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The tunnel leading to the third vault was a long one. While falling through the tunnel, Quinn estimated that the depth was at least thirty meters. He could see light at the end of the tunnel, but the passage to that light was dark, making it hard for Quinn to see anything other than the end he was swimming towards.
Thus, the second Quinn entered the tunnel, he lit up his surroundings to observe, not because he wanted to have some light as he was half falling-half swimming to increase his falling speed, but in case there was something of interest and importance on the tunnel's walls. The result he was able to glean at, as he passed the stone walls, was that the tunnel walls were smooth and clean. There were no signs of any markings or etchings that gave any information about what was to come.
Quinn felt relieved and worried while swimming through the tunnel. He was relieved because there was no extra information that needed to be memorized on the fly before exiting the tunnel, and he was worried because he was once again stepping into the unknown with no idea of what would come.
He was sure that whatever came was related to water because it was what he had interpreted from Friar's riddle. So he ramped up the water magic around him and got himself ready as he closed in towards the light at the end.
The thing at the end of the tunnel wasn't what he was expecting. Quinn was expecting there to be water when he exited the tunnel, but the reality was one-eighty degrees different.
The moment his head exited the tunnel, his breathing hitched because there was no water outside the tunnel. He couldn't get any more water inside his body through his mouth. The second he came out of the tunnel, Quinn's pupils narrowed because of the sudden cut from an oxygen source. His respiratory system was magically transformed to work inside water, but that also meant that his natural respiratory system was reshaped and, thus, he couldn't exchange gases from the air.
Quinn gasped for a solid two to three seconds before his mind caught up to what was happening, prompting him to reverse all the transfigurations in his body and went back to his human respiratory system.
The water from his lung cavity was immediately gathered up and vanished so that there wasn't any fluid buildup, and when everything was cleared, Quinn took deep breaths through his mouth to get the airflow going. The erratic gasping subsided, and Quinn went back to breathing through his nose.
Recovering from the sudden surprise, Quinn noticed something unnatural in his current position. His eyes widened when he saw that his arms were resting on the rim of the tunnel.
"... I was swimming down, right?" asked Quinn to himself.
Quinn had swum into the tunnel down from the lake bed and expected to emerge from the other end; like falling 'down' from a ceiling vent. But instead, he climbed 'up' from a manhole in a road.
He stretched his hand to push himself back and looked 'below' to see that he could still see the lake end of the tunnel.
"Okay, this is freaky and really interesting," commented Quinn. He then decided to get out of the tunnel. He placed his hands on the rim of the tunnel and pushed himself up out of the water.
Standing on the edge of the tunnel, Quinn looked down, and even now, he could see the other side of the tunnel that opened up in the Great Lake. Quinn just needed to jump in the tunnel and sink or swim down to come out of the lake bed of the Great Lake.
"How did they do this?" remarked Quinn, looking at the dull stone cave, briefly looking for signs. "This cave is upside down. So cool~."
"Did gravity somehow switch without me knowing? Water does mess up with gravity perception," holding his chin with his hand, Quinn speculated, "Or is the tunnel some kind of portal, and I am in a separate dimension? Hoho, I will need to see what this is all about."
Quinn wasn't planning to research further this topic before completing the vault, because if the tunnel was indeed a portal, then messing with it could end up damaging the portal, and in turn, destroying the only known way to the third vault.
After admiring the magical phenomenon, Quinn roamed his eyes all over the cave.
Starting from the tunnel, Quinn noticed that not a single drop of water from the tunnel made its way into the stone cave itself. The tunnel was filled with water to the brim, but not a single drop had splashed into the cave after Quinn had pulled himself into the stone cave.
"There is some kind of anti-water ward in here," observed Quinn as he looked at the dry cave floor and then looked down at his body.
Not a single drop of water could be seen on Quinn's body. Combing a hand through his hair told him that even his hair was dry as if he had never swum his way into the cave.
"Yup, a version of anti-water ward," confirmed Quinn as he examined the credibility of his speculation by dunking his hand into the tunnel and pulling it back to see that not a single drop of water had made its way into the cave on his hand. "Does it mean I can't sweat in here, or do the hydrophobic properties only extend to the lake water?"
Scanning the other parts of the cave, Quinn looked up and examined the light source that illuminated the entire stone cave. It was a load of crystal sticking out of the roof, scattering soft water blue light all around the stone cave.
