Flitwick sighed and patted Hooch's arm before stepping forward.
"If I'm not wrong, you crafted this broom on your own, didn't you?"
Alex nodded and Flitwick continued, "And you probably used cores as a central thing that keeps the broom working?"
"Yes…"
"Good. You also used more than seven cores?"
"Yes…"
Flitwick sighed when he heard the answer, "Well, that is against the rules. Since you broke the rules, you will not be allowed to play the next match and your team will be disqualified this match. Hufflepuff wins."
The team protested but Flitwick simply walked away. Sprout looked down at Alex before crossing her arms.
"You will also be doing detentions for a whole week with me. You will not attend your quidditch practice either. Every day from four to seven and meet me in my office on time."
Alex nodded and after the professors left the grounds, he did too. His teammates didn't look too happy with him but he didn't really care at that moment as he only wanted to sleep.
He woke up after about ten whole hours of sleep and grimaced when he saw the time.
'This sloth is getting annoying and hard…. I don't even know what to do…'
He ran to Sprouts' office and saw her playing with her plants.
"Um, Professor Sprout?"
"What is it?", she said and turned around to look at him before continuing, "Oh… the detentions start from tomorrow, not today."
"Okay…. But professor, could you tell me why you want me punished? I think I already got what was deserved for bringing a broom that surpassed the standards or whatever."
Sprout sat down on her chair and looked up at him sternly, "If you were an adult, you would be banned from selling brooms or playing quidditch for your whole life."
"Oh okay… I didn't know about the rule. I'm sorry professor.", he said and left the place. He knew why he was given detentions and the reason was not what Sprout had just told him.
'She hates it when the kids in her house are harmed by others huh…. Well, it's a reasonable thing, I guess. Maybe next time I'll make sure to break the whole team's bones….', he began to make up various pointless scenarios in his mind as he walked towards Flitwick's office.
Alex went straight to the office and looked inside to find him drinking some butterbeer.
"Professor, may I come in?"
"Yes yes, sure. Why are you here?"
Alex looked down at him and said, "Professor, I want to quit the team."
"We made a deal, Alex. You know it."
"Yes, we did professor. But I've already fulfilled my end of the bargain. I secure at least one position in the tryouts and beat the original Ravenclaw quidditch team. I've done them both so I would like to quit. Or rather, I'd like to make a new deal."
Flitwick stared at him for a few seconds before making up his mind, "All right, what's the deal? Also, do not expect me to give you free marks in exams. That will never happen."
"I am completely capable of earning my own marks, professor. As for the deal, you talk to professor sprout and convince her to cancel my detention. In return, I'll play any three matches you want me to as long as I'm a student of Hogwarts."
"What if I don't? There is a reason you got the detention, Alex."
"Professor, you know what is actually going on in Professor Sprout's mind. I think I already got the punishment I need and if I remember correctly, you were the one who gave it to me.
Also, to answer your first question… If you don't want to, it's completely fine. I'll just play for Ravenclaw as you want me to and make sure I will break every single player's bones."
"What will you do if I simply kick you out of the team?"
Alex smiled as a golden yellow chain emerged from his hand and flew around him. Flitwick had no reaction to it and that was a good sign for Alex. The chain shot into Flitwick's chest and after he saw that his plan had worked, he spoke.
"Oh? Absolutely nothing. That's what I actually want. I'm simply placing an offer in front of you because I know that you want to see Ravenclaw win the quidditch cup and I don't want the detentions. If you reject me, both of us won't get what we want."
Flitwick inhaled deeply and for some reason, his heart was beating unnaturally fast. "Then tell me, how are you going to get me the quidditch cup when you won't play the next match? The team scored thirty points before getting disqualified and without a trained beater, I doubt they will be able to do well in the next match.
So, tell me, Alex. How will you cover up the difference in points in just a single match? Slytherins and Gryffindors have really strong teams."
"The match doesn't end if the snitch isn't caught. Goals aren't scored if there are no chasers... goals aren't saved if there are no keepers…. We can ignore the beaters."
Flitwick felt a chill run down his spine as he heard Alex speak like he didn't really care. Like it was as easy as drinking water.
"So, what do you say, professor? Professor?"
"Huh? Oh yes.", he said and exhaled, "Well, just keep your promise then. I'll talk to Professor Sprout."
Alex nodded and left the room, leaving Flitwick alone who stared at the wall for almost an hour after he was gone.
He didn't want to take the risk but killing sloth was more important than acting like a good kid. While he was used to it, he didn't really like doing it as it got pretty annoying when he had to deal with people like Susan.
Instead of going to his dormitory, he headed to the room of requirements to do his daily routine.
A few days had passed since his interaction with Flitwick and as he was promised, he didn't have to attend detentions. He walked towards the great hall as he crumpled the letter that he had just read before burning it to ashes.
