Chapter 6: Celebrimbor style

Chapter 6: Celebrimbor style

Dinner was a simple affair with each child being given a bowl of hearty stew and a thick slice of bread for their meal. It wasn't extravagant by any means but it was enough for their growing bodies to work off of without any issue. The oldest kid in the orphan age was merely thirteen after all since most after that point were adopted or moved out on their own after finding work. After dinner the kids were sent to their rooms for the night while the lights were turned off to save power during the night.

This was when Nick chose to make his move and use the forge ticket to try and craft his first ring. Before that though he sat on his bed and familiarized himself with the celebrimbor crafting style he had. It was different than one would expect at first glance since as a matter of fact it did differ from standard muggle ring smithing in several ways beyond just being magical in nature. Not to make the mistake of thinking that it wasn't a very labor intensive thing , because it was. The biggest difference was that the style was actually very spiritual in nature and required the smith to use their spirit during the forging.

This didn't mean literally putting their soul into the item or else the smith would end up as a lich like Sauron , bound to their creation but otherwise immortal. That might appeal to some people *cough* Voldemort *cough* but Nick didn't want to cut off his future like that even if it offered a supreme artifact in exchange. The correct way to use the style would be to use the smiths soul to imprint magical concepts onto their creation before setting the ring into it's final shape.

The first thought that the last of the deathly hallows had found a true master and was announcing it to the world. The second thought that a powerful artifact had been created and could only bitterly ignore it due to his current wraithlike state. The final person however was the oldest and most knowledgeable alchemist in the world and recognized the astral realm for what it was due to the song it sang , that of a craftsman. Flammel thought that after so long someone else had finally tapped into the astral spaces for their craft even if he didn't recognize the craft itself and celebrated.

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