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Chapter 3b : Dreams
Disclaimer : I said it before and I'll say it again, neither Slayers nor Harry Potter characters and scene depictions are mine. I merely use them for my own perverted purposes.
Hermione fell asleep exactly when Harry did. Instead of an outdoor scenery she was in a library, as large as the one at Hogwarts.
"Oh my god! I died and this is paradise!" She seized the first book in front of her and sat down to read.
"You're not dead yet Ms Granger but this is your idealistic learning ambience. I'm to be your trainer." A young polite lady in a long flowing gown and wearing glasses stated from across Hermione.
"So this is the astral realm then. I'll have time to read it all!" her eyes glowed with a passion and she stared at the young girl.
"You must be curious as to why you're here then. I'll explain. It seems your friend Harry is burdened with great responsibilities." She started. "And it's not to destroy Voldemort even if that would serve justice. He has powers beyond your world. My name is Amelia Wil Telsa Sailune, deceased q1ueen of the kingdom of Sailune of the lost continent of Atlantis. Your friend has inherited a gift from one of his very distant ancestors and so will you."
"You mean I'm your descendant? But I'm muggleborn not pure blood like Harry or Ron. How can I have magical ancestry?" She spoke fast as she tried to analyse the young woman in front of her.
"Back when I was alive, magic wasn't an inborn talent but a learned ability, some were more talented then others but everyone could learn if they so desired. My line of descendants came from a family of priests and shrine maidens who learned the most powerful forms of white magic and spiritual shamanistic magic. The knowledge was lost with time but it stayed latent for you to learn if the need ever arose." She took a deep breath and an image appeared on a blackboard. It was a genealogical tree complete with some missing branches all leading to three final people. "You see, when I was alive I married a man called Zelgadis, a powerful spiritual mage, we had two children, a boy and a girl who inherited our personal skills. One of our friends had three children, one boy and two girls. Since we were very close and through the hazards of love, both my children married her two eldest who then had children who carried on our line of talent. Her own child married and had children who had children themselves. Through time, her blood was diluted and to remain strong, the power divided into two distinct parts which followed a course until . . ." She pointed the lines which lead to James and Lily Potter and finally Harry. With this combination, the powers were reunited within Harry but there was a little mishap. If Voldemort hadn't attacked that night, Harry would have gotten a somewhat . . .normal awakening to his powers and less complications. When it was clear Harry was about to hit his majority, it was clear that he would have to face Voldemort again and Lina had the opportunity to pass on her mantle of most powerful sorceress to someone else who needed it. When she stepped into action, myself and Zelgadis were clear to do the same for our own lines of descendants. You have inherited the studious trait and your strong sense of justice for this world from myself and gotten some of Lina's. . .temper but not as strong as your friends. Luckily, none of you got the extreme stupidity trait. That one was from another family line."
The graph went to another line which stemmed from Ron's, it ended with someone called Dudley Dursley.
"I believe Gourry won't teach him anything if he knows what is good for his health because if he tries Lina will have his head." Amelia shook her head while Hermione stared at the picture of Harry's cousin. "Now that this is done and over with, lets get to the actual teaching. Your first lesson is simple: JUSTICE ALWAYS PREVAILS! That is the truth. It must always guide your path. You, Hermione, have what I consider the healing touch. While priestess can learn black and shamanistic magic, they have the advantage of healing and subduing spells which help your allies or captures enemies without the massive destruction of attack spells. The first thing we need to work on will be the simple healing spell." With a flick of her wrist, Amelia summoned a book from the shelves and gave it to Hermione.
"First of all, you need to learn the theory do you ? You're more a scholar then a trial and error person." Amelia stated. "Read this book and then we'll start on the healing and curse removal spells. Then you may read through this one and then we'll start with the shields, then fire ice, wind, earth and spirit manipulation. We will not learn black magic because I don't know anything about the actual spell casting."
"Why would I want to use black magic anyway?" Hermione asked. "Isn't it evil ?"
"Your dark arts draw upon the wielders dark emotions to gain it's power. When used with parsimony it isn't harmful at all for the caster. However, one becomes. . .addicted to the draw of emotions and then the magic starts to influence the wielder. That particular part of the magic you normally use is tainted. It was conceived to try to replace the black magic that was used back when Atlantis wasn't hidden. With the loss of the knowledge, the people went for substitutes when they could. At first, mages who could do balls of light were powerful. For me it's one of the basic spells used everyday to light my way to the bathroom. They then invented the wand and tried to imitate what they already called ancient magic. What then happened was simply astounding. Their magic was able to do things ours wasn't which was useful for everyday life. However, they wanted the one thing they couldn't get. . .the Dragu Slave. A spell so powerful it wipes cities without prejudice. It is only castable by calling upon the powers of a demon lord. What they did was stupidity itself. They tried the incantation and when it didn't work they decided to use other means to cause destruction. Instead of calling upon demons, they called upon their own bodies. This created a division in the magic. There are neutral spells like the Wingardium Leviosa which doesn't use any power from the body, positive spells like the patronum which uses happy memories and negative spells like the Cruciatus which uses anger to cause pain to the victim."
