The University of Avalon
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
CHAPTER 13
The winter snows of Avalon buried everything deep in powder white beauty. Buried deeper still were each University student in books and notes as end of semester final exams loomed near. Sasporilla Bucket found the written exams easy. It was the practical exams that she was most worried about. Sassy worked on the details of her final wand design for submission for Professor Splatterpalette’s practical exam. Ten wand designs of her choice from her journal. Completed sketch, description of woods, or any other materials used. Specifications including length and core type.
Sasporilla had designed fifty-seven wands in her journal. Most of them she didn't consider anywhere close to good enough for submission. However those she considered het best ten she book marked for professor Splatterpalette's convince. They were good looking wands. In Sasporilla's eyes they looked very professionally designed. She just hoped the Professor saw them the same way.
Sasporilla closed her journal as Flossy, the pink furry pillar cat crawled off the lamp and up Sassy's arm.
"Hello Flossy." Sassy smiled as the pillar cat mewed in the pink haired witch’s ear. "I guess I've been a bit remiss in playing with you today hunh? To much studying. Well come with me, I want to go get some advice about my other practical exam from an expert."
Sasporilla stepped out of her dorm room into the uncommonly quiet common room. Three wooden spoons stirred something that simmered in large pots in the kitchen. Corina had left something that smelled absolutely delicious slow cooking for dinner while she was of doing her advanced herbology final.
Sassy made her way across the common room to Jessica's door. The door was open just a crack. The soft sound of music wafted from within. Sasporilla knocked on the door.
"Come in." Jessica called out.
Flossy mewed at Sasporilla and curled in under her robes collar. Sassy peeked her head in the open door. Jess was sitting in a floating chair above a small glowing green crystal, a large text book was sitting open in her lap.
"Are you busy Jess?" Sassy asked.
"Studying for my final." Jess said, "but I can spare you a moment if its serious Sassy? What's up?"
"I need your advice on passing my necromancy final." Sasporilla said stepping into the young witches room. "I have to pass but I don't want to be made to do anything that...."
"Goes against your moral nature?" Jess asked.
"Yes." Sasporilla smiled shyly.
"That's just what professor Foxx counts on." Jessica hissed. "What ever you do, you must either do the practical task she asks or fail. Do not take her "Passing deal"!!!"
"Passing deal?" Sassy asked.
"Oh yes." Jess said closing her book and tossing it aside. She leaned forward to face Sasporilla. "Touch my face."
Sasporilla did as she was asked. Jessica's skin felt cold, as if she was not, alive.
"I was once like you. I took the moral high ground. I said NO to casting the forbidden curse, to complete a death magic spell. She said she would fail me. I cried. She took "PITTY" on me... pity." Jessica laughed as she got up from the chair and walked over to the mirror. "She said that she would give me a padding grade if I allowed her to do this to me."
Jessica turned, her appearance changed to one of almost skin on a skeleton. Her pallor ashen and raven hair white as snow. Her once beautiful eyes were now hollow sunken cavities. "People think I play at being dark, when she knows not the darkness that eats away at me from the inside."
Sasporilla gasped as the creature floated back to the chair and settled back in. As it cradled into the comforting green light Jessica returned to her normal form.
"Though the Cloral Stone will help me live a normal life, I will never feel whole, never be warm as long as the beast lives." Jessica said picking up her textbook. "Professor Foxx is a monster Sasporilla Bucket. Don't let her trick you into feeding on you!"
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Candles casting long shadows that hid ancient evils in dark corners always dimly lighted the Necromancy room. Professor Foxx sat in her chair like a spider in its web awaiting the lightest tug on any strand. A thin sneer formed across her lips as Sasporilla Bucket emerged from the shadows of the class room door.
"Ms.Bucket." Professor Foxx smiled. "For all your short comings in this class, neither attendance nor punctuality are among them."
"Thank you professor." Sasporilla said coldly as she approached the table, which lay, between them.
