《To Survive, To Prosphere, To leave》


 Prologe

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    Prologue


    3 Months ago, I was found bleeding from a head wound in a rundown building in London.


    After that, I was put in a Hospital for neurological injuries where I was put through a battery of tests, there I was diagnosed with Retrograde Amnesia.


    After two month¡äs in the hospital, I was then put into an orphanage in london.


    So now I am sitting in my room in an Orphanage in London, after months of questioning and test, talking with a Child Psychologist, and having a new identity made for me after nobody missed me, I was finally alone.


    And I am terrified, I mean before I was found I was a normal 28 year old black Man who lived in Germany in the year 2021, and after I went to sleep I am now in my 9 year Old Body in the Year 1987.


    Alone , without any friends or family and in a different country.


    Fan fictions and novels were a secret pleasure of mine, so I think that I know what happened to me.


    Time Travel or something like that.


    And my Bet is on something like that, because first, I know my body!


    And there is something in me that was not there before! Even when I was 9, it feels like something warm is in my body, like a Ball of heat and electricity?


    And Secondly, It was too easy! I mean I was confused had a headache and my Balance was gone, so when I was found, I told them that I can''t remember anything, I was trying to figure out what the Hell was happening to me and thought that was at the moment the best thing to say.


    And they believed me! Yes they dida battery of tests on me and checked my brain with an MRT, but everything was just too easy, I don''t believe that my lies and acting were that good.


    So I think a GOD ? ROB ? ASB ? Or something like that, did something to help me get settled in this world,and made it so that poeple would not be suspious.


    Now I need to find out if I am in my old world just in the past or in a new Universe or Dimension.


    I have already an Idea where I am, but I am not sure.


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    From the warm ball in my body, and that I am in London in the Year 1987 I think that I am in the Harry Potter Universe, but I also could be in Marvel, Buffy, DC, or any of the myriads of fantasy and sci-fi shows, or by everything that is Holly Twilight.


    So I need to do research...


    Without a computer and no internet.


    I can''t just go and find a library without a chaperon.


    But I can say that I want to learn for the placement test that I need to take to decide in which grad I will be put into.


    So after walking down the stairs of the orphanage and dodging the kids that are running around, I found the Office of the matron of the orphanage.


    After knocking at the door and getting invited in, I stand in her office while she is writing on a ledger, she is an older woman In her mid 60 blond hair in an old-fashioned style, a brown dress, and an Average appearance, the only thing that really stands out are her eyes, a beautiful blue-grey.


    And while I''m only recently here, she seemed nice, if a bit strict and stressed.


    Which is understandable with 18 children between the age of 6 and 14 and only 3 caregivers.


    Before long, she looks up to me and says


    "Good Morning Mr. Smith, what can I do for you Today"


    I really hate my new Name, Noah Smith! It''s so generic.


    "Good Morning, Mrs. Emley, I wanted to ask if I could visit a Library? My Placement Test is In 2 weeks, and I wanted to study a little more."


    "In 2 Weeks, was it? mhm that Is a bit short,"


    She paused a moment and looked at a calendar that she took from a deskdrawyer.


    "Mr. Denver will be taking our older children to the city Tomorrow, he could drop you off at the library "


    I''m surprised that she would so readily agree with my request, I thought that she would disagree, or that a caretaker would be with me, before I could continue on my train of thought she continued.


    "But and I Stress this, there are some rules that you need to adhere to before I allow this,"


    And while I''m already nodding, she continued.


    "Please listen to me before you agree, Mr. Smith, while you are in the library you will not leave it, nor will you show a Behavior that is inappropriate or will reflect badly on this institution. The librarian is an acquaintance of mine, so I will know, do you understand ?"


    And while I''m internally freaking out because I think that this is not how you should talk with little children,


    I''m outwardly smiling and nodding while answering.


    "Yes, Madam, I understand."


    She gave me a small smile and replied.


    "Good, I will let Mr. Denver know. And now go, supper is soon to be served.


    And that was a dismissal, I smile again and thank her one more time, and then I''m already leaving back to my room.


    The Next Morning, after a night of sleeplessness because I kept thinking about the talk with the Matron,


    and not knowing if it was normal to talk to a child like that or leaving a child alone in a library.


    I came to the conclusion that I could do nothing about it, I couldn''t just ask her if that was Normal, Nor could I know if this was Normal, I had Nothing to do to with children in my past? Future? Alternate Life, and these were the 80''s, so I decided to behave as I already behaved, not too intelligent, but also not average.


    And this is Important!, staying a reclusive, I don''t have the patience nor inclination to deal with children, and if other people think that I''m weird or that I''m like his because of the accident, then all the better.


    So now I''m walking with Mr. Denver and some older kids in the direction of somewhere, i don''t really know where I am, Mr. Denver and the kids were talking about a concert? So the only thing that I could do was note the street signs, Smartphones will not exist for the next 20 or so years and i don''t know when the Gps Will be a thing, so remembering the street signs seems to be a good idea.


    While They were chatting, and I remembered, we turned into another street.


    And I was almost choking on empty air when I saw the street sign. Because on a black background with white Characters, where these 3 damming words.


    Charing Cross Road.


    I hoped that I was wrong, but after 200 meters I saw a pub with the name of Leaky Cauldron.


    And while it could be just a normal pub with an weird name, I don''t think that this is the case, especially since i saw someone dressed like fucking Gandalf.


    I did not take a second look at the pub, I just kept on walking, and trying to simulate the other people that are walking on the road.


    Or should I say Muggles?


    Because I''m now certain in which Universe I am.


    I''m in the Universe where people can fly on brooms, where they say fuck you to the laws of the universe.


    Where Dragons and giant leopards with can spew diseases roam A continent.


    Where you can brew fame and stopper death, a Universe with Basillks Dementors , Death Eater, Veela, Werewolves and a lot more.


    I''m in J.K. Rowlings masterwork.


    I''m in the Harry Potter universe....


    I hope this shit is not a Crossover

 Chapter 1

    Chapter 1


    After Mr. Denver brought me to the library and he and the librarian had a talk, I was now sitting in a dingle little corner with some history books and a World map.


    I had now 3 hours alone, 3 hours in which I need to make a plan and find out if I am in a crossover between Harry Potter and something else.


    As I''m turning the sides of my history book, I noticed that my hand is still shaking.


    I am still terrified about the thought that I am in the world of Harry Potter!


    But I can''t despair, to survive I need to find out where exactly I am. So I waited till my hand stopped shaking, and then I''m browsing the history books.


    After 30 minutes. I concluded that almost everything is the same, I think.


    The only thing that could be different, are the number of casualties in the second world war.


    I''m not a history professor or something like that, but I think that the casualties for the second world war were 85 million, and not 95.


    But nothing else catches my eye.


    No world war 3 or Superheroes or an alien invasion, if I didn''t see the Leaky Cauldron and had this warm ball in my chest, no not a warm ball but my magic! Then I would have thought that I am in my universe just decades in the past, I would probably be thinking about how to become rich with Bitcoins and the stock market.


    Now that I think about it, is it normal that I can feel my magic? Or is it because I never had magic?


    And that feeling that my Magic is like a warm ball! Does this mean that a magical core exist?


    Or do I have another Power?


    But I digress, after looking over the world map and finding nothing like Sunnydale,Gotham,Metroplois,Hawkins,Storybrook, and Smalville.


    I''m pretty sure that this is not a crossover universe.


    Now that this is cleared up, I need to


    "Is everything okay? You look distressed."


    As I heard the voice and looked up, I see the face of the librarian, a Mister Brown if my memory serves me right.


    It seems that I didn''t hide my distress well enough, something that I need to change in the future.


    "It''s nothing, sir, I''m just a little nervous about an upcoming test"


    I don''t really see a reason that I need to inform him about the placement test that I need to do.


    Mr. Brown smiled at me while saying.


    "Well, you look like a bright lad to me, so don''t worry about it. You just need to remember to always give it your best."


    Lad. Yeah, I need to get used to words like that.


    Before I can reply, Mr. Brown was already talking again.


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    "Well don''t let me keep you from studying, if you need something I am at the reception."


    After I nodded and didn''t say anything else, he just smiled and walked away.


    As I watched him walk away, I couldn''t help but think that I would be a horrible actor.


    I just don''t know how to act like a child.


    And I don''t think that I should change that, especially since it would be weird if my behavior changes so suddenly.


    But enough about that, I need a plan on how to survive in this Universe.


    I''m starting Hogwarts in 2 years, I can try and learn to do things similar to what Tom Riddle did while he was still a child, I think that Tom Riddle said to Dumbledore the first time that they meet, that he can move things without touching them, and that he can hurt people with his power.


    The other thing that I could and should be trying to learn is Occlumency.


    No! I absolutely need to learn Occlumency, I need to hide the memories of the future.


    Now that I''m thinking about it, I need to be sorted, well fuck, will the Sorting Hat read my memories?


    Or is it something more esoteric? Like does, it have a method that allows it to find qualities that someone has without reading their minds?


