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I might be interested. :D
I would be interested.
Sorry for the length. I figured there would, logically, be some downtime between the last class and detention, so I decided to fill it by introducing Dani's non-verbal spellcasting tutor, which is something I've wanted to write on for a while now. :3
Having been exempted from the class, Dani sat off to the side under a rather large oak tree to enjoy the cool breeze in the shade while the professor instructed everyone to lay the broom they had selected from the barrel on the ground next to them. From there, he explained how they would mount the broom and control their flight while on it, though most of his words were lost on Dani due to how far away she was sitting.
The next fifty minutes, i.e. the rest of the class, passed by in a blur, though that was mainly because Dani kept dozing on and off, a welcome reprieve from the nausea and dizziness she had been feeling ever since that incident in the hallway outside the dining hall. It also kept her from thinking too much about all the people flying around and how upset watching them zip around at heights like that would make her stomach. That’s not to say that she missed everything, however. She had certainly noticed the boy screaming his head off when his broom shot into the sky, and she had noticed that Roze seemed to have a control over her broom that spoke of practice.
When she noticed the other students dismounting their brooms and gathering around the instructor for some last minute comments, Dani roused herself and stood up, slowly making her way over to rejoin her friends. Despite being fairly early in the afternoon, the general consensus among the trio was to head back to the dormitory and unwind from the day, which had been rather eventful.
Upon arriving at the Ravenclaw Common Room, however, Dani was approached by the Head of the House, Professor Binns, who requested that she gather her wand and follow him for her first lesson in non-verbal magic. Unfortunately for Dani, Professor Binns was rather absent-minded, often seeming to forget that she wasn’t able to pass through the stairs and walls like he was, which meant that keeping up was quite the chore.
Eventually, however, they arrived at a classroom that was empty apart from a few straw dummies here and there. ”As a ghost, I will be unable to actually teach you more than just the theory on casting spells non-verbally, which isn’t entirely helpful,” the professor explained, his voice quite monotonic. ”Thus, I recruited an older student, who had earned exemplary marks on each of their O.W.L.s might I add, to be your tutor.”
Almost as soon as he had finished speaking, a tall, slender girl with golden blonde hair came into the classroom, waving and smiling cheerfully upon seeing them. ”And here she is!” the professor exclaimed, clearly having some level of affection for the student. ”Samantha, this is… Danielle. Danielle, Samantha.” The two girls shook hands as he briefly introduced them to one another, Dani offering a nod in response to Sam’s hello. ”I trust you can handle it from here, Sam?” the professor asked, taking off when Sam affirmed that she would be able to handle it.
”So, Dani -- Do you mind if I call you that?” Sam began, hesitating at the use of a nickname until the smaller girl shook her head to indicate that she didn’t mind. ”I figure that the best thing for you will probably be to just jump right on in. You’re going to need to be able to cast spells for your other classes soon, which means we don’t have time to go through all the theory behind casting a spell non-verbally. Is that alright with you?”
Upon seeing Dani’s nod, Sam continued, pacing back and forth as she spoke. ”Okay, so first things first: what is a spell and how is it cast? While that can be a rather complicated topic at advanced levels of study, you can think of casting a spell as an exertion of your will, or desire, on the world around you.
“If you can think of any acts of magic you may have done during your childhood, that’s what you were doing. The difference between the acts of magic that children perform and those that fully trained witches and wizards perform therefore is control. And assisting with a wizard’s control over their magic is the job of both the wand and the incantation. The wand is, in extremely simple terms, the channel through which your magic flows, much like a faucet is the channel through which water flows in a sink.
“The incantation, however, helps to control your magic by giving it a specific set of instructions to follow that match what you want to achieve. So, for example, if I said Lumos! and allowed my magic to flow, my wand would light up, following my instructions and doing what I want it to do. Does all of that make sense?”
Though fully aware that they were dealing with some pretty complicated topics in rather short order, Dani was following along surprisingly well, and she nodded to convey that she did in fact understand what Sam was trying to say. Sam smiled and continued.
”Okay, that’s great. Now, casting a spell non-verbally works in much the same way as casting one verbally. You still have to have your wand so that your magic can flow, and you still need to provide it with a set of instructions. The difference here, however, is that you don’t need to actually say what you want to happen. You have to think it. Unfortunately, it’s not as easy as it sounds, as it’s much harder to stay focused when you don’t have the words to guide help. So, go ahead and try getting your wand to light up like mine.”
As an example, Sam flicked her wand, the tip lighting up like a light bulb. Figuring that it shouldn’t be too hard to focus on a word and let her magic flow, Dani flicked her wand and concentrated on the word Sam had used earlier, frowning when her wand responded by flickering faintly. ”Oooh! That’s a good start! It usually takes a couple of attempts before you even get anything,” Same said, clapping with a smile on her face.
