Crossroads
Chapter Eight
Mastering occulemency has always been insanely difficult, even when the witch or wizard devoted his or her whole time to it, so anyone could imagine how difficult it must have been to do so in conjunction to other studies. This was why mastering spell-craft was a goal that only the most devoted scholars had ever attempted. Advanced Magical Theory stated that on average, a witch or wizard only mastered about five spells in their lifetime, casually learning about a thousand more. This was why most people in the wizard world used the same spells repeatedly when in a duel or battle. Casually learned spells were not reliable to be cast on reflex, unless one had the pristine reflexes of an auror or hit-wizard.
Very few wizards or witches had the temperament to master fifteen spells, let alone learn occulemency fast enough to continue past that mark. Nicci had been lucky to have her father, a master occulemens, on hand to jump-start the process for herself and Ginny. Even so, it still wasn't easy for the couple to balance their occulemency meditations with their thirst to learn everything as fast as possible. Both witches spent the second half of the train-ride with a notice-me-not spell on their compartment as they meditated. They were beginning their stage-three meditations already, whereas a completely self-taught occulemens would have been lucky to have progressed passed the stage-one meditations in the same time-frame.
It wasn't until the train slowed to a stop in Hogsmeade Station that they snapped out of their respective trances, exiting the compartment and falling in-line with the exiting crowd. They quietly compared their respective progress. Nicci mentally calculated that the stage-three meditations were taking at least four-times as long to get the hang of as the stage-two ones had, which had taken three-times as long to master as the stage-one meditations. Each meditation did one of a few things. Some raised the vivid quality of their respective mind-scape. Others made them more aware of their respective magical cores. Still others made it easier for them to sense the magic around them. Sometimes the effect(s) of a meditation were not immediately evident.
The boat-ride into Hogwarts was when they met up with Draco. Nicci immediately pulled her brother into her patented bone-crushing hug. Then, they were both immediately tackled by Ginny, who didn't want to be left out. The group-hug was broken as their attention was drawn to the magnificent sight of Hogwarts castle. They were still marveling as they got out of the boats and were introduced to the deputy headmistress, and transfiguration mistress, Professor McGonagall. They listened to her speech only enough to verify that it was mostly the same as the one Nicci's mother had recited to them from memory. The next event to steal their attention from the majestically antiquated scenery was the brief introduction to the Hogwarts ghost community. The Malfoy siblings, along with Ginny, were amused by the shock displayed by the majority of their soon-to-be-year-mates. Did no one read Hogwarts a History?
Entering the Great Hall, the first-years formed a line along the right edge. After the Sorting Hat's song, Professor McGonagall began calling student's up to be sorted.
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"Abbott, Hannah"
Hannah nervously made her way up to the front of the Great Hall. Taking the hat from the Deputy Headmistress, she sat on the stool and placed the old hat over her head.
Hmm. You want to be a Hufflepuff, but is friendship and loyalty really the most important concepts to you. Yes, you love your friends, but would you give up your dreams in order to keep a friend? Would you give up your individuality just to fit in. The hat asked. Hannah thought hard about this for a moment before she shook her head. I knew it! Just as I know that you are truly too much of a selfish creature for the House you desire. If you were a Hufflepuff and, say, you thought a Gryffindor was responsible for a loss in pride for your house, you would shun the person. It was not in Helga's nature to shun anyone for any reason, but I know that you would do it for the sake of wounded pride. Selfish pride is a Slytherin trait. Before Hannah could protest, the hat yelled "SLYTHERIN!"
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"Brown, Lavender"
When a blonde girl named Lavender placed the hat on her head, she was hoping to get into Gryffindor like her parents wanted.
Interesting. Another 'dark' personality who wants into a 'light' house to please her parents. Look girl, I wasn't enchanted so that the parents could choose their child's house for them. I was enchanted so that children would be sorted into the House where they would thrive. The headmaster himself cannot interfere with my decisions. Do you understand? Lavender nodded. It seemed that the notion of Hogwart's houses being a matter of family pride was just that: a notion. You have a mind that is far too calculating to ever be nurtured in a house where the word 'calculating' is only used to describe the development of Quidditch plays or chess strategy. You have two options: Ravenclaw or Slytherin. For Slytherin, you would have too work up your ambitions a bit; while for Ravenclaw, you would have to work up a higher passion for the library. Your choice. Lavender, who could not stand the atmosphere of a library for any longer than was strictly necessary, even tho she loved reading, was quick to decide that maybe Slytherin wasn't as bad of a choice as her parents had implied. "SLYTHERIN!"
