Chapter 28: Trying Something!
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"You really are a masochist, I think," Harry observes.
"A Prat, I believe was the proper term," I say with a grin that hurts my head a bit. I must have hit it on the floor again. I glance around and find Hermione steadfastly not looking in my direction. "Hey Harry, can a guy get brain damage or something from too many Stunners?"
"Fred and George always say they used to drop me on my head a lot," Ron offers with a shrug.
Neither Harry nor Hermione say anything. That does not make me feel better.
A stray thought strikes me. I've been doing Harry Potter canon spells, but my magic doesn't seem to work like normal Harry Potter spells. I try to think of some cool spells from fanfiction that I can try, and one immediately pops into my mind. I smile widely.
"I wanna try something else. Hermione, may I have a dueling dummy please? Extra large, if you don't mind."
The requested dummy materializes without Hermione turning around or speaking a word.
"Thanks, Hermione. I just thought of something, and you might want to watch to see if it works. You guys will want to stand back, and keep it a secret if it works." I concentrate, feeling the rush of magic gathering in my hand. "And if it works...take me to the infirmary if something goes wrong."
Hermione spins around but it's too late. I raise my hand toward the dummy. I don't need any incantation, but, hell, this is going to be awesome. "Phoenix of Life, Salamander of Nature, Cerberus of Death, Forge of Man!"
A stream of magic sends smoky orange and red light swirling around me, and the edges of my robe begin to ripple as a conjured wind starts to pick up.
"What are you doing?" Hermione's frantic voice calls out.
"Bellows of the Forge! Eyes of ash, breath of fire, feather of flame! Four of eight Pillars, two of four Guardians, one of two Powers, attend me!" Another stream of magic, and the light and smoke swirling around me intensifies. The light show is definitely beginning to drain me, but this is totally worth it.
"I'll stop him!" Harry says, pointing his wand at me.
"No, Harry!" Hermione jumps over and grabs his wand arm. "We don't know what it'll do to him! He has to stop himself!"
"Divine conflagration! Cleansing inferno! Vanquish the darkness and bring justice to my enemies!"
"STOP IT, WILLIAM!" Hermione screams. "STOP IT NOW!"
"Ultima demi-flare! INCENDIOS GRATA!"
The lights coalesce in front of my hand, then a thick bar of superheated plasma explodes toward the dummy, launching my body in the other direction. Despite the vicious pain in my stomach I can't help but grin stupidly just before I black out.
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"Welcome back, Mr. Lerner," the stern voice of Poppy Pomfrey booms in my sensitive skull.
I respond with a groan.
"Ah yes, I suppose your head hurts. Of course I expected your previous magical exhaustion episode to impart a sense of caution in you, but perhaps I was too forgiving with the pain potions. You need to sleep the rest of the night, and I will release you for breakfast. Good night."
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"Bloody hell, mate. That was wicked!" Ron says without preamble as I join the Golden Trio for breakfast.
I wince at the volume. "Remind me not to do that again." I glance at Hermione when she glares at me. It's not a playful glare, either; I'm fairly certain she's trying to burn a pair of eye-shaped holes in my head. "For at least another couple days," I add with a smile.
Shaking with anger, Hermione finally explodes. "You...you prat! You bloody prat! You scared the bloody hell out of me! Don't you even think—"
"Okay, okay! I'm sorry, Hermione!" Her fury is not tempered in the slightest, and Harry and Ron are taken aback by her curses. "Look, Hermione, I wasn't really in any danger...I was just...I'm sorry for scaring you. And I'm kidding about doing it again. Pomfrey wouldn't give me pain potions last night. I'm not looking to go through another night like that."
Harry rubs her back and her wrath seems to abate as I do my best to look as sorry as I feel.
"What was that, anyway?" Harry asks quietly. "That...whatever you did actually melted the dummy and then continued through it as if it wasn't even there, then impacted the wall and shook the room before you passed out and it died."
"Uh, just something I picked up."
"William," Hermione growls, then she takes a deep breath when Harry rubs harder to try and calm her again. "I couldn't find anything about that...spell...in the Room, if it even was a spell. It sounded more like a...like a ritual! A dark ritual!"
"Didn't sound dark to me," Ron says through a mouthful of biscuit. Not a cookie, I mean whatever they call the fluffy, flaky, bread-like things here. "I heard him talking about phoenixes and divine flames and justice and such."
"And didn't you say something about being at half power or something?" Harry asks. "I remember you saying, 'Four of eight' and 'two of four' something or other...I'd hate to see full power, if that were the case."
"Not every spell can be found in books, Hermione," I say with a secretive smile. At least, no books in this universe. Unless the Harry Potter universe is in fact part of the real world, in which case the main part of the spell won't be around until somebody makes it up a decade from now. But Hermione doesn't need to know that. "And Harry—"
"Can you teach me?" Ron asks excitedly.
I have to suppress a chuckle. "Sorry, I don't know the wand motions, if there even are any. And I might not have the incantation at the end right, I just thought it sounded awesome. Also, Harry, I just made up all that stuff at the beginning and wandlessly made all those lights swirl around me. I figured saying that was half power made it seem even more awesome."
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