TJ.........
WIZARD
WIZARD is novel broken up into many series. It features a small boy and his many adventures into adulthood. A TJ Inc. Production.
The Journey to Hogwarts
It was dark. The streets were getting cold. TJ wondered if his Haren would ever come for him. A Haren was a fellow wizard who came for you when you were thirteen, and took you to the closest wizarding school. He would be fourteen in a week. Did he even have a Haren?
He hurried home before the weirdoes came out and harassed him. He had lived in a city before, but this one was much worse. He had moved here about two years earlier. Fritzville was his original hometown. Now he was scared to go out after dark. This city, Jumonsburgh, was a disgusting and dirty city.
No matter where you were, it seemed like it was nightime.
Gutenswagen's headmaster, Rayden, was also a god. God of Thunder, in fact. Gutenswagen was very lucky to have a headmaster/god.
As TJ nears home he realizes that it's too late. The weirdoes were already out. He ran as fast as possible, Trying to think of a quick little spell that would stun them so he could get home.
"Stupefy!!" TJ yells at the two weirdoes chasing him. They stop dead in their tracks and fall to the ground. TJ had actually gotten it right! And he didn't even have his wand yet! He hurries into his house breathing hard.
"Goodness, dear. What's wrong?" his mother asks after hurrying into the kitchen. "Weirdoes... almost... got Me." he chokes out. "Well, I heard you hex them, but I was sure you wouldn't make it! I rushed out here as fast as I could only to find that you had succeeded!" she says proudly. "Yes... rest... needed." he stutters.
His mother leads him into his bedroom. She instructs him to use his VR helmet to rest.
His VR helmet!? She must have gotten it for him while he was gone! VR helmets were the latest things in Video Game technology. You put the helmet on, and it simulates everything around with awesome graphics. His mother must not know that it would take hours for him to set it up and everything. He laid down on his bed, wondering if it would be as good as it had looked on HV. HV stood for Holovision. It was also a new thing. It was somewhat like TV only the image was either all around you, or just in front of you.
He would have to read the stupid manual on how to hook it up to the HV after he woke up. After that thought, he dozed off to sleep....
He woke up with a start. His sister was home and she was blaring her TV so loud in her room that the whole neighborhood could probably hear it!
"SARAH!!" he screamed at her. His parents must not be home, or he would've been woken up by them screaming at her. Then he remembered she had gotten back from her trip. She had gone to Crispin's School of Mystical Animology to study serpents. She had been gone for thirties days. He remembers that she had promised to get them all stuff.
He gets up and hurries to his big sisters room. He knocks loudly enough for her to hear over that annoying TV of hers. She turns it down and opens the door. "Yeah?" she asks.
"I.. Err... I... wanted to see how you were doing," he says, hoping she'll think he's sweet and give him his presents. "Awwwwwwww... your so sweet. I know you just want your presents, though." she says sarcastically. "Well, can I have 'em please?" "I guess so, but don't expect much. That trip landed me broke." "Oh, no. Never. Of course not." he jumbles as he furiously tears open the square shaped boxes, wrapped in blazing red paper. "What I mean is, don't expect no video game or something." "Nope. Definitely not. Not from me." he continues.
Books!? He stares at them. Harry Potter 1, 2, 3, and 4. Also there was The Lives of Christopher Chant. "I told you." Sarah says. "I like them!" he says, and her face immediately brightens. "You do? You really do?" she asks, excitedly. "Yes! Harry Potter was famous. Mr. Chant is a headmaster at Druzeldoves. Harry is the headmaster of Hogwarts and he killed Voldemort." TJ lies.
TJ leaves his sister room with a fake hug and starts setting up his VR to the HV. It took at least an hour. Darn! TJ thinks, it has to be in the living room. It was all hooked up. He was ready to play. He picks up the headset and...........
KABOOM!! A large man had exploded through his wall, crushing his TV and his Quidditch figures, including the old Viktor Krum, Harry Potter and VERY OLD Cornelius Fudge.
"'Ello, TJ!" the giant says. "Er... hiya," he answers back, putting down the headset carefully, "Who are you?"
"Wha? Ya' don' recognize me, TJ?" "Um... not really," "It's me, Hagrid!!"
"Hagrid?!?! But you're from Hogwarts, I'm supposed to be going to Gutenswagen!" TJ cries, staring at the old half-giant. Hagrid's long white hair and beard were longer than they were in the Harry Potter books.
"Aww... come now, ya' don' wan' ter be stuck in some old shack like that, do ya'?" "Well, no." "Then come with me, yer mum knows already," Hagrid says, pointing to the broom he had just flown through TJ's window on.