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"Davis, Tracey"
Tracey was pale as a sheet as she walked towards the front of the Great Hall. Her grandfather was already a complete jerk to her due to the fact that she was the offspring of her father's muggleborn wife; and was therefore a half-blood. She shuddered to think of what he would do if she was sorted into Hufflepuff, or, Merlin forbid, Gryffindor. She prayed against all hope that she would be sorted into Slytherin. At least her grandfather might start treating her like family. She said her last silent prayer as she placed the Sorting Hat over her head.
I seriously do not comprehend where you people get the concept that being sorted a certain place will fix all your problems. On the contrary, if I sorted you into Slytherin just for that, your grandfather may be happy, but your chances of having a fruitful education may diminish harshly. Your desperation for acceptance would make Hufflepuff an easy choice, while Gryffindor would help you gain the ability to stand up for yourself in order to gain acceptance. Which do you want: the easy way, or the right way? Tracey pondered this. She would be dead to her grandfather if she chose Gryffindor, but if she chose Hufflepuff it would merely reinforce her grandfather's opinion of her uselessness. This begged the question: would she rather be considered dead, or completely useless. Tracey's pride won out, and she decided that she would rather be considered dead. "GRYFFINDOR!"
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"Malfoy, Narcissa Victoria"
As soon as the hat touched Nicci's head, it shouted: "SLYTHERIN!"
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"Patil, Padma
To the Padma's surprise, the hat shouted: "SLYTHERIN!" almost as quickly as it had for the Malfoy siblings. Sure, Padma had been dreaming of the day when she would be known as more than her popular sister's look-alike, but she had merely wanted to get into Ravenclaw, where she could become known for her brains. Never in a million years had Padma entertained the notion that she may be sorted into the House of the great Salazar Slytherin, who has been considered to be a near-god by nearly everyone in magical India. Padma's self-esteem rose as she removed the hat from her head. She smiled as the Slytherin table cheered for her as she made her way sit down.
The next surprise was when Parvarti was sorted into Ravenclaw. Mother and Father are going to be so pleased!
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The one person's sorting that had everyone's attention was Harry Potter's. People began whispering as the Sorting hat took more time to sort him than it had taken for anyone in all of the years that the NEWT students could remember. The teachers, however, had been around longer, especially Headmaster Dumbledore, whose very own sorting had taken a similar length of time. It was not an everyday occurrence for Godric's hat to take more than two minutes sorting someone. Albus' had taken four, while Harry's was going on five.
It took another two minutes for Albus to begin to grow worried. Not many people had the strength of mind to withstand such invasive legilimency for very long without passing out. Albus, who had nearly passed out after his own sorting, knew this quite well. Another minute passed, and Albus was about to intervene when the hat shouted "RAVENCLAW!"
Albus let out a breath that he hadn't known he had been holding, when Harry, seemingly unfazed by being under invasive legilimency from a magical artifact for about eight minutes, took his seat at the Ravenclaw table without any trouble. Albus, himself, had had to pop a pepper up potion before taking his own seat all those years ago. The old headmaster, who needed Harry to be strong enough to one day take his place as the leader of the Light, was quite pleased with this observation.
Later on in the sorting, Albus smiled as the young Weasley girl was sorted into Slytherin and immediately took a seat next to the Malfoy heiress. Young love was a beautiful thing, especially when the relationship in question was for the Greater Good, and did not require significant sacrifice on anyone's part. Thanks to the influence of the Malfoys, Miss Weasley was allowed to begin her magical education a year early and was sorted into Slytherin. At the same time, her brother was sorted into Gryffindor. How could the House rivalry between the snakes and the lions stand when it threatens the bond between siblings in a family as close as the Weasleys? Albus couldn't see any way that it could. This was only one of the many reasons that Albus had to believe that the relationship between Narcissa Victoria Malfoy and Ginevra Molly Weasley was vital for the Greater Good.
