Code Vein 3
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Code Vein – 3
The next day was strange, everyone just kept staring at her. Some of those stares, especially from some of the older male students, left her feeling very uncomfortable. Surprisingly, the house gossips, Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil, were absolutely brilliant.
"Girls, sorry to interrupt your morning, but I would like to introduce your new dorm mate."
All the girls stopped what they were doing, and swivelled to face the two of them, with Fay even poking her head around a door that presumable leads to the bathroom, a toothbrush in her mouth. Suddenly uncomfortable, Harry tries to step behind the professor. However, McGonagall puts her hand on the small of her back and pushes her forward.
"This is Harry Potter, she's moving from the boys dorm after being involved in a magical event that has left her as much a witch as the rest of us. Be gentle with her, as she's new to this. One of the professors will be taking her to get the necessary foundation garments and changes to the school uniform at the weekend."
Lavender, with a towel wrapped around her, walks over from where she was brushing Parvati's hair and stands up straight next to Harry. After turning left and right a couple of times she says, "Well, we're about the same size, so you can borrow some of my clothes until you've got your own. We can't have a witch as pretty as you are walking around wearing those rags. Fay! Hurry up in there so that Harry can shower."
Silently McGonagall leaves, as a confused Harry asks, "Stays?"
Lavender nods, "Uh huh, they're a support garment, though Granger has a training bra from the muggle world. They do the same job, however once we're older we'll learn support charms. My mum says that they feel like you're wearing stays, so that's why we have to wear them now." She lifts a lock of Harry's hair, "I love your hair, it's a pity it's dead straight, as until we learn styling charms the only thing we can do with it is braid it or leave it long."
"I'm done, Harry can take the shower now."
"Go on, do you have a large towel?", Lavender indicates the towel she has wrapped around her.
Harry shakes her head, "No, sorry. I, uh."
"Parvati, grab one of your towels, mine are being cleaned."
Once Harry finished her shower, Lavender brushed her hair for her and Parvati showed her how to brush Lavenders hair. All the while they talked about fashion, makeup, and, unfortunately, boys. Once she was dressed and down at breakfast, they were the ones that stood up to McLaggen, a 2nd year creep that Harry had heard the girls on the quidditch team complain about a couple of times. This also happened when Malfoy came over to chat her up in his smarmy way.
As she walks through the door, Fawkes trills happily to see her, and Harry smiles, "I'm glad to see that Fawkes is up and about."
The headmaster nods, "Indeed, he was most disgruntled to find himself lying down this morning. However, I don't think you are here to chat. I have set up a desk by the window there. I hope you'll forgive me if I seem short, I have a lot of paperwork to do, and I need to cover Lockharts lessons as well."
Harry looks around and spots the desk, with the sorting hat sitting on it. As he does, the sorting hat looks at her, "Well, come on and put me on already. I hope you know how to meditate, as we're doing these lessons in your mind."
Shaking her head, she sits down and places the sorting hat on her head, closes her eyes and takes the two of them to her mother.
"Are you really Godric Gryffindor? Why are you in the sorting hat? What happened to the other founders? What was life like back then?"
Godric laughs and ruffles Hermione's hair as she gets close enough, "You remind me of Rowana young wizard. Now, I am supposed to be tutoring Miss Potter on the things she should have learnt in the first two years." Hermione looks downcast at that, "However, I don't think there's anything stopping me from tutoring two people instead of one. Come, let us find the Matriarch of this place and we can begin."
As they walk over to her mother, Harry can almost see literal stars in Hermione's eyes. When he reaches Cruz, Godric bows, "My lady, would you care to join us as I instruct the children in the ways of magic?"
Cruz laughs, "Certainly kind sir. It will be a most welcome distraction, much like the children have been while they're here. Hel, we sound like someone from the middle ages."
