As the small, black sphere is placed in your hands, you feel a strangely cold sensation hit your palm and journey up your arm and into your shoulder. Looking at the object, you notice just how black it is. In fact, not only is it black, it seems to suck all of the light nearby into itself.
Noticing your confusion, Quirrell says, “That is a Recollective. A very rare, very ancient piece of magic.”
Quirrell smiles and levels his wand at your chest.
“Stupify!” he shouts.
You barely have time to register your surprise before a bright, red bolt of magical energy shoots from Professor Quirrell’s wand. However, the red bolt is diverted from its path towards your chest, and is immediately absorbed into the black sphere in your hand. You feel the black sphere somehow get even colder, and you gaze at Quirrell in shock.
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