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Brendan Davis opened a letter that was addressed to him. The handwriting belonged to his granddaughter.
Dear Grandfather,
I don't know what I ever did that makes you despise my existence, but you will be glad to know that it will now be easier than ever for you to pretend that I do not exist. That's right, I was sorted into Gryffindor. I want you to know that I went in praying, against all hope, that I would be sorted into Slytherin and you would finally be proud to have me as your granddaughter. The hat was very quick to point out that sorting me to impress my family would ultimately diminish my chances of having a fruitful education. After giving me insight on my needs, the hat gave me the choice between Hufflepuff and Gryffindor. In all honesty, I would rather be dead to you than have you still acknowledge my existence and consider me even more useless than you already do.
In all honesty, it doesn't make me any difference what you think anymore. Whether you consider me dead or consider me a traitor, it doesn't matter. My father has been Lord Davis for years, you're just a has-been. I once dreamed of the day that you would finally love me and care about me, but now that I'm a Gryffindor, that's not likely. Anyway, you cannot take away anything from me that you haven't already. You took away my hope that you would love me one day. Are you happy, you senile old bigot?! My mother, who you can't stop criticizing for an accident of birth, is Lady Davis, and the House of Davis has never been stronger than it is right now!
If you cannot accept me for who I am, you can go fuck yourself. It is as simple as that. I refuse to be hurt by anything that you do or say from now on. I love you, grandfather, but I don't have to like you, or respect you.
Your Granddaughter,
Tracey
You truly think that I would have wanted you in Slytherin, Tracey. The former Lord Davis smirked. The fact that you didn't catch that I manipulated you into choosing Gryffindor is a prime reason that you should not be in Slytherin. You, my dear Tracey, are a Gryffindor thru and thru. I am proud of you. One day you will understand how much of a manipulative Slytherin son of a bitch I truly am.
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When classes started, Nicci and Ginny were quick to become the most driven of their peer-group. In charms, the tiny Professor had barely begun his lecture on Gibbon's Theory when Nicci raised her hand.
"Yes, Ms. Malfoy?"
"I've read Gibbon's research paper on his theory. I also cross-referenced his points with several more prominent magical theories and all seven magical laws. I do not recommend teaching students charms based on this theory for a few reasons. First, there is no good reason to not teach directly from Nathan's Law of Charms. Similarly, I would hope that Professor McGonagal is teaching her students from Aster's Law of Transfiguration, primarily. Theory should be held off until the laws have already been properly learned.
"Secondly, Gibbon clearly ignored Frankie's Law of Mastery, as well as Vincent's Law of Battle Magic. This concerns me, as the only wizard known to have been successful in finding a work around for any of the seven laws was Merlin himself.
"Thirdly, theories are meant to clarify the ambiguous, in relation to laws. Gibbon's theory is just as much, if not more ambiguous than any of the seven laws.
"I implore you to teach us Nathan's Law before you attempt to push theory on us." Nicci finished. Ginny nodded in agreement.
"Very astute. I was, however, starting with Gibbon's theory because it is on the curriculum mandated by the Magical Department of Education. I would need the support of the Board of Governors to challenge it." Professor Flitwick informed her.
"Do it, my father will get you the support you need," Nicci told him as she waved her wand, casting her patronus, which she sent to her father. Professor sent her a warm smile that said 'thank you', before beginning a new lecture.
"Nathan's Law is the foundation of modern understanding of charm-work. Nathan's Law can be broken down into seven key principles. The first one underlies all seven of the magical laws: magic cannot be created or destroyed. Therefore, a magical reaction must be balanced on both sides of the equation. You will get more into that if you take Arithmancy as an elective starting in your third year. You can also choose to attempt to test into the Arithmancy class early if you are mathematically inclined. Whether or not you take the official course, you will need to have a basic understanding of Arithmancy going forward in your magical education.
