{Class 34, First Floor, Hogwarts}
"Prof. Vector, do you have some time?" I asked once class had ended. Since it was the last class of the day, everyone rushed back to their dormitories. Only the Gryffindors hung back as a symbolic gesture.
I motioned for Dean and the others to go, as Hermione and I approached the professor, each with our own questions about today's lecture.
"Of course, Mr. Potter, Miss Granger, I could see that you have questions." Prof. Vector nodded at us to go on.
"Yes, Professor. I'm sorry, but the way you tried to explain how spells are cast to us... Most of it was focused on how we use wands as a tool to cast magic. What I don't understand is how wand gestures work. You said that once someone becomes familiar with a spell, they can sometimes use it with fewer wand movements or even through silent casting."
I continued to explain my problem with her analogy, "What I don't understand is that whenever I cast a spell, all I can sense is a rush of warmth leaving my body into my wand. How am I supposed to get familiar with spells when every spell feels the same?"
Prof. Vector nodded at my analogy. "Quite a lot of muggleborn students reach the same conclusion, but they all fail to take into account a crucial element in spellcasting." She said, and, seeing my confused expression, explained, "It's your wand, Mr. Potter."
"My wand?" I questioned as I brought it up.
"Yes, you are trying to approach this problem as a mathematical one, but you are simply treating your wand as a tool that just takes wand movements and incantations and input and produces magic as output." She explained. The way she said it made it pretty clear that she has also had a Muggle upbringing.
"But your wand is way more than that, although you might not be able to tell since you have only used your wand to cast spells. It is like an extension of your own magic. A wand chooses a wizard, and not the other way around. So as you cast more spells, the wand becomes familiar with them. Though it is not entirely the result of your wand getting familiar with your magic and your intent that makes it easier to cast spells, it is one of the important ones." Prof. Vector explained.
'Right, I had forgotten about that, wizards like Lucius were reluctant to give their wand to Voldy to kill Harry. Maybe some of that was related to the fear that their wand wouldn't listen to their intent when and if they got it back.' I thought, as countless times when the relationship between a wand and wizard was emphasized in canon.
"So if someday by mistake I have to get a new wand, I would lose all my progress?" Hermione asked in concern.
"Not exactly. Even if your wand suffers irreparable damage, a decent wandmaker could repurpose its core to recreate it to its original specifications. If even the core is damaged, you would have to select a new wand that matches your magic, and although you might lose some progress and face some unfamiliarity because of a new wand, you would grow into it with time." Prof. Vector explained.
"Yes, thank you, Professor," I replied as I nodded in thanks for her explanation.
"Don't try to rush ahead for the answers, Mr. Potter, Miss Granger. Even the greatest scholars don't have all the answers about how magic exactly works. It is an ever-growing field where research from centuries ago is continuously being built upon and used to rediscover and reinvent magic." Prof. Vector finally gave us a smile as both Hermione nodded and we began walking away.
We were almost at the door when I whispered to Hermione, "You go ahead, I need to ask Prof. Vector about something I found in Diagon Alley."
Ignoring Hermione's confused expression, I walked over toward Prof. Vector, who looked up from the register, sensing my approach.
"Anything else, Mr. Potter?" She asked.
"Yes, Professor." I nodded and sneaked a glance at Hermione, who watched me as I slid off the ring Adorabella had given me. Since I was so unfamiliar with magic, I really needed someone to check it for me. Given her strict nature, I hoped Prof. Vector might know if it had something that shouldn't be there and could harm me.
'Plus, I have a class with her, and she is easier to approach compared to Prof. Babbling, who is the current runes professor.' I thought as I placed the ring on the table.
"Well, you see, someone gave me this ring over the summer, and I kind of accepted it without actually knowing everything about it. Do you know if it is harmful or anything?" I asked with a sheepish expression. It was not my finest moment, but I kinda was thinking with my dick when Adora explained that she would be able to feel me fuck her every time I fuck someone when I had that thing on.
"The ring of shared senses," Prof. Vector said as she lifted it and started moving her wand around it in different patterns. I counted at least a dozen different spells colliding with the ring.
"A wonderful invention created by Lady Hufflepuff herself. She wanted more healers to sense how she used various healing charms to create more mediwitches in a time ravaged by war." She replied as she placed her wand down on the table and looked at me, "Though it has now been reinvented for an entirely different purpose."
I felt a rush of heat flushing down my cheeks as I looked into her stern grey eyes. "It's safe, Mr. Potter, free of any tracking or malicious charms and runes. Though I would advise you to be careful with the group of ladies who are quite famous for using these."
"Yes, Professor," I nodded as I took the ring back and bowed in thanks, partly to hide my flush as I walked away. I hoped to hide from her gaze, and thankfully she didn't say anything, though Hermione gave me a curious look as I joined her, blushing.
"What's that ring?" She asked curiously.
"Nothing, just some trinket I found in Diagon Alley. I was just asking Prof. to make sure it was safe." I added, mixing truths with lies.
"So you put a magical ring on your finger without knowing it was safe?" Hermione gave me an incredulous look, then she shook her head in disappointment.
"Well yeah... pretty much." I shrugged.
We walked in silence for a little bit before she asked, "Want to check out the Library?"
"I thought you'd never ask." I grinned, thankful to be off that topic, and pretty excited to get to the library too.
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{Hermione's POV}
"See you in the morning, Harry." Hermione waved at Harry as he started down the stairs, while she dragged her overflowing schoolbag of newly borrowed books into her dorm.
Today has been a load of fun. Even though most classes started out basic, the professors covered so much that wasn't in the books. And also, there was the elephant in the room.
Her legs almost buckled as she reached her floor. The dull, sweet ache in her core was becoming hard to ignore, especially after spending the whole evening with Harry scouring the library for the reference books she had read about over the summer.
A blush overtook her face as she tried to control her emotions. Thinking of Harry made her think of their little escapade this afternoon. Flashbacks of the pain mixed with so much pleasure that her mind had remained blank for several minutes after the ordeal. Harry had to help her walk a little, as her body had twitched from the aftershocks of her orgasms.
'If I had known it was so fun, I would have done it ages ago over the summer,' She thought, but then again she knew it was going to be filled with pleasure. She had watched how Mum's face had distorted into pleasure as Harry pounded into her from behind.
'Did I make those kinds of faces today?' She thought as she walked into her dorm and found Parvati and Lavender already chattering on about something.