"A natural luminescent mineral crystal and a blue one at that. Blue ones are so rare!" slightly gasped Quinn. He had seen luminescent mineral crystals in his travels but had never seen the particular shade of blue like the one he was looking at right now.
The luminescent mineral crystal could be replicated with alchemy, but because the alchemists were rare, artificial crystals weren't widely available. The people who hired alchemists didn't ask for glowing crystals when they could have an alchemist produce other, more significant things.
"Maybe I could make some of them for the living hall," murmured Quinn, thinking about how the living hall would look like in the light of a luminescent mineral crystal. "Nah, I should make runic lights for the entire manor. At least that way, they could be turned off when not needed."
Strolling away from the tunnel, Quinn wandered towards the part of the cave that had a room-wide, three-step short staircase.
The stone steps on the floor acted as a divider inside the cave. The cave before the steps was like any stone cave you could find in the wild, but the area after the steps was definitely man-made.
Instead of the rough walls and ceiling of the first part of the cave, the second part of the cave had no partition between the walls and ceiling. All the surface part floors were melded together to form a dome.
And at the furthest end of the dome, there was a triangular opening in the dome wall. Similar to the tunnel, it, too, was filled entirely with water. And just like the tunnel, there wasn't a drop of water spilled out of the triangular opening, despite the triangular opening standing vertically to the floor.
Slowly descending the short steps, Quinn came across some movement because of the triangular entrance. The second Quinn stepped down for the last time, the stone sunk at some places to form engraved words in the wall.
Large engraved words formed above the entrance to form the words,
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「<-~| POSEIDON'S WRATH |~->」
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Words appeared on the left side of the entrance.
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「Beware, challenger! Enter the entrance and you shall feel the wrath of god! 'This is not for the soft-hearted and weak! Think before entering because god's fury doesn't have eyes.」
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Another set of words appeared on the right side of the wall that said.
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「The trials are long and arduous! To understand the Law, you, brave challenger, will need some aid. Wish it upon the water, and you will return to the safety, away from peril!」
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Fluidly an orb of water came out of the water inside the triangular entrance and gently floated towards Quinn. It stopped a short distance away from him.
The orb of water emitted faint magic. Quinn noticed that the words were on the right side of the wall. In addition, he could tell that this orb of water was the aid he was told that he'd have in the words engraved on the right side of the wall.
He walked around the water orb, observing it and carefully casting some magic to see what kind of magic was used inside the water. After some deliberation and internal debate, Quinn confirmed that the water orb wasn't harmful to him.
"No harm in giving it some help," shrugged Quinn as he stepped closer to the orb and gracefully lifted his right hand towards the water orb and gently touched the water orb with his index finger.
The water orb shone faint blue before the water rippled and went inside Quinn through his finger.
"Woah! Hey! Woah! Flippin' hell," exclaimed Quinn as he watched the water get sucked into his body, followed by a brief spike of light on his inner forearm.
In a surprise, Quinn withdrew his hand and turned it over to see that his previously unmarked forearm now had a navy blue symbol on it. Quinn could feel that if he channeled magic into the emblem on his skin, it would trigger whatever magic present in the water that went inside Quinn's body.
"Not cool! I hope this isn't permanent," sighed Quinn as he rubbed his marked skin. "This design isn't what I want my first tattoo to be. Hell, I don't even want a tattoo!" exclaimed Quinn while shaking his head.
Quinn closed his eyes while heavily exhaling, but when he opened them, Quinn had changed to a focused expression as he stared at the triangular entrance filled with water.
"Let's do this."
He walked to the triangular opening, held his breath, closed his eyes, and dived into the water without hesitation. Feeling the lukewarm water against his skin, which was much warmer than the cold Great Lake, Quinn primed his magic to change his body through transfiguration. After submerging his entire body, Quinn opened his eyes and noticed that the water was cleaner than the lake water, and, because of that, he could see better in that water.
Quinn was about to transfigure his body to add the underwater respiratory system with transfiguration, when he felt the familiar feeling that he had felt many times in his life, especially during this past summer break.
There was a tug on his entire body and the momentary lack of sensory input. He had felt the similar tug at least twice every day while he went back and forth between the West manor and Kaewpadung Gym.