"But then why is calling the powers of a demon safer then calling your negative emotions?" Hermione asked.
"Demons or Mazoku are beings of pure negative energy. The spells can harm a living being if he or she uses him or herself as the medium of the spell. Only one spell like that exists and that is because the demon whose powers are called is a being outside the space of this world. It is called the mother of all who lives. Only one person ever knew the spell and only one will know it when you wake. It is stated that only one of chaos can survive in the chaos. Only the ones that attract chaos and trouble will be able to withstand the power, and even then it is at a great risk of losing oneself to the Lord of Nightmares. That spell is actually the only spell of divine origin I know of that I can't teach you." Amelia lectured her eager student.
"Alright, thank you professor Sailune. I'll get to reading now." Hermione raised the book while Amelia went into some kind of trance. She kept muttering about professorship and other nonesence. It didn't take long for Hogwarts official resident bookworm to finish reading the first book. She had taken notes of questions for her teacher who was in no real shape to answer any of them.
"Professor, I finished." Hermione stated.
"Good, now for the practice. Any questions before we begin ?" Amelia asked her pupil.
"Yes professor. Do I really have to believe in your god for these to work?" She asked "I never even heard of Ceiphied before."
"It doesn't really matter if you believe in Ceipied, God, Yahve, Jehovah, Allah, Boudha, Krishna or any other form of god really, Every religion have basic teachings and most of the basic ones are the same. You just have to remember that if you meet a Ryuzoku you'll deal with one of the direct agents of god. It doesn't matter the name, the basis is always the same. Even the Amhourabi code (oldest text of laws ever found) was based upon religious basics. All you have to do as a shrine maiden sis to know how to call upon the divine powers. You'll need the incantation with the words of power at first but it'll become second nature after a while. Magic is simply magic at this level, you are simply the catalyst for it like your wand is the catalyst for normal magic." Amelia clarified with a finger raised in the air.
"I understand, will I need my wand for these ? there were descriptions for hand movements but no real wand motions. I'm just a bit confused." She asked again.
"You don't even have your wand Ms Granger, also, this is ancient magic we are talking about, from when wizards roamed the world freely and dragons were rampaging the lands." Amelia stated again. Hermione felt for her wand but couldn't find it.
"I'm ready then. I believe with what I just learned I could start the practice." Hermione said with a smile.
"Let's see then." Amelia waved her hand and they found themselves into an hospital's emergency ward. Hermione looked rather nervous all of a sudden.
"Are. . .are they really in danger. . .I'm not qualified yet and. . ." She stammered insecurely.
"This is merely a vision of a past long gone. Those people were in a terrible danger long ago but now you'll practice on them. None of them will die in the process. If it doesn't really work you'll just have to start again." Amelia reassured the teen.
"Alright then, I'll start with this kid." Hermione stated with some resolve. "What happened Madam?" She asked the woman who was holding the child.
"My son was bitten by a snake, help him please!" The woman was frantically yelling, the child was unconscious and seemed to have a slight fever. A bite mark was at his left ankle and it seemed to need attention.
"Source of all life which purifies the body and soul, come to our aid and purge this body of it impurities! Dicleary!" A white light entered the body of the child who immediately looked better, his cheeks took a better color, his sweating and fever dropped and he looked more asleep then unconscious.
"Thank you! God bless you!" The woman was holding her still injured son but the bite mark was really nothing to worry about if it was cleaned. Hermione looked at the next person in line for healing and moved from bed to bed hoping to treat the worst cases first.
"Shiroki nagare, iyashi no chikara yo! Recovery!" The last injuredneeded the recovery spell immediately. After some exorcisms, some cures to poisonings and some curse removals Hermione was sure every basic white magic spells had been used.
"Very good Hermione, you have practiced a great deal but now we need to work on some major spells, you read about those before, do you feel up to it?" Amelia asked her pupil
"Yes, right away!" Hermione was looking as the scenery changed from the hospital to a town overrun by spirits.
"Observe the spell." Amelia instructed as a younger copy of the woman held a stone from a monument which stood in the center of the town not too long ago.
