Hallo! This is ArchimedesAckermann, and this is the rewritten version of my original, Master of the Mind. You don't need to read that unless you want to. So, I changed a few things, and I hope you guys like this!

Enjoy!

In Surrey, England, on one tragic night of October, a baby boy with dark black hair and eyes that shone a sharp green was left on the doorstep of Mrs Petunia Dursley and Mr Vernon Dursley. After the man with the long white beard and the lady who was a cat vanished into the night, lightning flashed in the sky that had been cloudless moments ago. In the dark broiling clouds, a portal opened up, seeking magic of any form. In the small town of Little Whinging, Surrey, there was only one little source of magic, and he was sucked into the portal. The portal closed, and the clouds dispersed, with Harry Potter in tow.

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In a forest of the kingdom of Fiore, a young boy by the name Mystogan turned away from a once cloudy sky. His eyes were filled with relief and determination. "Sorry, father, but I'm shutting down any Anima I can."

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In a majestic castle in Scotland, Albus Dumbledore popped a lemon drop in his mouth in agitation. Minerva McGonagall glared. "What do you mean you don't know where Harry Potter is?"

Dumbledore pinched the bridge of his nose, fighting the guilt and despair boiling in him. "His relatives said that they never received him. All I hope is that no Death Eater got him."

McGonagall stared at him, eyes old. "Albus, we promised James and Lily."

"I know," the old man replied, world weary and tired. "I know."

"What do we do?" the woman demanded, refusing to believe that the legacy of the Potters was gone.

Dumbledore rested his forehead on his hands. "We search and search endlessly, and we refuse to give up hope."

"Albus, what if he is gone? We can't search for him for years on end! We need to move on from this war. You-Know-Who is gone, and being hung up on Harry Potter will only lead to heartache," McGonagall reasoned, looking terribly lost and sad.

"If we cannot find him, I will tell the public," Dumbledore decided. "What I did was foolish, and I should face the consequences."

McGonagall paled. "But the repercussions will be catastrophic. Harry Potter is a hero, and if the public knows that we were responsible for his whereabouts, they will call for our blood."

"Maybe we will find him, but if we don't, I will pay the consequences. You need to stay here," Dumbledore told the Deputy Headmistress. "Do not argue with me. You need to help the Wizarding World rebuild."

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A tall teenage girl with pitch black hair and ruby eyes peered down at the little bundle that had appeared before her. The young pink haired girl next to her cooed softly. "Look, Ultear! He's so small and cute!"

Ultear let a small smile touch her lips. "Yes, he is very cute."

"Can we keep him?" Meredy asked, her wide eyes hopeful and pleading. She knew her mother figure would never be able to say no to her puppy face.

The older girl pursed her lips, trying to look anywhere but at Meredy's face. After a bit, she sighed, relenting. "Fine, we can. It doesn't seem like he has anywhere else to go anyway." They had stumbled upon the baby in a dark alleyway in Crocus after a mission.

Meredy cheered, scooping up the child in her arms. "Aren't you adorable?" she murmured to the baby, who blinked his wide green eyes up at her and reached up with his chubby hands to pat her face softly. "Awwww," she squealed, hugging the baby to her chest. "Can I name him, Ultear?"

Ultear nodded. "Of course, as long as there's no tag naming him already."

The younger girl dug through the blankets around the baby, searching for any indication of the baby's name. "There's nothing," Meredy informed her mother figure with glee.

"Then what would you like to name him?" Ultear prompted.

Meredy scrunched up her face in thought, before lighting up like a Christmas tree. "Kazoku! Since he's going to be part of our family now!" Meredy exclaimed.

A soft smile spread over Ultear's expression. "Kazoku. I like it."

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"Meredy-nee-chan!" a two year old Kazoku cried out, running after his older sister on chubby legs. "Wait!"

The pink haired girl laughed, kneeling down with arms spread for a hug. Kazoku squealed and threw himself into his sister's embrace. "You're very active, Kazoku," Meredy teased, poking the little boy's tummy.

"Nee-chan! Stop!" said little boy protested, pouting cutely.

Ultear walked into the room, frowning. Meredy looked up, tilting her head to the side. "Ultear, is everything ok?"

"Yes, yes," Ultear answered absentmindedly, brushing off Meredy's concern. "You just focus on training for now." She gave Kazoku a soft smile. "You too, Kazoku. You need to grow up to be strong and powerful."

