Chapter 139: Second sacrifice

Chapter 139: Second sacrifice

Nick was overcome with a familiar sense of weakness after he finished the ring but Flitwick had anticipated this and held him steady with a spell. Nick wasted no time at all slipping the broom shaped ring on his finger and mentally willing it to activate. Immediately a quidditch pitch appeared out of thing air but in miniature and Flitwick gasped in awe. Nick ignored this and willed the game to begin and he felt a slight weight on his mind as the two teams of faceless broom riders appeared in formation on the illusory field.- The debut release of this chapter happened at Ñòv€l-B1n.

Once he injected his own understanding of how each position could play from the game he had seen and the books he had read the "players" began to move on their own. Flitwick was amazed at how realistic the game was as there was fouls and a point counter included as the "npcs" played the game based on Nicks admittedly limited understanding of the game. Nick took the ring off and placed it inside Greed alongside all the other gifts he had prepared. "What was that?" Flitwick finally asked eager to understand the amazing thing he had just witnessed.-

"I knew that Mcgonagall loves quidditch and so rather than give her some lousy trinket that wasn't much use to her I mixed several normally separate fields of magic together to allow her to have a game at her finger tips at any given moment. The best part though was that the enchantment will slowly adapt and become more realistic as she controls it more and more." Nick explained proudly. "Marvelous! Truly just remarkable!" Flitwick exclaimed happily. "If it wasn't such a pain I might have thought about popularizing rings such as this but as you can tell making even one is my limit for now." Nick said honestly.-

Nick woke up at dawn as per usual and went for a quick hour long jog around the school grounds to energize his body. Breakfast started out the same as usual with the food getting served before the owls that delivered mail arriving. The great hall fell into silence however when the headline of the paper was read. {DARK LORD STRIKES AGAIN! TERROR GRIPS THE WORLD!} Having such a thing happen so close to christmas removed any positive feelings that most people had leaving today dark and dreary.

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