"Kono yo narazaru mono yo, yugamishi awarenaru mono yo Jooka no hikari mote sekai to sekai to o musubu kanata ni kiesaran koto o! Megido Flare!" The yonger one recited in front of Hermione. The resulting wave of magical power eradicated the ghosts for miles around the center point.
"This is the strongest basic exorcism spell, it will send minor spirits back to kingdom come for miles around. While I needed an amplifier back then, you have Lina Inverses blood flowing through your veins and that makes you a magical nuclear plant Like your friend Harry but to a lesser extent. You won't need one for you to cast such magic since it remains weaker then a Ragna Blade. You try it now." Amelia snapped her fingers and the scene rewinded itself to show Hermione instead of Amelia in the crater. The student started to concentrate, healing people had given her confidence in her capacities.
"Kono yo narazaru mono yo, yugamishi awarenaru mono yo Jooka no hikari mote sekai to sekai to o musubu kanata ni kiesaran koto o! Megido Flare!" The same blast of white magic overtook the city with less ground covered then before but it was still a success.
"Very nice spell, with the amplifier, you would have cleaned the country of any spirit with one strike." Amelia complimented.
"But if this was used with an attack spell?" Hermione asked, frightful of her own powers.
"There are contingencies for the most powerful spells, only the Giga Slave doesn't have safeguards against such occasions and that is just from the nature of the power used. Even the Dragon Slave cannot become more powerful then the demon from which the power is drawn. Amplifications stretch the limits of those spells but they cannot run amuck." Amelia explained to her. Hermione sighed in relief.
"Now, the last white magic spell you'll need in healing, then we'll go to subduing." The scene turned to one in a cemetery. Hermione knew it from her nightmares, she looked around and found what she dreaded the most. . .Harry was laying in a puddle of his own blood, his guts were exposed to the cold air of the night and she could ear Voldemort laughing in the background.
"Nothing can sssstop Lord Voldemort now! Only a miracle could ssssave him AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" The voice shot goosebumps down her spine but Harry was more important, she had to save him, but how. . ."
"Shiroki nagare, iyashi no chikara yo! Recovery!" The healing spell improved his condition but even as it started to work, Harry coughed some blood. "I have no choice, I'll just have to use it. . .I just hope this works. Seinaru iyashi no mite yo, hahanaru daichi no ibuki yo Negawakuba waga mae ni yokoyawarishi kono mono o Sono ooinaru jihi ni te sukui tamae! Resurection!" The casting of the spell took time and power but it also had the advantage of being extremely potent. The wound closed immediately and only a small trail of blood remained from his coughing.
"Hermione. . .Is that you?. . ." His voice sounded hoarse but Hermione didn't care, she went for the hug. . . And went right through him.
"Sorry but it seemed the best way for you to practice the resurrection spell, it is highly potent and you must remember to always use it when the person will not be able to sustain the healing spell. The spell calls for the person to heal himself with his own energy. Had you really cast it upon your friend . . . well, errors are the way to learn that can be the most effective." Amelia said while Hermione sobbed quietly, had this been real, she would have killed Harry.
"Harry. . .I would have. . .. . .killed him. . .I'm just. . .. . ." She ranted as she cried. Amelia enveloped her in a tight embrace.
"It's ok, with practice you'll know when to use it. Calm down Hermione. . .You love him don't you?" Hermione looked at the woman immediately.
"Is it. . .. . .that obvious?" She asked. Amelia smiled softly at her pupil.
"No, but I've seen my children, grandchildren and great grandchildren fall in love. I just can tell the signs dear." Amelia assured the teen.
"I just. . .don't feel like I 'm worthy of him sometimes. He's just so. . .brave, dashing, stupid at times, handsome, he doesn't care for personal glory, he's just so. . .so. . .perfect." She confided.
"Sounds like the right sort of man, although I wouldn't want to be Voldemort when Harry decides to get rid of him." Amelia shuddered a little. "Even if Lina's temper is prominent within your friend Ron Harry is the closest one to exploding and he's also the most powerful of you three. I believe you may be the only one in this world capable of preventing him from doing something stupid." Amelia stated.
"But. . .why me? I'm just. . .me. . ." Hermione said as she calmed down, Amelia only chuckled in answer. The scene went back to the library and again she started her lecture.
"You'll understand in due time dear, now it's time to read up on battle magic. Just read the books I gave you and learn." Hermione pushed back those thoughts in a corner of her brain and started soaking the knowledge from the tomes of magic.
Later, both teacher and pupil were shooting magical blasts at immobile targets.
"Elemenkia Lance!" Hermione called the spiritual attack which hit, without bodily harm, the nearest dummy. "If this only attacks the spirit, how can it help me?" She asked.