Upon entering, an expected view greeted his eyes as the long dining tables had vanished and a large golden stage had appeared along one wall. The hall was crowded with students from all years except the seventh.
Alex didn't have to wait too long as Lockhart appeared along with Snape and waved his hand to silence the group as he reached the center of the stage.
"Gather round, gather round everybody! Good. Professor Dumbledore gran-"
Alex's attention shifted to Harry, Malfoy, and then to Snape as he searched for clues regarding the incident a few days ago but got nothing.
'Maybe I should learn Legilimency sometime…', he thought as he rubbed his chin and nodded to himself before shifting his attention back to Lockhart, who, to his surprise was looking at him. He looked sideways and almost every single student was looking at him.
"Umm….? What's wrong?", he asked as he looked up at Lockhart, who gave his signature smile in return.
"I was simply thanking you for your generous contribution to the Dueling Club. Your duel board is a very great invention. All of you, give a big round of applause for this young man right here."
"….", Alex simply stood straight as he waited for the applause to end as he knew that there was more to come by the look on Lockhart's face.
"Silence, Silence. Good. Now Alex, can you make a duel board that can let more than a hundred people inside?"
"No. Also, it's called a Game board for your kind information, Professor Lockhart."
"That's a pity, really. So, it's called a game board, hmm? Pardon my mistake earlier.", he said and turned to face the crowd.
"Since we cannot use the game boards, we will have to settle on using the great hall. Me and my assistant, Professor Snape will be showing you the proper ways of dueling so you can all correct your mistakes in the future."
The whole crowd was clueless about the basilisk but they still wanted to learn more about dueling so that they could climb the ranks. Things happened just as he had expected them to happen as Lockhart crashed into the wall before announcing practice partners.
Most of the girls scurried over towards Lockhart leaving the guys to Snape who went straight for Harry, Ron, and Neville. It took him a few minutes to reach Alex, but he was greeted with a question when he did.
"Professor, earlier when you used the disarming charm, it pushed Professor Lockhart back along with disarming him. Did you use a second spell right after expelliarmus, professor?"
Snape looked down at Alex, his usual stoic face showing a slight smile which would be hard to notice unless someone paid close attention to his facial expressions.
"Not really. A proper disarming charm simply disarms a person without considering what type of weapon or thing he has been carrying. Magic is based on intent and it plays a huge role while you practice your spells. Most do not place any conscious intent and only think of the end result while practicing.
While this end result can be counted as an intent, it is but a very weak one. Study the spells and their properties well before you begin practicing them so you can construct a suitable intent to go well with the spell.
My disarming spell had the intent of throwing him and it is comparatively a better version compared to the norm. Now, you can team up with… Crabbe.", he said and walked off after patting him on the back which in turn attracted bewildered stares from all directions.
Crabbe was extremely inconsistent as even Alex couldn't tell what type of spell that was going to come out of his wand. Sometimes sparks shot at him which were evaded; the rest of the time, there was absolutely nothing.
Alex and Crabbe stopped whatever they were doing when the whole crowd turned to look at Snape who had casted the finite incantem. The entire crowd fell silent as Lockhart smiled and raised his hand.
"Let's have two of you show the others, shall we?", he said as he looked at Alex before pointing at him.
"Alex! Why don't you come up on stage to be a volunteer for me?"
Nodding in response, he walked up to the stage and stood beside the two professors. Lockhart then looked at the crowd, "Anyone who would like to come up and showcase the shielding spell that I'll be teaching you in a couple of seconds? No one?"
Half of the crowd shook their heads in sync which looked rather funny to Alex who smiled as he tried not to laugh.
Lockhart clasped his hands together as he looked at the crowd, "Alright, you. The boy with red hair who's always near Harry. Yes, you. Come up."
Ron grimaced as he glanced at Alex and walked up to stand next to Lockhart, who in turn was facing the crowd.
"First, we will have these two demonstrate the effects of spell clashes and then I'll pick another pair for the shielding charm.", He then looked at the two before taking a step towards Alex who was instead grabbed by Snape.
"I'll take care of this boy so why don't you teach the Weasley there?"
"Oh haha, okay. If you insist, assistant.", he smiled widely before grabbing Ron by the shoulders and leading him a few meters away from the two.
Snape simply bent down and whispered, "I'm sure you have your own spells so don't embarrass me, Alex."
"Sure, Professor.", he replied with a nod and faced Ron who was still chatting with Lockhart. Almost a minute later, Lockhart stepped back and announced.
"Are you both ready? Good. Release your spells in three… two… one…. And, go!"
"Expelliarmus!"
"Petrificus Tota-"
[A/N: 100 chapters... I never expected to reach this far. Anyways, from next week onwards, I will upload 3 chapters every week since I plan on working on an original soon. The chapter uploads will be done in bulk on Mondays.]
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