TJ, excitedly hops onto the broom, for his first ride ever. "Alrigh' then, let's go!" Hagrid yells, and hopping onto the broomstick himself, flies right through another window, shattering it, too.
"Wow, this is marvelous!" TJ says happily, holding on for dear life. "Sorry I was late, been busy lately, ya' know?"
"Doing what?"
"Trying ter catch mehself a new dragon. Been wanten one since I wers just a li'l lad like you."
They ride for a long time in silence. Hey, TJ thinks, this is nice. He looks downward and sees vast wizard cities, hidden from the muggle eye.
As TJ rode the broomstick behind Hagrid, he noticed that it was getting a little bumpy.
"Don' worry 'bout that," said Hagrid, "this country air always wears down this old broom,"
Then, suddenly, the broom jolted downward, and TJ felt a scream erupt from inside of him. He couldn't even hear what Hagrid was saying until he clamped his hand of TJ's mouth.
"JEE WIZ, TJ! I didn't think you'd get that scared, haven't you ever rode a broom before?"
"No, my mom said I was to young."
"HOHOHO! Ho ho! I've seen 3-year olds, ride broomsticks!" he laughed.
TJ and Hagrid were still flying through the air on the broomstick when a cloud of blue gas surrounded them.
"Whoa!! What is this stuff?" TJ asked.
"Don' worry, 'tis just the entry to 'Ogwarts. It means we're entering. After a little while it'll disappear."
"Smells odd,"
"Alrigh', get ready for a rough landing!" Hagrid cried as he suddenly jolted downward.
"AAAA-" TJ cut his scream off.
BAM!! They crashed right through the old Whomping Willow tree. "Run, TJ, run!" Hagrid crashed, wildly thrashing about while TJ also tried escape the tree's powerful whomps.
"Why hello there Hagrid, is this TJ?" Harry Potter, the headmaster of Hogwarts, had apparated near them outside of the tree's read, "Oh, come now Hagrid! Stop showing off!" he was right; Hagrid was pummeling the tree with all of his energy.
TJ managed to wriggle himself free only to stare at Harry with awe. "H- Harry Potter?" he asked.
"Yes, yes. Ok, then, off to the Great Hall for the sorting." Harry responded and led them into a huge room with about 200 or more nervous looking first years. TJ joined them.
WIZARD is novel broken up into many series. It features a small boy and his many adventures into adulthood. A TJ Inc. Production.
The Journey to Hogwarts
It was dark. The streets were getting cold. TJ wondered if his Haren would ever come for him. A Haren was a fellow wizard who came for you when you were thirteen, and took you to the closest wizarding school. He would be fourteen in a week. Did he even have a Haren?
He hurried home before the weirdoes came out and harassed him. He had lived in a city before, but this one was much worse. He had moved here about two years earlier. Fritzville was his original hometown. Now he was scared to go out after dark. This city, Jumonsburgh, was a disgusting and dirty city.
No matter where you were, it seemed like it was nightime.
Gutenswagen's headmaster, Rayden, was also a god. God of Thunder, in fact. Gutenswagen was very lucky to have a headmaster/god.
As TJ nears home he realizes that it's too late. The weirdoes were already out. He ran as fast as possible, Trying to think of a quick little spell that would stun them so he could get home.
"Stupefy!!" TJ yells at the two weirdoes chasing him. They stop dead in their tracks and fall to the ground. TJ had actually gotten it right! And he didn't even have his wand yet! He hurries into his house breathing hard.
"Goodness, dear. What's wrong?" his mother asks after hurrying into the kitchen. "Weirdoes... almost... got Me." he chokes out. "Well, I heard you hex them, but I was sure you wouldn't make it! I rushed out here as fast as I could only to find that you had succeeded!" she says proudly. "Yes... rest... needed." he stutters.
His mother leads him into his bedroom. She instructs him to use his VR helmet to rest.
His VR helmet!? She must have gotten it for him while he was gone! VR helmets were the latest things in Video Game technology. You put the helmet on, and it simulates everything around with awesome graphics. His mother must not know that it would take hours for him to set it up and everything. He laid down on his bed, wondering if it would be as good as it had looked on HV. HV stood for Holovision. It was also a new thing. It was somewhat like TV only the image was either all around you, or just in front of you.
He would have to read the stupid manual on how to hook it up to the HV after he woke up. After that thought, he dozed off to sleep....
He woke up with a start. His sister was home and she was blaring her TV so loud in her room that the whole neighborhood could probably hear it!