Godric laughs, "Nay fair lady, we sound nothing like English from that period." Standing, he puts a hand on his chest, "Eft he axode, hu ðære ðeode nama wære þe hi of comon. Him wæs geandwyrd, þæt hi Angle genemnode wæron. þa cwæð he, 'Rihtlice hi sind Angle gehatene, for ðan ðe hi engla wlite habbað, and swilcum gedafenað þæt hi on heofonum engla geferan beon.'"
Cruz shakes her head, "I'll be honest, I have no idea what you just said."
"It was a passage from Aelfrich's 'Homily on St. Gregory the Great', it was quite popular at the time we build our school. Anyway children, it's time we started, and I'll start the same way that we did when the school was founded."
Godric takes a few steps away before turning to face Harry and Hermione, "The first and most important lesson you need to learn about magic, is that you are only limited by your own thoughts and will. While you are here you will be taught the basics of witchcraft and wizardry. However, we are not ignoring sorcery or battle magic, you will be expected to partake in the exercises that will expose those talents. Yes Hermione?"
Hermione puts her hand down, "Um, what's sorcery and battle magic?"
Godric strokes his beard, "Ah, yes, you don't have the basic knowledge that was common in my era. Simply put, there are four major ways of performing magic, all of which have some level of overlap. Sorcery is the foundation of all magic, and it is what our children exhibit as they're growing up. A sorcerer can use their magic purely on willpower, intent, and desire. Most of the famous magical artists were sorcerers, as it is a skill that is strongly linked to creativity.
"Next we have Battle Magic, which is magic channelled through your body and weapons. Someone, like myself, can use their magic to make impossible leaps, cleave through things that our weapons shouldn't be able to, shrug off blows that would fell a dragon, and even spit fire from our weapons.
"Following that, is witchcraft. This encompasses working with the natural world through animal husbandry, gardening, and potion brewing. Don't be mistaken for thinking that there is no magic in this craft, for while it may not be as obvious as the other three. There is true magic involved. The accomplished witch can heal the direst of injuries with a potion brewed from the right plants and animals, they can send you into an enchanted sleep, and they can ensure full and bountiful crops.
"Lastly, we come to wizardry, the study of magic itself and the application of magic through rigorous study and development of spells."
Hermione frowns, "Wait, I'm sure that we use spells in Herbology, and Potions has all sorts of reaction tables."
"Indeed, I believe I did say that there was overlap. What you need to remember is that first lesson, you are only limited by your own thoughts and will. Tell me, what is a wand? You bought one because it was required for your schooling, but what is it?"
Harry is about to speak while Hermione is deep in thought, but Godric raises his hand, "Hold young sorceress, the wizard needs to work this one out for herself."
After a few minutes Hermione looks up, "According to Spellman's syllabary, a wand is a magical focus made from magically reactive wood and core that comes from a magical creature."
"Miss Granger, what is the key part of that definition?"
"A magical focus?"
"Indeed, now what does focus mean?" Hermione takes a deep breath and Godric continues, "I don't mean the various dictionary definitions. What do those definitions have in common?"
Hermione's mouth opens and closes as she runs through all the definitions in her head, "To concentrate or bring to bear?"
Godric nods approvingly, "Indeed, and it is absolutely required for wizardry, where knowing exactly how much magic, what type, and even how focused it is, is important. However, there are applications of magic where that focus makes it much harder. The first spell you ever learnt here used to be a teaching aid."
Holding out his hand, a glowing ball of light appears floating over his hand, and easily illuminates the area, "Now do the same with your wand."
"Erm, I can't as my wand didn't come with me."
Godric sighs, "Miss Potter, if you would."
Harry materialises her wand and casts a lumos, a brilliant point of light appears at the end of the wand, though it doesn't illuminate nearly as much as Godric's light does.
"Miss Granger, which of these two lights would you prefer if you were tidying up a room?"
Hermione looks between the two lights, "Er, your one sir."
"How about if you were inspecting a carving for flaws?"