    I think that I read in the Potter wiki that the hat asks questions and then interprets the Answers via Legilimency.


    But it''s not only the hat, Dumbledore, Snape, and Tom Riddle will all be in Hogwarts and all of them know Legilimency, or Occlumency, I don''t think that it was ever stated if Dumbledore knew Legilimency.


    Yeah, I definitely need to learn Occlumency!


    But how? Trying to clean my mind and keeping it empty?


    I absolutely should avoid going to Diagon Ally without an adult Wizard or Witch.


    First, I don''t have any money to my name, nor do I think that I have a Gringotts account.


    And secondly, even Wizard and Witches should find a 9 year old boy alone in Diagon Ally weird.


    And I don''t even know if there are books about the Mind Arts being sold to the Public, or without needing any Permits.


    Maybe I should ask Mr.Brown about a book on the mind or about a Memory Palace?


    No, that would be a Bad Idea! What 9 Year old would ask for such books? I need to find them myself.


    But enough about the mind arts, I have 1 hour and 20 minutes left.


    I need to think about what I should do in the future, and what my goals would be like.


    I have a lot of ideas about what I could do, for most of them, I need to find and then research the Room Of Requirements for its limits.


    For some, I need to wait till I have access to a Wand and Books.


    And for others, I need to know how exactly magic works, and if there are any limits.


    In some fan fiction, a giant ring was built, then it was put into the ocean, seawater was then flowing through it, and then the gold and other metals were separated from the water and then banished into a box or something like that.


    Those metals that were smaller than a sand grain were then fused into a barren.


    It should be possible, especially since there should be 1 kilogram of gold in 76 square kilometers of seawater, so if I put such a ring in the middle of the Gulf Stream then I would have 1 kilogram of gold in 3 hours.


    If such a thing works, and I can find the charms or runes or whatever for that, and it''s not illegal or if it''s illegal, but I can do it without getting found out, then that would be an ideal money-making idea.


    Maybe i could even gather some metals that a magical? Like Mithrill or Orichalcum or that Goblin Silver.


    In moments like these, I''m really happy that I googled and researched things that I found funny or weird.


    Perhaps I should look for Books in the Library on Nordic and perhaps  Futkars Runes?


    No, not Futkars, Futhark? Yeah, Futhark Runes, and probably on old English.


    So many things to study, perhaps I should ask Mr. Brown, if I can get a library pass?


    Then I could borrow some books.


    And for my goals? That''s easy, to leave this Universe.


    Of course not to my old one, I have nothing that I would miss there.


    But to a new Universe, one without advanced technology,


    Because even now I can see some surveillance cameras on the streets, and in 30 years or so there would be hundreds of thousands of them.


    I don''t think that the statue will survive the 21st century, especially with Smartphones.


    And I don''t think that Muggles and Wizards can live with each other in peace,


    so I rather piss off to another universe than to deal with that shit storm.


    So when I''m at Hogwarts, I will be then learning about Runes, Charms, Rituals, Portals, and whatever can manipulate space, especially the Fidelius Charm I think that one is the most useful Charm there is.


    As to the question if the Magical World knows anything about the Omniverse or whatever is the scientific name?


    I don''t know, I think that they know that there is another Plane of Existence, especially with all those ghosts, and the Death chamber, but not about other Multiverses.


    But enough about that, I only have 30 Minutes left,


    the only thought I had in my head as I cleaned up my table and then went to look if they had any books on the Mind, were about all the Danger that I would have to dodge, and the things that I would have to learn  in the coming years.


    Still better than Twilight

 Chapter 2

    Magic is difficult.


    If you are not insanely talented like Tom Riddle or Dumbledore, then trying to master "accidental magic" or wandless magic or whatever is almost impossible.


    It''s been 2 Years since my first visit to the library, 2 Fucking years of studying and trying to manipulate the forces of the universe.


    Do you know how difficult that is ?


    Imagine that you want to flex a muscle without knowing where it is, and never having felt it.


    And now imagine that the "muscle" is your magic, you know that you have it, you can feel it, when you close your eyes then you can almost see it, but you can''t use it because you never flexed it.


    And that was my problem, between trying to study runes, the mind arts, old English, Latin and trying to use magic without a wand or a dedicated teacher, the only thing that I learned in the past 2 years, where old English, Runes and how to empty my mind.


    I tried, I really did! But I just can''t do it on purpose, for a while I thought that maybe I was a squib, or that I had another power that I need to awaken. But after a little accident where a bottle of water almost destroyed my homework, only for the bottle to disappear and then appear outside my fucking window only to then fall inside a perfectly positioned trashcan, did I really believe that I had magic.


    After my shock over the teleporting bottle, I tried to control my accidental magic, I tried to use my Emotions, after that did not work I tried to use wishes and prayers, but nothing worked.


    After a Year, I came to the conclusion that I miss something about using magic without a Wand, so I stopped.


    If I remember it right, the students of the Uagdaou school of magic were skilled in wandless magic and self transfiguration, I don''t know how they do it.


    Maybe they took a Potion or did a ritual, but I just couldn''t do it, I will look into it when I officially enter the magical word, perhaps the Hogwarts library or the Room of Requirements has books about it.


    So after 1 Year, I let my research on wandless magic rest and concentrated on my other studies.


    And I must say those studies were far easier than wandless magic, well mostly.


    The mind arts were somewhat easy to learn, but after I thought about it a bit more, I came to the conclusion that using it while being sorted and successfully blocking the sorting hat would be an utterly bad idea.


    Imagining that I would be sitting on the stool while the sorting hat is being placed on my head just for it to say.


    "Mhm Mr. Smith, I do believe that you are the first muggleborn wizard that successfully learned to block my Legilimency probe while still being a child, but if you want to be sorted into Hogwarts than you need to stop using it."


    Yeah no, that would be Bad.


    I don''t think that Snape or Dumbledore would use Legilimency on all students, especially the older students who could have occlumency training.


    Malfoy learned it in his 5th or 6 year, so it does not seem that only some people can learn it.


    So emptying my mind completely whenever someone uses Legilimency one me would just give them the feeling that I''m hiding something important enough for me to use the mind arts to hide it.


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    So I came up with the idea to just try to hide selected memories and those about my past ? Alternate ? Live, and about my future memories.


    I think that I can do it, I don''t really know without somebody using Legilimency on me, which will hopefully never happen! But I think that I can hide those memories.


    Runes on the other hand, where easy? Yes easy, too easy I would say.


    When I started studying the runes, I first thought that it would be like learning a new language, slow and annoying.


    But it wasn''t anything like that, I learned and remembered the different runes within 2 years of going almost every day that I didn''t have school and was allowed to go to the library first with a caretaker and then alone.


    Of course, not all the different languages of runes! Just the Futhark, and the Nordic runes.


    And naturally not all subsystems of those rune languages.


    The Futhark runes have 4 different systems, each system has a different meaning for each symbol. As I didn''t know which runes were used in the magical world, I tried to learn the ones which the most books about it.


    So Older Futhark and Saxon Futhark, as for The Nordic runes? There were far more subsystems, and even with how easy I found the study of runes. I could only learn the old Nordic Rune subsystem.


    I must confess that I tried to carve the Nordic Runes schematic for light, which a time limit and a limit on how bright and hot it can be and for it to pull the magic in the atmosphere in a radius of 1 meter to power it and for only Magical people to see it, on a big piece of wood that I found near the orphanage, probably from an old desk or something like that.


    Of course, I tried to be precise while carving in the schematic with an old wood carving tool that I found in an old toolbox in the cellar of the orphanage.


    It did of course not work.


    It did nothing, or rather I think that it did nothing, after I carved the last runes I ran out of the alley into the almost empty street, only to glance back into the alley and after seeing nothing happening I walked further down the street in the direction of an ice cream shop, only to double back after 5 minutes.


    After I passed the alley again, only to see that nothing has happened and that the piece of wood and the busted flashlight that I put there in the case that my Rune scheme were to fail and a Muggle where to see the light, were still there untouched, I walked further down the street and around the block.


    After I came by the alley 40 minutes later, and seeing that nothing has happened and that there were no Auroras or other magicals around, I walked into the alley took the carving knife out and destroyed with it the rune scheme so that nobody can recognize anything on it, i put then the knife in my pocket and walked out of the alley and around the block and then with the bus for another hour before going back to the orphanage.


    Maybe I made a mistake somewhere, or there is no magic in the atmosphere.


    Or if there is magic in the atmosphere, then it''s not enough.


    Perhaps you need blood for the activation ?


    Not that I would do something like that, I don''t want to make a mistake and bleed out.


    Or summon an eldritch abomination.


    In hindsight it was a stupid and risky move, fortunately nothing happened.


    In the Future, I need to be more careful with my actions, and i shouldn''t be so prejudices against magicals.


    In most fanfics, magicals and especially the Ministry of Magic are shown to have almost zero common sense and that almost everyone is corrupt or incompetent.


    I can''t keep thinking like that, this is not a story anymore!


