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Chapter 150: 150. Exercising

Magnus ran to Flitwick's office in excitement. He wanted to get better at Martial magic but you can't really get better if all you do is fight static puppets or puppets in the room of requirements. He wanted to fight Flitwick himself, a real duelling champion.

*Knock Knock*

"MAGNUS! Come in." It seemed Flitwick was even more excited and was already anticipating him.

Magnus opened the door and entered.

Flitwick sat on his high chair, looking at the document on the table. "It was accepted, Mr Pendragon. They have agreed to start a Duelling Club, and if the club is successful, we can hold an event like the Quidditch."

Magnus took a seat and replied, "But it can not be similar to Quidditch. We should not turn this into a competition between houses. Let's just make it a championship, in which students will randomly be put in a tournament bracket. The more they win the higher they will reach, eventually leading to the finale. The winner will be an individual, not a house."

"Absolutely brilliant idea. We can not increase the animosity between houses. We will start this club from tomorrow. But we need students to join first. And I need you to attract students, seeing you are quite famous right now." Flitwick flattered him.

Magnus smiled embarrassingly, "That... I think I am. I will promote the club, Professor. All the enthusiasts will join on day one and their number will be in tens. I will focus on attracting other crowds, which will be nervous about it."

"Yes, I wish you luck. Also, I appoint you as the first President Overseer of the Duelling Club. I think you are well qualified for it." Flitwick announced.

This was as good as giving him a free hand over the working of the club. ~Hmm... is he allowing me to train fighters or he's oblivious?~

"Then I will go and start preparing, professor. I should make some posters and distribute them around." Magnus told Flitwick and left his office.

As he came out of the classroom adjacent to Flitwick's office, where he saw Sirius and Remus roaming around.

"Hey, wait up." He called them both.

Both of them were going to the Great hall for lunch. Magnus informed them about the duelling club and instantly he had 4 new members as they also put James' and Peter's names on the list.

"Tell everyone in your house about it and make a list, then give it to me later. The more people there are, the merrier it will be. After quidditch ends, there will be a Duelling tournament." He informed them.

With excitement, Remus and Sirius ran to their house tables and told them everything. Magnus did the same and went to the tables of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw to tell them about the friendly and non-fatal duelling club.

"Ragnar, I've added your name to it," Magnus told him after returning to his table.

Ragnar's open mouth froze and his spoon fell back on the plate, "Is using potions legal?"

"Sure, I am the overseer of the club, I can make new rules. As long as they are not life-threatening or harmful, you can use them. But, I advise you to focus more on martial spells or even more complex charms, they will help you in the long run." Magnus advised him.

"But... I don't think I have enough magic in me. I tried to cast spells but they never came out right. I also make sure my chants are right and wand movement is perfect, still, nothing happens." Ragnar said with a frustrated look.

"Hmm, maybe we should ask Merlin. He should know what's wrong with you." Magnus suggested.

So, after dinner, the three headed to their room. There were no classes after lunch today anyway. But there was going to be Slug Club later that evening.

When they came to the portrait, both Merlin and Arthur were in the midst of a starring contest.

"Where are you doing?" Magnus asked them.

"We are deciding who will get to go on a date with the pretty woman in a portrait we saw today," Arthur explained.

"I will go to her, I saw her first," Merlin claimed.

"HAHA... look at your face, that long ugly beard, no woman will ever like you if you have a longer beard than her hair." Arthur started insulting Merlin's most loved possession.

"ARTHUR... you are going too far, I will not hear anything about my beard. Do you know how long it took me to grow?" Merlin raged.

Arthur laughed, "Haha, of course, I know. You didn't even have a single speck of hair on your face till the age of 30. People used to think you were a kid, so you made that beard potion and drank it for 40 years to grow this beard... HAHAHAHA... but that potion also made you bald just from the top, that's why you always wore that stupid hat."

"ARTHUR... HAAAA..." Both of them hopelessly started brawling.

Magnus, Ragnar, Severus, Summer and Chad sat down, each having a snack with them as they happily watched the fight.

