The Awakening of a Royal
Chapter 8: Dueling under Lucifer… Oww!
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Professor Dumbledore beamed at the girl in front of him and urged her to take a seat, "Silver, what brings you here at this time?" the black haired girl smiled back at her other godfather whilst handing him a thick stack of paper, "Professor Dumbledore," Silverdawn started politely, "this is the separate information of each of the UWIM students, focused mainly on their performances in school. I'm sorry to pass this to you so at so late a time…" The wizen professor stared at the sheaf of papers in exasperation, "You want me to die trying to finish reading these?" Silverdawn frowned a little, but she knew that the elderly man was teasing. Thus, in a idly manner, she drawled, "it's not as if you'd die so soon." This remark caused Dumbledore to laugh heartily, and in a light tone, he asked, "What do you want? The usual?"
Silverdawn gave a small nod, and in turn, a cup of mocha latte appeared in front of the girl. She took a tentative sip, savoring the strong taste, and this perked her up instantaneously. Blissfully, she sighed, complaining a little, "Why don't they supply coffee during meals? I feel so dead! And worse is the fact that we cannot do magic in the dining hall, so I can't even magick a cup of coffee for myself!"
"Child, you must understand… not all people have your taste." Dumbledore reminded, sympathetic to her plight. After all, it was a known fact among the close friends of the Kadamons that practically all of them are sorely addicted to coffee… and the reason? It perks them up because they almost never sleep, thus, the caffeine in the coffee was like a lifesaver to them, keeping them awake throughout the day. However, Hogwarts do not encourage their students to have such drinks, therefore, the only supply of such beverage was on the head table. Seeing that her cup had gone empty, Dumbledore poured some more of the dark liquid into the china teacup, earning himself a grateful smile from his godchild.
Trying to change to subject, Dumbledore started, "I heard that Severus had taken down the 'Glamourie' spell and forgot to put it back last night." This was not a question, but a statement, and the elderly professor's voice was tinged with curiosity whilst his eyes twinkled with unhidden mirth. Silverdawn saw it and couldn't be bothered to care, for in her mind, the scene of her other godfather moaning replayed once again, causing her to laugh again. Knowing that the incident must have been thoroughly amusing, Dumbledore felt disappointed for having missed out on it.
Then, Fawkes flew from his perch to settle on the Headmaster's shoulder, shaking out his golden-red plumage. Seeing the girl, the phoenix gave a greeting in his own language, which sounded like a series of high and low pitch tones to the ears of a normal human, "Good morning, milady."
"Good morning," Silverdawn answered pleasantly, "and quit being so formal!" The phoenix gave a rough sketch of laughter, leaving a puzzled professor glancing at them chatting animatedly. Casually thumbing through the papers, he made notes on several of them, allowing the phoenix and girl to have a short chat (weird combination) before chiding the black-haired girl, "Child, you had better stop chatting with Fawkes and get to class before your next professor gives you detention."
"No harm done, Professor Salazar is used to such delays." Silverdawn replied cheekily as she attempted braiding her long hair into a decent plait, "has anyone tried finding us yet?"
"More than you had expected," Dumbledore said wryly, "Thank Merlin that Lucifer had made all of you set up the wards last night. If not, those reporters would have swarmed in like locusts…" He thought back to the packs of reporters blocked by the shielding ward Azrael had placed up, and shuddered a little. Silverdawn felt bad that her godfather had to bear the brunt of their being here, but she couldn't help it… it wasn't as if her siblings and her enjoy getting hounded.
"Thank Heavens that I did not come into the school as a Kadamon. If they knew that there was a seer in this castle, the global press would flock here…" Silverdawn thought cynically, and the Headmaster agreed with a slight nod.
"Still, I'm sorry, Uncle." The young girl of seventeen spoke softly.
"It's alright." Dumbledore assured her, and pushed her towards the door, mock reprimanding, "I know that you have no need to attend lessons on the Dark Arts, but DADA is still a compulsory class for all students. So now, get going!" Stepping out of the door, Silver saluted the Headmaster, and mimicked as sailor on back a ship, "Aye, aye, captain." This caused Dumbledore to chuckle as the girl close the heavy oak door behind her.
