Magical Herbology 101
| While Vin slipped into exhausted slumber
return, Ezra was grumbling to himself as he realised he hadn't taken
elementary precaution of making sure the doorway was at least in the
corner. The first time he enlarged the room all he found was wall
filling the door, internal wall at that, the part usually not
He blinked his curious mind suddenly wondering just what held the room
together; the wall had none of the usual wood framing walls were
joined to. How curious and if he hadn't positioned the room wrong
he might not even have wondered about such a thing never having
built anything in his life. Tentatively, he reached out an felt
Magic in the wall, this was not really a human talent and his own mixed
up heritage often made even such simple Magical surveys useless, he was
hoping the fact that the wall was wood would conduct his Elven powers
some extent. Intellectually he knew he could easily fail in the
this particular Elven gift was precarious even without Siren heritage
muddy the waters, in most Elven descendents with a touch of the gift it
manifested as either a green thumb due to an affinity with living
and/ or animals or an affinity with once living things like
and other animal products. In Ezra's case what little Elven
he had was entirely with living things, the type of internal scrying he
was attempting was almost anathema to his birth talents, over the years
he had realised that while he did indeed have some of the Elven
to dead organic things his true affinities were with the living and the
truly inorganic which was yet another indication of his paternal
Ezra had long since realised his two heritages had something of a gap between his Elven and Siren talents, while a plant such as a tree lived Ezra could shape or change it, if not at whim at least with a sustained outpouring of effort, cut down the tree and Ezra's Magic rebelled often barely interacting with the once living cells. Even cut wood had echoes from when it was alive so he should be able to shape it using his Elven gift yet the feeling of decay from such things often repelled Ezra tot the point of nausea, cut wood would have to reach the petrification stage where it truly became inorganic or at least for it to become soil for his Siren heritage to take over and he could again shape it using the talent gained from that side of his family.
Ezra gasped as his Elven gift suddenly kicked in and he was the wood resonating with the melding and stabilisation spells holding his wooden form. Backing off before becoming lost in the wood, Ezra sighed quickly centred himself back into his body with a shudder of distaste, making a dash for the water closet as his stomach rebelled in the usual fashion to using his talent in such a manner, only just making it before he vomited the stew he had eaten earlier. Gods, but he hated this particular reaction. It was no wonder that he loathed scanning dead things; the Magical resonance of once living matter always left him feeling as if he had trampled through a swamp filled with decaying corpses. Give him the vibrating cleanness of a living creature or plant or even better the cool depths of the inorganic any day. The difference between the two to Ezra at least was that of diving into a decaying swamp as apposed to diving into a clear pool of spring water. At least his little foray into the walls had solved the puzzle he had been perplexed by; the rooms were Magically stabilised before they were shrunk. All of which did not help getting the new room into place; with a sigh of frustration he went back to the job to be done. Carefully, he shrunk the room back to box size and carefully turned it so the openings would match the available space. Finally Ezra had it in position and enlarged it again, this time the opening into the new room was in the right place much to the Gamblers relief he would have hated having to admit being defeated by a bedroom.
Looking around the new room with fascination the first thing he quickly realised was that the room was larger than the space available in the tent which meant the tent's Wizard space spells were very complicated, letting Wizard space adjust as needed was an adept level skill few ever mastered. The tent was a true showpiece of the Adept Wizard who created it, especially as Vin had mentioned a separate room attached to the large bedroom and what a bedroom it was at least half again the size of the other bedroom in the tent. The second thing he noticed was the furnishings, he found it hard to picture it belonging to a female. The room while not as heavily masculine as the other bedroom in the tent was decidedly unfeminine in the lack of frills. The bed was also not as long as the one belonging to Adrian, closer to seven feet instead of the eight feet Adrian's boasted and it was made of a lighter cherry wood waxed and polished until it gleamed instead of heavy mahogany. The bed while decidedly a four-poster could also be classified as a sleigh bed. The merger of the two styles was fascinating if a little unsettling as it gave the illusion of the bed being suspended from the ceiling due to the curved ends of the bed slightly resembling the rolled ends of a scroll with the canopy poles coming out of the tight scroll ends and branching up to support the canopy frame. A glance up showed double curtain tracks, the inner track had fine blue netting draped like mosquito netting from the southern states. The netting shimmered in the light and for the life of him Ezra could not place the material it was made of but the entire bed was draped in it making it shimmer in the reflected beauty of the candlelight. The outer curtains were a deep teal velvet with a simple gold thread and bead pattern giving the impression of twinkling stars in a night sky, simple understated but expensive, very expensive as it only took a slight brush of his senses to confirm that the pattern was created with actual gold spun into embroidery thread and the reflective beads made of the finest Wizard made crystal. It was the bed covers that surprised him the most although it shouldn't given the Le'Herne clan's occupation. The heavy fur and velvet quilt was a masterpiece of Wizardry from the blending of materials to the Wizard dye that gave it the same hue as the bed curtains it reminded Ezra of the bedding he had found in the Canadian Wizard enclaves designed for ice and snow not heat.
