Life, Death and Elemental Magic, Insight.

Diagon Alley – Home

The whole trip to the Ministry had taken the whole day. After dinner, Nagini went onto create few more spatial items while Kenneth went back into his room. He wanted to go through few more innate runes before he called it a day.

He looked at the 7 mythical creatures in him mind scape. He had gone through the serpent that had innate power of space, the alicorn that had the innate power of magic purity, the dragon that had the innate power of gravity, the raiju that had the innate power of time. There was still three more to go through, the black phoenix, the sturdy looking dwarf and the intelligent looking elf.

Kenneth focused on the phoenix and the twin black and white runes that was rotating around each other over its chest. He felt power rush into his hand as he instinctively rose them, two flames appeared on both of his hands, one white and one black. Kenneth had seen the memories of Nagini, so he had basic understanding to what they were. The white flame represented life while the black represented death.

He took the plant that he had experimented on yesterday and engulfed it in the white flame. The plant started to grow slowly, and unlike with time magic, the earth that it was planted on did not get dry. The plant was literally eating the white flame to grow, Kenneth realised that the more magic he injected into the white flame and the plant the faster it grew. He cut off a branch of the plant to see the effect, the plant started re-growing the branch it had lost. Not only that, the severed part of the plant started to grow roots as though it was the whole plant. He turned into a small snake and extracted his own venom, he inserted the venom into the extra plant he had and watched it start to whither slowly, however, when he applied the white flame, the venom disappeared and the plant started to grow healthy again. He wanted to know the effects of it on living things, but he was not keen of self-mutilation or using animals as experimental subject. After what Voldemort had put him through, that was the last thing he wanted to do. However, since he was planning to fight against the dark lord and his minions, he was sure he would get a few experimental subjects along the way.

When he applied the black flame, the plant started to disintegrate, leaving behind nothing. After a few experiments he realised that it disintegrated due to his intention to destroy the plant, but if his intention was to corrupt it or wither it slowly, the black flame would accomplish it as well. He could also specify the target as well, for example, he was able to destroy all the leaves on the left side of the plant, leaving the right side unaffected.

Kenneth realised that magic or at least wandless or his innate magic had a lot to do with his intention. With his affinity with magic really high, it was as if all his innate magic bent to his talent and followed his intention without objection. He also noted that the white and black flame did not just mean healing and destruction, white flame represented purity, construction, healing, regrowth and reviving while the black flame represented destruction, corruption, corrosion and withering.

The mythical creature phoenix represented both life and death magic.

Before Kenneth focused on the dwarf, he kind of knew what to expect, according to lore and legend, the dwarfs where incredible craftsmen. The artefacts they crafted was always on a different level than the rest of the races. He focused on the two white runes that was hovering over the dwarf's hands, when he opened his eyes, he could not feel any difference at all. Even his hand was just as normal. He took a few items lying around his room and tried injecting magic into them, when he did, he felt the different materials that the object was made out of. For example, when he injected magic into the metallic water jug, he could feel that the just was made out different types of metals, he could even tell the number of impurities in it. When he tried to change the shape of jug, he could easily do it according to the picture he had in his head. Kenneth realized that what he did was material manipulation, he could not create things out of thin air, but he could change the shape of the already existing ones. He started to use the metallic jug and at first, he started to change its shape into small dagger, a shield and a simple wrist guard. Later on, he started creating delicate designs like small model buildings, plants and flowers out of the metal. Kenneth had incredible control over the material, he could even turn the metal into strands of metallic hair and weave them together into a fully mobile human body.

"Does this only apply to metals?" Kenneth thought to himself.

He looked at his favorite experimental subject, the plant and focus on trying to manipulate whatever he could in it. After a few moments, water started to seep out of the soil it was planted on and formed into a ball in mid-air. Kenneth realized that he could actually manipulate water as well. He then went onto changing the shape of the ball of water just like the what he did with the metal, of course, unlike the metal, the shape was not permanent the moment he disconnected his magic the blob of water would start to obey the physical laws of the universe.

"So, the dwarfs were good at elemental manipulation, it's just that only their metallic creations were permanent so everyone thinks they are artefact creators. I always wondered how the created such delicate and beautiful items with their stubby and clumsy hands. So, this is the reason," thought Kenneth.

He then went onto manipulating the fire of the everlasting candles and the air itself. The last thought he had when finished his experiments was, "So, I have become the Avatar?" he chuckled.

