On 31 July, I turned eleven and received a "letter of happiness"!
SCHOOL OF WIZARDSHIP AND MAGIC "HOGWARTS"
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Knight of the Order of Merlin, First Class, Great Wizard, Supreme Wizard, President of the International Confederation of Wizards).
Dear Mr Potter!
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of required books and items.
Classes begin on 1 September. We await your owl no later than 31 July.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress!
HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY.
First-year students are required to have:
Three simple work robes (black).
One simple pointed hat (black) for everyday wear.
One pair of protective gloves (made of dragon skin or similar material).
One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings).
Please remember that all clothing must be labelled with the student's first and last name.
Each student is required to have the following books:
"Course Book of Spells and Incantations" (first year). Miranda Gussock
"History of Magic." Bathilda Bagshot
"Theory of Magic." Adalbert Woffling
"A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration." Emeric Switch
"A Thousand Magical Plants and Mushrooms." Phyllis da Spora
"Magical Potions and Potions." Jig Myshyakoff
"Fantastic Beasts: Habitats." Newt Scamander
"Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Defense." Quentin Trimble
Also required:
1 magic wand, 1 cauldron (tin, standard size No. 2), 1 set of glass or crystal flasks, 1 telescope, 1 set of copper scales.
Students may also bring an owl, cat, or toad.
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST-YEAR STUDENTS ARE NOT ALLOWED TO HAVE THEIR OWN BROOMS.
How lovely! No one has ever introduced themselves like that before! Let me try... Alduin, Son of Magic, Death, and Destiny. Son of Lily Potter, Devourer of Worlds, Scourge of Monarchs and Gods, Harbinger of Apocalypse and Destruction... Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
"What are you thinking about? You look too pleased with yourself." Lily snapped me out of my reverie.
"Oh, I got a letter, that's what I was thinking about.
"That means it's time for us to leave our quiet corner... Right, books, clothes, cauldrons, ingredients. We'll have to go get all that tomorrow. Today is your holiday! Eleven years old!
"Actually, I'm about thirty thousand years old, give or take a thousand... Ouch! Why?" I rubbed my head where Lily had smacked me.
"If someone had told me earlier that I would be putting an Ancient Dragon in the corner, I would have sent them to Mungo for treatment. You're a billion years old! Don't argue with your mother, get ready and let's go.
"Where?
"It's a surprise!
Resigned, I followed Lily. She took me to the portal I had set up to exit London, we got in the car and drove off in an unknown direction...
I was taken completely by surprise!
In the middle of a railway track
"What!? No way...
I looked back,
And I knew there was no way back
"It can't be!
Thoughts raced through my mind,
And I thought about what I could do.
And I knew
You couldn't help me, you couldn't help me at all.
Drums.
"AC/DC!? No way! They're playing tonight!? But how!?
"Well... your mum had to become an anonymous sponsor and donate a large chunk of the gold... Which you created yourself..." She added at the end. But it didn't matter to me, I was going to an AC/DC concert! When I first heard their songs, I stood there for two hours, playing the same track over and over again! Ahhh... how my Tu'um wants to break free!
When I arrived at the crowded square where the event of the century was unfolding, I stood there for ten minutes, just enjoying and listening. My mum was holding my hand, she was happy too.
Aaarah! I can't hold back! I raise my head and start singing along, putting my dragon Tu'um into it!
Cause I'm T.N.T., I'm dynamite
(T.N.T.) and I'll win the fight
(T.N.T.) I'm a power load
(T.N.T.) watch me explode
At the beginning of each line, the air exploded above me, thunder sounded, gusts of wind knocked people down, but they just enjoyed it. My Tu'um was as loud as the many speakers on stage! People picked me up and carried me to the stage! Brian Johnson sang along with me! It was one of the most memorable events of my life! I was on stage singing until the very end of the concert, after which my mum and I had to quickly teleport home to escape the enthusiastic crowd.
The next day, we went to Diagon Alley for school supplies. The first place we decided to visit was Gringotts Bank.
Two goblins in armour stood on the stairs at the entrance. How did they manage to evolve like this? In my past world, they lived in caves and fed on rats... And their teeth are perfect for such a diet.
"Yes, wizards?" One of the goblins behind the reception desk addressed us. I could sense all the contempt he put into those words.
"Be respectful, you worthless creature, when addressing the Son of Three and the woman who allowed him to be born into this world!" I said in ancient Goblin. Live with me and you'll learn better language.
The goblin trembled at my words, and I released some of my power, directing it at him, the same power that had brought armies to their knees, begging for mercy or a quick death. Ooh, a kaleidoscope of colours: red, orange, green... He repeated all the colours of the rainbow in five seconds!
"P... p... p... Follow me!" he blurted out finally and moved his legs, entering the centre of the bank.
"What did you say to him?" Lily asked.
"I said hello, wished him a good day, and asked him to take us to the chief. City manners," he said with a sceptical look. "That's what I get from Lily, eh, they don't believe a wise dragon... Boo-hoo.
After a few turns and corridors, we were led to a golden door decorated with precious stones.
"Please wait," said the goblin, jumping through the door.
Bam** Boom* Ding* Ayayay!
Ten seconds later, the goblin came out, greeted us, and led us in. He looked... not very, let's say, presentable.