    This is my new reality, and i need to treat it like it.


    But enough about that, after runes and the mind arts, Old English was nothing.


    I learned it really fast, maybe I have a talent for languages ? As far as I know, Runes are a form of language, I gonna test it when I''m at Hogwarts, perhaps Japanese runes ? I was always a fan of Fuinjutsu, but nor of the anime Naruto, a world with thousands of ninjas who can kill you with a spoon?


    I would be dead within a year.


    And i think that there is diffidently something wrong which the people around me, I mean I don''t have any friends, read things that most adults would not read, and if I''m not reading than I''m studying, or I am staying at the library.


    Or perhaps they think that I''m traumatized?


    Or is it because those are the 80s? In my last live, I was raised in the 21st century, so with the Internet, Handys and other electronics.


    But now in the 80''s? We don''t even have a television at the orphanage.


    So the orphanage is most of the time that we are not at the school, sleeping or eating empty, and the kids are at the playground in the city or somewhere else.


    Perhaps the people are not weird, but my perspective is wrong? The 80 were perhaps not as scary as the 21st century ? And the children had more freedom?


    Well whatever, I can''t really do anything about it and I can''t read their minds, I didn''t even try to read it.


    I don''t know if they would notice anything or if I could potentially hurt or kill them, and it would be creepy to just stare at their eyes all day long, they may ignore or find my behavior not odd, but I don''t think that they would even ignore that.


    You may notice that I''m rambling, but I can''t do anything about it.


    I''m scarred, in some Months I will be introduced into a new world.


    Between all the fanfics and books that I read and the movies that I watched, I could either deal with something grimdark, or something less dark, but if you put away the childish ideas and dreams about power and woman that I read in fanfics then this world is still terrifying.


    I just hope that there are no emerald eyes, kissable lips on children and other bullshit like in most fanfiction

 Chapter 3

    Chapter 3


    I always had the misconception that my Hogwarts letter would arrive on my birthday, I don''t know why ! Maybe because of Fanfictions?


    Now that I''m thinking about it, I remember that Hagrid gave Harry his letter on his 11 birthday, but before that he got dozens of letters, even if they were destroyed by Venom, is it Venom or Vernon ?


    But I digress, I was just reading a book when the there was knock on the door of my room, after I opened the door I saw the Matron of the Orphanage and another woman standing there.


    The other woman was in her late 30, she was white, had reddish blond hair and an upturned nose, she was kinda average? The only thing that stood out was her purse, it was mad out of crocodile or snake leather, an ugly thing.


    The matron smiled at me and then said.


    "Good Morning, Mr. Smith, may I introduce you to Mrs. Burbage, she is a professor of a private school that was made aware of your excellent grades and granted you a scholarship."


    I was so shocked that there would suddenly be a Hogwarts Professor in my room, especially because it was June and my new and old Birthday was the first of August, that I started fidgeting, so when she stopped speaking I just said "Hello Ma''am" smiled and looked at her while using my fledging Occlumency skills to hide everything about my past ? Future ? Knowledge of the world and about my knowledge about magic, I did not think that she would use Legilimency one me, but better safe than sorry ! Or dead.


    Mrs. Burbage smiled back at my while saying to the matron.


    "Thank you Mrs. Emley, I would like to talk to Mr. Smith in private"


    And the Matron just left, she did not look back or hesitated, she just left.


    Something that was totally out of character for her, because even if she gives me a lot of freedom, she would never let me alone with a woman that she just meet.


    It seems that my shock was visible for Mrs. Burbage because she just laughed and told me.


    "Don''t worry, Mr. Smith, it''s just that the things that we are going to talk about are nothing for the ears of a Muggle."


    I just backed off and asked.


    "What is a Muggle, Ma''am?"


    She just smiled, took a stick, no Wand out of her left sleeve waved it at the door and the behind her where she conjured a chair.


    I stared at the chair in amazement, I mean I knew that I was in the world of Harry Potter, and I knew that I had magic in me, but to actually see even something as simple as a chair being conjured ? That was amazing.


    I was broken out of my amazement when Mrs. Burbage sat down on her chair while telling me.


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    "That Mrs. Smith was magic, something that you possess and will learn to harness and use at the school that I represent, and Muggles are the opposite of us Witches and Wizards, those people who can''t use magic nor see or feel it, now I know that you have questions, so please ask them all at once, I will do my best to answer them, and please call me Professor Burbage."


    I nodded while sitting down at my desk, after thinking it trough I asked the things that I think a child in my situation would ask.


    "Ehm professor Burbage, what is that stick that you waved around ? Did you use magic to make Mrs. Emley go away? And what is the name of that school ? Did I get really a scholarship for it ? Because I don''t think the Orphanage can pay for it! And can I fly with magic?."


    Professor Burbage just smiled patiently while waiting for me to finish, when it was clear that I was finished with my questions, she put her wand back in her sleeve while explaining to me.


    "That stick, is called Wand something that every Witch and Wizard has, it helps us to focus and use our magic, it would be far more difficult and wasteful to use magic without it.


    And yes, I used magic to make Mrs. Emley go away, it''s nothing harmful, and I was allowed to use it per the laws of the magical government,


    I just couldn''t allow that a Muggle learns about the magical world.


    You need to understand Mr. Smith the magical world and the muggle world are separated from each other, and we magicals need to do everything in our power so that the muggles will not find out about our world, that is a law that is hundreds of years old, and any violation of that law will be punished, do you understand Mr. Smith?."


    The look that she gave me was intensive, it seems that the statue is something that is taken really serious.


    I nodded while saying.


    "Yes Professor"


    She stopped with the look and continued talking.


    "Good, you will learn more about it when you arrive at Hogwarts, that is the name of the school, Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, one of the best schools in the world."


    I could almost feel the pride that she radiated.


    "While you will learn more about the Statue of Secrecy at Hogwarts, that is the name of the law, I can already tell you that as an underaged wizard you are not allowed to use any magic in the muggle world.


    Till you are 17, you are not allowed to use magic outside of school, you will be allowed to use magic in the muggle world when you are and adult, and even then you need to be careful and take precautions not to show magic to the muggles, something that I did when I entered the Orphanage, a spell that will make it so that for the next two hours nothing abnormal will be noticed by the muggles, and another spell that made Mrs. Emley leave and one that locked the door and made it so that everybody in the Orphanage will forget you and this room for the next 8 hours.


    If a muggle finds out about magic he or she will be needed to be Oblivated, a spell that erases memories from a person.


    And even then it can be that you will be fined or charged by the Ministry of magic.


    I know that it''s a lot to remember and that it''s sound scary, but you need to understand that the Statue is one of the most important laws that we have."


    I''m just nodding while trying to show my most serious face, it seemed to have worked because she''s smiling and nodded to herself while continuing.


    "Okay, if you understood it, than it''s good.


    And you don''t need to worry about money, I have with me enough money for all seven years of your tutoring, so if you do not have any question we will be going to Diagon Ally, the biggest shopping street in our country, and to the Gringrotts, a bank run by Goblins, there we will open an account with your Hogward''s letter for you and deposit the money that I have with me, be warned Mr. Smith that the money will need to last you for all seven years."


    I tried to look surprised and asked.


    "Goblins Professor ? And what letter ?."


    Professor Burbage looked surprised for a Moment, before she frowned and took a letter out of her purse, and gave it to me.


    I took the letter, no not the letter but The Letter.


    The Letter that will change my life.


    Professor Burbage continued speaking while smiling.


    "I''m sorry Mr. Smith I should have given you the letter earlier, that is your official Hogwarts'' acceptance letter, congratulations"


    My hand were shaking as I took the letter from her, there on the letter stood the word that I think everyone in my old world dreamt of.


    Mr N.Smith


    Fourth Room 2nd Floor


    12 Meard street


    Soho


    London


    I was a little overwhelmed, I mean with just those words everything just got so real.


    As I opened the letter and saw the Hogwarts list with all those strange Books and equipment, the only thing that I could ask where


    "When can we go, Professor Burbage?"


    She just smiled, stood up and stretched her hand out.


    "If you''re ready Mr Smith, then now!"


    As i stood up and took her Hand, the only thought in my Head was that i hate rollercoasters with a passion.

 Chapter 4

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    Chapter 4


    Apparition is not as bad as I thought, yes it is weird and a bit uncomfortable. But nothing that I could not handle, so rather than puking my guts out, I was smiling like a loon.


    Because whatever you say, Apparition is like teleporting, that means that in 4 or 5 years I will have the power to teleport, sooner if I find a book that explains it, on second thought no I should wait, I don''t want to splinter myself and bleed to death or something like that.


    But enough about that, I need to focus.


    As soon as Professor Baling let go of my hand, I stumbled a little and then asked her while trying to stutter.


    "P professor, what was that ? Why aren''t we in the Orphanage anymore ?"


    I tried to sound as confused and scarred as I could, because disappearing from my room and then appearing in an alley should be terrifying if you aren''t prepared for it.


    The Professor just looked me up and down and then said to me.