"I guess Harry's one, as it would throw sharper shadows."
"Indeed, the lesson here is that sometimes less precision is better than more. A lesson that took Rowana nearly 2 decades to learn after we started the school. Oh, she was a wizard without peer, but she'd often come up with massively elegant solutions to problems that Salazar or I could fix with a mere thought. Now, I'm going to have both of you start on the exercises we gave to the students who were older when they were discovered. They should allow you to get in touch with your magic, and loosen it up so that you can perform focus-less magic."
At dinner, Ginny Weasley shyly approaches Harry, "Excuse me Harry."
Harry half turns to face her, "Can I help you?"
"I just wanted to say thank you for saving my life."
"You're most welcome, I'm just glad I could get there in time. How are you doing?"
"I've got lots of blank spots, but I think I'm doing ok. Erm, could we be friends?"
Harry takes one of her hands, "I don't know, friendships take time to develop, and I've only ever had one friend before."
"I know, Ron won't shut up about how you're best friends."
Harry shakes her head with a sad smile, "It's not Ron, it's Hermione. Ron needs to do more growing up before he has a chance of being a friend. However, I'm certainly willing to try. I also know about the debt, and your father has been very helpful with my understanding of that."
Ginny nods firmly despite the tears in her eyes.
Either way, she found out from Madam Pomphrey when she was going to administer the restorative during one of her weekly check-ups. She used that information to let their house mates know, so that there would be friends around while the draft worked its magic. This was actually to cover the fact that Harry needed to bring Hermione back to her body.
The next day was strange, everyone just kept staring at her. Some of those stares, especially from some of the older male students, left her feeling very uncomfortable. Surprisingly, the house gossips, Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil, were absolutely brilliant.
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Early morning, before breakfast, Professor McGonagall leads Harry up the stairs to the second year girls dorm. As she opens the door, Harry looks around curiously before averting her eyes, as the girls are all in the process of getting up and dressed."Girls, sorry to interrupt your morning, but I would like to introduce your new dorm mate."
All the girls stopped what they were doing, and swivelled to face the two of them, with Fay even poking her head around a door that presumable leads to the bathroom, a toothbrush in her mouth. Suddenly uncomfortable, Harry tries to step behind the professor. However, McGonagall puts her hand on the small of her back and pushes her forward.
"This is Harry Potter, she's moving from the boys dorm after being involved in a magical event that has left her as much a witch as the rest of us. Be gentle with her, as she's new to this. One of the professors will be taking her to get the necessary foundation garments and changes to the school uniform at the weekend."
Lavender, with a towel wrapped around her, walks over from where she was brushing Parvati's hair and stands up straight next to Harry. After turning left and right a couple of times she says, "Well, we're about the same size, so you can borrow some of my clothes until you've got your own. We can't have a witch as pretty as you are walking around wearing those rags. Fay! Hurry up in there so that Harry can shower."
Silently McGonagall leaves, as a confused Harry asks, "Stays?"
Lavender nods, "Uh huh, they're a support garment, though Granger has a training bra from the muggle world. They do the same job, however once we're older we'll learn support charms. My mum says that they feel like you're wearing stays, so that's why we have to wear them now." She lifts a lock of Harry's hair, "I love your hair, it's a pity it's dead straight, as until we learn styling charms the only thing we can do with it is braid it or leave it long."
"I'm done, Harry can take the shower now."
"Go on, do you have a large towel?", Lavender indicates the towel she has wrapped around her.
Harry shakes her head, "No, sorry. I, uh."
"Parvati, grab one of your towels, mine are being cleaned."
Once Harry finished her shower, Lavender brushed her hair for her and Parvati showed her how to brush Lavenders hair. All the while they talked about fashion, makeup, and, unfortunately, boys. Once she was dressed and down at breakfast, they were the ones that stood up to McLaggen, a 2nd year creep that Harry had heard the girls on the quidditch team complain about a couple of times. This also happened when Malfoy came over to chat her up in his smarmy way.