Both of their eyes locked onto me. I had avoided them all day, but I knew the interrogation was coming, especially since they had seen Harry help me back to the dorm.
"You struggled to take him inside, didn't you?" Lavender spoke with a knowing grin. "Trust me, I had trouble walking in the morning too."
Her heart sank at Lavender's words. Did they have sex in the morning? Was she late? She had the advantage; she should have done it over the summer. Regret filled her stomach along with a strange bout of arousal as she asked, "Did you have sex with Harry?"
"Sex? No?" Lavender replied as Hermione looked at her, "His massive dick tore through my asshole, though, reshaped my insides to its liking... Trust me, I have not taken even a dildo that big up there." Lavender shook her head and gestured, describing Harry's size to Parvati with surprising accuracy.
"That's not fair, you guys. You both got a taste while leaving me behind," the brown-skinned brunette pouted.
"Well, you can sneak into his bed later today," Lavender offered, turning to Hermione. "I don't mind sharing him, do you, Hermione?"
'Sharing? Harry?' Hermione thought, lost in thought, before she shook her head quickly at her new roommates. Slightly confused and aroused by the thought of Harry using her new friends to get off.
"See, Hermione doesn't mind. Though you need to practice if you want to make a good first impression. You need to get ready for his size..." Lavender started imparting her knowledge as Hermione walked over to her bed and collapsed onto it, clenching her thighs as her core heated up.
'Why am I getting so aroused at the thought of Harry with someone else?'
-x-X-x-
{First Year Dorm, Gryffindor Dorm, Hogwarts}
I collapsed on the bed and took a deep breath. My mind still swirled with Prof. Vector's class. Over the summer, I learned many spells, practically the entire first-year curriculum, plus a few higher-level spells like the summoning charm. I never had any problems learning them, except for a few spells that took a few tries to get right.
Still, my understanding of how magic works was stuck in that framework: my wand casts magic based on the actions, and I'm the mana battery.
'But from what Prof. Vector was saying, the magical spells are both incredibly rigid yet malleable at the same time.' I thought, looking back to the day Hermione and I could produce different colored lights from Lumos.
"Lumos~" I cast suddenly as I lifted my wand. The top of my wand lit up bright red, just as I had imagined. Although it wasn't entirely useful, since we can change the effects of spells with the help of intent, there would be ways to modify spells a little, wouldn't there?
"Merlin's beard, Harry, how did you do that?" Ron asked, looking at my wand in wonder. Yeah, I'd kind of forgotten that everyone was around.
"Just trying something," I shrugged as I spoke, "Nox~," canceling the charm.
"You got that on the first try?" Neville asked, a little bit of jealousy in his voice as he brought his own out front and spoke clearly, "Lumos~."
His wand flickered with a dim white light a couple of times before the spell fizzled out. He looked at the brown wand in disappointment, then shook his head and tried again.
"Lumos~"
The spell flickered to life once again. It blinked three times before fizzling out. It left behind a disappointed, lanky boy staring at the final result. Neville looked up and noticed everyone was looking at him, so he muttered a soft sorry.
'Right, might as well help him, it's best to get some goodwill from the Longbottom heir, plus it would help with my image,' I thought. Now you would be right to think these thoughts belong to a Slytherin. Unfortunately, most people are self-serving after all. It's just the way human personality is built.
"Here, mate, can you show it to me?" I asked Neville as I walked over to his bed. His was right over to the other side of Ron's.
"Uhh, sure, Harry," Neville replied, awkwardly extending his wand toward me. I pushed mine into my pants pocket and grabbed onto his. Unlike when I held my wand, the familiar rush of warmth was missing, making me realize how different it was, and how much compatibility matters.
"Lumos~" I chanted as I flipped the wand upward. Thankfully, the spell didn't work. It almost failed entirely. The wand flickered a dim light several times before a very weak white light came from its tip.
'I guess the spell success rate helped me there. So my proficiency with the spell would help a lot,' I thought as I called out "Nox~" and the canceling spell failed spectacularly as the wand continued to stay lit up.
"Nox~".... "Nox~" I tried, and the spell canceled only on the third try.
"See, I can't use your wand to cast spells as well because it does not match my magic," I told Neville, getting his attention as his eyes widened slightly in understanding.
"But it's my father's wand, he was a great wizard, an auror," Neville replied almost automatically, like an excuse or a reprimand he had heard countless times.
"Doesn't make much of a difference if it does not match you, mate. After all, you and your magic have inherited the characteristics of both your Father and Mother." I pointed out as Neville stared blankly at his wand, and I held it out to him. With trembling hands, he grabbed it, his shoulders dropping slightly.
'His grandmother has put too much pressure on him,' I thought. I had half a mind to help him get through it, not only because I liked his character in canon, but because he was the other candidate for the prophecy, so he might be helpful later.
"You are Neville Longbottom, not your Father, Neville. You need a wand that listens to you." I patted him on the shoulder as his brown eyes met mine for a moment before he nodded.
"Thank you, Harry," Neville said, clutching his wand against his chest.
"Anytime, mate." I patted his shoulder as I walked away. I noticed everyone was staring at Neville, who sniffed slightly as he drew his curtains and went to bed.
"Do you think I should get a new wand as well, Harry? Mine was passed down from my brother Charlie." Ron asked, hope and eagerness in his eyes.
"Have you tried to cast a spell with it?" I asked, knowing that although he struggled as well, his wand wasn't unusable.
"Lumos~" Ron chanted excitedly and looked back at me with wide eyes as the spell failed, too. Ignoring his look, I shook my head and chastised him, "At least focus on the spell. Don't think about the spell failing before you even say the incantation."
Ron gave me a sheepish look, nodded, and looked straight at his wand. "Lumos~"
A soft white light lit up at the end of his wand as Ron deflated slightly. I'd never seen anyone so disappointed that his spell worked. I shared an amused look with Dean as I slipped onto my own bed, while Ron collapsed onto his, disappointed.
"Did you finish your Potions homework, Harry? Mind if I borrow it for reference?" Dean asked.
I debated for a second, then rummaged through my bag and gave him the three sheets of parchment I had worked on in the Library. "Here, knock yourself out. Just don't copy it as-is. I don't think Snape likes me, and I would rather not be called out for cheating on just the second class and get a Troll."
"You got it, thanks mate." Dean nodded, grabbed the parchment, and drew his curtains with a swift swish. Seamus looked at me, then shook his head and went to bed too. "Barmy all of you, doing homework on the first day... ... I'll borrow those notes tomorrow, Harry."
