Hello! Sorry for the late post. My laptop broke and while I do have a computer, it's hooked up to the TV. Life has sure been hectic. I moved, whole states away. New job and all as well as my aunt being in the ICU. Also, I got married! Anyways, I want to address some Reviews, like always.
Thank you to all of you that actually have corresponded with me in private messaging. Won't names, but it means a lot to a writer. I am offically doing my own editing, and this sucks as english is not my first language. I understand the flow is also off. I am working on this.
We shall get to the public reviews now.
Glitner chapter 3 . Nov 28, 2020
the fuck who is this idiot chuunin Jesus the drama is so bad that probably my little sister who is 12 would gush over it.
LMAO. Language Ronald! Bruh, I think you are in the wrong story. If this was for my Naruto story, then cool. Don't care. Glad ur lil sis would like it, but she is too young for my stories.
sirleirbag chapter 4 . Sep 18, 2020
In the Yule Ball, Caelum is going to recognize Ron's dress robes as one used by an eccentric Weasley of his time XD
So gonna do that now.
darkprince9080
Now you sir. I have a lot to unbox here. Let's start through each chapter. First: Put a description of the people? Like Caelum? Good point. Well for those that wish to know sure. Caelum is tall, around 6 ft 2 inches, or 187 cm. He has jet black hair, that right now is still a little long and shaggy, its length being to his shoulders. He wears victorian style outfits. Gothic Victorian style. He has piercing Green/blue eyes. He is pretty fit, but not buff. More lean.
Second: The sorting hat can also read minds. Therefore it can see if he is being honest.
Three: Thank you for the compliment. His trauma will be a big part of the first book. I do apologise for the execution. I'm aware that my grammar is not always up to par, for that I blame my linguistic origins. However, I executed it in a way that my own mind copes. I lost my own parent a bit ago in my life. When I was 16. And a sibling a bit before.
Fourth: The harem, will be natural and slow. You won't see anything much in this book, excluding the Bellatrix issue, starting. The rest will be decided by the poll and will not happen until said people are of age and such. Someone also asked why he would want Bellatrix? I mean...the black sisters are hot lol. However, in the wizarding world, ages do not matter as much. I have a plan for said harem, and it isn't as much a harem as bringing lineages back.
Speaking of which, the POLL! I placed Deloris as a joke people. How come someone voted for her? -.- dude. Ew. I was saddened that Pansy was not on there. However it is understandable as many people do not like her. But Narcissa? Yeah she is hot but overwhelmingly you guys voted for her and Daphne. So Caelum is going to have two black sisters? Kinky ig. I am hoping you guys reconsider and make it Daphne, Tonks, and Pansy. I am going with you guys this time for the poll.
Anyways let's get into the story. FINALLY after months.
Ebonywood Chronicles: Lost Times.
Chapter Five: The Resurgence.
Caelum's week went by quite quickly after the initial questions and rumors of his name being called subsided. It wasn't that he minded too much, but that he didn't like glory. This didn't last long, however, because Saturday was soon upon them. The day the names were being called and the entire school was sitting in the main hall waiting and watching.
Caelum watched as Harry Potter and his friends shoved each other, to the annoyance of Hermonie. He smirked and looked at Daphne, before shoving her into Davis, causing a squeal. After chuckling he looked on at the Head master.
Twice now Dumbledore had tried to keep him from investigating the Sirius Black case. In his words "Protecting Harry." Caelum of course called bullshit to this and kept at it. Amelia Bones was most definitely a help. Said professor tapped his Glass and everyone grew quiet.
"Witches and Wizards, today is the day that we pull the names out of the hat. This is the last chance to back out, for anyone who does not wish to possibly die." The aged wizard looked through the crowd.
Someone, a twin with red hair, shouted to hurry up.
"This year is special, not only because we have the tournament but because we have an old named champion. Caelum Ebonywood had his name called on before. Amazing how he still has his magic as the cup is a binding contract." What wasn't said was how Caelum was still going to be forced to participate by the cup even if he had not placed his name in, he was still a champion after all.
"We shall start the name ceremony. Then to the wand weighing ceremony, a new thing for us all. The wands will be analyzed and, in the end, the winner will be given runes that boost the power of said wand by ten percent. A big prize if I may say so myself." The old man chuckled as no student laughed.
