Harry Potter: New World Chapter 318
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Soft yellow light from the main hall of Lady Greengrass' countryside house met us with calmness, so inner tension from appointment in Malfoy's Manor quickly started to fade away. Delphine right away sent girls with a fireplace to their family house and went to her room after crumpled goodbye.
I shrugged, realising the reasons for such a hurry. After checking if the fireplace was closed, I left the house and apparated to Grimmauld Place.
Before having a nice shower I told the portrait of Lady Walburga about the events at the appointment, letting her process the information. Then I went to the room given to me. Even in my previous visits, when I didn't have access to almost anything, I had a nice, but small bright room with a huge comfortable bed and other necessary furniture. Now the room was still mine, despite the fact that I could get any appartement I wanted.
While laying in bed, I was thinking of things. Different things. Most of them were about the feigned argument, but I couldn't leave it like that. First of all, what could I say about Amycus Carrow as a wizard? A vicious, arrogant middle peasant from an ancient pureblood family. His real potential remained unknown, but towards the end he did quite well in dodging my spells. Definitely, at the beginning he restrained himself, and he definitely didn't use lethal spells, although he could. I read such moments in his eyes when he seemed to be going against his habits. However, on the other hand, various bone-crushing and blood-boiling curses can also kill you. Everything that one needs is a desire. This topic is so slippery, because you can kill with anything, if you have such desire.
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In general, with the beginning of the wizard's self-isolation and the widespread use of duels, the number of uniquely lethal and irreversibly traumatic combat spells began to fall. Probably that's why Avada Kedavra now terrifies and thrills wizards, after all they don't often see this spell even in books. Yes, there are a lot of traumatic ones, but their consequences can be cured whenever necessary in a good case, and only with emergency assistance in especially severe ones. Really killing, focused specifically on killing one or many, such spells are very old and not accessible to everyone. And they are difficult, especially those that don't require any kind of emotions.
However, I can imagine a lot of various spells that resemble a physical effect and are fatal by its use. But I have this vision, and maybe those, who are knowledgeable and versed in science and technology of ordinary people, who study and substantiate natural processes, have it as well. Even take a banal laser … Although, I got too excited. I don't know how many years has theoretical substantiation, but the practical obtaining of a laser became possible about forty years ago, what to say about wizards? It's unlikely that they, in principle, realize not only the application area of the laser, but also the very fact and the meaning of the existence of narrowly directed, coherent, monochromatic, polarized radiation.
This thought gave rise to a chain of completely different assumptions and theories in my head, which led me to an interesting conclusion: I don't want to sleep. But, aside from jokes, tossing and turning in bed, I was able to formulate an elusive thought about the reasons for such an unusualness of spells and enchantments, their fabulousness, visual performance, which together give the magic a flair of mysticism and miracle. Wizards have never particularly observed or have known the world! Of all the spells and rituals I know about, those that to one degree or another reproduce some natural phenomena or other effects can be counted on the fingers of one hand. Everything else is a product of a sick fantasy and the wizard's wishes, in ancient times realized through madness and experiments, and in the last hundreds of years calculated through arithmancy and so on.
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What does this knowledge give me? Who'd have known! On the one hand, you can create unique spell complexes by emulating physical phenomena, and at the same time, this will definitely be my author's innovation. On the other hand, I noticed long ago that the more abstract the spell is, the less understanding of the nature of the process that it reproduces is invested in it, the more magic the spell perceives. It's logical to assume that a spell, composed on the basis of understanding the processes, their calculations and translation into a magical model, can significantly reduce the cost of magic, but make it more complex. However, for those who have ideal memory, sensitivity to magic and control of consciousness, it won't be a problem to reproduce the spell a couple of times as it should be, and then only feed the construct with magic ... Isn't it a common goal and wizard's meaning of life to develop such skills?
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