Mason Aves: The Wizard(Kinda Complete.. again)
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52. The End of the Wizarding War
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I walk out of the treeline, now out of the Mirror Dimension, and stop, my wand held at my side, and my swords back in the Nowhere. I was wearing my Howling Commandos uniform itself, since I had no other combat uniform for the Wizarding World.
Looking in front of me, I frown, feeling a tiny bit of doubt creep in. Nurmengard stood right there, made of dark black stone and bricks. There was a central tower, over 20 stories tall, surrounded by four other towers just 5 stories tall, all five towers connected by hallways.
The Fortress itself was surrounded by a wall, that by itself was 2 stories tall, while a single wooden gate protected it from intruders. It was also surrounded by mountains, on three sides, which meant the only way through, was through the gates.
And protecting the gate, stood.. a lot of people, at least 3000 in fact, all with their Wands pointed right at me.
Gellert chose one hell of a place to put his Headquarters cum prison.
"Captain Mason Aves! Traitor to Wizardkind! Welcome to Nurmengard, we have been waiting for you!" Someone I don't recognise yells, as he walks a few steps forward.
There was still a distance of at least 100 meters between us, and since none of them was attacking me, I stay my hand.
Looking at him, I try and use Telepathy, finding it impossible. Damn the bloody potion. What's the use of having the most powerful Telepathy on the entire planet, when a single potion can grant my victims immunity.
I glance at the army, my Telepathy failing to get into their minds too, and I say, "Which one of us is trying to break the Statue of Secrecy again? The very statute that protects us Wizards from the muggles?"
Oh? What's this? There were more people inside the Walls, and 5 of them had their Minds completely open to me. I enter one of their minds, and immediately scowl, seeing Grindelwald and Dumbledore talking, their wands already drawn.
Well, I said I'd give him a chance to take Grindelwald down. If he does, good. If he doesn't, I'll be there to save his old arse.
The man in front of me chuckles, bringing my attention back to him, and asks, "And why should we hide from the muggles, Mr Aves? Besides, the Statute doesn't protect us from them, it protects them from our retaliation. How many Wizards have they killed, how many children died because the Aurors didn't get there on time? And what happened then? The muggles just got their memories erased, and were sent to live their lives."
Okay, I admit muggles always draw the bigger stick when it comes to the Statute, and I kinda agree with his words, but no way I'm admitting that.
The Statute has some problems, no doubt there, mainly that it protects Muggles from Wizarding retribution a lot more than it protects young wizards from Muggle attacks. But exposing the entire Wizarding World, and trying to take over the muggle one is not the solution Grindelwald's people think it is.
Grindelwald took an actual, legit problem with the Wizarding World, with the Statute, and used it as a fuel to raise his army. The aim is admirable, but only if it is actually the aim. Grindelwald has his own goals mixed in.
"I don't have time for this." I mumble, and wave my hand, intending on creating a portal to send the entire army to middle of the Pacific ocean.
Unfortunately, the only thing that happens is a few golden sparkles form into the air, and dissipate, with no portal forming. I frown, immediately realising something.
"Your Sorcery won't work here, Mr Aves. Gellert has created a barrier around us all. No apparition, no broom flying, no Portals. The only way to get into Nurmengard, is to walk through the gate. The only way out of here, is to walk backwards. But well, we're not going to let you do that." The Wizard explains, needlessly.
I'd already sensed that as soon as I'd tried opening the portal. This must be one hell of a barrier if it only prevented teleportation and flight, or broom flight I guess. I didn't feel anything that could stop me from flying on my own.
The Wizard then fires a single killing curse at me, that I negligently wave my hand at, to block it with a stone.
Before anyone else can do anything, a cacophony of cracks sound behind me, making me smile as soon as I hear the thoughts of someone familiar, a lot of people in fact. It seems the Barrier doesn't stop anyone from apparating in, either by design, or by a coincidence.
"You're late." I say, turning towards the first person to come towards me.
Alastor Moody grunts, limping towards me from some injury he sustained during this War, and says, "You gave us just one hour, Aves. We needed to get the forces ready. Be glad we're here at all."
And that they were. UK, USA, Japan, China, France, and from all over the world, Aurors had been gathered by the ICW, for the battle that will decide the fate of the Wizarding World.
One by one, hundreds of Aurors, Ministry officials, and volunteers apparate into the forest behind me, and form a line beside me, grouping themselves according to their nations. Seeing Darla's resolute face amongst the British coalition, which were right near me, I smile.
Then there were the Volunteers. I could see Nicholas and Perenell Flamel, together with Madam Lisa Bourgeois, the Headmistress of Beaxbaton's Academy in the French coalition, together with the French Minister.
Headmaster Dippet stood a few people away from me, in the British coalition, while the Durmstrang Headmaster, Viktor Munter, stood with a few of his teachers, a few students, and other Bulgarian volunteers. Damn, even their students came to fight?
Guess Durmstrang feels strongly about this War. Which.. understandable. Grindelwald gives Durmstrang a bad name.
All in all, including the Volunteers, our side numbered a little over 1500 people, while the other side numbered 3000.
"This will do." I mumble, turning my eye over the.. I guess Allied Army. Casting the Sonorous charm on myself, I say, "Gellert Grindelwald is inside Nurmengard, dueling Albus Dumbledore, the only way through is through that gate! There is an Anti-Apparition Ward cast, along with an Anti-Portkey Ward."
What? I'm not giving them a pep-talk, they've probably already had one. This is just so they don't get caught off guard when they try to apparate.
Turning back towards the enemies, I pat Moody on the shoulder, and say, "Don't get killed, Moody."
Snorting, Moody says, "Worry about yourself, kid."
"ATTACK!" the acolyte of Grindelwald yells, pointing his hand towards us.
Immediately, the 3000 people in front of us start running, and we do the same, everyone throwing spells at the opposing army.
I also run, keeping ahead of our army, and wave my hand upwards. Immediately, the Earth underneath the acolyte snaps upwards, throwing him into flying the sky. I throw a piercing hex after him, which hits his heart, digging into it, killing him.
"DON'T FUCKING KILL EVERYONE AVES! TOO MUCH PAPERWORK!" Moody yells, while Dueling 3 people at once.
Scowling, I refrain from pulling my swords out. I didn't want to use up all of my magic, I still had to fight Grindelwald. But it seems I will have to use Magic to fight these morons before I can move on inside.
Leaning back, I let a curse pass by, and glare at the offender. He widens his eyes, and immediately starts running backwards. Lifting a rock from the ground underneath, I throw it at his head, hitting right at the point where his head meets his neck, knocking him out by blunt force.
Time to defeat these weaklings while using only little of my Magic.
"FIENDFYRE!" someone to my extreme right yells, summoning the cursed flames in the middle of a crowd of Asian Aurors.
Fucking idiot!
I immediately run towards the man, not holding my speed back, and swipe my sword, beheading him. Looking up, I see the giant flaming bird, made of Fiendfyre, about to hit the Aurors, who were firing spells at it, to try and snuff it out.
Raising both my arms, I create a Telekinetic shield around the giant flames, stopping them before they can kill the Aurors. And then, suddenly, the flames dissipate, turning into.. water? The sphere of Water, no longer held by my Telekinesis, drops down on the ground, soaking all of the Wizards there save for me and the culprit. My Telekinesis saved me, and I have no idea what saved the culprit.
That was not magical transfiguration, because even my Telekinetic shield was transmuted into water.
I look down, to see a Chinese woman with her hand raised, looking at me in curiosity. I smile, and say, "Thank you, Madam Zhao."
I had it handled, my Telekinesis would have been able to suffocate the flames out within a minute or so. But, whatever she did, the transmutation, it helped immensely.
She nods at me with a smile, and says, "You're welcome Captain Aves."
And then, she turns towards the next enemies, using her hands, with no wand in sight, to send the group flying into the trees, no doubt knocking them out just by hitting them on the trees.
Curious, so she's either not a Witch, or she's preferring not to use her Magic, because I cannot sense a single drop of Magic being used here. A Telekinetic then, pretending to be a Witch?
Madam Ya Zhao, the Chinese Ambassador to the ICW, and a former teacher of Alchemy at Fenghuang, the Chinese school of Wizardry. If she turns out to not actually be a Witch, it'll be the longest con in the history of cons.
Well, whatever. She's on our side, and she actually cares about the Chinese Aurors.
Turning my eye away from the amazingly beautiful woman, who's in her 80s, but still looks 25, I go back into War. I've seen weirder things, to be honest.
It barely takes us 5 minutes to breach the Gate of Nurmengard. We had lesser numbers, for sure, but we also had better people. Nicholas and Perenell stayed at the back, casting shields to help anyone that they thought needed it.
The three Headmasters of the European schools, together with their nation's coalitions had taken on dozens of people at a time, and I had used my Telekinesis to knock people out by hitting their heads.. hard. There were still people fighting outside, but the gate was wide open for us, most of Grindelwald's people now unconscious or dead.
Through the gate, we could now see Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald dueling in front of us, a barrier separating them from the outside world. Guess Grindelwald wanted to put on a show.
We walk inside, a few Aurors in front of me, with their wands ready to attack the barrier to kill Grindelwald. The time for his arrest was long gone, and even the ICW had unanimously decided that Grindelwald needed to die.
But, as soon as I walk through the gate, I raise my wand, casting the strongest Protego Maxima I can, while supporting it with my Telekinesis.
An intense beam of white light is emitted from inside the Nurmengard grounds, immediately killing the 6 Wizards that had gone on ahead, overconfident, by way of disintegrating them. The beam hits my shield, and stops, my shield strong enough to protect me and those behind me.
Feeling a hand pat my shoulder, I turn back to see Headmaster Dippet. He says, "Go and save Albus, my boy. We will deal with the nuisances."
I nod, and drop the shield. Waving my hand, I telekinetically throw the 15 Wizards that had attacked us with a single spell cast together, towards the left side, and see the three Headmasters, Alastor Moody, Madam Crickerly, and Darla run towards them, choosing their targets.
'Be careful, Darla. They're Grindelwald's acolytes, he definitely taught them some tricks.' I telepathically tell Darla, and turn towards the barrier, not waiting for an answer.
Perenell Flamel had come in behind us, and was currently busy healing the 5 prisoners, German officials, whose heads I had hijacked to keep an eye on Grindelwald and Dumbledore's battle, and Madam Zhao followed soon after, curiously enough, hanging back.
The Barrier was impressive, definitely one of the strongest I have seen. It was transparent, with a bit of a yellow tint to it, and every spell that hit it was absorbed by the barrier to increase its strength. Even Pure Magic blasts were absorbed, which tells me that attacking the Barrier with conventional Ward breaking spells is bound to be idiotic.
Slowly, I touch my hand to the Barrier, and close my eyes to get a feel for it. Okay, definitely idiotic to attack it with any spell. The barrier also went underground, and created a sphere around Grindelwald and Dumbledore, meaning I can't even dig my way through.
And Portals are still not an option, neither is apparition. I've tried.
Removing my swords from the Nowhere, I stab them both towards the Barrier, hoping the inherently magical properties, or even the Magic absorbing properties of the Swords breaks the Barrier down.
Good news, my Swords do stab through the barrier. Bad news, the Barrier is still intact, with no damage to either the swords, or the barrier. I pull them out, and send them back to Nowhere, scowling when I see the holes in the Barrier get repaired almost immediately.
So my swords can stab through, but they can't break the Barrier completely. I guess I need to weaken the Barrier first.
Taking a Basilisk fang out of the Nowhere, I hold it above my hand, and Telekinetically shoot it forward, stabbing it into the Barrier. Immediately, the Barrier becomes opaque, the Venom within the fang attacking it.
Good, Basilisk Venom works, but this is not nearly enough.
Still looking at the fang buried into the barrier, I wave my hand, throwing a stone in the way of a stray spell, that was about to hit Moody.
"Thanks Aves!" Moody yells, as he defeats one of the Wizards he was fighting, by breaking his leg and stunning him.
I bring a few more fangs out, and use Telekinesis to stab them in 4 other points. One right at the top of the spherical barrier, one behind Grindelwald, one to my right, and one to my left, making it a total of 5 fangs stabbing into the Barrier.
The opaque yellow barrier turns brown at the point where I had stabbed the fangs, and the venom keeps spreading, weakening the Barrier.
Suddenly, the sounds of battle coming from the inside stop, making me frown. I couldn't see inside, but just by the scents and sound, I could tell that Dumbledore had lost the fight, and Grindelwald was now taunting him.
I had expected Grindelwald to win, to be honest. He had too many changes in his life to not win. Sorcery, exposure to mutations, the sheer fact that everything about Marvel exists. I didn't, however, think, that he would win this early.
The Barrier was about 30% brown now, the Venom moving uncharacteristically slowly.
I need to know what kind of Barrier Grindelwald put up, because damn! This shit is impressive. I have to say, Grindelwald might be the current Dark Lord, but this is.. wow!
A Barrier that prevents anyone from teleporting in, or out, by any method, stop any spell from breaching, even the Killing Curse, and absorb the magic of the spells to strengthen it? And another Barrier that prevents teleportation of any kind, but only when it is directed outwards?
At about 80%, Grindelwald's heartbeat increases, as his right hand raises above. I smell the stench of wood burning a little, as Grindelwald prepares to cast a curse.
"Fuck!" I whisper, recognising the Curse just by the stench of death, and point my hand towards where I could smell Dumbledore. Telekinetically, I pull him backwards, not minding about being gentle, saving him from the killing curse.
90%.
Taking my sword out, I stab it once more into the Barrier, only this time, into the brown, corrupted part of it. The barrier starts glowing as it fights off the corruption of the Venom, as well as my Durmagol, and then, with a loud crack, it shatters into a million pieces.
The Basilisk fangs, which had been stabbed into the barrier, start falling from their positions, and I summon them towards myself, before they can even touch the ground. I then send them to Nowhere, since I don't want anyone to find them, and link Tom Riddle's death with me.
As Dumbledore and Grindelwald stare at the shattered pieces of the Barrier dissipating into thin air, I say, "You're not fucking dying yet, Dumbledore. You are not going to leave your mess in someone else's hands, uncleaned."
Albus chuckles, still laying down on the ground a few meters away from me, and says, "I wouldn't dream of it, Captain Aves."
As Dumbledore begins observing the other fights happening behind us, Grindelwald stares at me, a smile on his face, and says, "There he is, the last piece of the Puzzle! Captain Avalon, the Knight of the Realm! I've been waiting for you, Captain Aves."
Holding my wand to my side, I glare at him, and ask, "You didn't have to wait, Grindelwald. Death would have come to you soon enough."
This guy killed my entire family, save for my mother, tried to have Victor and James kidnapped, actually had me captured, caused the death of Tim, gave a dangerous Summoning Ritual to muggles, caused the death of 3 innocent Wizards for the sake of that Ritual, killed thousands of innocent people, including children, and he's still claiming to be the Savior of the Wizarding World.
The amount of anger I have towards him can only be dwarfed by the number of crimes he's committed.
Smirking, Grindelwald waves his hand, as another barrier starts forming around us. I immediately slap my hand towards Dumbledore, sending him Telekinetically flying towards Perenell Flamel, before the barrier completely forms.
I might not like the guy, but Dumbledore is a good teacher, and he doesn't deserve to die. And Grindelwald, evil bastard that he is, will definitely use Dumbledore as an innocent bystander during superhero fights.
As the barrier completely forms, Grindelwald clicks his tongue, and says, "Pity, I wanted to deal with you two together."
That.. wasn't magic either, just like the grass control. Another mutation? I mean, I know he was supposed to have at least 3 mutations, but still.
"Just how many Mutants have you sucked dry, Grindelwald?" I ask, feeling disgusted.
I might have stolen mutations too, but I did it by copying the gifts, not by.. actually stealing them. Victor's mutation I took by Magically merging his X-Gene with mine. James(the Language mutant) and Essex's Telekinesis I took by just being in their heads while they used said mutations.
Grindelwald, however, literally absorbed the life force of Mutants, and probably even other Wizards. I had seen the Ritual before, and there's no way in hell I'd ever do something like that. Completely absorbing someone? Hell no.
"Noticed that, have you?" Waving his hand, he creates another barrier in front of him, which forms in the shape if a circle, very slowly. He says, "This was a surprising find, since I didn't See it coming even after my.. Sight enhancement."
Right, he absorbed either a mutant with Precognition, or he absorbed another Seer Wizard.
"Found him in an orphanage in the US of A, right when I was about to destroy it, about 3 years ago. His barriers were strong, impossible to breach, well, almost impossible as you've proven, and they even stopped me from capturing him. But, as you can see, the barriers are very slow to form, and have almost zero application in combat. He had to get tired soon enough, and he did, 3 days later, amazingly enough. And well, you know the rest, it is your family's Ritual that I used, after all." Grindelwald says, making sure to speak as loud as possible.
The fights were stopping now, and a crowd was gathering outside the barrier, to look at us talk. Some were trying to take the barrier down, but obviously, these barriers are almost impossible to break, and they don't have Basilisk Venom to help them.
Funnily enough, the three people who should be able to break the barrier were staying still, not even trying.
I ask, "The same family you massacred in 1896?"
"They were in my way." Grindelwald simply says, shrugging.
Scowling at him, I ask, "Was my Uncle Samuel's three year old daughter, Rosie in your way? What about my mother's older sister, twelve year old Agatha? Were they in your way?"
Grindelwald waves his hand, and says, "They would have come after me, just like you now did. It would have been.. annoying."
Okay, time for talks is over. I might not have known my family, I might not like them even, by association of my squib hating grandpa, but I doubt my mother's sister, and their brother's daughter deserved to die. And he just said that he killed them just because they might prove an annoyance later, if left alive.
Waving my wand, I start the attack, by sending a Reducto at him. With his own wand, the Elder Wand, Grindelwald shields, and immediately fires the blood boiling curse at me.
I snap my wand, firing the Blood Freezing hex at the approaching curse, the two extreme curses cancelling each other out, and return fire with the Bone crushing curse.
He shields from it, and immediately fires another curse at me, one I didn't know of. Pointing my wand downwards, I transfigure the ground into wood, and raise it in the path of the curse. The curse hits, causing the wood to rot, and release corrosive fumes.
Waving my wand, I send the wooden trunk flying at Grindelwald, who destroys it with a reducto. He fires curse after curse at me, all of which I dispell using their counter curses.
Bone Breaking Curse gets the Bone Mending Charm at it. Blood Boiling gets Blood Freezing, and vice versa. Flesh Rotting curse gets a rock sent at it, to stop it from hitting me.
But then, he starts using other curses, curses which I have no knowledge of. I bring obstacles in all their paths, not wanting to see if my shields will hold.
Dodging the last curse, which hits the ground and causes it to light up with a lightning blast, I send my own Lightning bolt at him.
Grindelwald dodges it, by just walking to the left, and then shoots a focused beam of pure magic towards me. Straightening my posture, I point my wand at him, and copy him, shooting pure magic out of my own wand.
Just like I had seen happen with Dumbledore, the two beams of pure magic meet in the middle, sending a wave from their collision, and form into an orb in between. Winds start blowing wildly, as the orb sends out excess Magic in the form of Lightning, fire, and wind in all directions.
I take a step forward, my magic pushing the orb towards Grindelwald, and he does the same, keeping the orb in the middle. But then, he suddenly breaks the connection, sending both our Magic into the barrier above, as he sends a giant rock flying at me with the wave of his hand.
Taking Durmagol out of the Nowhere, in my left hand, I slash it at the stone, breaking it immediately, sending the two pieces flying backwards. My wand pointed backwards, I transfigure the two pieces of the rock into two tigers, made of actual flesh and bones, and send them running towards Grindelwald.
All that happens within a half second, as I point my wand at Grindelwald once again, and immediately cast a shield spell to defend myself from his dark blue flames. My tigers reach him, and one of them slashes at his face, while the other tries to bite into him.
Grindelwald waves his hand, conjuring his flames once again all around him, and uses them to burn the tigers away. Taking aim, I cast the Flame throwing spell, a higher level incendiary charm, which causes my wand to act like a Flame thrower, shooting red hot flames out of the tip.
The fire shoots out of my wand at speeds higher than my own running speed, and hit Grindelwald while he's busy dealing with the tigers. I don't let my guard down, however, since this is Grindelwald I'm fighting.
"Is it over?" I hear someone ask from behind the barrier, as I keep the spell going.
The fact that the Barrier is still standing should clue you in, you twat.
From the still shooting flames, I see movement, and the flames spread apart, as if Moses himself had brought out his staff. Standing unharmed, between the two beams of flame, was a smirking Grindelwald, completely unharmed.
The flames then start getting sucked towards him, towards his hands, and I cancel the spell. As if his left hand was a black hole, the flames keep getting sucked, spinning around him, until finally, Grindelwald raises his hand, an orb of extremely dense flames floating above it.
He then points the hand at me, immediately shooting the orb of flames towards me at very high speeds.
Even if I didn't have a Masters in Physics, I would have realised by virtue of common sense, that the condensed flames are volatile, and they will want to explode.
Sending my wand to the Nowhere, I clap my hands together, and separate them, causing my hands to glow from the channeling of the Universal Magic. Pointing my right hand towards the speeding orb, which was approaching me, fast, I cover it with my Magic, and then with the other hand, slap the covered orb up into the air.
BOOOOOOM!
The orb of condensed flames explode about 100 meters above us, with the force of a few grenades tied together, sending heat wave after heat wave down. The flash of light was enough to blind most people watching the fight, but Grindelwald and I had taken precautions, and we get right back into the fight.
He twirls his wand over his left palm, and summons the dark blue flames, that dance around his arm. And then, he sends those flames flying at me, using his arm to direct the flames.
Raising my arms, I summon the gateway to the Mirror Dimension in front of my, stopping the flames before they can hit me. But, suddenly, the gateway vanishes, and the flames fly towards me once again.
Shit! The Barrier! It's stopping Mirror Dimension opening too?
I jump to the left, but not unharmed, seeing a burn on my leg that was healing, albeit very slowly. A ring on my left hand glows, as a circular shield, similar to one that Steve used, appears in my left hand. The flames hit the Goblin's Silver shield, and immediately start getting sucked in, the enchantments on it helping a lot.
I had Enchanted this new shield to absorb any, and all forms of pure energy, since I wanted it to be similar to Vibranium. It is a good thing that Goblin's Silver is inherently good at that stuff, the Enchantments just speed the process up.
It won't work against the more volatile curses, like the Unforgivables, but against flames? Yeah, this helps. Doesn't matter what kind of flames, fire is fire.
I had also sensed no Magic from Grindelwald during this feat, save for him conjuring those blue flames, which means this was another Mutation of his. How many has it been now? Chlorokinesis, Barrier Creation, possibly Precognition, and now Pyrokinesis.
