"Hmm, this is going better than I thought it would." Harry mused as he used one of the smaller fangs from the Basilisk as the base for a knife. He was having a remarkably easy time forging the fang into the Magical Iron. As he poured his own mana into the billet of metal and bone with each strike of the hammer. The Form continuously came out in the shape he wanted it in. It was almost like the 'Conquered' fang was working with him. This could also be because of the Function of the fang itself.
In Enchanting, Form and Function were intrinsically linked. Making a Form that went against the Function more often than not resulted in failure. Likewise trying to impart a Function onto an improper Form would likely fail as well. But for Harry's purposes the fang's Function, to stab, fit with the Form. A knife was meant to stab and cut. With the fang's Function matching with the knife's Form, the creation of Harry's first Creature Craft Item was apparently going to be a rousing success. Shaping the knife came next and Harry set to the task with focus. A quick quench in the slack tub and Harry pulled out a gleaming blade.
"Come to think of it, iron plus carbon makes Carbon Steel, right?" Harry chuckled as he looked at the Magical Steel Knife. Or would it be a Basilisk Steel Knife because of where the carbon came from? Questions for later, right now he needed to see if his hypothesis about the property of this knife was correct. He approached a rat, one of the many that scurried around Hogwarts; that he'd immobilized and set out on an old desk. The rat was still alive, just held immobile by his spell. With a quiet apology to the rodent Harry pricked it with just the very tip of the knife. A few moments later the rat convulsed for a moment, squeaked softly and then laid still. Harry undid his spell and then touched the rat. Just as he suspected the rodent was dead. The Basilisk's deadly venom had been imbued as a Magical Effect into the Basilisk Steel Knife.
"Well, this is going straight back home and into the Rune Safe." Harry instantly decided. It was far too dangerous to be left anywhere else. A knife that could kill with just a scratch or prick of the blade was not something Harry wanted in anyone's hands. At least no one he didn't trust implicitly at the very least. If he ever wanted a creation like this to be of use he'd have to add some kind of security Array into the handle. It would have to be something that would prevent others from using it at all.
"Well, at the very least the first attempt at Creature Craft was a success," Harry thought aloud as he wrapped the Basilisk Steel Knife up with thick parchment and leather strips. Until he could get an opportunity to go to Wood End Cottage and place it into his Rune Safe, this was the best he could do. He placed the wrapped knife into the bottom drawer of his work desk, and closed it. He'd long ago added a Ward Lock to that particular drawer, since it was the largest. No one would be able to open the drawer without tearing apart the work desk first. Considering the desk was also in his Hidden Workshop behind another Ward Lock and the Hiding Stone, Harry felt it was at least fairly safe, for now. "That's another project done." Harry nodded pleased. "Now let's get these flying items working if possible." With that the teen Artificer pulled over two bars of Magical Iron and another notebook of Runic Sequences and prototype Arrays.
-Beauxbatons ~ France-
Fleur Delacour was walking on air. Harry's beautiful snowy owl had arrived this morning at breakfast with a reply from the teen. The reply had been everything she'd hoped it would be! Harry returned her feelings! His genuine feelings and the sincerity he'd written with came out as if they were face to face. The silly young man had even asked about 'why' she felt the way she did about him. As if his charming personality and intelligence wasn't attractive enough. The teen was also one of the very few she didn't have to worry about drooling. Even those that were 'resistant' to the Veela's natural Allure; eventually fell victim to it after enough exposure. Harry, Tonks, and Penny had no such trouble! Their 'Alternate Occlumency' as they called it was a constant protection of the mind. So long as they had mana within them their defenses would never wane.
She was the luckiest Veela girl in the world! A charming young man truly returned her feelings without influence from the Allure. She had two new 'girlfriends' as well. Though whether that would remain platonic or not was yet to be seen. Fleur had a feeling that Tonks at the very least wouldn't remain platonic. The Metamorph was incredibly outgoing and progressive minded. She was truly a Witch of the modern era instead of being stuck in the past like the majority of the Magical World.
"I should write back to Harry~" Fleur smiled to herself as she headed for her dorm room. Communication was key to any relationship, but even more so during a long distance one.
-DMLE ~ Ministry of Magic, London-
"You're telling me this item can break wards?" Amelia looked the object; that Auror Tonks had placed on her desk, over carefully. It was five or six centimeters thick and round. It looked to be made of wood and metal, the wood framing the metal disk inside. She could see dozens upon dozens of small marks on the metal and could only surmise that they were Runes of some kind. How the young Artificer had etched useable Runes so small she couldn't even begin to ponder.
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