First of all, hello everyone. I'm finally back. With this chapter, we've reached a turning point in the story. From now on, there will be a series of timeskip throughout Rubeus' school life. After he finishes school, the real crossover and multiverse issues will begin. Also, I haven't decided yet, but there may be more adult scenes in the book. Please let me know your views on this.
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30 December 1942
Rubeus Hagrid's point of view
The past few days have been quite monotonous. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate this monotony as much as I can. I'd get up in the morning, do my exercise, then go to the pocket dimension to study magic and take care of the plants and animals there. Apparently I can't do magic outside the pocket dimension anymore. The reason I was able to do magic last summer was that the ministry's bureaucracy was slow and didn't fully record my father's death. So any magic I cast was considered to have been done by my father. Unfortunately, I don't have that luxury anymore. I realised this with the warning letter I received the first day I was doing a cleaning spell. Thank God, the ministry's method could not follow me in the pocket dimension. No matter how monotonous the first few days were, they were actually mentally exhausting for me. I was expecting Tom Riddle to jump out from somewhere and attack me at any moment.
I was ready to hide in the pocket dimension at any moment. Fortunately, nothing like that happened.
After I was done with my spell work, I was wandering around the dean forest as I am doing now. I was sending the suitable plants and animals I found on the way to the pocket dimension. The greenhouse tree sapling and the tree where Faye and her family lived were sent to the pocket dimension. Unfortunately, I couldn't just take all the plants I could see. The first reason was that if there were just big gaps in the middle of the forest, it might attract someone's attention. I don't want the Muggle authorities and the Ministry of Magic to investigate the incident. Okay, maybe I'm being a bit too paranoid, but the incident with Riddle warned me that I could never be too careful. The second reason is that if I damage the natural structure of the forest too much, voxnaturae will be negatively affected. So as I walked through the forest, I would randomly transfer small samples of saplings, trees and other living things into the pocket dimension. Slowly but surely, the pocket dimension would grow greener and greener. This was having a positive effect on the voxnaturae and I could feel it getting stronger, albeit slowly. As I was walking in the forest, I realised that the sun was about to set, so I decided to return home. Today Mrs Raskalov was coming. Originally we were going to do the ritual earlier, but she had to stay longer at school because of the basilisk.
When I came out of the forest and arrived at the cottage, I saw Mrs Raskalov sitting on the steps of the front door waiting for me as I entered the garden gate.
Rubeus said, 'Sorry to keep you waiting. I lost track of time wandering in the forest.'
Raskalov stood up, straightened his robes and spoke. 'No problem. I just arrived.'
After nodding my head, I passed him and went inside. Raskalov was following behind me.
We were sitting at the kitchen table looking at each other. The tension in the air was palpable. We were both waiting to see who would make the first move. Finally, I couldn't resist and spoke first.
Rubeus said, 'How are things at school? How will they deal with the Basilisk?'
Raskalov 'It's complicated, I'm sure the headmaster and the board of governors swear at Tom Riddle every day for waking the basilisk. On the one hand, the basilisk is a creature that cannot be fed, on the other hand, the basilisk is a creature that one of the founders of the school left behind to protect the school, especially the influential purebloods who studied in Slytherin want it to live. When I left the school, Newt Scamender managed to contact the basilisk. Since he is probably the only one who can communicate with the basilisk and calm it down, it will be left in Newt Scamender's care. That is, if they can fix what Riddle did to him.'
Rubeus 'What did Riddle do to the basilisk? How was Newt Scamender able to communicate with the basilisk?'
Raskalov 'It's too bad a black magic to go into details now, just know that Riddle can inflict extreme pain on it at will. As for Newt Scamender, he actually has an ability that allows him to talk to magical beasts, and before you ask, no, he has nothing to do with druids.'
We ate in silence for a while after I nodded that I understood. Then I continued talking a little nervously.
Rubeus 'Are the materials for the ritual ready?'
Raskalov 'The materials are ready. Where are we going to do the ritual?'
Rubeus 'I've prepared the basement. I've emptied it completely to avoid any magical interference, what worries me is the trail. Don't let the Ministry knock on our door.'
Raskalov 'Don't worry about the Ministry, Dumbledore and I have sorted it out. They think that someone from the school will come to inspect you once in a while, and if you use magic during that time, it won't be a problem. At least you don't have to worry about casting spells during the Christmas holidays.'
I replied with a smile on my face.
'I see, these last few days without magic have been quite challenging,' Rubeus said.
Raskalov looked around thoughtfully for a moment and then spoke. 'By the way, what did your father do for a living?'
'He didn't have a specific job, he was more of an adventurer and a jack of all trades. What happened?'
Raskalov 'I was just curious. The wards and amulets in and around the house seem to be the work of a very talented person. This means that the father was either a very talented wizard or had enough money to hire talented people. Nevertheless, the house looks quite old.'