"SARAH!!" he screamed at her. His parents must not be home, or he would've been woken up by them screaming at her. Then he remembered she had gotten back from her trip. She had gone to Crispin's School of Mystical Animology to study serpents. She had been gone for thirties days. He remembers that she had promised to get them all stuff.
He gets up and hurries to his big sisters room. He knocks loudly enough for her to hear over that annoying TV of hers. She turns it down and opens the door. "Yeah?" she asks.
"I.. Err... I... wanted to see how you were doing," he says, hoping she'll think he's sweet and give him his presents. "Awwwwwwww... your so sweet. I know you just want your presents, though." she says sarcastically. "Well, can I have 'em please?" "I guess so, but don't expect much. That trip landed me broke." "Oh, no. Never. Of course not." he jumbles as he furiously tears open the square shaped boxes, wrapped in blazing red paper. "What I mean is, don't expect no video game or something." "Nope. Definitely not. Not from me." he continues.
Books!? He stares at them. Harry Potter 1, 2, 3, and 4. Also there was The Lives of Christopher Chant. "I told you." Sarah says. "I like them!" he says, and her face immediately brightens. "You do? You really do?" she asks, excitedly. "Yes! Harry Potter was famous. Mr. Chant is a headmaster at Druzeldoves. Harry is the headmaster of Hogwarts and he killed Voldemort." TJ lies.
TJ leaves his sister room with a fake hug and starts setting up his VR to the HV. It took at least an hour. Darn! TJ thinks, it has to be in the living room. It was all hooked up. He was ready to play. He picks up the headset and...........
KABOOM!! A large man had exploded through his wall, crushing his TV and his Quidditch figures, including the old Viktor Krum, Harry Potter and VERY OLD Cornelius Fudge.
"'Ello, TJ!" the giant says. "Er... hiya," he answers back, putting down the headset carefully, "Who are you?"
"Wha? Ya' don' recognize me, TJ?" "Um... not really," "It's me, Hagrid!!"
"Hagrid?!?! But you're from Hogwarts, I'm supposed to be going to Gutenswagen!" TJ cries, staring at the old half-giant. Hagrid's long white hair and beard were longer than they were in the Harry Potter books.
"Aww... come now, ya' don' wan' ter be stuck in some old shack like that, do ya'?" "Well, no." "Then come with me, yer mum knows already," Hagrid says, pointing to the broom he had just flown through TJ's window on.
TJ, excitedly hops onto the broom, for his first ride ever. "Alrigh' then, let's go!" Hagrid yells, and hopping onto the broomstick himself, flies right through another window, shattering it, too.
"Wow, this is marvelous!" TJ says happily, holding on for dear life. "Sorry I was late, been busy lately, ya' know?"
"Doing what?"
"Trying ter catch mehself a new dragon. Been wanten one since I wers just a li'l lad like you."
They ride for a long time in silence. Hey, TJ thinks, this is nice. He looks downward and sees vast wizard cities, hidden from the muggle eye.
As TJ rode the broomstick behind Hagrid, he noticed that it was getting a little bumpy.
"Don' worry 'bout that," said Hagrid, "this country air always wears down this old broom,"
Then, suddenly, the broom jolted downward, and TJ felt a scream erupt from inside of him. He couldn't even hear what Hagrid was saying until he clamped his hand of TJ's mouth.
"JEE WIZ, TJ! I didn't think you'd get that scared, haven't you ever rode a broom before?"
"No, my mom said I was to young."
"HOHOHO! Ho ho! I've seen 3-year olds, ride broomsticks!" he laughed.
TJ and Hagrid were still flying through the air on the broomstick when a cloud of blue gas surrounded them.
"Whoa!! What is this stuff?" TJ asked.
"Don' worry, 'tis just the entry to 'Ogwarts. It means we're entering. After a little while it'll disappear."
"Smells odd,"
"Alrigh', get ready for a rough landing!" Hagrid cried as he suddenly jolted downward.
"AAAA-" TJ cut his scream off.
BAM!! They crashed right through the old Whomping Willow tree. "Run, TJ, run!" Hagrid crashed, wildly thrashing about while TJ also tried escape the tree's powerful whomps.
"Why hello there Hagrid, is this TJ?" Harry Potter, the headmaster of Hogwarts, had apparated near them outside of the tree's read, "Oh, come now Hagrid! Stop showing off!" he was right; Hagrid was pummeling the tree with all of his energy.
TJ managed to wriggle himself free only to stare at Harry with awe. "H- Harry Potter?" he asked.
"Yes, yes. Ok, then, off to the Great Hall for the sorting." Harry responded and led them into a huge room with about 200 or more nervous looking first years. TJ joined them.