'I'm being teleported!' thought Quinn, and just then, he re-emerged into a completely different place. He didn't appear in the water anymore, but somewhere he was least expecting to be.
A wide-eyed Quinn stared down from a height of five meters down a humongous raging whirlpool. Watching the gigantic sinkhole sucking and spitting out water, something that was formed because of opposing forces meeting each other to create a chaotic maelstrom, a fierce force of nature.
"Oh, shit!" yelled Quinn as he fell.
The five-meter fall went very quickly. Between the shock of being teleported and the stunning surprise at seeing that monstrous water vortex, Quinn didn't have time or the initiative to make any magic work.
Splashing heavily, Quinn entered the turbulent water and was immediately swept into the stormy waves. The strong waves blasted against Quinn's entire body as he quickly was pulled deeper into the brutal maelstrom.
For a full ten seconds, that became the longest ten seconds of Quinn's life, as his entire body was being pulled apart from all directions by the might from the revolving water waves.
It took him ten seconds, an amount of time that was a critical time inside these conditions to get his mind back on track to difficulty pulling his body into a fetal position.
Every ounce of water magic he knew was used to barely being able to pull himself together and attain a position with minimal surface area for the whirlpool water to work on. He had gone from using water magic to swimming in calm water, to using it to decrease his injury chances.
With his eyes closed, Quinn concentrated his magic to transfigure himself a gill system. He already had water inside his body because of the suddenness of his fall, which caused Quinn to swallow a lot of water that went straight to his lungs.
Transfiguring with water continuously slamming into his body was difficult, and he even failed once before he was able to get the aquatic respiratory system working.
But the situation gave him another twist when water entered his body through the gill flaps, and the second Quinn felt it, he pulled the plug. The turbulent water could critically damage his insides if he didn't leave now.
He channeled magic into the insignia on his arm, and it glowed for a split second before Quinn disappeared from the whirlpool.
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The water inside the triangle entrance rippled for a second before Quinn came out with a calm water sphere surrounding him. The water sphere floated a distance from the entrance before gently setting Quinn on the ground before vanishing like it was never there.
For a few seconds, Quinn laid on the floor, showing no movements except for the furrowed before his chest throbbed, and he coughed out some water inside his body that was promptly vanished by the cave ward the second it came outside Quinn's body.
Quinn rolled over and his elbow to lift his chest up and used his other hand to pound his chest while coughing. He had just vanished the backlog of water that was not expelled from the previous cough.
He collapsed back on the floor, rolled over to his back, and took deep breaths through his mouth as his chest heaved up and down.
There was no cursing externally or internally as Quinn regained his mental facilities and showed it by lifting his right arm to observe it.
'The mark is gone,' noticed Quinn, entering full analysis mode.
'One-time usage,' thought Quinn and then raised his head to see in the entrance's direction and saw another water orb floating there as if waiting for Quinn to touch it and take its place in his arm.
'A portkey type of magic? At least something similar with additional magic,' theorized Quinn, thinking back to his experience. 'I went from turbulent water to the calm water at the entrance. I was definitely teleported and then brought out here.'
He sat up and stared past the water orb at the triangular entrance. Quinn couldn't see anything inside, but the words [Poseidon's Wrath] were staring him in the eye, telling him that the entrance was the gate to the chaotic waters.
Quinn got up and started pacing back and forth under the dome-shaped part of the cave.
"A big-ass maelstrom. That wasn't natural. Not at all," dismissed Quinn with a shake of his head. "Natural water whirlpools aren't that powerful. That was definitely maintained deliberately to perform with that level of rotational force."
"I barely have any information. Was it a real place on Earth, or was it an expanded dimension? I couldn't see the 'sky' or else I would have known."
Quinn clicked his tongue because of the extremity of the conditions and the short time he had spent inside.
"If it was an expanded dimension -." Quinn's guess between a place on Earth or a magically created dimension was the latter. "- then how big was the place. Is there a limit to the depth? Would I have reached depth if I had stayed in there?"
There were a lot of questions related to the properties of the magical maelstrom in his mind. But the biggest question in his mind was,
"What do I have to accomplish in there? What's the goal? The end line?"
Quinn sighed as he stretched his body and felt the dull ache erupting in his limbs and joints.
