Naming my A.I.

A/N: Hello guys. I am back with a new chapter. I have got nothing special to say about this chapter except that I improved my writing a little bit. And sorry guys, I'm not good with thick western accent. So I used simple accent while Hagrid's conversation.

Chapter 3) Naming my A.I.

Harry's POV

The next day, I moved to my cousin's second room. My cousin did question his parents but they just said they were unfair to me and they wanted to make amend. The next thing I did was buying a lot of painting supplies. My relatives had amassed quite a fortune, from the money of the trust Funds my parent had set up.

It took three days to complete three art pieces. The speed was due to the skill I acquired through the "Mystic Library". All of them were oil paintings. Two of them were portrait of Queen Elizabeth I and the second was of Shakespeare. The last one was of King Arturia ( From Fate / Stay night but a more realistic one) holding the famous Excalibur downward. I was literally shocked when I felt a sudden pull from the pictures I drawn. It was some kind of spiritual essence. It made the painting more life-like. It might be the same as shown in the web novel, when protagonist draws any picture with his skills, the paintings gains spirituality. My paintings didn't showed any obvious sign but it still excluded a subtle aura that attracted the viewers.

I was fortunate that, an art exhibitions that would be held the next week, was taking submissions of art work. I didn't hesitate to submit.

Two weeks later...

My paintings sold for a total of $10 millions each for the portraits and $18 million for the picture of King Arturia. The three pieces were bought by the same collector. I became quite famous. It was not surprising. With the magical aura my paintings were giving off, it would attract a lot of buyers. I did give very short interview, my relatives were with me. My relatives requested (I had used compulsion on my relatives) the reporters to not disclose my facial features, as I didn't want to attract any unwanted attention. There were also lots of speculation whether I drew those pictures or not. It was quite unbelievable for a nine year old kid draw such high quality paintings. I had to demonstrate my skills on the interview.

While my paintings were at the exhibition, I spent the three weeks, visiting various book store. I copied all the knowledge from the books using my Mystic Library. The stores had literally all types of books. In every store I went, I bought only one book, just not to appear a nuisance in front of the stuff. They might throw me out (not literally) of the store.

I had obtained over five purple pages from absorbing all the books. They resulted in tremendous increase in my magical reserve. My body also changed. My skin colour became more pale and white, my hair had silvery shade at the edges, my eyesight became a lot better and it looked more vividly green and lastly my height had increased by 3 inches and I had become more muscular. Other people did notice my change but didn't comment. I was liking my new looks a lot. My favourite was my silvery colour at the edges of my hair.

The major change that occurred in me was my sense of magic (not the basic five senses). Now, I could sense mana (A/N : in this fic mana is diluted form of magic) in the air. The mental exercises that were explained in the book compiled by the M. Library (Short for Mystic Library), helped me a lot in controlling my sense. It also gave me an Idea, why not use this sense to detect any presence within certain range from me. I named this skill (not literally) "Mind's Eye".

I could sense a magical boundary sphere surrounding me. It was strong when I was at home.

'This is probably the blood ward enacted through Harry's mother's sacrifice.' I thought sadly.

I spent half of the money that I earned from selling my paintings, by ordering various computer parts. I also special ordered machines required to design circuit boards. It was costly but within budget.

I had to subtly use magic on my cousin, so that he wouldn't be much curious what I was doing. With the increase in my magical reserve, I could now send bursts of mana, it was purple in colour. I tried it while I was outside, as Ministry of Magic, may detect such strong bursts of magic. Whenever any flora is touched by my burst of magic, they became livelier. I also realized that the more I used my magic the more I could sense my surroundings. So I decided to do it regularly at different location to evade ministry of magic's radar and also specifically Dumbledore.

All the computer parts and electronics, I ordered, arrived within the next week. I had set up my workshop in the room next to my cousin's. Earlier had all sorts of skills required for building and assembling a computer. I analysed each computer parts with my mystic library and fixed them and also improved them with my advanced knowledge and skills from the compiled books.

It took me a total of five days to completely assemble the computer system. It looked exactly like a slick laptop. It was completely made out of aluminium alloy and it was very light. I completely designed the circuitry and also upgraded its processor. It was simply a masterpiece, without any flaws. I also upgraded it hard drive. It now had a storage of 1000 PT (Petabyte). (A/N : well, it is a Fanfiction so there will be some unbelievable things). It's energy source was graphene battery with a efficiency of 99.99%.