On the same wall as the door he entered by were what appeared to be a heavy wardrobe on one side and a large chest of drawers on the other. A heavy swath of the teal velvet curtaining covered the wall between the two; in front of the curtains was what could only be the float chair Vin wanted. The chair at least looked well designed and sturdy, the main Magical part obviously the small flying carpet to which it was mounted, gazing at the contraption Ezra decided it resembled a mad cross between a sleigh and a dog-sled. Evaluating it with Vin's present needs in mind Ezra decided it would not only give Vin's back support but his legs would also be kept straight as he healed. When Vin had called it a chair he had mistakenly pictured a dining or parlour chair which would have been useless without major alteration due to Vin's leg braces, this was more of a combination chair and chaise lounge designed to give both back and legs excellent support and comfort, the heavily padded contraption looked very comfortable a quick check told him it also had a number cushioning charms embedded into the padding.
Once he was satisfied with the chairs construction he moved onto examine the rest of the room. At the foot of the bed was a large blanket box with teal cushions stacked at one end and a large Wizard trunk the other. At right angles to the wall he entered by was the ornate fireplace with deep shelving on either side of it. The bed faced that direction with matching bedside drawers on either side.
The far wall was set out the same as its opposing wall the only difference was that the space in front of the curtains on that wall was empty and the space which held the door had shelves instead, curious Ezra looked behind the curtains on the wall where the float chair was stored he found glass doors but behind them he found storm shutters. He remembered seeing similar shutters in miniature on two of the walls of the room before he enlarged it. Which meant the doors were a dead end left over from when the bedroom and sitting room were part of a house. Deciding to check the other wall for a entrance to the mentioned sitting room Ezra made his way around the bed stopping briefly to examine the chest on the blanket box as he passed, the chest was made of black polished ebony wood with brass fittings it had a deeply engraved and embellished enamel hawk based crest recessed into the wood of the trunk and another brass circle inset around the hawk crest held the name Vortigue written in ornate black and gold enamel. Elsebeth Le'Herne had married a Vortigue if he remembered the story correctly so the chest had probably been her husbands. Moving over to the far wall he checked behind the curtaining on that wall finding glass doors leading into the expected sitting room, the back wall of the sitting room also had teal curtaining behind which he would probably find the other set of storm shutters he had seen when the room was shrunk.
In centre place on the bed was a sealed letter, thankfully it was not fiery red but even pink it resembled a howler too closely for Ezra to even contemplate opening it. Deciding to leave that for Vin to deal with, Ezra moved over to check the fireplace, frowning when he realised it was not connected. Pursing his lips in concentration he ran through his repertoire of spells and charms for something that might remedy the situation before he bothered Vin with such a minor detail. Finally, he tried 'reparo" the basic Wizarding fix all. After completion of the spell it seemed as if the problem had been remedied and he now had a working chimney. Just in case he had miscalculated he only prepared the fire and decided to ask Vin to confirm his spell work and the safety of the chimney before actually lighting a fire. Fire and a canvas tent were not something to take chances with. The open door into the rest of the tent would let the heat from the rest of the fireplaces seep into the new room which should take the chill of the room until he could light a fire, for good measure he pulled the sitting room curtains and opened the glass door to let the heat seep into there as well.
