Harry Potter: Dion the magician who changed everything

After a few weeks of training with Alphonse, I managed to have a better wand handling, my magic was already at a more acceptable level in terms of magic handling, largely thanks to my control and meditation to improve and release some key points so that the flow of magic was much better through the pathways. 

My body now presents more bruises than before due to this forced process, even I who have previous knowledge of how to perform this process is usually quite tedious, difficult, and painful. 

Alphonse has noticed these bruises but always managed to dispel any doubts by making the excuse that it is because of the individual training I usually do with the wand. 

Alphonse on the other hand sends letters to Amelia every day telling her about our daily experiences and training. In the same way, we constantly receive letters from her telling us about the state of the house and how Prik has been in charge of keeping everything in order, not only in the garden but in the whole house. 

In the evenings I have researched more about the bestiary where you can find all kinds of creatures, their appearance, threat, abilities, food, and other characteristics that allow the beast not to feel threatened, but to allow safe contact with any of them. 

Iolita has been on the sidelines most of the time, lying down watching the training sessions I have with Alphonse.

We have not yet discovered what is the direct relationship of both gems, we have searched in different encyclopedias and scrolls something similar or related but it seems an increasingly difficult task but Alphonse does not lose hope, nothing is impossible as Alphonse says. 

I have visited Diagon Alley more often, even I have also visited the well-known Knockturn Alley, which is the more public version of the secret Bloody Cauldron Alley but without so many illegal components or materials. About the alley of the bloody cauldron, I have to say that being such a secret place the illegal magical materials are becoming more and more impressive, creature eggs, body parts of magical creatures, dangerous potions, and other artifacts for the dark arts. 

As for the rakan hunter I have been talking to him about the different creatures found in different parts of the continent, I have also learned a little about the creatures I didn't know and strengthened the knowledge of some of the ones I already knew about. 

Right now there is only one night left to enter Hogwarts, I feel a little uneasy to be in this place. It's strange to think that at this time I was already preparing to enter Beauxbatons Magical Academy, a time when I was much, much less prepared than I am now.

"Still awake my lord, are you nervous about tomorrow?"-Alphonse knocks on the door and enters cautiously.

"If I'm honest with you I'm not nervous, I'm not scared, I know it's a good place and I'll learn a lot, I'm just a little pensive about what comes next."

Alphonse walks over and sits on the edge of the bed looking out the window reflectively. 

"I understand, why do you say so?"- Alphonse without taking his eyes off the starry night. 

"of not being able to achieve everything I have planned and not being able to be happy as I am now." 

I know this is going to be one of the few talks I will have with Alphonse after he enters the academy and I want to take the opportunity to speak honestly with him about how I feel. 

"Humm what is that, don't be afraid of failure, if you have to be afraid of something be afraid that the opportunity doesn't exist and you still have it, just don't hide and live, look for the sun and you will see tomorrow."- says Alphonse while he takes my hand.

"And it just all goes wrong?" 

"Accepting that things change can be a challenge but it is the essence of life, a constant flow of changes and transformations, open yourself to what will come, experiences and opportunities can be so enriching even if they are painful"- says Alphonse.

"Have you ever felt afraid of losing yourself and losing everything?"

"Hahaha, you are very reflective today, my lord... but you know? I will confess you something once to your mother I asked her a similar question, and she answered me saying , you don't know how much reason I give her today". Alphonse as he gets out of bed and closes the blinds. 

"A hero? And what is your hero Alphonse?" 

"I could tell you that your parents after my losses, they gave me to go on for, they trusted me and helped me, I could tell you that they but I really wouldn't be sure...I would say my biggest hero is you, my lord." 

"Me?" 

"That's right, to look at you is to see how far you have come, you faced your trauma and came out the other side fighting for what you want, and that makes me so proud of you, you survived, you are a survivor and I really am proud of you, because I know how hard it is to take care of us, but you are amazing, you still have a lot to grow and to know but... I can't help but think how proud I am of the person you are now"- says Alphonse as he approaches me again and tucks me in. 

Because of his words, I could not stop the tears from coming out of my eyes, tears that instantly Alphonse dried while smiling, after that moment, Alphonse and I said goodnight and each slept in his room. 

I may not have salvation because of my past but I have to try for this past, I have to push I have to become something else, people need hope and I will create that path.

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 September 1

Right now we are at King's Cross station in London, a muggle train station that is one of the busiest in the city, It is a perfectly normal station, with large plastic numbers on each track and guards who have never heard of Hogwarts, after walking a few minutes we are positioned in between station 9 and 10 where the muggles are normally located, at first glance you can not see Platform nine and three quarters (platform 9¾). 

Alphonse, as he already knows how the entrance is, takes the cart where he carried all the school supplies and suitcases to position himself between the columns of stations 9 and 10. 

"In order for someone to enter platform nine and three-quarters, you must walk directly into the seemingly solid metal ticket box that divides platforms nine and ten."- Alphonse explains.

There is a guard standing just outside the entrance, to regulate the entrances and exits from the platform. Particularly every September 1, as the clock overload approaches eleven o'clock and InterCity 125 pulls into platform nine, a strange Muggle crowd occasionally turns its head. A crowd of wizarding children, carrying huge trunks and caged owls, make their way toward the solid metal barrier between platforms 9 and 10.

A few moments before entering through the two stations a rather striking and outrageous family passes in front of us.

"Excuse me, can we come in earlier, you know, being more children this is crazy?" asks the stout lady with her two twin sons with reddish hair and two other smaller ones, I would say one of them about the same age as me, a boy with a somewhat familiar kinship...

"No problem, go ahead," says Alphonse calmly and politely. 

"Wait for me here children," the stout woman pointed to her other two sons.

"I want to go too," says the younger reddish-haired boy.

"Son, you still have one more patient year, in the meantime...Fred and George come in quickly, there are people waiting for you, Percy is already on the other side."- shouts the lady to her two oldest sons.

 That's the Weasley brothers, that means... that boy there is Ron, that's the great Weasley family, I didn't think I'd see them here so soon, and even more so Fred who was someone I didn't get to know except in stories.

After the Weasley family crosses the metal barrier, the large home of the famous Hogwarts Express comes into view. A glance back at the barrier reveals that it is, instead, a wrought iron arch with the words "Platform 9¾", and above the smoke of a line of steam rising from the express, a sign announces that the Hogwarts Express departs at eleven o'clock.

This is quite different from how they do it at Beauxbatons Magical Academy where all students and staff are transported through the use of Beauxbatons carriages. The carriages are light blue in color, pulled by a dozen winged horses. 

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