Chapitre 22: Settling in

*21:45 Sunday 6 October 1991*

It's been a month since I've been in this convoluted contraption they call Hogwarts.

Moros is growing slowly and steadily. He runs around like a velociraptor. Playing (terrorizing) with the students, staff, elves and other pets. It's like looking at an down-feathered black swan. Which happens to be the size of a Rottweiler. The only people he listens to are myself, Lord Murphy, Hagrid, Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout because she spoils him silly.

I sit back and contemplate the position I'm in.

I died. Walked the Abyss. Met Lucifer, Lilith, Lord Murphy, Lady Abyss. Got reincarnated as an anchor and bodyguard. I always had a fantasy of what I would want if I was ever transported to another world. But actually doing it, having it happen, is...an experience.

Within hours of inhabiting the body of an abused boy, that died of said abuse and malnutrition. I murdered his tormentors. Then committed arson and blew up the house to hide the traces.

Everything was pure instinct from then on. Getting Sirius out of Azkaban. Healing myself and removing the Horcrux. Finding Pettigrew was an all consuming endeavor, that Lord Murphy graciously finished for myself and the wizarding world.

After tanking the economy, I had literally fuck all to do for a few weeks. That's when the existential crisis hit. I couldn't go anywhere as Sirius and Amelia were watching me. That's when I turned all philosophical. I would just smoke blunts and drink cognac, in my new child-sized body. I think I undid some of the healing the goblins did. I needed to get out of my own head. That's when I started getting homeschooled and playing sports. It's when I don't have all day to contemplate the futility of existence, I am at my best. Exercise and a few purifying potions from the SHOP, got me clean and into peak condition.

Which leads me to right now. In an unused classroom, smoking out the window. I have nothing to do except study basic magic. If I'm being honest, I already learned all of this at home. The only thing I want to do now is study Alchemy.

The Room of Requirement, is available for use, but the entire process is best done with an experienced alchemist watching over you. I have to keep telling myself to walk before I run. I've probably practiced the first year spells several thousand times by now. It's second nature to cast any first year spell right now.

Hermione told me to practice until I can cast wandlessly at the drop of a hat. Now I am thinking of creative ways to use basic spells to cause the most damage.

The roadblock I'm hitting is that all basic spells are just that, basic. For the most part they have a closed structure. Wingadrium Leviosa will only lift an object vertically. To be more precise, it only affects the area you wish to affect.

During our first charms lesson, we were given feathers for this exact reason. I could perform the spell very well, but the finer points were made clear as the lesson went on. A rigid and uniform object won't reveal the finer aspects of the spell. An irregular object however, it will reveal the intricacies and flaws of the spell. Let's suppose I cast Wingardium Leviosa on a robe. Regardless of where the robe was, if it was hung on a hook, a hangar, on a student, lying on the floor. The spell will only affect a small area of the fabric. lifting it vertically. I can move what I lift as I wish, but that's about it. Basically lift someone of something very high and let it drop.

This has led me to look for other basic spells, inside the books that I bought for the SHOP. I found several, but it all comes down to Will and Intent. And training that way is hard. Even with my Occlumency. It's just nonstop training and practice. And that's only for the simple shit. Launching objects, stopping objects, blocking spells with objects. I've gotten a spell Summa Praesidium Defensione, Total Protection Defense, which honestly ignores grammar and syntax in Latin, but magic.

Honestly, it's just a lot of handwaving and hippie nonsense. That is why I am training my Will and Intent style casting. And to be honest, spell names are sort of training wheels anyway. Same with wands. You practice to the point where a simple Incendio can melt steel, and an Ardeat can start another great fire of London.

It's annoyingly boring. And tiring. I've been tired before, but never to the point where my soul feels like passing out for a week. This is a new kind of hell. Not because of the tiredness, but because I wake up in the morning perfectly fine. I want to to sleep some more dammit! Sleep is important!

Then there is also the physical conditioning and exercises. The classroom I'm in now is basically my hideaway. It's sort of an open secret that I use the abandoned classrooms to study and practice. There were people who decided to follow me and see what I was up to, nosey cunts, but after a while, they just left me alone. I would change the classroom at random. Study subjects at random and more importantly, not talk to any student who happened upon me. The teachers, surprisingly left me to it. I was simply reading or practicing spells on bits and bobs I found around the school.

In my snooping around, I've found the bypass to the Philosopher's stone. Instead of going through all the trials, there is another way to get to the final room. It's from where the Mirror of Erised is located. Honestly, how the movie Harry or Ron did not find that is beyond me. Hermione was also :ensnared by the mirror. Whatever, it really doesn't affect me that much.

It shows either, an older me married to Beyoncé, or an older richer me surrounded by accolades and hoes. Honestly, I've had a huge crush on Beyoncé ever since I saw her with Shakira in Beautiful Liar, couldn't tell you what the song was about, but I remember her and the way she moved. honestly that Jay Z fellow doesn't deserve her.

The hoes, well, every guy fantasizes about it, I can make it happen. Money talks, bitches don't.

Done smoking my blunt. I burn all the waste and vanish it. I then get rid of the smell, and perfume myself with a scent of sandalwood and Myrrh. I then head back to my room and call it a day.

*Hermione*

Harry has been running around the entire school practicing and studying. Which leaves the Room of Requirement empty for me. The books in this room range from subpar to far too advanced. I want to focus on charms and enchantments. But in order to successfully do that, I need mastery over the basics.

The Hogwarts curriculum barely covers the basics in some areas, in others, completely disregards them. Defence against the Dark Arts is one example. The class is useless. No wonder everyone has such a hard time staying alive.

Harry and Murphy recommended Dark Arts and Dueling. You can't defend against something you don't know. Harry taught me the Patronus Charm. To keep my magic untainted. It is not impossible for a dark wizard to cast a Patronus, it just becomes harder and harder as time goes on. And by the time you realize your magical, emotional and physical corruption, it is too late.

The physical conditioning for dueling is annoying. Harry offered me to join him, but I don't want to run around at 6 in the morning. Every now and then, we'll duel together, and he'll simply dodge all my spells. No shields or anything, just run around and avoid being hit.

It's infuriating, he doesn't tease or annoy me, which would be better. He simply says nothing. This is why I workout at night, in the RoR.

I also found the vanishing cabinet and Rowena's Diadem in the Room of Lost Things. So at least I have that going for me.

The only downside is, I can't spend time with Murphy.

*Lord Murphy*

This place is a cat's paradise. Special rooms just for cats, with heated beds. Being pampered and spoiled by the house elves. All the rats in the world to hunt. This is paradise, I sometimes miss mother (Abyss) but then food arrives, and I assume she's busy.