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Serena Snape: Love of Magic - chapter 63
🕑 Added 2025-01-18 02:09:59 +0000 UTCAuthor's Notes: Chapter edited and corrected by Scott Fellman.
"Oh my gosh! You're such a cutie!!" Enid squealed the moment she saw Cia, my fairy practically preened in front of Enid with her chin held high. Enid squealed again.
"This is Ciara, Cia for short, my wand." I explained as Enid continued to coo to the fairy, Enid looked at me, slightly confused.
I sighed and began to give her a full rundown of everyone in the room while some of the other people present interrupted me as appropriate. It was dinner time, and as usual, I had prepared the food while Dobby helped set the table, now including one more person.
As expected, Enid moaned at her food. Was it presumptuous to think that, as a werewolf, she would like meat? Maybe. Were there any complaints? Definitely not if the noises Enid was making were any indication.
"That was the most delicious thing I've ever tasted in my life," said Enid, utterly satisfied as she looked at Dobby, entranced while cleaning the table. "Let's see, let's see if I fully understood so far, you, my partner, are a witch/devil/succubus with metal and minion powers?" Enid tried to summarize with a crooked smile. I sighed.
"Close." I conceded, Enid smiled brighter, and pointed at Bellatrix.
"You're like, a real vampire, super scary and super important, and… you can create earthquakes?" Enid tried once more, and Bellatrix wrinkled her nose and nodded. Enid sighed and looked at Lucius and Narcissa.
"And you are… a couple of, definitely not Death Eaters, but you are, a seamstress and some sort of bloodsucking devil?" Enid asked, Bellatrix and I snorted in amusement, Narcissa let out a laugh, and Lucius sighed.
"Politician, I am a politician." Lucius said tiredly, and Enid bowed her head.
"And what did I say?" she asked innocently, although her eyes sparkled with amusement.
"Well, you've got it almost perfect," I said playfully. "Now, what powers do you want?" I asked in her direction. Enid looked surprised.
"Oh, I get powers too?" she asked, surprised, before stopping. "Magic! I want to be able to do magic like you guys!" she said quickly, wrinkling my nose.
"While I wouldn't mind you choosing that, we wouldn't have a wand to get you until we get back to our world, so it would be too difficult for you to master our magic." Wrinkling her nose, Enid pouted. "In a month, I'll have my Evil Pieces. Once I turn you into a devil, you'll be able to use magic." I placated Enid.
"Oh, right, damn… There are angels, too, right? Can I be an angel?!" Enid asked with a smile. I frowned.
"I don't think so? At least not an angel of this world, you would fall immediately when you are reincarnated. You would be a fallen angel at most. Or not reincarnated at all." I explained. Enid became discouraged.
"Well... could I get something other than... fighting? I really, really don't do well with blood." Enid said as she paled just thinking about it.
"What a werewolf," Bellatrix sneered scathingly. Enid visibly flinched. I punched Bellatrix's ribs hard and glared at her. Bellatrix glared back at me.
"I... you're right, I'm not a very good werewolf," Enid said dejectedly as she looked down.
"Don't listen to my sister, she's just being mean for no reason, you're perfect the way you are." Narcissa said softly as she glared at Bellatrix. Bellatrix's expression changed a few times, but she remained firm. I sighed tiredly. I really would have to talk to Bellatrix sooner rather than later.
"Ignore Bellatrix, Cissy is right." I quickly added. "What powers were you expecting? You can always be an angel without being reincarnated; you don't have to be in my peerage." I changed the subject dramatically. Enid shook her head before smiling weakly.
"Eh… no idea?" Enid tilted her head. "I… an angel sounds good? Oh! Can I have something healing?" Enid asked excitedly, "Or should I change my werewolf powers? Maybe to a better one?" Now Enid gasped loudly. " Twilight 's werewolves! Can I switch to one?!" Enid looked like she was about to bounce off the walls. I grimaced. I ignored the others' gazes and looked at Enid.