    "That Mr. Smith was Apparition, something similar to what muggles call Teleportation, and I''m sorry that I did it without warning you beforehand,


    but I find it for the first time to be easier on the stomach if you aren''t prepared for it.


    Don''t ask me why, magical researchers have been studying that phenomena for years, but they still don''t why.


    But enough about that, we should not daddle."


    Before she finished talking, she was already walking out of the ally, I followed her of course.


    As we hurriedly walked out of the alley, she continued talking.


    "You will learn the specifies in the future Mr. Smith, but you should know that when you want to Apparate into places like the muggle entrance of Diagon Alley or other public places that you need to briskly move out of the way of your Apparition arrival point, multiple charms were cast so that every Apparation into Diagon alley will be redirected into 3 or 4 different points, all of them heavily protected so that that no muggle may see or hear anything out of the ordinary.


    Especially hear, because Apparation makes a loud cracking sound if you are not skilled enough or extremely careful.


    So you need to move out of the way so that other People can land, it''s of course not dangerous to stand there, there are still 3 other points of arrival.


    But if all these points are full of people than you will be in the state of Apparation till one Apparition point is free, and for most people that feeling of traveling is uncomfortable, from the smile that was on your face you would probably like it."


    As we continued walking out of the alley and into the street, I could already see the leaky cauldron on the other side of the street.


    One thing that I noticed was that nobody looked at us, probably the charms that she talked about.


    I smiled and said to her


    "It was weird but exiting, I have a question Professor Burbage, where exactly are we?."


    She answered my question after we crossed the street and stood before the Leaky Cauldron, and I must say it did not fit in with the other buildings on that street.


    While most of the buildings were rather modern, the Cauldron was old! Not broken or dirty but just Old.


    "We are at the Sharing Cross Road Mr. Smith, as the Leaky Cauldron, the Pub before us and an entrance to the magical world, is far older than the street, it officially does not have a house number. Unofficially the House Number is 1 Diagon Alley, of course only we magicals call it that way, the Muggles can only see a rundown building,


    This book''s true home is on another platform. Check it out there for the real experience.


    and there are charms in place that makes them ignore anything suspicious or abnormal."


    With all the talk about charms, I could not help but ask.


    "Can I learn charms like that at Hogwarts ?"


    "Of course, but charms like that are six year material, because they are rather complicated, now let''s go, we have a lot to do today."


    After she finished speaking, she moved towards the Leaky Cauldron, opened the door and entered, and I followed her.


    The inside of the Cauldron looked Medieval ? Yes, Medieval is the word for it, old looking tables and stools, lanterns floating in the air, pitchers made out of silver and moving pictures on the wall opposite the entrance, maybe to spy on who is walking in and out ?


    And of course wizards and witches, there were almost a dozen Wizards in the pub and at the bar I could see someone who looked like a cheep knockoff Quasimodo.


    That should be Tom the owner of the cauldron, some looked at my direction, and nodded at me, or rather they nodded at Professor Babbling who stood behind me.


    But the rest ignored us, before I could continue with my observation, Professor Babbling put a hand on my shoulder and steered me to an door that I overlooked till now.


    While walking towards the door and then exiting the Pub thought it she explained some things to me.


    "The Person at the bar with the Hunbeack was Tom the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, if you need help in the future, then you can ask him, he knows almost anyone in Diagon Alley.


    And I say it now before we are going to the Alley, the magical world is different from the muggle world, there are not only humans but other beings that are living with us, an example would be the bankers of Gringotts, every single banker in the bank is a goblin.


    A race that has a monopoly on gold and artifacts in Britain, you may have read or heard of goblins in muggle fantasy books or stories, but I want to remind you that those stories are not based on facts, or the real behavior of those species, as an example, Dragon do not speak and don''t love gold, and yes dragon exist."


    She said the last sentence with a small laugh at the end.


    After we arrived at the backdoor, she took the hand off my shoulder, opened the door, walked through it and beckoned me to follow her.


    After passing the door, I arrived in a small rear courtyard with rubbish bins stacked atop each other, opposite the door was a brick wall made out of red bricks, and before it stood an rubbish bin.


    The Professor stopped before the wall and I stopped next to her, before I could do or ask anything she continued talking.


    "As I was saying Mr. Smith most species that the muggles think are nothing more than fantasy are in the wizarding world real, but the behavior of those species are often different from what muggles describe.


    As an example, goblins are typically described as stupid or clumsy, but that could not be further from the truth, goblins are intellectual on the same level as us humans even if they do love gold, or rather every metal, and look different from us.


    What I want to say with all that is that you shouldn''t judge someone in the wizarding world because of their appearance, some of the cutest or prettiest things can be deadly and cruel, while others like Tom could have a hunchback, or their skin color could be red and are the nicest people. Do you understand that ?."


    Wow! That was heavy, but I can understand why she would say such things to me, I am an orphan who will enter into a new world with beings straight out of a fantasy book, I don''t have any parents or guardians that could help me adapt to that world with all that crazy shit.


    And for that, don''t rely on appearance stuff ? Maybe she had difficulties with past muggelborns who were rude or something like that?


    Best to answer her before she thinks that I did not understand her.


    "Yes, Professor Burbage, I understand."


    She looked at me, smiled and seemed visibly relived about my answer, or perhaps about how serious I looked.


    She took her wand out of her sleeve again, I think she has a wand holster or something like that, then stepped with her wand to the brick wall so that the rubbish bin was on her right side and started talking while tapping a specific brick witch her wand.


    "If you understand, then that''s good. Now to enter Diagon Alley, you need to tap a specific brick, from the rubbish bin tree up and two across, you can always ask Tom if you forget it."


    As she said it and tapped the brick, every brick started to vibrate.


    Then the brick that she tapped started to sink into the wall, the rubbish bin started to move out of the way, and then the bricks in front of us started to move, I found it a little scary, I don''t know exactly why, but somewhat about that visual effect of moving bricks made me feel uncomfortable.


    Perhaps because it was not done in one smooth move ?


    But I digress, as I watched how the bricks moved away and formed an huge arch, I was shocked, not because of the used magic to move the bricks, but because of the colors, smells and sounds that suddenly assaulted my senses.


    There were hundreds of witches and wizards in the alley, and almost everyone was wearing a robe or a cloak, some with moving animals on them, others which colours so diverse that you could think that you were at a hippie concert.


    Some were wearing hat or turbans, some had their hair styled like the fucking Eiffel Tower.


    There was even a woman which a hat that had Peacock witch changing feathers on it.


    The smell was rather pleasant? It was sweet, and clean ? Yes, in contrast to the air in the courtyard and even the city, the air that cam out of the alley was fresh, clean and sweetish.


    The snippets of conversations were rather strange.


    "Fresh Crocodile hearts for just 4 galleons and 7 sickles"


    "Mom, can I please have a broom ?"


    "Did you hear that rumor about the undersecretary? "


    "The Hogwarts books are getting from year to year pricier"


    I was startled when the professor touched my shoulder, I almost forgot her.


    As I looked at her, and saw her smiling at me while steering me through the open arch while telling me.


    "Welcome Mr. Smith, welcome to Diagon alley and to the world of magic and wonders,"


    As I stepped into the alley with her and saw all those different people, I could not help but get exited, until I saw a person that looked like a typical pureblood strutting through the alley.


    That was the first time in both lives that I saw somebody strutting.


    It was like a cold bucket of water was poured on me, because no matter how funny or beautiful the magical world is.


    Under that beautiful facade is a dark and dangerous place .

 Chapter 5

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    Chapter 5


    My mood took a turn for the worst after I saw the pureblood wizard strutting through the alley, I got too existed about the whole magic thing that I forgot where exactly I am.


    I mean, this country was just 7 years ago in a brutal ciciel war where people couldn''t even say the name Voldemort without the fear that they would  be dead the next day.


    Or fearing that your friends or family are under the Imperius curse.


    If you look  close enough, then you can even see some people giving the pureblood wary or hateful looks.


    They area minority, but they exist.


    I was brought out of my introspection  when Professor Burbage gave me a worried lock while asking.


    "Are you okay, Mr. Smith ? You don''t look really great"


    I really need to learn to keep my damm expressions under control.


    "Everything is okay Professor, I was just surprised by all those people and those conversations.


    Especially that Crocodile Heart advertisement over there."


    She nodded to herself and said.


    "Ah yes that, crocodile hearts and other organs or even hair, skin or teeth from animals both magical and muggle can be used for Potions making, a branch of magic that you will learn while studying at Hogwarts.


    Now let''s go to Gringrotts Mr. Smith."


    With her last sentence, she started moving through the crowd.


    It seems that she believed my excuse.


    As I followed her thought the crowd, I started came to the resolution that I need to be more careful, yes Magic is amazing, and I can be really powerful with it, but that doesn''t matter if I am dead, oblivated or souless.


    As i followed the Professor through the alley, I tried my best to observe as much as possible.


    And there were a lot more shops that I thought.


