Arch Mage, the Path of Magic Chapter 25 (Patreon)

Hey friends and fans, Kairomaru is here with another chapter of Arch Mage, the Path of Magic! Third Year continues on with Yule Break. Harry goes back home, of course, and spends time with his family. During this time, he not only receives a gift that he wanted, but gets an unexpected surprise from his ‘big sister’ too! What will this lead to for Harry and Tonks? Will it be another thing to capture Harry’s boundless curiosity?

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Chapter 25 – Yule Break, Interpretation and Question

Harry always enjoyed coming back home for the holidays. A break from Hogwarts allowed him some freedom to explore, since Sirius rarely said ‘no’ as long as he could chaperone Harry on his explorations. But it was also just nice to physically be with and talk to his family members.

In the time since returning home, Harry had made sure to get some gifts for his friends and send them off with Hedwig. His snowy owl had only returned from the long trip a couple days before Christmas and had immediately filled her belly before going to sleep. With his gift-giving done, Harry had settled in to enjoy the holidays, though he was fairly certain that he knew one of the gifts that Sirius had gotten him if the broom-shaped present was anything to go by.

-Christmas Day-

“Happy Christmas, Harry!” Sirius beamed at his godson as soon as the boy came into the family room where the Christmas Tree was.

“Happy Christmas, Sirius!” Harry smiled brilliantly at his godfather.

“Wotcher all…” Tonks yawned behind her hand as she shuffled into the room a moment later.

Harry grinned at seeing Tonks still sleepy. “Morning, Nym. You want me to wake you up?”

Tonks shot him a glare and Harry snickered at the look.

It was an old story between them that involved a Seventh Year Tonks and Harry’s attempts at making a ‘Waking Spell’ that was effective on all forms of sleep or unconsciousness. In the end it had technically worked, given that Tonks had been fully awake a second after he cast it. The fact that it felt like an electric shock and had kept the Metamorphmagus outright wired for eighteen hours afterwards were just quirks that Harry needed to work out over time.

Tonks hadn’t agreed with him at all.

Presents were opened and Harry received many things from his family and friends. Books, clothes, candies, trinkets, and when it came down to the last present, Harry chuckled at the bright smile on Sirius’s face. He picked up the broom-shaped present and started pulling the wrapping paper off. “A FIREBOLT?!” Harry exclaimed at seeing the newest and fastest broom just recently released on the market.

“Nice.” Tonks grinned brightly at the broom. As ‘big sister’ she’d be borrowing it from Harry occasionally before he went back to Hogwarts.

“Sirius… How much did that cost, exactly?” Andromeda whispered to her cousin with narrowed eyes.

Sirius still had a bright smile on his face as he saw Harry happily looking over the Firebolt. “It was from the Black Family account, so it’s no big deal.” He said, waving off the expensive purchase.

“I know you want to spite our bigoted ancestors, but isn’t that a bit much for a first broom?” Andromeda was less concerned about the money and far more concerned that Harry might lose control of a top of the line broom and get injured. She knew that Harry could ride a broom just fine, but she still worried about him and the speed that the Firebolt was reported to have.

“I’m sure we can keep an eye on Harry and make sure he has it under control while he’s on break, honey.” Ted gently took his wife’s hand with a reassuring smile. Andromeda could only smile at her responsible husband and take comfort in the fact that they still had a couple of weeks to look after Harry before he had to go back to Hogwarts.

Harry marveled at the Firebolt in his hands and tried to recall the top speed of the broom from the various adverts that had been in Diagon Alley when he’d gone to shop for gifts with Sirius. ‘With a broom this fast… If I used the Floo first… It would still have to be on the weekend though.’

The gears were turning in Harry’s head, even as he stood up and hugged Sirius tightly for the gift.

-December 27th-

Tonks walked up behind Harry and ruffled his hair playfully. “What’cha up to, Harrikins?”

Harry looked up at her unamused as he fixed his hair with a thought. “Just reading one of the books that I got for Christmas.”

