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Harry Potter and the Amulet of Ice

Chapter Six: Of Wands and Wizardry

"Hello then." Said harry. Who'd just silently faded into existence between Elsa and Charles. Elsa jumped, and Anna 'Eeep'd at his sudden appearance.

"Harry?" Elsa asked.

"Elsa. Good to see you again." He nodded with a smile.

"You're going to be our teacher?" she asked.

"Well. I'm going to try."

"How'd you do that?" Anna asked when she got over her surprise. Harry just smiled as he turned to her.

"Magic." He smirked. "Good to see you're up and around, Anna. You weren't doing so well when last we met."

"Are… are you the one who helped me the other day?" she put the pieces together.

"I am."

"But you don't look any older than my sister. How can you teach us magic?" she asked.

"Looks can be deceiving." He said.

"May I suggest we go back to the lounge and attempt to explain further?" said Charles.

"That's probably a good idea." Harry agreed.

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They made their way back to the lounge, where the Pensieve still lay, and made themselves comfortable. Sensing the tension in the air, Harry decided to get right to the point.

"Right then. Let's start with the basics shall we? My name is Harry Potter, and I'm a wizard. I'm not from here, and actually happen to be somewhat stranded at the moment, but that is sort of a moot point as I seem to have signed on to teach one or both of you magic. For simplicity's sake, let's say that even though I only look to be eleven, I've been around quite a bit longer than 11 years. During which time I spent several years learning magic, and I can tell you this for certain, I still have a long ways to go. I should say that the magic the two of you are showing is something I've never seen or heard of, and certainly not something I've learned myself. But, that being said, having a trained magician around will certainly help you discover what your own limits are, and what works best for you. What that is? I can't say, but I can say that we'll be learning about it together, and I'm fairly sure I can take care of any… ahh…mishaps that may occur in the meantime. Any questions so far?

"You're really a wizard?" Anna asked. Harry chuckled.

"Yeah. Wanna see?" she nodded eagerly. "Okay. Demonstration time." He said as he got up and went over to their side of the room to give them all a better look.

"Alright, see here?" he pulled his sleeve down a bit and showed them his wrist. They all looked confused. "Of course you don't. you're not supposed to." He smiled. "On my wrist I wear a device called a wand holster. It's a bracelet of sorts that I can store my wand in when I'm not using it. It's got several charms on it, the first being that it's invisible as long as I'm wearing it. It can't be summoned or removed from my wrist unless I do it myself. Likewise for the wand it holds. I can remove the wand by pulling it out, or I can cause it to pop out on its own with a mere thought. Which is handy if you find yourself in a position where you can't move your hands." He pulled the wand out and began to hold it out to show them, but quickly began to wipe it on his shirt, breathe on it, then wipe it again before holding it out again. "Sorry, I haven't had time to service it properly in a while." He let them all get a good look at it.

"Thirteen and a half inches, Holly, with a core of Phoenix tail-feather. I got it when I was…err…well about 8 or 9 years ago when I first went to Hogwarts." He saw a weird look on their faces. "That's the name of the school I went to. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Funny name huh? If I remember right, they named it that because the place where it was built was known for having a sizeable number of wild boar that lived there. Granted, it was over a thousand years ago, so the true meaning may have been lost in translation at some point. They were probably speaking Old Norse back then…" he trailed off.

"Anyways, a wand acts as a focus for the magic, and makes it easier to use and direct. It's usually used by speaking an incantation and waving it in a specific pattern, depending on what you're trying to cast. With practice, one can learn to drop either the incantation, or the pattern, or both. One can even learn to cast without the wand at all, but all these things make it easier. For example."

"Accio." He swished lightly at a candelabra that was sitting on a nearby table. It immediately flew into his outstretched hand.

"That is the summoning charm. Charms are usually cast upon people or objects, and are usually more complex than simple spells, though the two terms are mostly interchangeable. As are the words: hex, jinx, and curse. Mostly these words are used to describe what the spell was cast at and how it was used, and the severity. When magic is called a spell, it is neutral in nature, most likely simple to perform, and may or may not be cast at a specific target."

