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Jon Crawford
 Posted: Jan 6 2018, 06:49 PM
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Underground, deep within the bowels of The Ministry Jon was getting ready to be hard at work. An old dark spell book had been discovered and it was up to him and his colleagues to translate it. It was written in a language very few had even a grasp of now, luckily for the Department Jon had come across it before. For months he'd pored over the pages until he'd worked out the key to it. Now they were ready for the next stage.

Having already sent out a call to Jason for assistance Jon went about readying their work area. On a table at one side of the room was the book in question sat surrounded by anything Jon thought might come in handy, the most important of these being the magic repelling gloves - there was no way of telling what curses may have been written in to the book itself.

A jinxing dummy unique to the department stood in the middle of the room. The unique aspect to it was that whatever spell was cast at it the dummy would show the effects to a human. Using his wand Jon drew a protection circle around it, a circle that would keep the magic cast in rather than repel it.

He walked back over to the table Jon pulled the code from his pocket and smoothed it on the top. He'd had enough time looking through the book to figure out it was a simplistic spell book. No one spell seemed to correlate with another, no narrative other than dark ran through it. They could tackle the spells one-by-one; translate, perform, record. He'd done it more times than most would believe before now.

After sliding a pair of glasses onto his nose Jon bent over the book. The glasses had nothing to do with his eyesight but were another tool of the department - they could detect magic and different types. He slipped on his gloves without glancing away from the page. No chances would be taken. When worked on the key he had worked mostly with copies of the book, anytime he'd been in it's presence the books itself had been in a trasnparent case. It had been cleared of the worst curses but the less serious were easier concealed. The pages were thicker than was usual, especially for the time this book was written. There was a sensation in the air. Was it a curse or just the presence of something so obviously old? Or did it have to do with the evil intent behind it's creation? Jon couldn't wait to find out.

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Jason Taylor
 Posted: Jan 15 2018, 03:50 PM
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It was probably supposed to be something of a hazing initiation for new members, but Jason had been assigned to organizing the files and projects so that they could be better accessed. Honestly, it was one of the coolest things that he’d ever taken part in. There was so much interesting stuff that it was taking him a lot longer than he would have thought; maybe if he didn’t take the time to stop and read so much of it.

The summons to come and see Jon had been a bit unexpected so he quickly stowed everything away and made his way even deeper into the tunnels that made up the Department of Mysteries. With a bright smile on his face he entered the room where he’d been called and took a look around – the book drew his attention, but he wasn’t sure what it was.

“Hello, sir,” he greeted Jon.

“What can I do for you today?”

As much as he wanted to rush over and start thumbing through the book – he’d quickly learned about the dangers of that sort of thing in the short time he’d been here so he slipped his hands into his pockets and waited to hear what his assignment was going to be.

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Jon Crawford
 Posted: Jan 16 2018, 06:40 PM
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Jon straightened and turned to Jon smiling. “First thing - put on the gloves. They repel magic back to the object.”

He waited from him to do so before explaining. “We were handed a book a few months ago and I seem to have successfully cracked the code… language… it’s an ancient language but it writes like a code. Good thing or I’d have still been poring over it symbol by symbol.”

“Anyway, we have this book and” he moved to the side making space for Jason. “Come close enough and you’ll feel it. The intent seeps out the pages. It’s dark, that much we could tell just by being in its presence.”

He paused and flipped through the pages. The air above the book appeared to shift as he did. “Now most people would think we’d just destroy the book without a second thought but where’s the sense in that? The magic may be dark but we could learn a thing or two from it. There’s more than a few spells with their true full origin tracing right back to here and people who did what we’re doing today. It’s part of what we do here - we find seeds. Seeds that when taken to someone outside can grow.”

Jon left the desk to walk over to the dummy. “We’ve to translate and perform what we find in that book. Research and record. We cast on this guy.” Having passed the barrier he threw his arm around the dummy. “He’ll show us exactly what would happen to a person if the spell were to be cast on them. These objects,” he waved a hand behind, “they work much the same as the dummy. Thanks to charms in this room all effects will be clearly shown.”