“Can you put that on hold for your big sister?” Tonks asked with a little grin. “I have a surprise for you.”

“A surprise?” Harry cocked an eyebrow suspiciously, but stood up from his chair anyway.

Tonks curled her finger to beckon him to follow her and walked out of the room. Harry, now curious, followed after her and was surprised to be led out into the back yard. Tonks looked around before quickly entering Andromeda’s greenhouse. Harry followed after, looking around and wondering what Tonks was being so secretive about.

‘Either she’s about to prank me, or this is something else…’ Harry thought as he slipped into the greenhouse, his young teen mind made some rather wild assumptions based on the location and the secretive nature that Tonks was showing, not to mention how she’d said it was a surprise. Harry blamed such silly thoughts on puberty and hormones. “So, what’s up, Nym?”

Tonks grinned at Harry, almost smugly, her arms crossed under her breasts, pushing them up slightly. “I figured it out.”

“Figured what out?” Harry cocked his head to the side a little.

“Magic is change…of everything: concept, shape, form, function, color…everything.” Tonks said with utter surety.

Harry took a second to process her words before a warm smile formed on his face. “I like your Interpretation of Magic, Nym.” It fit his ‘big sister’ and both her personality and mentality as perfectly as it could. “But are you telling me that you’ve only just now figured out your own interpretation?”

Tonks uncrossed one of her arms and waved him off. “Nah, Harrikins, I figured it out a while back. But I wanted to explore it some more and see if I couldn’t figure out full wandless Magic on my own.”

“I take it that you couldn’t?” Harry couldn’t help but chuckle at the look on Tonks’s face.

“No.” Tonks grumbled a little. “But I thought about Magic through my interpretation of it this whole time, and I think I figured it out.”

Harry looked at her curiously, a little grin on his lips. ‘Did she get it?’

“What is the true form of Magic?” Tonks asked directly, her eyes looking straight into Harry’s.

“And that…is the right question.” Harry smiled happily at Tonks.

Tonks shot forward and pulled Harry into a warm hug. “I knew it!” She lifted him off the ground and swung him around once, laughing brightly before setting him back on his feet and placing a soft kiss on his forehead.

Harry returned the hug and even enjoyed the small kiss a bit. “Took you a little while, huh, Nym?” He grinned at her from where his face nearly rested against her bosom.

“You hush.” Tonks ruffled his hair again with a pout. “Now, make with the Magic lessons, mister!”

“Sure, sure…” Harry tickled her sides and Tonks let him go as she leapt backwards to get away from his hands. “Simplicity, familiarity, interpretation, and mindset are four things one needs to use Magic without a Focus like a wand.” Harry conjured comfortable chairs for them to sit on. He plopped down in his and waited until Nym copied him, plopping down into hers, before he continued. “You’ve learned simplicity, gained familiarity with more than a few spells, and have your own interpretation, so all you’re really lacking is the mindset.”

Tonks had been nodding along so far, but now she looked confused. “You lost me.”

“How do you become faster at casting a spell?” Harry asked a simple question.

“Well, usually you learn to make it silent and get it down to point casting.” Tonks answered with the standard answer that any well-trained Witch or Wizard would give. “Once you’re really familiar with a spell from practice, you can eventually get to that point.”

“Why does it take time to cast a spell?” Harry asked another question.

“It’s because you have to focus on the spell you want to use, right?” Tonks looked unsure of her answer, even though every book on Magical Theory and Spell Casting would say the same thing, if not in the same way.

Harry shook his head. “It’s because of how you’re using your magic.”

“Huh?” Tonks blinked.

“Weren’t we talking about using magic faster?” Harry grinned at her knowingly. “Most Wizards and Witches have to consciously direct their magic to make it work. According to Waffling, magic starts in your center and flows throughout the body. Starting from the stomach, up through the chest, the shoulders, arms, to the hands, and then to the wand. That’s how magic flows in the body, according to the premier Magical Scholars.”

Tonks knew that Harry didn’t put much stock into Waffling and his works. “So you’re saying that they’re wrong?”

