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Chapter 51: Chapter 49 - First Class of Defense Against Cursed Spirits (2)

"Are you okay, Mione?" Rose asked, concerned, observing her friend's pale face.

"Just shocked by everything," Hermione whispered, looking at the purple blood spreading with a repugnant sound. She knew about cursed spirits, but she had only seen small and insignificant ones until now. Witnessing one so grotesque up close and the bloody scene deeply impacted her.

For the first time, she felt that the wizarding world wasn't as bright as she had previously imagined. It was a world based on blood and power, cold and prejudiced against people like her. However, the curly-haired girl didn't let herself be frightened for long. She had the determination to stand firm in this world, and she would. She didn't want to be just another statistic reported on TV and would protect her parents.

"Rose, have you seen worse?" Hermione asked without taking her eyes off the cursed spirits in the cages.

"Yes, much worse. These monsters are truly disgusting when they're devouring people," Rose didn't hold back and spoke calmly. In her eyes, it was much better for Hermione to get used to the concept of death as soon as possible to avoid accidentally harming herself in the future. Hermione seemed to take a deep breath, clenching her fists as she spoke, "Rose, can you help me get stronger?"

"I won't go easy on you, Mione," Rose said, looking at the girl with a smile.

"No need to go easy," Hermione replied determinedly.

Rose smiled and continued to listen to the professor.

"Each house, form a line and approach the cages," Edward ordered coldly, regardless of the pale faces of the teenagers.

In the Slytherin line:

"Don't you dare vomit on me, Zabini," Theodore taunted his friend with a challenging look.

"Those are my words," Blaise replied calmly.

"Boys are so childish," Tracey murmured, rolling her eyes as she watched the two.

Beside her, Daphne nodded in agreement as she approached Asterion, seeking some comfort as she leaned her body against his.

Unfortunately for her, Asterion simply coldly withdrew and said, "Daphne, I understand it's scary, but you must face your fears head-on. Seeking comfort won't save you in the future."

Daphne felt abandoned upon hearing his cold words. Although she knew he said it for her own good, she still looked at her future husband with resentment and turned her face away, refusing to meet his gaze.

Then, Daphne and Tracey muttered quietly to each other, casting critical glances at Asterion.

Asterion simply shrugged, indifferent. He wouldn't go easy on her just because she would be his wife; on the contrary, he would be especially demanding of her. Although Daphne's chances of becoming a Special Grade Witch were slim, they were much higher than most witches. With rigorous training and a bit of luck, Daphne would have a significant chance of achieving that status.

The first in line from Slytherin was Asterion, who looked boredly at the Cursed Spirit. Unlike the other first-year students, he was familiar with Cursed Spirits, especially with the horrible taste they left behind.

"I heard of your work exorcising Special Grade Cursed Spirits, Lord Black," Edward said, looking at Asterion with hidden admiration behind his stern gaze.

"Not as good as I hoped," Asterion murmured, staring coldly at the Cursed Spirit. Suddenly, the image of twenty thousand bodies flooded his mind, and for a brief moment, his bloodlust leaked out, drastically lowering the temperature around him.

The students around felt a sudden chill and rubbed their arms, puzzled by the sudden drop in temperature.

"Lord Black," Edward spoke with a tone louder than usual.

Asterion snapped out of his reverie and looked apologetically at the man, suppressing his bloodlust.

"Professor, will these images ever disappear?" Asterion asked in a low voice.

After that, one by one, everyone faced their fears head-on. Some were terrified, others vomited again at the sight of a Cursed Spirit up close, while some tried to appear calm, or at least, controlled.

But Asterion doubted that any student present would dream of anything good tonight; this was a truly memorable experience for everyone.

The class ended with the last person facing the Cursed Spirits.

"The next Defense Against Cursed Spirits class will be in a month, by which time you will probably have learned some lethal spells from Professor Flitwick," announced Edward, his voice echoing and capturing everyone's attention.

A shared thought formed in the minds of the students.

We're going to fight cursed spirits!!!

"Yes, it's exactly as you're thinking, you'll be facing Cursed Spirits," confirmed Edward, as if he were reading their minds, his cold voice reinforcing everyone's concerns.

He continued regardless of the incredulous expressions on their faces. "Before you go, I'll give you a tip: instead of socializing and playing with friends, I advise you to study well. Because I'll only help you when your life is at risk, which means I'll remain indifferent to broken bones and fractured ribs."

Everyone swallowed hard upon hearing this. They definitely wouldn't die, but the prospect of getting hurt was almost a certainty in the professor's words. It terrified them completely. No one wanted to end up with a broken arm or leg, especially while fighting Cursed Spirits.

Unconcerned with the students' reaction, Edward left without looking back, leaving behind hundreds of students alone with the Cursed Spirits still in the cages.

The atmosphere became even more tense and frightening. The outdoor classroom quickly emptied out, with students practically running outside, even with the Cursed Spirits still trapped; no one wanted to be near them without a teacher present.

