STARTS IN HOGWARTS

[ Volume I: "HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY YR. 1" ]

[ Chapter VII (7): "TRUE ENTERTAINMENT!" ]

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[ JUNE 17, 1989 ] [ WIZARDRY WORLD, HOGWARTS GROUNDS ]

What exactly does True Entrainment mean?

For Felix who has been reincarnated into this world, and has been living in it for 19 years now. True Entertainment for him hasn't been created yet.

For someone who knows of the wonders 21st century muggle technology could do, he wasn't impressed by any of the things the 1970s had to offer.

The highest form of technology the world could have offered him were bricks phones, which was very expensive at the point of debt for an orphan like him.

Knowing the burden of the future, and the possibility of altering it by breathing air in the wrong direction made Felix Harp worry. The wonders which he knows the future could offer, could possibly be not known in this new world he found himself in.

In worrying about the future made him sight in frustration, someone as small as him couldn't replicate the wonders which the future tech geniuses have shown.

He doesn't even know the step in which to attain that same popularity, or reinvent their technology. He couldn't, no matter how many tries he brain blasts, or theories, or tries.

At the age of 6, the young orphaned of Queen's Orphanage felt frustrated since he have studied many books, foundations for which he thought would have helped him in his endeavor of conquering the past with the help of his future knowledge.

Yet, no matter how many times he tried, he wasn't able to build a single damn thing. He couldn't build a computer, a laptop, a phone, a camera, or anything technological — yet the drive was there, causing him to go further no matter what.

The Matron, or any of the volunteers and children alike would look at him, and be worried, some calling him weird in not seeing him come out of his room for days. Thankfully his studies are a confirmation to them, that he isn't going mad.

At the age of 7 amidst him trying to fiddle with electricity, and create for the first time a basic laptop after countless days of studying, trial and error. He actually made a mistake, causing his hand to be burnt at the point of unrecovery.

Frustrated, and terrified, Felix cried at that time. A 22 year old soul, who have been living in a foreign world for 7 years, having experienced childhood again, with his brains currently underdeveloped, it is not a shock to see him crying.

Fuck, fuck! I just wanted to entertain myself, I just want the comfort of my games. Why is this happening to me?!

Unexpectedly enough, when his tears landed on his crisply burnt hand, which was showing him the inner workings of his flesh.

The tears, seemingly enough healed his once destroyed hand, at the point of true recovery — no scars, no pain except for the phantom pain he would feel sometimes. Other than that, none.

Wonderful experience!

God truly does exist!

So it wasn't a coincidence that he was chosen to be reincarnated.

Felix in tears smiled to himself, his attention having refocused on the occult, and miracles. Not even bothering with continuing his studies about inventions anymore, he felt as if a guiding hand was helping him. If not, then it's him who's magical.

Researching about the obscure topics, mysterious, rumors, cryptids, and magical beasts only written and told about in stories. And before Felix could even notice it, he was already 10 years old.

Throughout the years he have spent his time trying to do research about his tears, or about healing effects. One time he tried jumping out the window, this didn't do anything and just broke his leg, causing him to end all his experiments on the 24th experiment — all having been failures.

The closest he found to tears having the ability to heal, are phoenix. A giant flaming bird that lives, dies, and reincarnates through its ashes. Other than that, the Caladrius of ancient rome mythos that can heal anyone who has illness if brought close, but not through tears.

He then continued his research which lead to him leaning about dodo birds, extinct but seemingly has teleportation capabilities. Information both he wants, and doesn't wants flooded his head.

Ancient dragons of china. A school of magic in japan. Gigantic blue birds that can control the weather, worshipped as a god by the african tribes. Wands seemingly being held by strangely dressed people throughout history.

Both facts and fictions mixed together, at the point Felix couldn't identify which one is real, or which one is just a house wives tale. Everyday he would go to the nearest library, or at some point because of boredom he'll steal some books, after reading it he'll return it.

Obscure knowledge flooded his mind, topics about nature, ants, bugs, life, theories, literature, music theory, and even how to knit. Felix doesn't understand why he wasted his time in those books, but it piqued his interest nonetheless.

And in that pursuit of knowledge of his, he has forgotten the main reason why he went there in the first place. To know how his tears could have healed his burnt hand.

Months later he would find out via a strangely dressed woman, in green robes, pointy hat, and a strict expression knocking onto the orphanage's doorsteps giving him an acceptance letter in the process.

That woman's name? Minerva McGonagall — Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts.

Finally!

Something entertaining is happening, other than his books, his powers, or pranks to the other children, nothing had piqued his interest. Until now.

Months later he was introduced to the Wizardry World that was under the fear of war at that time, a civil-war due to a Dark Wizard running rampant named Lord Voldemort, alongside his minions; the Death Eaters.

Wizardry World?

Lord Voldemort?!

Death Eaters?!!

Felix briefly remembered those names using his past life knowledge. He should know, he was very familiar with what those words truly meant.

Unexpectedly, he found himself in the Wizardry World months before the great fall of the Dark Lord Voldemort, in the hands of a baby.

He looked around and noticed the dim expressions of everyone at that time, at how protective everyone was. At how wary the Goblins were, and at how quickly McGonagall toured him throughout Diagon Alley.

Thinking back to those sad, fearful faces of Wizards and Witches, no matter the ages hit a heartstring in his. Not wanting to see those kinds of faces again, Felix realized that this damn world is not a joke.

In this backwards society, what we truly need at this time was genuine True Entrainment.

[ True Entrainment!" ]

[ "I truly think the Wizardry World lacks Entertainment. Except, well, for those bland thousand year old games." ]

[ "What I think the Wizardry World needs at the moment is True Entertainment! And that is what I truly desire, Headmaster." ]

Felix is done and tired waiting for the future to come by, no, he found himself living in the world of Harry Potter for damn sake. Magic exist! You really think he'll wait for that savior to experience ups and downs for 7 years before ultimately defeating the big bad.

Yeah, no, Felix isn't waiting for that, he isn't gonna wait for the future to come to him like he used to. But to bring the future to him, to the present, and he could do this by both garnering prestige, and fame. On the only way Felix knows best: Entertainment.

So, please, Headmaster Dumbledore. Hire me already, this is for the Greater Good. I promise.

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[ WRITTEN: 01/12/2025 ]

[ POSTED: 01/14/2025 ]

AN: I don't know the purpose of this chapter either, it sounds cringe. But screw it, it sounds fitting to the story, so have it, suffer the cringe like I do. •✓•