Location : London, baker street
-2 pm
-Arjun's bedroom-
I sat on my bed and lazily watched the fan rotate. My room and house are completely different from my past is obvious, considering that this is no longer India. Spacious with a lot of woodwork and posters of football instead of cricket all over the room.
[Ting. Ting]
Finally, after one month of repeated attempts the AI collected enough data. The notification was then followed by an agonizing duration of 3 days of data compilation and processing.
"AI, show me the time remaining."
[Data compiling and processing: 50 seconds
10 seconds
5
4
3
2
1
Data compiling is completed.]
"Show me the info regarding magic."
[Magic: A phenomenon occurred by using a form of energy filled with intent that can easily convert to other energies like electrical and nuclear forces between matter. Intent decides the conversion.
Intent can be emotions, will, or even knowledge about the phenomenon occurring naturally in nature.
Intent is refined by practice of spells by most of the current wizarding population.
Based on intent, the conversion can be smooth enough that one unit of magical energy can give more force / change in reality.]
[current Magic: 5 units
Estimated units for pre-Hogwarts students → 3-20
Squibs → 1-2]
[Magic is generated by wizards during the body's interaction with the soul, the mind sends the intent for magic to occur. Wizards have different DNA that reacts with soul. Here each wizard's magic is unique to him.]
[Sending the intent into Magic seems to consume → 1unit.
Mobilizing the magic consumes → 1 unit.
The magic performed- X units.]
[Increase in magic units is occurring due to better adaptation of body in interacting with soul due to magic usage. → similar to body adapting to exercise.]
"AI, change Magical energy units as Magic reserves."
[Command accepted.
Magic reserves: 5 units]
Much better.
I still have mild OCD to organize everything.
Now to begin practice, normally wizarding students use focus like wands to familiarize feel of their magic and drawing /using it.
They use it from 11 years, from then the children when they have enough maturity to associate different intents to magic. Children can easily have their voluntary magic associated to single instance/ emotion making them unable to use other intents properly.
Tom riddle used pain, anger, or other negative intents that he is unable to do pure positive emotion intent magic – Patronus. Essential crippling himself.
Luckily, I am 25-year-old in maturity. Time for some magic
I have my AI to simulate the feeling of magic usage.
"AI, simulate voluntary magic 1 -Lumos."
[Compiling data from Accidental magic 3-colourful light and Accidental magics 1 to 15.
Processing and simulation voluntary magic 1 → Lumos
Estimated duration = 1 hr. 40 minutes
Processing-10 minutes
Simulation- 30 minutes
Optimization- 1 Hour]
Sighing with a mixture of frustration and amusement, I scolded myself internally for getting too caught up in my excitement, forgetting the crucial time needed for data processing. Damn my hormonal child body, I thought, which seemed to amplify my emotions and impulses.
As the aroma of my mother's cooking wafted upstairs, I was jolted back to reality by her call to dinner. "Arjun, come for dinner. I made Chicken Noodles," she called out from downstairs.
"Coming, Ma," I responded eagerly, bounding down the stairs to join my family at the dining table.
Seated around the table, my family awaited my arrival with smiles and warmth. "Sit down, Arjun, the food is getting cold," my mother urged as I took my place.
I settled into my chair, ready to dig into the delicious meal my mother had prepared. But before I could indulge, her gentle reminder to wash my hands brought a roll of my eyes and a muttered reply about my adherence to hygiene, a habit instilled in me during my medical studies.
"Good," my mother acknowledged with a nod, her approval evident in her smile.
My mother, known to society as Padma, was a picture of grace and elegance in her red saree, her black hair framing her fair complexion. Despite the physical challenges she faced due to the Caesarean operations she underwent, she managed our household with love and efficiency, a testament to her strength and resilience.
"Hey, little doctor," he began with a grin, "you better study well because there's a house full of patients waiting here. Who knows what I'll end up with?"
My mother's disapproval was swift as she chided him gently. "Eshwar, you shouldn't talk like that," she admonished, her tone a mix of affection and concern.
But Eshwar, ever the playful one, shrugged off her warning. "Why not?" he countered. "Papa and Granny have diabetes, and you're always complaining about your joint pains."
Ratna, our grandmother, chimed in with her own words of caution, her superstitious beliefs coloring her response. "You should not say such things at dawn or dusk," she cautioned. "The Gods passing over the sky might make them come true."
