Magical Core

As it turned out, occlumency was boring. Very, very boring. It involved a lot of closing his eyes, thinking about nothing, and visualizing things like walls and rivers and voids and stuff. If it didn't sound so useful, he'd...well, he'd do it anyway. Tom wanted him to do it, so he'd do it without question. Harry wanted to live up to all Tom's expectations, despite the arduousness of some of the tasks he assigned.

However, things weren't always so dull; some of Tom's expectations were absolutely brilliant. For instance, Tom expected Harry to let him teach him how to use magic. The first thing Harry learnt about magic is that one does not ask what magic can do; one asks what magic cannot do.

Apparently Harry's magical core was enormous, and had the potential to become, for all intents and purposes, limitless. Harry's imagination was the limit. Well, not quite; Tom said that discipline and control were what separated good wizards from exemplary ones. The first step in learning control, according to Tom, was learning spells.

One of the first spells Tom taught him was one to open the latch Uncle Vernon had installed on the outside of his bedroom door.

"Alohomora."

The best part was, it worked on every door, every lock, every padlock. It was absolutely brilliant, and Harry felt so incredibly powerful, knowing that he had the ability to go wherever he wanted.

Tom said that that was but a minuscule fraction of his power, but it was more than enough power for Harry. He said as much, and Tom mocked him for it, but had eventually conceded that such simple spells would have to suffice for now – he couldn't learn anything too complex because of something called the Trace.

Tom never explained the Trace – Harry had come to the conclusion that he couldn't, but didn't want to admit it; he was, however, was very clear on the fact that something called the Ministry of Magic would come knocking on his door if he performed any magic that couldn't be explained as accidental.

So Tom had promised to teach him something called the 'levitating charm', 'summoning charm', the 'disarming charm', and perhaps the 'disillusionment charm', but that was it for the time being; while Tom had been clear that some of these charms - the summoning charm and the disillusionment charm in particular - weren't exactly easy, they mimicked the behaviour of some accidental magic, and would likely be written off as such is someone ever inquired into the matter.

Harry was perfectly satisfied with that, and given the fact that it'd taken him almost 2 months just to umaster unlocking a bloody door, he thought he'd have plenty to do for some time to come. That didn't stop Tom from making scathing comments about the Ministry of Magic on a regular basis, though.

"...filled with backwards, crackpot wizards who are more muggle than magic..."

"...mudblood lovers and blood traitors..."

"...muggle loving whores whose tainted lips are not fit to kiss the ground we walk upon..."

Tom was rather disgruntled about the whole thing – he said it was criminal to place magical children in cities infested with muggles without any means to protect themselves, and Harry had to agree. Muggles – as Tom called them – were blind to the wonders of magic, and simultaneously cruel and weak, and it did not take Harry long to concede that they weren't fit to raise young witches and wizards, not at all.

Harry...disliked muggles. Back before the incident with Sam Stewart, Harry held the conviction that while some muggles could be very unsavoury indeed – like his relatives – most muggles were perfectly kind and considerate people.

His relatives, his classmates, the children at Tom's orphanage – they were just bad apples. Lots of bad apples. But there had to be some good ones too, right?

So strong was Harry's conviction, that he actually wanted to be a muggle; he just wanted to be normal. He didn't want to be a freak. But when Sam betrayed him, this changed. After Tom told him there was a whole world of witches and wizards and magic out there, Harry finally understood.

He wasn't a freak – he was just different. And they hated him because of it. Yes, even 'good' muggles like Sam Stewart, who was kind and honest and brave, feared what they did not know and understand, and that fear made them foolish and cruel.

If the best muggle he'd ever known could not escape this fact, how could any of the others? They were all the same – judgmental, angry, and fearful – and Harry wanted nothing to do with them; on that, he and Tom could agree.

However, what Harry couldn't agree with was Tom's conviction that muggles were little more than animals, and could be disposed of as such, if necessary.

Tom had made it clear that muggles were worthless enough that their lives could be taken merely to prove a point – and Tom sometimes implied that he had done just that...but Harry didn't understand how that could be possible, because Tom was just a kid like him, right?

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