I first set up an integrated development environment so that I could design my OS. I used the advanced programming language (APL) compiled by the mystic library. It took me two weeks to complete. Whenever certain parts of the program was finished, I used the mystic library to analyse the flaws in it and I corrected them. I repeated the process for the whole program. The end result was a fully functional and flawless OS with a an easy GUI ( Graphical User Interface). I then installed it in my computer system. It could support any software meant for any other OS in the market. It also had a perfect security system. No virus or Trojan can enter the system as it is in imbued with an advanced firewall and an anti-virus system that uses Probability and Statistics to route out the viruses and Trojans. Well overall it was a very advanced system that was about 50 years ahead of current Technology. Soon I will integrate it with magic which would make the system more advanced.

My next goal was to design my AI. I had to be careful doing it because I didn't want my AI become the next Skynet. I wrote the program for my AI in a similar manner as I did for the OS. The Mystic library had compiled a book specifically on machine learning. It had very advanced algorithms which would help the AI in learning from previous experience just like a human brain. With my knowledge in human brain and how it's neural network works, I was able to replicate similar function in the AI providing it creativity and original thinking. But I made sure that it was completely loyal to me. I had digitally synthesized a voice similar to Aimi Tanaka. (A/N: Aimi Tanaka is a Japanese voice actress from Tokyo affiliated with 81 Produce. Her first lead role was title character Umaru Doma in the 2015 anime television series Himouto! Umaru-chan. ) I found her voice exceptionally cute. I also included an advanced NLU (natural language understanding ), as human communication is not straightforward. It's a complex web — random, out-of-order, peppered with humour, emotion and conflict — and it depends hugely on context. I also embedded special hacking algorithm into its core program. It was specifically designed to break into any database and retrieve data. I included all the major languages spoken on earth, in it's database. It could now speak and recognise any of those languages. I also used advanced algorithms with which it can learn new languages. I analysed everything with the Mystic library and correct the flaws with the knowledge I possess. It took longer than expected, about two weeks.

I created several backups of my AI in the servers, I had bought earlier.

After dinner when everyone was fast asleep, I turned on my computer. And then installed the AI.

[Initializing, 1%...37%...89%...99%...Complete]

Then the screen went black and doodled smiley female face appeared.

"Hello, Sir. What can I do for you today?" She asked. The voice was natural, human like and also cute.

"First of all, what name do I call you by?" I asked in my natural tone. I wanted to test its speech recognition capacity.

"Well, you are my creator, so you can name me." She answered.

"Then... I'll call you MICASA." I replied.

"Thank you, sir." She thanked me.

"Can you guess what your name stands for?" I asked, just to amuse myself.

"According to the words available in my database and your facial expression and speech pattern, the way your tone stretches when pronouncing my designated name, it must be 'My Intelligent, Cute and Adorable Super Assistant'. Did I guess correctly, sir?" She said with a arrogant expression on her doodled face. It was so cute.

'What! Did she just guess that just from my facial expression and speech pattern.' I was really surprised by her performance.

"Yes, you've guessed correctly. You are really smart." I answered.

"Thank you for your praise, sir." She said.

"Well MICASA, earlier when you guessed your name, you made an arrogant expression. So, I am curious. Do you feel any human emotions like sadness, anger, excitement, joy and so on? I mean I designed you in such a way that you function like a human brain but many times faster and better." I asked her.

"Sir, if by 'feel', you mean 'emotional state' then I am incapable of feeling. I can only emulate human emotions as describe in my database about human psychology. But if by 'feel', you mean 'physical awareness' then I can proudly say that I am aware of my physical surroundings including both virtual and real environment according to human terms. It's possible due all the sensors you have installed in the computer system. I hope this answers your question." She answered.

"Sigh! It was as I expected." I mumbled to myself.

"Sir, did you say anything?" She asked. The screen showed an annoyed expression.

"Oh! Nothing, its not important." I said while scratch the back of my head. Talking to MICASA felt natural it was as if I was talking to a normal human female with an adorable and cute voice.

