Animagus and year one end

After greeting Harry in the infirmary I watched as he allowed Ron and Mordred to inhale his sweets. I chuckled watching them wretch at the taste of a vomit flavoured jelly bean. I may or may not have swiped a chocolate frog. Harry complained about being thirsty so I put my cryomancy research to the test and gave him a chilled butter beer straight from the pocket dimension.

Took me a while to get the control the molecules enough to slow them causing the drinks to freeze. It's the reason it's advanced transfiguration, one wrong move and an ice age could happen in the room. Or in the unlikely event some idiot does it half asses they could split the molecule down to atoms and split the atom. A nuclear explosion! The book contained numerous warnings about it being forbidden and life threatening to go beyond ice, I believe that is why.

Well enough about the dark side of science, once Harry was mended up we went into the great hall for the points rallying. Due to my preventative measures we didn't loose as many points during the dragon egg incident. Dumbledore still chose to overload us with points, Mordred got the least because she spent the adventure giving a Cerberus a belly rub.

I got 50 points for an extreme act of valor and battle prowess. Yeah a mutant troll for fifty points that mean jack shit is so rewarding~ well at least it improves morale. Neville beamed when he got points for sticking up for his morals. I stopped paying attention after 600 something points.

A few hours later we boarded the train going back to kings cross. Harry said goodbye to hagrid before going back to the Dursley's. When he asked what we'll be doing over the summer Mordred replies "some rituals and then hunting for traces of the wizard of flowers".

Harry and Ron didn't understand but Hermione certainly did when her frizzy hair poofed further in bewilderment. "Really?!?! Your going after a legacy of the Merlin Ambrosias?!?"

"Well we'll certainly try but I have no hopes on that Hermione. At worst we find nothing and go sight seeing, at best we find a cave filled with some old notes. The issue is their Merlin's notes" I finished with a shiver while Mordred nodded.

Ron then spoke out "what's the matter with that? He's the greatest wizard who ever lived!"

I shook my head "tell me do you know his second nickname?" I questioned which caused their heads to shake after they pondered on it for a few seconds. I decided to elaborate "well Merlin Ambrosias was a half incubus, he created the magic system as we know it and helped found Camelot as an advisor of King Arthur. Due to his heritage some off Merlins activities were rather deviant in nature. What sealed the deal was when he began researching dragons."

Ron then interrupted me "aye and discovered draconian, he also set the precedent of diversifying dragons. My brother Charlie told me" he said while pumping his chest.

Mordred adopted a smug grin "did he tell you he only did it so he could fuck one?" Ron choked on his breath while Harry muttered "no way!" Mordred only nodded.

"It's true, Merlins was a sexual deviant who studied a variety of species with the purpose of either studying their culture to improve himself and Camelot or for satisfying his libido. I read over the year the in-depth studies he issued into Veela and kitsune. There's also his dragon feat that always goes unmentioned. It's because of these acts that's he's nicknamed The Dick Wizard!"

Her words seemed to shock the three of them to the core. Hermione couldn't help but comment "surely a great man such as Merlin couldn't be like that, otherwise all the pure bloods and powerful people would be deviants in some manner?"

I tilted my head "you think crab and gowle will be willing to debate that point. Take a gander at Malfoy some time, there's definitely a ferret in that blood somewhere~" I joked causing everyone to break out into a fit of giggles.

After the train docked and we said our goodbyes Mordred and I made our way to a private apothecary to pick up the final ingredients. Based on what I learned in astronomy this year there should be a storm in a three weeks. We already began by placing a mandrake leaf in our mouths and applied a sticking charm.

We had to be extra careful not to rip it when we were eating. After a quick trip to silenceia street, another magical district we collected the final ingredients and tools needed. After that we popped into the inner world, Mordred walked off with the cats to go watch Transformers on the TV while I got to work brewing the potion.