I shrugged my shoulders as if to say that I didn't care too much and spoke. 'To be honest, as much as I like my father, I'll admit that he has strange tastes.'
Raskalov 'What do you mean?'
Rubeus 'He might have kept this house like this just for fun. Besides, I'm a half-giant.'
Raskalov 'I see. If you're done eating, I'd like to inspect the basement. It's in the ritual, just in case. I want to make sure nothing has gone wrong.'
After nodding, I took my wand in my hand and just as I was about to cast a spell, I stopped and looked at Raskalov.
Rubeus 'I can cast spells now, right?'
Raskalov 'No problem, go ahead.'
After casting a simple kitchen cleaning spell, the dishes were still on the table. It lifted off the table and started cleaning itself. God, I love magic.
When we reached the basement, Raskalov took out his wand and began to scan the basement with various diagnostic spells. The rituals could be divided into several areas.
Firstly, the simple rituals, which were more like everyday magic and had almost fallen into disuse, at least in Europe, with the development of modern magic-making methods. The other part of the rituals was a little more dangerous. These were rituals that made permanent changes in the matter and living beings to which they were applied. Things like animagus transformation fuelled by storms and animagus potions, and sacrificing a dragon's heart to increase its ability in fire magic often meant that you had to deal with death or permanent disability if things went wrong. A safer application of this type was in alchemy, where it was used on external objects and creatures, such as potions and the creation of basilisks. In this way at least you were not harmed even if you messed things up. The ritual with Mrs Raskalov was a mixture of both types. Instead of making any permanent changes to our bodies, it would create a mental and magical bond between the two of us. We could break the bond at any time. Even if the bond was not permanent, if the ritual failed, there was a chance of extreme mental and physical damage, so there should be no foreign magical power in the area where we would perform the ritual. If Raskalov didn't find this place clean enough, I would have to take him to the pocket dimension. There was a ritual room in the mansion that Radagian had used in the past. I didn't want to take him into the pocket dimension without a ritual. She needed me to stop the Maledictus curse, but you never know the limits of human greed.
Raskalov, 'We can't do the ritual here.'
That was gonna be a problem.
Rubeus 'Why not? I realise the wards of the house don't affect this place.'
Raskalov 'The reason the wards of the house don't affect this place is that your father apparently used it to make potions. Residue from potion fumes etc. tends to leave some residue, even when properly cleaned. Normally it's not a problem, but I don't want to risk it in such a delicate ritual. If you wish, we can do the ritual at my home in magical Britannia. I have a suitable ritual room.'
After a moment's thought and consideration, I decided to take her to the pocket dimension. There is a reason for this. Firstly, I didn't want her to experiment on me. She needed me to resist the curse, but I couldn't heal her. Who knows, she might decide to experiment on me to heal. She'd shown before that she could take extreme measures to cure the curse. I didn't want to take any risks. Maybe I'm a little paranoid, but I've developed a lot of paranoia since Riddle attacked me. Maybe I should see a psychologist. I wonder if there are psychologists in the magical world.
Rubeus said, "Take my hand. You'll feel a gravitational pull similar to materialisation. Don't resist or I can't take you. There's a ritual room in Radagian's legacy. We'll go there."
Raskalov frowned for a moment, then spoke. 'The interior of spatial treasures is not suitable for rituals.'
Rubeus said, 'It's not really a spatial treasure, it's more like a portable house, the only problem is that the mansion is a bit big and it's hard to get it out. A problem you can easily overcome with a few illusion spells.'
Raskalov hesitated for a moment, then took my hand and with a thought we found ourselves in the ritual room of the mansion. Raskalov held on to me for a moment to keep his balance, then looked around and started to examine heri surroundings. I finally felt safer now that I could control the wards of the manor. Raskalov took out his wand and began to use various diagnostic and scanning spells.
After a while I heard her muttering to herself, "Impossible, impossible, impossible."
Rubeus 'Is something wrong?'
Raskalov 'A problem? Yes, the problem is that there are no questions. We're technically inside a magic treasure. The fluctuations of magical energy from the treasure should make it unsuitable for any ritual, but it is perfect for a ritual. Even my ritual room at home in Britain is probably not this good.'
I replied with a shrug, 'You can satisfy your curiosity about the treasure later. I'll go and fetch Radagian's portrait and the necessary books, and you start getting out the ritual materials, if we're going to do the ritual tonight we can't waste any more time.'
In the centre of the room was a ritual circle countless times more complex than the one I drew last time. Raskalov had been working on it for the last few hours. The ritual circle contained various runes and complex diagrams. Unfortunately, the runes were too complex for me to draw. I didn't even recognise most of them. So I could only sit and watch her and Radagian's portrait. The ritual circle was extremely complex. the outermost part was made up of two circles, one large and one small, and inside these two circles there were four circles in the same way. three lines connected the four circles inside, and various runes covered between the circles.
