Ch 11 - A Humbling Experience

My first class of the day is transfiguration with McGonagall and the Ravenclaws.

I walked in to see her in her cat form and just took a seat waiting for the class to start.

McGonagall: "Transfiguration is some of the most complex and dangerous magic you will learn at Hogwarts. Anyone messing around in my class will leave and not come back. You have been warned."

She turned the desk into a pig and sent the matchsticks to each of our desks.

I need to be somewhat talented but not the smartest.

I still have a lock on my core as well so I can't do much magic in front of people without unlocking my core which I can't do in case the old goat fucker is keeping an eye on me.

I pretended to do a few tries by waving my wand in ridiculous patterns and finally I turned my match to a needle after a few other people in class already did it.

McGonagall: "Five points to Hufflepuff Mr. Potter"

I nodded at her and turned to Susan who sat next to me and was struggling.

"You just have to picture the match changing into a needle in your head when you try the spell."

Susan tried it and it worked on her first try.

Susan: "Thanks Harry"

I nodded at her and got ready to leave.

Herbology was with our head of house and was a very standard class.

Charms class we just went over the Lumos spell which was nothing special.

Throughout the day I started to get a bad feeling.

It felt like I was being watched with a malicious intent.

Next was potions which I would have to remain calm and deal with the emo man child.

Snape: "Ah our Mr. Potter, our new... celebrity. What would I get if I added a powder root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"

I had to get these questions wrong.

Even if I knew them, these are questions that appear in later years and no first year would be able to answer.

Harry: "I don't know, sir"

He sneered but continued anyway.

Snape: "Where do you find me a bezoar?"

Harry: "Perhaps in the materials cabinet"

I tried to sound as sincere as possible as well as slightly confused to throw him off but it didn't seem to work.

Snape: "10 points from Hufflepuff for your snark. And what is difference between monkshood and wolfsbane?"

Harry: "I don't know, sir. could you tell me the answers"

He didn't answer and just put a recipe on the board and told us to do it.

He continued to nitpick me through the class and kept dashing points, not that I cared but my housemates would which would only cause me trouble.

My last class would be astronomy which wouldn't be until later tonight.

As I was walking through the hallways I noticed that they were empty and no one was around.

I looked ahead and noticed some older Slytherin students blocking the way and behind me was Draco sneering at me with Crabbe and Goyle as well as another Slytherin senior.

I have no fighting experience and I didn't learn any magic besides telekinesis which I can't use here as Dumbledore will definitely find out.

I ran through multiple scenarios in my head and realized that I would have to run or let them beat me up.

I started to run through a side coridore when I heard Draco yelling behind me.

Draco: "Not so tough now Pottah"

I couldn't help but curse.

Of course I'm not when you've got a whole gang of people almost twice my age chasing me you coward.

I had relied too much on my knowledge of canon.

Draco never did this before but I didn't send him running in the train either in canon and didn't insult him in front of a girl he liked.

I can't be this cocky again.

I need to practice battle spells to protect myself and not rely on my past life's knowledge.

Spells were being thrown at me from behind.

Thanks to my martial arts experience I was able to dodge almost all of them but there were too many.

A stunner from an upper year hit me in the shoulder and I went tumbling.

I hit the wall and was wondering where the teachers or other students were since I made a lot of noise while running.

Draco stood over me and started to kick me in the ribs and then sent had the upper years send two bone breakers to my legs.

Draco: "This is what you get Pottah for humiliating your betters. *spit* Filthy half blood"

I was screaming in pain and realized that I needed to go over Voldemort's memories thoroughly later.

I was putting it off because I didn't want to open that can of worms but I couldn't let this happen again.

It was then that I realized that Draco is only a first year right now and is not smart or ruthless enough to do this.

I focused my senses and felt a familiar mana signature around the heads of all the Slytherins.

That no good old goat was at it again.

He would probably come and save me to make sure that I see him as some kind of grandfather and mentor figure.

I wasn't going to follow his plan so I channeled my rage and released my telekinesis at all of them knocking them into the walls and they passed out.

They were already in a half conscious state because of dark lord Dumbles so it wasn't too hard.

I crawled into an empty room nearby and used a locking charm that I read about recently.

I couldn't go to the nurse.

I refused to fall into his plans so I dove into Voldemort's memories about any healing spells.

He was a paranoid bastard and did learn enough healing magic so he wouldn't have to trust any other person to heal him.

The boan breaking curse made a clean break on both my legs and were on the weaker side so I could heal myself easily with Tommy's memories.

I started slow and used my magic to mend my bones back together.

I bit down on my robes to not scream.

My magic was basically empty now.

I opened up my core a bit more so that I could start the healing on my ribs that were kicked.

When I was done I locked up my core again and extreme fatigue washed over me.

I promised to not let this happen again.

I needed practice and I needed to absorb Voldemort's experience.

He is the only other person who saw Dumbles for who he actually is other than me it seems so maybe he can give me some insight into the machinations of the twinkly eyed goat.

With that everything went black and I passed out.