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Half an hour ago
4th floor, North Wing, the entire stretch
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
5th year Dueling class: Gryffindor and Hufflepuff
Teacher-in-charge: Professor Lucifer Kadamon
The formidable professor entered the Dueling classroom, which comprised of an indoor salle plus a small classroom with just enough space for the tables and chaired for the students. Apparently, Dueling was more of practical than theory work, and all the students were apprehensive as to what they were to do, especially the UWIM students. After all, Professor Lucifer Kadamon was a renowned Duelist, whose style and way of Dueling had been considered a legend. He taught one-on-one Advanced Dueling with the more gifted students from both the Honors and Masters stream, thus, not many students ever learnt from him…
Platinum hair swished elegantly as the Dueling Master halted in front of the students who were all seated in an orderly fashion. Eyeing them like a hawk, he started in a soft, dangerous voice, one that rang in all their ears; one demanded respect, "All of you, do remember this. Dueling is like no other subjects that you are taught – it requires wit, physical strength, agility, and the ability to stay levelheaded in fights. Most of the time, I'll be training you in the way of curse and hexes; with an additional one hour of physical conditioning each week."
He eyed the five UWIM students of this Gryffindor and Hufflepuff class, especially his protégé (who happened to be here), and added, addressing them, "That includes all of you too." The entire class, save Kyle (his protégé) groaned, but they went silent at the young professor's icy glare. His amethyst purple eyes seemed to bore into all of them, and a cold shiver went down their backs. When Lucifer had once again gathered the attention of the class, he continued in a low, drawling tone, "Now come along. I'll show you what it's like in a real fight."
His eyes slowly darkened into a deep royal purple in color, gleaming with something akin to mischief. On seeing this, all the UWIM students became very sorry for the person who was going to be the Duelist Master's specimen. Gingerly, the class followed the silver-haired professor down the halls until they reached the junction that led to the stone gargoyle, which guarded Professor Dumbledore's office. Once there, he abruptly stopped and said, "the next person who comes out of the room will be fighting my simulacrum. Anyone knows what that is?"
A Hufflepuff raised her hand timidly, and the professor asked, "Yes?"
"It's an exact replica of the caster, but it usually only acts under the caster's orders. In other words, it's just like a puppet that the owner could control easily to do a job." The Hufflepuff girl said softly, not daring to meet the professor's eyes. Noticing her fear, he softened his tone a little, and said approvingly, "Good explanation. Five points to Hufflepuff. That is the explanation for a regular simulacrum. However, the one I'm using will not be required to ask what I want it to do. Instead, it'll draw on my knowledge of hexes etc. to attack the particular person. So, I'll not be controlling it whatsoever. Now, I want all of you to stay silent and observe the movements."
The Hufflepuff girl beamed at the handsome professor's praise and the entire class obeyed Lucifer's words, anticipating a duel of Professor Kadamon and Professor Dumbledore. Softly, Lucifer uttered, "Replicatus Lucifer." A vague image began to appear in front of the professor, and the students gasped when an exact clone of the professor materialized. Everything was the same, from the color of the unique silver hair to the devilishly handsome smirk on his face and the overall demeanor the professor had. The UWIM students had to give it to the young Dueling Master to be able to perform such a difficult charm in just seconds, but Kyle heard noises, and alerted his mentor, "Sir, someone's coming out."
Immediately, everyone went silent as Lucifer uttered spells to shield the entire wing, and the students were enclosed in a shielded dome. He then let the simulacrum enter the view of the person, uttered an invisibility charm (unknown to general populous) on the students and himself, and watched.
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Silverdawn had just came out of Dumbledore's office when she came face to face with her elder brother, who looked to be in a very bad mood. Sensing that something was amiss, she grew wary, and asked, "Professor? Is there…" She did not have the time to finish her question, for the silver-haired man had started attacking her, forcing the bewildered girl to go into defense mode almost automatically.
"Luce!" Silverdawn screamed as she saw that those purple eyes no longer held a soul. The empty shell scared her badly, and she started countering the hexes, instead of just avoiding it.
"Petrificus Totallus!"
Lucifer jumped away from the hex lightly, and uttered another, "Solaris Destructo!"
