章節 161: Lord Potter II
James had an hour to practice. Since classes were over he began to focus on his telekinetic abilities. In addition to transfiguration and non-verbal magic.
His wand-less magic ability is a great asset. He began to research further and the possible uses he could put this ability that for some reason he has a greater talent than others.
Wandless magic offers unique flexibility and control, especially useful in combat situations. In his research, he learned that, in African and Native American cultures, they did not rely on wands to perform magic, developing techniques that allowed direct manipulation of magical energy through gestures and willpower.
The wand was a European invention, and before colonization, several cultures traditionally did not rely on such tools to perform magic. Although their spells were more primitive. However, that didn't matter to James. He would not use wandless magic for complex transfiguration spells or advanced charms. He needed to use it for combat situations, and for that he was perfect.
In addition to moving objects with his mind, he looked for other ways to use magic without a wand. He remembered that when Regulus was about to die, he managed to stop the ice knight and send him flying backward.
With the method he used to move objects at great speeds, he could use it to immobilize living things. Like an Immobulus, but much faster and more effective, although the fatigue is greater. But if he practices enough it will improve and be better than control spells.
He used small animals to test these powers. Since they were living creatures they opposed the force that held them. This made it more difficult to keep them frozen unlike a control spell, but it is much faster and more effective. He found that if he used gestures like holding out his free hand it was much easier and more effective.
As if his hand was his wand or catalyst. Many options of this wandless magic allowed him to replicate combat spells and make them much more effective since he didn't need to waste time on movements with his wand and speaking out loud. Also, the surprise factor is key, as no one expects a third-year boy at Hogwarts to possess non-verbal wandless magic.
James with his wand turned a pair of slippers into two living white rabbits that began to investigate the place where they were.
He extended his right arm, and the rabbit remained static on the spot. The animal tried to move, but could not move no matter how hard he tried. Its little body trembled.
'Diffindo,' thought James, making a gesture with his left hand in which he held his wand. From his wand came a cutting flash that in a few seconds cut off the rabbit's head without any difficulty.
The other rabbit sensing the death of his companion began to run away from James, who was now looking at him, and pointed his right arm at the rabbit. The rabbit's flight suddenly stopped. The small animal remained static in its place.
This time, he did not use his wand. He focused on the rabbit's neck. He made a strangling gesture with his right hand closing it slowly and concentrating on his target.
The rabbit's eyes widened in panic, feeling an invisible force around its neck. The pressure gradually increased, and the rabbit began to convulse, trying to free itself from the invisible oppression that immobilized it.
Finally, there was a dull crunch, the sound of bone yielding under magical pressure. The rabbit's neck twisted sharply, and the body fell lifelessly to the ground, lifeless.
James' eyes sparkled with satisfaction. The timing was good, and the skill was very effective. He wondered how good it would be against a dark wizard. He doesn't think he can pin him down and break a human's neck at his current level. The resistance of a dark mage will be much higher compared to a rabbit.
'I must move on to a heavier animal,' James thought, turning around and noticing that several people were watching him. His parents, Toby and Emily.
"I'm done with my training," said James, approaching his parents and new siblings. He didn't mind the looks they gave him. His parents, Toby and Emily were already aware of his talent in wandless magic.
A war was happening. He would do whatever it took to protect his family and loved ones. Even if it meant murdering Death Eaters. He was Lord Potter now and he must protect his family.
"I'm so sorry, James...!" said Euphemia suddenly hugging James, who had a look of confusion.
"Huh? Why are you apologizing Mother?" asked James, not understanding what was going on and why his mother was crying, as she hugged him.
"I just wanted you to live a normal life...I'm a useless mother," Euphemia murmured sadly at the way her son was going.
She was not an idiot. She knew about the turbulent times that were hitting the magical community. She knew about all the crazy training her son had been doing since he came home. She knew her son inside out. He could tell the change from the first year to the second year at Hogwarts and since Henry died.
All the responsibility he would have as Lord Potter all the weight that Henry passed on to him and the war that started not too long ago. Making the situation more stressful and difficult. It wasn't something a thirteen-year-old boy would have to take responsibility for.
"It's my decision, mother. You are not at fault at all," James said patting Euphemia on the back.
"Come on... You must bathe and get ready for the ceremony," said Fleamont, patting James' shoulder.
