Harry stepped into the elemental room, he felt surges of power radiating through the entire room, glancing over he saw a door, stepping closer it came into focus. A shot of steam erupted from the floor, Harry stepped through and saw that the door was not alone, another five were spread across the entire room. Six elements, Harry stepped through a black door, it slammed behind him. Keeping calm Harry could feel that their was another presence and although it was not physical Harry was positive that this was an elemental teacher.
'Greetings Harry' grumbled a voice in a very low rough tone. The voice continued,
'I am the earth guardian Terra. Let us begin' Harry immediately collapsed from a violent movement of the floor below, it persisted, unable to open the door Harry soon began to feel frustrated, he could not control the environment, anger beginning to boil and the earthquake becoming more aggressive; Harry snapped, he thrusted his arm towards the ground in a quick vicious movement. He spoke no words inside or outside his head however the ground halted at once.
'Very good, now your true training can begin' mumbled Terra, Terra lectured Harry on the theory and how to apply it, he talked about what Harry could produce from using the earth and forming it into other things. Harry was told to use his hands to control the elements and not his staff and so with a wave of his hand Harry conjured up a tightly compacted ball of soil and rock and launched it across the room. This was a basic weapon Harry had been told, much like a snowball once it had been thrown once it was useless again. After what felt like days Harry was finally able to form the most useful and effective array of offensive and defensive forms of the earth. Earthquakes, shields that circled round yourself to protect from spells or used against an opponent with would implode on to the victim, bombardment of rocks or dirt that would stream against people and much more. Harry exited the Earth Elemental and went to on bright blue door on his left.
A pool of clear water, swirling, fast flowing instantly consumed Harry, torrents constantly colliding with him. Using what Terra had taught him Harry formed stump directly beneath him, this forced himself up out of the water. Feeling contempt that he had beaten the test Harry was soon staggered when the rocks gave way and he landed back in the water rocks bounding all around him. Then all of a sudden all the water evaporated, a mystical high voice spoke,
'Harry, using earth against water is not a particularly strong defence, water can erode rocks and break through them, as or soil, it is soluble so will soon be apart of the water.' Harry felt very frustrated with himself, however was soon taught by the Water Elemental Aqualis that frustration would only influence his decisions meaning that more mistakes would follow. She to talked however the approach was more sophisticated and she would constantly assess him so that he did not have to do it all at the end. Harry had been able to form extremely powerful jets of water, formed waves, forced water away from himself and caused rain. She told him that he had perfected everything and so he left and walked across the chamber into a rampaging inferno.
Unable to prevent the heat from stopping by itself Harry simply sprayed the fire with water but it kept alight, after five minutes Harry stopped using water, instead used earth to attempt to put it out still nothing. The heat starting to effect him Harry concentrated on the fire, how it burns with a fuel but Harry could see nothing that was supplying the fuel. Instead Harry decided to concentrate on the fire, visualizing it getting smaller in his head until…
'Congratulations, you just extinguished Gubraithian Fire' said a thin, raspy voice. Harry's memory ticked, Gubraithian Fire… 'Everlasting fire, you ought to know it by now. Professor Flitwick's mentioned it at least twice in class'.
'But I thought that that couldn't be put out?' asked Harry.
'True by a wizard standard, but you are no wizard are you?' asked the same raspy voice.
'My name is Ignis, you Harry Potter are about to learn perhaps the most volatile and effective element' Indeed he was right, this was certainly more difficult than Earth and Water, he had to concentrate on balls of flame in his hands, then extend this to flamethrower style flames emitting from the palm of his hands. However it was the range of weapons he could form that was most helpful, fire sword, fire shields, fire bow and arrow, even adapting it to his martial arts, flame kick, flame punch that would send opponents reeling with scorch marks on their bodies. As soon as Harry had made the balls of fire he found it a lot easier, soon he was creating rings of fire and weapons made of flame. After what felt like days of intensive training Harry had mastered Fire Elemental, even managing to conjure vast amounts of Gubraithian Fire. Harry left the room and walked to a pitch-black door.
Entering the room, Harry immediately lost eyesight, a faint eerie voice echoed across the room, he only just managed to make it out;
'I am Umbra, shadow elemental. A useful and effective weapon to use against any opponent, much alike to teleporting but staying within the confines of the dark and dreary shadows to move around.' Fire flashed infront of him revealing a dungeon like room, cold stones surrounding however the flickering flame allowed many gloomy shadows surrounding the entire perimeter.
Harry was told to will himself to be apart of the wall, every fibre to join the wall to move around. After numerous efforts Harry still had not been able to become a shadow. Umbra told Harry that he was concentrating on moving his physicality to the wall, he needed to wish himself spiritual to travel by shadow. This in mind Harry attempted again, and again until finally on his third attempt he did it. What a peculiar sensation, thought Harry. My back is cold but my front is warm, I can only move against the wall, attempting to move Harry rapidly sped round the entire room four times in seconds before halting. Deciding to come out of the wall Harry concentrated on being a physical being once again, moments later he felt free, ability to move and talk had returned.
'Excellent, now try it more quickly' said the same thin. raspy voice. Harry tried, and kept trying for hours almost days until he could perform it in split-second timing. Thanking Umbra Harry left the room and went into a room on the right, this door was strange, it seemed to be moving, flowing on invisible water like…
'Wind' breathed Harry. Expecting gale force winds Harry braced himself and entered, not a single breeze touched Harry, he then relaxed and waited for a voice to instruct him what to do. Suddenly he heard a vicious roar and without knowing what happened Harry was sent into the air by hurricane force winds.
'It wouldn't be fair if you were prepared now would it?' cackled a chirpy voice. Harry did not know what to do, fire would do nothing, water would do nothing, earth would do nothing and their were no shadows to hide in. So swirling around in the winds he thought what to do, after a few minutes Harry still had not thought of anything. After ten minutes Harry came up with a franticly desperate plan that had genius shining through, Harry to some deep breaths and then sucked as much air in as possible. It did not work. Harry tried hand movement, meditation, anything he could think of, this led Harry to dive for the ground which proved difficult but after a while Harry realize their was a pattern which made his descent much more easier. Landing with a roll, Harry searched for the source, the point where the wind was, turning round Harry realised that he had actually been in a hurricane, seeing the point where the hurricane was provided Harry to do something rather foolish. He ran towards the contact point of the air and the floor, reaching it he grabbed it with both hand whilst cleverly anchoring himself by spraying stones around his feet and using the heat to melt it. Feet know cemented into the ground Harry fixed his grip and pulled downwards, compacting it as he was retracting it. Eventually ending up with a ball of furiously moving wind that he was urgently trying to keep under control. Harry did not know where to begin to de-materialise wind, it was constantly blowing over land and sea… This sparked an idea and so Harry created a small piece of land using earth and then made a container of water using stones and bricks from his earth element. Afraid he would regret this, he let the wind go and it worked.
'You've cracked it!' chirped the voice.
'Wind is always active at different altitudes, on land and off land, no matter where it always breathes. I'm Aether, we are going to use the wind to off-balance opponents, fierce winds can force opponents to retreat or lose a majority of their forces, and create hurricanes and other un-essential things. After a few hours Harry had harnessed the wind and directed it, gradually increasing the strength, eventually Harry reached the point that Aether had done, however it was swirling around him and not forcing him into the sky. Little under a days work and Harry had mastered all forms of the wind element and exited to the lightning room, a dark door with vivid blue streaking ferociously across. Harry entered.
Claps of thunder and bright flashes of lightning surrounded Harry, deafening roars that came closer, lightning hitting random spots also hitting nearer to Harry until…