Chapter 71.1- Doom Days
Added 2025-10-15 08:22:06 +0000 UTC“Fuck, fuck, fuck” I whispered as I reached down to my wand with my right hand. I felt the familiar warmth and thanked every god I knew. If its loyalties had switched from that, I would be capital F to the fucked. The yew burned against my hand, seemingly affronted at the idea that it would switch its loyalties so easily. I said none of my thoughts, casting a diagnostic charm on my left hand. It fizzled out at first, the wand movement coming out clumsily. Fuck.
I took another deep breath. I pointed the wand again, and this time I cleared my mind before focusing my attention. Yup, my feelings had been right. He’d crushed every bone from my wrist up. I hissed, realising my only option. I didn’t know any numbing charms strong enough to let me keep focusing. The fires had escaped the hearths and were now burning across the stone, defying everything I knew about how fire worked.
“Brakium emendo” I said, using an incantation so I wouldn’t mess it up, while intentionally bungling the wand movement and focusing my intent on getting the spell to fail in a very specific way. Thankfully, I was able to recreate Gilderoy’s failure with some success. The hand flopped downwards, all the bones that gave it structure now gone. The pain was gone as well.
“You need to leave here now” I heard his voice to my side.
“You put me in this mess, you fucker” I snarled at him.
“I had to disappear. If I drew that man’s attention, the things he would have done would have been too terrible to even call cruel. I have seen what he does to things that draw his curiosity. That Dumbledore fellow must be some wizard to get him to back off” He said.
“You should have just led me out of here when I asked” I hissed, pushing myself to my feet.