I place the shield in the Nowhere, not using its other Enchantment yet, and push both hands towards Grindelwald, who was preparing to cast another spell. From my hands, no wand in sight, two beams of Magic erupt, shooting towards Grindelwald while spinning to wound together as they go.
Grindelwald frowns, and shoots a single beam of Magic at the entwined magic, from his Wand. This time, I use my right hand to push the volatile orb forming in the middle upwards, and using my left hand, throw a Basilisk Venom absorbed Goblin Silver dagger at him, using my Telekinesis to speed it up.
Grindelwald is forced to point his own wand upwards, the orb moving both our hands there, and looks up. But, right before my dagger can hit him, he catches it in his left hand, without even looking.
His hand bursts into blue flames, and my dagger melts, turning into useless sludge that falls down on the ground.
I momentarily stop, wondering how the fuck he saw the invisible, supersonic dagger coming, and how the fuck did he catch it?
"You know, you're better than I had thought you would be. In all the fights that I had seen happen between us, before you went and messed with my Sight, never did you last this long, nor did you ever force me to use so many of my.. Gifts." Grindelwald says, as he dusts his hands together, the Elder Wand floating right there in front of him.
Scowling, I ask, "Your Sight isn't completely useless, even after my precautions, it seems. You still saw the dagger coming."
Grindelwald smirks, and says, "Well, it gives me a.. warning. You might have prevented me from Seeing you, but my death? You cannot stop me from seeing that, from preventing it even."
So I was right, his Precognition gives him a bloody Spider-Sense, or danger sense, to be exact. Magic could help him catch the dagger then, no doubt. But.. can he actually see his death coming, see his moves happening in the future, or does he just get a warning like, 'Watch out!'
One way to find out.
'Ventus,' I think, my hands pointed downwards. Immediately, a harsh wind blows inside the barrier, sending sand and dust flying towards Grindelwald.
He raises his arm to protect his eyes, but gets some sand in them anyway. His eyes closed, I shoot a tickling hex at him, and see it hit his face, immediately causing him to laugh a little before he dispells it.
I smirk, triumphant. Now I have you, Gellert Grindelwald.
Gellert has by now cleared his eyes, and glares at me, not at all amused. Stomping my leg on the ground, I cause a rock as tall and wide as I am tall to fly up and stop in front of me. Slapping it with all my strength, I use Telekinesis to send it flying towards Grindelwald.
Immediately after, I point both my hands at him, and cast 'Fulgur Flumen!' silently, sending multiple bolts of lightning flying out of my hands.
Grindelwald waves his wand, blowing the rock up into tiny dust, but widens his eyes seeing the lightning spell right behind him. He then does something that surprises me, even after everything I've already seen him do today.
Grindelwald apparates, disappearing from his location and immediately appearing a few meters to the right, letting the lightning slam into the ground.
He doesn't just apparate, though, I've seen this type of Apparition many times before, but never by a Wizard.
I seethe, my anger beyond any measure. Glaring at Grindelwald, I hiss out, "An Elf? You absorbed an Elf?"
Even if I had whispered it, my sound is carried all over the fortress, thanks to the absolute silence from the spectators.
"Oh, Gellert." I hear Dumbledore whisper, regret and disgust clouding his words.
Grindelwald dusts his trench coat, and says, "I had foreseen something like this happening, and Wizarding Magic, as superior it is to an Elf's, is very.. limited. There are no Wards that can stop an Elf from getting to its Master, and me.. I am my own Master."
He absorbed an Elf, the little creatures that try very hard to help Wizards, that never try to attack Wizards, ever. The most innocent sentient Magical creatures on the planet, and Grindelwald absorbed one just to gain their Apparition?
"AAAAARGHHH!" I yell, expelling pure destruction out of my hands in the form of a white light.
The white light speeds towards Grindelwald, disintegrating the ground and grass that it touches, and slams into.. something.
"SCREEEEEEE!" A loud, high pitched voice yells, its voice filled with pain. Through my white light, I see a piece of black cloth raising itself in front of the beam of destructive magic, with Gellert safe behind it.
A Lethifold?
My non-spell is too destructive for even the immortal Lethifold to handle, and within a single second of getting hit, it explodes, sending black pieces of itself flying everywhere. Unfortunately, that also causes my spell to stop, as I drop my hands, a bit tired.
Grindelwald smirks at me, and says, "You know, this is the first time I've seen a Lethifold die. Makes me glad I didn't bring them out before."
Them?
And then, Grindelwald waves his hand, a Sling Ring held in his fingers, creating a portal, as he yells, "APERIO BOREAS!"
Fucking Sorcery too? I mean, I expected it, having seen a Sling Ring in his hands during our last encounter, but still. I did not expect that Grindelwald would have made a pact with a Demon.
As the portal opens, no doubt his barrier allowing him to do all the stuff no one is supposed to, I immediately shield my eyes, taking a few steps back, shivering. So cold! The coldness of the other side of the portal was causing my teeth to almost start chattering.
The portal was near Grindelwald, which means it was at least 20 meters away from me, and yet, I could feel the extreme coldness chilling my bones.
"COME TO ME, MY CHILDREN! FROM THE ICY REALM OF IKTHALON, COME!" I hear Grindelwald yell, as something- no, multiple somethings start flying out of the portal.
Lethifolds, and Ikthalon, individually- bad news. Lethifolds powered by the Magic of Ikthalon's dimension? Infinitely worse news.
Taking my sword out, I cut the first approaching Lethifold, my enchanted sword having no troubles with killing the supposedly unkillable demon. But then, it suddenly explodes with cold energy expulsion, sending me flying back with chills.
"Everyone! Keep trying to bring the barrier down! We cannot let Captain Avalon die!" Someone yells, as spells start hitting the shield.
Grindelwald closes his eyes, and I see something that sends a chill down my spine, not related to the Ice Magic enhanced Lethifolds, or the still open portal to the Boreas Dimension. Grindelwald was actually absorbing Magic that hit the spells, to become stronger.
I've tried it before, and I know how difficult it is to absorb someone else's Magic. Each and every attempt of mine had failed, with not a single drop of Magic being absorbed. And Grindelwald's barrier somehow allowed him to do that.
"NOOO! STOP! DON'T TRY AND FORCE THE BARRIER DOWN, YOU'RE JUST MAKING IT WORSE!" I yell, casting a Sonorous charm for a moment.
Immediately, the spells stop being hit, and Grindelwald chuckles, the Lethifold army floating above his head. He says, "You are no fun, Captain."
Scowling, all his crimes still not forgotten, I clap my hands together, and yell, "SHACKLES OF BINDING!"
Just like when I had fought the tentacle demon, my hands glow white, and then two beams of Magic start flying towards Grindelwald and the Lethifolds. The two beams then start splitting up, from two to four to eight to sixteen, and so on, and each beam, each.. shackle, latches on to the Icy Lethifolds, covering them with white Magic of the Universe, freezing them in their place.
Grindelwald, however, has managed to save himself using his Wand. Seeing him try to rescue his Lethifolds, I take a deep breath, and blow the air out. A dark red stream of flames exits my mouth, forming into an Eagle made of flames.
Fiendfyre.
The flaming eagle sees the Lethifolds, and immediately flies towards them, tearing through their magic resistant hide and eats them all. One by one, my Fiendfyre eagle eats all the Lethifolds, becoming larger and larger with each Lethifold eaten. And then, as soon as the last Lethifold dies, it starts flying towards me, to attack me.
I see Grindelwald with his arm raised, and realise that he's taken control over the flames. He obviously couldn't do it before, because Fiendfyre had a mission first, destroy the Lethifolds. Now that it doesn't, it can easily be taken over by any Pyrokinetic.
I point my left palm at the approaching eagle, and cast the Runic spell to absorb My magic. As soon as the Eagle hits my left palm, it starts getting sucked back into me. And then, I take my wand out of the Nowhere once again, and fire a Magic bolt towards Grindelwald, with him doing the same.
My left hand, meanwhile, is pointed towards the Portal, casting Runes around the circular portal to close it.
Our Magic still fighting for dominance, not one of us giving in, the Runic circle forms around the Portal, and I activate it. The portal begins closing, but right before it does, an intense blue beam of cold magic shoots out of the portal, flying towards me.
I widen my eyes, as the Blue beam shoots over the head of Grindelwald, flying towards me, and judging by his smirk, he had planned it. I cannot stop the blue beam without my wand, or without both my hands. It is too dense, too strong, since it's literally the Magic of a Demon's dimension.
And I cannot ignore Grindelwald to focus on the beam, because he will kill me if I move my focus away from him.
Well, I have one option.
Taking my shield from my back with my left hand, I throw it towards the incoming beam. The beam hits the shield, and starts getting absorbed into it. Once more, I shift my hands to force the Orb of battling Magics upwards, towards the Shield.
The Orb explodes right underneath my shield, sending it flying up into the Barrier, as the Icy beam once more flies towards me. I raise my right hand, a shield at the tip of my tongue, but something grabs on to my arm, stopping my wand in front of my stomach.
I look down, to see tall grass strand grabbing my hand, and my wand, pulling it to point it towards the ground.
The shock of it causes me to cast a Shield just wandlessly, which is nowhere near strong enough to protect me completely, and I know that. I focus on my Telekinesis, and create a forcefield right inside the Shield spell.
The Icy beam slams through my wandless shield, and then into my Telekinesis shield, pushing me backwards. This causes me to get loose from the grass binding me, and I raise my wand, a Magic blast at the ready.
Unfortunately, before I can do that, something else hits my shield, breaking it, and both the new attack, and the Icy beam, hit my right hand. The Icy beam causes my entire right hand, wand to elbow, to freeze completely, while the second attack, Grindelwald's spell hits it right after, blowing it up.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" I scream, from pain, after getting my hand blown up, and losing my wand. I bring out Galadmagol in my left hand, using it to get rid of the Dark Magic permeating my arm.
My hand… my wand…
I feel something break inside me, the feeling of my Wand's death causing my Magic itself to weep. So much pain, and most of it was because pf mt Wand's death.
Something drops down in front of me, and I open my tear filled eyes, to see my shield, which had absorbed the Icy magic of Ikthalon's Boreas Dimension, as well as the dark blue flames of Grindelwald's.
Looking up, I see Grindelwald with his wand pointed towards me, the Killing Curse already cast. It seems that he was not going to taunt a defeated me, the way he did Dumbledore. Figures, I'm not an old friend of his.
No.. I am not going to die here, least of all at Grindelwald's hands. His victory here will mean a loss to not just me, but the entire Wizarding World. The Flamel's aren't young enough to battle him, even if their Magic might be more finessed. Dippet is strong, but I have no doubts that Grindelwald will find a way to defeat him too. He's already around 300 years old, he's not going to be able to handle much.
No, I am not losing this fight.
I immediately spin away, picking the shield with Galadmagol, and throw it into the air. Using Telekinesis, I throw the now spinning shield towards Grindelwald, as the Killing Curse harmlessly hits the ground once again, and then immediately throw another Goblin's Silver dagger at him. Again, I used Telekinesis, ignoring my hurting arm, the missing hand, and my destroyed wand.
The spinning shield goes wide, curving away from Grindelwald, and he ignores it. The dagger, meanwhile, flies straight towards Grindelwald, and once again he catches it in his left hand.
"You think this will work this time, when it obviously didn't the last time?!" Grindelwald yells, as he shoots spell after spell at me, the dagger still in his hand.
I run around, my speed, senses, and agility allowing me to dodge all his spells, and then, it happens.
The dagger in Grindelwald's hand explodes without a warning, sending shrapnel flying into his chest, and his face. His chest covered by the Dragon Hide trench coat is saved, but his face, which was open, isn't safe.
Many pieces of Goblin's Silver hit his face, cutting into his skin, and one even stabs into his eye. Grindelwald looks up, glaring at me as his wounds begin to heal, and then the Shield behind him explodes.
Where the Dagger's explosion is small, barely enough to harm Grindelwald's hand even when he literally held the item, the Shield is.. different. It had abdorbed the Dark Magic Fire spell, the Blue flames of Grindelwald's, as well as the Icy Beam from Ikthalon's dimension.
When it explodes, just as suddenly as the dagger, it not only sends shrapnel flying around, but it also sends all the energy it had stored within itself.
The blastwave sends Grindelwald flying forward, towards me, where I was waiting for him.
"Hngk!" He chokes, the lonely intact eye widening, as I catch him, with my sword in his heart.
The explosion then hits me, and I feel some of my skin burn momentarily, before the Healing Magic of Galadmagol, and my own Healing factor heals it up nicely. My arm is a long way from healing, however, at least a few days, I think. The Magic of the Boreas Dimension is stronger than the Healing Magic of my sword.
Lifting the sword with my left hand, I pull Grindelwald's choking form up, and kick his stomach, sending him crashing backwards, finally defeated.
By now, Grindelwald's wounds had stopped healing, the Basilisk Venom now coursing through his blood. I look down at him, seeing him choke, and say, "I told you, you would pay for all you've done."
Grindelwald coughs out blood, and says, "I… st-ill.. cough.. won."
I frown, wondering where his confidence is coming from. He literally has Basilisk Venom in his blood, and it is killing him. Widening my eyes, I look towards the crowd, and see that the Barrier was still intact.
Grindelwald was still dying, but he was still keeping the barrier raised. What for?
Using telepathy, I try and enter his mind, but still hit barriers. No, he wasn't using the Potion. Grindelwald is an Occlumens, one of the best in the World. He doesn't exactly need Occlumency Potion.
I telepathically ask him, "What do you mean you've won? You literally lost, you're dying, I can smell it."
Grindelwald smiles, as he answers, thinking outside his mind, and says, "My goal was always the betterment of the Wizarding World. I have seen the future, Captain Aves. It never mattered if I had won this fight or not, my goal was always going to be met."
"What goal?" I ask, while once again trying and failing to enter his mind.
Chuckling, Grindelwald says, "An entire world, just for Wizardkind."
Scowling, I raise my sword, to behead him, but then..
BOOOOOOOOOOM!
Grindelwald explodes, sending all his Magic flying outwards. And before I can even try to shield, I'm consumed by the explosion. Something in my trouser pocket explodes thanks to the flames, and I feel myself flying, falling, and hitting the ground.
My head hits something hard, and I lose consciousness, my eyes still blinded from the explosion, while my other senses were similarly helpless.
And then.. nothing.
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A/N: Sorry for the Cliffhanger! I wanted to go on, actually, despite the chapter already being so big. But I'll do it next chapter, continuing from right after the battle.
Thank you for your support! Tata!
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I walk out of the treeline, now out of the Mirror Dimension, and stop, my wand held at my side, and my swords back in the Nowhere. I was wearing my Howling Commandos uniform itself, since I had no other combat uniform for the Wizarding World.
Looking in front of me, I frown, feeling a tiny bit of doubt creep in. Nurmengard stood right there, made of dark black stone and bricks. There was a central tower, over 20 stories tall, surrounded by four other towers just 5 stories tall, all five towers connected by hallways.
The Fortress itself was surrounded by a wall, that by itself was 2 stories tall, while a single wooden gate protected it from intruders. It was also surrounded by mountains, on three sides, which meant the only way through, was through the gates.
And protecting the gate, stood.. a lot of people, at least 3000 in fact, all with their Wands pointed right at me.
Gellert chose one hell of a place to put his Headquarters cum prison.
"Captain Mason Aves! Traitor to Wizardkind! Welcome to Nurmengard, we have been waiting for you!" Someone I don't recognise yells, as he walks a few steps forward.
There was still a distance of at least 100 meters between us, and since none of them was attacking me, I stay my hand.
Looking at him, I try and use Telepathy, finding it impossible. Damn the bloody potion. What's the use of having the most powerful Telepathy on the entire planet, when a single potion can grant my victims immunity.
I glance at the army, my Telepathy failing to get into their minds too, and I say, "Which one of us is trying to break the Statue of Secrecy again? The very statute that protects us Wizards from the muggles?"
Oh? What's this? There were more people inside the Walls, and 5 of them had their Minds completely open to me. I enter one of their minds, and immediately scowl, seeing Grindelwald and Dumbledore talking, their wands already drawn.
Well, I said I'd give him a chance to take Grindelwald down. If he does, good. If he doesn't, I'll be there to save his old arse.
The man in front of me chuckles, bringing my attention back to him, and asks, "And why should we hide from the muggles, Mr Aves? Besides, the Statute doesn't protect us from them, it protects them from our retaliation. How many Wizards have they killed, how many children died because the Aurors didn't get there on time? And what happened then? The muggles just got their memories erased, and were sent to live their lives."
Okay, I admit muggles always draw the bigger stick when it comes to the Statute, and I kinda agree with his words, but no way I'm admitting that.
The Statute has some problems, no doubt there, mainly that it protects Muggles from Wizarding retribution a lot more than it protects young wizards from Muggle attacks. But exposing the entire Wizarding World, and trying to take over the muggle one is not the solution Grindelwald's people think it is.
Grindelwald took an actual, legit problem with the Wizarding World, with the Statute, and used it as a fuel to raise his army. The aim is admirable, but only if it is actually the aim. Grindelwald has his own goals mixed in.
"I don't have time for this." I mumble, and wave my hand, intending on creating a portal to send the entire army to middle of the Pacific ocean.
Unfortunately, the only thing that happens is a few golden sparkles form into the air, and dissipate, with no portal forming. I frown, immediately realising something.
"Your Sorcery won't work here, Mr Aves. Gellert has created a barrier around us all. No apparition, no broom flying, no Portals. The only way to get into Nurmengard, is to walk through the gate. The only way out of here, is to walk backwards. But well, we're not going to let you do that." The Wizard explains, needlessly.
I'd already sensed that as soon as I'd tried opening the portal. This must be one hell of a barrier if it only prevented teleportation and flight, or broom flight I guess. I didn't feel anything that could stop me from flying on my own.
The Wizard then fires a single killing curse at me, that I negligently wave my hand at, to block it with a stone.
Before anyone else can do anything, a cacophony of cracks sound behind me, making me smile as soon as I hear the thoughts of someone familiar, a lot of people in fact. It seems the Barrier doesn't stop anyone from apparating in, either by design, or by a coincidence.
"You're late." I say, turning towards the first person to come towards me.
Alastor Moody grunts, limping towards me from some injury he sustained during this War, and says, "You gave us just one hour, Aves. We needed to get the forces ready. Be glad we're here at all."
And that they were. UK, USA, Japan, China, France, and from all over the world, Aurors had been gathered by the ICW, for the battle that will decide the fate of the Wizarding World.
One by one, hundreds of Aurors, Ministry officials, and volunteers apparate into the forest behind me, and form a line beside me, grouping themselves according to their nations. Seeing Darla's resolute face amongst the British coalition, which were right near me, I smile.
Then there were the Volunteers. I could see Nicholas and Perenell Flamel, together with Madam Lisa Bourgeois, the Headmistress of Beaxbaton's Academy in the French coalition, together with the French Minister.
Headmaster Dippet stood a few people away from me, in the British coalition, while the Durmstrang Headmaster, Viktor Munter, stood with a few of his teachers, a few students, and other Bulgarian volunteers. Damn, even their students came to fight?
Guess Durmstrang feels strongly about this War. Which.. understandable. Grindelwald gives Durmstrang a bad name.
All in all, including the Volunteers, our side numbered a little over 1500 people, while the other side numbered 3000.
"This will do." I mumble, turning my eye over the.. I guess Allied Army. Casting the Sonorous charm on myself, I say, "Gellert Grindelwald is inside Nurmengard, dueling Albus Dumbledore, the only way through is through that gate! There is an Anti-Apparition Ward cast, along with an Anti-Portkey Ward."
What? I'm not giving them a pep-talk, they've probably already had one. This is just so they don't get caught off guard when they try to apparate.
Turning back towards the enemies, I pat Moody on the shoulder, and say, "Don't get killed, Moody."
Snorting, Moody says, "Worry about yourself, kid."
"ATTACK!" the acolyte of Grindelwald yells, pointing his hand towards us.
Immediately, the 3000 people in front of us start running, and we do the same, everyone throwing spells at the opposing army.
I also run, keeping ahead of our army, and wave my hand upwards. Immediately, the Earth underneath the acolyte snaps upwards, throwing him into flying the sky. I throw a piercing hex after him, which hits his heart, digging into it, killing him.
"DON'T FUCKING KILL EVERYONE AVES! TOO MUCH PAPERWORK!" Moody yells, while Dueling 3 people at once.
Scowling, I refrain from pulling my swords out. I didn't want to use up all of my magic, I still had to fight Grindelwald. But it seems I will have to use Magic to fight these morons before I can move on inside.
Leaning back, I let a curse pass by, and glare at the offender. He widens his eyes, and immediately starts running backwards. Lifting a rock from the ground underneath, I throw it at his head, hitting right at the point where his head meets his neck, knocking him out by blunt force.
Time to defeat these weaklings while using only little of my Magic.
"FIENDFYRE!" someone to my extreme right yells, summoning the cursed flames in the middle of a crowd of Asian Aurors.
Fucking idiot!
I immediately run towards the man, not holding my speed back, and swipe my sword, beheading him. Looking up, I see the giant flaming bird, made of Fiendfyre, about to hit the Aurors, who were firing spells at it, to try and snuff it out.
Raising both my arms, I create a Telekinetic shield around the giant flames, stopping them before they can kill the Aurors. And then, suddenly, the flames dissipate, turning into.. water? The sphere of Water, no longer held by my Telekinesis, drops down on the ground, soaking all of the Wizards there save for me and the culprit. My Telekinesis saved me, and I have no idea what saved the culprit.
That was not magical transfiguration, because even my Telekinetic shield was transmuted into water.
I look down, to see a Chinese woman with her hand raised, looking at me in curiosity. I smile, and say, "Thank you, Madam Zhao."
I had it handled, my Telekinesis would have been able to suffocate the flames out within a minute or so. But, whatever she did, the transmutation, it helped immensely.
She nods at me with a smile, and says, "You're welcome Captain Aves."
And then, she turns towards the next enemies, using her hands, with no wand in sight, to send the group flying into the trees, no doubt knocking them out just by hitting them on the trees.
Curious, so she's either not a Witch, or she's preferring not to use her Magic, because I cannot sense a single drop of Magic being used here. A Telekinetic then, pretending to be a Witch?
Madam Ya Zhao, the Chinese Ambassador to the ICW, and a former teacher of Alchemy at Fenghuang, the Chinese school of Wizardry. If she turns out to not actually be a Witch, it'll be the longest con in the history of cons.
Well, whatever. She's on our side, and she actually cares about the Chinese Aurors.
Turning my eye away from the amazingly beautiful woman, who's in her 80s, but still looks 25, I go back into War. I've seen weirder things, to be honest.
It barely takes us 5 minutes to breach the Gate of Nurmengard. We had lesser numbers, for sure, but we also had better people. Nicholas and Perenell stayed at the back, casting shields to help anyone that they thought needed it.
