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2 august 1942
When I arrived at the ice cream parlor where we would meet Dumbledore, Dumbledore had not arrived yet.
After sitting down at a table, I placed the alchemy books and Radagian's diary I bought from that damn thrift store into my pouch, which was bewitched by the traceless yawning curse. Just then, the waiter came to me and started talking in a tired tone. The man was probably extremely tired from the intensity of back-to-school shopping.
"Good day Sir. "Did you have any desires?"
"Right now, no. "I'm waiting for someone, maybe I'll order something after he comes."
After confirming, the waiter quickly headed to another table. So I started watching the street silently. After a while, I quickly turned around when I heard a voice behind me.
"Mr. Hagrid, nice to see you. I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long."
"Professor Dumbledore, sir. I'm glad to see you too. "I didn't wait long, I arrived a short time ago."
Meanwhile, I took the ice cream he offered me. After sitting in front of me, I sat down as well. Meanwhile, I was trying to avoid eye contact as much as I could. I didn't think the current Dumbledore would try to get into my mind, but it never hurts to take precautions. Also, I was supposed to be a 13-year-old boy who lost his father about a month and a half ago. Not being able to make direct eye contact would be a good way of role-playing.
"I bought chocolate because I don't know what you like in ice cream. I hope it suits your taste."
"Just the way I like it, sir. I wonder why you wanted to meet with me? Or is there a problem with the school?"
Dumbledore, who remained silent for a while and watched me, then started to speak.
"There is no problem with the school. I just wanted to meet you because of your father's death. Since I am your head of house, I have to take care of anything you need, but frankly, your request to change courses surprised me. "I wasn't aware you were interested in ancient runes and arithmancy."
I slowly lowered my head and started talking.
"I'm fine, professor. Although it is sometimes difficult to live alone at home, I manage. When it came to course selection, my father always told me how happy he was that I went to Hogwarts. He was worried that I wouldn't be accepted to the school because of my situation, and he always talked about how great a chance it was. After he passed away, I thought carefully and decided to use this chance better and become a great magician. . "I had heard that Arithmancy and Ancient Runes were subjects that all great wizards should learn. So I decided to change my course choice."
Frowning and looking angry, Dumbledore continued speaking.
"Alone? Don't you have a relative who takes care of you?"
"You know my mother, a professor, and as far as I know, I have no living relatives on my father's side. A ministry official said he would come and check my status once a month. "The last time he came was last week."
Yes, I am telling the truth, the ministry official came and examined my situation last week. What
Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on how you look at it, they missed the process of Hagrid drowning himself in drink. I don't even want to think about what would have happened to me if Hagrid hadn't ruined himself like that. What happened to me? I slept at the usual time and when I woke up in the morning, I was Hagrid.
"I understand, Mr Hagrid, but your father wouldn't want you to do things that would make you unhappy just because you wanted to make him proud."
"I know, professor. That's why I'm taking the care of magical creatures class. "I really like them."
At this moment, Faye, who had been sleeping since I bought the potion ingredients, took her head out of my pocket and watched her surroundings. I tried to put it back in my breast pocket, but it was too late. Even though Bowtruckles are only xx level creatures, I still didn't know how Dumbledore would react to me feeding a magical creature.
"There's no need to hide it, Hagrid. A close friend of mine also has a bowtruck friend. They are very intelligent creatures. "I'm relieved to see that Professor Kettleburn was not mistaken about you."
"Did Professor Kettleburn talk to you about me? I hope I didn't disturb him."
Dumbledore laughed a little and continued speaking quickly to reassure me.
"On the contrary, Professor Kettleburn is extremely pleased with you. At every opportunity he talks about the Gryffindor student who comes to ask him questions even though he hasn't taken his class yet. Of course, some professors can be quite reproachful at these times because they are not more attentive and enthusiastic in their lessons, but as far as I understand, this will change soon."
"I will definitely pay more attention to my lessons, sir."
"I am pleased to hear that. Remember that whenever you need help, I am just a letter or a visit away. It's quite late. I'm sure you have work to do at home, too."