After a couple more attempts, all of which ended in the same pathetic flickering as the first, with slight variations in intensity, Sam piped up. ”Were you focusing on the word?” When Dani nodded, still pouting a bit over her lack of progress, Sam continued. ”Surprisingly, that’s more than likely the problem. Don’t focus on the incantation. It’s just a bunch of letters. Instead, imagine what you want to happen and focus on that.”
”Unfortunately, I have to go,” Sam said after Dani had made a few more attempts, each of which was marginally better than the set before. ”And you should probably get some dinner before you have to serve your detention. But keep practicing and I’ll meet you here next week, okay? See ya!”
Though Dani feared that she would never find her way to the dining hall from wherever she was, the people in the paintings along the wall were rather helpful, pointing her in the right direction whenever she asked, usually accompanied by some comment about her size or that she was adorable, which she tried to take as compliments.
Eventually, however, she arrived at the dining hall and she was able to sit down and get some food into her tummy, which had started grumbling angrily quite a ways back. Fortunately, she was able eat enough to fill her up despite not really having a whole lot of time until she was supposed to be at the entrance of the Forbidden Forest for detention, one of the rare benefits to being so small.
Upon arriving at the entrance to the forest, which was pretty easy to find considering there was already a decent-sized group of people gathered around talking and muttering about the detention. She also couldn’t help but hear a few groups complaining about something to do with Quidditch as she walked through the group searching for Roze and/or Dan, though Dani never really caught enough to figure out what exactly was the problem.
When Dani finally spotted Roze, she hurried over, weaving through the growing crowd rather nimbly until she was standing next to her friend, grabbing her sleeve to let her know that she was there. If she had to go through the woods for this detention, she would certainly want to have Dan and Roze for company.
The next fifty minutes, i.e. the rest of the class, passed by in a blur, though that was mainly because Dani kept dozing on and off, a welcome reprieve from the nausea and dizziness she had been feeling ever since that incident in the hallway outside the dining hall. It also kept her from thinking too much about all the people flying around and how upset watching them zip around at heights like that would make her stomach. That’s not to say that she missed everything, however. She had certainly noticed the boy screaming his head off when his broom shot into the sky, and she had noticed that Roze seemed to have a control over her broom that spoke of practice.
When she noticed the other students dismounting their brooms and gathering around the instructor for some last minute comments, Dani roused herself and stood up, slowly making her way over to rejoin her friends. Despite being fairly early in the afternoon, the general consensus among the trio was to head back to the dormitory and unwind from the day, which had been rather eventful.
Upon arriving at the Ravenclaw Common Room, however, Dani was approached by the Head of the House, Professor Binns, who requested that she gather her wand and follow him for her first lesson in non-verbal magic. Unfortunately for Dani, Professor Binns was rather absent-minded, often seeming to forget that she wasn’t able to pass through the stairs and walls like he was, which meant that keeping up was quite the chore.
Eventually, however, they arrived at a classroom that was empty apart from a few straw dummies here and there. ”As a ghost, I will be unable to actually teach you more than just the theory on casting spells non-verbally, which isn’t entirely helpful,” the professor explained, his voice quite monotonic. ”Thus, I recruited an older student, who had earned exemplary marks on each of their O.W.L.s might I add, to be your tutor.”
Almost as soon as he had finished speaking, a tall, slender girl with golden blonde hair came into the classroom, waving and smiling cheerfully upon seeing them. ”And here she is!” the professor exclaimed, clearly having some level of affection for the student. ”Samantha, this is… Danielle. Danielle, Samantha.” The two girls shook hands as he briefly introduced them to one another, Dani offering a nod in response to Sam’s hello. ”I trust you can handle it from here, Sam?” the professor asked, taking off when Sam affirmed that she would be able to handle it.
”So, Dani -- Do you mind if I call you that?” Sam began, hesitating at the use of a nickname until the smaller girl shook her head to indicate that she didn’t mind. ”I figure that the best thing for you will probably be to just jump right on in. You’re going to need to be able to cast spells for your other classes soon, which means we don’t have time to go through all the theory behind casting a spell non-verbally. Is that alright with you?”
Upon seeing Dani’s nod, Sam continued, pacing back and forth as she spoke. ”Okay, so first things first: what is a spell and how is it cast? While that can be a rather complicated topic at advanced levels of study, you can think of casting a spell as an exertion of your will, or desire, on the world around you.
