[ Not that he thinks of Wardwell as being a coward in particular. But it's safe here, relatively, and they're both Submissives. True, of all people, they'd probably have the easiest time moving from place to place thanks to their magic. But it's still a chance that he's impressed she'd be willing to take. ]
[ There's a slight twitch of his head in question -- because he knows well enough not to trust her completely -- but after a half second, he goes ahead and takes her hand.
He does take a deep breath, but a calm one, suspecting that magic's about to happen. And that's not something he needs to be afraid of. At least, if something bad's about to happen, he doesn't need to tense up and panic before it's even occurred. ]
( she teleports them to haven, though it'll be much smoother than harry's used to with apparating, no chance of splinching and far less disorientation. she releases his hand once there's there, a quick second to look him over before asking-- )
[ He looks perfectly fine. Having steeled himself for Apparation, he's only a little surprised to find that the journey isn't nearly as unsettling as his magic.
He takes it all in stride and heads towards the back of the clinic, where the beds are.
They're all partitioned off by curtains, where they can, but there's only so many beds and there are a lot of people. Their injuries are obviously from the war brewing outside: burns and blood and broken bones. A few are sick with ailments that struck them before the fighting started, but if they can get a few more wounded to the status of walking wounded, that would be good. ]
( she stops in the room, surveying the beds and variety of injuries present on them. she doesn't need to ask about it, knows how the war outside is going and has seen other similar things before.
she moves to someone more gravely injured first, knowing that lighter injuries can be tended to in other means, kneeling herself by the bed. she came here to heal and it's exactly what she's going to do.
the only sound to come to her is a quick, quiet shush as her hands move to hover over the burns, a light wave of her fingers as she carries out the spell. there's no visible sign of her magic other than the slow healing of the wound, red of the burn lessening, pain decreasing, wound starting to close )
[ Harry watches, quietly impressed. He's more than a little familiar with Miss Wardwell's magic by now, but he's never seen it used to heal. He adores Madame Pomfrey, but her magic is mostly potions, some wandwork for simple wounds. This is something different, something far more powerful.
He stands near her. The man exhales, relaxes, seems to sink back into the cot. He clearly feels less pain, if even no pain at all. ]
Thank you. [ His voice is soft but earnest.
Harry smiles faintly and touches Wardwell's shoulder. There are a few more in as the same strife as this man, a few more could use some help. ]
( she gives a nod at harry's gesture, rising from the man without a word, moving to another cot, healing in a similar manner again, tending several others before stopping, turning to him )
There's more that needs to be done and not simply in healing.
( more wounded will just appear if this war isn't ended )
Not all preventative measures result in an attack.
( at least not an all out war, though they already were in one )
Warding, creating safe havens. Like here. Without proper boundaries those recovering won't remain safe.
( and it was this with him that she'd do. lilith could go out and attack in the way but it wasn't her style and she didn't plan to be dragged involved. instead, she'd protect and heal, something she is very good at doing )
[ In fact, he's set a few up in Haven already. But he's not surprised that she doesn't notice them. Maybe she can't feel his magic, much like he can't feel hers specifically, only in a general sense. Or maybe, comparatively speaking, they're just too weak. There's a dozen reasons. ]
I've got a few up, but they're not exactly my specialty.
( hers were strong but then pretty much anything done from her magic was powerful, the advantage of being as old as she was, as practised )
Combining magic, for my world at least strengthens the spell. There are-- glamours that can be cast to hide the people here, make them seem as if they were not here.
They were able to bring us here, prevent us from being able to use our magic to leave. They may be able to break our spells.
( though perhaps not immediately. their better chances were on things that lies hadn't created, smaller spaces and periods of time but temporarily this would work. temporarily )
[ It's a sobering answer, not something that inspires at all. But at least they are both on the same page here. They know it's just plugging a leak in a dam, but it's what they can do for the moment.
Harry's just eager to take on the whole damn deluge. ]
Then let's get started. At least there's a chance, for a little while.
I cast an intruder charm and a caterwaulling charm. Both let you know when, well, an intruder is trying to get in, just one's louder than the other.
Most of what I know that's... subtle works against magic. I can charm the place against magical attacks for forever. Otherwise, it's an all or nothing sort of deal. A shield that doesn't let anybody in. For emergencies.
[ He nods and does so. Raising his wand, he murmurs a Latin phrase under his breath. And just like that, a barrier begins to form, forming a dome over the clinic room. Whatever it is made of can only be described as magical: hazy and luminous at the same time. It fully forms itself, then nearly disappears, a barely there glint when the light catches it right. ]
( as he casts his spell her eyes close and for a moment she allows herself to be still, feeling his power, the energy coming from him as he casts, the magical vibrations in the room as his spell forms.
when she opens her eyes lilith brings her hands in front of her and rather than words she traces a sigil in the air, continuing a few more, focused on what she's casting.
he'll note that she's done by a flash of light in his barrier, a faint darker tone to it before it becomes almost invisible again. her hands fall, attention turning to him )
[ He nods slightly, focused on her motions, her magic, trying to read and understand what she's doing without her explaining, without it being too obvious. Their magics are so different in their ways, but at their heart, of course, they're simply magic.
