Reverse side, rearing a child in the Garden of Avalon

Chapter 3

"Wait… wait ley lines? What's that?" Hermione asked.

Harry hummed "the best way to put it… would be to think of a ley line as the conduit trough which magic travels for the earth to use" Harry said.

This confused Hermione much more.

"Nature generates magic energy, many MANY times what a wizard can, are you following me?" Harry asked.

Hermione's nodded.

"That magical energy travels around the world, generating natural phenomena that provides the ideal conditions for us to live, however, said power can also be used by humans, in this case the train we are here, uses the fact that is on top or near enough a ley line to power it, quite eco friendly if you ask me" Harry said.

Just then the compartment opened, a young red haired boy came in.

"Ah, sorry bout that… ah… can I join in? Most of the other carts are full" the boy said.

Harry sat down as he continued to read what seemed like a comic book.

"Uh…mate? You… kinda reading it from the wrong side" the red haired boy said.

"Ah, no worries, this book is in Japanese, so that IS the correct way to read it, wanna take a look?" Harry asked.

The young boy looked at the book.

And that is how the boy got introduced to Gundam.

It was a few minutes later, and a translating charm for the boy to read the book as he found it interesting when a chubby looking boy came in.

"Uh…sorry, but has any of you seen a toad? It kinda got away from me" he said pleadingly.

Harry concentrates on his element and attracted said frog with and energy the frog found appealing. Yet none where any the wiser.

They begun to chat and talk about what the school will be like.

"My name is Ron Weasley" "I am Neville Longbottom" they introduced themselves.

"Harry Wyllt, at your service" he said with a mischievous smile.

They told him about the 4 houses that had been since its inception, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Slithering and Gryphindor.

"Most dark families go to Slitherin, most affable and cooperative people go to Hufflepuff, studious people go to Ravenclaw and brave and bold go to Gryffindor, at least that's how my grandmother explained it to me" Neville said.

They begun to chatter and then the lunch cart lady passed by, Ron did not buy anything, he had some sandwiches, Harry decided to buy some magical snacks, they were mostly the same as the regular ones, however the chocolate frogs actually moved and the jelly beans that said "All Flavors" REALLY meant it. He used structural analysis to pick the more "normal ones"

The door opened once more.

3 boys came in, a blonde boy and two bodyguards like gorillas flanking him.

"uh… I heard Harry Potter would be in this train but I haven't found him yet" he said to himself aloud.

He looked around and saw Ron and Neville "Nothing in here but a blood traitor and basically a squib, and what's this? A pair of mudbloods? Seems I won't be able to find him here" he said dismissing the lot.

"That is quite the mouth you have on you, I must say, for a pure blood your manners leave much to be desired, if you are the apotheosis of what a pure blood is, I am exceedingly glad I am not" Harry said, looking at the blonde prat and his 2 gorillas.

It took them several seconds to understand what he said, then even more to process the outrage.

"How dare a filthy mud blood tell us that, Crabbe, Goyle? Teach him a lesson"

Harry sat with a provocative gaze as the two swung their fists.

"is it really a good idea?" he said as petals begun to swarm about.

Their fists hit someone, just not their intended target.

"gag?!" the blonde prat winced in pain.

Harry had somehow switched places with the other boy instantaneously.

"A-apparitions?! It can't be… there was no sound" Crabbe said.

"Was it really? All I did was move after all" Harry said with a teasing smile.

Hermione felt her face slowly burn and hide her face behind a book she had out at the moment.

It was true, aa he used no magic, all he did was create an illusion with magecraft, he was not on the level of his teacher, not yet anyways.

"My father will hear about this" the blonde prat said.

This made Harry mad.

He walked up to him and looked deep into his eyes "I do not care about your father, I don't need to have my hand held by someone to defend or protect anything, if you want to become a wizard of some worth how about you learn to stand in your own two legs rather than to hide behind your father's skirt, you insolent well, then maybe you may be of some worth for this land" he said as he inflicted fear I to the young boy's head using hypnosis. Even Fou felt angry as his fur stood up.

The child ran away screaming..

"okay, if no one gonna say it, I will… that was wicked" Ron said in awe.

It was then when 2 red haired twins came into the car, probably Ron's brothers from their similar looks.

"we heard"

"that someone put a Malfloy prat"

"in his place"

"Lots of complaining, from what we heard quite a bit of cursing too"

"something about a mugleborn"

"and so we came here"

"to shake the hand of the awesome bastard"

"that put that insufferable brat in his place"

The twins said as we all moved from one to the other to follow their twin speech.

