Chapter 72.4- Doom Days
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“It’s only due to what I can only describe as a stupendous amount of dumb luck that you are still alive, Harry” She said as she examined the spectral avatar she had conjured from my body after she had me lay down on the conjure examination slab.
It was unlike any diagnostic charm I had ever seen. I could see a completely translucent version of myself floating above my body. She could see inside my bones, and muscles, and even my magic, swapping between them with waves of her wand. Part of me wanted to ask what this was, but the better part of me— the majority— recognised it was a bad idea because what she had done with my hands only a day earlier.
“Don’t worry, you can speak freely, Harry.” What? How had she known what I was thinking about exactly.
“How did you know that? Are you some sort of mutant legilimens?” I asked because that was the only way I could imagine that she had managed to get my train of thought so exactly.
“Let’s just say I have a talent for finding out what I want to the second I want to. Also add the fact that tone needn’t be a legilimens to earn to read body language. A skill that I find more useful now that the more knowledge of occlumency is out there. It bleeds down to the masses, they spend all their time learning to guard their minds from invasion that they never have the time to wonder in which other ways they are giving away all that is going on in those heads of theirs.
“I see. But that’s enough of that. What do you mean I should be dead?” I asked as she continued to look through the scan.
“The ritual you did. Let’s just saw that you somehow managed to botch it, but instead of your skin turning inside out and your bones turning to dust, it seems the universe itself gave you another.