Kazoku blinked up at her. "Me strong!" he boasted, holding up a chubby little arm.

Meredy giggled, using a finger to prod the arm. "Oh yeah, definitely," she indulged the little boy.

Kazoku pouted, catching onto her sarcasm. "I'mma grow strong!" he promised, looking up at his family with a pure adoration only a child could have. "And protect Meredy-nee-chan and Ultear-nee-san!"

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"Ultear-nee-san! I decided on a magic to learn! Well, actually, I have two, and I can't decide between the two," Kazoku admitted, smiling a bit sheepishly.

Ultear patted the five year old's head affectionately. "You could always learn both magics, depending on what they are."

"I want to learn Requip, and Nullification Magic," Kazoku told her excitedly. "Can I learn both?"

"Yeah, definitely," Ultear confirmed.

Kazoku smiled at his big sister, even though lately, she had become busier and a lot stricter with him. "When can I start?"

Ultear glanced at the clock. "You can start whenever you want, with meditation. I need to get to a meeting." She gave him one last dismissive pat on the head before leaving the room.

Kazoku deflated slightly, looking after his sister's retreating figure forlornly. He just wanted her to pay him some attention!

"Ultear's just busy," Meredy said softly, as she comforted her little brother. "We're getting closer to finding Lord Zeref."

Oh. That was another thing Kazoku couldn't understand. Why were they so adamant about finding this strange man when everything was already so perfect? They had their own little family, and what else did they need?

The little boy shrugged. "Okay. I'm going to go meditate now."

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When Kazoku was ten years old, they found Zeref.

"But…" the boy said haltingly, intimidated by having the Seven Kin of Purgatory's attention on himself, "...wouldn't that mean war with Fairy Tail?"

Zancrow, the Fire God Slayer, cackled mockingly. "Oh is the little boy scared of some fairies?"

Kazoku bristled angrily, glaring at the God Slayer, but before he could speak, Ultear silenced him with a look. "Kazoku is right. Fairy Tail holds the position as the strongest guild in Fiore, and helped in the demise of the Oracion Seis."

"We should not underestimate our enemies," Capricorn agreed, calm as always.

Rustyrose nodded sagely, and started to sparkle. "Oh yes, let loose our desire! This will be an all-out war between our two guilds!"

Kazoku blinked at the man in confusion.

"Ifeelthesameway," Kain said, too fast for it to be coherent.

Meredy held up a finger solemnly. "I will translate what Kain just said: he said, 'I feel the same way'."

Ultear gazed at her two little adopted siblings. "Kazoku, Meredy, will you two fight?"

The pink haired girl nodded seriously. "I will."

"I will too," Kazoku echoed. Even though he had no interest in Zeref, his family was going off to fight, and he had promised to protect them even if they did not need it.

At the young age of ten, Kazoku was one of the highest ranking officers in the guild under the Kin.

A low, sinister chuckle broke into the Kin's conversation. "Interesting," Master Hades rumbled, lounging in his throne. "We are Grimoire Heart, the heart of the devil. And tonight, we Devils will hunt the Fairies." The man began glowing, his dark magic swirling around his person. "This is war, Fairy Tail!"

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Kazoku wandered about the pretty island, looking around curiously. "Ooh I don't think I've ever seen such a cute animal!" he exclaimed, crouching down to cuddle a small white creature with an orange cone for a nose.

The little creature shook on its knees, smiling up at him. "P-Plue!"

"Oh, is your name Plue?" Kazoku cooed, patting the cute creature's head.

It nodded happily.

"Plue? Plue, where did you run off to?" a female voice called out.

Kazoku looked up, blinking at the sight of a pretty blonde girl stepping onto the path he had been taking. She had glanced to the left first, and had not yet seen him. She must be a member of Fairy Tail.

"P-Plue!" the little creature called out, holding out its arms toward the girl, who must've been its master.

The girl turned around, and blinked in confusion when she saw Kazoku. "Uh," the girl asked in trepidation. "Who are you? Are you part of Fairy Tail? I've never seen you around, and—"

Kazoku sighed. Well, even though he was reluctant to attack these innocent Fairies, he did not want them to pose a threat to his family in their goal to obtain the Black Wizard Zeref. "I'm really sorry," he began, interrupting the girl, "but I can't disappoint my family." He raised a hand. "Requip: Wind Slicer!"

