Chapter 46: Upcoming Year, and Testing Out Wards. (2/2)
For example, in the Room of Lost Things, an anti-summoning ward covered the entire room that rejected summoning spells in the room. Hogwarts was covered with anti-apparition that didn't allow apparition for humans.
He looked above the space of fire-resistance barrier, and a light wisp of fire manifested in the air.
”Let's hope this works,” said Quinn as he dropped the fire. The wisp of fire fell down, and the moment it touched the now invisible barrier, a patch of it shown red.
Quinn smiled as the wisp of fire exhausted itself before it hit the ground.
”Excellent.”
He upped the ante and dropped multiple wisps of fire, and every single one of them snuffed out by the magic of the ward.
The wisps of fire increased in number until the entirety of the barrier was facing a barrage and did a great job at snuffing every single wisp.
Quinn showed an impressed expression and decided to take it to the next level. He stepped back, and gone were the wisps of fire. Quinn raised his hand and came out jets of flames came out of them colliding with the barrier, and the moment the jets passed the barrier, it snuffed the fire out of existence.
He continued to raise the amount and temperature of the fire. While Quinn was happy to see the ward stand up to the flames, he frowned when the heat and quantity of flames exceeded the current spell's capabilities.
One thing Quinn hated was the inefficient use of magic. It was one of his best pet peeves. If a magic was supposed to go from one to ten, then Quinn hated when it was used to go to eleven. It was inefficient for a spell to exceeds its limits.
In theory, you could push magic into a base-level fire spell like the Incendio spell to produce extremely hot flames, but you could also use a high-level fire spell to achieve the same result with much less magic.
Quinn clicked his tongue and stopped the jets of fire, thus ceasing the testing of the maximum capabilities of the fire-repellent ward.
”Any more than this, and I would enter danger category.”
While Quinn was ballsy enough to use fire magic in the backyard, he wasn't ballsy enough to risk testing the ward he had casted for the first time and damaging the pasture.
With a casual wave, the ward broke down. Quinn turned back to walk to a book on warding.
”Water-repellent, Lightning-repellent, Explosion-repellent,... hmm, room sterilization wards, that will come in handy.”
Quinn turned the pages in the book, looking at warding charms he could try, and found an interesting one.
”Oh, this might be fun,” said Quinn, packing his stuff and heading towards the mansion.
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Elliot sat in the living room, sitting down for his afternoon tea. As usual, he had the most traditional tea setup. An afternoon treat of tea, sandwiches, scones, and cake. A lot of choices to choose from served on special platters.
Elliot looked left and right before taking out a pair of glasses from his pocket, the type that hung from the chain.
He put them on, setting them on the bridge of his nose. Peering through them at a newspaper, holding a newspaper with a pen, doing the daily crossword.
Opposite to Elliot sat Quinn under an invisibility ward. Looking at Elliot with wide eyes, more specifically, he was looking at Elliot's glasses.
'Merlin's beard, he had glasses. I didn't know that,' thought Quinn. 'Man, that is a lot of sugar in your tea. And, you said that honey is better.'
Invisibility ward was a simple warding spell that captured an image of everything inside the barrier. And, when you entered the warded area, it would hide you by displaying a static image of what it captured.
Quinn casted an Invisibility ward on the part of the sofa Quinn was going to sit on and let the ward take a still of everything under the barrier. And, when he sat down under the ward, he was not visible to any on the outside.
That whole day, Quinn sat in different parts of the house, observing people in the manor.
He found that Ms. Rosey liked to read romantic novels in her free time. It was the greatest shock of the day as he never expected the always serious Ms. Rosey to find entertainment in cheesy romance novels.
Polly, the house-elf, liked to spend her break time in the different parts of the house, experimenting with various elf magics in cooking, cleaning, gardening, laundry, and other household activities. Quinn had seen some awful results of the experiment, and he felt a little closer to her as Quinn, too had, his share of failed experiments.
Unfortunately, all fun things came to an end when Quinn sat in the home bar on the manor, waiting for his grandfather to come here to relax like he did every other evening.
Like clockwork, George came to the home bar and walked to the cellar for his choice drink of the evening. Quinn silently waited for his grandfather to come back, and when he did, everything went black for Quinn.
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When Quinn came back up, he was still sitting in the seat he had taken before everything went black.
”Mmmm,” groaned Quinn, sitting up in the chair.
”What the hell happened,” asked Quinn to no one.
”I stunned you,” came the reply he wasn't looking for.
Quinn looked to the side to see his grandfather with a glass of whisky in his hand. Quinn sat right up, feeling embarrassed and mortified.
”Sorry,” he eked out, looking at his grandfather, his expression both awkward and meek.
”What were you doing under that ward,” came a question from George.
Quinn pursed his lips before answering, ”Trying it out. I have been doing it all day. Looking at others while under the ward.”
George sighed, ”You are lucky that I only stunned you. I could have done much worse.”
”I am sorry.”
”It is alright. Just be more careful while using magic and keep the mischief to the minimum. Now, you may leave. I want to enjoy my drink in peace,” said George, taking a sip of his whiskey.
Quinn was quite happy to oblige, standing up with a slight wince and walking towards the door, but before he exited, Quinn asked,
”What gave me away?”
George looked at his grandson and saw a look of strange curiosity. He recognized the look on Quinn's face, seeing the expression quite a few times on his grandson's face.
It was the expression that showed Quinn's cold curiosity towards topics that interested Quinn. In times like these, Quinn was surprisingly single-minded. Purely wanting to know the answers to his question.
”The lighting was different. I brightened the flames of the candles in the room when I entered. I am guessing, but your ward didn't account for that,” answered George, watching as the wheels turned in his grandson's mind.
”Thank you, and once again, I apologize.”
After saying that, Quinn left the room, leaving George alone. Once again, reminding George that Quinn loved magic.
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- (End of Volume Three: Year Two.) -
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Quinn West - MC - Trying to emulate a Disney Princess.
Elliot Dalton - Butler - Likes sugar and has secret reading glasses.
Ms. Rosey - Caretaker/Maid - Sucker for sickly romance novels (Would love Shoujo manga if she ever got a hand on one.)
Polly - West family house-elf - Leveling up.
George West - Is very cool - Gives really awesome vibes.
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