House of Magic
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"...And what of Modern Magic, Harry? Does it not live up to your expectations?"
Harry stared at the guy in front of him, his jet-black hair and green eyes lie dormant in the dark room. Compared to the guy in front of him, whose soft silvery-white hair and iris-less blue eyes shine in the dark.
"...It is a bit disappointing."
He said as the guy chuckled.
"Hah, it's meant to be 'balanced'. It's bound to laws that differentiate between good and evil."
He says with a gleeful tone, smiling ear to ear with narrowed eyes. Harry scoffed.
"Still, it's useful in a way. How about that Ancient Magic of yours? Any way we can use it to track him?"
The guy nodded.
"Of course, you just have to ask!"
He said with a mischievous smile. Harry then nodded, before closing the book.
"Good. Let's get going then. We only have a few days left."
"Hehe, oh, but of course, dearest Potter~!"
Harry flinched and smirked hearing that.
"Heh, contain yourself, dearest Desaulniers."
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What are the fundamentals of magic? Many seems to not know what magic truly is, even the renowned witches and wizards. Magic might be an Art, a Weapon, a Gift, a Curse, anything, really.
But what magic truly is, is just that.
Magic.
There is no hidden context, magic is magic. Curses are just restrictions, and we know it.
Magic is something that thrives of mystery. If you don't know about it, it grows stronger.
Which is why the First Magician decreed the Deep Magic, to bind magic into the essence of the wild.
But we know the truth.
For I was there when it was written.
And I am here now, where it will be annulled.
The old age of Magic is now gone.
We are entering a new era.
Where magic, is just magic.
Until all, are one.
IKHGHEAN DAOTHNODE, TILTUHENDRU.
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