"The second point ties into Frankie's Law, so my Ravenclaws may wish to study up on Frankie's Law of Mastery..."
Nicci and Ginny diligently took notes as Professor Flitwick lectured on the seven key principles of Nathan's Law. Even tho they had already studied Nathan's Law, Professor Flitwick brought up points that the authors, of the books they had studied, had never considered.
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Filius Flitwick sighed as the Ravenclaw and Slytherin first-years left after his long, impassioned lecture on the seven key principles of Nathan's Law. He was sure to get flack from the department of magical education for his blatant challenge of their curriculum, but he could not really get himself to care. The young Malfoy girl's speech had driven home for him exactly how terrible Gibbon's Theory truly was. It had been as if a light switch had come on in the old Ravenclaw's mind.
Having the Slytherins take better notes than the Ravenclaws is what does it. Slytherins only take as many notes as they think will benefit them; while Ravenclaws generally take notes on anything and everything. Filius noted. My second-thru-seventh-years are in for a surprise. I am absolutely not going forward in their practical work until I am sure that they understand the fundamental principles of charm-work.
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Nicci and Ginny had been the first to arrive to Transfiguration, on their first afternoon of classes. Even the teacher was not there. On the teachers desk rested a tabby cat. "Look Ginny, a kitty!" Nicci exclaimed, for the first time in months acting like the eleven-year-old girl she truly was. All decorum was forgotten as the Malfoy heiress scooped the kitty up into her arms and petted its soft fur. The tabby cat purred as the two girls descended into their little girl "let's-pet-the-kitty" mode.
Hannah Abbott and Lavender Brown were the next to enter the class room. As one, Nicci and Ginny said, "come and pet the kitty with us!" Hannah and Lavender soon succumbed to the scientific fact that little girls cannot resist kitties.
Daphne Greengrass, Padma Patil, Millicent Bulstrode, Pansy Parkinson, and Lilian Moon entered the room next. This time, no word needed to be spoken as the five Slytherin girls joined their dorm-mates in lavishing the cute kitty with their affection.
Tracey Davis, Fay Dunbar, and Sophie Roper made up the fourth group to enter the Transfiguration classroom. Now, it is a little-known fact that Gryffindor girls have an affinity for felines that exceeds that of any other girls. So when the threesome of Gryffindor girls came into the mix, our resident Gryffindor feline was purring louder than ever before.
Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini, Vincent Crabbe, and Gregory Goyle came in and took their seats quietly. Interrupting little girls and their kitty-time is bad for any boy's health.
Neville Longbottom entered the Transfiguration classroom by himself. He sat down quietly next to the young Malfoy scion, who nodded in greeting.
It was five-minutes passed the late bell, with no sign of the teacher, that Ron Weasley, Seamus Finnigan, and Dean Thomas entered the room and took their seats. As if by cue, the tabby cat broke free of the gang of girls and transformed into the stern Transfiguration professor. "To your seats, girls. Class has started." The girls oohed in awe at the wonderful display of magic before they giggled and took their seats.
"Now, I am not the kind of Professor that is going to sit here and lecture you until I am blue in the face. I am a strong believer in learning by doing. I recommend that you learn the Laws and theories on your own time, and ask Professor Flitwick or Professor Snape for guidance if you need it. The one thing that I am going to brush on, before assigning you groups for the practical, is Aster's Law of Transfiguration, and how it heavily relies on Frankie's Law of Mastery. But first, as many of you have been tutored by your parents, I must know. Who here has mastered more than five spells, or learned more than five-hundred?" asked Professor McGonagal. Ginny and Nicci both raised their hands. "Ms. Malfoy and Ms. Weasley, how many have you learned and/or mastered?"
It was Nicci who chose to reply. "We have each mastered twenty-six, and are currently on our third-stage Occulemency meditations. As you should know, each stage of meditations raises our mastery and learning capacity exponentially: the function of n equals fifteen times two to the nth power. Once we complete our stage-three meditations, we will have the capacity to master up to 120, which is ninety-four more than we have already. As it is, we already have the capacity to master up to sixty, so we can more-than-double the amount we have already mastered."