Returning to the other bedroom he found Vin once more asleep, taking in the gauntness he hadn't noticed before, Ezra frowned. Magical healing wasn't without cost, even the tried and true Magical potions and spells had some cost usually to the patient but occasionally to the Healer. The universe they lived in was a creation of balance, in many cases the healing itself created that balance, life was after all a Magical creation with its own internal balancing act to maintain, which was to be expected the human body had been created by those same balances after all. On the most primitive Magical level the easiest way to address that balance was pain, which was why most healing potions never entirely took away the pain of knitting flesh and bone back together the best they ever did was dull it to a manageable level. Magical healing hurt because if it didn't the Magic would have to be balanced in a possibly more dangerous fashion. Another problem with Magical healing was that the creation of the new flesh didn't just happen. What Muggles and even some Wizards and Witches didn't understand was that you couldn't just make something out of nothing it was all some sort of transfiguration, a conversion of something into something else. Never was that more obvious than in Magical healing as it could often leave the patient looking like they were one step from starvation. Ezra had seen badly wounded Wizards and Witches become skin and bone as the Magic raided the rest of the body for the building blocks to heal the damage, any fat deposits went first, then muscle would be sacrificed to the Magic. It was one of the most common ways a Magical patient could die after massive injury, the Magical healing literally robed the rest of the body to heal the damage, often after administering such potions the healer then had the job of fanatically getting enough nourishment into the patient wasting away before their eyes.
Looking at Vin with new eyes, Ezra grimaced seeing the telltale signs of extensive Magical healing; what little fat Vin had was gone and from the gaunt look he had lost a lot of muscle as well. Ezra doubted the young Wizard could stand even if his bones weren't broken. If the blackness under his eyes didn't proclaim a desperate need for rest he'd be tempted to wake him up just to get some sort of nourishment into him. Resolutely Ezra turned away a few more hours of sleep wouldn't hurt the other man and it would not only give him time to prepare the other room but time to find and prepare some purely Magical food, they couldn't afford more vomiting, looking at Vin you could easily see he hadn't any reserves left something they would have to take into consideration if he needed any more healing potions in the near future.
Leaving the younger man to his rest, he merely removed to writing desk and chamber pot from the bed making sure the chamber pot was still easily accessible by Vin then he collected the soiled milk glass and the jug of sea-milk then headed to the kitchen. He left the jug on the worktable but gave the glass a quick wash before looking through the food stores in the kitchen. He wanted Vin to have a few more hours of undisturbed rest before he forced another attempt at nourishment on his stressed metabolism. Vin's possible problem with Muggle food would require careful thought, he really needed to find the purely Magical foods for their next attempt a closer look at some of the fruit and vegetables in the larder had him frowning thoughtfully, much of it was ridiculously large by Muggle standards but Vin's talk of Frooklight render, would certainly explain their unusual size. Hopefully some of the Muggle foods might have absorbed enough Magic from the highly Magical fertiliser, he would have to be very careful but if he introduced them slowly one at a time he would hopefully discover which foods Vin could tolerate. That still left a lot of foods he did not know about, not having taken Magical Creatures while at school he wasn’t sure if Muggle animals could absorb Magic from the foods they eat and the world around them. Another thing that would be completely trial and error in the days to come, it was entirely possible that some of the meat and other animal products in Vin’s larder were suitable if the creature it came from had been grazing on Vin’s Magic soaked land. At the very least he hoped the eggs might have absorbed enough Magic if Vin had taken the trouble to set up a chicken run on his land, he knew Owls absorbed Magic well, one of the reasons Owls were popular familiars in the Wizarding world despite their Muggle nature, if that held true for other avian species such as chickens, the eggs might be useable although that was a test further down the line after Vin got some nourishment into him.
Meanwhile he at least had a few Magical foods to build his additions on it would be incredibly bland but he should be able to make a Frook porridge with the dried Frook fingers and the sea-weed milk. A suitable sourdough bread should also be possible. Getting the required ingredients for both those thing out of the larder he put them on the worktable ready for later use then he went back to classifying the contents of the larder by Magical content. While doing so Ezra found himself desperately trying to remember his old herbology lessons about the difference between Magical plants and Muggle plants. If he remembered his basic Magical Herbology correctly; Magical plants are inherently Magical by nature and design with Magical properties and or characteristics even in a Muggle environment with only the background Magical Ley lines of the planet to feed them. Or in other words Magical plants are still Magical with their basic nature and properties in both Magical and non-Magical environments. The ultimate test of whether or not a plant is classified as Magical or a Muggle is if the seeds or propagation's retain Magic in low Magic environments.
Ezra remembered they had grown pumpkins as an example of a Muggle plant that responded well to Magic, first they had grown pumpkin from seed in a Magical infused soil bed. Then collected the seeds and grown them in a low Magic environment of normal Muggle soil and compost, taking note of both size and Magic content of the crops. The Magic content of the pumpkins had been measured by a Magimeter, which had necessitated a school excursion into the nearby Wizard settlement to use the Apothecary shops instrument as the school could not afford the expensive Magical machine, at that time the Magimeter had only been in existence a score of years and had to be imported from France where they were created, while useful the cost of the machine was prohibitive as it cost four hundred galleons before you even added the shipping costs to the final amount.