"Those spells are highly effective on planar beings, the Ra Tilt is actually as powerful as the Dragu Slave when used efficiently. It just lacks the bodily destruction of the spell but the spirit of any normal being is utterly destroyed by this spell. Few are those who can survive this spell. I daresay that if Harry had know this in one of his early encounters with Voldemort it would have destroyed the spirit." Amelia sternly explained the value of spiritual shamanism to Hermione.
The gears within Hermione's mind started working in overdrive as she counted the ways to use this safely.
Even later, Amelia had given Hermione a break during which she started reading book after book from the library.
"I see you are trying to learn it all.Not much reason to it really." Amelia said.
"How come? Will I forget it all when I wake up?" Hermione said with some deception in her eyes.
"No, you just already know all of this, even what I tought you. You see, this library is actually your psyche, the basic layer of your mind, if we were to delve deeper into it, well. . ." The scene blurred and large portraits of Hermione's memories appeared, all of them moving and showing her deepest secrets.
"This is actually very advanced legilimency!" Hermione exclaimed, recognision dawning in her eyes.
"Legilimency is actually a weaker version of what we are currently doing. Practicing within your mind so you do not use magic when you do so, the effects come from my latent memories so it is accurate." Amelia told her.
"But why would I know how to do this magic you taught me?" Hermione asked, "this doesn't make sense!" She exclaimed.
"Magic is basically not something that makes sense in the normal human point of view, that's why most wizards can't really use logic, it gives them headaches." Amelia laughed a little. As for the magic, it was latent within your DNA to be able to learn it, back then we didn't really know about it but affecting a bloodline was possible to transmit protections, powers, some knowledge and even curses. My family had those up around me and my sister and I modified them for my descendants. Lina placed them over her own progeny hoping the chaotic part of her life wouldn't remain without much luck I might add. However, the knowledge was lost in time and the magic remained. Gods and demons asked Lina and her familie to stay out of their affairs but she added the condition that her descendance was to stay out of the wars themselves and they readily agreed. When Voldemort attacked the Potters, it was because Harry was the last direct inheritor of Lina inverse, they wanted to be rid of her and influenced the dark lord to attack. The gods got wind of this and as the demons suppressed Lily's ability to defend herself if anything happened, they imprinted the protection charm which saved Harry. One of our friends, a demon called Xellos, added to the protection with his own powers." Amelia took a deep breath.
"Wouldn't they kill him if he helped twart their plans?" Hermione asked.
"There are rivalries between demons themselves, Xellos is the priest and general of Zellas Metalium. The demon who attacked was Dynast, the demon king of the north. He's scared of Lina's powerful spells actually returning and he actually precipitated their return to this world. Lina had the all go to teach him all she knew because of the intervention of Dynast against his parents." Amelia looked rather sad. "Even if it means the defeat of Voldemort, it just doesn't justifies the death of his parents."
"Harry never deserved to stay with the Dursleys, but he never deserved to even lose his parents in the first place. . .I just can't understand professor Dumbledore in this decision, even if blood relations protected him they are simply awful!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Yes, but now I believe justice will be served. You may very well leave the house and go wherever you want with Harry, no Deatheater will ever be able to even touch you again." Amelia said while Hermione looked actually ecstatic. "Harry, I believe, will probably want to teach his mentor a little lesson on giving children to uncaring relatives. I'll be looking forward to seeing Dumbledore wet his pants."
Hermione actually smiled a little but sobered quickly.
"Harry will kill him if he is treated even slightly as a child." Her eyes widened a little. "I'll have to stop him from doing that, Dumbledore hides too much from everyone and Harry hates being kept in the dark from things which concern him." Hermione knew that sooner or later the old man would try to hide something and also that Harry would blow rather quickly.
"Yes, now I believe we practiced every spells in the book so I'll leave you to wake up and start kicking butts. Goodbye Hermione and try to see me again in the very distant future alright?" Amelia faded and the scene turned to darkness.
Hermione opened her eyes to see Harry's faces inches above her own.
End of chapter 3b
Note: It may seem short but remember how Hermione learns compared to Harry and what she learned. Healing magic isn't easier then attack magic but it's easier to practice since someone could get hurt anytime. Attack magic blows things up. Period. Rather hard to practice in a short period of time. Hermione learns from books (something I cannot understand personally) while Harry does from sheer practice and pigheadedness. Ron will be hard. . .I think he needs things hammered into his head. I may do an half chapter about him since he's more likely not to ask many questions and get angry when he can't do things. I may even skip him and do a flashback of him meeting Zelgadis and starting to learn for years and years of planar time. Give me your opinion while I write in your reviews. I may still do a whole chapter but what about I don't know.