“Thinking of your own body as separate parts, is what’s slowing down your magic.” Harry revealed with a simple smile. “You’re not wrong to direct your magic, it’s how you get it to accomplish the task that you desire. But that’s just the first step. You can’t get stuck there.” He shook his head once before looking into Tonks’s eyes. “Do we think with our stomachs? Do we use our minds to express only desires? Listen, Nym. We exist in this world with our entire body, mind, and soul. But it’s such an obvious thing, that most people have taken this simple fact for granted.”

“But…that can’t…that can’t be it!” Tonks shook her head, her hair passing through a rainbow of colors. “Are you saying that the reason Wandless Magic is considered so difficult, and almost impossible, is because Magicals are overthinking it?!”

Harry chuckled lowly at her outburst. “It’s amazing what we can miss when we focus too hard on a single thing, isn’t it?”

Tonks didn’t know what to say to that.

“First lesson,” Harry started the instruction right away with a laugh. “I know you’re familiar enough with the Summoning Charm to have it down to silent point casting, so you’re going to start doing it wandlessly whenever you want something out of your reach.” Harry had a small clay pot fly over to his hand. “Take the pot from my hand.”

“How does this teach me the true form of Magic?” Tonks asked, eyeing the small pot in Harry’s hand.

Harry had the pot move from his right hand to his left hand without breaking eye contact with Tonks. “Your interpretation of Magic is that it’s ‘change’. So, change the location of the pot from my hand to your hand.” Harry wouldn’t try and give her the answers directly, because interpretation was a unique view and his wouldn’t match up with hers exactly. Giving her his answer would only stunt her growth.

Tonks sighed at Harry’s non-answer before focusing on the small clay pot in his hand. ‘Stop thinking about using your wand. Don’t just do the steps… I’m not a bunch of separate parts, I’m one being, magic is part of me. Focus… Make it change.’

It took several seconds, but the small pot eventually left Harry’s hand and floated over to Tonks. The Metamorphmagus smiled brilliantly as she caught the clay pot in her hand. Both her hair and eyes turned a bright pink color in joy as she held the little pot up high.

“I did it!” Tonks cheered at performing the Summoning Charm wandlessly.

Harry clapped for her with a grin. “Congratulations, Nym.” The little pot shot from Tonks’s hand and back into Harry’s. “Now do it faster.”

Tonks pouted at Harry for a second before attempting to summon the little clay pot to her hand again. It happened quicker this time as Tonks no longer had the lingering doubts after her first success. But the moment that she had the pot in her hands, it was snatched away by Harry’s magic again and returned to his hand.

“Faster.” Harry pressed with an amused grin on his face.

“Cheeky.” Tonks tried to snatch it back, but Harry had moved the small pot from his left hand to his right hand. “Hey!”

“You’re so slow, Nym.” Harry snickered at her.

Tonks tried to snatch the little pot back again, but it had moved from Harry’s right hand and back to his left hand. “You little…” Tonks glared at Harry and kept trying to summon the clay pot to herself, but kept missing as Harry moved it over and over again.

Harry was laughing brightly as he played keep away with Tonks using only their Magic. “Too slow!” He moved the pot again. “Not even close!” Harry switched it to now sit atop his head, completely changing up the target area. “You’re like a turtle!”

“Harry, so help me!” Tonks growled at her annoying ‘little brother’ as she kept trying to take the small pot back. The game went on for quite a while, much to Harry’s amusement and Tonks chagrin. When the clay pot was launched into the air by Harry, Tonks quickly ‘caught’ it with her Magic and held it carefully. “Are you trying to break it?” She questioned him confused.

“Not so hard, right?” Was Harry’s non-answer, a knowing grin on his face.

Tonks blinked, now realizing that despite her annoyance with Harry’s little game, she’d completely stopped thinking about ‘trying’ to use wandless magic and had just done it. “You stole that from one of dad’s movies.”

“Perhaps, young grasshopper.” Harry ran his fingers through the long, white beard that he’d conjured on his face.

