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Bloody Kitsune: I had no idea what to title this chapter or what exactly to put into it at first. Do you have any idea how hard it is to create a killing scene when none of your muses want to help? Even my murderous little doll didn't want to help, she just wanted to freak people out and play around with them. *Sighs* Green eyed little hybrids can be annoying to deal with.
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Random bits of information Calla knows
Calla giggled as she raced through the halls of Hogwarts dodging around various students. Vivian chased after her with a scowl on her face looking more than a little murderous. The reason for the chase has to do with Vivian stealing the hybrid's pineapple candies that Laughing Jack had made for her. Normally, she might be willing to give up one or two on occasion. Seeing as it had been the last of the candies, the little fae wasn't happy in the least and pranked her best friend mostly by putting a dye into the other's shampoo and a diffrent one in her body wash. Vivian now had bright pink hair and light purple striped amethyst colored skin reminding those familiar with Mundane movies of the Cheshire Cat from the original Alice in Wonderland movie. To add insult to injury, the little hybrid had attached a fake tail and ears with similar coloring to Vivian.
The only things missing were the lack of fangs and cat-like eyes though Calla would definitely be working out how to add those in at a later point in time. Blackmail photo's had been taken while a charm kept anyone from realizing what was going on until almost lunch time. Grinning brightly, she utilized the parkour that had been taught to her by anyone with time to dodge the irate witch currently trying to beat the snot out of her. The only reason none of the other students or teachers were getting involved was mostly due to shock. Candy Pop and Hoodie both watched the two in amusement while the incubus kept Remus from getting involved. She slid down one of the banisters loving just how wide they were before jumping to the other one making sure to kick off the wall to keep up her momentum. As she disappeared down the next set of stairs, she heard Vivian cursing her from above and grinned as she shouted, "Good luck, slowpoke! Don't steal my pineapples!"
Once she was safely on the ground and away from the staircases, Calla dusted herself off and headed towards the Great Hall. She found Hermione standing by the doors with Leon in control of their body. Leon smirked at her as he pushed off the wall and joined up with her, "Nice prank, Cal."
"Enjoy the show?" Calla asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Immensely though how on earth did you keep people from noticing?" Leon asked as they headed to the Ravenclaw table.
"A charm," Calla answered as she took a seat beside Luna as Leon settled down on her other side, "Specifically the fae version of it, the human one tends to be a bit weak and easily dispelled. You have to be pretty specific with the fae one, but it's definitely worth it,"
"I thought you weren't supposed to use your fae magic," Ron spoke up with a concerned expression on his face.
Draco and Ron had been told the real reason she'd been out of school on her request. They understood to keep it a secret even if the reason why wasn't exactly clear. Calla shook her head as she put together her lunch, "I'm not using my fae magic, Ron. I used my human one. Human's are able to use spells of fae make, it's how they learned magic in the first place if they weren't taught by some other species. The only thing is it's more difficult and tends to go wrong unless you have fae blood in you."
"How come?" Terry Boot, a boy in their year, asked with interest in his eyes.
Calla noticed the interest of those around them that were listening into the conversation and explained with a slight smile, "Simple, fae have an instinctive control over magic much like many other magical species. It's an innate control formed due to their fully magical origin whereas humans were gifted with magic by multiple forces including interbreeding with other species such as the fae," She saw some confusion and discontent from some purebloods, "Humans were not innately magical, it's why there are so many non-magical humans out there. Now back to the matter at hand, the magic of the fae can be considered wild magic or unordered magic."
"Unordered magic? I've never heard a term like that," One of the older Ravenclaws commented as they got up and moved closer.
Vivian appeared, but said nothing as she took a seat next to Ron looking a bit interested in the conversation though Calla knew the other girl would be trying to get back at her soon enough. Turning to the boy that had spoken, she explained, "Unordered magic is a lot like wild magic which means it basically does as it wishes. The charm I used to keep everyone from realizing what I did is an Unordered spell because I didn't actually command my magic to do anything. I willed it to do a specific task. Wand magic," She held up her wand, "The kind we use here at school and the wizarding world uses in general is ordered magic. The spells are formed via a mix between runes, arithmancy, and certain words which push the magic to form the spell. Unless you're doing certain things, Unordered and Ordered magic do not normally work together."
"What would be a situations where they'd work together?" Hermione, having taken back control as Calla began to explain, asked with wide eyes and dearly wishing she had the ability to write this down.