Meanwhile, he looked meaningfully at the flower pot next to me and continued as follows. "Oh also maybe you know. At Hogwarts, you need permission from your head of house to bring animals other than the pets mentioned in the letter." My heart almost burst here. I had become very close to Faye during this period and I thought she would come to Hogwarts with me.
Noticing my nervousness, Dumbledore continued his speech. "So I, as head of Gryffindor house, give you permission to bring your little bowtruckle to school. "Good day, Mr. Hagrid."
"Good day, Professor Dumbledore."
After leaving the ice cream shop, I quickly headed to the bookstore with the pot and greenhouse tree sapling tucked under my arm and bought a dictionary that would allow me to translate old English dialects. Afterwards, I headed to the common Fireplaces in Diagon Alley and returned home using the floo powder I brought with me. The first thing I did after coming home was to gather my belongings to transplant the greenhouse tree sapling to another place. I had already decided where to plant the sapling. I would plant it in the garden next to the tree I always meditate next to. Now there were a few reasons for this. The pine tree had barely turned into a suitable wand tree. This meant that he was full of magic energy and radiated energy to his surroundings. I believed that this energy he spread around would help the sapling. But there was a little problem here. If it is too close to the pine tree, the sapling will not receive enough nutrition as the tree will absorb all the nutrients in the soil and the sapling, which is already barely alive, will completely wither.
So I quickly started to perform some spells that I had learned from a gardening book at home, which are used to measure how deep and wide the roots of a tree have spread. I was pleased to see that the roots of the tree spread in a circle with a radius of 2 meters. After thinking for a while, I decided to plant the sapling two and a half meters away from the tree, thinking it might be too close. But otherwise, he would be too far away to benefit from the tree's magic. After taking my shovel, I paused for a moment, looked at it for a moment, then put it aside and took out my wand, I was a damn wizard. Why would I need a shovel? With a flick of my wand and a levitation spell, some soil lifted from the ground and fell to the side.
Then, I sat on the ground in front of the pit and slowly took the sapling out of the pot. After gently shaking off the old soil on its roots, this was the longest part. I had been so gentle and gentle for fear of damaging its roots that it seemed like the moment would never end. After that, I slowly placed it in the hole I had dug, again very gently, without damaging any of its roots. I covered it with soil and gave it life water. Afterwards, I covered it with thorn bushes that I collected from the nearby forest, in case wild animals damaged the sapling.
Being satisfied with the work I do. I entered the house, took a shower to wash off the dirt and dirt on me, and then went to the kitchen and started preparing dinner. After eating, I quickly went to my room and took out Radagian's diary, which I bought today, before carefully checking each page. But I couldn't find anything strange. I even searched the cover of the book, but I couldn't find anything. I found something though. The diary was extraordinarily strong, and I didn't think I could damage it even if I tried to tear it with all my strength. Desperate. On the way back, I bought the dictionary I bought from Flourish and Blotts. I started translating using the dictionary.
'first entry
Ben Radagian is the last great druid of the British Isles. Whoever is reading this diary should pay attention to what I write next. What is written here will undoubtedly affect the rest of your life. The year was 1400 when I started writing this diary. Druids were rapidly disappearing, not just in Britain but around the world. It's just not traditionally. The first requirement to become a druid is to have the gift of voxnaturae. As humans and magic users moved away from nature, the number of people with this gift was decreasing. I'm afraid I won't be able to find an apprentice as long as I live, and the druids in Britain will become extinct with me. In this pit of despair and despair, this idea came to my mind. One method of protecting our heritage from being lost was to hide all my magical knowledge in magical vaults across Britain. The first of the safes will be kept at Hogwarts, a place where almost every young wizard goes to Britain. The diary you are holding in your hand can only be used by people with the vox naturae badge. Otherwise people will see a book full of nonsense written by me. I have scattered these diaries all over Britain. When you go to the first safe, the diary will act as a map and lead you to the first safe. There is druid knowledge waiting for you in every safe. Once you have fully learned the information inside each safe, the diary will take you to the next safe. In the rest of this letter you will find some of the simplest druid spells, I hope you like it. Finally, my friend, please do not turn away from the way of the druids and do not let the druid extinction. May the wisdom of nature be with you.