The three Headmasters of the European schools, together with their nation's coalitions had taken on dozens of people at a time, and I had used my Telekinesis to knock people out by hitting their heads.. hard. There were still people fighting outside, but the gate was wide open for us, most of Grindelwald's people now unconscious or dead.
Through the gate, we could now see Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald dueling in front of us, a barrier separating them from the outside world. Guess Grindelwald wanted to put on a show.
We walk inside, a few Aurors in front of me, with their wands ready to attack the barrier to kill Grindelwald. The time for his arrest was long gone, and even the ICW had unanimously decided that Grindelwald needed to die.
But, as soon as I walk through the gate, I raise my wand, casting the strongest Protego Maxima I can, while supporting it with my Telekinesis.
An intense beam of white light is emitted from inside the Nurmengard grounds, immediately killing the 6 Wizards that had gone on ahead, overconfident, by way of disintegrating them. The beam hits my shield, and stops, my shield strong enough to protect me and those behind me.
Feeling a hand pat my shoulder, I turn back to see Headmaster Dippet. He says, "Go and save Albus, my boy. We will deal with the nuisances."
I nod, and drop the shield. Waving my hand, I telekinetically throw the 15 Wizards that had attacked us with a single spell cast together, towards the left side, and see the three Headmasters, Alastor Moody, Madam Crickerly, and Darla run towards them, choosing their targets.
'Be careful, Darla. They're Grindelwald's acolytes, he definitely taught them some tricks.' I telepathically tell Darla, and turn towards the barrier, not waiting for an answer.
Perenell Flamel had come in behind us, and was currently busy healing the 5 prisoners, German officials, whose heads I had hijacked to keep an eye on Grindelwald and Dumbledore's battle, and Madam Zhao followed soon after, curiously enough, hanging back.
The Barrier was impressive, definitely one of the strongest I have seen. It was transparent, with a bit of a yellow tint to it, and every spell that hit it was absorbed by the barrier to increase its strength. Even Pure Magic blasts were absorbed, which tells me that attacking the Barrier with conventional Ward breaking spells is bound to be idiotic.
Slowly, I touch my hand to the Barrier, and close my eyes to get a feel for it. Okay, definitely idiotic to attack it with any spell. The barrier also went underground, and created a sphere around Grindelwald and Dumbledore, meaning I can't even dig my way through.
And Portals are still not an option, neither is apparition. I've tried.
Removing my swords from the Nowhere, I stab them both towards the Barrier, hoping the inherently magical properties, or even the Magic absorbing properties of the Swords breaks the Barrier down.
Good news, my Swords do stab through the barrier. Bad news, the Barrier is still intact, with no damage to either the swords, or the barrier. I pull them out, and send them back to Nowhere, scowling when I see the holes in the Barrier get repaired almost immediately.
So my swords can stab through, but they can't break the Barrier completely. I guess I need to weaken the Barrier first.
Taking a Basilisk fang out of the Nowhere, I hold it above my hand, and Telekinetically shoot it forward, stabbing it into the Barrier. Immediately, the Barrier becomes opaque, the Venom within the fang attacking it.
Good, Basilisk Venom works, but this is not nearly enough.
Still looking at the fang buried into the barrier, I wave my hand, throwing a stone in the way of a stray spell, that was about to hit Moody.
"Thanks Aves!" Moody yells, as he defeats one of the Wizards he was fighting, by breaking his leg and stunning him.
I bring a few more fangs out, and use Telekinesis to stab them in 4 other points. One right at the top of the spherical barrier, one behind Grindelwald, one to my right, and one to my left, making it a total of 5 fangs stabbing into the Barrier.
The opaque yellow barrier turns brown at the point where I had stabbed the fangs, and the venom keeps spreading, weakening the Barrier.
Suddenly, the sounds of battle coming from the inside stop, making me frown. I couldn't see inside, but just by the scents and sound, I could tell that Dumbledore had lost the fight, and Grindelwald was now taunting him.
I had expected Grindelwald to win, to be honest. He had too many changes in his life to not win. Sorcery, exposure to mutations, the sheer fact that everything about Marvel exists. I didn't, however, think, that he would win this early.
The Barrier was about 30% brown now, the Venom moving uncharacteristically slowly.
I need to know what kind of Barrier Grindelwald put up, because damn! This shit is impressive. I have to say, Grindelwald might be the current Dark Lord, but this is.. wow!
A Barrier that prevents anyone from teleporting in, or out, by any method, stop any spell from breaching, even the Killing Curse, and absorb the magic of the spells to strengthen it? And another Barrier that prevents teleportation of any kind, but only when it is directed outwards?
At about 80%, Grindelwald's heartbeat increases, as his right hand raises above. I smell the stench of wood burning a little, as Grindelwald prepares to cast a curse.
"Fuck!" I whisper, recognising the Curse just by the stench of death, and point my hand towards where I could smell Dumbledore. Telekinetically, I pull him backwards, not minding about being gentle, saving him from the killing curse.
90%.
Taking my sword out, I stab it once more into the Barrier, only this time, into the brown, corrupted part of it. The barrier starts glowing as it fights off the corruption of the Venom, as well as my Durmagol, and then, with a loud crack, it shatters into a million pieces.
The Basilisk fangs, which had been stabbed into the barrier, start falling from their positions, and I summon them towards myself, before they can even touch the ground. I then send them to Nowhere, since I don't want anyone to find them, and link Tom Riddle's death with me.
As Dumbledore and Grindelwald stare at the shattered pieces of the Barrier dissipating into thin air, I say, "You're not fucking dying yet, Dumbledore. You are not going to leave your mess in someone else's hands, uncleaned."
Albus chuckles, still laying down on the ground a few meters away from me, and says, "I wouldn't dream of it, Captain Aves."
As Dumbledore begins observing the other fights happening behind us, Grindelwald stares at me, a smile on his face, and says, "There he is, the last piece of the Puzzle! Captain Avalon, the Knight of the Realm! I've been waiting for you, Captain Aves."
Holding my wand to my side, I glare at him, and ask, "You didn't have to wait, Grindelwald. Death would have come to you soon enough."
This guy killed my entire family, save for my mother, tried to have Victor and James kidnapped, actually had me captured, caused the death of Tim, gave a dangerous Summoning Ritual to muggles, caused the death of 3 innocent Wizards for the sake of that Ritual, killed thousands of innocent people, including children, and he's still claiming to be the Savior of the Wizarding World.
The amount of anger I have towards him can only be dwarfed by the number of crimes he's committed.
Smirking, Grindelwald waves his hand, as another barrier starts forming around us. I immediately slap my hand towards Dumbledore, sending him Telekinetically flying towards Perenell Flamel, before the barrier completely forms.
I might not like the guy, but Dumbledore is a good teacher, and he doesn't deserve to die. And Grindelwald, evil bastard that he is, will definitely use Dumbledore as an innocent bystander during superhero fights.
As the barrier completely forms, Grindelwald clicks his tongue, and says, "Pity, I wanted to deal with you two together."
That.. wasn't magic either, just like the grass control. Another mutation? I mean, I know he was supposed to have at least 3 mutations, but still.
"Just how many Mutants have you sucked dry, Grindelwald?" I ask, feeling disgusted.
I might have stolen mutations too, but I did it by copying the gifts, not by.. actually stealing them. Victor's mutation I took by Magically merging his X-Gene with mine. James(the Language mutant) and Essex's Telekinesis I took by just being in their heads while they used said mutations.
Grindelwald, however, literally absorbed the life force of Mutants, and probably even other Wizards. I had seen the Ritual before, and there's no way in hell I'd ever do something like that. Completely absorbing someone? Hell no.
"Noticed that, have you?" Waving his hand, he creates another barrier in front of him, which forms in the shape if a circle, very slowly. He says, "This was a surprising find, since I didn't See it coming even after my.. Sight enhancement."
Right, he absorbed either a mutant with Precognition, or he absorbed another Seer Wizard.
"Found him in an orphanage in the US of A, right when I was about to destroy it, about 3 years ago. His barriers were strong, impossible to breach, well, almost impossible as you've proven, and they even stopped me from capturing him. But, as you can see, the barriers are very slow to form, and have almost zero application in combat. He had to get tired soon enough, and he did, 3 days later, amazingly enough. And well, you know the rest, it is your family's Ritual that I used, after all." Grindelwald says, making sure to speak as loud as possible.
The fights were stopping now, and a crowd was gathering outside the barrier, to look at us talk. Some were trying to take the barrier down, but obviously, these barriers are almost impossible to break, and they don't have Basilisk Venom to help them.
Funnily enough, the three people who should be able to break the barrier were staying still, not even trying.
I ask, "The same family you massacred in 1896?"
"They were in my way." Grindelwald simply says, shrugging.
Scowling at him, I ask, "Was my Uncle Samuel's three year old daughter, Rosie in your way? What about my mother's older sister, twelve year old Agatha? Were they in your way?"
Grindelwald waves his hand, and says, "They would have come after me, just like you now did. It would have been.. annoying."
Okay, time for talks is over. I might not have known my family, I might not like them even, by association of my squib hating grandpa, but I doubt my mother's sister, and their brother's daughter deserved to die. And he just said that he killed them just because they might prove an annoyance later, if left alive.
Waving my wand, I start the attack, by sending a Reducto at him. With his own wand, the Elder Wand, Grindelwald shields, and immediately fires the blood boiling curse at me.
I snap my wand, firing the Blood Freezing hex at the approaching curse, the two extreme curses cancelling each other out, and return fire with the Bone crushing curse.
He shields from it, and immediately fires another curse at me, one I didn't know of. Pointing my wand downwards, I transfigure the ground into wood, and raise it in the path of the curse. The curse hits, causing the wood to rot, and release corrosive fumes.
Waving my wand, I send the wooden trunk flying at Grindelwald, who destroys it with a reducto. He fires curse after curse at me, all of which I dispell using their counter curses.
Bone Breaking Curse gets the Bone Mending Charm at it. Blood Boiling gets Blood Freezing, and vice versa. Flesh Rotting curse gets a rock sent at it, to stop it from hitting me.
But then, he starts using other curses, curses which I have no knowledge of. I bring obstacles in all their paths, not wanting to see if my shields will hold.
Dodging the last curse, which hits the ground and causes it to light up with a lightning blast, I send my own Lightning bolt at him.
Grindelwald dodges it, by just walking to the left, and then shoots a focused beam of pure magic towards me. Straightening my posture, I point my wand at him, and copy him, shooting pure magic out of my own wand.
Just like I had seen happen with Dumbledore, the two beams of pure magic meet in the middle, sending a wave from their collision, and form into an orb in between. Winds start blowing wildly, as the orb sends out excess Magic in the form of Lightning, fire, and wind in all directions.
I take a step forward, my magic pushing the orb towards Grindelwald, and he does the same, keeping the orb in the middle. But then, he suddenly breaks the connection, sending both our Magic into the barrier above, as he sends a giant rock flying at me with the wave of his hand.
Taking Durmagol out of the Nowhere, in my left hand, I slash it at the stone, breaking it immediately, sending the two pieces flying backwards. My wand pointed backwards, I transfigure the two pieces of the rock into two tigers, made of actual flesh and bones, and send them running towards Grindelwald.
All that happens within a half second, as I point my wand at Grindelwald once again, and immediately cast a shield spell to defend myself from his dark blue flames. My tigers reach him, and one of them slashes at his face, while the other tries to bite into him.
Grindelwald waves his hand, conjuring his flames once again all around him, and uses them to burn the tigers away. Taking aim, I cast the Flame throwing spell, a higher level incendiary charm, which causes my wand to act like a Flame thrower, shooting red hot flames out of the tip.
The fire shoots out of my wand at speeds higher than my own running speed, and hit Grindelwald while he's busy dealing with the tigers. I don't let my guard down, however, since this is Grindelwald I'm fighting.
"Is it over?" I hear someone ask from behind the barrier, as I keep the spell going.
The fact that the Barrier is still standing should clue you in, you twat.
From the still shooting flames, I see movement, and the flames spread apart, as if Moses himself had brought out his staff. Standing unharmed, between the two beams of flame, was a smirking Grindelwald, completely unharmed.
The flames then start getting sucked towards him, towards his hands, and I cancel the spell. As if his left hand was a black hole, the flames keep getting sucked, spinning around him, until finally, Grindelwald raises his hand, an orb of extremely dense flames floating above it.
He then points the hand at me, immediately shooting the orb of flames towards me at very high speeds.
Even if I didn't have a Masters in Physics, I would have realised by virtue of common sense, that the condensed flames are volatile, and they will want to explode.
Sending my wand to the Nowhere, I clap my hands together, and separate them, causing my hands to glow from the channeling of the Universal Magic. Pointing my right hand towards the speeding orb, which was approaching me, fast, I cover it with my Magic, and then with the other hand, slap the covered orb up into the air.
BOOOOOOM!
The orb of condensed flames explode about 100 meters above us, with the force of a few grenades tied together, sending heat wave after heat wave down. The flash of light was enough to blind most people watching the fight, but Grindelwald and I had taken precautions, and we get right back into the fight.
He twirls his wand over his left palm, and summons the dark blue flames, that dance around his arm. And then, he sends those flames flying at me, using his arm to direct the flames.
Raising my arms, I summon the gateway to the Mirror Dimension in front of my, stopping the flames before they can hit me. But, suddenly, the gateway vanishes, and the flames fly towards me once again.
Shit! The Barrier! It's stopping Mirror Dimension opening too?
I jump to the left, but not unharmed, seeing a burn on my leg that was healing, albeit very slowly. A ring on my left hand glows, as a circular shield, similar to one that Steve used, appears in my left hand. The flames hit the Goblin's Silver shield, and immediately start getting sucked in, the enchantments on it helping a lot.
I had Enchanted this new shield to absorb any, and all forms of pure energy, since I wanted it to be similar to Vibranium. It is a good thing that Goblin's Silver is inherently good at that stuff, the Enchantments just speed the process up.
It won't work against the more volatile curses, like the Unforgivables, but against flames? Yeah, this helps. Doesn't matter what kind of flames, fire is fire.
I had also sensed no Magic from Grindelwald during this feat, save for him conjuring those blue flames, which means this was another Mutation of his. How many has it been now? Chlorokinesis, Barrier Creation, possibly Precognition, and now Pyrokinesis.
I place the shield in the Nowhere, not using its other Enchantment yet, and push both hands towards Grindelwald, who was preparing to cast another spell. From my hands, no wand in sight, two beams of Magic erupt, shooting towards Grindelwald while spinning to wound together as they go.
Grindelwald frowns, and shoots a single beam of Magic at the entwined magic, from his Wand. This time, I use my right hand to push the volatile orb forming in the middle upwards, and using my left hand, throw a Basilisk Venom absorbed Goblin Silver dagger at him, using my Telekinesis to speed it up.
Grindelwald is forced to point his own wand upwards, the orb moving both our hands there, and looks up. But, right before my dagger can hit him, he catches it in his left hand, without even looking.
His hand bursts into blue flames, and my dagger melts, turning into useless sludge that falls down on the ground.
I momentarily stop, wondering how the fuck he saw the invisible, supersonic dagger coming, and how the fuck did he catch it?
"You know, you're better than I had thought you would be. In all the fights that I had seen happen between us, before you went and messed with my Sight, never did you last this long, nor did you ever force me to use so many of my.. Gifts." Grindelwald says, as he dusts his hands together, the Elder Wand floating right there in front of him.
Scowling, I ask, "Your Sight isn't completely useless, even after my precautions, it seems. You still saw the dagger coming."
Grindelwald smirks, and says, "Well, it gives me a.. warning. You might have prevented me from Seeing you, but my death? You cannot stop me from seeing that, from preventing it even."
So I was right, his Precognition gives him a bloody Spider-Sense, or danger sense, to be exact. Magic could help him catch the dagger then, no doubt. But.. can he actually see his death coming, see his moves happening in the future, or does he just get a warning like, 'Watch out!'
One way to find out.
'Ventus,' I think, my hands pointed downwards. Immediately, a harsh wind blows inside the barrier, sending sand and dust flying towards Grindelwald.
He raises his arm to protect his eyes, but gets some sand in them anyway. His eyes closed, I shoot a tickling hex at him, and see it hit his face, immediately causing him to laugh a little before he dispells it.
I smirk, triumphant. Now I have you, Gellert Grindelwald.
Gellert has by now cleared his eyes, and glares at me, not at all amused. Stomping my leg on the ground, I cause a rock as tall and wide as I am tall to fly up and stop in front of me. Slapping it with all my strength, I use Telekinesis to send it flying towards Grindelwald.
Immediately after, I point both my hands at him, and cast 'Fulgur Flumen!' silently, sending multiple bolts of lightning flying out of my hands.
Grindelwald waves his wand, blowing the rock up into tiny dust, but widens his eyes seeing the lightning spell right behind him. He then does something that surprises me, even after everything I've already seen him do today.
Grindelwald apparates, disappearing from his location and immediately appearing a few meters to the right, letting the lightning slam into the ground.
He doesn't just apparate, though, I've seen this type of Apparition many times before, but never by a Wizard.
I seethe, my anger beyond any measure. Glaring at Grindelwald, I hiss out, "An Elf? You absorbed an Elf?"
Even if I had whispered it, my sound is carried all over the fortress, thanks to the absolute silence from the spectators.
"Oh, Gellert." I hear Dumbledore whisper, regret and disgust clouding his words.
Grindelwald dusts his trench coat, and says, "I had foreseen something like this happening, and Wizarding Magic, as superior it is to an Elf's, is very.. limited. There are no Wards that can stop an Elf from getting to its Master, and me.. I am my own Master."
He absorbed an Elf, the little creatures that try very hard to help Wizards, that never try to attack Wizards, ever. The most innocent sentient Magical creatures on the planet, and Grindelwald absorbed one just to gain their Apparition?
"AAAAARGHHH!" I yell, expelling pure destruction out of my hands in the form of a white light.
The white light speeds towards Grindelwald, disintegrating the ground and grass that it touches, and slams into.. something.
"SCREEEEEEE!" A loud, high pitched voice yells, its voice filled with pain. Through my white light, I see a piece of black cloth raising itself in front of the beam of destructive magic, with Gellert safe behind it.
A Lethifold?
My non-spell is too destructive for even the immortal Lethifold to handle, and within a single second of getting hit, it explodes, sending black pieces of itself flying everywhere. Unfortunately, that also causes my spell to stop, as I drop my hands, a bit tired.
Grindelwald smirks at me, and says, "You know, this is the first time I've seen a Lethifold die. Makes me glad I didn't bring them out before."
Them?
And then, Grindelwald waves his hand, a Sling Ring held in his fingers, creating a portal, as he yells, "APERIO BOREAS!"
Fucking Sorcery too? I mean, I expected it, having seen a Sling Ring in his hands during our last encounter, but still. I did not expect that Grindelwald would have made a pact with a Demon.
As the portal opens, no doubt his barrier allowing him to do all the stuff no one is supposed to, I immediately shield my eyes, taking a few steps back, shivering. So cold! The coldness of the other side of the portal was causing my teeth to almost start chattering.
The portal was near Grindelwald, which means it was at least 20 meters away from me, and yet, I could feel the extreme coldness chilling my bones.
"COME TO ME, MY CHILDREN! FROM THE ICY REALM OF IKTHALON, COME!" I hear Grindelwald yell, as something- no, multiple somethings start flying out of the portal.
Lethifolds, and Ikthalon, individually- bad news. Lethifolds powered by the Magic of Ikthalon's dimension? Infinitely worse news.
Taking my sword out, I cut the first approaching Lethifold, my enchanted sword having no troubles with killing the supposedly unkillable demon. But then, it suddenly explodes with cold energy expulsion, sending me flying back with chills.
"Everyone! Keep trying to bring the barrier down! We cannot let Captain Avalon die!" Someone yells, as spells start hitting the shield.
Grindelwald closes his eyes, and I see something that sends a chill down my spine, not related to the Ice Magic enhanced Lethifolds, or the still open portal to the Boreas Dimension. Grindelwald was actually absorbing Magic that hit the spells, to become stronger.
I've tried it before, and I know how difficult it is to absorb someone else's Magic. Each and every attempt of mine had failed, with not a single drop of Magic being absorbed. And Grindelwald's barrier somehow allowed him to do that.
"NOOO! STOP! DON'T TRY AND FORCE THE BARRIER DOWN, YOU'RE JUST MAKING IT WORSE!" I yell, casting a Sonorous charm for a moment.
Immediately, the spells stop being hit, and Grindelwald chuckles, the Lethifold army floating above his head. He says, "You are no fun, Captain."
Scowling, all his crimes still not forgotten, I clap my hands together, and yell, "SHACKLES OF BINDING!"
Just like when I had fought the tentacle demon, my hands glow white, and then two beams of Magic start flying towards Grindelwald and the Lethifolds. The two beams then start splitting up, from two to four to eight to sixteen, and so on, and each beam, each.. shackle, latches on to the Icy Lethifolds, covering them with white Magic of the Universe, freezing them in their place.
Grindelwald, however, has managed to save himself using his Wand. Seeing him try to rescue his Lethifolds, I take a deep breath, and blow the air out. A dark red stream of flames exits my mouth, forming into an Eagle made of flames.
Fiendfyre.
The flaming eagle sees the Lethifolds, and immediately flies towards them, tearing through their magic resistant hide and eats them all. One by one, my Fiendfyre eagle eats all the Lethifolds, becoming larger and larger with each Lethifold eaten. And then, as soon as the last Lethifold dies, it starts flying towards me, to attack me.
I see Grindelwald with his arm raised, and realise that he's taken control over the flames. He obviously couldn't do it before, because Fiendfyre had a mission first, destroy the Lethifolds. Now that it doesn't, it can easily be taken over by any Pyrokinetic.
I point my left palm at the approaching eagle, and cast the Runic spell to absorb My magic. As soon as the Eagle hits my left palm, it starts getting sucked back into me. And then, I take my wand out of the Nowhere once again, and fire a Magic bolt towards Grindelwald, with him doing the same.
My left hand, meanwhile, is pointed towards the Portal, casting Runes around the circular portal to close it.
Our Magic still fighting for dominance, not one of us giving in, the Runic circle forms around the Portal, and I activate it. The portal begins closing, but right before it does, an intense blue beam of cold magic shoots out of the portal, flying towards me.
I widen my eyes, as the Blue beam shoots over the head of Grindelwald, flying towards me, and judging by his smirk, he had planned it. I cannot stop the blue beam without my wand, or without both my hands. It is too dense, too strong, since it's literally the Magic of a Demon's dimension.
And I cannot ignore Grindelwald to focus on the beam, because he will kill me if I move my focus away from him.
Well, I have one option.