A long, thin sabre sword appeared in his hands.

"W-what are you—" the girl started, seriously confused, but also beginning to understand his hostile intentions.

He lunged at her, slashing his sword diagonally to maximize damage. He never did quite like fighting.

The girl frowned slightly when he took a swipe at her even though the blade wasn't even close to her body, but her eyes widened in understanding and she leapt to the side. However, she was a bit late, and the wind expelled from his sword was able to clip her side.

Not bad, not bad. She had brains at least.

"Lucy, where did you go?" another female voice called out in exasperation. "First Plue, now you—" A dark haired girl wearing a bikini top and brown khakis blinked at the scene. "Who are you?" she demanded, staring at Kazoku.

"Cana! He's an enemy!" the girl named Lucy cried out, clutching her wounded side in pain. "Watch out for his sword! It sends out wind that acts like an extension of his blade."

Cana whipped out a hand of cards, in a battle-ready position. Her eyes widened when they fell on his guild tattoo that was located on the left side of his neck. "You're from Grimoire Heart? But… why? And how?"

Kazoku smiled. It was not a happy smile, or a comforting one. It was one that promised the two girls pain. "I would like you to know that me attacking you is nothing personal. It's just that Grimoire Heart has declared full-out war with Fairy Tail. I am Kazoku Milkovich, and as one of the Lieutenants of the Seven Kin of Purgatory, I must participate in this war."

He did not allow the girls to respond, and charged.

Cana dodged his first thrust, and flung her cards at him. "SUMMONED LIGHTNING!"

Bolts of yellow lightning raced towards Kazoku, who held up his free left hand and made a sliding motion with it. The lightning diverged from its initial path towards him and hit the trees to his left.

"Nullification magic?" Cana mused, startled. It seemed to her that this young boy was more troublesome than he appeared.

Taking advantage of the girl's surprise, he launched a new attack.

"Watch out, Cana!" Lucy cried out, shoving the other girl out of the way before drawing a golden key. So this blonde girl was a Celestial Spirit Mage? Interesting. "Open! Gate of the Golden Bull: Taurus!"

A brilliant gold light flashed and a minotaur wielding a giant labrys appeared. "Moooo! What can I do for you, Lucy?"

"Get him!" she shouted, pointing at the boy.

The minotaur charged at him, swinging his weapon.

Kazoku raised an eyebrow, sidestepped the charging bull, ducked under a slice and sent his sword right through the Celestial Spirit.

"MOOOO! I'm sorry, Lucy, but I'm afraid that's all I can do!" Taurus exclaimed apologetically, vanishing with a flash of gold.

Lucy blinked, and stared at Kazoku. This young boy… he was powerful, and it seemed like he was out for their blood.

"Come on, Lucy, we got this!" Cana started hurling endless cards at the boy. "EXPLOSION!"

Nodding, Lucy grabbed another one of her keys. "Open! Gate of the Maiden: Virgo!"

The Celestial Spirit charged Kazoku, who was busy nullifying or dodging Cana's attacks. Kazoku pursed his lips in annoyance. "Requip: Stardayne Blade!" His sabre disappeared in a flash, replaced by a longsword. This sword did not cut through things; rather, it brought unimaginable pain to those it touched. Too much contact with the blade could lead to insanity or even death.

Kazoku ducked under the volley of cards, and swung out his sword in the direction of the Celestial Spirit. He sighed internally when the female dodged it neatly, and slammed a hand onto the ground, creating a hole underneath his feet. He flung out his hand, catching the rim of the opening.

"We got him!" Lucy cheered, watching Cana prepare the final incapacitating blow.

Kazoku rolled his eyes. "Requip: Flame Shield!" A rectangular shield resistant to flames appeared on his right arm, and the explosions from Cana's cards bounced harmlessly off of it.

"Cana?! Lucy?!" an unknown male voice cried out in alarm.

The two girls turned around, and Kazoku took that moment to swing himself out of the crater in the ground. He turned to face two new mages, both of which were male. He took a step back. Taking on all four mages would only result in his utter defeat, but at least if he fought, he could deal some blows to the enemy and stall them. Kazoku banished his shield, and stared at the mages. "The Seven Kin of Purgatory are coming. And you will not survive if you do not surrender."

The unfamiliar young man with black hair frowned. "Who the hell are you?"

