“Professor Potter, do you have a moment?” You hear the witch ask through the door. Around you, the halls of Hogwarts are as silent as they should be this late at night, only the occasional ghost wandering about. “The student, sir. I brought him to see you.”“You should be sleeping right now, Lily, not wandering the halls,” came the response from another voice. “How did you even know I was awake?”“Uh, because I know you? Anyway, you should also be sleeping,” she said back. “But neither of us have ever been very good at following orders, have we?”“I should have been sterner with you, that’s what I should have done.”“Too late, I’m already incorrigible. Should I tell him to come in?”“Yes, yes. Then go to bed.”“But I want to hear what you find out about him!”“Bed. Now.”“Ugh, fine.” The door to the office opened and the redheaded witch came out. “Come on in, he’ll see you now.”“Thanks, Lily!” you answer. She gives you a strained smile, then leaves. You walk through the door, coming face to face with the… Well, boy-who-lived was no longer correct. He was a man now. The one who defeated Voldemort, all those years ago.“Come,” he said, looking tired. “Sit.”“Am I in trouble, sir?” You ask, worried. After all, it wasn’t every day that the beautiful daughter of the Savior of Magical Britain and Deputy Headmaster of Hogwarts askes you on a date in the middle of the night, only to reveal she wants you to talk to her father instead.“No, no trouble at all. There is just one issue we need to address,” he said. “Your teachers told me a lot about you. Good grades, good friends, you made an impression in quite a few of them. Your friends also told me their fair share of amusing stories, earlier today when I asked them about it. There is just one small issue.”He’d been investigating you? Oh, that couldn’t be good.“What is it, sir?”“We have no record of anyone with your name ever being admitted to Hogwarts. Your file is non-existent. Your grades and tests from your previous years are nowhere to be found. The Sorting Hat,” he says, pointing at a dirty, scrunched up hat at the corner of the room, “He tells me he never sorted anyone with your name, ever. Yet pretty much the entire faculty and all students know you. Except for Hogwarts itself, me and my daughter, for whom you were conjured into existence last Sunday when you arrived at Hogwarts for, apparently, your sixth year.”“So, tell me,” he says with a dry smile. “Who exactly are you?”> Elias Thornswood, a courageous half-blood Gryffindor with a knack for Defense Against the Dark Arts> Elvira Prewett, a clever pureblood Ravenclaw with a gift for Charms> Elliot Hallaster, a cunning muggleborn Slytherin with a penchant for Potions> Eve Valeyard, a caring half-blood Hufflepuff with a love for Magical Creatures> Other (Write in, pick a name, house and specialty)
>>5744433>Yakuba Silvermane, a ditzy pureblood Slytherin and history buff.
>>5744433> Elvira Prewett, a clever pureblood Ravenclaw with a gift for CharmsNeat hook
> Elliot Hallaster, a cunning muggleborn Slytherin with a penchant for Potionsbut really, anything but Gryffindor>"Not Gryffindor, eh? You could be great, you kno-"Fuck off, you stupid hat
> Elliot Hallaster, a cunning muggleborn Slytherin with a penchant for Potions
>>5744433> Elliot Hallaster, a cunning muggleborn Slytherin with a penchant for PotionsA talent for mundane chemistry mayhaps?
>>5744448>>5744473>>5744489“What?” You ask, with honest surprise. You should probably try to immediately try to turn it into your advantage somehow, but even the most Slytherin part of you couldn’t muster anything more than a surprised gasp. “Professor, it’s me, Elliot! I’ve been attending your classes since first year! I know I’m more of a Potions than Defense guy but-”“Yes, yes, so I’ve been told,” he says, dismissively. “When even Headmaster Minerva acknowledged your existence, I realized the issue must lie elsewhere. But still, you must agree that it is strange. Were it just me, I could consider foul play from one of my many enemies from my time as auror, but… Hogwarts itself does not seem to acknowledge your existence. No wizard alive can tamper with its security enchantments.”“My pensieve has no memories with you, though it shows no signs of tampering. Slughorn’s potions could not make me recall you. The safest thing to do would probably be to give you a drop or two Veritaserum-” you gasp as he suggests the truth serum, “Or even Legilimens, but no, I wouldn't do that to a child unless I had no other recourse. Over the last few days, I’ve cast every easily accessible spell and enchantment I could think of, both on you and me, but found nothing out of the ordinary.”“What? When did you-”“Which is truly and utterly bizarre,” he continues, not paying attention to you. “You know, this reminds me of Dumbledore. Whenever he found something he couldn’t understand, he always got a glint of amusement in his eyes, of genuine curiosity… I only have frustration, I’m afraid.”“Professor, please. I- What are you getting at?” You ask, exasperated.“I don’t know, Elliot. I don’t know. I don’t have a single idea of what point I am trying to make, other than there being something strange afoot.” His eyes grow heavy, a shadow passing through them. “I can’t help but feel like a storm is coming. The question is… Is it centered on me and my family, and you are simply collateral, or is it centered on you, and I’m the one getting caught up in its winds?”There is a long silence as you digest what you just heard. A fear slowly creeps up your spine.“Do… do you think-”“No,” he says at once, gently touching the scar on his forehead. Then he gives a genuine smile. “Not him. If I can guarantee you anything, it is that Voldemort is not involved. Still very much dead, fortunately.”[cont.]
“Still, whatever it is that is happening, I figured you needed to know it,” he continues. “If something really is happening, past experience has shown me that not knowing about it can be extremely frustrating and dangerous. I do not intend to hide anything from you, unless it is absolutely necessary. I hope that you will extend me the same courtesy by not revealing this to anyone… Anyone but your closest friends, as I am sure you will do whether I ask you to or not. But no one besides them. Please.”What are you supposed to do? Say no to the boy who lived?You nod.“Good. Now you should go to sleep. And don’t worry too much, Elliot. I think it is quite obvious that if anyone is a lightning rod for disaster, it isn’t you,” he says with a grin.--You stumble back to your quarters, heading into the dungeons and speaking the password, your head swirling with questions upon questions. You almost slam into one of your best friends as you head in.“So,” they ask with a grin. “How was the date with little Miss Potter? Not everyone gets to date their senior, the daughter of the Deputy Headmaster, the daughter of the Savior and the Head Prefect in the same night. Quite the achievement I must say. Don’t worry, as a secret, I made sure the entire House already knows about it.”One of your two best friends, they are:> Isaac Canis, a muggleborn specializing in Charms> Anne Abbot, a pureblood always talking with the Magical Creatures of the Forbidden Forest> Taylor Cycad, a true weirdo half-blood who spends his nights deep in Astrology books> Raven Everdark, a forever edgy muggleborn called Linda Cobris who still hasn’t gotten over being a witch. Excels at Muggle Studies.
> Taylor Cycad, a true weirdo half-blood who spends his nights deep in Astrology books> Raven Everdark, a forever edgy muggleborn called Linda Cobris who still hasn’t gotten over being a witch. Excels at Muggle Studies.I have identified the Luna-type characters. Friendships with weirdos is always funny.
>>5744499> Anne Abbot, a pureblood always talking with the Magical Creatures of the Forbidden Forest> Raven Everdark, a forever edgy muggleborn called Linda Cobris who still hasn’t gotten over being a witch. Excels at Muggle Studies.Sadly Ebony D'arkness Raven Way isn't available, but Raven seems goffik enough
>>5744499> Taylor Cycad, a true weirdo half-blood who spends his nights deep in Astrology books> Raven Everdark, a forever edgy muggleborn called Linda Cobris who still hasn’t gotten over being a witch. Excels at Muggle Studies.Why, yes, I would like a magical goth potential gf, thank you very much
>>5744503>>5744540Hey, Linda,” you wave, still trying to put your thoughts in order.“Raven,” she corrects. The dark hair, excessive black make-up and black clothes make Linda Cobris easy to stop. Not that she called herself that anymore, of course. Raven Everdark had insisted on being called that since day one, and, of course, exactly two people had actually done it. When you could remember it, of course.I mean, yeah, you were also a muggleborn, so you knew that discovering yourself to be a wizard was the coolest thing ever, but you hadn’t shown up during third year with your tongue split in two because you were a real snake.You still hadn’t figured out what sort of a person had done that kind of operation on a thirteen year old, and you were pretty sure you didn’t want to know. Still, she’d hexed people in your name and kept secrets that were actually important, so that made her a friend“Yeah… that date went… a little weirder than I expected.”“Ohhhh, why? Is she kinky? Did she tie you up? Did she summon demons to join you?”“What? Li- Raven, no! Nothing happened!”“Oh. That’s a shame. Should I go telling everyone you’re that bad of a kisser?”“Sod off!” You say, but you’re smiling at the joke. “Is Tylor anywhere?”“No, he went-”As if on cue, the doors to the Common House open, and a Slytherin Prefect tosses in a bundle of books in humanoid form.“Ten points from Slytherin, Taylor,” he spits. “For sneaking into the astronomy tower at night. I’ll make it twenty next time, and I swear that if we lose the house cup because of you, I will personally petition the Headmistress Minerva to have you expelled.”The doors close as the Prefect leaves, and you help Taylor up.“Still losing us points, aren’t you, Cycad?” You ask the brown-skinned boy.“It is not my fault that Astronomy class takes place so early! If we want to see the good stuff, we have to go deeper into the night!” He quickly picks his books up with the experience of someone who has done so hundreds of times, adjusting his glasses and putting down the massive telescope he’s carrying on his back. “So, how was the date?”“She told him he was a bad kisser and left!”“Really? Did you at least cop a feel of something?”“Ew, Taylor!”“What? It isn’t like I’ll ever get lucky with anyone, so I have to live vicariously through him!”[Cont.]
>>5744556“Shut up both of you!” You say, laughing, as you drag them towards the good armchairs in front of the large windows into the Great Lake. In the murky waters, every now and then you see a creature pass by, or even the occasional merfolk saying ”hi” in sign language. There were rumors that that window alone had been responsible for increasing morale and helping get rid of Slytherin's reputation of being the evil bastards living in the basement of the school, and you could see why. Even at night, even after five years of this, the view was still fantastic.You sit down, check if the living room is empty, get an honest oath from them to never say a word of this to anyone, then tell them the insanity of what Professor Potter just told you. They sit in silence for several minutes as they digest what you just told them.“So… Hogwarts doesn’t know you?” Raven asks? “Doesn’t acknowledge your existence, he said?”“Yeah. Apparently so.”Once she says that it takes all three of you a matter of seconds to make the next obvious leap. You are Slytherin, after all.You once heard a Ravenclaw say that cunning is just bad smarts, but you doubt that a Ravenclaw would have made that connection. More than that, you doubt a Ravenclaw would even have the balls to do anything about it.“Say, Taylor…” you ask, with a grin. “That lack of acknowledgement of my existence… Do you think it extends to the security enchantments as well?”“Why, my friend, I believe that if we were to point our telescopes at just the right place in the sky, the stars would tell you that the only way to be sure is by trying.”“I think I agree.”> Try to sneak into the Restricted Session, who knows what kind of knowledge you might find there> Try breaking into one of the teachers' private rooms? Perhaps Charms, which the three of you are atrocious at?> Try finding your way into another Common Room> Maybe don’t go immediately abusing your potential powers. Sleep on it first. Maybe look for new opportunities.> Other (Write in)
>>5744558>Try to sneak into the Restricted Session, who knows what kind of knowledge you might find thereDelicious forbidden knowledge
>>5744558>Maybe don’t go immediately abusing your potential powers. Sleep on it first. Maybe look for new opportunities.
>>5744558> Try to sneak into the Restricted Session, who knows what kind of knowledge you might find thereBEWKS
> Try to sneak into the Restricted Session, who knows what kind of knowledge you might find there
>>5745121>>5745098>>5744572It takes only a few minutes for you to get ready, and soon you are alone, sneaking out of the Slytherin Common Room under the strongest Disillusionment charm the three of you could cast. You carefully make your way through the dark school, dodging the ghosts and the eventual prefect. Up stairs, through corridors, up some more moving stairs and corridors, almost getting lost because the castle looks completely different at night then, finally, past the potions classroom, into the Central Hall and the Library.Even more carefully now, you make your way past the rows of books, the wood creaking beneath your feet, your legs screaming at you from being half crouched for so long. Was there an Easy-crouching Potion? There had to be, right? The games you played in your muggle home all had their protagonists crouching for hours, it couldn’t possibly be that difficult.You file the thought away for now, as the Restricted Session comes into view, the door closed by a simple latch. You had tried to unlatch it once before in your third year (at least half of Slytherin and Ravenclaw had, really) and it had resulted in a large wailing coming from the door and you being launched at Mach 3 through the library, but now…*Click*Oh, fuck yes.You sneak past the door with an evil grin, the sheer potential of the knowledge you could put your hands on flying through your mind. Moste Potente Potions, perhaps? Fifteenth-Century Fiends for Raven? Stars in the Dark for Taylor? Or perhaps-You see a flicker of light coming from a corner ahead and freeze.You are not alone here.Crap.“Merlin’s balls, why is ancient sanskrit so bloody difficult!” You hear a feminine voice groan over the sound of pages being flipped.> Sneak closer to discover who’s there> Go try to find your own books, ignore the stranger> Leave, you don’t want to risk being caught
>>5745191> Go try to find your own books, ignore the stranger
>>5745191> Sneak closer to discover who’s there
> Sneak closer to discover who’s there
>>5745191>Sneak closer to discover who’s there
>>5745200>>5745224>>5745277Slowly, gently, you approach, peeking through only to see Head Girl, Prefect, daughter of the boy-who-lived, seeker of the Gryffindor Quidditch team and the girl who had asked you on a date only to take her to her father’s office so he could tell you you didn’t exist, the beautiful overachiever Lily Luna Potter. She's pouring over some ancient looking tome, her fiery red hair cascading over the desk.Considering your current situation, she was exactly the second worst person you could possibly find in here, except for, of course-When Harry James Potter dropped his legendary Cape of Invisibility on the floor and materialized behind her, you very nearly gave out a scream that every single one of your future enemies would fight to get a memory of, as they would forever be able to use it to blackmail you, given the sheer ear-piercing quality it would have had if it had ever managed to slip through your throat.You cover your mouth and just watch as the Deputy Headmaster slaps his daughter over the head with a piece of parchment, and she lets out a terrified shriek you immediately mark as needing to file away at a pensieve somewhere, for later blackmail use.“Dad! What the hell! You nearly scared me to death!”“I thought I told you to go to sleep.”“I… was just doing some late-night research?”“Yes, and I’m a pink acromantula. You’re here searching for an adventure,” he said matter-of-factly. “While abusing your privileges as Head Girl.”“I can assure you this book is not adventurous at all. How did you even find me, anyway?” She asked, and he simply waved the parchment he’d hit her with. “Using the Map is cheating!”“The Map is an ancient piece of Hogwarts Security your grandfather transformed into a pranking tool. I merely returned it to its original purpose.”“You’ve grown boring.”“Responsible is the right word.”“Do you have any idea what I could have done with that map?”“I studied with your uncle George, so yes, which is exactly why none of you ever put your hands on it. A Weasley-Potter with the power of the Marauder’s Map would bring this school to its knees, and its teachers to heart attacks.” Even from this distance, you could hear the smile on his voice. Then his tone shifts to a tired and worried one. “He doesn’t show up on it.”“Even in there? That thing can beat polyjuice and animagus but can’t find him? Who in Merlin’s name is he?”“I don’t know, Lily. But it isn’t your job to find out.”“But I want to help!”“No, you want to be in a magical adventure like the one your father had. I can assure you they are not fun to be in, just fun to be told about. Please, Lily. Leave it to me. I don’t want you getting involved. You're seventeen.”"You were eleven.""Yes, and I'd like my daughter to live a life with less death than mine. It's my job to protect you, not the other way around.”[Cont.]
>>5745354“... Fine. Could you at least tell me if you have any clues?”He sighs and pinches his nose where once large glasses hung. “Are you keeping your Occlumency barriers up?”“Yes, always!”“Good. This doesn’t get out to anyone, understand?” She nods excitedly as he pulls the piece of parchment and stares at it for a few seconds, ensuring they’re alone. “The Stone is gone.”“The Stone? The Resurrection Stone? The Resurrection Stone you told everyone was lost in the Forest?”“I don’t know when it disappeared from the Vault, I hadn’t checked it in a while. I wanted to see if I could chat with Dumbledore’s shade, see if he had any bright ideas… it was gone.”“The only people who knew about the stone were… us. Uncle and aunt? Anyone else?”“No.”“Have you checked the Wand?”“Still in Dumbledore's hands.”“Right. Any plans?”“For today, take you to your Common Room and make sure you go to sleep. Tomorrow, upgrade any security enchantments that I can so they target him. Hogwarts’ enchantments don’t detect him, but general ones will. He’s a Slytherin, so it won’t take long before he realizes it and tries breaking in somewhere he shouldn’t. And the day after… I restart Hogwarts’ Battle Classes. If another storm is really coming, I want to make sure we’re prepared. Then I go to the Department of Mysteries to see if they have anything that can help us.” He grins again, stretching and picking up his Cloak from the ground. “Now come on, we’re leaving.”She gets up, picks up her things and the two of them turn to leave, coming directly in your direction.> Roll a d100. Best of 3, DC 60
Rolled 75 (1d100)>>5745356Marauder's map is a useful tool, we should keep that in mind now that we know it exists
Rolled 69 (1d100)
Rolled 96 (1d100)>>5745356
>>5745359>>5745361>>5745364You dash away, quickly getting out of their path and jumping into the shadows of the bookshelves, managing to stop yourself from slamming into them and calling attention to yourself. The duo passes by, and soon their steps fade away into the halls, leaving only your pounding heart hammering in your ears.So, one of the Deathly Hallows, previously thought to be missing, was now actually missing, under far more worrying circumstances. And the Deputy Headmaster was worried enough about this to not only restart Battle Class, but to go to the Department of Mysteries? That meant things were really worrisome. Potter clearly wasn’t messing about.>>5745359The Marauder’s Map. Ever since “The Boy Who Lived: The Truth Exposed” came out a few years ago, joining interviews from hundreds of people, most people with a brain (a group constituted of a handful of Slytherins and Ravenclaws) figured he had some way of keeping track of people in Hogwarts. That was the only way he could have managed to assemble Dumbledore’s Army in his fifth year and keep it hidden for so long, and that whole affair with Moody in his fourth year only made sense with it.But if Potter had a Map that could track people, well, that was quite useful, wasn’t it?You store that in the back of your mind for the moment. Right now, you need to decide what to do next. You know the security enchantments ensure only one book can be taken out of the restricted session at a time, and given that this enchantments track the book and not you, trying to take two could trigger the alarms.You should probably choose carefully. If what Professor Potter said was true, you might not get another chance to sneak in here.> Take “Moste Potente Potions”, a book of advanced and dangerous magical potions > Look for “Fifteenth-Century Fiends”, a book on dark creatures and spirits Raven is sure to love> Search for “Stars in the Dark”, a book on astronomy said to be so mind-bogglingly complicated that it was banned in over a hundred countries.> Look for a book on another theme (Write in)> Leave. If you can't come back, this means you can never return the book
>>5745373> Take “Moste Potente Potions”, a book of advanced and dangerous magical potions
>>5745373> Take “Moste Potente Potions”, a book of advanced and dangerous magical potionsBreaking Boggart
>>5745373>Take “Moste Potente Potions”, a book of advanced and dangerous magical potions
>>5745374>>5745375>>5745377>>5745420>>5745470Not much doubt on this one, apparentlyYou don't even need to think about it. You dash through the bookshelves, glancing at spine after spine of barely decipherable runes, worn off covers and simply untitled tomes until finding something you knew to be here simply because of its fame. It was the same book the current Minister of Magic had stolen in her second year and used to brew polyjuice in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom.Moste Potente Potions, a catalog of recipes for many dangerous, controversial, and arcane potions. And, wouldn’t you know it, you had got an Outstanding in your Potions OWLs last year. You and that tome were like a match made in heaven.You quickly flip through the book’s horrific illustrations, just to be sure you got the right one, then reverently stuff it into a bag. You head for the exit, unlatch the door and… no alarms ring.Beautiful.Was that how Potter had felt when he could roam the schools with a Cape that, if the myths were to be believed, Hid him from any and all detection enchantments? If so, it was definitely less glamorous than you expected, but still absolutely fantastic. --It was the next morning’s breakfast when you, Raven and Tyler manage to meet again. The Great Hall is filled with people filling their faces with food as fast as possible to get some minutes of freedom before getting to class, so it is the perfect place to speak without being overheard.“So, it worked? Man, you could have gotten me Stars in the Dark! Do you know how rare it is?”“Shh! Not so loud! I got the one that sounded most useful at the time.”“Still, good to know that Potter is hiding something from you. It would be stupid to just tell you everything.” Raven says with a black-lipstick-covered evil grin. ”Still, the Stone. Think we can bring evil wizards back with it, if we can find it? Who knows the amount of knowledge they hold.”“Maybe. Some scholars think it just brings reflections of people you know, that it doesn’t actually connect you to the dead. No one knows for sure. In any case, if Potter can’t find it, what choice do we have?”“Potter couldn’t find you,” Taylor notes. “Maybe he needs his glasses back.”“Uh-oh. Gryffindor goddess, seven o’clock.”[Cont.]
>>5745474You turn just in time to see the redhead beauty waltz through the hall and stop behind you, putting one foot on the bench you’re sitting on, then bending over your head. Your vision is completely covered by the waterfall of fire that is her hair, and you’re sure that the position cannot possibly be comfortable. Still, it is incredibly intimidating in a very intimate way.“So, mind telling me why my entire house thinks we kissed?”“Uh, blame her, she’s the gossip,” you say, swallowing dry and pointing in front of you. “Also, I don’t think this position is going to help dismiss any rumors.”“Really?” she asks, throwing her hair back and allowing you to see again. Then she crosses her arms on top of your head and rests her chin on top of them. “Who?”As you look around, you can see both Raven and Tylor halfway towards the door.“What fantastic friends I have,” you mumble to yourself.“Yeah, sounds like you need another one. Come on, you’re done eating, right?” She says, pulling you by the arm. As you’re basically dragged out of your chair, then pushed out of the Great Hall until she finds an empty classroom, you can't help but notice she’s several inches taller than you. Once she closes the door behind you, she turns around, pushes you against the wall, then places her arm above your head, looming over you like a predator looming over its prey. “So, as far as I’m concerned, this is the second time we’ve ever met. So, I’m Lily Luna Potter. You can call me Lily. I’d like to be your friend. Would you like to be my friend?”Every single alarm and system on your body is going off at the same time. She is close, very close. You can see that she isn’t only tall, but her time as a seeker has made her fairly fit too. She's only two years your senior, but boy, do those two years make a difference. Your brain is going on absolute overdrive, and so are some other parts of your body. Nothing in your life so far has quite prepared for whatever in Merlin’s name is going on right now.> Ah… ah, I don’t.. Uh…> Attempt to regain some semblance of composure and control> Run> Other (Write in)
>>5745478> RunSecret technique
>>5745478>Attempt to regain some semblance of composure and controlLet’s not be autistic here
>>5745478> Attempt to regain some semblance of composure and controlYou’re gonna make us roll for it aren’t you
>>5745544Fuck I forgot I already posted ignore my samefagging
>>5745478>Attempt to regain some semblance of composure and control
>>5745478> Attempt to regain some semblance of composure and control
>>5745544I would never>>5745536>>5745598>>5745718> Roll a d100. Best of 3, DC 90
Rolled 48 (1d100)>>5745747Surely a Slytherin can overcome feminine wiles?
Rolled 70 (1d100)>>5745747avoid femoid energy wave attack
Rolled 28 (1d100)>>5745747
>>5745748>>5745756>>5745758>Mogged by the Potter-Weasley hybridIt's over
>>5745748>>5745756>>5745758You close your eyes and focus. No, you heard her conversation with her dad on the previous day. She’s clearly only doing this to keep track of you, control you and-“Don’t you want to be my friend, Elliot?” She whispers in your ear.You snap your head back so fast you slam the back of it against the wall with a painful *thack*. But then she’s right there and whatever words you have simply spill out without any semblance of cohesion.“Yes- ah, no- I mean, I don’t think your dad would-”“My dad? Oh no, he’s fine with it,” she lies with a voice that does things to you. “But he’d be furious if he knew the rumors you’re spreading about me.”“I- No- I didn’t-” you babble as“But I could help you out with that, make sure he doesn’t hear,” she offers, still whispering in your ear, still breathing down your neck. “Do you want me to help you out, Little Elliot? All you have to do is promise to call me when you’re doing something about that little problem of yours. Do you want me to help you with your little problem, Little Elliot?”“I really think-”“This is the part where you say yes, Little Elliot.”“I- uh- yes, but-”“Good!” She says, pulling back and away from you, her tone completely changed from an instant before. Gone is the sultry voice, replaced by a cheery, happy chirp. “I’ll hold you to that!”And then she scampers away into the halls.--It takes a few minutes for you to mentally recover.What, in Merlin’s name, was that!? You think, still putting pieces of your dignity together. How on earth is that girl not on Slytherin?Didn’t they say that Harry Potter was offered Slytherin? If that’s true, you could see the apple didn’t fall too far off the tree. It wasn’t what you’d call subtle, but… you can’t really criticize the effectiveness.You straighten out your clothes and rearrange yourself into a semblance of a person before heading to class. The rest of the day, other than the brief moment where you berate your friends for abandoning you with a dangerous redheaded predator, is mostly uneventful, with professor Binns rambling on about the history of Wandlore, Professor Wallemby teaching the beginnings of the Bird-conjuring charm and an idiot Hufflepuff getting stung by a Glumbumble.Finally, however, the classes end. “So,” Raven asks. “What are we doing today? Research about your issue? Research about how to kill seventh year Gryffindors? Research how to seduce seventh year Gryffindors?”“Shut up.”“We could sneak out to the astronomy tower!” Taylor says. “Jupyter and Mars should be visible right beside each other today!”How do you spend your night?> Finish up homework> Research whatever is happening to you> Dive into your new stolen book (What type of potion do you search for?)> Sneak out to the astronomy tower> Other (Write in)
>>5745786>Sneak out to the astronomy tower
>>5745786>Research how to seduce seventh year Gryffindors
>>5745786>Dive into your new stolen book.>Research how to seduce seventh year Gryffindors
>>5745801I'll support the book addition as well.
