The 4th curse
written by Roland Targaryen
We know that there are 3 unforgivable curses: The Killing Curse(Avada Kedavra) which kills its target in an instant. The Cruciatus Curse(Crucio) which tortures the chosen target. The Imperius Curse(Imperio) which can be used to control somebody. These have been the 3 unforgivable curses... until now. Read the lines of this book, as a new curse is raising to existence and innovates the dark arts like no other. It links it's victim to a whole other expierence, worse than death,as the spell takes something really precious away from them-youth. Watch a 11 year-old's struggle to defeat this new form of dark magic and rescue his beloved ones from its gasp.Untrained and really naive, he will need all the support, as he meets many new friends. as well as the wicked witch who started all of this.
Last Updated
05/31/21
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Diagon Alley
Chapter 6
Roland woke up in the middle of night, really confused, he turns on his lamp.
It was really dark.
He overheard a conversation.
It was Tudor and Targaryen having a dispute.
"Dad, he is crazy" Tudor said.
"He isn't, he is your little brother!" said the angry father.
"But he talked alone!"
"Maybe you didn't notice him talking to you... as usual!"
"Maybe he's crazy, he was looking in a specific direction and was talking alone, to thin air!" said Tudor being very angry of his father's negligence.
Roland closed his room's door.
As he was walking back to his bed, The ghost of Daenerys Targaryen approached him.
"I am sorry, i shouldn't have run away, i am not actually a ghost, i am a spirit..." said Daenerys, worried.
"So i guess then Tudor didn't see you..." said Roland being very depressive.
"I am sorry, i promise that i will fix this!" said Daenerys.
"And how do you plan to do that?" asked Roland ironically.
"I don't know, but i am on it!" said Daenerys determined.
Roland, bored by the silver -haired spirit's presence he went back to bed.
THE FOLLOWING MORNING
Roland, Tudor and Targaryen walked together in Diagon Alley, looking through the shop lists.
Roland and Tudor were still angry at each other, so they didn't say much to each other, only if it was neccesary.
First, they went to Ollivander, the wand merchant.
The three of them entered the shop slowly, as the bell on the top of the door rang, Ollivander went to see his new clients.
"Good morning! I guess it's a wand for the little boy..." said Ollivander, analysing Roland.
"Yes..." said Targaryen, being unsure of some clues to give to the wand maker.
"If you would kindly follow me i will show you some wands that might fit you..remember: the wand chooses the wizard, not the other way around." said Ollivander, drawing a serious look on his face.
Roland followed Ollivander in another room.They both walked slowly through the corridor of the shop.
Ollivander had already suggested a wand "This wand has unicorn core and is made of hazel, 10 and half inches and is very flexible" said the merchant, giving the wand to the client.
"Slash it in the air.. do something." said Ollivander.
Roland slashed the wand in thin air and broke a vase with a blue light.
"Hmm.. that won't do the trick" said Ollivander.
The merchant picked another wand.
"This wand has a phoenix father as its core, and is made out of Rosewood, 9 and half inches, and it's quite good for healing spells." said Ollivander, giving the wand to the boy.
Roland used the same movement, and the result was the same as last time.
"Interesting..." said Ollivander.
Ollivander looked for a new wand.
"Dragon heartstring, Laurel wood, 11 and half inches, and it's quite good for fight against evil" said Ollivander.
Roland use the same movement, the result was better than last time but still not satisfacatory.
"Now I atleast know that Dragon heartstring is with no doubt your suited core.." said Ollivander, with a bright smile on his face.
Roland tried out many wands after, with different woods and inches, and with different pros.
After an hour of trying out wands, they have finally found the best one.
"Dragon hearstring, made out of some kind Holly Wood, quite flexible, and it's good for defensive spells as well for defending by ofense." said Ollivander.
Roland tried out the wand.
Blue lights have demonstrated that the wand fits Roland.
"Excelent, i must say i haven't seen this wand choose someone before...." said Ollivander.
"I must make sure your wand suits you... try casting Flipendo..." he continued.
Ollivander drawed the wand movement in the air with a red light.
Roland tried to reproduce the wand movement and said "Flipendo" pointing his wand at a vase.
The vase broke.
