I was in the outdoors playing some pranks on some una.s.suming muggles in the village with Fred and George Weasley.I brag to them "You will not believe it, but my mother is starting to teach me some magic tomorrow."
Fred looks at me suspiciously and says, "What, no way, my mother did not even allow Bill to touch any books on magic and he has two years until he will be going to Hogwarts."
"I will be learning potions, herbology, and magical creatures, if I do well on those I will move on to spell theory on charms, and transfiguration." I say
Although Fred and George are my best mate, there is no may I am going to tell them or any one for that matter that my mother is teaching me the dark arts, there is just too much mistrust against it and it is for good reasons, all dark lords that raised up where masters at the dark arts.
"Wow, we need to have a good talk with our father, he might be able to convene our mother to teach us too, right Fred?" says George
"No way is mother going to let us learn anything, she is scared we will just end up in St. mungo"s." says Fred
"Yeah, you are right twin. Hey, why don"t we learn from you mother, Caelum?" asks George
"My mother is going to ask your mother for permission first, do you think your mother will allow it, it is just potions and learning about some plants and creatures?"
"No mate, my mother is going to come up with a bunch of excuses like the cauldron could explode or you might make poison or something." says Fred sighting
At that moment we heard a yelp, we look out from our hiding place and see a Mr. Weasley hanging upside down from a rope attached to a tree.
"Let me down boys" says Mr. Weasley exasperatingly
We get a good laugh and untie the rope from the tree, Mr. Weasley falls to the ground, gets up, dust himself off, and says "Fred, George I came looking for you, it is getting late and your mother will get worried sick if you don"t come back before it gets dark, let"s get going."
Mr. Weasley then looks at me and says, "Caelum, you should get back home too, before it gets dark."
I nod my head to Mr. Weasley and say, "See you later Fred, George, I will tell you, all that I cover with my mother when I see you again." I ran along back home
Three years have gone by. All this time my mother has been drilling me in potions, herbology, and magical creatures. I thought that after a year I would have mastered everything there was, but my mother"s collection is amazing, there is books from all over the world. I wonder how my mother got her hands on them, since most of the information, in my opinion, is not out there; like magical creatures most people think are legends, ancient lost potion receipts, and mystical plants and trees.
I could not help myself so one day I asked my mother how she got her hands on all these books.
My mother replies "I stole them, you cannot believe most of these old wizarding families, they prefer to play plastics then to study and grow stronger, so they just let these books collect dust."
My mouth hangs open and I ask, "Don"t these old wizarding families have powerful wards all around their houses?"
All I get for an answer, is a smile.
Since then I put even more work into my studies since I want to be as powerful as my mother.
With ample books my studies have gone very well, I sucked in all the knowledge I come across like a sponge.
My mother even praised me by saying in these three years I covered what took her nearly a decade, I felt very smug about it and I guess my family noticed it. My mother knocked me down by a peg by telling me that her talents did not lay potions but spell crafting and that those who were very talented could have covered the same amount as I did.
My years at brewing potion have paid off, I can easily make all kinds of basic potions, a handful of different intermediate level potion, I am trying out some advance potions, and I looked over some potions that are one of a kind and I cannot wait to make some in the future. My mother was very happy with my progress and gave me a pile of galleons to buy rare ingredients, as I looked at all these galleons, I had a nagging feeling that my mother stole it from Gringotts bank.
My knowledge on magical creatures has grown a lot as well and I have learned many magical creatures" habitats, weaknesses, and what rare parts to look out for. What interested me the most were diaries of wizards and witches who traveled to remote parts of the world; like the amazon rainforest, desolate islands on the pacific, deep into the north and south poles, and many other places. Amazingly many of them believe that there are magical creatures that are beyond the x.x.xXX cla.s.sification.
On my 5th birthday, I got a very special gift from my mother a suit case with a s.p.a.ce as big as an island. I used most of the land to plant my magical plants and trees, and my mother made me a cozy house inside the suit case. The house has 3 floors, the bas.e.m.e.nt, which I would use as a place to store ingredients and tool, I also have some cages for magical creatures I capture, what can I say I don"t have much heart for creatures that would kill me. The first floor, I use it as a place to do my experiment and to entertain guest. The second floor, I use it to sleep there is I must.