Returning to the desk Jon smiled again at Jason. “We’ll be protected. I’ve already cast all the protection spells and whatever we cast cannot rebound.” The line on the floor was clear to see since it glowed dimly. “Right now, I want you to have a good look at whatever you must, let me know when you’re ready and we’ll get to it. Take as much time as you need though. No rush.”

Jon’s first time in this room he’d spent a good five minutes just looking at the dummy. He could sense the magic about it and had desperately wanted to know what charms were cast. How it could possibly work was another thing he wanted to work out. Of course there had been no time for that then and he’d come to find out over the years. “I’ll just give the book a last skim.”

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Jason Taylor
 Posted: Jan 17 2018, 03:59 PM
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Following orders was something that Jason was good at – having it drilled into him from a very early age – and was slipping into the gloves practically before Jon had finished speaking. Even as his attention was still seemingly fixed on the book on the table, he couldn’t help but take in the information about just what the gloves did. They sounded remarkably useful.

A mysterious book written in some sort of code. There didn’t exist a more interesting item in the world as far as Jason was concerned. He was practically trembling with the desire to crack into it and see just what knowledge the new – or possibly very old – tome had to offer.

Jason stepped up into the space vacated by Jon and the older man was right – there was a palpable sense of… energy? – Power maybe? – coming from the book. While he didn’t get the same feeling of darkness that Jon seemed to, Jason marked that down to not being as familiar with it as the more experienced Unspeakable clearly was.

His eyes focused on the stirring energy around the book as his colleague flipped through the pages. It was a really cool effect. A look of horror briefly flashed across his face at the idea of destroying the book – granted, there was some really dangerous information that could be recorded, but he couldn’t think of anything that was so dangerous it shouldn’t be understood before it was destroyed. Fortunately, it seemed like Jon was of a similar point of view.

From the sounds of things, this seemed more and more like it was going to be a lesson rather than an actual project. Still, he considered that it was possible, even probable, that it was both. After all, that would be a far better use of time.

Jason’s eyes focused on the dummy and he wondered just why they didn’t have something like that at Hogwarts. There were many new spells being taught and learned – and even students pulling things out of the Restricted Section or playing around with making their own stuff. It would have been extremely helpful to have something like this around so you could find out just what it was that you were learning to unleash on the world.

The dim light from the line ward gave voice to the power flowing through it and Jason was desperately looking forward to trying out some of the spells. At the given offer, Jason drew his wand and advanced on the ward first. A few quick spells gave him a general idea of how it would work – it was some surprisingly powerful spell work and he was willing to bet that it would stop most anything that could have rebounded back on them. However, there was always room for the unexpected – they were dealing with magic after all.

That out of the way, he advanced on the magical crash-test dummy and looked it over. Just to get a better idea of what the results were going to look like; Jason sent a string of curses and hexes at the thing. The readouts were pretty easy to read and understand and he smiled at it. He could practically feel the layered spells on it and – as much as he longed to take it apart and see how they all interacted – he knew it wasn’t the time to experiment. After just a few more minutes exploring the protective wards that had been put in place, he was unsurprised to find they were strong and likely to be effective.

With the double checking done, Jason returned to the table and asked, “May I take a look at the book?”

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Jon Crawford
 Posted: Jan 21 2018, 11:32 AM
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Though he still appeared to be reading over the book Jon was in fact watching Jason. It was rare for someone new to join the team, rarer still that the new person be so young. Jon loved seeing the spark of new curiosities in others eyes. The firsts in life were always the best moments but sadly, the older you got the less of those moments there were.

He was gauging Jason too, he was young enough that he still might decide he wasn’t the right fit. Jon couldn’t see that happening himself, Jason slotted right in nicely, a perfect fit with the rest of them underground. Still, a person never could be one hundred percent sure. If Jon believed they could he wouldn’t be working where he did.

“Of course.” He answered Jason with a smile and stepped away from the table.