"I am Kazoku, the Lieutenant serving under Ultear, the leader of the Seven Kin of Purgatory from Grimoire Heart. And I am here to tell you that you should surrender if you want to survive past today."

"Ultear?" the black haired boy in the purple shirt gasped out, eyes wide.

Kazoku tilted his head to the side. "You know her?"

"Shut up, Gray!" Cana said in exasperation. "He's our enemy right now, and there's no time to talk."

"That is true," Kazoku agreed. "Requip: Wind Slicer! Requip: Stardayne Blade!" The two swords materialized in his two hands, and he spread his legs into a fighting stance. "Come. We will fight until one side drops."

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"Shit," Kazoku cursed, laying on the ground of the forest in agony. Every part of his body seemed to be bruised, and even breathing hurt.

The four mages stood over him, all panting and beaten up as well. "Talk! Why is Grimoire Heart attacking us?" Loke demanded.

The defeated mage rolled his eyes. "Knowing that won't help you win."

"So tell us," Cana retorted, impatient.

He sighed. "We are attacking because the Black Wizard Zeref is on the island."

Silence.

"Zeref?"

"That's impossible!"

"He's dead!"

Kazoku attempted a shrug. "That's why we're here, and if you don't believe me, that's your problem."

Before the four could respond, a sharp cracking noise caught their attention. Looking up at the sky, there was a glowing red beacon.

"That signal means there's an enemy coming," Gray said quietly.

"The main force of Grimoire Heart is closing in then," Kazoku said softly. He gave them a pitying look. "I don't think you have a chance against the Seven Kin of Purgatory."

Cana rolled her eyes. "We're the strongest guild in Fiore. We've defeated a lot of bad guys in the past."

"That's true, but it would do you good to not underestimate the Kin," Kazoku told them frankly. "They are all wielders of Lost Magic, and their power is unimaginable."

"We'll see about that," Loke retorted.

Gray nodded in agreement with Loke. "Fairy Tail is not to be underestimated either."

Kazoku smiled. "I wish you luck then."

After the four mages left, Kazoku painstakingly maneuvered himself into a sitting position. "The strongest legal guild vs the strongest dark guild. I wonder who will win this battle." He stared up at the sky, where the red beacon still glowed brightly. "This battle… I suppose my role here is done."

And he allowed himself to fall into unconsciousness.

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When Kazoku woke up, he was very disoriented.

"W-what?" he mumbled, blinking weary eyes. Then he realized he was on a small boat in the middle of the ocean. "H-huh?" He sat up, and immediately decided that was not a good idea.

"Kazoku!" Meredy laid a hand on his shoulder. "You need to rest. You've been hurt pretty badly."

He blinked at his sister, and realized that it was just him, Meredy and Ultear. "What happened? Where is everyone else?"

"We lost. Fairy Tail defeated us," Ultear said softly. "Zeref is gone. And we won't be looking for him like that ever again."

Kazoku blinked at his oldest sister. She was different. "Ultear-nee-san, are you okay?"

She turned around, and gave him a small smile that spoke of regret, hope, love and sorrow. "Yeah. I'm fine, Kazoku."

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"Ultear-nee-san, I'm joining Crime Sorciére whether you like or not!" Kazoku yelled, eyes flashing in frustration.

"Why?" she shouted back. "Why are you throwing away your life to spend it with us, who are trying to atone for our sins? Why can't you move onto a path of light? We're only going to drag you down deeper into darkness!"

"I have sins too!" he retorted angrily. Ultear snorted derisively. "And you guys are my family! I'm not leaving you even if I have to forfeit my path in the light!"

Meredy stepped forward. "Ultear, listen to Kazoku! He's part of our family! Who else will he go to if we forsake him as well?"

Ultear gritted her teeth. "We'll constantly be dealing with dark guilds and mages! This is not a path of light, only atonement that doesn't even cleanse all of our sins! Kazoku, you haven't done as much as we have! You're only ten years old, you still have a—"

"I don't care about that! I want to be with you and Meredy-nee-chan!" Kazoku interrupted her heatedly, eyes almost glowing as his magic power rose in response to his desperation. "I don't care," he repeated.

His oldest sister stared at him, breathing heavily.