>>5745786>Research whatever is happening to you
>>5745786> Finish up homework
> Astronomy Tower>>5745788> Seduce and Read>>5745801>>5745802> Research Yourself>>5745825> Be a responsible student>>5745840This one is all over the place, isn't it?--“Well, I intend to read my… new book.”“By Merlin, you’re boring,” Raven scoffs. “Fine, I’ll work on my project, then.”You race up to fetch Moste Potente Potions (now with a fake cover on so no one discovers your crime) and by the time you come down, Raven is already deep into the same pile of parchments she’d carried with her since she was twelve.“You do know that devils aren’t actually real, right?” You ask as she scribbles something on a corner. “Summoning circles are bullshit.”“You’re just saying that because you’re jealous I’m going to have a handsome devil boyfriend,” She says, as somewhere in the background you hear the sound of Taylor being caught as he tries to sneak out of the Common Room carrying a massive telescope. “And you’re not.”“Psh!” You scoff, opening your book. Then a thought occurs to you. “What would your boyfriend do?”“What?”“I mean, how’s the selection process going to be? You can’t guarantee that the first demon that shows up is going to be a good candidate. How’re you going to sort them out?”“Well,” she said, actually considering your question. “I suppose I’ll need to put them through a few trials. Strength, dexterity, skill. Then I’d make him do some tasks for me. Assassinations, most likely. Then I’d have him seduce me, of course.”It sounded like she wanted a demon lapdog more than a demon boyfriend, but you knew Raven enough to not prod on that.“Right… And how would he do that?”"First, I’d have him make me a candlelight dinner,“ she said, leaning her head sideways, her eyes dreamy as she lost herself in her fantasy. ”Then I’d have him sing me praises and shower me with compliments. Then I’d have him kiss me. Then I’d stab him and send him back to hell, and not summon him for a while so he’d think that he’d done something wrong. Then I’d call him back and tell him how lucky he was that I decided to forgive him. ‘What did I do wrong?’ he’d ask, and then I’d say ‘You know what you did,’ and then-”“Yes, ok! I got it! Forget I asked!” You interrupt her before she gets too graphic in her description. It is obvious you’d been a fool to ask about seduction from Raven.“Hey, what did I miss?” Taylor asks, falling into the sofa near you after a frustrated escape attempt.“Raven wants some demon dick,” you explain.“I was asking about something new.”“Elliot wants to know how to seduce the Griffindor Lioness and thinks he’s discreet with his questions,” Raven adds.“Again, I was asking about something new.”“Did you at least manage to not lose us any points for sneaking out this time?” You ask, changing the subject.“Didn’t even make it past the door,” he says, proudly. “He can’t take points if I wasn’t technically doing something wrong.”[Cont.]
>>5745897Soon you three get into a comfortable rhythm, each doing their own thing. You dive into the book, and realize it is far, far more complex than you realized. Even polyjuice, which Hermione Granger is supposed to have brewed in a bathroom in her second year, was a complicated mess of instructions and rare ingredients, followed by a month of waiting and stirring. And that was probably the simplest one in the bookYou didn’t even know some of these ingredients could be used like that, and the logic of how they came together to make a potion was flimsy at best. It was complete and utter insanity.You love it.You skim the book overall, getting a feel for the potions, poisons and reagents it contains, but as the hours pass, your eyes begin to gently droop. You fight to stay awake but, slowly and gently, sleep takes you.--You are in a forest. Around you, tree trunks that go up forever into a dark sky, and down forever into the mist. You float harmlessly in the air. It is peaceful here, though there isn’t much.> Wish for a floor to rest your feet on> Wish for a river to quench your thirst> Wish for a table upon which you can eat> Wish for company with which you can speak
>>5745898> Wish for company with which you can speak
>>5745900>>5745913>>5745970You are a Slytherin, you remember, and the darkness beyond becomes tinged with green. A Slytherin is cunning and ambitious, but without anyone else, there can be neither. It seems logical, then, that you require someone else to exist. As soon as the thought forms into your head, you are pulled, forward and downwards. The trees fly past you at an impossible speed, yet you somehow don’t hit any of them as they blur through your vision.As suddenly as it started, it stops. Somewhere along the journey, you stopped being Nowhere and were now Somewhere. There is a Floor now, though you did not know what it was made of. It wasn’t important, so it hadn’t bothered with such trivial matters such as Matter and Substance. It is a Floor, the trees grew from it and you are now walking on it.There is a Hole in the Floor, as if one of the trees had been violently torn from it, roots and all. Some of the nearby trees were Broken, violently, as if something large had been thrown against them. Near the hole, She stands, waiting for you.“Hi, Elliot,” She says. Much like the floor, She hasn’t worried with substance. You can only feel what she is. She feels like care, and love, and longing, and home. You feel at home here. With her.“Where are we?” You ask without meaning to.“We are somewhere we shouldn’t be,” she says. “Somewhere we were forced to be.”“Why?”She approaches you, tenderly placing a hand on your cheek.“Because Something happened. It should have stayed as Nothing, but it is Something. And It is hungry. And it is coming for you. And it won’t stop until it has destroyed you.”The words should bring you fear, but there is only calm in this place. Peace. You feel worry, sure, but not panic. The words are confusing, this place's logic, which you can now see as something that resembles dream logic but is also much more, is difficult to parse, difficult to wade through. Like your mind is sloshing through thick mud, it is hard to think, hard to speak.The Floor shakes, as if something heavy has crashed against it in the distance.“It is coming again. We don't have much time.”Pick two:> Who are you?> What is It?> What is this place?> What is happening to me?> Why does Harry Potter not remember me?> Why am I here?> Other (Write in)
>>5745971> What is It?> What is happening to me?Connected I suspect
>>5745971> Who are you?> What is happening to me?
>>5745975>>5746023>>5745999“What? What do you mean? What is It? What’s happening to me?”“There is no name for it, for it did not exist before. It is a new Thing. Born of time and fear and death,” she says, hurriedly. “It wishes to have always existed. It will not stop until it has done so.”“As for you, you are fading. It has latched onto you, and will not stop until it has consumed you. I am keeping it contained within you, holding it back, stopping it from hurting you more, but my protection will not last forever. If it escapes, if it consumes you, I won’t be able to hold it anymore. It will spread and devour, you will spread It and devour in Its name, first those around you, then beyond. You must not allow this to happen.”“But this is not why I come to you. I must warn you, Elliot. Do not trust Harry Potter, nor any of his allies. Trust his spawn, if you must, but bind her to secrecy. He cannot be allowed to know of this. He cannot be allowed to know of me or the secrets you must uncover. He cannot be allowed to peek into your mind. He means well, but he has never known how to stop, and he will bring disaster upon us all if he discovers too much.”“Lie, cheat, kill him if you must, but you must not allow him to help you. He must not be allowed to fight this battle. He must not be allowed to brandish his wand against the enemy. And he must not know why, not until the beast has fallen at last, or else he shall thrust upon us such a doom you will wish Voldemort had ended his line when he had the chance.”The ground shakes once more, and somewhere in the distance you hear a tree being ripped out from the ground. Her voice changes from caring to fear, and so do your own feelings.“Go, now! On the final month’s first night, follow Merlin's last light! It will show you the way!”Her voice echoes through your mind, and her eyes shine bright like the sun. The forest fades in burning white, and you scream in pain.[Cont.]
>>5746115You wake up with a jolt in the Common Room, kicking the table in front of you and running the chess game Taylor and Raven were having. The pieces scatter about and roll to the floor.“Come on, man! I was winning!”“You look like you’ve seen a ghost. And, you know, of the scary type,” Raven says. “What happened? Sleep paralysis demon? Maybe he got angry that you were teasing his future mistress.”“No, I… I just had a very… strange dream,” you say, wiping the sweat off your forehead. “A very real dream. I think… I think Professor Potter might be right on reopening the Battle Classes. There is a storm coming.”You tell them the dream, tell them of the forest and the woman. And of her warning.“She sounds messed up in the head. I like her.”“Thanks for the helpful comment, Raven.”“So we’re not supposed to ask for the help of one of the most powerful wizards available, and none of his friends? Well that’s thestral crap!” Taylor says. “And what is Merlin’s last light? Have any of you heard anything about that?”“Nope,” you say, shaking your head. Raven agrees.“Well, then,” he says. “I know what I’ll be researching in my free time.”“Wait, are you seriously considering paying attention to what she said? I was joking when I said I liked her. Red Riding Hood 101, don’t trust random strangers in the forest!”“Well, from what Elliot said she sounded trustworthy. Or at least in as much danger as we are.”“Yeah, or she could be tricking us and making us waste time and allies.”“What do you think, Elliot?”> I trust her. We should investigate this by ourselves> I don’t trust her. We should tell Potter about my vision> I don’t know. We keep this to ourselves for now, but reach out to him if things get worse> I don’t know, but I don’t want to risk triggering whatever doom she spoke of> Other (Write in)
>>5746116> I don’t know, but I don’t want to risk triggering whatever doom she spoke ofShe didn't say "don't talk to anyone" but just "don't talk to Potter" which doesn't quite set off my bullshit detector.
>>5746116> I don’t know, but I don’t want to risk triggering whatever doom she spoke of
>>5746119She did say "and his allies", though, which should encompass most of the wizarding world, currently, or at the very least Hogwarts' teachers
>>5746119>>5746125>>5746127 “I don’t know, Taylor. But when someone talks about doom, I prefer not to risk it. I’m not telling him. Not right not, at least. Not unless I have no other choice.”“If you say so,” he says. “It’s your creepy forest lady, your choice.”“Now, I think we should go to sleep. Again, in your case,” Raven points out. “We have to rest so we can act properly surprised tomorrow.”- -The night passes without more issues, and by the following morning you’re feeling less spooked. It is during breakfast that Deputy Headmaster Potter silences the Great Hall and begins speaking.“Dear students,” he says, his voice booming clearly over all tables. “Several students over the past few years have asked me for a more hands-on approach to Defense Against the Dark Arts. More often than not, my past was cited as a good example of why students should be learning not only defense, but also offense. Times have changed. We no longer live under a threat. But, of course, neither did Britain when I was ten. When I was eleven, not so much.“A good foundation here should allow stronger aurors to be built once you’re adults. A strong foundation should allow you to face threats head on, or at least know yourselves well enough to know when you should run away. As such, I am opening the first optional course of Battle Magic, an increased workload which will be compensated by diminished homework assignments on Defense Against the Dark Arts for those who participate.”There are “Oohh”s and “Ahh”s at that as murmurs spread through the Great Hall.“Each year shall have its own class, starting with sixth year this very evening, but the classes shall be open to all to observe. I hope the seniors will quickly learn to not underestimate the tenacity of first years, and the first years shall learn much about what they’ll be able to accomplish once they’re older.” Then he takes a serious tone. “No mockery for failure will be allowed, and any who do so will swiftly be asked to leave and not return. I will show you everything I can from my auror years, and I shall treat it with the respect it deserves. Of course, misuse of what I teach will be met with the utmost severity it deserves. The techniques will involve some amount of danger, and I expect you to treat it as such.”[Cont.]
>>5746244“And,” he says, with a grin. “The student with the best grades in each year will be allowed, if they so wish, to have a no-holds-barred, one-on-one fight against the boy-who-lived, to truly test your skill. Thank you.”The hall explodes with a mix of conversations, exclamations and just all around shouting as Potter returns to his seat on the teachers table, smiling as if he hadn’t just dropped an absolute bombshell on his students.“Starting with sixth year,” Raven says, looking at you. “Oh boy, I wonder why.”“Are you going?” Taylor asks. “Please say no, that sounds like gym class, but worse.”“You don’t have to go if I go,” you say.“Yes, but I will feel bad about it. And if I don’t, Raven will hate me, because she won’t let you do it alone because she thinks Potter might try to kill you.”“What? Why?”“Easiest way of dealing with a problem,” she said. “I mean, as long as you don’t have horcruxes, but he knows how to deal with those too.” But joining it could be a good way of keeping an eye on him. And he on you. If you don't participate, we'll have a whole evening where we know he's occupied to do things behind his back.""But at the same time," Taylor says. "If you really are cursed, it might be a good idea to learn from the man who took a killing curse to the face."> Join Battle Class> Do not join Battle Class
>>5746250>Join Battle ClassKnow thy (purported) enemy and all that
>>5746250> Join Battle Class>inb4 "I wonder if Lily will be there"
>>5746250> Join Battle Class>>5746253If the Potter-Weasley crossbreed isn't there, I'll eat my non-existent hat
>>5746250>Join Battle ClassHey qm, did Ron and Hermione have a kid in this timeline?
>>5746315This is mostly cannon (excluding Cursed Child, of course), so yes, two. But given that Rose was born in 2005/2006, she's already finished school. Lily was born in 2007/8 and is on her last year, so the only other cannon child to be in Hogwarts at this time would be Hugo Granger-Weasley, who is also in his seventh year so you could still meet him.Just to put a date on things, the story happens around 2025, as that's when Lily would be on her seventh year (not that it matters much, anyway).If there are supposed to be any other children that I missed, feel free to let me know. My lore knowledge of what happened after the end of Deathly Hallows is almost null and void. (Though of course I can decide to change cannon, as the next update will show)
>>5746251>>5746253>>5746267>>5746315The day passes with the entire school talking about the new Battle Classes, and as the time passes you can’t help but feel an increasing feeling of dread. You decided to go to the classes, dragging Raven and Taylor with you, but now you dread its approach, like a dementor in the distance, because you know with absolute certainty that she will be there.“Hey, Little Elliot!” Comes the familiar voice as her arm wraps around your shoulder, pulling you close. “You going to join the new Battle Class?”“Hi, Lily,” you say, trying to maintain your composure. “Yes, I think I’ll join.”“Fantastic! I’ll be there to see you win!”Then she strolls away with the entirety of the gaze of twenty male students following her, which she ignores with either obliviousness or with a careful performance mastered to perfection.“Man, why couldn’t I have been the cursed one?” Taylor whines.“Trust me, I don’t know if she arouses me or terrifies me. Maybe both. Ow!” You say rubbing the back of your head.“Don’t talk about ladies like that,” Raven says, storing the book she just clubbed you with. “It is not proper. At least not if you don’t intend to actually drag her to a dungeon and tie her up.”--Turns out Potter had gotten the Castle to join several classrooms into one, transforming it into a large auditorium. In the outer area of the room, there were elevated chairs for the audience, which was obviously packed. The internal area of the room was divided into several lanes, with a small stage set up in front. Potter’s face was shown on a large flat piece of white stone for all to see, which very much reminded you of a large TV screen from home.Sometimes it was easy to forget that the boy-who-lived grew up as a muggle, too.“So, before we begin,” he said. “A simple question. In a battle between a person with a wand and a person without a wand, who wins? Raise your hand if you think it is the person with the wand. Yes, all of you think so. Who here would like to win ten house points along with the chance to stun their teacher? Yes, you, come up here, stay on that side of the stage”The blond girl he pointed at went up the stage. Potter put his own wand on a table by the stage, then went to the opposite side. Magical barriers appeared around them.“You are to try to hit me with a simple incapacitating spell. Stupefy is simple enough, but Rictusempra or any equivalent will do. Your goal is to hit me. My goal is to reach you. Ready?” The student pointed his wand at him and nodded. “Go!”“Stupefy! Stupefy! Stu-”The first spell Potter simply dodges. The second spell, he jumps forward, falling into a roll. The third spell was interrupted by Potter’s shoe flying through the air and slapping the wand out of her hand. In a moment he closes in the distance as she fumbles on the floor trying to pick her wand, then twists her arm behind her back.[Cont.]
Rolled 59, 55, 97 + 10 = 221 (3d100 + 10)>>5746329“I win. Ten points to Gryffindor for the effort.” The girl went back to her place, blushing terribly. “Why did I win? Experience, sure. But also, I did the unexpected. Miss Falgere did not expect my shoe. She did not expect I would attack, so Protego was not on her repertoire. But I needed to win, and to achieve that I was willing to do whatever it cost. Even lose a shoe.”“In this class, you will not be taught classic wizard battling, like the ones fought by noble families of old, with rules and protocols. In this class, you may use every single dirty tactic you can think of, as long as it doesn’t endanger your classmate’s life or your own. In this class, I shall teach you to win, by any means necessary. If you are fighting someone and you can throw a punch in their face to knock them out, do it. That’s why we have the Wiggenweld Potion. I shall not allow cruelty, but this class will have violence. If you’re not willing to take it and receive it, this is not the class for you. Everyone else, welcome to Battle Class.”The class exploded into clapping and cheers and he bowed and began teaching.--Soon, the class was being divided into randomly selected pairs. Each pair was to fight to either incapacitate or disarm, at which point wands were returned, positions were retaken and the battle began again. Your opponent was-“Ah crap,” you say as he enters into view.“Oh, look at that,” says Brighton Longbottom, the biggest git in the entirety of Ravenclaw. It was incredible how someone with a head that large could have it so far up their ass. “Little Elliot is here. Looks like your new girlfriend came to see me wipe the floor with you.”“Hey Longbottom,” you say, firing back. “How’s your dad? Still the head of a house that isn’t yours? How’s he dealing with the disappointment these days?”That made him mad. It was easy, it was simple, and it worked every single time. Not the most cunning thing to do when Brighton was one of the best students at Defense, but you didn’t need to be a Slytherin all the time.“So, apparently punching is legal in these battles,” he says casually.“Does look like it,” you agree.“You won’t take it personally if I need to throw one your way, will you? You know, it happens. Victory at all costs and all that.”“Oh, of course. You won’t mind if I transfigure you into an ass, will you?” You ask, taking position. “Though now that I mention it, I think someone has gotten to you before me.”He raises his wand and spells start flying.> Roll a d100. Best of 3, beating my roll (+10 as he’s better at Defense)
>>5746330I meant to type "best 2 out of 3", meaning you need to beat 2 out of his 3 rolls. The 97+10 is impossible to beat (other than with a 100), but the other two are not (though difficult)This is my last update for today. I'll go sleep and get back in 8 to 10 hours or so. I'll send a message on QTG when I get back. Hope you're all enjoying the quest!
Rolled 4 (1d100)>>5746330Rollan. In the future, we should pack sand in our pockets for this class. Or just conjure up sand in the opponent's face! I don't actually know if that's possible with Potterverse magic...>>5746250>“And,” he says, with a grin. “The student with the best grades in each year will be allowed, if they so wish, to have a no-holds-barred, one-on-one fight against the boy-who-lived, to truly test your skill. Thank you.”See, that sounds like danger considering our situation. Maybe let's not, just in case.
Rolled 94 (1d100)>>5746330We are getting our ass kicked
Rolled 63 (1d100)>>5746330>>5746457Maybe not with rolls like that.
>>5746461Very close, but not enough
>>5746447>>5746457>>5746461You decide to start with a simple Stupefy, but by the time you start forming the word he’s already cast his, and the red bolt comes far too fast. You barely manage to summon a barrier in time, watching as it is deflected into the ceiling, but as you turn back to your opponent-“Petrificus Totalus!”You feel your body freeze, your arms locking up by your body before you fall face first on the floor with a thud. Brighton more than takes his time before casting “Finite” and letting you get up with a smug grin on your face.“Did no one teach you how to block a spell properly, Little Elliot?”It had taken a total of two hours between Lily calling you “Little Elliot” in the corridor and this bellend hearing about it. It was incredible how rumors managed to move faster than bloody apparition!“Stupefy! Petrificus Totalus!” He shouts again, but this time you’re ready.“Protego!” The stunner bounces, but this time you’re ready. You dodge the Petrificus Totalus, then, well, if you’re in Potter’s class… “Expelliarmus!”The spell hits him in the chest and he spins in place, falling on his ass as his wand flies off his hand. He tries crawling on his knees to get it but-“Accio!”His wand flies to your hand, and if glares could burn you’d be long dead. He snatches his wand off your hands and you two position yourselves again without a word. You try casting a spell first this time, but he’s faster than you again.“Stupefy!”“Protego!”The ensuing fight now takes longer, with both of you defending, dodging and casting in something resembling an actual fight. You’re still mostly protecting yourself, with Protego saving you many times, but at least there is a flow you can follow, until-“Laggan!” From the tip of his wand comes a green spiral of green force which blasts against your shield, shattering it with force, sending you stumbling back. “Flipendo!” You’re flipped in the air and your wand slips from your hand, flying through the air and falling by his feet.“I… win…” He says, gasping for air. You can see the droplets of sweat on his forehead as whatever that green drill spell was took a lot of energy from him. “Always good to… see you on the floor… Little Elliot.”“I’m… taller… than you,” you gasp between breaths.Fortunately for you, a gong rings somewhere and Potter’s face appears over on the large “screen” above.“Very well, everyone. Today was a good test to learn your weaknesses and strengths. I know some of you are gasping for air, that will improve with time. Next week, we’ll be learning proper form, techniques and other fun activities. See you then, class dismissed.”[Cont.]
>>5746746You meet Raven and Taylor by the “repair table”, where those who had injured themselves were going to receive treatment.“I’m so, so sorry.”“It’s fine.”“I really didn’t mean it!”“I said it’s fine.”“What happened?“ you ask, pointing at the girl’s black eye.“Our friend enjoys punching women,” she says, deadpan. “Me, specifically. Never thought he had it in him.”“It was an accident, I swear!”“Taylor, that’s horrible! How could you?” You ask in fake horror.“She got in the way of my fist! I was just trying to cast a spell!”“Tell that to the aurors.”“There won’t be any aurors!”You two continue teasing him until Raven gets her eye healed, and as you’re leaving the classroom you feel a chill run down your spine.“Oh no.”“What?”“Hey, Little Elliot!” Lily says, appearing from the crowd. “Good fighting!”“No, it wasn’t.”“Not really, no,” she agrees. “But I can help you with that. Dad trains me since I was a kid, so I can give you a few pointers if you want!”“Why would you do that?” Raven asks.“Because we’re friends! Isn’t that right?”“Uh… I’ll think about it.”“Cool! Let me know when you want to train, I know a good place! And bring your friends, too, I’m sure they could use the help.”She leaves before any of you can say a word.“Why do I get the feeling she’ll get me killed?” You ask.“She probably will,” Tylor agrees. “But wouldn’t it be worth it? Ow!”“Next time I won’t use a book to hit you, and it won’t be in the back of the head,” Raven says, storing the tome in her bag. “Now come on. Let’s see if we can get the good chairs in the common room.”And so, you leave to your common room as the last day of your first week ends, your dreams still haunting you. The following week will no doubt be filled with classes and homework, but you can choose some things to focus during your free time:Pick 3:> Train with Lily (+2 to Battle Rolls)> Study Moste Potente Potions (+2 to Potions)> Study with Taylor (+2 to Astronomy)> Study with Raven (+2 to Muggle Studies)> Study another subject (+1 to another subject)> Research whatever is happening to you> Research the visions in your dream> Research “Merlin’s last light”> Other (Write in)
>>5746752> Train with Lily (+2 to Battle Rolls)> Study Moste Potente Potions (+2 to Potions)> Research “Merlin’s last light”
>>5746752> Research “Merlin’s last light”> Study Moste Potente Potions (+2 to Potions)> Research whatever is happening to you
>>5746752> Train with Lily (+2 to Battle Rolls)> Study Moste Potente Potions (+2 to Potions)> Other (Write in)>Research how to seduce seventh year Gryffindors
>>5746752>Train with Lily (+2 to Battle Rolls)>Research “Merlin’s last light”>Research how to seduce seventh year Gryffindors
>>5746752> Research whatever is happening to you> Research the visions in your dream> Research “Merlin’s last light”
>>5746758>>5746865>>5746879>>5746893>>5746972> Train with Lily (+2 to Battle Rolls)3 votes> Study Moste Potente Potions (+2 to Potions)3 votes> Research “Merlin’s last light”4 votes> Research how to seduce seventh year Gryffindors2 votes> Research whatever is happening to you2 votes> Research the visions in your dream1 voteWriting!
>>5746752> Train with Lily (+2 to Battle Rolls)> Research “Merlin’s last light”>Research how to seduce seventh year Gryffindors
>>5747039Rip, too late.