"Argh, I took some beating in there," groaned Quinn. His chest, back, and limbs hurt from being pulled apart inside the whirlpool. "I need to fix that before tomorrow."
The injuries weren't serious, and he could fix them in a jiffy, but he wasn't looking forward to getting this beat up every day.
"Just need to get better at water magic to make myself comfortable there. Oh gosh, look at me~. My first thought is to get comfortable instead of avoiding that. How far I have come," smiled Quinn, completely oblivious that he was on the M-path.
"Baby steps~" sighed Quinn and looked at the words etched in the stone walls.
Even though the first attempt was a total failure, Quinn had a smile on his face because it was a start.
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After healing himself off the dull ache in his body, Quinn decided to leave the vault for the day. He felt saturated from the day's work; between dodging the Kraken to get inside, the vault, and swirling inside the maelstrom, Quinn felt that he had his fill of adventure and action for today.
Quinn walked to the tunnel and peered down into the water, and saw the lake end opening. He made a face between annoyance and fatigue and sighed, "I don't want to fight the Kraken. Not right now."
He looked back around at the stone cave and wondered, "Should I take a short nap in here before I go back?"
"Nah, let's just get this over with. The Kraken will just throw me out, which is what I want now," grumbled Quinn. He squatted down, and slipped down into the tunnel, head first.
While swimming inside the tunnel, Quinn tried to feel the magic behind the tunnel, but it escaped his natural senses. He had no idea how the switch from up and down was done.
'I would need to actively try to cast magic to see what is behind the cover,' thought Quinn as he came 'up' from the tunnel.
The first thing that he saw when he exited the tunnel were big solid yellow eyes staring down at him intently.
'Woah!' exclaimed Quinn, and even though no sound came out, Quinn gulped in a fresh batch of lake water.
The Kraken's tentacles immediately surrounded him. Unlike their previous encounters, the tentacles didn't coil around Quinn, but instead, one of the tentacles came near Quinn and poked him with its tip. The tentacle's tip was so large that it pushed against almost half of his entire body, pushing him to the ground.
Quinn, who fell to the lake bed, looked up at the Kraken, who kept staring at him with big yellow eyes. Then, at that moment, he finally realized how enormous the Kraken really was. In the past, the biggest thing Quinn had seen was a mountain troll, but the Kraken was on another level.
'What? What? What does it want?' thought Quinn as he stared back at the Kraken. 'Does it want to eat me? I'm tired, but bring it on!'
He revved up his magic and readied for another bout. Quinn hoped for the Kraken to give him a ride to the shore. But if it wanted to fight, Quinn was going to give it one.
It turned out that Kraken didn't want to fight because it withdrew its enormous body and assumed a comfortable position. One tentacle wrapped around the tunnel entrance, forming a coiled wall around the tunnel entrance, but didn't block it from above.
'Huh? What?' wondered Quinn bewilderedly. He had no idea why the Kraken backed off after some staring and a poke.
Quinn didn't know that the reason the Kraken had stared him down was because it was checking if Quinn was alright. It wanted to check if Quinn happened to be fine after going inside the dangerous place. After it confirmed that Quinn was uninjured, it backed off and went back to his chill lake life.
The Kraken didn't block the entrance as a show of his intentions; it was going to continue to guard the dangerous place in case another tiny human came looking, but if Quinn wanted to go in, he could go in because as far as the Kraken was concerned, Quinn had made it back alive after going in, so he probably would be fine if Quinn went in again.
Plus, the Kraken was prideful and considered Quinn to be capable. Quinn had successfully made the Kraken move, and that in the Kraken's eyes was a sign of strength. As far as the Kraken was concerned, Quinn was strong and could handle himself.
Quinn stared at the Kraken for a while before swimming away, still not knowing the reason behind the Kraken's actions.
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"Why are you here again?" asked Quinn, stretching his body for his morning run and workout.
Quinn looked to Eddie as both stood at the starting point of Quinn's daily run route. Yesterday after dinner, Eddie had informed Quinn that he would like to join him for his morning exercises. Quinn, who had been lost in thought, thinking about the third vault, had heard Eddie's words and had absentmindedly nodded and hadn't asked for the reason.
"About that... The Quidditch tryouts are in two months, and I was thinking about joining the team," spoke Eddie as he awkwardly tried to copy Quinn's stretching movements. "I want to pass the tryouts so that I can make the bench this year and then play on the field next year."
