Putting ideas on paper.

Adam had an idea in his head for how serious the game he was going to create. Now it was time to start the project. The next morning, he woke up early and went down to the main room.

George was getting ready to leave the mansion when Adam woke up.

''So, what are your plans for today?'' Asked the butler. ''I doubt you'll be resting this vacation.''

''Nobody knows me better than you, Uncle George.'' Adam laughed, and remembered the project. ''I have a personal project for this vacation.'' He said, he was going to take the opportunity to ask George for a few things.

''I'm going to need some materials. When the project is finished, it will be aimed at selling on a large scale.'' He expressed his thoughts. "But I don't understand anything about the commercial and production area.''

George had a surprised and curious look after listening to Adam. ''So you need someone to do all the management? ''

''Yes. '' Adam waved. ''If possible, a muggle-born would be best.''

''What kinds of materials would we be working with? '' asked George.

''Paper, parchment or any type of canvas that has good conduction of magic. In addition to ink and enchantments.'' Adam replied.

''All right. I think I have the perfect person.'' George nodded, after pondering a bit.

Adam nodded and remembered one more request.'' If possible, get me a nondisclosure agreement. As well as possible''

After accepting Adam's request, the old butler left the mansion. George would begin to grant Adam's first request, and begin to inject influence and money into the ministry.

Adam, you knew that the request you just made was just a minor thing for George. The Davies family had many employees in different areas and countries.

''Perhaps I should start looking into our activities and investments. In a few years, I may have to manage the family affairs.'' He murmured with a serious look.

The seriousness only lasted a few seconds before he burst out laughing.

''There's no chance of that happening''

Adam, he didn't want to have to worry about that part of the family, the mere thought of spending hours going through papers made his head hurt.

He wouldn't mind spending weeks studying books or things related to magic. But I couldn't think of spending a day in an office.

''Luckily, I have George. But I think getting him an apprentice wouldn't be a bad thing. I think he would be happy with a retirement.''

Only when Adam realized he was talking to himself did he put these thoughts out of his head.

''Time to stretch your legs'' He smiled.

As if by magic, his clothes had changed to light exercise clothes. The sky was overcast, and Adam took the opportunity to go for a morning jog through the mansion grounds. In addition to running, he did a few sets of physical exercises, rested, and did some more.

Today he wouldn't need much physical body, being able to exaggerate in training.

When the training session came to an end, he spent a long hour in the bathroom. When he finished his shower and had a hearty breakfast, he returned to the testing room.

But when he thought about starting to create his characters, a doubt arose.

''How different is this world?'' He murmured thoughtfully.'' The literary histories of my world, are they the same here?''

Adam realized that he had never really thought about it. Ever since he regained his memories, he knew he was in the world of Harry Potter. But how similar was this world to the one he remembered? He did not know.

''I think taking a walk seems worthwhile.'' He sighed, getting up, and going to change his clothes.

Adam didn't need to ask permission to go out alone. So, after changing, he went to the fireplace and used Flu powder. Arriving at the Leaky Cauldron, he proceeded to Muggle Street.

''Let's see where the nearest bookshop is.'' He said, getting into the Muggles' minds down the street.'' There's one, a few streets away, let's have a look.''

With the information he wanted in hand, Adam strolled through the streets of London.

His steps were slow and carefree, he hadn't used his legilimency in some time and after enjoying the sensation he couldn't help but jump from mind to mind wherever he went.

By the time Adam arrived at the bookshop, he was under the influence of disillusionment. He didn't want any attendants disturbing him.

''The Lord of the Rings…'' He murmured, his gaze passing over the fantasy books on the shelves. ''There is not? ''

''Dune, maybe? ''

''I, Robot? ''

''Blade Runner?''

Before leaving the bookstore, Adam searched the depths of the staff's minds, looking for a fictional work that existed in his other world. He also looked for cinematographic works and comics, but there weren't any that he remembered.

The most resemblance he found was in books on history.

The first and second world wars were the same, the German mustache also existed. And the rest, about the discovery of smaller countries, maritime explorations and the Cold War, circulated in Muggle history books.

Adam had studied the history of magic, and he knew that some of these events involved wizards.

But apart from the basic Muggle history, much of the fiction, or most of it, was non-existent in this world. There were many other works that he had never heard of. That they must be originals of this world.

''A world without, Hobbit, Star Wars, Superman… ''

Adam had already returned home and was lying on his bed.

''Damn, poor Muggle children.'' He sighed, thanking him once again for being born a wizard.

Adam reflected that even if he were born with his memories, if he wasn't a wizard, he wouldn't be able to remember stories from the other world so perfectly. In that case, even if he wanted to write these literary works himself, he couldn't easily and accurately.

With his head on the pillow, he had an idea. ''Maybe I can write these works in the future.'' Then he thought of something else.