The ground started to crack apart, starting from Lucifer's end to where Silverdawn was standing. The girl did a series of back flips, with the line of jutting stones following her until it hit the wall. She then jumped away from the debris, and soared above, to the top of the ceiling. There, she raised her hand, not even bothering to use a wand, and shouted, "Aurelius rendezvous!" Beams of light shot from her outstretched hand in the form of arrows, but the professor ducked all of them, moving so swiftly that his actions were blurred.
Closing in on the distance, he engaged hand-to-hand combat with his sister, merciless as usual. His kicks and punches were strong, but the girl was just as good, being able to hold her ground. Still, Lucifer was considered a professional killer, and Silverdawn winced once in a while when she met his attach at full force. Unable to hold on, the black-haired girl sprang apart from the hulking professor, shouting, "Tsunami Laystacia!" A whirlwind tornado engulfed the professor, but he hollered, "Terra Cytosia!" The element of earth countered the wind-based magic, and he soared a few feet above, standing on one of the tall statues lining the wing. Silverdawn jumped down from her place, and stared at him, on guard throughout the entire time.
"Avada Kedavra." Lucifer whispered, and all the British students who heard this gasped. Still, the shields were soundproof, making Silverdawn incapable of hearing them. She jumped away and onto the stone gargoyle, before shouting another hex, "Comtempoúr ultimatum!" Lightly, she backed into the opposite end of the battle site, trying to think, ::Why did Luce go berserk? There must be something up!::
Lucifer was a little occupied by the latest charm inflicted upon him, but recovered very soon, saying coldly, "lá figment Dementor's Kiss." At that, the UWIM students and Silverdawn's blood went cold. The black-haired girl could not believe that her brother would utter that curse on her, and raging, she tried summoning a good thought, and whispered, "Expecto Patronum Divisio!" An ethereal image of a wolf emerged from her body (she wasn't using a wand), and drove away the curse, but in the process, her braid fell off, and she pushed her hair behind her ears impatiently.
Lucifer saw this weak spot in her defense, and took the opportunity to give her a hard kick on the stomach. Everyone winced at the ruthlessness of the kick, but Silverdawn gave him a similar one on the crotch. He did not seem fazed by it… and this caused the girl became very suspicious. Cautiously, she continued the hand-to-hand combat, and found out that her brother had never once grimaced on any attacks that had actually reached his body.
::Even Luce will feel the pain by the amount of attacks he's receiving now. But he's not looking as if he's hurt… so that could only mean…:: Realization dawned onto the girl, and she thought back to the soulless eyes. Mentally, she chided herself, :: Why am I so dumb?:: Raising her hand, she uttered, "Dissipatus Lucifer."
Simultaneously, the simulacrum faded away, and Silverdawn sighed, knowing that she had been fooled again, "Lucifer…" At the same time, the silver-haired professor took down all the charms and channeled them back to the node in their family suite. All the students were stunned by the duel between the professor and student, especially the Hogwarts students, who were amazed by her doing wandless magic. While the students openly gaped at the currently-in-Slytherin-house student, Kyle just kept silent, wondering if she was angry.
The Dueling Master chuckled at his sister as he took down the invisibility spell. Everyone expected her to be raving mad, angry, or even upset; but no one expected her to be smiling the usual smile she gave everyone. Also, no one noticed that her eyes were turning a pale silver-violet color, except for Kyle and the professor. Kyle had practiced Dueling with Silverdawn for countless of times, and being in the same House (Gahedriel), he had come to know the princess very well. Thus, when he saw this look, the same figure of speech materialized in the professor and Kyle's mind, ::Uh-oh…::
"Lucifer… darling." Silverdawn smiled sweetly at the Dueling Master, but the professor could sense the hidden fury behind that sweet facade, and cringed inwardly. Keeping up with the charade, the silver-haired man hid his emotions behind a handsome smile, replying in a low, husky manner, "Yes, my sweet?" The girl held out a hand towards her brother, which he took and kissed at the knuckle in a courtly manner. Silverdawn took the opportunity to place a slow-numbing charm on her unsuspecting brother, and mock-scolded him, "Lucifer, what if I had gotten hit by one of those hexes?"
"I know you wouldn't." he replied off-handedly, but pulled her close to check on her. He saw the colorful bruises and cuts, and immediately regretted not having stopped the Duel when he saw her. In a commanding tone, he said, "Go see poppy now."
"Nah… I have classes now."