>>5747012The weekend passes in a blink, and Monday inevitably arrives, bringing with it homework. It seems insane that you still have to do homework when whatever is currently happening is happening, but teacher, it seems, do not care about the dreams you never told them about. So you do your homework and maintain your grades as any other student.But you still have free time. When you’d previously spend it mucking about with Taylor and Raven, now you sit in the library with tomes upon tomes about Merlin stack atop each other.“This doesn’t make sense!” You groan after a particularly frustrating paragraph. “Merlin’s story is fucked beyond recognition.”“Yeah, I’m getting this too,” Tylor agrees. “Merlin studied at Hogwarts, in Slytherin, but it looks like there are mentions of him even before that. He was there for King Arthur in the nine hundreds, but there are mentions of, according to this book, ‘someone like him’ in ancient hebrew scrolls, and there is also something about Atlantis, which no one seems to quite know what it was, but everyone considers to be Very Important. And then it references me to a book written in the fifteen hundreds written in… I don’t even know what language this is!”“We could try summoning a demon and asking them,” Raven suggests.“Demons are not a real thing.”“Oh, and Atlantis is?”“Apparently so.”“Anyway, it seems there is an entire field of history research on this.” Taylor says. “One side says Merlin was alive at least two thousand years ago and only passed by Hogwarts to make sure the Founders weren’t doing anything stupid. The other side says that they are, and I quote, ‘a bunch of crackpots who spend too much time smoking goblin weed to be able to differentiate their underwear from their hats, much less fiction from fact.’”“Oh good,” you say, voice dripping with sarcasm. “You know, you’d assume that whoever this dream-lady is, she would give me more info to go on, but no. No. Cryptic and ambiguous, that’s the way to go.”“Well,” Raven says. “She said “final month’s first night”. We should have until December 1st to figure it out.”You groan and bury your face in your hands. > Roll 3d100. Best of 3 to see how far you progress in your discovery of Merlin’s Last Light
Rolled 83 (1d100)>>5747059Analyzing
Rolled 29 (1d100)>>5747059
Rolled 3 (1d100)>>5747059
>>5747070>>5747072>>5747125So your research continues, discovering the incredibly murky history of whoever it is Merlin actually is. Slowly, agonizingly slowly, you search for any references to whatever his last light was, without finding success among the hundreds or thousands of books written about one of the most powerful wizards who ever lived.So you three take a day to relax. You and Taylor head to the top of the astronomy tower one late afternoon before bedtime, while Raven is off somewhere doing something creepy, no doubt. He watches the stars and takes notes while you flip over Moste Potente Potions.The thought occurs and… well, it wouldn’t hurt to ask, would it?“Hey, Taylor.”“Yeah, mate?” He answers without taking his eyes out of his lenses. “Oh, look at that view of Venus!”“If someone wanted to, ah, say, seduce a certain seventh year Gryffindor… How do you think someone would go about doing that?”“Well, not much different than the way you’d go about seducing anyone else, I guess.”“Right… And how would that be, exactly?”“I’m afraid I wouldn’t know.”Useless. Both of you, absolutely useless.“Elliot… You know she’s only doing this because she wants to keep track of you, right?”“Yeah, yeah, I know.”So you resume your reading. The book, of course, also doesn’t provide any answers other than incredibly immoral ones. Love potions, renamed Love Poisons a few years ago and completely outlawed, were not the sort of thing you wanted. Felix Felicis was a possibility, though it wasn’t in this book, and it took six months to brew. Something to increase courage would be good, but you’d get in trouble if the teachers found you drinking firewhiskey.Still, you keep on reading the book and, though most brews on it require rare ingredients and weeks of time, you learn plenty of new things.> Gained: +2 to Potions rolls. New total: +12> Knowledge Gained! > Polyjuice Potion > - Time to Brew: 1 month. > - Rare Ingredients: Powdered bicorn horn, Shredded boomslang skin--Time passes and Thursday arrives, the day before Battle Class. You send a message to Lily saying you’d like to train, and you’re about to call Raven and Elliot when… You realize you could not call them.There is nothing stopping you from having a private class with Lily. Just the two of you. Alone. By yourselves.Would it be exactly morally right of you to stop your friends from improving their battle skills? No. But were you a Hufflepuff whose very core cared about such things? Also no.> Call them to go with you> Go by yourself
>>5747151>Go by yourselfIt's not the best idea, but it's the most appropriate for a teenager
>>5747151> Go by yourselfBased
>>5747151> Call them to go with you
>>5747151> Go by yourself
Rolled 17, 65, 57 + 30 = 169 (3d100 + 30)>>5747161>>5747163>>5747273 “Oh, your friends didn’t want to come?” she asks as you arrive at the empty corridor with a tapestry of some trolls.“No, the Headmistress passed a ton of transfiguration homework, and they’re only now getting to it,” you lie with the skill of a Slytherin. “Are we just going to train in the corridor?”“Don’t be silly. Come, follow me,” she says walking past you. You follow her, but as she reaches the end of the corridor, she stops, turns around and goes back the way she came. She goes to the other end of the corridor, stops again, turns around again and walks back, all with you right behind her.Third time she turns around you can’t help but say something. “Are… are you lost?”“Do I look lost?” She asks, turning around again.“Uh, yes, very much so.”“Maybe you just don’t know where we’re going.”“I don’t think we can go anywhere by walking up and down a corridor.”“Really? Five years at Hogwarts and you still think you can’t get places by going nowhere?” She asks, turning around again.“Fair point, but I really don’t see anywhere getting closer.”“That’s because you don’t know where to look,” she says, getting back to the same spot she started at. “See?”In front of you, there is a large door where previously there was none. Your mouth hangs open, not because a door appeared, but because you know exactly what that door is.“Is that… the Room of Requirement?”“Yep. Potter family secret, but since I’m the last Potter in a while to come here as a student I figure it is time to share.” She winks at you and pushes the door open. “I trust you’ll keep the secret. Just don’t take anything out that you didn’t bring in, it gets moody when you do that.”“I thought it had been destroyed by Fiendfyre! No one who knew it ever revealed where it was!”“Well, the Room of Hidden Things version was destroyed, but the Room itself is still fine. Takes more than Fiendfyre to destroy Hogwarts!” Then, in a somber, almost inaudible tone. “... Though not much more.”Meanwhile, around you the room reveals itself to be a full-blown training area. It has target dummies, movable “debree” to simulate a battlefield and even a small muggle-looking gym area with weights and bars.“So, you train here?”“When dad’s free, yes,” she says, following with a sadder, “though less now that he began Battle Class. Things have been… less, for the last week.”“Do you… want to talk about it?” You ask, trying to sound the least awkward you can.“What I want,” she says, taking a few steps away from you and pointing her wand at you. “Is for you to try and beat me. En guarde!”> Roll a d100+1 (from your single Battle Class). Beat two out of three rolls (+30 because she’s been training for far longer than you)
Rolled 81 + 1 (1d100 + 1)>>5747361>95So, we have a chance!
Rolled 85 + 1 (1d100 + 1)>>5747361Abrakadabra!
Rolled 70 + 1 (1d100 + 1)>>5747361
>47, 95, 87 vs 82, 86, 71Missed it by one. Fuck.
>>5747363>>5747367>>5747417“Uh, are you sure you want to- Expelliarmus!”“Protego! Really? Expelliarmus against a Potter? Rictusempra!”You were expecting it to be a tough fight, obviously, but she ignores your spells as if they’re nothing. She spins, deflects, dodges and parries spell after spell, jumping from one side of the room to the other, taking cover with whatever is available, blocking with both her wand as with random things she picks off the ground.Meanwhile, something in the back of your head tells you you’ve been just standing in the same spot for the whole battle, but you’re too worried about casting spells to do anything about it. One thing that is clear is that while you're fighting, she's having fun.“Stop-Stupefy!-playing-Expelliarmus!with me! Reducto!”She dives into cover behind a fake, but resistant, rock.“Why do you think I’m playing with you?”“Because you’re not attacking?”“Why do I need to attack? You’re tiring yourself out just fine for me.”Oh, fuck this.The moment she dashes out of cover again, you’re ready. “Stupefy!”“Protego!”“Laggan!”The green swirling drill spell you stole off Longbottom slams against her shield, shattering it and sending her on her ass with a surprised look.“Yeah!” You shout, quickly followed by, “Uh-oh.”You try to cast another spell, but your legs give up from under you. You collapse on the floor, immediately sweating and exhausted. It does hurt your ego when she simply walks over and picks up your wand off your hand, with you not having the strength to do anything about it.“I win. Though I didn’t expect you to use Laggan, to be frank. It’s a crap spell, no one uses it in combat.”“Yeah? Why? And why- ah- are my legs shaking?” You manage to ask between breaths.“Exhaustion,” she explains, sitting beside you. “Laggan is a brute force spell, uses a ridiculous amount of power to make the shield burst, and will drain your strength to exhaustion if you don’t have enough power to break your opponent’s shield. That’s why Brighton finished you off with a Flipendo, he didn’t have the strength for anything else. If I’d been casting protego at full power, you’d be taking a nap right about now.”“Right. That -ah- would have been useful -oof- to know.”“So, there's your first lesson. Don’t cast spells you don’t know just because they look useful.”You stay in that position for a while, with her sitting in silence beside you while you recover your strengths. It is… comfortable, even if your lungs are trying to jump out of your chest.She’s the one to break the silence.“So, did you find anything new about… you know, the thing?”> Tell her about your dream> Keep it a secret for nowAlso,> Write in any questions you want to ask her or topics to talk about
>>5747756>Keep it a secret for now>"What spells should I learn?">"So, what are you going to do after you graduate? Why?">"Do you like being the daughter of the Boy-Who-Lived?"Begin with on-topic engagement, proceed to the more personal while maintaining an above-nominal level of interest, then feel out loyalties.
>>5747756>Keep it a secret for now>"What spells should I learn?">"So, what are you going to do after you graduate? Why?">"Do you like being the daughter of the Boy-Who-Lived?">"Got any plans this weekend?"
>Shield breaking spell is crapLaaame! Surely it would be possible to tune it up, so to speak?>>5747756>Keep it a secret for nowYah nah, don't trust her yet. Also Lily's general attitude and personality grinds at me at the moment.>"Any advice for casting while on the move?"
>>5747756Add>"Any advice for casting while on the move?"To>>5747776Please
>>5747776>>5747779>>5747799>>5747835“No, unfortunately. I tried researching it, but if your dad couldn’t find anything I don’t suspect I’ll find anything.”“Yeah, he’s taking this seriously. He’s seen a lot on his days as an auror, so it is rare for him to be surprised.” She smiles, and for a moment she seems… exhausted. Almost as tired as you are. Then the moment passes, and her wide smile is back up. “You wouldn’t believe the sort of stories he told me.”“Any you can share?”“Most are classified, but I’ll think about a couple to tell you next time.”"Any advice you can give me on my battle skills? New spells I should learn? How to keep on moving and firing?""There are three general types of spells you need to think about in battle," she says. "Protection, Disablement and Control." "On Protection, Protego is the most basic, but still stupidly useful. Works for most things that aren't Unforgiveable. On a one on one, it's what you're going to need most of the time, unless you're fighting a dementor, a troll or a dragon. Unless you plan on staying still, when you can take your time casting a Prismatic Shield. You can't move with it, people can't get in or out, but it's good for creating a small safe zone to treat an injured ally.""Disablement is anything that can take out an enemy. Expelliarmus, Rictusempra, even Avada Kedavra get in that category. Anything you hit someone with and they're out of battle. It's usually not as important what you're casting, as long as you can go from one to the other in quick succession. Stupefy is ok, but you try casting that twice and you'll see that you need to cast it, stop, go back to its initial casting position and try again. But you can cast stupefy, chain it in an expelliarmus and finish on a somnius and a single swift movement, and that's much harder to block.""Harder to do too," you say."That's why you train.""And control?""Anything you do to make your opponent easier to hit. Melt the floor with a potion so he can't pass? Control. Transfigure the ceiling into a wall to block his way? Control. Put a Prismatic Shield on a door to stop it from passing? Your protection just became control.""Whenever you're fighting, you need to have a plan, and you need to know what you're going to do next. When I jumped behind a rock, I already knew where I'd go after, and what I'd do if you blocked my way. When I'm moving, I'm not thinking where I'm going. I've already done the thinking beforehand and I'm just executing the plan.""I... I see. I'm not sure I can do all that while keeping myself alive.""You'll get the hang of it. But you only need to get to that level if you want to be an auror."[Cont.]
>>5747884"Is that what you want to be after you get out of here?" You ask. "An auror?""It's the plan? Maybe? I don't know, honestly. A Potter would be hired instantly anywhere they want to work, which makes it ever more daunting to choose. I could choose something without danger. I'm sure my dad would prefer. I just think that... If I don't, I'll be... failing people. If I could be fighting for them and I just choose to be, I don't know, a painter instead..."> "You shouldn't live your life for other people. Your happiness should come first."> "It's the right thing to do. People who can help and don't are cowards"> "Other people's safety isn't your responsibility, nor one you need to pick up"> "If you want to be a painter, you could just go buy some paint instead of whining"> Other (Write in)
>>5747886>"You shouldn't live your life for other people. Your happiness should come first."
>>5747886> "You shouldn't have to live your life for other people. Choose whatever path you believe in as Lily, not necessarily as Potter."It's up to each of us to embrace an ideal worth living towards. That doesn't strictly entail the pursuit of personal happiness or the neglect of others.
>>5747886> "You shouldn't live your life for other people. Your happiness should come first."
>>5747920>>5747945>>5747975>>5747997“You shouldn’t live your life for other people. Your happiness should come first, and that of the people you love. Otherwise you wouldn’t have farmers, or explorers, or mothers or fathers. Or teachers. Or Battle Class teachers, for that matter.” You say, struggling to sit up. “Or should everyone be an auror until they die?”“I know, I know. I know what’s logic and emotionally healthy thing to feel. I just can’t really convince myself to feel that way,” she says, sighing. “Heart and mind aren’t always in sync.”“You’re as much Lily as you are Luna as you are Potter. And while all three of those have a history of fighting dark forces, none of them had a choice in them matter. Of the two that did eventually get the choice, one decided to just go off and study magic beasts instead. I read some of her books, they’re pretty good.”“So you think I should just go off and chase magic cows?”“I mean, it does sound pretty fun. Though not much safer. I heard magic cows are vicious.”She laughs our loud, and some of the gloom washes away.“So, being the daughter of the Boy-who-lived has its issues too, huh? Figured it would be all perks.”“Psh! As if! I have to hit off reporters and well-wishers off with a stick whenever I go out. Thank Merlin for disillusionment. Sometimes I think about spending a month brewing polyjuice just so I can be someone else for a while.”“I can only imagine how difficult it must be to have everyone loving you no matter where you go.”“Ha, ha. It has its perks, but it does get old. Half of the people just look at me like I’m some kind of magical unicorn of purity and goodness, while the other half looks at me like they expect me to pull the Sword of Griffyndor out of my pocket and go kill the closest basilisk. The only person in Griffyndor who doesn’t look at me like that is Hugo, but he doesn’t count ‘cause he’s a git.”“I figured you two would be friends, given his parents and yours being friends.”“Oh, he very much wanted us to be friends,” she spits, with venom. “And we were. ‘Till he grabbed my boob and I broke his nose.”“Oof. I'm sorry that happened.”“Yeah. He did become less of a git after that and apologized, but the damage was done.”[Cont.]
>>5748141“Well, if you ever break the noses of all Griffyndors and need someone to go to the Three Broomsticks with, I know three losers from Slytherin who could use the company of someone who knows how to fight.”“Are you implying everyone in Griffyndor is going to try to grab my boob? Will they form a line?”“That would be tactically unwise. I’m sure you’d have a spell that could get rid of them all at once if they stayed one behind the other.”“That spell would be the Slow Blade of Unusually Specific Destruction and it is banned in over twenty countries.”“Is Scotland one of those countries?”“It is not.”“Then I don’t really see a problem.”“Other than it would be an extremely violent end for Gryffindor. And a bad time for my boob.”“I’m a Slytherin,” you say, as if it is obvious. “Plotting Gryffindor’s destruction is part of the curriculum. Sacrifices have to be made.”“I’ll probably need to tell my father have a stern talk with Slughorn then. He might want to revise the syllabus.”“Impossible, it’s part of the house’s motto. ‘Slytherin, house of the cunning, ambitious and those who hate Gryffindor in general’. Branded a Magical World Heritage Cultural Phenomenon a few years ago, can’t ever be changed. I’m surprised you didn’t know about it.”She laughs, and then gets up, stretching.“Come on, Gryffindor hater. We’ve been laying here for too long. Curfew’s about to start and I have my Prefect duties.”> Gained: +2 to Battle rolls. New total: +3[Cont.]
>>5748145You two leave the Room of Requirement behind and a few minutes later she leaves you at the entrance to the Slytherin Common Room. She says goodbye, but… you can’t help but feel her smile is forced. Or at least more forced than it was a few minutes ago. As she is leaving, however, your eyes cross and- - you should have kissed him, he does not trust you, he will die, your father will die, your family will die, your -Your eyes break away from each other and the voice disappears. She leaves, and you can’t help but think she looks like she’s running away. Running away from you.> Stop her from going> Follow her> Let her go> Other (Write)
>>5748155> Follow her
>>5748155> Let her go
>>5748155> Let her goHonestly just don't want to spend too much time with her.
Since we have a tie, I'll wait for another couple of hours before posting closing it. If no one else votes, I'll roll a d2 to decide
>>5748155On one hand, I think sir bold letters will try to eat our face. At the same time, I will never say no to the possibility of discovering more about a mystery as soon as possible, regardless of personal safety (also I hate rolling for ties)> Follow her
>>5748157>>5748160>>5748317You stay for a moment, stunned. The voice, whatever it was, was deep. It was dark. It spoke directly into your mind, commanding, demanding. It was talking about you. And it didn’t seem to know you were listening.You dash away after her, making as little noise as possible and trying to remain unseen. This becomes more difficult when she turns the first bend in the corridor, as she breaks into a full-blown sprint, not looking back.You keep running, taking off your shoes mid run so your feet make less noise as they strike the floor. You slide past the bend on the corridor, slamming on the wall, before breaking into a dash, no longer seeing her. You look around, searching for where she could have gone before following the sound of a door being slammed closed. It doesn’t take long before you hear her voice, shouting, arguing, pleading.“I can’t do this! I can’t just pretend to be his friend, pretend to like him! That’s vile! It’s cruel! He’s a good kid, he doesn’t deserve being lied to!” She stops, as if waiting for an answer. Whoever she’s talking to, however, doesn’t answer loud enough for you to hear. “I know we’ll die! You said it before! I know it, but this isn’t me! I’m not some harlot who can just throw herself at him so he’ll like me! I don’t want this! Find someone else! I can’t… I’m not…”“I can’t do this…” Her voice drops, becoming almost inaudible. “You can’t just try take my body like that… It’s not right… It’s not… I’m not… I’m not strong enough. Not for this. We’ve been trying for years. I’m… I’m tired.”There is a long pause, only broken by the eventual sob or sniffle.“You’re right,” she says again after some minutes. “You’re right. If a Potter can’t, no one can. We’re close now. We can do this... We can do this.”You hear her stand up. It might be time to leave.> Leave before you get caught> Open the door
>>5748369>Leave before you get caught
>>5748369> Open the door
>>5748369> Open the doorThe thing I hate about hp is that it takes so damn long to find something out by playing it safe. Let’s get some answers.
>>5748369>Open the door
>Leave before you get caught
>>5748375>>5748382>>5748431You don’t know what is happening behind this door, but after hearing that voice in your head and hearing what Lily just said, you can’t just stay here and pretend nothing happened. Whatever this is, you need to get to the bottom of it, and you don’t intend to waste any time figuring it out.You push the door open and enter the unused classroom.Lily looks like a mess. She’s clearly been crying, her face is red and her nose puffy. As you enter, her eyes snap towards you in surprise, but the look soon turns to horror as she recognizes you.“No… No, no, no! Why- why are you here!? You- you can’t be here!” She says, voice filled with fear. She grabs her hair, eyes wide, as the confident and composed person who you spent the last few hours with is gone, replaced by a trembling, terrified girl. “No, you- you can't-”“Lily, it’s fine. Whatever is going on I can help you.”“No, you can’t! You can’t! You can’t know!”See? This is is your fault. The voice comes again through her eyes, directly into your mind, though it is not speaking with you. If you hadn’t hesitated, if you had just done what I told you, we’d have been fine, but now-She breaks eye contact as she paces around frantically, her hands covering her ears as if trying to stop herself from hearing something. The voice vanishes from your head.“Talk to me, Lily. Whoever is talking to you, whoever is making you… do whatever it is you don’t want to do, I can help you.”“No, you can’t! You can’t! No one can!” She says, tears streaming down her face. “No one can know or-” She stops in her tracks. Her eyes widen. “I… I can fix this. Yes… Yes, I can fix this!”“Lily-”“Stupefy!” She turns towards you, and her terror is replaced with fury and rage. You just barely stumble out of the way of the spell, crashing against the furniture and rolling on the floor, but she doesn’t stop. She follows it with “Expelliarmus! Somnius!”You crawl through the floor, throwing chairs and tables between tables as you try to escape her sudden wrath.“Lily, stop this!”“I need to do this, Elliot! It’s for your own good! I need to do this or we die! We all die! Petrificus Totalus!”> Roll a d100+3. Beat two out of 3d100+35I'll switch to rolling after you. Makes things more tense, I think.
Rolled 62 + 3 (1d100 + 3)>>5748750O fugg
Rolled 84 + 3 (1d100 + 3)>>5748750It's over bros
Rolled 72 + 3 (1d100 + 3)>>5748750bet she'll try to obliviate us
>>5748754>>5748809>>5748813Pretty strong bros
Rolled 85, 88, 40 + 35 = 248 (3d100 + 35)And here we go...
>>5748843>One success on our part
>>5748843This is the future you chose
>>5748849Fuck, I dropped my meme
The +35 meant we were almost always gonna lose with those rolls desu, I just hope it's not a major consequenceWe forgot to stay away from crazy, we go pay the price
>>5748853We knew the sort of rolls she pulled from the training. We're about to get out face kicked in
>>5748754>>5748809>>5748813>>5748843120 123 87You dive out of the way, dodging the spell but slamming your ribs against the corner of a table. You feel something crack with the impact and don’t bother holding in the scream, hoping someone will hear you and burst through the door to save your day.“Reducto!”No such luck, as the table in front of you explodes into dus and shrapnel, nearly blinding you, only for her to chain it with “Expelliarmus!” Your wand flies off your hand going somewhere and as you roll under another table and out of her sight, you hear “Accio!”.“I have your wand, Elliot! Come out! You don’t need to get hurt!”You crawl away from where you fell, clenching your ribs in pain as you are very much already hurt, but you stay quiet, searching for some way out of this.The table you were just under a few seconds ago explodes in flames with a “Bombarda!”.Whatever you plan on doing, you need to do it fast.> Make a run for the door> Tackle her to the ground> Throw a chair at her> Surrender> Other (Write in)
>>5748891> Throw a chair at her
>>5748891>Tackle her to the groundI want to believe
>>5748891> Make a run for the door
>>5748891> Make a run for the door>>5748857Yeah, I think it's not the worst thing though since we can potentially get some concessions out of Harry after being violently attacked by his daughter.
>>5748891> Make a run for the doorYep we need to gtfo to her dad
>>5748900>>5749071> Make a run for the doorRoll a d100-5 (because of your freshly broken rib). Best of Three. DC 80
Rolled 59 - 5 (1d100 - 5)>>5749104
Rolled 69 - 5 (1d100 - 5)>>5749104Slither away!
Rolled 83 - 5 (1d100 - 5)>>5749104
>>5749108Fuck we were close
>>5749106>>5749107>>5749108Dear God, we've been captured by the redheaded psycho
>>5749114 Just as planned >:)
>>5749114Should've hurled the chair at her head.
There’s no way you can beat her without your wand, no matter what her father said in his class. Your only hope is to get to the corridor and find help, either another prefect, a teacher or even a painting. No time for hesitation.As soon as you hear her cast another spell, you bolt towards the door. It isn’t a big distance, a few meters at most, but the side of your body screams at you as you run, almost slamming against the door when-“Petrificus Totalus!”Your arms and legs snap towards your body, freezing in place, but not freezing your momentum. Your body keeps moving forward, and without support you fall face first on the floor, your nose breaking with a loud crack.There is a moment of silence as the battle stops, then a second “Petrificus Totalus!” hits you as she confirms you’re properly paralyzed. She walks towards you slowly, dragging you by the leg until you are far away from the door before turning you over.“Oh no, no, no. I told you you needed to surrender or you’d get hurt,” she says with an almost psychotic tone. Her eyes are wide, and there is more than just a hint of madness in them. “But that’s fine. It’s fine. Lily is going to take care of you. Lily is going to make everything alright.”She looks into your terror-striken eyes, almost lovingly, as she gently cups your face. She pulls her wand and touches it against your nose, and with an “Episkey!” she puts your nose back into place. She opens a pouch on her waist and pulls a cloth and a water bottle and starts to slowly wipe your face clean.And all the while, as she looks into your eyes, you can hear the voice whispering into her head.Good, good. This should help, it should stop doom from coming, at least for now. But we must… Except this time, the dark voice fades into the background of your mind, still being spoken, still being heard by her, but covered up by a second voice, no the same voice, its conscience split in two, one side speaking to Lily and the other… speaking directly to you.Ah, so you can hear me when our eyes connect, it says, almost amused. I should have figured this could be possible, all things considered. Fortunately for me, this is a mistake that can be easily mended. You won’t remember this, but, if you do… Do send her my regards, will you?You try to reply, to send at least a mental middle finger towards the figure, but it seems the connection only works one way.“Scourgify,” she says, cleaning the rest of the mess she made out of your face. She looks at you, and she looks... better. Saner, at least. She plants a kiss on your forehead. “I’m sorry. I really am. But Lily needs- I need to do this alone. I wish there was another way.”She points her wand at you, and the last thing this version of you hears is, Very well, dear, but let me give it an extra kick. Should make it a bit more permanent, followed by a quiet, almost sorrowful “obliviate”.[Cont.]
>>5749156“So, let me know when you want to train again,” Lily says.You blink, slightly confused for a moment. Where are you? Ah, yes, the entrance to you common room. You shake your head, scaring off the tiredness of the training, and nod.“Sure, I’ll probably need as much training as I can get to get through your father’s classes. He doesn’t seem like he’ll take it easy on us.”“He never does,” she says, smiling. “Bye!”She turns around and saunters off, and you can’t help but be sad she’s leaving, even if you do love to watch her walk away.You enter common room, finding it mostly empty. You hadn’t realized you two had pent so much time training, or, as you walk, that you had injured your ribs in the process. No matter, you’ll pass by the Infirmary tomorrow.So, without a care in the world, you go to sleep.--Next morning is, well, rough. First there is this throbbing pain on the side of your body that you can only get rid of when you eventually go to the Infirmary at lunch time. Then, there is Raven and Taylor giving you crap for not calling them to train with Lily, which is very much fair, followed by Brighton Longbottom “accidentally” bumping an entire bowl of fire-dandelions into your your concoction during potions, making your Draught of Living Death melt off the bottom of your cauldron and spill all over the floor.Finally, Battle Class arrives. As with last time, Lily is in the audience and waves at you as you arrive, watching as her father teaches you proper wandholding form, techniques and a variety of techniques. It doesn’t feel like tiresome work, but by the end you’re exhausted. It is with great pleasure that you welcome the weekend, and the chance to step out of Hogwarts, for a while.“Ah, Hogsmead,” Taylor says as you three arrive at the snow-covered village. “It really doesn’t get any cozier than this, huh?”“Taylor, you say that every time we come here,” Raven says.“I say it because it’s true. So, where do we want to go?”> Ceridwen's Cauldrons. You need to buy a new cauldron> Spintwitches Sporting Needs. Maybe there’s something there you can buy for Lily?> The Three Broomsticks. You’re almost sure you can convince Hannah to sell you some Firewhiskey> Weasleys' Wizard Wheeze.,Maybe there’s a new trick in stock> Honeydukes. You’re aching for something sweet after a week of training> The Magic Neep. You need to find some unusual ingredients for the new potions you’re studying
>>5749169> Ceridwen's Cauldrons. You need to buy a new cauldron> The Magic Neep. You need to find some unusual ingredients for the new potions you’re studyingThat bitch just mindfucked us. Christ on the cross
>>5749169>Ceridwen's Cauldrons. You need to buy a new cauldron>The Magic Neep. You need to find some unusual ingredients for the new potions you’re studyingThat was unsettling, especially the kiss on the forehead.