“You little prat.” Tonks sighed and flicked the air in front of her.

“Heh.” Harry felt the flick hit his forehead and flinched slightly. “See? You’re already getting the hang of it.”

“Sure, oh great teacher…” Tonks’s sarcasm was like a flood. “So, what do I need to do next?”

“I’ll be keeping you on your toes for the rest of my break from Hogwarts. No worries.” Harry gave her a mischievous smirk.

Tonks rolled her eyes. “Great…”

“But the same rule applies. If something is out of your reach, use your magic to get it. No wand while at home.” Harry stipulated to her. “From this foundation, you’ll further explore your interpretation of Magic, make things change, even minor things, as much as possible. Change a door from opened to closed. Change the water temperature from cold to hot in the shower. Change the color of your clothes with just your magic. Once you understand how Magic changes, you’ll take the next step on your path to understanding the true form of Magic.”

“Hah…” Tonks sighed before sitting up straight. “I’ll do it. Gonna be a pain in the ass for a while.”

“Probably.” Harry said with a nod. “But the struggle is rewarded with an amazing benefit.”

Tonks stood up and walked over to Harry before pulling him into a warm hug. “Thanks, Harrikins. I really appreciate the time you’ve spent helping and teaching me.”

Harry returned the hug with a soft smile. “No problem, Nym. I’m glad that you didn’t give up.”

That had been what had happened with Sirius, Andromeda, and Ted. The three adults had tried to understand and learn Harry’s method before he’d gone to Hogwarts for his First Year. But they were far too set in their ways, mentally, to really break them and relearn Magic from the beginning. He still taught them a spell if they wanted to learn it, of course, modifying it to be used with a wand. But between the three adults, only about five spells had been requested over time.

Tonks, on the other hand, had always wanted to learn how Harry did Wandless Magic. She’d asked questions and did her best to learn while going to Hogwarts, keeping her mind flexible to what she was learning from Harry and what she was learning at school. It had taken many years, given that Tonks had learned Magic the ‘traditional’ way first, but now the Metamorphmagus had finally reached the first step in using wandless Magic as she continued down her own path of magical understanding.

“Going a little low there, Harrikins…” Tonks looked down at him with a flat stare. For all of his prodigious talent with Magic, and his many achievements, he was still a teenager going through the rollercoaster that was puberty. Feeling his hands trail down from her lower back to her butt was unexpected, but not shocking to her.

“Sorry, Nym.” Harry looked up from where his head was resting on her bosom. “Won’t happen again.” He moved his hands back up to her lower back.

Tonks rolled her eyes at him. “Try not to become a horny mutt like Sirius and you’re fine.” Harry took that as permission and his hands dropped back down to her bottom. Tonks ruffled his hair playfully. “Wait until you’re older, Harrikins.” The hands returned to her lower back again.

It wasn’t a secret in Magical Britain that everyone was related to everyone. Going back five or six generations would undoubtedly find a common ancestor between any two Purebloods, and at least the majority of Halfbloods too. The only Witches and Wizards that weren’t tangentially related to each other were the Muggleborn or foreign Witches and Wizards that came to settle on the isles. And with families like the Malfoys (with the original family coming from France), the Patils (the original family still being in India), and more than a few other families, even some foreign Wizards and Witches were very distantly ‘related’ for all it mattered with such a distance and the time between.

This tangled web of Family Trees naturally developed different thinking among the small population of Magicals. Marriage to a third or fourth cousin wasn’t unheard of, or even all that uncommon in Magical Britain. Not a single Pureblood, or really any Halfbloods, would bat an eye at a marriage between a Witch and a Wizard that had the same great-great-great-grandparent. The fact that Muggleborns often married Halfbloods or other Muggleborns was the ‘fresh blood’ that kept the gene pool from going stagnant and dying out entirely (the families that refused had all died out, the Gaunt Family still a rather fresh, if unspoken, reminder among even the staunchest of Purebloods).