"Silver…" Lucifer growled, exasperated by his sister. Silverdawn seemed not to be bothered by the injuries, but her brother was, and he knew that Mikael and Raphael were going to kill him if they found out that she was hurt, (which was going to be sooner or later.)
The Hogwarts students were totally enthralled by the siblings' conversation, with everyone deducing that they were involved in a student-teacher relationship (as they did not know that they were siblings). But the five UWIM students – especially Kyle – knew better. Professor Kadamon was known to be ultra protective of his only sister: Unless necessary, the silver-haired professor would never subject his sister to injuries, no matter how minor. As a result, when they saw the princess coming out of the Headmaster's office, they had wondered if the professor would stop the so-called 'demonstration'. Nonetheless, the duel continued, leaving the students perplexed but excited, since the black-haired Gahedriel was an excellent Duelist, maybe even better than Azrael, though she seldom participate in them…
Currently, the black-haired girl was in the handsome professor's embrace, and those with the mage gift would have been able to see the transfer of energy from the professor to student. Silverdawn smiled gratefully at her brother, but her fury was not abated. Looking up into those pale purple eyes, she spoke in a soft voice, eyes darkening into a pure amethyst in color, "Luce, I haven't forgiven you for that previous matter…"
The silver-haired professor looked guarded, and spoke in a wary tone, "What do you want, honey?"
"Just a kiss." Silverdawn replied sweetly, giving him the innocent smile that had made the entire male species to keel over. Lucifer gave a sigh of relief, recovered quickly, and gave a dazzling smile in return.
"No problem at that."
And yet another fiery kiss scene enacted in the hallway. Everyone stared at the couple in disbelief, but the hot scene was disrupted in less than seconds. Lucifer had engaged Silverdawn in a prolonged French kiss, but while kissing, Silverdawn had stared at her brother, and with a wick gleam in her now violet eyes, gave him a hard kick on the crotch, as cunning and as ruthless as any personnel from hell.
Lucifer winced at the sudden assault, releasing his sister from his hold. The black-haired girl was grinning viciously at his incredulity, saying lightly in Greek, "This is what you get for scaring me just now. Get this straight, Luce, never ever use that curse on me… you know what I'm referring to. And remember, the way of the Kadamon is to get back at their enemies with equal vengeance. You know that better than I do."
Muttering a spell to keep the pain at bay, Lucifer grumbled in French, "I should have known that you'd do this to me…" Silverdawn kept laughing, as did the UWIM students, who did it silently.
"I'm a Kadamon too, brother. What you did to me deserves a punishment." The girl replied in Japanese sardonically.
Then, reverting back to plain English, she said, "Kyle, do help Professor Kadamon during his classes today. I don't think he'll be having an easy time." Kyle gave her a crisp bow, and she continued, "Luce, you'll be feeling absolutely *peachy* today, so have a good rest later. Till then, au revoir." She gave her brother a tender kiss on the forehead, and swept off to DADA, which she was terribly late, feeling more than a little drained.
::Looks like I haven't totally recovered yet…:: She thought dryly as she turned sharply at a junction.
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2nd Floor, South Wing, 3rd-5th classrooms
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Defense Against the Dark Arts
6th year class: Gryffindor and Slytherin (…again)
DADA Teacher: Professor Salazar Snape
As usual, the class was separated to two invisible sections, one where the Gryffindors were seated, and the other where the Slytherins were situated. Professor Salazar had been very patient to them in a sense that he had pleasantly ignored the soft insults both houses passed among one another, but he could not understand why these two houses had such a strong rivalry. Unlike Severus, he had never entered Hogwarts in his years. Instead, he entered a private school in Romania due to his penchant of dragons and also because of the fact that Romania was a renowned sanctuary of all sorts of dragons. After graduating, he spent four years in UWIM due to his better than average results, which landed him in United Masters Rekarlis House. In his former school in Romania, though house rivalry was common, each house was on agreeable terms with one another, thus he had never experienced such problems. United Institute was the same, for even Gahedriel and Sevosia were friendly among one another, mostly due to the fact that the members of the Court of Twelve were always from those two houses.
