Author here : I have always thought morgana lefey to be somewhat unluck. Though she did turn dark and mad. But it was not her own choice and in the end she did stop right before killing merlin. So yeah gonna repaint her house
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I was very proud of myself as i looked at the floor. The floor had a perfectly drawn ritual circle. It was very detailed and complicated. Because my knowledge was rudimentary, I had followed the instructions from the book I borrowed from my dear noseless friend. I triple checked everything. And tried to make it ass safe as i could. But well life is all about adventure.
I called kreacher.
" I am going to the ritual room, no one is allowed to disturb me. No matter what i shout or say when there you are not allowed to follow."
The book showed pictures of people shouting and had said that the person could dir but what is life if not a chance at impossible. For all the risks, the ritual was quite useful. It would make my core perfectly stable and i would be amongst the few unique people who could cast both holy and dark magic without and influence and repercussions.
" yes master."
Kreacher replied and bowed and poofed away. I still had to gain absolute authority over him but he followed my orders quite faithfully and showed me proper respect. This probably has to do something with my father. Well gotta use whatever we can.
I closed the door took of my clothes. Though i was only 4. My body could rival that of a 6/7 year old. The scars had started to fade and now i they were quite faint. I took the ritual knife and started the chant.
roga imperium Domini Dei luna I
Oro Deum solem
meo forte putes animo
Ego enim a stella ab stella in lucem
( this is latin. Meaning
I implore the god of moon
I implore the god of sun
Cleanse my soul for
I am the star of dusk and dawn)
As, the blood from the cut traversed the drawn circles the moon stone shined first, then the eye of the dragon and lastly the essence which was in the vial started to shine as well. They were arranged in an equilateral triangle and I was in the middle i could feel magic condensing in the atmosphere as it used them as a storage battery and then booom.
All the stored magic started pouring into me. It was painful. I could feel my body protesting and tearing itself apart. It was painful. The torture did not even hold a candle to this. I could not use occlumency as it could hamper the ritual. I shouted even my eyes went dry.
I could feel magic condensing in mu body as it formed a core. In hours it formed a gas, a thick cloud like gas. But the energy was still not depleted, it started to condense and form a liquid. As it reached second tier, i could feel my body resisting another change. Probably due to my low age i could not go to tier 3. So somehow i started to dissipate the energy in my own body. Making it tear apart and regrow my muscles. I was changing and i knew it but could not control it at all.
When the magic was exhausted the three materials immediately faded into dust and i fainted.