69 Tying loose end (1/2)
Being Tuesday, students of Hogwarts soon exit the great hall to their class, leaving Alex alone and nothing to do since students for other schools also have their schedule. The corpse of Lord Potter has been taken Away as well as Lockart who gain himself a holding cell in the DMLE, bringing his count of slain DADA professor at three.
Exiting the castle proper, he made his way to the territory via his broom. There was another of what could be done, should they have accepted mundane-born. Taking the base of broom runes clusters, mix with the knowledge of the mundane and its law in physics, he was able to construct a broom that would have not equal for the next century at the very last.
Even then, the use of broom rather than other constructs was still archaic in his eye. Taking a large pile of components, particularly basic elements, he didn't take Alex long to form the chain of molecules at the base of dragonhide. That right, he only needs to component once to be able to recreate it.
It has taken an abysmal amount of knowledge to be able to obtain this result but as long as he has enough time to deconstruct and analyze it's structure, alongside raws material, he would be able to recreate anything he needs. A large amount of molecule soon transforms in an even roll of Ironbelly dragon hide, the same as his boot and one of the sturdiest leather know to wizards. He could have gone for basilisk skin, but thee staggering amount of primary matter wasn't worth it for this situation.
Using the newly made leather, he cut a large part before transmuting a pair of pants, a jacket, and a pair of glove, the scrap soon transmuted and add to the roll. This was also one of his preferred part of his skill, nothing was left behind to pollute his environment.
It may sound silly but he couldn't caution the 'waste' mentality in his past, now that he can, every scrap where transformed in its most basic state to serve better use later.
Taking out of his storage the molt horn of the rabbits, he transmutes it into an organic handle perfectly fitting his hand. In the other, he takes a created light purple pigment before transmuting air. Little by little a light purple diamond appears. Shaped in a cube of one centimeter, he transmutes it inside the handle before closing his eye, thinking of rune version of his runic circle.
Invisible for the exterior, the surrounding of the diamond were soon littered by those minuscule circles forming the complete scheme. All around the handle, rune encrusted diamond lines appear, connecting his hand to the inner working of the weapon, allowing magic to supply the scheme inside. With but a will from him, a blade of pale clear purple light appears.
For his first lightsaber, he keeps everything to the minimal, no particular shape, the minimal thickness of the beam. It was a simple eighty centimeters long, two-centimeter width and three-millimeter thick blade but he made it, his very own lightsaber. Like his previous light-based weapon, it wouldn't be of great use against magical creatures with high magical resistance such as dragon or Basilisk due to his magical nature but for hunting Acromentulas, it would be more than enough.
That right, he was holding a grudge after their attack three years before and wanted revenge. Once fitted, he returns to Hogwarts, directly fleeing to the forest, above the canopies, to found the nest.
It was easy to do so as trees were dying after absorbing a huge amount of venom through the years since their arrival. Once knowing where the nest was, he drifts a little further and starts his preparation. Putting his hand on the ground, he searches for huge rocks while deconstructing poisoned trees, gaining cleansed wood and vial after vial of Acromentula venom.
Once the rocks found, he constructs a closed chamber with an entrance large enough for the smallest spider to pass in. After this, he recreates the odor of blood in a small amount, wanting to emulate a wounded small animal. From what he was able to learn on the Acromentula, the larger specimen would not move for small prey, the amount of energy they would lose wouldn't be compensated by the prey so they leave them to the younger.
Soon, the light sound of the spider leg was capt by his sens. For this, he has morphed in his half state, his animal hears giving him a better hearing and his tail will give him better equilibrium. The odor he spread must have been a little too strong, some larger specimens where among the young, but even then it wouldn't have an impact on his plan. The moment three made their way in, he closes the enter, plunging the chamber in the dark. unbothered by it, he lights up his saber before rushing to the nearest one.
Because of the sudden change of lighting, they lost focus for a second. It was enough time for him to sink the light blade in the head part of the spider, driving it through the brain and killing it. Before blood could split, he stores the corpse and goes for the second.
Seeing one of them vanish all of sudden disturb them against, and due to their low amount of sentience, those disruptions were fatal for them.
Killing those three only took him a few seconds and no effort whatsoever. Seeing this, he continued that way, raising the number to four then five, and keeping it at this, he slaughters the young Acromentulas.