"Well," he clapped. "Let's get this started." With that he waved his hand and the blue fire in the cup flared and turned red for a moment shooting out a name. It floated and landed in the headmaster's hand.
Reading it slowly his booming voice spoke at last. "For Durmstrang we have Natalia Vulchanava."
There was a hushed whisper among the crowd. People thought it was be Victor. Maybe even another Quidditch player. Not the ancestor of one of the old headmasters of the Bulgarian school. Dumbledore hushed everyone as the woman walked up to the cup and bowed. Her face was refined, but her blonde hair was shining. She was probably around 5 feet 4 inches (161 cms roughly). She had blue eyes that gazed into Caelum's soul. She wore the normal robes of her school.
"Ok, we shall weigh her wand now before we call the other two contestants. Ok Natalie hand me your wand." He said softly as she did so.
A moment passed as he analyzed the wand and spoke. "Cherry wood, exceptional self-control and strength of mind. In the hands of a capable witch this power can be lethal to any of her enemies. The core...Is Chimera heartstring. Rarer than even the scales. Hard to control except by one who either slayed it, is related to one who slayed it directly, or it chooses based on a brave act. Miss Vulchanava has exceptional control over it. She will be an amazing and deadly witch. Go to the back-room Miss Vulchanava." Dumbledore spoke loudly.
"That is Lady Vulchanava, Headmaster." She snapped before twisting and swiftly walking to a room behind everyone.
The Professor smiled and waved his hand again as another paper came out of the fire and into his hand. "Fluer Delecor!"
Caelum growled, and Daphne had to hold his hand to calm him down. The veela walked up and had her wand weighed.
"Rosewood and...Veela hair?"
"It was my grandmother's." Fluer spoke proudly.
Dumbledore nodded and spoke. "Rosewood, sleek and defining. Strong hearts most certainly. However, mixed with the veela hair, it calls for growth. I hope to see such growth my dear."
He turned and waved his hand, the girl before walking off. The fire burned and shot out two slips of paper. Everyone grew quiet as they merged to form one. Two names under each other.
"Well, I thought it would be interesting. It seems, students, that we have a returning champion and a current all as one. Caelum is listed twice on here. Caelum Ebonywood!" The man shouted.
The cup was making it plain it wanted him in the tournament.
Caelum rose, as everyone grew quiet for each minute. An outsider to them was their champion. He walked up and held out his wand.
"Ebony and yew, with cores of Thunderbird and Thestrial, tied together with diamond string, amazing. Two woods and two cores? With Diamond string holding them together."
Olivander, who was standing nearby for the wand weighing finally spoke up, knowing a bit about this. "My word, two wands placed together. I remember being told by my father about this wand. Was made by my great grandfather as his mastery test. A dead woman's wand mixed with a little boys. It is-"
"That was my mother sir. She was the Yew and Thunderbird. When she died, I got mad and broke my wand. So my father commissioned myself one mixed with hers. The diamond is to hold the two cores together." Caelum spoke to the old man.
"I see, I see. Ebony for the Ebonywood, ironic but satisfying. Ebony is happiest in the hands of those that have courage to be themselves. A sure wizard you are. The perfect wand holder for this wood is one that doesn't falter in his or her beliefs. One that has a goal and is sure of it. The yew is interesting. Mother was a weird one huh?" At the snort Olivander revised his sentence.
"I mean no offense. She was rare in her personality. Unusual in beliefs and ways. This wood gives the wielder power over life and death so to speak. Amazing at curses, and somewhat dark. However, that isn't to say it IS dark. In fact, on the flip side the owners of this wood are said to be fiercely protective of their loved ones. It also grows into a tree when it's buried with its owner. One thing I am certain of is that this wood will never choose a timid owner."
Caelum was fighting tears now. His mother was a protector of him. Always did what she could to protect her family. Died protecting her family. Olivander continued.
"The cores, that is a fun subject. Thunderbird, on your mother's side. I mean this with the most respect I can give. Your mother had true honor. She had to have taken a lot before she finally died. The thunderbird tail feather is ONLY given to an outsider as a champion or saving said bird. Your mother saved a bird didn't she?" Seeing the Ebonywood nod through tears, trying to be a man and hide it in front of everyone else, olivander continued.