"Okay, to rephrase: who here has mastered more than five and less than fifteen, or learned more than five-hundred and less than fifteen hundred; and has not begun Occulemency training?" Professor McGonagal amended. Nicci's brother, Draco, was the first to raise his hand, followed by Zabini, Nott, Greengrass, Patil, Abbott, and Longbottom. "Mr. Longbottom, I am surprised. Augusta never struck me to be the teaching type, at least not for children. More like the shove it down your throat and make you choke on it type. But then again, everyone learns differently. A word of advice, Professor Snape is much like your Grandmother. If you could learn from her, you can learn from him; just do not let him push you around. Now, could you seven tell me how many spells you mastered and/or learned?"
Neville straightened his back at the mention of his Grandmother. The woman had trained aurors since the time she could first snark. Neville replied with pride in his voice. "I have mastered the flippendo jinx, the bludgeoning hex, and the petrifying curse. I have learned at least six-hundred other spells, ranging from detection charms to battle magic. My grandmother is a task-master!"
Draco was the next to answer. "I have mastered the same three as Mr. Longbottom, along with the shield charm and a few of Uncle Severus' creations. I have learned about twenty more."
Padma answered next. "I have mastered seven Hindi spells that have no true Latin counterparts, as far as I am aware. They may have Aramaic counterparts, as many old Aramaic spells are lost to the ages."
Hannah then answered. "I have mastered nine spells. I have learned thirty others." After her concise answer, she gave no further comment.
Blaise simply held up his hands, showing eight fingers. Theodore then said, "Blaise means that he mastered eight. I have mastered the same eight. Blaise doesn't talk much."
Finally, Daphne answered. "I have mastered ten. I have learned five-hundred others."
"Merlin!" exclaimed Nicci, "You haven't started on Occulemency?!" Daphne shook her head.
"None in the Greengrass family are qualified to teach it, and while we may be an elder house, we are not particularly rolling in the dough, as our main source of income was made illegal a century ago. It was enchanting Muggle technology to make it better, for those who do not know. We have been getting by since then with the money in our vaults, along with a few odd jobs, but our vaults are slowly, but surely, drying up. Hiring an Occulemency master is beyond reason for the Greengrass family." Daphne's voice shook a little. Nicci's heart immediately went out to the Greengrass Heiress.
"Ginny, dear?" Nicci whispered.
"Yes?"
"Take notes for me, please. I need to help Daphne."
"Rodger."
As Professor McGonagal began one of her rare lectures, Nicci lead Daphne to the back of the classroom. Raising her wand, she erected a privacy ward. Neither girl could hear Professor McGonagal anymore, and their conversation would remain private.
"Daphne, I am going to enter your mind and help you build your occlusion mind-scape. Once that's done, then you will be able to begin your stage-one meditations. My father will be here for a board meeting today from 5pm to 9pm. He will arrive at half-past four in order to visit Draco and I. At that time, I will have him check my work and guide you thru your meditations. It won't take long til you will be able to do it yourself. Occulemency is a very DIY kind of thing once you get past the basics. You with me?" Daphne nodded. "Good, now relax as I enter your mind."
It took Nicci a good half-hour to do what her father had done in ten minutes, as she showed Daphne how to occlude her mind on the most basic level. Once Nicci was satisfied with the results, she canceled her privacy ward and they rejoined the class. Professor McGonagal was just finishing up her lecture.
"In conclusion, in order to fully succeed in transfiguration, you must master all seven of the prime CAT spells. Today, we will practice the first of the prime CAT spells by using it to attempt to turn a match into a needle. Once you succeed at that, you may try to transfigure what will likely be a wooden needle into a stone needle and then into an iron needle. From there, it can easily be transfigured into a steel needle. To go directly from a wooden match to a steel needle will require mastering the spell. Each one of you who masters the spell on the first try will receive a hundred points to their respective house. Each one of you who masters the spell before the end of class will receive at least twenty points. Get to work." The professor waved her hands, and a box of matches appeared on each person's desk.
