8 Years Old
"Vernon this can't keep happening, he's teleported back from three different orphanages TELEPORTED!" yelled Petunia
"Why is this happening‽‽‽ You didn't tell me your sister was like this!" spat Vernon
"She wasn't Lily turned her teacher's wig blue, she shrunk one of my old sweaters that my mom was trying to force her to wear. I found her on the roof one day when our cousin, Sakura and her gaggle of girls were chasing her; which she later told me was called Apparition. Lily managed to grow her hair back when it all fell out due to a shampoo allergy; we later found out this was called allergic contact dermatitis (ACD). She also magically removed the glass on a boa constrictor exhibit at a zoo after she felt bad because the damn zookeepers decided feed a poor bunny to it. Two years after Lily started Hogwarts she lost control of her magic when our Aunt insulted our late parents; her anger caused our Aunt to magically inflate like a balloon." Petunia directed a tirade at Vernon after the accusation
"That's 7 incidences of magic you didn't tell me about!"
"NO! Vernon that's 5 you fucking moron"
"Oh" cough cough "HEY! Don't call me that"
"Vernon, those were the only instances of magic in I've ever heard about or seen from Lily. That's almost 10 years that I remember and even that was an uncommon amount apparently" sighed Petunia
"Well, why does the freak do it so often. There is god damn magic done once or even twice a day"
"My sister's professor explained that the more manifestations of magic you have as a child, the more powerful you are" explained Petunia
"WHAT THE FUCK, that means the freak is…" Vernon started counting his fingers and mumbled under his breath "1000 divided by 6 is" Vernon's eyes went wide "6000! TIMES!"
Petunia brought her hand into a face palm and spoke with a frustrated tone "That's 166 and some change Vernon, Also I said 5 instances of magic" shaking her head she continued "and we've had Harry since Halloween of 1981 it's currently December 24th of 1988, that means it has been 2612 days since we've had Harry. Let us state that he's on average used magic 1.5 times per day. 2612x1.5 is 3918. 3918÷5 is 783.6 so currently he would by 783.6 more powerful than a 13 year old Lily, but I heard accidental magic teeters off around age 11, when they start magic school. So going by your logic if an 11 year old Harry average 1.5 magic accidents a day he would be 1347.375 [5389.5÷4] times more powerful than an 11 year old Lily and current Harry would be 1959 [3918÷2] times more powerful than an 8 year old Lily."
"Okay Pet, I know how I was originally attracted to you because of how smart you are, but you don't need to show off all the time"
"And I shouldn't have let you sweet talk yourself under my skirt, Dudley clearly takes after you. His brain is 90% muscle and only 10% neurons, dendrites, and axons"
"HEY! At least takes of roguish good looks" Vernon spoke with a smile that looked cringeworthy on a face with likely 50 pounds of fat on it.
Petunia coughed into her fist "Clearly, anyways Harry isn't actually that powerful, most magical children only have 1-2 instances of accidentally magic in their entire life. The reason isn't because of how young the body is, apparently it's memories"
Flashback
July 3rd, 1973
Petunia POV
"So you're telling me that Lily here had another bout of accidentally magic? Extraordinary" asked Dumbledore with an intriguing expression
"Yes, she inflated her aunt like balloon. She didn't get hurt or anything but she swelled up faster than my penis in a strip club" spoke Petunia's dad with a chuckle
"Ohoho, I'll take care of that for you ~OBLIVIATE~" I watched horrified as the old man took out his wand shouted a word that was similar to oblivisci from Latin and means forget. His wand suddenly gain white light at the end until it vanished. And my aunt the bitch gained a glazed look in her eyes
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER" I shouted with adolescent rage
'He's chuckling, he's fucking chuckling' I thought to myself in a moment of clarity
"Worry not my dear, I could tell she was planning on running to the church to try and have them exorcise your sister as soon as she left" he spoke in a jovial tone
My mind started racing 'Mind-reading‽ Omniscience‽ Clairvoyance‽ Premonition‽ Insight‽ Time-Travel'
"Ho-Ho right you are my girl, your first thought was correct. Thought it could have been your last one as well, alas, I did not use my time turner today."
'Oh no he can read my mind!'
"Worry not little Flamel, only the most powerful of us can use legilimency without a spell and a properly trained mind can resist well enough, provided they had magic. You also need eye contact if you want to utilize passive legilimency."
'The instant I heard the words 'eye contact' my head rocketed with a downward momentum that would decimate Hiroshima all over again'
"With a mind like that tis' a shame you are a muggle"
'He says that like without magic, I won't be able to make something of myself!' I thought with a righteous fury
My dad has a constipated look on his face "So you said the extra magic was extra-ordinary" he finished with that stupid dad joke look of his going
"Yes, Yes, because the more experiences or memories you have, the easier it is to cast magic. Some up and coming Dark Wizard of the 14th century decided to fill infants with the extracted memories of 100 different good Witches & Wizards. He discovered that the implanted memories have no effect because they aren't attached to the soul. And only memories you experience yourself have an effect on magic. That's why we start Hogwarts at 11 at that point if you don't get your magic under control you will have increasing amounts of accidental magic until at which point, at 50 years old, you'll be misfiring magic once or twice a day. That's why it's incredible because she must've built up so much excess magic that it was forced to be released."