I couldn't help but smile at the familiar exchange of her superstitions, a scene that echoed memories from my past life. It was moments like these that reminded me of the ties that bound us together, transcending time and space.
With a sense of determination and purpose, I assured my grandmother that I would work hard to become the best doctor in the world, promising to alleviate her worries with my future success. "No need to worry, grandma," I assured her. "I will study hard and earn enough to ensure that there will be servants to take care of the work for you and Ma."
Her response was one of unwavering belief and confidence in me. "I know you will, beta," she said with a smile. "Mark my words, you will. You are exactly like your father at this age. He used to say he would make us rich, and he succeeded."
Yes, we were indeed well-off, but not the kind of wealthy portrayed in movies. Still, the allure of wealth and success tugged at my ambitions, fueled by the belief that with my AI and magic, I could achieve anything. After all, it was cool to solve any problem by throwing money at it, or so I thought.
But my father, ever the voice of reason, burst my bubble with his words of wisdom. "Money is not the important thing, son," he reminded me. "Our lives should have some meaning, whether as an inspiration or a benefit to society. You should aspire to be one in a million."
My father, known to society as Venkat, was a formidable presence in our home. At 43 years old, he was an industrialist with a commanding presence that demanded respect. Despite his pot belly, there was an aura of authority about him, and his serious face in moments of anger could make even the most seasoned employees tremble in fear.
Once, he had been thin with fair skin, but a tragic industrial accident had left him with severe burns. The subsequent drug usage for treatment had changed his appearance, giving him the deep brown skin he now possessed. It was a testament to his strength and resilience that he had overcome such adversity to become the successful man he was today.
One thing that defined my father was his vehement hatred for alcohol. This stemmed from his own childhood experiences, where he had witnessed the destructive power of addiction firsthand. His father, my grandfather, had been an alcoholic and abusive man who had died when my father was just twelve years old. To make matters worse, my grandfather had been an avid gambler who had squandered away the family's house and savings before his death.
Despite these hardships, my father had emerged as a self-made man, rising from rags to riches through his own efforts and determination. He had a habit of going on lengthy lectures about ethics, morals, and duty, instilling in us the values that he held dear.
"By being a doctor," he would often say, "you can fulfil your duty as a member of society. Trust me, free service is the way to go. I'm not telling you to do it every day, but even once a week, offering small help to those who cannot afford medicine or consultation fees can make a world of difference. In fact, God will reward you for your good deeds.
And who knows, if you do enough good, you may even find yourself in politics one day. Not for selfish reasons, but for the betterment of society. Remember, people pray for two people wholeheartedly to save lives: God and the doctor. Being a doctor is a divine service to the people. Remember that."
I had mastered the art of replying to my father on my first go at childhood, responding with a simple "Yes, Daddy."
But I must say his words had always left a lasting impression on me. As for the herculean task of following them I live it to fate.
-Chapter End-
[ Hypothesis 2: Harry's placement in Dursley household.
Harry due to the oppressive environment, his incident of accidental magic is more to cope with it. Due to the frequent associations of magic with safety, his intent is refined in emotional usage and will usage.
Side notes to investigate - Horcrux side effects as a stimulant for his magical growth.
Repeated accidental magic allowed him explosive adaptation of body to soul interaction.
Side notes to investigate - Lily potter's protection in avoiding magical exhaustion or obscurus formation.]
Additional Hypothesis 2.5 : Though, based on the data compiled by AI - The Golden trio are geniuses. Though their talent is diverse based on intent and reserves.
Hermoine's talent is knowledge-based/will intent. The most consistent type of will-Knowledge.
Ron is emotion based plus I believe generations of magical usage help in at least above average reserves.
Harry is the hero in all aspects – emotions, will and even magic reserves.
[ Hypothesis 3: Magic exhaustion
Magic exhaustion: depleting the magical reserves to the point the body is forced to produce more magic above the natural safety limit.
It may range from exhaustion to damaging body's DNA, even soul in extreme cases.]
[Hypothesis 4 : Squibs
Squibs, even after having magic can't do any spells. The reason is after consuming 2 basic units there are no more units left. Due to the lack of capability in doing magic, even the increase in reserves is not possible. Forming a vicious cycle.
Though the units present inside them can help catalyze the potions or effects on them. It is the reason they can use potions, magic artifacts or avoid muggle repelling wards.]