The Hope of the Wizarding World Chapter 1, a harry potter fanfic

It is currently 11:55 PM on August 1st, 1995. Harry Potter turned 15 yesterday and is currently lying on his bed, extremely bored. He wanted to be with his godfather and friends, wherever they are. However he is stuck at his relative's house, Number 4 Privet Drive with no knowledge of what's happening in the Wizarding World. Harry has been desperately looking for any indication of any major events in the Wizarding world, especially after he witnessed Voldemort's rebirth last year. As far as he could tell, anything happening there has been contained.

Suddenly, a flash of light appeared on his desk, causing Harry to bolt up with his wand in hand, expecting someone to appear in his room. However, he was not expecting to see a scroll of paper on his desk that was sealed with a wax imprint of a wand with sparks coming out of it. Harry cautiously approached it, scanning for any physical indication of traps, and when he found none, he picked it up and opened it.

Dear Mr. Potter,

Please grab all of your valuables, for you will be flashed to a location yet unknown to you at midnight. All will be explained there.

Thank you,

Kiera Windsor

Headmistress, Charms Mistress

Harry got enough time to grab his invisibility cloak and wand before he disappeared with a flash of light, and his world went dark.

Harry slowly awoke to loud voices that seemed upset.

"How the hell did he get this abomination in his head AND have phoenix tears and basilisk venom in his bloodstream? What goes on at Hogwarts? And why is he malnourished and so short?" A female voice was shouting.

"Calm down, Healer Young, getting upset won't do anything to help this situation. Anyway, as for the malnourishment and height, I have a feeling as to what caused it, but I really hope it's wrong. Thankfully it's nothing nutrient potions can't fix." A second female was saying.

Harry groaned, bringing both women's attention to him.

"Alright Mr. Potter, you're finally awake. You have been worrying us; you've been out for 6 hours. Are you feeling any pain? Oh, and my name is Healer Young, the resident healer." The woman he now knew to be Healer Young. She had a motherly aura around her and was still professional, kind of like Madam Pomfrey back at Hogwarts. There was a kind smile on her face, but her eyes showed her worry.

"I'm fine, just a bit sore. Where am I and why am I here?" Harry quietly asked, trailing off as the second woman steps forward. This woman radiates authority and power, and Harry knew she had to be in a position of power.

"Hello Mr. Potter, I am Kiera Windsor, the headmistress of The School of Lady Hecate. You are currently in the infirmary because when you came, our monitors detected some problems in your body. As to why you're here, well, we have heard from our contacts in your old dimension stating your potential. We are here to offer you a place at our school." The Headmistress informed him.

"I assume that if I decline, I would be back at Privet Drive with any memory of this encounter wiped," Harry states, already expecting the answer.

"Yes, that is true. We are very secretive here and do not want too many outsiders here. We also possess many rare tomes, books, and artifacts. On your record, this school is shown to be The Academy of Magical Arts located in rural Northern Canada under many wards, a prestigious school. Our true location is another dimension designed specifically for this. People who helped create this dimension were sworn to secrecy and all mention of this school has been destroyed," Headmistress Windsor says.

Harry thinks about the offer, weighing the pros and cons. After a few minutes, he comes to a decision.

"I'd like to study here. This school seems to have much more to offer me than Hogwarts."

The head looks at the healer, and the healer, seemingly knowing what she wants, says, "I'll come back in an hour for your potions." and leaves.

"So what classes are offered here, and how do I sign up?" Harry asks the head.

"Every potential new student is scanned for affinities to different branches of magic. You were scanned and you have affinities for all forms Defensive and Offensive magic, Parselmagic, fire elemental magic, transfiguation, potions, blood magic, and charms. You do have a slightly less affinity for Ancient Runes and Arithmancy, so you are welcome to take classes in those as well. As for our classes…" handing Harry a sheet of paper, the Head continues, "The longest class is for six years, and the shortest is for 2 years. You will be sharing classes with different people of different backgrounds and ages, as well as with different species. Prejudice is forbidden here."