"I see that the wand is fine in your hands, let's go to your father..." said Ollivander.
Both walked back.
"What did it take so long?" said Tudor, ironically.
"It took long but it paid off." said Ollivander. "It will be 10 silvers." he continued looking to Targaryen.
"Okay, here is the money and thanks for all that." said Targaryen.
"I am glad you came and have a nice day, and much luck at Hogwarts!" said Ollivander.
Targaryen, Roland and Tudor walked on Diagon Alley, and entered Florish and Blotts.
They took out their shop lists and looked for the books needed by the two students.
"I think this would help you Roland ..." said Targaryen.
Targaryen showed somekind of spelbook with the title of "Grimore", it was just some blank pages, filled with pages of this format:
NAME OF SPELL:
Type:
...........
Incantation:
........
Wand Movement:
........
Difficulty:
.......
Description:
.......
Observations:
.............
The book had a blue cover, and title was written with yellow ink.
"That book can help any wizard that want to learn many spells and tries to not forget any..." said the merchant.
"I am going to buy this for you... i guess it will help you studying your spells." said Targaryen, looking at his son.
After buying the books they needed, they went to buy potion supplies, stuff for writing, text books, and the list could go on.
The last place where they went that day was the Magical Menagerie.
The room
Roland had no idea what pet to buy.
"Is it that hard to decide?" said Targaryen.
Then Roland saw a miniature dragon, at the size of a baby, the dragon didn't look dangerous at all, it looked just as cute as a little dog(it even acted like one in the cage he had been kept).
"That dragon would suit you best..." said Targaryen.
"For sure? I think they wouldn't let me bring him.." said Roland ,looking at the dragon.
"Well.. they say that you can bring a cat OR a toad OR an owl, but i saw people with other animals as well and i think mini dragons are a thing now.. so i think it's going to be okay.." said Tudor.
"Well... i guess if you like it, i will buy it for you, bot only if it isn't female, you know.. because of eggs." said Targaryen, approaching the merchant.
"How much does that dragon cost?" Taragaryen asked.
"It costs 11 galleons." said the merchant. "It's a male mini dragon, its breath was enchanted so it can't do any harm."
"What's his name?" Roland asked,
"You must put him a name.. it's going to be yours after all." said the merchant.
The dragon has red skin with black eyes.
Targaryen bought the dragon.
"I'll name him...Spyro" said Roland.
"Name him as you please..." said Targaryen.
"What does he eat?" Roland asked.
"Anything you give him." said the merchant.
The Targaryens walked out of the shop.
It was really dark.
He overheard a conversation.
It was Tudor and Targaryen having a dispute.
"Dad, he is crazy" Tudor said.
"He isn't, he is your little brother!" said the angry father.
"But he talked alone!"
"Maybe you didn't notice him talking to you... as usual!"
"Maybe he's crazy, he was looking in a specific direction and was talking alone, to thin air!" said Tudor being very angry of his father's negligence.
Roland closed his room's door.
As he was walking back to his bed, The ghost of Daenerys Targaryen approached him.
"I am sorry, i shouldn't have run away, i am not actually a ghost, i am a spirit..." said Daenerys, worried.
"So i guess then Tudor didn't see you..." said Roland being very depressive.
"I am sorry, i promise that i will fix this!" said Daenerys.
"And how do you plan to do that?" asked Roland ironically.
"I don't know, but i am on it!" said Daenerys determined.
Roland, bored by the silver -haired spirit's presence he went back to bed.
THE FOLLOWING MORNING
Roland, Tudor and Targaryen walked together in Diagon Alley, looking through the shop lists.
Roland and Tudor were still angry at each other, so they didn't say much to each other, only if it was neccesary.
First, they went to Ollivander, the wand merchant.
The three of them entered the shop slowly, as the bell on the top of the door rang, Ollivander went to see his new clients.
"Good morning! I guess it's a wand for the little boy..." said Ollivander, analysing Roland.
"Yes..." said Targaryen, being unsure of some clues to give to the wand maker.
"If you would kindly follow me i will show you some wands that might fit you..remember: the wand chooses the wizard, not the other way around." said Ollivander, drawing a serious look on his face.