Nicci and Ginny, who by now had spell-mastery down to a Science, were determined to get it mastered on the first try. Now mastery of a CAT spell was not so easy as mastering a charm or simple battle spell. Because of this, Nicci and Ginny used their Occulemency training to put themselves into a level-three trance. A level-four trance would have been more ideal, but they were already pushing it with the level-three trance as they had not completely mastered their stage-three meditations. As it was, their grip on reality became hazy, but they still were able to focus enough to complete their task.
First, they took out a match and stared at it with their enhanced eyesight. They memorized every detail, even as they rubbed their fingers over it to feel the texture. They recalled the magical properties of wood as well. Next, they recalled the physical and chemical properties of steel, as well as the general shape and texture of a needle. Finally, they balanced the formula from wood to steel in their heads, adding magic as the limiting reagent. After that, they worked their minds down to a level-two trance, in which they practiced the recommended wand movement, a hundred repetitions each. They would not be using it again. Working their minds down to a level-one trance, they went over everything in their heads one more time. Satisfied, they worked down to the basic trance.
Setting their matches down on their desks, they raised their wands and cast the spell. In the blink of an eye, perfect steel needles replaced the wooden matches.
"Two-hundred points to Slytherin!" said Professor McGonagal.
For the rest of class, Nicci and Ginny walked around the room, giving helpful tips to anyone who seemed to be having trouble. By the time the bell rang, Everyone, except Daphne for obvious reasons, mastered the spell. Daphne would have to master it later.
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As promised, at four-thirty, Lucius Malfoy showed up to greet his children. After Nicci explained Daphne's situation to him, he was more than happy to check Daphne's occlusion mind-scape. Nicci, Ginny, and Draco watched as Lucius entered Daphne's mind. After five minutes, Lucius withdrew from Daphne's mind and gave Nicci a thumbs up. "You did a good thing, Nicci. Ms. Greengrass' mind-scape is all set."
He then leaned in and whispered: "Ms. Greengrass greatly understated the severity of her family's situation. If a miracle doesn't happen soon, they will have to sell everything they have just to survive. Now, as your father, I go on record and state that it is not your job to work miracles. That being said, you may feel as obligated to help them as I do. Lord Greengrass was, is, and will always be your mother's best friend, after all. We'll offer them a place to stay as a last resort, if the worst happens.
"Even so, I worry. For an Elder House to become visibly dependent on another for support, in times of peace, almost always means being immediately disgraced. The shame of being a member of a recently-disgraced house is not something that I would wish on my worst enemy. I wish there was more that I could do."
"Don't worry father, I'll hit the books and find a law to help them. Research is what I'm good at, after all!" Nicci smiled at her father briefly before her lips flattened into a line of grim determination. She looked far more confident than she felt. Merlin help me. Navigating ancient law tombs, and to a lesser extent, modern law tombs, takes the patience of a saint. Noblesse oblige be damned, Daphne will owe me big time for this! When I decided to be a bookworm, this was definitely not what I signed up for.
Nicci turned to her betrothed. "Ginny, love, I am headed to the library for law-based research. Daphne severely understated her family's situation, we need to find a way to help her that will not get her family disgraced. Do you wanna come?"
"Wheresoever thou go, I shalt follow thee. For the very heart that beateth in my chest belongeth to thee." Hearing that cheesy imitation of Shakespearean English come from the mouth of Nicci's beloved lightened the Malfoy heiress' mood by several factors. Taking Ginny's hand, Nicci led the way to her favorite area in the entire castle: the library.
Author's Notes
I now conclude the eighth installment of Crossroads. There is mostly just plot building, character introduction, and character development in this chapter. If the details of the setting seem a bit rushed, it is because I was so rushed in getting the plot moving that I could barely waste effort on stuff that is already mostly described in the books.
Be warned that I plan on milking Lucius' spot on the Board of Governors for all it is worth, plot wise.
Also note that if a spells category has "prime" in the name, it is a spell that must be mastered by the end of third year, at the latest, for the student to properly excel in its respective subject. The prime CAT spells are the ones for Transfiguration.
Teaching on Gibbon's Theory is basically the Charms equivalent of teaching math based on Common Core State Standards now, or New Math during the sixties. The cold facts are replaced with abstract concepts that are meant to confuse. A child, or young teen's per-frontal cortex is not developed enough to think that abstractly.