"This core causes the user to be able to sense attacks coming. The core itself imbues the power for the wand to attack on its own to protect its owner. The thestral hair. Well, I am assuming yours before was dragonheart string. I feel that with the death of your mother it changed. You didn't watch her die but you saw it in your head. Thestral cores are powerful but only when the owner understands themselves. You have yet to do this, so I expect great things from you Ebonywood." Olivander ended with that and handed the wand back to Caelum as he bowed walked off.
Dumbledore started his speech that ended it, while the others were about to put up the cup. That was until it flared again. Out spit a paper and everyone grew quiet again. Dumbledore looked at it shocked before he looked directly at a boy. "Harry potter?"
Back in the backroom, Caelum walked into said room. He saw the two women and nodded his head towards the bulgarian, ignoring the veela altogether. His thoughts kept going over the wand. His eyes shone with sadness as he remembered his mother.
A few seconds later the headmaster burst through the room and shoved Harry Potter in. "Did you put the name in the cup! Tell me now Harry!"
Caelum narrowed his eyes as they talked. The cup was infallible. Only a dark hex or a powerful confundus charm could do that. Moody said as much a few seconds later. Caelum spoke before the veela could. "He can't compete. He is too young."
They went on about how he had to. It was magically binding. Everyone argued. The female Bulgarian was almost spitting. Caelum left that night with a massive headache. When he arrived in the dungeons later that night it was quiet. Everyone was staring at him and finally Malfoy spoke up.
"You better bring glory to the Slytherin namesake Ebonywood." the blonde spoke before a wand was in his face.
"You will do well to remember this, Heir Malfoy. I am not a child. I am a Lord, who's station is above yours. I will cut you down like the filth you are if you keep antagonizing me. Wish to tell your father? I will duel your pathetic father for this insult. Let me tell you, this level is so beneath me. Don't. Try. Me!" Caelum hissed, his voice starting to go in and out of parsletongue which definitely shut everyone up.
Unbeknownst to Caelum, two years prior when the chamber opened it was stated that one who was a speaker was an heir of Slytherin. This caused most of the purebloods in the dorm who were older to falter. A Speaker was here and was their champion. Malfoy, while not good at holding in his impulses, was intelligent.
"I am sorry my Lord. Forgive me." Malfoy whispered. His father had told him that those who spoke to snakes were the most pure, no one knew why Harry Potter could.
Caelum grunted and backed off, glaring at everyone before going to his room. There he conjured up a journal.
Dear Father. I am writing in this, knowing you can't read it in this realm but hoping you and mother can in the next. I am back in Hogwarts and it is quite different. The number of lineages are down by a considerable amount. Mother, your clan is almost extinct. The Black line only has one living main line and he is in that dreaded jail you two hated.
I am doing my best to take care of it, however slow it is taking. He is no longer in there but on the run. They didn't even give him a trail! They think those that are related to the great Slytherin are the only ones that can speak to snakes. Is this true? I did not show any lineage for Slytherin in Gringotts. But I will be asking them about it.
Father, Mother, I miss you both. I miss Rose. I miss my raven. I need another, I think. I would like to have one of those Nordic Ravens. The one that Mother had that was a subspecies of the thunderbird mixing blood in ravens. They were cool.
I met a girl, mother. I sear she reminds me of you. She is a Greengrass, and very intelligent. I told her she should have been in Ravenclaw. I got slapped on the shoulder. Oh? That's a thing. Girls hit a lot here.
Anyway, I have to go. I love you two.
Caelum woke up the next morning and did his morning duties. When he was clean, he went down to breakfast. Upon arrival the school owl came down giving him a pack of letters. He sat down and started reading the first one.
Dear Lord Ebonywood,
It has come to my attention that you are not only the Hogwarts champion, but a parslemouth as well. I wish to propose a business arrangement at your latest convivence. I'll keep this letter short and discuss what I think we can do for each other at a later date.
I do wish you luck on the tournament. If you need, ask.
Your friend, Lord Lucius Malfoy.
Caelum sighed and read the next letter groaning.
Dear Lord Ebonywood,
I have been hearing many things about you. I dare say that you could possibly what the purebloods needed. I would like to have a word on certain council decisions and a certain vassalage. Write me back a soon as possible.
