Chapter 38.6- Doom Days

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“I watched the duel yesterday” I began today’s training session with as I prepare myself to deflect paintballs shot at me t tremendous speeds like we’d been doing for the past few sessions.

“Indeed? Tell me what you learned” Flitwick asked, turning to his teapot and waving his wand. The pot set about making tea within itself while the half goblin moved towards his seat behind the desk.

“That the both of them are worlds more powerful than I am” I said. He nodded.

“And?”

“That’s it” I said.

“Watch it again then” He said.

“No, no. I learned that Dumbledore’s magical control ended up being superior to Voldemort’s power.”

“While control is as important a trait as power, that was not the lesson to learn” He said.

“Are you going to tell me?” I asked.

“No. Either you figure out the correct lesson or you never learn it. It will be worlds more effective when you learn it yourself.” He said, and so instead of a conversation we ended up facing each other for even more deflection training.

XXXXXX- JEEVAN, THE ASSISTANT

“Come with me” He told the boy, careful not to be too harsh with his tone. The matter was urgent and the situation was die, but Nepal was relying on him now and he could not allow his emotions cause him to lose their one chance.

“Master Jeevan? What do you need me for?” The boy asked, coming out of the tent. The evacuation had gone well. The plan that the Grand Abbott had put in place was working just as he intended it to. He had bought them the required time to evacuate the ministry tower and all the critical artifacts, but beyond that, there as nought they could do. Rudra had kept everything else close to his chest, and so that was what led them here.

In a camp, braving the mountain snow storms, and unsure of where to go next. Just instructions to make sure no harm can to the boy and that when he felt it was safe enough, to assemble a specific tent, prepare a specific type of tea, and then lead the boy within. That was what he had done now.

“Nothing, boy. Just follow me” He said.

“If you don’t need me for anything then why should I follow you?” The boy asked, brow raised.

“Because I said so. Now get in here” He said, feeling his patience snap and physically dragging the boy to the necessary tent.

Inside the tent, was empty space, lined with mats and only a single teapot arranged on a small table.

“Come, meditate with me boy” He said, and even if the boy had doubts and fears, he still moved to obey. They both assumed the lotus position and then Jeevan lit the fire underneath the pot just like he had been told to.

With a snap, the teapot began to whistle even if he was sure it had no mechanism to do so, and then came the fog.