“A bit of a history while you do. It was while the clean-up team was working in an old pureblood home taken by The Ministry after the fall of their “Dark Lord”. An interest had been shown for the house and grounds so it had to be made habitable again. Along with this book was found a dress that suffocates any person the wearer sees fit, a collection of questionable potions and a hat stand… a quite remarkable hatstand - the pegs become like tentacles and try to throttle those who get too close. So, all in all some very not nice stuff.” He smiled, it wasn’t good for the world that so many dark items existed but it was good for the department.

“The woman who found the book seemed entranced, as though the book wanted to be found and called to her. She threw all protocol away and opened the pages instead of sealing and transporting. Later she was found sitting on the floor staring at the book as the pages turned of their own accord. When they got the book free her hands were terribly burned and she was still in her trance-like state. She’s fine now though, came back to work after a fortnight. The healers at St Mungo’s really do know their craft.”

“Would you like to take a bash at the first spell?” Jon asked. “It seems the simplest in the book.” Which made sense with it being at the front. “I don’t think we’ll have much trouble with it.”

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Jason Taylor
 Posted: Jan 23 2018, 04:57 PM
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As soon as the seat was vacated, Jason took it and began investigating the book. An aura clung to the book that was almost greasy and Jason frowned as he tried, unconsciously, to wipe his fingers on the tabletop. The brief history lesson rather explained that – they were still running across artifacts, books, and other things from the time of Voldemort. Jason was curious if there would ever be a time when things weren’t tainted by Riddle and his ancestors.

“Really?” he stopped and looked up at the older man at the mention of the dress. That was such a ridiculous thing and – try as he might – he couldn’t figure anyone that something like that would work on other than an inconvenient mistress that just needed to disappear.

The description of the hat stand made him grin, and he asked, “What were the potions?” before returning his attention to the book.

To that point, he’d only been interacting with the spells and enchantments on the book, and when Jon told him about what had happened to the woman who’d found the book he pulled his hands back and regarded the thing with a new appreciation. There was clearly something dangerous in the book and that both concerned and intrigued him.

Carefully, he opened the book and began flipping through the pages. It was a spell book, though the spells weren’t identified very well. They were clearly curses and hexes and some of them seemed awful. At the offer to try out the first spell, Jason hesitated a second. Practical magic still wasn’t his strong suit, but he was more than willing to try it. He flipped back to the front of the book and read over the spell description.

It was a battle spell for sure. The wand motion was minimal and he noticed that it incorporated most of a basic cutting hex. That intrigued him. The incantation was equally short and seemed to be descended from an ancient Egyptian incantation – something to do with darkness. After he’d gotten what he could from the basic description he rose and smiled at his coworker, “It’s nice to know that you have such confidence in me. I’ve often struggled with the actual casting of spells, but I’ll be happy to see how this goes…”

Jason lined up across from the dummy that was set in the room and concentrated on what he was doing. The spell specifically it should be directed at a foe’s eyes, which meant it was probably pretty difficult to get off in combat – the eyes, after all, were a small, moving target. With a deep breath, Jason gracefully wove his wand through the described motion and incanted the spell.

A heavy sigh escaped him as nothing happened and he grinned wryly, “And… Take two…”

It was the fourth attempt before he managed to get the spell to go off and a small burst of grey light shot across the space between him and his target, affecting against the dummy’s eyes. The spell had done nothing when connecting with the body of the target. That wasn’t the case when it successfully hit the eyes of the dummy and the readout told them – far more clinically than would have been the case with an actual target – that the spell cleanly severed the retinas from the eyes. Blindness would be complete and nearly permanent.

“Well,” he said hesitantly as he looked at the effect of the spell and thought about how easy it had been to successfully cast, “that’s one down then…”

“Where was this book found again?”

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 Posted: Jan 30 2018, 11:54 AM
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"Really." Jon nodded. "The thinking between us is that some pureblood woman thought her dress so pretty that an anti-theft spell was cast. It was just bad luck that the spell would stop the owner wearing the dress too." It was a ridiculous notion but a story that had been told and verified in the past with other objects. People were odd and they didn't think things through, it's just the way they were.