“If you can think of any acts of magic you may have done during your childhood, that’s what you were doing. The difference between the acts of magic that children perform and those that fully trained witches and wizards perform therefore is control. And assisting with a wizard’s control over their magic is the job of both the wand and the incantation. The wand is, in extremely simple terms, the channel through which your magic flows, much like a faucet is the channel through which water flows in a sink.
“The incantation, however, helps to control your magic by giving it a specific set of instructions to follow that match what you want to achieve. So, for example, if I said Lumos! and allowed my magic to flow, my wand would light up, following my instructions and doing what I want it to do. Does all of that make sense?”
Though fully aware that they were dealing with some pretty complicated topics in rather short order, Dani was following along surprisingly well, and she nodded to convey that she did in fact understand what Sam was trying to say. Sam smiled and continued.
”Okay, that’s great. Now, casting a spell non-verbally works in much the same way as casting one verbally. You still have to have your wand so that your magic can flow, and you still need to provide it with a set of instructions. The difference here, however, is that you don’t need to actually say what you want to happen. You have to think it. Unfortunately, it’s not as easy as it sounds, as it’s much harder to stay focused when you don’t have the words to guide help. So, go ahead and try getting your wand to light up like mine.”
As an example, Sam flicked her wand, the tip lighting up like a light bulb. Figuring that it shouldn’t be too hard to focus on a word and let her magic flow, Dani flicked her wand and concentrated on the word Sam had used earlier, frowning when her wand responded by flickering faintly. ”Oooh! That’s a good start! It usually takes a couple of attempts before you even get anything,” Same said, clapping with a smile on her face.
After a couple more attempts, all of which ended in the same pathetic flickering as the first, with slight variations in intensity, Sam piped up. ”Were you focusing on the word?” When Dani nodded, still pouting a bit over her lack of progress, Sam continued. ”Surprisingly, that’s more than likely the problem. Don’t focus on the incantation. It’s just a bunch of letters. Instead, imagine what you want to happen and focus on that.”
”Unfortunately, I have to go,” Sam said after Dani had made a few more attempts, each of which was marginally better than the set before. ”And you should probably get some dinner before you have to serve your detention. But keep practicing and I’ll meet you here next week, okay? See ya!”
Though Dani feared that she would never find her way to the dining hall from wherever she was, the people in the paintings along the wall were rather helpful, pointing her in the right direction whenever she asked, usually accompanied by some comment about her size or that she was adorable, which she tried to take as compliments.
Eventually, however, she arrived at the dining hall and she was able to sit down and get some food into her tummy, which had started grumbling angrily quite a ways back. Fortunately, she was able eat enough to fill her up despite not really having a whole lot of time until she was supposed to be at the entrance of the Forbidden Forest for detention, one of the rare benefits to being so small.
Upon arriving at the entrance to the forest, which was pretty easy to find considering there was already a decent-sized group of people gathered around talking and muttering about the detention. She also couldn’t help but hear a few groups complaining about something to do with Quidditch as she walked through the group searching for Roze and/or Dan, though Dani never really caught enough to figure out what exactly was the problem.
When Dani finally spotted Roze, she hurried over, weaving through the growing crowd rather nimbly until she was standing next to her friend, grabbing her sleeve to let her know that she was there. If she had to go through the woods for this detention, she would certainly want to have Dan and Roze for company.
Sorry I've been gone. I had three tests to study for this week in addition to a bunch of homework.
Everyone's been gone though, so don't beat yourself up too much. :)
If it makes you feel any better, Dani would do no better. :3
“Oh! We have to see this!” Bunko, a lanky, nerdy girl with long, straight black hair, said, grabbing the hands of her friends, Hoshi and Kasumi, and dragging them into the store where some kind of presentation was beginning before they could react. Knowing that it was futile to resist, Hoshi allowed herself to be dragged along by the larger girl, smiling as Kasumi protested grumpily. As the two girls were led to a spot in the back of the crowd, Bunko explained, in that bookish way of hers, that it was the first time that metallic hydrogen had been created and stabilized, citing numerous applications that it might have in the world around them.
The trio got a few glances thrown their way as they attempted to slip into a good vantage point in the back of the crowd, more than likely because they seemed a bit young to be interested in such a display. Once they were in their spot, Hoshi tugged on Kasumi’s sleeve and said, “Hey, Kas, do you mind giving me a lift so I can see?” while giving her the puppy eyes. Even though Kasumi sighed dramatically and rolled her eyes, she still crouched down so Hoshi could climb onto her shoulders, a slight smile on her face.