Eddie knew that Quinn went for a run every morning and decided to follow him to get fit for the coming tryouts so that he could have an extra edge.
"I see. Quidditch, huh. I know you followed the sport but never knew that you wanted to play for the team," asked Quinn. He was happy that Eddie decided to do exercise to get fit.
"I wasn't planning on joining the team before, but I decided to give it a try this year. It would be fun to play Quidditch for the house. Everybody would be looking while I play," replied Eddie, a bright smile on his face.
"... So what you mean to say is that you want to play so that you can get popular and get a girlfriend," said Quinn, reading between the lines and finding out the real reason behind his friend's sudden interest in playing Quidditch.
Eddie unabashedly put a hand over Quinn's shoulder and gave him a lopsided grin, "You know me so well. No wonder we are so close."
Quinn shook his head with a small smile before asking, "But are you sure you want to join the team? We have the O.W.L.s next year, you know? Will you be able to balance Quidditch and studies?"
"I'll be fine. If I see my grades slipping, I'll have you tutor me. With you helping me out, I'll probably do better than I do now," responded Eddie and gave Quinn a thumbs up as if saying thank you in advance.
"I'll help you out if you need it, but I'm going to only help you out with the practical side. I'm not good at explaining the theory," said Quinn, agreeing to help his friend.
Eddie gave Quinn a silent stare before speaking, "... So what you are implying is that you get frustrated when we don't understand things after you explain them once. In times like those, you probably think of us as monkeys, don't you?"
This time Quinn put his hand on Eddie's shoulder, beamed, and unabashedly spoke, "You're right! We're close! Come on, give me a hug."
But Eddie pushed Quinn away with a 'f**k you, stay away' face.
"Alright, let's get started," said Quinn with a clap. "I usually run before doing push-ups, squats, and crunches. I finish by skipping rope."
He pointed at Eddie and advised, "You should run a kilometer today and increase the length as you progress. Aim for a comfortable three kilometers before the tryouts. I would suggest that you focus more on your upper body because there are a lot of upper body movements while being on a broom. So I'd advise sit-ups, pushups, and pullups. Later on, we can add planks and leg raises."
"Also, what position are you planning to play?" asked Quinn after he was done suggesting an exercise plan.
"... Chaser," replied Eddie.
"Great, now, I would suggest that you run at your pace. Don't try a full-on sprint. If you sprint, you'll build up fatigue quicker, and that won't do you any good," warned Quinn. Afterward, he told Eddie how much he needed to run to complete a kilometer. He then slapped Eddie on his back and ran away.
Quinn still ran a five-kilometer route every day. He hadn't tried to increase the distance because he did more things now, so he just tried to reduce his time and had been slowly getting faster with time.
He usually ran a route that would be exactly five kilometers when he returned to the starting line. But today, Quinn decided to run a route that would have him pass nearby where Eddie was running so that Quinn could see how he was doing.
When Quinn came around the first time, he saw Eddie standing with his hands on his knees, so he raised his voice and called out to Eddie, "Eddie! Don't stop. If you can't run, walk! Just don't stop!"
Eddie looked up and saw Quinn waving at him as he ran a distance away from him. He groaned and started running because he was embarrassed that Quinn had seen him stop.
When Quinn returned from completing his run, he saw Eddie sitting on the ground, pulling away at the grass.
"Are you done?" asked Quinn.
He hadn't chosen to run Eddie's route five times because he was sure that Eddie would try to keep up with him despite his warning. And as much as fun it would've been to say 'on your left,' as he passed him by, Quinn wanted Eddie to relax and have a positive first day: he would return the next day and keep up till the tryouts and after.
Eddie looked up and nodded as he stood up, "Yeah, what's next?"
"You will start with pushups," instructed Quinn before asking, "Can you do a couple of pushups, or are you a complete beginner?"
"I can do five," replied Eddie, looking offended that Quinn would even think that he was a complete beginner who couldn't do one pushup.
"Don't give me that face. I was just asking a question," grinned Quinn before continuing. "Do three sets of five. Keep your back straight and properly go down. I don't want to see sloppy push-ups."
Eddie nodded and asked, "What are you going to do?"