Shaking my head, I drew my curtains closed too. The jolly atmosphere was somewhat affected by Neville going to sleep, sniffling, so no one was interested in staying awake to chat. I was happy to go along, since I was tired too and needed to wake up early for my workout.
'Might as well start where I had left off yesterday,' I thought as I reached for the corruption diary.
I was pretty satisfied with today, so I quickly slipped past Lavender's page. I had no intention of masturbating again, considering sluts like Lavender were pretty much ready to drop to their knees at my beck and call.
'Hmm, she looks pretty as well,' I thought, looking at Parvati's portrait as I read through her stats.
...
[Parvati Patil]
[Corruption Level: 0/5 {Gossip Queen}]
[Affection Meter: 100/100]
[Inhibition Level: 9/10]
[Inhibition Meter: 59/100]
[Trait unlocked at Level 1: Gossip Sense {blue}]
[Gossip Sense {blue}: You have spent a considerable part of your life wading through the muddy waters of gossip. When you hear a rumor, you have a 50% chance to detect the truth hidden in the gibberish.]
[Trait unlocked at Level 2: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 3: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 4: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 5: Locked]
...
'Kind of a bad trait, but I guess it could be helpful in certain scenarios. Most of the Level 1 traits depend on the personality of the girls, it seems.' I thought, checking out her smiling face one more time before I flipped onto the next.
I'd expected more girls from my year to be on there, but the next picture was surprisingly Aurora Sinistra, followed by the last three female professors currently on staff at Hogwarts.
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[Aurora Sinistra]
[Corruption Level: 0/5 {Flirty Professor}]
[Affection Meter: 100/100]
[Inhibition Level: 9/10]
[Inhibition Meter: 15/100]
[Trait unlocked at Level 1: Star Sense {blue}]
[Star Sense {blue}: A supplementary trait that increases the success chance of reading a star chart correctly by 30%]
[Trait unlocked at Level 2: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 3: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 4: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 5: Locked]
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{First Year Dorm, Gryffindor Dorm, Hogwarts}
I flipped through the corruption diary, which had surprisingly few names compared to the number of witches at Hogwarts. That was interesting, because I had noticed the same thing in Diagon Alley. Even though I visited the place often over the summer and came into contact with many witches, few made it into the diary.
'Is there some significance to canon, like only characters who were mentioned or were significant to the original story have an entry here... but then Daphne was a background character in canon, as a matter of fact, so were Susan and Hannah, so how did they qualify?' I thought as I flipped through, taking in the names and the perks that I could gain.
[McGonagall GIF Stage 0 (Affection Max)]
[Professor McGonagall]
[Corruption Level: 0/5 (Strict Professor)]
[Affection Meter: 100/100]
[Inhibition Level: 10/10]
[Inhibition Meter: 0/100]
[Trait unlocked at Level 1: Calm Mind]
[Calm Mind(Blue): A supplementary trait that increases the success chance of a spell by 30%]
[Trait unlocked at Level 2: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 3: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 4: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 5: Locked]
...
...
[Hermione GIF Stage 2]
[Hermione Granger]
[Corruption Level: 2/5 (Hidden Slut}]
[Affection Meter: 510/800]
[Inhibition Level: 6/10]
[Inhibition Meter: 3/100]
[Trait unlocked: Fast Reading (Blue), Clear Pronunciation {Blue}]
[Trait unlocked at Level 3: Wanded Magic Proficiency (Orange)]
[Wanded Magic Proficiency (Orange): You have a natural affinity for casting wanded spells. Increases
spell learning rate by +40%.]
[Trait unlocked at Level 4: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 5: Locked]
[Known Sexual Traits:]
[Voyeur: Gains excitement from peeping at intimate or sexual situations while hiding from one or more participants.]
[Cuckqueen: Finds the idea of their love interest being intimate with others particularly exciting, with jealousy and arousal becoming closely intertwined.]
[Creampie Enthusiast: Possesses a strong inclination toward being creampied during intimate encounters.]
[Cocksleeve: Has a highly submissive personality in intimate situations and prefers being treated as a sleeve for her partner's cock and nothing more.]
[Fucktoy: Derives satisfaction from moments when she's vulnerable and surrenders control to their partner, allowing them to do whatever they want with her body.]
[Blowjob Enthusiast: Gains pleasure and satisfaction from getting their partner off using oral.]
...
...
[Adorabella GIF Stage 4 (Max Affection)]
[Adorabella Greengrass]
[Corruption Level: 3/5 (Slutwife}]
[Affection Meter: 200/200]
[Inhibition Level: 3/10]
[Inhibition Meter: 02/100]
[Trait unlocked: Charms Inclination]
[Trait unlocked at Level 4: Potions Mastery (Purple}]
[Potions Mastery (Purple): You have a natural affinity for brewing potions. Effects of successfully
brewed potions increased by 50%]
[Trait unlocked at Level 5: Locked]
...
...
[Daphne GIF Stage 0]
[Daphne Greengrass]
[Corruption Level: 0/5 (Noble ice queen)]
[Affection Meter: 0/100]
[Inhibition Level: 9/10]
[Inhibition Meter: 23/100]
[Trait unlocked at Level 1: Calm Mind]
[Perfect Poker Face (Blue): A supplementary trait that allows you to hide your emotions behind a perfect mask]
[Trait unlocked at Level 2: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 3: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 4: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 5: Locked]
...
...
[Susan GIF Stage 0]
[Susan Bones]
[Corruption Level: 0/5 (Noble princess)]
[Affection Meter: 100/100]
[Inhibition Level: 10/10]
[Inhibition Meter: 15/100]
[Trait unlocked at Level 1: Bubbly Presence]
[Bubbly Presence (Blue): A supplementary trait that allows you to gain affection faster with the opposite gender. +30% increase to affection gained.]
[Trait unlocked at Level 2: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 3: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 4: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 5: Locked]
...
...
[Hannah GIF Stage 0]
[Hannah Abbott]
[Corruption Level: 0/5 (Shy girl next door)]
[Affection Meter: 100/100]
[Inhibition Level: 10/10]
[Inhibition Meter: 11/100]
[Trait unlocked at Level 1: Intuitive Gaze {Blue}]
[Intuitive Gaze (Blue): A supplementary trait that allows you to sometimes see through someone's intentions in a social setting.]