Asterion almost laughed seeing everyone panicked, thinking they would have to face a powerful Cursed Spirit. He was almost certain they would be Grade 4 or 3 Cursed Spirits, nothing too dangerous, but the students didn't seem to think so.

"Daph, I'm going to study hard from now on," said Tracey, wiping the sweat from her forehead. She was clearly nervous about the class next month.

Daphne beside her also didn't seem calm at all. The news came very suddenly, and she was still processing the whole situation, even though she was almost a Grade 1 Witch. It showed how lack of experience could affect even someone with some training like her.

Even the most talkative in the group, Theodore, was silent, thinking about the next class. Blaise seemed to be the calmest of the group, his expression remaining serene despite the tense atmosphere.

"They can't do this!? If something happens to me, I'll tell my father," exclaimed a loud and fearful voice, causing everyone to look at the platinum blonde teenager with a strange look.

"If I were your sister, I'd break off my engagement," Tracey said with a playful tone, the teenager managing to change the entire atmosphere of the class with her sudden outburst.

Daphne looked at Draco and shook her head, thanking Merlin that her husband would be Asterion, not Draco. Although Asterion seemed cold most of the time, she knew that behind that icy exterior, he was a lovely and loving marshmallow with his own family.

 Compared to the spoiled Draco, Asterion was the perfect husband in her eyes: powerful, handsome, coming from a powerful family, and loving (in his own cold way).

The other members of Slytherin couldn't help but look strangely at the Malfoy Heir. So what if his father was part of the school board? This was Hogwarts; even the most powerful wizard in the world couldn't control it, let alone his father.

Dorea Malfoy even distanced herself from her twin brother when she noticed the looks she was receiving. She glanced irritably at Draco and remained silent, even if she said something, he would ignore her.

It had always been like that; her father, Lucius, always favored Draco over her, despite her showing more talent. But in his eyes, she was just a girl who would marry and leave the family.

 

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Author's Thoughts: I think I wrote the Draco personality right... >.> Well, Lucius being patriarchy isn't surprising.

 

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Next Chapter: Chapter 50 - Request (1), Chapter 51 - Request (2), Chapter 52 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (1), Chapter 53 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (2), Chapter 54 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (3), Chapter 55 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (4), Chapter 56 - Magical Self-Defense Tactical Training Class (1), Chapter 57 - Magical Self-Defense Tactical Training Class (2), Chapter 58 - Magical Self-Defense Tactical Training Class (3), Chapter 59 - Magical Self-Defense Tactical Training Class (4), Chapter 60 - School Council, Chapter 61 - Mission (1), Chapter 62 - Mission (2), Chapter 63 - Mission (3), Chapter 64 - Mission (4), Chapter 65 - Mission (5), Chapter 66 - Consequences of the Attack (1), Chapter 67 - Consequences of the Attack (2), Chapter 68 - Invasion of Hogwarts (1), Chapter 69 - Invasion of Hogwarts (2), Chapter 70 - Invasion of Hogwarts (3), Chapter 71 - Invasion of Hogwarts (4), Chapter 72 - Invasion of Hogwarts (5), Chapter 73 - Invasion of Hogwarts (6).


Chapter 52: Chapter 50 - Request (1)

Three weeks later.

 

In the Hufflepuff Common Room, a young adult was holding her own purple hair in frustration.

 

"Why is it so hard to talk to him?" Tonks lamented, collapsing onto the couch, her voice laden with helplessness and sadness. Her hair changed color from purple to gray.

 

She had tried to reach out to her cousin, but he spent most of his days in the Slytherin Common Room, and when he wasn't there, he was in the library in the forbidden section where she couldn't enter!

 

During classes, they couldn't meet since she was in her seventh year and he was in his first; it was as if fate was conspiring to keep them apart forever.

 

Tonks didn't want to resort to it, but she was considering breaking into the Slytherin Common Room, which was a terrible idea. If caught, all Slytherins would be her enemies, and she might even be expelled for breaking one of Hogwarts' most important rules.

 

Biting her nails anxiously, she made a decision: "Screw the consequences!"

 

Her hair suddenly changed from gray to pink.

 

Tonks stood up, leaving the Hufflepuff Common Room, and suddenly changed her appearance, transforming into a Ravenclaw student.

 

She walked through the corridors of Hogwarts in search of a Slytherin, something she had never imagined herself doing.

 

After a while, she spotted a platinum blonde teenage girl with an arrogant demeanor. She recognized the girl as Dorea Malfoy, one of the two princesses of Slytherin, alongside Daphne Greengrass, the ice queen. The girl was a typical Slytherin through and through.

 

Seeing Dorea heading towards the library, Tonks felt a surge of determination. As she turned the corner, she transformed into Dorea and confidently strode towards the dungeons, where the Slytherin Common Room was located, beneath the Black Lake.

 

Upon reaching the entrance, Tonks looked at the massive door adorned with a silver serpent and didn't hesitate to speak the password.

 

"Pureblood."

 

As the door opened, a smug smile formed on Tonks' lips. Slytherins were easily predictable, and this time was no different.

