-Isaac's house 1977-

I asked Creek to apparate us to my parents' house for our next stop. My heightened senses enable me to feel the house's magical barrier. The defense system accepted my presence, it also allows my companion to go with me. This magical construct is new to me, and it is a rather fascinating piece to study. Nevermind. I don't have much time here and I need to leave quickly.

'Creek, I don't think we'll be able to return here again. I need to collect our family's belongings now. Search for any tracing magic or item and get rid of it. Then put my family stuff inside a magical container you could find here'

I relayed my message to the house elf. We used similar method to communicate all this time since I haven't developed the capability to speak yet. We used mana as our conduit to relay our intent.

I told Creek to pack as many books and magical trinkets as he could. There's a chance that at least we have Hogwarts school books, even better if we have something that explained in detail about occlumency.

I think this is the only time I can gather these books. The next time I can go to magical Britain is probably when the staff came and brought me to Diagon alley to procure my school stuff. I can't just wander there alone as a child. People will notice and ask questions, or worse I could get kidnapped by dark wizards.

"Yes master Baltysar sir!" the house elf replied

I've read fanfictions in my previous life. Usually, reincarnated or transmigrated people will get some blessings or cheat or some kind of system. While I got none of that, I can consider myself lucky after thinking about it again. First, I got my memories intact which means I have a gift of foresight for the time being. Second, my time in the void had helped me. The previous spell that I used was a death curse. However, I'm sure that was not the AK (Avada Kedavra) curse.

The scene in the movie when Harry Potter goes to the zoo comes to mind. It must be similar. My intent was to inflict death and void on those dark wizards. It was raw and different from AK. I don't think I can even cast a simple spell right now let alone an AK.

I'm sure those spells do not only rely just on intent, nor can they be easily replicated just by intent and imagery. If it's so, there won't be any need to go to a magic school like Hogwarts. Furthermore, spell creation must be something simple and there's no need to put a name on the creator.

There must be precise calculations and unique spell codes on each of the spells. Wizards and Witch's mana need to flow precisely through the codes and follow its rules in order to cast the desired spell. Should be very hard if I think about it. However, it must be further simplified by the combination of wand, wand movement, incantation, and imagery so we don't have to manually go through all that steps.

Though I'm sure it is not called spell code in here. But whatever, I will find out after I read the schoolbooks later.

Now while Creek goes and does his task, I try to communicate with the house.

Objects in the Harry Potter world, living or not, can gain sentience. There is a possibility that this house has gained small sentience. Though that probability is very very low since my parents are muggle-born or first-generation wizards.

I still try regardless. I just want to inform the house that my parents won't be able to return, and I won't be able to stay here. That and also, I want to say sorry for what I'm about to do.

This time is different from when the first time I tried to talk to Creek. At that time, it was an emergency and I needed to do it quickly. I try to communicate with this house by slowly pouring mana.

The connection was established, though there is no response from the house. It hasn't gained sentience. Maybe only old buildings in a mana-rich environment like Hogwarts can gain sentience. I tell it what I want to say regardless. This is a farewell in a way.

Wait

There is something different. I noticed something unusual and immediately tried to enter my mindscape.

Moving my focus from the physical plane to my mindscape is easier for me since I've been wandering the void for a long time after my death. Inside that void, I basically no longer have a body so what I felt of my self at that time is part of me but not the physical plane.

I came to the conclusion of these different planes from the fact that there is transfiguration and animagus form. These kinds of magic should only change the physical form of an object or creature.

The inside of my mindscape still consists of that eerie void since it is what is inside my thought for the longest time.

'It is not here' I realized it doesn't come from here.

I continued to search my self and moved into another plane where I felt that unusual feeling. It is the place where I felt when I tried to communicate with the house, it is also when I tried to pour some mana.

In the middle of this plane, I found a small pool. Filled to the brim with some kind of shiny and transparent light-blue liquid. It looks like some kind of energy.

'Creek!' I realized something and called for my house elf

Pop!

"Yes master sir!?"

'Hide me from any prying magic'

"It is done master sir!" the elf snaps his fingers.

'Alright thanks, you may return to your task now'

"Creek obey sir!"

Pop!

I returned my focus back to the pool again. If my guess is correct, this should be my mana pool. Though looking at its size, it is more of a puddle rather than a pool.

This must be some kind of magical maturity. Maybe it was created when I did that stunt.

I was wondering how Hogwarts check the qualifications of their new students and how they found them. If my guess is correct, this kind of maturity will alert them.

I don't want Dumbledore or the teaching staff to notice me yet. The usual magical maturity should be between the ages of 7 and 11. This early magical maturity is surely unusual and would single me out later. I want to have some kind of defense in my mindscape before I go face to face with Hogwarts teaching staff.

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-Hogwarts 1977-

"Another dark lord you say?" an old man with a greying beard asked.

This is Albus Dumbledore. Headmaster of Hogwarts, and a war veteran.

The man is currently sitting in his office and talking to a visitor. Across his desk is a high-ranking Auror. The one who tried to trace Isaac's spell residue.

"The curse feels natural and inevitable. Other death curses feel artificial in comparison." the man explained

"Oh, how is this different?" the man's statement has garnered the headmaster's interest. Because it was common and usually there is nothing to compare, it is unusual for someone to consider a spell has an artificial feeling. Even more so for the unforgivable curses.

"I've been in close proximity to that veil in the ministry. The feeling is similar." the Auror explained. There is a certain veil in Britain's ministry of magic. An enigmatic structure that seems to be the physical manifestation of a barrier. A barrier between the living and the dead, the presence and the void.

"Really? Maybe I should check this one" the headmaster begins to worry

"That would be best" the Auror ranks aren't ready to face this new threat alone with the war against Voldemort still going on.

"Though I think there is something you're not telling me" Dumbledore inquired

"I'm not sure. My spell abruptly ended before I can make sure of it. I thought my eyes were playing on me. I saw the curse coming from inside a pregnant woman's womb. Surely someone not even born yet won't be able to cast that deadly spell"

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-An Orphanage in London, 1977-

The night nearly comes to an end. It was near dawn. There was a baby put in a basket "abandoned" in front of an orphanage. This baby currently has a scowl on his face while looking at a piece of paper.

'its h and a, its Balthasar. That one! Yes! Now it's correct, now knock on the door and keep yourself hidden and silent'

Finally, I can rest now.

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-In front of Isaac's house -

Dumbledore and the head Auror apparated in front of Isaac's house to investigate.

"Those death eaters got here before us. They are still inside let's hurry" with the Head Auror's powerful tracing spell, they noticed that several dark wizards are currently infiltrating the house. They hurried their pace to enter the house.

BOOM!

However, a fiery and very large explosion occurred and destroying the house. It killed all those dark wizards inside.

The explosion blast threw the head Auror for a bit before he managed to stop himself and created a powerful shield. A combination of Protego Maxima and Fianto Duri. The result is a solid Protego shield that can also effectively block solid matter.

While Dumbledore created armor from his mastery of transfiguration in addition to his own Protego shield.

"Interesting" the wizened headmaster was calm, unfazed by the explosion

"Now that is something! Muggle weapons eh. Jacob's a paranoid after all" the Auror guessed

"Muggles… This made me remember one of their sayings. The enemy of my enemy is a friend" mused the headmaster

"Meaning?"

"They seem to be hostile to each other. Let them fight. We'll recuperate our forces and strike when the time comes."