TBAY: Stunning!Neville With Invisibility (WAS All these kids with Inv. cloa)
Cindy C. <cindysphynx@comcast.net>
cindysphynx at comcast.net
Mon Feb 10 16:14:25 UTC 2003
No: HPFGUIDX 51963
A sleek, grey owl dive-bombed the Safe House, a tiny scroll of
parchment tied tightly to its right leg. It swooped in the kitchen
window, snagged a Pop Tart from Risti's plate and landed gracefully
on the countertop. It screeched once in triumph, shook the
rainwater off its feathers and began nibbling its prize.
"Owls really like the Strawberry ones," Elkins said with
amusement. "Or so I've heard."
"Seriously, Melody, have you given any thought at all to maybe
beefing up security?" Cindy asked, fumbling with the note tied to
the owl's leg. "You know, basic stuff every Safe House should have,
like maybe some bars on the windows?"
"What's it say?" asked Risti with interest, peering over Cindy's
shoulder.
"It's from *Tom!*" Cindy said excitedly. "Ooooh, he's new around
here! An MD specialist of considerable skill, I've heard." She
paused, reading the note silently. "And he's one sharp cookie,
too!" she added, smiling broadly.
"Tom says, 'GoF clearly states that Hagrid, Professor Moody,
Professor McGonagall, and Professor Flitwick came walking into the
stadium to patrol the outside of the maze. So Moody was *supposed*
to be there. He would have been visible to everyone. So there was
certainly no use of an invisibility cloak by Crouch!Moody during the
Third Task.'"
Cindy looked up from the note, smiling in appreciation. "Oh, I
think Tom's exactly right. I always assumed Moody and the three
other teachers were stationed on the four sides of the maze and
intended to look distinctive to the crowd - they had 'large, red,
luminous starts on their hats.' I picture them as having wands at
the ready, waiting for red sparks from the contestants. Had Moody
pulled out an invisibility cloak, someone surely would have seen him
do it or missed him when he disappeared. No, that would be too
risky. Unnecessary too, as it would be perfectly normal for Moody
to have had his wand in his hand, and no one would have heard him
muttering curses.
"Not only that," Cindy went on, "it really doesn't make sense for
Crouch Jr. to have *two* invisibility cloaks at Hogwarts. It would
be more logical for him to leave one cloak with Wormtail, don't you
think?"
"But wouldn't it have been a lot safer for Moody to fire curses from
inside the invisibility cloak?" asked Melody thoughtfully.
Cindy shook her head. "Actually, I don't think you can fire a curse
from inside an invisibility cloak."
"What?"
"Well, have we ever seen a wizard fire a curse from inside an
invisibility cloak?" Cindy asked, raising one eyebrow. "Harry
hasn't, of course. While Crouch Jr. was imprisoned with Crouch Sr.,
he didn't have a wand, so he didn't do any magic. But most
importantly, Snape doesn't fire a curse from inside the invisibility
cloak in the Shrieking Shack, either, although it would have made
perfect sense to do so. He takes the cloak off, *then* ties up
Lupin. Also, Snape *could* have apparated from the first floor of
the house into the room where Lupin, Black and the Trio were, but he
didn't, did he? I think that's because you can't do any magic
inside an invisibility cloak. No apparating, no curses, no nothing.
"Not only that, but it makes sense for plot reasons for JKR to have
such a rule. How sporting is it to allow people to sneak up on
others under cover of an invisibility cloak and shoot them in the
back? Nah, it's way more exciting if you have to de-cloak first."
"Are you *meta-thinking,* Cindy?" Elkins asked, her eyes twinkling
with amusement.
"You're asking *me?*" Cindy said. "Hey, pass that box of Frosted
Cinnamon Brown Sugar Pop Tarts, will ya, Elkins? No, not that one.
The *Big* one! Yeah, that's the ticket."
Risti poured herself a second cup of coffee and took a tiny sip. "I
had no idea invisibility cloaks could be so interesting. We hardly
ever talk about them."
"Yeah," Elkins agreed, "but I'm not sure we've gotten anywhere with
this. Maybe people in the DMLE have invisibility cloaks and other
people don't." She shrugged. "It's kind of boring, if you ask me."
"Oh, *no!* Cindy exclaimed. "Once we know that law enforcement
wizards are more likely to have invisibility cloaks, we can have all
manner of fun. Let's go back to this idea that Mrs. Longbottom
stunned Neville and concealed him under Frank's invisibility cloak
the night the Pensieve Four burst into their home. I submit to you
that concealing stunned people under invisibility cloaks is common
practice in the wizarding world."
"There she goes off canon again," Melody sighed.