    From the standard shops that I remember from fanfics or movies like Florian''s ice cream shop to a second hand store, there was even a Shop with the name "Hat''s for all".


    As we walked thought the alley and  I continued to look at the various shops and wizards and witches that were strolling thought the alley.


    We soon came to a building that was huge in contrast to the other in the alley.


    The building was beautifully done, gorgeous silver engraved doors with motives of dragons, Nundus  and what looks like goblins ? The front was made completely out of white marble,  and the words Gringrotts Bank were engraved with what looked like gold.


    The only thing that is a little weird is that the top of the bank is a little  crooked.


    Before the bank stood two human guards, each of them had  a hand  on what looked like a wand holster, and were constantly scanning the crowd.


    It seems like that they take security really serious.


    Well apparently not serious enough, what with both Quirrel and Harry breaking into the vaults, or will break into the vaults?.


    And I think Voldemort  slaughtered his way into the bank after his horc..., I should probably not  even think of that word, and now that I thought about it, maybe I should rename it into something else?


    Perhaps soul jar?  Or perhaps Phylactery? Yes Phylactery is better than the original word.


    You can never know if a word is not cursed or has a taboo cast on it.


    I don''t think that a taboo can detect thoughts, but it''s better that I train myself to think about Phylactery rather than the other word.


    But yes I think in the movie Voldemort killed almost every goblin and human in the bank.


    When we stood before the bank, Professor Burbage spoke once again


    "As you can read Mr. Smith that before us is Gringrotts, created in the year 1474 by the goblin Gringrott, and now the only bank in magical Britain.


    Now follow me and don''t wander off.


    And remember, don''t be  rude to the goblins."


    After she said that she strode together with me towards the silver doors of the bank.


    As we got close to the doors they automatically opened, after we walked thought them they closed themselves behind us.


    The inside of the bank screamed Money, the floor was made out of black, white and yellow marble, the columns were made out of a brown gold marble.


    This whole damm bank was made out of different colored marble.


    Maybe in the wizarding world, marble is not worth as much ?


    What was really eye catching was a huge plaque made of silver hanging on a column, I only read the words "Enter Stranger" before I looked somewhere else.


    I read enough fanfics where reading the whole thing creates a contract or invokes a spell, and while I don''t want to rob this place, I don''t want to be in either a contract or spelled without exactly knowing what It''s for, well if something like that is real, like I said I read it in a fanfic.


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    And I don''t need to read  the whole poem to know what it''s going to be, the first two words were already enough, I read it hundreds of times in fanfics, I already know it by heart.


    Further down the bank were counters manned by goblins who were either doing paperwork or  rather parchment work ?  Or were inspecting gems, even if I don''t really understand why they would do something like that in the open, maybe as a show of wealth?.


    After walking through the bank, we arrived at  one of the empty  counters.


    The Goblin before us put aside  the rubies that he was inspecting and faced us.


    He locked like, well, a goblin ?  Not an Anime or mange one, but like a Harry Potter movie Goblin, just less artificial.


    He didn''t smile or introduce himself to us, he just looked at us and spoke in a Businesslike, curt tone.


    "Reason for your visit?"


    Professor Burbage answered for us.


    "To open a basic account for Mr. Smith here, and to  deposit money in it."


    The goblin nodded and took a piece of parchment from under the counter, after scribbling on it for some seconds, he faced us again and pushed the parchment with a quill towards me.


    " Fill it out with your full name, Birthday and address."


    After I filled the parchment out, I pushed it back to the goblin, who took it, stood up from his place  told us to wait for a moment and then walked out from the counter and then into a door  behind the counter of the bank.


    After a short wait where I looked at the interior of the bank, the goblin came back out of the door while holding a box in his hands.


    After he seated himself in his chair, he put the box on the counter, turned to face me and then spoke again.


    "Put a hand on the box, and don''t let go till I say so."


    I put my hand on the box after I looked at Professor Burbage who nodded,


    I didn''t feel anything except the coldness of the box.


    The box made a "clink" sound after 5 seconds, as if two metallic objects collided with each other.


    The Goblin just nodded once and then spoke once again to me.


    "You can now take your hand off Mr. Smith"


    After I toke my hand off the box, he took the box with his left hand off the counter, and with his right he reached under the counter and  took a metallic object not bigger than a lighter and swept it over the box which then opened, I was sure that the box was made out of one piece.


    After putting the now open box back on the counter, and the lighter like object under it, he reached into the box and took a golden key from it, which he then inspected for some seconds and then put it on the counter.


    "That Mr. Smith is your Gringotts key, if you want to access your account without paying a fine, and waiting for 2 days, then don''t lose it and always bring it with you when you want to access your money.


    Now as it is a Basic account, you will get no vault or a safe deposit box, if you want to change that then you can always talk with a banker of Gringotts."


    I waited till he stopped speaking and then took my vault key off the counter, it looked like a normal old key made out of gold, there were no gems on it or something like that, just a rather plain looking old key.


    After taking the key and putting it in my jeans pocket, I looked to the Goblin who faced the Professor and continued speaking.


    "You said that you wanted to deposit money in his account?"


    Professor Burbage nodded and reached into her purse, where she took out a letter and a key that resembled my Gringotts key, just bigger.


    She then handed both to the goblin, who then took the key and swiped it under the counter before handing it back to her, and then opened the letter and read it, and then also swiped it under the counter.


    After glancing somewhere under the counter,  he gave Professor Burbage the letter back and then looked at me  while pointing a rather pointy looking finger at the counter, and saying a single word.


    "Key"


    I promptly complied with his command and took the key back out of my pocket and lay it on the counter.


    The goblin nodded once, took the key, stood up and then walked out of the door again.


    This time we both waited for a whole minute before he came back out the door.


    In which the Professor put the key and the letter back into her purse.


    I think that the letter was a Permission note that she is allowed to access the account, and a transfer note for the money that shall be transferred in my new account.


    After the goblin came out the door and seated himself again, he put the key on the counter and told me.


    "We transferred  700 Hundred Galleons to your account Mr. Smith, please be aware that the exchange rate for Pounds to Galleon Amounts to 5 pounds for one Galleon.


    That exchange rate is set to a limit of a 100 Hundred Galleons per year and for a period of 8 years, after which the exchange rate will be at a fixed amount off 50 pounds for a Galleon.


    Do you understand?"


    I could only nod my head at his explanation, it was for me far more realistic than an limitless exchange rate of 5 pounds for a Galleon, especially because a wand, the tool for every Witch and Wizard, cost only 7 Galleons.


    The goblin nodded once again and asked me then a question.


    "Do you want to withdraw Galleons ? And if yes, how much?"


    I did not know how much I would need, so I looked once again at the Professor, who seeing my look, smiled and said.


    "100 Galleons should be enough, Mr. Smith."


    I nodded once and the turned back to the goblin and said to him


    "I would like to withdraw  100 Galleons, please."


    He didn''t say anything, just took the key from the counter, turned his seat to the side where we could only see the left half of his torso, and put the key somewhere where I couldn''t see, after some seconds he faced us again, but now with my key in one hand  and a small pouch in the other, which he then put on the counter, while saying to me.


    " Your key and your 100 Galleons with a one time free money pouch, it is spelled to hold more than it should and always be as light as an empty money pouch, be aware that it can only hold a maximum of  Gringotts 500 coins and only Gringotts coins,  Gringotts is not liable if you lose your pouch and money, that only happens if you buy a bound money pouch for 399 Galleons.


    Do you want to buy  such a money pouch ?"


    I hurried shook my head while saying.


    "No, not at the moment."


    He nodded without any change in his expression and said.


    "Understood, please leave if you don''t need anything else."


    Which  after the professor motioned me to follow her we did, after we left the bank  and before  the Professor could speak, I asked her a question that annoyed me the whole time.


    "Professor Burbage, is it normal that the goblin didn''t introduce himself?"


    She looked startled for a second before she replied.


    " Gringotts goblins do not introduce themselves on their own accord, if you want to know the name of a Goblin than you need to ask them.


    Now I think that we should buy your school trunk first.


    There is a trunk shop that way."


    As she said that, she pointed to a shop on our right, before she started moving I asked her if the second hand shop doesn''t have the trunk and other things that we need.


    The Professor looked at the second hand shop and then at me, after thinking for a second she replied.


    " Your robes and Protective gear, the cauldron, your wand and the Phials can not be brought here, everything else should be available, but are you sure that you want them second hand? The things are usable, but not in their best shape.?"


    I just nodded at her while saying


    " Yes Professor, it doesn''t matter how they look as long as they are usable."


    And I mean it, I do not care how the books or other supplies'' look as long as they function.


    And i gonna safe money with this.


    Professor Burbage looked pensive for a moment before she nodded  and then walked with me into the Second hand shop.


    To shorten a lengthy shopping scene, into 3 words, I hate shopping.


    But I got  everything on me list, and I still have 18 Galleons left, and while my new trunk and books did look a bit battered, they were still usable , and I even found 2 extra books on runes 1 on Arithmancy  and 1 on magical theory.