"YEAH!... left punch..." Ragnar commented.

"Merlin, you can do it." Magnus cheered.

As both Merlin and Arthur fell to the ground and were rolling, they noticed the eyes on them, laughing at them. Then they looked at each other's faces and started whispering.

"Let's end this here, Merlin. We can not act like this in front of children." Arthur whispered.

"No, we can't. But you started it." Merlin said.

"Let's continue later. The one who wins gets to go on a date." Arthur suggested.

Merlin agreed, "Deal."

So, both of them slowly got up and cleaned their clothes. Merlin put his arm on Arthur's shoulder. "Oh, what are you doing here, kids? We were just exercising."

"Sure sure... "EXERCISING" must be good for your health." Ragnar taunted.

*Cough*

"What do you want to ask us?" Arthur tried to change the topic.

Magnus didn't embarrass them anymore, "Yes, I needed to ask something from Merlin. Can you help us understand why Ragnar is so bad at casting wand related spells? Is it something related to his wand or something else?"

"Where did you get your wand?" Merlin asked Ragnar.

"Ollivander," Ragnar answered.

Merlin thought for a second, "Hmm, then it's not the wand that is creating the problem. Okay, cast the basic Lumos spell for me."

Ragnar nodded and took out his wand. This was a very basic and simple spell that even he could do, but his light was always weak.

He swung his wand and cast the charm. "Lumos."

Immediately, a light appeared on the tip of his wand, illuminating the room. But, then they all noticed that it was flickering heavily, and it was also not as strong as a normal Lumos spell of others.

Merlin silently stared at the light and the blinking was continuous. "Cast it again."

After another round of observation, Merlin had some idea about what could be wrong with him.

"I think I know what the problem is, Ragnar. And I'm afraid, it's not good news. The problem is in your body it seems. It is unable to channel the magic evenly, it increases, decreases or stops every split second. The problem is not your magic at all, you are as gifted in it as any other child," Merlin revealed.

Ragnar looked at his wand in disappointment. But Magnus wasn't going to let his brother be sad like this.

"Isn't there any treatment for this?" He inquired.

"Not that I know, you should ask saint Mungo for it. But, as far as I can guess, there can be no cure for this, because this is something you are born with. A wizard has a different set of veins that are invisible but they channel magic in our body. Sometimes, these veins can be missing, or too uneven in thickness to supply the magic evenly.

"But... there is one possible way. I had come up with it a long time ago, but never tried to make it as it needed a lot of my time. The answer to your troubles is runes. You need to create a rune system that can store your magic for you and provide it to you when needed, in an even manner." Merlin suggested.

All hope was not lost after all. Ragnar felt much better and now motivated. "Then I will study Runes and make them, no matter what."

"And I will help you, Rag," Magnus added.

"Ask me if you need any help," Severus said.

Merlin nodded seeing this, "Yes, together you can overcome anything. I will help you too, with whatever I know."

"Thank you, Merlin. I will go and start reading some books now." Ragnar immediately went to his study table.

"Well, you two can resume your fighting, I'm leaving," Magnus told the two in portrait.

Merlin acted as if he didn't know anything, "What fighting? We were just exercising. Come, Arthur... Let's exercise."

"Hmm, let's exercise, Merlin. Let's see who's best at... 'EXERCISING'." Arthur replied dubiously.

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Chapter 151: 151. Dragonmouth

Magnus also wanted to indulge himself in studies but did not have the time because he needed to write rules and things for tomorrow's first-ever duelling club gathering.

He sat by his table and wrote. If he was successful, then someday these rules will become applicable in every tournament.

Rule 1. Use of unforgivable curse will land you in Azkaban.

Rule 2. Use of any deadly or lethal spell will disqualify you. Minor injuries will be overlooked.

Rule 3. The use of potions and tricks is applicable. The main point of the duel is to either somehow make the opponent fall off the stage or make them accept defeat.

Rule 4. Third-party involvement in a duel will get you disqualified.

Rule 5. Attacking the referee will get you disqualified.