Professor Foxx stood and carried with her a stone tray. She placed it on the table before Sasporilla. On it was the corpse of a freshly killed rat, a cup of its blood and the dagger with which it was killed. Sasporilla made a face clearly showing her disgust and disdain.
"Ms.Bucket the task at hand is a simple one," professor Foxx sighed, "the rat has been newly killed by the previous student as I know of your... objections. Reanimate the corpse please."
Sasporilla Bucket stood with a somewhat puzzled but suspicious look. "Excuse me Professor but I don't believe you ever covered that in any lesson?"
"But of course it's been covered." Professor Foxx sighed. "It's a simple enough spell! No? Are you refusing?"
"I'm not refusing professor," Sasporilla stiffened, "I am honestly insisting you have not taught me this spell. I can not perform a spell I have not been taught!"
"Very well!" Professor Foxx snarled. "A review. Dip your wands tip in the creature’s blood, touch it gently to each of its eyes with the words "CESTRO" - "VESTRO". Then draw a circle of blood around the rat casting "STULTUS ILLUDET CIRCULUS VITAE" and touch your wand to the creature’s forehead and cast "ZO!"
Much to Professor Foxx's surprise Sasporilla Bucket drew her wand and began the process she found sickening and morally abhorrent. Following the instructions to the letter. She dipped her wand in the blood of the poor murdered rat. She gently touched the blood to its cold lifeless eyes casting
"CESTRO" and "VESTRO". The eyes glowed red. As she dipped her wand in the blood again and drew a circle around the corpse she spoke the words she committed to memory "STULTUS ILLUDET CIRCULUS VITAE!" The blood circle glowed red and burst into a low smoldering red flame. Sasporilla touched her wand to the rats forehead and took a deep breath. She could see the shock and surprise in the eyes of Professor Foxx. Sassy closed her eyes, as if struggling for a moment.
"Can't remember the final incantation?" Professor Foxx mewed. "Oh dear. Wouldn't that be a shame?"
"No." Sasporilla said. "Just struggling with the morality of reanimating a corpse. I hate Necromancy."
"I understand dear. Many do, but you must pass this class to graduate in the end so, please," Professor Foxx waved her long thin fingers, "less judgement, more action."
"ZO!" Sasporilla cast sending a shock of magical energy through the corpse.
The rat twitched. The twitch turned to convulsions. Then the creature stood and looked around. The rats eyes glowed red and it hissed as its tail twitched and back hair bristled.
"Impressive." Professor Foxx said. "Fail."
Touching her wand to the circle she cast "FINITE NECROTANTUS" causing the flame of the circle to go out, the glow in the rats eyes to fade and its reanimation to come to an end.
"What?" Sasporilla protested. "Why was that a fail Professor Foxx? I reanimated the corpse as requested! I did so with you only giving me the most basic of descriptions of how to do so as you know bloody well you never taught me this and you even said your self, just now, my results were IMPRESIVE!"
"Yes I did." Professor Foxx smiled. "and the best part of being your Professor is I am in charge and I get to decide if you pass or fail and I... say... fail. Good day."
Sasporilla Bucket stood there stunned as Professor Foxx walked back to her chair triumphantly.
"You may leave Ms.Bucket." Professor Foxx smiled.
Sassy wiped the blood, as best as she could from her wand and slipped it back into her robes. With a sniff, as a tear rolled down her cheek Sasporilla Bucket turned to walk away. Professor Foxx's Cheshire grin was one of a spider with a fresh fly in its web.
"Wait Ms.Bucket." the pretty young Necromancy Professor said. "Perhaps we can work something out?"
Sasporilla stopped in her tracks but did not turn around. "What do you mean?"
"Perhaps I could have you for dinner?" The Professor giggled getting up. "You see many hate to eat alone. My dietary needs are unique, and few are willing to eat with me. I would love to have you for dinner. If you would allow this I would give you a passing grade."
Sassy turned to face Professor Foxx. "That doesn't sound unacceptable but to have a binding pact you need to reveal the absolute truth to me professor."
