Chapter 8

"Well go on do some magic" Adrian quickly sputtered.

"Hell no, get the hell out of my shop, did you not see that bond" The wandmaker furiously yelled "It might just take me out of business till next year repairing all these wands, now get the fuck out your total is 200 galleons you can leave them on the damn desk outside bye, have a good day, goodbye".

Seeing how volatile the wandmaker was getting at the sight of hundreds of wands shattering into hundreds of bits, all three of them decided to leave while they were still ahead.

Back at the house, the once orange fire dancing in the fireplace flashed into a bright green for a second then three people appeared walking out of the flame, although Jack was disappointed he also knew that as someone who knows no magic combined with what just happened he understood why the wandmaker was so furious at the concept of him doing magic in the damaged storage room.

"I know you are disappointed as are all of us, but the wandmaker is right the bonding with you and your staff was intensely powerful so he was right to assume that your magic would also be powerful" Adrian walked up and began talking to Jack as he saw that Jack was pretty sad about it "But that isn't to say you will not do magic in the next 4 days before school, I will write to the ministry and ask for access to a remote place without muggles and you can practice there, ok?".

"Ok, Thank you" Jack's mood was instantly overturned at the promise of practicing magic, so he went upstairs to go back to reading the textbooks that he got a week prior.

Later that night back at Carpin carpenters a strange sight could be seen, a giant hole in the stone floor was making a staircase visible. At the top of the stairs, a faint whisper could be heard bouncing off the walls, echoing "I have finally done it" over and over again.

"I have done the prophecy, you will free me and my descendants from the curse" The Wandmaker Guo furiously yelled once he opened the locked door leading to multiple Paintings lining the walls of the circular room, of which some look crazy, others look scared, while most of them were just sleeping eternally, it was only after he yelled that they all became sober and looked at him in joy.

"What is it true" A very old man woke up a said.

"You have done it, You have crafted an elder staff for the person who will become emperor".

"Yes, I have if not then who could possibly use a Staff made of Ash, Aspen, Blackthorne, Cherry, elder, and black scourge metal, with the cores being Dementor bone, Thesral wing, Sweetish short-snout, Asian Thunderbird essence, Unicorn Heart Core and the center of power was a Full opal dragon heart" The Wandmaker spat "If that wasn't the emperor then nobody is, NOW RELEASE ME".

"Swear it on your magic" A headless woman holding her head which was not only still bleeding but still had what seemed to be a boat made of hair resting on the head screeched.

"I swear on my magic, I have made the elder staff for he who is most worthy, Lumos" a giant blinding light was cast upon the dim room.

"It's true, he comes".

"It's true, he will save us".

All the paintings shouted out some kind of line in extreme euphoria, after which they all began running while screaming in happiness to the backs of their paintings disappearing.

After every last painting began to empty, one swung open revealing a room with only a bowl on a podium and another painting of an Italian man, who had a golden leaf crown with white hair.

"So you have done it" His face morphed into a realistic video compared to how he just looked as soon as Guo entered the room.

"Yes , I have done it," The wandmaker said in a mocking tone "now release me".

"Humph, you have yet to learn how to speak to your betters, I Am The Damned General" He spat back "Besides you still have yet to release the book of the Damned from the Pillars of Rome, complete this and the curse will be lifted, Now begon".

The entire panting began to fade into mist, while The wandmaker was sent flying backward and was thrown out of the hole in the ground as if he was grabbed by an invisible force.

"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, SO CLOSE" The wandmaker got up screamed at the hole disappearing while stomping on the already snapped wands just before apparating away.

"Alright, don't forget, the pronunciation in-SEN-dee-o this is a very basic offensive spell as well as a just plain useful one for starting fires" Adrian was now in a plain with no trees in sight teaching Jack how to use basic magic "and don't forget to am at the target"

"Alright, ill try" Jack nodded at his dad and turned to the target before shouting "Incendio".

A blood-red fireball shot out of Maelstrom straight towards the human dummy 10 meters away, and once it hit mere instants after Jack yelled the incantation the dummy got lifted into the air in a fiery plume and started to fly back from the explosion.

A hundred feet away there was a man in a recliner, whose job was to make sure that no muggles are harmed or that they see any magic, but this man who seemingly sleeping suddenly jumped up in fright because of the giant explosion.

He calms down pretty quick seeing the explosion was directed at the dummy as he thought that Adrian was the one doing the magic "Hmm, a bombarda spell is a little advanced for a first-year, let alone the maxima version" although he was calmer, this calm disappeared when he saw the shock on both Adrian's, and Jack's face as who would be shocked at their own spell.

After this giant explosion, Adrian flicked his wand completely undoing the damage on the ground and an on the dummy before saying "Try casting the same spell but with your ring".

Jack hesitated for a second because he could tell by Adrian's face that incendio was definitely not supposed to be that powerful "Incendio".

This time a smaller-sized yellow and orange fireball flew out of Jack's hand only causing a very minor explosion while lighting the dummy on fire.

"Phew, so the explosion was either because his control is so bad that his giant amount of magic just pours out, or because of that stupidly good staff, in fact, it might be both," The man on the recliner said in a barely audible whisper, before apparating out to report of what happened, and because jack at this point was starting to get pale and sweat badly so he reckoned they wouldn't continue for much longer.