Harry Potter: Fire Lord Black

Hermione identified three pixies circling the chandelier. Pansy used a gust to push them lower, and Harry caught one with a binding charm. Ron's damaged wand sent his rope sideways, where it tied Lockhart's chair to the desk.

"Useful enthusiasm," Lockhart called from behind the furniture.

The remaining two pixies dived toward the open cage, seized the bound creature, and pulled it free before anyone could close the door. Ordinary ropes were too easy for their sharp fingers to loosen.

Edward changed the plan.

"Bind the wings, not the body. Guide them toward the north wall."

Draco and Theodore raised angled shields. The barriers did not need to withstand a powerful curse; they served as invisible fences. Hermione sent a controlled gust through the narrowing space. Six pixies tumbled together above the empty row of desks.

Edward cast a thin strand of orange fire.

He kept the temperature low enough that nearby paper did not brown. The strand divided around the cluster, wove between beating wings, and closed into a loose net. Heat discouraged the pixies from gripping it without scorching their skin.

"Cage," he said.

Harry opened the door with a Summoning Charm. Pansy guided the net across the room. Draco held the door-side shield until the final pixie passed the threshold, then Hermione dropped the latch.

Seven contained. Fifteen remained.

The next group refused the same route. They recognized the shields, split apart, and climbed toward the rafters. One tore a curtain from its rings. Another seized the vase and tipped water across Lockhart's papers.

"They adapt," Hermione said.

"So do we," Edward replied.

They moved the cage beneath the chandelier and used dangling pages from Lockhart's questionnaire as bait. Draco protested sacrificing his drawing in the margin, but the pixies preferred the animated caricature. When four creatures descended to attack it, Crabbe closed a conjured sack beneath them. Goyle tied the mouth before they could escape.

His speed surprised everyone, including him.

"Good catch," Edward said.

Goyle grinned and placed the sack inside the cage.

Neville, freed from the ceiling, helped collect dropped wands. Ron recovered his own and used it only for low-force charms after Hermione warned that its damage made the direction unreliable. Even Lockhart's chair contributed when Theodore Transfigured one broken leg into a perch.

The room stopped behaving like a panicked crowd. Students called what they saw, named the spell before casting, and left clear lanes for one another. Edward used fire twice more, each time as a cool barrier rather than an attacking wave.

The final pixie had Lockhart's wand. It perched above the blackboard and fired sparks at anyone who approached.

Lockhart emerged far enough to point. "Disarm it."

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"With what wand?" Draco asked.

Harry moved left while Edward moved right. The pixie tracked Harry, perhaps recognizing the person whose glasses it had already tried to steal. Edward cast Expelliarmus from the side. Lockhart's wand flew free, but the pixie followed it toward the students.

Hermione used Arresto Momentum. The creature slowed in mid-flight. Ron caught it beneath an overturned wastebasket, and Pansy slid a book under the rim. Together they carried it to the cage.

When the latch closed, silence arrived in stages. A portrait stopped shouting. Someone lowered a desk. Neville found his shoe. Then the class began talking at once.

Lockhart retrieved his wand and repaired his collar before attending to the room. "An excellent exercise in student initiative. You have demonstrated exactly why I released the creatures without interference."

Hermione looked at the ruined questionnaire. "You tried to hide behind the desk."

"A leader must sometimes create space for pupils to discover their own gifts."

Edward did not argue about motive. "Two window latches were unsecured, the cage wire was bent, and no corridor ward activated. The next class needs a safety report before another creature is released."

Lockhart's smile held. "I am sure a gifted student such as yourself can draft one."

"A professor needs to sign it."

That answer drew a few laughs. Lockhart assigned a chapter from Magical Me and dismissed them early while claiming the room required his expert restoration.

In the corridor, Draco caught up with Edward.

"You could have trapped all of them at once," he said. "That first fire net was strong enough."

"It was also untested near thirty students and a room full of paper."

"But everyone would have seen what you can do."

"They saw what we could do without burning anyone."

Draco looked dissatisfied until Goyle joined them, still pleased by the sack catch. A single dramatic spell would have made Goyle a spectator. The slower response had given him a success that belonged to him.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione left the room behind them. Draco turned at once.

"Potter, did the flying car teach you to aim, or was that rope another tour of Scotland?"

Ron's face reddened. Harry kept walking.

Edward stopped Draco before he followed. "The class is over."

"He almost hit Lockhart."

"Ron's wand is damaged. We recorded that and adjusted. Mocking the failure adds nothing."

"You defend them every time."

"I told them to follow Hermione's calls, and I told you to guard the door. Competence is not a house favour."

Pansy, passing with Theodore, said, "Granger gave the correct target order. It was irritating but useful."

Draco found himself outnumbered by Slytherins and abandoned the argument.

At lunch, the story spread. One version said Edward had transformed the pixies into ash. Another said Lockhart defeated them while Edward held the cage. A third credited Hermione with controlling the entire class through shouted commands. None matched the event.

Edward wrote a short account with the names of each student who contributed and sent it to Professor McGonagall. He listed the open windows, damaged cage, absent corridor ward, and Lockhart's claim that the release was intentional. He did not describe the professor as a fraud because the safety failures were enough for review.

Professor Flitwick requested a demonstration of the low-heat thread after dinner. In an empty classroom, Edward reproduced one strand over a stone table. Flitwick measured the temperature and tested how quickly it ended when Edward released concentration.

"Useful," he said, "but not Incarcerous. You adapted a fire-shaping technique to perform a similar function. Name it accurately so another student does not expect ordinary ropes and receive flame."

Edward entered the correction in his notes. Flame Thread was descriptive and claimed no independent life.

"You also chose not to use it across the whole room," Flitwick added.

"The curtains and students were too close."

"Good. Power withheld for a reason is still evidence of control."

The praise meant more than the applause Lockhart's classroom might have given. It concerned judgment rather than spectacle.

When Edward returned to Slytherin, several students asked to see the spell. He refused an unsupervised demonstration and offered to request a Charms practice period. Pansy approved of the answer. Theodore asked to read the safety report. Draco complained that caution was ruining Edward's reputation even while repeating the story to anyone who had missed it.

By bedtime, Edward's name had spread through all four houses. The attention was not entirely accurate and did not belong to him alone.

The next question was whether he would use it to gather admirers or to make the group's actual standards visible.

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