Hufflepuff
Susan Bones
Justin Finch-Fletchley
Wayne Hopkins
Megan Jones
Ernest Macmillan
Leanne Malone
Sally-Anne Perks
Oliver Rivers
Sally Smith
Ravenclaw
Terry Boot
Harry Potter
Mandy Brocklehurst
Michael Corner
Stephen Cornfoot
Kevin Entwhistle
Anthony Goldstein
Su Li
Morag MacDougal
Parvati Patil
Lisa Turpin
Gryffindor
Neville Longbottom
Fay Dunbar
Seamus Finnigan
Sophie Roper
Dean Thomas
Tracey Davis
Ronald Weasley
Slytherin
Hannah Abbott
Millicent Bulstrode
Vincent Crabbe
Lavender Brown
Gregory Goyle
Daphne Greengrass
Draco Malfoy
Narcissa 'Nicci' Victoria Malfoy
Ginny Weasley
Padma Patil
Lilian Moon
Theodore Nott
Pansy Parkinson
Blaise Zabini
Mastery Count for Nicci and Ginny
The incendious curse: Incendio (Original fifteen for both)
The dark cutting curse: SectumSempra (Original fifteen for both)
The Cruciatus Curse: Crucio (Original fifteen for Ginevra, mastered by Nicci prior to beginning Hogwarts)
The Patronus Charm (Original fifteen for both)
The Killing Curse: Avada Kedavra (Original fifteen for both)
The Imperius Curse: Imperio (Original fifteen for Ginevra, mastered by Nicci prior to beginning Hogwarts)
Morganna's Blood Rite (Original fifteen for Nicci, mastered by Ginny prior to beginning Hogwarts)
Morganna's Thrall (Original fifteen for Nicci, mastered by Ginny prior to beginning Hogwarts)
Morganna's Rage (Original fifteen for Nicci, mastered by Ginny prior to beginning Hogwarts)
The Bludgeoning Hex: Bombarda (Original fifteen for Ginevra, mastered by Nicci prior to beginning Hogwarts)
The Ankle Noose Hex: Levicorpus (Original fifteen for Ginevra, mastered by Nicci prior to beginning Hogwarts)
The Exploding Hex: Reducto (Original fifteen for Ginevra, mastered by Nicci prior to beginning Hogwarts)
The Disarming Hex: Expelliarmus (Original fifteen for Ginevra, mastered by Nicci prior to beginning Hogwarts)
The Bat-Bogey Hex (Original fifteen for Ginevra, mastered by Nicci prior to beginning Hogwarts)
Fiendfyre (Original fifteen for Nicci, mastered by Ginny prior to beginning Hogwarts)
Passion Fire (Original fifteen for Nicci, mastered by Ginny prior to beginning Hogwarts)
Firebending (Original fifteen for Nicci, mastered by Ginny prior to beginning Hogwarts)
The Shield Charm: Protego (Original fifteen for Ginevra, mastered by Nicci prior to beginning Hogwarts)
Privacy Wards (Original fifteen for Ginevra, mastered by Nicci prior to beginning Hogwarts)
The Life-Giving Charm (Original fifteen for Nicci, mastered by Ginny prior to beginning Hogwarts)
The Soul-Healing Charm (Original fifteen for Nicci, mastered by Ginny prior to beginning Hogwarts)
The Cheering Charm (Original fifteen for Nicci, mastered by Ginny prior to beginning Hogwarts)
The General Healing Charm (Original fifteen for Nicci, mastered by Ginny prior to beginning Hogwarts)
Zeus's Lightning Bolt (Original fifteen for Nicci, mastered by Ginny prior to beginning Hogwarts)
The Levitation Charm: Wingardium Leviosa (Original fifteen for Ginevra, mastered by Nicci prior to beginning Hogwarts)
The Summoning Charm: Accio (Original fifteen for Ginevra, mastered by Nicci prior to beginning Hogwarts)
The First Prime CAT spell (mastered by both during rheir first Transfiguration lesson.
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*CAT: Conjuration, Animation, Transfiguration