"No idea as of yet. It's a much more difficult, time-consuming process with potions. They have to strip them back to the base ingredients, work out the order and then take a good guess at the effect. Sadly we have no dummys for potion testing." Although that would be a fantastic invention... Jon was sure someone was working on it somewhere. "If you like I can speak to the group working on the potions, get you in on that too?"

It would do Jason good he thought and really he should have been asked to help with the potions too. He had to learn the work and the best way to do that was to dive right in.

Jon smiled as Jason admitted he wasn't all that good at spell-casting. He knew that in time even the worst at spells would improve vastly in the department. Practice made perfect and they certainly got plenty of practice underground. He stood back and waited patiently not saying a word at Jason's failed attempts. Not only was this a brand new spell for them even in it's simplicity it was a wickedly difficult spell.

When the spell was successfully cast he joined Jason at the dummy. "It's amazing the places the human mind will go to." He noted, a remark he'd spoken many times before. "They never tell us the exact details. The most we get told is it was found in a seized pureblood home." Of course it would be easy enough to find out what family the home belonged to. Just a bit of digging and they could know what house was ready to be sold on. Jon was more interested in the book than where it came from though.

The older man returned to the table to quickly write down some notes on the spell. Later he would have the task of figuring out how the spell worked, breaking it down through it's layers looking for anything useful.

"Onto the next then? To wipe the dummy point your wand where the heart would be and speak the incantation 'Extergito'. It means wipe clean and can also be used on chalkboards funnily enough." Jon turned back to the book and the second spell there.

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Jason Taylor
 Posted: Jan 31 2018, 08:49 PM
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The description of how the dress, in particular, had come to be caused Jason to sigh and shake his head. Of course, he’d forgotten Hanlon’s Razor; never attribute to malice what can be adequately explained by stupidity. It still seemed the sort of thing that shouldn’t happen by accident, but that didn’t mean that it couldn’t when faced with someone’s greed matched with their ability to perform magic.

“That’s ridiculous,” he replied sadly before turning his attention back to his task

Potions had been one of the classes that he’d rally enjoyed on his pass though Hogwarts, and he was a little jealous that there were people working on a project like that. It would have bene something he’d have loved – it would have been a giant chemistry puzzle with just a hint of magic thrown in. As though Jon had read his thoughts, Jason smiled brightly and returned his attention to the man, “I’d really appreciate that. It sounds really interesting.”

The Potions Dummy would have been useful too, but – for the moment at least – Jason was sure that was beyond his skill.

“Amazing, yes, but more than a bit horrifying too. I’m trying to come up with a use for a spell like this that isn’t just cruel, and I’m coming up short.”

Jason nodded, unsurprised that the exact location of the book hadn’t been common knowledge. It wasn’t so much that he was concerned about where it had been, just that the thought of this spell book living in a home of a student at Hogwarts… The idea that someone knowing some of these spells could be walking the halls was terrifying. He hoped that it was a home that had been in the Ministry’s possession for a long time, rather than one that they’d just come into.

The fact that the spell to wipe clean the dummy was the same as the one to clear a blackboard made him grin, though he supposed he probably shouldn’t have been that surprised. The dummy was almost definitely created by someone who’d gone through Hogwarts, so they already knew an eraser spell existed – may as well make use of it.

Then came the spell book again, this one he wasn’t as sure about. The incantation was based out of a language that he didn’t know or really recognize, so that gave him absolutely no heads up. The wand motion, on the other hand, was similar to incendio – though, with some flourishes that were unfamiliar to him. After several moments of practicing to make sure he had the wand motions down pat he rose and faced off against his unfortunate opponent.

This spell came more quickly to him – likely because there wasn’t as much aiming involved. The spell cast with a flash of bright light, but there was no visible sign that it had impacted his target. Curiously, Jason looked on as the dummy began reporting the spell’s effects. The olfactory epithelium slowly began to dry and then burn away. It was a remarkably specific spell, and Jason didn’t want to know what it would feel like as your ability to smell was permanently burned away.