Chapter 3b : Dreams
Disclaimer : I said it before and I'll say it again, neither Slayers nor Harry Potter characters and scene depictions are mine. I merely use them for my own perverted purposes.
Hermione fell asleep exactly when Harry did. Instead of an outdoor scenery she was in a library, as large as the one at Hogwarts.
"Oh my god! I died and this is paradise!" She seized the first book in front of her and sat down to read.
"You're not dead yet Ms Granger but this is your idealistic learning ambience. I'm to be your trainer." A young polite lady in a long flowing gown and wearing glasses stated from across Hermione.
"So this is the astral realm then. I'll have time to read it all!" her eyes glowed with a passion and she stared at the young girl.
"You must be curious as to why you're here then. I'll explain. It seems your friend Harry is burdened with great responsibilities." She started. "And it's not to destroy Voldemort even if that would serve justice. He has powers beyond your world. My name is Amelia Wil Telsa Sailune, deceased q1ueen of the kingdom of Sailune of the lost continent of Atlantis. Your friend has inherited a gift from one of his very distant ancestors and so will you."
"You mean I'm your descendant? But I'm muggleborn not pure blood like Harry or Ron. How can I have magical ancestry?" She spoke fast as she tried to analyse the young woman in front of her.
"Back when I was alive, magic wasn't an inborn talent but a learned ability, some were more talented then others but everyone could learn if they so desired. My line of descendants came from a family of priests and shrine maidens who learned the most powerful forms of white magic and spiritual shamanistic magic. The knowledge was lost with time but it stayed latent for you to learn if the need ever arose." She took a deep breath and an image appeared on a blackboard. It was a genealogical tree complete with some missing branches all leading to three final people. "You see, when I was alive I married a man called Zelgadis, a powerful spiritual mage, we had two children, a boy and a girl who inherited our personal skills. One of our friends had three children, one boy and two girls. Since we were very close and through the hazards of love, both my children married her two eldest who then had children who carried on our line of talent. Her own child married and had children who had children themselves. Through time, her blood was diluted and to remain strong, the power divided into two distinct parts which followed a course until . . ." She pointed the lines which lead to James and Lily Potter and finally Harry. With this combination, the powers were reunited within Harry but there was a little mishap. If Voldemort hadn't attacked that night, Harry would have gotten a somewhat . . .normal awakening to his powers and less complications. When it was clear Harry was about to hit his majority, it was clear that he would have to face Voldemort again and Lina had the opportunity to pass on her mantle of most powerful sorceress to someone else who needed it. When she stepped into action, myself and Zelgadis were clear to do the same for our own lines of descendants. You have inherited the studious trait and your strong sense of justice for this world from myself and gotten some of Lina's. . .temper but not as strong as your friends. Luckily, none of you got the extreme stupidity trait. That one was from another family line."
The graph went to another line which stemmed from Ron's, it ended with someone called Dudley Dursley.
"I believe Gourry won't teach him anything if he knows what is good for his health because if he tries Lina will have his head." Amelia shook her head while Hermione stared at the picture of Harry's cousin. "Now that this is done and over with, lets get to the actual teaching. Your first lesson is simple: JUSTICE ALWAYS PREVAILS! That is the truth. It must always guide your path. You, Hermione, have what I consider the healing touch. While priestess can learn black and shamanistic magic, they have the advantage of healing and subduing spells which help your allies or captures enemies without the massive destruction of attack spells. The first thing we need to work on will be the simple healing spell." With a flick of her wrist, Amelia summoned a book from the shelves and gave it to Hermione.
"First of all, you need to learn the theory do you ? You're more a scholar then a trial and error person." Amelia stated. "Read this book and then we'll start on the healing and curse removal spells. Then you may read through this one and then we'll start with the shields, then fire ice, wind, earth and spirit manipulation. We will not learn black magic because I don't know anything about the actual spell casting."
"Why would I want to use black magic anyway?" Hermione asked. "Isn't it evil ?"
"Your dark arts draw upon the wielders dark emotions to gain it's power. When used with parsimony it isn't harmful at all for the caster. However, one becomes. . .addicted to the draw of emotions and then the magic starts to influence the wielder. That particular part of the magic you normally use is tainted. It was conceived to try to replace the black magic that was used back when Atlantis wasn't hidden. With the loss of the knowledge, the people went for substitutes when they could. At first, mages who could do balls of light were powerful. For me it's one of the basic spells used everyday to light my way to the bathroom. They then invented the wand and tried to imitate what they already called ancient magic. What then happened was simply astounding. Their magic was able to do things ours wasn't which was useful for everyday life. However, they wanted the one thing they couldn't get. . .the Dragu Slave. A spell so powerful it wipes cities without prejudice. It is only castable by calling upon the powers of a demon lord. What they did was stupidity itself. They tried the incantation and when it didn't work they decided to use other means to cause destruction. Instead of calling upon demons, they called upon their own bodies. This created a division in the magic. There are neutral spells like the Wingardium Leviosa which doesn't use any power from the body, positive spells like the patronum which uses happy memories and negative spells like the Cruciatus which uses anger to cause pain to the victim."
