"Well this is revenge, so…" Allistor paused to stake a puff from his cigar thinking what James had up his sleeve. James was not one to really pester Arthur out of the brothers but he also was accidentally mixed up in the love potion fiasco with the Scot and the Frenchy.
"Well then, I have the perfect one! There is not really a counter or anything of that sort that I know of but I do know that it does ware off eventually not permanent even if it is done horribly wrong by our drunken brother," slightly laughing James putting down the book he was reading looking over to Scarlet and gently stroked her head a few times. Then turning his gaze back to the impatient Allistor drumming his fingers on the desk waiting for James to get on with it. James decided to hold the suspense out just a little longer just to make the Scot anxious.
"Well, get on with it then! Our drunken friend can't wait forever at this point he could be sober," he said taking another puff glaring impatiently at the Welsh. James smiled as he gazed upon the bookshelf scanning; giving up reached in his pocket taking out a little beaten green book, flipped to a page and read the incantation. This was to find the real book that he wanted because the miniature library/bookcase that Allistor and James kept in their room was a complete mess you could not find anything easily.
The room was lit by a single light in the middle of the room with windows on two sides of the room both had there curtains drawn though at this hour at night. The room was fairly clean except that one corner mentioned before with the bookcase which all around it had various book strune all around it and the desk next to it. The books ranged from folk lour to fairy tales to potions and spells to non-fiction and documentaries.
The spell that James read making a black book with a golden ruin stamped into the cover shot out from the bookcase almost hitting Allistor right in the forehead, quickly landing in front of the Scot flipping open to a page with some symbols inscribed in the paper. It was pen ink that it was written in almost like the Welsh's Allistor thought. He glanced at the spell with curiosity finally getting to see it. The present smirk on his face grew in to a large sinister grin.
"You little bloody troll, did you make this… how… when… it doesn't matter, you're bloody brilliant!" Allistor stammered to get out in his excitement ripping the book off the table where it sat and dashed out of the room with it. James smiled and went out to watch the events unfold.
Arthur was still in the room Allistor left him. Surprisingly enough even though his was fairly drunk he was still able to produce a perfectly drawn summoning circle with even the intricate ruins drawn correctly.
Arthur had his dark emerald green cloak hanging on his shoulders and was walking around the circle ranting about something or more like someone who had angered him Allistor thought. Arthur did not know what was going on all he cared about was not forgetting who the spell was intended for. "Whom ever that was will have a good laugh tomorrow and so will I," thought Allistor taking another puff from his cigar and flicking the ashes to the floor as the other hand that held the book offered it up to the drunken ranting Brit.
"Here this is the best," Allistor said trying to hold back his smile too not to throw off the Brit. But Arthur was so drunk that he would have not noticed anyway.
"What the bloody hell is this you stupid git," Arthur slurred squinting his emerald eyes trying to take the book but missing several times and almost falling over once or twice trying desperately to grab the book from his brother's hands. Finally he was able to take the book from him and turned the pages to the one that Allistor had marked and read the simple yet slightly complicated spell.
"Oi, what the bloody hell is this? What? … Oh! Yes, yes Allistor he will pay!" Arthur happily said rereading the incantation stumbling in place back at the circle. He now was getting the person he wanted to curse in his mind.
"Ok, go ahead," Allistor said letting out a small snickering laugh as he backed up to the door out of range of the spell's possible direction, with James, who was already standing there leaning on the door frame.
Arthur started the incantation and the circle started to glow a bright blue color and light sparks started rising up four of the circle as he continued. A lot of the incantation was extremely slurred almost impossible to even understand, Allistor couldn't help but glance at James sharing the same smile of delight knowing their plan was coming perfectly into action.
"What's Atrie doing," Allistor heard down the hall as the Irish twins walked up. Both were identical but Daniel was slightly taller than his twin Dylan. Both had dark brown reddish hair with distinct freckles and the other features mentioned before. The house started to shake, glasses clinked, the pot of tea started to whistle and the lights started to flicker from the power that was being taken to perform the spell.
"Well I'm getting sweat revenge," Allistor replied under his breath as the twins peered though the doorway. Dylan shrugged and turned to Daniel,
"Does he know that if this backfires on him none of us will be here tomorrow?" he asked. Daniel shook his head turning to his other brothers,
"Well guess we will have to see the results tomorrow." Both of the twins looked at each other nodded and strolled off to their room.
"NOW I CURSE THY!" Arthur yelled his hand out stretched with his wand he held. The house stopped shaking and the lights stopped flickering as he said this. He staggered dropping the book to the floor as he also fell to his knees, hands in front of him hitting the ground with exhaustion. He mutters something but neither could hear less understand him if they had even wanted too. Right there he fell asleep from the energy draining spell that Allistor had given him.
"Ok then, that was more of a show than I thought it was going to turn out to be," James said causally stepping into the room rolling over the sleeping drunk on to his back examining him to see if anything had happened. "Well looks like this one has some time to take into effect so guess we will see the results tomorrow." Both now standing over him. Allistor bent down picking up Arthur's shoulders and James picking up his feet carrying him to his room plopping him in his bed. Both knew the spell had not worked properly, both knew it backfired, now all they had to do is wait as see what just had happened to the poor drunken Brit.