[Trait unlocked at Level 2: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 3: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 4: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 5: Locked]
...
...
[Pansy GIF Stage 0]
[Pansy Parkinson]
[Corruption Level: 0/5 (Bigoted Princess)]
[Affection Meter: -5/100]
[Inhibition Level: 10/10]
[Inhibition Meter: 10/100]
[Trait unlocked at Level 1: Unwavering Focus (Blue)]
[Unwavering Focus (Blue): You have a very focused mind that has been carefully nurtured since birth. Increases spell power by -30% to +30% based on focus.]
[Trait unlocked at Level 2: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 3: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 4: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 5: Locked]
...
...
[Lavender GIF Stage 2]
[Lavender Brown]
[Corruption Level: 2/5 (Slutty Schoolgirl}]
[Affection Meter: 120/200]
[Inhibition Level: 5/10]
[Inhibition Meter: 12/100]
[Trait unlocked: Facial Reader (Purple)]
[Trait unlocked at Level 3: Divination Inclination (Purple}]
[Divination Inclination (Purple): You have a natural inclination for the art of scrying into the future. 30% chance of a successful divination reading.]
[Trait unlocked at Level 4: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 5: Locked]
...
...
[Parvati GIF Stage 0]
[Parvati Patil]
[Corruption Level: 0/5 (Gossip Queen)]
[Affection Meter: 100/100]
[Inhibition Level: 9/10]
[Inhibition Meter: 91/100]
[Trait unlocked at Level 1: Gossip Sense {blue}]
[Gossip Sense (blue): You have spent a considerable part of your life wading through the muddy waters of gossip. When you hear a rumor, you have a 50% chance to detect the truth hidden in the gibberish.]
[Trait unlocked at Level 2: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 3: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 4: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 5: Locked]
....
....
[Aurora GIF Stage 0]
[Aurora Sinistra]
[Corruption Level: 0/5 (Flirty Professor)]
[Affection Meter: 100/100]
[Inhibition Level: 9/10]
[Inhibition Meter: 15/100]
[Trait unlocked at Level 1: Star Sense (blue)]
[Star Sense (blue): A supplementary trait that increases the success chance of reading a star chart correctly by 30%]
[Trait unlocked at Level 2: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 3: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 4: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 5: Locked]
...
...
[Septima GIF Stage 0]
[Septima Vector]
[Corruption Level: 0/5 (Stern Professor)]
[Affection Meter: 100/100]
[Inhibition Level: 10/10]
[Inhibition Meter: 5/100]
[Trait unlocked at Level 1: Number's Intuition {blue}]
[Number's Intuition (blue): A supplementary trait that allows you to sense the hidden meaning behind certain numbers reappearing in magical formulae.]
[Trait unlocked at Level 2: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 3: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 4: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 5: Locked]
...
...
[Babbling GIF Stage 0]
[Bathsheda Babbling]
[Corruption Level: 2/5 (Closet Size Queen}]
[Affection Meter: 40/100]
[Inhibition Level: 6/10]
[Inhibition Meter: 54/100]
[Trait unlocked at Level 3: Runes Inclination (Purple}]
[Runes Inclination (Purple): A supplementary trait that allows you to understand and draw runes 30% faster.]
[Trait unlocked at Level 4: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 5: Locked]
...
...
[Molly GIF Stage 0]
[Molly Weasley]
[Corruption Level: 0/5 (Loving Mother)]
[Affection Meter: 80/100]
[Inhibition Level: 9/10]
[Inhibition Meter: 24/100]
[Trait unlocked at Level 1: Household Charms Mastery (White)]
[Household Charms Mastery(White): A supplementary trait that allows you to learn household charms 30% faster.]
[Trait unlocked at Level 2: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 3: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 4: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 5: Locked]
...
...
[Narcissa GIF Stage 1]
[Narcissa Malfoy]
[Corruption Level: 1/5 (Closet Hotwife)]
[Affection Meter: 20/100]
[Inhibition Level: 8/10]
[Inhibition Meter: 76/100]
[Trait unlocked at Level 2: Political Savant (Blue}]
[Political Savant (Blue): An increased chance to learn your rival's weakness the more time you spend time with them.]
[Trait unlocked at Level 3: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 4: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 5: Locked]
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[Amelia GIF Stage 0]
[Amelia Bones]
[Corruption Level: 0/5 (Loving Aunt}]
[Affection Meter: 30/100]
[Inhibition Level: 10/10]
[Inhibition Meter: 0/100]
[Trait unlocked at Level 1: Poker Face(White)]
[Poker Face(White): An unbreakable poker face that can withstand the greatest of shocks. -10% to affection gain while in effect.]
[Trait unlocked at Level 2: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 3: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 4: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 5: Locked]
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[Angelica GIF]
[Angelica Johnson]
[Corruption Level: 0/5 (Flirty schoolgirl}]
[Affection Meter: 41/100]
[Inhibition Level: 9/10]
[Inhibition Meter: 32/100]
[Trait unlocked at Level 1: Natural Tease (Blue)]
[Natural Tease (Blue): An innate sense of when to tease someone of the opposite gender for maximum affection gain.]
[Trait unlocked at Level 2: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 3: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 4: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 5: Locked]
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[Katie GIF]
[Katie Bell]
[Corruption Level: 0/5 (Quidditch Fanatic}]
[Affection Meter: 37/100]
[Inhibition Level: 10/10]
[Inhibition Meter: 56/100]
[Trait unlocked at Level 1: Athletic Body(Blue)]
[Athletic Body(Blue): A body that is easily malleable and gains more benefits from physical training.]
[Trait unlocked at Level 2: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 3: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 4: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 5: Locked]
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[Cho GIF]
[Cho Chang]
[Corruption Level: 0/5 (Rawenclaw princess)]
[Affection Meter: 75/100]
[Inhibition Level: 10/10]
[Inhibition Meter: 12/100]
[Trait unlocked at Level 1: Perfect Smile (White}]
[Perfect Smile (White): You gain a perfect smile that increases your affection gain from the opposite gender by 10%.]
[Trait unlocked at Level 2: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 3: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 4: Locked]
[Trait unlocked at Level 5: Locked]
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...
'Wow, I kind of expected her to be a bit open, but nothing like that,' I thought as I looked at Prof. Babbling's portrait for a while. I resisted the temptation and flipped to the next page, which was, surprisingly, someone I didn't expect to be there.
