Chapter 89: Corpomency

Chapter 89: Corpomency

It's been ten days since I've been living here. And I decided to reveal my identity as Chris Martin. Dumbledore could have thought I won't be able to go to France on my own and told me about my parents, but I'll deal with him.

I'll visit him with Durant to calm him down. In the first place, he didn't want me to meet up with Durant's because once Durant knows I'm his son, he won't let Dumbledore influence me much, I would start learning occlumency, and I might go to Beauxbatons, etc..

But if I'm going to Hogwarts and Durant's going to fight the death eaters anyway, so Dumbledore shouldn't be too disappointed. Besides, what can he do? He can't try to pull any tricks on Durant, can he?

So, the news has now blown up!

Everyone who was allowed to visited from the day onwards, was made aware of my existence. What's the point of hiding? Now I don't need to fear Dumbledore much with this kind of family.

So, the ones who got to know about my existence spread it around, either gossiping or actually selling the info to the to we. But my parents wouldn't have introduced me to them if we didn't want the news spreading.

And thus, the articles of French newspapers for these days were like this:

->'The Lost Heir Returns?'

Our sources have been informed us of a shocking piece of news. It is being claimed by multiple people, that they have seen the son of Dueling world champion, Durant Martin and his wife Heiress Presumptive of house Laurant--------

->'Chris Maxwell Martin, son of former Dueling world champion Durant Martin!'

It has been revealed that the name of the Hier is Chris, and he was living in magical Britain as an orphan after being found drowning in a river as a toddler. His existence was discovered when just last year, he went to study in the most prestigious witchcraft and wizardry school of Britain, Hogwarts and scored top marks in every first year subject. Chris was also selected as the Seeker of his house team. For more information about his life at Hogwarts, see page-----

->The Lost Heir found shopping in Place Cache with his Parents

Yesterday, our sources managed to spot the Chris Martin, the lost son of Durant Martin and Camille Laurant, buying sweets in the Place Cache, along with his little sister Esme Martin with their parents standing on either side of them. We managed to capture this moment before their father, the head of DMLE Durant Martin himself came to stand in front of the camera, denying any interviews for the moment----

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So, it has been going well I guess. Since my parents want me to inherit the house seats and stuff, my existence had to be revealed. So, when I asked how were to going to do it, like, do we do a conference or something?

And they were like, 'we just live our lives normally without hiding. They'll do all the work for us.'

And that's what happened. Those newspaper guys worked day and night to spread news of my existence to the whole France without us having to do anything.

So...

Ha-ha. This young master is a young master again~

If that isn't good enough, then call me Bruce Wane... or maybe Oliver Queen. The rich second generation come back from the dead after going through hellish training.

Still no? Then let's just go with Tony Stark. Though I hope I don't die...

There's no need to hide anymore. I didn't reveal my wealth before and kept a low profile last year because I didn't have any polical power. And people, including Dumbledore, would think even if I'm a genius, I'm still an easy prey. So, I keep myself only at the level of a normal genuis at magic and an abnormal genius at Quidditch.

So.... is there something that could help me build shields in my body, blocking magic from entering my body?

Is it possible? For ordinary wizards? Maybe not. For the magical me? I'll at least give it my all trying it out.

And thus began my research on a branch of magic that I was going to pioneer on my own. And I named it: Corpomency.

The word 'Corpo' is derived from the Latin word 'Corpus' meaning a human body. Corpomency would be a branch of magic which would protect my body form external magical influence.

I can't say I've made much of progress in the ten days, but... I can tell. It is possible. I don't think I would have been able to make the mind shields either without actually knowing the method to do it.

I've been trying to make the shields with the same methods that I used to form occlumency shields.

I relaxed by body. Like I relaxed my mind before occlumency.

Alright, let's begin.

I activated the trigger as the pure magic started flowing into my body.

As all my muscles relaxed, I started to try forming the shields using the same method that I used for my occlumency shields. Only, this time using it for the body.

I used to my mind locked in with indestructible shields, so I followed along those unreal methods which the magical people have made for occlumency which I learned form all the sources. Then, I made appropriate changes in the method so that it applies on the body instead of mind.

The magic I used was, of course, pure magic. I could have given the magic a solid attribute, or the intent of protection, but that would make my shields focused strictly on defense.

The main advantage of pure magic is it's versatility.

As the magic followed my guidence, the outline of an armor, made up of pure magic started forming on my body, glowing in multiple colours.

But... as soon as I stopped supplying magic, the armor dispersed.

"Damn it!"

I sighed. I've tried many variations, but I can't seem to be able to make it stay. Another disadvantage is that, it's extremely visible. I can't use it infront of people whom I'm not gonna kill.

Just as I wrote down my observations from this yet another failure into my notes, I heard my mother calling me.

"Chris honey, get ready. Guests are coming today."

"Sigh... Who is it this time?" I asked.

"It's the minister of magic."

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