Worthy Of Magic

Part 65 - Endgame

An abstract of Aura.

Red – Power, Security, Jealousy.

Orange – Pleasure, Appreciation, Comfort.

Yellow – Status, Authority.

Green – Love, Compassion.

Blue – Knowledge, Influence.

Violet – Clairvoyance, Unification.

Unknown – Release

Filius Flitwick knew the times were about to change again. He could feel the wheel of fate churning in his gut. After he and the others had completed their elaborate trap, he left the High Council chambers and headed straight to the residential tower towards Granger and Greengrass's apartment.

It wasn't difficult to deduce the probability of Harry Potter being there was high if fate was truly involved.

Purpose guided his steps and even though he was taking a unilateral decision, in violation of the pact the High Council had taken with each other, he knew it was critical to confront Potter and find out his intentions.

There was no time to waste and he impatiently conjured a flying carpet and got on to speed things up.

In a matter of moments, he was at the door and knocked three times sharply then got off the carpet and banished it with a flick of his wand.

The door opened and he saw Granger poke her head out and looked left to right with confusion.

"Ahem," he said sternly.

Granger looked down and her eyes widened in surprise.

"Professor! What are you doing here?"

"May I come in?"

"Of course," Hermione said happily, "I was beginning to think I was forgotten." It was true, she thought. Daphne was still not out and she was ready to blow her door to pieces.

Flitwick hummed and walked in, taking in the luxurious and simplistic layout. He headed straight of the couch and took a seat, wandessly giving him the boost he needed.

Hermione took a seat on the high chair by the balcony and waited patiently.

"Could you bring Ms Greengrass, Hermione? It would be best if the two of you were here for this." He wanted his hunch confirmed before he spoke his mind.

Hermione huffed irritably. "If I could lift that silencing spell on her door I would! She's been locked in there forever." She was tempted to add shagging like bunnies but held her tongue.

"There's a simple trick to it," he said nonchalantly. "Do you want me to lift it?"

Hermione was afraid of the sounds that might scream out and shook her head. "I think we can wait for a couple of minutes. I'm sure she'll be out." She silently prayed.

"So Professor," Hermione began awkwardly. The professor was being awfully mysterious. "What was the big emergency last night?"

"That's the reason I'm here," he said patiently. "And it requires Ms Greengrass's presence so until she does appear, why don't you tell me your thoughts about the river. Any ideas that will allow us to safely step inside?"

"Erm.. obviously it's leading somewhere and it has a source and it is connected to Potter's curse.

Hermione paused and collected her thoughts.

"The power and complexity of the river suggest that it is now self-sufficient and is not under the control of the caster.

"So our goal should be to take control of the river at the source and end the curse," she finished strongly.