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I have dyslexia, I am using speech recognition software to write this story, then I have Opera Web browser read it back to me.
If it sounds right in Opera then it sounds right to me. I am writing this as a way to improve my reading and spelling so please don't be too critical of my grammar. I will do my best to check my work.

What you need to know to understand this story
1)  This will be set in 2010 just for your reference to the present day stuff , I cannot really go looking up the 90s every time I wish to make an offhand reference to something

2)  Canon is 100% the same until my  character steps into the play

3) JK stupid
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My  name is James Donnellan, when I was 11 years old we had a very strange encounter, when we were living in our house just outside Newport .
I can still remember parts of that day mainly down to retelling, as my memory of that age is hazy.
Basically one day an insane nutty woman came to our home and persuaded us to let her inside and then proceeded to inform us that there was a hidden magical Society etc etc and that I had a place in a School for witchcraft and wizardry. We all seemed quite excited until it was mentioned offhandedly that it was a boarding school but she did not use that word because when she was mentioning the term times we were livid,  shocked and outraged as it is like somebody offering you the winning lottery ticket and then telling you to claim you have to be gang rapped by a group of elephants or at least that's how the sacrifice seem to me looking back.  I didn't know how I would cope, I was nothing  like other 11-year-olds with learning difficulties, I was severely dyslexic and shy and probably a bit autistic and my teacher was shocked that I wouldn't want to stay in a boarding school .Then my parents explained how basically I could not read, my reading age was of a 6 and a half year old and then the teacher was totally shocked like she has never heard of somebody who couldn't read or spell much more than  their own  name.

 She seemed  to lose it when my parents ranted at going through all the specialist help I have received, all the 1to1 teaching I had had and how the family was in the process of moving to Somerset , England where we would live in a village near a private boys school for dyslexics and how I was going to get the best education possible but we could all see the advantages, just a few seconds waving with that piece of wood she carried we felt torn the teacher said she wanted to try and persuade us so she offered to still carry out her tour to the magical shopping centre in London even if we were going to tell her to shove in up her ass we still wanted to see true Magic and so she got a length of rope and she explained to myself, my parents and my sister (two years younger) that by holding onto the rope it would teleport us to London. At this stage we knew she could have easily  caused us pain and she hasn't so we at least trusted her that she wasn't going to teleport us some where already dangerous with the logic that if she wanted us dead we would already be so .

"activate"
I have never particularly liked rollercoasters and related ride so when we were teleported a few hundred miles in seconds it was the worst experiences so far of my young life,

Splat, we landed on the floor in pain, my sister ,mother and father also was splattered too the ground , I was very concerned as my mother had bad legs. I felt very sick, some of the worst seasickness, car sickness and fear of heights, needles, dieing and being beaten up at the same time combined. I didn't stand up for a good minute, but I was one of the first on my feet and my father my mother landed nastily at this point. I was incredibly angry with this supposed teacher, she came over then and didn't seem sympathetic in the slightest. At couple of minutes later we were all back on our feet and looking ill more than ill she then wanted us to watch her open some magical gateway. She explained quite loudly we needed to tap a certain brick and then Prest one of the greatest feats of engineering we have ever seen activated we was leading into the past the shops seemed  fantastic  we walked along while she ranted a way about magical knows what my parents she quickly had it impressed upon her that telling me something and not my parents was ludicrous especially calling me Mr Donnellan after the fourth time me asking my parents who she was trying to talk to she got the hint my name was James or James Donnellan and that she should always address my parents and if they felt it was something I needed to know they would explain it to me in a manner I would understand the batty old teacher still couldn't understand that I could probably only just read my name and even then I struggled She led us to a bank trying to explain that non-magical financial systems didn't work and that we needed to exchange our currency so we reluctantly encounters a disgusting evil little creeps that goes by the name of gobbling the end of giving other hundred £50 and he ended up giving us six Golden galleons we were shocked 25 per galleons we then went back out into the alleyway where the teacher trying to explain that that was actually nothing he needed 9 just for a wand we were shocked me wasn't going to start spending money on a whim who was contemplated













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So there I was in my fifth year of the old and damp dingy Castle in Scotland I and another year has begun the boy wonder Harry Potter came back to school claiming the infamous dark Lord had returned in full sets the Ministry of Magic clamped down on the school I didn't particularly give a dam about the Ministry I have been circumventing them ever since I discovered I had magical abilities when it was concerning that the magical terrorist and his death eaters were gain in power I wasn't so concerned about my parents as we must now basically living on an expanded big on the inside yacht and a big one indeed most of the year has magic made any industry when it ridiculously easy take any job add magic turns the task 95% easier so hopefully we wasn't going to have any enterprise visitors show up i do emit most of the magic we possessed what items as we were still having troubles getting round the under eights magic restrictions already received two letters so hopefully any random lets go hunt and kill a few mud
blood would cause me to be too expensive target for the amount of publicity I received to everybody but me in magical Britain I was just another anonymous filthy mud blood school attending person I purposely didn't try and talk to much attention to myself I didn't try and make myself stand out and wasn't at school to socialise I was there to learn no other reason than like that Granger girl I was not that good at learning as I had dyslexia and could only just read my name when I attended the school deputy headteacher at first intended to help us out trying to persuade my parents when she realised how bad my condition was after several hours of in my presence and my parents repeatedly forcing her she got the hint that know I cannot read socially helped charm and helpless purchase quite well priced magical items that I basically wrote anything that it could hear and got hold of a school portrait especially from me to read anything I wanted I could see it she didn't like the effort but when she got into the swing of things she ended up being quite competent way more accepting than most of the teachers when it came down to assess they ended up becoming like the story you're reading fully dictated then read back to me and submitted I wasn't that fussy about actual grammar allows the point was put across she was happy any book in every book I got the portrait to read for me it might be curious what house today and being in obviously the couple months leading up to the train ride the couple months later the train ride had me feeling ill sick not being with my parents was the most scariest thing I could have imagined several times and nearly bailed out and begged our parents to take that magical teleporting to America and forget all about this attending an important school in Scotland but obviously still by magical items but I went didn't really talk much sat in a shady compartment with some nobodies I don't even remember their names I'm useless at remembering names I socialise and skills and not to be desired but as my parents call into the swing of things with magic we remortgaged all our properties and turn the liquid had currency into magical Tories we had properly followed the stuff stuff that secrecy of magic nonsense couple more people knew and the community would have liked but we never went out of our way to publicise it yet so I had a reasonably well off several thousand pounds magical sunken trunk meeting at giant of a man was scary and then I felt seasick having to go across a lake in the middle of night on several thousand-year-old trotted non-insured dinghies and then as a book my parents dictated to me the last months they must have read hundreds to me were all lined up to have our minds violated fuck over by a mind reading hat So this is where it all comes down to what house will I be in or want to be in really didn't know the one thing we can all agree on was that I was not going to be in the snake's house no matter how much I wanted to be a millionaire I valued being alive and not somebody's servant more

And so time came down to it I walked out when the Deputy headteacher said my name I put the hat on my head and went fuck it I can always go home it is not the end of the world

"MMMm interest in spoke a duty old mysterious soundingweird voice I guessed and heard that this must be the heart

Where should I put you

But particularly loyal to anyone except your family as you have not really had any friends and you're not particularly Within to do a foolish 9-5 job like the rest of the population so that rules out the powerful puff house

Well quite a lot of ambition see yourself superior to everyone around you as they all seemed to be immature children and can quite happily say trading on the black market benefits excesses claiming insurance fraud speed in another numerous sneaky behaviours hoping to repeat the claim you here your parents do not informing them that a relative had died and having their pension paid for sale for years and numerous other paperwork misdemeanours so the concept of blue-collar crime doesn't bother you the slightest that physical violence reporters you and you can obviously see the concepts of plotting for more than movies you've watched but could never be bothered or at least had the determination to carry them out all the guts to stab that will be in the back no matter how many times you have day dream how you would go about every single step you lack courage do more with the lowly basic and innocent of crimes that leads me onto

The house of the brave and noble you must be one of the most no I take that back you are the most fearful child I've ever met no confidence no real bravery unless it's a video game then you will chance up the hill and kill them all you've never really confronted anyone but your family on anything and help people to push past viewers step around you and generally take advantage

And the final house to house of the clever studious booklovers mmm hate books I see wooden mind to every last one of them being burnt and having your computer Opera web browser read you any think he felt like ( at this stage in the game is no portrait reader yet) your enthusiasm to learn magic is one of the greatest I've ever met that I can only see you learn from hearing not from reading and I don't see how you will be able to succeed in this backward society educational establishment ( the hat temporarily download the use was personality to speak to them with like out of the infinite attractive universe Harry Potter and the methods of rationality )

I can clearly left with not much of an option if you can get the tools to help you overcome your reading you'll be one learning individual if you don't get homesick weight you already come sick two minutes after on the way to the train station you can fight that could spend all your time on learning as you have no tolerance for patients for those immature children will want to do is make fun or take advantage of your them

"the house for the clever"

so off I went I sat down and had a reasonably good meal and then took for London Marathon training by having to hike 1,000,000 miles through an worst architectural design building ever conceived from most powerful of recreational drugs could have imagined panting tired and angry we finally got millions steps later come across another fantastic the magical portrait that after the first 10 minutes of seeing them in attempting to talk to them but having to keep up with the group made me become pretty used to see in this phenomena the excitement kept me semi-active like drinking Coca-Cola makes children hyper I believe I was only running on adrenaline but I was still was tired was led up to the right when we came across a dormitory where we will proudly informed that he was not brave foolish and exhibitionist house we was the sensible the wires and a modest so we had a room bedrooms/ensuite per student as it was an honour to be one of the cleverest in society the phrase " any idiot can be brave loyal or criminal but only the gifted are intelligent" everytime I heard that it made me happier I was in the house of clever people that must mean I'm clever clever clever they should ask them to get me a certificate proving it lol even if the hat had no choice so I entered a reasonably comfortable bed space for my trunk and lockable door that the prefect/teachers could open a desk basically a small bedsit my family let out

next day we was woken up by a prefect knocking on everybody's door I personally was already a week with the excitement as soon as I remembered I felt such an idiot I didn't dare to use my wand on the train but didn't have the time when we actually got on to the school grounds I took it out and inflicted carefully trying to produce anything really but I was pleased when sparkles came out I imagined hundreds of thing while click on it as a wall in weird manners but hardly anything happened tun of God while trying to flip my one in as many randomly from customers I can make it but then Tap and went downstairs to discover the head of house that wanted to meet all the new people he introduced himself tempted to explain about the school reading hours reading time reading this reading ye ye ye come on I thought how the prefects would organise evening study groups and how the house was formed basically around reading it struck me then that might have got into the wrong house then he dismissed everybody and to follow a prefect to the great Hall and then he called over my name and asked me to wait "James please come with me so I followed him to an office that had the deputy headmistress inside we sat down all three of us and she introduced ourselves to try to explain to the dwarf that I couldn't read the look on his face was priceless what he's blustered he formed McGonigle was confused on the head here in that somebody possibly even be allowed to say his house was named not be able two spell it backwards was inconceivable incredible and basically broke every known rule in the universe he could have believed existed all this was going on I looked incredibly shy embarrassed and small frightened the deputy headmistress calmed down the head of house and saw the look on my face she told me not to worry magic will be able to help out he said how she's been thinking about the idea of and on ever since she met me and she believed she had a way around it she then offered me a special self-made min portable portrait that could take a book and read it to me she then asked to see the magical dictation quills I had in my bag and put some more spell on them saying it would make it easier for the portrait to understand and said if I have any problems don't hesitate to come to both of us she said all the teachers should and the next meeting that was the next day would be fully informed as the staff arrived at the school the same time as the children and that no real preparation time could have taken place and off I went

The week's turned into months I struggle like I could reasonably friendly with people in my houses year group and hear about the famous Harry Potter who also happened to be my year escapades at first it was awkward more than awkward every teacher expecting me to be able to read and write but he quickly got used to the idea that I was special ( stupid) the other students were shocked that I couldn't read it quickly got used to the idea ( couple of months) but the months tending to more months I got into a rhythm only the first couple weeks had any real note attempted to hang around in a group but it was tricky it was the hardest to navigate the school after awhile
I particularly enjoyed transfiguration charms and magical plant life and would've been potions if it wasn't the teacher the rest I couldn't give a dam about I sat down and attempted to make a list of all potions I have a sheet of paper on my wall that has a list of all of them I know of constant communication between myself and my parents they were so happy that the school actually attempted To help me with my reading problems they were all prepared to come and collect me the next day what I loved about charms was that the teacher accepted the fact that I was going to run away to my slow typing magical quails and then submit it without really reading it and collecting all the mistakes of grammar sentences except as it was quite a basic AI and like a portrait but the practical side I loved how is above average but not really noticeable the same in the deputy headmistress's class medical plans really interested me that actually having to do a version of gardening meant that felt quite put off when he wasn't using any real interest in plants that can actually do anything useful actually fought the potato was more useful and least you could eat it and it didn't try and run away from you the evil potion class was the worst the teacher had no understanding that I could not read the board and me asking him couple of times when my confidence was built up to read it to me I was made suicide but have really liked the concept that you could so clearly part of the human body in ways that you can only dream of assets go to the library and ask the librarian for the millions time to take me to books for their subject I wanted take the lot were as many as I could carry back to my dormitory lay on my bed and have my portrait get off its lazy ass and read to me I do sleep for nine hours a day and in class from 9 to 4 so it can stop complaining when I want to read all evening long and also hope to practice and trying to make my wand do something interesting

looking back now and really think about one of the best setups are constant stream of knowledge and all my free time to practice with my wand and a quick few minutes rant to the quills for homework and question the quality with the portrait unlike the other students who had spent hours on it thing individually I could multitask and plus I didn't particularly have a clue about that time-consuming task of socialising with inbred idiots Halloween came along and I picked the biggest and meanest no just the biggest prefect to stand by while wondering why didn't the headmaster jest sealed the doors and do a head count but insist we all had to run back to our dormitories that was no less secure from a magical monster that somehow got into the thousand year old rotting Castle luckily we didn't encounter anything even after after I locked myself in my bedroom got inside my magical trunk and made it small from the inside got underneath the bed I let my guard down ordering the portrait to screen it saw anything
that was quite a sweet idea it was a TTV camera all in one it would, if anybody's been in my room and then the next day and I snuck downstairs I discovered everybody cheerfully talking about a boy who lived for the second time incapacitated a magical monster while rescueing another first-year jokes around and the criticisms of that stupid Brave house but they all had a soft spot for the boy who lived I obviously took my equal staring at the boy and wasn't impressed whenever hocus-pocus that
graced his presence when he was one years old didn't stick around specially when encountering the company kept that redheaded carrot top and fortunately it was too obvious I couldn't read and it got out it was a scandal my house was embarrassed in public and in private they were shocked to have somebody that couldn't read in a mixed and another houses and out it got even worse for a couple weeks he wasn't really my name but more of that is him caused me to become temporarily as famous as the boy who lived in the first to third years students as the boy who couldn't read and so carrot top was one of the main antagonists towards me openly discussed it on the fact that I couldn't read but kindly ignore the fact that I still knew when more than he did and that I had a lot more practice and abilities with magic but like a good bully
by default you win any argument by hitting the other person some blonde dungeon dwelling Person also joined in when the red head wasn't there while Potter did nothing other than look sorry and slightly sympathetic but wouldn't even attempted to hold him back at that point I lost any supposed hero worship  unless famous nurse I might of contained for a celebrity being among us for associating with him flying lessons was the worst I don't mind height I can climb the tallest trees. Lean out of the tallest buildings as long as I didn't really look down . I felt okay the one thing I couldn't do was freefall or not feel safe if it was relying on my own strength had a handle on all day but give me a magical broomstick scarred the  living shit out of me. I felt it was like having a swimming class there wanted me to swim backwards when every time I attended i got deeper and deeper and felt like I was drowning so I stopped,  but it was a lot harder in the environment of the class I went to a metre or two off the ground but really couldn't go any higher I felt unsafe if it was the same stars put onto pushbike car or other safe devices I could understand it but wanted me to cling onto a 1 1/2 m piece of cylinder of wood put me right off the slightest flicker and you go in a different direction the slightest hesitation and you could fall to your doom doom doom no way I moved really slowly higher but that was it the meat off the ground I could call on the steady slow speed and fell a small excitement if it wasn't for the ache between the legs nothing compared to be riding a unicycle that's right I am fully capable of learning skills because of my dyslexia some people claimed it was down to balance affected the mind so my parents purchased me for my birthday in January one week after Christmas a unicycle and I learned to ride it in the kitchen and when it got warm outside and took it outside and about myself over the next several hours I would further and further into I could easily glided out of the driveway and it was one big driveway could hold easily 9 cars
so I'm not at the person who is that skidded off juggling knives unicycles and other items that not something to suicidal as a broom stick could even appeal to me a semi-daredevil history of my magic became a nap to get over all the hike I had to do in climbing the millions of stairs ended up taking a pillow and sleeping on my schoolbag it wasn't even worth me having a copy of what the teacher was preaching the first couple times I attempted to show interest that any enthusiasm died away yes we got the memo don't trust evil green things that's why I used the Nat West not a goblin infested bank but un fortunately it seemed that the people around me needed seven more years for the message to sink in.