'What is Molly doing here-' I paused as I heard the curtains move. A sense of déjà vu hit me as I tried to look, but aside from the silhouette of someone sneaking in, I couldn't make out who it was.
'Is it Lavender?' I thought, reaching for my wand in my inventory.
I felt the mattress dip as the curtains were closed once again. A warm weight settled over my hips before I could get my bearings.
When I used my wand to cast "Lumos~", I looked into her dark eyes as her dark, braided hair rested on my shoulders as she leaned down. I saw a faint shine of excitement in Parvati's eyes before she closed the gap. I tasted peppermint on her breath as she leaned in and kissed me, soft at first, then more sure when I kissed her back.
...
[4(2.5x 10x) LP gained for kissing Parvati]
...
'I wonder if that is a spell, because if it is, then I want to learn it,' I thought as my hands reached to feel her thin frame. She was definitely the most slender woman that I had held in my arms.
Her nightshirt was thin, and I could feel her smooth, dark skin as I put my hands on her waist. She moaned slightly into my mouth, and the kiss deepened. It was a wet kiss, her tongue sliding against mine, her fingers finding my hair. I heard the bed creak slightly as I adjusted, my hips grinding upwards against her heated core as she moaned.
She rolled her hips once, feeling the weight of my growing erection wedged against her. Then I slid down slightly as she began grinding against me. I slid my hands under the hem of her nightshirt. I touched her bare skin and felt the heat radiating off her body.
The curve of her ass filled my palms as my hands slid down against the satin nightshirt, and she pushed back into them, giving me control to use them to grind against her pelvis. When I thumbed a nipple, she shivered and bit my lower lip, not hard, then leaned down with hunger as the kiss turned messier.
Our tongues began dancing in and out of each other's mouths. We occasionally broke apart, looked at each other, and said nothing. I mostly liked to be silent during sex except for moans and grunts, and I guess I found a kindred spirit as she moved her body, demanding attention instead of speaking out loud.
As time went on, I felt heat gathering where she rocked against me. I could feel how little she was wearing, the softness of her velvet shorts against my hands. The way her breath hitched as she gasped and moaned each time the ridge of my crown dragged over her pussy through the soft fabric.
Her hands finally left my hair as she reached down and tugged at my trousers. As if she feared she would lose the courage to proceed. Cool air hit my cock as I felt it rise and collide against her stomach. My eyes had adjusted to the dim light, watching her eyes widen as her soft hand failed to wrap around my engorged dick.
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[9(2.5x 10x) LP gained for getting a handjob from Parvati]
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Eight inches of thick meat, flushed dark at the top, already curving up toward my stomach, a bead of wetness visible at the tip as precum leaked against her hands. The contrast made me twitch in her grip. She stroked me once, from base to tip, spreading that bead of precum with her thumb, then she slid back on my legs, her hips resting on my knees as she leaned down and kissed the head.
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[18(2.5x 10x) LP gained for getting a blowjob from Parvati]
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Her lips felt soft and wet from our combined saliva. Her tongue peeked out as it traced the underside slowly, from the ridge down as far as she could reach, then back up again. She was savoring it, placing open-mouthed kisses along the vein. She flipped her hair onto the other side as she started peppering kisses along the shaft before coming back to the tip.
Her tongue flattened on the crown as she opened her mouth. She enveloped the head in her warm lips and sucked, cheeks hollowing, and the pleasure of it went straight up my spine.
The wet sound was loud in the dark—schlick—as her hand worked, moving up and down on the area her mouth hadn't reached yet. Spit gathered at the corner of her lip as it dribbled down my cock, making it easier to move. She slowly lowered her head and tried to take all of me in, got to halfway, lips stretched around the girth, and had to pull back. A thin string connected her mouth to the crown before it broke.
"You are too big," She whispered in awe as her first words reached my ears. She looked up, a flush and fascination on her face, her hands never stopping.
She went back down without another word. Knowing that it was a losing battle, she focused on rhythm this time. Her hand and mouth moved together. She sucked in hard as she moved, her hands working as an extension of her mouth as she moved together with a tight two-handed grip.
Her tongue remained pressed under the head. A soft gag when she pushed too far every few strokes, and the crown nudged her throat — glk — before she retreated, followed by a breath through her nose, another attempt.
She was not obsessed with taking me down her throat and simply worshipped what she could take: long licks that left my dick shining, kisses pressed to the side of the shaft, every few strokes before she went back to sucking until I leaked more precum that she licked up with an excited expression. Her eyes kept flicking up to watch my face.
'Since she has no intention of trying too hard, I can try to see if that works.'
I touched her head, and she paused.
"Let me taste you too," I said, and she froze for half a second. Her eyes were locked onto my face to make sure I was serious before she moved. She didn't let go, her lips remained stuck to my cock as she gagged against it in her attempt to take off her shorts or panties before turning on my dick like a top.
Her leg swung over my chest. For a second I had the full view: her pussy flushed, glistening, freshly shaven and damp, before she lowered herself.
Her weight settled over me, giving me space. I felt her heat hover over my face, and then she pressed down when I grabbed her hips and pulled her down. I licked her, a long stripe from the entrance up to her clit, and she moaned around my cock, muffled and filthy, the vibration running straight through the shaft.
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[27(2.5x 10x) LP gained for giving oral to Parvati]
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'I guess experiment A was a success.'
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{First Year Dorm, Gryffindor Dorm, Hogwarts}
I have never been a huge fan of cunnilingus sex at first, it was the sour taste that instantly put me off the first time I tried it. But over time I got used to it, and then I began to enjoy the way they moaned my name and wrapped their thighs around my head when they came.
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[Parvati Patil gained a new sexual trait: {Cunnilingus enthusiast}]
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I've never tried this position. While 69 has been a staple of the meme world, I've somehow never experienced this feeling in my past life. As I adjusted my grip, my fingers sinking into Parvati's ass cheeks, I went for another lick, this time focusing on using the tip of my tongue to crave the walls of her labia.
"Mhmmmm~" Parvati moaned, her muffled voice once again felt like a mini orgasm as I retaliated in kind, my lips wrapping around her clitoris as I suckled on it, making her thighs tremble on either side of my head.
"Mhmmm~ Mhhhmmm~" Parvati moaned before she began to suck my cock again. Eight inches and a bit too thick for her to take cleanly. She had me halfway, lips tight, both hands working the rest in a slick grip. Spit ran down the shaft onto my stomach. Every time I flicked my tongue, she sank a little deeper and gagged — glk — then pulled back to breathe through her nose and tried again.