Taking my shield from my back with my left hand, I throw it towards the incoming beam. The beam hits the shield, and starts getting absorbed into it. Once more, I shift my hands to force the Orb of battling Magics upwards, towards the Shield.
The Orb explodes right underneath my shield, sending it flying up into the Barrier, as the Icy beam once more flies towards me. I raise my right hand, a shield at the tip of my tongue, but something grabs on to my arm, stopping my wand in front of my stomach.
I look down, to see tall grass strand grabbing my hand, and my wand, pulling it to point it towards the ground.
The shock of it causes me to cast a Shield just wandlessly, which is nowhere near strong enough to protect me completely, and I know that. I focus on my Telekinesis, and create a forcefield right inside the Shield spell.
The Icy beam slams through my wandless shield, and then into my Telekinesis shield, pushing me backwards. This causes me to get loose from the grass binding me, and I raise my wand, a Magic blast at the ready.
Unfortunately, before I can do that, something else hits my shield, breaking it, and both the new attack, and the Icy beam, hit my right hand. The Icy beam causes my entire right hand, wand to elbow, to freeze completely, while the second attack, Grindelwald's spell hits it right after, blowing it up.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" I scream, from pain, after getting my hand blown up, and losing my wand. I bring out Galadmagol in my left hand, using it to get rid of the Dark Magic permeating my arm.
My hand… my wand…
I feel something break inside me, the feeling of my Wand's death causing my Magic itself to weep. So much pain, and most of it was because pf mt Wand's death.
Something drops down in front of me, and I open my tear filled eyes, to see my shield, which had absorbed the Icy magic of Ikthalon's Boreas Dimension, as well as the dark blue flames of Grindelwald's.
Looking up, I see Grindelwald with his wand pointed towards me, the Killing Curse already cast. It seems that he was not going to taunt a defeated me, the way he did Dumbledore. Figures, I'm not an old friend of his.
No.. I am not going to die here, least of all at Grindelwald's hands. His victory here will mean a loss to not just me, but the entire Wizarding World. The Flamel's aren't young enough to battle him, even if their Magic might be more finessed. Dippet is strong, but I have no doubts that Grindelwald will find a way to defeat him too. He's already around 300 years old, he's not going to be able to handle much.
No, I am not losing this fight.
I immediately spin away, picking the shield with Galadmagol, and throw it into the air. Using Telekinesis, I throw the now spinning shield towards Grindelwald, as the Killing Curse harmlessly hits the ground once again, and then immediately throw another Goblin's Silver dagger at him. Again, I used Telekinesis, ignoring my hurting arm, the missing hand, and my destroyed wand.
The spinning shield goes wide, curving away from Grindelwald, and he ignores it. The dagger, meanwhile, flies straight towards Grindelwald, and once again he catches it in his left hand.
"You think this will work this time, when it obviously didn't the last time?!" Grindelwald yells, as he shoots spell after spell at me, the dagger still in his hand.
I run around, my speed, senses, and agility allowing me to dodge all his spells, and then, it happens.
The dagger in Grindelwald's hand explodes without a warning, sending shrapnel flying into his chest, and his face. His chest covered by the Dragon Hide trench coat is saved, but his face, which was open, isn't safe.
Many pieces of Goblin's Silver hit his face, cutting into his skin, and one even stabs into his eye. Grindelwald looks up, glaring at me as his wounds begin to heal, and then the Shield behind him explodes.
Where the Dagger's explosion is small, barely enough to harm Grindelwald's hand even when he literally held the item, the Shield is.. different. It had abdorbed the Dark Magic Fire spell, the Blue flames of Grindelwald's, as well as the Icy Beam from Ikthalon's dimension.
When it explodes, just as suddenly as the dagger, it not only sends shrapnel flying around, but it also sends all the energy it had stored within itself.
The blastwave sends Grindelwald flying forward, towards me, where I was waiting for him.
"Hngk!" He chokes, the lonely intact eye widening, as I catch him, with my sword in his heart.
The explosion then hits me, and I feel some of my skin burn momentarily, before the Healing Magic of Galadmagol, and my own Healing factor heals it up nicely. My arm is a long way from healing, however, at least a few days, I think. The Magic of the Boreas Dimension is stronger than the Healing Magic of my sword.
Lifting the sword with my left hand, I pull Grindelwald's choking form up, and kick his stomach, sending him crashing backwards, finally defeated.
By now, Grindelwald's wounds had stopped healing, the Basilisk Venom now coursing through his blood. I look down at him, seeing him choke, and say, "I told you, you would pay for all you've done."
Grindelwald coughs out blood, and says, "I… st-ill.. cough.. won."
I frown, wondering where his confidence is coming from. He literally has Basilisk Venom in his blood, and it is killing him. Widening my eyes, I look towards the crowd, and see that the Barrier was still intact.
Grindelwald was still dying, but he was still keeping the barrier raised. What for?
Using telepathy, I try and enter his mind, but still hit barriers. No, he wasn't using the Potion. Grindelwald is an Occlumens, one of the best in the World. He doesn't exactly need Occlumency Potion.
I telepathically ask him, "What do you mean you've won? You literally lost, you're dying, I can smell it."
Grindelwald smiles, as he answers, thinking outside his mind, and says, "My goal was always the betterment of the Wizarding World. I have seen the future, Captain Aves. It never mattered if I had won this fight or not, my goal was always going to be met."
"What goal?" I ask, while once again trying and failing to enter his mind.
Chuckling, Grindelwald says, "An entire world, just for Wizardkind."
Scowling, I raise my sword, to behead him, but then..
BOOOOOOOOOOM!
Grindelwald explodes, sending all his Magic flying outwards. And before I can even try to shield, I'm consumed by the explosion. Something in my trouser pocket explodes thanks to the flames, and I feel myself flying, falling, and hitting the ground.
My head hits something hard, and I lose consciousness, my eyes still blinded from the explosion, while my other senses were similarly helpless.
And then.. nothing.
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A/N: Sorry for the Cliffhanger! I wanted to go on, actually, despite the chapter already being so big. But I'll do it next chapter, continuing from right after the battle.
Thank you for your support! Tata!
So did Grindelwalds final fuck you make it so no one could become the master of the elder wand on his death?
- Pronouns
- He/Him/His
You'll see in the next chapter, or the one after that. I'm having some trouble remembering exactly which lol.
- Location
- Planet Earth
Really feel like you played Grindelwald up to an ungodly extreme.
Hope that the MC can do SOMETHING to secure his family secrets now. A Fidelius charm, something to remove the knowledge of it from everyone else.
Not sure what the MC plans to do now that Grindelwald is dead, but I REALLY hope he gets on top of the non-magical issues. The non-magical government and its attempts at controlling magicals, their issues with him, the nonsense of him now being a deserter, etc...
Hope that the MC can do SOMETHING to secure his family secrets now. A Fidelius charm, something to remove the knowledge of it from everyone else.
Not sure what the MC plans to do now that Grindelwald is dead, but I REALLY hope he gets on top of the non-magical issues. The non-magical government and its attempts at controlling magicals, their issues with him, the nonsense of him now being a deserter, etc...
- Location
- USA
Hmm....did he find a habitable world in space that Wizardkind can live on?
It'd be fairly easy in the MCU. Thousands of empty planets that are Human-habitable. Just look at the Guardians of the Galaxy movies!
I think he may have at least some type of curse or disease that kills anyone who doesn't possess magic?
- Location
- Israel
IF it's this, oh my god I fucking hate this so much, it's bad enough with the shit marvel has with the "everyone hates mutants because of a psychic bacteria" thing, which btw I sincerely hope isn't a thing in this universe.
I am holding my hope that Gellert did a translocation spell on all the people present, maybe he even did it so it drags any with blood relation to those present? This is honestly the least grimderp thing I can think of considering what happened and his motivations. But then why did he plan to kill dumbledore? After the translocation it would have made it pointless if he's alive or dead.
edit: this is of course assuming my best case scenario is the case.
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- Location
- Africa
nope , this isn't Fudge's comedically corrupt and stupid ministry plus he is now both a national hero and incredibly famous so no amount of bribe money is going to convince an official to give such a politically suicidal order
53. The Next Adventure
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- He/Him/His
A/N: Pat-reon: HelloDarkness07.
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Albus Dumbledore was conflicted. He had wanted to bring the Dark Lord, Gellert Grindelwald down, to arrest him and isolate him for the rest of his imprisoned life. He wanted to keep Gellert alive, to make him face the consequences of his actions.
The battle between Gellert and young Mason Aves was.. amazing, and even he was impressed with how fast Mason could cast spells. Grindelwald is a dangerous wizard, he personally knew that, he had experienced it. Despite trying really hard, despite giving more than 100% of his efforts, he still lost to Gellert.
And Mason still kept up with Gellert, his Magic strong enough to contend with the Elder Wand even, and his reflexes fast enough to cast counters immediately after the curse is cast. But then Gellert began bringing more tricks out, more.. Gifts.
Gellert had used the Vinculum Sanguinis Ritual to not just abdorb Wizards, but also some other people.
Mutants, Mason called them. And each.. Mutant, had some extra gift, power. Controlling plants, creating impenetrable barriers, immunity to flames, and control over all flames. But that wasn't enough for Gellert, no, even when at least one of them was an actual child. He had to absorb a House Elf too.
For a person that was hell-bent on proving Wizard superiority, Gellert sure did abdorb a lot of Non-Wizards.
Then, Gellert had to reveal something even more disgusting, a Pact with a Demon, someone named Ikthalon. Albus didn't know who this Ikthalon was, but the small portal opening was enough to make Albus feel, that Ikthalon was a dangerous being.
Even still, through all the odds, Mason still won, using trickery to defeat Gellert.
He, Albus, had realised what had happened. Mason had taken advantage of a drawback or Gellert's Sight.
Gellert's Sight couldn't show him Mason's fate, Mason's future, thanks to something Mason had done sometime before. But he could still See threats to his life, See dangers.
And Mason took advantage of that, hiding actual danger behind illusions of desperation. Gellert SAW danger incoming, and saw the dagger approaching. Believing it to be the danger, he caught it. But the explosion came out of nowhere, and even Albus doubted that Mason planned it exactly.
He had seen Gellert try to use the Blue flames of his to melt the Dagger, just like he had done once before, and the dagger exploded, without a single second of warning.
The second explosion came just as suddenly, and then.. Gellert was stabbed in his chest, defeated. Mason had won, although not completely intact. He had lost his Wand in the fight, and he had also lost his entire right forearm.
Albus had expected the Barrier to go down, when he had seen Gellert choking on his own blood, something within the Goblin's Silver dagger poisoning him. But when it didn't, he stood up. He was about to barge in, to break the Barrier through Blood Magic if necessary, when the third explosion happened. Only this time, it was Gellert himself that exploded.
Gellert Grindelwald… was dead.
He had absorbed multiple Wizards within himself, through his own confession, and at least 4 of these.. Mutants. If that wasn't enough, Gellert had also absorbed a House Elf, and Albus Dumbledore knew how strong the little creatures are, how strong their Magic is.
So, it was no surprise to him, that Gellert's Magic, upon exploding, caused the biggest explosion seen in the history of Wizard kind. The Barrier that he had erected to stop the ICW Wizards from interfering, was the only thing that protected the same Wizards from the Massive explosion.
Unfortunately.. and Albus was actually sad about it.. there was no saving Mason Aves, who was right at the epicenter of the Explosion.
He did not like Mason Aves, did not agree with many of his actions. He was opposed to Mason graduating early, and he was opposed to Mason going to Muggle War. Alas, he was just a Professor, with barely any decision making power.
And Mason had gone to War, thrived there even. He did get captured once, got experimented on by the Hydra, the same ones who developed almost Magical weapons, and it.. changed him, made him stronger, granting him a measure of Self healing without need of spells.
Not many people knew that, but it wouldn't have stayed a secret for a long time anyway. Even muggles knew that fact, despite the Ministry's best efforts at keeping it a secret.
And now, the same small child that he had once introduced to the Wizarding World, had won them two Wars, one in the Muggle world, and another in the Wizarding one. Mason Lucas Aves, was dead.
As Albus regains sight in his eyes, having been blinded and deafened by the explosion, he sees the Wizards panicking, running around everywhere like headless chicken. The Barrier was no longer there, probably because of Gellert's death, or because of the explosion.
And where Gellert Grindelwald once laid, with Mason Aves standing over him, now existed just a giant crater, over 100 meters deep, with only the Barrier protecting the ground outside. Even a large chunk of the Nurmengard fortress was missing, having been inside the Barrier.
And as expected, Mason Aves was nowhere to be seen, causing tears to leak out of Albus's eyes, involuntarily.
'If only I had taken Gellert down before he could do all this, then young Mason wouldn't have died.' Albus thinks to himself, feeling sad for him, for his friends.
Albus puts a finger in his ears, to stop them from ringing, and shakes his head a few times. As sounds start returning, he realises that he was very lucky. Almost everyone there were bleeding from their ears, their eyes red.
'It seems, even close to death, you still wanted to protect me, old friend. If only you hadn't done all this, we could have been happily living together.' Albus thinks, as he limps towards the Flamels.
He had lived with them for half a decade, when he was apprenticed under Nicholas. And Perenell had healed all his injuries, before everyone had just decided to spectate on his student fight his one time lover.
"It's over." He whispers, as he sits down next to Perenell, who was looking at the crater with sadness in her eyes.
He could understand that, he knew Mason had met them a couple times, but he didn't know when, or how.
"He's gone?" Perenell asks, whispering the question.
"MASON?! MASON?! WHERE ARE YOU?!" The familiar voice of Auror Darla White, one of the best Aurors in the force, despite being a Muggleborn, sounds all over Nurmengard.
Albus sighs, feeling sad for the girl. They were best friends, despite being in different houses, and Albus had always admired that about Mason. He says, "Mason was standing right next to Gellert when he exploded, there is no coming back from that."
Perenell sighs, and starts standing up. He knew she was sad, but the Flamels were old. Too old. Tears probably no longer even came to them thanks to the many friends they have already seen die.
Perenell says, "Be a dear, Albus, and help me down. We better get the girl before she does something rash."
Albus nods, and holds on to Perenell, as they start climbing their way down the steep slope. But then, suddenly, they stop, seeing something floating in the air, above the crater.
Sparks glow, as they start spinning. Albus smiles, seeing the familiar Magic of Sorcery Portals forming into the air. And when it opens, someone drops down from it, towards the crater's bottom.
Albus smiles, seeing the familiar figure of Mason Aves falling through the portal, as the portal closes. But then, instead of falling down legs first, Mason does so on his back, crashing harshly on to the ground.
He's unconscious before he even hits the ground, and his Auror friend is the first one to run towards him. Perenell gets out of Albus's hands, and immediately apparates towards the body, a wave of her hands sending all the approaching crowd flying away, save for Darla White, who looks at her with hesitation.
Perenell barely glances at her, and says, "No one come close, he needs space." Holding her hand over his chest, Perenell closes her eyes, casting diagnosis charms at the injured soldier. Opening her eyes, she turns towards Ms White, and says, "He is okay, not too injured. His face is burnt a little, and the frost bite on his arm is still there, but over-all, he's as far from dying as can be. I'm taking him with me, to my home, you're welcome to come with my dear."
Ms White nods, as the two stand up. And then, all three of them disappear from the spot, at the same time that Albus sees Nicholas disappear too.
Sighing, he looks around, to see the Aurors looking confused at all that had happened just now, the ICW officials even more so.
"Did we.. win?" Someone asks, causing everyone to begin mumbling to each other.
And then, "WE WON!"
Immediately people begin cheering loudly, hugging each other at the war won.
Albus sits down at the edge of the crater, staring the Fortress in front of him, the words, 'THE GREATER GOOD' taunting him from the walls. He then blinks, seeing something move in one of the towers.
There were bars, on a small window, barely big enough for a head to fit through. And through those bars, he could see a hand waving, with no sound coming out.
Albus wandlessly casts the Sonorous charm in himself, and says, "Aurors? It's not over yet, there are prisoners in the Fortress still."
It takes a while, but the Aurors start breaching the Fortress wards, encountering not a single guard in the way, as they begin rescuing the many people kept there.
Nurmengard prison held a total of 200 prisoners, more than half of which were these.. mutants and muggles, while the other half were Wizards and Witches.
As the prisoners get rescued, Albus smiles. The War was finally over, after 30 years of fighting.
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Slowly, consciousness comes to me, and I open my eyes. I didn't recognise the room I find myself in, but I do recognise the Magic here. The Flamel Island.
Sighing, I sit up, and immediately turn towards my right hand.. or where my right hand used to be. My elbow was bandaged, the frostbite and the Magic of Ikthalon's Dimension stopping my Healing factor from working there.
The rest of my body, however, was completely healed, most probably helped by whatever Potions Aunty Nelly gave me.
Swinging my legs down the bed, I brandish my left hand to the side, conjuring the sword, my Galadmagol, in my hand.
"Mason?" I hear a soft voice asks, making me smile.
"Gods, I missed you, Darla." I whisper, looking at my closest friend. She was looking at my sword, a bit warily, and I can't help but smile. I really did miss her, a lot.
Before she can reply, I swing my sword, and stab it into my right bicep, wincing as it stabs through.
"MASON! MADAM FLAMEL, QUICK! MASON'S JUST STABBED HIMSELF!" Darla yells, as she runs towards me, and holds her wand over my arm, casting episky again and again.
I chuckle, and say, "Darla, love, I'm fine. Really, just.. give it some time."
I could feel it, the Demonic Magic of the Boreas Dimension leaving, my Light Sword, my Galadmagol cleansing it.
Hearing a very soft crack, I turn towards the door, and see Aunty Nelly walk in, already looking at me in disapproval. I wave at her with my left hand, my sword still stuck in my right arm, and say, "Miss me, Aunty Nelly?"
Frowning, Aunty Nelly says, "You couldn't have been any less dramatic?" She then turns towards the flabbergasted Darla, who's still trying to stop my hand from bleeding, and says, "Get away, dear. He's a Healer, he knows what he's doing."
"But.." Darla begins, but I place my hand on her shoulder to stop her. Shaking my head, I say, "You'll see why I did this soon, Darla. Don't worry."
Darla takes a step back, allowing me some space to breathe. Pointing two of my fingers towards the sword, I hold it Telekinetically, and forcefully pull it out of my right arm, immediately storing it in the Nowhere.
Seeing the wound heal right before her eyes, Darla sighs in relief, and I smile. Aunty Nelly offers me a glass of water, which I gratefully take, and drink.
I then say, "You saw me get struck by the Magic beam from the other Dimension, I'm guessing?" When the two nod, I say, "The Magic of that Dimension was poisoning my body, stopping my Healing from working. My Sword, the one I just stabbed myself with, is enchanted to Cleanse all manner of Dark Magic, doesn't matter how Strong, or what flavour it is. Divine, Demonic, Wizard, Sorcerer, if the Magic is harming me, my sword cleanses it. The stabbing was just to.. speed things up."
"So.. your hand will regrow?" Darla asks, sounding doubtful.
Smiling, I say, "Yes, not yet though. Regrowing limbs isn't as easy as regrowing smaller organs, or Healing cuts and stab wounds. Left as is, I will heal within three days, becoming intact once more. If I take the Skele-gro, and the Org-grow, then I'll be complete in a few hours."
"Amazing. And this is one of your.. gifts? What did you say the word was again, Mutant?" Nicholas asks, as he walks into the room.
Nodding, I day, "The gift is called a Mutation, and the person having it is called a Mutant. I'll explain more later, but first tell me.. how long has it been since I had something explode in my face.. again.. and is the War over?"
And then, as the Flamel's elf brings me some juice, and some breakfast, the three begin explaining everything to me.
The Battle of Nurmengard, as the public is calling it, happened two weeks ago, which means I've been unconscious for two damn weeks. The War was won, at terrible costs. More than half the Aurors that came with us lost their lives, including Darla's Team Leader, Madam Crickerly, and a few of her team mates.
Madam Crickerly lost her life to one of Grindelwald's acolytes, when she was fighting and defeating two other acolytes at the same time. A Killing Curse to her back killed her.
At the end, over 1700 of the opposing army, the Dark Wizards were arrested, the other 1300 or so were killed during the battle. Our side, meanwhile lost 850+ people, and the rest survived, albeit not uninjured.
After celebrating a little, the Aurors then breached Nurmengard, the actual prison, and rescued hundreds of other prisoners, the majority of which were mutants. There were even a few with visible mutations, like animalistic faces, tails, scales, etc.
The muggles, including the mutants, were all obliviated, their memories changed to show that they were kidnapped by Hydra, and dropped to their respective countries, to be taken home.
And then, everyone went home, to celebrate, to spread the news, to blatantly break the Statute of Secrecy.
Coincidentally enough, the day after I defeated Grindelwald, Hitler killed himself, with Germany surrendering to the allies. Just one day's difference, and two assholes died, and two Wars ended.
The Muggle world was still wondering where I am, but I have no doubt that the Leaders of the Nations, including the MIS, already knows that I'm alive and well, the Wizards in contact with them making sure of it. Well, now that I've killed Grindelwald, they will make up excuses for me, for why I disappeared. The MIS might expect me to make an appearance at Buckingham Palace, though.
Now that the War is over, I'll be free to take care of them, anyway. So them knowing is not a problem for me.
The Wizarding World, meanwhile, was.. turning me into the Canon Dumbledore. I already had an award ceremony scheduled in a week, where I was going to be awarded an Order of Merlin 1st Class, as well as a seat on the Wizengamot.
There were talks of making me the next British representative for the ICW, as well. I had to shake my head at that, wondering if I'm going to be offered the Headmaster's post now too, pushing Dumbledore completely to the side.
Obviously, I'm being sarcastic. I'm not a teacher, I don't have the patience for it.
Speaking of Dumbledore, he was.. silent. He had spent a few days in the crater, looking for something, and I have a pretty good idea what.
The Elder Wand. It is supposed to be.. difficult to destroy, just like any other Deathly Hallow. Artefacts of Death cannot be defeated by mortal means, and the Gellert bomb was just that, Mortal.
And thankfully, I'm not afraid of the Wand falling into wrong hands anymore, even his. I know exactly where it is.
Dumbledore, after not finding the Wand, had retreated to Hogwarts, to continue teaching. There were still a couple months of school left, and Dumbledore is a teacher. He also probably had a new wand now, his Wand destroyed by the Gellert bomb.
He was also given an Order of Merlin, Second Class. Everyone saw him fight, and everyone knows that fighting an enemy like Grindelwald for almost half an hour, keeping him busy, was no easy task.
There were even some talks that Grindelwald was tired after fighting Dumbledore, and that's why I managed to defeat him, but I don't mind that. I didn't defeat him fairly, I know that. I tricked him.
