Night, a time of mystery and mysticism. This is the time when darkness and gloom reign. There is no place for light and warmth; at this time darkness and cold rule the roost. But sooner or later the darkness will recede and light will come in its place. With his arrival the world itself will change.
The castle began to wake up after a dark night. Sunlight streamed through the windows into the students' rooms. And this is repeated time after time. That's what happened this time.
A single ray of light made its way through the thick curtains into a room in one of the towers. His appearance in this room partially brightened the space.
This room was ordinary, there was nothing remarkable about it. A simple, boring room, but there was one detail that stood out from the overall picture. This is the owner of this room.
At the moment he was lying on the floor. True, he was not just lying down, but sleeping. However, you say: well, he sleeps on the floor, what's wrong with that? You will get an answer to this question: it's all about his appearance.
The same ray that illuminated the room, under the influence of the movement of the curtains, began to walk around the room. And at one fine moment he fell on a lying figure in the center of the room.
It was a young man, a teenager. Undistinguished, dressed in a robe. But there was one problem, his face was covered in blood.
Following the traces of dried blood, it becomes clear where it began to flow. Blood flowed from the nose, eyes and ears.
This picture was frightening. What could have brought him to such a state?
*****
Waking up with the sun shining into your eyes is not the most pleasant way to wake up. It tries to get into the gap between the eyelids, an unpleasant feeling.
Opening my eyelids with difficulty, I closed them back. The sunlight was too bright and I didn't want to torture myself.
Only after I sat down did I open my eyes. Taking a look at myself, I came to the conclusion: I am alive, healthy, nothing tore me apart. And this is undoubtedly good. I would say excellent.
He got up and headed to the bathroom. As soon as I looked in the mirror, I realized that I had rushed to conclusions. You can't really tell from my face that I'm healthy.
At the moment, my face resembled that of a classic zombie. The same bags under the eyes, the same blood on the face and red eyes from broken capillaries.
It's better to put it in a coffin. This is the phrase that describes my condition. However, despite appearances, my health was excellent. Heaviness, fatigue or anything like that was not present in the trailer. The body was still light, the head worked flawlessly, although depending on how you look at it, and most importantly, the magic did not leave me, which I was secretly worried about.
Having brought my appearance back to normal, I returned to the room and sat down to meditate. It's time to find out what I've done.
*Inhale-exhale*
I open my eyes again, but this time I was not in the room, but in the inner world. He was still the same - beautiful and mysterious. A quick check - everything is fine. There is no destruction, no traces of explosions, and this a priori cannot be bad.
Slowly I approached the pedestal, which stood out against the background of everything else in the room. The figure of a man, my figure, hovered above him. It was not precise, slightly vague, but it was there. This means that the experiment was more than successful. I succeeded in my plans, although the work is not finished yet, but a start has been made.
You need to check whether it works at all - this is the embodiment. No sooner said than done. Returning to the real world, I changed the appearance of the hand - adding scales and coloring it green. I also changed my eye color. Let's see how the projection reacts to such small changes.
The immersion into the inner world went smoothly, without deviations or side effects. Well, what can I say: the projection is definitely not ready yet. The first thing that catches your eye is the hand; it has changed its appearance even in projection. Second? I can't make out the eyes, the projection is too blurry.
Is it possible to influence the body from the inner world? The command message and hand began to gradually change, of course not as quickly as I would like if I did it in the real world, but it was still progress. Even if it wasn't big, it was there. It's not yet very clear what this opportunity is for, and whether it will be useful at all, but don't give it up.
There's one last thing left that I need to check. These are my shells. During my epic, they too could have been affected. I would say - I am sure that the beginnings were affected to one degree or another. We must immediately solve all problems and prevent their occurrence, you never know.
A moment of concentration and straight from the inner world I find myself in the area where my soul is visible.
About once every three days I monitor her condition, and also try to study the shells even deeper. Not very successful yet, but this is just the beginning. Let's return to the original topic.
Just like the previous times, my soul was incredible, however, I am sure that any soul is beautiful. At first glance there were no changes, at second glance too, but it can't be that simple. The results of my experiment and the process of its implementation were too different from what was planned. Therefore, I will still continue to search for changes.
So time passed. Time after time I checked the shells, compared them with my previous visits and found no differences.
"Did nothing really happen?" - This is exactly the thought that was beating in my head.
It was only after about thirty minutes that I noticed the difference. In general it is not very noticeable, but it is there. At the border of the connection of the shells responsible for the mind, magic and body, the flows of mental, magical and vital energies converged. Until that moment, I had not noticed this, since I examined each shell separately, but as soon as I looked at this picture in general, this detail immediately became noticeable.
Well, right away. I found it in about ten minutes, and I was only able to find it by comparison with the previous inspection. Without this, I would not have been able to notice this formation.
