The Death Rocker Metamorphmagmus

“please ask someone to place a small protection charm around us, just in case.” he said and rotated his wrist, and small sparks flickered out from the tip of his wand, causing a blinding light burst out and made a screeching sound, it was similar to that of nails scratching against a blackboard.

“What the actual fuck?” Ted winced in pain along with everyone else who had doubled over. Ted weighed the wand in his hand. He looked around and addressed everyone, “Okay-I think-I think we are done…perhapse…” Ted looked at Vespuria,

“Another way…of defense would be physical. Now I know it isn’t taught in Hogwarts but a few simple moves can mean the difference between being snuck up on or being disarmed and being the disarm-er.” He turned around to face Vespuria,

“Do you know  physical defense? I know my fiancée know a few good moves if you don’t.” He looked and Winked at Toire who was helping the professor.

Ted looked at his wand then Vespuria’s. Is it possible? No. It couldn’t…

(via the-merciful-slytherin-deactiva)