"The chief is... ready to receive you." Hehe, right, ask or allow me something? The dwarves here are smart.
We entered and were greeted by a toothy dwarf who smiled and bowed low at our feet.
"Chief of the goblins, Big Nose, I am pleased to welcome our honoured guests, Mr. and Mrs...
"Potter," Mom whispered.
"Of course... What can I do for you?
"We're withdrawing all our money from this bank and taking all our property home with us," I said. Yes, we have a lot of money. But what kind of Dragon would I be if I didn't want more? Besides, it turns me inside out to think that my money and gold aren't in our hands!
"But... Oh yes, as you say! For that, we need a drop of your blood, to establish your rights. After all, you've been hiding from the world for so long."
Lily took out a pin and pricked her finger, letting a drop fall onto the scroll. It turned red.
"Wonderful, you passed. Now, sir, it's your turn.
I repeated the procedure. The scroll first turned red, then burned, and the flame spread to the scroll with Lily's blood, burning it too.
"I... I... You have passed, you can take your property," said the goblin, and we got up and left. I don't know what he wanted to do with the blood, but now he can't do anything. And we won't have anything to do with them.
Going down to our safe in the catacombs, I waved my hand without going inside, and all our belongings were transferred to the treasure chamber of our house. On the way back, I saw a huge white wyvern. Well, they're not going to keep a dragon here. That would be an insult to the Mother of Magic.
Leaving the bank, we headed to the shops.
"So, I'll go get the books. You go to Madam Malkin's shop for robes. And Aldi, don't do anything stupid, at least now.
"What, me?! The goblins wanted our blood, why would we want that?
"All right, go on," said Lily with a smile, ruffling my hair.
When I entered the clothing store, I saw a boy with light, slicked-back hair. He was standing there, trying things on... What's this? Yeah, let's turn around and leave...
I sat and waited for Lily to arrive. Some wizards looked at me with interest, grimaced and walked away. Well, for magicians, I look strange. Ash-white hair, red eyes, black jeans with leather inserts and a black T-shirt with a dragon design made of fire.
"I bet you're not going to wear that, are you?" Lily asked, handing me a stack of books to carry.
"You're always right, Mum," I said with a smile. "These aren't wizard clothes! I can make my own."
"You won't change your mind? Oh, the teachers are going to have problems..." Smile and wave! I'm a cute little dragon!
By the way, after realising who my mothers were and how insignificant I was in comparison to them, I actually started to feel like a child.
"You don't need a wand, but you should get one for appearances' sake," said Lily, leading me to a magic wand shop.
"Ooh, customers! I'm so happy to see you! But enough of that! Let's get down to business. Before I change my mind. Or my mind changes me!
Hmm, a strange and familiar smell... And that way of speaking...
"Here! Take this wand! It suits you! That's it! Bye bye! Arrivederci! Get out of my shop in my name!
"But, Mr. Olivander, don't you think we need a little more time to choose a wand? It's very important..." Lily objected.
"Time is an artificial construct, a conventional system based on the idea that all events occur in one direction. Always forward, but never backward. Is the concept of time true?" - It can't be...
Yes, it's him! The only one of the princes of Oblivion whom I respected and was glad to see! What cat rains he used to make!
"And it's all the cheese's fault! But let's not talk about that, you have to go...
"So you're talking to the one who destroyed the third moon over Skyrim, saying that the moon is made of cheese and therefore evil?
"You're lying! I did that to my nephew! And he liked it! I remember how he chewed that cheese ball with such appetite! He was a good and kind boy, it's a pity my brother kicked him out! In a word, you're not him. His name was Alduin, for example, and yours?
"Alduin.
"There! That's what I'm talking about! You're Alduin, and he's Alduin, and since you're Alduin, you can't be Alduin! Okay, stop! Alduin, is that you?! Let me give you a hug, nephew!
"Well, come to think of it, I'm not your nephew, so calm down, Sheogorath.
"But if you're not my nephew, then you're not Akatosh's son... Then you're his father, which means you're my father! Dad! Why did you abandon us!? Oh! Oh! Dad, look what I did!
Sheogorath let go of me and ran into the back room. I always liked him, he's so much fun. A minute later, he comes running back and shows me...
"Wabbajack! Are you proud of me? Tell me you're proud!" - Wabajek "It's a unique thing, it contains an unknown amount of magic. If you just send energy into it, the effect will be uncertain, but if you manage to figure out its structure, it's a real treasure! I don't want to lose it, only a madman could cast such a spell!
"Well done, Sheo! I'm proud of you! Why are you here?
"After Akatosh got rid of you, he became really boring. He was showing off his powers, so I hit him on the head with Wabbajack a couple of times. When he realised he couldn't get rid of the pig's snout, he threw me out too. I was floating around, not knowing where I was or who I was! It was so much fun that it made me sad. Then I felt a familiar energy, a flash, and now I've been living here for eleven years! I make sticks based on the patterns I found here, but with a little modification. They have cheese inside! We have to save the world from him! But where else to put it if not in the filling for the sticks?
"Okay, Sheo, it's time to go. It was nice to see you!
"Bye, Daddy, I'll miss you!" - We left the shop and headed for the exit of the diagon ally.
"Aah..." Lily began.
"No words, it's hard to treat the psyche," I said, twisting Wabajek in my hands, making it bigger and smaller.
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