Harry Potter: Magic and Guns

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As the light of the dream faded, a sun that had unknowingly risen illuminated the sky. Harry opened his eyes and slowly sat up in bed.

The scenes from before were still vivid in his mind. He knew they were real, not some bizarre, illusory dream. The steady beating of his magical heart sent magic coursing rapidly through his body, and beneath this magical core, the small blue point that rose and fell with each breath continuously drew an endless stream of magic into him.

Though his total magical reserves hadn't increased much, the speed at which he replenished them had soared dramatically. Each breath brought a trickle of magic into his body, flowing like a stream into the raging torrents of power within.

But Harry knew this wasn't the full extent of the gift.

After Lily had acknowledged him as her child, the barrier between him and the original Harry had vanished completely.

Harry had truly inherited everything that came with this name and body. After destroying the twisted, evil fragment of Voldemort's soul, the magic of protection—born from love—fully integrated into his body. It was then that he finally understood the true power his mother, Lily Evans, had possessed.

Standing before the mirror, Harry gazed at his reflection. The eyes he had inherited from his mother, Lily, now seemed clearer and brighter than ever before. A faint silver glow surrounded his body, barely visible. It was the same protective magic that had rebounded the Killing Curse—a magic unique to Lily, born of love.

Unlike any spell, different from all other witches and wizards, this brilliant witch from a Muggle family was an Awakened One among mortals. From birth, magic had accompanied her, yet this magic never manifested in the form of uncontrolled bursts.

Reflecting on the past, Harry suddenly realized that he was different from other young wizards. Before turning eleven, he had never experienced a single outburst of magic. He had once thought this was due to his identity as a "traveler," but now, he could be certain: it wasn't because he had crossed worlds. In inheriting Lily's bloodline, he had also gained a portion of her innate power.

This power would grow weaker with each generation, and only Lily, as the first in her line, possessed the full extent of this extraordinary gift.

The magic within wizards is inherently weaker compared to other magical creatures. If magical energy could be measured by concentration, then the magic within a wizard's body would rank as a 1. Beings like Hagrid, a powerful half-breed, might range from 1 to 2. Magical beings such as goblins and house-elves would rank as a 3, while mighty magical creatures, like Frost Tyrants or Mountain Dragons, could exceed a level of 5. The unicorn, revered as a magical prodigy, could even surpass the level of 10.

The higher the concentration of magic within the body, the greater the strength of the magic that could be wielded. This increase in strength didn't necessarily translate to pure power. It could enhance a spell's penetration, extend its effective range, or prolong its duration. It would imbue magic with certain unique qualities.

The reason house-elves could bypass anti-Apparition wards was rooted in the fact that their magic was of a higher level than a wizard's. The barriers wizards created could trap themselves, but they couldn't hold back a creature with superior magic.

As an Awakened One among mortals, a true-born wizard, Lily Evans' magical level far surpassed that of any other non-Awakened wizard. The Killing Curse, infamous for being unblockable, had encountered a shield made of higher-level magic, a shield it could not penetrate. The curse had rebounded, destroying Voldemort's body and leaving him as a feeble, disembodied soul.

If not for the Horcruxes tethering him to life, Voldemort wouldn't have survived. Even if he had managed to become a ghost, there would have been no way for him to craft a new body and return to life.

In ancient times, wizards like Lily, born Awakened, were extremely rare. Their numbers, even worldwide, wouldn't have reached three figures. Although no one knows exactly how they managed to grant ordinary people the potential to become wizards, even that success came with a cost. This new generation of wizards inevitably suffered from some kind of degradation.

Among magical creatures that are born with inherent magical abilities, squibs have never existed. Only in the world of human wizards do we see phenomena like squibs, magical surges, or even Obscurials. When a wizard's magic drops below a critical threshold, they might still possess magic, but it's too diluted to allow them to perform spells—thus, the existence of squibs is explained.

Before the age of eleven, magical outbursts were inevitable. These outbursts acted as a test, and those who couldn't withstand them lost their potential to become wizards. However, since the magical energy within wizards was already at the lowest tier, this backlash would cause the unlucky few to permanently lose control of their magic. Albus Dumbledore's sister was one such tragic case. Bullied by Muggle children, she couldn't endure her magical outburst and lost her chance to become a witch. Her inability to control her magic likely played a part in her untimely death.

Compared to squibs and magical outbursts, Obscurials were perhaps the most astonishing phenomenon. Children born with magical talent, who were forced to suppress their magic due to external circumstances, would eventually see their magic warp into a dark force known as an Obscurus.

This is a strange occurrence because magic is an inherent part of a magical creature's being. Even if repressed, it should not deteriorate into something that harms the creature itself. Magic is like a part of their body. It's as absurd as saying that if you don't use your left hand, it will eventually become cancerous, spread, and kill you.

Yet, this absurdity is a reality for human wizards. It suggests that there might be a fundamental flaw in the way new generations of wizards acquire magic.

True wizards, Awakened ones, do not have this problem. Like other magical beings, they are born with magic that remains loyal to them throughout their lives, never turning against them.

With the rise of new generations of wizards, the number of Awakened ones decreased. Perhaps the mass production of wizards led to this decline. Interestingly, Awakened ones never appear among so-called pure-blood or half-blood wizards. The likelihood of their emergence among Muggles has also sharply diminished. The degradation of magic led to an explosion of human wizards, but it also tainted what should have been pure bloodlines.

The disappearance of Awakened wizards drastically lowered the ceiling for human magical potential. While advancing magic through archaeology may sound absurd, it's undeniable that the feats accomplished by ancient wizards far surpass anything modern wizards can achieve. Countless mysteries remain unsolved in the magical world, most of which are remnants of the Awakened wizards of the past.

The magic wielded by those ancient Awakened wizards was likely far less refined than today's methods, but their sheer power allowed them to create miracles.

If Voldemort had not targeted the young and inexperienced Lily, but instead had faced her ten years later, he would have stood no chance. This remarkable witch would have shattered his laughable ambitions.

Sadly, Lily never saw that day. Though extraordinarily gifted, without her wand in hand, she couldn't defeat a despicable old man sneaking around at fifty-four years of age. In the end, mutual destruction was the bitterest, most helpless choice she could make.

"The power people now call Ancient Magic, huh?"

Harry clenched his fist, and silver-gray magic flickered like cold steel, far more potent than the blue streams that once flowed within him.

(End of Chapter)