Alexander was sitting on his bed thinking as he peered at the magic wand in his hands

It's been a few hours since I used the Floo Powder to get back to the cabin

Many strange things are happening to me and I can not find an explanation

That voice that rang in my head, I feel like I've heard it at some point, but I can't remember where

Who or what is waiting for me?

Where are you waiting for me and for what?

Since I have arrived in this world, very strange things have happened to me, but I lack the knowledge to identify if they are situations derived from magic or there is something else

But I can tell, there's something wrong with me, I have a feeling

I wonder…

As I think about all these things, I decide to rest in bed

And then it happened again, while I slept the visions returned

I appeared in a totally black place, there was only darkness wherever I looked, something inside me felt that I should close my eyes and I did.

When I opened my eyes I was inside a small room, there were a bed and a nightstand, and on the table were many bottles with a strange liquid

Take the moment to test various theories about these supposed visions that I have

I approached the table to grab one of the jars and as expected my hand went through the jar

While doing the test the room door opened and someone came in,

As I turn around to see who it is, I couldn't help a smile forming on my face when I saw who it was.

Merope Gaunt, my mother

I am observing her, it seems that it is a vision of the past, because she is physically the same as when I saw her for the last time 10 years ago

she walks towards the table and crosses my body and after counting what I imagine will be potions, she grabs one of them and goes away again

What an interesting situation I thought

Then I had that feeling again that asked me to close my eyes and I did

When I reopened the place changed

And the way he looked at the vision changed too

I'm inside someone's body!

It's amazing!

But I quickly decide to focus on what I am seeing because this vision is so rare.

My face is in front of a very strange mist

In my perspective, I can only see the fog and on the sides I vaguely see something

As if it were a door frame, but it does not look like wood and the color is a deep black

But I quickly ignore that because there is something in that fog that hypnotizes me,

I feel like I have to go through it, something drives me to do it

This does not finish pleasing me

I feel like a puppet in a play

But the person in the vision raises her hand and slowly brings it closer to the mist.

I see how my hand also moves following him

As I watch the hand approach a bad feeling invades me, something inside me feels a fatal danger

I think quickly how to wake up from my vision, and I don't know anything that makes sense to me

The hand little by little approaches the fog and my feeling of crisis deepens

The only thing that occurs to me is to guide a large amount of magical energy to my brain, to see if this way I wake up

After gathering a moderate amount of energy, I direct it towards my head.

When all that energy penetrated my brain I felt a strong pain throughout my body

Pain that immediately woke me up from my vision and my body began to squirm across my bed

After some time, I was able to calm down

While taking deep breaths I begin to analyze my body

I'm drenched in sweat, it looks like a bucket of water was thrown on my bed

I feel a metallic sensation in my mouth, which must be blood

I also feel like I'm bleeding from my eyes and ears

I'd check if I could move my body

The worst is the pain in my head, I feel like at any moment it could explode

After some time my body starts to react, slowly I regained my mobility

My body aches like all my bones have been broken

It will probably take 10 minutes just to be able to sit on the bed

While thinking about the last vision, I can't help but keep thinking about that feeling of danger

I firmly believe that I was about to die in that vision, I do not believe that what is happening with my body is the result of having guided my magical energy to my brain

Which is indicative of how dangerous visions can be.

When he managed to move my body a little, I decide to meditate, to move all my magical energy through my body

My body is very weak at the moment, I must circulate the energy to strengthen it and find energy.

after an hour I feel a little better and stop my meditation session

while I look for the mirror in the house, I get used to my body, although the pain is no longer unbearable, it is still somewhat uncomfortable

As I look in the mirror, I look like a homeless man who has not bathed for 3 years

my face is covered with dried blood, my hair is disheveled and opaque, I had not noticed but I smell quite bad

after bathing, I decide to leave the cabin and go to the forest for a while to think

while I sit in the makeshift chair leaning against that big tree while I analyze that vision

I can't help but have the feeling that this vision fog has something to do with those voices I've heard.

but it will be difficult to speculate something because I have never seen or read anything about that fog in the books

maybe when I'm at school I can ask the teachers something about this

What surprised me was the change in vision, I can be in the first person which seems more interesting than being in the place watching the events

but this vision was somewhat problematic, but I am missing information to determine if the problem is in the vision as an instrument or the problem is the mysterious fog

I can't help but sigh, every day that passes things get more complicated

I alone with my visions and my theories am close to dying, I still do not want to think about what will happen to the machinations between the families of thoroughbred wizards

in the end, it all resides in a single indisputable fact

I am very weak.