《Harry Potter - Book 1 - Arrival To The Harry Potter World As a Villain!》Chapter 12
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Earth~
Hogwarts Castle, Highlands, Scotland, Great Britain~
November 1, 1990, ~
While Tom was planning how to take over the wizarding world, the consequences of his action in the Muggle world have finally started to affect the Wizarding world and the fate of the world has started to become even more obscure since the moment he entered this world.
After the world became dark and people around the country started to turn in and sleep a castle stood on a hill.
It's the famous Hogwarts Castle.
Hogwarts Castle is a large, seven-story high building supported by magic, with a hundred and forty-two staircases throughout its many towers and turrets and very deep dungeons.
The castle was built in the late Early Middle Ages (c. 993) by a wizard architect and the four most celebrated wizards of the age: Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw and Salazar Slytherin.
The castle houses Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, regarded as the finest wizarding school in the world.
Hogwarts is built in a valley area — surrounding mountains are part of the landscape — with the fairly large Great Lake to the south of the main building.
The huge main oak front doors leading into the Entrance Hall face the west and open up to sloping lawns. The deep Forbidden Forest extends around to the west of the Castle.
There are also exterior greenhouses and vegetable patches on the school grounds.
Due to its extremely advanced age and the sheer amount of magic present in or around it, the castle is might have developed some form of sentience or awareness.
In the Headmaster's Tower, there was an office with a stone gargoyle as a door.
Rumble!
The stone gargoyle moved aside and you could see a spiral staircase with moving steps.
People started to come down the stairs while talking to each other along the way.
Inside the office, there were only two people left.
The office is a circular room with windows, decorated with portraits of previous Headmasters including Dilys Derwent and Phineas Nigellus Black. Many magical instruments are kept here, such as the Sorting Hat.
Behind the desk in the room there was an old man with long white beard seating there, he looked at the young man sitting in front of him with his half crest glasses and blue eyes.
The old man had on purple robes that had stars embedded in them, the stars were shining different color.
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Of course, this old man is the Professor Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore the man hailed as the greatest Headmaster to ever grace Hogwarts by many.
"Have you found any news about 'Him'?" Albus asked the man in front of him.
The man was a thin man with sallow skin, a large, hooked nose, and yellow, uneven teeth.
He was dressed in flowing black robes which made him resemble "an overgrown bat".
He had shoulder-length, greasy black hair which framed his face in curtains, curling lips and dark, penetrating eyes that resembled tunnels.
And he had an expression that made him look like someone owned him millions of gallons.
This man was obviously Severus Snape, the Professor of Potions and the head of the Slytherin house.
"No, I have talked to everyone in the in the inner circle who is not in Azkaban and they all said there was no trace of him," Snape said with a gloomy tone as he looked Professor Dumbledore.
"That is indeed troubling, we have to find him before next year in order to protect Harry from him," Albus said as he scratched his beard.
"Do really need to allow the boy to come here, can't he stay with his Muggle family, that why we don't have to worry about the Dark Lord going after him, I doubt the dark lord is interested to search the muggle world for the boy," Snape said with a sneer.
"You know as much as I do that the blood protection is only until the boy is 17 years old before it is gone, he needs to learn how to protect himself before that, he also needs to learn in order to fulfill his prophecy," Albus said taking off his glasses and scratching his eyes.
Great Britain, Unkown~
January 1, 1991, ~
It's 2 months since he came into being and Thomas was finally going to put his plan into action.
How to corrupt Harry Potter into joining the DARK SIDE!
His magic has taken few weeks to work and now he can use all the spells wizards use without a wand.
It is Thomas's understanding that magical energy exists within every wizard.
A wand simply organizes and directs a wizard’s thoughts, intentions, and energy into a spell.
Without a wand, ordinary wizards would find it extraordinarily difficult to harness and direct their energy into a high concentration stream of a spell.
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Some powerful wizards have great mental control, as well as great energy reserve. They might be able to garner a high enough concentration for a spell without a wand.
The wands themselves, however, have very little (if any) energy of their own.
Both Snape and Dumbledore can both do magic without a wand but their thinking of magic is flawed.
Looking back at Voldmorts memories he found out that every wizard learns how magic is in their first year.
There are rules to how it works and how it can be used, of course, but at the end of the day, it isn’t a particle, it isn’t a beam, it isn’t demonic, it isn’t divine, it isn’t from the stars, it isn’t from the earth, it isn’t alive, it isn’t dead, it’s just magic. It comes from magic, it’s made out of magic, it’s powered by magic, it works because of magic, and it exists due to magic. Magic is magic.
Thomas finds this a wrong way to explain what magic is.
He likes to think that Magic is some kind of higher dimensional energy that can manipulate space, time and matter.
Let's take apparition as an example.
The way apparition works are more like traveling through curved space. Like take a paper, and plot two points, the shortest path is joining them using a straight line but a much shorter path would be to fold the paper and the points overlap each other.
Getting sucked into a tube. And the tell-tale crack of apparition sounds like the air suddenly filling up the vacuum created by the traveler.
Instead of how Wizards learn it which is just thinking of the place you want to go and using magic with intent and puff you teleport.
"It's time," Thomas said and left where he was with crack.
Little Whinging, Surrey, England, Great Britain~
He appeared in a neighborhood consisting of a number of boring, boxy houses with gardens at the front and back.
It was 8 am and dark clouds hung over the skies making the entire neighborhood gloomy.
He casts a non-verbal Disillusionment Charm on himself as he looks at the Number Four Privet Drive.
He frowns as he senses the breathtaking amount of magic concentrated over that house.
'Blood magic' as a master of dark arts he has studied that branch of magic and to honest he has never come across this type protection using blood magic.
He can feel that there is not just blood magic over the house, he also feels magic that reminds him of Hogwarts, 'Old magic'.
That is probably the magic used to protect Harry from the killing curse.
He remembers what he was told on the studies they did in the department of mysteries from one of his death eaters who were unspeakable.
According to them, there are five known divisions in the Department of Mysteries that attend to love, time, thought, death, and space.
As well, the Hall of Prophecies, although I do not know whether prophecies would fall under anything other than paranormal psychology.
The room housing the study of love, IIRC, is the room that is always locked and cannot be opened with any instrument.
He was told that this room contains a force so powerful that it would be completely overwhelming were it not contained.
Love falls under several branches of psychology including, but not limited to: attachment psychology; biological psychology; forensic psychology; social psychology; and behavioral psychology.
The love room may be used in attempts to understand and duplicate the magical protection self-sacrificing love creates, the only magic strong enough to repel the Killing Curse.
Which may mean that Lily was one of the unspeakable workings in that room.
His thoughts were interrupted as he saw the door to the Number Four Privet Drive open and a fat blonde kid who looked like a whale come out holding the hand of a tall and skinny woman who had a long neck.
After they left the house a fat man who almost could not get out of the doorway came out.
He took out keys to his car and opened it allowing the other two to get in before he got into the car he looked back at the doorway where a child stood.
He had on clothes twice his size with broken glasses on his face, he looked pale and skinny with messy hair and green eyes like an emerald.
"Boy, since you are sick you better stay in the house and not come out, do your chores and no funny business, do you hear?!" The fat man said as he looked around to see if there was anyone watching.
"Yes, uncle." The boy replied and the fat man got into the car starting it.
After the car left the boy went side looking the door and Thomas smiled.
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