For Tonks and Harry, though neither had ever checked, their last relation through the Black Family was a distant connection from the marriage between Dorea Black and Charlus Potter generations back. The fact that Charlus Potter wasn’t even on the same branch of the Potter Family Tree as Harry (and that his mother, Lily, was a Muggleborn), and Dorea Black was something like a third cousin of Andromeda’s (not to mention that Ted was a Muggleborn as well), meant that they had no real genetic relation to each other. They may have grown up as siblings, but both knew the truth, and they certainly cared for each other very much. If anything came from that remained to be seen; but neither of the two had any reason to try and stomp out something before it could begin.

Harry knew that Tonks had dated at Hogwarts, the Metamorphmagus had talked about it a few times with Andromeda and Ted when she’d been in her fifth, sixth, and seventh years. Harry fully expected that he’d date in his later years of Hogwarts too. Who that would be was unknown, but he had a few guesses. Thoughts of Hermione and Daphne drifted through his mind for a moment. But if things changed, as Harry couldn’t predict the future, then he’d just love whoever he loved.

‘Trying to plan out my entire love life ahead of time is pointless anyway.’ Harry thought to himself as he just enjoyed the hug with Tonks. He noticed a change and looked up at her again. “Did you just make your boobs bigger and softer?”

“Consider it a ‘thank you’ for teaching me.” Tonks smirked down at him. “I’m just practicing changing things like you said.”

“Fair enough.” A teenaged boy like Harry certainly wasn’t going to complain. He rested his head on her larger and softer bosom again with a grin.

The two would stay like that for a good while longer, just enjoying being together.

-Dinner-

“Harry, give me the salt!” Tonks nearly growled at him as she’d reached out for it wandlessly, only to have Harry snatch it away.

“Like a snail.” Harry snickered as he put a little salt on his potatoes.

Sirius was finding this far too amusing, chortling at the back and forth between the two at the dinner table.

The salt shaker was pulled from Harry’s hand and into Tonks’s, the Metamorphmagus smiling smugly as she put a little salt on her food. “Pain in the ass.” She shot a look at Harry.

“All for your training, young grasshopper.” Harry had conjured the long, white beard again and was stroking it with his fingers.

Ted snorted out a laugh, covering his mouth politely a second later, as he saw Harry using a line from one of the many movies he’d shown Nymphadora and Harry while they were growing up.

“Must you at the dinner table?” Andromeda looked between Harry and Nymphadora with a stern gaze.

“Let them have their fun, Andi!” Sirius was all for the show with dinner.

Andromeda turned her gaze on Sirius. “No comments from the bad influence.”

“Oi!” Sirius shot back, though the fact that he was cracking up made it clear that he was just having fun riling up his cousin.

-Next Morning ~ Bathroom-

“Okay, change the water temperature… I can do this…” Tonks stood naked before the shower, the faucet for cold water turned on. She focused intensely on the water as it cascaded from the showerhead. Tonks went through her interpretation of Magic again, understanding the concept of the change that she wanted to make. The cold water began to steam and the bathroom slowly filled with steamy fog. “Hah! I did it!” She declared proudly as she stepped into the shower. “Mmm… It’s even the exact temperature I wanted.”

Harry was walking by the bathroom, able to hear the water running, and knew that he’d have to use the other bathroom this morning since Tonks didn’t have to go to work today. Just as he got to the stairs there was a loud cry.

“COLD!!!” Tonks hollered, followed by a loud ‘thump’ from the bathroom.

Harry blinked before he realized what must’ve happened. “HAHAHAHAHA!!!” He laughed loudly as he headed down the stairs.

-Breakfast Table-

“Not one word…” Tonks narrowed her eyes at Harry.

Harry looked at her ‘innocently’ from his seat.

Tonks sat down and levitated the foods that she wanted onto her plate with a bit of focus.

“Oh my…” Andromeda looked between the food and her daughter. “Nymphadora, you’ve learned Wandless Magic?!”

“Yep!” Tonks smiled at her mother brightly. “I finally figured out that dumb ‘right question’ of Harry’s.” She shot a look at him.