But Grindelwald.. well, he was a dangerous enemy, very dangerous. He was a Wizard, a mutant with multiple mutations, and a Sorcerer, a Proper Sorcerer, unlike me. So, yeah, I had to use tricks to defeat him, and I'm not ashamed to admit it.
Soon, Aunt Nelly hands me a vial of Skele-gro, while I bring the Org-grow from the Nowhere. I always keep my Potions handy, inside the Nowhere, brewing them almost monthly.
Drinking the two potions, 50 ml each, I lay back down on the bed, as Darla leaves for England, back to work, and the Flamels leave me to sleep.
As soon as they leave, I smile, happy to finally be back here. Back to my own time, and back to my own identity.
---Flashback: Just After the Explosion of Gellert Grindelwald---
(Grindelwald explodes, sending all his Magic flying outwards. And before I can even try to shield, I'm consumed by the explosion. Something in my jeans pocket explodes thanks to the flames, and I feel myself flying, falling, and hitting the ground.
My head hits something hard, and I lose consciousness, my eyes still blinded from the explosion, while my other senses were similarly helpless.
And then.. nothing.)
- Ch 52.
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Consciousness is very slow to return to me, but as soon as it returns, I feel the hard ground beneath me. Groaning, I shift my body, slowly, causing a few rocks to poke my back, and sit up, opening my eyes as I do so.
The first thing I notice, is that I was outdoors, somewhere in a forest, but the temperature was too high to be anywhere near the United Kingdom. I was in a small crater, about as deep as I was tall, and thrice as wide, probably caused because of my fall, but my body was healed up nicely.
Well, almost healed up. The right side of my body still hurt, a lot. Bones were broken, muscles sore, my right eye bleeding, and my right hand.. still amputed.
And I knew the reason for it all, the Dark Magic of the Boreas Dimension, Ikthalon's Dimension. Ikthalon is a Demon, not amongst the strongest, but he is pretty strong. He is made up of pure ice, and so is his Dimension, the temperatures going as low as Absolute zero.
And he's a Demon, which means his Magic, the Magic of his Dimension, is Demonic. That Demonic magic was currently inside my body, thanks to the attack that struck my right hand. And that Magic was stopping my Healing factor from working properly, or at all.
The left side, meanwhile, was relatively okay, not hurting too much. My Mutation given Pain tolerance was taking care of it all.
I was thirsty, hungry, angry, but most of all, I was naked, and the rocks were really killing me.
Putting my left hand on the ground, I start standing up, stumbling a little. Once I do, I start walking, first to get out of the uncomfortable ground, the crater. It takes a while, but my (as of yet unmastered) Telekinesis was more than enough to raise my body over the crater.
Then, I sit down, this time on soft grass transfigured into a large cushion. Focusing within myself, I remove a few things from the Nowhere, the first of which, are clothes.
"Thank God for over-preparation." I mumble, as I wear the clean underwear, and then khaki pants, and a black half sleeved shirt.
I might not feel the temperature too much, thanks to the Feral side of me, but I did feel that the atmosphere here was drier, and hotter than the UK. I was definitely somewhere near the equator, so either South America, Africa, or South Asia. The trees didn't seem familiar, but I haven't exactly travelled too much.
Waving my hand, I conjure a glass full of water, and drink it. Refilling the glass, I drink it again. Water, the only consumable substance able to be conjured out of nothing. And thank God for that.
As I drink a third, and fourth glasses of Water, I walk forward, now wearing Dragonhide shoes, and lean over the crater. The crater was deep, which means someone definitely saw it happening.
I don't know how long it's been since I fell here, wherever here is, but I cannot stay here too long. Which means, I need to leave, ASAP.
It is then, that I notice something, two things in fact, inside the crater. The first, was a sword, which was obviously my own sword, Galadmagol. The Sword that had stabbed, and defeated Gellert Grindelwald. It was just laying there, probably landing behind me as I fell.
Pointing my left hand at it, I summon the sword towards me, and heft it in my hand. Just by taking the sword in my hand, I could feel some of my pain receding, as the Dark Magic, Demonic Magic, was being cleansed out of me.
It was not happening fast enough, though, since my sword was in my left hand, and the Demonic Magic focused around the right side of my body, mostly my right arm. The elbow, which had been the last spot on my right arm, still intact, was black, thanks to the concentration of the Demonic Magic.
I look at my blackened elbow, the forearm missing, and then I look at the sword in my right hand.
And then, I keep the sword on my back, conjuring its scabbard from the Nowhere as I do so. Pointing my left hand towards the crater, I once more cast the summoning charm, bringing something else flying towards me.
"I.. can't actually believe you survived." I whisper, looking at the 15 inch long piece of Elder wood, with six small protrusions resembling dried Elderberries along its length.
The Elder Wand, the Wand of Death, the Deathstick, a Deathly Hallow.
I place it flat on my palm, and observe it for a moment. The handle was made of Elder wood, just like the rest of the wand, and it seemed as if it was just.. one piece, unlike my previous wand, where two different pieces of Acacia wood were used to make the handle, and the wand.
Unlike my Acacia wand, this one also wasn't smooth at the handle either. The handle consisted of a flattened protrusion, about half an inch thick, then a centimetre thick straight cylindrical part, then another protrusion, and another. All of this counted at just four inches of the Wand, counting as the handle.
There were Runes carved on the Wand handle, but none of them made any sense to me, since the language was completely unknown.
The only reason I know they're Runes, and not just squiggles, is that the carvings have a certain curve to them, like cursive handwriting.
The remaining eleven inches of the Elder Wand had four protrusions, each one separated by a an inch and a half, and each protrusion was just a bit smaller than the one before. This left about two and a half inches of plain Elder wood, pointed at the top, for the wand tip.
Spinning the wand in my hand once, I place it inside the Nowhere, and lift my sword back up. I just lost my Wand, I'm not going to start using a new one so soon. I need to get over this loss first.
And I need to get the fuck out of wherever the fuck I am, and find out where this place is.
Spinning my sword in my left hand, I once more glance at the blackened stump on my right elbow. Galadmagol, the Light Sword. While not as Light, as Healing, as the original Light sword, yet, the Sword did have healing properties.
It was also enchanted not to harm me, unless I do it myself. So I could still cut myself, but only if I actually wanted it to, and just for that single moment.
With a single swing, I cut the sword through my bicep, cutting off the elbow, and some of the Bicep.
"Ah! Goddamn son of a bitch!" I wince, whispering in pain, but not yelling.
Then, I float the sword in front of myself, Telekinetically keeping it there, and cast an Incendio charm at my fallen flesh and bone. Sniffing, at the smell of my own burning flesh, I turn my head back towards the sword floating in front of me.
I sigh, and mumble, "Let's just get this over with." And then, the Sword, my Galadmagol, speeds towards me, and stabs into my bicep, going fully through.
I immediately feel the effects, as soon as I get used to the pain of having a sword sticking out of my arm, while bleeding through the stump, and through the stab wound.
The Dark Magic immediately gets absorbed by the sword, getting cleansed by it surprisingly fast. Within a minute, my bleeding stops, as the Dark Magic is completely removed from my body, and I take the sword out, placing it once more into the scabbard on my back.
As the sword stab wound heals, and my bones begin healing, I start walking towards East, after casting a Point Me on a stick I picked up, keeping my Telepathy active. Hopefully I'm not somewhere dangerous.
GROWWWWLLL!
Half a minute after beginning the walk, my stomach reminds me that I'm still hungry, and I sigh.
Unfortunately, I never prepared anything edible to be stored within Nowhere, since food doesn't stay fresh inside. Time still passes, and stasis charms are not permanent. I definitely should have tried something, though.
Teaches me not to be overconfident.
Sighing once more, I look around, trying to see if there are any fruits available, while at the same time keeping my eyes and ears open for any animals, and telepathy to hear for any approaching humans.
A half hour later, I happily munch on a few guavas, while having also found more than a few wild bananas, and oranges. Hearing something running across the forest ground, about a hundred meters in front of me, I stab my left hand forward, the right yet to heal, and cast a stunning charm.
The charm hits the small animal perfectly, dropping it down. Waving my hand, I summon it towards me, and see that it's a Hare. I had smelled it, yes, but the Hares of wherever I am do not smell the same as the mountain hares of Scotland.
Well, time to eat. Waving my hands, now about a kilometre away from the crater I had created by my possible fall, or my arrival here, I cast a few wards. Muggle repellent, a few Privacy wards, and an illusion ward that showed the place exactly as it was, before I came here.
I couldn't exactly go to the Mirror Dimension anymore, since my Sling Ring was also destroyed by the explosion, which was also why I was yet to take a portal home. Which means, I was limited to walking, flying, and apparating, and I doubt even Merlin can apparate across the oceans.
After having a light lunch, since the sun was right above us, I continue my walk, staying completely vigilant. I had gotten my lesson twice now, once when Tim died, and now, when I almost died.
I still have no idea how I survived, since I didn't do anything to save my life. There was literally no time to do anything! One moment Gellert exploded in my face.. not like that.. and the next, I'm falling on the hard ground of this forest, creating the crater.
Well, puzzle for another time.
About three hours later, after a few apparitions, and more than a few focused Telepathy probes, I finally find a few humans, travelling through the forest. Invisible, I stay on top of a tree, and observe them, while also using telepathy to read their minds.
The people were white, but they wore.. old clothes. Their armours were similar to what I had seen Roman Centurions were, except with less red and gold. Instead, these people wore steel armour, and a brown tunic.
And then, there's their thoughts. Those were even weirder. They were hunting animals, with spears and bows and arrows, with a party of 20 men. Some were here for food, some for extra money, and some just for fun.
Either.. these people were all Schizophrenic, with the same fantasy of being Ptolemy XII's Soldiers, or.. I'm.. not exactly in the time that I belong in.
And knowing my luck.. well, fuck.
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A/N: FYI, I'm not trying to copy anyone, but some things are bound to overlap. I had already planned on sending him to the past, since there are a few goals I wanted him to complete while in the past.
You'll know them later.
I had first written Mason waking up in someone's house, but it felt.. wrong. So, this version came to be. Him waking up in a forest, alone, and then moving forward, without anyone's help.
He doesn't have a Sling Ring. He cannot create portals without a Sling Ring, and he definitely cannot do so to exit the Mirror Dimension. So, he's forced to go through this Dimension itself.
He won't stay in the past for long, or at least I hope so. It won't be like him staying in the past, and living through these 2000 years.
FYI, this is the era just before the last Cleopatra, around 50 BC. Why this era? Even I don't know, it just came to me.
Currently, Mason is in North Africa, but not too north. Too North is deserts, and Egypt. He's outside Egypt, in forested regions.
Well, the rest will be in the next chapter. Hope I didn't make the last part too long.
Thank you for your support! Tata!
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Albus Dumbledore was conflicted. He had wanted to bring the Dark Lord, Gellert Grindelwald down, to arrest him and isolate him for the rest of his imprisoned life. He wanted to keep Gellert alive, to make him face the consequences of his actions.
The battle between Gellert and young Mason Aves was.. amazing, and even he was impressed with how fast Mason could cast spells. Grindelwald is a dangerous wizard, he personally knew that, he had experienced it. Despite trying really hard, despite giving more than 100% of his efforts, he still lost to Gellert.
And Mason still kept up with Gellert, his Magic strong enough to contend with the Elder Wand even, and his reflexes fast enough to cast counters immediately after the curse is cast. But then Gellert began bringing more tricks out, more.. Gifts.
Gellert had used the Vinculum Sanguinis Ritual to not just abdorb Wizards, but also some other people.
Mutants, Mason called them. And each.. Mutant, had some extra gift, power. Controlling plants, creating impenetrable barriers, immunity to flames, and control over all flames. But that wasn't enough for Gellert, no, even when at least one of them was an actual child. He had to absorb a House Elf too.
For a person that was hell-bent on proving Wizard superiority, Gellert sure did abdorb a lot of Non-Wizards.
Then, Gellert had to reveal something even more disgusting, a Pact with a Demon, someone named Ikthalon. Albus didn't know who this Ikthalon was, but the small portal opening was enough to make Albus feel, that Ikthalon was a dangerous being.
Even still, through all the odds, Mason still won, using trickery to defeat Gellert.
He, Albus, had realised what had happened. Mason had taken advantage of a drawback or Gellert's Sight.
Gellert's Sight couldn't show him Mason's fate, Mason's future, thanks to something Mason had done sometime before. But he could still See threats to his life, See dangers.
And Mason took advantage of that, hiding actual danger behind illusions of desperation. Gellert SAW danger incoming, and saw the dagger approaching. Believing it to be the danger, he caught it. But the explosion came out of nowhere, and even Albus doubted that Mason planned it exactly.
He had seen Gellert try to use the Blue flames of his to melt the Dagger, just like he had done once before, and the dagger exploded, without a single second of warning.
The second explosion came just as suddenly, and then.. Gellert was stabbed in his chest, defeated. Mason had won, although not completely intact. He had lost his Wand in the fight, and he had also lost his entire right forearm.
Albus had expected the Barrier to go down, when he had seen Gellert choking on his own blood, something within the Goblin's Silver dagger poisoning him. But when it didn't, he stood up. He was about to barge in, to break the Barrier through Blood Magic if necessary, when the third explosion happened. Only this time, it was Gellert himself that exploded.
Gellert Grindelwald… was dead.
He had absorbed multiple Wizards within himself, through his own confession, and at least 4 of these.. Mutants. If that wasn't enough, Gellert had also absorbed a House Elf, and Albus Dumbledore knew how strong the little creatures are, how strong their Magic is.
So, it was no surprise to him, that Gellert's Magic, upon exploding, caused the biggest explosion seen in the history of Wizard kind. The Barrier that he had erected to stop the ICW Wizards from interfering, was the only thing that protected the same Wizards from the Massive explosion.
Unfortunately.. and Albus was actually sad about it.. there was no saving Mason Aves, who was right at the epicenter of the Explosion.
He did not like Mason Aves, did not agree with many of his actions. He was opposed to Mason graduating early, and he was opposed to Mason going to Muggle War. Alas, he was just a Professor, with barely any decision making power.
And Mason had gone to War, thrived there even. He did get captured once, got experimented on by the Hydra, the same ones who developed almost Magical weapons, and it.. changed him, made him stronger, granting him a measure of Self healing without need of spells.
Not many people knew that, but it wouldn't have stayed a secret for a long time anyway. Even muggles knew that fact, despite the Ministry's best efforts at keeping it a secret.
And now, the same small child that he had once introduced to the Wizarding World, had won them two Wars, one in the Muggle world, and another in the Wizarding one. Mason Lucas Aves, was dead.
As Albus regains sight in his eyes, having been blinded and deafened by the explosion, he sees the Wizards panicking, running around everywhere like headless chicken. The Barrier was no longer there, probably because of Gellert's death, or because of the explosion.
And where Gellert Grindelwald once laid, with Mason Aves standing over him, now existed just a giant crater, over 100 meters deep, with only the Barrier protecting the ground outside. Even a large chunk of the Nurmengard fortress was missing, having been inside the Barrier.
And as expected, Mason Aves was nowhere to be seen, causing tears to leak out of Albus's eyes, involuntarily.
'If only I had taken Gellert down before he could do all this, then young Mason wouldn't have died.' Albus thinks to himself, feeling sad for him, for his friends.
Albus puts a finger in his ears, to stop them from ringing, and shakes his head a few times. As sounds start returning, he realises that he was very lucky. Almost everyone there were bleeding from their ears, their eyes red.
'It seems, even close to death, you still wanted to protect me, old friend. If only you hadn't done all this, we could have been happily living together.' Albus thinks, as he limps towards the Flamels.
He had lived with them for half a decade, when he was apprenticed under Nicholas. And Perenell had healed all his injuries, before everyone had just decided to spectate on his student fight his one time lover.
"It's over." He whispers, as he sits down next to Perenell, who was looking at the crater with sadness in her eyes.
He could understand that, he knew Mason had met them a couple times, but he didn't know when, or how.
"He's gone?" Perenell asks, whispering the question.
"MASON?! MASON?! WHERE ARE YOU?!" The familiar voice of Auror Darla White, one of the best Aurors in the force, despite being a Muggleborn, sounds all over Nurmengard.
Albus sighs, feeling sad for the girl. They were best friends, despite being in different houses, and Albus had always admired that about Mason. He says, "Mason was standing right next to Gellert when he exploded, there is no coming back from that."
Perenell sighs, and starts standing up. He knew she was sad, but the Flamels were old. Too old. Tears probably no longer even came to them thanks to the many friends they have already seen die.
Perenell says, "Be a dear, Albus, and help me down. We better get the girl before she does something rash."
Albus nods, and holds on to Perenell, as they start climbing their way down the steep slope. But then, suddenly, they stop, seeing something floating in the air, above the crater.
Sparks glow, as they start spinning. Albus smiles, seeing the familiar Magic of Sorcery Portals forming into the air. And when it opens, someone drops down from it, towards the crater's bottom.
Albus smiles, seeing the familiar figure of Mason Aves falling through the portal, as the portal closes. But then, instead of falling down legs first, Mason does so on his back, crashing harshly on to the ground.
He's unconscious before he even hits the ground, and his Auror friend is the first one to run towards him. Perenell gets out of Albus's hands, and immediately apparates towards the body, a wave of her hands sending all the approaching crowd flying away, save for Darla White, who looks at her with hesitation.
Perenell barely glances at her, and says, "No one come close, he needs space." Holding her hand over his chest, Perenell closes her eyes, casting diagnosis charms at the injured soldier. Opening her eyes, she turns towards Ms White, and says, "He is okay, not too injured. His face is burnt a little, and the frost bite on his arm is still there, but over-all, he's as far from dying as can be. I'm taking him with me, to my home, you're welcome to come with my dear."
Ms White nods, as the two stand up. And then, all three of them disappear from the spot, at the same time that Albus sees Nicholas disappear too.
Sighing, he looks around, to see the Aurors looking confused at all that had happened just now, the ICW officials even more so.
"Did we.. win?" Someone asks, causing everyone to begin mumbling to each other.
And then, "WE WON!"
Immediately people begin cheering loudly, hugging each other at the war won.
Albus sits down at the edge of the crater, staring the Fortress in front of him, the words, 'THE GREATER GOOD' taunting him from the walls. He then blinks, seeing something move in one of the towers.
There were bars, on a small window, barely big enough for a head to fit through. And through those bars, he could see a hand waving, with no sound coming out.
Albus wandlessly casts the Sonorous charm in himself, and says, "Aurors? It's not over yet, there are prisoners in the Fortress still."
It takes a while, but the Aurors start breaching the Fortress wards, encountering not a single guard in the way, as they begin rescuing the many people kept there.
Nurmengard prison held a total of 200 prisoners, more than half of which were these.. mutants and muggles, while the other half were Wizards and Witches.
As the prisoners get rescued, Albus smiles. The War was finally over, after 30 years of fighting.
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Slowly, consciousness comes to me, and I open my eyes. I didn't recognise the room I find myself in, but I do recognise the Magic here. The Flamel Island.
Sighing, I sit up, and immediately turn towards my right hand.. or where my right hand used to be. My elbow was bandaged, the frostbite and the Magic of Ikthalon's Dimension stopping my Healing factor from working there.
The rest of my body, however, was completely healed, most probably helped by whatever Potions Aunty Nelly gave me.
Swinging my legs down the bed, I brandish my left hand to the side, conjuring the sword, my Galadmagol, in my hand.
"Mason?" I hear a soft voice asks, making me smile.
"Gods, I missed you, Darla." I whisper, looking at my closest friend. She was looking at my sword, a bit warily, and I can't help but smile. I really did miss her, a lot.
Before she can reply, I swing my sword, and stab it into my right bicep, wincing as it stabs through.
"MASON! MADAM FLAMEL, QUICK! MASON'S JUST STABBED HIMSELF!" Darla yells, as she runs towards me, and holds her wand over my arm, casting episky again and again.
I chuckle, and say, "Darla, love, I'm fine. Really, just.. give it some time."
I could feel it, the Demonic Magic of the Boreas Dimension leaving, my Light Sword, my Galadmagol cleansing it.
Hearing a very soft crack, I turn towards the door, and see Aunty Nelly walk in, already looking at me in disapproval. I wave at her with my left hand, my sword still stuck in my right arm, and say, "Miss me, Aunty Nelly?"
Frowning, Aunty Nelly says, "You couldn't have been any less dramatic?" She then turns towards the flabbergasted Darla, who's still trying to stop my hand from bleeding, and says, "Get away, dear. He's a Healer, he knows what he's doing."
"But.." Darla begins, but I place my hand on her shoulder to stop her. Shaking my head, I say, "You'll see why I did this soon, Darla. Don't worry."
Darla takes a step back, allowing me some space to breathe. Pointing two of my fingers towards the sword, I hold it Telekinetically, and forcefully pull it out of my right arm, immediately storing it in the Nowhere.
Seeing the wound heal right before her eyes, Darla sighs in relief, and I smile. Aunty Nelly offers me a glass of water, which I gratefully take, and drink.
I then say, "You saw me get struck by the Magic beam from the other Dimension, I'm guessing?" When the two nod, I say, "The Magic of that Dimension was poisoning my body, stopping my Healing from working. My Sword, the one I just stabbed myself with, is enchanted to Cleanse all manner of Dark Magic, doesn't matter how Strong, or what flavour it is. Divine, Demonic, Wizard, Sorcerer, if the Magic is harming me, my sword cleanses it. The stabbing was just to.. speed things up."
"So.. your hand will regrow?" Darla asks, sounding doubtful.
Smiling, I say, "Yes, not yet though. Regrowing limbs isn't as easy as regrowing smaller organs, or Healing cuts and stab wounds. Left as is, I will heal within three days, becoming intact once more. If I take the Skele-gro, and the Org-grow, then I'll be complete in a few hours."
"Amazing. And this is one of your.. gifts? What did you say the word was again, Mutant?" Nicholas asks, as he walks into the room.
Nodding, I day, "The gift is called a Mutation, and the person having it is called a Mutant. I'll explain more later, but first tell me.. how long has it been since I had something explode in my face.. again.. and is the War over?"
And then, as the Flamel's elf brings me some juice, and some breakfast, the three begin explaining everything to me.
The Battle of Nurmengard, as the public is calling it, happened two weeks ago, which means I've been unconscious for two damn weeks. The War was won, at terrible costs. More than half the Aurors that came with us lost their lives, including Darla's Team Leader, Madam Crickerly, and a few of her team mates.
Madam Crickerly lost her life to one of Grindelwald's acolytes, when she was fighting and defeating two other acolytes at the same time. A Killing Curse to her back killed her.
At the end, over 1700 of the opposing army, the Dark Wizards were arrested, the other 1300 or so were killed during the battle. Our side, meanwhile lost 850+ people, and the rest survived, albeit not uninjured.