Considering the fact that Kasumi was a fairly athletic girl, lifting the fifty or so pounds that was Hoshi really required no conscious effort on her part. She just enjoyed acting grumpy, claiming that someone had to balance out Hoshi’s endless exuberance. As such, Hoshi really paid her friend’s mannerisms much mind, climbing onto the larger girl’s back, taking care not to tug on Kasumi’s curly, bright red hair in the process. The few people behind them were a bit displeased with their view suddenly being blocked by a little blonde girl atop the shoulders of another, larger girl, but there was still room to move, so it wasn’t an issue for longer than it took them to take a step to one side or the other.
Hoshi, however, was too busy staring at the gemstone to notice the annoyance of those around her. “It’s so pretty,” she said, awe tinging her voice. Bunko nodded along, though she didn’t say anything because the woman up front had started to speak, essentially repeating what Bunko had told Hoshi moments before. As she spoke, she lowered the coverings of the windows and doors to darken the room, leaving only the light shimmering onto the gem from above to break the darkness.
The only problem with this was that the light above the stone wasn’t the only source of light in the room, which became quite clear rather quickly as the light spilling from Hoshi’s body, a cascade of color that shimmered with her every breath and illuminated her immediate surroundings. Before Hoshi could ask Kasumi to let her down, so as not to annoy the others in the store further, a gunshot rang out and several people in military fatigues congregated around the stone.
Their leader, a man wearing a skull balaclava, explained that they were taking the gemstone for themselves, and that no one should try anything funny. To punctuate his point, he pressed a button on a strange device, emitting a high-pitched sound that made Hoshi feel as though her head were being crushed. Unfortunately, Kasumi was also an Esper, meaning that she fell to her knees almost immediately after the device was turned on, sending Hoshi sprawling across the floor.
Pain lancing through her skull as the sound continued, Hoshi couldn’t do much more than lay on the floor where she had landed, hands clamped over her ears to block out as much of the sound as possible while ignoring the throbbing pain that had taken residence in her right hand and wrist when she landed on them. Hopefully, they wouldn’t see the faint glow around her and suspect her of trying anything to interrupt their getaway.
The trio got a few glances thrown their way as they attempted to slip into a good vantage point in the back of the crowd, more than likely because they seemed a bit young to be interested in such a display. Once they were in their spot, Hoshi tugged on Kasumi’s sleeve and said, “Hey, Kas, do you mind giving me a lift so I can see?” while giving her the puppy eyes. Even though Kasumi sighed dramatically and rolled her eyes, she still crouched down so Hoshi could climb onto her shoulders, a slight smile on her face.
Considering the fact that Kasumi was a fairly athletic girl, lifting the fifty or so pounds that was Hoshi really required no conscious effort on her part. She just enjoyed acting grumpy, claiming that someone had to balance out Hoshi’s endless exuberance. As such, Hoshi really paid her friend’s mannerisms much mind, climbing onto the larger girl’s back, taking care not to tug on Kasumi’s curly, bright red hair in the process. The few people behind them were a bit displeased with their view suddenly being blocked by a little blonde girl atop the shoulders of another, larger girl, but there was still room to move, so it wasn’t an issue for longer than it took them to take a step to one side or the other.
Hoshi, however, was too busy staring at the gemstone to notice the annoyance of those around her. “It’s so pretty,” she said, awe tinging her voice. Bunko nodded along, though she didn’t say anything because the woman up front had started to speak, essentially repeating what Bunko had told Hoshi moments before. As she spoke, she lowered the coverings of the windows and doors to darken the room, leaving only the light shimmering onto the gem from above to break the darkness.
The only problem with this was that the light above the stone wasn’t the only source of light in the room, which became quite clear rather quickly as the light spilling from Hoshi’s body, a cascade of color that shimmered with her every breath and illuminated her immediate surroundings. Before Hoshi could ask Kasumi to let her down, so as not to annoy the others in the store further, a gunshot rang out and several people in military fatigues congregated around the stone.
Their leader, a man wearing a skull balaclava, explained that they were taking the gemstone for themselves, and that no one should try anything funny. To punctuate his point, he pressed a button on a strange device, emitting a high-pitched sound that made Hoshi feel as though her head were being crushed. Unfortunately, Kasumi was also an Esper, meaning that she fell to her knees almost immediately after the device was turned on, sending Hoshi sprawling across the floor.
Pain lancing through her skull as the sound continued, Hoshi couldn’t do much more than lay on the floor where she had landed, hands clamped over her ears to block out as much of the sound as possible while ignoring the throbbing pain that had taken residence in her right hand and wrist when she landed on them. Hopefully, they wouldn’t see the faint glow around her and suspect her of trying anything to interrupt their getaway.
Sorry I've been absent, college started back up for me last week. I'll be sure to try and get a post up by tomorrow.
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