Chapter 6: Harry's first happy moments

We found a shop called Apothecary. It sells potions and potion ingredients.

It's the simplest name I've seen in this Alley. Not even any name was mentioned.

An old man, looking to be in his 60s was sitting behind the counter. I asked for the list of potions that he could provide. the list included potions like-love potion Amortentia, Confusing Concoction, Draught of Living Death, Draught of Peace, the luck potion Felix Felicis, Pepperup Potion, Skele-Gro Sleekeazy's Hair Potion, and many other potions.

Though we only bought aging and pepperup potions. Their prices were rather high. Especially that Felix Fu*king felicis, for that one, you'd have to custom order it, and the ingredients must be provided by yourself and according to what I've read, some of those ingredients are among the rarest. If that wasn't enough, then the time needed to prepare it is too long.

'hmm, Slughorn was rather generous. It seems. Though he did say that only 1 person before Harry had ever made a potion was satisfying enough for him to warrant him handing the potion over. It is possible that the potion Harry got was made from the same batch as the previous one.

Anyway, I now know why this shop doesn't bother advertising. Anyone who has the skill to make a Felix Felicis doesn't need any advertisement nor a fancy shop.

"Where are we going now? " Harry asked me.He was conveniently being converted into my follower.

"First, I need to have some adult clothes for when I drink aging potion. And then we will buy normal wizarding clothes. We shouldn't wander here in muggle clothes. Then, we'll go to Flourish and Blotts to buy books. Though we can find most of the books in your Manor's library, most likely. At least you can bring them to me from the library. So then, after that, how about doing something fun. Let's check out the ice cream shop, then the chocolate shop!"I said.

Now that I've taken him in, I might as well give him his very first happy moments in his life.

Harry's face split in a million watt smile."Let's go, mate." he seemed too happy.

Well, can't blame him. Don't know how I'd react if I was in his place.

Always being mistreated and then someone comes and makes friends with you and then lets you have an exciting day in a different world.

Almost looks like he has ulterior motives.

'hmm..it does seem like I was a bit hasty there. I need to tone it down a bit'. I thought while walking.

'On second thought, Nah, it doesn't matter as long as I don't show the signs of going 'dark' to Dumbledore.

That forgiving basdard never killed even if it was for the 'greater good'. Nope, even those he might or might not have sacrificed were never directly killer by him. You can piss all over him and he'd only give you a disappointed grandfatherly look.

Well, I don't actually know him yet. So let's not judge.

We bought some sets of clothes and no, I didn't ask for dragonhide and acromantula silk. I don't need it yet. I did ask if they sold enchanted clothes. She told me they had to be custom-made. That meant time and money. Welps, let's just go for simple 'mundane' magical clothes.

After some boring and excruciating time we were outta that shop. The store owner lady seemed overly enthusiastic

'Well, I'll say it was a necessary sacrifice for the 'greater good'.' I sighed.

No way, I'll keep wearing those dirty rags that I have in the orphanage.

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"Haa.... that was fun," I said as we were walking out of the Daigon alley.

We'd gone to eat ice creams and chocolates like we'd planned. And I also had Harry pack some chocolates for his time with his slavers. That's what I had Harry call them. Then I bought books on pureblood politics, etiquette, and some others that I found interesting. I'd come again after I've seen the potter library.

Then we'd gone to the broom shop and bought two brooms of the Nimbus series. It was Nimbus 1500. The shopkeeper also informed us that a Nimbus 1700 would be launched soon.

After that, the time was catching up and I realized that I'd forgotten about exchanging some of the money into muggle currency. So we'd gone back to Gringotts again and got quite a some of muggle money.

And now, I had to admit that our childish bodies were exhausted.

Now all I need to do is to call a knight bus. Tommorow is the weekend so we'll go to the potter Manor tomorrow. I took out my wand. It looked old, and it was mud Brown in colour. That's all there is to it. And no. I don't know it's size. We're not talking about di*ks here. What? you're asking about it's magical core?Come on! what am I? Christopher Ollivander? How in the Merlin's saggy ball would I know that?

Before we found a wand, I was just going to ask someone to call it for us. But now that I have wand,

"Harry, did you enjoy our roller coaster ride at Gringotts?" I asked him while pointing my wand upward.

"Yeah, that was great. I was hoping for it to last longer." before the future quidditch player could continue on, with a bang, a purple-colored bus come to a stop right in front of us.

"...."

"Well Harry, prepare for an even greater ride. But this time, you'll be hoping that it would end sooner."I said with an evil smirk on my face.

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Chapter 7: Magical Theory with Professor Chris

I was sitting in my room's bed, thinking about what I should do next.

I took out my wand and tried channeling a little of my magic through it.

I tried to bring out my magic without thinking anything. I just tried calling out magic without putting in any intent.

Nothing happened.

But I had expected this. In the Harry Potter series, everyone could only bring out magic once they have a spell for it. And only the magic specified by the spell would come out.