"When it's a charm, it's usually a good thing, more complex than a spell, and usually has a specific target. Hexes are mild, simple and quick to cast, and don't usually amount to much. The type of thing school kids hurl at one another. Jinxes are a little worse than hexes, and usually last a little longer, but still aren't too scary. And curses are just what you think. Anywhere from moderately bad, right up to the worst of the worst, and are usually long lasting if not permanent."

"So, we've seen the summoning charm 'accio', And here's a Wandless spell I showed the two of you earlier if you remember." He said to the king and queen as he held up his other hand by the candelabra and snapped his fingers by the candles, lighting them. "Wandless and silent. The flame spell 'incendio'." He set the candlestick down on the table. "Here is the levitation charm, Wingardium Leviosa." He swished and flicked at the candlestick which rose up into the air until it was about head height. "and the opposite of the summoning charm, Depulso, the banishing charm." He made the candlestick fly back to the table it came from on the other side of the room. "umm. Oh. The extinguishing spell, Nox." The candles went out. "I'm trying to come up with spells I can show you that don't make a lot of noise, or break things. Umm.. oh, you'll appreciate this one Charles, 'Point me" he said as he held his palm flat and the wand spinning nearly 90 degrees and stopping. "Any guesses?" he asked them. They all shrugged. "How about now?" he asked as he began to walk about the room, the wand continuing to point that one direction, no matter what way Harry turned.

"A compass?" the king guessed, thinking about what was in that direction.

"Technically correct. It is called the Four-Point spell, and is pointing me north at the moment, but it also has other uses. For instance: Point me, Elsa." The wand spun a 180 to point right at the blonde girl. "Point me, Backpack." It spun to point at his backpack by his chair. "Point me, Home." It spun to point Southwest. "Quite a useful one, that. Ok. What else? Ahh. Lumos, the light spell." The end of his wand began to glow brightly. "Okay, test number one. How do you suppose I put out the light?" he asked the girls.

"Umm…Nox?" Elsa guessed.

"Hey. You were paying attention. Here give it a go." He handed her the lit wand which stayed lit.

"Nox." She said to the wand, which fizzled a moment before going out.

"There you go. Not too shabby." He took the wand back. "Now I don't want to leave you out Anna, but before we try anything I want to do a few tests if that's okay."

"What for?" she asked.

"Well, while I was helping you the other day, I had to do a few tests to see what was wrong with you. At the time, you didn't have something we call a magical core, which was one part of the problem. A magical core is where magic comes from. Some people have it, like I do, and like Elsa does, and some people don't like your mom and dad. The reason why one person is magical while the next is not, is anybody's guess, but it does generally run in families, though it may go dormant for a time before cropping back up again a few generations later. It has been known to crop up out of nowhere as well. Point is, you didn't have one the other day, and long story short, we gave you a temporary one in order to solve part of what was ailing you. After the magic wore off, it should have disappeared along with the magic stored within it. But, from what I've heard, you managed to produce some magical blue flames the other day. You shouldn't be able to do that, and the fact you did so, concerns me. So until we know exactly what is going on, I'd rather not involve you directly in anything magical. Lest we cause another problem like you had the other day."

"You mean I can't do magic after all?" she began to tear up a little.

"I didn't say that. That's what the tests are for. To see just what is going on. You may well be able to. Though I don't want to get your hopes up in case it's just a coincidence." He explained.

"Oh. Okay." She seemed to wrap her mind around it all, though it was obvious she still held hope.

"Ready?" he raised his wand slightly.

"Will it hurt?" she asked sheepishly.

"Not a bit." He smiled before casting his diagnostic spell over her, which he held for quite a while seemingly studying some unseen information he must be getting.

"Well?" asked Josephine after he'd dropped the spell.

"Hmm…well, as I said before, I'm not much of a healer. Most of what I know about the subject comes from being on the receiving end of it, and the rest comes from the odd book I've read on it. Therefore, most of what I've got is merely guesswork. What I do know, is that Anna still doesn't have a magical core. However, without weighing you down with measurements, the amount of Magic she has stored in her body is easily three times as much as is normal for a non-magical person. Not so different from a few days ago, when she was experiencing Magical Overload, the difference being that, this time, it doesn't seem to be bothering her. All her vitals are normal. No headache? No sickness? No tiredness?" he asked Anna who shook her head. "Normally, that much magic in the body would cause problems, if not stored in a magical core. But the rules seem to have gone out the window on this one."