>>5749169> Ceridwen's Cauldrons. You need to buy a new cauldron> The Three Broomsticks. You’re almost sure you can convince Hannah to sell you some FirewhiskeyLets give it a few weeks before we try that again
>>5749169> Ceridwen's Cauldrons. You need to buy a new cauldron> The Magic Neep. You need to find some unusual ingredients for the new potions you’re studying
>>5749172>>5749177>>5749178>>5749180“Well, I need to get a new cauldron. Brighton buggered mine.”“Oh, right, I also need to go to Ceridwen’s,” Taylor says. “Brighton made my fancy stirrer melt.”“No he didn’t,” Raven says. “You made that melt yourself because you can’t follow instructions.”“Hey, it’s my potion stirrer, so I make the story I want for its death. And in my story, Brighton is a twat instead of me being an idiot. Now let’s get going.”“Well, it looks like Brighton also melted his own cauldron, because he’s in Ceridwen’s too,” the girl says, pointing at the store with a stack of cauldrons haphazardly stacked on top of each other. “And, surprise, surprise, he’s being a twat.”Brighton is standing outside the shop, holding what looks like a brand new cauldron over his head. In front of him are two almost identical Ravenclw sixth years, Summer and Winter Nott, who are blocking the way of a fifth year Hufflepuff who’s about two heads shorter than he is.“Give it back, Brighton you utter fuck!”“Well, you’re not asking politely,” he says, shaking the cauldron away from her reach.“I don’t need to be polite, you bag of shite! It’s mine!”“Oh, she bites!” Says the twin with the blonde hair, Summer.“Or tries to. She’s so short I don’t think her bite could reach even another snake.”> Tell them to stop> Try to take the cauldron off his hands> Accio the cauldron> Threaten to call Longbottom’s mother, the Three Broomstick’s land-lady, Hannah Longbottom> Go call his mother Hannah without prior warning> Threaten to hex them if they don’t stop> Hex them without warning (With what?)> Other (Write in)
>>5749215And the Hogsmeade image I forgot to add
>>5749215>Accio the cauldronNot very Slytherin of us to help a Hufflepuff, but fuck Longbottom
>>5749215>Accio the cauldronJust what we needed, let's just take it, and be on our way.
>>5749215> Hex them without warning (With what?)>Petrificus totalis Might jog our memory.
>>5749233> Not very Slytherin of us to help a Hufflepuff>>5749234> Just what we needed, let's just take itI don't have anything at all against any of these options, but just to clarify that Slytherin no longer means evil, dickhead or blood-purist (you and all your friends are all either muggleborn or halfblood, for example) like it did on the original series where it is sort of implied the Hat puts all shitty kids in the exclusion zone that is Slytherin.Ever since Voldemort, where the parent of a lot of Slytherins died while fighting on the Battle of Hogwarts, and Harry Potter spoke out about Snape being a Slytherin allied with the Order of the Phoenix, the number of dickheads has mostly levelled out amongst the four houses (as exemplified by Longbottom). Ambition and cunning might need allies (or at least for people to think you're the good guy and trust you before you swindle them). Any leader could theoretically be in Slytherin, be they righteous king, vicious dictator, democratically elected president or vicious billionaire (or someone who didn't manage to achieve their ambitions, as well). So what flavor of ambition or cunning you have is up to you.I do admit the character's personality, goal (besides "figure out what is happening to me") and ambition was not well defined as we fell right into the story. I'll try to set up a scene where you can choose this more explicitly. Should help with making him more consistent (and if it is decided that he's a dickhead, at least he will be consistently a dickhead)If you'd like to steal the cauldron, or if you'd like the character to not enjoy helping a hufflepuff but doing it out of spite, feel free go with it, just don't feel like you have to do it because your character wears robes trimmed with green
>>5749215>Go call his mother Hannah without prior warning
>>5749215> Accio the cauldron> Threaten to call Longbottom’s mother, the Three Broomstick’s land-lady, Hannah LongbottomStop being a cunt Longbottom
>>5749494Oh, and I'm voting to use accio to give it to the Hufflepuff, not to steal it.
>>5749215> Accio the cauldronTattling to his mom is negative rizz, let's not do that
>>5749215> Accio the cauldronTattling to his mom is negative rizz, let's not do that.
>>5749215> Accio the cauldron> Threaten to call Longbottom’s mother, the Three Broomstick’s land-lady, Hannah Longbottom
>>5749215>> Hex them without warning (With what?)Stickfast Hex and disappear
>>5749233>>5749234>>5749494>>5749501>>5749503>>5749559“Accio cauldron!” You say, and the pot goes flying off Longbottom’s loose grip, slams into WInter’s head, then falls in your hands. “Got to admit, pretty great spell, this is.”“Ouch!”“Oi! You hurt my sister!” Summer shouts, while Longbottom is still processing he doesn’t have the cauldron anymore.‘It’s your fault for hanging out with someone who swapped his face for a horse’s ass,“ Raven shouts.“Oh, good one.”“Thanks.”“Give the cauldron back,” Longbottom says.“Or what? You’re going to run to your mom? In fact, should we call her now? I can see the Three Broomsticks from here, so I wonder what she’d say of her son being a dickhead.”He glares at you, then at the distant pub, before turning leaving.“Psh. Can’t solve things like a man, Hallaster? You need to involve the adults in everything? “Oh, no, I absolutely can solve things like a man, it’s just that you are not worth the effort.”The Hufflepuff barks out a laugh at that.“Let’s just go, Brighton.” Winter says, massaging the place the cauldron hit her. “It’s not worth getting into trouble right now.”“Huh, very well. We still have the rest of the school year to make him eat dirt. Let’s go.”He turns around and the three leave in the direction of the Three Broomsticks.“Thanks for taking care of that sack of dicks,” the girl says as you give her the cauldron, her wide blue eyes beaming at you. “I knew I shouldn’t have gone off by myself. ‘No, Arty, it’s just over there, you’ll be fine.’ Well, it wasn’t, was it?”She’s short, with shoulder length auburn hair, and is wearing a set of robes too large for her in which she seems to be trying to hide in. She practically screams “victim”.“Nah, it’s just Longbottom who’s a prat. He was probably waiting for me, since he knew I needed to buy a new cauldron. Where are the other Hufflepuffs? You usually walk in groups.”“They’re at Weasley’s looking at their new joke broom. I just popped out for a bit to get a new cauldron now that I got the money.” She looks at her brand new, if simple, cauldron with a wide smile, hugging it. “All mine. Finally. I hate using the school ones, they’re utter crap.”You think about saying that the cauldrons are much less important than the brewer, but she looks so happy with her new cauldron that you don’t have the heart to say anything.[Cont.]
>>5749609 “And, ah, please don’t say anything about this to Longbottom’s mom. I really need my job there.”“You’re working at the Three Broomsticks?” Taylor asks.“Yes, all summer, so now I can buy my own clothes!” She says, proudly pointing at her oversized, brand new vests. “Don’t need to use the school funds anymore!”“Alright, we won’t say a thing,” Raven says.“Thanks! Name’s Arty, by the way! Pop by the Three Broomsticks later, I’m still working there in the afternoon on weekends. The least I can do is pay you a butterbeer for the help!”“I’m Raven, this is Elliot and Taylor,” she says pointing. “They’re my bodyguards, but don’t tell anyone.”“Ok! Bye!” She says, running away hugging her cauldron.“She’s a fifth year?” Taylor asks. “She could be in third year and I wouldn’t have known.”“She is. I heard she’s from a… problematic home. She’s probably with Potter’s Child Aid Charity, so she doesn’t have to go back home during vacations.”Potter himself funded the charity, housed at Hogsmeade, so that muggleborn children with problematic homes could choose not to go back during vacations.“Well, at least she’s getting through it. Now let's go, I want to get a cauldron too.”Half an hour later, you have your own brand new cauldron. You then head to the Magic Neep, where a host of fresh and dried ingredients hang from the ceiling, or pots. Most things you have available at the Potions Classroom, but rarer ingredients are not so easily available, or cheap. You check the prices and it is soon obvious that you could buy the ingredients for one of your potions from Moste Potente, but you wouldn’t have the money to buy much else until you got your allowance next month.Buy ingredients for:> The shapechanging potion, Polyjuice (1 month to brew, difficult to produce)> The sleeping draught, Draught of Living Death (1-2 hours, extremely difficult)> The truth potion Veritaserum (1 month to brew, highly illegal to brew, extremely difficult to produce)> The antidote to Veritaserum, Mendacium (1 month to brew)> The drink of irrationality, the Essence of Insanity (2-3 days to brew, difficult to produce)> Don’t buy anything, save your money
>>5749611>The shapechanging potion, Polyjuice (1 month to brew, difficult to produce)This will be helpful for our next break-in. Also, to state the obvious, Lily is playing host to whatever thing the forest woman warned us about right?
>>5749611> The shapechanging potion, Polyjuice (1 month to brew, difficult to produce)>>5749639I think, but head lady also said we could bring her in on it if we had to. It might be a third party.
>>5749611> The shapechanging potion, Polyjuice (1 month to brew, difficult to produce)
>>5749648>I think, but head lady also said we could bring her in on it if we had to. It might be a third party.bad idea given what we learned (and were then forced to forget)
>>5749639>>5749648>>5749684>>5749695"Powdered bicorn horn and boomslang skin, huh," the old lady behind the counter says, handing you your ingredients as you pass her your gold. "Just be aware that while recreational uses are allowed by law, impersonating someone is a felony and can put you in Azkaban."“Uh, I’m… not sure what you mean, Sara.” You lie as you pocket the ingredients.“I’m sure you don’t, darling. Don’t waste it, by the way. Those are difficult to come by. Will your three friends want anything?”“Ah,” you look around, confused, before correcting her. “Two friends.”“Huh, I could’ve sworn there was a third. Once your age gets to the three digits, things start to all mix together. Well, have fun with your potions, dear.”“Thank you.”You quickly leave the store with your friends in tow, passing by other stores they want to look at, buying bits and bobs you forgot to bring from home and some more dark make up for Raven. As all trips to Hogsmeade do, however, you end up at the Three Broomsticks.“Hey, you three,” Hannah says, waving you in. “Come on in, find a table, someone will be with you in a bit.”You three find a cozy table by the windows, and soon Arty slides by in roller skates.“Hey, you came! What can I get you? First one is on me, just… nothing too expensive, please.”Soon you’re all nesting a frozen butterbeer in your hands, taking part in the age-old tradition shared by students all over the world of complaining about teachers.“I mean, they must fire him eventually, right? He’s a ghost, they can’t just let him teach forever!”“I don’t know, Binns has been teaching since the 1890’s, I don’t think they intend to change it any time soon.”“But Gorski is so much better than he is! Why can’t he just take over the class?”“He’s busy, I heard,” Raven says. “Has businesses all over the world.”“He has wivesall over the world, that’s what you mean,” says a voice from behind you. “And children, too. I expect we’ll have a school year full of little Groskis in a few years.”[Cont.]
>>5749808“Lily!” You say, perhaps with a little too much enthusiasm. “Ran out of Gryffindor noses? Did they form a line?”“More of a free for all, really,” she says, grinning. She conjures a chair from somewhere and sits at your table by your side. “Not only was it a bloodbath, it was a messy bloodbath.”“What are you two talking about?”“I’m just being dumb, don’t worry.”“So, it’s true?” Raven asks, curious. “Groski really has wives all over? I thought that was just a myth.”“Oh no, quite real,” Lily nods. “I heard McGonagall had to do a lot of work to convince him to come teach us, but at least now we have a History of Magic teacher that doesn’t bore everyone to death, even if he’s part-time.”Arty slides by and passes a quick round of refills for any who need it.“Hey, what can I get you?”“Firewhisky, please,” Lily says, casually.“Aren’t you a student?”“And also a seventh year. I’m good, Hannah knows me.”“Everyone knows you,” Arty says, but leaves to fetch her firewhisky.“One of the perks of being born three days after the school year starts,” she explains. She also takes her “head girl” badge and pockets it. “You get to get shitfaced before everyone else does. Though the other prefects don’t like it, so don’t tell.”> Try to get her to let you have some> Try to convince Hannah to sell you a bottle> Just enjoy the conversation> Other (Write in)
>>5749809> Try to convince Hannah to sell you a bottle
>>5749809>Just enjoy the conversation
>>5749808> Just enjoy the conversationI like Arly, she's not bad for a puff.
>>5749648she's too unreliable for any trust right now, I think. Maybe if we can exorcise whatever bad juju is in her head
>>5749821>>5750067>>5750071The conversation goes on as you grow privy to some spicier details of the lives of several teachers, details you’re sure no one but a teacher’s kid could ever get their hands on. Soon Lily’s firewhisky arrives, and she downs it in one go, before smiling in your direction and asking for another.“So,” Lily asks once she’s done regaling you with why exactly the last Defense Professor had been fired (she’d been found with two fifth-years in a broom closet). “Slytherins. House of ambition and cunning. People go to Gryffindor because they’re brave, but you don’t need to be brave about anything, just in general. But ambition? You need something to be ambitious towards. A goal. What are yours?”“I want to summon a demon,” Raven says, absolutely delighted that anyone asked. “I want to create a summoning circle, I want to find the right incantation, and then I want to find the right cage, and then I’m going to find the biggest, baddest demon with the biggest… horns, and then I’m going to…” She glances at both you and Taylor, then at Lily, clearly deciding at that very moment she didn’t need to reveal all her plans. “I’m going to discover all its secrets. Yes, I’m going to imprison it, and get its… secrets.”Both you and Taylor muffle a laugh. Both you have been told, several times and in graphic detail, what exactly she intends to get from her imprisoned demon.“I see,” Lily says with a raised eyebrow. “Remind me to introduce you to a friend of my father. I think you and Luna will have a wonderful time together. How about you, Taylor?”“I’m going to go to the moon,” he says, simply. That seems to honestly surprise Lily, even more than Raven’s demon plan. “I’ll go to the moon, and I’ll build a house there.”“Right… I don’t think you can quite breathe on the moon.”“Well, yes, but that’s why the muggles invented breathing robes that work there. I don’t know how well the bubble charm works on the moon, so when I figure out a way of going there, I’ll take one of those with me.”“Summoning a demon and getting its secrets, and building a house on the moon. Very big goals,” Lily says, impressed. “And you, Little Elliot? What is your great ambition?”> To become a great ruler (From where? And how would you rule?)> To discover something no one has discovered before (New lands? A rule of magic?)> To create something grand (A potion? A spell? A construct?)> To achieve something awesome (Great power? Save people?)> Write in.> The ambition doesn't need to be realistic, possible or achievable before leaving Hogwarts (both Taylor's and Raven's are pretty out there), but it is still a goal to look towards. I won't give more than general suggestions unless asked, as it is a big part of the character, so feel free to fill in with whatever idea you like
>>5750106throwing a curve ball here and giving him something relatively undecided yet and say he wants to leave his mark in the wizarding world, in some way shape or form, something like a combination of all options, be recognized or somewhat remembered for future generations
>>5750106> Write in.“In the long term? No clue. Right now, I think my goal is to take things as they come. And perhaps have another butterbeer.
>>5750108>>5750141I refuse to be out-ambitioned by our friends>>5750106> I want to create a portion of eternal life. 150 years seems to little too live
>>5750106>>5750312Potion of eternal, or at least vastly extended, life sounds good to me
>>5750106> To discover something no one has discovered before (New lands? A rule of magic?)Atlantis asw real, so what about Lemuria? Or Mu? How much of pseudo-science is actually hidden occult knowledge?
>>5750106>>5750387> To discover something no one has discovered before (New lands? A rule of magic?)Something like this Anon said, something like Agartha, or Hy Brasil, or Hyperborea.
>>5750106>I once heard a tale about something called the Cintāmaṇi stone. It's an object in some muggle religions that can grant wishes. I want to make one of my own, a wish-granting stone...if Nicolas Flamel can create the Philosopher's Stone, I can make this.
>>5750499Oh, and for other people to reference:Cintāmaṇi is a wish-fulfilling jewel within both Hindu and Buddhist traditions, said by some to be the equivalent of the philosopher's stone in Western alchemy.It's basically the same tier as the philosopher's stone, but with a different function and purpose.
I think I know a way to make both of the main ideas work together.People of these lost places lived for thousands of years, had a shitload of magic potions and artifacts right? But modern wizards don't.So either the knowledge was lost when they fell, or the raw materials were. So we must find the /x/ schizo lands to make the immortality potion and the wish rock
>>5750106> To become a great ruler (From where? And how would you rule?)to rule is to exalt all the people under you - we'd naturally seek rulership of Britain, first by taking over the Ministry of Magic and then by solidifying our house as wizarding nobility, by marriage or otherwise(if this morphs into being the dictator perpetuus of Wizarding Britain I have no objections, of course)
>>5750509>become Wizard Hitler 2kek
>>5750512Hey, control over others is the classic ambition for a reason! If Granger got to be Minister of Magic AND raise her family's status, we can do better.
>>5750518did you forget her (muggle) family was already well-off and that she made them forget she exists
>>5750506That works. I mean, the wish rock has to be SOMEWHERE if there are legends about it, right? Maybe we can just find it instead of make it!
>>5750506I like this, full blown /x/files wizard would be cool.
Let me try to consolidate these ideas into something cohesive. There seems to be a few main lines of ideas (other than becoming Wizard Hitler 3: Electric Boogaloo)> Live forever> Find Lost Power> Find the Lost CivilizationAnd either one could lead to the other > Finding a Civilization could lead to power, which leads to immortality> Finding a great power, which allows us to become immortal, which gives us time to find the lost civilization> Getting immortality, so we can amass great power, so we can use it to divine the location of the lost civilization> Etc.And we're pretty sure one thing can lead to the other, but what's really important is that it all eventually leads to us doing the related image. Is that correct?
>>5750551Seem about right.We will reclaim what was lost!
Wait, would that makes us wizard Indiana Jones?
>>5750551Exactly! We will find the truth™!
>>5750558sounds more like we'd end up like Luna's crackpot dad, at least i think that was her dad?
>>5750561To be frank, I think the entire trio would have been best friends with Luna, if only they had been born four decades earlier.
>>5750561looked it up, it was her dad that was the crackpot who told them about the wand
>>5750564You're only a crackpot if you're wrong, anon. Otherwise you're a visionary
>>5750562>Incubus summoner>Moon settler>Lost civilization theoristYeah, we definitely would.
>>5750565he was a nut that lived in the middle of nowhere
>>5750570A *visionary* nut who lived in the middle of nowhere and who was exactly correct
>>5750551As soon as she asks, your friends groan. They know what is coming, but there is no way of stopping it. A fire lights in your eyes, and it comes accompanied by a wide array of hand gestures as you explain your grand vision."I want to find a Lost place. We know that people a thousand years ago were more powerful than we were, and could do even grander things. Like Hogwarts, for example. By logic, if we go even further back, people could do even grander and greater things. But, somehow, these things, these places, were lost to time.""But clues to these places still exist!" You say, suddenly standing up from your chair. "Lost in legend and myth, in stories and tales. Like how Beedle the Bard made the Tale of the Three Brothers into a children's fable, the truth about these places is hidden in plain sight. Thule, Ker Ys, the Isles of the Blessed or, even, yes, Atlantis itself." "And wherever these places lay, it is my intent to find them and unravel their secrets." You pull your chair in front of you, so you can put one foot on it and lean forward. "Through cunning and shrewd, I shall crack these unknowns open. I will walk into these Lost cities and places, and I will discover what lays within them, be it the Fountain of Youth, the Cradle of Magic, or Alatyr and Cintamani, and I shall take them for myself and remake them in my image."You stop, savoring the images only you can see of distant lands and impossible cities, all waiting to be plundered by yours truly. It is the solitary clapping sound that takes you off your euphoria-induced trance."Wow, that was certainly something, wasn't it, folks?" Arty says, picking up any empty bottles. "Have you ever thought about picking up theater? I think you'd do well. Anyway, can I get you all another round?""Yes, please," Lily says. "I think I need another one after that.""And that's why we're bullied," Raven explains."That is one of the reasons why we're bullied," Taylor corrects her. "Don't think your demon fetish isn't a part of it too.""Shut up, moon man."You sit back down, ignoring the stares your speech has gained you, the flame inside you relit. It has been years since you spoke about it, the daily school life might have dimmed it for a while, but the dream of Atlantis burns bright within you once again.[Cont.]
>>5750584 “So, Atlantis, infinite power and eternal youth, huh?” Lily asks, once her firewhisky arrives. “Anything else on your list?”“No, I think that’s pretty much it. Though if it is possible to get eternal life beforehand, well, that would take the time pressure off.”“Well, unfortunately for you, Flamel died a few decades ago.”“Flamel’s recipe was flawed,” you say dismissively. “By the end he was a frail mess of skin and brittle bones, a couple more years and he’d have died anyway. Not that I would say no to his recipe, of course. It did buy him six hundred years of extra time, which I would enjoy having.”“I see,” she says, amused. “And you suppose that wizards beforehand really were more powerful, and not that we’re just losing knowledge because of the Interdict of Merlin?”“What’s that?” Taylor asks.“It’s why we have physical schools,” you answer, annoyed. The interdict was always brought up in these sorts of conversations. “The Interdict stops anyone from getting knowledge of powerful spells out of books, even if you find and read a powerful wizard's notes they won't make sense to you. It has to go from one living mind to another. You can still learn basic spells, but anything more powerful you either need to be taught or figure it out yourself from scratch. Supposedly it was…” You stop as the realization strikes you. “The very last thing he ever did.”“Yes,” Lily says, as you are too stunned to keep talking. “So instead of us just being weaker, we just know less. So you and I could build a Hogwarts of our own, if we just knew how. So even if Elliot could find Atlantis, he couldn’t use their books.”The insult to your vision brings you back.“No, because as I just said, the interdict only affects spells. Not artifacts. Or potions.”She still stares at you with an amused look, but she raises her hands in defeat.“Alright, alright, I know when I’m beat. Well, this was fun, but we should probably start heading back to Hogwarts. Curfew will start soon.”“Are you coming, Arty?” Raven asks as the Hufflepuff passes you by.“Huh? Oh, no, Professor Potter got me permission to stay here on the weekends to work! But I’ll probably see you during the week, or at least when you come back here!”So, with you kicking yourself for not realizing the potential connection between “Merlin’s last light” and the Interdict, you all return to Hogwarts.> +50 points of Merlin’s Last Light researchPick 3 activities for you to focus on over the next two weeks:> Train with Lily (+4 to Battle Rolls)> Study Moste Potente Potions (+4 to Potions)> Study with Taylor (+4 to Astronomy)> Study with Raven (+4 to Muggle Studies)> Study another subject (+2 to another subject)> Research whatever is happening to you> Research the visions in your dream> Research “Merlin’s last light”> Research Lost Cities> Other (Write in)
It's beginning of September still right?
>>5750611Same as before I guess. Lily, potions, last lightWonder if anything from our other classes is entering our head
>>5750611> Research whatever is happening to you> Research the visions in your dream> Research “Merlin’s last light”
>>5750613Your're right in the middle of september. These will be the last two weeks of the month, so you will finish at the start of October.
>>5750611>Train with Lily (+4 to Battle Rolls)>Study Moste Potente Potions (+4 to Potions)>Research “Merlin’s last light”
>>5750614> Wonder if anything from our other classes is entering our headThe tests are based around an average sixth year, so it is, it is just not represented in your rolls so I don't have to add a "+20 to your roll because you're a sixth year" and then bump all DCs by 20 to compensate. Your bonuses are indicators of where you excel past the average, and things that affect this are extra studies, such as with Lily or the weekly extra Battle Classes with Harry.>>5750614>>5750621>>5750630>>5750645Once more, you dive into your book. “Moste Potente” is fascinating, going into detail about not only potions and its components, but also the properties that could be extracted from them. It goes at length how every part of a dragon can be used, from its eyes, to its class, its scales and even its breath, with recommendations on other works for you to follow if you wanted to dominate, kill or befriend a dragon to acquire the ingredients.Also a possibility was for you to start brewing the Polyjuice potion. You had the necessary ingredients, and with the Room of Requirement you had a safe space to start. You’re just not sure whether your skills are up to the task. If you start now, and you succeed, the potion should be done by mid october. If you fail, however, you will have wasted your hard earned money on nothing.> +2 to Potion Rolls! Total: +14Also, a choice:> Start working on Polyjuice> Wait until you have more experiencea lot of your days are spent in the library. Merlin’s last light might be connected to Merlin’s interdict, but if it is, the connection isn’t easy to see. You dive into stories about him, all sorts of tales of why, when and how he created the Interdict, but the Old English is difficult to parse and understand as the language changed a lot since the 10th century. Dates are also a bother, as between then and now the calendars have changed a fair bit.“Fuck you Caesar, you absolute fuckwit. Couldn’t you have made a proper calendar from the start?”“Blame the Earth,” Taylor says. “It’s not the Julian calendar’s fault the earth isn’t spinning exactly 365 and a quarter times a year.”So you keep on searching, diving deep into the lore of the 10th century incarnation of Merlin, the one who had created the Interdict in the 10th century and blocked their powerful spells to reach the modern day.> Roll a d100. Best of 3 to see how far you progress in your discovery of Merlin’s Last Light
Rolled 80 (1d100)>>5750707> Start working on Polyjuice
Rolled 63 (1d100)>>5750707> Wait until you have more experience
Rolled 29 (1d100)>>5750707> Wait until you have more experience
>>5750707> Wait until you have more experience
>>5750707> Wait until you have more experienceare there "similar" potions we can practice with that use less rare ingredients? Additionally, if we're using the book, we may as well start obtaining common potion ingredients and making common useful potions for fights. They seem like they'll come up. Maybe nothing lethal, but vials of smoke aren't bad to have at minimum. Also I guess we're prob getting an additional +1-2 from Harry's battle class.
>>5750835Also just occured to me: If the room survived the fire, will practicing potions possibly reveal Snape's potion book copy?