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Potions was also odd, as Professor Snape didn't seem to be as abrasive towards Harry as normal. Finally she was done with classes for the day, and slowly makes her way to the headmasters office on the 3rd floor. Going up the spiral staircase feels odd, like she should be in trouble, but she knows she isn't. Finally, she reaches the top and, before she can knock, the headmaster calls "Come in Harry."As she walks through the door, Fawkes trills happily to see her, and Harry smiles, "I'm glad to see that Fawkes is up and about."
The headmaster nods, "Indeed, he was most disgruntled to find himself lying down this morning. However, I don't think you are here to chat. I have set up a desk by the window there. I hope you'll forgive me if I seem short, I have a lot of paperwork to do, and I need to cover Lockharts lessons as well."
Harry looks around and spots the desk, with the sorting hat sitting on it. As he does, the sorting hat looks at her, "Well, come on and put me on already. I hope you know how to meditate, as we're doing these lessons in your mind."
Shaking her head, she sits down and places the sorting hat on her head, closes her eyes and takes the two of them to her mother.
"Are you really Godric Gryffindor? Why are you in the sorting hat? What happened to the other founders? What was life like back then?"
Godric laughs and ruffles Hermione's hair as she gets close enough, "You remind me of Rowana young wizard. Now, I am supposed to be tutoring Miss Potter on the things she should have learnt in the first two years." Hermione looks downcast at that, "However, I don't think there's anything stopping me from tutoring two people instead of one. Come, let us find the Matriarch of this place and we can begin."
As they walk over to her mother, Harry can almost see literal stars in Hermione's eyes. When he reaches Cruz, Godric bows, "My lady, would you care to join us as I instruct the children in the ways of magic?"
Cruz laughs, "Certainly kind sir. It will be a most welcome distraction, much like the children have been while they're here. Hel, we sound like someone from the middle ages."
Godric laughs, "Nay fair lady, we sound nothing like English from that period." Standing, he puts a hand on his chest, "Eft he axode, hu ðære ðeode nama wære þe hi of comon. Him wæs geandwyrd, þæt hi Angle genemnode wæron. þa cwæð he, 'Rihtlice hi sind Angle gehatene, for ðan ðe hi engla wlite habbað, and swilcum gedafenað þæt hi on heofonum engla geferan beon.'"
Cruz shakes her head, "I'll be honest, I have no idea what you just said."
"It was a passage from Aelfrich's 'Homily on St. Gregory the Great', it was quite popular at the time we build our school. Anyway children, it's time we started, and I'll start the same way that we did when the school was founded."
Godric takes a few steps away before turning to face Harry and Hermione, "The first and most important lesson you need to learn about magic, is that you are only limited by your own thoughts and will. While you are here you will be taught the basics of witchcraft and wizardry. However, we are not ignoring sorcery or battle magic, you will be expected to partake in the exercises that will expose those talents. Yes Hermione?"
Hermione puts her hand down, "Um, what's sorcery and battle magic?"
Godric strokes his beard, "Ah, yes, you don't have the basic knowledge that was common in my era. Simply put, there are four major ways of performing magic, all of which have some level of overlap. Sorcery is the foundation of all magic, and it is what our children exhibit as they're growing up. A sorcerer can use their magic purely on willpower, intent, and desire. Most of the famous magical artists were sorcerers, as it is a skill that is strongly linked to creativity.
"Next we have Battle Magic, which is magic channelled through your body and weapons. Someone, like myself, can use their magic to make impossible leaps, cleave through things that our weapons shouldn't be able to, shrug off blows that would fell a dragon, and even spit fire from our weapons.
"Following that, is witchcraft. This encompasses working with the natural world through animal husbandry, gardening, and potion brewing. Don't be mistaken for thinking that there is no magic in this craft, for while it may not be as obvious as the other three. There is true magic involved. The accomplished witch can heal the direst of injuries with a potion brewed from the right plants and animals, they can send you into an enchanted sleep, and they can ensure full and bountiful crops.