What was this education like? Everything is quite simple - an interweaving of threads, with which all my shells are connected. But the most important thing is that these threads were natural and did not harm the soul.
On the contrary, they helped my soul develop further. In order to grow, this "formation" consumed energy, not a small amount of energy, please note, but not so much as to worry about your health. I would say that it takes about 40% of all the energy generated by my shells.
And the most beautiful thing: with every second, my soul got used to generating such an amount of energy and in return produced even more. Education, in turn, consumed 40% of the new standards. Vicious circle.
True, I must clarify. We are not talking about a large amount of energy generated. The "getting used to" process itself goes fast, but it's fast relative to the soul. Well, for example: there are 31.5 million seconds in a year. Every second my soul produces 0.000001%. Let's do a mathematical calculation and see: per year my soul will become 31.5% stronger. Seems like a lot, right? But bad luck, any magician simply living and using magic as needed will generate about 15-25% more energy. Doesn't look so impressive now, does it? But there is also a plus in this. My production of not only mana, but also prana and mental energy will increase. And this is much cooler, right?
In general, I'm happy about it, let's see what comes of it. True, it is not clear how long this energy will go away. It will be funny if in two months education stops consuming energy. And then I started talking about the years... Oh dreams.
Anyway. The most important thing is that there are no obvious disadvantages, all advantages. But most likely the disadvantages will appear later, but I will try to be prepared for them.
September 21, morning, Hogwarts.
My walk to the hospital wing was silent. No one interfered, no one asked stupid questions, no one bothered me with their presence. Oh, as soon as I remember, my head immediately starts to hurt.
Yesterday morning, as soon as I stepped out into the living room, questions started pouring in from all sides. "Why weren't you there?", "Where were you during dinner?", "Are you feeling well?" and hundreds more similar questions. By the time you answer everything, you will forget what you were thinking about before all this.
I had to say that I had been sitting too long reading books. True, new questions came up like: "What kind of book? Will you let me read?" Said it was a potions textbook. They seem to have fallen behind. True, Miss Crystal, our unforgettable head girl, looked at me strangely. Looks like I didn't believe it. Somehow, after my first visit to the room, as well as our conversation, she began to make me nervous. Either he will appear out of the blue, or he will inquire about seemingly ordinary matters. Something strange is happening in this little head...
But now Saturday has arrived, which means it's time for me to check with Miss Pomfrey. Let's see what happens. That's why I'm on my way to the hospital wing.
Ten minutes. That's how long it took me to get to the hospital wing. Still the same door as when I first visited, still the same white color.
As soon as I entered, I immediately saw the purpose of my coming. Miss Pomfrey was there. Still as flawless and beautiful.
Seeing me, she, as with the last visit, waved her hand to me, walking into the office. Well, I'll follow her.
*****
The same office, the same environment and the same situation. The honey witch is sitting at the table, minding some of her own business, and I'm standing there, waiting.
"Good morning Calder," Poppy began. – I'm glad that you came after all and were not afraid of my anger in connection with the unstudied material.
"Sorry," I interrupted her. – But I learned all the material that you asked me. That's why I'm actually here.
- Yes? Have you learned it? – she asked, raising her left eyebrow. "Do you understand that by deceiving you will incur my wrath?" And believe me, I'm terrible when I'm angry. Don't fool me, boy. At your age it is impossible to learn these books. What do you mean, many people cannot learn them not only in months, but also in a year. Don't lie to me and don't try again. Understood?
– I didn't mean to. I'm telling you, I learned these books. If you want, we can arrange a survey. Or something else. I will answer.
- Well, look, you asked for it yourself. If you are right, then I will teach you healing. If not, then don't even come to me about this in the future, understand?
- Yes, I understood you perfectly.
- Fine. Well then. Let's start…
And some of the longest hours of my life began in this school. Every topic was touched upon, probably every question that could be asked was asked to me. The witch, and it was she, did not miss a single detail. Everything I could ask.
All this happened over the course of three hours. During this time, she left to visit patients, or new ones appeared.
But now those three hours have passed. We sit opposite each other, she stares at me thoughtfully, and I wonder in my mind whether everything went well. It seems like yes, Flitwick knows about my memory. Perhaps I didn't demonstrate too much, but I don't want to be encrypted in everything. And there's too much going on.
"I was surprised," Poppy's voice pulled me out of my thoughts. – Honestly, it's incredible. Of course, Filius told me about your memory, but I could not even imagine that your abilities in this field are so incredible. And this is even more amazing. Tell me, do you still want to study healing?
- Yes I want to. True, I thought that we would study witchcraft medicine.
- It's all about the vows. I can't teach you witchcraft medicine, but I can teach you healing, but don't be upset. Healing is much more extensive, and also includes witchcraft. In some measure. Well, are you ready? Just know that it will be incredibly difficult. "She warned me with a serious face.
- Yes, I'm ready for this.