I spoke with my head still facing the ground "So, once everyone reaches 50 years old they all have the same level of magic?"
"Haha! A funny notion. Ability to cast magic is generally determined by the following equation (Age÷25)(Talent)(Knowledge÷2)(Focusx2)(Environment÷4), The age modifier is a max of 2 times, the focus is usually a wand, and the environment modifier can't be less than 0.5"
"So a wand is 4 times as important as knowledge?"
"Ho-ho I would not consider such a statement false" he said
He was twirling a wand 15 inches long which kind of looked like a string of a anal beads with a stick holding them together I thought with a blush
Flashback End
"So he has more memories than normal people?" asked Vernon
"You're not getting it, Vernon, the only way Harry could have this many memories is if he reincarnated, transmigrated, someone else could have taken over his body, traveled back in time, though if he traveled back in time he should have control over his magic if he was capable enough to travel back." Petunia finished with a rant
"BOY! GET IN HERE!"
"Coming!" Harry shouted from his bedroom upstairs
"Vernon!" Petunia spoke with a harsh whisper "What if he wants to kill us"
"Now, Now, Pet. I have my trusty Remington. I doubt magic can stop ole' Remmy"
"Hi Auntie! Hi Uncle! What did you need me for?" said Harry
"BOY!" shouted Vernon, and Harry's eyes glowed slightly
Petunia quickly cut in "Harry how old are you really?"
The lights started flickering "What's that supposed to mean?" Harry was looking slightly panicked
"There is nothing to be afraid about Harry, we just want to help you. And protect you from what is to come." Petunia quickly explained, "Your parents did not actually die in a car crash. They were actually brutally murdered by a dark wizard and they want to kill you too. I know this would be hard to hear at a young age, but we believe you're actually older than you say you are.
Petunia went on to explain what Dumbledore told her about accidental magic
Harry's eyes shifted from shocked, then surprised, then angry "So he patronized you for not having any magic. What a piece of shit! Let me tell you about my past as Adolf Hitler and my meteoric rise from Chancellor of Germany to her Reigning Führer and on to the most evil person in celebrated history."
As Harry spoke his previous name, Petunia and Vernon's eyes widened in shock, Petunia started babbling incoherently
"You-You-YYYYOOUUU are Hitler! I knew you were a FREAK!" Vernon
"SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP!" Harry let out a fierce roar, and both his Aunt & Uncle were immediately bound by an invisible rope and neither could talk. "You will listen to the tragic tale of Adolf Hitler and the invisible magic hand that controlled his actions"
At the word magic, both pairs of eyes morphed from fear into shock
"Up until the year 1933 when I rose to power as Chancellor of Germany all of my actions were controlled solely by me. And until then I was considered your normal politician; neither good nor evil. But that all changed when an evil wizard attacked. Only I the Chancellor of Germany knew of the ruthless wizards. But when the world needed me the most, I was controlled. A grueling ten years had passed and the allied powers were nearing victory in the War. Two years later, Germany was nearing defeat, leaving me free to my thoughts. Everyone believes that I was the reason The Jewish are dead, that is not the case a wizard named Grindelwald controlled my body and mind. But I haven't lost hope. I still believe that somehow, the mundane can triumph over the magic users. When I finally broke free, unable to live with the guilt of what I was forced to do, forced to become, I wanted to kill myself. But the wizard that controlled me showed up before I could and was killed for breaking his control." Harry finished sadly
Petunia and Vernon's binding was released midway through the story and stayed quiet until the end. Vernon shouted quite loudly "THOSE FREAKS ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR WORLD WAR 2!" I KNEW WE COULDN'T TRUST THEM"
Petunia was thinking of something, and started gaining an increasingly stronger gleam in her eyes "Harry dear, or should I call you Adolf? Better stick with Harry can't go around calling you Adolf in public. How would like to take revenge on the Magicals and make this world free filth"
"There is nothing I want more in this world."
"Well there is a way. Just before my sister passed away, she told me quite an interesting tidbit of information. She was bragging that you would be the one to kill the rising dark lord. Never did like that bitch so I told her to prove and she told me about a prophecy
'The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives... the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies...'
This means they need you Harry. And that means you can get away with almost anything you want. This is a situation you can exploit. You and I Harry we can plot their demise" Petunia spoke with a fanatical tone at the end
At first Harry's eyes widen in shock then gained the same gleam as Petunia's towards the end "Yes, Yes, That's quite a wonderful idea. I'm In.
"Perfect" Petunia said
Meanwhile Vernon was on the side watching this exchange "Me Too! Ahem I mean I am also in"
"Haha" Both Petunia and Adolf let out a hearty chuckle