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A Harry Potter fanfic - Magical me - Technical scholar & the magical world

Yes, dear readers its a story about a technical scholar who is a little different from your average john doe. He is ambitious, cunning and fuckin prideful. Harry will be his right hand and he is adamant on making voldi his slave. Normal scholar makes his entry to Harry Potter world to stir the shit up. I will write later ;-). Let me write some first.

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In the burrow

He stayed quiet. Not performing any major actions such as moving the hand towards pockets.

The red haired woman was pointing her wand at Pamla. Although Molly Weasley was a motherly figure, but the magical world has just experienced the war few years ago. So, one cannot be too cautious in the case when a stranger comes at your home uninvited and unannounced.

Pamla saw her pointing her wand at him. But he didn't feel offended as it is a good protective instincts one should have when dealing with strangers. He was happy inwardly, as this means Molly Weasley was not as foolish as the Weasley's shown in the Harry Potter books.

" Who are you" asked Molly Weasley.

" Hello there ! Sweet lady, I am Pamla. I know you have quite a few questions for me like 'what am i doing here? or do i know you etc etc. So in order to answer your expected questions let me tell you my story in brief. I have memories of me living a muggle life till now. Then i was met with a wizard. After that i appeared in that forest. I made my way here through the woods. Well, that's what i think to be my memories but i sometimes feel weird about these memories. I am not sure if these memories are really mine. Overall, i am harmless for you. I don't know magic according to my memories and i also don't have a wand. So , i am practically alone here away from my family and friends without any kind of protection. Basically i am quite weak for even thinking about harming you. So, would you be kind enough to give me a hug? I don't know why but whenever i look at you, i find myself thinking about my mother" sealed the final nail in the emotional manipulation by thee Pamla.

Molly was intrigued in the starting by listening to Pamla, then she got emotional after hearing his story. Then her motherly instincts became active when she was asked for a hug.

Although Molly didn't hug Pamla, she did pat his shoulders in compassion while lowering her wand.

" you should frisk me for further safety assurance. Please don't decline, i strongly recommend" innocently said Pamla.

Molly was again taken back by how quickly she had lowered her guard and she didn't even check for wand. Then she was embarrassed to really check for the wand. But Pamla relieved her of her hesitation by offering himself for the frisking.

Molly didn't find anything strange or any wand. She did go through the watch but didn't find it strange either.

After going through the checking Molly invited Pamla in her home.

" let me invite you to my humble home" invited Molly.

The Burrow was held up with magic and was very cluttered inside, but very welcoming at the same time. It was also stated that it was quite near to the Lovegood House.Burrow was the family home of the Weasley family, located on the outskirts of Ottery St Catchpole in Devon, England. It was a thoroughly magical dwelling that became a second home to Harry Potter. The interior of the Burrow was cosy and lived in, with a jumbled and cluttered array of furniture and trappings.

Molly took him to the kitchen. Kitchen was on the ground floor. The kitchen of the Burrow was the social centre of the Weasley family. Located at the back of the house, it was accessible from the garden. The kitchen contains a large wooden table with room enough for eight chairs. All of the furniture in the kitchen was salvaged from the home of a pop star. All the chairs that were present were mismatched.

There was a large fireplace in the room which also operated as the Weasleys' connection to the Floo Network, and a clock with one hand that points to various times such as "You're late" or "Time to feed the chickens". There was also several magical cookbooks located in the kitchen, stacked on top of the mantelpiece, books with titles like Charm Your Own Cheese, Enchantment in Baking, and One Minute Feasts — It's Magic! And unless Pamla's ears were deceiving him, the old radio next to the sink had just announced that coming up was Witching Hour, with the popular singing sorceress, Celestina Warbeck.

The kitchen opened out on the front yard, through the front door and opened up on the back garden, through the back door. A perch for the family owl Errol was located outside one of the kitchen windows. The kitchen was entered by walking up some small steps from the front yard. The dishwashing was often done by magic.

Pamla was quite fascinated by all the strange things. For him these things were magical. He was thinking about how he can use these things for comfort if only he would have been a wizard.

Molly sat on the table and gestured Pamla to take a sit. It was time to have a proper conversation.

Pamla was born ready for this. He knew that he has to convince her to let him stay in her house.

I will be going easy on the story from now on. Thank you!

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