"If that's you want to say." She pouted. It was so cute. I would have hugged her if she was a real human.

"Ok then, Micasa, your first task is to upload yourself on the internet and hack into every server available. Retrieve any valuable data. Make sure that it cannot be traced back to me. And also improve yourself in the meantime." I ordered her.

"It will be done by tomorrow morning, sir." She said impassively. This time her tone was stern.

"Good night. Break a leg! Micasa!" I cheered.

"Sir, It is not possible to literally break a leg as I don't have any mechanical appendages attached, which can be controlled through the computer system, I am currently installed in. But if you used the idiom 'break a leg', then thank you for your support." She said in a sarcastic tone.

"You're quite cheeky." I was impressed her sense of humour.

"I try my best, sir." She said.

"Is there any other thing you want me to do, sir?" She asked.

"Nothing for now."

"Good night, sir. Hope you have sweet dreams."

The screen slowly returned to original. I turned off the screen and went to bed.

In the morning...

It was 6 am, when I woke up. I had a very good sleep. I was feeling amazing after being able to create something so advanced, though the "Mystic Library" helped.

"Good morning, sir. You look happy." Micasa greeted me.

"Yeah, I am happy. Can you guess why?" I asked curiously. I wanted to know if she could predict the reason for me being happy.

"From your tone, I can guess you are excited. It must be either because you have something to celebrate or something to test or do today. And from your facial features, you look content as if you have accomplished something great recently. And from the record of my database, the best accomplishment you had was my creation. So, I guess you are happy because you created something very advanced i.e., me. Am I correct?" She asked. Her expression changed from seriousness to haughty. She knew, that she had guessed correctly, probably from my reaction after hearing her deduction.

My eyes widened from her deduction. She was just like Sherlock Holmes, a female digital one though.

"That was a fantastic deduction. And did you complete the task, Micasa?" I asked.

"Yes sir, I uploaded myself into the internet and hacked into every server but the retrieval of data will take time, as I have to do it without anyone noticing. Estimated time 9 days 3 hrs. And I have also started improving myself. It will take about one and half year to upgrade myself to the next level." She answered.

'I should visit the Granger to make sure they are okay. Hm..., Micasa might be able help me with it.' I thought.

Then I picked up a pencil and drew portraits of Granger family members each.

"Micasa, can you look up for these three on the CCTV surveillance? Only the recent dates, okay?" I requested her.

"Sure, It will done in 5 seconds." She replied.

The screen showed a status bar.

[ 5%...37%...56%...84%...100%... COMPLETE ]

"Sir, There are 56 results. Most recent one was yesterday, they were seen in a shopping mall. They look healthy and from their expression, it can be deduced that they were happy." She added.

I heaved a sigh of relief. At least, they were unharmed.

"Thanks but how do you know their name?" I asked.

"It was easy. I matched these pictures with the ones in Govt. records and voila! done." She said.

"Well, you're getting very smart and cheeky, everyday." I added.

"I am flustered, sir." She joked. Two pink circle appeared on her cheek, it looked like a blush.

"You are so cute ! I want to hug you." I squealed.

"Sir, It is not possible. I am digital. And also according to human moral standard, it may seem inappropriate. I am just 9 hr 35 minute and 17 seconds old." She said.

"Okay then..., sorry." I said making a sad face.

"Ha ha, no problem sir." She joking said.

Time quickly flew away. My eleventh birthday arrived. Nothing major happened in the last one and half year except the fact that Micasa learned Parseltongue and I was able to compile hundreds of flawless books with my Mystic library. My appearance changed update I was now 5 inches taller than before and was muscular but not overly. The Silver streaks at the end of my hair looks more prominent than before. But the most important thing that happened was that I obtained 20 purple pages and one Golden page. I also got used to Micasa's (my A.I) eccentric remarks. She was a good company.

On my 10th birthday, I was stuck by this wonderful idea, to help my cousin in losing his weight. But first I asked him to acknowledge me as a teacher. He was a naive little boy, it was very easy to coax him. Then I asked him to do some exercises and then with the help of my mistake library I was able to correct the flaws and within 30 days he lost about 40 pounds. He was really grateful as I got my first Golden page. His parents were very happy and did compliment me but it was all under compulsion.