"ah… that's right, I am Fred"

"I am George"

"and we are the Weasley twins" they said in stereo.

They talked and went on about their stuff, he showed the twins some stuff he managed to bring, along with a Gameboy system with some games.

"Uh… so this are toys of the muggles came up with? Seems nice, most of the games we have are table games" Ron said.

Harry smiled "oh, we have those, how about I show you one of my favorites?" he said with a smile.

Hermione was having a fit of the giggles.

Harry had, for some reason, brought with him a game most muggle and muggle born would recognize. Merlin enjoyed this game quite a bit, he always made it on Camelot era and the NPCs always where people of Camelot… which once he found who he really was made a tremendous amount of sense in hindsight. Those NPCs were WAY too detailed.

"Dungeons and Dragons?" the twins asked in unison.

Harry explained the rules of the game and brought the Players Guide out, when they saw the different magical classes they laughed but saw that said spells could be useful in the real world, but to be limited to use x spell x amount of times… so that the game would not be broken.

"this makes you use your head quite a bit" Fred said.

"Gotta hand it to the muggles, not many or any wizard would have thought of a game like this" George said.

Harry told them that if any was interested, he would be more than happy to help them get started with a game, regardless of whatever house they would land in.

They left after saying goodbyes, Hermione sitting next to him reading one of the books on magic Harry loaned to her.

It took a while but finally the train begun to stop, they arrived.

They got out of the train and where meet by a giant of a man, he introduced himself as Hagrid and asked the kids to get in the boats, as all first years had to in order to be keyed in. Its was a ritual of sorts.

The giant man got into a boat with Harry, Hermione, Ron and Neville. Harry felt something off about the man, as if he had seen him before.

They got to the entrance and they where made to wait on the hall as ghosts came by talking about a poltergeist and how troublesome be was, when one of the portly ghosts noticed the kids and introduced themselves as the ghosts of each if the houses.

It was then when the principal of the school, Dumbledore, did a small sermon and then said for the sorting to begin, however he saw Harry and his eyes stayed on him for a bit, Harry had a bad feeling about something.

It was then time for us to be sorted, thankfully all of the children who where on the cart with Harry knew it was just a small ceremony for it.

Until it came to his name.

"Potter, Harry" the teacher called out.

Harry sighed, he had a new last name, but apparently they decided not to honor his wish and that's when everything hit the fan.

He walked up to the hat.

"oh? What's this? For a child so young you sure have a strong mental defense, I cant sort you if you do not allow passage for me to read you boy" the hat said to Harry mentally.

"How would I know that you wont tell my secrets to all? After all I learned about things that cant be learned behind these walls" Harry replied.

"It is a pact of old, woven into magic in my being, that will not allow me to disclose any secret and just see the character of the person in order to judge where they should go" the hat replied.

Harry used structural analysis and found that what the hat said was indeed true.

"Very well, however, some things will be obscured" Harry said.

And so the hat when trough his memories, looking at a blurred face that taught him many things, Harry's own desire to learn more, his desire to grow, his selflessness and bravery.

The hat was at a loss, he would be able to fit into ANY of the houses as his qualities were exemplar of those of the houses he could go.

However, he was more than anything brave.

"Gryfindor!" the hat said.

After all that everyone was rather silent. Harry sat down at the Gryfindor table as the rest was a rather quiet affair.

Still, Harry glared at the headmaster.

He did not want to stand out due to his name.

He and the others walked as a senior escorted them to their dorm, it was a older brother of Ron, Percy.

It was then when Ron, Neville and Hermione finally asked why he was used a fame name.

"I am not, I changed my name to the person who took care of me, I don't have much attachment to the surname Potter, to be honest I want to be seen for my skills and abilities, not by a glorified title I have" Harry said feeling rather angry, he was massaging his temples.

"what do you mean by that? Hermione asked.

"Do you expect a newborn baby being able to defeat a dark lord like Voldemort when none could? Don't you find that odd?" Harry asked.

Hermione nodded as she understood what he said.

"but why? I don't get it" Ron said and Neville also nodded.

"I forgot you wizards don't have much common sense, someone told that story to make me into a symbol, I don't want that, I don't wish to be used or manipulated" Harry said, I am going to get back, specially at this stupid authors who wrote such lies."

"So you are not a champion if the light?" Ron said.

"Uh?! Light? Dark? I really don't care much about such stupid labels, is not the kind of magic you use, but the intent behind them, no magic is inherently good or evil, just the intent behind them" Harry said.

Ron and Neville, as well as quite a few who where listening in had their mouths agape.

Hermione, however, understood what Harry meant.

Who would like to be famous for surviving the death of their parents? No one. It was like someone reminding you of something painful.