Harry shrugged at the look. “She’s just starting out, making mistakes…” he snorted and Tonks flicked the air again, but Harry swatted the ‘flick’ aside before it could hit his forehead. “But she’ll only get better as she further explores her newfound understanding of Magic.”

“Congratulations, Dora.” Ted smiled proudly at his daughter, using the nickname that only he was allowed to call her.

“Thanks, dad.” Tonks smiled warmly in return. She reached for the salt and pepper for her eggs, using her magic, only to find both of them gone. “Harry!”

“Wasn’t me.” Harry raised his hands, showing that he didn’t have either of them.

Sirius was sprinkling salt and pepper onto his own eggs with a smile. “You snooze, you lose, Nymmie!”

“Don’t call me that!” Tonks snatched the shakers from Sirius’s hands by changing their location more than using a Summoning Charm. The difference only noticed by Harry immediately, but Sirius knew something besides a wandless Accio was in use when his hands both clenched into fists reflexively from the sudden loss of the shakers.

“Huh? What was that?” Sirius blinked, looking between his hands and the shakers that Tonks was now using.

“What?” Tonks questioned as the salt and pepper shakers levitated back to their normal place on the table.

Sirius deadpanned at her. “What do you mean ‘what’? You did some weird Magic just now.”

“I just took the shakers from you.” Tonks looked at Sirius like he was odd.

“You didn’t take the shakers by summoning them, Nym.” Harry smiled at her, both amusement and pride on his face. “You changed their location from Sirius’s hands to yours, instantly.”

Tonks blinked, not even realizing that she’d done so. “I did?”

Harry nodded, barely hiding a snicker at Tonks pulling off a more advanced trick without realizing it. “You could call it more of a Switching Spell than a Summoning Charm. And you didn’t even have to think about it, did you?”

“I didn’t…” Tonks looked amazed at what she’d pulled off unconsciously. “Huh… I wonder what else I could do already?”

Harry shrugged at her. “We’ll find out over the course of the rest of my break.” The little smirk he sent her way didn’t make Tonks feel happy about those words.

-January 2nd ~ Afternoon-

“Just change it.” Harry grinned down at Tonks from where he was standing in the air on two small platforms of air.

“How?!” Tonks yelled up at him, annoyed.

Harry shrugged at her. “How do you want it to change? It’s your interpretation, Nym.”

“When I get up there, I swear I’m gonna hex you, Harry!” Tonks promised her vengeance as she tried to work out the change she wanted to make on the air.

Harry walked around, new platforms appearing beneath his feet with every step while the old ones disappeared. He’d wait and just keep walking around the air, knowing that Tonks would get it soon enough.

‘Change the air… Make it solid…’ Tonks focused and there was a thump on the ground. Looking down, she saw a semi opaque brick in front of her feet. “Is that…air?” She picked up the brick, finding that it was almost weightless. Wanting to test her theory, she tossed it at Harry and willed it to change back to air.

POOF

The brick burst with a muted bang, returning the air it was made of back to normal.

“That was an interesting change, Nym. Could be good for a shield if you can make more of them or make a really big one.” Harry clapped for her from his position in the air.

“Is this how you figure out your spells?” Tonks questioned, now thoroughly confused by how she’d made a brick of air.

“Sometimes, it does usually involve a good amount of trial and error.” Harry admitted as he continued to walk around in the air above Tonks.

“Hmm…” Tonks thought more on the change that she’d just made and the change that she wanted. ‘Maybe if I do it like this?’ She changed the air in front of her again, this time at shin height. ‘Just stay in place…’ Tonks conjured another air brick and grinned brightly when it stayed unmoving in the air. “Now just stay there…” She stepped up onto the air brick and stood on it roughly thirty centimeters above the ground. “I did it… Harry! I did it! Look!” Tonks happily stood on one leg on her small air brick.

Harry smiled down at her, clapping for her success. “Not bad, Nym, you figured out your own change fairly quickly once you did it the first time.” He’d be nice and not mention all of the time they’d already spent just getting to this point. “Can you do another one?”

