Chapter 172: Bet!

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"Any hacks to make it simple?"

His lazy question elicited an amused chuckle from her. "While I would like to say no and preach to you about hard work and dedication, there are some ways to save your time and learn faster. Occlumency helps massively."

"It makes you very familiar with the feel of your own mind and body, with your own soul. I would recommend you read about it if you want to succeed in this endeavour. And the types of memories you associate with the emotion, with the elements, also play an important part in elemental magic."

"I see. Let me try then." Harry hummed, his wand shooting into his grasp.

"It will take time, Harry. You can't be thinking of learning the elements in one try. First study Occlumency, then try the spells." She advised gently, not wanting to crush his childish hope.

It had taken her years to figure out the mental space and the memories she needed to properly use the elements.

She didn't think Harry would be able to achieve any of that in a single month. But at the minimum, he would understand the basics and know the elements.

That was all she had planned to impart since the moment she agreed to teach him.

"I'll be the one to decide that. Just tell me how to do it." He said stubbornly.

"Fine. Don't cry when nothing happens."

"If you are so sure about my failure then why don't we bet again?" He smirked, his eyes gleaming with surety.

Proserpina pursed her lips, recalling how that had ended for her the previous day.

"It is not that I don't believe you capable–

"Bet." Harry interrupted her and then started chanting the word.

"You are a prodigy. A genius, but even you can't hope to learn–

"Bet."

"A decade's worth's study in a single day, you–

"Bet."

"Fine! Have it your way! What's the bet?" She threw up her hands with an audible groan. She hated how easily he broke through her calm facade and made her act like an emotional bimbo.

He heard her mutter 'arrogant boy' under her breath.

"If you win, I'll show you something extraordinary. The likes of which you've never seen before. Something only my family knows about. A big secret if you wish." He baited her with a sly grin.

He had made a recent discovery about her. She liked collecting and hoarding secrets as a dragon does with its gold.

Maybe it was necessary for her profession where she rubbed shoulders with slimy politicians every now and then, where she needed to know all the dark confidential information about others to keep herself on top.

But somewhere along the line, secrets had become more than a necessity to keep her family afloat. It had become a passion. An obsessive hobby. A thing which she was drunk on.

She narrowed her eyes, staring at him, seeing through him, knowing his intentions before she even asked. "And what will you get if I lose?"

"If I win, you'll strip down to your waist and give me five minutes to play with your boobies." He announced nonchalantly.

His smile was far more innocent than his words.

She glowered angrily and asked in a calm cold voice. "What did you just say?"

"You heard what I said. I'm not repeating it." His smile somehow remained, adding fuel to her fire.

He would be hiding underneath a bunker after that glare if he hadn't sensed the spike in her lust. And it was peculiar since he didn't even influence her arousal.

It was all natural.

"Harry, this is getting out of hand. It is getting irritating real fast. It has ventured far from the realm of innocently curious. I will not tolerate your inappropriate advances any further." She said, scowling at him.

He would have been cowering if he didn't know her actual feelings.

"Do you want to bet or not? Just say no if you doubt your own judgement. There's no need for a lecture." He laughed contemptuously.

She sneered, taking a step forward and poking his chest. "I see what you are doing, child. I am not a fool who will fall for your trick."

"Fine then. Just tell me how to do the spell then." He shrugged, metaphorically taking a step back. Maybe being this forward about his intentions would be detrimental.

Just because she was getting off on the scenario of stripping for him didn't mean she would have the courage to do so.

She took a calming breath and nodded, patting his head, reminding herself that Harry was just a child even if he didn't look like one. He was merely thirteen years old. He didn't deserve her anger or her arousal.

She then gave him step-by-step instructions to conjure the fire element. It took him a few minutes to understand.

"Okay, I think I'm ready. I can do it now."

Not voicing her doubts she signalled him to go ahead. "Try it."

Harry straightened beside her and pointed his wand ahead. He stiffened and immersed himself in the memory.

The day when Iris had died. The day Voldemort had played with him, possessing his sister's body and snuffing her life in front of him.

His lips curled in hatred and his emerald eyes glowed with magic. " Agni! "

The sweat on her neck evaporated. Her throat dried up and her eyes stung as the hottest flames poured out of Harry's wand like a devil's hand grasping out of hell.

It was blue, then violet, then red. The colour of the flames changed every second as the child beside her was barely able to keep them in control.

Unlike her fire element which had taken the form of a two-limbed dragon, Harry's was formless, hungry like the void, trying to consume everything and everyone.

Still, she was impressed with how he commanded the fire, keeping it away from them and against the wall.

The wall which had melted into a puddle, giving way to outside.

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