The symphony of moans and gags reverberated around the curtained room, hidden away from my four roommates as we quickly brought each other closer to cumming. I never realized how much control this position gives, even though it seems like the one on top was initiating everything.
I could flick her clit with my tongue, and she would moan into my dick. Each action was rewarded in kind from both sides as we both enthusiastically sucked each other off in an attempt to increase our own pleasure.
I started pushing my tongue inside her now. Her hips started moving as she rocked against my mouth, grinding, chasing her orgasm. Her actions deepened as she started to lose control, followed by the occasional choked gag.
I let go of her right ass cheek and lightly pinched her clit once, then started to rub steady circles along that bud as I used my tongue to penetrate deep into her cunt. Her rhythm faltered as she pulled off my dick with a gasp, a string of spit breaking across my stomach, and sat more fully on my face as her thighs started to tremble.
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[45(2.5x 10x)LP gained from making Parvati squirt through oral sex]
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I held her hips and continued as she came… hard. Her thighs clamping around my cheeks. Her cunt pulsing against my tongue as a hot rush flooded my mouth. My nose was pressed along the edge of her pussy as I stopped breathing while she shook and whimpered, soaking my chin.
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[45(2.5x)LP gained from making Parvati squirt through oral sex]
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A second wave hit before the first had even finished. She ground down, grinding her pussy against my tongue as she forgot my cock entirely for a few seconds. This time she didn't squirt too much as she regained some wit.
My cock twitched as I took a deep breath once she dropped forward and took me as deep into her mouth, gagging when the head nudged her throat — glck-guak —then pulling up to breathe and sinking again. For the first time, she tried to push, intending to take me inside her throat. I groaned against her cunt, and restarted licking her through the aftershocks of her orgasms.
Her head bobbed up and down as she slammed my cock past her throat barrier, it was just the tip, but the continued stimulation and the tightness of her throat caused me to twitch as I felt my orgasm running up my cock.
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[36(2.5x 10x)LP gained from making Parvati deepthroat]
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She did not pull off as I twitched. So I swung my leg over her head, holding her in place as I thrust my hip upward, pushing another inch down her throat as she gagged.
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[45(2.5x 10x)LP gained from giving Parvati a throatpie]
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"Gwacckk~" I came. Thick pulses flooded into her throat as she tried to swallow, and my cock popped out of her tight throat, and I flooded her mouth. I let go of her head as her mouth bobbed on my cock, another flood of warm liquid flooded her oral cavity as she had another mini orgasm while her tongue lapped up the cum lathering up her mouth.
"Hah~ Hah~" I gasped, my hot breath colliding against her glistening cunt as she gulped down her midnight snack.
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[9(2.5x 10x) LP gained for spanking Parvati's ass]
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Rubbing her ass, I gave it a spank once she was done, with the intent of collecting some more LP as she finally finished her meal, and Parvati rolled over onto the mattress, mimicking me by taking deep breaths.
I could have asked her what was going on, but I was content to let her rest for a moment. Looking at her sexual traits and her technique, it became clear that she had some experience in giving blowjobs, but receiving oral sex was the first time for her.
'I wonder if she's a virgin?' I thought as her ass finally moved. I looked as she kissed the top of my dick, giving me a sense of Dejavu as she started to move. With quick movements, she opened the curtain and slipped out of the bedroom.
"Good night, Harry~" she moaned in her accented voice in my ear as she slipped out and quickly ran toward the door. Something wet collided with my leg, and when I reached for it, I felt it was a similar souvenir.
'Those girls talk about everything. Did Lavender really tell her the entire process of the blowjob, from the kiss at the end to leaving behind her panties as a gift?' I thought, reaching for my wand and casting the lighting charm: "Lumos~"
Looking down, I confirmed the bright red panties, which I quickly put into my inventory, and just as I was about to pull my curtains closed, I looked into a pair of wide brown eyes staring at me in shock.
'Uhhh…' My mind blanked for a second as Dean nodded to me in what seemed like respect before closing his curtains.
'Well… surely there are not going to be rumors about this tomorrow…' I sighed, pulled my curtains closed, and collapsed onto my bed. I pushed any thoughts of rummaging through the corruption diary to the back of my mind. There really is some kind of power in it that summons witches who want to suck me dry…
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'Maybe I should open it just to check.' I joked as a blue notification appeared in front of me.
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[-1 Affection with Hermione for getting a blowjob from Parvati]
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Quickly followed by another.
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[+5 Affection with Hermione for getting a blowjob from Parvati]
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'She really needs to make up her mind.'
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-x-X-x-
{Quidditch grounds, Hogwarts}
{Next Morning}
"See ya tomorrow, Harry," Cho waved as she walked away. I was mid-push-up, so I just nodded back. My eyes drifted towards her swaying ass, the leggings clinging tightly to her curves giving it an enhanced look as her cheeks jiggled slightly with each step.
After enjoying the eye candy for a moment, I went back to completing the set. My arms were burning slightly, but I still had 15 more to go. As I did so, my thoughts drifted back to today's schedule.
'I have a lecture with Quirell, which would be a waste of time, but I still need to be careful considering that Voldemort is attached to the back of his head. After that, I have to endure another session with Snape… Speaking of that, I should level up Occlumency, considering I had quite a few gains yesterday.' I thought as I brought up my current LP and converted it into the EXP pool.
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[Available LP: 12,618 ->0]
[Experience Pool: 0->1,261]
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'First, let's see how much of an upgrade I get if I level it up once.' I thought and dumped 13 EXP into the skill. The skill activated on its own, and a sense of calm descended on me again. Still, the mana drain was much higher than before, but it quickly stabilized.
I canceled the skill and felt my senses sharpen as I brought up the skill interface to see what had changed.
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[Occlumency Lv 1 (0/1000)]
[The magical art of shielding the mind from outside intrusion. Improves control over thoughts, emotions, and memories while increasing resistance against mental interference.]
[Cost: >1 MP/s]
[{Passive Meditation}: Gain a 50% boost to Mana Regeneration while Occlumency is active]
[{Tier 1 Effect}: Gain passive shields that protect your mind from surface-thought scrying. The shield can regenerate with mana. A competent Legilimency user can easily break through it.]
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'Wait, what?' I thought as I reread the description and then focused on it. At first, I couldn't tell if the Occlumency skill was active, but when I focused hard enough to find it, I could tell a blanket of mana, one that might not have been there before, sat somewhere in my head.