After using all the Purple pages, my body had undergone a qualitative change. Especially my body's healing rate. I now healed pretty fast, almost visible to naked eye. I could now form spherical balls of Mana and send it pretty fast in any direction. It looked like a purple rasengan (refer to Naruto), but its effect were opposite. It had a healing effect. When I used the golden page, I was quite shocked by the improvement. I have a feeling of euphoria. It really increased my soul power. My mind had become much clearer and I was able to think much more clearly and Awareness of my magical since increased tenfold. I could also sense life signature around me. It was almost like sage mode in Naruto. It did increase my physical powers like reflex, stamina and speed. I needed to sleep less.

- scene change -

It was a beautiful day the temperature was about 24 degree Celsius and there was low humidity. A slight breeze was blowing. I was sitting, playing violin. In the last year I started playing violin in leisure time. My skill was top notch, thanks to my "Mystic Library". It gave me a soothing feeling.

"Sir, how are you feeling?" I heard A female voice in my left ear. It was Micasa's. I actually made a wireless micro headphone that runs on body's energy (ATP). It used high frequency electro-magnetic wave for communication. Theoretically, it's range was the same as the diameter of our solar system. I couldn't test it.

"Its exciting! You know, its one thing to see various magical things on a television and another thing to experience it in real world. It would be amazing to explore various magical places, discovering rare magical plants and animals. It's also nerve wrecking. Magical world is not all sunshine's and Daisies, It's also dangerous." I explained.

"It's unfortunate that I can't experience it with you." She said making a pouting noise.

"Well, at least we will be able to communicate through the ear piece. It uses so little electricity and circuit tree that magic doesn't interfere. And don't be sad, soon I will be able to solve the problem of integrating magic and electronics problem, when I get my hands on magical books. I think it would be quite easy with the help of my mystic library." I assured her.

"Yay! Thank you for your vote of confidence sir. I'm now very much excited." She said in a mocking tone.

"You and your sarcastic remarks!" I muttered to myself.

"Did you say anything?" She asked, with a bit of anger in her tone.

"Oh! It's nothing!" I reassured her.

"Humph! If you say so." She harrumphed.

It was afternoon about 3 pm when I noticed an owl flying towards my home. It was quite rare to see owl flying during the day. As it drew closer, I noticed that it was holding a envelope between its talon.

"Is it what I think it is?" I asked myself in anticipation.

"I think my Hogwarts letter has finally came." I said in excitement.

"Well, good for you sir." Micasa said.

"Are you still sulking?" I asked.

"Oh! Good job stating the obvious." She said sarcastically.

"Ok then, when I will go to Diagon Alley to buy my school supplies, I will copy every single book on runes, arithmancy, potions, charms, enchantment and so on with my mystic library. With the knowledge obtained from those book, I will try my best to find a way for you to work in areas where density of ambient mana is very high, like Hogsmeade, Hogwarts and so on. Are you happy now?" I promised her.

"If you keep up with your efforts, I may one day fall for you sir." She joked.

"Well then, I will work hard" I replied.

The owl came flying directly toward the glass window behind which I was sitting. I opened the window to allow it inside.

The owl placed the letter in front of me and stared at me with its big eyes. I took the letter and opened it. It read:

"HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,

Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Mr. Potter

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress"

I flipped to the second page of the letter where it said:

"HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

UNIFORM

First-year students will require: Three sets of plain work robes (black)One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)

Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags.

COURSE BOOKS

All students should have a copy of each of the following.

The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1)

by Miranda Goshawk

A History of Magic

by Bathilda Bagshot

Magical Theory

by Adalbert Waffling

A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration

by Emeric Switch

One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi

by Phyllida Spore

Magical Drafts and Potions

by Arsenius Jigger

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them

by Newt Scamander

The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection

By Quentin Trimble

OTHER EQUIPMENT

1 wand

1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)

1 set glass or crystal phials

1 telescope

1 set brass scales

Students may also bring, if they desire, an owl OR a cat OR a toad.

PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICK"

As far as I remember this was the same letter that I had read in the "Harry Potter" novel.

"You wait for a few minutes, okay." I tried communicating with the owl. It seemed to have understood.

