me even, like it suddenly filled my mind for the briefest moment of paranoia as I never have peace so something had to be wrong, and with that and the voice, I just had remind myself that my life is actually pretty shit.
"It made me feel peaceful and not stressed, I'm never that, so I forced myself to remember all the things I have to do and all the ways I could be sent to jail etc. and it worked well enough to break myself out of the trace to deny the order" Blaise was looking at me again in that concerned way he looks like when he's finally figured out that I haven't spent in almost two weeks and he's worried that I'm about to collapse. After a long moment he just sighed before saying.
"You're fucked in the head mate" He isn't wrong.
I wonder if anyone else finds being so far ahead of everyone else so god damn boring! I can't even spend my time doing highly illegal things at the moment, and it's so fucking dull! McGonagall has taken to assigning about twice as much homework as usually and I can say that while everyone else is coming about it, I've started writing and rewriting everything I turn into her. I think she along with everyone else is figuring out my pure unadulterated boredom from the fact that I've been consistently writing ten feet of parchment on every single assignment given.
My friends have decided that a bored me is an even more insane me after two Professors in back to back classes loudly complained about the length of my essays. Personally I think at least a few were impressed in my ability to stretch a simple topic out for so long without deviating enough for them to find fault in my work. On a side note, did anyone know that homework can get a grade over three hundred percent here?
In fact think Flitwick is at this point just enjoying the chaos my grades bring as it doesn't matter how much higher my total is when I'm in first place in ranking for grades in my year, so really anything over one hundred percent doesn't actually mean anything extra, it's more of a 'good job' kind of thing. Well, at least for me it is, I have no idea if it's like that for the other students in this school. As I wouldn't know as I can't go any higher than where I already am without skipping a year and I don't think that's suppose to be a thing in this school.
Still, that's not my problem at the moment, I've had to take to going out to the forest in fox form every now and again just to not go stir crazy by not doing anything. On a side note my practical knowledge in Care has shot up at an exponential rate which is something I guess. The fucked up part is that I'm more annoyed that I have nothing to stress over than I usually am annoyed for being stressed out, that doesn't making any sense yet here I am. This world has made me a workaholic.
The annoying thing is I just can't do anything, I have gone over all the new dark arts books I bought but I can't do anything with them, I have all this fun research but I can't experiment. I feel like a scientist not having the funding to make ground breaking discoveries, but instead of money, I have a fake, hyper paranoid, retired magical police officer breathing down my neck for the slightest hint of darkness while acting like I'm his prized pupil.
Which that last part is quite freaky to think about as I'm sure he's fine with killing me, arresting me, or recruiting me to the dark side. And honestly I don't know which one would be the worse, I've made my stance on death clear, I would hate to have to go through with the trouble of breaking out of Azkaban, and to be honest I'm kind of more on the dark side than the light, have been for a long time now. So I guess all of them would just be annoyances but none are all that horrible, well besides the dying part, I feel like that would be a bit more of an annoyance.
I wonder how hard it would really be to make myself immortal now that I'm thinking about it, see this is what no being able to break the law does to me, it makes me ask these dumb questions. But still, it probably wouldn't be as difficult as everyone makes it out to be I'm sure, all I would have to do is find a way to keep my soul from leaving my body.
Nothing as stupid as a Horcrux, which removes a part from the body to be used when the original is killed off. Just something to bind it to my form, maybe to pull my soul back into my body. Because that's the problem Voldemort made after all, his soul anchors dragged him all over the place, not allowing him to go to anyone of them for his body to reform. Honestly the man's a fucking idiot in my opinion.
Magical genius or not that doesn't account for basic common sense, I have yet to even find reference of horcruxs in any of my books yet but I cal already tell that much just from knowing about the very basics of what they are. Still back onto the topic at hand instead of the idiot dark lord, to do such a thing the most obvious way is to bind runes into my skin to force my soul to stay in place when my soul tries to leave.
But that's beyond complex, because I use magic, which means every single spell I would cast would be of conflicting magic types to the runes on my body, I would blow up in a week from built up magical stress on my system alone. Next would be to find out a way to enchant a few items to act like shackles on on my soul, like a ring on my wrists and ankles for example, but I don't know near enough about soul magic to figure out how to do such a thing.
...But I could, I have that book in my trunk on said subject of magic after all. So how hard could it really be to break the curses on the book, it would take a long while to make sure said curses don't end up killing me but if I do manage it I might just stumble onto a key to immortally. Wouldn't that be a fun project to work on, it isn't as near as obvious as my other experiments as well. I mean after all, I couldn't even sense dark magic on the book, so what are the chances of fake Moody doing so?
Not very likely I would image, after all this one isn't actually an experienced auror with years upon years of first hand knowledge on the illegals of magic. No it's a man that I'm sure knows quite the bit about dark magic but I highly doubt that he would have every heard of Soul magic, muchless know that it was destroyed centuries ago. Of course this this all has one more question I have to answer before I go on with this project.
Do I really want to be immortal? Simple answer, no, living forever sounds like a never ending nightmare, but I do believe I've said before to myself during first year, I wouldn't mind getting maybe a few couple decades added to my life, maybe even another century or two. Plus it would be nice to know that I can't die until I'm at least twenty again in this body of mine.
I'll just have to make sure to keep everything memorized then, I would hate for everyone to figure out how to not die, that sounds like an even worse nightmare to live in than living forever. But that probably won't be to hard, I've made sure to keep most of my highly illegal knowledge only to be able to be found in my head, which from pure paranoia is something I've made more secure than Fort fucking Knox. Well to the best of my abilities at the very least
"I feel like I'm going to regret this but why have you been looking off into space for the last twenty minutes?" I blinked as I looked around for the first time in a while to my surroundings and noted that Blaise and the Brokers were all looking at me. Huh, I was very lost in thought not to have noticed that. Still, I just shrugged before asking in a normal bland tone.
"How hard do you think it would be for me to figure out how to achieve immortality?" Judging by the looks on their faces, I'm beginning to think they have a point about a bored me is basically the same as an insane me. Well, I'm already a little bit insane so really what's a bit more in the grand scheme of things. Probably more than most would want but I have yet to care about those opinions, so whatever.
Just the classes starting up again and all that, Kyu is good against Impero because he is a stubborn bastard and all that. As for the whole thing with the immortality talk about questioning, well Kyu is beginning to be bored again and that is never a good point of interest for anyone usually. Anyway, See ya.
