Practice of the Dark Arts
written by Peeves Tresconova
A series about a man who goes to Hogwarts, his journey there, and then the path he makes as he leaves and goes through life as a wizard.
Last Updated
05/31/21
Chapters
6
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819
Chapter 1:Meeting with Dumbledore
Chapter 1
Hi, this is my first book, the book and series belong to J.K.Rowling, I just want to make my own story, rated T for minor use of language and violence in the series. Plz, no flames, and hope you enjoy :)
3rd person Pov:
It's been exhausting for Peeves ever since he got that letter by owl. All he wanted to do was just keep making money taking out targets he was assigned anonymously, of course, he learned from his mistakes and never met another client again after he almost had his soul ripped out by a dementor since he had a minor trip to Azkaban once since he was lazy. Now he was always on alert and told his clients to send his money and assignments to an unsuspecting store in Diagon Alley. Now though, this Dumbledore wanted to meet with him about going to his school. He had no idea what to do, did he finally want to maybe live a life outside of his everyday life going to school, get an education, and then going on to some boring job behind the desk for the ministry? Well, the answer was obvious of course, he would go, but escape once he got all the all the information, weapons, and allies that he needed to continue his life living in the shadows and doing whatever was needed for him. He opened the letter again, it read,
" Dear Mr. MacFarlan,
Congratulations, you have been accepted into Hogwarts based on your performance and an anonymous source telling of your skill regarding certain skills. I would like to welcome you into my school based off of all of these things as well as the potential to continue to grow, I believe that Hogwarts is the perfect place for you to gain a better education and to give you the resources to seek out your interests, I would like to meet you at Ollivanders shop in 3 days time. Please accept and come to my school I am sure you will not regret it Mr. MacFarlan."
Signed Dumbledore
Well after that, he had gone and got all the information on this Dumbledore either with butterbeer, galleons, or secrets that he had. Now it was the third day, and based on his information, Dumbledore was a man who was very good at getting what he wants, and he had many ways to make you see his side of the story, even sometimes bending the laws for certain people that interested him. Peeves liked this about him, he was loyal, and yet he could take risks and get away with it. So at exactly noon, he went to Ollivanders Shop or as the people on the street called it, Ollie's. As soon as he walked in, he noticed everything, how Ollie was tense and nervous, he noticed the silencing spell meaning nobody outside could hear what was going on inside, he also noticed how there was a lack of customers today, though usually it was little kids trying wands and getting blown away, but what drew his eyes the most was an old man dressed in silver sitting at a table with a wand next to him. He figured that this must be the famous Dumbledore he had heard so much about. "Take a seat young Peeves," said the old wizard, "I have some things to speak to you about." "What do you want," asked Peeves as he took a seat and ordered a Firewhisky from Ollie. Dumbledore raised an eyebrow at this. " Aren't you too young to be drinking?" "Look, old man, if I'm old enough to kill, I'm old enough to drink and have sex ok?" “That is true, Peeves. Ollivander, would you please get me a Firewhisky as well? Oh, and also I’ll be paying.” Now, this got Peeves on edge, nobody ever paid for him unless it was to get him to do something for him. "Now then young Peeves, I think I should get to the real reason that I am here. I want you to come to my school, we can provide you with everything that you need for school, also I know of your rather rough 11 years of life, now please consider my offer, or I will be forced to take you in for murder, breaking and entering, blackmail, and many other offenses of the law.” “Crap, well guess you got me there, but are you sure that you can catch me?” He gave me a smile, the gave me a smile, if I hadn’t learned how to read people at a young age, I would never have detected the edge that people give when they know that they already won and now we're just waiting for you to give up. “I don’t think you understand Mr. Peeves I already have surrounded this entire shop with a group of trained witches and wizards that are trained to deflect the sort of spells you seem to specialize in.” Peeves cast out an awareness spell and realized that he was indeed surrounded. He used “Apparate” but then realized that there was an “Anti-Disapparition Jinx” around the entire building, he didn’t realize it when he came in which means that either this Dumbledore was a master at hiding spells or the more obvious idea that one of the wizards outside cast the spell while he was talking to Dumbledore.
This is why he never met his clients face to face, there were too many ways that they could make him do things, too many risks involved, and too many chances that he could wind up in something he couldn’t get out of. “Sigh, well congratulations, you’re the second one that has ever managed to trap me besides that ministry pig that managed to get me when I first started out. “ “Good, now then, I’ll ask again, will you join my school?” “I don’t really have a choice now do I?” Then again, I might be able to gain something from this, “But first I have a request.” “Go on then, what would you like young Peeves?” “I want 100,000 galleons to spend for myself when I get in.” Peeves stared at Dumbledore as he went through the process in his mind, he kept his street face on not letting his emotions slip out, though inside he was the most stressed he had ever been, if he managed to pull this off, not only would he make the most money he would ever have, but he would also have access to books filled with the knowledge of arts that had been lost in time. “Your request is hard, but I am sure we can tweak the budget a little to fit your request.” “Good, now call off your minions and let’s go get my things for this year.” Dumbledore lifted his wand, shot a spark into the air which blew up seconds later. Peeves could tell with his diagnosis spell still on that the people from the ministry had apparated away from the area. Dumbledore got up, and said, “Well then I will have someone come and help you get your supplies for the school year here in 2 days time. So please keep yourself out of trouble and stay well. And with that, Professor Dumbledore left in a puff of smoke and an unspoken warning that he could ruin Peeve's life if he wanted to at any time.