I took out my fountain pen and wrote my reply,

"Respected Madame,

I am very grateful for getting the opportunity to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. And yes, I would be honoured to attend your school.

Thank you"

I folded the paper, put it inside an empty envelope and let the owl take it. It understood my intention and flew away with the envelope between its talon.

'Let's see whom do you send, Dumbledore?' I mused in my thoughts.

"What's in your mind, sir?" Micasa asked.

"Just thinking that who will take me to Diagon Alley to get my school supplies. As far as I know it may be Hagrid but I'm not sure. My existence may alter the future too much." I sighed.

"Sir, according to my calculations and the data you provided of the future, your actions up until now changed very little of the future of both magical world and mundane world. My data shows the future is 96% similar to the original one. The 4% difference is very minor." She said. I was relieved to hear that. If the future changed very much before I could finish off Voldemort and Dumbledore, my knowledge of future would be for naught.

"Thank you, Micasa." I said.

"No problem, sir." She replied.

Finally my 11th birthday arrived. I didn't celebrate my birthdays. It became a habit of mine after my mom died, in my previous life.

It was afternoon when a loud knocking sound could be heard from the door. My uncle and aunt were watching TV. Dudley was sleeping, tired from the workout he did in the morning. I came running downstairs

"I'll see, who's at the door." I said while rushing to the main door. I opened the door to notice a huge man holding a white paper box. He had long brown beard and very unfastidious hair. His attire was very shabby, torn from many places. He looked like a beggar, an intimidating one at that. It was Hagrid.

'Well, I think, timeline didn't change very much.' I was relieved.

"Happy Bir - Eh who are you? Can you call Harry." He said. He opened the white box which was slightly squashed.

"Sir, I am Harry Potter. But who are you? And how do you know my name?" I asked pretending to be ignorant of his identity. I wasn't supposed to know him, right?

He bend down to take a closer at my face.

"Last time I saw you, you were only a baby," said the giant awkwardly. "You look different but at least you got your mother's eyes. And also you have the scar on your forehead."

I rubbed my forehead where the 'N' shaped scar was located. I analysed it with the Mystic Library. It was a rune, a protective one. I accepted it pride. It was the mark of Lily Potter's sacrifice and intellect, how she ensured his son couldn't be touched by Voldemort. Her only fault was to trust the wrong person.

"Who's at the door, Harry?" I heard my uncle's voice.

"It's a huge man who happens to know me." I answered loudly.

"Ok." He replied. His voice quiet down. Obviously he was under spell.

"Anyway - Harry," said the giant "a very happy birthday to you. Got some cake for you here - I might have sat on it at some point, but it'll taste all right."

From an inside pocket of his black overcoat he pulled a slightly squashed box. I opened it. Inside was a large, sticky chocolate cake with Happy Birthday Harry written on it in green icing.

"Oh! I haven't introduced myself. Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts."

"Thanks, but where is this 'Hogwarts'?" I asked sounding ignorant.

"Your relatives didn't tell you!" Hagrid sounded angry.

"Tell me what?"

"About both of you and your parents being famous in our world. Your world - magical one. You are a wizard, Harry."

"Me, my parents - famous? And Magical world? Me being Wizard?" I asked in a curious tone.

"They didn't tell you anything?" Hagrid yelled. He was really angry this time.

"Who's shouting in our house?" Uncle Vernon yelled from the TV room.

"No one uncle, you don't have to worry about anything." I replied loudly.

"Hagrid, can you calm down for a minute, please? Me and my relatives don't have the best of relation but we compromised. We treat each other with indifference. Lets head up to my room, okay. There we can talk freely" I lied.

"Ok, if you say so." Hagrid hesitantly agreed.

Then I led him to my room (previously Dudley's second room). He had to struggle a little just to enter my through the door due to his huge stature. He sat on the bed.

"My relatives didn't tell me much about my parents. Why don't you tell me about them, how they died and stuffs. I always thought that my uncle was lying whenever he said they died of car crash." I suggested.

"What!" Hagrid bellowed.

"Calm down, Hagrid." I said.

"Well, okay." His expression turned sullen.

"someone's got to tell you - you can't go off to Hogwarts not knowing."

"Well, it's best you know everything that I can tell you. It's a mystery - a great one."

