>>>time skip : 9 years later
In the past nine years, I have concluded that I'm indeed in the Harry Potter universe, and I'm certain that I am Petunia Evans, Lily's older sister, specifically two years older than her.Unlike the original Petunia Evans, I dare say I'm much prettier. Perhaps the Targaryen blood in my veins has influenced my appearance. I have pale white skin, giving me an almost ethereal look. My eyes are a deep blue-purple, a striking and unusual color that often draws attention. My dark hair contrasts sharply with my fair complexion, adding to my distinctive appearance.I have never been sick, a rarity that sets me apart from others. My immune system seems almost supernaturally robust, possibly another gift of my unique heritage. I am also taller than my peers, giving me a commanding presence. Despite our diet not being the healthiest, I remain in excellent health, always feeling full of energy and vitality.My physical resilience and striking looks often make me stand out in a crowd, reinforcing my sense of being different and special. These attributes, along with my magical abilities, set me apart in ways that are both visible and hidden.
During this period, I didn't receive any additional gifts, but I did concentrate on magic.
Thanks to my fourth wall skill, I figured out how to use it to distinguish between my blood vines and magic vines. I assume that thanks to my Targaryen bloodline or Ymbryne template, I have a great deal of magic within my body, which would have run chaotically if not for my skill to subdue it. I could observe its flow and quantity within my vines, which led to no accidental magic being used. This, in turn, prevented the Ministry of Magic from recording me as a Muggle-born witch, resulting in me not receiving my Hogwarts letter.That's why I'm planning to unleash some of my magic outside to let the Ministry acknowledge me. I plan to do this secretly to avoid alerting normal people, unlike Lily, who didn't have control over her magic, sometimes starting fires or lifting things telekinetically.
Growing up in the Evans family, things were not always easy. When Lily first began to show signs of magic, it was a huge shock to our Muggle parents. At first, they were amazed and proud of her abilities. Magic was a wondrous thing, something extraordinary that set Lily apart. Naturally, they started to dote on her more, praising her for her magical talents and paying more attention to her needs and interests.As the older sister without any visible magical abilities at the time, I often felt overshadowed. While our parents were supportive and loving towards me, there was an undeniable shift in their focus. Lily's magical talent became the centerpiece of family discussions and activities. She was the special one, the gifted child, and I was often left in the background, feeling like a mere spectator in my own family.This favoritism could have haunted me emotionally if I truly considered them my family. But jokes on them, I'm barely using them until I get my Hogwarts letter. That may seem cold, but that's how I am. The emotional distance I created allowed me to focus on my own path, without the need for their validation.
I have also been studying my Ymbryne template and its abilities, and all I can say is how convenient it is.
First of all, my bird form is that of a peregrine falcon, which is very useful for escape strategies and such. The peregrine falcon is known for its incredible speed and agility, making it an ideal form for quick getaways and reconnaissance missions. I also feel a natural comfort in this form, as if it were an extension of myself.
Secondly, time manipulation is a power that is both fascinating and incredibly potent. My ability to create time loops, although currently limited, has immense potential.
To create a time loop, I need to record the exact time it starts. The loop must be anchored in a specific location, which cannot be altered if we want to maintain the consistency of the loop.Once a time loop is established, I can relive the same period repeatedly.
However, there are some limitations. I can only maintain one time loop at a time, and if I step out of this loop, my body must adapt to the time outside of it, causing me to age accordingly. This means that while I can manipulate time to some extent, I cannot escape the natural aging process entirely.
Despite these drawbacks, I am exploring ways to optimize this ability. Perhaps with more practice and deeper understanding, I could create multiple loops or extend the duration of a single loop. This skill, although currently in its nascent stage, holds immense potential. It may seem limited at the moment, but I am confident in its ability to be a game-changer.
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As Petunia went into the woods near where the Evans family lived in the town of Cokeworth, she was filled with anticipation. This is the same town where Severus Snape grew up. Cokeworth is described as a dreary industrial town, and it's implied that it was a working-class area.
After observing her surroundings, Petunia unleashed a surge of magic from her body. She didn't know what sort of magic it would be in the material world, considering she didn't know any spells. She only knew how to unleash her magic instinctively, and she did. The sensation was exhilarating—like a dam bursting, releasing a flood of energy she had contained for so long. As if responding to her actions, rocks scattered around started floating while flowers bloomed as if in greeting. The environment seemed to come alive, resonating with her newfound power.
As Petunia marveled at her doing, a notification popped inside her mind. But this time, it wasn't from her system but from the fourth wall skill.
**[Tracking spells are being cast on you. Reflect the spells?]**
**"No."**
**[A mind-reading spell is being cast. Reflecting in process...]**
**[Mind-reading spells are being downgraded. Efficiency is down. Spell purpose found: finding the name of the magic's caster.]**
Petunia concluded that she had to give a name for the Ministry to stop the barrage of spells being thrown at her. She assumed that saying her name out loud would suffice and not bring suspicion. As she was about to say "Petunia Evans" as her name, she stopped for a second to think. Did she really need to give the exact name she hated? Being Petunia Evans was insulting to her; it was a constant reminder of the life she wanted to escape. Even her family noticed the little grimace she made whenever someone called her by her full name.
She wanted to give herself a name she would feel most comfortable with, one that would accompany her for her entire life. The name Petunia Evans felt like a shackle, binding her to a mundane and dismissive existence. In that moment, she realized she needed a name that reflected her true self, her potential, and her ambitions. She needed a name that symbolized her break from the past and her potential for greatness.
After a moment of contemplation, she confidently declared, "Hecate Targaryen." This name felt right, representing a new identity unbound by her family's expectations. "Hecate," after the powerful goddess of magic and witchcraft, and "Targaryen," a name that resonated with strength and regality.
Some might think it's a cringe name or too grand for her, but to her, it embodied the person she aspired to become. It was a declaration of her independence and a promise to herself that she would rise to greatness. And so, she gave herself a new name and a family name that didn't exist in this universe. Hecate Targaryen was born, ready to carve her own path and leave the shadows of Petunia Evans behind.