it took me a long time to get into the swing of things the concept that my parents wasn't there to help really affected me and like the other children I was not independent the slightest so I became quite stressed out when around others children it wasn't that I am a great lover of teachers no it was the fact that I could trust and rely on adults to at least have not that childless maliciousness of children can so easily project to other children so I didn't mind the company of most adults are kept in nearly daily communication with parents standard dictating quails and portrait reading to read responses the portrait was of a old lady and I wasn't sure how I was going to cope much longer at every opportunity she whined and she whined that she couldn't read for several hours straight and also become basically the adult in my life to one person I could always turn to for help and guidance and generally
but unfortunately when I wanted to do was learn the flame spell and see it becoming Cats on Fire so after having read me books containing  all-white needed to know on how portrait worked the way how I saw it is probably not the way how everybody else see it so basically a portrait is a photograph a magical photograph but with 1000 times more magic and effort behind it it takes a snapshot of somebody's personality as a certain point in time their intelligence( need to be tested) except and the user can willingly in print though memories to their portrait so hopefully if I get an imprint of Einstein Bill Gates and other people it would be like having them in front of me the only problem with the portrait is there not the best at learning new stuff by themselves they short-term memory is quite limited two about a week and the fact that they know they were portrayed so I went off and found McGonagall and explained that the portrait and I personality was having problems I said how the portrait was unable to maintain reading for long and that its first initial enthusiasm it showed when asked by the deputy headmistress when searching out portraits for this task it had now lost it dreads seeing me come back to my bedroom so I asked and said what I read that a portrait can be customised they are not directly photos there is a lot of distortion did she help me have a portrait commissioned that with the help of a couple of the school's professors he could be magically bound to follow my orders and also have the stamina to read all week straight McGonagall really looked like she couldn't be bothered and that she thought she easily done enough     ( by not giving me a detention and screaming every time she saw me) I said to her that I'm sure my parents would be happy to pay somebody to construct it she said she would have me come to a staff meeting where I'll be able to ask the combined knowledge of the staff to help me and so the following Monday I arrived and nervously knocked on the stuff room door and heard coming where the deputy headteacher proceeded to explain how basically I couldn't read and that she adds me a portrait reader and dictation quails several teachers looked more shocked and then she wanted to explain and so I attempted nervously in front of the whole staff that the portrait unfortunately didn't have the stamina to read everything I needed it to do and that I would like to try and have commissioned a portrait that showed a famous non-magical person who was a fantastic audio book reader and that his voice was the best to learn under and that the picture could easily be drawn so he could not get tired and would be magically bound to follow my orders and no mutiny and that I could have a mini one about the size of an IPad for class well I could have it leave it portrait and follow me lessons I explained several teachers looked interested in the project the potions master looked like he would rather turn me into a potion incoherence than even think of me the headmaster then spoke James my dear boy I'm sure the school will easily be able to accommodate your needs he smiled warmly we have had much greater personal requirements of students in the past you've got nothing to fear and so it was all taken care of and went back to my dormitory after carrying more books from the library I probably spend less time in the library than any other student I would enter speak the Liberian tools will be shocked that students wish to even willingly want to talk to her and have lead me to wear whatever subject that took my fancy and then carry as many as I could easily books back to my bedroom without even attempting to need to cover and then going back to my cataloguing every spell I would hear I would have written down on a list so basically the walls of my room contained proper manufactured lined paper that listed discoveries like posters you would find one for spell potions locations important people magical monsters ( basically all magical nonhuman thinks) magical items
and so we were forced to write on the side of the wall and so that's every time I hear a magical phrase I would have it written down after a quick meeting with my parents and I we went home home home It was very hard to return they tracked down a muggle professional famous audio book author and a couple of other different voices and stole an imprint of the personality without their knowledge then a couple hundred magical galleons later
a magical portrait firm delivered the portrait I unwrapped it and with the help of my head of house who looked really enthusiastic was instructed how to bound its will to my own and with the teachers help they stick it to the wall and dozens of other numerous helpful spells and that basically was my first couple of  month the school got used to be a tear that Ravenclaw had a member that couldn't even read the house was named Al wasn't so important about my performance in class as long as there wasn't the worst it was pleasing and I actually managed to do some stuff before others not really much to say about my year makes in Ravenclaw except that one of them is probably an illegal immigrant some Indian girl probably Magic hur  way into the country probably a good stick in spell to the bottom of a lorry and that there was something about hur  haveing a twins Gryffindor I made quite a bit attempt in exploring the school quite fun I never really went round with the others a few times I would go round in a group but I never really attached I could go from one group to another to another I felt I was a freelance and like the others who felt bound they can go off and do whatever I wanted whenever I wanted and so when I wasn't playing we my wand I was exploring the castle and seriously trying to work out or anybody could constructed something so fantastically insane I was convinced there was a pattern to some of the stairs attempting to question portraits about the history how shocked that the history lesson wasn't let's go round and talk to portraits get personal tales the only problem was when I encountered a group of other houses they were not friendly to a first-year Ravenclaw and so I slowly learned the layout of the castle my only major major wine was having potions and getting up in the middle of the night to look at some bloody stars why the hell would I want to look at some stats for yes I accepted view was pretty good set of anything I would've gotten at home but that didn't mean having to get out of bed or at least stay up until midnight just to look at them once a week and then attempt to decipher which was which who bloody cares I'm sure there must be a map of the stars and it's not like there moving anywhere soon I was quite missing year seven science English maths and whatever rubbish you have to learn in school the one thing I was glad about not attending year seven was no more PE but then who needs to add up and need to know science when a wave of you wand and you can have somebody do it for you and think he was their idea
the only couple of things of note after that was the previous Halloween mentioned panic and hearing about Harry Potter at the end of the year some people claimed by me and even my hand a portrait nearby I headed retell me everything that Harry Potter save the philosophers/ sorcerer's Stone from the defence teacher who some people claiming that Harry Potter said would be possessed by the Shade of the previous dark Lord I was livid after getting a book on it and rechecking the facts from an old cartoon I watched I thought I was right it can produce gold gold that didn't turn back into another rumpus he previously transfigured from permanent gold and immortality I was livid I was more than livid if I knew God I would have I could of and now 1 of potter  friends says the headmaster is going to have it destroyed all its already destroyed I don't know what to do a desire to never die is probably my greatest instinct greater than grieving and to be rich and think Harry Potter knew this and made no attempt to reclaim the item that was hidden in the school show to me that Harry Potter and his friends was an idiot I wonder I seriously wonder should we have gone on holiday using one of their magical teleportation spots at the Ministry and have gone on holiday to America and purchased a machine gun Idiots would not add no idea what it is and we could so easily have smuggled it back into the country and in school and then I would've gone and got part stone or just shot Harry Potter and his friends in the leg and then waited for the dark Lord to return the Stone and has he would be leaving gun him straight down I daydreamed even pay some idiotic pure blood seventh year student to put some spell on it like quiet in except ( previously before coming to school saw terminator two) but dreaming was only a dream and I have to learn everything I can about immortality now no one is theoretically possible and so I went off to the library and questioned the Liberian on not dying and her reaction was shock in she wanted to start causing the dark this because I did not want to die nobody wants to die if they have a brain one IQ higher than the dog that is got ran over and so she recommended grudgingly for me to read about alchemy but I just remembered that all the decent books had cordoned off and she keeps claiming that there something special and that I needed permission from a teacher so I went offand asked the ghost teacher do you want to die did you want to die how you know please that he foolishly died would you rather be alive than dead to you want to see me die depicts a seemingly splattered in 1 million Little pieces they don't you dont please give me permission to go steady in not die in like any way to live forever until he got to the point that I wanted to live forever he lost it started ranting and ranting how history has shown that anybody that didn't want to die became a dark Lord or something like
and started ranting about going dark and so I went off and tried to another teacher and another and another and another until I was too embarrassed to ask any more without having some cool plot in less than not wanting to see me die I got pretty good I baked I didn't want to die I started off the deputy headmistress sobbing " pelase I do want to die Please save me i am deing " she was quite angry when she discovered the most illness thing I had was ageing but when I told that they only had 70 years left and that an average life expectancy meant that living to 80 or  90 was quite an achievement and then she informed me something that made me happy that telling a man his executioner is having a baby and will be back in nine months time to do the beheading instead of dying at 80 I might if I end up being powerful live until 150 170+ and that the headmaster is 130+ years old i cheerful thanks that I had another 70 years more from the majority of the planet but she still shocked and I try to explain I do want to die and then she went all bossy every way was that kind has found in postponing death causes suffering two overs and that anything other than the philosopher's Stone and even then she was unsure how it was made was dark and that there was even a possibility that thousands might have died to make the stone
 and then it struck me they visit a national disaster or two and magically sucking all the dying people magical sacrifice complete immortality here i come

back on the train with some other nobodies and home again

Over the year I became more independent my parents could see it but the relief of serum appearance was incredible just like Christmas and Easter night out I never wanted to leave by now my parents had a pretty good system a magical item that you can point and select repair/tidy that needed regular recharging bigger on the inside stuff it was quite a surprise and they kept it as a secret holiday present we made a day trip   I was introduced to a trailer Sailer yacht my father was really excited saying how coupler wizards for a day and they should be able to do this that this and so on the modifications seemed endless and I helped put him the odd fact that could not be communicated in books or dictated letters and then a week later it was sitting outside our home our income has increased steadily the desire to just put chess and expensive £25,000 invisibility cloak and rob the bank was high but we've resisted doing too naughtily but magically painted signs that made people take our businesses over others and so on increased our income dramatically paying to have constructed semi-complicated pointless items for wizard kind as they want could do it but plenty of items that  was made to be able to produce several style types clean prepare not notice take and so on the shop was in that particular busy the usually constructed more completed items and so every now and again when they got an owl they were more than please do make one-of-a-kind magical  items

It was remarkable how much our life style was improved the idea that we had a Godlike secret over the people around us was intoxicating  knowing your car used hardly any petrol from being  ridiculously light and so on the ability to just want to sit back and show off was hard and specially when you saw how the politicians were screwing up our country but I was in my first year of school and we only had a few magical items and that we was really scared truthfully of drawing too much attention from the magical police force if they came knocking we couldn't stop them so the idea of making Tony Blair hop when we told them to was tempting but knowing magical  people knew a lot more could usefully eliminate us couple of times it even made is considering running for the hills when you saw how nasty their legal system was specially to non-magical and first generation people
the word fare and rational just would never be found in any court documents we read about the best scenario would be parents memory wiped and myself spending a long time on an island off the coast of Scotland

years 2 came we received the ridiculous schoolbook list to where we were temporarily stay in as the desire to make daily trips to the shopping centre was too contentious so we sat in the Thames in our new trailer Sailer boat and had 10 times the space the manufacturers came up with

So that they went to the alleyway and they pointed out to my parents what a celebrity looks like that happens to also be half blind with a hobble lightning bolt forehead I saw my parents were fully aware of passes every misdemeanour the end to give up the act of allowing the philosopher's Stone to be destroyed and allowing carrots top to ridicule me and so we watched from a distance  will shock as the tribe Chieftain MR carrots top jumped on someone ridiculously dressed importance matter minutes sensible orderlies more sensible person for reminding him that children have an expense not a commodity and that if you plan to have a family you better be able to finance it not freely add a dozen your plan cannot expect it to cost specially when there wasn't any think such service magical child benefit  and so we had an enjoyable 10 minutes of watching Chieftain carrot top wannabe loyalty fight to the death but before we can start taking bets on who  will be attending who funeral the BFG pulled them apart and then I showed my parents him as one

In the meantime my dad once incredibly incensed that I needed to purchase a dozen books from the closest thing to a magical  male stripper just because he announced he wanted to be a defence teacher and so we acquired them by more than orthodox procedures we quickly discovered if you pick up the magical item and  role it to the door and alarm goes off as somehow it is detected it hasn't been paid for so we dropped it into an tardis bag (bigger on the inside) and tried again while on rope and it didn't go off so we left without paying and to be sure they weren't somehow trapped we left them magically shrunk  so we activated the sick in  function and stuck it to one of the carrot top tribal  as I overheard them sane they was going to be in the alleyway until 4 PM and so we went the rest of our day shopping by in the ridiculous items we didn't already possess and then muttering and sticking command when walking past the same treble the item fell off him and we collected it and went home mean in the shopkeeper had enough time to track down the stolen property proven it wasn't that hard to steal bit more harder than normal shops but not impossible normally we would never steal but when it comes time to their books everyone needs to be burnt in a abomination two books everywhere they give books a bad name and so we retreated to our yacht that had a small bar be collected and when fully activated by me emptying all my magic into it I following the instructions from the disgusting goblins it lit up disappointingly one bar of a dozen  but at least it should give a semi-non-teleporting very mild detection shield over a 3 m radius around our yacht who needs to cover several miles with non-teleporting shielding if the loonies with sticks couldn't swim and drowned as soon as they teleported next to boat in the middle of the Thames River and so my summer was complete

A very and ridiculously painful experience but we managed to assess fully stocked me jumping off the train and spending the next few years travelling the world and our yacht they got the platform early as we discovered I could imagine the and we all sat in a compartment and I showed them the few things I could do after a year of playing with my wand in my room and then the stuff I have to do for school I parents and my sister was quite impressed and I wind and told them about what older students have done and could understand my impatience normal school ever had it so tempting it wasn't like people who graduated school could do great and wonderful things that you couldn't they just had a better understanding of the world but now I'm like magic what they graduated seventh year student could do compare to me was like a god to  dog it's  seemed the sheer power they could perform behind their spell and the fact that they could remember and easily with their stick in ridiculously complicated manners  to get incredible results it just made me consider how great the dark Lord must have been and how much the old crock pot that ran the school was hired in all secretly doing in his office like I was doing every day in my room was a shy was he not that much better than anybody else in the book made it sound then to was so much greater

Time came parents left never pointless journey on a stupid train that has to travel from London to Scotland when most of the people all teleported to the train anyway so they could just as easily teleported to London but quickly learned that wandering up and down the train was a bad mistake as once I started to wonder with my min- sunken pocket sized trunk it would be hard to then find a seat as everybody had cliques and I wasn't the most confident he casually going in and sitting down to somebody and so  attempted all the ideas I came up with over the summer

It is like calling on holiday or couple weeks without a complete and then coming back and do all the things he remembered you had to do and you dreamt about  every day that you just couldn't do it was like a fix that someone describe Magic every time I perform it had become closer and then a month or two at the best of calendars and dates but it was a long time felt like decades without it but now it's like " my precious" holding it as though it's worth £1 billion spell after spell I was on a high going so long without using it
Train ride over onto some carriages we are looking once all the ropes were floating as though they were being poured by invisible horses but then this is magic and I wouldn't write off that possibility without at least testing it and so as I went to poke to see if there was any thinking visible  where the rope was leaked  two a prefect called me back a house the same one that head of house had assigned to be more of my mental or at least the person whose job it is to make sure I " spastic of the  house" actually didn't get lost for too long and other annoying stuff at least couple of times a day she  would seek me out to make sure I was still breathing as all the prefects were  informed that when it comes down to the intelligent house they all it important and so one of them were shafted with the responsibility of making me not too much of an embarrassment  serving now and again I would deal with that person and we ended up building an okay relationship
" James don't do that you upset it and it might attack"
"What" I cried out in alarm while stepping back ridiculously quickly"
" so there's actually something where "
" it's magic as I keep telling you yes certainly it's a magical horse you can only see if you've witnessed death now getting in you want to be left behind" and some trip up the school being told by some angry invisible monsters I was planning on  flowing powder over at to see if I can see the outline as the BFG stopped me seeing the winner of the gladiator fight in the bookshop between the poorest and the richest tribe in magical Britain I found quite disappointed now actually I was petrified and invisible mindless monster one of the other prefects disappointed by my presence started telling me how it wasn't a vegetarian and all the bad science and stuff related to it at that point I wanted my young terminator as two nights ago I watched terminator two and was wondering  could I somehow persuade somebody into transfiguring me a photo of one and then chairman it to do my bidding and really really hoping to get hold of a machines gun soon I would be lazy so we would have to independently float reload track targets except except the men have hundreds of them then it made me think what the point in having magical terminator when all you need is a magical machines gun that can fly even several invisible sound less as personal bodyguards