''Even after eleven years in this world, I haven't seen any fiction books in the wizard community about another world with magic. How would these stories be received by the wizarding world? ''

''Perhaps the creativity of young wizards would improve? Reading about other forms of magic? ''

This was a question that had been on your mind for some time. What if he was right, and really was going to help the wizard side. So these stories had much more value than just bringing a little joy to the world.

And that meant Adam would need to think a lot more about it before he made a move. But after thinking about it a bit, he realized it wasn't bad at all. He chose to leave book publishing for a future, and would now focus solely on the game.

''Let's just give them a little imagination.'' Adam grinned, and headed into the training room.

In the middle of the room, Adam sat down and, with a wave of his hand, hundreds of parchments and quills with pots of ink at his side. This all came from his briefcase, he was just summoning.

''Now comes the hard part.''

Adam took a deep breath and brought back the memories he had sorted out, his mind flooded with information.

There was description, history and characteristics of the characters. Adam had a lot of ideas, but he knew there would still be some discards during creation. So he was betting the big numbers now, and then he would make a selection.

With his eyes closed and his mind clearing, he gave the command and the feathers moved. Some wrote, others drew.

Adam had no talent for drawing, but he had a perfect memory and the option to just command. The magic did all the work to portray the image in his mind.

As the feathers danced across the leaves, images took shape. One by one, characters came to life. And so Adam spent the rest of the day.

The next morning, George found him to let him know that he had made an appointment with the person Adam had requested.

''Where would you rather the meeting be? '' Asked during the morning meal.

Adam yawned before answering.'' Could it possibly be right here? '' Asked, he was tired. He had strained his mind the day before, although it was good training, he would need more than a night's sleep to recover.

''Of course. Just let me know when and I'll make it happen.'' George replied.

Place and time did not matter in this case. The person he had found was one of his employees. The wizard in question would cancel any other appointment to meet the young chief.

''This afternoon is good.'' Adam didn't want to leave the mansion, besides being tired, he needed to finish some details of the project. But the sooner he found that person, the sooner the game would come to life. I wanted to finish everything before the holidays were over.

After eating, Adam returned to his room and continued with his creation. Sometime in the afternoon he heard a knock on the door, and he opened his eyes, all feathers stopping what they were doing and disappearing with the parchments.

''Master. The guest is waiting in the drawing room.'' Said Grini, the house-elf.

Adam nodded. ''understood. Make us some tea. Let him know, I'll be down in a minute.''

After Grini left, he snapped his fingers and a series of papers appeared in his hand. He changed his clothes and fixed his hair, proceeding to meet his guest.

When Adam arrived in the living room, there was a man in his thirties. He wore a standard black office suit and black dress shoes. The man looked a little nervous and was pacing back and forth across the room.

When the door opened, the man stopped and turned to find Adam entering the room.

''Sorry to keep you waiting,'' said Adam, with a grin. Hand outstretched for a handshake.

''It was nothing. Mr. Davies.'' The man shook Adam's hand. ''Oliver Smith''

''Please sit down. Mr. Smith.'' Said Adam, gesturing for Oliver to sit down.

Adam found it curious that Oliver still looked nervous. ''I confess, I'm curious. Mr. Smith,'' he said, crossing his legs.'' What exactly did George say that made him so? '' He asked

The man known as Oliver Smith was astonished when he heard Adam's question. He was trying hard not to look nervous, but he couldn't seem to fool the young man in front of him.

''I apologize, Mr Davies. I was only informed that the chief requested my presence.'' He replied sincerely, he did not know anything about the reason for the summons.

Adam chuckled.'' So that was it? But I still don't understand why so much nervousness.''

Oliver found it curious how comfortable and mature Adam looked. Can't help but praise the young master of the Davies family.

''It is the first time that someone from the branch would meet the boss. I was promoted to division head just a few months ago.'' He laughed, embarrassed. ''I thought I had done something unsatisfactory.''

Hearing Oliver, Adam understood.

' I had no contact with the family businesses. It seems that this abrupt request caused some uproar. '

''Don't worry, Mr.Smith,'' he said. '' I called you here to present a project I'm working on. ''

''A project?'' Oliver raised his brow thoughtfully. But he couldn't help but sigh internally, knowing it was nothing personal.

''May I know what it would be about? '' asked Oliver, curious as to what this young man would introduce him to.

''Of course.'' Adam said. But first, may I ask which area you are responsible for? ''

'' Enchanted canvases '' Oliver replied, before specifying further. '' Enchanted paintings is our highest priority area. We have the best professionals available.''

Adam nodded upon hearing. Thinking about creating a card game, the area Oliver was responsible for was perfect, covering all parts of game creation.

''So, Mr. Smith. Do you like Games?'' Adam asked smiling