"Technically, Quileutes are shapeshifters, not werewolves," I corrected Enid. She pouted. "But… if you want, I can change your base template from a werewolf to a Quileute?" I added, Enid smiled widely.
"Please! I don't want to stop being a werewolf! Or something close to that... I-it's what I am! Even if I'm bad at being one," Enid said softly. I sighed as I looked at her.
"Yes, if that's what you want," I shrugged. "I guess being a shapeshifter who can be a wolf at will is better than turning into a werewolf only once a month." I added while humming.
"Um, can you explain what you're talking about?" Narcissa interrupted.
"Oh! A shapeshifter, specifically the Quileute, can shapeshift between their human form and a giant wolf! " Enid explained happily.
"Wouldn't that be the same as being an Animagus?" Bellatrix snorted from the side. I wrinkled my nose.
"Similar, but not. An Animagus can only turn into mundane animals; average wolves are between 80cm and 100cm tall on all fours, depending on the type of wolf. A Quileute can easily grow to be twice that size." I explained as Enid nodded several times.
"Not only that, they're stronger, they're faster, they have telepathy with their pack! And several of those traits affect my human side!" Enid added excitedly. "On the other hand, as a werewolf outside the full moon, I only have this to show." Enid spread her hands, and her claws lengthened. This kitty is armed," she said playfully. I snorted in amusement.
"Kitten?" I asked playfully, and she winked at me flirtatiously. I could hear Bellatrix growl beside me. "Okay, that's one less thing. Anything else you want? " I asked quickly before Bellatrix could do or say anything.
"Mmm, you said I could be an angel? I want that! " Enid exclaimed with a smile, "Angels can heal, right?" she asked, wrinkling her nose.
"Not all of them, but there's surely one that will suit your needs." I said simply before looking at her, unsurely. "Although… are you sure you want to get into healing? You can't stand blood, and really, you're going to be up to your elbows in blood if you want to do that." I said doubtfully, and Enid visibly paled, stopping stiffly.
"I… I can, I'll get used to it. I just… need time… maybe," Enid said with a shaky smile. I hummed lightly as I sighed. I really didn't want to force her into anything; it was a horrible idea to have an unwilling fighter. And, despite my own and Bellatrix's regenerative immortality, an extra healer was always welcome.
"Alright, let's see what we've got." I said as I pulled out my phone and tapped on the option to enlarge it to a tablet. Enid's eyes lit up, and she stood up from her spot at the table and immediately stuck to my side. Bellatrix dug her nails into my forearm. I winced but quickly manipulated the tablet.
"Let's see, healing angels, a couple of options come to mind, such as." I stopped when a name came to mind: "Florence Nightingale," I said quickly. Enid looked at me, confused.
"The nurse?"
"The same," I snapped my fingers. "Nightingale reformed the entire nursing system in Britain during the 18th and 19th centuries. The mortality rate in wartime nursing homes was really high; she brought it down to a mere 5% through sheer force of will. She saved so many soldiers during the Crimean War that she was given the nickname 'Angel of the Crimea'; she's basically the founder of modern nursing."
"Wow," Enid murmured, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
"Wait, there was someone like that in our world?" Lucius asked curiously, and I nodded.
"Yeah, she was a muggle… I guess." I said with a shrug, You could never be sure if they were undercover wizards or witches or not. There were several in Muggle history that had magic. "Since there's no real Muggle history, it's rare for wizards and witches to acknowledge important people in non-magical history. Nightingale, she was just a muggle, so she doesn't have any powers, but… in the Nasuverse as a servant, that's different." I said excitedly as I manipulated the tablet.
"As a Servant, Nightingale has several abilities that are a condensation of her history, including her skills as a nurse; she can treat allies' wounds using tactics from the 18th to 19th centuries, but somehow, the results Nightingale achieves are much better.
"But most importantly, her Noble Phantasm, Nightingale Pledge, negates all toxicity and aggression within its range of effect. All weapons temporarily lose their effects, poisons are removed, swords fall from hands, guns cannot spit bullets, bombs cannot start their chemical reactions, magic cannot be compiled, and Noble Phantasms cannot be released. As well as having a restoration effect for allies."