"Ritual magic," Calla explained earning a few looks of confusion, "The ritual is conducted in a few parts rather than all together like it seems. Depending on the ritual, you have a number of ordered magic properties like runes for the circle, words that you need to speak, and if the ritual needs to be performed at an exact time. The unordered aspects would be the magic you end up channeling during the ritual, the desire for a certain result in the ritual, and any potions being used in the ritual," She picked up her goblet of water and took a sip, "It's part of the reason why explosions and stuff happen if you mess up a ritual because Ordered and Unordered magic do not mix well unless a perfect balance is being used. Of course, in magic like Necromancy you'd actually be going for an imperfect balance seeing as you're defying the natural laws of the world,"
"Why on earth do you know this kind of stuff?" One of the other Ravenclaw's in their year, Padma Patil, asked looking a bit sick at the mention of Necromancy.
"Because I like reading about how magic works and sometimes knowing something odd will actually save you," Calla didn't mention that they'd likely be performing a ritual to get rid of the soul piece as well as get her mother a new body, "I also like finding out if the things I hear whenever I'm around my dad's family and various others are true,"
"Who on earth would be talking about Necromancy? It's illegal," One of the older Ravenclaw's complained with a grimace that was matched by quite a few others at the table.
"In England and certain parts of Europe," Calla corrected with the sinking feeling that this might end up biting her at some point, "In many countries with magic, they use Necromancy to find out who killed someone and to verify certain historical facts. Just with any type of magic, you can do something good or something bad. It's all about intent. Take the cheering charm, you can kill someone by overpowering it causing the victim to become suffocate due to not being able to bring in air because they're laughing too much. A heating charm could be used to boil someone alive," She looked at her audience noticing that Professor Flitwick and quite a few other students were listening in, "In reverse, a charm like the Imperious could be used to keep someone about to jump from a building in an attempt to kill themselves from doing so. The killing curse was actually invented to painlessly kill livestock and those suffering from mortal wounds,"
Before anyone could denounce her words, Professor Flitwick spoke up, "20 points to Ravenclaw for pointing out and explaining why intent is important when dealing with magic even the most innocent seeming spells," The charms Professor got everyone's attention, "Miss Potter is quite correct though most don't really think of the four spells she did."
"But Necromancy, Professor," One of the Gryffindor's said.
"Can be used for good, it isn't always used to make Inferius," Professor Flitwick sighed deeply, "It is truly disappointing to know just how far behind our dear country is compared to the others. Necromancy is divided into two types. The type used to make Inferius is white Necromancy. Black Necromancy is the type that Miss Potter spoke of. Miss Potter, do you know why they're diffrent?"
Calla nodded as she thought about the answer carefully, "White Necromancy often uses ritual sacrifice and is fueled by pain. Black Necromancy is used by a single caster who uses their own body and magic to do something. In some cases, Black Necromancy causes pain, but not the point of suffering like White Necromancy. I believe another example of White Necromancy would be the kind used by the Legendary Millennium Earl and his Clan of Noah who created beings known as Akuma. I don't know how exactly it works, but the Earl used the negative emotions like intense grief caused by a loved ones death to bring the dead person's soul back. From there, the Earl forced the Akuma bound soul to kill their loved one and take on their body somehow."
"That's not something very well known, Miss Potter," Professor Flitwick commented with an amused smile.
"I've read a lot of interesting books," Calla offered the man a sheepish smile.
That and a few members of the Noah had visited the mansion a few times, they didn't do it very often anymore since their world didn't have the best connection to this one. She hadn't actually gotten to meet any of them due to Jason and the others not really wanting to trust the somewhat insane Clan who hated humans for the most part.
"Hey, Jason," BEN called out over his shoulder as the Toymaker entered the mansion.
"BEN," Jason greeted the glitch noticing a rather large lack of people, "Where is everyone? I'm aware that the Council is increasing the amount of jobs, but had expected there to be more here,"
"Jane and Clocky went on a kill date. Toby is in the Infirmary with EJ though I'm pretty sure it isn't because he broke something again," BEN ran a hand through his hair, "Let's see, Jeff's out on a job for Slender. Liu's out with Tim and Sally getting shit for the mansion. Smile's out trolling some poor fuckers. Seed is probably sleeping off his last job out in the shed. LJ is probably at his carnival fucking around," The glitch gestured to himself, "I'm just chilling until someone fucks up or I get bored enough to go out. You?"
"Have to drop this off to Slender," Jason held up a rather nondescript wooden box, "Got it from Jareth who's been having the goblins do some major clean up with the vaults in England,"
"What's in it?" BEN looked at the box curiously.
"According to Jareth, it's another soul piece. The goblins are hoping we can get rid of the soul piece without destroying the vessel since the object in question is apparently valuable in someway," Jason said as he walked towards Slenderman's office.
