Chapter 23 – Invite
It was already December. In the past month, I was revising the spell that popped into my head when talking with Draco. With the amount of information I wrote down, it looked like I made my own spellbook. Reading it, Quincy struggled to grasp the details, many of the words eluding her completely. Honestly speaking, without the memories in my head, I would also just glare at it and deem the whole thing as nothing but rambling.
"Are you sure this would work? This looks extremely complicated. It looks like some kind of ceremony, not a spell you just cast by waving your wand."
"Yeah. It is a ritual. I will need to procure the ingredients to set it up, but I can do that back home during the winter break. Coming back, I will have time to arrange it up here!"
"Then what?" She watched me as we were sitting atop the North Tower in the old divination classroom. It was already dark, yet it was only past five. The sky was dark with clouds, and heavy snow was constantly falling for the past three days, painting the scenery completely white.
"That is the hard part; I am still trying to figure out... I know it has to be in my head somewhere; I just... couldn't access it yet!"
"Conrad, this looks fishy!"
"It is not. It makes perfect sense!" I smiled, blowing at a freshly written parchment as I waited for the ink to dry.
"Really? Then explain it to me!"
"Sure!" I chuckled, looking at her over the top of my scroll, "Have you ever heard of a monkey's paw?"
"Yeah." She nodded after a brief thinking. "It is a dark artifact from the east! It is said to grant wishes, but all of those turn out to be horrible curses instead! Whatever the owner wishes for is granted, sure, but with a catch that often results in a calamity!"
"Yep. Pretty much! I just made a wish upon one! Remember what I told you? What the imprint of Herpo told me and did to me?"