    And while the Professor did comment on my extra books, she did not try to change my mind on buying them.


    The other interesting thing that happened and what was my highlight on this trip was Ollivander¡äs or rather my new wand, 13 inches wood from a Hornbeam, for those who have passion bordering an obsession for a specific goal, and the heartstring of an  Ukranian  Ironbelly.


    And in Ollivander¡äs words.


    " A wand made for somebody who knows what he wants and how to get it, it''s rather rare fore somebody so young to get such a Wand."


    And yes, he is  a little creepy, or rather he loves his work, and wands.


    I can''t really describe how it felt when I first touched my wand after 8 failures, the best example would be to regain a body part that you didn''t have but now have  ?


    It''s confusing.


    Now I''m back in my room after Professor Burbage escorted me back and spelled Mrs. Emley so that she would escort me to King''s Cross station on September 1 and then pick me up when the schoolyear ends without asking any uncomfortable question, like where is your school ? And how can I contact you again?


    Sitting on my bed while staring at my new but old  trunk with my supplies within, while holding a golden train ticket in my left hand, but without a pet, I didn''t want one especially if buying a random owl means that I perhaps killed of Hedwig, or another important animal like that bowlegged cat.


    I think I''m getting paranoid, like Moody.


    On second thought; I don''t want to be like Moody, he lost his leg, an eye, was captured and stuffed in his own trunk, has more scars than skin, and then was killed off screen in the first 20 minutes of the 6 or 7 Movies


    But I digress, while siting there and thinking about the information on the train that the professor gave me, and about my first day in the magical world.


    I could not help but be exited, about all these things that I saw and,will see in the future.


    Till I thought about my situation.


    Only to then ruthlessly crush that feeling.

 Chapter 6

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    The months'' till my arrival at Hogwarts were spent with a lot of reading and studying, what was especially interesting for me were the introductory books for Ancient runes.


    It seems that I was destined to fail when I tried to carve runes in a table.


    Runes could only be inscribed on something that has magic in it, an example would be trees, stones and even earth that was for a long time in an environment that was saturated with magic, or grew in it. Diagon Alley, Hogwarts, Stonehenge and the Forest of dean are among other locations, places like that.


    The other things that you can inscribe runes on are Skins, teeth and other materials from animals that were magical.


    And probably, even if it does not stand there from human or humanoid beings too


    And while you do not need a special knife or rune carving kit, it is recommended to use one, especially when you are an amateur.


    It is even explained why runes are not as prominent in the modern Magical world as potions or even arithemacy.


    Runes take time, it doesn''t matter if you want to create a rune based plumbing system that automatically vanishes waste and creates fresh water to flush for a whole castle or create a simple torch, it takes time to carve every single rune on an object, especially as you can¡¯t use magic for the carving, so no animation or levitation charm on the muggel object or rune carving knife, which is made with a normal carving knife that goes through a magical procedure that makes it go through almost anything like a hot knife trough butter, but after the procedure is finished it is once again magical inert but still sharp like hell.


    Every single rune must be carved without magic and with only a miniscule amount of errors and deviations from the rune, because you can''t make every rune perfect if you only use your hand.


    Well, you could make more and bigger errors and deviations and still use it, but then it couldn''t work at all or accidents like a vanished ass could happen.


    And because of those reasons, runes have fallen out of fashion for easier to use and less prone to fatal failures wand and potions magic.


    But even with all of those cons, runes have one advantage that allows them to still be taught in every school, even if they are so difficult to inscribe, and that is, they are durable.


    If you can inscribe a rune scheme almost perfectly, then it can last for hundreds if not thousands of years, an example would be Hogwarts, in its almost thousand years of history the rune scheme for it''s heating needed to be repaired a total of 4 time, and that only because they were small errors when it was inscribed.


    That was the only concrete example of how long-lasting runes can be, they did talk about how some ancient ruins with rune schemes were still functioning after two thousand years, but they did not write an example.


    I have an idea, I don''t know if it works, but I had that eureka moment the second that I read that no magic can be used while carving runes and that the rune carving knife can go through almost everything like a hot knife trough butter.


    The idea is rather simple, put the rune knife on an Automatic computer controlled drilling machine, then instead of a drill or laser or whatever is used, attach the rune carving knife on it and then let it carve on the magical material on which you want the runes on.


    I know that the idea is rather simple, but I think that it could work.


    The only Problems that I could see are, if the magic from the material on which I want to inscribe the runes on would interfere with the machine, and what is more important, how do I get such a machine ?


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    I don''t think that acquiring something like that while in the 80s would be easy, especially as a private person.


    I could probably build something like that myself in 40 or so years though the help of an online tutorial, but now?


    Maybe on a big Workshop machine tool fabrication?


    Or a company for Metalwork?


    Of course, even if I could acquire it, how do I pay for it ?


    Stealing it would be too risky for me, for something so big to suddenly disappear would be too suspicious.


    Perhaps I don''t even need to do that ? Using magic to confuse somebody in doing it would be possible, or and that is my favorite course of action, buying or creating a shop for custom commissions of metal works, it may sound ridiculous and for other people it could even seem overkill to buy such a machine and a shop, but that course of action seems for me to be the best for avoiding any suspicions from the magical or muggel kind.


    Especially as I don''t think that I would only use the drilling machine one or two times, no I would probably inscribe everything that I own with runes, from a simple fork with maybe something that can detect poisons in whatever it touches? Or to never rust and always be clean ?


    Or a Spaceship, yes it sound random, but I don''t think that I could make something that can get me safely out of this universe before the war starts, maybe before the muggel find out about magic, but not before the Dark Lord comes back.


    In hindsight, it seems that I was too hasty with my decision to leave this universe, hasty but not wrong, I still think that the Harry Potter universe is a universe that is deadly, especially with all the Dark Lords running around every decade or so, I mean if I remember it right Grindelwald basically started WW2.


    And that is without the muggels.


    So I had the idea that I could create a spaceship, then inscribe it with runes for everything that I could think of, from runes for heat regulation, against friction, for invisibility so that it couldn''t be spotted by satellite or a telescope, something against radiation and a shield against small debris, basically I want a fully functioning spaceship with which I can land on another planet and that I can remotely control:


    I essentially want to create something that I can remotely fly to space and then on a planet or moon in our solar system.


    Because I remembered something important, I ruled out that I''m in some universes that i know of.


    But there are still universes like Stargate, where the "Plot" starts in the late 90 or so,


    I tried to research for a book written by a Doctor Daniel Jackson, but I found nothing, it could mean that he didn''t exist, but I can''t be sure, especially without the internet, and even if I could search the net for him or the other character on the show, I would never do that, the Stargate program is not only Top Secret, but they probably have a program or something like that for the case that they are researched.


    I could even be in the Mass Effect or Star Trek universe, even if I think that than there should have been a third world war or so by now.


    So yes, while it unlikely that I''m in one of those universes, it would put my fears to rest if I have something with which i can escape Planet earth in the worst case scenario that I''m in Stargate or another Sci-FI universe and the "Good Guys" make a mistake that causes Aliens to destroy or occupies earth.


    So I have decided to build myself a spaceship, a remote controlled spaceship with a Vanishing cabinet inside it.


    But for all those fancy ideas of mine, I needed money and knowledge of magic and runes.


    The books on Runes helped me a lot, even if I need far more books on the topic, I even played with the idea to go back to Diagon alley to purchase more books, but I ultimately decided to wait till I am at Hogwarts.


    The other first year books were rather useless to me, I had no really problems with understanding the books, the only thing that I found annoying would be how the book were written!


    The last time that I read a school book was 10 years ago, but I still remember that the books were structured, everything had an order, it''s not like these magical books that jumped from topic to topic.


    But because the books were for children, who among those who were raised with magic were muggelborn, they did not go in depth into the topic, you could say that they were an introduction book and a safety Manuel in one.


    The Room of Requirement should help me a little with my money Problem.


    I don''t think that I will find one Million Galleons or something like that, rather I think that I will find only Knuts and sickles, especially because a Galleon is now worth 50 Pounds, but a Hundred years ago, it was probably worth something like tree hundred pounds.


    I don''t think somebody will have so much money inside a school and even if they have so much with then I don''t think that they would lose it, or maybe I''m just overestimating their common sense.


    Okay, my Plan for my first year at Hogwarts would be, to survive.


    And learn everything that helps me in that goal, so learning something that can hide me, a disillusion charm or something like that.


    Then finding the Room of Requirement, and looking for money and or other valuables that I could either repair and then sell or something that I could directly sell, preferably in the muggel world.


    Oh, I almost forgot, I need to test if the RoR has any of the abilities that were described in fanfics, like time dilation, or to open a passage everywhere in the castle.


    And I need a copy of the Marauder''s Map, or manipulate the existing one so that it doesn''t show me if I don''t want it to.


    I have my plate full for the first year.


    Now it''s 10 Pm, and tomorrow is September the first.


    I need to sleep, tomorrow is the day that I find out if my Occlumency help''s against the sorting hat.


