HP: Is It Wrong To Be A Sociopath In Magic World?

I glanced upwards at the woman for half a second, noting that she was still waiting and wasn't currently trying to kill me, so I looked back down at the letter and scanned the words on it.

I read over the top for a second, which had the address and my name on the top, but that was only a half thought as I looked at the wax seal that was holding the letter closed. 

On it was a lion, raven, badger, and snake all surrounding a highly stylized letter 'H'. 

I blinked for a second before snapping the wax seal under my fingers and opened the letter up to read the first lines to make sure I wasn't getting the wrong idea, but I already knew what this was.

~Dear Mr. Grey

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. 

Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.~

That's all I needed to read before lowering my hand with the letter still held in its grasp. I need time, just a bit of time to process this all, ignoring the presence of whichever Professor was in the room with me. I quickly started to mentally rant. 

What the fuck! What the actual god damn shit! Harry Potter is the universe I'm in? Why? This world has a super corrupt government, a god damn cult of idiots that will target me, because hey guess what! 

I'm a fucking muggleborn! Not to bloody mention the fact that this world is on the edge of another war, this is going to be a good damn headache I can tell.

After a second, I took a small, unnoticeable breath and then let it out. Good, now that I've gotten the anger out of the way, time to do something about all this bullshit that is weighing against me, because thinking and complaining about how unfair it is isn't going to change anything for me. 

So the only thing to do is to go with the flow and not let this get to me, which shouldn't be to hard, after all even with all this bull, I'm still a god damn wizard now, and how fucking cool is that. 

So with that I opened my eyes again and looked over towards the woman.

"Well, this most certainly clears a few things up, got to say, magic, not expecting that though to be completely honest. So I'm assuming that you're one of my teachers then? Miss...?" 

She blinked, probably not expecting such a laid back reaction to the information that I just received, but if there is one thing I'm good at, it's puzzle solving, but if there was a second thing I was good at it would be my ability to not be fazed by stuff. 

I have a very high emotional progressing skill, it's actually probably not all that healthy to be honest.

"McGonagall, and yes, I will be your Transfiguration Professor" I thought about it for a second before deciding that I was expecting her to be a bit older, the movies seem to have jaded me a bit. 

Note to self, re-correct my views about what these characters are going to look like. Oh, I should also say something back, because I'm not supposed to have any idea about what transfiguration is.

"And what is that?" She seemed to think on it for a moment before pulling out a stick that I then readjusted my mind to see as a wand, a god damn super tool and ultimate murder weapon, before pointing it at my cot which quickly became a four poster massive bed that took up most of the room's floor space. 

And after one more flick the cot was back to normal. Glancing back at the witch, I waited a moment, to show contemplation before saying.

"Interesting, one thing into another, fun. Well then, where will I be getting my needed schooling items? And how will I be paying for it all? Because sorry to say, I'm not exactly flush with money." She seemed to think about it for a second. 

I wonder if my immediate concern about how I was going to pay for it was something that no normal ten? Eleven? year old should be asking about, but then again, I'm not exactly a normal whichever year old now am I?

"That won't be a problem, Hogwarts has a special tuition fund for those, like you, who can't pay for their schooling materials. As for where you will be getting said items, I will be escorting you to a place called Diagon Alley."

"Which you can find all the needed items you'll need to have for your schooling. If you want, we can head out there now, unless you have any more questions you need answered." 

I just shook my head, and noted that she didn't seem to know what to do with that before nodding and walking towards the door.

I think she's never had someone who just accepted everything without any real questions about it all, but I already know about all this, and any and all the questions I do have aren't questions I can ask, because I have no reason to know about say Occlumency in the first place. 

But that was one of the things that I really need to look into, because mind reading is a thing and I can not risk my knowledge getting out in the slightest.

I mean I could go straight to Dumbledore when I arrive at Hogwarts and spill out all this information, but to be honest…

…I don't really care about that whole thing with the war, as long as I'm alive by the end of it then I don't really care about all the ones that are going to die. 

Was that heartless? Yeah, of course it was, but I've never been the selfless type, I'm practically the opposite to be clear about the type of person I am.