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Leo had traded a month’s worth of Chocolate Frog cards for the Repack of the Confringo Blast . It was a single, obsidian marble. Inside, Imogen had compressed the explosive curse so tightly that its activation required no magic, no skill. Just a flick of the thumb.

Fwoosh. Sebastian cast a simple disarming charm, a lazy bolt of red.

It latched onto him.

When the smoke cleared, Sebastian was on his back, robes smoking, hair singed. He was alive—just. The courtyard looked like a dragon had used it as a landing pad.

The auction happened in the Room of Requirement, disguised as a knitting circle. Students from all houses sat in a circle, not with knitting needles, but with ledgers. Bidding was in Galleons, favors, and future loyalty. A Hufflepuff offered a first-edition Magical Hieroglyphs and Logograms for a repacked Petrificus Totalus that worked on a handshake. A Slytherin put up his family's secret passage to Honeydukes for a Repacked Disillusionment Charm that lasted a full day. hogwarts legacy repack

The duel was the next morning. The venue was the Clock Tower Courtyard, pre-dawn. A small crowd gathered, wrapped in invisibility cloaks and muffling charms. Sebastian stood opposite, cracking his knuckles, his wand a simple holly wood. He looked confident, bored even.

The marble left his hand not as a piece of glass, but as a screaming comet. The Confringo Blast, stripped of its incantation and control, erupted in mid-air. It didn't just explode. It unpacked . A single, clean curse multiplied into a fractal inferno. The shockwave shattered every window in the Clock Tower. A gout of flame turned the stone walls black. The statue of a forgotten wizard lost its head. Leo had traded a month’s worth of Chocolate

Leo looked at his right hand. The veins were glowing orange, like embers under skin. He felt the Confringo not as a spell he could cast, but as a hunger. A constant, low-grade urge to blast .