Expecto Diabolica

// THIS IS AN OLD CHAPTER. THE NEW CHAPTERS ARE IN VOLUME 2. YOU CAN READ THESE CHAPTERS IF YOU WANT SOME INSIGHT ON WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN LATER BUT SOME EVENTS CAN BE DIFFERENT BETWEEN THE OLD AND NEW CHAPTERS.

The next day, I'm heading for the lake to practice spells from a higher level that I have never practiced before. It's a beautiful Sunday and many students go to the lake to study quietly, do outdoor activities, or romantic walks along the shores of the lake while waiting for the day when they can go to the tearoom of Hogsmeade. When I think that in Ilvermorny, they have big parties once every two weeks, it makes me sick. As soon as Voldemort is between six planks, I get out of here towards the Massachusetts.

In the meantime, I find myself in an open area near the lake and far enough from the trees so as to not risk a forest fire since the spells I am going to attempt today are essentially fire spells. I spot in the distance the tree that I uprooted last year, it looks shabby, like my relationship with Rose.

I put down the first book I took out of the library, a variation of the usual protection spell. This is the Protego Diabolica spell, I think I remember it was used by Grindenwald before.

I start by memorizing the movements, I make several turns on myself as if I were delimiting an area, I repeat the movements. Some students gather several feet away from me to see what I'm up to. When everything is finally close, I begin to cast the spell.

"Protego diabolica" Blue flames appear on the circle my wand draws, creating a wall that only those who have no bad intentions against me can cross. But the result is unstable, and the spell ends up breaking after a few seconds. The students present applaud my performance, even the Ravenclaws who have not spoken to me since the incident with the goblet of fire applaud a magic of such a high level.

After the third try when I manage to hold the spell for about five minutes. I can see Professor McGonagall running on the path to the castle looking angry.

"Mr. Bones, can you explain to me what you're up to. We can see you playing with those flames from the castle!"

"Well, I'm practicing. I have a note from Professor Snape allowing me to use high level fire spells near the lake." I hand her the permission Snape gave me yesterday in his office, this is one of the many privileges to have his teacher in his little secret order. "You can of course stay with us to admire the spectacle if you are afraid for our safety." She seems to think for a few seconds before making up her mind.

"Very well, since Professor Snape has given you permission, I cannot dispute his decision as you are not a Gryffindor student. But if I believe your safety or the students' safety is in jeopardy, I will stop everything. "

"As you wish." Even if she forces me to quit for today, I only have to come back tomorrow with a new note from Snape. In the meantime, she got further away with the students.

I open the second spell book about something more offensive, the fiendfire. I know it's a black magic spell, but since I can hide behind Snape, it's the perfect opportunity to practice.

"Fiendfire" I project a thin tongue of fire from my wand in the direction of the lake but nothing more. I can see McGonagall's brow frown. I know a professor who's going to get yelled at tonight when she gets back to the castle.

I don't understand, it should have been more powerful than that. I review the spell, but I don't see anything that I especially missed.

I try again for almost an hour but hardly produce more than some tongue of fire above the lake. A ball of rage takes hold of me and I let my anger explode in the spell.

"FIENDFYRE!" this time, a gigantic snake escapes from my wand to crash into the lake under the astonished gaze of the students still present and the champions of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons who were attracted by all the noise I have made at the edge of the lake.

The key to this spell is therefore anger! The larger it is, the more powerful and bulky the spell. I take this opportunity to try to impress my new viewers.

"Protego diabolica." the same circle of blue flame appears around me.

"Mr. Bones, it might be time to take a break. You can continue on another day." Oh no, I intend to do one last firework display before going home.

I raise my wand to the sky and the flames rise following my movement.

"FIENDFYRE" I cast the spell with all my strength, remembering the aggression of rose along the shore of this lake. A huge dragon of flame rises towards the sky, under the cries of the students who flee the scene. I can see McGonagall holding her hat with one hand as she brandished her wand with the other.

The blue flame dragon continued to rise in the sky in circles, I point my wand at the ground to force it back down to crash into the lake. The dragon roars and does what he can to resist my control, but I end up winning the upper hand and he dive towards the water only to disappear in a burst of steam when the water evaporates due to the sudden rise in temperature. Several dead fish float on the surface of the lake and a few Selkies came to the surface to see what was going on. Even the giant squid appeared just below the surface to see who was interrupting his quiet little life.

"Mr. Bones, we've seen enough. It's time to end this."

"Not yet, I have one last spell to try. A unique personal composition, you'll like it, believe me!"

"Fine Sean, but after that you go back to the castle. I don't want to have to explain to Professor Dumbledore why the castle is on fire."

I collect my notes, I always hated not being able to throw a patronus. So, I composed a black magic spell that has similar effects, except that compared to the patronus which is limited to repelling evil beings, mine is more geared towards destroying all beings. A vengeful spirit at my service rather than a protective spirit.

"Take a step back, this is my first try. Expecto Diabolica." A wave of blue flame escapes from my wand, propelling me back a few feet. I land on my back but thanks to my supernatural constitution I have no more damage than a tear on my sweater.

"It's not quite ready yet, it will be better next time." McGonagall looks at me, her gaze is a mixture of worry, exasperation and amusement.

"Well, that next time won't be today. Pick up your things and head back to the castle."

I recover my books and my notes under the gaze of the students who, seeing that the show was over, begins to applaud. I do a little bow before taking the path that brings me back to the castle.

"It was very impressive. Hogwarts maybe deserves its place as the best school in the world if fourth graders can cast such spells." Fleur Delacour and Viktor Krum stood right behind me. It seems that my little demonstration was enough to dispel the idea that the competition was going to be easy because I am younger. Viktor is the more impressed of the two champions, he has seen dark magic in Durmstrang before and knows how advanced what I just did is.

"Thanks for the compliment. I have to find myself some trump cards if I am to face older wizards."

"We were about to go eat maybe I will come over to your table to discuss that blue fire dragon you conjured." Viktor may seem a bit harsh at first, but he doesn't seem like he has a bad personality.

He continues on his way towards the castle, leaving Fleur and I alone.

"I see you're feeling better, you really didn't look good the other day."

"I'm learning to master a little more each day but it's nice of you to worry about it."

"Oh, don't think I'm doing this just out of kindness, you're the first boy with veela blood I've ever met. I didn't even know it was possible, so I'd rather know how it works in case I would meet another or have one of my kids be a boy. "

"Okay ... well glad you found my problems instructive." Fortunately for her she is beautiful because she really has no tact. "

"No wait, I didn't mean to offend you. I'm so sorry, I just wanted to tell you that I'm glad you're feeling better." I don't really know how to take it, but I think she's really trying to be nice. Well, I think?

"There is no problem, I also want to thank you for helping me even if you did not know me the other day."

"Please, between veela we have to stick together."