As Gilderoy was sucked through, many thoughts ran through his head. What would time travel feel like? When would he end up?
He looked behind him and saw the ring collapsing with Slughorn and Alphemesina on the other side.
He looked forward. Where was he? This did not look like another time and place.
It looked - celestial. It looked like the Milky Way zoomed in on at a very high magnification.
Suddenly, as he continued forward, a seat came into view.
Who was that seated there?
He came to a halt.
"Gilderoy Lockhart," a high, imperious voice said. "You must do as I say. You can call me Lady Fate," She added when she saw that he was unsure how to address her.
"Lady Fate, where am I?"
"You are in the World between time and space."
"What am I doing here, and why am I talking to you?"
"I have selected you to be my instrument."
"But why, and how? I know I pretend to be a great wizard, but I'm not really."
He was somehow compelled to honesty in the presence of this being, he would not normally say such things to anyone, unless he was going to Obliviate them immediately afterwards.
"It is my wish, and you are suited. Now hush, our time is short. You will need this spell:
ex Britannia et Anglis cum potentia reserata estet fac eum in minori versione ipsius
Cast it on yourself as soon as you land. In six months, I will bring you back. Make good use of them." The 'or else' was left unsaid.
"You will know what to do."
"Yes, Lady Fate."
She spoke one last word : "Farewell."
Gilderoy was roughly deposited on the ground in the middle of the forest.
He hurriedly cast the spell Lady Fate had told him to cast. He didn't know what She would do to him if he failed to follow her instructions, and he didn't want to find out.
He found an urging in his mind to go a certain way. He followed it.
All of a sudden, he was attacked. He was quickly laid low and cringed to his very core when he heard the snap of his wand. He was bound and carried through the forest. He could not see his captors; they had struck from behind.
Soon, he was tied to a tree, and regretting following Her instructions. Surely he would not die! He was reasonably certain She would not bring him here only to kill him. He was sure She had simpler methods.
He saw the elements for a ritual ring prepared. At least his captors were magic, not Muggles! On second thought, that might not be as good. Wizards had much more creative ways to kill people.
As the ritual was drawn out, he continued to wonder what would happen to him. Would his life be sucked out of his body?
An aura of reassurance settled over him. He knew it was from Lady Fate.
Suddenly, as the ritual began, he felt something stirring inside of him.
What was this?
He grew angrier at his captors. He felt the force that had been inside of him rise into his throat.
How dare they subject him to this!
It burst out of his mouth : a wave of pure magic.
It knocked down all who were surrounding him.
Suddenly he could understand what everyone was saying!
They were chanting, even as they lay on the ground,
"It worked, it worked! It worked, it worked!"
Suddenly he looked down at himself in shock. Had his body gone back to that of a fifteen-year-old boy, or what? He didn't think it was his imagination.
The leader got up from the ground.
"Welcome, Auratum Regiis Clausum Cervi. Your name is most majestic. We apologize for the inconvenience; we did as Lady Fate told us to."
And the only thing Gilderoy got out of that sentence was : what did he just call me?
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Note: all Latin comes from Google translate.