"I'll be doing burpees. They are basically the combination of a squat, kick back feet to get into a pushup stance(high-plank positions), a pushup, return to a squatting position, stand, and end with a jump."
Quinn showed Eddie how to execute a burpee before both of them started to do their stuff. Eddie did his three sets of five, while Quinn did his three sets of twelve.
At first, Quinn hated burpees because they were tough, but as time went on, they got easier to execute and complete, but that wasn't why he stopped hating them. The results of the burpees made him like doing burpees.
After he was half a month in, doing burpees every day, Quinn noticed that his running had improved. He started running faster without consciously ramping up my speed. His lungs felt clear, and he found him coasting through the miles. A month after adding burpees into his routine, Quinn felt that his strides felt stronger and felt that his breathing was more composed than at the start of the month. To Quinn, who ran every day, seeing noticeable improvement was enough for him to keep doing burpees.
Quinn was done with two sets of twelve when Eddie called to him, "Hey, I'm done. What do I've to do next?"
Quinn laid down on the ground, completely flat on his back with his legs bent at knees with feet planted firmly on the ground, about shoulder-width apart.
"I want you to raise your head and shoulders from the floor and feel your abdominal muscles contract. You don't have to fully sit up; just lift enough till you feel your abdominal muscles contract," instructed Quinn as he showed Eddie how to do a crunch. "Try to avoid pulling your head forward, as it may strain your neck. Lower your head and shoulders back towards your starting position. Remember to exhale as you raise your head and shoulders, then inhale as you lower them."
Getting up from the ground, Quinn explained, "That is called a crunch. It will target your abs, and if you maybe work really hard and eat right, run a lot, you might show some abs later."
"Do you have abs?" asked Eddie, looking down at Quinn's stomach area.
Quinn raised his shirt and showed Eddie his stomach. He had a four-pack, but they were faint and not toned enough to see sharp squares and lacked definition. But Quinn did have visible oblique abs on his side and a faint v-cut near on his lower waist from practicing Muay Thai every day in the evening.
"Holy shit! When did you get those?!" exclaimed Eddie as he stared at Quinn's abs before looking up and suggesting. "How about we find a way for you to walk around shirtless. That way, you can showcase the goods, and I can take advantage of the pact when you get a girlfriend."
Quinn stared at his friend and thought about how much Eddie had been thinking about getting a girlfriend. He could see gears turning inside Eddie's head, probably thinking about how to use him to get a girlfriend.
"What if I don't get a girlfriend," asked Quinn, a bit interested in the answer that Eddie would give him.
"Even if you don't get a girlfriend, there is an excellent, near hundred percent chance that a lot of girls would flirt with you," said Eddie as he crossed his hands and smiled. "Like a moth to a flame, they will gather around you, and I will be standing there with my net of charisma to trap them under my spell."
Quinn blinked a couple of times before speaking, "Cool, cool, cool, but I'd really suggest you change the terminology... no, how about we don't talk about this ever again. Yeah, that would be good for both of us."
"Huh? Sure, whatever, let me think more about this plan," said Eddie distractedly, thinking about how to exploit Quinn for his future dating life.
Ever since Quinn had known Eddie, his friend took action when he got motivated to accomplish something.
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Last year, Eddie had gotten the news that his family cat, which had been with his family before Eddie was born, had died because of old age. The cat had been very close to Eddie, and he hadn't taken the news well; Eddie had gone into a mourning state for a while after he had gotten the news.
During that time, there had been an older Ravenclaw student who was a dickhead and major a-hole. When he found out that Eddie's cat had died, he decided to grace Eddie with his awful presence.
Every time the bully had a chance, he would sit near Eddie and loudly talk about how funny it was that Eddie's cat had died.
The older bully would regularly corner Eddie when he was alone and urged him to cry.
"Are you going to cry? Are you going to cry about it? Like a big baby? Big baby cry over your stupid cat? Everyone's going to see you cry. You're about to cry, aren't you..." And more similar things.
At that time, Quinn, who was under the influence of the sin curse, had wanted to rip the bully apart so much that it would haunt him for a lifetime.
Eddie had stopped Quinn from brutalizing the dipshit and had shaken his head with a resolute face while clutching Quinn's arm. Eddie's refusal had been firm enough for then Quinn to back off.