    I think that I should pry to whatever brought me here.


    On second thought, I don''t want to summon an eldritch abomination.

 Chapter 7

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    The 1 September 1989 was a rather nice Friday.


    That didn''t help with my anxiety while standing alone in King''s cross Station with a cap pulled low over my face.


    Mrs. Emley had already gone back to the orphanage, her behavior today was really weird and something that scared me.


    It all began this morning when she knocked at my door in the orphanage, and told me that she will escort me to King''s cross station in 20 minutes, and that I should be ready by then.


    So when I came down with my trunk, she was already waiting outside with a Taxi.


    After we stowed my trunk in the taxi and then drove to Kings Cross station, then took out my trunk, she just said that she will collect me when school ends at June got in the taxi, and they then drove off, probably to the Orphanage, I know that Professor Burbage spelled Mrs. Emley so that she would bring me to the station, but I didn''t except that it would be so easy.


    I mean she flicked her want 4 times and presumably programmed Mrs. Emley so that she would do the task without asking a question, or a second though.


    It is terrifying how easy it is to manipulate someone''s mind with magic, especially as it goes against Mrs. Emley nature.


    Even if she let us Orphans have or freedom, she would never let an 11 year old boy alone in one of the busiest train stations in the UK!


    That just shows me that I was right, this world is dangerous, Mrs Burbage didn''t even hesitate or show any sing of discomfort when she basically mind controlled someone.


    Maybe she didn''t see it as mind control, especially as Mrs. Emley is free to do as she likes, it''s just that she will ignore my existens while I am in Hogwarts and makes excuses in the case that someone would be searching for me, something that I don''t think will happen .


    Or and that is far more worrying and scary, because Mrs. Emley is a muggel Professor Burbage just didn''t care.


    Hopefully it''s the first reason.


    But I can think about that later, now I need to catch my train, while moving with a trolley with my trunk on it to platform 9 3/4 I try to discreetly dodge any camera that I could see, even if I have my cap that I brought with me low over my face, I still don''t want to be captured by a camera or CCTV.


    Because if I knew that Wizard''s exists while I''m working in a higher position for the Government and I knew that every year future wizard''s and witches will enter Kings Cross station with a trunk and an owl, then I would put people disguised as tourist in Kings cross and make pictures of those children and their parents, and then I would have them follow their parents back home so that I could find out their names, because I don''t think that they have Facial recognition in 1989.


    It could be that I''m paranoid, but better safe than sorry or dead or captured by the non-magical Government.


    After a short walk, I arrived at the Barrier that divides Platform 9 from 10, one thing that I observed was that nobody looked at the place, they all ignored it exactly like the Leaky Caoudlron.


    I tried to feel something from the wall, and I think that I felt something, but i not sure what exactly,


    maybe it''s the portal that felt, or it could even be my Imagination.


    I tried to touch the wall with my pinkie, my most expendable body part, and it did go through the wall.


    After three seconds I took it back out and observed it, after findings nothing amiss with it, I decided to risk going through it, it''s not like I could stand here the whole day, and except for Harry''s Second year the Barrier/ Portal always worked.


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    So I took my trolley and walked showy through the barrier, I don''t know why in most fanfic people are running through it, especially as I distinctly remember that in the movie or the books someone leaned on the barrier and passed through it without any running.


    Moving through the Portal was an interesting experience, it felt like pushing through a thin moving film of water.


    It''s nothing that I want to do often, maybe that''s the reason why they are running through it, so that they could shorten the experience.


    After coming through the portal, I arrived at an almost empty platform, and on the tracks on the left of me stood the Hogwarts express, I must confess that trains never really interested me, but even I can see that this train is impressive.


    But even if it''s impressive it didn''t hold my attention for long, after moving out of the way and putting the trolley on it''s designated parking space, I took my trunk and pulled it towards the Train, I''m really happy that this damm thing has wheels on it.


    And even if it was a little awkward, I finally managed to pull the trunk into the rain.


    The inside of the train was like every other train compartment that I saw, even if it seemed that the compartments were far larger than they should have been.


    After walking down the train and finding some compartments already occupied, even if the train will leave in 1 hour, I arrived approximately at the middle of the train where i found a compartment that faced the opposite direction of the Portal.


    After putting my Trunk under my seat, something that I saw other older student''s in other compartments doing, I sat down and looked out the window, where I noticed other train tracks, maybe the Hogwarts express is not the only train that to the magical site of King''s Cross.


    I soon grew bored with the nonexistent view out the window, so I stood up again and pulled out my rune book out of my trunk and started reading, or rather pretended to read while mentally planing my next steps.


    In 9 hours I will be at Hogwarts, if I can get past the sorting without getting found out, I will have 7 years of school at Hogwarts.


    The first and second year should be manageable, but from my third year things will get dangerous.


    That means I should make/Steal the marauders map before my third year, and use the Room of Requirements as much as possible, I should probably first steal the Marauder''s map so that I can easier sneak through the castle.


    The Disillusionment Charm should my goal for now, with it and the marauder''s map I should be able to reach The Room of Requirements without getting spotted by a teacher or a Prefect.


    And attack spells, I think that there were Doxis in the RoR.


    My musings were interrupted when the whistle for the Hogwarts express sounded,


    I noticed that in the last 60 minutes, a lot of students boarded the express, thankfully nobody joined my compartment.


    As we were slowly moved out of the King''s Cross station i once again focused on my plan for Hogwarts, besides my initial plan for my first and second year the rest of my time in Hogwarts can be summed up in one sentences.


    Don''t get involved and keep my head down.


    I saw a lot a story''s where the mc changed everything about the plot, most of them justified theme self with the Butterfly Effect.


    That their mere existens will change everything.


    Something that I disagree with, I don''t believe that if you have almost zero interaction with the people on which the story revolves, that you would change anything.


    Of course, if you''re the best friend of the main character and butt in every scene, then the story will change.


    Some even want to be known a genius, they show to everyone how great they are, how intelligent they can be, how group''s of women fall for them.


    They think that they must change everything, as an example.


    Someone is reincarnated in the Harry Potter universe, they befriend Harry Potter and the rest of the trio, they are a genius without compare, with eyes like sapphire''s, Prominent cheekbones and other ridicules stuff like that.


    After a year at Hogwarts, they expose Pettingrew, safe Sirius and Battle the Dark lord, create new spells and already have a girlfriend.


    Something like that could only happen in a story, not in the real world.


    I will not expose or even spy on capture Pettingrew, it doesn''t matter how pathetic he seemed in the movies and books, the fact is that he managed to betray the potter''s, hide in a family of wizard and then enter Hogwarts and stay there for years without getting found out.


    And he murdered Cedric Diggory without remorse, and that''s without knowing what he did as a Death eater.


    So No, I will not expose him, he may be successful captured, but it could be that he can escape, and then take revenge on me.


    I will never show myself as a genius, The Dark lord will be at Hogwarts in my third year, if I show that I''m better than anyone else, than I may get on his Radar, and I don''t think that this would be healthy for me.


    No, I will stay away from them, I don''t want to meddle in things that could get me killed or destroy the future.


    What if I make a mistake that causes the Dark lord''s victory? Thousand''s could die because I wanted to feel important.


    And to be honest, I''m afraid, this is my second chance, and I don''t want to prematurely because I want to be a Hero.


    So keep my head down mouth shut and memories hidden, and I should avoid the Room of Requirements in my third year when the Dark lord is in the castle, and in my fourth year after Halloween when the basilisk is released.


    The exception would be if I have a map that is similar to the Marauder''s map, just better, maybe something that could record the going on¡¯s in the castle.


    That is actually a fantastic idea, I shouldn''t forget it.


    Before I could think more on it, an announcement was made that we will be arriving in Hogsmeade in 10 minutes.


    As stood up and locked the door so that I could change, the only thought that was going through my head was.


    Where the hell was the trolley witch?

 Chapter 8

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    After we exited the Hogwarts express, and being counted like little ducklings, me and my fellow first years were told by a prefect that we should wait on the platform till a member of the Hogwarts staff comes to collect us.


    While we waited, I observed the exited and nervous children around me, two people that I noticed almost imminently were a pair of red-headed twins, I think that everyone should know about them.


    Fred  and Gorry? George ? I think George Weasley.


    The prankster''s of Hogwarts, now that I think about it, was that fannon ? Or Cannon ?  Well it doesn''t matter, from what I can see they are really excited, both wildly gesticulating while speaking loudly about  how we need to battle trolls and wrestle a dragon for our sorting ceremony.


    I can see that some children are really worried about it, while others are just snickering.


    And then there are of course those who are sneering ?  Yes, they were sneering at the Weasley''s and the other children that were either snickering or looking terrified.


    Or rather they were trying to sneer, it looked rather like they had a constipation.


    And then there were children who ignored the Weasley''s and were talking to each other or were just nervously standing there.


    I guess that the sneering ones were Pureblood children ? Or even children from magical families that hate or dislike the Weasley''s?