As a result, even though he was tolerant with them, his patience was wearing thin. He taught them the basics of the dark arts and their origins through images portrayed from a piece of scrying crystal onto the wall, telling them that knowing the history of black magic was a base of defense within itself that not many people understand. The class was spellbound by his explanation, as was the UWIM students (who had heard this before), and no one found it boring. Even the worst of the Slytherins – Millicent Bulstrode and Pansy Parkinson, was rapt with fascination.
Everyone also noticed the difference between this professor and his brother very vividly. Apart from those in the Court of Twelve plus Hermione, everyone felt the professor looked distinctively handsome, unlike his sibling. Salazar's hair was rather long, reaching just a little past his shoulders, and tied at the nape of his neck with a blue piece of velvet. The color accented the midnight-blue highlights on his hair, and the smile he always had on his face only served to accentuate his attractive features. Au contraire to the potions master, the DADA professor had ebony black eyes were filled with good humor instead of indifference, and he was rather tanned and lean under the dark blue robes.
The members of the Court of Twelve, and Hermione knew otherwise. The most recent discovery of Professor Severus Snape's true form had made her compare the current DADA professor with the Potions Master. Inevitably, she decided that the Potions Master was actually even more handsome than Professor Salazar, but the latter had a little more boyish look in comparison to his elder brother's mature look. All in all, Hermione wondered if the Snapes were all so good-looking.
::Come to think of it, Lawrence looks really like the Professor Snape (Severus) in my dream. Truth be told, if I want to see what Law looks like in the future, I'd just have to look at Snape and I'll get the answer…:: Hermione thought wryly. Azrael sensed her fading attention, and asked quietly, "A penny of your thoughts?" Cinnamon colored eyes looked a little dreamy, as if she did not hear him, but then, she replied absently, "Professor Snape actually looks better than Professor Salazar…"
Harry and Ron, who had been rather engrossed in the DADA professor's explanation, heard this reply by coincidence, and stared disbelievingly at their best friend. Ron, who was seated beside her, said incredulously, "You must be joking!" Harry seemed to want to say the same words, but went silent after Ron had expressed his views. Hermione, knowing that she had slipped the Potions Master's secret, tactfully spoke nothing while the silver-haired prince chuckled quietly. In Icelandic, he said softly, "I agree… but Professor Salazar definitely looks much younger. Both in age and experience…" This puzzled Hermione, but the pained look on Azrael's face made her refrain from asking. Pulling her thoughts back, she concentrated on the class, listening to the Professor's engaging talk about the ways many curses were created.
What was most amusing was that, through practical research, many wizards have found out that almost ALL of the hexes and curses (including the three Unforgivables) were created purely out of accident. Not many of them were created for the main purpose of killing. As the centuries go by, the amount of 'accidental inventions of spells' increased, and the dark wizards started manipulating it for killing or hexing purposes. This revelation shocked many of the Slytherins, and they could not believe that the dark magic they practiced was created by ACCIDENT! Hermione smiled wryly at the thought of so many mismatched spells that had killed people, especially the killing curse, and a cynical thought went through her mind ::what if someone tried combining all three of the Unforgivables into one?::
Azrael heard this, and replied carelessly, "Mya, I wouldn't even try thinking about it…" This negligent reply surprised the girl, but she was properly chastised and did not further the thought. When the professor had almost ended his speech, the door opened and a rather tired Silverdawn entered.
Salazar eyed her, and on noticing that she had a slight bruise on her neck, he asked wryly, "I suppose you've gotten delayed by someone again?" This was not a question, but a statement, and Silverdawn felt inclined to agree, "Professor Kadamon had felt that I would make a suitable…" she paused, trying to think of a suitable verb to use, "guinea pig to prove that Dueling isn't as easy as it seems…" All of the UWIM students cringed at her statement, especially the students who took Dueling (the members of the Court all included), knowing how merciless the professor could be in Dueling classes. A look at the girl's slightly tattered and torn robes was all that they need to identify how… fascinating the Duel had been. The mussed up hair aside, the slight grimace on her face spoke volumes, and Amber immediately wondered if the Dueling Master had similar injuries…
"Go see Poppy now." Salazar ordered, "Ms. Romanov, accompany her."