'I hadn't exactly tried very hard to map what exactly the mana does in my body. But I think I need to try it later,' I thought as I opened my eyes and read through the notification again. Clearly, this Occlumency skill followed a different skill curve than normal spells, which raised the question of what made it so different.
'One major difference is that it is not a wanded spell but could be considered a form of wandless magic. Maybe that was a thing?' I thought, but I was just guessing here. I wonder if Legilimency falls under the same thing.
'I need to see if I can talk to Susan about obtaining some knowledge about this.' I thought, hesitating for a moment, then dumped another 1000 exp into Occlumency. The skill activated on its own once again, and a familiar sense of calmness descended upon me.
But this time it was different. The slight strain in my arms felt almost dissociated from it. I looked down at my hands. They were still trembling slightly, but when I tried to move, I didn't feel exertion as my body just did the motions.
I canceled the skill with a thought and panted, "Hah… Hah…"
'Okay, what the fuck was that?' I thought and opened the skill window for an explanation.
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[Occlumency Lv 2 (0/10000)]
[The magical art of shielding the mind from outside intrusion. Improves control over thoughts, emotions, and memories while increasing resistance against mental interference.]
[Cost: >1 MP/s]
[{Passive Meditation}: Gain a 50% boost to Mana Regeneration while Occlumency is active]
[{Tier 1 Effect}: Gain passive shields that protect your mind from surface-thought scrying. The shield can regenerate with mana. A competent Legilimency user can easily break through it.]
[{Tier 2 Effect}: Gain the ability to actively isolate emotions, pain, stress, and other senses.]
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The description was much more quaint than the Tier 1 effect, but it made it clear where my next 10,000 free exp was going.
'If each effect was as overpowered as this, it was worth the investment. I just need to be careful as to how I manage my LP.' I thought as I did the last seven pushups. The almost two-minute hold hadn't done me any favors, but I pushed through it and flopped to the ground.
"Fuck," I grunted as I shook my hands slightly to relieve the tension and stared at the morning sky. It wasn't every day you got to see the sun here, so I enjoyed a moment of peace as my hands stopped screaming for help before I stood up.
'A nice jog up seven levels of stairs should work as a cooldown exercise, right?'
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{Class 34, Third Floor, Hogwarts}
I walked in almost 5 minutes before the lecture was supposed to start with Hermione. Lavender and Parvati were already seated on the last bench on the right side of the classroom, and Neville was seated two seats in front of the girls while the rest of the boys were nowhere to be seen.
I grabbed a seat in front of Parvati and Lavender, and they both suppressed a giggle when Lavender whispered, "Did you have a nice 'lunch', Hermione?"
The way she said "lunch" made it clear she wasn't talking about the Great Hall feast. I looked at the cat sitting on the main table and saw her ears twitch slightly.
'I'm pretty sure she heard her. Speaking of which, I don't remember if it was mentioned in the books that the animagus form gives someone benefits like a boost in human form or something.' I thought, then froze as my mind drifted back to the strange way Occlumency gained traits within each level-up.
'Maybe it works the same way. I've got to figure out how to gain an animagus form.' I thought, tuning out the girl talk. My eyes drifted as I caught another glance from Daphne, who quickly looked away. We had caught each other's eye quite a lot during the few classes we'd had, but I don't think now is the right time to approach her.
"Tempus~" I cast and looked at the time.
"'1:54"'
'Well, looks like someone's late.' I thought, and no sooner had I said that than I heard the pitter-patter of shoes against the stone floor stop outside the classroom door that had closed moments earlier.
"Whew~ we made it, hah," Ron huffed as Semus and Dean nodded along. "Can you imagine the look on McGonagall's face if we had been late?"
I watched, amused, as the cat on the table jumped and transformed mid-air into Prof. McGonagall, who gave the trio of Gryffindors an unamused look.
"That was bloody brilliant," Ron exclaimed without thinking as I felt Hermione shake her head slightly while Parvati and Lavender hid a giggle.
"Why thank you for that assessment, Mr. Weasley. Perhaps it would be ideal if I had to transfigure one of you three into a pocket watch. That way, at least one of you might be on time." Her clipped tone caused Dean and Seamus to shrink back.
"We got lost," Ron managed to blurt out as an excuse, but McGonagall quickly countered, "Then perhaps a map…"
'Right, I should talk to the twins later today about the map. It would make moving around so much easier, and would also give me an excuse to deal with Scabbers.' I thought as Ron slid onto the bench in front with Neville while Dean and Seamus got the short end of the stick and had to sit in front of a glaring McGonagall.
Apparently, she didn't need a headcount, as she had already taken account of everyone, and she simply walked over to her table and began speaking, "Transfiguration is some of the most complex and dangerous magic you will learn at Hogwarts. Anyone who messes around in my class will leave and won't be allowed back. You have been warned."
She waved her wand at her desk, and it collapsed onto itself, turning into a pink pig that shook its head in confusion as it looked around. "This is a NEWT-level transfiguration. By the time you graduate, I expect you to be able to perform a task like this proficiently. But for today's lesson, please copy down the wand movements and the pronunciation for your first transfiguration spell."
She waved her wand, and the board flickered. A diagram describing the wand movement of the spell appeared on the board as it moved, following the wand movements along with detailed instructions about the spell.
"'mutatio~"'
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{Class 34, Third Floor, Hogwarts}
I have never been a fan of taking long notes, so instead of copying Prof. McGonagall's full explanation on the board, I wrote down the main points for revision.
"'Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration consists of five core principles.
The Principle of Substantial Change: Transfiguration changes a target's actual substance and structure. A wooden match that was successfully transfigured into a steel needle possesses the hardness, weight, and other ordinary properties of steel for as long as the transfiguration lasts.
The Principle of Defined Form: Every transformation requires a sufficiently defined outcome. The caster must understand the properties relevant to the result: shape, material, texture, and function.
The Principle of Magical Equivalence: Magic supplies the difference between the original object and its transformed state. Changes in substance, size, and complexity determine the power required to complete the spell. Transforming objects of similar size and weight is generally easier than transforming them into a radically different shape and size.
The Principle of Structural Stability: A transformation's durability depends on how completely and coherently the new form is established, and on the amount of magic used. An incomplete transformation may retain original features and revert very quickly. A fully stabilized transformation can persist without the caster's continued intent for a while, depending on how much magic remains after the transfiguration.
