Chapter 4: The Wand of Power
After a long pause, Buttergomon stood up saying, "Let's get that scale for you."
They left the mansion and walked over a hill. A Golden Dragon was standing about fifty feet away them.
"That is Dragogurath, the leader of the Golden Dragons. You need to ask him for permission to get a scale," said Buttergomon in a hushed voice.
They walked up to Drago(gurath), and he turned around to see them. Landyr was starring at a twenty foot tall golden colored dragon. Buttergomon elbowed Landyr in the ribs to get him to ask the question. He swallowed the lump in his throat.
"Um...Can I...Can I use a Golden Dragon scale?" asked Landyr nervously.
The dragon looked at him intently. Drago looked like he was pondering the question. The dragon gave a little nod and then turned and walked off.
"He wants us to follow him," whispered Buttergomon in Landyr's ear.
They hurried after Drago. He led them a great distance away from the mansion. After what seemed like miles and passing many dragons, they came to a halt in front of a sixteen foot tall one. Drago went up to it and seemed like they were communicating. Then Drago turned to Landyr and held out a both "hands" with a diamond shaped scale. Landyr took it. Drago bowed, and so did Landyr.
"Normally the scales are destroyed the moment they fall to the ground to prevent anyone from using them," Buttergomon said as they walked back towards the mansion.
"Why did we need to come this far away to that dragon?"
"Because, she was loosing her scales. Every now and then, a Golden Dragon looses its scales when it grows bigger. New scales are then grown."
They turned right veering off from the path that leads to the mansion.
"Now we need to get you a Kith Tree limb. This might take a while. We can only use limbs that the tree drops. You never cut or break a limb off."
"Why?"
"You will die a most painful death. It's part of trees defense mechanism. Naturally no one knows what the tree does to kill anybody, because all the witnesses are dead, so they are not saying much."
They arrived at a tree. It was only about seven feet tall, and by the ramblings of Buttergomon, Landyr learned that this is about as tall as they get and that it is actually a type a shrub. Why it is call a Kith Tree no one will ever know. They were sitting on the ground for what seemed like hours, when they heard a crackling sound.
"I think a limb is falling," Buttergomon said happily as they got up to investigate. "Yes, yes one is starting to fall. Get read to catch it before it hits the ground."
Landyr was watching for a falling limb. He spotted it! His hand shot out and grabbed it. He completed both assignments.
"This limb looks big and heavy, but it is extremely light almost like it's made of air," Landyr said happily.
"Yes, but it is the strongest wood around. The only way to shape it is by magic. Now I suppose you want to get back where you came from."
Buttergomon raised his hands saying, "Calamitous adieu."
Another gateway opened and Landyr could see Dumbledore's office. They said their goodbyes and he walked through the opening.
"Welcome back!" came a weary voice. "I was beginning to worry about you. You were gone for a week."
Landyr turned around to see the owner of the voice. It was Dumbledore.
"A week?!? It only felt like a -- wait time has no meaning there, that's right. Professor, you sound different. Is everything all right?"
"Environmental memories do begin to fade after a thousand years or so. We need to hurry and send you on your final task. Give me the Kith Tree limb."
Landyr handed the Professor the limb. Dumbledore looked at Landyr for a moment and then pointed his wand at the limb. A bright orange light surrounded the limb. When the light faded, a perfectly shaped wand was in the Professor's hand.
"The wand is eleven inches long, which should suit you quit nicely. Take the scale and crush it with that mortar and pistol."
Landyr did just that. It took a while to get it into a fine powder. He then handed the mortar full of the powder to Dumbledore. Dumbledore said a few words and the powder disappeared from the mortar.
"The Golden Dragon scale powder is now at the core of this wand. I want you to take the rag on my desk to put the varnish on it. The varnish is in the cup next to the rag. It is Phoenix tears. Right before you left I told Fawkes to gather his tears in that cup. You will need to be very careful with this wand. Even the simplest of spells can kill someone if you do not control the power right. Anyways, while you are putting on the varnish, I will be getting something you need."
Dumbledore went over to the bookshelves while Landyr was applying the Phoenix tears to his new wand. Landyr finished varnishing the wand. Dumbledore came over to him and gave him a book.
"That book is my Journal. Dumbledore will know that it came from a future self instead of anyone else. Be warned. Do not try to read it. There are very powerful charms protecting it. I finished it once the battle was over. It's good to have an environmental memory around to get things done sometimes. All you need to do is give this to Professor Dumbledore. The password for the statue is 'peanut brittle'. You will arrive one week before the war starts, and you will be in the Entrance Hall. I can't send you back into this office, because it is protected by very powerful magic. Now you're off."
Landyr looked like he was surrounded by a ball of yarn, but instead of yarn it was lightning. The last thing he saw was Dumbledore fading away.
