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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