"Is she going to be alright?" the king asked.

"I imagine so. We'll have to take a 'wait and see' approach. I do have a theory though. Tell me, do either of you, or any of your family have any history of magic or sensitivity to magic?" he asked the parents. They looked at one another in thought. Both of them sort of shaking their head. The queen had a thought.

"Well, my sister nearly died in childbirth, but was saved by some sort of magical plant…" she trailed off.

"What about the child?"

"She came through it fine. All was well, until…" she began to tear up a little.

"Our niece was kidnapped before she even made it to her first birthday." The king answered as he comforted his wife." They searched far and wide, with no results. When we received word of it I led a whole division of our troops to aid them, but by the time we got there they had mostly given up. She and Elsa would be the same age." He explained, distantly in thought.

"This is all guessing, you understand, but I think you must have some small bit of magic coming down your family line." Harry said to Josephine. "And it just decided to manifest itself with this generation." He gestured to Elsa and Anna. "I think Anna may have been born with a certain sensitivity to ambient magic. Which would be why she absorbed Elsa's ice so easily. Then I think that when we gave her a temporary magical core, then flooded it with even more magic, it may have greatly expanded her…ahh…holding capacity, as it were. Even though the temporary core is gone, it may have sort of, taught her body how to better handle the magic."

"Is it harmful?" Josephine asked.

"Again, I'm afraid I don't know. It doesn't seem so at the moment. But I can't say what would happen if it were to get too high or too low. Or how much control she can have over it, but we can sure find out." He handed her his wand. The king and queen began to object, but he calmed them down. "It's okay. I'm pretty sure I can fix anything that might go wrong. Plus, the danger you know about isn't as bad as the one you don't, and there's only one way to find out how this works." Taking his explanation in stride, they nodded their assent. "Okay Anna, you remember the light spell?"

"L, Lumos?" she said, unsure then flicking her eyes to the end of the wand, which remained unlit.

"That's right, but casting a spell takes more than just the words. Try to imagine the magic coming down your arm and up the wand and lighting the tip like a match." He drew a line up her forearm with his finger. "It helps to give it a little flick." He added as the redhead began to concentrate.

"Lumos." She spoke with a flick of the wand. A small spark fizzled at the end of it, before going out.

"Good, try again." He said.

"Lumos!" she spoke a little more forcefully. The wandtip sparked once, then twice, then on the third flared up into the normal glow the spell created.

"Good, very Goo…" he stopped when the normal glow doubled in size and turned deep red. "Well that's not what I was expecting." He commented. "Does it feel weird? Burning, tingling, tiring?" he asked. Anna shrugged.

"Kind of feels like water running down my arm." She said. Harry nodded.

"Try putting it out."

"Nox." She spoke. The red glow sent out a small burst of blue flame, like it had gotten a shot of lighter fluid, then continued on as normal. Everyone jumped back in surprise for a moment.

"Interesting, Once more?"

"Nox." She repeated, and the same flare burst out. This time no one jumped having been expecting it.

"Okay then, hand it off to me please." He reached under and grabbed the wand above her hand and took it back. When she let go of it, the red glow shrank back down and turned back to normal. He looked it over for a moment.

"Nox." He said and the glow went out.

"Hmm. Very interesting. We'll have to test this further, preferably in a place that isn't so…err…flammable." He smiled, and re-cast the diagnostic spell briefly. "It seems that little bit of casting did have an effect on the magic she has stored inside. Not a whole lot, due to the low requirements for that spell, but enough to be noticeable."

"Any significance to the blue fire?" the king asked curiously.