"You are a clever one aren't you?" Professor Foxx hissed opening her gapping maw full of razor sharp teeth and a long forked tongue. The pretty young woman’s facade shriveled and faded to that of a grizzled old hag, boney with ashen warty skin and a thinned white rats nest of hair.
"CICLARINFLAMARI!" Sasporilla cast surrounding the Professor with a circle of high flames. "EXPELIARMUS! Sent the old witches wand flying off into the shadows."
"I'm glad you've finally shown me your true face Professor Foxx," Sasporilla said, "or should I call you Marie LaVeau?"
The grizzled witch let out a withering howling shriek at hearing her real name for the first time in a century.
"How did a common girl like you figure out who a great witch like me was?" The old witch asked.
"First of all never call any student of this university common." Professor Splatterpalette said stepping from the shadows with the real Sasporilla Bucket.
"Second of all only a very old necromantic witch uses a life leaching spell on other witches or wizards." The false Sasporilla said. "And I've suspected you for quite a while."
"Who are you?" The old witch demanded.
The real Sasporilla Bucket drew her wand and cast "REVELIO" undoing the effects of the polyjuice potion to reveal Dean Silversnow, Dean of the University of Avalon. An average man of French decent who looked like he'd have been at home as a musketeer.
"I've long suspected you were up to something Professor." Dean Silversnow spat on the floor. "Now that I know you've been feeding on students I will do everything I can to get them the help they need. You sicken me!"
With a wave of his wand the class room doors flew open. Long shuttered widows let in long forgotten rays of light. The rhythmic thump and rattle of Royal guards in full armour flowed into the class room.
"I want this witch arrested under the charges of assaulting of children!" The dean demanded.
"She will be brought before the witch Queen." The female guard captain in the gold mask said.
"Consider yourself fired Professor." Dean Silversnow said as Royal guard lead the old witch away. "Now Ms.Bucket, I will do your practical exam for Necromancy, and I can guarantee you I won't ask you to try and perform a spell from a masters exam... ready?"
.
The winter snows of Avalon buried everything deep in powder white beauty. Buried deeper still were each University student in books and notes as end of semester final exams loomed near. Sasporilla Bucket found the written exams easy. It was the practical exams that she was most worried about. Sassy worked on the details of her final wand design for submission for Professor Splatterpalette’s practical exam. Ten wand designs of her choice from her journal. Completed sketch, description of woods, or any other materials used. Specifications including length and core type.
Sasporilla had designed fifty-seven wands in her journal. Most of them she didn't consider anywhere close to good enough for submission. However those she considered het best ten she book marked for professor Splatterpalette's convince. They were good looking wands. In Sasporilla's eyes they looked very professionally designed. She just hoped the Professor saw them the same way.
Sasporilla closed her journal as Flossy, the pink furry pillar cat crawled off the lamp and up Sassy's arm.
"Hello Flossy." Sassy smiled as the pillar cat mewed in the pink haired witch’s ear. "I guess I've been a bit remiss in playing with you today hunh? To much studying. Well come with me, I want to go get some advice about my other practical exam from an expert."
Sasporilla stepped out of her dorm room into the uncommonly quiet common room. Three wooden spoons stirred something that simmered in large pots in the kitchen. Corina had left something that smelled absolutely delicious slow cooking for dinner while she was of doing her advanced herbology final.
Sassy made her way across the common room to Jessica's door. The door was open just a crack. The soft sound of music wafted from within. Sasporilla knocked on the door.
"Come in." Jessica called out.
Flossy mewed at Sasporilla and curled in under her robes collar. Sassy peeked her head in the open door. Jess was sitting in a floating chair above a small glowing green crystal, a large text book was sitting open in her lap.
"Are you busy Jess?" Sassy asked.
"Studying for my final." Jess said, "but I can spare you a moment if its serious Sassy? What's up?"
"I need your advice on passing my necromancy final." Sasporilla said stepping into the young witches room. "I have to pass but I don't want to be made to do anything that...."
"Goes against your moral nature?" Jess asked.
"Yes." Sasporilla smiled shyly.