 

Upon entering the Common Room, Tonks couldn't help but widen her eyes at the luxury and elegance of the place. It was a bit dim, but the entire ambiance seemed magnificent and filled with refinement, in shades of green, silver, and black. The black wooden furniture was beautifully carved with snakes. The whole room was a spectacle to behold.

 

Tonks didn't want to admit it, but she felt a twinge of envy. It seemed like the entire school budget had been invested in the Slytherin Common Room. Shaking her head to refocus, she searched for her cousin, and to her surprise, she found him!

 

He was by the fireplace, seated on an elegant chair that looked more like a throne than a simple seat. He read a newspaper while a nearly empty glass of wine rested on the nearby side table.

 

Tonks couldn't help but feel that her cousin certainly knew how to enjoy life. At the same time, she couldn't help but notice that he looked like one of those villainous princes that would make any teenager fall for the "Bad Boy" vibe.

 

As she pondered this, Tonks approached arrogantly and sat in the chair next to him, a chair that resembled a throne, but more elegant and silver in color, unlike the black throne where her cousin was seated.

 

Asterion noticed her presence and furrowed his brow in confusion.

 

"Hello, Asterion," she said with a sweet and gentle voice, like a teenager vaguely expressing her crush. Tonks was secretly proud of her performance; she felt like she deserved an Oscar!

 

But his next words made Tonks' body stiffen, her presumption disappearing as quickly as it came.

 

"You're not Dorea."

 

Asterion couldn't help but feel a certain amusement with the situation before him.

 

"So, who are you?" Closing the newspaper, Asterion asked, his eyes shining with slight interest.

 

He observed the fake Dorea and noticed that her magical aura was similar to Dorea's, but Dorea Malfoy herself didn't like him, so it was impossible for her to speak in that tone with him, especially sitting on the throne he had prepared for Daphne beside him. Hierarchy in Slytherin was strict, and such an act of disrespect would not be tolerated.

 

Suddenly, to his surprised eyes, Dorea's appearance began to undergo an impressive transformation. Her body changed, first in height, then in skin color, followed by facial features, and finally, her hair. Asterion watched the transformation with interest. In place of the blonde, emerged a young adult with purple hair and black eyes. She bore a certain resemblance to someone he knew, especially in the cheekbones.

 

Asterion recognized the process; the young woman was a Metamorphmagus, a talent that seemed to commonly appear in the Black family. A very powerful talent for infiltration and combat, as it could alter even the body's composition, making it as hard as steel or as light as a feather.

 

The young woman had a somewhat embarrassed smile, which Asterion could understand.

 

"If you wanted to get close to me, you should have chosen my fiancée or Tracey. Both are close to me, unlike Dorea, who hates me to the core," commented Asterion as he finished the last sip of wine in his glass.

 

"But it didn't seem like she hated you, in the occasions I saw you two together," the woman asked, confused.

 

"Well, Slytherin has a rule: to be united outside the Common Room. Conflicts should always remain within the Common Room."

 

The young woman opened her mouth, surprised and unsure of what to say.

 

"So, who are you?" Asterion asked again, his red eyes shining slightly as he observed the young woman beside him.

 

Nymph squirmed in her chair and spoke with a embarrassed tone: "I know it must be strange, but I'm your cousin, Nymph Tonks."

 

Asterion's expression remained unchanged.

 

"Aren't you surprised?" Nymph asked, noticing his lack of reaction to the revelation.

 

"I have many cousins, Miss Tonks. One more is not so surprising," replied Asterion, reaching for a bottle of wine from the shadow beside him and refilling his glass.

 

"But let's talk about you. Why did you come to me?" Swirling the glass in smooth, circular motions, he asked, looking at her with his red eyes. Honestly, he already knew who Nymph was, or rather, Nymphadora.

 

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Author's thoughts: Poor Nymphadora, she chose the wrong person to transform into...

 

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Next Chapter: Chapter 51 - Request (2), Chapter 52 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (1), Chapter 53 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (2), Chapter 54 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (3), Chapter 55 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (4), Chapter 56 - Magical Self-Defense Tactical Training Class (1), Chapter 57 - Magical Self-Defense Tactical Training Class (2), Chapter 58 - Magical Self-Defense Tactical Training Class (3), Chapter 59 - Magical Self-Defense Tactical Training Class (4), Chapter 60 - School Council, Chapter 61 - Mission (1), Chapter 62 - Mission (2), Chapter 63 - Mission (3), Chapter 64 - Mission (4), Chapter 65 - Mission (5), Chapter 66 - Consequences of the Attack (1), Chapter 67 - Consequences of the Attack (2), Chapter 68 - Invasion of Hogwarts (1), Chapter 69 - Invasion of Hogwarts (2), Chapter 70 - Invasion of Hogwarts (3), Chapter 71 - Invasion of Hogwarts (4), Chapter 72 - Invasion of Hogwarts (5), Chapter 73 - Invasion of Hogwarts (6), Chapter 74 - Invasion of Hogwarts (7), Chapter 75 - Invasion of Hogwarts (8).

 

 

 


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