Walking Dead Wizard

Chapter 52

"Are you alright?" Harry asked automatically as they both took in their surroundings, he mostly always asked Daryl if he was alright after each side-long Apparation. Mostly to make sure he hadn't fucked up and left a part of either him or Daryl behind, but he knew that was impossible he was too careful, too cautious when he Apparated for such a thing to occur. The only chance really was if he was Apparating into an unknown area completely blind without even the slightest bit of understanding on his surroundings.

He was back in Fort Benning, well, they were really; he could only spend a minimal amount of time here, an hour or two at most. The majority of the walkers were gone, between the runes and both his and Luna's spells they were dwindling in numbers. Harry always Apparated them to the same spot the first appeared in, he hadn't been sure if the Fidelius Charm could actually keep the walkers out - and still didn't actually, so it was better to be safe than assume it was and end up regretting it for the little time he would have left.

Kneeling down, Harry brought out a wad of clean blank parchment, he was going to make a version of the Marauders map, and only this spell and rune would show everywhere and everything not just the place his dad and friends had discovered during their years at Hogwarts. He had spent an entire week figuring it out, between using detection spells on the marauders map and looking through the books for anything suitable and tweaking it to create his own version. It was only technically at this point, he had no idea if it would actually work. Using spells he was brilliant at but he'd never considered himself smart in the way of creating spells let alone runes. Times change, with need comes even the most creative of things happening.

"Orbis terrarum notitia ratio Fidelius!" Harry cast the spell that would map out the area stretching as far as the Fidelius charm went. Then without pause he sliced his finger and used his blood to create the rune he had designed before hastily adding the second rune that would identify people, well it should. He might be doing it quickly, but he made sure that the design was perfect.

Flicking his wand at his cut, he watched it heal before his attention was solely fixated on the map again. Breathing deeply, he prayed that it would work before he cast the final charm causing the bloody runes to disappear into the map and for one brief moment Harry feared that his hard work had been for nothing, then black lines began to run across the page, squiggling loopy writing along the way the name of the areas.

Daryl watched Harry work with an air of fascination around him; he'd watched Harry come up with the runes neither when it became obvious the ones he wanted weren't in any book he owned nor had Luna heard of them either. He was becoming more and more adept at understanding Latin, and it wasn't just any Latin, they used ancient Latin. Or rather Classical Latin as apposed to Modern Latin but Harry actually said there were some spells in Modern Latin just not that many since a great deal of the spells had been created before books or scrolls were invented before Modern Latin had been in use. That they were found without names and passed along before being written into books for the magical world to enjoy.

"Luna said there wasn't a need for a wand back in the day, why would there need to be spells to reveal the castors intent?" Daryl asked continuing their conversation from just five minutes prior now that the map was writing itself out, it was like one of those spiral-graph things he'd seen on the TV.

"When magic first surfaced they didn't use spells, it was entirely focused on intent, and believe me that was enough," Harry explained, staring up at Daryl. Every day this man continued to surprise him, his enthusiasm for all things magical was...amazing, he'd never met anyone like him before and his feelings just continued to grow each moment spent in his company. "As they grew as wizards they would create their own spells, invent their own potions, they kept them in a special book (or scrolls) they called their Grimoire, their book of spells if you like. Only their apprentices and perhaps even sons or daughters ever got to see it, it was kept very secret; it was basically in those days a source of their power, of what they were capable of. Magic has been around since civilisation started, even the Egyptians had their own spells, potions and whatnot a lot of it was lost unfortunately, translations prove to be...explosive to say the least. It's the belief of many that they purposely added steps to screw it up so if it was taken it would be useless to those who don't know the exact recipe or spell combination."