There was one more mythical creature he had to go through, which was the elf. The Legends of elves normally said that they were very intelligent and had affinity with nature. so, Kenneth was expecting something along those lines. When he focused on the multi colored rube on its forehead, he opened his eye to find the same rune hovering right in front of him. just like the purple rune that turned into a blue orb after absorbing magic, this multi-colored rune also started to absorb magic, however it only absorbed the magic that was coming from Kenneth's body. After absorbing nearly half of Kenneth's reserves, the rune turned into a small red and orange flame, after hovering for a split second, it shot straight into Kenneth forehead and went right in front of his soul body in his mind scape and imbedded itself on its forehead. Kenneth grunted in pain as the flame started rooting into his soul, thankfully his soul body was pretty sturdy after battling other souls for nearly 60 years, otherwise he felt that he would break down. After 30 minute is grunting, and locking his jaws the pain subsided, compared to the pain Voldemort had put him through, this was nothing.

When Kenneth opened his eyes, the entire world had changed or to word it better, his world had turned a lot more colorful. There was a multi-colored aura that was filling up the atmosphere, there was every color of the rainbow. The dominant color was dark red, then purple, then blue, then green, then yellow, then white. However, the colors above blue were barely present, only wisps of them floated about. Kenneth only made sense of what was going on after he saw himself in the mirror, in the mirror he saw a bright blue core in his chest and there was a system of blue veins running through him and a blue aura was seeping out of him, and his eyes had turned multi colored just like the elven rune.

"What I'm seeing is the magical force?" he thought, "no, not just the magical force," when he looked at the walls of his room, he saw silver runes gliding on its wall. Kenneth knew what these runes was, it was the same rune on the serpent creature. What he was seeing the way Nagini had used spatial magic to enlarge the room. "Looks like I don't need Nagini to teach me on how to create spatial items," he thought.

He wanted to explore more; he started the process of tearing spatial fabric to summon an item while focusing on the movement of his magic. What he discovered made his eyebrows rise, when the magic left his hand with his intention of summoning the vase, the magic twisted and turned itself into the shape of the spatial rune and another spatial rune appeared beneath the vase, the runes made a small flash of light and the vase was summoned.

"This… soul… eye not only allow me to see the purity of the magic but I can also gain insight into magic and magic seems to have a lot to do with these runes. No wonder the mythical creatures specialized in a certain aspect of magic, it was all due to their accomplishments with the rune on their chest," thought Kenneth, he also decided to call the flame on the forehead of his soul body, soul eye. "hmm, no wonder the wands in Ollivanders shattered at my touch." He was looking at his wand, the quality of magic in his body had already reached the state of blue, while most of the cores used in his wand is purple, while the most common magic in the atmosphere was red. "I wonder what color the magic in people like Dumbledore and Voldemort, well Dumbledore has the elder wand, but why hasn't Voldemort's wand shattered due to the purity of magic?" Kenneth then channeled magic into his want and looked at it with his soul eye. He saw that his blue magical force entered the wand and enter the multiple different purple-colored cores, the cores actually shared the burden of his magic, while a miniscule section of the purple cores turned blue. Kenneth understood that the wand actually grew alongside the wizards, the stronger the wizards magic was the stronger the wand would become. No wonder every witch and wizard love their own wands, the wands slowly reshape themselves into the most suitable companion for the wielders magic.

"Mr. Ollivanders was wrong, my wand is not useless, it just that no 11-year-old would be able to power it. If it the case where this wand could not be matched with adult wizards and witches, then it could mean the average quality of magical was not that good? I'll be able to verify it once I go out and see the magic seeping out of people's bodies. I guess Voldemort was right when he said that the wizards and witches was nothing compared to the magical creatures," Kenneth thought.

He wanted to put his wand into his training schedule, to improve it to match his magical abilities, but after a second thought he scrapped the idea. The main reason he needed his wand was to cap his magical ability, he will be keeping his wand at its purple core state until it could not support Kenneth's ever growing magical force, only when the wand could not take the burden of his own force will he help it promote to the next level.

He also noticed that there was a unique signature pattern engrave onto his core. However, he did not have a clue to what it was, he could not even guess. He had to wait till he looked at other cores of wizards and witches to make sense of it. so he put it aside for now.

"It seems that Elves represents, magical insight. No wonder they were known for their intelligence."

Kenneth was excited, the more he dived into magic the more he found. He felt his schedule getting more packed. He still had to familiarize himself with his innate abilities and now he discovered that he could use his soul eye to learn about runes and decipher them.