But after a month, Eddie had approached Quinn and had asked for his help to teach the older Ravenclaw shitstain a lesson.
"I was grieving for my cat. Now I'm done, and I'm feeling angry. Plus, I didn't want you to do something without me," was what Eddie had replied when Quinn had asked about the sudden change in heart.
The piece-of-shit had tried to make Eddie cry, so Eddie decided to turn it the other way.
"I've found this potion recipe that will make a person cry," has spoken Eddie as he dropped a heavy tome in front of Quinn. "I can't brew this, but I think you can, so brew this for me. That guy wants to see me crying, but I will be the one who's going to see him crying."
Quinn still recalled how he had given a smirk that had promised humiliation. He had spent many hours on that project; he had improved the recipe to make it more potent and last longer. After Quinn finished, the recipe he had devised would induce someone to cry like a baby, snot with a constantly runny nose, and make them sweat heavily.
Eddie had taken the new potion and had slipped it to the target, sat back, and saw the show unfold. The shithead took the potion and it took maybe an hour before the crying started.
Eddie had slipped in the potion during breakfast, so the crying started during a class. McGonagall had to send the crying boy with a runny nose so bad that his handkerchief and sleeves were dripping wet to the hospital wing to get him fixed.
Madam Pomfrey had tried to give the snot baby a counter potion that she had concocted. But Quinn's potion was a modified recipe that had taken the counter potion for the original recipe into account. The counter potion failed, and the 'bully' was told to stay in the hospital wing until she could brew a flushing potion that would flush out every potion inside the body.
When Eddie got the news that the potion had worked, he went with Quinn to the hospital wing. Quinn made sure that Madam Pomfrey was away and gave Eddie the nod. Eddie had taken one of his potion gloves with him, so when they reached the hospital wing, Eddie was wearing the glove. He then walked to the boy who had made the grieving process so much harder.
"Hey, dipshit. You wanted to see me crying, satisfied now?" said Eddie as he stood by the bedside.
The still crying Ravenclaw's eyes widened when he realized that Eddie was the one who had caused what he was going through right now.
"You-!"
He tried to speak up, but Eddie tightly clutched his face with his gloved hand, cutting him off.
"Everybody saw you, bawling like a baby, and I'm going to spread that you're a 'crybaby' and make sure it sticks, so even when you graduate from Hogwarts, people will still remember your new nickname," threatened Eddie with a scathing tone. "If you don't want things to get worse, stay away from me, don't talk to me. Don't even look at me. If I'm walking towards you, turn the other way round. I don't want to see your ugly mug ever again."
Eddie jerked his hand from his face and wiped it off on the stunned bully's hair before adding.
"It seems Madam Pomfrey doesn't have the counter potion. It takes three days to brew a flushing potion, so get ready to face the snot fest for three days because you aren't going anywhere else," he smirked and added one last bit. "When someone drinks a flushing potion, the person goes through hours of vomiting and violent diarrhea. I'm sure you'll enjoy the experience. Good luck."
Eddie turned back and walked out of the hospital wing without turning around.
Quinn, who was still standing inside the hospital wing, waited until Eddie was out to take a picture of the boy in the bed from a borrowed camera the second the subject looked his way.
After clicking the photo, Quinn spoke with gestures, 'Talk, and this goes out to everyone.'
He gave a wide smile with a wave before exiting the hospital wing.
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Eddie, who was coming back to the real world after thinking about exploiting Quinn to get himself a girlfriend, noticed a smile on Quinn's face.
"Why are you smiling?"
Quinn looked at Eddie with the smile still on his face and replied, "I was remembering the crybaby incident. That day at the hospital wing was fun~."
Eddie's eyes shined in remembrance. He nodded with a small smile, "Yeah, that was a fun day. I was so cool that day."
Quinn nodded before jutting his chin towards the ground and said, "Enough chit-chat. Drop and give me three sets of ten. I'm worried about you. I'll make you work hard and sweat away all that pent-up horny energy you have inside you."
"You don't have to say it like that!" complained Eddie, causing Quinn to laugh.
The two buddies continued to have fun first thing in the morning.
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Quinn West - MC - Mad Scientist (School version)
Eddie Carmichael - Horny Adolescent - Don't make fun of my cat.
Kraken - Self-appointed guard - Tiny human will be fine.
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