After some time the ritual circle was finally completed. As soon as the circle was completed, I took Radagian's portrait and all the remaining magical items outside. Then Raskalov and I left to change clothes. Raskalov stayed in the ritual room while I changed my clothes outside. For this ritual, we were going to wear clothes specially made for use in rituals.
While I was changing my clothes, I looked at myself in the mirror for a moment. To tell you a lie, I was quite pleased with what I saw. I had been training every day without fail since I came to this world, and I don't know if it was because I was half giant, but my body had developed better and faster than any human in my past life. The extra weight I had when I first arrived was completely gone. Thanks to the training I had done, my chest muscles had become quite prominent and the shadows of the abdominal muscles I would have in the future began to appear on my stomach. Thanks to my tall stature and my arms, which had thickened due to doing heavy work even in the past, a very aesthetic appearance had begun to emerge. Without lingering too long, I put on my robes and entered the ritual room.
Raskalov was waiting for me there. She was also dressed in her own robes. Both of us were wearing nothing but long robes. With this thought and the impressive sight in front of me, I felt a burning sensation in my lower part. Raskalov was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen since I came to this world. Long blonde hair, blue eyes, tall stature and a marvellous hourglass figure with large breasts that seemed to pop out of her robes. I immediately suppressed my arousal using occlumency. Now was not the time.
After we both looked at each other for a moment, we went into the ritual circle without speaking. There was no need to speak after that. We both started to transfer energy to the circle and activated the ritual. At the same time, we started to sing a song in ancient Celtic, the meaning of which I did not know. Towards the end of the song, crazy bright lights started coming out of the circle.
Towards the end of the song our voices were getting louder and the lights were getting brighter. In the last verses of the song, the lights got so bright that we couldn't even open our eyes to see each other. When the song was over, the ritual ended with a last flash of light.
As soon as the ritual was over, I started to feel Veronica Raskalov in my mind. It was very strange, one moment she was absent and the next moment she was there. I could feel her distance from me and some of her emotions.
A moment later a wave of lust and desire hit my mind and my novice mind shields shattered like paper. At the same moment Raskalov jumped on me and clung to my lips. As I surrendered to lust and desire, only one word ran through my mind.
'Fuck.
2 January 1943
Rubeus Hagrid's point of view
Rubeus, 'Did you find out what went wrong with the ritual?'
I was sitting in the library of the mansion, talking to Veronica, trying to find out what happened after the ritual, and don't mind me saying unfortunate. I certainly didn't regret it. Man, what a night.
Veronica ' It's my fault, the wizard who cursed my family put an additional curse on us to force us to have children in order to ensure that the maledictus curse continues. Normally, this additional curse disappears as soon as we have children, but something in the ritual triggered the curse again.'
That was a problem, because of the nature of the curse, I might have to be a father. I'm not ready to be a father yet.
Rubeus, 'There's nothing else wrong, is there?'
Veronica stared at me for a moment and then continued. 'I know what you're thinking. Don't worry, there's nothing else wrong.'
I was relieved. I'm sure no one wants to be a father at my age. I decided to talk about something else to change the subject and diffuse the tension.
Rubeus 'So what do you think about the library, can you convert the spells here into modern wand magic?'
Veronica bit her lip for a moment and then spoke.
God she looks so attractive when she bites her lips.
Veronica said, 'The library is quite impressive. As for converting spells into modern magic, it might be easier to learn spells like this instead of dealing with that.'
I frowned in annoyance, things were not going at all as I expected.
Rubeus said, 'What's wrong? Something like this shouldn't be a problem for you.'
Veronica 'You know the basics of magic, don't you?'
Rubeus 'Of course, we control the magical energy with emotions and intentions to achieve the desired effect.'
Veronica 'That's not wrong, but it's incomplete. Things are a bit different, especially with more complex spells. There are different ways to do magic. To put it simply, when we do magic we put our emotions, intentions and knowledge of magic into magical energy and then we control that energy in different ways. Some people create magic matrices with this energy and weave magic in this way, others weave magic by using magical energy and emotions as if they were needle and thread. Different civilisations throughout history have created different methods. The magic method of the Druids is something I have never seen before. It is very different from the methods of normal magicians, especially nature energy complicates things. Given enough time I can modify these spells to become modern wand magic, but it will probably be easier for you to learn the old ways.'
This was very frustrating, but there was nothing to be done. I'm not going to be able to do things the easy way.
Rubeus, 'I see. So what's the plan now?'
Veronica 'I've got nothing else to do, I'm going to collect as many magical and non-magical animals and plants as I can to bring to the pocket dimension while you're at school, I'll give them to you on your first trip to Hogsmeade, then maybe I'll stay in the mansion and the pocket dimension for a while and help you here.'
Rubeus 'Well then, I can finally get back to my daily life and training.'