Grand Druid Radagian'
When I finished turning the first page, I took a deep breath and began to consider the magnitude of my discovery. First of all, I learned the name of my skill, voxnaturae. This put a smile on my face. It looked pretty cool. Secondly, I learned that I could be a druid. I didn't know what to think about this. Druids were in many fantasy games and books in my past life. Can control weather and plants. They could transform into various animals. A lot of fantasy in my past life portrayed druids as a versatile magical class. I was wondering if it was the same in this world. As far as I know, druids disappeared from this world long ago. Now I knew why. Even people with their most basic abilities had stopped being born. I excitedly turned to the back page and started to translate the first spell.
controlling the flames
It allows you to control non-magical flames based on your magical power and control. These flames range from a regular campfire to a forest fire.
After reading the description of the spell, I couldn't help but get excited. Although he seemed weak at first, he had great potential. No matter if it's a magical or normal flame, when it reaches forest fire proportions, it becomes a serious threat. It was also compatible with the druids' mission to protect nature. It didn't surprise me at all that this was the first spell in the book. I immediately moved on to the part of how to cast the spell. I had translated a few sentences when I felt my headache rising. The method of casting spells in the book was quite different from today's magic method, and that's when it dawned on me. This book was written at least 500 years ago. Since then, wand magic has developed immensely. Staff movements have become more fluid. His choice of words had changed immensely. There was a huge difference between the magic methods used 500 years ago. If I wanted to learn the spells in the book, I would have to learn how to cast spells in a different way. I continued casting the spell. If this spell was one of the basic spells of the druids, the wizards of that time would definitely be ahead of today in terms of energy control.
Thank Merlin, thanks to my meditation sessions and occlumency training, I was as far ahead of most wizards as I could get. I decided to start working on this spell tomorrow morning. It was already late. After this change of clothes, I turned off the magical oil lamp and went to bed to sleep. I quickly fell asleep due to the tiredness of the day.
3 August 1942
I woke up with the alarm spell set on my bed working. After completing my morning routine, I came back from the run to the greenhouse tree sapling and started checking it. At first glance, I didn't notice anything even with voxnaturae, but then when I examined it in more detail, I noticed a change. It was such a small change that I didn't even know what to call it. I just didn't notice anything. I knew it was there. something had changed. At the moment, I could do nothing but hope that this change would be for the better. After taking care of the saplings, I continued my daily routine. Now there were a few extra considerations when it came to studying magic. Arithmancy, Ancient runes and druid magic. To be honest, the arithmancy sounded pretty impressive. As mentioned in the introduction to the book, their practices touched nearly every aspect of magic. Predicting the future. Wand movements were essential for things like word choice when creating new spells. Determines the potion ingredients when creating new potions. It's in breaking curses and probably my future in druid spells. If I want to learn it, it'll be most useful in translating ancient spells into modern spells.
Ancient methods of casting spells differed greatly from today's. A wand made things much easier, not only with a wand, but also wandless spells. Apparently, our body and mind remember when we cast a spell successfully, making it easier to use it instinctively in the future. In a duel, the parties had to quickly identify the spells used by the other side and give the correct answer. This meant casting spells almost instantaneously. If we had to focus on the spells you learned for a long time each time. There would be no such thing as a duel.
As far as I understand, ancient runes are extremely important in establishing a ward and making magic items, but in the 3rd year it only revolved around memorizing different rune alphabets.
After translating the other druid spells in the journal, I quickly lost myself in my studies. It was already getting dark when my stomach reminded me that it still existed. Arithmancy was truly amazing, I lost myself in the book. I returned to the kitchen for dinner and started preparing dinner. After eating my meal, I returned to my room to continue working. After working until late at night, I finally decided to stop and returned to the warm arms of my bed.
