[ Volume I: "HOGWARTS WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY YR. 1" ]
[ Chapter II (2): "HOGWARTS OWLERY TOWER UNDER-CONSTRUCTION" ]
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THE WOOD, THE STONES, AND EVERY MATERIALS ARE READY; all that'll need is the manpower, and that will happen when Felix finally figures out the instructions. [ "Wait, no. Am I holding it correctly?!" ] He looks at the blueprint in front of him, and still couldn't understand it.
[ "How difficult is building a chicken coop?" ] Apparently difficult as Felix sits there, the looming figure of the three-floored castle which is under construction could be seen right behind our Protagonist as he sat there, on the grass, cross-legged scratching the back of his head.
Scratching the back of his head as he tries to decode, decipher, and understand the blue-colored blueprint that he is holding; the words "Hogwarts Owlery Tower" written at the front. As the description, and the function of the said building is written under it.
[ "For Hogwarts, and the beloved winged pets of the Wizarding World — this building will serve as the station to where Owls can recharge, socialize, and rest. So, please, dear user, build this for them." ]
For them my ass, this is taller than the Hogwarts Castle! Well, the current ongoing Hogwarts Castle that is, which is giving it high praise for calling it that, it's more like sticks and stones put together, or a child art project. But, it's work in progress, don't shame it, shame the builder (Felix) instead as he finally stands up.
[ "Here goes nothing, I think." ] With a Standard Wand on hand — a Wand type with no specific wood, no specific core, no specific benefits and downsides he began shaping the materials around him. The hundred pounds of lanky wood being shaped, and the thousand pounds of stones being cut — he done this until he is fully satisfied, or, done what the manual (blueprint) said.
[ "Diffindo." ] A green light was shot out of the Wand of Felix as he precisely cuts the huge fat stones in front of him, precise enough that when he looked at it; he could see the clean interior of the said stone, a stark contrast compared to the outside which is covered in moss, both dead, and alive bugs, and especially unwanted materials.
The Severing Charm is great, but he needs to prepare the materials first before doing anything great, so, he spent half an hour (he thinks) cleaning it using the Cleaning Charm — one of the spells he loves using, quite convenient and hard to master. Thankfully with months of experience in building a literal Castle, which is still UNDER CONSTRUCTION may I mind you, he mastered it quite well.
His eyes never leaving the smallest dirt as he cleaned them all in one-go, multiple Cleaning Charm was cast on both the wood, and the stones, and other materials — both cut and uncut until he was satisfied. The cracks being ignored for the moment, no, not because he likes those cracks, but because Magic don't fix everything, and because he have a way in solving that later.
Stone Bricks! Yes, he is created Stone Bricks by hand, and by Wand; 1302 of them according to the manual. The precise cut, the precise weight, and the precise calculations needed to have those said Bricks being plugged inside his mind through mystical means — and thanks to that mystical means because he got better and better at doing this repetitive behavior by the minute.
And in no time one was done, perfectly cut, perfectly looking. He admires it for a second before throwing it to the side, an empty grass field where the other cut, and uncut materials aren't placed as he did it again — and again, and again. The already heavy eyebags under his eyes growing by the minute, by the hour, thankfully miracle Potions exists, and one of them is called Invigoration Potion — it energizes and restores the user's energy, quite expensive, quite hefty, but to Felix who owns a World that only he occupies — yeah, no, it's worth it.
11:45PM: 13 Stone Bricks. 12:31AM: 135 Stone Bricks. 1:52AM: 371 Stone Bricks. 4:24AM: 508 Stone Bricks. 5:59AM: 741 Stone Bricks.
The sun shined and tried to get him out of his focused state, but, no, he didn't give up even though he is already getting bored at this point — with his goal already being in the 55% mark being done, and his time of 6 hours already being consumed, yeah, no, Felix Harp is ready to waste 4 more hours to get this shit don-
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He done it. 10:43AM: 1302 Stone Bricks, precisely cut, all twins, all in the same weight. And in seeing that Felix laid on the grass, not caring about the measly single bug that is trying to get under his skin — no, he don't care about it, he had killed thousands of them throughout his all-nighter, proven and tested by the many-flies, ants, and other sort of colorful anomalies laying dead near him, and some being crushed by his robes; but he didn't cared enough as the adrenaline of the repetitive behavior he did, slowly disappears.
[ "Finally... Damn... Damn!" ] He tries to punch the beeming hot sun right above him, but even he the seemingly god of this world can't do that — we'll, not yet. But that doesn't matter, as the seemingly highest pleasure known to mankind have been done by him, and all that under 12 hours, no way others can beat that speedrun of his, without using Magic at least.
He wholeheartedly believes that no one can do that, and he'll have to be right. As the gigantic stack of Stone Bricks could be seen piled up right beside him, the cut wood on the other, with it compared to the stones being smaller in number. But that doesn't matter, as the part which Felix loves the most is next. And that'll be building itself. Yes!
He tried to pull himself away from the green-grass under him, his head away from the dirt. But no matter what he does, he couldn't. [ "Yeah, no, I'll just... I'll just lay here. Feels comfy." ] The dirt where hundreds of bugs, mosquitos, and other such anomalies died in feels like a 5-star, no, a 6-star bed for him. For the tired, and drunk in energy Potion Felix, it does feel like it... So he closes his eyes... Then instantly jumping back to life in realizing he hadn't completed his goal yet.
[ "The Owlery!" ] He stood up, his wobbling legs... Stopping him... The pain, the ache, and the pressure he exerted on it throughout the night getting into him, his arms, his forehead, head, and other such body parts. So, Felix did the only thing he could at this moment and slee- he drank another Potion. The ache, the pain, the everything going away for a slight moment, that slight moment being enough as he stood up. And for a moment he had a choice, to finish the Owlery or go back to bed-
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He finished the Owlery. 12:43PM.
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[ Fun Fact (Pottermore-Lore): "In Hogwarts it is written that Students are allowed to either have an Owl, or a Cat, or a Toad. So, does this mean that other such Animals like Dogs aren't allowed? No, they are actually, possibly, allowed. Ronald Bilius Weasley owned a Rat — a Rat Animagus named Peter Pettigrew but that don't matter — Albus Potter owned a Ferret, a joke at the expense of someone. Hermione Granger owned a half-Kneazle, a magical animal. And other Students of Hogwarts also owned Crows, and Puffskeins/Pygmy Puffs (Ginny Weasley). So, clearly hypothetically speaking, Dogs are allowed. That's my head canon, and I'm sticking with it." ]
[ WRITTEN: 12/23/2024 ]
[ POSTED: 12/24/2024 ]