Rule 6. Attacking your opponent outside the scope of the tournament stage will get you disqualified.

Rule 7. Match-fixing will get you disqualified and jailed.

Rule 8. Use of any enhancing potions before or during the match will get you disqualified.

Rule 9. Coming soon.

He ended writing his rules but left space for more because he didn't know what other unethical things people might do in the future.

After being done with this, he made a few more copies of it and headed out to put them on the noticeboards outside each house. The noisiest was of course Gryffindor, nearly all of them signed up for the club, wanting to show how brave and strong they were.

Meanwhile, the crowd in Slytherin was motivated to beat Gryffindor and enrolled in large numbers, a few of them enrolled especially for Magnus though, so they could get a chance to beat him up, legally.

It was obvious that all the useless ones with no real talent in Duelling will quit on day one. All those that may have some talent will be helped and pushed forward.

Ravenclaws were smart people, only those that really had confidence in themselves signed up, and it numbered to just 20. Hufflepuffs were totally unenthusiastic, only 7 from that house signed.

Done with all this, he returned to his room and changed clothes to go to the Slug Club. He wondered if Slughorn added any new members and if he could make them friends. He was still looking for members for the Order of Merlin after all. But it was too hard to come to trust someone enough. Until now, his order included Ted, Adrian, and David, the Obscurus kid. He will also add Edgar Bones if he does a great job in constructing the hospital. Ted might get promoted to the Round Table if he stays faithful and earns Magnus' utmost trust.

Unlike his earlier plans, he decided not to include his mum or dad in the Round Table, because he understood that sometimes he will need to make brutal decisions, decisions that will decide if someone gets to live or die, and he knows his mum will try to stop him. At most, he will include them in Order of Merlin because Grace was an exceptional doctor and researcher, while his dad is an amazing engineer.

"Ragnar, stop reading that book and let's go. Sev is ready." Magnus dragged Ragnar out.

"Aaaaargh... Let me study RUNES..." Ragnar threw childish tantrums.

*BAM*

Magnus knocked on his head, "Even Merlin said it would have taken him too long to develop the runes so he didn't. What makes you think you can do it in a day? Your best bet is to study everything and become the best at them, so we can develop the runes faster. Also, make your potions even better, become the Prince of Potions or something. Hell, Professor Slughorn might know a thing or two about runes."

Magnus' knock on his head worked and his brain restarted. "Hmm... You're right. Wait... Professor Slughorn has been teaching for so many years, he should know a few master Runesmiths. Maybe I can learn from them. YES!"

That was all the motivation he needed. But what Ragnar said clicked something in Magnus' head too.

...

"Haha... Marvellous, the Duelling club will be worth watching tomorrow. Mr Pendragon, you are a natural duelist going by your previous achievements. I will be watching your career with great interest." Slughorn was, as always, buttering up his students.

"Professor, how good are you at Duelling," Magnus inquired.

Slughorn embarrassingly chuckled, "My hands are for brewing Potions, Mr Pendragon, not fighting. I'm afraid I won't last a day in Duelling"

"What about Runes? How good are you at Runes, professor? I'm deeply interested in them these days, but good books about them are so hard to find." Ragnar asked him.

Ragnar was Slughorn's most beloved Potion student, as all his potions were godly and he knew much more than any common students, Slughorn even confessed to himself that he can not make some potions better than Ragnar.

"A very research-heavy and time-consuming field Runes is. But, I do know a little about it, because there were a few good students in it in the past. This club is also a place to share knowledge and they taught me a few things. I can give you their contacts, maybe they can help you." Slughorn gave Ragnar exactly what he was waiting for.

Magnus simply sat silently, he'd shut up when they'd talk about potions. He hated that subject.

"Psst... Mag... Are you going to come to the quidditch practice?" Emma asked him from the side. She had fought for this seat with Lily and finally won it. Her tactics were simple, she started teasing her that she liked Magnus and stuff. Lily got embarrassed and left the seat, not knowing Emma was in the same boat but a little more shameless.