Class List

Defensive and Offensive magic (includes Dark, Grey, and Light Magic)*

Transfiguration*

Charms*

Potions*

Blood Magic*

Ancient Runes*

Parselmagic

Arithmancy*

Care of Magical Creatures

Divination

History of Magic

Healing*

Elemental Magic (divides into separate elements)

Herbology*

Weapons Training

Mind Arts

* depends on the entrance level

Harry looks through the class list and decides, "I would like to take Defensive and Offensive Magic, Potions, Blood Magic, Parselmagic, Weapons training, Elemental Magic, Mind Arts. Is it possible to self-study Transfiguration and Charms with occasional help from the teacher?"

The headmistress nods. "You would probably be staying here for six years then, hope you don't mind. And yes, we have had people self-study and take the exams with the others at the end of the year. However, if you want to so animagus training, you will need to join an actual class until you manage to transform with no complications."

"That's fine by me. So umm, where do I live and what's around here?" Harry asks.

"This area is a large island, think the size of New Zealand. There are mountains, valleys, rivers, hot springs, and lakes. There is a small town a few miles outside of school, otherwise, it is all natural with houses scattered around. Everyone keeps it like that so we can harvest plants and ingredients. There is a train to the town that comes every weekend. Many people who stay here are scholars and shopkeep in their spare time. Others are farmers that grow food for everyone on the island who don't. As for money, we use specialized coins and students get an allowance for every two weeks. To earn more money, you can participate in tournaments that take place once a month. The school has a section for living quarters. I will take you to your room as soon as you get your regenerating potions. Also, another thing I forgot, six years here is one year in the other dimension. You will age six years, so you will go back as a 21-year-old."

When Harry got his potions in a bag, he and the headmistress went to the student quarters. Harry could not help but look around in wonder. The entrance for student quarters is just an ordinary gate with hedges surrounding ten separate buildings that are built in a hexagonal shape. Each building entrance is a glass door with glass as the wall surrounding it. Harry couldn't help but notice that the building style of the school is very similar to muggle modern style, and when he pointed it out, the headmistress told him that the magical community here is very muggle integrated even though there are no muggles here. Muggle lights and appliances work, but computers simply do not work. For communication, they use mirrors, communicating paper, and patronuses. The pair stopped in front of a building; it was the farthest from the entrance but there was a wonderful view.

Instead of a password guardian, there is a keypad. Harry learned that each entrance to a building and a living area had a keypad but many students also added wards to their entrance. The bottom floor is a a hangout area with snack and drink stations lining the walls. There is a small courtyard in the middle a spiral staircase in the very middle going up 5 floors. He was taken to a room on the highest floor, the 5th floor. Each floor has a common study area with many bookshelves, sofas, couches, tables, and six dorms at each vertex of the hexagon. Harry's room is on the far left corner facing away from the school.

"This is your room for the next six years, there are basic necessities in there and you can buy more from the town. Do keep it clean since we will have dorm checks every three months. It is also for other's safety because we do not want dangerous items inside dorm rooms. There is a ward over each student's room to let us know if you are in need of help. If you have any questions, don't hesitate to come to my office or ask some of the others in your building. Everyone is willing to help. Also, there won't be any 'Boy-Who-Lived' fanatics since I heard you dislike your fame. Classes start in a month, you have a bit to meet new people and explore a bit. Your schedule will appear in your room in two weeks." Headmistress Windsor told Harry, the last part with a bit of amusement. She turned and left.

After setting a passcode, Harry opens the door and stops in shock. The largest wall on his right is entirely glass and there is a balcony on the wall to his left (think that each room has five main walls and one that divides the room into two sections: kitchen + living room and bedroom + personal study area). The kitchen appliances are next to the glass wall with an island in the middle; there are also couches and bookshelves opposite the kitchen. There is a large bed next to the balcony with a desk in front of it and two bookshelves on either side of the desk. Harry was clearly lucky enough to get an apartment facing away from the school; the view was truly beautiful from both rooms. As he explores, Harry discovers that the closet is in a pocket dimension locked by a password he can set. Looking inside it, he makes a mental note to get more clothes, accessories, books, and food. As Harry continues to look around, he can't help but think that this is going to be the best six years of his life.