"But then why is calling the powers of a demon safer then calling your negative emotions?" Hermione asked.
"Demons or Mazoku are beings of pure negative energy. The spells can harm a living being if he or she uses him or herself as the medium of the spell. Only one spell like that exists and that is because the demon whose powers are called is a being outside the space of this world. It is called the mother of all who lives. Only one person ever knew the spell and only one will know it when you wake. It is stated that only one of chaos can survive in the chaos. Only the ones that attract chaos and trouble will be able to withstand the power, and even then it is at a great risk of losing oneself to the Lord of Nightmares. That spell is actually the only spell of divine origin I know of that I can't teach you." Amelia lectured her eager student.
"Alright, thank you professor Sailune. I'll get to reading now." Hermione raised the book while Amelia went into some kind of trance. She kept muttering about professorship and other nonesence. It didn't take long for Hogwarts official resident bookworm to finish reading the first book. She had taken notes of questions for her teacher who was in no real shape to answer any of them.
"Professor, I finished." Hermione stated.
"Good, now for the practice. Any questions before we begin ?" Amelia asked her pupil.
"Yes professor. Do I really have to believe in your god for these to work?" She asked "I never even heard of Ceiphied before."
"It doesn't really matter if you believe in Ceipied, God, Yahve, Jehovah, Allah, Boudha, Krishna or any other form of god really, Every religion have basic teachings and most of the basic ones are the same. You just have to remember that if you meet a Ryuzoku you'll deal with one of the direct agents of god. It doesn't matter the name, the basis is always the same. Even the Amhourabi code (oldest text of laws ever found) was based upon religious basics. All you have to do as a shrine maiden sis to know how to call upon the divine powers. You'll need the incantation with the words of power at first but it'll become second nature after a while. Magic is simply magic at this level, you are simply the catalyst for it like your wand is the catalyst for normal magic." Amelia clarified with a finger raised in the air.
"I understand, will I need my wand for these ? there were descriptions for hand movements but no real wand motions. I'm just a bit confused." She asked again.
"You don't even have your wand Ms Granger, also, this is ancient magic we are talking about, from when wizards roamed the world freely and dragons were rampaging the lands." Amelia stated again. Hermione felt for her wand but couldn't find it.
"I'm ready then. I believe with what I just learned I could start the practice." Hermione said with a smile.
"Let's see then." Amelia waved her hand and they found themselves into an hospital's emergency ward. Hermione looked rather nervous all of a sudden.
"Are. . .are they really in danger. . .I'm not qualified yet and. . ." She stammered insecurely.
"This is merely a vision of a past long gone. Those people were in a terrible danger long ago but now you'll practice on them. None of them will die in the process. If it doesn't really work you'll just have to start again." Amelia reassured the teen.
"Alright then, I'll start with this kid." Hermione stated with some resolve. "What happened Madam?" She asked the woman who was holding the child.
"My son was bitten by a snake, help him please!" The woman was frantically yelling, the child was unconscious and seemed to have a slight fever. A bite mark was at his left ankle and it seemed to need attention.
"Source of all life which purifies the body and soul, come to our aid and purge this body of it impurities! Dicleary!" A white light entered the body of the child who immediately looked better, his cheeks took a better color, his sweating and fever dropped and he looked more asleep then unconscious.
"Thank you! God bless you!" The woman was holding her still injured son but the bite mark was really nothing to worry about if it was cleaned. Hermione looked at the next person in line for healing and moved from bed to bed hoping to treat the worst cases first.
"Shiroki nagare, iyashi no chikara yo! Recovery!" The last injuredneeded the recovery spell immediately. After some exorcisms, some cures to poisonings and some curse removals Hermione was sure every basic white magic spells had been used.
"Very good Hermione, you have practiced a great deal but now we need to work on some major spells, you read about those before, do you feel up to it?" Amelia asked her pupil
"Yes, right away!" Hermione was looking as the scenery changed from the hospital to a town overrun by spirits.
"Observe the spell." Amelia instructed as a younger copy of the woman held a stone from a monument which stood in the center of the town not too long ago.
