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HP: In The Magical World As a An Extra [ Chapter 32 ]
🕑 Added 2024-06-03 15:30:57 +0000 UTC"Well grandmother you will be excited to know that during my check up the other day I learned that I possess a lesser form of this skill."
"I have been told that I might not be able to change my appearance to greet extents I will have some talents in it."
"But the reason I bring this up in this instance is because of Andromeda's daughter, who is an accomplished Metamorphmagus, the first ever to come from the black family in generations."
Magnus came out with as he watched the look of complete shock come over Walburga's featured and the wide shit eating grin on Andromeda's face at that moment, before Magnus continued.
"And the only conclusion I can draw how both I and Nymphadora were born with our skills is our blood, and that it was the inclusion of fresh blood from outside the other families that the Blacks have married into before that has caused this to happen...."
"....And therefore her actions at the time, though unproven, were of benefit to house Black and thus her banishment was unjust andundeserving," he said his tone with an air of finality to it.
Walburga was left utterly speechless at that final statement, she had no way of disproving what Magnus was saying nor did she have any way to rebut his actions about lifting Andromeda's banishment.
If this was true it meant that quite possibly everything that the whole belief system of the purebloods, that she had been raised to believe was wrong, she didn't know what else to say, and so was left with only one option left, to eat some crow.
"I… apologise for my statements, they were unfounded and spoken before I could take full stock of the situation and all that it entailed," Walburga stated solemnly.
"I ask your forgiveness Heir black, it is not my place to question your decisions, merely that to give advice when sought."
Magnus nodded his head, "Apology accepted grandmother, now if you will excuse me I will see how Tonks is getting on with lunch and I shall leave you two to talk, as you have much to talk about," he said before bowing his head and turning back to the stairs to return to the bottom floor.
No sooner had he rounded the corner and was halfway down the stairs Andromeda turned to look to the portrait of her Aunt having watched Magnus leave and gestured with her head to the stairs, "He's really something isn't he."
The portrait of Walburga nodded her head in agreement, "Indeed, he is… something." She said as she looked at the stairs her thoughts on her grandson who continued to surprise her with his every action.
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I sat cross-legged on the newly laid carpet of the Lord's office in complete darkness thanks to the drawn curtains that kept light out much better than the old ones.
The reason for my current position was simple, it was part of the new morning routine that I had fallen into in the past month here at Black manor.
I had finished my morning exercises half an hour ago and now I was just completing my latest occlumency session.
Clearing my mind was difficult at first but over the month with daily practice, it was something that I was able to do at a moment's notice, and in the very next moment I was able to raise up my defences.
Which if I was to say so was very extensive.
Occlumency at its base was the concept of creating a space to store your thoughts in an organized way and then erecting strong stable barriers in order to keep people out of them.
The better someone is at occlumency the stronger the barriers will be and the greater the number of them.
The thing was once you had learned to erect a single barrier learning to put up more was easy, it just took time to practice doing so in order to make them stronger and more numerous.
So far I was up to a cool two hundred and thirty-five barriers in under a second, and they were pretty strong.
The rest of my time I had put into actually organizing my thoughts and memories, and let me tell you there are a lot of them.
There was also the emotions that I had involved in it all, as with occlumency your emotions can be better controlled. I had reached that stage by the end of the first week, which was interesting.
You accomplished this by creating an image of an object inside your head which is the embodiment of the emotion you are trying to control and then you are able to close it away, it was more like emotion suppressing than controlling but it worked.
As for my actual mindscape, that was the place where all my memories were stored so I could view them when I wished simply by closing my eyes to review my thoughts.
I chose to make my own little library with books filling the shelves with the various memories within their pages.
I had spent a full three days organizing things to just how I like them a shelf for my early years and all the unimportant things and then shelves with things that were relevant to my life now.
Mainly all things relevant to the world I was now living in, and it was with this that I had come to the conclusion on how things were going to go along with all the ways I could make them happen, though currently.
I was in no position to see any of them done as of yet anyway.
So until I was I just had to sit back and wait and build on what I have and know to prepare myself for what was to come, which I had been doing for the past month.
In the month that had passed things had only gone from good to great, with the surveyor coming from Gringotts the day after my meeting with the Tonks.
