Chapter 52

He quickly turned over to the prefix and suffix glossary on the back that showed which suffix to add to a spell to add what property to it. Running a finger down the list, he quickly matched the word vestimentus to cloth. Jotting down a couple of quick notes from the "How-To" section of the book, he removed lateres from the original spell and converted the text into the appropriate tense before adding vestimenta to it. Then, tearing off a piece of Dudley's old t-shirt, he cast his new spell on it.

"Speculo Vestimenta"

The piece of cloth turned glassy for a second and returned to its original state, completely unchanged. With a shiver of anticipation, Harry turned it over and sure enough, it was entirely transparent from that side.

Ping!

Spell learned!

Speculo vestimenta

This spell is used in the construction of mirrored cloth out of plain cloth.

-15 MP per use

"Yes!" Harry exclaimed with glee. He'd done it! He'd created a spell of his own!

Harry was grinning widely as he turned to his last book, 'Easy Spells to Fool Muggles' and leafed over to silencing charms. After a few minutes of reading and trying to decide which spell was the best, he settled on Quietus, which reduced the target's volume to almost inedible levels, over Silencio, which silenced a target entirely.

'Quietus, Quietus,' He muttered, practicing the wand movements until…

Ping!

Spell learned!

Quietus/Sonorus

This charm is used in quietening of sounds. Often used to counteract the amplifying charm, Sonorus.

-10 MP per use

Harry raised an eyebrow. So he could learn the counter of a curse and vice versa just by knowing one of the two spells. But surely that could only be applicable if the spell had a clear counter…

Nodding to himself, Harry put the books back and ran back to the dormitory and back into his bed, closing the curtains. He pulled out his school robes and cast the Mirroring Spell and the Quietus on its front pocket.

Hedwig had woken up by that time and was staring at him as he did the spell. She let out a Questioning trill at Harry, who grinned as put on his robes.

"I'm making sure you can come along with me to the first day of my classes. We'll have fun," he said with a smile.

Hedwig let out a happy little chirp, flapping her wings as she flew onto Harry's extended palm, who then carefully deposited her into his front pocket. With the spells, she'd be able to see and hear everything through the cloth while Harry could only just about hear her through the Quietus charm if she needed him. The pocket had already had an extension charm placed onto it in Diagon Alley according to Professor McGonagall's wishes, who wanted him to be able to carry his stationary without it straining his book bag. Of course, Harry still had his inventory, but he couldn't tell her about it, so he agreed to the undetectable extension spell ('Capacious extremis" McGonagall had incanted at his robe's pocket) which was coming in use now by providing Hedwig with a comfortable space to stay in.

So together they went boy and bird, off to the great hall to get something to eat.

Harry was surprised to note that no one from any other house was up yet, with only a few teachers like Professors McGonagall, Snape and Flitwick at the staff table, eating. Professor Dumbledore was there too. He gave Harry a smile, eyes brightly twinkling before he went back to chewing on his sausage. Harry decided to try and observe him again, hoping that whatever was blocking his Observe powers last night would be gone now.

Albus Dumbledore

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'Damn it! No luck. So his level must be too high for me to observe him,' Harry thought as he went over to the Ravenclaw table. After devouring a full spread breakfast and dropping pieces of fruit down his pocket for Hedwig to eat, Harry saw Professor Flitwick coming down the tables to hand him his schedule.

"Good morning Professor."

"Good to see you up so early Mr. Potter. And good morning to you as well of course. Now here you go, there is your schedule," he said, before leaning closer and quietly adding, "And between you and me Mr. Potter, your mother was a practically a prodigy when she was here and your father wasn't a slouch either, so I wouldn't worry too much about doing badly in the classes. It's in your blood."

The tiny professor grinned at him before heading back to the Head Table again.

Harry smiled thankfully. The professor had probably assumed that he couldn't sleep well because of being nervous for his first day of class. While that wasn't the case, Harry was more than grateful for the sentiment. He had a feeling he was going to like the Charms class.

His first class that day was Charms with the Hufflepuffs, where they were lectured for half an hour by the diminutive professor who stood on a single huge book that floated in the middle of the podium in front of the class. Harry heard Terry Boot, who sat beside him violently suppress a choke at the sight of someone, let alone their head of the house, standing on a book. Harry chuckled, thinking, 'Godric Gryffindor wasn't kidding about Claws being over-obsessive book lovers.'

He then refocused on Professor Flitwick, who had progressed from describing the plans for this year's class to talking about spells.

"Now let me tell you something interesting," he said, "How many of you have read the first chapters of your transfiguration book?"

A majority of Ravenclaws and two Hufflepuffs raised their hands.

"Well, for those of you that haven't, a part of it describes how conjuration is a NEWT level magic, so difficult that you wouldn't learn about it until you reach the beginning of your seventh year," he said while turned around towards the wall behind him. He pointed his wand towards the wall and swung his wand in the shape of a horizontal S before giving it a flick.

"Aguamenti," he intoned and a fountain of water sprung from his wand, splashing against the wall. "Can anyone tell me what this charm was? Yes, Miss Granger."

"Sir that was the water-making charm. It is used to create and shoot water out of the caster's wand. It's one of the spells that we will be learning this year." Hermione rattled off.

"Textbook Miss Granger! Take two points." The professor exclaimed, before continuing, "Professor McGonagall will teach you in depth about the dangers of transfiguration, but put in a simplified manner, conjuring is one of the most dangerous forms of magic out there. So what about Aguamenti? Are you not creating water out of nothing in this spell? Is this not a conjuration? And if it is, why is it taught to first years like yourselves? Anyone who answers will have earned five points for their house."

Not a single hand rose. Harry even felt Hedwig still in his pocket. She was finding this interesting too.

"Nobody? Well, let me give you another clue," The professor was having fun. He pointed a finger at his wand's tip, intoning, "Ebublio." A purplish bubble the size of Harry's fist surrounded the wand's tip.

"This is the bubble charm, a variation of a charm that is used in underwater swimming. This bubble is unbreakable and doesn't allow anything from the outside reach the inside. Now, let us try this spell again. Aguamenti." the professor chanted again, swinging and flicking once again. This time, however, the wand gave only a few spurts of water before it stopped entirely.

Swing and flick…almost exactly like the hand movements I used for the water vapor trick…

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