After bathing and cleaning up, he changed. For this occasion, he wore a special robe custom-made by Madame Malkin. The owner of Madame Malkin's Robes. Where most Hogwarts students buy their robes.
James gave her directions on how he wanted the robe. It was blue with black borders and small details, but noticeable to the naked eye. The robe was minimalist, he didn't want something extravagant. He asked for a simple design, but one that was still elegant and in keeping with the dress of the magical community.
Underneath, he wore elegant plain black pants made of the highest quality fabric and low black boots.
Around his neck hung the circular locket necklace that his grandfather always wore around his neck and was passed down from generation to generation among the Lord Potters.
'It's about time...' thought James, looking at the time on a tall clock in the hall. The guests would begin to arrive. The bad thing was that he had to wait in the house he couldn't leave yet.
He would leave when everyone had arrived. He would walk down the carpet and be watched by everyone. Then he would be named Lord Potter by his father, and at that point, he would greet all the guests.
"They are almost all here. In five minutes we will be leaving," said Euphemia entering the room where James was waiting. Euphemia was also dressed in a ceremonial robe that was very luxurious and appropriate for the occasion.
"Good," nodded James, who was sitting in an expensive armchair reading a book quietly.
"You don't seem nervous at all that's good," said Euphemia with a slight smile, sitting down next to her son. She had already regained her composure. She couldn't get sad at this important moment for James.
James stopped reading the book and chatted with his mother for the last five minutes before leaving.
Finally, a trumpet blast echoed into the room where they were standing. That was the signal.
James, accompanied by his mother, left the hall that connected to the place where the ceremony would take place.
A red carpet marked the path he had to follow until he reached a platform where his father was waiting for him. He noticed a large number of people dressed elegantly and ostentatiously. They were all settled in their seats and watched as he walked down the carpet. He saw many familiar faces.
At a steady pace and being watched by many eyes James reached the dais. His mother gave a slight nod of her head and positioned herself to the side.
"In the presence of these distinguished guests, and under the testimony of lineage and tradition, we are here to invest you with the title of Lord," Fleamont said in a serious and loud tone.
James knelt, and his father, who held a ceremonial silver sword, made a solemn gesture, touching the blade to his shoulders.
"By the power vested in me as the most senior successor," Fleamont proclaimed, "I name you Lord Potter, guardian of this lineage and defender of the family."
James stood up, and his father draped a black velvet cape with gold embroidery over his shoulders. The crowd erupted in applause and cheers.
'I will protect the family no matter what...' thought James.
With the ceremony concluded, the guests stood to greet the new Lord Potter. The music began to play, and James began to chat with all the guests. Some are more familiar than others.
Among the acquaintances were Sirius, Alphard, Andromeda, Regulus, Arcturus Black III (Sirius' grandfather and old friend of his late grandfather), and even Narcissa. He was surprised at so many Blacks at his ceremony.
Gideon and Fabian had come with their entire Prewett family. James met the father of his Quidditch friends and his older sister named Molly, who had married a member of the Weasley family who also came to the ceremony. Their cousin, Alicia, also came. James had met her at the Slughorn club and had befriended the girl who was very talented and close to Frank.
Molly's husband's name is Arthur Weasley. He came with his parents: Septimus and Cedrella Weasley. His mother belonged to the Black family when she was unmarried. After marrying a Weasley she was disowned and erased from the Black family tree.
The Longbottoms also came: Frank, his mother Augusta, and his father Elliot, who was much less strict than Augusta.
The Ollivander family also attended. They all knew Garrick Ollivander. He came with his son, a squib who came accompanied by his wife and daughter, Rachel Ollivander. A Gryffindor girl James knew as he spoke to her a few times. The girl even gave him several nicely made and personalized Quidditch apparel gifts.
Also in attendance were Lupin and Peter with their parents. Members of the dragon club, all the members of the Quidditch team with their families, and several Gryffindor students that James knew of. He didn't care if they were from pureblood families, half-bloods, or Muggle-born. Even Lily was in attendance with her parents, who watched the magical culture with curious eyes.
As Lily came, so did Snape. A pleasant surprise for James. He had invited him but didn't think the boy would come, but he did. He came accompanied by his mother. James met her for the first time her name is: Eileen Snape.
The party was fun. James talked to many friends and was able to improve his relationships with other people. Most of the extreme pureblood families were conspicuous by their absence. However, there were a lot of members of House Black in attendance, which was something to talk about.
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