2 Chapter 1 : The Beginning

GRYFFINDOR"

Huh... What? I look around blinking my eyes did I just hear Gryffindor. Are my dorm-mates at it again. They are still such kids. My blurry vision returns to normal as I find myself under the sharp gaze of an old woman who was looking down at me as I seemed to be sitting on a ... stool? that too an old fashioned wooden one. Man it's quite uncomfortable being stared at by an old lady especially when she is standing in front of you, hardly a feet away. What do you want old lady, I was about to ask, when I realised that I was not in my room. I looked around to see many people... more precisely, kids looking at me. And the scene felt oddly familiar.

Although I knew that the idea I was having was stupid, but the utter urgency in the eyes of that old lady... let's call her just a lady now, seemed to push me to move, so I did the most obvious thing, which was to walk towards the people giving me the warmest gaze. As I walked towards the table which had people who were still smiling at me, though probably with sympathy. Yup, sympathy is good ... far better than the gazes of the other people who were clearly looking down on me from the other three tables. As, I was walking towards the table, I heard a kind voice from behind, " That's the huffelpuff table dear, the gryffindor is the rightmost one." I looked behind at the source of the sound only to see a plump lady wearing a weird hat, smiling at me. I sub-consciously nodded at her and began walking towards the direction she mentioned. But I was stopped again.

I suddenly felt as if something or someone? was trying to penetrate my mind... I was pretty sure, that I was able to block that person, but this act made something inside my brain a little unstable and suddenly immense pain struck me. It felt that I was being stung by thousands of bees and all of them at the same time, all around my head. I fell on my knees and held my head in my hands. I gritted my teeth as suddenly my whole life played in my mind. No, it was not my life, yet it was. Memories overflowed me. It was like I suddenly remembered something. Only it was not SOMETHING that I remembered, rather, it was too many things, all at once. But all of these memories found a place inside my mind. All this hardly took two seconds, as I opened my eyes, still in a daze. I heard someone wearing blue robes call me an 'attention whore' and then, a girl in orange clothing, who looked young but was far taller than me, and was one of the few people with a worried look insted of the disappointed ones, I was getting from the other students in orange. She held me up and then walked me to the table.

'Fuck, I came to the Harry Potter world somehow. I thought as I sat down and and thought over my memories.' I quickly got over with the introductions and then began staring at the empty plate, lost in my thoughts. My name is Jason Smith. It was surprisingly the same, when I was on Earth. Well, I still am technically on earth, so let's call it E1 and this one E2. I was a college student in E1, I was hardly 19. The Harry Potter world was just a fiction that was created by a writer in a book series. I was one of the fans of the book, but it wasn't too much. I had hardly read the books 2 times. That too the second wasn't complete. I didn't read any fan fictions as I didn't want to ruin my image of the various characters. I had watched the movies numerous times though. On E2, here, I am an eleven year old American pureblood wizard, though the concept of pureblood isn't as relevant there right now. My parents have some circumstances there, so, I was sent here for security reasons, as a foreign student. Magical communities don't like the exchange of their cultures (Magical spells and techniques) as the strength of a country is directly proportional to the magical research. Due to this reason, most pureblood wizards, irrespective of their view towards the the half-blood and mudblood beliefs, felt a uniform hatred for foreign wizards, well, it was one of the few things, where they were usually united. I got this knowledge from the memories of E2. My parents were also worried about me being bullied, that is why I was taught Occlumency and dueling before I was sent here and this is why I was able to block the intrusion. When you block a legilimency attack, you can easily identify who it came from and I was already facing a big issue. Dumbeldore had just tried to use legilimency on me.

This was a grave issue as, Dumbeldore's image in my mind was that of a kind grandfatherly figure, who had made a few mistakes in his life, but he still was a good person, but now I realised I didn't feel the same way anymore. Using Legilimency is a taboo in the wizarding world and if caught doing it, Dumbeldore can easily be removed from principal position. That said, it is only in theory, because, no government would remove the strongest wizard they have, just because a small kid from another country claimed something. But, this act of his, definitely made me more vigilant towards him. I realised that people were different from what I made them be, based on the book, though the things like huffelpuffs, generally being nice was right, it can only used as a reference and not be trusted blindly. Although, I was not gonna do something that stupid from the beginning, yet it always helps being more vigilant. After speculations and the contemplation were over, I began to look around. I was still quite excited about magic.

"Harry Potter" McGonagall 's loud roar entered my ears. She seemed happy and yet a bit surprised. Maybe, she didn't know that he was gonna be in this batch…. As if. So, everyone clapped and then Harry sat on the wooden stool. The hat shouted Gryffindor and the whole Table burst into loud claps while two red haired twins were shouting that they got Harry. I obviously clapped as well, who would be stupid enough to go against the SAVIOUR OF MAGIC WORLD? Well, When in Rome, do as the Romans Do, unless, it harms you.

Then after all the excitement, Dumbeldore gave his speech. I felt that the mention of the 3rd floor was a bit unnecessary, especially the focus he gave on it, but now, as I see him in a different light, so, I realized that it might have actually been deliberate, and he might actually want Harry to go there. I had a talk with Ron, he took the initiative, and I responded. I honestly didn't want to indulge myself with my the trio, still, if someone initiates a conversation with me, I would never back off. Ron especially looked quite harmless. It was hard to imagine him in his arrogant version of the deathly Hallows. Well, no-one is born bad. It didn't really matter to me though. None of the children in the school pose a threat to me right now, I was a magical genius who Awakened at a tender age of 8 and it was one of the reasons why I was sent to Britain, but it isn't like everyone is killing everyone in the school, Right? So, I might not actively require it.

Still, Hogwarts' Library is far better than the one in the American school, or so, I have heard it and am not quite sure. Moreover I am an adventurous person by nature, so I am quite excited to explore this Hogwarts. The dream school of almost every child… Here I come Hogwarts and this will definitely be the beginning of the legend of Jason Smith… Man that name is way too ordinary!

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