Jellal, who had been standing by the entire time the little family had been arguing, stepped in. "Ultear, he's part of your family…"

Ultear had a conflicted expression on her face, as if she herself genuinely did not want Kazoku to leave them, but felt morally obligated to convince him to do so. "...fine. Do as you wish."

Kazoku did not smile; only relief washed over his expression. "I'm sorry, Ultear-nee-san."

When she stayed silent, Jellal glanced at her with slight guilt but reached over to lay a hand on Kazoku's shoulder. "Welcome to the guild."

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Kazoku loved Crime Sorciére much more than he had ever loved Grimoire Heart. It was just him, Meredy, Ultear and Jellal, one little family. They watched out for each other and he wished that nothing would ever change, that it would stay perfect.

They travelled constantly, taking down dark guilds that attempted to fill the power vacuum caused by the fall of Grimoire Heart and tracking Zeref, who seemed to fall of the face of Earthland from time to time.

Kazoku liked Jellal. Jellal was nice, funny, awkward and the older brother he never had. But there were two things that constantly separated Ultear, Jellal, and sometimes Meredy from Kazoku.

Sorrow and remorse.

Sometimes, at night, after a long day of travel or battle, Jellal would hang his head, sitting away from the campfire, and just stare into the starry night sky, emitting such grief and regret that it made Kazoku's heart hurt as well. Ultear would lean against a tree, and stare into the fire, as if she was seeing a past that could have been but wasn't. Meredy would lay down on a sleeping bag, close her eyes and allow her tears to seep from her eyelids.

It hurt oh so terribly to witness his beloved family suffer, but Kazoku was at a loss for what to do.

How could he ever relate to them when he could not recognize that dark, haunted look in their eyes? How could he help when they looked to each other for empathy, silently enduring their demons together?

But when Jellal smiled fondly at him, when Ultear mothered him with a warm expression and when Meredy laughed happily along with him, Kazoku promised himself that he would be happy so that when his family ever needed him to pull them from their own darkness, he would be there.

Nothing would stop him from that.

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"Where the hell did that guy magic me off to?"

Kazoku blinked, disoriented, as he gauged his surroundings. He was standing in an alley between two tall buildings. Everything was… different. Perhaps this was the Alvarez Empire, which was fascinating. Kazoku had heard of the empire before, of course, and its notoriety had intrigued him.

He looked around. Did the Alvarez Empire speak a different language? He was pretty sure they didn't, so why couldn't he recognize anything written on the buildings?

So… was he therefore not in the Alvarez Empire?

He pushed down panic. He knew of alternate dimensions, namely Edolas, but was there really a type of magic that could transport someone to another dimension so readily?

"Arc of Dimensions: WORLD JUMP!"

Once again, Kazoku was reminded of why Lost Magic was supposed to be lost. It was way too powerful. Ultear's Arc of Time, that was effectively undefeatable, and now the Arc of Dimensions? The power to relocate another person or object to an entirely new world?

He breathed in deeply, attempting to calm himself. How the hell was he supposed to communicate here?

Before anything else could happen, two loud CRACKS sounded right in front of him. Kazoku jumped in surprise and apprehension, instinctively requipping his Wind Slicer to his hand.

Holding the sabre in front of him, he stared suspiciously at the man and woman in front of him. They were dressed quite strangely, for the man's clothing seemed to be like a dress and they were both wearing pointy hats.

The man, who was quite old, opened his mouth to speak, but all Kazoku heard was gibberish. "Um, sorry, I don't understand what you're saying," he said cautiously.

The woman raised a polished and embellished wooden stick, and Kazoku brought up his sword reflexively, activating his Nullification Magic. The old man held up his hands in a surrendering gesture, pointing to his throat and spouting some more gibberish.

Kazoku blinked. Were they going to do some translation spell? Either way, he wasn't going to allow some stranger to cast something at him.

"Young man, can you understand me now?" the woman asked.

"Oh, yes," Kazoku answered, nodding. "Who are you?"

"I am Minerva McGonagall. If you would, please point that sword elsewhere," she requested.

Kazoku only angled the sword away from the duo, still not taking his chances. "What do you want with me?"

"There's… quite a bit… to be explained," McGonagall admitted. "That is if you don't know anything about magic."

Kazoku raised an eyebrow. "I do know about magic. I wield magic myself."

"What do you know about the British Wizarding World?" the old man asked, looking slightly relieved but also wary.

