[ a small, wry smile lifts the corner of her mouth, indication of her own pleasure at finding some measure of an intellectual contemporary, somehow who doesn't simply see the swish of a wand and go blank in the mind. it's — nice. she won't indulge in much more thought than that, but it is. it's nice. the men in her life have so often been physical beings. ]
It isn't always, but many spells do seem to have root in the Roman Empire. Some historians theorise it's due to establishment of magical schools and standardisation of casting practice, rather than reliance on more 'wild' nonverbal magics.
[ it would make sense, hermione thinks; much of ancient wizarding history is simply myth, with the oldest true historical works dating back to the early days of the republic. ]
For example: [ a brief pause, in which her eyes pan up to his just as the wand touches tip against his nursed wrist, long enough for a flicker of amusement (is she smug about it) to sparkle before she incants, ] Ferula.
[ the spell shares name with the latin for rod, referring to a genus of plants similar to the carrot — a genus of plants that provided a hollow, light rod, one used commonly in walking sticks and splints. perhaps it's fitting, then, that the spell generates and manipulates bandages, snug and secure against his wrist in a magically makeshift brace. in a perfect world, a textbook cast might relieve a little pain; here, it seems it stops just shy of such measures. ]
I do have a question, though. [ since he asked. ] Is there an inn or something nearby? I have — well, I had money with me, though I suppose it isn't worth much on an alien planet.
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[ a small, wry smile lifts the corner of her mouth, indication of her own pleasure at finding some measure of an intellectual contemporary, somehow who doesn't simply see the swish of a wand and go blank in the mind. it's — nice. she won't indulge in much more thought than that, but it is. it's nice. the men in her life have so often been physical beings. ]
It isn't always, but many spells do seem to have root in the Roman Empire. Some historians theorise it's due to establishment of magical schools and standardisation of casting practice, rather than reliance on more 'wild' nonverbal magics.
[ it would make sense, hermione thinks; much of ancient wizarding history is simply myth, with the oldest true historical works dating back to the early days of the republic. ]
For example: [ a brief pause, in which her eyes pan up to his just as the wand touches tip against his nursed wrist, long enough for a flicker of amusement (is she smug about it) to sparkle before she incants, ] Ferula.
[ the spell shares name with the latin for rod, referring to a genus of plants similar to the carrot — a genus of plants that provided a hollow, light rod, one used commonly in walking sticks and splints. perhaps it's fitting, then, that the spell generates and manipulates bandages, snug and secure against his wrist in a magically makeshift brace. in a perfect world, a textbook cast might relieve a little pain; here, it seems it stops just shy of such measures. ]
I do have a question, though. [ since he asked. ] Is there an inn or something nearby? I have — well, I had money with me, though I suppose it isn't worth much on an alien planet.
[ is she! teasing him! ]