"Again, all I have are guesses, but I read a book once on elemental magic. In the old days, before magic became what we know it as today, it was supposedly drawn from the elements. Now the author had traveled the world researching the ancient myths and legends of different magical societies, and they all had their own version of old elemental magic. They all differ somewhat on what was categorized where, but the main one the author focused on, recognized four basic elements: Water, Earth, Fire, and Air. The consensus was that everyone has an affinity for one of the four and some could learn to exert a certain amount of control over their element. The methods they used to find their element, and the training they did to learn control over it, has long since been lost as magic lost its connection to the natural elements over time. But, that said, here I stand looking at a Fire elemental, and a Water Elemental. Plain as day. Maybe mother nature decided she didn't like being cut out anymore." He smiled. "And as for the blue coloring, I only have two guesses. The first is that it is simply hotter than normal flame. And the second is that it has something to do with the bluebell flames we used to melt the ice in her heart."

"So, I'm a water elemental?" Elsa asked curiously, sensing a lull in the conversation.

"According to the book I read, yes."

"But, I've only ever made ice and snow."

"Okay, but what do ice and snow become if you add heat?"

"Water."

"Exactly, so you just have a problem with temperature, but we can worry about that another time." He checked the clock on the wall. "It's getting late in the day, and I'm sure my friends are wondering about me. I should really go let them know I haven't been taken prisoner or something."

"Oh, yes. Of course. I'll have the staff get you a room ready." The king stood, causing everyone else to stand as well.

"Oh. No. I wouldn't want to impose." Harry argued.

"But we insist. It's the least we could do after all for everything you've done." Josephine said.

"Plus, you'll be nearby if there are any more…magical mishaps…" Charles said.

"You've got a point there." Harry conceded.

"Will you be joining us for dinner then?" the queen asked.

"Err…well, I'm not sure what all I might have to do as far as sorting out my affairs. So, I suppose I'll meet you tomorrow morning for breakfast if that is agreeable?" they nodded.

"And I expect to see my two students at the breakfast table as well. No more of this isolating yourselves in your bedrooms, and hiding from the world. You got that?" he said in a playful stern tone to the two girls who shared a look with one another before giggling and nodding.

The girls returned to their rooms as Harry and the two royals went on a further tour of the castle so he would know his way around. They used this opportunity to iron out a few more details of their arrangement. They also met up with the head of the royal guards where Harry asked him to pass along his apologies to the guards he had decimated in the mock-attack, and offered a little training at a later date to make up for it, if they would like. The head guard seemed to relax a little and promised to pass the word along. Then they said their farewells and Harry began the trek back to the Ice Harvester's Barracks.

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Author's Note

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Probably going to try and bust out a few shorter chapters here in the next little bit. One just gets so busy in the summertime. I don't really have much to add to this one. As always, I love to hear feedback, so feel free to leave a review. I read all of them. Even the ones that just say "Great story, Can't wait for the next chapter." Those ones aren't too helpful, but I do enjoy them nonetheless because it means someone actually took the time to leave one, and that makes me smile.

I do have an opportunity in the not too distant future that may result in having more free time and spare change to pursue my interests, which may or may not pan out. Hopefully it will, though it does have its drawbacks, as does anything I suppose. I guess time will tell. Anyways…

P.S. A Reviewer pointed out to me something I had forgotten to explain properly. "Couldn't Harry simply use 'Point Me' to find Elsa & Anna's lost cousin?" alas, this isn't the case. I believe that in canon, the only utility of the Point Me spell is to point north. So, in adding to that; the ability to point out other things, I had to think about limitations. I used established or postulated explanations of the workings of the summoning spell 'Accio'. the main one being, you have to have a...not intimate...but detailed knowledge or familiarity with the person, thing, or place in order for the spell to work. you couldn't simply summon "10,000 Galleons" from nowhere. coins drifting out of peoples pockets for miles around. but if there was a bag of Galleons on a plinth across the room, you would have a detailed knowledge of it's location in relation to yourself, so you could summon it. when he summoned his broom in GOF, if i'm not mistaken he knew exactly where it was, and of course had a detailed knowledge of the broom itself. the same goes for the point me spell. he knows all about his backpack, and probably exactly where it was at the time he tried to find it. he knows Elsa, enough for it to work anyways, and he knows intimately where his home is, though the exact direction may be hazy. I hope that explains things a bit.

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