The Principle of Material Continuity: A transfigured object always retains a magical connection to its original state. This connection makes reversal possible. There is no known way to make a transfiguration permanent, as it would sooner or later return to its original state."'
Despite spending the summer learning spells, I hadn't touched transfigurations much. Sure, I read about the spells, but Hermione took the warnings mentioned in our books very seriously and refused to practice transfiguration because, according to the book, unsupervised transfiguration could be dangerous.
'Anyway, at least I could now try it,' I thought as I copied down the transfiguration formulae.
"'t=((w x c)/(v x a)) x Z t (Intended Transformation): The overall difficulty or outcome of the spell.
w (Wand Power): The strength and capability of the wand being used.
c (Concentration): The mental focus of the witch or wizard casting the spell.
v (Viciousness): The aggression or intent behind the magic.
a (Bodyweight / Mass): The weight or mass of the starting object.
Z (Unknown Variable): The Gamp's constant."'
Looking at the gibberish in front of me, I couldn't help but think of how useless this formula actually was. How does one even quantify the overall difficulty of a transfiguration? So even if the book says turning a match into a needle is classified as somewhere between 2 and 3. And why are we calculating this anyway?
Also, what about wand power? Surely everyone will have different compatibility with their wands, or maybe they are talking about the cores. I know the book said different cores have different wand power, with dragon heartstring being the strongest and unicorn hair the mildest, though the difference isn't that much.
I finished writing it down and was thinking about it when Prof. McGonagall started speaking, "Now before we begin, I'm sure you guys have already read about the transfiguration formulae. It is a theoretical concept that is popular for trying to identify how proficient someone is based on the types of transfiguration they can accomplish."
"You don't need to know this formula too well, as it is now considered a failed model of approach, but it did bring us down the correct path as to how a transfiguration works. The two things you need to focus on are the intent and imagination when trying to get a transfiguration charm to work." Prof. McGonagall spoke as she flicked her wand, and the words on the board shifted.
The previous spell word expanded, now with various prefixes and suffixes attached.
"'ferrum mutatio acus~"'
"'metallum mutatio acus~"'
"'ferrum mutatio furcilla~"'
"When casting the first spell, you need to think and imagine your matchsticks changing into needles and their material transforming into iron instead of wood." Prof. McGonagall explained as she swished her wand towards the matchbox on her table. It began to float down the aisle, with matches drifting onto the tables in front of us.
"When casting the second spell, you need to think and imagine your matchsticks changing into metal and their material transforming into iron instead of wood. And as for the last spell, which you will probably need to perform in your exams, you need to think and imagine your matchsticks changing into a fork and their material transforming into iron instead of wood." She finished, looking around, expecting questions.
Hermione was the first one to raise her hand, and the only one. "Miss. Granger," Professor McGonagall acknowledged.
"If we change the prefix and suffix of the spell, can we change anything into anything?" She asked.
"Theoretically, yes." Prof. McGonagall nodded. "Though the basic form-changing spell," she pointed to the board, "Does have several constraints that we will discuss in the next class. In short, if you have an infinite amount of magic, yes, theoretically you can change anything into anything with just the basic spell."
She looked around, and once she noticed that none of us were asking any questions, she asked, "Okay then. Please attempt to change your matchsticks into needles, you can choose any of the first two spells to cast."
The classroom filled with the rustle of parchment as everyone pushed it aside and placed their matchsticks on the table.
"ferrum mutatio acus~"
"ferrum mutatio acus~"
"metallum mutatio acus~"
The room filled with the sounds of the spell being attempted as everyone eagerly tried transfiguration, still amped up by Prof. McGonagall's display of turning her desk into a pig.
'I guess it's safe to say that now is the perfect time to use Occlumency,' I thought as I focused on the task at hand and activated the skill. The sounds faded away as I focused on the matchstick before me.
I looked at the board and the diagram, then tried to perform a weird-looking reverse '3', followed by a semi-circle enclosure, and drove the wand through the figure drawn in the air.
'Kind of looks like a reverse 3 followed by p written together in cursive,' I thought. Before casting the spell, I closed my eyes and focused, I focused on the match turning metallic and shiny as its tip elongated into a pointy needle.
"metallum mutatio acus~" I spoke the incantation clearly as I performed the spell, and I felt a rush of mana leave me as the match began to change. It turned silver and metallic, and the match head became a needle point. I cut the spell off, worried about draining myself dry since the transfiguration was done.
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[Learned new spell: {Basic form-changing spell Lv 0}]
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'Nice,' I thought as I flicked the spell notification aside, picked up the needle, and frowned. Although it looked like a needle, it still felt slightly off in my hand. It was heavier than before, but not too heavy for a metal needle.
"A very good attempt, Mr. Potter, 2 points to Gryffindor," Prof. McGonagall said as she walked over and took the match/needle to examine it as everyone turned to look at me.
"Though you need to change your approach just slightly. You are imagining a needle as big as the match, which would mean your magic has to generate so much extra weight that the spell couldn't handle it, because it would take too much magic to pull this off. Instead, you should imagine the needle to be thinner and smaller to properly even out the weight." She explained as she placed the needle back on my desk and pointed at it, "Finite Incantatem~"
"Yes, thank you, Professor." I nodded my thanks, and my attention easily shifted back to the match. With Occlumency in effect, I could ignore Ron and Neville's excited whispers about the points I had earned for Gryffindor.
'Okay, the spell draining for me even after I thought the transfiguration was done meant it was still working on it, converting the inside of the match into metal, I just did not give it enough time. But who knows how much mana it would take to accomplish something like that. I should try that instead of heating up my bed with a hot air charm tonight.' I thought, before changing my imagination a little.
This time I focused on the match turning metallic and shiny as it shrank to a third of its size, its tip elongated into a pointy needle.
"Metallum mutatio acus~," I spoke again. I repeated the wand movements, and a rush of mana left me as the match began to change once again. This time, I didn't stop the spell even after the outward changes were done. It took a full 15 seconds for the mana drain to stop, and I was now the proud owner of a metal needle.
'I wonder what its composition is since I chose the metal spell and not iron specifically.' I thought as I dropped the Occlumency-enhanced focus. Whispers that the rumors were true were going around the class as everyone looked at me again.
'Okay, what happened?' I thought, clearly, using Occlumency in public could be both a boon and a bane.
Just then, a window appeared in front of me.
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[Learned new skill: [Transfiguration]]
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