>>5750707Slight mistake on this, it was supposed to be a +4 to to potions, as it is a double week, for a total of 16>>5750839According to Lily, while the Room of Requirement survived, the “Room of Hidden Things version of it was destroyed,” so Snape’s book probably went along with it, as far as you know. Of course, the version of the story you know, which closely resembles the books, never tells if Harry took the book out of the room before the Fiendfyre.>>5750715>>5750718>>5750760>>5750835You decide to not start working on Polyjuice right now. Too many things can go wrong, and you don’t want to accidentally turn into a cat because you messed up a potion. Still, you do go looking into the Room of Requirement to see if it can give you a proper lab, taking the opportunity to show the place to your friends.“I want a place where I can brew potions.”“I want a place where I can be hidden.”“I want a place where I can experiment.”Thrice you walk past the empty wall, and the door materializes in front of you. Inside, you are greeted with a variety of cauldrons, pippets, spoons, stirrers, beakers, containers and, most importantly, a variety of basic ingredients so you can build at least basic potions.“Oh, wow,” Raven says looking into a pot of salamander eyes. “Slughorn won’t be happy if he ever looks into the school’s potion supplies. At least I think that the room needs to take it from somewhere, right? It can’t just materialize all these things.”“First exception to Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration,” Taylor says. “You can’t produce food out of nothing. You can only summon it.”“I don’t think salamander eyes count as food.”“You’d be surprised.”“No, Taylor is right. You also can’t use anything transfigured in potions, the magic seeps into it and destroys the whole thing. If the room isn’t lying to us about us being able to use it to brew potions, it is summoning it from somewhere. Should be simple enough to check.”You roll up your sleeves, pick up some of your private ingredients from your personal pouch and set out to work, mashing rat tails, macerating porcupine quills and mixing in billywig stings to make a simple Hair-raising potion.“Color and smell look good, should be safe to drink.” You give it one last safety sniff, then drink the sour tasting potion. “How do I look?”“Like an idiot,” Raven says. “Also, your hair is up.”“Good, the ingredients are real. Don’t know who we’re stealing from, but we’d be using them in Potions class anyway, so we should be good.”Soon however it is time for Transfiguration classes, and you are met with the cold stare of your scottish headmistress, who looks disapprovingly at your new, if temporary look. It is rare that she comes down to Transfiguration class, as the much less busy Professor Irakay teaches it day to day, so her presence is unusual to say the least.[Cont.]
>>5750887“Before Professor Irakay starts class, it is high time for a warning,” she says, severe. “Professor Potter’s class, which he finally convinced me to allow, is no doubt giving many of you ideas. I am sure at least one of you has thought about using one of your other classes in your battles, which is fine and well when it comes to, say Divination,” (or potions, you add mentally, already brewing plans,) “But not, and I repeat, NOT transfiguration!”“In battles you may use any of what you have been taught to be safe transfiguration. By that I mean, of course, any transfiguration which uses a specific spell. Should you need to transform a small object into a bird, for example, you may feel free to use the Avifors spell. Should you need to do any impromptu sewing during your battles, you may use acusiasus spell to turn a small piece of wood into a needle. Were any damage to afflict your birds or your needles, they would reverse to their original form before any other effects could take place. Not so with free transfiguration, which you are not to use in battle, under no circumstance.”She writes down the same rules Professor Irakay has written every single class for the past five years:I will never Transfigure anything into a liquid or gas.I will never Transfigure anything that looks like food or anything else that goes inside a human body.I will never Transfigure anything that is to be burned because it could make smoke.“Transforming anything into anything is, as I am sure Professor Irakay has said many times, extremely dangerous. Should you turn a metal ball into a piece of wood, burn it and breathe the smoke, what will happen when it distransfigures? St. Mungus, that’s what will happen! In controlled environments, free transfiguration is safe if you follow its rules. Battles are not safe environments. They are chaos, as I am sure you will soon learn.”“During a battle you may think to transfigure something into a great block of stone to give you cover. It breaks none of the rules you know. However, If your enemy casts bombarda your great stone is now dust, which will get into not only your irresponsible lungs and eyes, it will get into the eyes and lungs of your friends. As such, the correct answer to seeing a friend use free transfiguration during battle should be to cast ‘Finite Incantatem’ and then call Potter so he can expel them. Is that understood by every student in this class?”The class nods, stunned.“I asked, is that understood, class?”“Yes, Headmistress!” The class bellows in unison.“Very well. The class is yours, Professor Irikay.”--Finally, Thursday arrives, and with it comes your training with Lily. Will you go with your friends, or will you go train with her alone?> Take Raven and Taylor> Go alone
>>5750890> Go aloneAnnuda wun
>>5750890>Take Raven and TaylorThey complained last time
>>5750890> Go aloneWe might also wanna look into Avalon at some point, it's related to Merlin though King Arthur, one of those lost places we're interested in and in the UK
>>5750890> Take Raven and Taylor
Just a headsup that I'll be off the grid for the next couple of days, and only be back on Sunday or Monday, so it's possible this is the last vote of the thread. See you guys in a few days on your training with your perfectly stable and mentally healthy friend!
>>5750890> Go alone>>5751136Thanks for the heads up and see you then. It's been a very interesting quest so far, I'm looking forward to seeing how it progresses!
>>5750890> Go aloneI walk a lonely road...
also, I did some digging on Harry Potter's Merlin -Sir Cadogan's portrait is a potential lead we should follow, as he was supposedly Merlin's friend.There's also a rune Merlin marked his shit with on Pottermore, but we can't really see anything directly so meh. I think portaits are our best bet.>>5751136question, do you know what specs our wand has?
>>5752853Consult this post for QM status>>5751136
>>5750890>Take Raven and TaylorWe know they want to go as well, so we should bring them. Plus maybe this time we won't get our asses kicked as badly if we bring them
>>5751136Just caught up! This quest is great so far, and I look forward to more of it. Also, we're only on page 3 and quests usually take 30-to-40 days to fall off the catalogue. You'll be fine to continue this one for a while.
>>5750890> Take Raven and TaylorWhat >>5750911 said. No metagaming here, no siree.
Hey everyone!> Go alone>>5750900>>5750912>>5751152>>5751557> Take Raven and Taylor>>5750911>>5751091>>5752935>>5752973> Have my quest on a tie> Leave for three days> Come back to see more posts and votes> Still a tieAmazing.>>5751567> question, do you know what specs our wand has?This wasn't decided yet, as wand-specs and their strengths/weaknesses have never been well defined in the series. We can vote for it, if you guys prefer, or I can just come up with something. So, while I wait a couple more hours for someone to vote on going alone or as a group, here's another vote.> QM decides our wand> Pick our wand. Write in what your wand is like. It may give you a +4 in one of Charms/Battle/Dark Arts/Transfiguration, or a +6 in one and a -2 in anotherCommonly used wand cores by Ollivander are Unicorn Hair, Dragon Heartstring and Phoenix Feather, though any common magic material is fine. Only ban is on "made from unknown material/core" sort of thing. Your wand should be "normal" for most intents and purposes.I'm trying to minimize "extra bonuses" coming from random things, as I'd like to stop the quest from becoming a bloat of stats and focus on roleplay more than actual mechanics.>>5750890I'll wait a couple more hours to see if anyone votes on this and roll a d2 if it is still a tie.
>>5753255Can I pick option 3, roll for a random wand?
>>5753255>Take Raven, and Taylor>QM decides our wandA wizard does not pick a wand, a wand picks a wizard.
>>5752972Thanks for the compliment! It has been a while since I've run anything, so I didn't know how long threads last nowadays. >>5753282Sure. Going by Pottermore's wand quiz, that's a d3+d21+d38 (that's core, length and wood. I'm leaving out flexibility as that's dependent on the other 3)
Rolled 3 (1d3)>>5753289We can only roll one dice at a time, so let's begin.
Rolled 5 (1d21)>>5753290Now length.Unless someone else wants to roll for it
Rolled 14 (1d38)>>5753291And now wood
>>5753290>>5753291>>5753292That would be a 10.5 inches cedar wand, with Phoenix Core, just slightly springy. Phoenix cores are rare, capable of the greatest range of magic. They show the most initiative, sometimes acting of their own accord, always the pickiest when it comes to potential owners, for the creature from which they were taken was one of the most independent and detached in the world. They are the hardest to tame and to personalize, and their allegiance was usually hard won.It grants you a +2 to Battle Magic rolls, at least until you prove yourself to it. Once you do, who knows how much better it will perform?
>>5753309Well, that would be my vote.Like this anon said >>5753284, a wand picks the wizard, not the other way around
>>5753255> Pick our wand. Write in what your wand is like. It may give you a +4 in one of Charms/Battle/Dark Arts/Transfiguration, or a +6 in one and a -2 in another>>5753309But I do like this option quite a bit.
You decide last time was a bit of a dick move to not call Raven and Taylor, so this time all three of you approach the Room of Requirement, its door already materialized. You enter only to see-“Watch out!”A yellow trimmed robe dives by you almost colliding with Raven, tripping and falling to the floor.“Oh, hi!” Says Arty, from the ground.“Arty, what are you doing here?”“Oh, a couple of days ago I met Lily on the corridor, and I remembered she was Potter’s daughter and friends with you, and since you three are not dickheads I figured she wouldn’t be a dickhead either. So I asked her if she could help me with battle magic, and she said that she was helping you out and she could help me out too, and then I mentioned it to a couple of friends, and… well, things got a bit out of control.”In front of you, there is a small warzone of about ten fifth year Hufflepuffs. Spells are flying everywhere without aim or purpose, people are dodging and weaving (mostly unnecessarily, since most spells are going off course anyway), blocking and generally just trying their best. Meanwhile, Lily watches it all with a distraught look on her face.“Hey,” you say, approaching. “Got your hands full?”“I started with one-on-one battles, but their aim was so bad that one pair hit the other, and then it devolved into this. Most of them aren’t even in dad's class, they’re just here because their friends are. I don’t even know where to fucking begin. This isn't a battle,” she says, waving her hand to the mess in front of her. “This is just…”“Utter bloody chaos?” You offer.“Yeah. At least I got this lot to promise me to not mention it to anyone else, which I should have done to Artemis too, but…” She sighs, rubbing her nose. “Are you up to helping me today?”“I’ll see what I can do.”“Right. Let me put a stop to this.” She picks up a whistle from a nearby table you could swear wasn’t there a moment ago, and blows hard. The chaos slowly comes to a halt, as the puffs start peeking their heads out. “Ok, everyone. This battle was fun, but let's calm down a bit. We need to work on aim first. Everyone line up against the wall.”She puts all of them in a line, then sets up targets a few meters away.“Right. Stand still, then fire at the target. Once you get a bullseye three times in a row, you can move the target a couple of meters back.”Soon, the room is filled with the sounds of casting, though much less chaotic than before.“Right, this should give us four the chance to talk a bit,” she says, sounding embarrassed with the entire situation.> Talk about using potions during battle (No improvements to battle Magic, but you discover how to use potions in battle effectively, which might give you bonuses.)> Train normally (+4 to Battle Rolls)> Help with training the Hufflepuffs> Discuss something else (Write In.)
>>5753368> Talk about using potions during battle (No improvements to battle Magic, but you discover how to use potions in battle effectively, which might give you bonuses.)
>>5753368> Talk about using potions during battle (No improvements to battle Magic, but you discover how to use potions in battle effectively, which might give you bonuses.)We are food with potions, so might as well get more out of it.
>>5753368>Help with training the HufflepuffsThe faster these guys get the fuck out the faster we get our rematch with Lily(also we can talk about battle potions after we help them out)
>>5753368> Train normally (+4 to Battle Rolls)We likely know something's off with her, even if we don't know what it is.Learning potion fighting is something we might want to practice on our own so we have an edge in the future. It's obviously not a common art. >> Talk about using potions during battle (No improvements to battle Magic, but you discover how to use potions in battle effectively, which might give you bonuses.)
>>5753444meant use potions during battle if we don't have enough 'something's off' by virtue of obliviate
>>5753444I mean I think the most we know is that we shouldn't trust her easily, thanks to her being Harry's daughter. The way we've been playing Elliot I don't think we know about anything wrong with her right now. We'd need to get a clue to help us remember our lost memories or catch her talking to her puppeteer again
>>5753444Fair, fair.>>5753368Changing from >>5753378 to > Help with training the Hufflepuffs
>>5753526we know something is up but we can't think of what
>>5753368> Talk about using potions during battle (No improvements to battle Magic, but you discover how to use potions in battle effectively, which might give you bonuses.)Long term investment.
>>5753592>>5753475>>5753468>>5753379>>5753378“Using potions in Battle Class?” Lily asks as you suggest the idea, sitting down on the floor. You, Taylor and Raven sit down, too. “I never thought too much about it, but… Well, you have the obvious use of Felix Felicis, but since that has addictive properties my dad will probably ban it from being used. It’s banned in competitions too, so I wouldn’t try it. You also wouldn’t be able to get an enemy to drink any poisons, but… Not all potions are made for drinking.”“You could use a Garroting Potion to create a choking gas and turn a whole area hostile to anyone without a bubble-head charm or nonverbal spells. Or a Scintillation Solution to splash people and make them shine so you always know when they’re approaching.”“Remember when I taught you about Protection, Disablement and Control?” She asks, and you nod. “As far as I can think, and I’m not the best with potions even though Slughorn insists I go to his club, you are probably better off using potions on either Protection or Control. Give Girding Potions to tired allies, for example, or create areas where people can’t go.”“If you’re focusing on a single target, you’re better off using a spell, but a group of soldiers hiding behind a blockade? Chuck a Erumpent potion in there and blow them up. Though that might be a little too potent for battle class, so you might have to dilute it a bit.” She thinks a bit further. “The difficult part of using potions for battle isn’t the potions themselves, it’s the prep time. In a face to face battle, you don’t have time to brew it, you need to bring it prepped. Though I’m sure my father would consider a valid move the first time you bring one along, before putting up rules against it. And next month…”“What happens next month?” You ask as her voice drifts off.“Oh, nothing. You’ll figure it out soon enough. But I’d recommend trying a potion out in one of your battles before then, or you might miss out on the fun.”Raven butts in.“You could use potions to channel powers you normally couldn’t.”“True,” Lily agrees. “An army of first years chucking Erumpent Potions could do a lot of damage. But I'm afraid I don’t know enough about potions to help you on that front. You might have to try Slughorn for that.”[Cont.]
>>5753769You spend some time talking about your potions and strategies on how to use them in battle, trying to come up with ways to effectively store them so they don’t break inside your pouch, and other tactical plays. Eventually, however, the Hufflepuffs are exhausted, and Lily stands.“That was good for today! I think everyone’s aim is much better!”And it’s true. Most of the targets are now several meters away, with Arty’s being the farthest. She shouts in glee every times she hits one, letting out a “Take that, Brighton you fuck!” every now and then. “I’m sorry we couldn’t train much today,” she says apologetically as she stretches out a hand to help you up. As you stand, she holds the grip for a few seconds longer, looking you in the eye. “I’ll make it up to you next time, Little Elliot.”--The days pass and you think about your conversation with Lily about potions. You don’t have much time to brew, but some potions are quicker to make. When the last Battle Class of the month arrives, you have a vial ready to go.“Now,” Professor Potter says. “Pair up. We’ll see how much you improved in battle since our first class.”“Oh good,” Brighton says as you two face each other. “I’ll love to beat you again.”“Really? You didn’t seem so eager to beat me in Hogsmeade. Too afraid to let mom see she raised a twat? Maybe she wouldn’t get you your allowance this month, if she knew?”The spells are flying before you know it.You can either fight fair, or use the one potion you brewed. Which one is it?> Fight fair, save your potion for later> Drink a Girding Potion to give you more endurance and allow you to fight longer.> Throw a diluted Erumpent Potion, cause an explosion at his feet> Throw a bottle of Garroting Gas, will make him and people around him to choke and suffocate> Splash yourself with a Scintillation Solution, to make yourself shine brightly and harder to look at
>>5753770> Fight fair, save your potion for laterI thing this asshole will just become even more annoying if we cheat
>>5753770> Fight fair, save your potion for later
>>5753770>Fight fair, save your potion for later
>>5753770>> Fight fair, save your potion for laterIf the baddy's in the room, less for them to leverage. We paranoia now.
>>5753770i wanna say Garroting Gas, but given how everybody is voting for a fair fight (booo) i have no option but to join in since im 100% not winning that battle, so> Fight fair, save your potion for later
>>5753770> Throw a bottle of Garroting Gas, will make him and people around him to choke and suffocate>>5753815Even if it loses, it’s better that you throw out your opinion. Who knows, a few people might agree with you and turn the tide.
>>5753770>Drink a Girding Potion to give you more endurance and allow you to fight longer.
>>5753770> Fight fair, save your potion for laterSaving our secret weapon for when it's really needed.
>>5753815What this guy said >>5753919We have different voters who vote at different times, so you never know when different people might join in the vote, or what might sway it the other way. I try to keep the spaces between posts at around 4 hours precisely to give time for different people to vote. In fact, two of the three votes after you were in favor of using potions (which might have been a fairer vote, now that I think about it, between using the potion or not, and then on which potion to use, but lesson learned)>>5753772>>5753774>>5753779>>5753799>>5753815>>5753858Honestly thought this vote would go completely the opposite way. > Roll a d100+4. Beat two out of 3d100+12
Rolled 1 + 4 (1d100 + 4)>>5753959
>>5753963I think this is a sign you should stop rolling for a while
Rolled 73 (1d100)>>5753959
Rolled 16 + 4 (1d100 + 4)>>5753995Maybe this time I'll get the dice working
>>5753998Ok maybe I shouldn't have rolled either but >>5753996 will carry us(assuming the QM lets it slide since the +4 wasnt added)
Rolled 58 + 4 (1d100 + 4)>>5753959This is why you roll like this
>>5753963Let’s just hope that 1s aren’t critfails
>>5753963On the bright side, drinking the potion wouldn't have mattered
Rolled 43, 57, 96 + 12 = 208 (3d100 + 12)>>5753963>>5753996>>5753998Oh wow. Welp, let's hope Brighton rolls like shit.
>>5754244108 77 69It seems Brighton has been taking his battle classes seriously, because he falls on you with spell after spell. You try to parry and dodge, but he rains Stupefys on you. Fortunately, this time the fighting areas have debris, large objects littering the area to simulate a real battle scenario, so you dive behind a toppled metal cart.“Bombarda!”The cart is launched forward and over you, and you shout a “Protego!“ to avoid being crushed by it. You roll to the side until you find cover again before shouting “Accio Brighton’s Shirt!” and hear as he’s pulled forward and slams against something heavy. You spin out of cover with a “Depulso!”, sending the large table Brighton had just slammed against flying towards him. But he is ready for it, falling backwards, allowing the table to pass over him and casting a “Depulso!” of his own from the floor.It hits you right in the chest and you are launched backwards, falling on your feet at a weird angle. You feel it twist and stifle a groan of pain as you limp behind a large metal chest strewn on the floor.> Accio him closer and try to make your fist meet his face> Depulso the chest you’re using as cover towards him> Use your potion (Which one? Girding, Erumpent, Garroting or Scintillation?)> Other (Write In.)
>>5754304> Accio him closer and try to make your fist meet his face
>>5754304>Accio him closer and try to make your fist meet his face
>>5754304Welp, looks like it's time for a>Girding Potionafter all. Maybe we can try to drink it sneaky-like?
>>5754304>Girding potionAnons, please don't try to fistfight on a bad ankle
>>5754317>>5754391>>5754479You look around, searching for where to go, but your ankle is throbbing. Fortunately, it seems Brigthon is also taking the time to recover his thoughts as the spells stop flying for the moment. You look around, catching a hint of red from the corner of your eyes, turning to see Lily watching you from the audience, She winks at you, then puts her hands together side by side, then "flaps" them, as if they were wings from a bird.Is she telling you to... use birds?You look around the field and see the many small pebbles and stones from Brighton's Bombarda, starting to come up with a plan. But if you're going to do this, you'll need to run. With your ankle in this state you wont get very far, but perhaps you can make do with some enthusiasm.You reach into your pouch and fetch your Girding potion, swallowing it as fast as you can. The effects are immediate, as you feel the tiredness you'd gained from all previous protegos, stupefys and all the dashing and running from the previous moments wash away.You look at your target, creating a plan A and a plan B, like Lily said. You create the movement in your head. Then you bolt. You jump out of your cover, dashing towards a pile of rocks and debrees before shouting "Avifors!". The small pieces of rubble turn into a dozen birds, immediately scared away by the wizard running at them. They fly away, over the fighting area and directly above where Brighton is hiding, which is when you shout,"Finite Incantatem!"> Three people roll a d100+9 (+4 from Battle Class, -5 from the ankle, + 10 from the potion). Beat two out of 3d100+12
Rolled 68 + 9 (1d100 + 9)>>5754512
Rolled 5 + 9 (1d100 + 9)>>5754512
Rolled 59 + 9 (1d100 + 9)>>5754512Pew
Rolled 56, 89, 11 + 12 = 168 (3d100 + 12)>>5754519>>5754531>>5754537Y'all really need to start rolling better
>>5754555Ideally, yeah, but with rolls like THAT for Brighton, we at least stand a chance!
>>5754555I'll be honest, I didn't expect a tie.--101 77 68The rocks fall on top of him with force, the kind of thing that would have severely injured a muggle, but to wizards was very much survivable. He falls to the floor clutching his head, looking dizzy by the attempt, but aware enough to protego himself from your stupefy.You keep battling, the potion keeping you steady against him as both of you are reduced to what amounts to barely controlled burst of energy and half cast shields. You roll to the floor picking up a piece of a table to block his stunner before casting your own, just to see he's been reduced to throwing one of your rocks back at you. The battle stretches out, Longbottom clearly exhausted, but unwilling to give in, until both of you sound the exact same spell."Expelliarmus!""Expelliarmus!"The spells pass by each other, both hitting the target, your wands flying off your hands and clattering to the floor at the same time. You two recover, looking at each other, both wondering if you should dive to your wands or lunge at each other-A loud whistle sounds over the classroom. The fighting stops, and you notice several people were watching your battle, Potter included."Very well, everyone! That was... certainly impressive," he says, clearly looking at both you and Brighton as he speaks. "I see all of you have made progress in your skills, and I've seen some creative work here today. But there is only so much you can learn from a one on one fight. Real battling is done in wars. In wars you have soldiers, you have companions, you have people you can rely on, people you can learn from. It seems irresponsible to not give you the experience.""As such, starting next week, we will no longer battle alone. There are four houses in this school. As such, there shall be four armies. But, as our Headmistress wisely pointed out, we don't need old rivalries flaring up once more. And she is correct. Should you ever be in a real battle, you won't just be brother in arms with people who once belonged in your house. You won't lead people just from your house. As such, there shall be a commander from each house, and each commander shall be able to pick up to three members of their house. The rest of their army shall be exclusively people from other houses."There was intense murmur at that."But do not worry," he says, with a grin. "Generals can be toppled, or overthrown. Maintaining the loyalty of your soldiers is as paramount as defeating your enemy. So plot, scheme, and fight. I do believe you will all learn to enjoy the battle for the sake of battle."[Cont.]
>>5754643"So, our first generals! Please come join me on stage. From Griffyindor, Hugo Granger-Weasley."A boy with hair like fire and an exorbitant amount of freckles climbs up the stage. There's a lot of clapping, mostly from the red-trimmed robes. You notice Lily isn't one of them."From Hufflepuff, Apollo Pertinger!"A handsome blonde boy with a constant frown climbs up the stage. You've seen him before from a distance, but his ever-present brooding would never have made you guess he'd be picked as a commander. His look makes it clear he's as surprised as you are."From Ravenclaw, Brighton Longbottom!"Brighton looks at you with a tired sneer, picks up his wand off the floor and walks up the stage."And from Slytherin, Elliot Hallaster!"Uh, what? You look around at your friends, just to be sure you heard correctly. Your eyes meet Taylor's, who makes a "get on with it" gesture with his head. You stumble up the stage by Brighton, who's staring you like one would a particularly disgusting worm."You all will be informed of which commander you'll be serving under tomorrow. All of you who aren't up here are dismissed. Commanders, please follow me to my room. We have much to discuss."--The four of you follow Potter to his private room, where plans are laid out and lists of students are divided. He sits on his chair with a grin, waving his wand and summoning armchairs for you for to sit."So, I supposed you have much to ask," he says."Why us?" Apollo immediately blurts out."Why? Because you seemed the ones with most promise, in one way or the other. Either through ferocious battling, cleverness or raw power, you stood out. I may be wrong, of course. Maybe one of you are best suited as a second in command. We'll find out eventually.""Then put me as second in command," Apollo says. "I don't want this. I just want to to battle.""I refuse. Not until you have your first battle, at the very least. If you lose on purpose, trust me Apollo, will know, and I will kick you out of my class.""Psh!""Shall we have rooms of our own? Headquarters, I mean." Longbottom asks."Yes, the house elves are instructed to decorate it however you wish them to.""Are we going to have any powers to control our soldiers? Take out house points, for example?" Hugo asks. "How can we make sure they obey?""Oh, you can't. That's the fun part. The only reason they have to obey you is their own survival. Or passing the class, in this case. It is your job to make sure they want to do it.""That's not realistic.""Oh, it is. More than you could ever realize. Do watch out for backstabbers, Weasley. You won't die, just be demoted, but if you have any desire to become a head auror, or a head anything, you will need to find ways to motivate them." Potter turns to you. "How about you, Elliot? Any questions?"> Why did you pick me?> Where will we fight?> Who are in our armies?> Other (Write in)
>>5754646> Who are in our armies?> Where will we fight?
>>5754646> Where will we fight?> Who are in our armies?
>>5754643I'll be honest, I have no idea how you got these numbers. I could be misunderstanding the system though.From what I can see though, our first roll vs his first roll we win by 10, he wins by 87 on the second, we win by 45 on the third.
>>5754702Let me check>>575451977 (68 + 9) vs 68 (56+12)>>575453114 (5 + 9) vs 101 (89+12)>>575453768 (59 + 9) vs 23 (11+12)
>>5754702You rolled68+9 = 775+9 = 1459+9 = 68He rolled56+12 = 6889+12 = 10111+12 = 23Ordered, he has the largest one (101), you have the second highest (77) and you both tied for third. I figured it would be a simpler system than comparing one by one (Though I am open to changing it if people think it is confusing)
>>5754715So that's what beat two out of three means.I'm unsure about the system, both sides having a Bo3 would be way simpler, but we haven't played with the current one enough to know if it is better, and I'm not going to kill a system in it's crib purely out of convenience of being used to another.
>>5754720I like using a version of "2 out of 3" mostly because it gives me a level magnitude. If someone wins 3 out of 3, I'd consider that a complete win and the battle ends there. If someone gets a 2 out of 3 (Like in your fight with Lily or just now with Longbottom) there is another round to the fight, with the loser getting a penalty. It allows for a more involved battle than just one roll/attempt, changes in strategy and scape attempts if things seem too dire.I'll consider changing it to a one to one comparison, as It may be more fun (the variance of a single roll is greater than that of the 2 largest out of 3, after all, so it could lead to more tension). In any case, if I stick with the current system I'll change any next contested rolls to "Greatest 2 out of 3", as it will probably make it clearer what I mean.
>>5754737I like that extra depth.
>>5754737Makes sense to me, ad I'm fine with this system as-is.
