Taking On The Magical World

My father"s newspaper, the Quibbler, has a lot more readers thanks to me.

Unlike the Daily Prophet which feels like a Corporate Overlord only after profit to the other wizards and witches. I instilled into my father to make the Quibbler feel like, to the wizards and witches that the Quibbler is a newspaper that is not controlled by powerful wizarding families or the Ministry, but that it is out there working to report the facts and cover what matters to everyday wizards and witches.

To bring in all those readers me and my father not only had to change how others view the Quibbler but do a lot of work on the materials that are published in the paper. We kept the wacky stories but put them in the back pages, we added a sport part mostly on quidditch, a business part mostly goblins from Gringotts bank add to this part, a politic part on the Ministry, a part on the latest shocking news, and finally our favorite section which is on the life and times of well-known wizards or witches.

My sister has grown up to be like my dad not as weird as the books since it took a lot of work on my part, but even so she is very sweet, and I love her for who she is. I worry for her when she talks to those suspiciously crazy wizards and witches who come by our house to add to my father"s newspaper. The good news is that she made a friend other than those crazy wizards and witches, Ginny Weasley, they get along pretty well.

There was one problem I ran into when it came to Luna, one day in the village I saw some muggle kids bulling Luna calling her names and what not, Ginny stood up for which improved my opinion of her greatly, the kids ran along after they saw some adults come along, as they left I made sure to memorize each ones face.

Those kids did not have a pleasant time for quite some time, I started out with catching them unaware and then making them drink potions that would give them the flu or stomach aches just, so they can remember my face and fear me. They did try to gang up on me but with the help of a few weak and vicious magical creatures I broke their hopes of getting me, apart.

After a few times of that they learned to hid from me, but I have already moved on, I started putting some pastes on their clothes and anywhere their skin would touch, they started to get skin rash or pink eyes, and I did that, so they could start fearing their environment. They did try to tell their muggle parents, but I made sure that I hid my tracks and their muggle parents could not believe that a kid can just give sickness.

Next, I started to let them breath in vapors unaware, now they know true despair since they started to get diarrhea or headaches and they knew that they could not go to anyone or get me.

I was at home thinking about more punishments for those kids when my mother came up to me and said, "You can stop tormenting those kids, just make them apologize to Luna, I think that they have learned their lesson."

I tried my best to put a ignorant face and asked, "What kids are you talking about, mother?"

My mother rolls her eyes and says, "Those muggle parents may not believe it when their kids talk about giant monsters and being fed poisons but they would think that their kids are being bullied, so some of them came and complained to me."

I scowl and say, "Mother, those kids where bulling Luna and calling her weirdo and what not, they deserve what happen to them."

My mother nods her head and says, "You did a good job of getting those boys and I am proud of you for defending your sister, but you have to stop now before you are ahead."

My mother pauses then says, "Worst of all you got caught. If you are going to do some dubious don"t get caught, a quick way to be caught is to leave witnesses."

My mouth hangs open as I continue to listen to my mother, "You made your plan to long winded, that now is very unprofessional, if I were in your shoes I would have made those kids breath some vapors that give them nightmares and then when they are delirious I would speak a few quick words, as soon as that they would have come running to apologize to your sister. Let me tell you something Caelum, do you know the thing everyone fears? It is the unknown."

I think I feel cold sweat tickle down my back, I thought I was evil but no, my mother is a million times more evil than me, I hear my mother as she says, "If you kept on tormenting those kids for a long while, after they become adults they would have come with pitforks and axes, but if you stop now they would think it is just childish fantasy when they grow up."

My mother pinches my cheeks and says, "Anyways you could use a bit of work but a good start."

I absently nod my head to everything my mother says, I also swear to myself that I shall learn my mother"s devious. (author note: Can you teach this path to the great Dao)

My mother continues on "I think that you are ready to learn spell theories on charms, transfiguration, and the dark arts. You have shown that you can be vicious to your enemies and that you will protective your love ones, all characteristics needed to seek power but in the correct way so that you don"t lose your humanity."