“Whoever made these spells was a monster,” he said as he turned back toward the book. Morbidly curious to know what was next, though there seemed to be a theme.

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 Posted: Feb 2 2018, 01:34 PM
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“A number of people are.” Jon added his own thoughts. Yes it was ridiculous, people often did ridiculous things. If they didn’t though Jon wouldn’t have as much work to be getting on with so the ridiculousness worked in his favour. So did the evil in the world but he’d made his peace with that.

Jon grinned at Jason’s enthusiasm. “I’ll speak to them later then.” He could see no reason for Jason not to be allowed to work with the team so fully expected the lad to be working on the potions the very next day. He’d work out times with the others so he could work on the book and the portions without feeling he was stretched or taken away from one or the other.

“I’m at a loss myself.” Jon admitted but then he’d come across a great deal of spells that could only ever be used in a bad way. “This’ll be one we can hand over to our expert in healing I think, see what they can do with it. If they can do anything that is.” It didn’t look promising then but Jon had seen a number of the nastier spells tweaked and changed into something good, something useful to the world.

“A monster and a genius.” There was a tinge of sadness and even regret to Jon’s tones. “I’ve never seen anything like these spells. You have to wonder what this person would have achieved had they been on a different path.”

It had often been said about Voldemort that he could have been a great force for good but he choose the path of prejudice, blood and death. It always saddened Jon to think of these people who could have helped others, could have made the world a better place but chose not to.

“Just always remind yourself that from the very worst evil can come great good. If it wasn’t for evil people we wouldn’t have our great and good people fighting them. We wouldn’t have people working tirelessly to make harmful spells and potions beneficial. Evil pushes others to their full potentials, and there’s always more of the good.”

It was that belief that kept Jon in the wizarding world. Those thoughts that stopped him from grabbing his son all those years before and running. If it hadn’t been for those thoughts and the people he knew who proved them right the Crawford’s would have become wildmen living outside of society away from those who could be a threat.

Again, after a close look at the dummy Jon made notes on the spell to be looked back on later. He stood back once more allowing Jason to take the reins. He was happy enough to let this be the younger man’s show but if he was needed he could step in. It was the way he’d started out in the department, finding his feet himself while knowing there was someone there to help if he’d needed it., which he had, more than once.

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 Posted: Feb 5 2018, 03:04 PM
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The potions project really did sound interesting, and he was looking forward to taking part in something that he was more confident in his abilities with. As much as he was enjoying reading through this spell book – it was tricky to deal with the spells and seeing what they actually did. It was one of the curses of having an overactive imagination.

Using this sort of a spell book to try to come up with counters or ways to heal the damage wasn’t something that Jason had thought of. Honestly, it went a long way toward making him feel better about doing what he was doing. Learning spells like this just seemed sort of like something that was inherently wrong. However, if there was something good that could come from it, then that was a good thing. Even if there wasn’t anything definitive that they could do, at least they’d be more aware of what sort of stuff was out there.

“It’s unfortunate that the evil genius is actually a thing that the world has to deal with,” Jason agreed with a nod. It was such a cliché, and not for lack of reasons. There wasn’t any barrier between being evil and being brilliant – as much as they might have wished otherwise.

“There’s no question in my mind that it would have been horrifying to see what the maker of these spells did with their life. I’m pretty glad that it isn’t something that we have to worry about.”

There was something to be said about the evil in the world being the motivating factor behind the rise of the heroes. Jason just wished it didn’t take something so horrifying for those people to step out of the shadows and actually try to do something. If they got the smartest and the best together before the rise of the villains, it was entirely possible that they could have stopped them before they even became an issue. With a thoughtful nod, he replied, “That’s entirely possible.”

After wiping the damage to the dummy, Jason turned and returned to the book. At this point, it was almost like watching a train wreck. He’d already given up hope on something good coming out of this book as he took his seat and started studying the next one. The incantation and wand motions incorporated bits of a silencing spell – it seemed there was a theme to these spells. Once he’d gotten the gist for the spell, he rose and faced off against his unfortunate opponent again.