After celebrating a little, the Aurors then breached Nurmengard, the actual prison, and rescued hundreds of other prisoners, the majority of which were mutants. There were even a few with visible mutations, like animalistic faces, tails, scales, etc.
The muggles, including the mutants, were all obliviated, their memories changed to show that they were kidnapped by Hydra, and dropped to their respective countries, to be taken home.
And then, everyone went home, to celebrate, to spread the news, to blatantly break the Statute of Secrecy.
Coincidentally enough, the day after I defeated Grindelwald, Hitler killed himself, with Germany surrendering to the allies. Just one day's difference, and two assholes died, and two Wars ended.
The Muggle world was still wondering where I am, but I have no doubt that the Leaders of the Nations, including the MIS, already knows that I'm alive and well, the Wizards in contact with them making sure of it. Well, now that I've killed Grindelwald, they will make up excuses for me, for why I disappeared. The MIS might expect me to make an appearance at Buckingham Palace, though.
Now that the War is over, I'll be free to take care of them, anyway. So them knowing is not a problem for me.
The Wizarding World, meanwhile, was.. turning me into the Canon Dumbledore. I already had an award ceremony scheduled in a week, where I was going to be awarded an Order of Merlin 1st Class, as well as a seat on the Wizengamot.
There were talks of making me the next British representative for the ICW, as well. I had to shake my head at that, wondering if I'm going to be offered the Headmaster's post now too, pushing Dumbledore completely to the side.
Obviously, I'm being sarcastic. I'm not a teacher, I don't have the patience for it.
Speaking of Dumbledore, he was.. silent. He had spent a few days in the crater, looking for something, and I have a pretty good idea what.
The Elder Wand. It is supposed to be.. difficult to destroy, just like any other Deathly Hallow. Artefacts of Death cannot be defeated by mortal means, and the Gellert bomb was just that, Mortal.
And thankfully, I'm not afraid of the Wand falling into wrong hands anymore, even his. I know exactly where it is.
Dumbledore, after not finding the Wand, had retreated to Hogwarts, to continue teaching. There were still a couple months of school left, and Dumbledore is a teacher. He also probably had a new wand now, his Wand destroyed by the Gellert bomb.
He was also given an Order of Merlin, Second Class. Everyone saw him fight, and everyone knows that fighting an enemy like Grindelwald for almost half an hour, keeping him busy, was no easy task.
There were even some talks that Grindelwald was tired after fighting Dumbledore, and that's why I managed to defeat him, but I don't mind that. I didn't defeat him fairly, I know that. I tricked him.
But Grindelwald.. well, he was a dangerous enemy, very dangerous. He was a Wizard, a mutant with multiple mutations, and a Sorcerer, a Proper Sorcerer, unlike me. So, yeah, I had to use tricks to defeat him, and I'm not ashamed to admit it.
Soon, Aunt Nelly hands me a vial of Skele-gro, while I bring the Org-grow from the Nowhere. I always keep my Potions handy, inside the Nowhere, brewing them almost monthly.
Drinking the two potions, 50 ml each, I lay back down on the bed, as Darla leaves for England, back to work, and the Flamels leave me to sleep.
As soon as they leave, I smile, happy to finally be back here. Back to my own time, and back to my own identity.
---Flashback: Just After the Explosion of Gellert Grindelwald---
(Grindelwald explodes, sending all his Magic flying outwards. And before I can even try to shield, I'm consumed by the explosion. Something in my jeans pocket explodes thanks to the flames, and I feel myself flying, falling, and hitting the ground.
My head hits something hard, and I lose consciousness, my eyes still blinded from the explosion, while my other senses were similarly helpless.
And then.. nothing.)
- Ch 52.
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Consciousness is very slow to return to me, but as soon as it returns, I feel the hard ground beneath me. Groaning, I shift my body, slowly, causing a few rocks to poke my back, and sit up, opening my eyes as I do so.
The first thing I notice, is that I was outdoors, somewhere in a forest, but the temperature was too high to be anywhere near the United Kingdom. I was in a small crater, about as deep as I was tall, and thrice as wide, probably caused because of my fall, but my body was healed up nicely.
Well, almost healed up. The right side of my body still hurt, a lot. Bones were broken, muscles sore, my right eye bleeding, and my right hand.. still amputed.
And I knew the reason for it all, the Dark Magic of the Boreas Dimension, Ikthalon's Dimension. Ikthalon is a Demon, not amongst the strongest, but he is pretty strong. He is made up of pure ice, and so is his Dimension, the temperatures going as low as Absolute zero.
And he's a Demon, which means his Magic, the Magic of his Dimension, is Demonic. That Demonic magic was currently inside my body, thanks to the attack that struck my right hand. And that Magic was stopping my Healing factor from working properly, or at all.
The left side, meanwhile, was relatively okay, not hurting too much. My Mutation given Pain tolerance was taking care of it all.
I was thirsty, hungry, angry, but most of all, I was naked, and the rocks were really killing me.
Putting my left hand on the ground, I start standing up, stumbling a little. Once I do, I start walking, first to get out of the uncomfortable ground, the crater. It takes a while, but my (as of yet unmastered) Telekinesis was more than enough to raise my body over the crater.
Then, I sit down, this time on soft grass transfigured into a large cushion. Focusing within myself, I remove a few things from the Nowhere, the first of which, are clothes.
"Thank God for over-preparation." I mumble, as I wear the clean underwear, and then khaki pants, and a black half sleeved shirt.
I might not feel the temperature too much, thanks to the Feral side of me, but I did feel that the atmosphere here was drier, and hotter than the UK. I was definitely somewhere near the equator, so either South America, Africa, or South Asia. The trees didn't seem familiar, but I haven't exactly travelled too much.
Waving my hand, I conjure a glass full of water, and drink it. Refilling the glass, I drink it again. Water, the only consumable substance able to be conjured out of nothing. And thank God for that.
As I drink a third, and fourth glasses of Water, I walk forward, now wearing Dragonhide shoes, and lean over the crater. The crater was deep, which means someone definitely saw it happening.
I don't know how long it's been since I fell here, wherever here is, but I cannot stay here too long. Which means, I need to leave, ASAP.
It is then, that I notice something, two things in fact, inside the crater. The first, was a sword, which was obviously my own sword, Galadmagol. The Sword that had stabbed, and defeated Gellert Grindelwald. It was just laying there, probably landing behind me as I fell.
Pointing my left hand at it, I summon the sword towards me, and heft it in my hand. Just by taking the sword in my hand, I could feel some of my pain receding, as the Dark Magic, Demonic Magic, was being cleansed out of me.
It was not happening fast enough, though, since my sword was in my left hand, and the Demonic Magic focused around the right side of my body, mostly my right arm. The elbow, which had been the last spot on my right arm, still intact, was black, thanks to the concentration of the Demonic Magic.
I look at my blackened elbow, the forearm missing, and then I look at the sword in my right hand.
And then, I keep the sword on my back, conjuring its scabbard from the Nowhere as I do so. Pointing my left hand towards the crater, I once more cast the summoning charm, bringing something else flying towards me.
"I.. can't actually believe you survived." I whisper, looking at the 15 inch long piece of Elder wood, with six small protrusions resembling dried Elderberries along its length.
The Elder Wand, the Wand of Death, the Deathstick, a Deathly Hallow.
I place it flat on my palm, and observe it for a moment. The handle was made of Elder wood, just like the rest of the wand, and it seemed as if it was just.. one piece, unlike my previous wand, where two different pieces of Acacia wood were used to make the handle, and the wand.
Unlike my Acacia wand, this one also wasn't smooth at the handle either. The handle consisted of a flattened protrusion, about half an inch thick, then a centimetre thick straight cylindrical part, then another protrusion, and another. All of this counted at just four inches of the Wand, counting as the handle.
There were Runes carved on the Wand handle, but none of them made any sense to me, since the language was completely unknown.
The only reason I know they're Runes, and not just squiggles, is that the carvings have a certain curve to them, like cursive handwriting.
The remaining eleven inches of the Elder Wand had four protrusions, each one separated by a an inch and a half, and each protrusion was just a bit smaller than the one before. This left about two and a half inches of plain Elder wood, pointed at the top, for the wand tip.
Spinning the wand in my hand once, I place it inside the Nowhere, and lift my sword back up. I just lost my Wand, I'm not going to start using a new one so soon. I need to get over this loss first.
And I need to get the fuck out of wherever the fuck I am, and find out where this place is.
Spinning my sword in my left hand, I once more glance at the blackened stump on my right elbow. Galadmagol, the Light Sword. While not as Light, as Healing, as the original Light sword, yet, the Sword did have healing properties.
It was also enchanted not to harm me, unless I do it myself. So I could still cut myself, but only if I actually wanted it to, and just for that single moment.
With a single swing, I cut the sword through my bicep, cutting off the elbow, and some of the Bicep.
"Ah! Goddamn son of a bitch!" I wince, whispering in pain, but not yelling.
Then, I float the sword in front of myself, Telekinetically keeping it there, and cast an Incendio charm at my fallen flesh and bone. Sniffing, at the smell of my own burning flesh, I turn my head back towards the sword floating in front of me.
I sigh, and mumble, "Let's just get this over with." And then, the Sword, my Galadmagol, speeds towards me, and stabs into my bicep, going fully through.
I immediately feel the effects, as soon as I get used to the pain of having a sword sticking out of my arm, while bleeding through the stump, and through the stab wound.
The Dark Magic immediately gets absorbed by the sword, getting cleansed by it surprisingly fast. Within a minute, my bleeding stops, as the Dark Magic is completely removed from my body, and I take the sword out, placing it once more into the scabbard on my back.
As the sword stab wound heals, and my bones begin healing, I start walking towards East, after casting a Point Me on a stick I picked up, keeping my Telepathy active. Hopefully I'm not somewhere dangerous.
GROWWWWLLL!
Half a minute after beginning the walk, my stomach reminds me that I'm still hungry, and I sigh.
Unfortunately, I never prepared anything edible to be stored within Nowhere, since food doesn't stay fresh inside. Time still passes, and stasis charms are not permanent. I definitely should have tried something, though.
Teaches me not to be overconfident.
Sighing once more, I look around, trying to see if there are any fruits available, while at the same time keeping my eyes and ears open for any animals, and telepathy to hear for any approaching humans.
A half hour later, I happily munch on a few guavas, while having also found more than a few wild bananas, and oranges. Hearing something running across the forest ground, about a hundred meters in front of me, I stab my left hand forward, the right yet to heal, and cast a stunning charm.
The charm hits the small animal perfectly, dropping it down. Waving my hand, I summon it towards me, and see that it's a Hare. I had smelled it, yes, but the Hares of wherever I am do not smell the same as the mountain hares of Scotland.
Well, time to eat. Waving my hands, now about a kilometre away from the crater I had created by my possible fall, or my arrival here, I cast a few wards. Muggle repellent, a few Privacy wards, and an illusion ward that showed the place exactly as it was, before I came here.
I couldn't exactly go to the Mirror Dimension anymore, since my Sling Ring was also destroyed by the explosion, which was also why I was yet to take a portal home. Which means, I was limited to walking, flying, and apparating, and I doubt even Merlin can apparate across the oceans.
After having a light lunch, since the sun was right above us, I continue my walk, staying completely vigilant. I had gotten my lesson twice now, once when Tim died, and now, when I almost died.
I still have no idea how I survived, since I didn't do anything to save my life. There was literally no time to do anything! One moment Gellert exploded in my face.. not like that.. and the next, I'm falling on the hard ground of this forest, creating the crater.
Well, puzzle for another time.
About three hours later, after a few apparitions, and more than a few focused Telepathy probes, I finally find a few humans, travelling through the forest. Invisible, I stay on top of a tree, and observe them, while also using telepathy to read their minds.
The people were white, but they wore.. old clothes. Their armours were similar to what I had seen Roman Centurions were, except with less red and gold. Instead, these people wore steel armour, and a brown tunic.
And then, there's their thoughts. Those were even weirder. They were hunting animals, with spears and bows and arrows, with a party of 20 men. Some were here for food, some for extra money, and some just for fun.
Either.. these people were all Schizophrenic, with the same fantasy of being Ptolemy XII's Soldiers, or.. I'm.. not exactly in the time that I belong in.
And knowing my luck.. well, fuck.
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A/N: FYI, I'm not trying to copy anyone, but some things are bound to overlap. I had already planned on sending him to the past, since there are a few goals I wanted him to complete while in the past.
You'll know them later.
I had first written Mason waking up in someone's house, but it felt.. wrong. So, this version came to be. Him waking up in a forest, alone, and then moving forward, without anyone's help.
He doesn't have a Sling Ring. He cannot create portals without a Sling Ring, and he definitely cannot do so to exit the Mirror Dimension. So, he's forced to go through this Dimension itself.
He won't stay in the past for long, or at least I hope so. It won't be like him staying in the past, and living through these 2000 years.
FYI, this is the era just before the last Cleopatra, around 50 BC. Why this era? Even I don't know, it just came to me.
Currently, Mason is in North Africa, but not too north. Too North is deserts, and Egypt. He's outside Egypt, in forested regions.
Well, the rest will be in the next chapter. Hope I didn't make the last part too long.
Thank you for your support! Tata!
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Idunno about WWII vets, but anyone who has spent more than a weekend on a field training excersize in the current military will have had easy access to MREs. Storing food for long periods of time without it going bad is their literal job description.
I had thought that Harry broke the elder wand at the end of the books but that was a movie thing apparently. In the books, he just put it back in Dumbledores grave. Very nice little bit of world building right there on your part with the mundane means not being able to break the wand.
I had thought that Harry broke the elder wand at the end of the books but that was a movie thing apparently. In the books, he just put it back in Dumbledores grave. Very nice little bit of world building right there on your part with the mundane means not being able to break the wand.
54. Africa
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Any and all wrong facts mentioned here are entirely my own fault, and the fault of Google for not having enough information on the first page. Thank you.
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56 BC, Central Africa:
I stare at the soldiers from my position on top of a tree branch, invisible, completely silent, odourless, and all around completely undetectable. My expressions slowly morph from curious, to horror, as I keep reading the minds of the 20 men stalking some animal tracks.
Ptolemy XII, Auletes. The current Pharoah, and if I know my history right, one of the last True Pharoahs of Egypt, the last being his daughter, Cleopatra. The 20 hunters, were men of his army, stationed leagues away from his actual Kingdom, to guard against attacking enemies.
It seems the Roman Empire is no longer supporting their Client State blindly, and have begun putting pressure on them. Plus, there's the fact that Rome annexed the Kingdom of Cyprus, from the hands of Ptolemy XII's brother, Ptolemy.
The Ptolemaic Kingdoms had no imagination for their rulers, huh? From the memories of all 20 men, all the recent rulers have either been Ptolemy, Cleopatra, or Berenice.
The soldiers are currently in the upper parts of Central Africa, which explains the forests, and so am I. In Central Africa, somewhen before 50 BC, I can't say for sure. The Room of Knowledge didn't have much knowledge about the Ptolemaic Kingdoms, let alone which King ruled when. I just knew that Cleopatra became a Queen around 50 BC, at the age of 17. She's 13 right now, and her father rules over Egypt, which means the year is probably 57 or 56 BC.
Huh, so not around, but exactly 2000 years before my time? Can't say for sure, since the Roman Calendar hasn't begun to be used yet.
"Jesus fucking Christ." I mumble, realising the situation I am in, and realising how it had happened.
Then, I pause. I can't curse by Jesus's name anymore, he isn't even born yet! The Romans were still following the Greek Gods, just by changing the names, and the Greeks were following their own Gods.
The Egyptians, meanwhile, followed a variety of Gods, thanks to the many religions living in Egypt. Greeks, Romans, Jews, and lets not forget actual Egyptians.
Shaking my head, I bring myself back. I was in the Past, 2000 years into the past. All because I wore my fucking Time Watch to a battle, because I thought I might need it for a quick escape.
Fucking Grindelwald didn't even give me time to try to escape, he just blew up immediately. The explosion probably reacted explosively with the Sands of Time that made my Time Watch, that gave it the ability to go back.
Usually, I could only go back a month, which was the max I could do, either into the Past, or the Future. But the bloody Explosion probably supercharged the Sand or something, and pushed me 2000 years into the Past.
I can't even say for sure if that's what happened, because I don't have the remains of the Watch to find out. Hell, I doubt there remained anything to be classified as remains!
And now, I can't even go forward a single day, since I don't even have a single grain of the Sands of Time with me. I'd used about a quarter of my store in making the Time Watch, and in modifying the Time Slower. The rest, I had kept in my Forge, inside the Chamber of Secrets.
Why the fuck would I even take the Sand everywhere, even in Nowhere?
I also don't have a Sling Ring, since I'd only made one for myself. I can make another one, since I do actually have Goblin Silver, along with a few other precious metals, but I will need a Forge for that. A Magical Forge, which I cannot just.. conjure.
So, I have very few options. The first step is obviously to go to the closest town, which, according to the memories of the Soldiers underneath me, is a two hours walk away, to the North. The rest, I can decide once I'm actually well rested.
But before I can enter any town, and show myself to the people here, I need to grow my hand back.
Sighing, I lean back, and summon a bottle of the Skele-gro Potion, and drink a single dose of it. I just had 3 more bottles, and this fourth one was already halfway empty. Then, I bring out a bottle of my own invention, the Org-grow Potion, and drink a dose too.
A few waves of my left hand later, I lean back on the cushioned tree, and try to sleep. My arm will be back by the time I'm awake, I know that. I can feel it, my body healing with the help of the potion.
4 hours later, I wake up, once more with two arms, and cry. I had actually missed my arm, missed the extra weight it had given me. I wave my newly regrown right hand in front of myself, while casting the Tempus Charm.
@$&#@ #$
Fuck.
Well, of course the spell failed, Time is not yet the same, so far into the past. The Spell has no meaning here, since people haven't yet begun using the 24 hour clock.
Sighing, I look up, and see that the Sun was just starting to set. So, evening then.
Taking a tea bag from the Nowhere, I conjure a steel glass, half filled with water, and boil it with a spell. After preparing the tea, I lift off, Telekinetically floating into the air, while drinking the tea.
Thank God I had the good graces of copying Telekinesis from Essex. I really need to completely immerse myself in the absorbed memories, sooner rather than later. Essex's knowledge, the Ninja's training, they all will come in handy in this Era.
Stumbling a little, I begin flying towards North, towards the nearest town.
As I get a handle on flying, I wonder about this era, and a possible problem I might face.
Essex's memories were very clear, with him having a similar Eidetic memory to mine. He met En Sabah Nur, or Apocalypse, in the 1870s, worked for him for barely a few months.
Apocalypse then took him to some place via a teleportation sphere. Whether it was technology, or his Mutation, Sinister didn't know. He also didn't know where the location was, and I haven't tried creating a portal to the location yet, afraid of accidentally awakening Apocalypse.
He was then dipped in some liquid, which was connected to what I know to be a Computer by some wires, which together changed Nathaniel Essex, and turned him into Mr Sinister. And then, Sinister betrayed Apocalypse, poisoned him by the Plague that he was ordered to create, in the form of a Techno-Organic Virus, sending him back to his original body, in hibernation.
Sinister didn't know if Apocalypse had woken before the 1880s, in the past, but I cannot guarantee that he will stay asleep for 5000 whole years, right under Egypt.
He definitely has some method of leaving his body, and possessing someone else, which is how he had met Essex. But, I have no idea why he didn't just bring his true body outside. A question for another day.
When I had taken Essex's mutation, I barely had a handle on it. I could move things with my mind, because I had some experience thanks to my own Pseudo-telekinesis, I could create Telekinetic shields, although not too strong, and I could speed the motion of thrown things. But I couldn't fly, I couldn't stop bullets, I couldn't stop people in their spots, completely covering them with my Telekinesis.
But, I could feel it, my Telekinesis was improving, the more I used it. But even if I became a complete Master of Essex's brand of Telekinesis, it won't be enough. He wasn't an especially strong Telekinetic, not anywhere close to Jean Grey, or even Betsy Braddock.
He could make use of Telekinesis to move things (or people), freeze people, create forcefields, lift things, send TK blasts, and fly. Jean Grey and Apocalypse were so good at Telekinesis, that they bordered, and sometimes crossed into Matter Manipulation. I want that.
Betsy Braddock, meanwhile, could, or should be able to focus her Telekinetic energy into Psionic weapons. So, yeah, I have a lot to learn, and luckily, I am in the past. Time is all I have.
A few hours later, I reach the town, and use my Telepathy to.. take stock of the town. There were around 2000 people in the town, most of them Africans, but some were of Greek descent. It was ruled by a man named Aqer, an African man.
Aqer is loyal to Ptolemy XII, and has quarterly meetings with him, along with the rulers of other neighbouring towns.
Aqer has a moderately big house in the centre of the town, guarded by tall walls, and a number of guards, some African, some Greek. He also had half a dozen servants, and 3 mistresses, all of them Greek.
I had made sure to go through all his important memories, but I didn't copy them. I didn't need to. I wasn't even remotely interested in Aqer, or how he lives his life. Him having servants(read slaves) does bother me, but if I set out to kill everyone who has servants, or even slaves, the population of the world will be quarter of what it is now.
The reason I'm now walking towards Aqer's house, is that he is rich, and hence, selfish. I have some gold, silver, weapons, and even gemstones in the Nowhere, which I can use to trade with him for currency. I also needed information, but his Mind already provided it for me.
As for Currency, I cannot just create money out of nowhere, since they use Silver, Gold and Bronze for that, in that order. Silver is rarer here, apparently.
Transfiguring fake coins will only lead to more problems down the line, and I cannot transmute Gold or Silver yet. And the amount of coins I'm hoping for, is not something an average man will have in his possession. So, Aqer it is.
While invisible, I transfigure my clothes, modelling them after what I had seen Ptolemy wearing in Aqer's memories, except just a tad bit cheaper, and then change my face and skin tone to seem.. Greek.
Africa was ruled by the Ptolemaic Kingdom, who are Greek in ancestry. These Greek Egyptians might be darker in skin tone to the Greek-Greeks, but their facial structure is still somewhat similar, and very different to the Africans.
Stopping outside the gates leading into Aqer's house, now completely different than what I normally look like, holding a heavy sack in my hands I nod to the guards, who bow back, and say, "Tell Lord Aqer that Athreos Ateos of Cyprus is here, to make trade with him."
One of the guards nods, and goes outside to relay the message, while the second one stays staring at me, and I wait patiently.
5 minutes later, I sit in Aqer's Dining room, having some light lunch, and say, "Thank you for agreeing to meet with me, Lord Aqer."
"I was told you have things to trade. What is it that you need? And what do you have to offer?" The man says, getting straight to the point.
I say, "I need some Alexandrian Drachmas, and tetradrachms. Silver, Gold and Bronze, all are appreciated. I have Gold, Silver, as well as some weapons to trade."