>>5754646>Where will we fight?>Why did you pick me? (Ask this in PRIVATE)No chance he elaborates further on the second question with the rest of the commanders in the room, especially since we haven't really been winning our battles that much and he already gave a non-specific answer for it. Specifically, I want to ask if he picked us as commander so he can keep an eye on us better, since we don't really know where he stands right now with the whole storm thing, and the voice lady did say not to trust himAlso didn't he already answer the "who will be in our armies" question? No point in asking that unless I'm misreading something.>>5754737I'd rather do the one on one comparison version(since it could represent something like stages of the battle, for example), but I'm willing to stick with this version since we haven't been using it that long and I could just be underestimating it because of that
>>5754797Huh, he did>As such, there shall be a commander from each house, and each commander shall be able to pick up to three members of their house. The rest of their army shall be exclusively people from other houses.I must have missed that partBut he also said why he picked us too, just not specifically>Either through ferocious battling, cleverness or raw power, you stood out.I'm betting it was because of the potion. Or just because our disappearing thing.
>>5754715OHSomehow it didn't click for me that that's how you were doing it
>>5754801I'm inclined to believe it's just the disappearing thing because I don't think our potion tactic was all that special(unless it actually is in-universe; I barely remember much about Harry Potter canon), which is why I just wanna know straight up if it's just that.
>>5754826>>5754801What disappearing thing?>>5754646> You said we can pick a few people from our house to go with us? Why?
>>5754839The whole thing where "Hogwarts does not know you" and he can't remember us even under enchantment.
>>5754839Ah, fair. I was really confused thinking we had done some invisibility nonsense that is just missed completely
>>5754826That makes sense.>>5754839I couldn't think a way to describe what's happening to us, so I just used the quest's title.
>>5754849No we'll be getting that sometime in the next 3 threads>>5754839Support
>Who will be in our armies?"As I said, you can pick up to three friends from your house to accompany you. I don't want to destroy friendships, after all, and I do want you to have fun while battling. I find it improves both morale and learning. Other than your friends, each army will receive a balanced mix of sixth years of all the other houses.""Next Battle Class will be so you all can bond with your soldiers, but I expect you to coordinate training sessions and whatever else you believe to be necessary to win."> Where will we fight?"In the corridors of Hogwarts, in the Forbidden Forest maybe. In labyrinths and impossible places. Who knows? Half of the learning will be on how you react to your new environment. Some battles you will be warned in advance. Some you won't. In some, you will be given false information.""You all shall fight to the last soldier standing. Though no one is to use lethal methods, of course, we shall assume that, for the intents of the battle, anyone unconscious is dead, as it is likely the case in such situations. As such, any spells to wake up the fallen will be banned.""Another rule I will add," he says, turning to you. "Is that only the commander may bring potions into the fray, and only one such serving. While it is not realistic, I would prefer not to have anyone spend ridiculous amounts of money on potions, just for an edge in Battle Class. If you somehow manage to find a way to brew them in the field, however, it is all fair game as long as it isn't addictive."The other three ask their own array of questions, and eventually you all give the names of the housemates you wish to bring along with you. After that, they all turn to leave."Elliot, a moment, if you will."You stay behind and the others leave."I felt you wanted to ask me something. Is that correct?""Ah, yes, sir... I was just wondering why you picked me for this.""Are you afraid I just picked you to keep an eye on you?" He asks, serious. "No. I asked you because your other teachers, the ones who remember you, spoke highly of you. My daughter too, as I am afraid she has taken a liking to your mystery. But there is also more. Each of the ones I chose are people who could be great, but are holding themselves back.""You have great ambitions, if my ear in the Three Broomsticks is to be believed, but you hold yourself back. You are a Slytherin, and a pride to your house. You are clever, too. No one else thought about using potions, or if they did they didn't act on it. For most people, battling means wands, but you thought outside the box I presented you. You merged your interests with your needs, and used it to bring a stronger opponent to a standstill.” [Cont.]
>>5754932“Yet your circle of friends up until a few weeks ago consisted of two people. If there is one thing a Slytherin must have, it is friends, Elliot. Or, I suppose, at least material to blackmail a lot of people, if you wish to follow your house's darker roots. You have neither. You are content, but to become who you can to be, you will need allies.""Longbottom and Weasley have their... fair share of problems. Apollo is fiercely loyal, as a Hufflepuff is meant to be, but he can't connect to other people, can't find people to be loyal to. Being leaders will either bring out the best in them or the worst, it will bring the best or the worst in you, and if we are heading into a new storm, the magical world needs to know which. As soon as possible.""You're not just building school armies," you say. "You're building armies, full stop.""Is it that obvious?" he raises from his chair, turning to look out of a window. "Last time, a single man and a handful of death eaters threatened the entire magical Britain. And then he did it again, because nothing had changed. It was pathetic. If there is even a chance another threat may come, I'll make sure we'll have a fighting chance. I should have done this long ago.""Why didn't you?" You ask."Because I hoped I could spare as many generations as possible from war. The same reason I want to make learning about battle fun and fair. Because I do it hoping to Merlin it will never need to be used. Because as long as I have any doubt about the future, I can't force myself to destroy your childhood as a real war would."You stand in silence for several long seconds, before you understand you have been dismissed.> You have gained +2 to your Battle Rolls! Total:+6[Cont.]
>>5754934As October arrives, so does the inexorable Halloween spirit, which consistently seems to arrive earlier and earlier. It is simply an unbendable truth of time that yes, from October 1st forwards, round-ish things that should not be pumpkins will slowly be replaced by pumpkins, that the decorations will become spookier and, yes, the ghosts will enjoy every moment of it.For the living, however, time moves on as normal, and soon you have the list of your fifteen "soldiers". As Potter had said, no Slytherins except for the two you requested."So, Commander Elliot," Taylor says, in the same mocking tone he uses every time he calls you commander. "We need to decide on the name of our army. Snake Army, maybe? No, too Slytherin. Merlin's Army of Doom? Dragon Army?""God no.""You also need to decide how your command center will look like," Raven says. "You need something to match the name. Something grand, filled with darkness and shadow.""Or something functional that doesn't get in the way," Taylor suggests.Pick the name of your Army> Write inWhat style are you going with in your headquarters?> Go for a simple and functional look> Make a room fit for a Dark Lord. You shall have a throne, and it shall be made out of skulls.> Make it garish, in shades of pink and purple. There is nothing more demoralizing than being killed by an enemy dressed in bright magenta.> Make it a room for a hero of the ages. Glimmering armors and swords, statues and paintings of great deeds.> Other (Write in)
>>5754935> Cold Draught Knights> Make it a room for a hero of the ages. Glimmering armors and swords, statues and paintings of great deeds.There's nothing more shameful than being the person in bright magenta, to be fair. Something archaic is nice since it mirrors our dream of finding one of the grand old places of magic.
>>5754935>Poseidon SquadronYou know, because Atlantis?> Make it a room for a hero of the ages. Glimmering armors and swords, statues and paintings of great deeds.I like >>5754941 's logic.I got that Ender's game reference. What a conceptual crossover I never expected to see!
>>5754957It's entirely possible he's read muggle literature, I'm down for it. >>5754935> Go for a simple and functional lookA practical look for a practical boy>Other A book shelf that opens into the real roomEvery little meaningless secret is one more thing to bond over.
>>5754935>Cold Draught Knights>Go for a simple and functional lookIt’s spartan, but people gotta focus on training.
>>5754935>Army nameRaides of the Lost Worlds>Stylego full Disney´s Atlantis style, request a small treasure from every member of your army to produly display mounted in a wall or pedestal and fill the rest of the place with whatever magical animal you can get your hands on
>>5755068Voting for this. This is awesome. If we're going to lead people, they should know we're profoundly weird from the very start
>>5754935> Make it a room for a hero of the ages. Glimmering armors and swords, statues and paintings of great deeds>Victorious ExplorersPith helmets for everyone!
>>5755068This can work too, similar look to what I envisioned here >>5755185Of something more like a victorian adventurer club the a knight meeting hall.
>>5754935I like these two>>5755068>>5755185Going all in on the exploration stuff, with of course an abundance of Victorian styling. And pith helmets. And khaki.
Here's some more images for the pulp stuff.
>>5755338The image didn't go through for some reason
>>5755340This one because the other anon mentioned Dysney
>>5755345And this lat one is a real life club.But thinking about it, the eclectic theme for the room of requirement in hogwarts legacy also fits the style
>>5754957To be fair, I did take the Battle Class idea from HPMOR, which also references Enders Game (and which I highly recommend if you have the time to read 1M+ words)>>5755068>>5755082>>5755187>>5755323Behind a bookshelf on the third floor, there is now a room. It wasn't there a day ago, but this being Hogwarts, the castle adjusted to reflect the wishes of those who ask politely. The entrance wall is covered with small and large trinkets. Sixteen of them to be precise, each one given by a member of the illustrious Raiders of Lost Worlds. On the other five walls of this hexagonal room, there are five massive paintings, each of them portraying a lost civilization or place. To the left of the entrance, Avalon, a place of peace and healing, but also power. In its middle, a stone tomb with a magnificent sword resting upon it. To the right of the entrance, the city of gold, El Dorado, covered in trees yet glimmering yellow. To the side of Avalon, Ker Ys, with its pillars of marble and its dam protecting the city from the wrath of the sea. To the side of El Dorado, the upside-down city of Agartha, hanging from the crust of the Earth.On the side opposite to the entrance, was the sunken city of Atlantis, the shimmering waters covering the ruins of the once great city in a gentle blue. Spread around, there is also its fair share of statues and suits of armor.All around the room were several sixth years who were entirely amused by this."Why, old chap! I do say, this is an excellent location!" You hear one of your soldiers say in the poshest accent they can muster. "Though I can't help but find the lack of proper cigars appalling!""Yes, one would think such a respected establishment would invest in better catering to its guests, but alas!" The other one answers, cleaning his monocle with a handkerchief. "I am sure this will be solved in time. Shall we go find some peasants to whom we can flaunt the ridiculous wealth that allows us to spend so much time drinking, smoking and talking about places we'll never find?""That sounds like a marvelous idea, if I do say so myself. Lead the way!"Yes, this is exactly what you wanted. The house elves really outdid themselves this time. Take that, Thule Society!From your conversations with Lily, it is clear that you can't keep the entire army obeying your direct orders all the time. You will need lieutenants to directly manage squads, so you can split your forces. Either three groups of five or five groups of three should be manageable, with the first one giving you more strength, but less flexibility and the second one the other way around.>> What will you do during battles?> I will lead one of the teams myself.> I will jump from one team to the other, however it is needed.>> How many squads will you have?> Five squads with three people each> Three Squads with five people each
>>5755468> I will jump from one team to the other, however it is needed.> Three Squads with five people eachThis would allow the lieutenants to rotate as well.I'm going to suggest Taylor and Raven for the positions, since we can take up to three friends from our house.
>>5755468yes! my atlantis room idea won! thats awesome!, now, on to bussines>> What will you do during battles?> I will jump from one team to the other, however it is needed.keeping us in constant movement wil nto only makes a difficult and slippery target but also allow us to survey the terrain from different angles, both in combat and out of it>> How many squads will you have?> Five squads with three people eachwhile i do appreciate raw power, flexibility and teamwork are key and also what Prof. Potter would want, not to mention the tactical advantages of being able to spread around and surround the enemy armiesalso, as a small idea, we may not have cigars, but im sure honeydukes would be able to provide some candy that looks like cigars, or at least candycanes or something to pretend they are cigars
>>5755479>wil nto only makes a difficult and slippery target>wil nto only makesi hate it when my keyboard eats up inputs>Will not only make us*
>>5755476I fuck, I voted for the wrong one, changing to> Three Squads with five people eachAlso I would like to mention that the description of the room is perfect
>>5755479Wizard Wheezes should still be around. It shouldn't be that hard to get some simple gag cigars or whatnot. (And maybe find ways to weaponize them. Anything that has multiple uses ain't bad. Camaraderie, an 'authorization' in case of illusion/trickery, a possible weapon/trick on hand.
>>5755468> I will jump from one team to the other, however it is needed.> Five squads with three people eachGoing for smaller squads gives us more options when maneuvering our force, which should help us out and hopefully set us apart.>Take that, Thule Society!Kek
>>57554685 x 3. Lets us give ourselves a fireteam, and our Lieutenants can take 2 fireteams each Means we can adapt between groups. If members fall in the other fire teams, they can regroup with their 'bigger' one. If someone falls in our fireteam, we can grab from one of the others.
>>5755483it is still around, OP gave it a minor mention earlier
>>5755468> I will jump from one team to the other, however it is needed.> Three Squads with five people each>>5755483Supporting.
>>5755468I'm not sure the total of number of people we have, so:>I will lead one of the teams myself(if we have 15 people including us)>I will jump from one team to the other, however it is needed(if we have 16, so each group of 3 or 5 will have a lieutenant excluding us)>Five squads with three people eachThis gives us more flexibility in battle, plus we can have squads join up if there's a situation that requires more power. Only problem is that our lieutenants may squabble with each other on a good plan for whatever it is they're trying to do, which is why we should pick people we know won't do that, OR we develop some means of long distance communication so we can act as a tiebreaker if needed.Taylor and Raven are two people we can trust to hold a lieutenant role I feel(so long as they uphold the posh speak that those other two sixth years were doing; that fit perfectly), and that means we'll have to find 2/3 more lieutenants, depending on the 15/16 people thing I talked about above
>>5755468> I will jump from one team to the other, however it is needed.> Three Squads with five people each3 squads + jumping means we won't have to switch too much, but can be relevant everywhere.Right now, our priority should be to find potions Elliot can brew on the field itself and go around giving 'em out like some mailman. Elliot can't even beat Longbottom reliably, no point engaging in direct combat at this stage.
>>5755483Harry already addressed this, there's a limit on what we can take in so rich purebloods don't p2w (our muggleborn ass would suffer most here desu).What we have to do is find a way to quickly brew potions or make these charms on the field itself, then give them out (that's ok according to him). >>5755468Do we have any other crafting types in the team? It might be better to take them out of the normal squad and have them focus purely on this with Elliot.
>>5755479>>5755484>>5755485>>5755623Soon you pick your generals, Raven and Taylor each get one team, while you get one commander from each other house to lead the others."Dame Raven Everdark and Sir Taylor Cycad, from the noble house of Slytherin. Sir Elend Buckling from the noble house of Griffyndor, their most prestigious batter. Dame Amalia Hearth from the noble house of Ravenclaw, a fierce scholar and an ace at divination. Sir Talon Batt from the noble house of Hufflepuff, a powerful force at Charms." You say to your five new lieutenants, trying to put as much gravel in your voice as possible. "You five are to be my lieutenants in our conquest of knowledge. With your help we shall achieve wonders mere mortals can only dream of, while also getting a passing grade in Battle Class.""Why, Lord Hallaster," Says Amalia, a blonde girl with long hair and tiny half-moon glasses that scream "librarian". "Your proposal is indeed quite intriguing. How do you suggest we go about it?""We shall divide our army into five smaller squadrons of three warriors each," you say. "Yes, we shall lose on firepower, but our army as a whole shall gain on flexibility. As such, you five will have the freedom to do whatever it takes to achieve the objectives I give you or, if that proves itself to be unattainable, to find a way to achieve an equivalent goal.""And what shall you do, milord?" Elend asks, his dark hair swept back and stuck in place in a way that almost looks like it is constantly being gently blown by the wind. He has conjured a top-hat, which he's now holding by his side, and a full set of black coat, shirt and tailed waistcoat, along with a very much fake-looking mustache and a rapier by his side. "I am sure your skills in battle are to be quite useful in battle alongside us!""You are quite correct, Sir Buckling!" You conjure a pipe and pull a drag from it. It tastes like bubblegum and pink bubbles come out of its tip, gently floating through the air. "I shall join whatever team needs support at the time, whichever team I believe to be facing the most extreme odds at the time! You should be ready to cede command in case I arrive or assume it back in case I am needed elsewhere.""Very good, milord! Might I also inquire as to where you purchased such a magnificent pipe? I do believe it shall greatly improve troop morale if every one of our soldiers were to have one!""Splendid idea! I acquired mine at that quant little store from that Weasley fellow down by the village. Though do make sure to not acquire one as splendid looking as mine, of course!""Of course, sir! Of course!"[Cont.]
>>5755699"Huh," Talon asks, raising his hand to ask the question while looking at all of you as if your were the dumbest group of people he's ever seen. "Are we all going to have to speak like idiots during the fight too?""I am sorry, Sir Batt, I am afraid I didn't quite understand what you asked.""Ah..." He gives a deep sigh and rubs the bridge of his nose. "Are we to use such formal language in the battlefield, uh, milord?""Why, my good sir! Only if there are no spells flying overhead. Otherwise, I insist!"The Hufflepuff covers his face with his hands, awfully certain he's fallen in the worst army possible.QM note: This was incredibly amusing to write--With all the initial preparations and training you need to do with your army, the first two weeks pass in a blur. You barely have time to do your homework, with barely any time being available for leisure. You're sure that you're eventually going to find some more time, but for now, what do you do in the two weeks before your first battle?Pick one for each week (repeats allowed)> Train with Lily (+2 to Battle Rolls)> Study Moste Potente Potions (+2 to Potions)> Study with Taylor (+2 to Astronomy)> Study with Raven (+2 to Muggle Studies)> Study another subject (+1 to another subject)> Research “Merlin’s last light”> Other (Write in)
>>5755700Kek, we really are weirdos> Train with Lily (+2 to Battle Rolls)> Research “Merlin’s last light”This anon had a suggestion for a potential lead>>5751567
>>5755700> Study with Raven (+2 to Muggle Studies)Modern 2010s military tactics and Muggle military history can help give us an edge over those enemy commanders more immersed in Magical Britain, where real war is rarely ever fought.> Research “Merlin’s last light”This is also vital to our, uh, survival. Like, ACTUAL survival. not play-battle survival. Sorry, Lily, you'll have to /ss/ us another time, duty calls
>>5755700>>5755716I also want to follow up on Cadogan and that, btw.
>>5755700> Study Moste Potente Potions (+2 to Potions)> Research “Merlin’s last light”Definitely check out Cadogan (if its canon in the quest)
>>5755699> Go mingle with the knightly portraits and see Sir Cadogan> Research “Merlin’s last light”Lily can wait after the obliviation thing. I think either potions or Merlin's Last Light is a good action to take for now.
>>5755712Yeah but we're weirdos in a funny way. It helps that most of our army is apparently on board with the fancy speak.>>5755700> Study Moste Potente Potions (+2 to Potions)> (Write in) Brew more Potions for battleBoth of these are in the event that there are potions that we can brew in a week that are worth bringing into battle. If that's not the case I'm supporting >>5755716 instead
>>5755700>>5755716Support for Drone droppable potions
>>5755683I'm not saying carry a ton of gagsI'm just saying if people say they want to have cigars in a fancy room... why not gag cigars that have additional functions.It's simultaneously an army symbol, a 'badge' per member if each is a little different, and a trick weapon as nobody expects a cigar to be a weapon. We could always hide a potion draught inside it.
>>5755700with all this fancy talk and pretty much everyone being on board with it, i say we have a really good start with our morale, lets hope that gives us an advantagenow, on to picksthis anon >>5755716 has the right idea, if our rival has an advantage in power over us, muggle tactics are definitely a nice way to gain the advantage, nobody will expect us to use muggle stuff in a wizarding war, element of surprise!
>>5756099>we just bring gats to HogwartsSure is nice to be in Britain where there's severe weapon control, but there's countless children running around with wands.Is making a pipe bomb a potions skill?
>>5756145Found the artificer.Uhhhh... Yes, sure, pipe bombs are potions. Why not. Potter is muggle enough that he has heard the concept of guns, so we can extend the concept of "no potions except 1" to "no outside artifacts that bring obvious and ridiculous advantage except one". Also, a friendly reminder that you don't want to kill your friends, just wound them.>>5755712>>5755716>>5755734>>5755748>>5755796>>5755832>>5756033>>5756099> Research “Merlin’s last light”5> Train with Lily (+2 to Battle Rolls)1> Study with Raven (+2 to Muggle Studies)2> Study Moste Potente Potions (+2 to Potions)2> Go mingle with the knightly portraits and see Sir CadoganI'll count this as "Research Merlin's Last Light"> (Write in) Brew more Potions for battleYou'll get the chance to brew something for the battle once we arrive at the battle. Unless it is a specific potion that takes a long time (polyjuice, for example), which then you'll need to have started the process several weeks beforehand.As this vote is all over the place with the second place, and it is ending up in a tie, I'll redo the vote after we get through our research on Merlin.Vote closed! Writing!
>>5756162>Also, a friendly reminder that you don't want to kill your friends, just wound them. Sometimes casualties are inevitable in war. At least all of our friends are on our side!...Except Lily, of course. One friend is an acceptable sacrifice though, to teach Hogwarts what war is really like
>>5756162>Also, a friendly reminder that you don't want to kill your friends, just wound them.That can be arranged.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1OwCjuUNs0M
>>5756162Christ, every image of this fucker in the internet has a grand total of three pixels of resolutionYou keep researching Merlin over the week, but Merlin being Merlin, the task is as frustrating as it is fascinating. You dive deep into it, until you see a familiar name. Sir Cadogan. He wasn’t in any muggle stories of King Arthur, but there were mentions of him in wizard stories. Mostly because his only feat had been killing a wyvern by accident, but, still. It was a lead.And, wouldn’t you know it, he had a painting right here in the castle."Ah, another challenger! Enguarde, you fiend!" Says the armored man in the painting as the three of you approach."Ah, Sir Cadogan, is it? Could we ask you a couple of questions about Merlin?""Merlin? What about my friend? Did he defeat the Wyvern of Wye? No. Was he a part of the Knights of the Round Table? No! I don't know why people are so interested in him.""Please sir, we were simply sent on a quest by our history teacher," you lie. "And-""A quest, you say?" he asks, curious. "What sort of quest?""Our teacher says that there is this thing called 'Merlin's Last Light' that Merlin only spoke about to his closest friends. He thinks that it is something related to the Interdict of Merlin, but no one's really sure.""The Interdict of Merlin? What is that?"Ok, so maybe coming to speak with the least known member of the Round Table hadn't been such a great idea."It was a great spell Merlin cast, some say that he did it right before he died, or that he died because he cast the spell-""My friend Merlin? He's dead?" He asks, shocked, before taking a moment to recompose himself. "Of course... of course he's dead. It would be foolish to think he survived this long... Foolish, yes. Now, what about this Interdict of his?""We're just trying to be sure that this 'last light' thing is related to the interdict. Did he ever mention anything about it to you? Since you two were so close and all.""I'm afraid not, young knight. He never mentioned any lights, or any Interdicts for that matter. All he spoke about were foolish prophecies and his stupid telescope!""His telescope?" Taylor says, interested. "What about it?""Oh, even years after he'd left Hogwarts he'd return here to look at the stars. He said that it was the only place one could really see the stars, whatever that meant. That is where I met him, actually. In the second astrology classroom.""The second astrology classroom hasn't been used for decades, at least," Taylor says. "It's a storage room. The windows are boarded up!""Well, that's where I met him, and it was certainly in use then."[Cont.]
>>5756242You ask some more questions to him, but to no avail. Could Merlin's last light be a star? If so, which one? There were so many stars in the skies that if Merlin's light happened to be one of them... well, it isn't much use if you don't know precisely which one.> +100 points to your "Merlin's Last Light" research (even if your character doesn't quite yet realize it)--And so the week passes. Another battle class where you have free time to talk to your soldiers and plan the next steps, followed by a brief and hurried visit to Hogsmeade, and you're into the other week with time rushing past you faster than you can hold on to it.What will you do in the week before your first battle?> Train with Lily (+2 to Battle Rolls)> Study Moste Potente Potions (+2 to Potions)> Study with Taylor (+2 to Astronomy)> Study with Raven (+2 to Muggle Studies)> Study Muggle War Strategy with Raven> Study another subject (+1 to another subject)> Research “Merlin’s last light”> Other (Write in)
>>5756244A HUNDRED points? Sweet Wizard Jesus, we're onto SOMETHING...>>5756244> Study with Raven (+2 to Muggle Studies)Still my vote.
>>5756244> Study Muggle War Strategy with Raven
>>5756244>Study Muggle War Strategy with Raven
>>5756244>Study Muggle War Strategy with Ravenwe developing gorila warfare tactics to use in wizard wards even if it kills me!
You know maybe we should get caught sneaking into something minor for minimal punishment before Harry gets suspicious of the fact that we haven't used our unseen by Hogwarts ability yet.
>>5756262That is true, but we're kind of busy introducing Hogwarts to real war right now. And the fact that we're (hopefully) pulling the rug over all the other armies right now with how smart we're playing this makes me think Harry would find it more suspicious that we actually tried it now than if we didn't try. Unless we think of a good reason why we'd think wherever we snuck into wouldn't have some method of detecting us.>>5756244> Study Muggle War Strategy with RavenDo we not get the +2 to Muggle Studies with this one? Doesn't change my answer, but we ARE studying Muggles, after all. Even if it's a specific part of them.
>>5746746Lol, a Guren Lagann referance in a Harry Potter quest. That is amazing.Keep up the good work boss, I just found this quest but it seems fun.Also, any chance we can waifu Raven or are we permanently on a Lily route. I personally prefer a gothGF who want to tie us up or get tied up.
>>5756357I don't think we're permanently on a Lily route, since it was implied earlier that she's pretending to be our friend/like us through her little mind demon, so unless it somehow becomes genuine we'll probably grow out of it and move on to others if/when we find out about all of that again.No shot we waifu Raven though, even if we were off the Lily route. She's got a pretty deep and explicit demon fetish, and last I checked Elliot is not a demon
>>5756357Personally I’d prefer to redeem Lily and marry into the potter/weasley/granger bloodline, and Raven and Taylor being together fits in with original harry potter.>>5756244>Study Muggle War Strategy with RavenI wouldn’t be surprised if Raven’s an army brat, would explain if she knew about war tactics in the first place.
>>5756244> Study Muggle War Strategy with RavenJust finished the thread and holy shit, Lily is bug fuck nuts. Also got to love wizard morality. A spell that kills people nice and clean is a life sentence in the pen filled with torture demons but if you want to blow them up with grenade spells or mind rape them then its jolly good fun.
>>5756276> Do we not get the +2 to Muggle Studies with this one?Doesn't mean you don't get anything, just that it isn't a sure thing (and that I wasn't sure that I needed to decide on a value because I thought you wouldn't pick that one. Shows how much I know.)>>5756357Thanks for the compliment! As far as romance, that's entirely up to you, though each of them have their... problems, in one way or the other, and their own preferences which might be unsurmountable.>>5756393> Lily is bug fuck nutsI don't know where you got that idea from :^)> Also got to love wizard moralityI remember reading HP for the first time and just being absolutely horrified how love potions were something passed off as a joke that schoolkids do to each other when the fucking main villain was created because of one. I get the general idea behind the choices for Unforgiveables, but much like HP's magic system, society and entire world building, it collapses as soon as you look at it too closely. So let's not!>>5756248>>5756250>>5756254>>5756275>>5756276>>5756368>>5756393That was very much a simple choice, wasn't it? Writing.
