Our Lord's Might Prevails in All Things

[alt_crouch_jr]

That's two will never raise wand to defame Our Lord again.

Will never raise wand again. Full stop.

Will beg His mercy before tonight ends. And tell all they know before they receive it.

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Re: Private Message to Barty

[alt_crouch_jr]

On my way to you now.

Late, but the power- It thrums in the blood.

Re: Private Message to Barty

[alt_antonin]

Indeed it does.

I am finishing my correspondence, but do let yourself in -- the wards should respond to your touch. If you are still as infused with the results of our work tonight as I, there are some magics I have been postponing until I am more recovered that we might turn our wands to. It is so enjoyable to feel as though I am at full capacity again.

Re: Private Message to Barty

[alt_crouch_jr]

Toshenka.

That rite. Quite different from any I've known for warding and staking claim. Still feeling the shift it caused in my own alignment. Feels- I'm not certain.

And I can't think of any proper comparison. For instance, Black's wards were as extensive as yours, and his palisading caused a distinctive frisson at passing, but altogether different. And different in basis, surely. Still, it's made me think-- did you design some of the protections for that townhouse of his?

Re: Private Message to Barty

[alt_antonin]

Ah, dear one, I'd wondered if you'd felt that. And thought you might.

I did assist Orion with some of the final pieces of the magics on that house, though he'd done the bulk of them before he engaged me as Reg's tutor. (A fact for which I remain eternally grateful, in that it led me to you.) Kolya did help him as well, in earlier years, but Kolya was my father's heir while I was far more my mother's. And if you are referring to what I believe you are, that sense of being evaluated and weighed when passing the threshold: I was able to teach Orion some additional ways to access and utilise the blood ties of 'family', and to bind the house even more strongly to the Black line, by extending my mother's teachings and adapting them for a framework more likely to make sense to him.

Before we moved on to refreshing the actual protections on the house last night, that additional incantation you raised your eyebrows at (and I do appreciate your patience in not breaking my concentration to ask, darling, as that bit can be tricky even at the best of times) was much in the same line: an invocation of the magic of my ancestors, and an invitation to them and to the gods to witness our work. And an introduction of you, my son of the heart, in whom I am deeply pleased and in whom I delight.

That you were able to feel it pleases me, immensely. And merely reinforces that I was right to extend that offer to you over Christmas Eve supper, no matter what your answer proves to be. Those invocations are not lineage-bound the way some of the magics I hold are -- I only do not perform them before most of my workings done in company because they are difficult to explain without sounding like mystic or madman (or both) -- but they do react differently in the presence of family, and last night they did indeed begin to recognise you as mine.

You are likely still resonating with the magics we've worked this weekend -- and allow me to say again, your work in the circle was flawless -- or taking advantage of one of the crowd of witches who were flocking to your side at the gala this evening, but when you've some time later this week, stop by and we can discuss further. Now that you've had a chance to reflect upon my proposal, and have touched upon the edges of the mysteries I propose to adopt you into, I suspect you may have further questions for me.

(But even if you decide that is not a path you can see yourself walking -- you will always find a welcome waiting for you here.)

Your,
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