Regards. Lady Carrow.
Caelum read through fifteen more pureblood lead letters. He rolled his eyes and responded to Malfoy and Carrow specifically.
Lord Malfoy,
I will meet with you, before the first trial if you please. I must say I did not expect this letter. Your son has made his displeasure of me quite known. It has come to my attention that you are on the Wizengamot. If so, then yes, I will negotiate with you. However, I wish to make known that your son needs to be taught manners. If you wish to negotiate, then before the trail I will need an apology from Malfoy jr. Thank you in advance and I do hope our agreement will be profitable.
Hopefully, your partner, Lord Ebonywood.
Caelum smirked. Malfoy had no clue he held three lordships plus a reagent. He sighed and wrote to the lady.
Lady Carrow,
I must admit I did not expect a lady to write to me out of all the lords that have done so. Forgive me for not knowing who you are, as I am still reading up on this time's heads of house. I did however read up on your brother however. One of the false heirs of Slytherin's slaves I assume. I would love to meet up with you, as long as that filth isn't there with you. Maybe in Hogsmeade this weekend, at the tea shop there.
Your Gentleman, Lord Ebonywood.
After Caelum wrote to them, he walked down to the dungeons to speak to his head of house. When he arrived, the man was grading papers and looked up at him in annoyance.
"Not wanting breakfast, professor?" He said smiling.
"What do you want Ebonywood." Snape sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"I would like to go to Gringotts to retrieve something for the tournament."
Snape waved him off, not wanting to deal with drama at this moment.
Caelum left and soon arrived through a floo to Gringotts, where his goblin retrieved him. Caelum smiled and spoke to the goblin about armour he had an idea about, as they were walking back to the main room where they normally spoke.
"Caelum, if I may. You wish to have dragon hide skin however I think Nundu and Basilisk skin molded together and laced with both their poisons, cooked in dragon fire and tempered with phoenix tears would be invaluable. It is this banks most dangerous and great creation. The only reason we even have the first two is oddly enough, both Voldemort and Mr. Potter."
Caelum was stunned. It normally takes over one hundred wizards to down a nundu. It had to have died of old age. "u-uh how much would that be?"
"Roughly 5% of your current balance." the goblin said as if it was nothing.
Caelum shuddered, but nodded. "How would it protect me?"
"Against mostly anything, for a time, but an unforgivable."
"I...I will take it." he said.
With that he was headed back to the school.
When he arrived at Hogwarts, he noticed something that did in fact heavily annoy him. Draco had apparently started up buttons to humiliate Harry. Caelum saw all of this and in front of everyone he shoved the blonde up against a wall and snarled. What do you think you are doing Malfoy?"
"This weakling shouldn't be in the tournament. I am just helping the real champion be supported."
"Slytherin is above this. We do NOT make fun or belittle others in the school. Stop the button spell!"
Malfoy grinned and shook his head before screaming as he was punched in the face. Caelum turned around and shot a spell into the air that hit every single button, hexing them and making the kids who wore them sick.
"Mister Ebonywood!" the headmaster ran into the grounds yelling "We do not attack other students."
Caelum turned to him angry and shoved his wand up to the headmaster's face. Everyone grew very silent. When he realized what he was doing he removed the wand and placed it back into his sheath. "I apologize professor, I was protecting a student."
Dumbledore stared at him for a moment and walked off. "Detention in my office later, Mr. Ebonywood."
Caelum sighed and Daphne walked up. Everything was silent until moody opened his mouth. "I am impressed Ebonywood. I think you would make a damn fine Auror."
"I think you would make just a fine professor if you didn't drink that foul smelling shit all day." Caelum snapped before walking off as well.
That night Caelum started a journal. Not to anyone really. Just his father.
Dear Father,
I miss you dearly. I hope you and mom are proud of me. I am trying like you said. I see now what you meant when you said one day I would have to lead. The wizarding world is so out of sorts now. I wish you had some weird advice for me like usual.
After that he sighed and finished work while Dumbledore hummed and stared at him.
Hey guys. Sorry its short and rushed. I was trying to get it out fast for you so I legit spent the whole hour writing this. I love you all.