>>5756244Very nice work anon that suggested taking to Cadogan, 100 points is a lot
As the week of the Battle starts, you begin thinking about strategies for your battles and it eventually becomes obvious that by a simple numbers game the muggles have you beat. There is no official count of wizards, as far as you know, but you'd be surprised if that number reached the tens of millions. Muggles, with their eight billion, have much more time and opportunity to devise creative ways to kill each other.So you go to your specialist in Muggles, Linda Cobris, aka Raven Everdark, as she is finishing up her homework."Hey, Raven, do you know anything about muggle military tactics?"She freezes, almost unnaturally."Why?""I just figured you might know a thing or two about it that we could use in Battle Class.""I... I see." She stops, crossing her arms and thinking for a while. "I... I might know a thing or two. But you have to promise me to never mention what I show you to another person. Ever. Or I will kill you.""Uh... sure. I promise.""Good. Meet me in the abandoned classroom on the third floor in half an hour."--It is half an hour later and Raven enters the room dragging a suitcase behind her."What's that?""A secret," she says, with the slightest hint of a blush on her cheeks passing through her deathly-pale makeup. "Which you shall never mention to anyone.""I already promised.""Good. Follow me." She locks the door to the classroom, then opens the suitcase and climbs down into it. You follow into the magically expanded space only to find...Rows of miniatures of tiny little soldiers litter the place. Flags, pistols, machine guns, grenades, every type of gun and weapon, all in miniatures, stored into well labeled transparent boxes. On another wall, boxes upon boxes of soldier miniatures, hand-painted soldier miniatures, labeled by country and date, "England, 1918", "Germany, 1945", "USA, 2001", all in neatly organized rows and well ordered stacks. Another wall contains what appears to be stacks of blocks simulating different types of terrains and elevations, along with rows of history books and maps.Occupying the central area of the room, several tables, each with a different map built on top of it. Little armies occupy each side, and they're also labeled by name and year. "Battle of Pultoa, 1709", "Battle of Waterloo, 1815", "Battle of Gettysburg, 1863", "Stalingrad, 1943" and so on.You simply stare in amazement."So," she asks, biting her lip and fidgeting with her fingers. Her blush is now clearly visible even through her makeup. "What do you think?""Holy crap.""What?""You're not just a weirdo. You're a nerd!""I'm not a nerd!""Nothing wrong with being a nerd. Some of my best friends are nerds. Both of them, apparently.""I'm not a nerd!"> You gain +1 to Muggle Studies!> 3 people, roll a d100+20. You may use the best of these three rolls to replace a failed roll during Battle Class.
Rolled 54 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>5756503She’s great
>>5756503The image I forgot to add
Rolled 81 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>5756503Raven is one of us!
>>5756503This is a treasure trove all things considered. Now to get maps of the areas around hogwarts for the room
Rolled 22 (1d100)>>5756503
>>5746115>Harry Potter but antimemeticsFun idea QM. Interested to see where it'll go. Going to eagerly read the rest of this quest now.
>>5756503So is the story finishing in June like every Harry Potter school year or are we wrapping up with the happenings beginning in December?
>>5756697 I don't have exact plans for it, though I put the MC on the sixth year to give myself at least two years of wiggle room. December is just the first big goal.>>5756510Replacement Dice: 81You may replace any dice by this dice during Army battles (unless extenuating circumstances come into play, like you finding yourself isolated in a 1v1 against someone from the other team)--So the Battle Class inches closer, and on Monday you and all other Army Leaders receive the same letter."The First Battle shall happen in the less forbidden parts of the Forbidden Forest. Yes, it is basic, but it is your first battle, after all. Each team shall be given three broomsticks, to use as they see fit. Do not worry about falling, I have taken the liberty of removing some of the broom's maximum speed and replacing it with an emergency Arresto Momentum for safety. The battle ends when all three other teams have been eliminated, or if too long passes with an overwhelming force not being able to find another, smaller one, at my discretion. Good luck."So, a forest. Restricted line of sight, but equal footing. Three enemies, which you want fighting between themselves instead of fighting you, so you and your lieutenants discuss how to achieve."Fire," says Talon, matter-of-factly. "It's a forest. Set fire to it, corral our opponents.""Why, my good friend," says Elend. "Any sixth year that can't get rid of a simple fire should be lined up against the wall and shot!""It's harder than you'd think. Most of all when there's a whole forest burning.""Also, it is good to think about the reactions of your esteemed professor Potter. He might object to us setting the forest ablaze.""It is simple," Raven says. "The point Potter is trying to make with these classes is that the most dangerous thing a wizard can face is another wizard. We make that true. Pick one of the teams, push them back until we reach another army and leave them caught in the crossfire.""We don't know how far apart our foes will be. Could be hundreds of meters, my dear. Hard to push them back that far." Taylor says, then he looks at Raven. "We could try scaring them off their pantaloons. The forbidden forest has its share of vile creatures and abominable monsters. We could try making shadows, noises, make it seem like there is something out there hunting them and scare them into the other armies running.""If we're going to use the cover of darkness, my friends," Elend says. "We might as well just cast Disillusionment on ourselves and hunt them from the shadows. Sneak on each of them, cast a silent stupefy and move away."[Cont.]
>>5756723"I think the gentlemen are forgetting the obvious approach," Amalia says. "Frontal confrontation. We move fast, surround the weakest while they are still all grouped together, making them an easy target, attack until they are all dead, move on to the next. As long as we maintain our shields and our faith in the members of the Raiders, we are invincible.""What do you think, milord?">> What shall be your grand strategy?> Use fire to corral your enemies, forcing them to fight each other.> Focus on pushing one team against the other using defensive spells> Scare them into the direction of enemy fire> Sneak around disillusioned and take them down from the shadows> Surround and destroy them > Other (Write in)>> What potion will you prepare for this battle?> Girding Potion, for endurance (+10 for the next physical/battle roll)> Diluted Erumpent Potion, causing explosions on hit> Garroting Gas, choke and suffocate people in an area> Scintillation Solution, makes those hit by it shine brightly> Other (Write in. Non-cannon, made up potions with reasonable effects are allowed)
>>5756727a combination of:>Sneak around disillusioned and take them down from the shadowsand >Surround and destroy them>Potionsi vote for either Girding for endurance, walking around in a forest for who knows how long its gonna be taxingorGarroting to use as a compliment for our stealth seek and destroy tactics
>>5756723Shouldn't the Replacement Dice be 101? or was the +20 for something else?>>5756727> Use fire to corral your enemies, forcing them to fight each other.> Diluted Erumpent Potion, causing explosions on hit
>>5756727>Scare them into the direction of enemy fire>Boggart's Breath - a gaseous potion that makes those who breathe it have a heightened sense of fear towards whatever they're naturally afraid of, but does nothing to create new fears. Also acts as an attractant for real Boggarts, coincidentally.
>>5756757It should, you are correct! --Actual Replacement Dice: 101You may replace any dice by this dice during Army battles (unless extenuating circumstances come into play, like you finding yourself isolated in a 1v1 against someone from the other team)
>>5756727> Sneak around disillusioned and take them down from the shadows> Girding Potion, for endurance (+10 for the next physical/battle roll)
>>5756727> Sneak around disillusioned and take them down from the shadows> Surround and destroy them Guerrilla warfare, simple as that. Small teams pick targets from larger groups, surround them, cast stupefy, and vanish. Then rinse and repeat.> Garroting Gas, choke and suffocate people in an areaThis is for area control. If things get out of hand, pop one of these and run.
>>5756753>>5756757>>5756762>>5756780>>5756781>>5756867Cool, that was an all around clusterfuck of a vote with no clear direction, but Sneak + Surround and Garroting Gas won. Writing!
>>5756964Guerilla warfare strike tactics + emergency fallback via gas seems like the overall strategy. As long as we coordinate fallback positions to enable regrouping/ some form of communication we should be good
>>5756964Discussions are had, plans are written and trained, and by the day of the battle, even your weakest caster is able to put a half-decent disillusionment charm. You now all stand in the forest, each army in a different location equidistant from the center. In front of you, fifteen soldiers now stand, using the camouflaged clothing provided by Potter (who had said that though suits were rather fashionable, they were not made for sneaking around in the jungle), but several were still defiantly wearing their tophats and blowing pink bubbles out of their pipes.Other than the sixth years, the rest of the students were sheltered from the sun and heat, watching from inside the castle the goings on in the forest through Potter's magical screens. Potter had informed you it would be watched live by the whole school, but now that it was actually happening, your stomach was beginning to sink."Very well, welcome all to the first battle of our Battle Class," came Potter's voice through the small badges you all wore signaling your army (a monocle for your army, of course.) "Here we have our intrepid sixth years, who shall be fighting shortly. The winner shall be the one with the last soldier standing. The Golden Claw in the north, the Lion's Mane in the south, the Raiders of Lost Worlds on the east and..." you can hear a deep sigh coming from him. "And Army Number Four in the west will face each other shortly. Army leaders, you have a last few moments if you wish to say any final words to your soldiers before battle."You make final adjustments to the plans and give out final orders. As Raven's lessons in war had made it clear, information was the single most important thing in battle. As such, as soon as the bell rang her three soldiers would take the brooms and fly over the enemies to discover what they'd do, then report back as soon as possible.But before any of that can happen... It is time for a speech.[Cont.]
>>5757155"My esteemed colleagues and members of the Raiders of Lost World..." You say, walking from one side to the other, stroking your fake mustache. "Here we stand upon the edge of Atlantis. How is there a forest underwater, I hear you ask, and why is there no water around the Sunken City? Irrelevant questions! All that matters is that three armies now stand between us and the greatest secret ever found! Three armies between us and life infinite! Three armies between us and eternity! Three armies between us and all our dreams!""I can see within you, I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me. To fight these eldritch abominations that pour from the mouth of the Cradle of Magic, one would have to be insane. But we will fight them nonetheless! We shall fight them on beaches, landing grounds, in fields, in streets and on the hills. We fight because we must! Because it is necessary! We fight for a free world, even as an hour of wolves and shattered shields approaches!""We fight for duty! We fight for life! And above all... We fight for the right to keep our mustaches!"Your soldiers explode in cheers, while the entirety of Hogwarts is left completely and utterly baffled at what in Merlin's name you are talking about. You don't blame them, as you don't really know what you were talking about either.--A gong rings, and the four armies stir from their slumber--"Sir, brooms coming from the north!""Fire!"Red stunners fly upwards, but at that distance it is an almost impossible shot. Still, the brooms turn around and flee."Brighton," you say. "I should have figured that rapscallion would also send in a recognition group. Well, no matter. All he discovered is that we are standing still. What about our own brooms?""They're coming back," Raven says. "Or at least two of them are. I can't see the one who went for the Fours.""Think they could have taken her down?""Difficult but possible, I guess. You two, report." She says as soon as the two fliers hit the ground"Brighton is heading for you, sir. I met their brooms on the way back, but managed to get away.""And Weasley?""Heading for the Fours.""How nice of them. Very well, then," you say, tapping your own head and feeling like a cold egg was cracked on top of it. Around you, your soldiers do the same. "Let's get going.">> Who will you attack first?> Head for the Fours, do a pincer attack with the Lion's Mane> Attack the Lion's Mane, do a pincer attack with Army Number Four> Go to meet the Golden Claw, surround them and attack them> Spread your soldiers and wait for the Golden Claw to arrive between them
>>5757160> Spread your soldiers and wait for the Golden Claw to arrive between themKek, our army is the best
>>5757160>We're wizard ChurchillOh no.Anyway, for the vote.> Head for the Fours, do a pincer attack with the Lion's ManeKill the Fours then melt back into the shadows.
>>5757173As long as we don't pull a Gallipoli, it should be fine. That speech was for ww2, and not ww1, right?
>>5757160> Spread your soldiers and wait for the Golden Claw to arrive between themGod I love our character, this is perfect.>>5757179Correct
>>5757160> Spread your soldiers and wait for the Golden Claw to arrive between themKek. Kite Brighton, that smug prick.>>5756452>So let's not!Didn't we already, sort of, with Slytherins sorting methodology being reformed and love potions being banned and reclassified as poisons?
>>5757160> Spread your soldiers and wait for the Golden Claw to arrive between themIf we do this we need to have a means of silent or discreet communication. Is there a charm that lets people telepathically communicated short range? Otherwise we risk having out tactics used against us and getting taken out one by one. Also fall back points and have Elliots squad in reserve as a fast reaction force. After this we might send our flyers to try and scout for a clumped up army to advance towards. We just need to be wary of traps and a reverse ambush.Welcome to Wizard Vietnam motherfuckers.https://youtu.be/ZWijx_AgPiA?si=pZmmRp_L8GK1xeai
Also have another idea, if not for this battle, then others. Wizard close air support. Idealy we would have near air supperiority before using it but a quick strike team that can pop up, make it to a battle, rain Bombarda or what ever else is AoE could be useful for knocking an entrenched enemy into the open, or evening the odds vs a numerically superior force.
>>5757160>> Spread your soldiers and wait for the Golden Claw to arrive between themalso, this anon >>5757280 knows his shit, there is the Quietening Charm, but that only lessens our sounds, unlike the silencing charm which only mutes people, our best options so far is move quickly and stealthy using the Quietening Charm and our Disillusionment Charm and take out any and all straglers we encounter, we could also go full vietnam and use the trees
>>5757160> Spread your soldiers and wait for the Golden Claw to arrive between them>>5757285Yeah we could definitely implement some Fabian Strategy, taking out anyone who strays too far, breaking group morale. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fabian_strategy Fabian strategy for anyone interested
>>5757398>Fabian strategyooh! hohohoho! now this! this is what i like! no wizard is expecting to be poked until exhaustion, they are all waiting for a huge magical fight, they´ll never see it coming
>>5757160>>5757285I will go ahead and support the quietening charm if possible and expedient.
>>5757208> Didn't we already, sort of, with Slytherins sorting methodology being reformed and love potions being banned and reclassified as poisons?Well, I'm treating these as "society changed as time passed" sorts of things, not as retconned out of existence sort of thing. So it did happen, society was that insane, but they are now less insane (which, to be fair, is the way societies tend to go)>>5757280> Is there a charm that lets people telepathically communicated short range?Interestingly enough, with all the ridiculously powerful shit in harry potter, there are exactly two ways of instantaneous communication that are directly stated: the Protean Charm (which is what they used in the coins to communicate in Dumbledore's Army) and the Patronus Charm. Though there are magical radios, those are bulkier machines the size of normal radios.I'll keep this as cannon, as it adds complexity as to how to communicate with hidden allies, though it also makes it an obvious subject of teaching by Harry. Let's see what happens next Battle Class.--Your invisible soldiers gather around trees, waiting, the brooms hidden, with the third one never returning. So you wait as minutes pass. Soon, you can see movement. Extremely slow movement, which stops a few dozen meters away from where your group is waiting."Quietus," you say. before sneaking towards them. Whatever it is they're doing, you need to know."You're sure they were just standing still?" You hear Brighton ask from behind a tree."Sure, a few dozen meters that way.""I can't see them," he says, thinking. "Either they moved towards the other armies, ran away or they're disillusioned. and waiting for us.""Yeah," one of the twins by his side agrees. She pulls the badge of her army off her clothes, a golden claw. "But they all have one of these on them. But theirs is a monocle.""Why, yes they do. I wonder if they thought about casting anti-summoning charms on them."Ah crap, you think as the words "Ravenclaw, house of the clever and wise" run through your head before-"Accio Elliot's dumb Monocle Badge!"You feel your badge rip off your shirt and fly towards them."They're close! Fire at the trees! Bombarda!"Crap, crap, crap! Damn ravenclaw smartass bullshit-A tree to your side explodes and you jump to the ground. Somewhere behind you, you hear Raven's voice cry out "Attack! Flank them!""Claws, defensive formation!"[Cont.]
Rolled 56, 1, 4 = 61 (3d100)>>5757640The enemy groups themselves in a half-circle, wands pointed outwards. More explosions come, but this time spells fly in the other direction, red bolts striking at their shield."Aim at their feet!" You shout. "Incendio!"Flames surge up on the floor, surrounding several of the Claws, quickly climbing up their robes. "Ah! Fierariza! Fierarisa!" You hear several of them shouting, trying desperately to cast the same spell witches long ago had cast to survive being burnt alive at the stake. It does work for some, but your soldiers use the distraction to blast them with a round of stunners."Glacius!" Longbottom shouts, extinguishing the remaining flames, followed by "Defodio! Depulso!"A large chunk of earth lifter off the floor and fire out at high speed. You hear your soldiers being hit as it crashes against them. Things are very quickly devolving into chaos.> Army roll! Roll a d100+10 to see how the Raiders perform against the Claws. Greatest 2 out of 3 against 3d100
>>5757641Fucking Christ, Longbottom. Get your shit together, you're supposed to be a worthy adversary!
Rolled 91 (1d100)>>5757641
Rolled 30 + 10 (1d100 + 10)>>5757641
>>5757640lmao, shoulda just chucked that badge far into the distance the moment he heard that
Rolled 53 + 10 (1d100 + 10)>>5757641rollan while I remember
>>5757640>"Why, yes they do. I wonder if they thought about casting anti-summoning charms on them."why didn't we think of trying that?
>>5757670I'd have figured they came that way given they're how we ID our army and they're given by Harry to us...Means we'll need to do much more security with those. IE: charm them so they only look right with the right person + have to be reconfigured each time they're taken off. Anti-summoning. the works. Prob sit with the group to go over all possible security measures.It also means the other group may not have them either.
>>5757641>101 vs 56>40 vs 1>63 vs 4Kek, time to see Longbottom's army crumble. I'd ask if we could recruit their army to spite Brighton, but they wouldn't understand the value of our monocles and fake mustaches.
Rolled 39 (1d100)>>5757641cmon, we need a nice W here
>>5757677Yeah OPSEC is something we need to look into starting.
>>5757644>>5757645>>575765891 63 56Longbottom seeing though your ploy is bad, but his formation is a weak point. You drop to the ground, blending with the floor as best as you can, sneaking around his formation, aiming between them just to cast-"Bombarda!"The floor explodes behind them, sending the Claw soldiers flying through the air, breaking their formation, and the Raiders fall on them with stunner after stunner as Longbottom struggles to regroup. But then spells start coming from above as Brighton's two flyers dive in to help."Supefy! Expelliarmus! Glacius!" You cast, trying to hit them mid air, but it is difficult. They have a whole other degree of movement to dodge in, and they're good flyers too, Longbottom having picked Quidditch players to fly, just like you did. "We need people in the air, now!""On it, sir!"Elend, Griffindor batter, hops on a broom and files out trying to catch one of the riders, while you see Amalia pick a large stone off the ground and cast "Depulso!""Missed!" The flier taunts as the rock flies past him. "Stupefy!""Accio!"The rocks stop moving in the middle of the air, only to fly back towards Amalia, slamming against the broomstick riders back. He falls to the floor, unconscious, his fall stopping a few inches off the floor as the emergency enchantments kick in.You look around, searching for Longbottom, only to see him in a glimmering bubble, a Prismatic Shield, with his four remaining non-flying fighters. You hear someone shout,"Stupe-" "No, wait!" "-fy!"The red stunner hits the shield, bounces at an impossible angle and strikes Raven directly in the chest. She falls, and Longbottom grins at you smugly."No one fires at Longbottom!" You shout. "Prismatis can bounce weaker spells off in whatever direction he wants! All wands trained on him if he drops it!"[Cont.]
>>5757732As Elend chases the remaining flier, you approach Longbottom, starting to feel the strain of the fight. You hit the downed flier with a quick Stupefy, just to be sure.."Give up, Longbottom! We won.""You have ten fighters. I have five. People have beaten worse odds," he says, his eyes darting around to your fighters, and to where Elend was fighting. "Besides, I don't need to beat you immediately. The Lion's should be beating the Fours right about now, and then they'll come here, take the heat off me."He is right. Prismatis took energy to cast, but not much to maintain. He couldn't move with it, but it meant Brighton could hold on for as long as he wanted. A laggan could maybe take it down, but whether it failed or not, the caster would definitely be exhausted to the point of collapse. The only ones powerful enough to do it were probably either you or one of your lieutenants. Powerful and simultaneous blows, magical or not, would eventually break it, but who knows how many soldiers you'd lose to the spell's reflections.> Laggan him yourself.> Pick one of your liutenants to cast Laggan (which one?)> Leave them behind> Wait for the Lions or the Fours to arrive> Other (Write in)
>>5757734i think its time to use the garroting potion, does the prismatis shiled also block gasses?
>>5757748> does the prismatis shiled also block gasses?I had never thought about it until this very moment. Would the ancient wizard who invented this spell have thought about chemical attacks? I don't think so. So, for Longbottom's dismay, it does not.
>>5757734>Gas 'emMagic tear gas is the answer to everything
>>5757755well, its time to commit war crimes then, OPEN THE GAS VALVES!
>>5757734If possible I want to save the potion but if my idea doesn't work I'm fine with using itSince we're in the forest cant we use Herbivicus or Herbivicus Duo to rapidly grow a tree close to Longbottom and knock him off balance that way?
>>5757734>Gas, Gas, Gas>"Welcome to Verdun old chap"
>>5757734Why waste a potion on him when we can CONTROL the area around him.Just corral him into a hole. Either dig him in a hole, drop a tree on him, or any other method. It isn't easy for him to move all his troops together like it, just use the forest on him.
>>5757766Basically something like this. He can't move. Just let him watch as his army is "buried alive" or something. Can always drop the gas bomb after they can't escape.We don't know what the final encounter may be. Best to have every trick we can. Plus nobody knows our gas trick yet. Once we use it, they'll be on guard in the future.
>>5757823Or even better yet, accio firewood and just do a witch burning till they drop it lmao
>>5757824We can use the smoke to lure the remaining team to this location, and even fake our own "dead" so that when they engage they get attacked by our guys directly from behind
>>5757827How many war crimes is that in one go? 4?
>>5757828it's only a war crime if you lose
>>5757762>>5757764>>5757773>>5757792>>5757802Commit war crimes>>5757766>>5757820Do not commit war crimesThe result could never be different, could it? Very well then, writing.
>>5757909It's necessary I'm afraid
>>5757909It's war crimes either way my man. Just reserving the other war crime via workarounds
>>5757909We're only human afterall
>>5757909You stop, looking at the situation before you. You think of several options. You could levitate a heavy rock and place on top of him until his shield cracked. You could cut a tree and make it fall on top of him. It is even conceivable that you could dig a deep pit below it for him to fall into.But no. Not for Brighton. Not for your first battle. No, this was the moment to show off. You pull out your fake mustache and glue it to your face. Your put on your monocle. You summon a hat and a cane. This moment requires class. You dig deep within yourself. You imagine yourself, aged, graying hair. You are no longer Elliot Hallaster. You are Lord Hallaster, and Lord Hallaster does not suffer fools."Pray, have you ever acquainted yourself with the city of Ypres, dear Brighton?""What?" He asks, confused by the sudden change of mood."Ypres, nestled within the Belgian confines," you explain, rolling gravel in your voice and an excessive amount of hand gestures. "A city of modest proportions, even more diminutive in stature during the year of 1915, according to what my dear Raven told me. Yet, on that fateful day, it became the veritable stage for an enlightening military experiment. Picture, if you will, the clock's hands pointing at five in the afternoon on the 22nd of April. The non-magical denizens of Germany, then engaged in hostilities with their counterparts from a multitude of other realms, unveiled a novel armament. Launched from their airborne vessels, it traversed the firmament and descended upon the unsuspecting French.""This assault compelled two whole colonial French divisions, stationed to the north of Ypres, to engage in their most ancient of traditions and relinquish their defensive postures, thus engendering a 5-mile area within the Allied line guarding of the city. It is recounted that the hapless soldiers, gripped by terror, fled helter-skelter, their visages ashen, eyes bulging, hands clutching at their throats, gasping for breath. Many succumbed abruptly, collapsing upon the waterlogged terrain, their limbs convulsed, their countenances contorted by the grim specter of death."[Cont.]
>>5758041"At the time, no mechanism or contrivance existed to thwart this unprecedented menace. Naturally, one might posit that a wizard, possessed of the requisite incantations, could have endeavored to shield both self and comrades. However, when confronted with an unfamiliar peril of such magnitude, there remains but one course of action befitting a gentleman of discernment: Apparition, my dear friend, is the sole recourse.""What are you talking about, Hallaster? And stop talking like an idiot!""Tell me, Brighton, have you ever perused the venerable tome known as 'Hogwarts: A History'?" You ask. He seems utterly confused by the sudden change of subject."What? Of course I have!""Then do you, per chance, happen to know what you cannot do in Hogwarts, Brighton?""Apparate?" He asks between teeth."Precisely. Would you like to surrender, dear Brighton?""I'd eat my hat first.""Very well, Brighton. If you so wish." And you throw your bottle of Garroting Gas at them. It isn't nearly as potent as Mustard Gas, but, then again, it doesn't need to be."What- you-" He coughs and chokes as the green cloud sneaks into his prismatic bubble. "Hallst- cheat- you- Bubble- bub- bub-"His shields falter as he grasps at his throat, and three different stunners hit him. Other stunners take care of the rest of his soldiers."I think you will find that the complete incantation of the Bubblehead Charm is Bubblificious, which is what I suppose you were trying to achieve, dear Brighton. Too late now, I'm afraid." You pull the mustache off and drop the cane. "Someone pull him out before he chokes to death, please."Somewhere behind you, a broomstick rider that isn't Elend drops from the skies."Ah, so that is taken care of," you say, satisfied, looking at your ten remaining soldiers. You have two brooms, and could snatch two off the Claw, if you wish. "Very good, gentlemen. Where to next?"> Other Army leaders won't be as smart. Disillusion and surround the remaining army.> Send another scout to discover who won the other conflict and where they are.> Charge in as past as possible, hoping to catch them mid-fight and take advantage of the situation.> Other (Write in)
>>5758043> Send another scout to discover who won the other conflict and where they are.
>>5758043> Send another scout to discover who won the other conflict and where they are.Welcome to modern warfare
To be honest I'm 100% satisfied with whatever the outcome is now. We destroyed Brighton, so whether we win or lose doesn't matter to me anymore. Still going for the W though>>5758043> Send another scout to discover who won the other conflict and where they are.We can just chill here(and hide in case the other army is closer to us than we thought) and do the same thing we did to Brighton's army if they're rushing us.
