I woke up feeling like my mind was elevated, then I looked deep into myself with my third eye, yes that is what I am calling it, and magic was coursing in me just like before but this time I felt like I could control part of it and make it do what I want.I play around with the magic that I can control so far, first I want to try a spell immediately, but I remember that I know none, so I play around with it in my body, then I notice that my body seems to absorb the magic I have control of and I am hit with a breath of fresh air and I feel so alive.
Interesting, I can use my magic to strengthen my body, mm.
After I my body absorbs the rest of the magic I have control of, some magic from the environment comes trickling back into my body slowly.
I think to myself at that moment and gather up what I know so far.
The magic in the environment does not listen to my mental prowess, I think since it is not mine I cannot control it. I think that the magic must be in my body for it to be mine and so that it can be controlled, and I cannot stuff too much into my body or I will blow up.
So far, I have control over a part of my magic, I am going to make what I have control of until now a unit of measurement for myself, so far I have control of 1 unit of magic and I think I have 5 more units that I do not, let"s make that my goal, get control of the rest of the magic in my body.
I spent the rest of the week feeling mentally elevated and with a splitting headache, it is really weird going from a high then to a low, but I am done, I now have control of all the magic in my body.
I was also able to make a discovery, every time I use up my magic I keep a little bit more in my body, it is not a full unit of magic, but it is progress and I can see my road to ruling the wizarding world becoming ever more closer, hha.
My mother comes to my crib and picks me up, I smile and play with her, we continue this for a while me making baby gurgling sounds and my mother smiling and laughing happily.
After me play for a while, my mother feds me and lays me on the floor of the house and lets me crawl around, yes, I can crawl at 4 months, it seems like this is one of the perks of using magic to strengthen my body.
Finally, after spending months inside a crib I can taste freedom, I get a move on since I want to find every little secret in my new house but after crawling a few paces my mother grabs me and says to me "That is enough exercise my little man, back to your crib."
Feeling G.o.d smacked I am put back into my crib and my mother rans along before I can put in my protest.
I sigh to myself, there is not much I can do in my baby body.
I am three-years-old now, I was able to clear up a lot of stuff up. First, I now know where I fit in the timeline of the wizarding world, it was on Halloween when I was 2 years old that I heard my father shout happily that he-who-must-not-be-named was defeated by the Potter boy, so that makes me a year older than Harry Potter.
I also have a little sister who is over a year old, its Luna Lovegood. I always wanted a sibling in my past life and who better to have as a sibling than Luna, I really liked her character in the books, she my come across weird at first but once you get to know her, she is loveable, the most loveable side character in the harry potter serious in my view.
I have continued to carry out my so called magic exercise, but ever since I got control of 10 units of magic it was like I meet a barrier and could not get another unit of magic in my body.
I have a nagging feeling that it"s my understanding of magic that is holding me back, since I know nothing of magic for far.
I decided that since I do not think that there is cla.s.sification for the levels of wizards and witches, I am going to make things easier for myself, and cla.s.sify my magic, so level 1 is 1 unit to 10 units, 11 units of magic until the next barrier is level 2, and 0 units of magic will be level 0 I will a.s.sign that level for the muggles.
I am now able to start learning magic with my mother.
At one-year-old I tried to sneak in books on magic from my mother study but I got caught red-handed and ever since then my mother has kept a eye out.
After no other solution, I cried my eyes out, I will have you know there was no other way. My mom was only able to calm me down after we agreed she will teach me all about magic theory when I am three-years-old.
Not a bad deal since Fred and George Weasley, who I hang out with, do not know nothing about magic since their mother would not allow it.