Remembering that Magimeter made him frown it had been a useful Magical tinker-toy that would solve his present problem of whether or not a plant or animal had enough Magic but it cost over six thousand American dollars and had to be shipped from France. The large Gringotts branches were the only place you could guarantee finding a Magimeter on this side of the ocean as the Goblins had an assay section where they used it to classify Magical content of a hoard.
It might be possible to find one second hand on this side of the world but the chances would be astronomical as it was a specialist tool used mainly by the large scale Magical Herbologist whose income depended on accurate assessment of their crops. Occasionally a Potion Master or Apothecary shop had one to assay the Magical content of plants and other Potion ingredients for sale or use in their trade but that was rare and usually only found amongst those who made Potions for Healer use like his father. Which of cause did not help at this time as his loving mother had liquidated every saleable piece of equipment inherited from his father's tiny shop. The only things left were his research journals blood bound to Ezra himself as his heir and therefore unsaleable and the valueless remains of the shop fittings his mother could not find a buyer for which even now cluttered a corner of the Standish vault. The casual consigning of those old fittings to Ezra's vault as a convenient place of free storage of old shop fittings she could not sell or discard told Ezra exactly what his Mother thought of his Father's meagre inheritance. A fact that didn't help him find which foods Vin might be able to tolerate in the near future. Turning back to the larder he forced himself to concentrate on what he could remember from his old Herbology lessons.
The first thing that came to mind was Pumpkins, which made him wince even after all these years that parchment on pumpkins still made him annoyed. Ezra had been thoroughly indoctrinated with the minuet differences between plain Muggle grown pumpkin and Magically infused pumpkin thanks to the childish prank of one of his classmates for which Ezra had been blamed and suffered the ire of the Herbology teacher for the rest of his schooling. The ten feet of parchment on the differences between Muggle and Magically infused pumpkin identifiers had been a torturous punishment especially for something he hadn't done. There was only so much one could say about pumpkin after all, in the end Ezra had been forced to fall back the tried and true method of inundating the teacher in minuet and exacting details, including such things as diagrams showing the cellular structure of both types of pumpkins under Magical magnification as well as texture and consistency both before and after different methods of cooking which had thankfully filled the ten feet of parchment the teacher had demanded. The only joy in having to produce the thing had been the truly stumped expression on the teacher's face when he had actually handed in a full ten feet of parchment without repeating himself which had curtailed his plan to fail him in herbology and make him repeat the entire year. He had later discovered the teacher's ire was a product of something his mother had done during her own schooling years. Patrick Forkdale his Herbology teacher had been a contemporary of Maude's and she had been less than endearing during those years as she had yet to discover the profit in hiding her selfish and demanding nature a vital necessity to getting something she wanted during a con. At least that damn Pumpkin assignment let him know Vin should be able to eat pumpkin if it had been grown in Frooklight render.
Looking through the larder, Ezra was trying to remember what else he had been taught about the basics of Magic and infusing Muggle plants, shamefully he had to admit he didn't remember much, the details on pumpkins were indelibly etched into his mind but the rest of it was a droning buzz of annoyance as he tried to remember the details. All that came to him was that primary, secondary and tertiary colours of a Muggle plant were the most common identifier of a Muggle plants capability of sustaining Magical infusion. Searching the larder Ezra found himself gazing at a large bowl of big ripe juicy blackberries, five times bigger than the Muggle fruit usually grew, the facts of infusion colour jumped into his mind. The pure primary colours in Muggle plants gained little Magic from infusion, only doubling in size and content. It was the secondary colours that infused in useable amounts, combining the primaries yellow and red created orange shades which from lightest to darkest all infused Magic in large amounts, the purple shades formed from the combination of primary red and blue also infuse greatly much like the orange shades. The secondary green shades between primary yellow and blue did not fair as well in most cases, the theory was that green Muggle chlorophyll inhibited Magical infusion in Muggle plants a situation not found in Magical plants.