And as I was pondering what colour to paint it a matter swept through the hall  "potter " "Car"  flying"

sunk through into my consciousness and I was all alert The people either side of me want as that important just not the people I wished to bump into my preferences were as long as I wasn't scared of you fearful or  outright put off I would sit  anywhere it wasn't like I had a buddy list and I had to only sit next to them so i  listened in rapt attention has everybody around me was discussing how Potter and the the stupidest tribal  fly a car to school the destination isn't of me the slightest just the fact that chieftain carrot top who constructed the evil and ridiculous law that banned Every one of my brilliant inventions ideas desires once and everything else that made living living actually was the one to make it fly good enough flying ship magic that it managed to cover the distance between London and Scotland even enough that  a tribal and Potter could control it the confusing gear system except except that took at least several driving lessons to get your head around they manage to at the age of 12 manage to fly to Scotland the most remarkable thing was I thought was not being shot down by the force why do we play bloody taxes if they're not going to shoot down tribals that fly car over our airspace breaking every single airline regulation even probably force a bone for seven to swerve or even crash it would've made my day if one of them fighter jets like from one of them  films I watched over the holidays should of tracked them and then BOOOOOOM  one less tribal and as the Americans would say collateral damage from the other passenger but then my hopes were lifted as people were saying they'll get expelled  for sure if they don't die after how  we saw them fly over the great  ceiling into the really cool but incredibly dangerous  magical tree that attempted to molest anybody that would knew it wanted yet thought of the idea of putting something something so dangerous in a school but then it should set a precedent when I post one of them a  mail bomb and call it a plank it sets a precedent for stupid things if they can get away with one when you consider we have another but knowing them because of my parents they would give me a nice long it takes vacation on their personal island of Scotland
Feast over
Potter live and not expelled no  surprise there he is the golden boy Jess to pretend impartiality they let the carrot top off scot-free to even the Grim Reaper could get his way to nothing was the deal
Same again we'll accept them more that it is the same even the defence teacher but and this was the but I became incredibly interested in something slightly less boring than sleeping gardening the magical plants we came across in our very first lesson was advertised to KILLLLL just by sound I wanted one and a baby version would make you fall asleep and even the person that passed herself off as a magical healer that somehow was allowed to walk in a school even though .. he probably already know and I'll leave it at that couldn't awaken you and so I became fixed but then the way we had to change their flowerpots and water them and other such evil activities dirty muddy tricky and it made me think post one of these 2  carrot top problem solved sound alone should kill him I pondered  possible to record this incredible sound that could render people un-conscious it also concerned me but if I could make the obvious connection between simple sound singing plants as weapons others could to how could I defend against it and was already there and industry way of dealing with it.
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as an example if a dozen magical cops teleported outside my home and blasted open my front door and then got hit by the singing plants would they the affected and based on the strength drop down dead or un conscious.
commonsense must state that they would probably like any attacking force have several industry standard magical shielding against year to School grade things such as singing plants but that's it there is a big .
I have already experienced when year with the mentally retarded people that pass himself off as magical Britain and let me tell you common sense was extremely lacking trees that could kill forest full of dangerous beasts headmaster that ordered you to run through a school with a wild trawl on the loose review only protection is that you've hopefully can run faster than the person next to you like the face you do not have to run faster than the bare you just have to run faster than the guy next to you
and just as dangerously allowing tribals to take root inside the school and so I determined to start a new poster called killer plants I wouldn't want it to be too obvious if it wasn't for the fact that I could not read or at least slightly getting better and so why would I need a list of posters that I was constantly having to in a language that I could read as I could not read it it could've been written in French for all it mattered to me and so my cool new ingredient magical portrait that didn't get tired and couldn't disobey me could speak and write German and so all the writing was in German and I constantly as my very first command was to have everything written in German and in real-time translate everything in English except homework and so even if the nosy prefect required of what project I was doing they could read it and I couldn't even read it as well so I fair
I found it put us on the same level and has deported could only respond to me nobody else could make it translate IT just as happily point to any word and it would read it to me and so on so the fact that it was written in a completely different language actually made no difference at all
personally I could even claim it helped me pass it saved me even attempting to read it I had so many methods to deal with the fact that I couldn't read my whole life was configured and certainly be able to read slightly better with only cause me stress and weekun my excellent setup it was a dream come true the headmaster and the staff How much they promise and a year ago helped me set up and that was it they forgot about me giving what I needed them goodbye

And so all the classes were basically the same as last year even with a change of teacher I never really noticed much difference in quality and so the term carried on our steadily improving still wishing somehow I could rig up a tv and hoping there was going to be a solution but somehow this stupid castle wouldn't make it work even the basic of electrical circuits yes seven level secondary school grade circuits 1 battery two wires and a light never even got any effect it was like magic was preventing Electric and flowing I was no scientist or electrician And truthfully didn't want to be as it sounded too contradicted and so I was stumped by parents to even the windup torch a solar powered calculator slightly started to work if they moved nearer the forest but I wasn't going anywhere near that place when I wanted to do was learn a spell that could move magic like a vacuum cleaner or  wind it was like a dust that but wouldn't get the hint is to shift it and so as long as it was in the air electric became lazy and wouldn't do its job and move down the wire

and then and then as I was coming back from a reasonably nice FREE I mean paid for in the school fees but they didn't chance any more so it felt free so basically coming back from a FREE all-you-can-eat feast and was wondering like usual how to duplicate the Halloween affects I overheard in the crowd that some really cryptic message was written on the wall and that it was a direct war declaration to anybody that was notinbred I personallydidn't really know what to think as I was trying to bring back what was previously thinking about and so when it was quickly discovered that the most evil must cut by ever had the misfortune of even finding out existed was magically screwed and was hanging upside down I couldn't really see what the problem was if it was potter and the tribal and appreciated  homework slave friend hanging upside down I would be a lot more concerned but as it was a cat I couldn't really care but it did make me feel a lots more aware of myself quite surprising was the fact that the masses were accusing Harry Potter and his band of somehow orchestrating the idea I could see how Potter would go from immortality to rampage in monster release in person and just a summer but then he did have a hard head on his head from a tree I guess but then a second best friend happened to be just like myself first generation she was quite famous in the lower years and so I couldn't imagine her being involved but unlike the bullying excused as Pankin somebody the whole school and teachers were treating this like somebody was murdered

And then I can't remember the order I believe there was a duelling class set up in the great Hall I returned mainly out of boredom I did have dozens of combat spell  on its own poster bed and the life of me I couldn't make any of the good sounding ones to work like somebody's intestines after split open with wraparound the person next to them neck and strangled them to stones with a price of one ( non-school purchased book) but for the life of me I couldn't get any volunteers and even so they looked really convert it to perform and so I attended and the outcome was I witnessed Snape instruct the blonde tribal in how to make from nothing a really nice and dangerous looking Snape when research shows producing stuff out of thin air was minimum year six and making it alive about that as well and so I was ridiculously impressed and when Potter spoke to it I wasn't really that concerned the slightest Magic all around you an insane moving Castle ghosts older students performing godlike abilities and now Harry Potter having a chat or at the least diluted enough to hissss at the snake and everybody else thought it was a big deal but then I could Hissss at snakes to and nobody thought I was all evil but then next time somebody frightened me I was just going to hisssss at them and see if the runaway

And then somebody was petrified an actual ghost and a first generation student I set comes concerned more concerned very concerned want in a bodyguard and moving to another country changing my name and sex concerned and so we look into the process of extracting me from this madhouse and it seemed the legal shit seemed endless it was like my parents couldn't remove me from supposedly being non-magical while in the meantime they were looking up ways to get me out other than by getting myself expelled but I didn't fancy losing my wand and my Magic I must admit I was quite fond of my magical wand more than I thought I would even though I knew there was hundreds sitting in a shop in London but it was concerning when reading what happened to those people who were kicked out the outset was suppressed and they were banished never to enter magical Britain ever again I didn't believe I can fly a broom stick to a notable location but have a map and have my parents and collect me as my fear of getting lost was quite high specially attempting to read signposts but before I could even get to that I wouldn't even go a couple of metres off the ground on a flying Broom they were the most dangerous form of invention ever totally unsafe walking through a forest swimming in a lake climbing over a fence to a village that would be on the lookout for runaways my option seemed very limited while in the meantime I instructed and begged ordered cried for and outright pleaded for was them to go to America by a machine gun find some stupid wizard to make it silent and weightless and minimise and post it to me and enough ammunition to massacre a tribal to even though the port key to America was expensive and the machine gun I really wanted the safety and so my dad went and enquired about going to America it was simple enough spend about £8k magical security in the Ministry of Magic and you're in America equivalent but I had the bright idea of telling him to go when they wheelchair that was magical meaning you go splat on the ground and a perfect bag to hold your weapons but that was several weeks in the process of being organised while in the meantime I attempted to stick next to older students between classrooms specially away from anybody waving green and anybody asked I would tell them my father was a wizard for sure passing I was going to do was be a target I had a nice story about my father's family seeking us out over the summer holidays and telling me my father was magical and that my present father just married my mother after I was born and that he was killed in the last war not left after I became born

Anybody who can listen I hear the fully wooded paint shop photo made photo proving it we found some bloke holding a baby and just added my mother to the side claiming that was my real father

another person was hit and another and another and it arrived a little bit more tricky than we first thought that had to persuade an American non-magical to sell to a non-American noncriminal license paperwork thingy person Made it half size so it would be much easier to use not that big boldly machine-gun the problem was the magic wasn't that permanent as the idiot they found to do it have to be an idiot somebody who wouldn't recognise a machine gun wasn't the best at it plus magic had problems quite strong problems in being applied to iron so a basic silencer spell weightlessness halfsize Scale use mode temporarily five times shelflife mini two for expansion expansion so I found the most dumbest inbred in my house over student to put a spell on it that would make it stick to my cloven and on a certain word it would and stick from it ridiculously tiny transporting state looked likely action man toy machine gun was in seconds they could grow one released but the problem was I couldn't really practice


but the actual facts were this I received a packet at night containing a gun not a machine gun as I helped put a pistol when that my father said he tested in the shooting range and I really really had to promise that I wouldn't tell anybody and I would only draw it if I felt my life was really frightened it was for nothing less no childless pattern around i instantly loved it it wasn't too heavy as I have previously lifted a old World War II gun and it was too heavy I couldn't even pointed out in front of me from the weight but this thing was as light as a toy gun and had the ability to shrink/expand a couple of times it made me feel a lot safer but I was still pension fight the magical beast in question managed to paralyse a ghost and two students in eight days several times I ordered my portrait to read me descriptions of what my posters on beasts I have collected and nothing absolutely nothing mentioned comatose people suck out your soul stamp on your breathe toxic gases turning to your worst nightmare werewolves vampires and cannot forget the worst of all the greedy despicable goblin that not one of them seemed to be able to freeze people the Dementor could easily make you body become useless by kissing you but then the headmaster would of made us attend a funeral not send them off to the medical wing but then I'll have to presume they are not insane and unfortunately when it comes down to wizards everything is possible.
under potion I had a nice growing long list books always love to reference potions mention one offhandedly here there in magical stories textbooks general knowledge would always mention offhandedly potions and never really going to do any detail and so whenever I discovered one it added to the list the only one that made any logical sense was the draft of living death something to do with making you sleep for long time but quite easily fixable and detectable the portrait said is the portrait personally thought I should emigrate at its personality was of a non-magical and I should find a sensible establishment but then I never allowed it to give much free will also I might have forgotten a couple months into the first year the teachers got sick of having to read for me so they got together and connected a strip a ruler that they made part of the portrait it would travel there so I could carry it around with me and it would read from me and the kind of localised silent shield meant you had to be within half a metre to hear it even though it was talking quite loud enough that I got it to read me stories in history when I was curled up on my pillow bag so I got used to sticking it out round corners as I wasn't that great at sticking in groups even though I was attempting to stand next to the most pure blood person about on my travels by yes and another interesting thing of note about them was as everybody left and went out to the stupid Quidditch pitch in the middle a storm I didn't really feel up to wander in the school alone so why carried on and even though I was soaked in cold wet and damp even though I was attempting to use magic to stop it when the idiots around me even though they was blessed with the godlike ability commonly named Magic
my perseverance paid off as I was starting to leave making my way out I stayed long enough to watch Harry Potter get repeatedly squashed smashed and other nice sounds from Bludger then ended It off Lockhart then removes here's bones that kept me happy four days just wondering if I could reproduce the spell on somebody's skull even after I spoke to the teacher he couldn't or wouldn't attempt to teach me show me or tell me how he did it say now is too young for such wonderfulness even though i told him how it was the best teacher in school that have probably attended the school and the fact that I would've passed the truth detector as he got away with it in Potter but still even after making his ego trip triple he wouldn't help he had multiple excuses and then the next day later guess uuuuuu another victim Colin Creevey I was really really upset I could feel the tears come out of my eyes when I heard the news the absolute furore made me so angry I nearly got out my gun you might be surprised that I was so caught down the upset that Harry Potter personal stalker couldn't fulfil his duty even though I placed an anonymous order of photos of Harry Potter that he was attending to fulfil by taking photographs of what did absolutely everything eating sleeping shting you name it i Creevey was doing a marvellous job in photography in it he would jump out and snap snap snap with his new improved camera and enough film that every day of the year he became Harry Potter's worst nightmare here be woken up by him in the morning to a nice big flash going off and so I was upset I was more than upset the bad luck I was having this year was increasing daily I gave him newspaper journalist books on how to hunt down celebrities I was upset he never had the makings of the ones that finished off Diana but then I think you need more than one of him to chase potter down the stairs and break his neck but not from a lack of trying will promise of 100 galleons for a  naked Harry Potter photo he was on the game it wasn't I wanted to see Harry Potter make it isn't just the fact that they want to paint it on the great Hall ceiling somehow certainly wasn't going to pay him  it but he didn't know I even persuaded him to get a couple of his friends to join in by  now he out of action I was left with a nightmare thought that Harry Potter could go an entire day without being paranoid he was going to be surprised photo specially when he sits down on the toilet

You might personally wonder why I dislike Harry Potter so much why I've taken a personal interest in him and the answer is simple he obviously can easily control his pet tribal but doesn't bother to turn it off and allows it to run wild and when it encounters people such as myself it causes terrible reactions it is like magic way he can still clearly put together idiotic comments and for them to come out ridiculously cleverly hurtful towards me and others that don't meet his preconceived tribal views you might say why and they have asked him I considered the answer is simple you tell the dog you turn off its handler and not having it put down if he knows it public danger to everybody around it but unfortunately Harry Potter hasn't got the memo to push weaselly down the stairs for public safety and smother him in the middle of the night feed him to a three headed dog tying him to a tree in the forbidden Forest and other incredible gift to humanity that should easily win him a noble quiz prize and don't get me started on now it's got me reminding and I can't forget it now
Harry Potter if the precise reason why I am going to die there I said it reporter has caused my death that's why I'm still alive he will ask then you are an idiot because everybody around this is die and want Harry Potter had the chance to save me and then the rest of humanity he chose the most evil as crime in existence he has condemned the human race to a never ending cruel fate of being taunted every second that you will die have an entire society screwed over the actions of Harry Potter you might claim it wasn't his choice the headmaster took it out of him when he was unconscious hahaha proves my point more Harry Potter's incompetence allowed himself to be walked over it could have so easily have stolen it today before the hundreds of other such possibilities that list is endless that doesn't result in the stone no longer exist in she has swallowed the bloody thing that would have stopped the headmaster destroying it shoved it down his throat and have enjoyed the process by and the side-effect is that global economy would have been screwed but then i  wanted a gold toilet seat and then I went home for Christmas and the reasons to go back didn't seem to be any I was barely learning from the teachers the light is attitude of copying notes could have been written in French for all that mattered he updated teaching methods but then in practical lessons periods I was too an above-average as I didn't really piece about outside of classrooms I was too busy playing with interest in magic I learnt BASIC is the word that you have to start somewhere combat spells they will cause minor jinxes trip somebody up stinging except and had good fun throwing them at walls in empty classrooms constantly tiring myself out and like other students I probably had about twice as much effort in to retain the knowledge have in the portrait prepaid the silly spile incantation over and over and over while doing it this way would pronounce it correctly as I wasn't the best in pronouncing my word my school work I never really cared about truthfully the odds spell came up now and againn that would catch my attention but in general I could care less I sat down and attempted to learn the spell to satisfy the teachers to the bare minimum homework literally even with the portrait writing everything I said it couldn't have my attention every time I would go to the library that enormous huge library of ideas wanted to run up and down the shelves with Tesco's trolley gallantly a lot I have an even walked down most of the alleyways it was usually speaks a librarian grab a dozen books in the area she pointed out and after my room again so much more interesting stuff every new book had hundreds of new ideas not that idiotic boring classroom stuff but actual true magic stuff I couldn't yet even begin to attempt a walkout magical construction magical items making new spell except kept me daydreaming all day long and attempting to learn actual useful spell
" turn a match into a pin" uuu I am petrified of needles last thing I would do willingly make something like that sharp pointy objects no no mind control and a lion certainly yes have it as a fighting horse

