37 Beheading (2/2)
”Exactly Hermione! And you have to remember, that only wizards can become ghosts, which mean people who can use magic. And remember, what did I say earlier?”
”Magic is a type of energy, and energy is matter! So ghosts are made up of something!”
”Now recall when I punched Nick, what was different about me?”
Hermione's expression got brighter and brighter as she started to piece more and more ideas together.
”You had a thin layer of light on your hand- that wasn't light! It was magic! With a magic covering, you could touch a ghost, something that has no substance! This means that ghosts do have substance! Ghosts are made up of magic!”
”Yes! Last question, what are Ghosts?”
Hermione excitedly grabbed the shoulders of Arth and started to furiously shake it.
”Ghosts are the consciousness of dead people, no the consciousness of Wizards who have the ability to manipulate magic, thus people who can create themselves a body made up of magic!”
”So that means, Nick isn't permanently in a state where he can't change at all. Magic can be changed. We can touch him, so we can change how he looks, so we can behead him.”
Arth stopped for a moment and frowned.
”I can't believe I just said we could help someone by beheading. It's the French Revolution all over again.”
”How do we change him?”
”Well it's simple, we have three options. One-” Arth raised a finger while glancing at Nick, specifically his neck. ”We can try to tear it apart just like how Nick attempted to do so earlier, with more force. However, we don't know if it's possible or not, and it might bring pain to Nick in ways we don't know of yet.”
”Two,” the second finger went up, ”we can use the Reducto spell on Nick with once again, unknown consequences.”
Arth held up his third finger.
”Lastly, Nick can change his body himself.”
Hermione let out a gasp of understanding while Nick frowned.
”Is that even possible?”
”Were you not listening to a thing I said?”
”I was listening, however, listening and understanding is a whole different matter.”
Arth sighed.
Why couldn't everyone be like Hermione and understand his thoughts?
”I'll explain in simpler terms. You are a wizard. Your body is made up of magic. Use magic to change your body.”
”I don't have a wand though?”
”You can cast magic without a wand.”
”But I haven't used magic in four hundred ninety nine years.”
”Just try.”
”What if something goes wrong?”
”Do you want me to tear off your head for you? Or are you going to do it yourself?”
”Arth, you are beginning to sound like a bandit.”
”...”
Nick straightened his shirt and put on a brave face.
”I shall listen to you once and attempt to cut off my head.”
”Arth, you just peer pressured someone to behead himself.”
”I know Hermione, I know. Oh Nick, Remember, instead of casting a spell, just let your emotions loose, just express your feelings of when you were rejected by the headless hunt. Channel your inner desires and let your magic lose.”
The whole hallway lit up with light.