"Kono yo narazaru mono yo, yugamishi awarenaru mono yo Jooka no hikari mote sekai to sekai to o musubu kanata ni kiesaran koto o! Megido Flare!" The yonger one recited in front of Hermione. The resulting wave of magical power eradicated the ghosts for miles around the center point.
"This is the strongest basic exorcism spell, it will send minor spirits back to kingdom come for miles around. While I needed an amplifier back then, you have Lina Inverses blood flowing through your veins and that makes you a magical nuclear plant Like your friend Harry but to a lesser extent. You won't need one for you to cast such magic since it remains weaker then a Ragna Blade. You try it now." Amelia snapped her fingers and the scene rewinded itself to show Hermione instead of Amelia in the crater. The student started to concentrate, healing people had given her confidence in her capacities.
"Kono yo narazaru mono yo, yugamishi awarenaru mono yo Jooka no hikari mote sekai to sekai to o musubu kanata ni kiesaran koto o! Megido Flare!" The same blast of white magic overtook the city with less ground covered then before but it was still a success.
"Very nice spell, with the amplifier, you would have cleaned the country of any spirit with one strike." Amelia complimented.
"But if this was used with an attack spell?" Hermione asked, frightful of her own powers.
"There are contingencies for the most powerful spells, only the Giga Slave doesn't have safeguards against such occasions and that is just from the nature of the power used. Even the Dragon Slave cannot become more powerful then the demon from which the power is drawn. Amplifications stretch the limits of those spells but they cannot run amuck." Amelia explained to her. Hermione sighed in relief.
"Now, the last white magic spell you'll need in healing, then we'll go to subduing." The scene turned to one in a cemetery. Hermione knew it from her nightmares, she looked around and found what she dreaded the most. . .Harry was laying in a puddle of his own blood, his guts were exposed to the cold air of the night and she could ear Voldemort laughing in the background.
"Nothing can sssstop Lord Voldemort now! Only a miracle could ssssave him AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" The voice shot goosebumps down her spine but Harry was more important, she had to save him, but how. . ."
"Shiroki nagare, iyashi no chikara yo! Recovery!" The healing spell improved his condition but even as it started to work, Harry coughed some blood. "I have no choice, I'll just have to use it. . .I just hope this works. Seinaru iyashi no mite yo, hahanaru daichi no ibuki yo Negawakuba waga mae ni yokoyawarishi kono mono o Sono ooinaru jihi ni te sukui tamae! Resurection!" The casting of the spell took time and power but it also had the advantage of being extremely potent. The wound closed immediately and only a small trail of blood remained from his coughing.
"Hermione. . .Is that you?. . ." His voice sounded hoarse but Hermione didn't care, she went for the hug. . . And went right through him.
"Sorry but it seemed the best way for you to practice the resurrection spell, it is highly potent and you must remember to always use it when the person will not be able to sustain the healing spell. The spell calls for the person to heal himself with his own energy. Had you really cast it upon your friend . . . well, errors are the way to learn that can be the most effective." Amelia said while Hermione sobbed quietly, had this been real, she would have killed Harry.
"Harry. . .I would have. . .. . .killed him. . .I'm just. . .. . ." She ranted as she cried. Amelia enveloped her in a tight embrace.
"It's ok, with practice you'll know when to use it. Calm down Hermione. . .You love him don't you?" Hermione looked at the woman immediately.
"Is it. . .. . .that obvious?" She asked. Amelia smiled softly at her pupil.
"No, but I've seen my children, grandchildren and great grandchildren fall in love. I just can tell the signs dear." Amelia assured the teen.
"I just. . .don't feel like I 'm worthy of him sometimes. He's just so. . .brave, dashing, stupid at times, handsome, he doesn't care for personal glory, he's just so. . .so. . .perfect." She confided.
"Sounds like the right sort of man, although I wouldn't want to be Voldemort when Harry decides to get rid of him." Amelia shuddered a little. "Even if Lina's temper is prominent within your friend Ron Harry is the closest one to exploding and he's also the most powerful of you three. I believe you may be the only one in this world capable of preventing him from doing something stupid." Amelia stated.
"But. . .why me? I'm just. . .me. . ." Hermione said as she calmed down, Amelia only chuckled in answer. The scene went back to the library and again she started her lecture.
"You'll understand in due time dear, now it's time to read up on battle magic. Just read the books I gave you and learn." Hermione pushed back those thoughts in a corner of her brain and started soaking the knowledge from the tomes of magic.
Later, both teacher and pupil were shooting magical blasts at immobile targets.
"Elemenkia Lance!" Hermione called the spiritual attack which hit, without bodily harm, the nearest dummy. "If this only attacks the spirit, how can it help me?" She asked.
