"I'm unsure how his Items react to other Magical Beings but I'll be sure to test both of them when they arrive. In regards to spells however, I believe the purpose of a spell is defined by the caster's intent. The more Magic you put into a spell may make it last longer or increase its effect to a degree though. But, as an example, you'll never turn a Cutting Charm into a Severing Curse just by using more Magic. The fundamental nature of the spell is different between the two. Even though they have the same basic function and the Severing Curse requires more Magic to cast, casting the Cutting Charm with excess Magic won't result in the same effects." Professor Aveline explained while Fleur listened intently.
"But surely there are spells that can be considerably enhanced with more Magic used to cast them?" Fleur questioned her eyes filled with curiosity.
"Let's use another example then. The basic Aguamenti Charm when cast with very little Magic gives you a stream of water not unlike what you'd get from a faucet. Put in more Magic and the amount and force of the water increases. The spell can range in power from the faucet all the way up to something akin to a massive torrent. Conversely the Incendio Charm only makes a gout of flame that can light a hearth or start a campfire. Both of these uses are what was intended when the spell was made. Adding more Magic makes the flame last a bit longer but that's the extent of it. The Incendio Charm will never become strong enough to rival any Fire-based Curse, and it'll most assuredly not become something like the Battle Magic known as the Firestorm Spell. While the Incendio Charm and the Aguamenti Charm are often considered to be a pair, or mirrors of each other, in truth the purpose and function of both spells was determined during their creation. So while one can get incredibly more powerful the more Magic is used to cast it the other is locked into a lower power requirement simply by virtue of its design." Professor Aveline explained as Fleur thought over what she heard.
"I see, so a spell's creation truly defines what it is. But the way in which it is used is also a factor, correct?" Fleur asked as she mulled over the nature of Spellcraft.
"Very much so, Miss Delacour." Professor Aveline nodded as she sipped her tea to soothe her throat.
"Do you think Mr. Potter would mind me writing to him as well? I think it would be enlightening to hear about theories from another student that has obviously thought long and deeply on the nature of Magic." Fleur asked before taking a snack for herself.
"I'll introduce the idea to him in my next letter. I'm sure he wouldn't mind another person to have conversations with. I've even been helping him learn a bit of French in our missives; usually a word or two at a time, or a common phrase to help him should he visit France in the future. He seems to be taking well to our language." Professor Aveline smiled getting one in return from her student.
"Thank you Professor, I look forward to making a friend who is just as interested in Magic as I am. Starting as Pen Pals seems like a good way to get to know one another." Fleur grinned as she adjusted her sitting position and started to talk more in depth with her Professor.
Harry once again was sitting in his Defense Against the Dark Arts class, trying to understand anything the stuttering Professor Quirrel was saying. With a grimace Harry tried to tune the turban-wearing man out as he went through his textbook and studied the current material independently. Was Quirrel really the best Hogwarts could offer as a Defense Professor? If so it was pretty sad, the man jumped at the smallest of things and appeared perpetually terrified. With no viable instruction coming from the so-called 'Professor' Harry read through his textbook to try and learn anything.
'Surely there's got to be something that makes this man qualified to teach?' Harry mused to himself. With a slow and subtle movement Harry pulled out his Scouter and focused it on the Professor that was currently facing the other side of the classroom. A quick scan and Harry saw something he'd never seen his Scouter do before. '4886' appeared for a brief second before changing to '1050' and Harry had no idea why. Quirrel wasn't doing anything like casting a spell. Why was his mana bouncing more than three thousand points back and forth?
'Wait a minute, it changed again?' Harry stared into the lens of his Scouter confused. The numbers bouncing back and forth now read '4884' and the second number was now '1052' as they both repeatedly switched with one another. 'What in the actual hell?' He thought to himself. 'Is the Scouter broken? It isn't damaged and the runic sequence won't just suddenly stop working properly. The hell is going on with Quirrel?'
After class Harry quickly left to find Penny and Tonks. He wanted to share the oddity of Quirrel's scan and get their opinions and thoughts on the anomaly. It didn't take long to find the two as they were both heading to dinner. Both girls smiled at him as he got their attention and walked up to them quickly.
"Evening Harry, how were your classes today?" Penny asked as Harry caught up with them.
"Wotcher Harrikins, you must be hungry running towards the Great Hall like that." Tonks commented getting a shake of the head from Harry.
"No, not that, I just have something to tell you both; I want to get your opinion on something that happened in class." Harry informed the two as they entered the Great Hall.
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