It took a couple of attempts before the spell worked but the effects were impossible to miss. The ears on the dummy quickly began to rot, and then fell away. Where the ear canals should have been the ‘flesh’ almost liquefied and ran – filling in the hole, leaving no opening. Jason made a face as he read over the readouts and noticed that the bones in the ear calcified, solidified, and after a few moments had fused with the skull.

The process likely would have been remarkably painful and he couldn’t come up with any way that it could have been easily reversed. With a shake of his head, he looked over at Jon and said, “I think it might be a really fortunate thing that none of the erstwhile conquerors that the magical world has had to deal with have come from our department.”

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 Posted: Feb 7 2018, 11:23 AM
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Jon nodded his solemn agreement with Jason. It was extremely unfortunate that there was evil to contend with it the world. As long as some good came of it Jon could make his peace.

“It’s good for our world today that this book is so old and looks like it was left and forgotten. Purebloods have a habit of collecting these things but they rarely put them to use. Having them is most important. Boosts their status.” There was no inflection of hate to Jon’s tone, he was merely stating the facts as he saw them. It was a difficult thing to achieve but he, and most of the others in the department did successfully remain neutral politically. Though in more recent times Jon felt himself wavering, especially anytime he thought of how certain people in his world would treat his son if they knew his true birth.

The spells just seemed to be getting worse as they went on, as Jon had expected. There was a theme presenting itself though and after he’d written down the effects of this latest spell he voiced his thoughts. “I believe we’ve found a How To Torture book. Even in the muggle world they deny people their natural senses. We’ve already seen sight, smell and hearing gone…”

The older man flipped through the books, leaning as close as he could to the pages. “Yes… yes, this one affects the speech… this does something to the skin so I’ll assume the feeling of touch would be gone and this…” Jon stopped short and actually took a step back from the book. His wide eyes never left it.

“The brain.” His voice was hushed. “Rarely do we see spells that affect the brain. It’s such a complex organ. So far the spells we know affect control and plant thoughts and feelings… this one…” He looked at Jason, almost struck dumb by the notion. “I think it takes away…”

He stepped back to the book, a tad gingerly and leaned towards it again. “I may be wrong, I hope in Merlin’s name that I am… it takes the ability to form thoughts.” Jon straightened. “You see even without the ability to see and speak a wizard can still cast spells. Even if a person isn’t the best at wandless and non-verbal magic in a life or death situation we surprise even ourselves. These spells combined as I’m sure they would have been over time would leave the victim completely at their torturers mercy. All hope gone.”

There was no hiding the disgust he felt and honestly, Jon didn’t even bother to try.

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 Posted: Feb 8 2018, 04:01 PM
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“Small mercy,” Jason agreed quietly, “but it is a mercy.”

It still felt like a cosmic joke that their society had reached a point that a group of people felt there was a park of pride in collecting – but not using – terrible knowledge and magic. There had to be a better use of their resources and time than that. Something that would actually make the world a better place rather than stockpiling terrifying weapons that would inevitably be used at some point.

“That was pretty much where my thoughts were heading as well,” he confirmed. There was an impressive finality behind the spells in this book. In addition, they would certainly be useful in a round of torture – but their finality also limited their usefulness as well. After all, it would be difficult to ask questions after a spell like the last one – at least not without a counter-curse, and he would have been shocked beyond words to find one in this book.

“It doesn’t seem to be the sort of torture that you’d use to gather information. The hearing one, at least, would stop you from being able to ask the victim questions. This seems more like the torture that a psychopath would do because it seemed fun.”

Jason leaned in and watched as Jon flipped through the spells, calling out the ones that he recognized bits of and theorized on what they would do. Granted, they couldn’t be sure until the spell were fully tested – but at the moment, Jason would have been happy to simply toss the book into a fire and be done with it. A horrified shudder traced down Jason’s spine at the thought of a spell that would deprive a person of the ability to think or reason. It hit particularly close to home for him, and he suspected he was in for some nightmares about that for a while.