It takes a bit of haggling, and some Telepathy, but in the end, I exchange 2 bars of Gold and Silver each, two steel daggers, and a steel sword, for thrice their weight in coinage.
A handful of those coins are spent to buy clothes, and some spices.
And then, I start apparating further North, going towards the most famous African country in my time, although half the people don't even know the country is in Africa. Egypt. Specifically, the great City of Alexandria.
About an hour of continuous apparition later, I'm finally feeling tired, and stop, seeing the great City right in front of me, about 2 miles away.
Sighing, I stop, and cast a few spells, as I sit down to rest. 10 minutes of resting later, I start walking towards Alexandria, invisible, and smile, as I enter through the gates without any opposition.
Wandering around, I first go towards the Port, seeing the sights, and browsing Minds as I go.
The architecture was amazing, with a mixture of Greek and Egyptian statues and buildings. The City was divided into four quarters, one for the Royals(Greeks), the Jewish people, and the Egyptians. The last quarter was an extension of the Greek Quarter, the Brucheum, where the important places were based.
Each Quarter had their own Markets, and Temples for each of their Gods, along with the Theatre, houses, and a few other important buildings. I move towards the Greek quarter, to go and buy a house. Time to live in Alexandria, the Capital of Knowledge and Learning.
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Welp, I'm officially back to being poor now. Almost 90% of my money went into just buying a small house for myself. The remaining 10% was barely enough to last me two days, let alone the years I'm expecting to spend here.
I had to sell a giant Ruby, for 60 Silver coins, making the total number of coins I have at 87. Sighing, I look at the building in front of myself, having a wonderful idea.
I don't have enough precious metal, or gemstones, to live without working indefinitely. Not unless I plan on living off the land, at least. And while I can hunt for food, gather fruits, in the Forest I had landed into the Past in, I cannot do it forever.
Besides, I'll get bored.
So, I was going to find a job. But not before a good night's rest, in a soft bed.
Turning back, I go into the Greek quarter, and enter my new house. The House was small, with just one bedroom, one kitchen, and a toilet. First things first, I raise my hand upwards, and cast a few protection Wards. The first one will Warn me of any intruders, and wake me if I'm asleep.
The second will make sure that Muggles, mutants, and Wizards alike don't see anything wrong with this house, and make them ignore the other Wards too.
The third Ward is special, it'll only activate in cast the Intruder is a Wizard or a Witch, and if they're here with bad intentions. It.. won't be good for them, that's all I'll say for now.
Then, I go into the Bathroom/toilet, point my finger at the toilet, and write Runes in the air.
The Runes spin around once, in a circle, and fly towards the chamber pot, and then dissipate. I do it a few more times, with different Runes, all in Norse. The Runic spells I used will keep the toilet sanitized, completely clean, and un-smelly. They will also make any piss and shit I grant it, disappear into Nonexistence.
Conjuring a tap into the wall near my chamber pot, I carve Runes into it, that will make it always activate Aguamenti as soon as it is turned on, and do the same for a conjured Showerhead. The House came with a bed, a wood stove, and some furniture, which thankfully included a bucket for washing my butt, and a bigger bucket for bathing, both made out of bamboo.
Then, I go to the Bedroom, and make it more comfortable for me, softening the straw bed a bit, and casting a temperature control ward. It was a Runic Ward of my own design, one I had learned with Helena's help back when I was in school.
Damn, I miss her now. I didn't even speak to her for the last few years, I wonder if she'll hate me for not visiting.
Shaking my head, I go towards the Bed, and sleep, not minding that it's just 7 PM by now. I need sleep, and I need work.
The next day, at sharp 9 AM, I lock my house, both mechanically, and Magically, and go towards the Library of Alexandria.
Walking inside the gates, I move towards the line I could see forming, to be granted or rejected permission.
"Name and purpose?" The official asks, sounding as bored as he looks, once I reach him.
I say, "Athreos Aetos. I'm here to Learn, and find some work to do."
The man writes my name down, and waves me inside. He says, "Ask for Head Librarian Apollonius, he is the one who hires for work. As for learning, you're free to go read anything inside, but only after gaining permission from the respective Librarians."
Nodding, I walk inside, my mind already busy looking for the Head Librarian Apollonius, while looking around at everything.
The Library is big, that much is for sure. It is almost as big as the Hogwarts castle, only not as tall. There were only two floors, and a basement. The building itself was supported by Greek columns, while flame torches were placed every few meters.
The Library itself was divided in Partitions, divided by subjects. Mathematics got a Partition of its own, and so did Geography, Medicine, Philosophy, and History. The other subjects were kept together, divided in a few other partitions.
I stop suddenly, seeing something surprising. A hallway went to my left, with nothing to light it up. The halls were extremely dark, and I couldn't even see 10 meters in front of myself. Above the hallway, written in an arc, were the words 'Heka' and 'Khema'. Magic and Alchemy?
Huh, I'd expected it, but I didn't expect it to be written so openly, without any Wards that I could feel. It makes sense though, until 1673, when the Statute was established, Wizards lived freely, without worries for keeping Magic secret.
Curiosity taking over, I pick a flame torch from the wall, and start walking through the corridor, but stop just after a few steps. The flames had gone out suddenly, without any indication of a reason. No wind blew in the hallway, and the temperature also didn't suddenly decrease.
The darkness was too much, even my enhanced eyesight couldn't see a single thing. Raising my hand, I cast a Lumos orb, and hover it over my head. The Lumos orb lights the hallway up, and I continue walking.
About a minute later, I reach the end of the corridor, which had a plain wooden door. I wave my hand over the door, and not finding any curse on it, touch the door to push it inside.
I suddenly pull my hand back, however, feeling the door absorb some of my Magic. Okay, now I'm creeped out and excited at the same time.
The door slowly opens by itself, making a creeking noise, and I finally see inside, my Lumos orb now disappearing. There was a big hall, almost three stories tall, with flaming torches lining the walls. It was, obviously, a Library.
"It is not everyday that I get a guest. Who are you?" A voice says from deep inside the room, in Egyptian and I couldn't make out where it came from, thanks to the voice echoing.
I could, however, feel a Mind behind a shelf, hiding from me.
Walking inside, I look around, and answer, "My name is Athreos Aetos. Are you the Guardian of this Library?"
The person says, "Yes, so if you've come to steal, I suggest going back."
The man had stated that very calmly, which means people have actually tried stealing from this Library, when they could read for free.
I snort, and say, "I'm here to study, and find some work to do. I was told to find the Head Librarian, and I was on my way there when I saw the Entrance. Be assured, that I'm not here to steal the knowledge."
Copy, probably. Steal, no.
The man finally walks out from behind the shelf, and I see him. He was dark skinned, definitely completely Egyptian. He had a gnarled wooden staff in his left hand, and wore just a white piece of cloth around his waist, and his shoulder.
He is wearing few clothes, but it was nothing worth diverting my eyes over. Speaking of, I'm definitely going to have to get used to the frequent nudity I'm going to see here.
There were a few bangles around both his wrists, and half a dozen rings on his fingers. He also wore some sort of golden neck band, that went down to his chest, and two earrings.
The staff he held in his hand was pointed at the bottom, and had a claw at the top, which held a single round crystal ball. So, he can also use it as a stabbing weapon, along with using it to cast Magic.
"Where's your staff?" The man asks, as he observes me as I do him.
I shake my head, and say, "I don't use a staff."
The man scowls, and asks, "That Roman invention then? Wand?"
Not willing to use the Elder Wand, or even bring it out of Nowhere, when I'm not alone, I shake my head once again, and say, "I don't use any focus for my Magic, just my hands. I did use a Wand before, but it got destroyed in a battle, and I never created another one."
His Mind was.. impossible to get into, as I am now. I'm good, sure, but he is way out of my league. Probably because of those earrings of his. Besides, if all goes well, I won't need to copy his memories, he will teach me himself.
The man bangs his staff on the ground once, and emits a wave of magic from it. The Magic flies from the Staff bulb and the tip, and causes it to form into a wave, like a Ward, that disappears as suddenly as it comes.
However, when I try to get a feel for it, the Ward is no longer there. It's as if the Ward has become a part of the world itself. I widen my eyes, pleasantly surprised. I guess the Library does have some Magical knowledge that I might be able to study, most of all how to make Wards a part of the very world itself. I had thought whatever knowledge I might find here would be outdated, apparently not.
Wonder what else I might learn here.
He doesn't explain what he just did, and says, "You're strong for your age, not many young ones bother to train their Magic as well as you've done."
"Thanks, I began learning at a young age, practicing everyday to not get stagnant." I say, as the man stops once again in front of me.
He says, "Hm.. you're speaking the truth, you haven't come here to steal. Very well, you will be allowed to study here, but you may not take any books, scrolls or anything out of the Library. Be aware, that if a single book goes missing, I will hunt you down no matter where you go."
I smile at him, and say, "Don't worry, I won't steal anything. May I know your name, Master Librarian?"
"You may call me Master Onuris. I am a Priest of Lord Osiris. You may peruse the Library in your free time, but do not damage anything here." The man says, and turns around, banging his staff on every second step.
I nod at his back, and say, "I will return here later, Master Onuris, I need to find the Head Librarian Apollonius for some work first."
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Two Months later:
I sit inside a classroom, many other people with me, as we all write on Papyrus sheets in front of us. On my table, I held a stack of Sanskrit books, that I was tasked with translating into Greek and Egyptian, and write with a reed pen, and an ink pot.
The Sanskrit book was a copy of the Bhagawad Geeta, a holy book I remember reading about in my past life.
The City of Alexandria had a policy, which was solely responsible for how vast the Library was. Every ship that was parked in the Port, was searched for pieces of literature, books, scrolls, etc, which are confiscated.
Everything is then copied, if copies don't already exist in the Library, and then the copies are returned to the original owners, while the original books are placed in the Library. Those original books are then given to the scribes for translation in the two most common languages in Alexandria, Greek and Egyptian.
I was one of the scribes, but I also had other duties if I was free. Translating existing books into other languages as per demand, sorting the scrolls and placing them in the right places, and searching for books if one of the higher ups asks for it.
I got paid 3 silver coins for every day that I worked, which was enough to keep me going. In my free time, I spent a few hours everyday in the Magical Library, just reading, while sometimes Onuris graced me with his presence. He made it clear that he wasn't a friend, and he was definitely not a teacher. He was a Librarian, and that's it.
There went my plans to apprentice under him.
I did find out that the Library was not unprotected. The only way to get inside the Entrance door that led to the hallway was to have Magic, same for the Library door. But it doesn't just permit any Wizard entrance, no.
You needed to be somewhat competent in creating at least Light out of Magic. Mundane flames were snuffed out by the Ward, as had happened to me.
In the two months that I've been here, Master Onuris was the only Wizard I've met. The only reason there even was a Library, was that Alexandria wanted to hoard ALL books, doesn't matter if they cannot use the knowledge they have.
Done with translating the last page, I stand up, picking the three books(Egyptian, Sanskrit, and Greek), and start walking towards the Religious texts Partition. There were just a few people inside the room, some perusing the shelves, and a few sitting on the reading texts. I walk towards the shelf the books were supposed to be kept in, and start placing them.
Smelling something peculiar, I turn to my left, and see a few guards walk into the room, with a single person in between them. The person was a girl, barely 14 years old. But that wasn't what brought my attention to her, it was her scent, and her Mind. The girl was a Mutant.
Judging by the guards, she was someone important. And sure enough, a single glance into all their minds, and I realise exactly who she is. The Daughter of Ptolemy XII, Cleopatra. The future Last Pharoah of Egypt.
I could feel her passive mutation try its Magic on me, just like it did on the others as well as the guards, but my Telepathy could fight it. But I did marvel at her mutation, so subtle, yet so effective.
It was causing everyone that looks at her to do so in a favorable light, to like her. Everyone liked her, except for the extreme haters.
No wonder she's the most remembered Pharoah in the future, her mutation probably inspired a lot of people to not forget her.
She didn't even know she had a Mutation. Her mutation was very weak, but it was very affective on the non-telepaths. It is not too strong, people can still get over it, if they have a good enough willpower. Well, not my problem.
Bowing to the Princess Cleopatra, keeping my eyes down, I walk out, my job done, and go towards the Magical Library. I am not going to mix with a child, least of all the child destined to become the Pharoah and die soon.
Once again, I create a Lumos orb to guide me to the Magical Library, and enter through the door.
I've been focusing on Metal working recently, the Magical kind. I had already read all the books in the Warding Section, but I couldn't implement any of it yet. Most of the spells here, including the Wards, needed a Staff. Even Wands don't qualify as a focus for some of the spells.
Like the Spell that Master Onuris had used to see if I was telling the truth. It didn't force anyone to speak the truth, but every lie is caught, doesn't matter how you try to hide it. Most of the Protective Wards here were.. dangerous, cursed, but I had still read them storing the knowledge in my mind.
Smiling at Master Onuris, I move on towards the Magical Focus section, and continue reading where I had left off. This is what I had focused on these last two months, and I still had hundreds of texts to go through.
There were hundreds of pages about each wood type, sometimes entire books dedicated to a single wood. This repeated for the Magical creatures which can be used in creating Staffs, and which couldn't. Humans, funnily enough, can be used, but only if you use their blood or skull. Anything less, and the Magical value is not enough. Some Priests of Osiris and Anubis used Skulls to cover their Staff heads, magically fusing the two together.
It caused the staffs to be more oriented towards Darker spells, and the blessings of their Gods gave them a gift in Necromancy.
Then there were the other ingredients which can be used as catalysts, or focus points. Like the crystal ball in Master Onuris's staff.
I have yet to read anything about a staff's creation process, still in the middle of gaining the necessary knowledge to begin. But, if the timeline stays like it is, within a single month, I would have my staff, and I can move on towards reading the other books, or towards my goals.
But first, staff.
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Walking through the forests of Africa, I emit Magic through my feet at every step. The Magic sped away from me in a wave, and then returned within a single second, like Echolocation.
The first step of staff creation, is finding a wood, and if you're the future owner of the wand, then you need to find a Wood that reacts with your Magic. I know, many might think, 'Why not find Acacia and use it, your old wand was that, right?'
Nope, tried it. Acacia reacted to me alright, but the reaction was nothing like how the books described. I had lifted a piece of Acacia wood in my hand, and flowed a little bit of my Magic through it.
The wood glowed a soft yellow colour, but that's it. The colours was a very minor reaction, according to the books. So, Acacia is probably good for Wands, but definitely not for staffs.
I did ask myself if the wood needed to be alive first, and I managed to find an acacia plant in the forest. But that plant gave me no reaction at all. Which made me realise something.
Just because one Acacia plant wood reacted well to my magic doesn't mean every Acacia plant is good for me. Just because one Hebridean Black Dragon heartstring was good for my wand, doesn't mean my next wand was also going to be made of the same core, even if the heartstring was from the exact same dragon.
This made me realise why other Acacia wands reacted wildly to my touch, during the Wand selection.
And so, I had developed a method for selecting the right wood for myself. Echolocation. Not many people can use Magic through any other body part but their Hands. For some reason, I can. Probably because I believed it can happen, and it did!
It has been a few days since I'd begun this search for Wood, having told the library I'm leaving for a holiday. I got paid by the day anyway, and I can live off the forest. But I hadn't found a match yet.
Finally, on the tenth day, just when I'm beginning to think that the method I developed was bullshit, I got a ping. I immediately apparate towards the location, and place my hand on the bark of the big tree in front of me.
I channel my magic through my hand, and into the tree, and smile, when something amazing happens. The Entire tree lights up in a golden light, and starts shaking. Some of the leaves drop down from their positions, and fly circles around me, flapping like a butterfly, while the ground underneath starts.. reverse raining? Rocks fly into the air and keep flying up, going God knows where.
Meanwhile, I feel my entire body thrumming with energy, with Magic, as the Magic of the tree and my own resonate with each other. I myself glow in a soft blue light, and feel my hair moving in some wind that I couldn't feel anywhere else on my body. I felt good!
As the Magic starts settling down, I take my hand off, still smiling from the amazing reaction I just had. This.. this was my wood!
Looking at the tree, I recognise it immediately, having studied an entire book about all of its properties. Mopane, the Butterfly tree. With leaves shaped like a butterfly's wings, the tree has a hard wood, and is termite resistant. This plant also has a ton of medicinal uses.
This is definitely my wood.
Raising my hand once again, I cast a spell at a branch near the middle of the tree. The entire branch is immediately cut, leaves and all, and floats in the air in front of me. Then, pointing the same hand downwards, I cast another spell, causing the ground underneath the tree to start digging itself out. I wait until a few dozen roots are visible to me, and search for the thickest root there.
Cutting it off, I float it to join the tree branch, now floating behind me, and frown. It wasn't over yet, I could feel something else down here.
Focusing on that feeling, I close my eyes. It takes a few moments, and I finally feel it, there was something buried here atleast a few dozen meters underneath the tree, that was calling for me, calling for my Magic.
Placing my hand on the ground, I transfigure the ground into Water, just like I had done when trying to find the Lost Diadem. I do it only in a small cylindrical shape with a diameter of half a meter, right over where I can feel the object buried.
The cylinder of water goes deep, at least 200 meters, and I feel the object now dropping downwards, along with a few rocks. A single tug at our connection is all it takes to pull the object out, and I look at it, widening my eyes.
"Well, well, well. Guess Goblins Silver wasn't invented by them as they claimed after all. Goblins Silver was found by them, buried in the Earth." I whisper to myself, staring at the ore of a Magical metal very much similar to Silver, but.. more.
Keeping all three items in the Nowhere, I transfigure the water back into ground, and apparate a few kilometres away to set up camp.
I'll go look for Magical dragons tomorrow, because I know, that only dragons will work for me.
Well, at least I have my Staff's wood now.
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A/N: Okay, I'm going to confess lol.
I had only planned on taking him to the past, not what he will do there. So, I will probably take the story fast. Within 20 chapters, Mason will be back into the Present, with all his goals covered(I hope).
Thank you for understanding, thank you for your support! Tata!
Any and all wrong facts mentioned here are entirely my own fault, and the fault of Google for not having enough information on the first page. Thank you.
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56 BC, Central Africa:
I stare at the soldiers from my position on top of a tree branch, invisible, completely silent, odourless, and all around completely undetectable. My expressions slowly morph from curious, to horror, as I keep reading the minds of the 20 men stalking some animal tracks.
Ptolemy XII, Auletes. The current Pharoah, and if I know my history right, one of the last True Pharoahs of Egypt, the last being his daughter, Cleopatra. The 20 hunters, were men of his army, stationed leagues away from his actual Kingdom, to guard against attacking enemies.
It seems the Roman Empire is no longer supporting their Client State blindly, and have begun putting pressure on them. Plus, there's the fact that Rome annexed the Kingdom of Cyprus, from the hands of Ptolemy XII's brother, Ptolemy.
The Ptolemaic Kingdoms had no imagination for their rulers, huh? From the memories of all 20 men, all the recent rulers have either been Ptolemy, Cleopatra, or Berenice.
The soldiers are currently in the upper parts of Central Africa, which explains the forests, and so am I. In Central Africa, somewhen before 50 BC, I can't say for sure. The Room of Knowledge didn't have much knowledge about the Ptolemaic Kingdoms, let alone which King ruled when. I just knew that Cleopatra became a Queen around 50 BC, at the age of 17. She's 13 right now, and her father rules over Egypt, which means the year is probably 57 or 56 BC.
Huh, so not around, but exactly 2000 years before my time? Can't say for sure, since the Roman Calendar hasn't begun to be used yet.
"Jesus fucking Christ." I mumble, realising the situation I am in, and realising how it had happened.
Then, I pause. I can't curse by Jesus's name anymore, he isn't even born yet! The Romans were still following the Greek Gods, just by changing the names, and the Greeks were following their own Gods.
The Egyptians, meanwhile, followed a variety of Gods, thanks to the many religions living in Egypt. Greeks, Romans, Jews, and lets not forget actual Egyptians.
Shaking my head, I bring myself back. I was in the Past, 2000 years into the past. All because I wore my fucking Time Watch to a battle, because I thought I might need it for a quick escape.
Fucking Grindelwald didn't even give me time to try to escape, he just blew up immediately. The explosion probably reacted explosively with the Sands of Time that made my Time Watch, that gave it the ability to go back.
Usually, I could only go back a month, which was the max I could do, either into the Past, or the Future. But the bloody Explosion probably supercharged the Sand or something, and pushed me 2000 years into the Past.
I can't even say for sure if that's what happened, because I don't have the remains of the Watch to find out. Hell, I doubt there remained anything to be classified as remains!
And now, I can't even go forward a single day, since I don't even have a single grain of the Sands of Time with me. I'd used about a quarter of my store in making the Time Watch, and in modifying the Time Slower. The rest, I had kept in my Forge, inside the Chamber of Secrets.
Why the fuck would I even take the Sand everywhere, even in Nowhere?
I also don't have a Sling Ring, since I'd only made one for myself. I can make another one, since I do actually have Goblin Silver, along with a few other precious metals, but I will need a Forge for that. A Magical Forge, which I cannot just.. conjure.
So, I have very few options. The first step is obviously to go to the closest town, which, according to the memories of the Soldiers underneath me, is a two hours walk away, to the North. The rest, I can decide once I'm actually well rested.
But before I can enter any town, and show myself to the people here, I need to grow my hand back.
Sighing, I lean back, and summon a bottle of the Skele-gro Potion, and drink a single dose of it. I just had 3 more bottles, and this fourth one was already halfway empty. Then, I bring out a bottle of my own invention, the Org-grow Potion, and drink a dose too.
A few waves of my left hand later, I lean back on the cushioned tree, and try to sleep. My arm will be back by the time I'm awake, I know that. I can feel it, my body healing with the help of the potion.
4 hours later, I wake up, once more with two arms, and cry. I had actually missed my arm, missed the extra weight it had given me. I wave my newly regrown right hand in front of myself, while casting the Tempus Charm.
@$&#@ #$
Fuck.
Well, of course the spell failed, Time is not yet the same, so far into the past. The Spell has no meaning here, since people haven't yet begun using the 24 hour clock.
Sighing, I look up, and see that the Sun was just starting to set. So, evening then.
Taking a tea bag from the Nowhere, I conjure a steel glass, half filled with water, and boil it with a spell. After preparing the tea, I lift off, Telekinetically floating into the air, while drinking the tea.
Thank God I had the good graces of copying Telekinesis from Essex. I really need to completely immerse myself in the absorbed memories, sooner rather than later. Essex's knowledge, the Ninja's training, they all will come in handy in this Era.
Stumbling a little, I begin flying towards North, towards the nearest town.
As I get a handle on flying, I wonder about this era, and a possible problem I might face.
