A dew days before I could perfectly master the last spell to the required proficiency, Grandpa came back from his supposed meet-up
I still don't believe an Ex-Lord would behave like this. He would have died long ago if this was his usual attitude. And I couldn't find a difference between his usual attitude. Now, you may believe what can a child who hasn't even spent a few months in the rough hard practical world know.
Let me give you some bits of advice, I had worked a little in my previous life and office politics is one of the shittiest things I had experienced. And Office politics happens, It is NOT a myth. Helped me change a little, this shit. But I still feel like a happy go lucky boy. Even if I know some things are bad, I can't help but see the good stuff.
It is like you know covering yourself in the blanket isn't gonna stop the monster lurking in the darkness, but you still do and feel safe afterward too. It is irrational. That is how humans inherently are, though.
Moving back to Dad's behavior, I couldn't spot anything unusual. Either he is a better actor than I suspect or he knows nothing. I am going with the latter.
I think I also forgot to tell what the proficiency level was for the spells, I already explained for Lumos. For Alohomora, both Draco and I are supposed to open 10 padlocks (muggle ones) within 15 seconds, IT is hard because it is wandless. There was also a magical lock, said it is used in Gringotts Vaults. It was surprisingly easy to open... for molly. My personal house elf.
She couldn't open them without my help though. It was a Rubik's cube....of magic. You had Seventy Seven turns to do so. Now since I was able to do it easily in my previous life. I was good enough in solving these that I could solve under fifty moves and 3 minutes. And I opened it. I tried some experiments and that is how I found the seventy-seven moves is the limit as it just blared afterward.
Now that I think about it, seven is also weirdly important in magic societies. Back to the topic, I get sidetracked a lot. Accio was a little vague, I had to be able to 'Accio' anything within a 100 meters radius of me. The book also mentioned the special practice of instinctual Accio for wands. I will do that when I get one.
Next was also easy enough. It was Delacerant. I just had to imagine the objects having a large amount of the same charge concentrated in both objects I want to tear apart, Physics did the rest. Took me two days to get to a satisfactory level.
The last I could practice sufficiently was the hardest. Bombarda One day I wasted doing it over and over again but nothing happened. It honestly felt like I was a Muggle again. The only;y solace for me was the white light I could summon any and every part of my body at a moment's command.
I could even summon it from my dick..... Not gonna lie, It felt like I had a lightsaber between my legs. I felt awesome the whole day I figured this out. It happened a while back though.
The second day I asked Draco as he was able to do it easily, I made him cast small Bombardas at my hand and I could see spots of skin missing. Now as I knew physics applied to magic, A little bit.
So I tried all the explanations that could fit them. Only the Blackhole one clicked. So, I tried searching for words that could best explain what a Blackhole does, Devour.
Then I stumbled upon the word Peredo(Latin). And hence came my first personal spell to light. It does what bombarda does but better. The weakest I can throw this spell is just a little weaker than Draco's highest Bombarda.
I am proud of it. Next came the last spell that I couldn't master before Grandpa came back. Or I don't even know what should happen when I call out this spell, so it doesn't work. Expulso.
Spells is not the only thing I did in fourteen days though. In the first few days after my recovery, I could feel that my body was unbalanced. Hence, in order to get a perfect equilibrium body, I started doing just a little bit of exercise every day just a little bit. Now as I explained a little further back keeping my body in optimal shape is very inconvenient as my healing can make me too buff.
But I was still able to successfully balance my body again. It was a grueling 12 days though.
After Grandpa came back, he was quite happy with our results. He didn't look or act differently when he came back. Just had a small smile on his face. Maybe it really was just old men meet up that he went to.
Grandpa assessed our progress and praised Draco and me. Draco was in high spirits all day. I was the same too. Praise is always good, genuine, and non-sarcastic ones though.
But It seemed like luck wasn't on our side and we had to go back the next day. Can't say I was looking forward to it. After all, the apparition is not good. It was worse than normally described.
To me specifically, It just feels like hell. I am especially sensitive to Mana as it is. And when we apparate, It feels like I was molested,.... no Raped is the better word.
Yeah, Rape. It felt I was raped by magical particles or mana. They went through every hole of my body, some I didn't even know were holes. Furthermore, just the experience of them going through my body was not enough, one they went in, they started running through my body at a fast pace and just making more holes in me and when I felt death close at door, I appeared at another place.
Now that I think about it maybe they were just wormholes or some shit. But you should not forget that this all was experienced at a very.....very fast speed. This only helped in the multiplication of the process's unpleasantness.