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My family and myself didn't want me to return to school  knowing there was a magical beast on the loose with a growing tally of victims being Petrified 2 humans 1 ghost and 1cat and despite my efforts it wouldn't have been that hard to discover that there was a good chance I was a first-generation magical I must admit the excitement of running around at Castle and exploring all the hidden passageways ran out 2 to 3 months in and then it became just boring having to walk hundreds of miles to your next class and not one magical elevator in the whole god dam building plus it's been cold Scotland in a cold damp draughty castle no electric no parents no computer games countered by every time I got an effect out of my wand the thrill and the excitement was contagious even after a year I enjoyed the intoxicating thrill of being in the elite few who penned the laws of nature to my will
what we wanted to do was simple get on our yacht teleport the whole craft to the Caribbean Australia somewhere hot and nice and not look back my emboldening local magical school and live our life out away from the biased magical UK society evidence shown that magical you'll wasn't much different to Britain not much was known about America and with teleportation we couldn't expect the culture to be much different on the other side of the planet it made the world look a lot idea if you could just pop to another country and back as easy as going upstairs ( not included the ridiculous fees and taxes the Ministry of Magic in forced on those who weren't the super elite to use it to be forced to use Ministry approved international port-key was such an-convenience and then you'd go through that other countries customs except that our biggest concern was magical law my parents were never my magical Guardian headmaster at bumbling idiot is automatically given magical guardianship of every first-generation until they became 17 and without his consent and family and I couldn't leave Hogwarts  without becoming fugitives and not able to perform and maintain the commentated non-tracking shielding over myself and my parents would mean it would be impossible to hide as they could so easily track me the books as when they post on how they catch criminals we could purchase ward stones from the goblins that they were bloody expensive than really really decent ones and every time one of them would need to be installed hundreds of magical paperwork would need to be completed registered in the property with the government the occupiers except so defeated the point they had a pretty good setup have several hundred listed magical homes
several magical public areas such as Diagon Alley and all they had to do was see if Magic beyond a certain level was performed anywhere else in the country and go and investigate simple the book stated and if it comes from an underage Person wand it would immediately flag up
The system wasn't full proof certainly wasn't that it kept the majority of madrigals in line  so after a frantic Christmas of every one of us and the portrait searching for a way a loophole that I could leave the school we even sent a letter to the headmaster saying I wished to leave and
 then less have a day later the deputy headmistress popped outside our home in Wales after we get to in she sat down on a magically conjured and wanted to know what was the problem wasn't I
cope in was something wrong could I need more help or some think and so my parents grudgingly said I was just keeping my head up and not drowning but not from a lot of splashing and effort the amount of hours
 I spent learning magic and the sheer thrill I got out of it but then that was it but the attacks they didn't feel and didn't want me to return with the attacks happened in the

went all ancient wizard mysterious and I know better than you voice and started saying yes
it was great incident but is she started listing loads of stuff they were doing to prevent it all new security no student allowed to walk by themselves must be accompanied by a teacher between classes except etc and it she kept  list down stuff it count myself and my parents down a lot we then spent the next 20 minutes discussing my education and how the school could best cope I mentioned shyly a few problems I was having and she said she would look into it we thanked her for coming and that if security was as good as the school promised I would be certainly be returning still pretending we didn't know we knew the laws regarding it and she didn't say or do anything that she could threaten quite rightly that we couldn't take away luckily that was never discussed or even hinted at it was like I didn't exist and she pretended my parents had full control and so I end my parents felt a lot more comfortable in saying goodbye at the train platform over silly first-generation students such as Potter's friend the cleverest student in our year was under the impression that parents couldn't pass through the magic barrier and that we saw them saying goodbye is outside while myself and my parents just pushed past and casually walk straight through while holding hands with a magical it works you cannot have simple workers painting the barrier and going through it wasn't a hologram who has actual solid brick that allowed anything magical or touching magic to go through certainly we have spoken its impossible any close circuit community Castle environment in over a year to have not speak unto every person in the New Year at least once or at least excuse me or out of the way if you happen to live in a smelly denims and so she was never directly Ruud but there was a level of superiority and confidence I lacked and so we never said more than a dozen words one another sure she knew my face as we shared the same class now and again and so when I walked past with my parents I was looking quite smug and then she tried I presume or at least her parents got the hint and seeing how myself and my parents did not the slightest bit magical my parents spoke very friendly to her parents as we went past giggling about the school while Permian looked quite uncomfortable and she wouldn't associate with me until I realised their parents wonder the impress me couldn't go on it made me so smug we gave it 30 seconds another 20 and then I stuck my head back up the barrier just my head I thought it would look funny and said shyly is everything all right you can get through all write can u while my dad stood to set out next to me and was laughing saying how this was so much fun justice had in mind it freaked out her mean and appearance or moment make them jump in and they said we can enter we are muggle and dad said I'm obviously one to just hold onto a magical and you can pass the then record of heads back out and started giggling that new the stories I said about the supposed cleverness student being with the two stupidest in a moment later appearance came through seeming quite upset with his daughter for not knowing and being shocked at the platform my dad spoke for a minute more discovering they were dentists saying he was from a qualified accountant while I waited around basking in the posts of my parents until the last moments as the Sts started to scream I got on Hermione left 10 minutes earlier curry in her trunk in the question was asked where's my and I showed them quite proudly how we got the shopkeeper to enchanted so it could swing and grow a 30 times before needing to be recharged and so it was in my pocket as well as our car we wasn't going to pay London Parking fees nobody noticed it sunk slinking either not notice me on it only anybody knowing what to look for wood she it they were quite disappointed they didn't know and dad started talking about all the back alleys and many small shops that could make hundreds of custom items could put spell on anything that half our home was filled to the brim of magical items Hermione parents were shocked two our phone number and said that be in contact as criticising and discussing magical stuff from non-magical view was just the company they wanted no tribals gladiator fights in the middle of the shopping Ali again they wanted to speak to normal sensible clever people and middle-class at the minimum my dad was telling them how he's got this screwdriver he points out that something and it fixes it DIY king mum was saying how she's got this cleaning utensil when she says clean clean clean it vanishes all the dust and makes everything is shiny in the room they were more than shocked and my mother who really good socialising organiser mentioned  the idea the opening they first generation parents group that they could all get together and discuss problems and solutions and they were hooked and saw my mother was going to go off with them and arranged it while both females went off and looked for other first-generation mothers
because we got the platform are good 35 minutes early and 10 minutes with the Hermione parents and me feeling comfortable around Hermione and by parents at slip about my disability and how the school was really talking and if it wasn't for my initiative there would have been able to attend school reading portraits writing tools that wrote whatever I said had Hermione before she went off looking quite uncomfortable and embarrassed never really appreciated that it was dyslexia not stupidity like a certain tribals bodyguards and so are not back-to-school

And in our every couple of days correspondence I discovered that all the wizards teleported home from the platform the only ones who are left will first generation and if you have blood and so it was easy for my mother and the Mrs dentist two spot the first-generation parents and with my mother's incredible skill at socialising and organising she got together a group of mothers phone numbers who all seemed quite mystified and out of place by all of this magical and they planned to not allow their children to being represented and then over the corresponding couple weeks my sister they put up a simple Internet forum with all the parents could access and using one of the promotional free websites ordered a couple hundred free business cards with chicory first-generation multiple phrases Hogwarts written all over it and the website and how to login details the company was highly amused but didn't believe a word and so the secret was safe they were planning on handing them out next when all the families went to train platform and getting all the first-generation parents to join


my personal experience of the world was less from a middle-class perspective we live in a quiet village outside a crime ridden city in our village it was incredibly more secure it wasn't we had great locks or fences it was just a wasn't needed we could so easily neat stuff in the garden for weeks and forget about it yes the high treason and the high fences helped but we won't security minded people we didn't have a burglar alarm just as household insurance we had locked the front door unless we went to bed or out and mainly our house was so big somebody could enter and we wouldn't know  we were incredibly open and naive and lazy regarding security yes when we went to our several letting properties in the centre of the city we were a lot more security conscious that was only ever a temporary measure and so when we was introduced to magic we were shown a quite peaceful community of people that could do supernatural feats magical laws and are they teleporting police that we didn't see on the first dozen visits made the experience feel like being in England countryside village couple hundred years ago carefully and not crime infested we certainly came across the odd magical security packets or 2 like when you flick through to DIY catalogues and take note of different locks and know you never install that expensive or that average price lock only in till the chamber of secrets happened and students were dropping down and started to become very much security conscious regarding magic yes we will wear of the concept of teleporting humans and was quite concerned that the problems seem easy to ignore and overlook with more exciting thinks it wasn't like one was popping outside our home everyday and using it as a shortcut cut then we would certainly put up dozens of teleporting shield in and spend the money but and this is the but we must not wealthy we was not rich will above-average nice home several properties and a couple of businesses that were being benefited by magic and lifestyle became a lot more lazy and a nice yacht we purchased and every time we needed to spend more than 50 quid on a magical accessory it was painful very painful super duper painful with the Hope that in just a couple of years I could hopefully do it for free state our hand but still the chamber of secrets was a wake-up call long overdue I'd always imagined how I would have my top-secret bunker with millions of secret traps for more than movies I've watched action packed mayhem was contagious but as soon as you walked away from the tv  and a couple of days of daydreaming it never seemed realistic spending tens of thousands of pounds in digging a hole in the middle of your house and filling it with concrete and secret corridors except but then I was a child still been able to dream and with magical things happening around me on a daily basis I was not able to grow up it was like I was stuck in a cartoon and specially with my sister wanting me to duplicate everything we saw on the telly and myself wanting to hit myself every time from not knowing and planning on somehow walking out the mysteries of God  in 10 easy non-readable steps

But like myself and my family we wouldn't just buy an item without researching it finding it cheaper somewhere else debating do we really need it and so on my mother would just casually buy stuff like myself and my father would have to spend weeks pondering and in the end change our mind we was incredibly tight the idea that magic was there and all it needed was several thousand pounds was tempting remortgages helped her businesses was grow in but the desire to purchase a magical invisibility cloak and 20,000 from a second-hand use shop and go rob the local bank kept us all up at night but I was incredibly pleased when something came important comes up we move quickly and so are quite expensive pistol with magic on it was given to me a 12-year-old there was a fear for my mum that I would put myself accidentally shoot myself or the newest tribal we found a magical contract book my dad did basically I wasn't going to have a portrait leave that to me there is just certain stuff you have to skim through and it's hard to get full portrait can not read the boring parts but hopefully it's learning and so the condition was I could only keep the gun if I signed on purchased cobbling paper a basic simple contract my dad constructed that said I will only use the gun if I feel my life is in danger extreme danger that also includes getting it out and waving it about or threaten every bully I come across ( everybody but the teachers) the punishment was simple nothing painful or  truly long-lasting just my parents copy would react and when I get home I better have good explanation unless I wasn't sitting in jail for mass murder all 500 students but then I did fantasise a lot and so I went back to school where we played with the new security measures and I was dedicating most of my time in considering magical security before I happily spent any time that somebody with nothing else to do and the talking portrait that only you can hear sat on your shoulder read every hour he wasn't asleep accomplished more than a dentists daughter could but then she could probably remember it it still piss new write-off the portrait can jest read every book in the library and then whenever I need to know he just tells me that no no no that would be evil magic I am told that blackest of the darkest art to capture somebody's spirit soul so greatly and storage inside an object was unacceptable and putting up with a dumb senile portrait that had a memory span of less than three days wasn't it couldn't grow it was the same as when I first got it asking it did we do my homework from a week ago I mean it do my homework it could never lead even remember how is convinced it was a long bottom and in them perfect books that would fix it right up and never have to remember a thing again was stored in the great mystery in the darkest of the dark books Hiding away in the forbidden section of the library every time I would go near it somehow that stupid Liberian ( only stupid because she wouldn't let me go when they're actually quite helpful if you cannot read) with pop-up and see how she could help she properly found it an insult I could like books so much when I couldn't even read the cover was specially decipher the incredible mysteries and power locked inside every one of them I could get my portrait to quietly read to myself boring books and if it detected anything that he felt was interesting it could shout out and it's non-magical personality was like myself in discovering cool magic and that I didn't have to hear most of the boring crap but then as its memory only last week it constantly was getting excited it couldn't get the hint it learnt what a stupid portrait was in the first week and that every time a book referenced it it would sound like it discovered the winning lottery ticket until it would go to the second paints and realised by Portland are shit

I quickly got the memo that there was certain stuff you don't discuss in front of any other living or dead magical "immortality and other cool stuff the stupid fools will constantly trying to weaken themselves at every opportunity labelling any think decent dark and evil and no more can be discussed and disgusted looksfrom the rest of the children and so when I attempted on several occasions to discover the most controversial book I could get my hands on I didn't talk to the Liberian as they previously had a bit of a discussion about any more prying into that and she will start calling me dark wizard so why had certainly ask passers-by and try and hold up my ruler it wasn't the best eyesight but it could help me find my way to them they weren't that informative they gave me more of the effects and the result and how evil it is to consider performing them A culturally considered biased view on it they kept on claiming evil evil evil evil and evil improvement magic was still listed the same stuff to make you stronger permanent stuff sacrifice and all that sand and fun stuff wondering how you would nail down a tribal while you offered it to some god for power but they only ever really discussed it never really showed how they would mention a couple hundred pound temporarily improvement measures and their side-effects there was this one potion that would improve your awareness that lasted four hours and any more than two-week and it would make ill as an example nothing permanent and that gets me started on potions I considered as a laugh to try out an ageing potion to see how it would be or how I would look when I was older or younger my dad/mum wanted some as well but God no shop officially sold it it seemed the Ministry had lists of potions that were restricted only a few dozen variants of every industry were permitted and even then barely it was like they wanted you to make it yourself he wasn't sure if that was the Ministry or some marketing ploy and so a few brochures black-and-white handwritten magically duplicated crap basically from the couple of ingredient shops we priced at how much fun sound and potions would cost and no one less than 50 quid the magical economy was way more expensive than the wages was higher hire it was just the exchange rate that was killer and probably the most coolest sounding one liquid luck Hadley mentioned only came across it in a story and then went looking and found it and take it and you become extremely lucky testimonies was incredible we knew if we could safely make it winning the lottery would be a possibility not dream but o no


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I became hooked I slow down so much on other magic it was more of a fear the mood swept through the school nobody wanted to be attacked and so I spent several hours every day processing fee for combat magic we quickly myself and portrait realise I would still have to practice the stupid basic pointless never use in combat spell so i would get the swing of things the portrait chipped up while I was repeatedly firing the simple Disarming Spell "Expelliarmus" "Expelliarmus" "Expelliarmus" usually I felt real enjoyment excitement and high when performing any type of wand Magic but this particular spell made me feel sick I felt it was as useful as for when someone your hat in combat the book stated it could easily be blocked with minimal effort and all it did was make your opponent drop any weapon if you wanted to take somebody alive you would just paralyse them not allow them to not allow them to run away or let them then bend down and pick up they weapon then the portrait mentioned a more cooler disable spell mentioned in it was highly used a magical industry as the most powerful and nonlethal handful spell people can easily cast and a favourite of magical police force when capturing people I became excited and wanted to practice it even though all it would do is make your opponent fall asleep and you have to start somewhere I wanted to find a spell that would make your enemy's intestines wrapped around their throat and strangle them and then their friends but you had to master the basics first and so with the portraits help I got the gist of the wand motions down not perfect or smooth but close playing with the wand nearly every hour you're awake full year and a half you become quite efficient at moving it still couldn't master spin on it in my hand as acrobatics do about getting close and so the greatest trouble was focused and pushing through the right amount of magic when I started and a couple of attempts in I was willing to just jump in and sit down four hours and process the instructions I just like picking up a controller and personal buttons until I get an effect not patient so for failed attempts in when  my portrait mentioned the very simple to use "Ennervate" that would quickly reverse the sleep affect and mentioned the reverse spell could even be performed by a first-year student the book mentioned and when you have more than one opponent you would be a complete and that idiot to use it as anybody with an IQ higher than one and use it on their friend if they happen to be knocked down by a stupid opponent happened to foolishly use a stunner pretty effective against single combatants and then it struck me and portrait complete at the same time as we recently finished a letter to and from my parents discussing single use magic spell items it was fresh in our mind "simple" I called out we just pay at shop to place a Ennervate Spell on any scheme contact item with a possible detecting spell and when hit by a stunner it would weaken you a second later or even while being hit and not feeling the effects of God the thrill of discovering something so godforsaken obvious that no one else has everybody knows wizards and stupid " I never really considered myself to be a wizard's" I always saw myself as an outsider that a technical quirk meant I had access to imagine but still kept my faculties and so I sent off immediate methods from my parents to consider my discovery and hopefully send me something that I can easily wear that contain that contained that item but then it wasn't like the monster victims could be Ennervate and So my brilliant discovery will probably have to be put on hold but we got the idea and the portrait was excited as well and wanted to start making lists of reverse magical facts and seeing how many we could get onto one item every child bully spell can commonly be hit with in the corridors of the school and so on all the way up to the most nasty spell all had reversible spell only the famed three unforgivable spell were and reversible but then a blast/cutting spell to the face/net should permanently kill and they are not reversible I mean the more long-lasting magical effects could it be possible to have an item that contained several hundred reversal spell and intelligence to know when to deploy the Cure

oh yes and before I forget I witnessed Harry Potter enter a the ladies toilets while I was making my ghost survey I approached and witnessed them soon after leave the whole gang of three and it sounded like they were doing something interesting in their and so I went in and had a look and discovered charmed behind hidden away behind an annoying ghost a nearly complete potion I had no clue what it was all I knew it looked compensated from the scrap and wasted materials surrounding it I really wondered what it was and wanted to find out so i quietly left and next time I was in the area a day later I went in and with a vile got a flask of it the day before I came home on the express also leaving a note that said interesting potion you've got here at ape we don't mind but I've taken a sample