Essex's memories were very clear, with him having a similar Eidetic memory to mine. He met En Sabah Nur, or Apocalypse, in the 1870s, worked for him for barely a few months.
Apocalypse then took him to some place via a teleportation sphere. Whether it was technology, or his Mutation, Sinister didn't know. He also didn't know where the location was, and I haven't tried creating a portal to the location yet, afraid of accidentally awakening Apocalypse.
He was then dipped in some liquid, which was connected to what I know to be a Computer by some wires, which together changed Nathaniel Essex, and turned him into Mr Sinister. And then, Sinister betrayed Apocalypse, poisoned him by the Plague that he was ordered to create, in the form of a Techno-Organic Virus, sending him back to his original body, in hibernation.
Sinister didn't know if Apocalypse had woken before the 1880s, in the past, but I cannot guarantee that he will stay asleep for 5000 whole years, right under Egypt.
He definitely has some method of leaving his body, and possessing someone else, which is how he had met Essex. But, I have no idea why he didn't just bring his true body outside. A question for another day.
When I had taken Essex's mutation, I barely had a handle on it. I could move things with my mind, because I had some experience thanks to my own Pseudo-telekinesis, I could create Telekinetic shields, although not too strong, and I could speed the motion of thrown things. But I couldn't fly, I couldn't stop bullets, I couldn't stop people in their spots, completely covering them with my Telekinesis.
But, I could feel it, my Telekinesis was improving, the more I used it. But even if I became a complete Master of Essex's brand of Telekinesis, it won't be enough. He wasn't an especially strong Telekinetic, not anywhere close to Jean Grey, or even Betsy Braddock.
He could make use of Telekinesis to move things (or people), freeze people, create forcefields, lift things, send TK blasts, and fly. Jean Grey and Apocalypse were so good at Telekinesis, that they bordered, and sometimes crossed into Matter Manipulation. I want that.
Betsy Braddock, meanwhile, could, or should be able to focus her Telekinetic energy into Psionic weapons. So, yeah, I have a lot to learn, and luckily, I am in the past. Time is all I have.
A few hours later, I reach the town, and use my Telepathy to.. take stock of the town. There were around 2000 people in the town, most of them Africans, but some were of Greek descent. It was ruled by a man named Aqer, an African man.
Aqer is loyal to Ptolemy XII, and has quarterly meetings with him, along with the rulers of other neighbouring towns.
Aqer has a moderately big house in the centre of the town, guarded by tall walls, and a number of guards, some African, some Greek. He also had half a dozen servants, and 3 mistresses, all of them Greek.
I had made sure to go through all his important memories, but I didn't copy them. I didn't need to. I wasn't even remotely interested in Aqer, or how he lives his life. Him having servants(read slaves) does bother me, but if I set out to kill everyone who has servants, or even slaves, the population of the world will be quarter of what it is now.
The reason I'm now walking towards Aqer's house, is that he is rich, and hence, selfish. I have some gold, silver, weapons, and even gemstones in the Nowhere, which I can use to trade with him for currency. I also needed information, but his Mind already provided it for me.
As for Currency, I cannot just create money out of nowhere, since they use Silver, Gold and Bronze for that, in that order. Silver is rarer here, apparently.
Transfiguring fake coins will only lead to more problems down the line, and I cannot transmute Gold or Silver yet. And the amount of coins I'm hoping for, is not something an average man will have in his possession. So, Aqer it is.
While invisible, I transfigure my clothes, modelling them after what I had seen Ptolemy wearing in Aqer's memories, except just a tad bit cheaper, and then change my face and skin tone to seem.. Greek.
Africa was ruled by the Ptolemaic Kingdom, who are Greek in ancestry. These Greek Egyptians might be darker in skin tone to the Greek-Greeks, but their facial structure is still somewhat similar, and very different to the Africans.
Stopping outside the gates leading into Aqer's house, now completely different than what I normally look like, holding a heavy sack in my hands I nod to the guards, who bow back, and say, "Tell Lord Aqer that Athreos Ateos of Cyprus is here, to make trade with him."
One of the guards nods, and goes outside to relay the message, while the second one stays staring at me, and I wait patiently.
5 minutes later, I sit in Aqer's Dining room, having some light lunch, and say, "Thank you for agreeing to meet with me, Lord Aqer."
"I was told you have things to trade. What is it that you need? And what do you have to offer?" The man says, getting straight to the point.
I say, "I need some Alexandrian Drachmas, and tetradrachms. Silver, Gold and Bronze, all are appreciated. I have Gold, Silver, as well as some weapons to trade."
It takes a bit of haggling, and some Telepathy, but in the end, I exchange 2 bars of Gold and Silver each, two steel daggers, and a steel sword, for thrice their weight in coinage.
A handful of those coins are spent to buy clothes, and some spices.
And then, I start apparating further North, going towards the most famous African country in my time, although half the people don't even know the country is in Africa. Egypt. Specifically, the great City of Alexandria.
About an hour of continuous apparition later, I'm finally feeling tired, and stop, seeing the great City right in front of me, about 2 miles away.
Sighing, I stop, and cast a few spells, as I sit down to rest. 10 minutes of resting later, I start walking towards Alexandria, invisible, and smile, as I enter through the gates without any opposition.
Wandering around, I first go towards the Port, seeing the sights, and browsing Minds as I go.
The architecture was amazing, with a mixture of Greek and Egyptian statues and buildings. The City was divided into four quarters, one for the Royals(Greeks), the Jewish people, and the Egyptians. The last quarter was an extension of the Greek Quarter, the Brucheum, where the important places were based.
Each Quarter had their own Markets, and Temples for each of their Gods, along with the Theatre, houses, and a few other important buildings. I move towards the Greek quarter, to go and buy a house. Time to live in Alexandria, the Capital of Knowledge and Learning.
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Welp, I'm officially back to being poor now. Almost 90% of my money went into just buying a small house for myself. The remaining 10% was barely enough to last me two days, let alone the years I'm expecting to spend here.
I had to sell a giant Ruby, for 60 Silver coins, making the total number of coins I have at 87. Sighing, I look at the building in front of myself, having a wonderful idea.
I don't have enough precious metal, or gemstones, to live without working indefinitely. Not unless I plan on living off the land, at least. And while I can hunt for food, gather fruits, in the Forest I had landed into the Past in, I cannot do it forever.
Besides, I'll get bored.
So, I was going to find a job. But not before a good night's rest, in a soft bed.
Turning back, I go into the Greek quarter, and enter my new house. The House was small, with just one bedroom, one kitchen, and a toilet. First things first, I raise my hand upwards, and cast a few protection Wards. The first one will Warn me of any intruders, and wake me if I'm asleep.
The second will make sure that Muggles, mutants, and Wizards alike don't see anything wrong with this house, and make them ignore the other Wards too.
The third Ward is special, it'll only activate in cast the Intruder is a Wizard or a Witch, and if they're here with bad intentions. It.. won't be good for them, that's all I'll say for now.
Then, I go into the Bathroom/toilet, point my finger at the toilet, and write Runes in the air.
The Runes spin around once, in a circle, and fly towards the chamber pot, and then dissipate. I do it a few more times, with different Runes, all in Norse. The Runic spells I used will keep the toilet sanitized, completely clean, and un-smelly. They will also make any piss and shit I grant it, disappear into Nonexistence.
Conjuring a tap into the wall near my chamber pot, I carve Runes into it, that will make it always activate Aguamenti as soon as it is turned on, and do the same for a conjured Showerhead. The House came with a bed, a wood stove, and some furniture, which thankfully included a bucket for washing my butt, and a bigger bucket for bathing, both made out of bamboo.
Then, I go to the Bedroom, and make it more comfortable for me, softening the straw bed a bit, and casting a temperature control ward. It was a Runic Ward of my own design, one I had learned with Helena's help back when I was in school.
Damn, I miss her now. I didn't even speak to her for the last few years, I wonder if she'll hate me for not visiting.
Shaking my head, I go towards the Bed, and sleep, not minding that it's just 7 PM by now. I need sleep, and I need work.
The next day, at sharp 9 AM, I lock my house, both mechanically, and Magically, and go towards the Library of Alexandria.
Walking inside the gates, I move towards the line I could see forming, to be granted or rejected permission.
"Name and purpose?" The official asks, sounding as bored as he looks, once I reach him.
I say, "Athreos Aetos. I'm here to Learn, and find some work to do."
The man writes my name down, and waves me inside. He says, "Ask for Head Librarian Apollonius, he is the one who hires for work. As for learning, you're free to go read anything inside, but only after gaining permission from the respective Librarians."
Nodding, I walk inside, my mind already busy looking for the Head Librarian Apollonius, while looking around at everything.
The Library is big, that much is for sure. It is almost as big as the Hogwarts castle, only not as tall. There were only two floors, and a basement. The building itself was supported by Greek columns, while flame torches were placed every few meters.
The Library itself was divided in Partitions, divided by subjects. Mathematics got a Partition of its own, and so did Geography, Medicine, Philosophy, and History. The other subjects were kept together, divided in a few other partitions.
I stop suddenly, seeing something surprising. A hallway went to my left, with nothing to light it up. The halls were extremely dark, and I couldn't even see 10 meters in front of myself. Above the hallway, written in an arc, were the words 'Heka' and 'Khema'. Magic and Alchemy?
Huh, I'd expected it, but I didn't expect it to be written so openly, without any Wards that I could feel. It makes sense though, until 1673, when the Statute was established, Wizards lived freely, without worries for keeping Magic secret.
Curiosity taking over, I pick a flame torch from the wall, and start walking through the corridor, but stop just after a few steps. The flames had gone out suddenly, without any indication of a reason. No wind blew in the hallway, and the temperature also didn't suddenly decrease.
The darkness was too much, even my enhanced eyesight couldn't see a single thing. Raising my hand, I cast a Lumos orb, and hover it over my head. The Lumos orb lights the hallway up, and I continue walking.
About a minute later, I reach the end of the corridor, which had a plain wooden door. I wave my hand over the door, and not finding any curse on it, touch the door to push it inside.
I suddenly pull my hand back, however, feeling the door absorb some of my Magic. Okay, now I'm creeped out and excited at the same time.
The door slowly opens by itself, making a creeking noise, and I finally see inside, my Lumos orb now disappearing. There was a big hall, almost three stories tall, with flaming torches lining the walls. It was, obviously, a Library.
"It is not everyday that I get a guest. Who are you?" A voice says from deep inside the room, in Egyptian and I couldn't make out where it came from, thanks to the voice echoing.
I could, however, feel a Mind behind a shelf, hiding from me.
Walking inside, I look around, and answer, "My name is Athreos Aetos. Are you the Guardian of this Library?"
The person says, "Yes, so if you've come to steal, I suggest going back."
The man had stated that very calmly, which means people have actually tried stealing from this Library, when they could read for free.
I snort, and say, "I'm here to study, and find some work to do. I was told to find the Head Librarian, and I was on my way there when I saw the Entrance. Be assured, that I'm not here to steal the knowledge."
Copy, probably. Steal, no.
The man finally walks out from behind the shelf, and I see him. He was dark skinned, definitely completely Egyptian. He had a gnarled wooden staff in his left hand, and wore just a white piece of cloth around his waist, and his shoulder.
He is wearing few clothes, but it was nothing worth diverting my eyes over. Speaking of, I'm definitely going to have to get used to the frequent nudity I'm going to see here.
There were a few bangles around both his wrists, and half a dozen rings on his fingers. He also wore some sort of golden neck band, that went down to his chest, and two earrings.
The staff he held in his hand was pointed at the bottom, and had a claw at the top, which held a single round crystal ball. So, he can also use it as a stabbing weapon, along with using it to cast Magic.
"Where's your staff?" The man asks, as he observes me as I do him.
I shake my head, and say, "I don't use a staff."
The man scowls, and asks, "That Roman invention then? Wand?"
Not willing to use the Elder Wand, or even bring it out of Nowhere, when I'm not alone, I shake my head once again, and say, "I don't use any focus for my Magic, just my hands. I did use a Wand before, but it got destroyed in a battle, and I never created another one."
His Mind was.. impossible to get into, as I am now. I'm good, sure, but he is way out of my league. Probably because of those earrings of his. Besides, if all goes well, I won't need to copy his memories, he will teach me himself.
The man bangs his staff on the ground once, and emits a wave of magic from it. The Magic flies from the Staff bulb and the tip, and causes it to form into a wave, like a Ward, that disappears as suddenly as it comes.
However, when I try to get a feel for it, the Ward is no longer there. It's as if the Ward has become a part of the world itself. I widen my eyes, pleasantly surprised. I guess the Library does have some Magical knowledge that I might be able to study, most of all how to make Wards a part of the very world itself. I had thought whatever knowledge I might find here would be outdated, apparently not.
Wonder what else I might learn here.
He doesn't explain what he just did, and says, "You're strong for your age, not many young ones bother to train their Magic as well as you've done."
"Thanks, I began learning at a young age, practicing everyday to not get stagnant." I say, as the man stops once again in front of me.
He says, "Hm.. you're speaking the truth, you haven't come here to steal. Very well, you will be allowed to study here, but you may not take any books, scrolls or anything out of the Library. Be aware, that if a single book goes missing, I will hunt you down no matter where you go."
I smile at him, and say, "Don't worry, I won't steal anything. May I know your name, Master Librarian?"
"You may call me Master Onuris. I am a Priest of Lord Osiris. You may peruse the Library in your free time, but do not damage anything here." The man says, and turns around, banging his staff on every second step.
I nod at his back, and say, "I will return here later, Master Onuris, I need to find the Head Librarian Apollonius for some work first."
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Two Months later:
I sit inside a classroom, many other people with me, as we all write on Papyrus sheets in front of us. On my table, I held a stack of Sanskrit books, that I was tasked with translating into Greek and Egyptian, and write with a reed pen, and an ink pot.
The Sanskrit book was a copy of the Bhagawad Geeta, a holy book I remember reading about in my past life.
The City of Alexandria had a policy, which was solely responsible for how vast the Library was. Every ship that was parked in the Port, was searched for pieces of literature, books, scrolls, etc, which are confiscated.
Everything is then copied, if copies don't already exist in the Library, and then the copies are returned to the original owners, while the original books are placed in the Library. Those original books are then given to the scribes for translation in the two most common languages in Alexandria, Greek and Egyptian.
I was one of the scribes, but I also had other duties if I was free. Translating existing books into other languages as per demand, sorting the scrolls and placing them in the right places, and searching for books if one of the higher ups asks for it.
I got paid 3 silver coins for every day that I worked, which was enough to keep me going. In my free time, I spent a few hours everyday in the Magical Library, just reading, while sometimes Onuris graced me with his presence. He made it clear that he wasn't a friend, and he was definitely not a teacher. He was a Librarian, and that's it.
There went my plans to apprentice under him.
I did find out that the Library was not unprotected. The only way to get inside the Entrance door that led to the hallway was to have Magic, same for the Library door. But it doesn't just permit any Wizard entrance, no.
You needed to be somewhat competent in creating at least Light out of Magic. Mundane flames were snuffed out by the Ward, as had happened to me.
In the two months that I've been here, Master Onuris was the only Wizard I've met. The only reason there even was a Library, was that Alexandria wanted to hoard ALL books, doesn't matter if they cannot use the knowledge they have.
Done with translating the last page, I stand up, picking the three books(Egyptian, Sanskrit, and Greek), and start walking towards the Religious texts Partition. There were just a few people inside the room, some perusing the shelves, and a few sitting on the reading texts. I walk towards the shelf the books were supposed to be kept in, and start placing them.
Smelling something peculiar, I turn to my left, and see a few guards walk into the room, with a single person in between them. The person was a girl, barely 14 years old. But that wasn't what brought my attention to her, it was her scent, and her Mind. The girl was a Mutant.
Judging by the guards, she was someone important. And sure enough, a single glance into all their minds, and I realise exactly who she is. The Daughter of Ptolemy XII, Cleopatra. The future Last Pharoah of Egypt.
I could feel her passive mutation try its Magic on me, just like it did on the others as well as the guards, but my Telepathy could fight it. But I did marvel at her mutation, so subtle, yet so effective.
It was causing everyone that looks at her to do so in a favorable light, to like her. Everyone liked her, except for the extreme haters.
No wonder she's the most remembered Pharoah in the future, her mutation probably inspired a lot of people to not forget her.
She didn't even know she had a Mutation. Her mutation was very weak, but it was very affective on the non-telepaths. It is not too strong, people can still get over it, if they have a good enough willpower. Well, not my problem.
Bowing to the Princess Cleopatra, keeping my eyes down, I walk out, my job done, and go towards the Magical Library. I am not going to mix with a child, least of all the child destined to become the Pharoah and die soon.
Once again, I create a Lumos orb to guide me to the Magical Library, and enter through the door.
I've been focusing on Metal working recently, the Magical kind. I had already read all the books in the Warding Section, but I couldn't implement any of it yet. Most of the spells here, including the Wards, needed a Staff. Even Wands don't qualify as a focus for some of the spells.
Like the Spell that Master Onuris had used to see if I was telling the truth. It didn't force anyone to speak the truth, but every lie is caught, doesn't matter how you try to hide it. Most of the Protective Wards here were.. dangerous, cursed, but I had still read them storing the knowledge in my mind.
Smiling at Master Onuris, I move on towards the Magical Focus section, and continue reading where I had left off. This is what I had focused on these last two months, and I still had hundreds of texts to go through.
There were hundreds of pages about each wood type, sometimes entire books dedicated to a single wood. This repeated for the Magical creatures which can be used in creating Staffs, and which couldn't. Humans, funnily enough, can be used, but only if you use their blood or skull. Anything less, and the Magical value is not enough. Some Priests of Osiris and Anubis used Skulls to cover their Staff heads, magically fusing the two together.
It caused the staffs to be more oriented towards Darker spells, and the blessings of their Gods gave them a gift in Necromancy.
Then there were the other ingredients which can be used as catalysts, or focus points. Like the crystal ball in Master Onuris's staff.
I have yet to read anything about a staff's creation process, still in the middle of gaining the necessary knowledge to begin. But, if the timeline stays like it is, within a single month, I would have my staff, and I can move on towards reading the other books, or towards my goals.
But first, staff.
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Walking through the forests of Africa, I emit Magic through my feet at every step. The Magic sped away from me in a wave, and then returned within a single second, like Echolocation.
The first step of staff creation, is finding a wood, and if you're the future owner of the wand, then you need to find a Wood that reacts with your Magic. I know, many might think, 'Why not find Acacia and use it, your old wand was that, right?'
Nope, tried it. Acacia reacted to me alright, but the reaction was nothing like how the books described. I had lifted a piece of Acacia wood in my hand, and flowed a little bit of my Magic through it.
The wood glowed a soft yellow colour, but that's it. The colours was a very minor reaction, according to the books. So, Acacia is probably good for Wands, but definitely not for staffs.
I did ask myself if the wood needed to be alive first, and I managed to find an acacia plant in the forest. But that plant gave me no reaction at all. Which made me realise something.
Just because one Acacia plant wood reacted well to my magic doesn't mean every Acacia plant is good for me. Just because one Hebridean Black Dragon heartstring was good for my wand, doesn't mean my next wand was also going to be made of the same core, even if the heartstring was from the exact same dragon.
This made me realise why other Acacia wands reacted wildly to my touch, during the Wand selection.
And so, I had developed a method for selecting the right wood for myself. Echolocation. Not many people can use Magic through any other body part but their Hands. For some reason, I can. Probably because I believed it can happen, and it did!
It has been a few days since I'd begun this search for Wood, having told the library I'm leaving for a holiday. I got paid by the day anyway, and I can live off the forest. But I hadn't found a match yet.
Finally, on the tenth day, just when I'm beginning to think that the method I developed was bullshit, I got a ping. I immediately apparate towards the location, and place my hand on the bark of the big tree in front of me.
I channel my magic through my hand, and into the tree, and smile, when something amazing happens. The Entire tree lights up in a golden light, and starts shaking. Some of the leaves drop down from their positions, and fly circles around me, flapping like a butterfly, while the ground underneath starts.. reverse raining? Rocks fly into the air and keep flying up, going God knows where.
Meanwhile, I feel my entire body thrumming with energy, with Magic, as the Magic of the tree and my own resonate with each other. I myself glow in a soft blue light, and feel my hair moving in some wind that I couldn't feel anywhere else on my body. I felt good!
As the Magic starts settling down, I take my hand off, still smiling from the amazing reaction I just had. This.. this was my wood!
Looking at the tree, I recognise it immediately, having studied an entire book about all of its properties. Mopane, the Butterfly tree. With leaves shaped like a butterfly's wings, the tree has a hard wood, and is termite resistant. This plant also has a ton of medicinal uses.
This is definitely my wood.
Raising my hand once again, I cast a spell at a branch near the middle of the tree. The entire branch is immediately cut, leaves and all, and floats in the air in front of me. Then, pointing the same hand downwards, I cast another spell, causing the ground underneath the tree to start digging itself out. I wait until a few dozen roots are visible to me, and search for the thickest root there.
Cutting it off, I float it to join the tree branch, now floating behind me, and frown. It wasn't over yet, I could feel something else down here.
Focusing on that feeling, I close my eyes. It takes a few moments, and I finally feel it, there was something buried here atleast a few dozen meters underneath the tree, that was calling for me, calling for my Magic.
Placing my hand on the ground, I transfigure the ground into Water, just like I had done when trying to find the Lost Diadem. I do it only in a small cylindrical shape with a diameter of half a meter, right over where I can feel the object buried.
The cylinder of water goes deep, at least 200 meters, and I feel the object now dropping downwards, along with a few rocks. A single tug at our connection is all it takes to pull the object out, and I look at it, widening my eyes.
"Well, well, well. Guess Goblins Silver wasn't invented by them as they claimed after all. Goblins Silver was found by them, buried in the Earth." I whisper to myself, staring at the ore of a Magical metal very much similar to Silver, but.. more.
Keeping all three items in the Nowhere, I transfigure the water back into ground, and apparate a few kilometres away to set up camp.
I'll go look for Magical dragons tomorrow, because I know, that only dragons will work for me.
Well, at least I have my Staff's wood now.
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A/N: Okay, I'm going to confess lol.
I had only planned on taking him to the past, not what he will do there. So, I will probably take the story fast. Within 20 chapters, Mason will be back into the Present, with all his goals covered(I hope).
Thank you for understanding, thank you for your support! Tata!
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- Location
- Namek;Digital World
Pretty sure Osiris is a dude.
- Location
- USA
Hmm....this would be the perfect time to get a sample of Vibranium or 2, as well as a Heart shaped Herb.
Wakanda won't have holographic forcefields and such till like the 1900s. No cameras back then, so no way to track you.
Wakanda won't have holographic forcefields and such till like the 1900s. No cameras back then, so no way to track you.