I do not own Harry Potter or Carrie. In this chapter we go into the deeper magics not often mentioned in the books. Carrie finally reaches Hogwarts.
Chapter 12: What Dreams May Come P1
"What dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil."
-William Shakespear in his tragedy 'Hamlet.'
"I would say we should take a nap, but we have some things to speak on, and I'm afraid that if we did that none of us would wake when we got there." Dumbledore remarked. "Now, supper tonight will be served to us in the rooms we will be sharing. I have asked for the Ravenclaw quarters because it is in the more neutral part of the castle. We will begin first thing tomorrow, at 8:00 am. Each day we will go till 5:00 pm, which will give yu an hour to prepared for dinner, which will be served in the Great Hall, to get you used to it. You will be having a good 15 hour day af fist, till we can get you past the basics of the first 4 yrars. After that it will depend on your aptitude. We'll have working lunches for the majority of the summer.
Tomorrow I and Tom shall be testing you hard, to find where you are exactly and plan for things accordingly. I'm afraid there won't be much down time for yu will the regular school year starts. Do you think you can handle that my dear?" he asked. "I will do whatever needs to be done, and will be caught up by the time it comes for me to be with the 7th years. I'm a fast learner, and Tom is a talented teacher." she replied, voice steady and determine. "So that it need not be so public and you do not have to wait with the first years, I will have the Sorting Hat brought to us tonight so you will know what House you will be sorted into when the school year begins." he continued. "Sounds fair enough. I need to speak with you. The magic is great there, from many centuries. Just for tonight, is there a way to shield myself from all that energy?" she asked. "Hmmm. Perhaps. What is it yu feel? Does it feel like it's around you, or does It move throug you as weel?" he asked. "It moves through and around me, I cam almost touch it." she answered. "I may have something for you. But it will take a moment. Mr. Riddle, have you ever cast a Mage's Circle?" he looked over at Tom.
"Once. But not without supplies. Can it be done with a wand only?" he asked. "Yes, if one uses great concetration of will and has friendly patrons. On whom did you call?" he asked. For a moment Tom looked highly uncomfortable. "I called on the Morrigan and her servants." he answered. "A dangerous and unpredictable force. Yet it worked. I do not know if she would work with Brighid." said the older wizard. "Perhaps Isis?" Tom suggested. "You work magic with pagan gods?" Carrie asked, curious. "Hermetic magic is more complicated thatn regular every day magic. It pulls fro the energy of the Earth as well as the power inside the wizard. It crosses over into the real of Spirits, reaches beyond the limitations of the material world. It is dangerous if not used correctly. Users oftern select or are selected by certain spirits and entities, which can gift the practitioner with knowledge, act as a guide, and preform acts as facors that is beyond the wizard or witch. They do expect thier proper tribute, and are dangerous when angered. To command a spirit Power, it can be done, but it's better to show proper respect." answered Tom, Dumbledoer looking impressed.
"Very good my boy! Yes, I think Morrigan will work together. Take out your wand, Carrie, and follow everything we do exactly!" he said. She did as asked, Tom and Dumbledore doing the same. "Point your want out, just over your head. Feel the magic around you and call upon it, draw it into yourself, then focus it to the tip of your wand." the older wizard said. She did as asked, surprised on how good it felt, how very natural to her. "Repeat after us exactly what we say. Use the tip of your wanted to draw a five pointed star, releasing the power from the tip as you do so." he said next. It felt so good, to release that power, to direct it. A bright blue light shown, soon taking a form of the star. "Now repeat after us carefully, the slightest syllable is important. Don't worry about not understanding the words now." he said. They both spoke in words she didn't understand, but as she repeated them aloud, she felt the power in them, sending a thrill down her spine. They thrusted all thier circles forward, till they met one another and merged, and together they directed it to go to the ceiling.
"Repeat what we say, Carrie." said Tom. "My Ladies Morrigan and Isis, we call upon thee, with all respect, to look with kindess upon this work. I, Anoxus Dardae, who's shadow name you gave, call yee to the Mage's Circle. Hear me, my dearest patron Morrigan, and see my spell through. I call upon thy power and thy favor." changed Tom, Dumbledore saying something similar but calling upon Isis and gave the shadow name August Merdis. Like Tom, Carrie spoke to Morrigan in her own name, not even knowing what a shadow name was, let alone what hers may be. Wind blew though the compartment, and soon the only light was the circle, charged with power that felt native to her and called to her. Dumbledore took charge, speaking in that same strange langauge, tapping Carrie's forehead, arms, hands, heart, stomach, knees and first toes. A stron sensation went through her, warm but sort of numbing. She was a glow both in Tom and Dubledore. When he finished he sit back. "We thank yee, Morrigan and Isis, for they blessing and thy power. The work hath eneded, and thy offering soon to come." thy all changed, now connected.
At once they all raised thier wands, drew down the star and made a slashing motion. Immediately the light was back on. Carrie felt like she just ran several marathons! They all worked to catch their breath. "That should work for now, but I would by lying if I said that di d not take a toll!" said Tom. "It always shall, my boy. That took longer than expected. We should be near the grounds very shortly now." remarked the Professor. "One more question. The time-turner. Will you take charge of that or I?" she asked. "I trust that to your care, young one." he answered. She smiled. That would make things easy. That's how she and Tom would find time to go over the darker magics. It was not long before th train came upon a breath taking sight. A majestic castle, like one from a fairy tale was before them. She was delighted that when she exited the train, she felt no ill effects from the magic. The shield had worked! As they drew closer she became more and more in awe. The place was HUGE, and pulesed with it's own life. "Breathe dear!" teased Tom at her side. "But it's so beautiful! This is beyond anything I imagined!" she remarked.
"We have yet to enter the building my dear." said Dumbledore with pride. They entered, and she couldn't stop her feeling of astonishment. She stared at the moving photos that would talk, jaw dropping at the moving stairs. She almost started at the sight of resident ghosts moving through the halls. She expected a DETAILED tour tomorrow, at the pace Tom and Dumbledore were dragging through to reach the Ravenclaw part of the building. The rooms there were just as impressive as the rest of the castle, she noted. There was a fire going and tapestries hung in the Ravenclaw colors, proudly displaying their Hourse Crest. "Pick a bed, my dear." said Dumbledore. She grinned like the Chesire cat and bouded off with Tom close behind while Dumbledore called for the Sorting Hat. After they enlarged her purchases she went back to where the Older Wizard was, who was holding th dustiest, most beat up hat she had ever seen! He gestured for her to sit down in a recliner, and then placed the hat on her head.
She was glad Tom told her about this! Still, the hat reading through her mind wasn't a pleasant experience. "It's about time for a White! You have great courage and curiosity. You use to be mild, but are begoming strong willed. You are studious and loyalty is without parallel with you. You have great power and tremendous potential. Your ambition is great. Isee you have killed, but had to. Where to put you? You would be best understood in...DUN DUN DUN!
*Yes, I know, I'm evil*