"That's just what professor Foxx counts on." Jessica hissed. "What ever you do, you must either do the practical task she asks or fail. Do not take her "Passing deal"!!!"
"Passing deal?" Sassy asked.
"Oh yes." Jess said closing her book and tossing it aside. She leaned forward to face Sasporilla. "Touch my face."
Sasporilla did as she was asked. Jessica's skin felt cold, as if she was not, alive.
"I was once like you. I took the moral high ground. I said NO to casting the forbidden curse, to complete a death magic spell. She said she would fail me. I cried. She took "PITTY" on me... pity." Jessica laughed as she got up from the chair and walked over to the mirror. "She said that she would give me a padding grade if I allowed her to do this to me."
Jessica turned, her appearance changed to one of almost skin on a skeleton. Her pallor ashen and raven hair white as snow. Her once beautiful eyes were now hollow sunken cavities. "People think I play at being dark, when she knows not the darkness that eats away at me from the inside."
Sasporilla gasped as the creature floated back to the chair and settled back in. As it cradled into the comforting green light Jessica returned to her normal form.
"Though the Cloral Stone will help me live a normal life, I will never feel whole, never be warm as long as the beast lives." Jessica said picking up her textbook. "Professor Foxx is a monster Sasporilla Bucket. Don't let her trick you into feeding on you!"
************
Candles casting long shadows that hid ancient evils in dark corners always dimly lighted the Necromancy room. Professor Foxx sat in her chair like a spider in its web awaiting the lightest tug on any strand. A thin sneer formed across her lips as Sasporilla Bucket emerged from the shadows of the class room door.
"Ms.Bucket." Professor Foxx smiled. "For all your short comings in this class, neither attendance nor punctuality are among them."
"Thank you professor." Sasporilla said coldly as she approached the table, which lay, between them.
Professor Foxx stood and carried with her a stone tray. She placed it on the table before Sasporilla. On it was the corpse of a freshly killed rat, a cup of its blood and the dagger with which it was killed. Sasporilla made a face clearly showing her disgust and disdain.
"Ms.Bucket the task at hand is a simple one," professor Foxx sighed, "the rat has been newly killed by the previous student as I know of your... objections. Reanimate the corpse please."
Sasporilla Bucket stood with a somewhat puzzled but suspicious look. "Excuse me Professor but I don't believe you ever covered that in any lesson?"
"But of course it's been covered." Professor Foxx sighed. "It's a simple enough spell! No? Are you refusing?"
"I'm not refusing professor," Sasporilla stiffened, "I am honestly insisting you have not taught me this spell. I can not perform a spell I have not been taught!"
"Very well!" Professor Foxx snarled. "A review. Dip your wands tip in the creature’s blood, touch it gently to each of its eyes with the words "CESTRO" - "VESTRO". Then draw a circle of blood around the rat casting "STULTUS ILLUDET CIRCULUS VITAE" and touch your wand to the creature’s forehead and cast "ZO!"
Much to Professor Foxx's surprise Sasporilla Bucket drew her wand and began the process she found sickening and morally abhorrent. Following the instructions to the letter. She dipped her wand in the blood of the poor murdered rat. She gently touched the blood to its cold lifeless eyes casting
"CESTRO" and "VESTRO". The eyes glowed red. As she dipped her wand in the blood again and drew a circle around the corpse she spoke the words she committed to memory "STULTUS ILLUDET CIRCULUS VITAE!" The blood circle glowed red and burst into a low smoldering red flame. Sasporilla touched her wand to the rats forehead and took a deep breath. She could see the shock and surprise in the eyes of Professor Foxx. Sassy closed her eyes, as if struggling for a moment.
"Can't remember the final incantation?" Professor Foxx mewed. "Oh dear. Wouldn't that be a shame?"
"No." Sasporilla said. "Just struggling with the morality of reanimating a corpse. I hate Necromancy."
"I understand dear. Many do, but you must pass this class to graduate in the end so, please," Professor Foxx waved her long thin fingers, "less judgement, more action."
"ZO!" Sasporilla cast sending a shock of magical energy through the corpse.