"I will, but don't expect me there in each session. I promised you we'll win this year's Quidditch Cup too and we will." He assured her.

Emma wanted to jump and hug Magnus for saying this, but she controlled herself. "Hehe... You're the best, Mag. I'll cook your pancakes if you keep this promise."

*STOMACH RUMBLE*

Magnus felt more hungry hearing about pancakes. ~Professor Slughorn should also keep pancakes here~

"Deal, but if they are not tasty I will not forgive you." He warned her, now making Emma nervous.

"Professor, you didn't correctly introduce the new members." Magnus reminded the old man.

"Oh-oh, dear... I'm getting old. Yes, this here is our lovely Elna Abara, she's from South Africa and is in Ravenclaw. She's very good at the history of Magic, knows such details about each country's history that you'd be left in shock. She's a walking human library." He introduced the first girl.

Magnus greeted her, "Umm... You probably heard my name too many times by now."

She chuckled, "Hehe... Yes, girls in Ravenclaws talk a lot about you."

"OH REALLY?" Emma blurted and quickly covered her mouth in embarrassment.

Slughorn continued, "This here is Doug Flowers, he's in Hufflepuff. He's good at Transfiguration, just like you, Mr Pendragon."

Magnus nodded at him, "Then let's compete someday."

There was no new addition from the Slytherin side this year sadly. But Magnus didn't mind.

Their dinner and then dessert went on for a few hours. Then time for bed came and the club meeting ended. Magnus waited for everyone to leave so he could talk to Slughorn alone. Of course, Ragnar and Severus didn't leave. Emma too, as she refused to because she was part of the group now. Magnus didn't know since when though.

"Professor, I wanted to ask you something. I thought it wouldn't be appropriate in front of them." He started.

Slughorn was in his jolly mood, "Fire it, Mr Pendragon. Ask whatever you want."

"It's about Voldemort... He's an exceptionally talented wizard, that's a true fact. It's also highly likely he is a graduate of Hogwarts since his reach is so good in the British pure-blood circles.

"You have been teaching here for so many years and ran this club to gather exceptionally talented students, do you know who this Voldemort might really be? Or was there a student named Voldemort in the school, though I highly doubt it." Magnus asked him directly. And from the look of Slughorn's face, Magnus seemed to have hit the nail.

Slughorn's face returned to normal, gone was his drunkenness. His eyes became as if he was reminiscing about something very dark.

"Mr Pendragon, why such question so suddenly? And to your question, no, I don't know any Slytherin student named Voldemort or his real name. And I have seen his drawn face, according to a witness. I can assure you no such demonic-looking person studied here during my teaching years.

Magnus' eyes narrowed and he talked internally, ~He's so shaken. So Voldemort was a Slytherin, kinda obvious though. But this proves Professor knows about his real identity. But why is he hiding? Does Dumbledore know? Should I try Legilimency?... No... That might be counterproductive.~

"It's okay, professor. I just wanted to know who this person is that wants to kill me just because I dared to oppose him. He's an enemy to mankind, after all, you know that, right?" Magnus said, slightly guilt-tripping him so he says something useful.

And it worked, "I know, Mr Pendragon... I know... But maybe this will help you... Parseltongue... It is known that Voldemort is a Parselmouth, which is why he claims he's the last descendant of Salazar Slytherin. Another reason why so many people follow him."

Magnus shrugged at Slughorn, "What's so special about that? Even I can talk to snakes. As well as lizards, crocodiles and dragons."

Slughorn dumbly stared at Magnus, shocked but still not surprised.

"Hahaha... Of course... Of course, you can talk to them. Merlin was known to be Dragonmouth. He was the only one in the known world, and now you are the second. Yes, Parselmouth are rare in the world, but you can find plenty in India, but Dragonmouth... There's only you now." Slughorn was once again in excitement.

~*Sigh* I guess I will need to butter him up more to get more info.~ he thought to himself and called it a night, not wanting to entertain drunk Slughorn anymore.

[A/N: Magnus will not find out about the Horcruxes anytime soon. Because I have planned a much better plot for that revelation.]

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