There were, of course, Muggle plants that had qualifiers to these simple colour rules, most notable the carrot if he remembered correctly while its orange colouring should give excellent infusion it had a tendency to expel the Magic when exposed to water so was considered infusible as watering the plant expelled any build up of Magic, all citrus were also impervious to Magic infusion despite its colour shade. The Tertiary colours were where it got complicated, in a lot of cases they infused weirdly or had reactions, which made the carrot's loss of Magic when in contact with water tame. Then you had white which only kept Magic if combined with a secondary or pure Magical plant when used, some of the root vegetables fitted that category but not potatoes he suddenly realised extremely pleased, they were already Magical to some extent as they were related to the deadly nightshades like belladonna, come to think of it tomatoes and some of the hot peppers were also of that plant family, onions also infused well especially the coloured ones. Garlic was Magical to begin with so were many of the basic cooking herbs. Looking through the dried beans Ezra was pleased to note that some of them were also larger than normal, the large non-green shades of the dried legumes Vin favoured for his Texas chillies would indicate that they probably retained the Magic from their growing matter as well. He would stick to the oversized ones until he could get Vin's history on how he obtained them; it was quite likely Vin had bought some of them like the barley instead of growing them.
Well, at least that gave him something to work with, he thought removing the blackberries from the larder, and adding them to the other ingredients he had already removed. If Vin managed to retain the Frook and sea-milk porridge he intended to make he would try some Frook sourdough pancakes and berry coulis, he would have to leave out the eggs in the pancakes and use berry juice as sweetener but the result should be edible at least, especially topped with a hot berry sauce. If he found the sea-milk syrup he could also make some thick cream to go with the pancakes. If Vin kept the blackberries down he'd next attempt a vegetable soup using potatoes and pumpkin as a base, this would be so much easier if he had his old herbology books, it might be an idea to work on getting Vin's supply list finished he could ask the Goblins for his old school trunk and possibly his fathers journals, he had a feeling he might need them in the near future. He could see a frustrating time ahead of them as they tested each of the stored provisions in Vin’s larder. Once they ascertained if Vin’s Unicorn herd was in residence it might be a wise investment for Vin to purchase a Magimeter despite the price of the machine, if Vin’s intolerance to non-Magical food continued it would be worth the investment. It would certainly be better for the tracker’s health if he could use a machine to assess the Magical content of the food he ingests.
Setting to work he made up both the highly Magical Frook porridge and the pancake batter. Thankful for the stasis spells on the larder that made keeping food both hot and unspoilt from over cooking, once Vin woke all he had to do was serve the hot porridge. He left the made up sourdough pancake batter out to prove along with a few loaves of bread he'd bake later.
Having finished his food preparation, Ezra went back to the new room to see about preparing it for Vin. The first thing he noticed was that the wardrobes and dressers were empty. Gazing round the room with new eyes Ezra noticed the lack of personal items with a frown; the other bedroom was full of Adrian Le’Herne's life. His sister's on the other hand had been sanitised of all personal items, he came to a stop before the ebony trunk with the Vortigue crest on it, the temptation to open it just to see if the missing effects were packed in there was extremely great. In the end he left it alone and began to prepare Vin's new bed for occupation, first he used his wand to float that pink letter to the bedside table; it resembled a pink howler too much for his taste. Then he drew back the decorative cover and cushions pleased at the lack of dust and mustiness from their storage, even so he gave the bedding a through cleansing with the potent cleaning and sanitising spells he learnt in self defence years before unable to endure the filth of most Muggle hotel rooms in his travels. After checking that the bedding was useable after their shrunken storage and remaking the bed, he then moved onto the rest of the room ensuring it was fit for occupation.
The room prepared as best he could without a fire, Ezra finally let his curiosity to move onto the attached sitting room half expecting it to be as empty as the bedroom. Instead the large comfortable sitting room still had all the Wizard paraphernalia of the dedicated Seer, after ridding the room of any lingering storage problems; he started searching for the scrying equipment they would need to ascertain if Vin's Unicorn herd were in the area. Ezra spent an enjoyable hour browsing the accumulated Divination equipment and books spread out over the room. Ezra found a wall of bookshelves full of books on Divination, Prophesy and Demons; a separate shelf had more Witch orientated titles like;
'Basic Household Spells and Charms for the Newly Married Witch' (in French), inside the front cover was the scrawled comment presumably from Elsebeth, 'Pretty useful all told but then I couldn't boil water when I got married so anything was a help, thank the Gods for House Elves'. A glance through the book showed basic household spells, he turned to cleaning as a test of the book's usefulness and was surprised to find a few of the spells he knew to make Muggle accommodation bearable. What he did like is the fact that the author had the common sense to include the limits on the spells as well as their execution and summary. A piece of information he wished more authors included. Cleaning spells were handy things but like all Magic they did have a set limit on effectiveness before you actually had to use soap and water. As the old Witch who taught him household charms and spells up in Canada drummed into his head, wash once, freshen thrice, and then wash again. Old Dorothea had been an eccentric old Witch but she had known her household spells inside and out and taught them to Ezra to pass the time the winter he rented her spare room.