"Lastly, we come to wizardry, the study of magic itself and the application of magic through rigorous study and development of spells."
Hermione frowns, "Wait, I'm sure that we use spells in Herbology, and Potions has all sorts of reaction tables."
"Indeed, I believe I did say that there was overlap. What you need to remember is that first lesson, you are only limited by your own thoughts and will. Tell me, what is a wand? You bought one because it was required for your schooling, but what is it?"
Harry is about to speak while Hermione is deep in thought, but Godric raises his hand, "Hold young sorceress, the wizard needs to work this one out for herself."
After a few minutes Hermione looks up, "According to Spellman's syllabary, a wand is a magical focus made from magically reactive wood and core that comes from a magical creature."
"Miss Granger, what is the key part of that definition?"
"A magical focus?"
"Indeed, now what does focus mean?" Hermione takes a deep breath and Godric continues, "I don't mean the various dictionary definitions. What do those definitions have in common?"
Hermione's mouth opens and closes as she runs through all the definitions in her head, "To concentrate or bring to bear?"
Godric nods approvingly, "Indeed, and it is absolutely required for wizardry, where knowing exactly how much magic, what type, and even how focused it is, is important. However, there are applications of magic where that focus makes it much harder. The first spell you ever learnt here used to be a teaching aid."
Holding out his hand, a glowing ball of light appears floating over his hand, and easily illuminates the area, "Now do the same with your wand."
"Erm, I can't as my wand didn't come with me."
Godric sighs, "Miss Potter, if you would."
Harry materialises her wand and casts a lumos, a brilliant point of light appears at the end of the wand, though it doesn't illuminate nearly as much as Godric's light does.
"Miss Granger, which of these two lights would you prefer if you were tidying up a room?"
Hermione looks between the two lights, "Er, your one sir."
"How about if you were inspecting a carving for flaws?"
"I guess Harry's one, as it would throw sharper shadows."
"Indeed, the lesson here is that sometimes less precision is better than more. A lesson that took Rowana nearly 2 decades to learn after we started the school. Oh, she was a wizard without peer, but she'd often come up with massively elegant solutions to problems that Salazar or I could fix with a mere thought. Now, I'm going to have both of you start on the exercises we gave to the students who were older when they were discovered. They should allow you to get in touch with your magic, and loosen it up so that you can perform focus-less magic."
At dinner, Ginny Weasley shyly approaches Harry, "Excuse me Harry."
Harry half turns to face her, "Can I help you?"
"I just wanted to say thank you for saving my life."
"You're most welcome, I'm just glad I could get there in time. How are you doing?"
"I've got lots of blank spots, but I think I'm doing ok. Erm, could we be friends?"
Harry takes one of her hands, "I don't know, friendships take time to develop, and I've only ever had one friend before."
"I know, Ron won't shut up about how you're best friends."
Harry shakes her head with a sad smile, "It's not Ron, it's Hermione. Ron needs to do more growing up before he has a chance of being a friend. However, I'm certainly willing to try. I also know about the debt, and your father has been very helpful with my understanding of that."
Ginny nods firmly despite the tears in her eyes.
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It's only a few weeks later when the Mandrakes they were looking after finally mature, much to Hermione's relief, as Godric has worked out how to visit on his own. An unfortunate result of which is that he and Cruz are starting to do adult things together. Much to Hermione's frustration, Godric's only answer to 'How do you do it' is 'I just do'. Privately, Harry was sure she was more upset that this was something that couldn't be found in a book, only done.Either way, she found out from Madam Pomphrey when she was going to administer the restorative during one of her weekly check-ups. She used that information to let their house mates know, so that there would be friends around while the draft worked its magic. This was actually to cover the fact that Harry needed to bring Hermione back to her body.