3 Reincarnation?

"September... 1, 1989?"

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The other kids didn't bother waiting for me, as I just stand at the calendar.

Elliot, me, was born September 1, 1980-

Died 1998?

I didn't know. I don't know.

What was the word for this thing?

Reincarnation?

In one of the articles I managed to read, reincarnation was not invented nor have happened to "someone" as it breaks the law of the world. Immortality is a thing sure, but reincarnation?

But from the looks like it...

I didn't bother for more as i got out of the house, seeing a jolly hoards of people, seems time for buying food or maybe just stuff, as it was still early in the morning.

The houses were not medieval styled like the houses in the Wizarding World, meaning, im in the outside world. And the fact that the atmosphere, from which the first thing I noticed in my "past life", was the dense atmosphere filled with magical energy. Because wizards, naturally absorb these energies in the surroundings using them as the source for the spells they use.

Now in reality, if I did get reincarnated....

I smiled, for the very first time in long years, warmth filled my body, my heart was beating faster that usual.

For the first time, something good happened in my life.

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3rd PoV

It has been hours since the boy, Elliot, got to his feet to do the things the Directress Theresa ordered.

From the information he gathered earlier, told by the frail boy with the glasses, named Justin, who first teased him if he forgotten his memories because of Elliot's weird questions.

He was not Elliot, the body he used to be before. He confirmed it by the bathroom mirror. Instead of the blond hair he used to have, it's now the common color black. And weird anough to have green eyes. And unfortunately, his body was very weak. Running kilometers will send him to the hospital. His name, well, this "boy's " name is Faust Demetrius, like the one he heard before.

And he didn't know if he should keep his name, or use the one currently he has. But it sounds weird and he won't probably turn around if someone said "Faust". But that's for later.

Appalachian Children's Home, in the town of Narbonne, England - the orphanage which he is living now. Funded poorly by the government, the children here is divided into parts, the old ones are the one who are sent to work some small jobs. Others are the one cleaning and doing chores.

It was pretty ridiculous. If he gets stuck here, what's the use of being reincarnated then?

That's one of the things that brings him delight. He may not be the best before, but as a nine year old kid who is a muggle currently, he can go against the way and learn spells immediately. He also knows how everything would go, if he does it right, he can change his whole life.

But what's the first thing a wizards have to have? Power

In the wizarding community, even if you're rich and all, your a no-no if you ain't got any talents at all. It's more advantegous is that even if your poor as hell, but strong, you can rise up to be rich by the law of strong to weak, an unwritten law made up by his mind. And its how the society works after all.

The only thing should happen is that he should be accepted to Hogwarts.

He grinned mischievously. In this way, he can create his own empire without the law of strong to weak. And also benefits himself in the way to do so.

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He goes up to his room, where he has two roommates. The ginger girl and the frail boy.

With them always out for some reason, It gives him time to train without bother. One of his plans is to become one of the guys that works outside. More time to explore.

Sitting in his hard rock bed, he tried to remember calmly the spells he knows.

He didn't have memories in this body, for some reason he doesn't know. But having his past memories will do.

His best spell, stupefy, though a good damage spell, it wasn't that mastered much by him. That's his problem. He knows a lot, but he doesn't have the skills to perform them. Exactly the opposite of Potter, where he can do it even without knowing it.

But charms, potion, that's for later. He's weak as hell. He doesn't have any wand, nor the sensory remover. Sensory remover is the one that if you perform a spell outside the Wizarding World, the ministry won't know it.

And If he remembers right, it's only available in Knockturn Alley.

Meditation is it.

It gives a big chance of doing wand less spell. As meditation technique for wizards is the technique where you can absorb the energy around you faster. Where unlike if you let your body naturally absorb it, it's more slower. And your absorbing time is up to your skills.

But few wizards tried it, some even giving up as the first step was too slow. It was a technique you have to get used at. And his past life, with those war going on, there wasn't really any time to practice that technique.

But now, 1989, there's still roughly seven years left for him to practice it, and if he can, master it.

By mastering it, he can possibly achieve to do wandless spells. And do more proficient in basically everything.

As for some time, it goes quiet. Perfect timing. He gets on position , meditating position. He closed his eyes, calm his breathing, and instead of the usual 'meditation' where you focus on exhaling and inhaling. Instead, he focus on the energy circulating in his body.

In the middle of a wizards body, comes his reservation. Magic reservation, where the energy you've accumulated is restored. How big is it depends on how much you've earn. As the more you absorb, the more it will expand and maybe, upgrade.

It was circulating in his whole body like usual, kind of like a human heart. Its the one giving his strength to move and all of that.

Except now that he feels it, it's rather smaller than what he had expected. He didn't know the usual bigness as this is his first time doing it, but he only have read it. And it was said to be big as your fist. And this....

It was small, added to that, it's light, not heavy, and is thin, not dense at all. Like it could fall apart in the moment. It was disappointing for sure but there's time.

After feeling his own magic core, which he calls it that, second step, feeling the energy that surrounds him.

This was the outside world unfortunately. Less denser atmosphere. That's why earlier, he opened the window to let the sunlight in, and he specifically angled the bed directly at the window.

He's basically like a plant now.