We chose to complete the ritual first before going to France to search for merlins treasure. For three weeks we trained constantly, relaxed in the cabin while watching movies courtesy of zeus and recited the words for the ritual every morning. The words are " Amato, animo, Animato, Animagus". After ensuring that the rituals requirements were met we continued our self study.

I researched the medical field abit to determine how a wizards body is truly different from a muggle while Mordred decided to take a swing at combining wizard duelling with her fighting style. It would be much more difficult for her as she fights like a berserker and wields a lance currently. Therefore she can't mimic my dual style, plus she lacks the anime knowledge for inspiration. Lord Nyanta truly is a genius in the craft.

Now I'm sure you've all be waiting for the results of the ritual, well near the end of June the lightning storm began just as predicted. It didn't start until the late afternoon that day. Mordred dragged me out of the house and into a field so we could start the ritual. The fact that a lightning strike occurred and struck a power line nearby didn't frighten her at all.

She kneeled down and recited the phrase I mentioned before with me following suit. After repeating the chant a good number of times the clouds stirred and a large rumble echoed out before we both felt pain shoot through our bodies.

It was truly a good thing that we choose to do this dressed in swimsuits otherwise our clothing would have shredded. My eyes glazed over with tears due to the soul shocking pain. I felt parts of myself that I never knew I had stir into action. As I continued focusing on these aspect I was awoken by a bestial

*rawrrrrrrrr!!!*.

I fell down on four legs and felt my spine crackle as additions were made. My posable thumbs rescinded into my hands as my nails sharpened. My jaw aches as it was restructured to suit my new shape. I began to feel warm as a new layer covered my body. My back ached with the unfamiliar feeling growing atop it. The sound of *thwip thwip* passed by quickly.

I felt my legs and arms shorten as I feel down and lifted my head unleashing a howl. It was matched by a mighty roar a few feet away from me. The storm began to pass by quickly signifying we had completed the ritual. My eyelids fluttered as they opened, I looked to my left and spotted a massive feline.

It looked down at its paws before snarling in happiness. It then began to turn towards me and opening its eyes widely as if its shocked by my form. I don't know what I am yet after all. The faint cat began to twitch as it reformed back into Mordred.

Once she realigned herself she looked towards me before flicking her wrist summoning a mirror. I looked forward and was shocked at what I saw. I resembled my old friend ghost greatly except I was a few sizes smaller, the major difference was my darkened fur and the massive wings sprouted from my back!!!!!!

I looked to Mordred who had a book in hand skimming through known wolf creatures. I began to shake myself imaging flinging off clothes before entering bed as the magic chasing me to have this shake flew away making me revert. I stood up and regained my bearing from being quadrupedal. I looked to Mordred who snapped the book shut.

She smiled and said "I'll be dammed, I assumed you'd be either a wolf or a crow. You got the best of both it seems. The form you achieved was that of a Pterolycus, a winged wolf spotted in Russian, German and Hungarian folklore. The wizarding society actually had them as well. Once domesticated they make the ultimate hunting dog. They're capable of flight, night vision, tracking magical signatures, blending in with nature and immunity to the harshness of the seasons".

I was shocked at what I had achieved but then Mordred decided to blather "well its not bad compared to myself, I became a mighty lion! My skin also felt unbreakable so I assume I became a Nemean Lion. As expected of me hahahahaha!!"

"I hate to burst your bubble Mordred but that wasn't a lion". "Eh?" Was all she said as colour drained from her face. So I continued speaking "that was a liger, a cross between a lion and a tiger. You had faded stripes and lacked a Maine. You were also larger than a regular lion. Perhaps your a Nemean Liger!! The tiger part must come from Morgan Le fey".

I watched as Mordred's eyebrows continued to twitch before she fell on her knees and hammered the ground "dammit!!! Stupid Mother!!!!!!" I was bemused at her tantrum so decided to research my species. Once I fully learn to control its capabilities we'll leave for France to find the cache.