"my memory wasn't the best so I've probably got a few of the facts not in order so basically what has been written here in the top-secret journal of the great and wonderful and fantastic and magnificent ruler Lord James personal diary made just in case the impossible happens and I happen to die a descendant of a clone will be able to appreciate my conquest of magical Britain"

due to the website/forum my sister was running and with quite a few first-generation parents discussing anything magic related number there was no secret about the attacks and several parents expression they desire for the child to come home for Christmas and so an upset Hermione came on the train with us and not able to try out the potion she spent so long working on I couldn't work out what it wants swipe posted it to my family and forgot all about it while I was doing as anybody would do if they had a wand use Magic at every opportunity And even many who shouldn't all because Magic was exciting to use probably my most used spell was levitating yes the same style a tribe we used to take on a troll why should I need to lift any item if I can make it float no more heavy stuff or even light stuff

I was quite pleased January had no attacks and nothing really particularly interesting Lockhart's Valentine's Day in in February made my day potter must have received 7 personal greeting from myself cast 15 Quinnsworth but I  got my money's worth seeing his face expressing singing Valentines I made up some really really silly on the spot poems that just rind even one one of them claim undying love from a tribal who shares the same dormitory that was a classic but he didn't bring himself to suicide even though at least once an hour he would receive one
then anything happened for a good couple of months it was like the beast died but no body claimed credit not even Potter even though everybody would have put it down to him not feeding it one day as they all believed it was Potter's monster " can't you see the jealousy" I really want a monster but no everybody else to think Potter has won

and then just as the school was settling down a stupid flying sport to place the Gryffindor vs Hufflepuff I could have stayed in explore the castle in more quiet but then being all alone seemed a stereotypical way to be ambushed and so I made my way down to the stadium and sucked in the excitement of the crowd and particularly couldn't do it down on what was in the sky and less it was a fighter pilot trying to shoot them down where hast a cold chilly 20 minute walk was for nothing as soon as we arrived at tempted to get good seats the deputy headmistress told us all to go back inside a dangerous castle not outside in a safe stadium just because I presume from the rumours and another person was attacked and then our settlement or mentally when annoying sound came to the whole school dignity headmistresses voice could destroy anybody's daydream while they were lying back on their bed with a wand in one hand and wondering what name and give a superduper based and wondering which tribal to feed it first the incredibly wealthy or poor 1 when the deputy headmistress said go back to your Common room and then a prefect came in and told me to go downstairs where we were told by the head of house the school would be closeding and we'll all be sent back home early the next day house the youngest tribal was taken into the lead chamber of secrets I was happy and disappointed and easy legitimate way to get around the law in leaving permanently or so with the side effect or possibly not been able to do magic over again so I called out loudly but shyly so does that mean we can do magic at home then as we cannot be expelled might be worth the school closed in just to do magic at home with the teacher and the rest of the students looked like at that question as I pronounced I was the attacker " James I don't know he said I'd have to look it up but then he went all snooty by the fact he cannot tolerate me anywhere near this house specially been allowed to get past the stupid quiz portrait  but just to be safe just pretend like you don't have wand when not at school so I shouted back so the several thousand pounds by parents spent sending me here he's useless then I've waited two years of my life as I am unable to ever use what I've learned then by now a lot of the first-generation students all around got the hint and a couple of fourth fifth and six years students started to look angry so I've waited two years of my life then I better be getting a refund I demanded I said it's not like these any other English speaking magical schools is there that would accept us all
" don't worry" the stupid teacher there one in America are sure and there's probably some in other English-speaking countries I ways i called back have you seen how much and portkey cost several thousand pounds a trip and make that four trips would bankrupt anybody  so you are telling us that there is no other magical British School Ministry of Magic isn't providing any alternatives if we don't pass owl we will never be allowed even if it becomes 17 to perform magic and so after my outburst the room became quite heated and debates appeared the teacher madeseveral dozen seats and had an evening of debating when I went back to being shy thinking should I start looting the school if it was closing nobody would miss a painting or two a suit of armour a dozen house Elf whenever they are read about them somewhere and so on and don't forget the restricted section of the library and an incredible valuable beast that can kill ghosts although the close to

and then several hours in the evening word came that the weaselly girl was not dead and the school was not close and that the relief was overwhelming and they wanted us to all called to the grate hall and have a feast with everybody claiming Potter killed it a giant snake and rescued the little girl I was livid god parter takes everything for me first immortality now an enormous snake a huge power thousands-year-old snake I'm having the worst possible luck never even eat him and some evil dark magical item possessed the youngest tribal and was controlling her all four a diary a memory I overheard a memory of a school aged dark Lord preserved for 50 years in a diary I was livid so this dark Lord managed to make his own portrait book that could still do his bidding and the controller people I was jealous and still had a spare beast inside his worst enemies school it showed to me the sheer power he had if he could so easily ignore something as powerful as that monster in the last magical civil war 11 years ago I had no portrait taken note of everything it could hear a pointed in the direction of Potter's lot and wist somehow I new some  James Bond spy gadget type magic I would love to bug Potter probably something to do with that potion

then I came home where I discovered how great the website was Hogwarts.com a standard user name and password and you in I was quite impressed on how popular the site was all the parents discussing meant the dentist daughter couldn't mislead her parents and was forced to tell them the whole truth or at least more than she would have wanted to do about the activities with Potter group for several weeks my sister systematically photographed every single page of the daily profit newspaper and uploaded it before 10 o'clock that it became a chore painful to do and so it was that the parents all chipped in many from the side a yearly subscription of £100 each and there was a fear the Ministry of Magic would get wind of the website and attempt to shut it down by teleporting mind wiping and controlling and a lot of threatening and so we devised all the parents to be very careful if they showed the child the website and truthfully it was for parents the majority treated it as an adult only website and they wouldn't want their children on there that the paper was easily available password Hogwarts on dailyProphet.com most of it was anonymous online usernames we did mention and had a quiet a Long topic about security and the conclusion was that it is your choice to mention any child by name in open forum but you're welcome to have an anonymous user name and not your real name get-togethers on every train trip and attempts to give business cards advertising website to other first-generation parents I fully filled in a slight stuff you can not communicate from daily mailing one another they are just certain stuff you can not get in or out of a letter dad believed he has found a possible instant message communication a book they will likely one of them and it appears in the other vice versa like instant text messages my parents liked my security invention and so on we had a quick look in the alleyway before heading home the drive from Newport Wales to London was long and so we stayed overnight in the yacht and had a day in the shopping alley as fighting and killing a giant snake that can kill with a glance was still fresh on my mind I came across in the back alliance a secondary located shop a more travel destination shop don't need walking traffic past you needed you seek them out and we had an enjoyable 20 minute amusement looking through the window and a couple of minutes inside at the really expensive dragon hide armour a full set would set you back several thousand pounds there is a understanding if you don't feel threatened and quite happy and in the low crime rate area you spend less on security than if you lived in the middle of Europe in World War II so with that logic we found it hard extremely hard to find an excuse to spend several thousand pounds of hard earned money on top quality dragon hide armour it wasn't like I was going to war you don't see people wearing £2000 bullet-proof vests just to go to the local Tesco's in Britain but you might in the Middle East other than one giant snake the crime rate was quite low mainly probably due to me still being in my second year the calm before the storm take from that which you will I attract trouble or I am the trouble but the one thing my parents could appreciate was buying £400 worth of anti-teleporting shield rocks and placed them round our property if we put them all around one it would be nearly impossible for a powerful wizard to teleport through it that if we laid out over our ground and house them it should hopefully keep out the average teleporting wizard a more powerful user could smarts a whole when teleport through them but it would make the process quite uncomfortable and even painful for the person trying it and also everybody under the shield in area would feel the effects so we had set up a basic level enough that any polite wizard of power would feel it and land in the closest spot outside the area was the plan and from now no beer traps swamps were electrified water waiting for them yet but we still reserve the right to increase the security even though every penny spent was painful

" mass murder serious black has escaped"

All across the headlines the forum went mad to suppose it superduper terrible prison had an extremely somebody who is noted for killing 13 people the type who spoke on the form and they were all concerned we posted a couple of articles on security but stated our view at present he doesn't seem to be sickly after any of us we didn't write as an authority voice just another user and everybody commenting people like the idea that he wanted to kill magical more not them and the fact he had nothing really to gain by attacking them when it would be so much easier to just take the newest and magical life then a few days later somebody posted they saw Potter when they visit the shopping Ali and then somebody else and somebody else and it was concluded he was staying in the pub for the remainder of the summer while this was going on I was having a long debate with my parents about my portrait I explain to them how powerful it was an even now it was reading the stuff from Scotland from a heavily shielded Castle Howard can still read to me I was unable to bring it home as it was to stuff into the room wall and in all the excitement it was a bit awkward for me to get a teacher to remove it the portrait photography shop was a regular visit and I wanted quite demanding I needed more spirits inside my portrait more famous personalities Richard Branson Einstein Queen you name it the top hundred richest list all of them people giving you advice how could you go wrong if the magic that made it forced their obedience that there was something fun and pretty quickly on  when a wizard was involved in having a portrait made of himself they would put they wand to their forehead pullout memories and inserted into there portrait and fortunately the process the teacher is used to snap a good sounding voice for my portrait basically grabbed the person's personality and a couple of percent of their memories more a snatch and grab a really wanted to attach a magical hoover and suck out all the memories and put it in the portrait shopkeeper looked quite uncomfortable not totally outraged as they were only muggles after all that more how to do it it was never really considered before why would anybody want a portrait of a muggle it was ludicrous  but no one he could receive gold quite a bit to be honest if he could help grab me a couple more and as he was the one who made the one that I left in the school he made it that I could connect it into it when I went back and that I mentioned I would like to travel to other portraits not the school one but more than my portrait ruler he said that was easy something to do with joining something then I mentioned how small comic portrait to be made a meant could you make a full-size portrait then minimises and it would still here fine and be able to relay if so I would like a dozen stamps portraits with the person inside able to write down everything he hears onto a portrait book and then hand it to an aide who would then bring it to the main portrait speaker and haven't read it and vice versa the guy personally enjoyed the challenges he was quite an exciting little man who enjoyed his hobby and opened a shop to be able to just fund more of his hobby just like them fishing /model railway shops not really in it for the money but more for the enjoyment he said each one might take up to a couple months he will see we thank him and will wait is owl we spent a couple weeks in our home couple weeks in our yacht( River Thames) and a couple weeks on holiday the yacht was a perfect and fantastically comfortable way to live like a perfect holiday home just a few minutes from the shopping alley and so we usually spend the last couple weeks of the holidays there to drive from London to Wales was stupid simple not notice me spell meant that expensive London boating feeds didn't exist nobody would run into the boat they were just not take any pacific attention they would find it hard to focus on it it would look completely average unless it was pointed out ( this feature could be turned on and off) as it is quite nice to have people Meyer your yacht we could still maintain the forum as we had the net bitter disappointment when we saw the tribals win money but then the fool's spent it all on a stupid holiday to Egypt's 7 Portkey weren't cheap it was quite obvious why they were so poor as soon as they had any money they would spend it minus discovering condom
my dad came across in a purchased book the luck potion we became quite excited and 47 seconds until it was mentioned it was one of the most commentated to make and the slightest mistake would turn the concoction deadly not include it would cost at least 500 quids worth of tricky to get hold of magical ingredients the backlog meant going away a couple months with a really really good stuff they were that busy I haven't heard of battery farming magical ingredients the problem with it was how sure are you of getting it right and if it's a mistake and you think it's the same shade and colour stated in the book  your lock would run out and you would keel over dead from poison my parents knew I at least once a week would have a potions lesson they knew I found it very hard to settle around the teacher my nerves were on Ed's and after two years and more than 80 lessons I found semiconscious in not poisoning myself in basic concoctions but I did like and a semi-confident in how to make it explode due to the teachers refusal to read the board and my portrait being used in class meant after the seventh consistent explosion in his direction he grudgingly allowed me to spend a minute in front of the board with my portrait reading anybody who came to a close and entered the silencing shield ( 1 m squared) would hear it but he will show his distaste towards me every second I stood in front of his desk but my portrait kept me confident enough not to hide under the desk and really consider picking up my gun I treated it like my parent but at least one that followed orders without hesitation I used it as the adult in my life is its judgement I seek before the slightest of tasks it sat on my shoulder quite proudly stuck there even after 90 lessons I didn't feel safe in drinking the results of anything I have made at least three times so the luck potion ingredients was ordered and I was going start practising steps forward find several books discussing it

My parents could understand the way I felt about Potter and his group it being two years now and he's found the legendary chamber of secrets immortality and gold stone and so on and over exciting and life threatening events and it didn't seem the slightest in slowing down and it would be a wise investment to piggyback the events from a safe controlled distance and only when the coast was clear start looting everything inside and so I was given the blessing to try a James Bond style spying event operation are received two days before the end of the holidays and initial three portrait stamps with a work activated sticking spell ( unicycle) the portrait had a blind on it so it wouldn't look like a portrait if it was examined and then I bumped into Harry Potter while we both file over my sister placed the really really small one side sticky stamp inside one of potters back Jean pockets line in after apologising the went are simple ways and in minutes got to report back of what he was doing had the portrait make detailed notes and only really contact me if anything of note really happened the content was written to a diary size book I could conceal if need be by the related charmed magic pen connected to the portrait

success portrait Overheard Chieftain carrot top tribal informing Harry Potter of his hopefully soon demise that before we could stand the party actually needed to be a funeral and was wondering what an owl carrying a machine gun find serious black and it occurred to me and to my family how anybody could be trapped and if something as obvious as following a Bird couldn't find anyone but then people must be able to magically shield himself from tracking magic and it was something we determined to find out as the idea of being found out and tracked down scared us unless we was in space in a spaceship and any teleporting wizards would suffocate instantly if they tried to teleport to my location or anywhere else just as hazardous to counter teleportation and then a nice early visit the train platform the mothers got together and looked for new first-year parents of only the first generation we had the bright idea on the forum everybody to meet outside in the nearest cafe ( he wasn't that concerned as over the holidays we watched men in Black and like their memory wiping pin so much we paid £200 for a more conversant spell to be placed onto a pen and had it wiped/compost spell on anybody it was holding up to 5 minutes 10 20 and so on up to an hour we could wipe completely professional mind wipers would replace the memory with something instead we just took it saw the parents had tea in a cafe and covered a couple of hours leading up to the train leaving anyone carrying a bird or a big trunk and a 11-year-old who was looking out of place and avoid train platform would ever kindly visit from one of the mums we had a bit of a sale on dad had a table and was selling badges and other  small items and explaining what they could do the most common one for 50 quid not cheap was if you Wear it it allows you to see magical effects just like your children meaning the empty cafe via the keep muggles away shielding temporarily installed gave complete privacy specially after we visited the manager of the train station the day before and rented the place for the morning and the pen made him like the idea so much he emptied it as it was for a special children's Society School and asked the charity it was the least they could do it was shocking how many first-generation parents they were a lot of the year five and older students and their families although we had to add to the group so many years of indoctrination made them hate the idea of muggles organising the slightest  regarding magic and was fearful so we paid them a visit and make sure they didn't use the website

The dentist's daughter was a concern she might tell the tribal and he informed his father who would then use the full might of his department and out Law the group and organising and legalised persecution against the first generations and so we had a chat with her means parents and expressed concern that we didn't want the magical government to find out the mood of the room by the parents was not really much concern the government of magical Britain as they  haven't found much persecution as they haven't tried to rock the boat or really steady magic it wasn't a political meeting it was just 20 to 30  mothers getting together and their husbands and children came along Hermione was told in no uncertain words that it was best if she didn't let the tribals find out she wanted to start defending it until I stepped in and a non-friendly tone ranting for a minute about all the foolish laws ^ top chieftain had made at first she looked like she wanted to defend the idiocies this was a two-year run building up and I wasn't going to tolerate her silliness any longer I stated in no uncertain terms that if she wanted everybody in this room to keep their memory then she better not tell potter and the tribal about the event after I shyly apologised to her parents for my outburst I went off and helped out warehouse where my father clearly explained in a more cam and from a different angle mentioned how every good idea James was discovered when the magical community is banned car that don't run out of fuel so easily plans that could reach orbit and so many more fantastic inventions that would benefit mankind and to finish it off or because something does the law doesn't make it right law is made by man and man is flawed and/or James wants to do is save the world he believes he could fix the starving in Africa the nuclear threat and so many more injustices with magic so many millions of lives could be saved if it wasn't for some isolationists he wanted to keep the goodness to himself and then her mother let rip and ranted about how hur dentistry practice could help out so many more people if they were Magic allowed instead and safe consciousness pain reliever Keith adjustable magic mirrors and much much more water from the forum she gathered and fortunately her and husband were too busy and shortsightedness really to look into it probably a spell left on by the deputy headmistress so that they will start studying and unravelling the mysteries of magic and did not show much more than the bare minimum interest we believe she placed the spell on all the parents she met that so the mood was from everybody else they weren't that interested in benefiting from it without excessive revelation on how their life would be improved for obvious sake the teacher didn't dare do it to my parents as I needed too much help from them they would be no way I could study my books without interested parents and she grudgingly didn't mind control them