Before falling asleep, I started thinking about the differences between my past life and my new life. I don't know where these thoughts came to my mind. But suddenly they came to my mind. Although I wasn't lazy in my past life, I wasn't this hardworking either. I was an average teenager. Although it was also helpful that there was nothing to distract me in this life. I guess the best part about this rebirth was the magic. I really loved magic. Luckily, in my old life, I was an orphan and a bit antisocial. So there was no one to miss me, and likewise, there was no one for me to miss. While I was thinking about my past and new life, sleep took me in its arms.
30 August 1942
I took a deep breath and left the house with my trunk. Unfortunately, my purse wasn't enough to hold everything I needed. So I had to carry a big trunk to school.
As soon as I closed the door of the house, I felt that the anti-theft wards and talismans that my father had previously installed in our house were activated. I could not feel the magic so clearly before. But occlumency studies showed their benefits in this field, as in every field. Not just the magic energy inside my body. It also became easier for me to feel the energy around me. I was very close to finishing level 2. The benefits were obvious. My memory was clearer than ever. Spells came to my mind almost whenever I wanted. I almost didn't even have to think about incantations and wand movements. At first, I had a hard time understanding why occlumency wasn't taught at Hogwarts when it was so useful. After thinking about it, I came to the conclusion that the reason why it progressed so quickly was that it became stronger due to the merging of our minds with voxnaturae and Hagrid, otherwise it would have been much more difficult. When I went to the pine tree in the garden, I saw Faye playing with her siblings. Last week, the tree had given birth to two more bowtrucks. Unfortunately, these two were more hostile towards humans and more attached to the tree, so they refused to come with me. This was good, in a way. Otherwise I wouldn't know what to do with the greenhouse tree. The two bowtrucks had become quite attached to him and took their job of protecting and caring for him very seriously. The greenhouse tree had also made great progress over time. The life force was no longer like a candle about to go out, but was more like when deciduous trees are in winter. I could tell that he had safely made it through the perilous time. I called out to Faye and said it was time to go. After saying goodbye to her siblings, she climbed on top of me and took her place in my breast pocket. After leaving the garden, I did something I decided I would never do again, I took out my wand and called the speeding bus. The conductor started talking after loading my luggage onto the bus. The man looked really tired. There was no trace of his previous cheerful demeanor.
" Where are you going to?"
"King's Cross station london"
"It's 10 sickles, but we give you hot chocolate for 11."
After paying, I went to the back and sat down, and this time he was prepared and stuck me to the seat with an adhesive charm. When I looked at the bus, there were probably a few families going to the same place as me. On the way, two more families got on the bus. When we arrived at King's cross station, there was literally a race to get off the bus. After taking my suitcase, I started walking at the train station, dragging it by its wheels. Muggles I passed looked at me strangely, probably because of my height. When I reached the wall before platform 9 ¾, I stood for a moment until the muggle repellent spell at the entrance took effect. After confirming that the surrounding muggles were no longer paying attention to me, I crossed the wall and entered platform 9 ¾. Even though I knew about this place from Hagrid's memories, it was very different to see it in person as a fantasy fiction fan in my previous life. On the platform, families were saying goodbye to their children or helping them get on the train. I think there was still a little more than an hour before the train departed, so the platform was not full. I walked slowly on the platform, enjoying every moment. I'm sure this place was every potterhead's dream. After getting on the train, I found an empty compartment. After closing the door behind me, I placed my trunk in its place and sat by the window.
After watching out the window for a while, I got bored so I took out a book about ancient runes from my chest and started reading. As the train was about to depart, the compartment door suddenly opened. In walked John Fawley, a Gryffindor from our year.
"Hello Hagrid. "There is no other free seat on the train, can we sit here?"
"Of course you're welcome." John's friends came in, sat down and started chatting among themselves. Although the old Hagrid was not a bad person, people generally tended to be afraid of him and stay away because of his size. John was one of the few people brave or well-intentioned enough to talk to me. That's why I didn't want to upset him.