And so they got all set up and Harry took time to read some books Waver, that is Lord El-mellio II had given him to study about modern magecraft.

He felt a pair of eyes looking at him and saw Hermione, she glanced at the book in his hands a d he smiled "Would the lady care to join me?" he said with a charming and disarming smile (albeit that was not his intention whatsoever)

Hermione felt like an arrow just struck her at her chest and felt her face burn a bit. "Ah… y..yes!I would, but what book is this about?" she asked.

"Well, this book is about the making of a magic item to serve a purpose, at least combat wise, to help enhance or make a magic come much easier and faster, as it would be solely specialized in that single thing, though it could also be used in non combative areas" Harry added. "I call such things Mystic Codes"

Hermione blinked, "can you do such thing?"

"it would take time and resources, but I am confident I will be able to do so, but to be honest I wish I had any artifact from Arthurian era, it would certainly boost the effect of my mystic code"

His wand was his mystic code, made from materials freely given to him, it was 3/4ths done, at least, that is what his instincts told him, like a piece was missing.

His wand served two purposes, one, as a wizarding magic foci, to use his magic in a much easier way, and two, a mystic code.

He honestly did not know what it will do as he was making it by instinct, letting his nature tell him what should be done.

He loaned a book to Hermione l, who avidly begun to read until they felt tired, as the banquet bad a lot if lavish food that they all partook with great enjoyment.

With tonight's being exchanged he went to his room, using magecraft to erase any sounds as to not bother the ones who were asleep.

He said, that he would speak with the headmaster about his naming situation.

Elsewhere at Hogwarts

Dumbledore was quite troubled.

"I tried doing a small prove at him I must say, his mind is so heavily fortified that I doubted he was a child, probably will be like his father and with that strong mental defense no one could read him to find answers" Snape Severus, potions teacher said to Dumbledore.

Also what made him weary was the look Harry gave him, it was quite a potent anger, but why? Wouldn't he want to be called by his real name rather than the fake he had taken?

But no, he felt a wave of hostility from the boy with over him.

He was worried, and rightly so (at least, that is what he thought), whither that kind of attitude, he may fall to the dark, perhaps he should let Snape show him about the dark side with his own mannerism at class?

Snape was a reformed Death Eater, a secret only he and a select other knew, he used him to try and keep students in line, specially from his own house.

This would have to wait till the next day.

First day of classes

It was quite the day, as many students woke up, however they found themselves outdone as Harry had woken 2 hours before them, he was coming back looking quite unkempt, "I was doing some physical training" he answered as he went for a shower.

The rest if the students went down the great hall for their breakfast and many begun to ask for an explanation of the name he used.

"I never meet my family, I was raised by someone else, my assumed surname means more to me than being Potter due to the fact that the person who raised me also taught me a lot and treated me as a person, unlike the people I was forced to live under before that happened"

The rest of the students kept the matter drop, it was very private from the looks of it.

After breakfast

The first class they had was introduction to herbiology along with Hufflepuff, the teacher explained what this class was going to be about and what we should expect, the types of plants and the uses. After that they went to Transfiguration.

A cat jumped into a desk and transformed promptly into professor Mcgonagall.

"it seems that did not surprise you" she said as the only thing Harry did was raise an eyebrow at this.

She then begun to explain about wand movements and intent, as well as incantations that will be learned and how they operate for it to work.

For Harry. This looked a tad like Alchemy, but on a bullshit spectrum, what about conservation of mass?

Still he went on and diligently wrote down on a notebook he brought, parchments is good, but he sure as hell proffered modern conveniences.

If they complained he would just transfigure the sheets into parchments.

Hermione, however was having some troubles, not academically, is just… her personality was academically, and thus perfectionists and expected that others to be held responsible to their own work, something normal kids could not do, by virtue of being kids, she came out as annoying.

Harry noticed this happen as she always wanted to answer a question and was first to finish her work, there was nothing wrong with that, at least to him, but he could understand the others, the class would go too fast for those not adept at studying like him or Hermione.

It was later when he encountered the most interesting of teachers…

"Ah, yes," he said softly, "Harry Potter. Our new — celebrity." Severus said as he looked at Harry.

Draco Malfoy and his friends Crabbe and Goyle sniggered behind their hands. Snape finished calling the names and looked up at the class. His eyes were cold and empty and made you think of dark tunnels.

"You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of potion-making," he began. He spoke in barely more than a whisper, but they caught every word — like Professor McGonagall, Snape had the gift of keeping a class silent without effort. "As there is little foolish wand-waving here, many of you will hardly believe this is magic. I don't expect you will really understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses. … I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death — if you aren't as big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach."