We got on the train half an hour before it left a quick demonstration of my improved two years of magical education ( most of it self-taught ) non lesson spell my parents wasn't going to tolerate paying for me to learn magic and cannot see the results and then in the middle of a train journey  train came to a stop and everything went cold lights went out as a gaudy adman wonder my hand as I was reading in the intoxicated thrill of using magic at least every 10 minutes since I arrived I did some I immediately casted the obvious light spell and was convinced and like the other stupid students Sirius Black was on the train and feeling concern that I might be caught up in the middle between him and Potter I wasn't going to attempt to slow them down and might even pointing the way everything started to become cold magical effects started to fail my portrait became slower and slower shrunken items started to grow by now I was in the corridor carefully looking out and around and saw a dark shape coming towards us I was feeling depressed dread misery and all other hopeful thoughts of Potter living to 100 becoming minister of Magic my sister marrying a tribal might my wand stop working my memory wiped and sent back home entering mainstream education and failing not getting one GCSE due to my reading and become an affiliate this year I was still carrying my gun as I was so used to it it was starting to get bigger and bigger and took it out and had it underneath my robes and are starting to shake her wasn't the best at not crying I have got more immune over the two years of boredom as unable to escape from nasty comments bullying behaviour and forced to get stronger or die billed to my the emotional barrier but I was still a long way off and really considered shooting the window and trying to claim out unlike the other lazy idiotic students  the monster was slowly moving down the corridor it was not black it could have been predicted in seem human and then it occurred to me the compartment had picked a coincidence was next to Potters I stepped back
inside while 1 second yearsone of potter dorm mates Neville I think panicked and ran out towards Potter's compartment haha I was not going to hide behind Potter all I could hear was idiots discussing the fact that they couldn't see nobody even the suppose smartest student of the year was discussing how she couldn't see why somebody standing on her foot or the other way round idiots and mumble I entered the corridor and with my wand at high I ran from the monster it stopped outside Potter's compartment I turned to what's will my light brighter and wishing the light could float over not stay at the end of my wand and then it ended and then it ran out floated to be more precise but it moved away really fast while a bright light chased it I quickly jumped into the toilets as the Munster was coming straight towards me I could have my gun and pointed it at the door and was panicking the monster was less than 5 m in front of me and was facing me down while runing at me I was shaken up I didn't want to put my gun away POTTER its no all his fault he couldn't just die in peace he had to send the beast after me I have a good mind to go in there and shoot him but I shakily made my way to the doorway and carefully looked out by now the train started to make noises again but still a way from starting and then the beggar the closest way to describe him the most shabby person ever to be seen on the train was standing in the doorway holding is wand out and traces of the light still at the end of this one I shakily shouted out "you yo.. murderer he sent that monster at me "what he said in concern I grabbed my wand and had it in his direction you banished it towards me I was in the corridor it was running at me i attempted to shout while incredibly shaken the guy came forward and started to apologise and was examining me I looked bruised and cut and generally ill as I did dive into the toilets he came forward and offered me chocolate I iimmediately cast Scourgify on my hand and the chocolate I was not going to eat handled food my hands must be covered in germs  and then I took it all getting funny looks remarkably chocolate made me feel much better by now my specially made built-in shoulder portrait had started working again and was screaming at the nearest adult I told it to shut up and look at what that beast was before I lose myself in talking to my portrait the teacher overheard both conversations and was extremely interested in it and said “A dementor,” said Lupin “One of the dementors of Azkaban.” What " I cried out looking more scared and panicked as I researched the island  by now the teacher started to look impatient and said he needed to speak to the driver and walked away my portrait shouted when it shouts it defeats the silence and shield temporarily and called I should be filing a complaint with the headmaster and the Ministry about being attacked the teacher didn't look back as I had everything in my pocket my trunk and so on I never returned to my compartment I stayed in the corridor moving up and down looking fearful and hearing other people's reactions and out discussed with the Ministry for allowing them to enter

followed by another standard trip to the school where the headmaster

“Welcome!” said Dumbledore, the candlelight shimmering on his beard. “Welcome to another year

at Hogwarts! I have a few things to say to you all, and as one of them is very serious, I think it best to get

it out of the way before you become befuddled by our excellent feast...”

Dumbledore cleared his throat and continued, “As you will all be aware after their search of the

Hogwarts Express, our school is presently playing host to some of the dementors of Azkaban, who are

here on Ministry of Magic business.”

“They are stationed at every entrance to the grounds,” Dumbledore continued, “and while they are

with us, I must make it plain that nobody is to leave school without permission. Dementors are not to be

fooled by tricks or disguises—or even Invisibility Cloaks,” he added blandly

“It is not in the nature of a dementor to understand pleading or excuses. I therefore warn

each and every one of you to give them no reason to harm you. I look to the prefects, and our new Head

Boy and Girl, to make sure that no student runs afoul of the dementors,” he said.

Dumbledore paused again; he looked very seriously around the hall, and nobody moved or

made a sound.

“On a happier note,” he continued, I am pleased to welcome two new teachers to our ranks this year.

“First, Professor Lupin, who has kindly consented to fill the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts

teacher.”
There was some scattered, rather unenthusiastic applause and I was quite proud to not be one of them

“As to our second new appointment,” Dumbledore continued as the lukewarm applause for

Professor Lupin died away. “Well, I am sorry to tell you that Professor Kettleburn, our Care of Magical

Creatures teacher, retired at the end of last year in order to enjoy more time with his remaining limbs.

However, I am delighted to say that his place will be filled by none other than Rubeus Hagrid, who has

agreed to take on this teaching job in addition to his gamekeeping duties.”


I wasn't amused the slightest they picked that class and was quite offended that I was expected to get a book that will attempt to hurt you the shopkeeper had no wise information except he carefully strapped it down and my portrait didn't want to go near it I wasn't as the slightest I enter my portrait couldn't look inside and so we busted several times with a big hammer until it stopped moving probably a good half an hour bashing cuting and so on until the evil cover was ripped off and posted to the person who made it the pages inside will quickly reorganised and stepped inside a normal book that cost us a couple of hours of time just because some idiot was elected to teach the class certainly I accepted the person knew their knowledge regarding monsters but I couldn't imagine the slightest he was a competent teacher and animated statue with my portrait as the face could probably do better than that gave me a brilliant idea woo the possibility 

third year was different we had to choose certain courses I did consider temporarily the possibility of taking  Divination but not many of the students into my house like the idea I couldn't really see the point in Arithmancy and want the best and maths but I did feel I needed to learn more and so I signed up for it with the concern that if it was too hard I could drop the course I checked with my head of house he got your use to me that still was under the impression I wasn't capable of much he always spoke to me slowing class and generally treated me as a simpleton his cheerful personality meant he even went he was trying to show disgust and disappointment and embarrassment of having me associated with this house he was still semi-present not over helpful but still useful specially with homework he never expected much from me and so I was happy to not provide much more than the expectation from him practical Magic was different I was one of the better students mainly down to all the time I spent playing with Magic that the problem was the stuff they talk was boring and so


The first day of term started off with a bang one of the beasts groundskeeper were showing his first-class attacked the blonde tribal and then was stopped from killing him I was disappointed but still better than nothing I was dreading and looking forward to our first lesson with him but when it came he wasn't showing us anything exciting or dangerous I was concerned because I would just stand behind somebody else and the monster would be full before it gets to me and then Defence Against the Dark Arts with the homeless bum headmaster picked up and release the teacher last year was decent wealthy while dressed nicely spoken big ego and really irritated potter awkward in my book except the fact that he wasn't teaching anything but it was amusing when we shared classes with potter house and watched the teacher torment him he'd made every second waste enjoyable

And so after hearing a few rumours about potter class having a lesson first from the teacher I carefully went to his class
“Good afternoon,” he said. “Would you please put all your books back in your bags. Today's will be a

practical lesson. You will need only your wands.”

yesss this sound fun

A few curious looks were exchanged as the class put away their books. They had never had a practical

Defense Against the Dark Arts before,


“Right then,” said Professor Lupin, when everyone was ready. “If you'd follow me.”

we was led to the teachers staff room



“Now, then,” said Professor Lupin, beckoning the class toward the end of the room, where there was

nothing but an old wardrobe where the teachers kept their spare robes. As Professor Lupin went to
stand next to it, the wardrobe gave a sudden wobble, banging off the wall.

“Nothing to worry about,” said Professor Lupin calmly because a few people had jumped backward in

alarm. “There's a boggart in there.” not including myself as I was in the middle of the group and prepared for this dodgy teacher to do something dodgy

“Boggarts like dark, enclosed spaces,” said Professor Lupin. “Wardrobes, the gap beneath beds, the

cupboards under sinks—I've even met one that had lodged itself in a grandfather clock. This one moved

in yesterday afternoon, and I asked the headmaster if the staff would leave it to give my third years

some practice.

“So, the first question we must ask ourselves is, what is a boggart?”

my portrait immediately without any prompting from myself  read down the list of magical beasts until it got to boggart and spread it out to me it did this in seconds as the new personality or the least new group of personalities with added two more people to my portrait had connected the stamps while waiting for more deliveries

I put my hand and was selected out of a group of students this was the clever house and you had to show You were clever and so nearly everybody always put their hand up your mainly picked on if you didn't and I quite enjoy it proving to the others around me I knew something and so when I was picked I just repeating a second slower than my portrait I repeated loudly
“It's a shape-shifter,” she said. “It can take the shape of whatever it thinks will frighten us most.”
straight from the portrait perfect I didn't have to remember nothing but he did tell me what it was before the teacher picked it was just easier to get the phrasing of it and not the best I can remember inflation I haven't said a couple times out loud only when I am directly talk to my portrait I magically silent from anybody more than a metre away from me other than that all other noise I produce is publicly listenable


“Couldn't have put it better myself,” said Professor Lupin “So the boggart

sitting in the darkness within has not yet assumed a form. He does not yet know what will frighten the

person on the other side of the door. Nobody knows what a boggart looks like when he is alone, but

when I let him out, he will immediately become whatever each of us most fears. “This means,” said Professor Lupin, choosing to ignore  sputter of terror for my classmates
, “that we have

a huge advantage over the boggart before we begin. . Have you spotted it picking out a student at the front that looked eager

“Er—because there are so many of us, it won't know what shape it should be?”
“Precisely,” said Professor Lupin, 
. “It's

always best to have com pany when you're dealing with a boggart. He becomes confused. Which should

he become, a headless corpse or a flesh-eating slug? I once saw a boggart make that very mistake—tried

to frighten two people at once and turned himself into half a slug. Not remotely frightening.

“The charm that repels a boggart is simple, yet it requires force of mind. You see, the thing that really

finishes a boggart is laughter. What you need to do is force it to assume a shape that you find amusing.

“We will practice the charm without wands first. After me, please ...Riddikulus!”
“Riddikulus!” said the class together.

“Good,” said Professor Lupin. “Very good. But that was the easy part, I'm afraid. You see, the word

he then picked out a shy girl and went through the process of it he wanted another fear and then find a funny in it and then 'Riddikulus'

I was not amused the slightest going up against the beast that would turn into my worst nightmare was ridiculous what was it poison invisible gas nuclear bombs going off fast killing plague me being destitute magic deprived and fat bearded  myself being beaten up the possibilities were endless list of millions of painful and life-threatening possibilities but which one did I actually fear

said Professor

Lupin. “I would like all of you to take a moment now to think of the thing that scares you most, and

imagine how you might force it to look comical...”

 I knew there was millions of things that cause me pain and death and what was the greatest one that would kill the quickest to one that would hurt the most I couldn't imagine Tiger up in a guillotine tied to a train track phone out of a plane  coming face-to-face with an angry lion that was magic /Bullet proof the list was endless until two seconds before I was called up it obviously dawned on me and I stepped forward when my name was called pop shape shifter turned into

A bloody mangled corpse that was visible and identifiable as myself seemed so obvious now I fear death not all the ways that it could happen in actual dying man laughed and laughed and laughed ridiculous and it turned into Potter and I carried on laughing Buddha more mangled face wouldn't want to scare my classmates and I carried on laughing the whole class was staring at me in shock me laughing at the courts a really smelly and realistic dead one then the teacher shouted out another name and I went to the back of your all getting funny looks from my classmates couple of screens later and the lesson was complete
while everybody was filing out he called " Mr Donnellan is me stay behind a minute" I and my portrait was concerned it said a snide comment and I found it quite difficult not to laugh and then it was just me and the shabby homeless bum all alone hope he wasn't going to try to sell me drugs or the newspaper homeless people try and sell

what is that your shoulder he asked is it a joke item from the way it insulted me on the train I would think so

" certainly not" shouted the portrait
he started to look like he was get angry

"haven't you been informed my portrait carried on in a snobby sound superior tone I would always feel expected even from this incompetent establishment that the teachers specially the deputy headmistress with a fully briefed you about myself and my young friend with the behaviour like this I should be reporting you straight to the headteacher a formal complaint"

"I was just trying to make a joke he said while looking down


"how would you expect a disabled student who can barely cope here having his confidence smashed down there are some money times every day he wants to go home even after two years in the school he is still only barely open with the paperwork side offers courses any other student with his disability would have easily have given up a long time ago and then to cap it off you making face his worst nightmare he should be lucky it was only a dead body that appeared even boggart could emulate homesickness depressing and worthlessness

While this was going on I was looking down shyly well my portrait was ripping to the beggar

that reminds me Mr Donnellan what wants that the boggart turned into a menu laughed at
" I am a shy person one-on-one I am more confident with my portrait backing me up a more confident still and when in the company of somebody so shabby I hardly have any embarrassment as you can not help feeling superior

" that professor they thought it was obvious it was a dead body"
but it was yourself he said
" obviously been dead is something to fear beyond all other concerns that is not the fear of falling it is the fear that when you hit the ground you be dead I snapped

He mustn't be scared of dyin...
what certainly you should be scared of dying if what keeps you alive and not committing suicide out of boredom or curiosity and show everybody is wondered what it is like when you die but that curiosity he is not strong enough to actually desire finding out

" professor shouted my portrait this is no conversation to have with the student trying to convince my Young friendlier into desiring to die is an and forgiveable sin and I have a good mind to report you to the Ministry for negligence James leave at once this conversation is over be warned
James is really dislikes and cannot read or write anything and you better prepare your class schedules around it if you cannot tolerate my presence Good by