—Narrator's point of view—
In a random compartment on the Hogwarts express. A strange scene was happening. While the four children were talking and joking among themselves, a very large child was sitting quietly by the window and reading his book. Finally, one of the children turned towards the big boy and started talking. There was a glint of mischief in the boy's eyes that seemed to never disappear.
"Hey Hagrid, what book are you reading?" He tried to start a conversation by saying.
Hagrid looked up from his book and pointed to its cover and began to speak.
"This year's book of ancient runes. "I thought it would be useful to read it before going to school."
The other boy sitting next to us, Arthur Carrow of Ravenclaw, said, "Ancient runes? I didn't know you chose that course. "Don't get me wrong, but you don't seem like much of a bookworm to me."
Rubeus: "I wasn't expecting it either, it was a bit of a last minute choice. So, guys, what lessons did you learn?
Alexandra Crouch, another Ravenclaw
"I received ancient runes, Arithmancy and muggle studies."
Anna Bones from Hufflepuff "Arithmancy and the care of magical creatures."
John Fawley "Arithmancy and ancient runes."
Arthur Carrow "Divination and Arithmancy"
Rubeus spoke a little hesitantly. "Arithmancy, Ancient runes and the care of magical creatures."
At this time, Fawley spoke in surprise. "Arithmancy and Ancient runes, you amaze me more and more, Rubeus."
"I've heard that arithmancy and ancient runes are specialties that every great wizard should know, and the care of magical creatures, I just love them." Rubeus tried to explain. "What about you guys, divination and muggle studies?"
Crouch "Muggle studies are important. My mother works at the ICW. Her job is to research muggle technology and communications and develop new spells and measures to maintain the statute of secrecy. "Also, of the many positions available in the Ministry of Magic, a Muggle Studies is a required NEWT."
Carrow: "Although Hogwarts' divination course is not very good, divination is actually a very useful thing. The essence of divination is to gather information. For example, the speed bus uses divination to understand who is calling him."
"I thought prophecy was about seeing the future," Fawley whistled.
At this moment, Anna Bones also joined the conversation. "To see the future using divination, a certain lineage ability is generally required. Unfortunately, schools in Europe generally focus on this discipline."
Carrow: "Yes, although many European wizards deny this, we are far behind in this field. "My family has some contacts in Japan and China, and apparently aurors there use divination magic that allows them to assess threats in an area they're going to raid."
"My uncle is an auror, and I heard him complaining about this, apparently the countries that use this magic are reluctant to share it."
Crouch "All magical civilizations guard their areas of expertise to the death. If only there were an organization that allowed them to freely share their knowledge. "Although the guilds make this job easier, it is definitely not enough, and the ICW restricts the information it deems dangerous in every possible way." He looked quite angry as he said this, befitting a knowledge-loving Ravenclaw.
Fawley shrugged nonchalantly, "That's not likely."
Now it was Rubeus' turn to ask questions. "How is it not possible?"
Bones sat up to answer. "In the magical world, talent + knowledge = power. If a wizard is powerful enough, he can be nearly unstoppable. For example, Grindelwald appears whenever the ICW forces make some progress in the war in Europe, almost single-handedly rendering all efforts useless and single-handedly forcing the ICW forces to retreat."
"This is why all magical countries both hate archmages and will do anything to attract them to their countries. If the archmage wants to do whatever he wants without respecting any laws, there is little they can do to stop him," Carrow said. That's why they absolutely hate archmages. Likewise, since almost the only thing that can stand against an archmage is another archmage, they desperately want them in their own country."
Fawley "Is there really nothing they can do against Grindelwald right now?"
"From what I heard from my uncle, Grindelwald ranks among the top wizards in terms of fighting power, even among archmages, because he specializes in the dark arts," Bones said.
"It doesn't help that many archmages are actually academics. After all, to become an archmage, not only magic power is enough, but also a broad knowledge of magic is needed," Crouch said. The Archmages are also reluctant to fight against him unless the war directly affects their country." After pausing here for a while, he continued. "There are not that many arch magicians in the world anyway. The number of arch magicians known to the public in the whole world does not exceed 10."
The children chatted like this for a while. Then the food cartto the compartments came.