As I suspected, the witch had been damaged, and it wasn't just the physical shaking of her body, but the psychological damage wasn't critical. In our time, there are already normal psychologists, and the freaks who continue to do skull trepanation, cutting or electrocuting the brain, are becoming less and less.
No, I can't keep silent, I'm disgusted by the fact of existence of moral freaks who are sure of the effectiveness of their methods, but also those who allow to turn people, even if they are sick, into indifferent vegetables. It is much more humane to kill such a person than to condemn him to months or even years of what I can only call a nightmare.
Crooked hands, or the conscious achievement of the result — it's one thing, but then have the courage and bring the matter to an end, and do not need to mask your fear with beautiful words and false concepts, twisted beyond recognition moral ugliness. Okay, we need to calm down and get back to the point...yes, this is all from fatigue....
Well, the damage to the psyche has happened, yes, but it's not hard to repair, and Momo has already begun the process, a little later, in a few days, we'll bring her parents here, and I think in a week and a half the girl will be able to return to Hogwarts. But Hermione should be kept away from all the caring old farts and other nonsense, because her psyche is a mess right now, and her brain can be twisted in the most unbelievable ways, and it will be much harder to fix it later.
As for more serious damage, there's nothing we can do. I think it's worth explaining this in more detail to make it clearer. In fact, I already mentioned it, but I will repeat it: the division into "dark", "light", and "neutral" magic is real and has been proven many times.
However, dark and light magic in a deeper understanding — it is too complicated, and I myself cannot fully understand how it works on the level of processes and laws of the universe. On the other hand, our, human, side, I have more or less understood this question in relation to our world, that is, the world that comes in contact with people, and for us these terms are close to "night" and "day", "not good" and "not bad", exactly as I said.
You can also add relationships and emotions, like anger, care, and so on, but these are purely human terms, and even on the spirits they do not work, so "not good" and "not bad," because the concepts of "good" and "bad" are themselves quite subjective, and everyone has their own. To generalize, we can say that dark magic and dark mages are not absolute evil, just as being a light mage does not mean infallibility.
Just poles of power of different colors that create a perfect balance. Like a magnet. Now, there are "dark" people, there are "light" people, and there are "neutral" or "gray" people, and it is the latter that are important in explaining Hermione's condition.
All Muggle-born children, called "new blood" or "foundlings" or "children of magic", are "gray" from birth, and it does not matter what they are — good, evil or indifferent, what is important is that their magic has no predisposition, from it, as from raw iron, you can make any alloy, or you can leave the same "iron" — in the world everything has its place. According to my idea, Hermione Granger should lay down her magical family with a firmly established "gray" gift or gifts.
Such bloodlines are a relative rarity around the world, and their very existence creates a kind of stable buffer for not only expanding the spectrum of gifts on both the "light" and "dark" sides, but also an opportunity to dilute the blood for both sides.
Marriage between clans with different magical orientations is possible, yes, because there are different rituals, especially nobody forbids to invent new ones, but it doesn't mean that in such a marriage there will be a strengthening, or at least a consolidation, here it would be more appropriate to say "averaging" of the level, that is, the offspring will not be stronger than the parents, will not be able to acquire anything new for a few generations, and so on.
To have a clan that can make alliances with both sides without harming or weakening them for personal use is a solid foundation and confidence in the future of any proper clan and its parent clan. I wanted to create such a vassal — strong, intelligent, loyal, and extremely useful.
However, being in those terrible dungeons, the young witch was subjected to a hard "exposure" to the dark spectrum of magic, and even amplified almost ritual torture of many souls. It wasn't surprising that the girl's energy began to shift toward the dark spectrum, and she wouldn't have cared about those changes if she hadn't been a witch, like all gifted girls born in Britain.
If Hermione had been born a witch, it would have been easier for me to return her to her original state. But a witch is a different matter, a witch is always closer to darkness than to light, and it always depends on the witch herself who can choose her "color". Is it worth saying what kind of choice most people make, given that the light side imposes a list of restrictions, and the dark side, on the contrary, can also form a gift, and in a witch's lifetime? Well, with an impressive list of conditions, of course.
And since I'm not interested in another dark family in the lands of Britain, this curly-haired girl will have to work harder than I thought. I think the girl will be very 'pleased' with my offer.
As Hermione was led out of the circle, back into my arms, and handed over to the others present, and the circle safely extinguished, I began to explain the situation to this particular Gryffindor. As I thought, the news that the girl was now closer to the Dark Wizards didn't make her happy, she almost cried, but the care and attention of the girls and the woman kept her from getting depressed. But there were tears — how could there not be in a group of women?
Stanley and I moved safely to the side so as not to be hit by a "stray bullet. And just as I was about to begin "forging iron without leaving the cash register," Afiri returned, whom I had instructed to examine the captured mages, to examine their wardrobe and arsenal.
The girl carried a wide, flat box in her hands, and in her emotions lurked a cautious hope for praise, along with some "legitimate" pride. It was a strange bouquet, but I was extremely curious to know the reason for it, so I followed the girl from the moment she returned to the ritual hall. When she approached me and the cat, the girl didn't even look in my direction, she literally stared into my eyes.
— Master, I've done what you asked. — A nod of the head and the dark eyes lowered, and again, eye to eye. — I found THIS among the usual trinkets, sir. — A half bow and outstretched hands with a case through which I could feel no magic at all. — I think this thing is worth a brief distraction, Master. But if I am wrong, I will humbly accept any punishment. — I bowed again, my emotions a mixture of frozen expectation and tentative hope.
I looked into the girl's eyes once more, assessing her expression, and lowered my eyes to the familiar box in which I had once brought the tiara-crestrail. With a click of the lock, I open the lid and see the wide bracelet. For some time now, my vision has allowed me to see far more than the normal eye, plus my world view...
It's an amazing feeling, the like of which I haven't experienced in a long time, since my first immersion into the spirit world. I could barely stop myself from touching the bracelet the moment I realized what it was. Wide, massive, red gold (alchemy) with an abundance of gemstones.
Red and black, as if shining warningly, catching the slightest ray of light. The Indian maharajahs loved such things and turned them into a showcase of jewels. But even at first glance, it was clear that the bracelet was very old, if not ancient. Even though I had already guessed what it was, just in case, it was always worth making sure, that is, checking, double-checking, and checking again — just to be sure. I placed my open palm over the artifact, covered my eyes, and listened. I felt my lips curl into a smile.