I said excitedly, Enid seemed completely in love with the idea.
"Wait, that means it nullifies all forms of combat, creates a non-aggression zone?" Bellatrix asked incredulously, and I nodded.
"Exactly, no one, neither allies nor enemies, can fight in any way while the effects of your Noble Phantasm are active." I said excitedly.
"I want that one! I don't know what a Noble Phantasm, a Servant, or anything else is, but it sounds perfect to me! A big no to violence! " Enid said, almost bouncing on the spot. I nodded in her direction.
"Don't worry, we'll watch the series where Nightingale appears later so that everything is clear." I hummed lightly. There should be an entire anime series based on all of Fate/Grand Order." Well, that's one thing, now, even though Nightingale has healing methods, they certainly aren't… the most efficient by any means, so we still need another template." I said as I went back to the tablet.
"'Crimean Angel' was a title? She's not an absolute angel, is she? I still want to be an angel! " Enid exclaimed happily, I nodded as I searched and showed her different options.
Oddly enough, there weren't many angels who actually did healing; it was just a small part of their powers, and Enid noticed that as she pouted at each angel we passed.
"There aren't any that are good enough!" Enid complained as she pouted at the screen.
"What if we leave out the angel part?" I asked with a crooked smile. Enid's pout grew bigger, but she nodded reluctantly.
"Fine, I'll be a healer devil! Hit me with your best shot." Enid said firmly, humming as she went back to fiddling with the tablet. Now that the angel part of the quest was removed, there were many more options available.
The first one I showed her was clearly Amy Dallon, better known as Panacea or the Red Queen of Worm, with total biokinesis; she was able to manipulate the biology of any living organism, regardless of size. It could be used to heal any flesh wound, irrespective of its lethality, or even to experiment with the biology of organisms; you could do... interesting things with that power.
Enid was disgusted.
We continue to transition from one set of healing powers to another, such as Tsunade and Sakura from Naruto, Aqua from Konosuba, Elizabeth Liones from The Seven Deadly Sins, Wendy from Fairy Tail, Recovery Girl from My Hero Academia, and even Asia herself from High School DxD.
But the one who caught her attention was Orihime Inoue from Bleach.
Her real power is phenomenon rejection, capable of going against the laws of the world and divine laws. However, her power is not 'healing' per se; it could be used for that, and it was something Orihime frequently used. Additionally, she could use it to create shields and, if necessary, attack.
And her significant selling point was her flower-shaped hairpins.
Enid Sinclair (T4) Power Swap to Jacob Black(T5) -10
Template Stacking I [Enid Sinclair has Florence Nightingale ( Nasuverse ), Inoue Orihime (Bleach)] -60
Paper Trail x4 [Enid Sinclair] -1 [33]
The moment I finished purchasing the features, I looked at Enid, who was looking at me with slightly glassy eyes.
"Enid?" I asked carefully, but she didn't answer.
"Imprinting." Enid muttered before smiling widely, an expression of complete happiness and bliss on her face, and then she hugged me tightly. "Imprinting!" Enid placed her face in the crook of my neck and smelled my body odor strongly.
"What's an Imprinting, and why does it look like that time you got drunk from love?" Narcissa asked, confused. I blushed slightly at the memory.
"I had forgotten about that, it's a shape-shifter thing, or at least a Quileute thing, it's… basically the way the world tells you that you found your-
"-soulmate." Enid interrupted me, pulling away, her smile completely satisfied. "It's... something so intimate and deep, it's... gravity moves so suddenly and Serena is now the center of my world, it's... It's incredible," Enid murmured lovingly, her blue eyes looking at me with such intensity, with such passion.
"What? So you're her lover now?" Bellatrix asked abruptly. Enid paused before standing up once more as she shook her head.
"No… It's not necessary, the imprint can take the form of a protector or a friend if necessary." Enid said with a slightly sad smile. I sighed deeply. This was getting complicated.
"Yeah... we'll figure it out," I promised them both. I sighed once more. This would take time.