Harry takes a few steps forward to where the barrier should be and tests it, walking forward and back. He does so without problem and turns to give Wardwell a grin. ]
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Leave here?
[ Not that he thinks of Wardwell as being a coward in particular. But it's safe here, relatively, and they're both Submissives. True, of all people, they'd probably have the easiest time moving from place to place thanks to their magic. But it's still a chance that he's impressed she'd be willing to take. ]
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You mentioned Haven. I assume that anyone injured is there?
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Yes. They have a few magical people, but for the most part they're just relying on muggle medicine.
And we never took a healing class at Hogwarts.
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( take a healing class at hogwarts, obviously. lilith holds out her hand to him, planning to teleport him there, unaware that he can do it himself )
Take a deep breath.
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He does take a deep breath, but a calm one, suspecting that magic's about to happen. And that's not something he needs to be afraid of. At least, if something bad's about to happen, he doesn't need to tense up and panic before it's even occurred. ]
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Where are they?
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He takes it all in stride and heads towards the back of the clinic, where the beds are.
They're all partitioned off by curtains, where they can, but there's only so many beds and there are a lot of people. Their injuries are obviously from the war brewing outside: burns and blood and broken bones. A few are sick with ailments that struck them before the fighting started, but if they can get a few more wounded to the status of walking wounded, that would be good. ]
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she moves to someone more gravely injured first, knowing that lighter injuries can be tended to in other means, kneeling herself by the bed. she came here to heal and it's exactly what she's going to do.
the only sound to come to her is a quick, quiet shush as her hands move to hover over the burns, a light wave of her fingers as she carries out the spell. there's no visible sign of her magic other than the slow healing of the wound, red of the burn lessening, pain decreasing, wound starting to close )
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He stands near her. The man exhales, relaxes, seems to sink back into the cot. He clearly feels less pain, if even no pain at all. ]
Thank you. [ His voice is soft but earnest.
Harry smiles faintly and touches Wardwell's shoulder. There are a few more in as the same strife as this man, a few more could use some help. ]
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There's more that needs to be done and not simply in healing.
( more wounded will just appear if this war isn't ended )
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I thought you said wait and listen.
[ Advise which Harry hasn't been quite following, but somewhat. Close. ]
Change your mind?
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( at least not an all out war, though they already were in one )
Warding, creating safe havens. Like here. Without proper boundaries those recovering won't remain safe.
( and it was this with him that she'd do. lilith could go out and attack in the way but it wasn't her style and she didn't plan to be dragged involved. instead, she'd protect and heal, something she is very good at doing )
Have you learned any protective enchantments?
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[ In fact, he's set a few up in Haven already. But he's not surprised that she doesn't notice them. Maybe she can't feel his magic, much like he can't feel hers specifically, only in a general sense. Or maybe, comparatively speaking, they're just too weak. There's a dozen reasons. ]
I've got a few up, but they're not exactly my specialty.
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( hers were strong but then pretty much anything done from her magic was powerful, the advantage of being as old as she was, as practised )
Combining magic, for my world at least strengthens the spell. There are-- glamours that can be cast to hide the people here, make them seem as if they were not here.
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Layering charm atop of charm, that's how we do it back home.
How much do you think this'll work against LIES though, if they really wanted to know what was going on? Stop it?
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( though perhaps not immediately. their better chances were on things that lies hadn't created, smaller spaces and periods of time but temporarily this would work. temporarily )
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Harry's just eager to take on the whole damn deluge. ]
Then let's get started. At least there's a chance, for a little while.
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Talk to me about your charm.
( she wanted to know if there was a way to bolster his with her magic, strength it rather than just create her own )
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Most of what I know that's... subtle works against magic. I can charm the place against magical attacks for forever. Otherwise, it's an all or nothing sort of deal. A shield that doesn't let anybody in. For emergencies.
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( which meant that this would take some very careful planning )
Cast it. These people need protecting. Others can be taken elsewhere to safety.
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Can you alter it? To allow staff to come in and out? If we just protect this room, others can come into the lobby at least.
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( though the attacks weren't currently magical in nature meaning it was less of an issue )
Cast it. I'll modify it.
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when she opens her eyes lilith brings her hands in front of her and rather than words she traces a sigil in the air, continuing a few more, focused on what she's casting.
he'll note that she's done by a flash of light in his barrier, a faint darker tone to it before it becomes almost invisible again. her hands fall, attention turning to him )
That should be it.
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Harry takes a few steps forward to where the barrier should be and tests it, walking forward and back. He does so without problem and turns to give Wardwell a grin. ]
Nice.