Inside I was incredibly proud of my portrait in on the outside I showed shyness embarrassment and hesitant couple more move on or shouted out before I left and as soon as I was out I really praised my portrait and as a reward for doing so good I would award in with the plaza of freedom for the rest of the day when any of the portrait would have preferred being set on fire that having such a fate put upon them

and then it occurs that I need add a new portrait 2 potter as he doesn't Wear jeans in school and so I left it in the corridor on my path I would know he would walk and as he stepped on it I said in a unicycle and it stuck to the bottom of his shoe and the portrait confirmed it could still hear it I had five stamps left each one cost £30


and so my new schedule included playing with some ridiculously dumb and boring animal care of creatures pity it wasn't clear for monsters and Arithmancy slowly getting going haven't done any maths two years and let me tell you it was easy wizards don't know anything about maths over the basic none of them have primary school and shocked they can even cup and specially when there's no calculator That gave me another brilliant idea my portrait stamp was with my parents and I could really messages to them the fort was make a device that the portrait could access that could operate a calculator at home away from the high magical fields of Hogwarts or just steal the personality of some MIT genius and use him as a calculator just have to see what my parents come up with and then Ancient Runes I wasn't sure what to make of the class I picked it know when it was going to be a lot of paperwork but the other two options predicting the future or learning about 1900 technology was terrible and so you have to pick three and so I was left with it I was hoping it was going to be interesting be able to make items and so on I stayed behind and check the teacher she was very concerned that with my reading skills I wasn't going to cope but I really showed interest and so she grudgingly didn't shift me to another class and so we started off most of it was read 10 pages in your own time for overly half a page of information the teacher communicated she expected the students to find out about most of the boring stuff but you still quickly went through it it was a mixture between all four houses has hardly anybody picked it and so it was like the hand-picked best drawing shapes into stone and then channelling Magic into them we made a couple of lessons in a very basic and weak first year spell effect and class went from there tempting to draw hundreds of complicated shapes and so on  guard let me tell you it was completed and I couldn't just have my portrait do all the work the teacher kept on coming over and showed her disapproval  it was art class

and as everything was settling down into another school year they helped me trip came up and so I had a reasonably enjoyable day exploring the place  Job Shop sweetshop from a dumpy pub a nice pub post office magical repairs and a couple of other poisonous shops kept my amusement most of the day in till one I was heading back to school in a group because of the Demento's and  was settling down in my dorm after a tiring day of walking my portrait gave me an urgent message is that Potter portrayed was picking up something interesting and so I immediately found out the news that Sirius Black and unsuccessfully gained access to the common room and just left one damaged portrait instead I was going to give him points for trying but it made me feel only concerned that he might accidentally get me mixed up with potter think I should petition to have a big luminous sign around his neck and says here I am Harry Potter with a bull's-eye on front and back at them I can dream and while I was getting comfortable in my bedan annoying prefect Puss in their way in and demanded we all had to go downstairs and so getting up putting on all might hiking clothing and then made my way downstairs where everybody was being informed as I was turning up late we needed height several floors to the great Hall I was bloody tired and shouted out you expect us me to walk through a school that hosts mass murderers what demanded an older prefect what haven't you heard my  portrait sheltered out serious black is loose in the castle he attacks the Lions portrait how stupid do you think we are I am not going to allow James to wander freely through the school of a mass murderer on the loose and don't tell me you older students can stop him the other students looked petrified what you mean demanded the most senior prefect we were just ordered to take everybody to the great Hall stop lying and scaring everyoneby this point I was exhausted and collapsed these were so uncomfortable just one measly pillar and we were all cramped together and after I told my portrait to read me a bedtime story I was shouted at by their boy as the people around me could just hear it and so it
" hahah it shouts out I speak to other portraits it announced nearly every portrait in the school knows serious black is out there and magically hidden probably invisible lurking and you would have to be a fool to willingly go outside usually proven and capable of getting past the Lions, Common room portrayed so we are perfectly safe in here while taking one of the most nicest cities by the fire the prefect looked outraged that a mere student could question him a third-year student at them it dawned on him it was my portrait and an adult yelling by now the whole common room was steering
it quickly was concluded that no student wanted to risk their neck and leave several older students blocked off the entrance to the common room and attempted to look like heroes I really considered going back to bed I was too tired to move and then 45 minutes later the headmaster and his deputy and the head of house entered and looked extremely angry to see us happily sitting around in perfect comfort and started demanding why none of us wanted to go on a suicide mission to the great Hall and then my portrait started shouting at them and said how do you expect us to run for the school with a mass murderer on the loose with only seven year students as protection

the headmaster never spoke most of the time and only used his underlings to speak for him to be able to say comments his position wouldn't want my portrait and the deputy headmistress had a yelling match for nearly 40 seconds before my head of house silence it and started saying I need to see him soon to discuss the behaviour of my portrait as it was quite in the middle of a rant on how stupid the deputy headmistress was even built by now most of the students in the common room fully agreed with my portrait that was following my orders and so several older students insisted the free teachers escort us down to the great Hall and then I spoke up

" in a meek and very shy voice I said when there was a silence"

"headmaster how can the great Wall be safe when it couldn't protect us from a troll or the monster from last year"

"silence came from the deputy mistress how Derr  you you speak to their master like that (un-spoken you'll just a 3years nobody of no importance)

In the end after another after several more students protested we eventually all found ourselves escorted to the great whore and en route the headmaster and the deputy head mistress broke off slightly and disappeared
we all arrived at the great Hall and 10 minutes in said the old goat fucker turned up gave some speech about being safe even though my house were telling tales to everybody inside a dangerous the place was how unprotected and non-defendable A room could be and then he produced sleeping bags.

Buy this point I was exhausted and collapsed these were so uncomfortable just one measly pillow and we were all cramped together and after I told my portrait to read me a bedtime story I was shouted at by the head boy just because he could see I spoke to it even went I was making absolutely no noise that would disturb anyone as I made sure nobody was in the sound field but he didn't stop the mad tribal I was too tired to care so I fellow sleep my poetry didn't sleep so it kept a nice eye out for me

Then a Quidditch match for Gryffindor vs Hufflepuff came up and they went along as there wasn't really much to do in the castle and one of these days and hopefully see potter fall off and then Dementors the monsters returned and let me tell you if it wasn't for them Dementors it would have been an excellent site potter falling from his broom and wished I recorded it made my day than the headmaster saved him puss back the tide of evil monsters remember another hike back at school but at least potter broom got destroyed

and then the next Hogsmeade visit came like the other students I made my way down and the village where my portrait stopped me and leave me a light feed to stamp a number 3 located on Harry Potter

“What's that supposed to be?”
“This, Harry, is the secret of our success,” said George
“It's a wrench, giving it to you,” said Fred, “but we decided last night, your need's greater than ours.”

“Anyway, we know it by heart,” said George. “We bequeath it to you. We don't really need it

anymore.”

“And what do I need with a bit of old parchment?” said Harry.

“A bit of old parchment!” said Fred,  in shock

“Explain, George.”


“Well... when we were in our first year, Harry—young, carefree, and innocent —”


“Well, more innocent than we are now—we got into a spot of bother with Filch.”
“We let off a Dungbomb in the corridor and it upset him for some reason —”

“So he hauled us off to his office and started threatening us with the usual —” detention

disembowelment and we couldn't help noticing a drawer in one of his filing cabinets marked

Confiscated and Highly Dangerous.

I'm looking at my portrait with annoyance there are hundreds of conversations like this around Potter
No no no said the portrait dissuade you come into the good bit ( as it was reading me it couple minutes after the event) as it had records


“Don't tell me —” said Harry,
“Well, what would you've done?” said Fred. “George caused a diversion by dropping another


Dungbomb, I whipped the drawer open, and grabbed—this.”


“It's not as bad as it sounds, you know,” said George. “We don't reckon Filch ever found out how to


work it. He probably suspected what it was, though, or he wouldn't have confiscated it.”


“And you know how to work it?”


“Oh yes,” said Fred,

. “This little beauty's taught us more than all the teachers in this school.”
You're winding me up,” said Harry
Oh, are we?” said George.
“I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.”
Messrs. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs

Purveyors of Aids to Magical Mischief-Makers are proud to present THE MARAUDER'S MAP" read George
“Right into Hogsmeade,” said Fred,
“There are seven in all. Now,
Filch knows about these four”

”but we're sure we're the only ones who know

about these. Don't bother with the one behind the mirror on the fourth floor. We used it until last

winter, but it's caved in—completely blocked. And we don't reckon anyone's ever used this one,

because the Whomping Willow's planted right over the entrance. But this one here, this one leads right

into the cellar of Honeydukes. We've used it loads of times. And as you might've noticed, the entrance is

right outside this room, through that one-eyed old crone's hump.”


“Moony, Wormtaill Padfoot, and Prongs,” sighed George, patting the heading of the map. “We owe

them so much.”


“Noble men, working tirelessly to help a new generation of lawbreakers,” said Fred solemnly.

“Right,” said George briskly. “Don't forget to wipe it after you've used it or anyone can read it,” Fred

said warningly.


“Just tap it again and say, 'Mischief managed!' And it'll go blank.”

“So, young Harry,” said Fred, in an uncanny impersonation of Percy, “mind you behave yourself.”


“See you in Honeydukes,” said George, winking.

 “Lumos! “
 “Mischief

managed!”

so i concluded The tribal Twins have given Potter instructions on secret passages I presume so we can go to Hogsmeade I never thought of it that it seems they want Potter dead more than ideal if they help him smuggle himself up to the school I feel like heading back up to want to be caught in the spell fire between him and black but then black can so easily into the castle should be no difference my portrait agrees stay in the crowds and I should be safe and as long as I use the blood fake in spell I can Fame death pretty well consider contact in a teacher But quickly realise there is no logical way I can no of Potters intention without being a mini  and then the next day I go home for Christmas this time he came to the good conclusion that how did we foolishly not notice flu travel before somebody nearly bumped into my father as they came out of the fireplace on a  routine trip to the alleyway a quick chat with the by keeper confirms the type of fire transport and watching several dozen other people madly jump into flames shows they're all stupid what idiot would jump into a flame and then my dad got several books and study it by now whenever my family visited the alleyway they would wear robs as well muggles will only accepted in holidays and even then just the idea that a muggle is unaccompanied by their magical child is unacceptable and should have their memories fuck over and so a simple Magic item on the surging brick meant unlimited access in the habitat was convincingly me it was safe and so on my trip to the village I went to a pub that had a public fireplace and watched several adults use it unfortunately there was a age line around it a government mandatory rule on school visits supposedly belaw for the town but the next day when all the students spent several dozen pointless hours on a train from Scotland to London I was the first to arrive at the train platform and didn't board and went to the nearest pub and with my posted flu powder and seeing no age line carefully walked up to the fire having several weird looks from the people inside and looks like someone was going to show  discussed and had the audacity to not want to wait nine hours on a stupid train I thrown in way more powder and I probably needed I was scared and asked around is it safe the fire turned colour or the Brooks said this I shut my eyes and really tried and I put my hand out fast and the fire seemed cold when I opened my I and did it again hand in out and it was cold so did a couple more times a foot and then a bit more powder and then my portrait shouted leaky cauldron in the fire made the write colour  then I quickly stepped in wowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowo later I fell out in London checking my watch it was 90 seconds god better then pork key where my parents greeted me I told them the experience needed some getting used to but seemed quite fun the possibilities and nosiness in looking into everybody's fireplace seemed exciting I didn't want to shelter destination and just go explore that dimension and it proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that of course was stupid to allow anybody to appear in their home by just stepping out of their fireplace

14 days later on my birthday the train was set to take us back to school I wasn't happy one bit my birthday one week after Christmas was mine and I wasn't going to spoil it by now I had an idea of what time the train got to Scotland by a portrait stamp a slap to the underside of the front so it would calmly when it arrived and so when it did I had another giddy free excitement two later I arrived at the visits and ran to the train and melted into the crowd of students getting off idiot's a lot of them  oh yes before I forget Christmas Day was really happy when Harry Potter had his Christmas present broomstick confiscated and wasn't sure to feel more upset he couldn't be killed by it or happy because he was so upset

then I get informed that Lupin he's giving the "great and famous wonderf.."  no the idiot special lessons in performing the Patronus Charm 3 lesson from that later Potter can do it and I'm quite amused my portrait located in the defence classroom and on Potter movie he had a lot and it was like having my own lesson happy memory i had to choices my portrait recommended or at least one of several personalities that I somehow Get my hands on recreational drugs and if that's not happy enough nothing shall be to shop didn't want to make an anti-Dementor item they seemed it was too tricky for them to perform and so I sat down and tried it myself the joys of magic and excitement and building up how I would feel if we won the Euro-lottery I never considered it to be that had to make myself happy or sad usually quite a cheerful person but still it was a tricky spell imagining myself as ruler of the world winning the lottery and have an army of portraits doing all the work made quite a nice light show when I said the words will get in the wand movements from a book and then woooo it turns my beast appears my guardian no be more precisely my monster I didn't know what it was it was something you would see on the telly me in my port which didn't know its name but we didn't really care ages looked menacing powerful big and it wasn't a vegetarian and it gave us all a bit of a fright anything more than a hologram effect and I would probably have had a heart attack saying it looked to me like that all of them teeth dinosaur no we don't have probably seen at one time in my life on the tv but can't remember and then another two more lessons and then Potter could do it 2 but I will still claim to this day it was because I wasn't announced in the works correctly the greatest problem with matter is pronunciation I'm not that good at it and even if my portraits have the radio sounded quality voices mine isn't and no amount of council on how to speak properly has curate it and then
when Gryffindor smashes Ravenclaw at Quidditch we get woken up early in the morning to hear Sirius Black was standing over tribal with a knife and before he could finish him off was scared away by screaming it's like the idiot don't even have a wand he could have so easily have killed Porter but he didn't it was like he was playing a game without any history book read the combat between powerful people and any single one of them will have easily been able to have slaughtered the entire house not just carrot top and the rest of Potter's dorm mates without alerting anybody I gave up serious black was an idiot might need to disguise myself as him kill potter myself and then hide normally as myself god I was piss and insane idiot killer who can't even kill it was like he needed a piss halfway through the job  next time he should hopefully closed the toilet before attacking another Hogsmeade visit comes up and it reminds me I still haven't discovered potters map here didn't discuss a couple of times with his friends seems it can do more than what I thought that still I don't know its full powers they attempt on the few spoken comments to work out which stature I think I found it and tried a couple pressed it worked but there was no way I was going to go down the dark slide

Not much happen until the end of the year until all the exams are over and then I have an interest in bedtime story while lying in my bed my portrait with several different voices of its personality reenact the tale of the innocent serious black the werewolf potter and Snape a bit of time travel and so on looking out my window I couldn't see anything and there was no way I was comical outside with a werewolf and dementor on rampage at getting past the teachers first there was nothing really to gain I could always steal the time travelling device later on and so the next day I tracked Hermione and looked for an opening where I could try out the stunning spell I learnt I was paranoid somehow the portraits would see me do it as the castle was covered in them this would be an assault followed by theft and really serious and I didn't really want to leave hur unconscious for just anyone to find as I did like hur more than potter and so I struck   silencing spell crouching down high from ground level up against a wall and Lent around it by fired that much easier paralysing spell as she entered the bathroom and a bit of corridor that didn't have many portraits and the ones they were out and immediately ran up behind and with a non-magical mask on and a minimal set of school wardrobe as I wouldn't want to be identified from my portrait shoulder I whispered and sorry this is nothing personal I just need the chain and then standing in front of her and saying the fee on her face carefully lifted off her neck and said run to the headmaster and say he was mugged this device is far too important to be handed back in I can make far better use out of it for the good of mankind and then I ran past out of sight down two corridors through a suppose it's secret corridor that everybody knew about and then stopped and quickly changed I was panicking my portrait and a dozen new stamps I've received over the months I placed around the corridor and upwards meant I had an easier time but still an impossible challenge to get past hundreds of portraits to and then i stop what I was hoping it was a super time machine why am I trying to run out and run full-time from the really rare book I found it said tenet to work on and so i turn it with the concern with the school and that the headmaster of its use and still two hours back in time I mixed in with all the students heading to the village's and blended past all the portraits the couple of detection spell shown that there was tracking and other unknowns on it I was paranoid way should I hide it was my greatest dilemma if this came up and so I posted it first chance I went to a window that bird took it and flew away the main paranoia about leaving the school was to not get caught or be accused of not be caught with it my parents was perfect located in the Ali and to the item and immediately placed it inside a box that the maker said would stop me think inside it from being tracked but still we then took it to the shop that we make in our items for us while putting other items on the time Turner to disguise its use and asked them to remove the tracking spell the shopkeeper being quite friendly with us by now I can allow silly projects and allowing him to keep his hobby was happy he didn't look too detailed just was surprised some weird item we persuaded him to just perform the standard doesn't anti-tracking spell on  on it no need to perform any diagnostic spell that I was quite used to our silly ideas he never really batted an eye on us this used our standard five pound a spell easily conformable adult level spell  agreed price  it meant to get that off we then started back inside the non-trackable box and left it magically shrunk attached to a bird for a week while it was flying about with the orders if it approached by any of the human to not come back and in a weeks time return to a Pacific destination and drop the item
and then when I returned from the village the rumour mill was circling fast potters friend was discovered a few minutes later by Potter petrified and quite shocked to be mug in the school nobody knew what was stolen but they knew it was something valuable and all the teachers were looking for it in a mad rush I kept my head down and ordered my portrait not make any funny comments and would draw attention as standard did you see anything was asked and a shy no as expected that the best thing about not able to read his nobody believed it was me who you are expected it to be the loud cheeky 1 not the quiet one nobody at me twice magical police came in and started looking around to hand over the next several days before we went home the teachers and the police made more stink and I could imagine I was incredibly scared my portrait would be discovered and so I deactivated it and it fell off Potter it seemed they were interviewed before I deactivated it I could hear the teachers talking to them about it I didn't foolishly mention it in communication with my parents I just suggested that somebody was attacked and magical place was making a lot of stink about it while being sent in Mexico we both had a Mexican translator portrait we wasn't going to tolerate anybody reading my mail and if they did the slight cleverly worded mail wouldn't give away much if you could read Mexican in a really weird and writing and several dozen other non-able to read stuff that only the portrait could read as it was the one who wrote it was the one how could read it but then I have to get my facts in order I keep forgetting I have got an instant I write in one book it appears in my parents vice versa instant tex messaging diary that was translated by that Mexican we mentioned  and then I came home and that was the end of years 3

and then the upcoming World Cup was all the raids on the forum and the newspaper that tickets would damage expensive the idiots wanted people to stay there weeks before just because they couldn't organise it we were concerned how we were going to arrive if we wanted to go but it seemed a magical world Festival the actual flying a stupid drumstick was just a side show the atmosphere Glastonbury but with magic we really wanted to attend we looked at the location and drove to it who recommended it to the others on the form and we slept in the back of the boat that was much bigger on the inside remember we had a bit of trouble packing up nobody understood that anybody could drive to the place all the anti-muggles stuff meant all the roads in the area were quite poorly maintained and driving a book that was tricky even though it was magically improve on my parents had anti-muggle bracelets that meant they could see full magical shield and as any other magical person could that they couldn't understand the fact we wanted a driving and backup no no no we had to pack and somehow carry it but it was lucky we could magically shrunk it and so after an amusing time we went in and set up our book and had several days they are and then o god the riot no the  several black cloaked mask wearing magic users started five lethal spells about like confetti as much as we wanted to shoot them we didn't want to get attention they will move into the fields we've never killed before and we never really wanted to start right now as much as we can discuss it in theory we want Americans we were British and British people can go the whole life without ever seen a gun is personally use it but that didn't mean if push comes to shove we wouldn't fire upon them and so we shrunk our car and boat mother caught in her magically powered wheelchair has got some bad legs and walking miles takes the piss and ran like stink it was quite exciting really an evening stroll in the middle of a crowd is was a shame we never set up a mobile hotdog van in the forest at night we could have made a killing thousands of hungry people standard about like sheep have nothing to do but panic a nice  cheeseburger would have gone down well in sheep around us was amusing and then something like the bat signal appeared in the sky as snake violating the skull something that I can only just appreciate as they just recently started puberty and then all the while and stopped but went back and went in the mood to go back to sleep and so he went to the entrance to the site and drove home with guns out my dad never really told me as he didn't want me to be overconcerned that day trip to America resulted in buying several big really big machine guns and smaller stuck together and magically improved and so we felt a little bit safer and less one of them had a brain meaning the invisibility transfiguring abilities were killers instantly turn in the car into anything and so on