The door opened as soon as Jason reached it and he walked inside to find the faceless entity looking through a stack of files which were likely mission profiles. He set down the box onto Slenderman's desk. Slenderman reached out with a tentacle as he closed the folder currently laying open on his desk, "Is this the only one?"
"I doubt it given the usual stupidity of wizards, but Jareth is probably experimenting with the others. He likely doesn't want to risk doing anything to the soul piece just because it might end up affecting Calla in a negative way," Jason wouldn't be surprised if Jareth decided to trap some of the souls in mirrors to fuck around with or use them to barter depending on where his cousin went.
"I see," Slenderman picked up the box and opened it to see the golden cup inside, "It is nice to have at least one more soul piece to experiment with. I believe the first one is starting to degrade,"
Jason felt some vindictive pleasure at that news, "I'll keep you posted on Jareth's work. By his count, we should have something put together by Calla's fifth year,"
"That is good news, how are things at the school?" Slenderman closed the box and placed it off to the side, "Have they decided how they'd deal with the basilisk?"
"A day after tests are over," Jason answered having learned of the plan from Candy Pop that morning, "They'll access the chamber. Candy Cane will be joining them and depending on if the chamber is out of the castle wards, LJ will join them. From there, they'll summon the serpent with Calla and Hoodie wearing eye-protection just in case. After that, they'll play things by ear. Calla is hoping that the basilisk isn't insane if only because she wants to get some of it's venom willingly to experiment with the potions that call for the stuff. If it is, they'll kill it and someone will bring it to Gringotts to be butchered,"
"I suppose it wouldn't be a loss either way," Slenderman peered at him, "Though what will happen if the snake isn't insane? They cannot bring it here,"
Despite probably being able to fit in with a group of murderous killers quite capable of fucking over the world if they so desired, the basilisk being here would tempt fate quite a bit especially with the more danger prone wandering around. BEN or Sally would probably be over the moon if only because it was a mythical creature they'd never really known actually existed. Jason shook his head lightly, "Candy Cane will likely place it within that bizarre sanctuary she has set up. I don't really wish to look too far into it as tempting fate isn't my idea of fun."
"Worried that Calla will want to keep it?" Slenderman sounded far too amused.
Jason glared at the faceless entity knowing that there was a good possibility of that happening and if she really wanted to keep it, he wouldn't be able to stop her, "I am hoping her intelligence and common sense will keep that from happening."
Dear god, the idea of Calla having a basilisk for a pet was terrifying for multiple reason. Sweet Creator, he did not want to even think about that.
Calla sneezed in rapid succession reminding her friends of a kitten. Pulling out a handkerchief, she blew her nose as Vivian asked, "You okay, Cal?"
"I'm fine," Calla looked at Vivian, "Though I have the damnedest feeling that someone is talking about me,"
"I wonder who," Calla shrugged lightly.
"No idea," Calla turned back to her book, "Anyway, we were working on the questions likely to come up with charms, right?"
Vivian nodded as Ron asked, "What did you mean by someone talking about you?"
"When you sneeze without any real cause especially like Cal just did, people think that someone is probably talking about them somewhere," Vivian explained as Calla noticed Draco's own expression of confusion, "It's one of those superstitions like throwing salt over your shoulder if you knock it over or how breaking a mirror can lead to 7 years of bad luck,"
"That mirror thing is true," Calla offered earning multiple looks of shock, "What? It is,"
"How?" Draco asked looking more than a little alarmed.
"Because a bunch of fae got stupidly drunk and decided to fuck around with humans," Calla shrugged her shoulders, "Pretty much like any real superstition though this one involved a ritual and a glass maker somehow transferring the curse to the mirror he was holding. I'm not sure how exactly it works, but I think a few other species decided to join in. But long story short, any human that breaks a mirror get's 7 years of bad luck. Granted, it doesn't mean they won't have some good luck, but major stuff that requires luck will be pretty much screwed,"
"Well I'm going to add that to the interesting if random bits of knowledge Calla has pile," Vivian commented with a snort, "How exactly do you end up picking up the most random knowledge?"
"The people I live with and everyone they hang around," Calla looked down at her book, "To be honest, I don't mind knowing a lot of useless shit if only because I can use it to randomly surprise someone," She glanced up at her friends and smiled sweetly, "Mind fucking people is ever so much fun,"
Ron edged away from Calla with Draco giving her a wary look. The blonde said, "Calla, you scare me sometimes."
"Good," Calla kept smiling at him, "Men should always be wary of the women they're around,"