"Those spells are highly effective on planar beings, the Ra Tilt is actually as powerful as the Dragu Slave when used efficiently. It just lacks the bodily destruction of the spell but the spirit of any normal being is utterly destroyed by this spell. Few are those who can survive this spell. I daresay that if Harry had know this in one of his early encounters with Voldemort it would have destroyed the spirit." Amelia sternly explained the value of spiritual shamanism to Hermione.
The gears within Hermione's mind started working in overdrive as she counted the ways to use this safely.
Even later, Amelia had given Hermione a break during which she started reading book after book from the library.
"I see you are trying to learn it all.Not much reason to it really." Amelia said.
"How come? Will I forget it all when I wake up?" Hermione said with some deception in her eyes.
"No, you just already know all of this, even what I tought you. You see, this library is actually your psyche, the basic layer of your mind, if we were to delve deeper into it, well. . ." The scene blurred and large portraits of Hermione's memories appeared, all of them moving and showing her deepest secrets.
"This is actually very advanced legilimency!" Hermione exclaimed, recognision dawning in her eyes.
"Legilimency is actually a weaker version of what we are currently doing. Practicing within your mind so you do not use magic when you do so, the effects come from my latent memories so it is accurate." Amelia told her.
"But why would I know how to do this magic you taught me?" Hermione asked, "this doesn't make sense!" She exclaimed.
"Magic is basically not something that makes sense in the normal human point of view, that's why most wizards can't really use logic, it gives them headaches." Amelia laughed a little. As for the magic, it was latent within your DNA to be able to learn it, back then we didn't really know about it but affecting a bloodline was possible to transmit protections, powers, some knowledge and even curses. My family had those up around me and my sister and I modified them for my descendants. Lina placed them over her own progeny hoping the chaotic part of her life wouldn't remain without much luck I might add. However, the knowledge was lost in time and the magic remained. Gods and demons asked Lina and her familie to stay out of their affairs but she added the condition that her descendance was to stay out of the wars themselves and they readily agreed. When Voldemort attacked the Potters, it was because Harry was the last direct inheritor of Lina inverse, they wanted to be rid of her and influenced the dark lord to attack. The gods got wind of this and as the demons suppressed Lily's ability to defend herself if anything happened, they imprinted the protection charm which saved Harry. One of our friends, a demon called Xellos, added to the protection with his own powers." Amelia took a deep breath.
"Wouldn't they kill him if he helped twart their plans?" Hermione asked.
"There are rivalries between demons themselves, Xellos is the priest and general of Zellas Metalium. The demon who attacked was Dynast, the demon king of the north. He's scared of Lina's powerful spells actually returning and he actually precipitated their return to this world. Lina had the all go to teach him all she knew because of the intervention of Dynast against his parents." Amelia looked rather sad. "Even if it means the defeat of Voldemort, it just doesn't justifies the death of his parents."
"Harry never deserved to stay with the Dursleys, but he never deserved to even lose his parents in the first place. . .I just can't understand professor Dumbledore in this decision, even if blood relations protected him they are simply awful!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Yes, but now I believe justice will be served. You may very well leave the house and go wherever you want with Harry, no Deatheater will ever be able to even touch you again." Amelia said while Hermione looked actually ecstatic. "Harry, I believe, will probably want to teach his mentor a little lesson on giving children to uncaring relatives. I'll be looking forward to seeing Dumbledore wet his pants."
Hermione actually smiled a little but sobered quickly.
"Harry will kill him if he is treated even slightly as a child." Her eyes widened a little. "I'll have to stop him from doing that, Dumbledore hides too much from everyone and Harry hates being kept in the dark from things which concern him." Hermione knew that sooner or later the old man would try to hide something and also that Harry would blow rather quickly.
"Yes, now I believe we practiced every spells in the book so I'll leave you to wake up and start kicking butts. Goodbye Hermione and try to see me again in the very distant future alright?" Amelia faded and the scene turned to darkness.
Hermione opened her eyes to see Harry's faces inches above her own.
End of chapter 3b
Note: It may seem short but remember how Hermione learns compared to Harry and what she learned. Healing magic isn't easier then attack magic but it's easier to practice since someone could get hurt anytime. Attack magic blows things up. Period. Rather hard to practice in a short period of time. Hermione learns from books (something I cannot understand personally) while Harry does from sheer practice and pigheadedness. Ron will be hard. . .I think he needs things hammered into his head. I may do an half chapter about him since he's more likely not to ask many questions and get angry when he can't do things. I may even skip him and do a flashback of him meeting Zelgadis and starting to learn for years and years of planar time. Give me your opinion while I write in your reviews. I may still do a whole chapter but what about I don't know.