After a long pause, Buttergomon stood up saying, "Let's get that scale for you."
They left the mansion and walked over a hill. A Golden Dragon was standing about fifty feet away them.
"That is Dragogurath, the leader of the Golden Dragons. You need to ask him for permission to get a scale," said Buttergomon in a hushed voice.
They walked up to Drago(gurath), and he turned around to see them. Landyr was starring at a twenty foot tall golden colored dragon. Buttergomon elbowed Landyr in the ribs to get him to ask the question. He swallowed the lump in his throat.
"Um...Can I...Can I use a Golden Dragon scale?" asked Landyr nervously.
The dragon looked at him intently. Drago looked like he was pondering the question. The dragon gave a little nod and then turned and walked off.
"He wants us to follow him," whispered Buttergomon in Landyr's ear.
They hurried after Drago. He led them a great distance away from the mansion. After what seemed like miles and passing many dragons, they came to a halt in front of a sixteen foot tall one. Drago went up to it and seemed like they were communicating. Then Drago turned to Landyr and held out a both "hands" with a diamond shaped scale. Landyr took it. Drago bowed, and so did Landyr.
"Normally the scales are destroyed the moment they fall to the ground to prevent anyone from using them," Buttergomon said as they walked back towards the mansion.
"Why did we need to come this far away to that dragon?"
"Because, she was loosing her scales. Every now and then, a Golden Dragon looses its scales when it grows bigger. New scales are then grown."
They turned right veering off from the path that leads to the mansion.
"Now we need to get you a Kith Tree limb. This might take a while. We can only use limbs that the tree drops. You never cut or break a limb off."
"Why?"
"You will die a most painful death. It's part of trees defense mechanism. Naturally no one knows what the tree does to kill anybody, because all the witnesses are dead, so they are not saying much."
They arrived at a tree. It was only about seven feet tall, and by the ramblings of Buttergomon, Landyr learned that this is about as tall as they get and that it is actually a type a shrub. Why it is call a Kith Tree no one will ever know. They were sitting on the ground for what seemed like hours, when they heard a crackling sound.
"I think a limb is falling," Buttergomon said happily as they got up to investigate. "Yes, yes one is starting to fall. Get read to catch it before it hits the ground."
Landyr was watching for a falling limb. He spotted it! His hand shot out and grabbed it. He completed both assignments.
"This limb looks big and heavy, but it is extremely light almost like it's made of air," Landyr said happily.
"Yes, but it is the strongest wood around. The only way to shape it is by magic. Now I suppose you want to get back where you came from."
Buttergomon raised his hands saying, "Calamitous adieu."
Another gateway opened and Landyr could see Dumbledore's office. They said their goodbyes and he walked through the opening.
"Welcome back!" came a weary voice. "I was beginning to worry about you. You were gone for a week."
Landyr turned around to see the owner of the voice. It was Dumbledore.
"A week?!? It only felt like a -- wait time has no meaning there, that's right. Professor, you sound different. Is everything all right?"
"Environmental memories do begin to fade after a thousand years or so. We need to hurry and send you on your final task. Give me the Kith Tree limb."
Landyr handed the Professor the limb. Dumbledore looked at Landyr for a moment and then pointed his wand at the limb. A bright orange light surrounded the limb. When the light faded, a perfectly shaped wand was in the Professor's hand.
"The wand is eleven inches long, which should suit you quit nicely. Take the scale and crush it with that mortar and pistol."
Landyr did just that. It took a while to get it into a fine powder. He then handed the mortar full of the powder to Dumbledore. Dumbledore said a few words and the powder disappeared from the mortar.
"The Golden Dragon scale powder is now at the core of this wand. I want you to take the rag on my desk to put the varnish on it. The varnish is in the cup next to the rag. It is Phoenix tears. Right before you left I told Fawkes to gather his tears in that cup. You will need to be very careful with this wand. Even the simplest of spells can kill someone if you do not control the power right. Anyways, while you are putting on the varnish, I will be getting something you need."
Dumbledore went over to the bookshelves while Landyr was applying the Phoenix tears to his new wand. Landyr finished varnishing the wand. Dumbledore came over to him and gave him a book.
"That book is my Journal. Dumbledore will know that it came from a future self instead of anyone else. Be warned. Do not try to read it. There are very powerful charms protecting it. I finished it once the battle was over. It's good to have an environmental memory around to get things done sometimes. All you need to do is give this to Professor Dumbledore. The password for the statue is 'peanut brittle'. You will arrive one week before the war starts, and you will be in the Entrance Hall. I can't send you back into this office, because it is protected by very powerful magic. Now you're off."
Landyr looked like he was surrounded by a ball of yarn, but instead of yarn it was lightning. The last thing he saw was Dumbledore fading away.