A Nundu for A Pet

A Nundu Core

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'Loretta, it's good to see you again.' Harry greeted her excitedly. This time, she was wearing a green gown, a crown braid on her head, and sitting on the ground. The golden flowers around them glittered, and Azash rested his head on her lap, her slender fingers patting his head.

"How delightful is to see thee young wizard. Come here." Loretta spoke smoothly; her voice felt like she was singing to him. Harry felt his eyes heavy momentarily before walking up to her and sitting beside her. His face flushed once again as he tried to look away from her. She was a beautiful woman, after all, and he tried hard not to be disrespectful towards her. Lady Andromeda had taught him that he should be respectful towards women unless they have no manners.

Harry watched as she grabbed a golden flower by its head, bringing it to her nose before saying something that Harry understood a little. He watched as the golden petals crumbled into golden dust, shimmering in the sunlight, that swirled around in the air before coming together, forming a rune letter, glowing with a soft golden light, on her palm.

"When I walked this earth, I taught everyone an important lesson, Harry. Runes are the structure of Magic, it can explain it, and make it work. My brother created the first wand in the world with the help of runes."

This revelation struck Harry. He knew from Tonks and Ted that Runes were important. They were a tough thing to learn, but according to them, they were one of the most important branches of magic, in the same category as spells, charms, and even curse-breaking. Legendary artifacts around the world were created with the help of runes, and even Floo Networks were said to have been created with the help of runes. This knowledge sparked a deep curiosity in Harry, a desire to understand more about these intricate symbols that held such power.

'He had read about many forms of magic, but many of them were no longer taught in the United Kingdom or even in general in the entire world,' Harry pondered. 'Necromancy, Dark Rituals, and many spells that were considered dark arts. This also included the study of Spirit Magic, as Tonks tended to call it, saying there was a way to use ghosts and cast magic that could affect both ghosts and humans. What secrets did these forbidden magics hold?'

"Runes make broomsticks fly. They use the magic inside you, there are plenty of examples, like this one." Loretta reached into a pocket, pulling out what seemed like a small round mirror with a golden frame around it that was designed to look like flower petals with a Nundu head at the top. She handed the mirror to Harry.

He looked at it, and his own eyes stared back at him; he didn't understand what he was supposed to do. "Is just my reflection." Harry said, looking back at her, ready to hand the mirror over to her, but she smiled gently, stroking his dark hair.

"No, look again."

Harry did so and looked back at the mirror. Once again, his face stared back at him in the mirror. For a moment, nothing changed when the mirror's surface rippled like water. The image of him went blurry, but as the ripples faded away, his face looked back at him. It had changed; half of his right face was his own but with a green hue in his emerald eyes.