"Yes, sir." Nikolai said, gracefully walking out of her seat to go to Silverdawn's side. The latter frowned at being sent to the medical wing once again, and grumbled, "You aren't the first one to order me to do that." On hearing this, the UWIM students laughed, knowing that the Dueling Master must have commanded her to do it out of over-protectiveness. Salazar heard this comment too, and raised an eyebrow at her. Knowing that she should not further antagonize the professor, the princess obediently got out of the room with Nikolai.
When the duo was gone, Harry reflected the curiosity of the Hogwarts' students, "What was that all about?" Lee Jordan faced Tristan expectantly, and the latter explained, "Professor Kadamon is known to be ultra merciless to his best students, and as Silverdawn is one of them, he expects the best out of her, thus the Duel – which must have been between him and her – must have been very tough."
The students who heard this explanation winced, and the black haired DADA professor gave a word of caution, "Therefore, I must warn all of you, never provoke Professor Kadamon. For the repercussions would be endless…" Everyone heeded the warning, and the class resumed as per normal. Only with the difference that they would be practicing some defensive spells and leaps. Like Lucifer, Salazar was very particular on the fitness of his students, and before the actual learning of defensive spells, he got them to do half an hour of physical conditioning…
By the time the physical conditioning was over, a few of the girls were swearing that more of this would kill them, and a few of the Slytherins were complaining that this was inhumane. However, Salazar gave them an icy glare that made him resemble his brother, which the students flinched at, except for Draco, who was glad that yet another professor was training him in the way he liked… Many of the students who lived in the muggle world, like Hermione and Harry, found that the workout was similar to the Physical Education the muggle public schools, and wondered if this form of training was derived from there.
Most of all, the students started to envy Silverdawn and Nikolai, who had managed to get away from the training while the others got sweaty and smelly…
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End of Chapter 8
Yikes, I had a bad case of writer's block while writing this chapter. So please don't kill me for it being so sucky… Still, I'm sorry for being late at uploading it. Please don't mind.
I've been wondering if I should write separate information on each of the main characters under a separate heading. So I need to see if you guys want it or not… Also, I was thinking of posting up the explanations on the various spells used in another heading so that it would not be so confusing. Therefore, please review and tell me what you think of these ideas…
Now, for the hexes and curses used in this chapter:
1.) Petrificus Totallus: something like a full body bind, causing the victim to be under a petrified state. The person cannot move, and can only see what is going on.
2.) Solaris Destructo: the caster focuses the magic into the ground, and in turn, the ground acts like a radar, shooting towards the opponent no matter where he goes, until it hits something solid. A difficult hex to master, and one has to be careful as it may backfire.
3.) Aurelius Rendezvous: this is a type of attack magic, originating from the angels. From the caster's hand, a bow is formed and a minimum of a dozen energy arrows is shot from it in random directions. Due to the multitude of arrows, it is usually difficult for the opponent to dodge.
4.) Tsunami Laystacia: a spiral of wind will encumber the opponent, tearing him from inside out. Usually, this spell is used outdoors as it requires wind energy. But in Silverdawn's case, she is able to control all five elements. Thus, she's able to do it as easily as one, two, three.
5.) Terra Cytosia: the only counter curse for the 'Tsunami Laystacia' spell. The element of earth forms a surrounding shield on the caster, repelling the wind and calming it down.
6.) Avada Kedavra: the killing curse, one of the three Unforgivables in Great Britain. Once hit, the victim dies instantly. The only known survivor of this spell (in Britain), is the boy who lived – Harry Potter.
7.) Comtempoúr ultimatum: an illusion charm that befuddles the mind of the opponent. It can last for days, but on a powerful sorcerer, it lasts for only seconds. There's no counter charm, thus, avoidance is the only way to get away from it.
8.) lá figment Dementor's Kiss: this is the curse version of the Kiss performed by Dementors. Once hit, the opponent loses his soul and what is left is an empty physical shell. Silverdawn hates Dementors with a strong passion, thus she was furious when Lucifer's simulacrum used it on her.
9.) Expecto Patronum Divisio: the counter for the spell version of the Dementor's Kiss. It is some sort like the Patronus charm, but it is much more complex. The caster must first learn the basics of the Patronus charm before he can attempt this much more advanced mode.
That's all for the hex and curses. Hope you all don't find it too messy to figure out ^_^!
I'll try to get the next chapter out soon, but I can't make any promises. So don't scream. However, flames are accepted, anytime, anywhere =)
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