"I… don't know what that is," Kazoku replied, sure that he was in another world. Then, who was he to trust? He stared at the two, suddenly aware of how helpless he was.

"So you know of magic, but not the Wizarding World?" the old man wondered aloud. "Well, let us start with our own explanations. You, young man, are famous in our world."

Kazoku started in shock. "What? You don't even know me!"

McGonagall sighed. "This is why there's a lot to be explained. It would be best if we moved somewhere else." She looked at him expectantly.

The young boy frowned at them. "I'm fine with right here."

"If you insist then," the woman said, shrugging. She waved her wand, and the air around them shimmered. With another flick, three comfy armchairs appeared. "Might as well make ourselves comfortable."

Kazoku glanced suspiciously at the magic around them. "What did you cast just now?"

"I cast a Notice Me Not spell on our surroundings so no Muggle will stumble upon us," the woman explained patiently.

"What's a Muggle?"

"A Muggle is a nonmagical person, and a wizard or witch can use magic," McGonagall started. "I do not know what your name is right now, but to us, you are known as Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived. Your parents, Lily and James Potter, fought in a war against the Dark Lord Voldemort. That war had been long, hard and devastating. It was at the Dark Lord's peak when your parents were killed. The Dark Lord had gone after them, and though he tried to kill you as well, he failed. Instead of killing you, his curse rebounded onto himself, resulting in his demise. You brought the end of the war, and that is why you are famous."

Kazoku blinked. "How do you know I am this Harry Potter?"

"You look just like your father, with your mother's eyes," McGonagall told him, voice a bit shaky. "We can also do a blood ritual to determine your ancestry if you want to."

That would probably be for the best, though he was leery of blood magic. Only the blackest magics dealt with blood. "Where can I have that done?"

"At Gringotts, the wizarding bank run by goblins," the old man replied easily.

Kazoku gazed at the two, mind racing. He was basically helpless at that moment, impaired by a language barrier, with no knowledge of this new world and no way home. The only option he had was to trust them. "Who are you though, to find me so quickly? Who are you in relation to me or my parents?"

"I am Albus Dumbledore, the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry," the old man said, introducing himself. "I was the head of the armed forces opposing Lord Voldemort, and I was the Headmaster during your parents' years at Hogwarts as well. They were remarkable people. They were young when they joined the forces against Voldemort, but they quickly rose through the ranks, becoming generals in no time." He looked at Kazoku in the eye. "They died protecting you."

Dying for a loved one. Kazoku shivered.

McGonagall spoke next. "I am the Deputy Headmistress, also Head of House Gryffindor and Transfiguration professor." At Kazoku's questioning look, she elaborated. "There are four houses of Hogwarts: Slytherin of the cunning and ambitious, Gryffindor of the brave and courageous, Hufflepuff of the loyal and hardworking, and Ravenclaw of the intelligent and knowledge-seeking. And transfiguration is one of the core courses of Hogwarts. If you are willing to attend, more will be explained.

"I also knew your parents," the woman admitted. "They were the brightest students I'd ever had, and throughout the years of the war, your parents and I became colleagues and close friends." Her eyes glimmered with a sheen of tears. "They were wonderful people. So brave and selfless."

Kazoku wondered at that. His parents… they seemed so perfect. It was strange, comparing their descriptions to Jellal, who could be heard whispering "Erza" with such terrible, terrible regret and whose grey eyes were constantly shadowed with sorrow; and Ultear, who consistently suffered from what-ifs. "They seem… very… perfect."

"They did seem like they were perfect at times," McGonagall agreed. "Especially during the war. But during their Hogwarts years…" She let out a bittersweet laugh. "Your father, James, was a prankster and a bit of a bully as well. He loved taunting one particular Slytherin student, and sometimes took it too far."

The boy was quiet. "Did he regret it?"

"He certainly matured enough to stop bullying that Slytherin," McGonagall replied, not fully answering his question.

"Tell me more about Hogwarts," he inquired.

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Kazoku decided to trust Minerva McGonagall and Albus Dumbledore, to a limited extent, for the time being, seeing that he really had no other choice.

He would play along for now, attend his first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, pretend to be the perfect little hero for the public, obtain a holistic understanding of this world in order to safely maneuver about, and then start researching for a way to get back home.

He was going to go home: back to Ultear, Meredy and Jellal. He wouldn't allow it to be otherwise.