Tonks focused again and a second opaque brick formed a bit higher into the air. She stepped up onto it and made another one a few seconds later. “I think I’m getting it!” She took step after step and was soon even with Harry. “Now you’ve got a hexing coming, Harrikins!” She grinned broadly, only to suddenly fall out of the air. “Kyaaah!”

Bomf

Tonks hit the ground and bounced off the incredibly soft and bouncy…dirt and grass. “Cushioning Charm?” She shook her head, quickly figuring out that the ground had been outright changed rather than the Charm applied to the surface. “You changed the ground’s properties?” Tonks looked up at Harry.

“I don’t want you to get hurt while we practice, Nym.” Harry smiled down at her. “Well, unless I’m doing it by whooping you during roughhousing.”

“Such a gentleman.” Tonks rolled her eyes before chucking an air brick at him playfully.

Harry dispelled it with a thought and hopped down to the ground. The change to the soil made Tonks bounce up high when Harry’s weight hit it, much like a trampoline.

“Harry!” Tonks fell back to the altered ground and bounced again, though not nearly as high this time.

“Fun, right?” Harry laughed at Tonks bouncing around. “Oof!” Until she tackled him to the bouncy ground.

Tonks pinned him to the ground with a wicked smirk. “I’ll show you ‘fun’, mister!” She then cast a Tickling Hex wandlessly and Harry thrashed and squirmed, doing his absolute best not to laugh as the magic hit all of his ticklish spots.

Through the window Andromeda, Ted, and Sirius watched the two roughhouse and laughed warmly at the pair. It was always nice to see Harry acting his age, even if Nymphadora acted less than her own to facilitate it.

-Night-

Harry smiled as he read the newest letter from Fleur that Hedwig had delivered shortly after dinner. “Hmm, so if that’s the general location, then it shouldn’t be too hard to find it, even with Unplottable Charms in the way.”

Fleur had been thrilled to tell him more about Beauxbatons when he’d asked in his last letter to her. She described the palace, the grounds, even its general location as well as she knew it, which given the school’s magical protections, wasn’t one-hundred percent for almost anyone. Fleur had said that she’d be ecstatic if Harry wanted to visit the school before she graduated, so that she could show him around.

“I wouldn’t want to disappoint my dear friend, now would I?” Harry chuckled as he looked over the Marauder’s Map, a rough map of Hogsmeade, and the large map of Britain and western Europe.

Fleur had most definitely meant visiting through proper channels when she offered to show Harry around.

‘But where’s the fun in that?’ Harry grinned as he looked at his new Firebolt hung up on the wall of his bedroom.

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Tonks has not only figured out her own Interpretation of Magic (and didn’t tell Harry to try and surprise him by figuring out Wandless Magic on her own), but she asked her ‘right question’ too!

Harry is a man of his word and starts teaching her Wandless Magic based on her own interpretation.

He can’t give her his answers, because they would only stunt her growth on her path to understanding Magic, but he’ll certainly lead her to possible answers!

They even have some fluffy moments between them! Adorable!

For those wondering about the explanation in the chapter about the Magical World’s views on marriage and ‘relation’, get ready to learn some more Canon from JKR.

According to Rowling, the total population of Witches and Wizards in Magical Britain was around 3,000 total during the books. The United Kingdom’s total population as of 1995 was 58,000,000! That means that Witches and Wizards only account for 0.005% of the population. Their entire group is less than a rounding error that wouldn’t even be calculated in a modern census! With so few numbers, yeah… EVERYBODY is going to be related to EVERYBODY! So, why the fuck would they care if a pair of third or fourth cousins married? It’s not like they have THAT much of a choice, unless they just marry Muggles directly. But we all know the chances of THAT happening with a sizable chunk of Magical Britain’s population (Purebloods and some like-minded Halfbloods).

Harry is still planning his ‘travel’ and we now know for certain where he plans to visit first!

Won’t Fleur be surprised! Kek!

Third Year is going to come to a close soon, how will everything play out?

Keep reading to find out!

Until I get your reviews, later!