Well, that's the first story Plz tell me how you liked it Thanks!!!
3rd person Pov:
It's been exhausting for Peeves ever since he got that letter by owl. All he wanted to do was just keep making money taking out targets he was assigned anonymously, of course, he learned from his mistakes and never met another client again after he almost had his soul ripped out by a dementor since he had a minor trip to Azkaban once since he was lazy. Now he was always on alert and told his clients to send his money and assignments to an unsuspecting store in Diagon Alley. Now though, this Dumbledore wanted to meet with him about going to his school. He had no idea what to do, did he finally want to maybe live a life outside of his everyday life going to school, get an education, and then going on to some boring job behind the desk for the ministry? Well, the answer was obvious of course, he would go, but escape once he got all the all the information, weapons, and allies that he needed to continue his life living in the shadows and doing whatever was needed for him. He opened the letter again, it read,
" Dear Mr. MacFarlan,
Congratulations, you have been accepted into Hogwarts based on your performance and an anonymous source telling of your skill regarding certain skills. I would like to welcome you into my school based off of all of these things as well as the potential to continue to grow, I believe that Hogwarts is the perfect place for you to gain a better education and to give you the resources to seek out your interests, I would like to meet you at Ollivanders shop in 3 days time. Please accept and come to my school I am sure you will not regret it Mr. MacFarlan."
Signed Dumbledore
Well after that, he had gone and got all the information on this Dumbledore either with butterbeer, galleons, or secrets that he had. Now it was the third day, and based on his information, Dumbledore was a man who was very good at getting what he wants, and he had many ways to make you see his side of the story, even sometimes bending the laws for certain people that interested him. Peeves liked this about him, he was loyal, and yet he could take risks and get away with it. So at exactly noon, he went to Ollivanders Shop or as the people on the street called it, Ollie's. As soon as he walked in, he noticed everything, how Ollie was tense and nervous, he noticed the silencing spell meaning nobody outside could hear what was going on inside, he also noticed how there was a lack of customers today, though usually it was little kids trying wands and getting blown away, but what drew his eyes the most was an old man dressed in silver sitting at a table with a wand next to him. He figured that this must be the famous Dumbledore he had heard so much about. "Take a seat young Peeves," said the old wizard, "I have some things to speak to you about." "What do you want," asked Peeves as he took a seat and ordered a Firewhisky from Ollie. Dumbledore raised an eyebrow at this. " Aren't you too young to be drinking?" "Look, old man, if I'm old enough to kill, I'm old enough to drink and have sex ok?" “That is true, Peeves. Ollivander, would you please get me a Firewhisky as well? Oh, and also I’ll be paying.” Now, this got Peeves on edge, nobody ever paid for him unless it was to get him to do something for him. "Now then young Peeves, I think I should get to the real reason that I am here. I want you to come to my school, we can provide you with everything that you need for school, also I know of your rather rough 11 years of life, now please consider my offer, or I will be forced to take you in for murder, breaking and entering, blackmail, and many other offenses of the law.” “Crap, well guess you got me there, but are you sure that you can catch me?” He gave me a smile, the gave me a smile, if I hadn’t learned how to read people at a young age, I would never have detected the edge that people give when they know that they already won and now we're just waiting for you to give up. “I don’t think you understand Mr. Peeves I already have surrounded this entire shop with a group of trained witches and wizards that are trained to deflect the sort of spells you seem to specialize in.” Peeves cast out an awareness spell and realized that he was indeed surrounded. He used “Apparate” but then realized that there was an “Anti-Disapparition Jinx” around the entire building, he didn’t realize it when he came in which means that either this Dumbledore was a master at hiding spells or the more obvious idea that one of the wizards outside cast the spell while he was talking to Dumbledore.
This is why he never met his clients face to face, there were too many ways that they could make him do things, too many risks involved, and too many chances that he could wind up in something he couldn’t get out of. “Sigh, well congratulations, you’re the second one that has ever managed to trap me besides that ministry pig that managed to get me when I first started out. “ “Good, now then, I’ll ask again, will you join my school?” “I don’t really have a choice now do I?” Then again, I might be able to gain something from this, “But first I have a request.” “Go on then, what would you like young Peeves?” “I want 100,000 galleons to spend for myself when I get in.” Peeves stared at Dumbledore as he went through the process in his mind, he kept his street face on not letting his emotions slip out, though inside he was the most stressed he had ever been, if he managed to pull this off, not only would he make the most money he would ever have, but he would also have access to books filled with the knowledge of arts that had been lost in time. “Your request is hard, but I am sure we can tweak the budget a little to fit your request.” “Good, now call off your minions and let’s go get my things for this year.” Dumbledore lifted his wand, shot a spark into the air which blew up seconds later. Peeves could tell with his diagnosis spell still on that the people from the ministry had apparated away from the area. Dumbledore got up, and said, “Well then I will have someone come and help you get your supplies for the school year here in 2 days time. So please keep yourself out of trouble and stay well. And with that, Professor Dumbledore left in a puff of smoke and an unspoken warning that he could ruin Peeve's life if he wanted to at any time.
Well, that's the first story Plz tell me how you liked it Thanks!!!
