Extracts From "African Adventures with Nundu's" by Gilderoy Lockhart
Characters: Gilderoy Lockhart, OC.
Summary: Another Extract from one of Gilderoy Lockharts, books this about a Nundu This particular Extract been about how he saved an African Pricess.
Extracts from "African Adventures with Nundu's" By Gilderoy Lockhart
You know Moody reminds me a lot of a man I once met in Tanzania, where I had single handedly saved a tribal princess from a fierce Nundu or Mngwa,now the Nundu as I'm sure you may know is a gigantic Feline, often said to resemble a leopard if not for its massive size and brindled fur. Basically its a leopard the size of a large donkey.
I was there studying the creatures of Lake Tanganyika, as you can imagine a lake as large as that holds many an amazing creature, magical and otherwise! As I was sitting in a canoe on the lake basking in the awe inspiring scenery of the lake, that almost equaled my own beauty, I heard a scream, on the river bank, I of course stood up and without even thinking, drew my wand, and jump forth fearlessly, paying no heed for my own precious life, only thinking of the screams that came forth from a distance away, and swam as if my very life depended on it, as hers indeed did.
I swam threw hippopotamus and crocodile infested waters, and eventually came upon the bank of the lake Tanganyika. my wand at the ready as I saw with utter horror the largest Nundu I had ever seen in my life! (I being Gilderoy Lockhart have of course seen quite a few! but this one was larger than any I had ever seen!).
The beast was standing over the princess teeth bared, ready to tear her throat out! I did the first thing that came to mind!
Do you know what that was Dear Reader!?
I leapt forth;Wand raised and hit the beast with a rather brutal stunner, but all it seemed to do was avert its attention to myself! I being the great Gilderoy Lockhart, did of course have no problem with this, for at least the princess was safe! and if I had died, It would not have been in vain!
It at first stalked me, Its shoulders running in almost comical circles as it approached me, low to the ground, ears held back against its head, claws as large as my fingers, gripping into the dirt as it stalked forward low to the ground preparing to pounce. It stopped mere feat from me, as I looked on with rapt attention thinking that this was as good a way as any to die.
I raised my wand, firm hand, never shaking once, my brilliant blue eyes heavy on the gaze Of the beast, that stalked me, with such power and rapt attention (Though who could blame the poor animal! I am gorgeous after all) . as it leapt forward I could think of only one spell that might stop the creature, yet not kill it, as I am certain you can imagine Dear Reader, Nundu or Mngwa are rather rare beasts, and killing it would be foolish. Therefore I cast a ring of fire around it so that it was trapped before it even had the smallest chance to leap at my beautiful self and then hit it with the Incarcerous spell effectively binding it.
The people of the tribe were so grateful for my assistance, that they offered me the princesses hand in marriage. Which I naturally declined, and was requested that I could come and go as I wished upon their hard earned land. They of course gave me there blessing and I am forever more welcome upon there land as a god among men.
But as for the man the resembled Moody, he was the fat tribal witch doctor, not much else can be said about the unimportant man.