“Should we…” he looked at the book and a sense of terror overtook him, “should we test that one?”

From what he could see of the spell, it would prevent thoughts and such from forming but he didn’t see anything that would deal with memories that had already formed. The victim would still largely be there – unable to process what was going forward. Unable to see, or hear, or touch anything. There would be no sense of smell or touch – the victim would be truly, and completely, trapped in their head. Unable to interact with the wider world.

As much as he didn’t want to know, he felt that he had to.

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 Posted: Feb 9 2018, 03:21 PM
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“Yes, seems most like it’s torture just for the hell of it.” At least Jon could console himself here in the fact that it wasn’t only magical people who hurt others for the fun of it. Not that it was much of a consolation. It certainly wouldn’t stop the contents of this book from keeping him up at night.

“We should.” He told Jason with the resolve of one who had started a task so he’d damn well finish it. “Though before we go any further we should both agree that if one of us wants a break then we take one. No questions.”

There were a lot of times in the Department when the tasks they were given were a bit tough to stomach, especially for ones with minds like theirs. No matter the spell and no matter how much he tried to stop himself Jon would picture in his mind it being used. All manner of horrific scenarios would present themselves to him and he was their unwilling victim. Unspeakables needed to know when to step back and take a moment, if they didn’t they were putting themselves on a one way street to St Mungo’s.

“Always remember, no one here will think any less of you if things become too much. We all get it and we all understand. Never plough through, the minute something inside tells you enough listen.” He smiled gently at the young man, hoping he wasn’t worrying him too much.

Taking a step back again Jon clasped his hands behind his back. “Whenever you’re ready, take your time.” There was never a need for rush in the Department of Mysteries.

Jason Taylor

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It actually made Jason feel a little bit ill that someone had gone through the trouble to create spells like this. Spells that had no purpose other than to cause pain and permanent loss. The fact that it seemed Jon felt the same way made him feel just a little bit better. Destroying any sort of knowledge was pretty well anathema to Jason, but in this situation he was almost willing to make an exception.

The confirmation was the answer that he expected, but it wasn’t what he’d been hoping to hear. It went a long way toward calming him that they’d be able to take a break soon – even just looking over this spell told him that this next spell was going to be particularly despicable. Unfortunately, his new job was to figure this sort of thing out and that was something that he took seriously. For years, Jason had actually taken pride in his eidetic memory; however, if he was going to be working on more spells like this he wasn’t sure that was going to remain the case.

“A break might be a good thing after we finish this spell,” he replied. It sort of felt like surrendering, but he had to give himself an escape after the things that he’d seen already.

“That’s good to know,” he replied with a relieved smile, “I think there are only so many horrible things I can put into my brain in a day before I’ll have to find something else to do.”

The other spells were bad, and they were absolutely Dark Arts, but there was something about the spell that was infinitely worse. Once he’d gotten it in hand and attempted the casting, he was struck by an almost greasy feeling that rushed through him. He almost wanted to take a shower, but there wasn’t anything that he could do to clean his insides. The spell fed the anger and bitter rage that still lived within him at his parents for the way they’d raised and ignored him. For the bullies at Hogwarts and anyone that had written him off as a waste of time over his life.

It left him shaking just a bit as he pocketed his wand and advanced to see the readout on the dummy to see just what it was that he’d have done. The spell was slowly burning away the receptors in the brain that allowed the body to recognize touch. It would have been slow, and excruciating. To make things worse, it didn’t stop there. He was right as it continued to burn through other parts of the brain. It was impossible to be sure since the dummy wasn’t a living target and the brain was still incredibly complex, but it did seem like his initial understanding had been right.

The areas associated with creating memories were burning away as well. It was entirely probable that this spell would leave a person trapped in a body that they couldn’t interact with; isolated in nothing more than a dead shell. Jason shivered and then looked at Jon – his eyes looking just a little more haunted than they had been previously, “Yeah, I think it’s time to take that break…”

*End Scene*

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