And so in the end we retrieved the time Turner and so this is how it looked one of us text me the winning lottery result I went back in time for hours purchased a ticket with dad and then entertained ourselves until the time of the text came when we went home and celebrated the fact we had the winning lottery ticketthe Time Turner was used 30 miles from where we lived and it was only used once and as soon as it was done it was still back in the box and it was posted away and then we drove like stink home


the Eur-lottery prize was 24million pounds shared with two people we was piss just £12 million we could feel like killing the other person why couldn't we have had a rollover week of at least 80 million that wasn't enough to even buy a dozen tanks are playing a small island and a few hundred soldiers no it wasn't going to have to deal will have to do the lottery again in a few years time  even with that setback we were happy happy happy just think: from middle-class higher rates to having 12 million quid every dream came true apart from the fact that I couldn't do cool magic yet stuff that lucky person up someone's ass hole we was never going to drink it  I could make it 100 times and we wouldn't risk it has the slightest mistake would make the concoction poisonous I didn't want to go back to school spending the money was too exciting you name it I wanted it  the only problem was spending most of the year in a boarding school meant it was pretty how to stay on with technology and TV and my completing no how dropped every computer game and software installed on the top computer possible to buy every Internet subscription maxed ( including porn as I've just entered puberty and can now appreciate bob) and got hold of the new iPhone 4 ( 2011 technology not  1995) but then non-magical stuff seem boring thrill out of being rich diminished quite a lot when I could think about was not a and the withdrawal from not using my wand it was always a sick feeling and I was never my happiest that's why my family may repeated trips to the alleyway where I could do magic be discovered a loophole they couldn't detect if I was using my Magic in the shopping alley nobody said this and when I tested it and didn't get an owl the problem was we didn't want the inflation rate triple by moving a couple of million pounds into gold as the stinking goblins would do think in some wizard had robbed simple muggles and to prevent it in a high exchange rate and other crap  but still couple hundred thousand pounds was transferred and I went mad all the items we eyed up by this time the TV show Doctor Who came back to the BBC the updated version and I was hooked they saw a couple episodes of the 10th Dr but was at school and so over the summer I watched the paid DVDs of the 11th and loved the show so much they insisted we get ourselves a blue box and have that trunk /medical tent shop make it bigger on the inside the lazy bugger like magical Britain was quite sleepy and lazy slow-moving and only get 10% of the work a non-magical Wood during the day even with magic this society was really laid-back and most of the secondary shops was run by hobbyists lazy bums Hogwarts failures and so on but he got the hint and £85,000 later we had a secrecy oath that he wouldn't tell anybody and we had our own non-time travelling tardis a blue box that was students on the inside the guy one and got several of his mates and they pushed all the magic into it for several days a week and a half to be precise timingn them out it was incredibly bigger than any trunk tent they've made before even their super deluxe edition trunks probably cost 12,000 and then you could have 8 room that this we wanted specifics we women consulted an architect and explained we were trying to make a replica states to represent the TARDIS and yes we will be in serious and was willing to pay and so we gave him a few days to sit down and watch all the doctors shows and read all the websites and make us plants the trickiest part was having the floor and lower it was quite hard to communicate that fact it was like it was never tried before having a pit and the ridiculously high ceiling and with a standard already made deluxe handbag we went and purchased the metal and inside pitch to fully fitted out and when we went out we had fun installing it we basically got the wizards to do it all the mantle bill paying them meant we employed in 2 1/2 weeks dad instructed them on it wizards quite easily mount two pieces of metal together to look like they were came ready-made like it no solder joints no plastic cracks complete continuous the stuff matter could perform in engineering was incredible the fear was it was Transfiguration and it wasn't permanent but they said it wasn't it was a slight and close to it that he wasn't it was more sticking heating and illusion stuff but they could make two pieces of objects stick together so well it would look like they came like it

A nice potions lab setup in one room perfectly hyped it sailing with lovely clear white cables and some of the best post on equipment for sale in the alleyway and stopped to the brim with new ingredients if you cut yourself a £ £25 potion would cure you so for a lot of stuff it wasn't worth the cost and now we will rich it was worth every penny but then 25 quid was the cheapest potions you could buy the really whole ward tasting stuff all the way up to 95 quid for the same potions but with more of a stamp of the maker and like makes of food potions was like paintings and people trusted that make specially Make advertising labels strictly legally forced had a snobbery value the couple hundred non-fun legitimate potions you could buy the ones the school board were more like 15 made by the school potions master used with most cheapest ingredients and made to taste told the only when you got to like35 they started tasting nice with the same comparison some potions only started at £200 £5000 and so on that was only to compare the cheap 25 quid cut removal and so we purchased dozens of sets of potions Howell first aid box was going to cover everything from cut to Cancer Cure
and then the holiday was over too quick before I could fully experience 10% of the joys of being rich as every day and see something new to buy I had to go back to school and the desire to spend more in a day than people make in a year or get that thrill that high from magic use

XXXXXXXXXXXXX year 4 begins12-2-11 XXXXXXXXXXXXX

A standard flu trip later landed in three broomsticks fireplace and quickly left and enter the crowd of students making there way to the castle for another year unfortunately didn't have enough time to buy everything in the shopping alley and so I was going to have to wait for most of it to be posted in and so I sat down to the free food all you can eat buffet and before it could start the headmaster said to my delight that flying game was banned the year and many said some crap about the tri-Wizard tournament whenever a nonsense that is and that only seventh years and older could participate no only people 17 and older idiots all seven years have the same level of education or because somebody's birthday was earlier is ridiculous and I wouldn't be surprised if only a dozen people qualified and I thought it would be quite amusing to watch and so the new school year started and then I experience a really happy feeling I met professor Moody and he provided a up close personal demonstration of the Unforgivable Curses I tried to not laugh but I found it really amusing and practically Worth knowing how to perform it after the teacher said it wasn't funny nobody laughed but I still want to carry on  and then he then wanted to IMPERIO me I wasn't happy wouldn't give my support at the same time I wanted to know what it felt like in and in control testing

“Avada Kedavra!” seemed scary that incredibly useful they said it was only an offence to use against a human I would definitely perform it on any monster I come across there is no way I wouldn't 1 hit kill a dragon and so on
"The use of any one of them on a fellow human being is enough to earn a life sentence in
Azkaban. That's what you're up against."
so that doesn't cover giants hag  Veela evil goblins vampires or centaurs? I demanded to know
the teacher was taken back to yours telling me I can quite happily use that spell on any think that is not 100% human and get away with it I challenged
he put on a nasty look and said he will certainly be arrested for use in that spell but most likely you'll be given a fine or a minor prison sentence if it's not used on a human the cast looked shocked as we were sharing it with with the Lions  then the teacher
telling us next person every one of us had a date with IMPERIO and then he wanted us to start copying notes on the board I sat back in my chair comfortably and then he yelled at me what the hell did I think I was doing not copying notes and I yelled back my portrait was already writing it for me he did not seem happy haven't you heard I said I can't read your spell and my portrait does it off for years of being away from home has boosted my confidence the teacher looked unsure portrait he says while fixing both of his eyes on me and coming over 80 creepy impression he can see and do my clothing and fully examining the portrait mounted to my shoulder and then it's over other problem was that it smeared haven't had anybody that can be read before and unsurprisingly he wanted me to stay behind to discuss it in private

next lesson how does all line up and ready to be hit

 Dean
Thomas hopped three times around the room, singing the national anthem. Lavender Brown imitated a
squirrel. Neville performed a series of quite astonishing gymnastics he would certainly not have been
capable of in his normal state. Not one of them seemed to be able to fight off the curse, and each of
them recovered only when Moody had removed it.
And then it made me think if it can make  Neville performed stuff he isn't capable of doing then the spell is incredible could I make you fly by ordering it could I put it on myself for quick improvement I order myself to recover not have nightmares and so on the possibilities seem endless and the stupid wizards haven't realised
 "Donnellan" Moody growled, “you next.”
"
I moved forward into the middle of the classroom, into the space that Moody had cleared of
desks. Moody raised his wand, pointed it at me, and said, '1mperio!”

It was the most wonderful feeling. I felt a floating sensation as every thought and worry in my head was wiped gently away, leaving nothing but a vague, untraceable happiness. I stood there
feeling immensely relaxed, only dimly aware of everyone watching him. And then I  heard Mad-Eye Moody's voice, echoing in some distant chamber of his empty brain:
Hop in circles backwards

I was fully without thinking already in the persistent to follow the command it was so natural never felt so happy and content before the perfect relaxed feeling that there was one major problem I don't like to follow orders without a lot of moaning and groaning and finding a way out of it it was either one who should give orders not be a way around that it was so relaxing I was already on 1 foot and then BIZZZZZZZZ went through my system and I snapped out of it my portrait smile it activated the really weak Electric stuner it mattered the activation Word and is barely worked but we managed to temporarily shielded it was our summer project it was like 95% of the power was sucked away but it did the trick just enough of a kick and I was awake and fully aware and feeling upset I lost that really really nice feeling I never thought it was cool and installations that I had the Stern er posted to me when I heard the teacher was going to try out the spell that I'd never thought it was going to be that enjoyable the teacher looked shocked he wanted to try it again and I said no no definitely not the minute he got the hint I've had my one time experience being zapped by my portrait I stayed behind at the end of the lesson and asked the teacher he placed a spell on me and did nothing else: would it last and he said he takes real-time control over it at the beginning but after a couple minutes he doesn't take the user to fully control it he said were looking at me in suspicion so I said to him what his punishment regarding the law if I perform it on myself and I be sentenced to Azkaban for life if I cast an unforgivable on myself looked like I was saying
" don't be ridiculous"why in hell would you do that he demanded
I looked at him and said I guess you have never wanted to sit in complete happiness or couple of hours when feeling down and upset you have never wanted to have no nightmares and have a blissful sleep he started to look to Foget I said I'll just go them and left him looking contemplating

And then couple weeks the other schools turn up and we have to go outside and queue up in the cold wasn't amused but it made it worth it when you sure are pretty the French girl was and then the headmaster set up the Goblet of Fire with an age line around it and then for a whole day people have a chance to stick their names in I was deeply amused and at the same time was going to have some fun with it my portrait was the one who suggested and so after printing Harry Potter School for  idiot on a couple of different pieces of paper I had acquired half an hour when nobody bothered being near it and so I went and got a post owl and made it deliver the parchment into the goblet it dropped it in and then I added Potter again by levitating it in and then I banished it and then I got bored he can pull them pretty quickly is only so many times you can add somebody And so I went back to the common room wondering what I be able to master the mind control spell this year's and then later that evening when we all gathered in the great Hall the headmaster announced the candidates the pretty girl in the idiotic famous drumstick flyer and a Huff puff  and then I was hoping not really that much hopeful as I didn't know how powerful or complicated the goblet would be and so next jump cutting of a name and I prayed and it came to my hard work paid off actually 20 minutes of being bored
"harry potter" shouted the head master and the whole hall went funeral quiet and everybody was steering at potter he slowly after being caught another couple more times started to make his way up when another name popped out and the heast master didn't bother to read it and another and another and then we were all quite clearly told to bug of I wondered if Potter had to compete for times now everybody was talking fast and Potter's popularity took a nosedive he suddenly became the most hated person in the school the next day to headmaster gave some speaks about potter forced to compete I didn't give potter credit to have the brains to realise he could just put his name in cost for pieces of paper had his name on and only fully came for me so there was a good chance potter did it but then from the look on his face he couldn't of known potter was always more of a silent hero not a glory seeker he just did it anyway not only when the cameras were out but more the opposite plus my portrait on him didn't pick up he went anywhere near the cup but it was incredibly satisfying to hear his pet tribal to go roge and turn on him wondered if I could post him a gun and include instructions and declare it a quick item and that it would trim potter pink not put a bullet through his skull and the idiot wood do it with the instruction stating Potter having to be asleep at the time at least the dentist daughter had common sense more than most in the school it seemed only me and her new Potter was stupid enough not to be able to cross the line everybody else gave him too much credit and then a couple of funny newspaper articles about the boy hero and then the class gets round to "Summoning Charms" it was quite humorous I looked at that spell in the second year and it was far too useful to ignore them so I forced myself to learn it and fortunately the limitations on the spell became quite obvious once I mastered it and that was the strength of the user ratio to the weight and distance of the object in the class it was quite amusing to see the class and learn it I was hoping to use it as a form of tracker e.g. Summon serious black and feel a pull but unfortunately living tissue had quite a bit of resistance wouldn't work when Potter was flying and it was surely easy to counter a quite a basic spell on all my items meant no fees could easily summon them another couple of weeks later I had a visit to the village where I met with my parents in a private room in the three broomsticks my parents discovered the flu worked for them after a bit of testing with an Muslim as a guinea pig they hand-delivered me the thinnest tardis we had a full tour my parents employed the free wizards for a couple more weeks to help install everything built the partition walls and install everything it was a feat of magic to be proud of not the strongest and complicated spell to be sure but a nice use of middle to high rain level magic used the famous console room and nice high ceiling and a deep flaw not like the TV show of course they were differences that it was close enough that any fan would wet himself in enjoyment a nice dozen side room kept me busy exploring it was like a house on the same floor a lovely potion lab an really comfortable office a bedroom to be proud of an excellent big bathroom and the water pressure was incredibly strong made plumbing ridiculously easy with magic a couple of guest rooms several storage rooms a spare space everywhere the outside of the box felt like it was made of wood but if you peel it back my parents explained it was solid thick couple of meter wide iron there was some clever properties to do with it heavy magically resistant and nearly impossible to chant was so hard and took days to mould with magic and so we got them to experiment with aluminium it seemed the magical community had really any aluminium it seemed they haven't entered that you are still a couple of magical blacksmiths were centuries behind and it seemed aluminium was even more resistant to magic so it kind of Alloy was made once the magic was done it was then coated with liquid aluminium that quickly dried the aluminium had a surprising side-effect it reflected the magic back inside the box and it didn't dissipate with the same speed as most x dimensional containers they always have a couple of year life expectancy at most without being regularly reenchanted the shop believed it should easily last 20 years and gave us a glowing consul of it combined with some powerful nasty expensive goblin Ward stone installed meant it would be very tricky for anybody to gain unauthorised entry he came to combine packets of £175,000 a special foam had to install the railings and some of the stairs that reminds me to get to my bedroom you had to open a hidden concealed doorway that opened to a spiral staircase that opened to my bedroom and only my portrait would be the one allowed to activate the moveing steers my parents was also having constructed their own one that was Connecticut couple of months to make I mentioned about having it somehow turned into a port key but the shopkeepers didn't like the ideals that the ministry kept a tight hold on that type of magic and only heads of house and approved Ministry appointed staff was allowed to make them even though internal country once seemed hard choice or outright impossible but fortunately we was incapable of performing magic and nobody was willing to do it my payments were hoping it was going to make an excellent early Christmas present and it was going to help me make friends and have people socialise with me if they have a long common room to play in after spending the rest of the day with my family I thanked them over and over again hugs and had it sunk to a toy size tardis and I coded back-to-school and carefully installed it in my private dormitory room a nice strong sticking enchantment blanketed the floor meant impossible to really move when activated and the most coolest feature I claimed his instead of the window there is a halfsize receptionist portrait that tells people to go away or let them in and takes notes and passes messages and all that crap a good secretary does a nice pretty one whole month starting to get pampered and so the best feature is when I tell the portrait to open the office the door directly opens into my office like the whole inside rotate 90° I then spent a couple of hours installing ape portraits in the on the blue box and making sure it still picked me up