'Useful Repair Charms and Clothing Alteration Spells' (in French), had the sarcastic comment, 'Mother! I'll need this when? You know Raphael's not so secret vice is sewing. Mother, he designs and makes clothing now. Between My Husband and the House Elves this book will probably never get opened again. Although Raphael did get some amusement rating all the spells and charms and adding improvements and comments in case I ever do need to use it'.
'Magical Knitting; Do's and Don't for the inexperienced Witch' (in French), 'I tried Mother, I really tried, you might find it relaxing but I found knitting the most frustrating occupation under the sun even 'Magical Knitting' that does most of the boring stuff. Raphael made me give the Knitting Needles to one of the House Elves as a present and she is happily making the baby clothes for me. Frankly I was about ready to use them as crossbow bolts the next time we went hunting Vampyr'.
'Magical Babies; The Ultimate Guide to Their Care, Feeding and Needs' (in French again), 'I love this book it saved my sanity, thank the Gods my Twin has such a practical common sense approach to gift giving'.
'Emergency Medi-Wizardry; Medi-Theory and the Basic Potions, Spells and Charms of the Apprentice Medi-Nurse' (French), 'From Adrian, who else but my Twin would have the gall to give me the emergency handbook for Healer Apprentices to celebrate the birth of my first child'.
'House Elves; History, Limits and Bindings' (Gaelic translated into Latin) 'High-level Arithmacy and Alchemy is easier than understanding this. Adrian agreed.
'Magical Fabric; History, Uses, Dangers and Care' (in Italian), 'Interesting and informative, Raphael keeps borrowing it as a fabric reference and he and Adrian keep adding pages on Frooklight fibre as they experiment with Muggle blends hoping to keep the invulnerability combined with a softer weave. So far they don't like any of them for the armour but Raphael is doing a thriving business in clothing and drapes with the resulting blends.' A quick skim of the book showed him the added pages as they were in French not the book's original Italian.
'The History of Magical Embroidery as Protection through the Ages', (in Italian), 'Well that finally explains the traditional Sidhe rune embroidery on our battle armour'.
'Muggles and Magic; how to avoid a Witch Burning when encountering Muggles' (French again). 'Most useless book I have ever read'.
Again he failed to find any books written in the English language until he found a small section on Unicorns, even then only two of the ten books on Unicorns were written in English. The first of those had the promising title of;
'Unicorns and their Companions Fact or Fiction', by Mithaga Bard, a quick glance showed both the Sidhe Elven and the partially divine Unicorn Lords both listed in the index. Elsebeth's comment in French was 'A good reference all told, some of it unconfirmed theory and outright speculation but all in all it gave me some insight into young Karvindar'.
The second was 'Unicorn Products Pure or Profane, know the difference or be cursed', also by Mithaga Bard. Elsebeth added, 'The Goblins recommended this one and it was useful, Unicorn Milk requires special containers and storage. That had Adrian swearing in every language he knows as in his younger days he had tried to recreate the old curing and purification potions for our armour. Unicorn milk is one of the main ingredients for the second stage where protection is added. Adrian had never been able to stop the potion curdling and he just found out why. Poor Adrian, a pity the supplier has been dead for thirty years he would have felt better hexing the idiot, he just borrowed some of Karvindar's properly stored milk and the potion worked this time, it only took fifty years'.
After he gathered all the Divination
scry for Vin's Unicorn herd, he added both of the English Unicorn books
to the growing pile, as they looked interesting. He hesitated for
a moment then he added the Medi-Wizardry book as it might have
to help Vin. The Clothing Alteration book soon followed as his
curiosity got the better of him, if Raphael Vortigue's comments were as
interesting as his wife's, the book would be an entertaining read at
very least. It might even come in handy given just how many of
shirts had become rags this last year. The final addition to the
pile was the book on 'Magical Fabrics' he hadn't realised the produce
Vin's waste vat produced more than just Frooklight render. It
also produce an abundance of Frooklight fibre from the seaweed stalks,
a valuable commodity any of the Magical weavers craved due to the
properties it added to Muggle fibres when woven or blended
Finally satisfied, he carefully floated it all back into the bedroom,
the empty bookshelf opposite the entry door as temporary storage so he
could find it when needed. Then he exited the bedroom and went to
check on Vin in case he had woken while he was busy in the other room.