4 004 Penalty
Well, this is a little disappointing. For a book that could magically disappear, I was expecting a little more. I looked at all the other pages, but they were all blank. It was definitely not worth the spanking I got from my grandmother.
I threw the book angrily to the side and went to sleep. I wanted to have the same dream again. I wanted to see that mountain once more.
The days passed normally. I was trained by my grandmother. Then I would do something random since I was barred from entering the library. But I'm not sad, I did not like that library. I do not go out on new adventures around the house because now I have a spy elf following me.
This house-elf is strange, he's always serious and loves to collect Muggle stuff. And so far I have not seen him punish himself, which is a rare thing for a house-elf. But that's not what I find strange, what I find strange is the way he is dressed. Usually, the house-elves use a rag. But this one wears a rag that looked like a black suit with a tie.
Walking down the corridor, I see the house-elf following me in the shadows. This guy takes things too seriously. I had to call my grandmother so I could go to the bathroom without him following me.
I was seated on the floor in the garden of my house. The ground is all covered with grass, large fruit trees are scattered everywhere. The shadows formed by the trees give outline the beautiful roses and daisies of many colors.
This is one of my favorite places.
I could hear the birds singing and the bees flying while I ate some treats. For a moment I felt in paradise, but it was momentary. From an early age, my family always had a lot of expectations in me, but I did not meet those expectations.
I never showed any trace of magic. Then my great-uncle and my great-aunt and my grandmother began to look at me differently. Although they did not show, I could feel the disappointment.
So I tried my best. I learned to read and write at the age of five. But that did not diminish everyone's disappointment. So I tried harder, but it still was not enough.
My grandmother tried many ways to awaken my magical power. Some ways were subtle, some were not. He even started a special training. I would run around the family estate and pick up some heavy objects. It was hard for a boy just like me. But I never stopped, I did not want to become a burden to my family. I wanted my grandmother to be proud of me. And I also wanted to have magic so I could heal my parents.
I do not remember how many times I wanted to cry, but I never cried. Crying would not improve anything would only make it worse. But everything changed when I was 8 years old. My Great-Uncle Algie Longbottom always tried to scare me to awaken my magic. In many well-designed ways, but there was no success either. But one of his attempts ended up in an accident.
Great-Uncle Algie came once to tea with my grandmother Augusta. As usual, he tried to scare me. he hung me from a window at the top of the house. I was too scared but I trust Uncle-grandfather Algie too much.
I knew he would never let me fall from that height, but my great-aunt Enid Longbottom who was serving the tea tripped and fell on Great-Uncle Algie. Uncle-grandfather Algie who in turn failed to hold me, so I fall top of the house in free fall. It was very fast, very scary and very fun.
During the free fall, my magic awoke and saved me. Instead of falling to the ground, I floated over the garden and landed on the road. On that day some of the burdens I carried were taken away, but another was placed. Now I was a wizard, the magician who would inherit the legacy of the Longbottom family.
When I awoke my magic, my training also changed. I no longer had to run for hours or lift the weight. Now I just made a few moves with my wand and shouted "Lumus".
It's been 2 months since I woke up my magic, but I'm already very attached to my wand. Find out that the wand was from my father. so I had her very fondly.
My grandmother told me that at age 11 I would have my wand. but I think I'd rather keep my father's wand. She also told me that I should never tell anyone that I wore a wand before age 11. she also told me never to point the wand to my face.
I don't know why she said that.
Eating one more tidbit, I appreciated the garden more. Soon after awakening my magic, this became a habit of mine. I think I'm getting a bit chubby these days. When I was savoring more a tidbit, a robotic voice spoke inside my head.
[The mission (Learn your first spell) Failed. The penalty will be applied immediately.]
I stopped chewing and got a little confused, so I looked around. I saw the house-elf beneath a tree with his arms crossed. At his waist, I saw something that looked like a Walther PPK pistol. I was surprised, but when I went to ask what it was, my belly made a sound that resembled a motorcycle in a car.
"Vrruuummmm"
I blinked twice, then ran away as fast as I could by screaming.
"Bathroom! Bathroom! Bathroom! "I was screaming like an ambulance. The House-elf was following me closely. My tummy was hurting a lot, and I was about to drop everything on the floor if I did not get to the bathroom in time.
When I checked the bathroom. I've never been so happy to find a toilet in my life. Unaware of my surroundings, I did not see a house-elf standing at the corner of the wall with an expressionless face and arms crossed.
Meanwhile, not far from there. The family maid was dusting the furniture dust when she heard a strange sound.
"Pruuuu" sound was loud and looked a lot like fart sound.
Curiously the maid walked toward the sound. As she was approaching the bathroom, she saw a domestic elf running out of the bathroom with a look just like someone who saw hell. She stopped at the same moment. It was the first time she saw a house elf run. Usually, they apparate when in a hurry. What did this house elf see that made him forget to use magic?
Then the sound came again, but now along with the sound came a smell that made the maid run almost throwing up.
A few hours later I was already in my room lying down, plus my belly was still aching a little. Thanks to the medicine my grandmother gave me, I can get out of the bathroom. My grandmother blamed the treats, but I know the culprit is that damn book.
I had completely forgotten about this book. if it had not been for this tummy ache and that strange voice, I would never remember that book again. Gritting my teeth, I looked for the book. He was in the same place as before, on the bedside table.
"I bet you were laughing at me is not your goddamn book," I spoke in a furious voice.
I arrived slowly near the book, and jumped on him and grabbed hard. But now the book jumped like a brave bull, I was thrown from one side to the other. But I did not let go. After 8 seconds the book calmed down.
Panting, I pulled the book up onto the bed. I was furious, but also very curious. If the penalty was real, then the reward could also be. I opened the book again, but the first page of the book had changed.
Name: Neville Longbottom / ???
Title: ???? (sealed)
Level 1
HP: 17/20
MP: 1/10
Strength: 3
Constitution: 4
Dexterity: 1
Agility: 1
Intelligence: 2
Mana Control: 0
Casting Speed: 0
Spells
Lumus (in training) - 7%
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Active Missions:
(Master of the pranksters) Lvl: 0
Requirements: Place a mouse on the Augusta Longbottom bag. In 9 days, 23 hours and 05 seconds.
Recompense: "Active spell - Lumus (beginner)"
Fail: Bellyache. Lvl: 0
Fucking. This book wants to kill me !!!
I threw the book angrily to the side and went to sleep. I wanted to dream again with that mountain, but it seemed impossible. After the first time, I never dreamed of that mountain again. More for some inexplicable reason I always dream of those poor girls who had no clothes. Maybe it's a godsend for me to make more donations to the poor. Yeah, that must be it. I turned and snuggled.
