Chapitre 18: Chapter 18
Harry had long mastered the shadow clone. It was simply too valuable not to use. He had started from what he read, and gone on to modify it in small ways each time he created them. And cumulative time from the clones meant that his mind was about 6 years older than his body, something which actually reflected in his thought processes. He hadn't been eleven for a while now. And he used them near continuously day after day-being in two or more places at once is a very useful thing indeed.
Harry had taken the time to expand his elemental capability, after all unpredictability is a ninja's greatest asset. So he had pursued earth, water and the tiniest bit of fire. Raiton remained just outside his reach as he could mold the chakra but could not really use it in a practical fashion. Then again, he could do an elemental water dragon, even if it was a small one, so he didn't mind too much.
Harry carried all sorts of things on him now, especially since the magic letter was expected any day now. It really didn't hurt to be prepared. Sealing had given him a unique perspective into storage, and barriers, which was how you did anything in sealing. An explosive tag activated by imparting a high level of energy to the matter it was comprised of, namely the paper and ink. A barrier contained the energy for a given amount of time after which, it ceased to exist, releasing the matter at high velocity in an omni-directional manner, in other words, it exploded. Storage seals involved creating extra dimensional spaces, the dimensions and capacities of which were determined by the seal(he needed quite the imagination to figure it out). And of course, you could reinforce a solid, rigid object by the correct use of barriers. Other things were possible in stages. The possibilities increased with the complexities, but it was all worth the time and effort. But the one seal that Harry really treasured was a chakra absorption seal, that drew chakra from the atmosphere. It was the holy grail of sealing as far as Harry was concerned, and he had done it. He just didn't feel the need to place it anywhere important, so it lay unused, for now. Not that it could do much...the ambient chakra was not as plentiful as he had hoped.
The journey however, had been very problematic. There were an infinite ways that things could and had gone wrong. It was almost impossible for even him to comprehend the full magnitude of what he was trying. Sealing was very precise, and very easy to get wrong. It was perhaps a very good thing that Harry had the ability to regrow fingers. Otherwise he wouldn't really have any left. The first seals... weren't. So they didn't do anything at all. But when he had finally started to get closer to what he now knew as actual seals, he began to start seeing chakra burns that were what he would have expected for failed seals. It was actually a relief to know that seals did exist and it was all not a figment of his imagination.
When he finally lost a whole hand to a misfiring exploding tag(and spent half a day regrowing it painfully) he had finally switched to trying to use clones to do the actual activation of the seal. His research finally restarted when he perfected the art of channeling chakra into seals through mizu bunshin. It was how he began to derive what he would call the postulates of sealing, which was actually a quite straightforward set of rules he had discovered relating to how he would eventually do the things he could do. Seals were time consuming as they had to be drawn by hand. He supposed it had to do with the latent chakra the ink drew or something(you just couldn't mass produce them through printing) but they got you concrete results, and for that, they were amazing.
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The owl, was not a great one. It was of the stock that Hagrid had bred for the service of the school and was consequently one of those high endurance sufficiently intelligent and properly anonymous little birds that Dumbledore and his staff used constantly in the holidays to deliver communications of all sorts to students. Consequently, this particular bird had been used to deliver letters to three families of magical children before it was assigned to carry this particular one.
The letter that it carried would have been considered historic. It was after all the Hogwarts letter to the Boy-Who-Lived. If somebody had actually taken the time to auction it, there would have been quite a few outrageous bids for what was essentially an everyday piece of stationary. The wizarding world, just like the muggle one had its share of the irrational fan people. And they called themselves "different" from muggles...
This owl however had no inkling of the particular artifact it carried in its talons. It was after all a mere mail bird. It had within it a great amount of the magics that allowed it to find and deliver its cargo to any person or location in the world. At the moment the same magics were telling it that it had but a couple more miles to go, and that its tiring flight muscles would finally get a rest. High altitude flight is quite the tedious affair.
When the owl landed though, it suddenly found itself instructed to wait. Now a normal person would have questioned a thought that suddenly told them to wait when they really wanted to leave(or not; humans can rationalize the end of the world if necessary), but the owl didn't really mind, for it really wanted to rest anyway. Inside the house, the recipient of the letter felt the owl trap he had laid 'trip' and started to walk out. There were things to be done, and little time to do it in. the morning of July the 24 would be quite different to what he was used to.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY
Headmaster: ALBUS DUMBLEDORE
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf Warlock, Supreme
Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Mr. Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts
School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all
necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress
The letter of course was the standard one issued to wizarding children, but did not have the accompanying faculty member to explain everything, which was really necessary considering that Harry was isolated from the wizarding world by the headmaster himself and consequently could not have been replied to, as the letter asked the recipient to. Where the hell did they expect Harry to conjure an owl out of anyway? And where exactly was Diagon Alley? And why did it sound suspiciously like the word diagonally?
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