"It's impressive that you possess such a rare artifact but what does it have to do with proving your magical skill?" she asked getting back on topic after she recomposed herself.
"It's a magical foci. I've left my traced wand elsewhere and if I need to use magic have this." I explained earning a chuckle from Flammel and a shocked look from her.
"Do you think it not rather immoral to float the law so casually?" she asked seriously.
I shrugged "It depends on the law. In the case of the trace law not at all. The law basically doesn't apply to pureblooded children or those from wizarding households. It's only the muggleborn wizards who are shackled with it until they reach the age of majority. So long as I don't go using magic in front of muggles willy nilly the law is best left ignored in my opinion." I said seriously.
"The law exists to protect us and the statute of secrecy. While I can not deny the point you have made I also can not agree that it should be ignored." she said firmly.
"Like I said so long as I follow the original purpose of the law and don't use magic in front of muggles I don't see a point in following restriction in the law. Not when I am DEFINITELY not the only one ignoring it." I say with a shrug.
"He's right Olympia, so long as he follows the spirit of the law why bother with the petty details?" Flammel chimed in on my side.
She rolled her eyes "Of course you would say that, you were around before the statute was even an idea." she said with a sigh.
He scoffed lightly "Irrelevant, I'll have you know I was one of the ones who suggested the statute to begin with. I just never expected it to be twisted into the pureblood serving muggleborn suppressing thing it has become today." he said with a tired sigh.
"That's politics for you though." I said and he chuckled and nodded.
"Quite so." he said humorously.
"Any other laws I should be concerned about you breaking?" she asked with a sigh.
"Just travel laws mostly. It's too tedious to apply to go to a different country and wait days or weeks to get the okay only to be given a deadline to leave by. Much easier to just travel first and deal with whatever happens afterwards." I said with a shrug.
"At least on that matter we agree. Far too much red tape to visit other places." she said with a small smile.
"Ah, but perhaps we should get back to the matter at hand hmm? Your showing of skill?" Flammel said getting us back on topic.
"Right, observe." I say before starting.
Waving my spear like an orchestral master I summon various third year spells of various types. Transfiguration of my own body and back, illusions so potent you'd be hard pressed to find a flaw and to really show off a solid Protego.-
They both clapped lightly at the show as I finished up and reduced my spear back to it's miniature size and slip it back under my bandages.
"Truly, you have incredible skill for your age. I did however notice a higher quantity of illusion spells than most others. Can you explain why that is?" Madam Maxime asked curiously.
"While my most powerful magics are of almost purely destructive nature I am rather fond of illusion magics. I love the potential they have you see. My hope is to one day be able to weave illusions so convincing they actually become real." I say honestly.
"A lofty goal indeed, not a new one but one worthy of chasing all the same." Flammel said with an approving nod.
"I don't understand. How would an illusion become real?" Madam Maxime asked intrigued but confused.
"Ah, it's because illusions are a magic of perception. Lets take your desk as an example. You can feel it, taste it or smell it if you wish. If I made a perfect copy but purely illusion and you couldn't tell the difference at all can you say my illusion is truly fake? After all is reality not just what we can perceive?" I say with a grin.
"But what about the physical effects of what is real on the illusion? If I throw a spell at it would it not just pass through it?" she said poking a hole in that idea.
"But that's where the true pinnacle of illusion magic lies in theory, crafting an illusion so real even reality believes it and enforces it's existence. A magic on the same level as even the pinnacle of alchemy, creation from nothing." I say with a grin.
"Don't you mean the Philosophers stone?" she said looking at Flammel who to her surprise shook his head.
"In theory the final point, the pinnacle as he said, of alchemy is being able to create anything from nothing. Life, material, anything at all just there with but a wave of your hand. In a manner of speaking the level of illusion magic he is speaking of is precisely this achieved through different methods." he said with a longing sigh.
"And you believe you can reach this point?" she asked me.
I shook my head "No! It's a paradoxical level. If anyone were to actually reach it they would likely vanish as they understood that even they are naught but illusion as all things in the world are. A flat zero sum. Because if you can make anything real then you are just as unreal as everything else. I don't want the pinnacle of illusion magic. I just want to get as close as I can to it, like him with alchemy." I said pointing at Flammel.
AUTHOR NOTE: Hi folks so I have made a new story. Fallout: The gathering. It's magic the gathering in Fallout. Why? Because I can.