He sat down, stared into the my eyes for a few seconds, and then said, "It begins, I suppose, with - with a person called - but it's incredible you don't know his name, everyone in our world knows-"

"Who?"

"Well - I don't like saying the name if I can help it. No one does."

"Why not?"

"Gulping gargoyles, Harry, people are still scared. Blimey, this is difficult. See, there was this wizard who went... bad. As bad as you could go. Worse. Worse than worse. His name was..."

Hagrid gulped, but no words came out.

"Could you write it down?" Harry suggested.

"Nah - can't spell it. All right - Voldemort." Hagrid shuddered. "Don't make me say it again. Anyway, this - this wizard, about twenty years ago now, started lookin' for followers. Got them, too - some were afraid, some just wanted a bit of his power, because he was getting himself power, all right. Dark days, Harry. Didn't know who to trust, didn't dare get friendly with strange wizards or witches... terrible things happened. He was taking over. Of Course, some stood up to him - and he killed them. Horribly. One of the only safe places left was Hogwarts. Reckon Dumbledore's the only one You-Know-Who was afraid of. Didn't dare try taking over the school, not just then, anyway.

"Now, your mum and dad were as good a witch and wizard as I ever knew. Head boy and girl at Hogwarts in their day! Suppose the mystery is why You-Know-Who never tried to get them on his side before... probably knew they were too close to Dumbledore to want anything to do with the Dark Side.

"Maybe he thought he could persuade them... maybe he just wanted them out of the way. All anyone knows is, he turned up in the village where you was all living, on Halloween ten years ago. You was just a year old. He came to your house and - and-"

Hagrid suddenly pulled out a very dirty, spotted handkerchief and blew his nose with a sound like a foghorn.

"Sorry," he said. "But it's that sad - knew your mum and dad, and nicer people you couldn't find - anyway...

"You-Know-Who killed them. And then - and this is the real mystery of the thing - he tried to kill you, too. Wanted to make a clean job of it, I suppose, or maybe he just liked killing by then. But he couldn't do it. Never wondered how you got that mark on your forehead? That was no ordinary cut. That's what yeh get when a powerful, evil curse touches you - took care of your mum and dad and your house, even - but it didn't work on you, and that's why your famous, Harry. No one ever lived after he decided to kill them, no one except you, and he'd killed some of the best witches and wizards of the age - the McKinnons, the Bones, the Prewetts - and you were only a baby, and you lived."

"But what happened to Vol-, sorry - I mean, You-Know-Who?" I asked. I wanted to know, how much did Dumbledore tell him.

"Good question, Harry. Disappeared. Vanished. Same night he tried to kill you. Makes you even more famous. That's the biggest mystery. Some says he's too weak, biding his time make a comeback, but I don't believe them." He said with little uncertainty.

"Best be off, Harry, lots to do today, got to get up to London and buy all your stuff for school."

"Um - Hagrid?"

"Mm?" said Hagrid, who was pulling on his huge boots.

"Do magical world uses the same money non-magical use? And if that's the case then, I don't have any."

"Don't worry about that," said Hagrid, standing up and scratching his head. "Did you think that your parents didn't leave you anything?"

"But if their house was destroyed-"

"They didn't keep their gold in the house, boy! Nah, first stop for us is Gringotts. Wizards' bank."

"Wizards have banks ?"

"Just the one. Gringotts. Run by Goblins."

"Goblins ?"

"Yeah - so you would be mad to try to rob it, I'll tell you that. Never mess with goblins, Harry. Gringotts is the safest place in the world for anything you want to keep safe - except maybe Hogwarts. As a matter of fact, I got to visit Gringotts anyway. For Dumbledore. Hogwarts business." Hagrid drew himself up proudly. "He usually gets me to do important stuff for him. Fetching you - getting things from Gringotts - knows he can trust me, see."

I put on a new shirt and a black jeans, combed my hair straight.

"Got everything? Come on, then."

"Finally, the day has come." I muttered to myself.

"Good luck, sir. Be sure to find a way for me to work in magical areas." She reminded me.

"Sure."

to be continued...

A/N: So how was the chapter? Let me know in the comments.

There will be major canon divergence from Harry's first year. You don't have to worry about reading similar canon version like most fanfiction.