    The snickering ones should be children who know about the magical world and that Dragon''s and Trolls would never be used in such a test, or they know about the sorting from their parents or family.


    And the one''s that were terrified should be the Muggle-Born¡äs  or  children of wizard or witches that know nothing about the magical world.


    Or I could be wrong, and this reaction had another reason, even if I don''t think that this was the case.


    Before I could  continue with my train of thought, a loud voice ripped me away from it.


    As I turned towards the voice, I came face to face or rather face to knee with Hagrid.


    You know in the movies Hagrid does not seem that big, but now that I''m  standing before him, I can see that he is at least 3 Meters tall.


    He looked exactly like the actor in the movies, the only thing that was different were his hair and beard, both were far bigger than what I remember from the movies.


    And while I don''t like beards, I must say that Hagrid''s looked Badass.


    And he didn''t have his Umbrella with his broken Wand hidden inside of it with him.


    By now everyone had turned towards the source of the loud voice, and while there were some exclamations, and shocked gasp''s, after some seconds silence reigned over our group.


    I could understand it, if suddenly a 3-meter giant stands before you, than you will shut up too.


    After a beat of silence, Hagrid started talking.


    "Alright, are yeh all here?"


    After he said that, he rose his right hand  and started counting us with his index finger.


    "Mhm seems like yeh are all here, alright i am Rubeus Hagrid, the keeper o'' keys an'' groundskeeper o'' Hogwarts.


    Now yeh all will follow me ter the docks, stay close ter each other an'' when yeh are los'' ''n scream, McGonagall will have me hide if I lose or forget another child"


    I think the last words were said to himself in a whisper, but even if he whispered it  everyone here heard it,  and while some laughed at it, especially the Weasley''s , most of the children were visibly worried.


    As soon as Hagrid started moving towards the docks everyone followed as close as possible while still leaving a gap of 2 meters between us and Hagrid, even the Weasley''s didn''t get too close to Hagrid.


    It seems that they would rather follow Hagrid than stay alone here on the dark platform.


    After walking for 2 Minutes, we arrive at the Boathouse where the boats were anchored, I thought that a dock would be bigger than just a pier with small boats fastened to it.


    But whatever, as soon as we arrived at the dock, Hagrid began to talk again.


    "Alright, are yeh all here? mhm seems like it. Okay 4 in one boat, yeh don'' need ter do anything, an'' don¡ät start pushing each other while on the boat.


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    i don'' wan'' ter explain why another kid is wet. "


    It''s kinda funny that while he is trying to whisper, everyone on the pier had heard him.


    And that everyone could understand him despite his accent.


    As soon as Hagrid finished talking, he moved toward one of the boats.


    Even if I knew that the Boat should be able to bear his weight, I was still worried, I mean as soon as Hagrid entered the boat, it was almost full.


    But even with all his considerable weight, the Boat didn''t even budge an inch.


    As soon as Hagrid was on the Boat and saw us still standing on the pier, he said towards us.


    " Come on, we need ter go, the meal will be served soon, oh an'' yeh need ter be sorted.


    an'' don'' ask how the sorting is done, i''m not allowed ter talk abou'' it."


    It seems that he saw some people wanted to ask about the sorting and nipped that line of question in the bud.


    We soon found  us standing on the boats, and it''s a  good thing that the boat didn''t budge or rock, I''m getting easily seasick.


    I was in one boat with 3 other children, They were not the Weasley''s, so I didn''t recognize  them.


    And they didn''t try to introduce themselves, they were just nervously staring at the lake and at Hagrid.


    As soon as we were all on a Boat, Hagrid began speaking.


    "Alright everybody, don'' forget tha'' yeh should not push each other  in the water, or jump in.


    Okay, are yeh ready?


    Then ter Hogwarts."


    As soon as he said to Hogwarts, or rather Ter Hogwarts, the boats started moving on their own.


    Maybe it''s an inbuilt spell ? Or an Enchantment?


    I can research it later, for now I have a boat ride upon the Black lake before me.


    The Boat trip was rather normal for me, no shadows in the water, or eyes that are visible in the water or something like that.


    There was only the sound of the waves, it was peaceful.


    We Soon arrived at a wooden bridge, I thought that Hagrid would not say anything, because he would be the only one that needs to be careful of his head.


    But I was wrong, as soon as the wooden Bridge came in our field of view he bellowed out.


    "Ev''ryone, be careful o'' your head."


    While he himself was ducking his head, the rest of us didn''t need to do anything, even the tallest first year is not even half is high as the bridge.


    After we passed the bridge, we could already see Hogwarts.


    There, on a hill it stood, with all the towers that we could see from here, it''s giant Main hall, and something that looked like the astronomy tower.


    And behind the castle was the moon that just peeked out behind the clouds.


    It¡äwas one of the most beautiful scenes in my life.


    I of course didn''t start crying or something like that, but I could appreciate this beautiful view.


    We soon arrived at the bottom of the hill where Hogwarts stood, after disembarking Hagrid lead us to a winding path that lead us right Through the massive Gates of Hogwarts and to a with suits of Armour and none moving Portraits decorated chamber that lead right to what I assume was the Great Hall, before the doors that I thought lead to the great hall stood a younger than the movies, but still Old Professor McGonagall.


    She had this strict teacher vibe down to a T.


    As soon as she saw Hagrid and us enter, She thanked Hagrid and then shooed him through the doors behind her before closing them and turning back for us.


    She studied us for a few seconds before she nodded once and then said.


    "Hello, I am Professor McGonnagel, the Transfiguration Teacher and Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.


    We will soon enter the great Hall behind me.


    There you will stand in one line, you will not try to jump the queue or do other mischief like that, is that understood? "


    After we all enthusiastically nodded, she continued talking.


    " Very well, after we enter the great hall behind me, you will stay close to the door and form a line, I will then call you in an alphabetic order.


    When your name is called, you will walk up to my position and sit on the stool that will be next to me and then be sorted.


    After you are sorted, you will then move to one of the 4 House ,


    Gryffindor, The House of the Brave.


    Hufflepuff, The House of the Hardworking.


    Ravenclaw, The House of The Intelligent.


    And Slytherin, The House of the Ambitions.


    All of these Houses are marked by a Banner above their table, for Gryffindor a Lion, Hufflepuff a Badger, Ravenclaw an eagle, and for Slytherin a snake.


    Now, do you have any questions?."


    The whole speech gave the impression that she repeated it dozens of times.


    She said everything in a calm but firm voice, and it didn''t change no matter what House she talked about.


    It seemed like nobody had any question for now.


    She gave us another once over before she nodded again and opened the doors behind her into the great hall.


    The first thing that I noticed after we entered the hall and assembled in an almost neat line was the silence, hundreds of people who are older than you and silently watching you is creepy.


    It seems like I was not the only one that found it creepy, because some of the children that were before me in the queue were looking terrified and some almost close to crying.


    We were saved from further staring when McGonagall walked to the other side of the great hall next to a tree legged stool, took the Sorting Hat from behind her where it was placed on the staff table and placed it on the stool.


    The great hall almost instantly focused on her.


    The Sorting hat that was placed on the stool twisted and turned a little before it jumped, and a mouth opened, something that surprised most of the children in the queue


    And then it Sang.


    I''ve done this job for centuries


    On every student''s head I''ve sat


    Of thoughts I take inventories


    For I''m the famous Sorting Hat.


    I''ve sorted high, I''ve sorted low,


    I''ve done the job through thick and thin


    So put me on and you will know


    Which house you should be in...


    The applause was almost deafening.


    And even the children that were soon to be sorted were far more relaxed than before.


    Some were even applauding.


    After the applause started to die down, Professor McGonagall reached behind her to the staff table and took a rolled up piece of parchment, after unrolling it and waiting for some seconds so that everyone was silent, she started with the first name, a child that was behind me with the name of Argent, Jason.


    And so it continued, name after name was called, and every house applauded for the child that was sorted, even if Slytherin''s applause was Notable quieter.


    I knew almost no name that was called, the only exception were the Weasley twins.


    And soon it was my time, I didn''t jump or something as embarrassing as that, no I just walked up to the stool while trying to look as indifferent as possible, trying to imitate the other children who were nervous or happy would be a stupid idea for me, because as I already said, I''m a bad Actor.


    After I sat down on the stool, I used my till now not tested skill in Occlumency and tried to hide everything about my past life and the future of this world, while at the same time repeatedly thinking please Ravenclaw.


    Something that would seem to have worked, because the only thing that the hat said to me was.


    "Yes, yes Ravenclaw would fit you well, even if I have the feeling that you would to do well in Gryffindor.


    No matter, a decision was made


    Then better be RAVENCLAW."


    The last word was said out loud, because I noticed, that even if the Hat moves its mouth as it speaks, nobody could hear anything.


    After the hat was taken from my head, I walked straight to the Ravenclaw table with a smile on my face while the students applauded like with every other sorting before mine.


    I couldn''t help the smile.


    Because even if this castle will be a deathtrap in the coming years,


    I''m at Hogwarts.