The rat twitched. The twitch turned to convulsions. Then the creature stood and looked around. The rats eyes glowed red and it hissed as its tail twitched and back hair bristled.
"Impressive." Professor Foxx said. "Fail."
Touching her wand to the circle she cast "FINITE NECROTANTUS" causing the flame of the circle to go out, the glow in the rats eyes to fade and its reanimation to come to an end.
"What?" Sasporilla protested. "Why was that a fail Professor Foxx? I reanimated the corpse as requested! I did so with you only giving me the most basic of descriptions of how to do so as you know bloody well you never taught me this and you even said your self, just now, my results were IMPRESIVE!"
"Yes I did." Professor Foxx smiled. "and the best part of being your Professor is I am in charge and I get to decide if you pass or fail and I... say... fail. Good day."
Sasporilla Bucket stood there stunned as Professor Foxx walked back to her chair triumphantly.
"You may leave Ms.Bucket." Professor Foxx smiled.
Sassy wiped the blood, as best as she could from her wand and slipped it back into her robes. With a sniff, as a tear rolled down her cheek Sasporilla Bucket turned to walk away. Professor Foxx's Cheshire grin was one of a spider with a fresh fly in its web.
"Wait Ms.Bucket." the pretty young Necromancy Professor said. "Perhaps we can work something out?"
Sasporilla stopped in her tracks but did not turn around. "What do you mean?"
"Perhaps I could have you for dinner?" The Professor giggled getting up. "You see many hate to eat alone. My dietary needs are unique, and few are willing to eat with me. I would love to have you for dinner. If you would allow this I would give you a passing grade."
Sassy turned to face Professor Foxx. "That doesn't sound unacceptable but to have a binding pact you need to reveal the absolute truth to me professor."
"You are a clever one aren't you?" Professor Foxx hissed opening her gapping maw full of razor sharp teeth and a long forked tongue. The pretty young woman’s facade shriveled and faded to that of a grizzled old hag, boney with ashen warty skin and a thinned white rats nest of hair.
"CICLARINFLAMARI!" Sasporilla cast surrounding the Professor with a circle of high flames. "EXPELIARMUS! Sent the old witches wand flying off into the shadows."
"I'm glad you've finally shown me your true face Professor Foxx," Sasporilla said, "or should I call you Marie LaVeau?"
The grizzled witch let out a withering howling shriek at hearing her real name for the first time in a century.
"How did a common girl like you figure out who a great witch like me was?" The old witch asked.
"First of all never call any student of this university common." Professor Splatterpalette said stepping from the shadows with the real Sasporilla Bucket.
"Second of all only a very old necromantic witch uses a life leaching spell on other witches or wizards." The false Sasporilla said. "And I've suspected you for quite a while."
"Who are you?" The old witch demanded.
The real Sasporilla Bucket drew her wand and cast "REVELIO" undoing the effects of the polyjuice potion to reveal Dean Silversnow, Dean of the University of Avalon. An average man of French decent who looked like he'd have been at home as a musketeer.
"I've long suspected you were up to something Professor." Dean Silversnow spat on the floor. "Now that I know you've been feeding on students I will do everything I can to get them the help they need. You sicken me!"
With a wave of his wand the class room doors flew open. Long shuttered widows let in long forgotten rays of light. The rhythmic thump and rattle of Royal guards in full armour flowed into the class room.
"I want this witch arrested under the charges of assaulting of children!" The dean demanded.
"She will be brought before the witch Queen." The female guard captain in the gold mask said.
"Consider yourself fired Professor." Dean Silversnow said as Royal guard lead the old witch away. "Now Ms.Bucket, I will do your practical exam for Necromancy, and I can guarantee you I won't ask you to try and perform a spell from a masters exam... ready?"
.
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I am in no way affiliated with Warner Bros. or with J.K.Rowling. My work is purely that of fan fiction & do not ask for, nor accept money, gifts or other compensation for my work. If you really feel you must do something, donate to J.K.Rowling's charitable foundation LUMOS! Link below! ( https://www.wearelumos.org/ )