Magic never ends

Hi, hello, good evening, nice to see you today, all good in your life I hope. Hi.

I am your favourite Gamemaster and I am here to announce to you that from now on we’ll be playing on Gaiaonline. If you still wish to participate in this RP, make an account on Gaia and send your account name in the Owlery so that we’ll be able to add you. I’ll update the “Wanna Play” page as well, but it’s official. We moooove. With the help of David, everything is ready to roll. Let’s go.

~ The Gaymaster.

“Go! I want you to write a 15-page-essay on non-verbal magic for Thursday. Practice Protego for tomorrow and if you manage to cast any other spell non-verbally, I want you to show me. I asked the Headmaster to lend me a classroom for practice. You can go to Classroom Eleven, it’s ready for it. I’ll be available for any questions every Wednesday for two hours after the end of the schedule. Stay out of trouble, have a nice evening.” I said coldly and went to walk out of the classroom. Asher Rivers approached me.

“We have Quidditch practice. Will Augustas be alright?”
“Yes, Asher. Don’t worry. Everything is under control. He’ll be back on his feet in a few hours. I’ll practice with you now, in his behalf, okay? The practice will go on normally. See you in 30’ at the Pitch. I’ll bring my broomstick and my attire along. Go get the equipment from Madam Moreno and gather them all up.”
“Will do. By the way… Augustas has a faulty wand. I am not blaming you for what happened, Professor.” I sighed.
“Thank you, Asher, it means a lot to me.”
“I am just saying, he’d surely block your attack if he had a good wand.”
“I know. I am sure of that too and I’ll take care of that problem ASAP. Go now.” I said and saw her standing at the door.
“Minerva.”
“Hello Reese. I heard what happened from Poppy and came here to have a chat with you.” I nodded.
“Castle has a very old wand.”
“This is not an excuse, Reese. You should have known about that. We shouldn’t take things for granted.”
“How exactly was I supposed to know that he’d show up in MY classroom with a wand that is older than me and my parents?”
“You should have asked him, I don’t care! Are you ready to face the consequences? I informed his parents.” I sighed.
“I am ready… I am ready… I have to go now. The team is waiting for me.”
“Go and try not to stir up more trouble. Your position is very delicate. The other professors don’t like your style. I won’t be always protecting you.”
“I know. I’ll do my best not to be as provocative.” I muttered and walked away. Well, I was in deep shit. I had to find a way to get out of there, before I’d get sent back to Azkaban. It’s not the best place to be.

Apart form repeating her impromptu prayer, she didn’t move a muscle until Campbell had left the room. Once it was just her, Gus and Madam Pomfrey left, she took a tiny step towards the bed and hesitated for only a second before she reached out to comb the long, blonde locks away from his face. She wanted to do more, but she knew from experience that he was in very good and capable hands. 
“Would it be alright if I took his hand?” She asked the older woman, her voice thick with emotion and then gave her a thankful little smile when she received a nod. She pulled up a chair and sat down before she gingerly took his hand in her own, stroking it with her thumb.

Once I heard her ranting, I sighed. I wasn’t surprised. I saw that coming from Alan. He was always so stingy and so icky. He irked me all the time. I would see him walking around, so miserable and so disgusting. Made me wonder how the hell SHE married him. Made me also wonder how the hell did Reese turn out to be so nice. I got up, even if it would be the least correct thing to do and pulled her closely.
“If I was informed about his wand earlier, I wouldn’t risk it. He’ll be fine… I promise that I’ll teach him how to protect himself without a wand.” And I’d keep my word. I’d make him an expert in wandless magic, which was my primary expertise. I looked at him once again and Pomfrey walked to me.
“He’ll be fine. Let him rest and go back to the lesson.”
“Yes… That’s a good idea. Clay, you may stay here. I’ll let you know what we did.” I muttered and walked out of the Hospital Wing. I went back to the classroom.
“Is he okay?”
“He’ll be fine. Let’s continue. I need someone with confidence in his abilities today. The spell I’ll be casting will be Petrificus Totalus, let’s go.” I kept on hearing them mutter stuff about me and Dark Arts, about Augustas, about Nim that ran away, about everything. I grabbed my wand and looked at them.
“Shut up. We’re not here to gossip. We’re here to learn stuff.”
“I am sure that Castle learned loads of things today.”
“Maybe not, but I learned something. Always know what lies deeper than the surface before making the dive. Shut it and get up. You’ll be my target.” They were outrageous.

“His dad got it for him.” Nim explained, sounding a little out of breath when she dared to step into the room. She didn’t stop until she was standing next to the bed but didn’t waste any time in catching her breath before she continued.
“But he couldn’t be arsed to get him a real one though; he dug it up from the family heirlooms, that cheap, fucking bastard.” She said and tried to contain the seething hatred she felt for the man she had never actually met. She wanted to take Gus’ hand in hers and stroke it, but she realized how selfish that would be since that would soothe herself more than him. Instead, she just stood there next to the bed, awkwardly looking down at him without knowing what else to do. 
“Tylwyth Teg, I humbly request your help. Please mend my heart before it breaks even further.” She murmured slowly under her breath, making sure to keep her tone of voice as level as possible. She was still very angry, but she felt that talking to her Gods in her first language calmed her down to the point of rational thinking. 