"No, really," insisted Cindy. "Crouch Jr. kills his father. Then
he tells us he carried Crouch Sr.'s body into the forest
and 'covered it with the Invisibility Cloak.' So why wouldn't Mrs.
Longbottom be smart enough to use that same technique?
"In fact, if you really want to have some fun, you can imagine what
might have happened when law enforcement arrived at the Longbottoms'
house and found them insane. The Pensieve Four wouldn't have
discovered Neville because he was stunned and lying under an
invisibility cloak. But that means no one else could see Neville,
either, so the authorities wouldn't be able to find him and revive
him. Neville ought to *still* be lying there in his parents' house,
right? But what would happen if *Moody* were one of the first
aurors on the scene! Moody can see through invisibility cloaks! He
would have seen Neville, and that could be how Neville was
discovered and rescued! Pretty cool, huh?"
"Neville *stunned* and then covered with an invisibility
cloak . . . " Elkins mused with interest. "I like it, Cindy! It
works *perfectly.* Count me in!"
Cindy shot Elkins a sharp look, pushed her chair back from the table
and rose from her seat, backing slowly away from Elkins. She
reached inside her uniform and drew her wand, pointing at Elkins'
heart. "Hold it *right* there, Elkins!" she yelled in a high-
pitched voice. "Stay calm, everybody!"
"Cindy, what are you *doing?!*" cried Risti. "Have you gone mad!?"
"That is *not* Elkins!"
"Of *course* I'm Elkins!" said Elkins. "Who else would I be?"
"A very clever *imposter,* that's who," breathed Cindy. "Oh, that's
a *great* disguise. How'd you pull it off, anyway? Plastic
surgery? Timeturner? *POLYJUICE!?*"
"Calm *down,* Cindy," Melody said with a puzzled expression. "What
makes you think this isn't Elkins? It sure *looks* like Elkins."
"Little Miss Charlatan here made a mistake, that's what," Cindy
said. "A Big one. You know this idea that Mrs. Longbottom
*stunned* Neville to protect him? The real Elkins would be all over
that theory. She'd rip it to shreds."
"Oh, for Pete's sake, Cindy!" Elkins snapped. "Put your wand away
before somebody gets hurt -- before *I* get hurt. You know how
SYCOPHANTS feel about being *hurt.* Mrs. Longbottom might have
stunned Neville. So what?"
"So what!" Cindy cried. "I'll tell you what. The *real* Elkins
declared herself a MemoryCharm!Neville believer in the OoP
prediction polls. But if Neville was stunned throughout his
parents' torture, then he wouldn't have seen it or heard it, would
he?
"And if he didn't witness the torture, then he doesn't need a Memory
Charm, does he, **Elkins**?" Cindy sneered. "Oh, the real Elkins
would be *all* over that little inconsistency. The only way this
InvisibilityCloak!Neville idea can work with any kind of Memory
Charm theory is if Mrs. Longbottom uses a Full Body Bind instead of
stunning. Then Neville is conscious and able to hear his parents'
screams and see everything - which is absolutely essential for all
Memory Charm theories."
"You're making no sense at all, Cindy," Elkins laughed, waving her
hand dismissively. "Sit down and finish your breakfast."
"Oh, I can't *believe* I didn't catch on to this little ploy
immediately!" Cindy muttered to herself. "No way is this pretender
the real Elkins! Where's the talk of 'narrative function?' The
discussion of 'reader reaction?' The intricate analysis of history,
literature, culture? Where's the *Latin,* Ms. Imposter?"
"Uh . . . " Elkins swallowed hard. "QED?" she said hopefully.
"Oh, that is *pathetic!*" Cindy spat. She advanced on Elkins,
poking her in the chest with her wand. "*Out* with it! What have
you done with the *real* Elkins?"
Just then, the door to the Safe House banged open and another Elkins
stumbled inside, soaked to the skin and wild-eyed. She was an exact
replica, identical to the other Elkins, right down the last pudgy
finger. She stood in the entrance to the kitchen swaying slightly,
a pool of water forming beneath her. "*I'm* the real Elkins!" she
cried. She raised her arm slowly, pointing one index finger at the
other Elkins. "She attacked me! She - that *person* is a *FRAUD!*"
"Fraud?!" cried the other Elkins, rising from her seat. "*I'm* the
real Elkins! *She's* the Fraud."
The soaking wet Elkins turned to Cindy beseechingly. "You don't
recognize me, Cindy? You have to *believe* me! Would I ever lie to
you?"
Cindy stood wide-eyed and wordless, pointing her wand first at one
Elkins then the other.
"Oh, cool!" said Melody brightly. "More Elkins to go around!"
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Cindy
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