Roland followed Ollivander in another room.They both walked slowly through the corridor of the shop.
Ollivander had already suggested a wand "This wand has unicorn core and is made of hazel, 10 and half inches and is very flexible" said the merchant, giving the wand to the client.
"Slash it in the air.. do something." said Ollivander.
Roland slashed the wand in thin air and broke a vase with a blue light.
"Hmm.. that won't do the trick" said Ollivander.
The merchant picked another wand.
"This wand has a phoenix father as its core, and is made out of Rosewood, 9 and half inches, and it's quite good for healing spells." said Ollivander, giving the wand to the boy.
Roland used the same movement, and the result was the same as last time.
"Interesting..." said Ollivander.
Ollivander looked for a new wand.
"Dragon heartstring, Laurel wood, 11 and half inches, and it's quite good for fight against evil" said Ollivander.
Roland use the same movement, the result was better than last time but still not satisfacatory.
"Now I atleast know that Dragon heartstring is with no doubt your suited core.." said Ollivander, with a bright smile on his face.
Roland tried out many wands after, with different woods and inches, and with different pros.
After an hour of trying out wands, they have finally found the best one.
"Dragon hearstring, made out of some kind Holly Wood, quite flexible, and it's good for defensive spells as well for defending by ofense." said Ollivander.
Roland tried out the wand.
Blue lights have demonstrated that the wand fits Roland.
"Excelent, i must say i haven't seen this wand choose someone before...." said Ollivander.
"I must make sure your wand suits you... try casting Flipendo..." he continued.
Ollivander drawed the wand movement in the air with a red light.
Roland tried to reproduce the wand movement and said "Flipendo" pointing his wand at a vase.
The vase broke.
"I see that the wand is fine in your hands, let's go to your father..." said Ollivander.
Both walked back.
"What did it take so long?" said Tudor, ironically.
"It took long but it paid off." said Ollivander. "It will be 10 silvers." he continued looking to Targaryen.
"Okay, here is the money and thanks for all that." said Targaryen.
"I am glad you came and have a nice day, and much luck at Hogwarts!" said Ollivander.
Targaryen, Roland and Tudor walked on Diagon Alley, and entered Florish and Blotts.
They took out their shop lists and looked for the books needed by the two students.
"I think this would help you Roland ..." said Targaryen.
Targaryen showed somekind of spelbook with the title of "Grimore", it was just some blank pages, filled with pages of this format:
NAME OF SPELL:
Type:
...........
Incantation:
........
Wand Movement:
........
Difficulty:
.......
Description:
.......
Observations:
.............
The book had a blue cover, and title was written with yellow ink.
"That book can help any wizard that want to learn many spells and tries to not forget any..." said the merchant.
"I am going to buy this for you... i guess it will help you studying your spells." said Targaryen, looking at his son.
After buying the books they needed, they went to buy potion supplies, stuff for writing, text books, and the list could go on.
The last place where they went that day was the Magical Menagerie.
The room
Roland had no idea what pet to buy.
"Is it that hard to decide?" said Targaryen.
Then Roland saw a miniature dragon, at the size of a baby, the dragon didn't look dangerous at all, it looked just as cute as a little dog(it even acted like one in the cage he had been kept).
"That dragon would suit you best..." said Targaryen.
"For sure? I think they wouldn't let me bring him.." said Roland ,looking at the dragon.
"Well.. they say that you can bring a cat OR a toad OR an owl, but i saw people with other animals as well and i think mini dragons are a thing now.. so i think it's going to be okay.." said Tudor.
"Well... i guess if you like it, i will buy it for you, bot only if it isn't female, you know.. because of eggs." said Targaryen, approaching the merchant.
"How much does that dragon cost?" Taragaryen asked.
"It costs 11 galleons." said the merchant. "It's a male mini dragon, its breath was enchanted so it can't do any harm."
"What's his name?" Roland asked,
"You must put him a name.. it's going to be yours after all." said the merchant.
The dragon has red skin with black eyes.
Targaryen bought the dragon.
"I'll name him...Spyro" said Roland.
"Name him as you please..." said Targaryen.
"What does he eat?" Roland asked.
"Anything you give him." said the merchant.
The Targaryens walked out of the shop.