Oh fuck, he was bleeding. I had to run faster. I had to save him. Oh god, I had to inform his parents. I tried to shrug that thought out of my head and kept on running faster, storming in the Hospital Wing.
“Madam Pomfrey! Emergency!” She ran out of her office and saw my worried face.
“There was an accident in the classroom.” She shoved me aside and got over him with everything she needed to help him. I dropped on the chair and kept on looking at him.
“Wake up…” I muttered and then I saw her with the corner of my eye. She was standing at the door, looking at him. I covered my face with my palm and tried to avoid looking at her. I also tried not to look too worried, but I couldn’t hide it. Sweat was rolling down my forehead and I couldn’t stop biting my upper lip, whimpering when looking at him. Madam Pomfrey looked at me.
“How did that happen?”
“I was teaching them how to cast Protego without the incantation. I asked him to show us and used the first spell that came in my mind. His wand isn’t one from Ollivander’s! It’s an antique! Why is he even wielding that piece of crap? I’d rather see him without a damn wand than with that one.” I lowered my head and buried my face in my palms, unable to say more words. 

When Nim saw the spell hit Gus in the chest, she couldn’t help the scream that escaped her as she paled considerably. Before she knew it, she’d shot up from her seat and run after Reese and Gus. If people called her name or tried to stop her, she didn’t notice, her focus on one thing and one thing only; making sure that he was alright. While she ran, she kept praying to all the deities she could think of. Please, please, please let him be alright…! 

== Augustas Reese Castle ==

I nodded once Professor Warren looked at me and just stayed there, waiting to see what the hell happened and Aem was like that. Once I found out, I sighed and lowered my head with an understanding manner.
“Rest in peace.” I muttered and ruffled my hair. I just saw her walk away like that. Life comes and goes like that. I hugged Nim from behind, without saying a word. Then she appeared. I approached Nim’s ear.
“I guess that we should go to the classroom.” I said and pulled her in with me.

== Reese Campbell ==

I walked in the classroom immediately after the newly-official couple.
“Hello, students.” I said calmly. I reached my desk.
“Allow me to introduce myself once again. I am Reese Campbell and I’ll be teaching you Defence Against the Dark Arts. The Dark Lord may be dead, but there are still some people that may threaten your life with Dark Magic. Yes, they still exist. They are not massive killers, but you’ll need whatever you can have, advanced spells that may save your life. I will teach you how to be fearless, but not reckless. I will teach you how to fight against death! I am not going to teach you how to defend yourselves only in theory. If you get attacked, you won’t have the time to draw your notebook and find the spell that will save your life. I hated this one Professor that tried to teach me, giving me the right to use only my quill and parchment. If she would actually teach me, I might have been able to protect myself when I was attacked by a certain someone with the Killing Curse. I was lucky. I bet he was more scared than I was that day. And I am glad I am still able to say what I said to her when she told me that I can’t use my wand in the classroom.” I said and raised my middle finger.
“Up yours, Um—yeah. That. That. In here, we’ll need parchment, quill, but most of all, the wand. You won’t go out of here if you don’t cast anything I’ll be teaching you. I will dedicate my teaching to showing you that whatever I am teaching you works outside the walls of Hogwarts. I’ll give you a reason to feel safe. Any questions?” I looked around and saw a Hufflepuff girl that raised her wand.
“I am listening.”
“Professor Campbell, are you gay?” I frowned a bit.
“This is irrelevant and it won’t help you fight against a wizard that practices the Dark Arts. That moment I may be gay, but you’ll be dead. Can someone ask me something that has to do with the lesson, maybe? Just saying.” I kept on looking around.
“Okay, point taken. Draw your wands. Let’s get down to business. Today I’ll teach you a defensive spell. I am sure that you’ve heard of it. Protego. Pro. Te. Go. The difference will be the following. You won’t say the word. You’ll just cast it. Without the incantation. Mr. Castle, could you please come here and cast any spell you want against me? No fear, just come.”

== Augustas Reese Castle ==

Great. She wanted me to use my damn wand against her. I walked out of the desk and looked at her, raising my wand.
“Locomotor Mortis!” She raised her wand in response, slashing the air like a sword and the spell returned to me, making me drop on the floor.
“I am pissed now.” She raised her wand.
“Finite Incantatem.” I got up again and wiped the dust off my clothes.
“Try blocking my attack.” I swallowed hard. That would be difficult, especially with that wand. She raised her wand. I kept on thinking about it. Protego, Protego, Protego.
“BOMBARDA!” I raised my wand like she did with the words in my mind. Failure. I got blasted back and got slammed against the door, with huge pain on my chest. I felt a bit dizzy. She ran to me.
“Castle, Castle!” Felt my eyelids dropping, as pain was taking over.

== Reese Campbell ==

His wand was faulty! I noticed that a bit too late. I looked at him as he fainted. I looked at everyone else.
“FUCK!” I shouted and lifted him, running out of the classroom, hearing students talking about “how they saw that coming”. I could not deal with them at that moment. I cared only about him. But that wand! That wand was like 80 years old! Why did he have such a wand????

Aemilia packed some of her belongings in a small bag and headed out of the common room. Ahrexi was wating for her outside the common room. She sniffed once more. They headed down the stairs and through the courtyard where Ahrexi said she should head to Hogsmead. 

“I’ve arranged with madam Rosmerta tha’ you’ll travel by the floo network ta yer house in the Three Broomsticks” She smiled. 

“Ya sure yer a-rite then?” Aemilia tried to force a smile.

“I’m okay.” She said and headed off towards Hogsmeade.

GM: Aemilia/Kevin will be out for a while, this is the post confirming absence. ~ N.R.

When Nim noticed the look on Aem’s face, she let go of Gus’ hand and approached the shorter teenager with a concerned look on her face.
“What’s wrong, Aem? Did something happen?” She shot a quick look over at Gus, but the stricken look on his face told her that he didn’t know what was up. She then turned to look down at Ahrexi, who returned her concerned smile with a serious but gentle smile of her own. 
“Her granny died, so she’s goin’ home for a little while.” Ahrexi stated with a gentle tone before she ushered the crying teenager out through the door.
“If Campbell asks, tell ‘er ta come see me, ah-rite?”