Harry looked at Hermione, she definitely wanted to beat this challenge.

Harry felt a small tingle going on and immediately washed himself with his prana, something was trying to enter and thus circulated his organs to wash away whatever was trying to get in.

He heard a small grunt as Severus held his chest.

He turned around and out his hand over his mouth… he was bleeding.

Harry did not know this had happened and went on as usual.

Senator composed himself quickly and turned back to the class, Draco however looked worried, Snape had a small twitch going on, and that was only seen when he is holding back something rather painful.

He looked at Harry, who looked clueless and went on.

"Potter!" said Snape suddenly. "What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" he winced inwardly, so he internal organs had suffered some damage, nothing lethal, but still.

"asphodel and wormwood make a powerful sleeping potion known as the Draught of Living Death, also called by muggle borns as the Sleeping beauty potion…sir" Harry said.

He glared at him, not a textbook answer, it came from reading and inductive reasoning., however he did not know about the last one, he had to update his knowledge.

"What is the difference, Potter, between monkshood and wolfsbane?"

"Uh… sir? Aren't those the same? Its redundant to use a different name for a plant, is it not?" Harry answered.

Snape grunted "3 points for Gryphindor"

As much as he would have wanted, he had no grounds to take points... At least not yet.

He had them make the mist simple of potions to start, Hermione and Harry had the most outstanding results, mostly Harry due to him reinforcing ingredients to enhance their effectiveness, as his teacher once said to him "if you are not cheating… you are not trying hard enough" also, he added a few tweaks to the instructions to further reduce the time needed to make. Hermione was a student who could learn, while Harry took it a step further, be made the knowledge into his own making, finding ways to enhance it, in other words he was inventive and innovative.

Gryphindor lost about 20 points due to Snape being vindictive and taking them from Ron and Neville, who was a nervous wreck.

Double Potion class was over, incidentally, he had received an invitation from Hagrid, apparently he wished to discuss something with him, he also said he was welcomed to bring company.

Curious as to how the groundskeeper knew him and how he knew he was free after potion class, he decided to give the man a visit.

He came out with a crossbow, and a large dog came out barking furiously, however he vowed back when be saw Fou, acting like an overgrown puppy.

"Dun worry about him, he is a big softy that one… s'name is Fang, please come on" he said with a warm smile.

"Pleasure to meet you, and thank you for the invitation, I have brought a small gift, please do enjoy" Harry said as he took a bottle.

It was elegantly crafted, with gilded leaves and golden apples as decoration. "I have no use for a drink such as this, due to my age, so take this and enjoy yourself, it is a drink made from the very best apples you will never see" Harry said

These apples came from the Garden he was raised and trained, so, you can only imagine what apples from a feary land would be like when made into alcohol or spirits.

"I… I cant accept this!it so fancy and must have costed a fortune" Hagrid said.

"It is alright, as it was all done by the person who raised me, the only cost was magic power to create the artistic guilding of the bottle." Harry said with a smile. "that being said" he then projected a tall glass for Hagrid.

"Well… dun mind if ah do" he said as he poured the drink. The golden liquid flowed like a cascade of gold, a perfect white foam gently rising up, he took a big whiff and sighed and then chugged it down.

"By George! This is quite a drink, whoever dun do this drink is a genius! And it has quite a kick" he said enjoying the flavor.

"I am glad you enjoyed it, so please let's begin to chat, as I wish to know the reason you invited me and knew him about my free period" Harry asked.

"well, truth is, I was there when you where born, you where quite small, managed to fit in dah palm of mah hand, I was the one who rescued you after…that happened"he said

Harry blinked… "Did you… perhaps used a motorcycle?" Harry said as he half remembered something.

"Ah! You have quite a memory, yes, that is true. I wrapped you with a blanket as it was quiet cold that night" Hagrid said.

It was then when he saw a news clipping as Ron was talking to Hagrid after introducing himself.

GRINGOTTS BREAK-IN LATEST

Investigations continue into the break-in at Gringotts on 31 July, widely believed to be the work of Dark wizards or witches unknown.

Gringotts goblins today insisted that nothing had been taken. The vault that was searched had in fact been emptied the same day.

"But we're not telling you what was in there, so keep your noses out if you know what's good for you," said a Gringotts spokesgoblin this afternoon.

Interesting, this happened almost the same day he had his birthday.

There is something that was bothering him… about the announcement that the headmaster Dumbledore had said about a painful death for anyone who goes to the 3rd floor?

He knew what he was gonna do this weekend.

Chapter end

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