>>5758043>> Send another scout to discover who won the other conflict and where they are.information is power, nobody else knows the results of out fight yet, lets keep it that way, maybe we could even disguise as Brighton´s army when we come into contact with our next enemy, the shadows are our friends
>>5758041> Send another scout to discover who won the other conflict and where they are.
>>5758043> Send another scout to discover who won the other conflict and where they are.Intel first. Though I'm slightly worried about the first one not coming back. Also goddamn, we need to make more gas. Not like the Wizarding world ever signed the geneva convention.
>>5758043WAR CRIMES! WAR CRIMES!We can still do a lot of different things. Have someone pretend to be a claw and try to bring the other army to a place of our choosing. Set a fire or something to draw them to a place of our choosingFake the extent of the battle and place additional "dead" so that when they investigate they're ambushed from inside their formations as wellFake a route of approach and set a new ambush Set up an ambush location then begin harassing attacks that fall back to the ambushENDLESS POSSIBILITIES!!!bring them into an ambush that locks the enemy in a circle of fire!
>>5758043>Send another scout to discover who won the other conflict and where they are.>>5758119If we ever pretend to be a member of another member we have to make sure to remember to take one of their badges.I myself have two idea for the future both having to do with potions1 Don't have us always be the one using it but give it to random member of our army2 Make fake potions and give one bottle with a non magical colored liquid to each member of the army
>>5758128*If we ever pretend to be a member of another army*
>>5758129It also means everyone's badges are gonna be trapped and "secured" next time around. Lmao, the first thing that's gonna happen next battle is everyone attempting to accio each other's badges
>>5758131>Lmao, the first thing that's gonna happen next battle is everyone attempting to accio each other's badgesbetter start charming something else to have a secret back-up or decoys
>>5758043> Send another scout to discover who won the other conflict and where they are.I am loath to lose another flyer but we need to know who one and their location and heading. Have the scout locate them and send a flare up. Red for Gryffindor yellow for Hufflepuff, white for still fighting, as close to where they currently are as possible then retreat, not directly towards us but to a spot a bit off so they don't follow them straight back to us. Additionally, take that advice to heart and anti-summoning charm anything like our badges. Likewise, wake up and provide episky or other triage medicine to our injured, performed by the least tired members of the squad; we want to be in top form to finish the fight. With luck they will follow the flier to the false location and we can engage in a flanking maneuver.
>>5758136I like these ideas, adding them to >>5758114>>5758043
>>5758131We could use that as a trick. Have some of them, ours as well as the lieutenants not desummoned, and leave them for a trap. People try that in and area that looks great for an ambush then a few badges fly to them like we are actually there. Would distract them and send them on a wild goose chase while we were really repositioning or advancing past them. If it is gorilla warfare again, I wonder if we could make a dummy with magic, leave a cloak on it and make it looks like we had to leave someone behind in a retreat. When they go check, boom IED.
We should really ask potter before next time if it is allowed to swipe other teams broomsticks if we incapacitate the rider. Or hell just do it now and ask forgiveness later. That would bring us back up to full strength, while which ever army wins the other fight will have almost certainly lost 1 or 2 of their air cavalry.I will stop shitting up the thread will military junk for now.
>>5758154>just do it now and ask forgiveness later.this, this is war, no time to stop and contemplate ethics and mercy
>>5758136Can’t wake them up, they’re dead, technically: >>5754932
>>5758043>>5758154>>5758119Supporting all these
>>5758154>just do it now and ask forgiveness later.Agreed. Also adding to my (>>5758142, >>5758114) vote.>>5758043
>>5758119>Fake the extent of the battle and place additional "dead" so that when they investigate they're ambushed from inside their formations as wellThis is a great idea.
>>5758162Some of them, I suppose. I don't think one stunner always knocks you out. But sure that is fine, still get the guys just knocked down or with a bloody noses some treatment as long as it is quick. Fuckface seemed pretty confident that Army 4 was going to come soon enough to help, before his shield went down.
>>5758049>>5758054>>5758069>>5758080>>5758096>>5758113>>5758114"You two," you say, pointing to two of your soldiers. "Allison, you fly over and find out who won between the Fours and the Lions. Send sparks up when you discover, red for Lions, yellow for Fours. Come back fast, but take a detour so they don't know our direction. Daniel, keep low on the trees, watch her to see if she's followed."Both nod, then fly away. A minute later, Daniel comes down again."She fell. Yellow sparks before a continuous beam of red light took her down, just swatted her down from the air. Never seen anything like it.""Crap. Fine. Go back up, keep watch for someone coming our way."He goes."The Fours won? That's a surprise coming from the one who didn't want to lead." You turn to the rest of your army, who are all treating the injured who have not been shot down. "Anyone knows what sort of spell keeps a continuous beam? Could be useful for us, too.""It ain't a spell," Talon says. "It's Apollo. He didn't show it during battle class, but in private trainings there wasn't a shield that could stop him. He'd just point at you, say stupefy ten times fast and you'd be on the floor. Never seen anything like it. His protegos were stronger than some people's prismatis. His aim was stupid good, too.""Oh good," Taylor says. "He sounds like a joy to fight against. Is there anything that gets past shields and that isn't Unforgivable?""If there was, they wouldn't be very good shields, would they?"The flier comes back down, eyes wide as he floats a few inches off the ground."Nine brooms in the air, flying together! Came from the same place Allison fell. Searching around for us. It's a matter of minutes.""Nine? All of the Lion's, both of ours and one from the Claws? Crap. Was Apollo with them?""I don't know, I couldn't get a good look.""Elliot, they have almost as many people in the air as we have on the ground. We have three brooms left. It's going to be a slaughter even if Apollo isn't with them.""Could we cast anti-flying spells?""They take a week to set up and need runes."You stop, turn to the flier and say "Accio broom!"Nothing happens."They have anti-summoning charms when ridden.""Crap. Any bright ideas?""Dig a hole and hide until they come down?" Elend suggests. "Would Potter call to give them the battle if we did that?""He wants us to actually fight, so maybe?" Taylor says. "I mean, we are in a pretty shitty position.""Will make it much cooler if we do manage to beat this," you say. "Here's what we're doing..."What will you do?> Dig holes and hide> Take flight with your two best fighters, fight them on the air with ground support> Set fire to the forest, choke them out of the air with smoke> Other (Write in)
>>5758234>> Set fire to the forest, choke them out of the air with smokeWAR CRIMES WAR CRIMES WAR CRIMES> Dig holes and hideBut honestly this is the "right" thing to do. Trenches and foxholes exist for a reason. We could always really fuck with them and just tie ropes to trees and hide in a dense area of forest. Just let them clothesline themselves on semi-invisible ropes.
>>5758234>Dig holes and hide
>>5758234oh man, right now i think we need time to strategize, lets use "Defodio: The Gouging spell" to quickly excavate an underground base and perhaps even some decoy bases to throw them off, if we are fast enough we could even create an underground labyrinthwe are 100% not winning an aereal battle, so lets take it underground and funnel them using something akin to the "Parkin´s Pincer"
>>5758234>Set fire to the forest, choke them out of the air with smoke>Dig holes and hideThey have air superiority. In absence of convenient methods for grounding fliers, killing their visibility (the real benefit of a fire) and preparing underground positions is all we can do.
>>5758234> Dig holes and hide using Defodio, and create a long tunnel>Use Colloshoo, the stickfast hex, to bound the enemies' feet when they land to root us out>Steal their brooms and leave
>>5758234Alright, fucking stupify beam lasers are bs; I still want to get it.So the only way to beat something like a combined airwing ins't to bunker down unless we have a real means to strike back in the air when the initial assault fails, which we kinda don't have unless we want to try a group spell to use like a flack cannon. Apollo can probably body any one of us in a single fight and has good enough protection one guy unless they get a drop on him is going to lose 100% of the time. He is treat no.2 right after the 9 witches and wizards who can just cluster bomb any position they know we are at. VC tunnels worked because we had no clue if we were just bombing jungle or anything important.We need to split them off from the combined wing and determine if lazer boy is in the air or on the ground as a hunter-killer unit.One thing, most of those in the air are not experts, they are guys who kinda work a broom. Two, he cannot possibly use a 10x stupefy over and over without fatigue. Lagann is enough to exhaust someone, and this is the equivalent of 10 spells at once.I think we go to ground, split into small teams and split up after setting some fires to try and force the shittier fliers down with smoke. If they stay together we can try and pick them off and exhaust them, if they split them the teams are to harrie them until they can bae lead to favorable ground and then we strike. We need to find out if Apollo is in air or ground, because it will take a few of us to take him, probably. If met alone, a scintillating shield should be the go to if you can't expelliarmus him; since his trump is just a bunch of stupefy, it might reflect a few back at him before breaking.This is not an ambush like before, this is real gorilla warefare. If they dismount as one, maybe have someone try and sneak in and use the cutting charm to destroy their brooms when they leave.> Set fire to the forest, choke them out of the air with smoke> Scatter into small groups, set a regroup point. Hiding charms and quite charms.
>>5758234> Dig holes and hide>Set fire to the forest, choke them out of the air with smokeWizard vietnam here we come.
>>5758234> Dig holes and hide> Set fire to the forest, choke them out of the air with smokeJust don't set fire to where we are hiding, of course
>>5758377Amoke and heat rise, so we may be safe underground anyway, I guess? As long as we have oxygen, anyway.
You dish out orders to your lieutenants before grabbing a broom yourself. Your soldiers dash in different directions as you hover just below the canopy of the trees, waiting. You're not the best flier, but then again you don't need to be.The plan of battle is simple: if you can't beat them because they are flying, all you have to do is bring them to the ground. You can't force them to land, but you can make the air useless.You watch the Fours flier fly in weaving patterns, spreading out but always keeping his allies close in sight. You wait for as long as you can before poking your wand out between the leaves and shouting "Stupefy!"The flier does a barrel-roll to dodge your spell before pulling up and away from you. The other fliers stop in their tracks and group together before coming your direction. Apollo's form is easy to distinguish among them, as he's the one trying to hit you with three stupefies from a hundred meters away, and the one who has a good enough aim that you actually have to dodge them.Well, that aim is fucking bullshit, you think as you float down. You count to three, until you're sure they're close, then-"Sonorus! Now!"Your voice echoes throughout the forest and ten cries of "Incendio!" come in response. Then more, and more as you dive to the ground and join them. What looks like liquid fire pours from the tip of your wand, and it takes moments for the upper portion of the forest to be ablaze. You get one of those rare moments of apprehension when you realize just how easy it is for a wizard to destroy everything around them, if they wish.Then again, muggles can buy gallons of gasoline for cheap, but forest fires are rare.The smoke and heat billows upwards, the fire quickly making it hard to see and breathe - "Bubblificious!" - so you dive into one of the many holes your army made on the forest floor. They aren't very deep, as the roots of the forest itself appear to fight for every meter down, but it is enough to protect you from the falling incandescent branches. Just moments after you hide you hear "Diffindo!" and a hole is torn into the burning canopy. Down comes Apollo from the heights, fire surrounding him as if he really is the greek sun god.The silly-looking bubblehead charm breaks a little of the effect, but it is still an awesome sight.His eight soldiers come down with him, each with their own bubblehead charm."Alright, Elliot, you've brought me down," he says. He sounds more annoyed by your fire than anything else, as if his victory was a certainty you're simply delaying. "Let's fight it out before your forest fire angers the centaurs!"Well, if he insists.> Army roll! Roll a d100+10 (+10 from your hiding warrior) to see how the Raiders perform against the Fours. Greatest 2 out of 3 against 3d100+15 (+5 from broom-flight still being useful even if close to the ground, +10 from Apollo (why, yes, he's that much of a beast, thank you for asking))
Rolled 13 + 10 (1d100 + 10)>>5758443
Rolled 45 + 10 (1d100 + 10)>>5758443Salazar Slytherin, guide my dice.
Rolled 78 + 10 (1d100 + 10)>>5758443
Rolled 83, 36, 16 + 15 = 150 (3d100 + 15)>>5758446>>5758449>>5758451Let us see the wrath of the Super-Hufflepuff
Merlin fucking damn it. Part of why I hate, hate opposed rolls. If it was just in order vs in order we would scrape by with 2 wins but with best vs best we are screwed with 1 win despite all the planning and everything.
>>5758458It also means if we use our 1d100 replacement, we win all of themAre we able to use that?
>>5758461I vote to replace it here, yes.101, 55, 88 vs 98, 51, 31
>>5758461I’d back that
>>5758461Forgot about that, yes lets rock and roll.>>5758443Use our banked roll.
>>5758462Itd become 101 88 55Vs98 51 31If it's best vs bestTotal victory in one go
>>5758467Sorry, 111. Cuz the bank was 101 + 10 for scenario
>>5758467Total Hufflepuff death. Adeva kedavra all Hufflepuffs. Diffendo the necks of Hufflepuffs. Repulso Hufflepuff heads into the curb. Incendio Hufflepuffs in a cauldron. Petrificus Totalis Hufflepuffs and push them in the lake. Polyjuice into Apollo and fuck his girlfriend. THD.
Guys if we take the highest 3 out of all 6 rolls it'd be this:> Apollo's 98, our 88, our 55If we replaced the 23 it'd be:> Our 101, Apollo's 98, our 88I don't think the amount we win by matters so it'd be a waste to use the banked roll since we still "win" the contest either way, since 2 of our rolls are the highest
>>5758516Is that how it works? Then nah. Was confused as to how that works then. Thought was best vs best, not a roll stack
>>5758470The banked roll overrides the roll entirely, modifier and all, so 101.>>5758516Yes, you'd be correct. But I'm changing it to something that should be more fun, because I just realized the flaw in this systemIn the rolling scheme that I was using until now, I put all values in a list, ordered that list, then looked who had the top three highest rolls. But now I realize that this makes the replacement roll almost useless. In this case, it would do nothing, as the result would go from:(98 88 55 ) 51 31 23to(101 98 88 ) 55 51 31Which is utter crap and makes it so the banked roll can't really be used with any sort of strategy. So lets change it to simple 1 to 1 comparison in the order things are rolled, which makes banked rolls much more powerful. This way things are cleaner, and avoids confusion with what most other quests use.So, in the new system, the result would be:Replacement Dice used!101 v 9855 v 5188 v 31Total Hufflepuff Death. Sorry for the confusion! Writing!
>>5758520Excellent.We do need to ask Potter or even Apollo about how to do a dumb stupify laser, that shit smacks. A multi cast diffindo could probably clear-cut an acre of forest. Incendio? Flame thrower. Bombarda? Best be 30 or 40 meters away and have ear protection because he just hit the area with a 500lbs bomb.
>>5758532Tfw bombarding the ground to effectively flak low flying brooms with debris
>>5758520make the Hufflebtiches suffer for messing with the Raiders of Lost Worlds! make it stiiiiiiiinnnnng!
Let's start workshopping the next battle.Air superiority is a real problem and we won't always have a forest to burn to get rid of it. And they're going to be made wise to gas-based attacks from now on. My proposals would be:A spell or potion capable of animating a large number of small objects, to act as a swarming menace.An air-thickening spell that greatly increases air resistance in an area.Practiced phalanx tactics combined with shielding spells, to negate aerial advantages.A transfiguration spell to create effective cover from the environment.A transfiguration spell to create a swarm of biting stinging insects from the environment.
>>5758536Here's a little lesson in trickery
>>5758532I think Appolo just built differenthttps://m.youtube.com/watch?v=zyC-F_7QXtk
>>5758136we aren't allowed to wake anyone up who's knocked out
>>5758520"Bombarda," he says simply, pointing to a tree. Its roots explode and it falls, its burning trunk leaving a trail of cinders through the air. "Bombarda."Another tree, gone. And another.What in Merlin's name is this guy? Is he even breaking a sweat?Only the few other members of your army sharing the hole with you can hear when you whisper a simple "Fuck it," before telling them the plan. It isn't very complex, but it is effective.Apollo stands right in the middle of your burning area, his hair being blown upwards by the rising winds as his protego shimmers the air and his eyes scan the area, searching for anyone disillusioned. Inside Hogwarts, where people are what is happening in the battle, the view pans over his face, the hellish orange glow burning behind him in a fantastically composed shot. Then-"Laggan!" "Laggan!" "Laggan!" "Stupefy!" "Stupefy!" "Stupefy!"Three green swirls of magic slam against his shields at almost the same time, their casters putting everything they have behind it. The first one makes him flinch, the second cracks his shield and the third one shatters it, leaving him vulnerable to the three different stupefies coming his direction. His eyes grow wide and he jumps. He dodges the first, twirls around the second, but the third catches him in the chest.You sacrificed three of your soldiers, but the Hufflepuff falls.His other soldiers stare in shock for a moment, before stunners get two of them. They scatter, some running, some hopping back into their brooms and taking flight, but your own brooms are right behind them into the smoke. You jump out of your hideout, firing your own volley of stunners at those still on the ground. The rest of your army follows, now in a tight ground battle as people face off. Somewhere on your left, Taylor is fighting someone who falls as he conjures a large telescope in the air and slams against his enemy. To your right, Amelia is dueling two people at once, fighting to keep her barriers up. You have your own problems, as you defend and bark whatever orders you can.Yet, without their leaders, the Fours fall one by one. Three other of your soldiers fall, Tanner dropping to the floor and Elend being shot down off the air, but eventually all that remains is you, Amelia and another soldier against one enemy. The battle feels like hours, but it couldn't have lasted more than a couple of minutes. It doesn't take long after that, and the floor is covered by a total of twelve brooms, nine Fours and thirteen Raiders.Your muscles are aching from the effort. Your brain is aching from trying to think of strategies. Your magic is aching from all the spells you cast, your fingers numb from holding your wand. You take deep breaths, waiting for the gong signaling the end of the match to come.But it does not.[Cont.]
>>5758567"Ah crap." You dash to the soldiers fallen behind you, the three who used laggan, they hadn't been hit with spells so they didn't technically count as "dead". Even if they were exhausted they could at least serve as a distraction. "Enervate! Enervate! Enervate!""Elliot, what are you doing?" Amalia asks. "It's over, we got them.""No, we didn't. We only got the ones who came here flying, the other ones-" Your eyes grow wide as you see the red glow off the corner of your eye and dive forward purely on instinct. "They just arrived."You stand up again, the forest still burning around you, the smoke burning your eyes. How many were they? If you hadn't beaten Apollo so quickly they would have joined forces and made things even more difficult, but now maybe you have a chance. Equal footing, maybe. With no time for clever tactics, you cast a shield and ready your wand.> 3 people, roll a d100+3 (+2 for your tired soldiers, +1 for your exhausted soldiers) against 3d100+3(+1 for each remaining soldier the Fours have)
Rolled 22 + 3 (1d100 + 3)
Rolled 5 + 3 (1d100 + 3)>>5758571>ReinforcementsFucking hell mate
>>5758573>>5758574Not like this...we were robbedabsolute victory crushed in the last bit would be too much
Rolled 47 + 3 (1d100 + 3)>>5758571mother fucker! cmon! we beat the Huffle´s so that W enough, but we want the big one!
Rolled 25 + 3 (1d100 + 3)>>5758571
>>5758577>>5758574can't be many left, we just took down 9 of them and their strongest fighter
>>5758578>>5758577>>5758574>>5758573>those rollsthis is fucking bullshit!
Rolled 33, 9, 83 + 3 = 128 (3d100 + 3)>>5758573>>5758574>>575857725, 8 and 50Oh no.
>>5758583Be merciful, one more round is all we need
>>5758583>not a single one
how many of them are we still fighting
>>5758583We've been robbed
Well fuck. Also shouldn't we be getting a personal +4, just from our wand? Not like it really matters at this point. What the hell, how incompetent is Weasley-Granger that he couldn't even take out a few of these fucks when it was even odds?
>>5758567fuck thought we'd have had more survivors with a full success, Dammit
>>5758593it wasn't even, did you forget apollo somehow having superstrength spells and amazing aim?
>>5758597Yeah quite frankly, the fact that we almost won is an amazing accomplishment in and of itself. I guarantee no one was expecting us to get this far, both because of how OP Apollo is and because it was so stacked against us with how many brooms they had.Problem is people won't underestimate us next battle, so we'll really have to come up with new stuff next time.
>>5758593Only on personal rolls. This is the performance of your entire army.>>5758583The spells fly and you block, but your movements feel sluggish, like moving through honey.Three soldiers? Apollo beat Weasley's whole army, losing only three bloody soldiers!? Hugo you absolute incompetent twat!You try. you truly and utterly try. But your soldiers are tired, while the Fours just came out of a pleasant track through the forest. They fall around you one by one. First the ones who were exhausted. Then another one. In the end, it is you and Amalia, back to back, holding up frail shields, having only managed to take out one of the three enemies."Milord, I'm afraid to inform you that the situation is dire.""Any clever plans?""Ran out of them three stupefies ago.""Cool. Enough energy for a Laggan?""Yep. And then I sleep for the next week.""On three, then.""Very well,""One, two, three!""Laggan!" "Stupefy!"Another one down, but Amalia collapses and that stupefy eats the last of your magic. You know you've lost this, even if you don't want to admit it.So close, so close! If only Weasley had been slightly less incompetent, if only Longbottom had been slightly more incompetent...And then, time seems to slow down. The world fades to black and white. And there is a voice. Her voice. The girl in your dreams."I can help you," her voice says, soft in your ears. "Lend me your hand, and I shall guide you. Lend me your wand and I shall give it strength. I will lead you to victory."> Allow the voice to guide you> Refuse the help
>>5758602> Allow the voice to guide you
>>5758602>> Allow the voice to guide youfuck it, trust the voice
>>5758602OH FUCK!i wasnt expecting this...fuck it, if we going to hell we going in a limousine>Allow the voice to guide you
>>5758602>Refuse the helpI don't want to win so badly that I accept help from her. Plus, aren't we still a bit iffy on whether she's actually benevolent? We're more so just complying with her request not to tell Potter about her because of the risk of what she said would happen being true.
>>5758597He is one guy. Surely to Merlin they should have been able to take out a couple more guys as they went down. Maybe that is what Potter said when he had "problems". That he is a feckless idiot who inherited neither of his parent's good points. I hope Harry beats him with a stick for sucking so bad.>>5758602> Allow the voice to guide youFuck it. We might end up like Lily with a voice in our head but we aren't a bitch like her. We control it, not the other way around. Besides, we trust this thing to lead us on a wild goose chase, might as well trust a bit more. It does seem like it wants to help us, what with holding back the eldritch horror we are infected with and all.
>>5758617his incompetence likely spread to the rest of his team
>>5758620Maybe Griffindor turned from the house of the brave and courageous into the house of my mommy/daddy is rich or famous from the war. Basically the frat house of Hogwarts when we weren't looking. And he is infecting everyone around him...
>>5758602If she's really a baddie, best for her to reveal it in front of everyone>let the voice guide us
>>5758642Oh she a baddie alright. My new bae is dream lady.But also Arty is cute and tiny and we need to protect her smile but also deep dick her, if dream lady isn't looking for a long term relationship or something.
>>5758602> Allow the voice to guide youOnly if she guides us to total hufflepuff death
>>5758602> Allow the voice to guide youTHD
>>5758602> Refuse the helpThis isn't a desperate life or death situation, no need to gamble with mind lady.
>>5758602>> Refuse the helpNah, no thank you. If we accept we might get some heat.
>>5758695It's better to see the gamble in a controlled environment vs when it could go much worseIs either do it now or do it never in terms of mindset
>>5758606>>5758607>>5758608>>5758617>>5758634>>5758642>>5758668>>5758671> Allow the voice to guide you>>5758610>>5758695>>5758724> Refuse the helpWriting!
>>5758739this, if something goes wrong there's people around to stop it
>>5758741Very well, you think. Take me.In the halls of Hogwarts, the many screens through which people are watching with baited breath flicker, the image disappearing for a moment. It is not a long moment, but long enough that no one sees as your eyes briefly glow, not with light, but with darkness.Your breath is no longer ragged. Your arms are no longer tired. Your magic no longer aches.Power.You can hear it. The crackling of the fire. The wind passing through the branches, rushing upwards. The thousands of insects fleeing as their homes are incinerated. Somewhere in the distance, water gently flows through a small creek.Three meters away from you, behind a tree, a Gryffindor sneaks closer, shields raised at maximum power.Your hand moves by itself, your wand brimming with power."Diffindo!" The blade of air shoots out of your wand with a jolt, and one part of your mind screams that this could kill the Gryffindor. But the wand is aiming downwards, slicing through the bottom of the tree, burring the rest of its strength on the floor. You spin, connecting one spell directly into the next with a skill you shouldn't have- "Depulso!" The tree flies forward, slamming against the Gryffindor, blasting his shield to pieces- "Bombarda!" The tree explodes into a million pieces, launching the boy backwards- "Stupefy!"The boy is launched backwards by the strength of the stunner, slamming into another tree and falling to the floor.You breathe, stunned, looking with awe at your own wand before exhaustion takes over and you fall to your knees.Somewhere in the distance, a loud gong rings marking the end of the battle, and there are cheers through the Hogwarts corridors.--People are treated, wounds are healed, dislocated joints are put back in place. Everyone was brought back to consciousness and told of the result. No one had seen Weasley since he'd woken up, but no one much cared about it. Some hours and a nice nap later, you return to the Raider's room only to receive one hell of a celebration. By then, the news of your final stand had already come, gone and been multiplied by ten, so by the time you arrive, everyone is already halfway into getting shitfaced."Arty hooked us up," Taylor explains handing you a glass of firewhisky while nursing a broken hand, which should be healed in time for classes tomorrow. "And I'm pretty sure Potter is pretending that he doesn't know this is happening."[cont.]
>>5758794 "Milord, I must apologize!" Talon approaches with a full Victorian noble costume, monocle, mustache and a glass of alcohol. "It is clear that your wisdom with choosing our attires is unmatched! I shan't question you ever gain!""One of the seventh years from Ravenclaw has a pensieve, so I got to watch her memory of it," Amalia says, touching your hand. "Where did you even get the power to do that?""Ah, you know," you answer, trying to come up with some reason other than "a lady in my head took control of me." Fortunately, your Slytherin side comes to the rescue. "I just thought that I couldn't let you all down after you worked so hard and it just... came out.""Then you should probably keep on doing that, milord." Amalia pulls you down and gives you a kiss in the cheek before sauntering off."Oh good," Raven says, unimpressed. "Now you have girls from both Ravenclaw and Griffindor into you