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The True Successor Of House Scamander (HP)

He was born a failure. his life taking away his mother's, a weakly constitution where he was a cripple by birth. a defect that won't allow him to live when he grows older and wiser. an abusive father, heart-torn by his mother's death.a pride-driven older brother, influenced by his father, all that remained was the pride of house Scamander, his grandfather. strength comes from numbers. not alone. and he will fight the world to prove that.

Heinzbeansscranner · Anime & Comics
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The Dark Forest

Some preparation was at hand.

the invisibility spell was a spell that created a sphere around the item blessed that turned things invisible once in the sphere. it was a useful spell, but any strong mage that had crossed the boundary of strong would be able to peek into the invisibility spell and catch someone else.

not to mention the large mana drain, which was not important based upon Mylo's large mana pool.

taking a seat before standing up once more, all the very few people in the Ravenclaw common room was a faint sphere filled with magical fluctuations, of which stronger wizards could see.

that meant that the invisibility spell was flawed if he met any teachers at this time. that would be unlikely, however, it seems that the only one's that like to roam the halls at this time is the squid janitor, Mr Flinch. if he was lucky enough that a professor wouldn't randomly come out and roam the corridors, it would be fine.

slowly grabbing his wand and chanting "Alohomora."

the doors of the common room were opened before Mylo opened it and sneaked past.

"Where are you going at this time of night, Mr Scamander?" The Ravenclaw door knocker asked Mylo, who froze up

"Im going to the libabry for the pursuit of knowledge."

"I see." The door knocker replied, "Should I get the professor to snape to guide you there?"

"No, that won't be nessecery thank you." feeling the threat of the door knocker, Mylo cursed.

"Make it quick , Mr Scamander."

Mylo gave a sigh , before slowly walking down the corrider.

although the invisibilty spell worked on appearence , the sound was still present , which meant that walking down the large empty hallway was a pain due to the echo's that resounded in the hallway.

slowly climbing out of a small window near Hagrits hut , it seemed that he wasnt alone when breaking out of the school

4 people could be seen walking through the empty desolate hallways , of which Mylo recongized one of them.

but he couldnt let his anger grip him now.

it was his brother , rolf with the destined boy "Harry potter."

it seemed that they were going to a small desolate hut near the edge of the forest.

ignoring them , Mylo walked into the thick woods that surronded the hut.

a faint layer of mysterious mist roamed over the forest , giving its a gothic and scary vibe that freeked Mylo out. his goal here was some herbs that grew in here. if he could find some magical plants that could help keep his alive for couple of more years he would greatly get them.

his second goal was a unicorn... but he hoped that he wouldnt have to slope to great lengths.

it would be even better if he found some plants like dittany , mandrakes.

if he could just prefect the formula... and manage to live a little longer.

his mother managed to make it to 32. he believed that he could make it to 16 , even if his case was stronger.

he would'nt die quite yet , but in the future, his body would start to detarioate.

his legs were already starting to get weaker , and if he didn't want to get put in a wheelchair , it was time to sort it out.

*Slurrrp*

the fresh smell of blood permitted the air , as Mylo's attutuide suddenly changed.

who was it?

slowly and slowly walking over , a figure hidden with a jet black cloak looked up , before staring directly as Mylo.

on the floor was unicorn blood , freshly scattered.

unicorns were creatures that are holy , as is taboo to kill them. this is to the point where when there blood touching your lips your destined for a life for pain , at the expense that it can grant you tempoary immortality even if your an inch away from death.

the creature simply stared at Mylo , blood dripping down the lips of the cloaked figure.

what was it? there we no vampires reported in hogwarts.

how amusing. the safest place on earth.

he would take no prisoners.

"Stupefy!" A vertical wand movement was made as a bright blue light came from Mylo wand as it went flying from the figure.

the black figure simply dodged out of the way , the cloak not budging to reveal whoever was in the inside.

Mylo chased the black figure , of which seemed to want to get away , but couldn't keep up with his crutches

"Shit!" Mylo said "Appare Vestigium!"

a faint dust like spell was created, but simply disengrated after a second.

The sounds of fresh coughing could be seen reveberating through the forest , as Mylo spat out blood.

he overstepped his boundary's. Appare Vestigium was a spell he didn't have the stabilty nor skill to cast.

finding some wild Asphodel , Mylo stored some in some prepared test tubes alongside some dittany.

but for now , it was something he was more interested about.

the corpse of the unicorn.

he wasnt intrerested in the blood , but something that could be considiered value on its body.

it's horn.

it had great healing properties , albeit less than the blood, and great magical properties.

slowly getting the horn and storing it into a test tube , he sighed looking at the beast.

"May your soul rest in peace."

A black force suddenly appeared out of his magic circle on his hand as a black mist was projected around the dead body of the unicorn.

"What.." Mylo eyebrows furrowed before he touched the outline of the mist.

"Thank you... human. may the light bless your soul." A voice, which may have belonged to the unicorn, appeared in Mylo's head

"It hurts!" A flood of emotions filled Mylo's head, as the mark on his wrist started to burn.

it started to shine in black inky light, before returning to its formal state.

taking a breath of fresh air, Mylo gasped, before sitting down on the log.

he felt the pain the unicorn was in while its body was slaughtered.

never again. no way.

a couple of teardrops ran down Mylo's face as he thought of the sensation of being pulled apart.

he wasn't an adult, he wasn't a cold person.

he was just a child.