'But... aren't I different?' I thought as I recalled my first time casting magic. I think I might have a very great advantage over other wizards.

"I need to confirm it though," I muttered.

I close my eyes recalled what the magic which I cast on the marker earlier felt like. I recalled the exact feeling of the magic and also the exact intent I had behind casting that magic.

Yesterday, I needed a lot of emotions to cast this.'But today, I have a wand,'

With that, I put my will into bringing out the same feeling of magic which I felt earlier while focusing my intent on destroying the wall.

*Whoosh*

Suddenly I felt the same magic as yesterday flow out of my chest into my wand and A blue light once again hit the wall where I was pointing my wand as a blue beam escaped it. Though it didn't have too much power as it fizzled out. But I am still ecstatic.

"Yeah baby! I was right!" I jumped in joy. This won't be done by just any other person. They'll need a spell for it since they most likely can NOT 'feel' magic! Yes.

There has been no mention in books that the wizards can feel the magic. Because they can't. Magic would be quite easy otherwise.

'It looks like I got a better feel for magic than most. Though that does seem logical. If you were always a muggle and then suddenly stuffed in a body that contains magic. You'd easily be able to sense it.

It would be similar when magical people lose their magic. Though they usually don't have the natural feel of magic, but in this situation, they would easily be able to sense the lack of magic in their body.

Though there are some people for whom, magic comes naturally. Tommy could do magic consciously. In Japanese terms, his affinity with Mana must be very high. One can only guess what would happen if you hand him a wand for channeling his magic and access to dangerous magical knowledge.Dumbledore must have had a similar talent.

Tom Riddle, even if he couldn't feel magic, was able to do wandless magic at an early age. Without any guidance and knowledge. This really scares me a bit. But I also have my own cheat, if not the natural talent of his level.

So this gives me at least as much potential as them. But I would start training earlier than them. I need to check out if casting magic continuously can increase my magic.

'So, now let's stop my inner monologue and do some more magic.' I thought.

I need to do some more experiments.

I pointed my wand at a nearby paper and said "Wingardium leviosa."

Nothing happened. I expected that outcome.I just spoke the incantation without any will or intent. And, I didn't consciously channel my magic through my wand. There was no swish and flick.

'Take two, aaand Action!'"wingardium leviosa." This time, I put all my adult mind's focus on the piece of paper and willed it, strongly, to move up, to start levitating. To be in my control.

And.... I felt my magic move on its own and came out through my wand. And the feather started to levitate. It shot up fast at first, but then I understood that that was my intent so I willed it to stop in mid-air. It gently hovered there.

I lowered to it on the table but I had stopped my intent when it was halfway down there and the connection broke and it fell the rest of the way. There was still no swish and flick.

Ok. I know what to do next. Experiment no.:3Incantation: Noneintent: a lot ; will: a lot (is there an actual difference in those two?)Emotions: May as well mix it.Conscious magic channeling: Still not doing it...

Alright. Commence the experiment in 3,2,1. *ding*

And then focused all my intent on it and willed to get up. I felt my magic leaving those my wand. But, it wasn't as focused. It felt like it might scatter and disperse at any moment.The paper was starting to move. But it still wasn't levitating.

'wingardium leviosa' I thought in my mind and the paper started to move up a bit. It felt like the magic had started to get a bit focused. But this wasn't gonna last.

I then tried putting all the emotions I could as well ' Get up! You stupid piece of... paper!And that must have worked. The paper shot up.but, it also got torn from the middle.

'Aah! I already feel exhausted.'I still need to do one more test.This time, I would consciously channel my magic. And some of my will and intent.

'Alright! take aim,target locked.And, Fire!'

I moved my magic through the wand and commanded it to levitate the paper. And at the same time, I willed the paper to move up.I also consciously focused my magic so that it won't dissipate like earlier. Results: Target demolished.

"...."

The thing is, I wasn't paying attention if I had any other intent other than to levitate it. plus, there wasn't any vocal incantation. So the magic moved solely based on my intent.

So, I'm guessing that whatever frame that I had formed was too weak to contain that focused magic and as I had fun tearing the paper last time, a bit of that must have flown in.So, R.I.P. Paper, you were usuful till the end.

Just after I was done with my teats, I felt a dull pain in my chest. It wasn't coming from the body, but from somewhere else.

'Is this my soul or magical core?'

'Wait, did my magic already run out?! With only this much?'

It seems I'll have to be careful with my use of magic and increase my magic power.

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A.N.: For those who have objections about mc already having a wand, let me make it clear. The children buy their wands at 11 because-

1) It's tradition and law. Both of which, the Mc doesn't give sh*t to. 2) The wands can be dangerous for children themselves and those around them if they decided to throw a tantrum resulting in focused accidental magic. But mc is an adult.3) I don't remember ever reading something like- "you can't cast magic through wand before turning 11". They are taught at 11 because children are then considered mentally mature enough to understand magical theory and follow rules.