Harry Potter and the Rise of the Protector

So the introduction to the Ravenclaw tower was fairly standard. The common room was very open, with the statue of Rowena Ravenclaw, house exclusive library, nice starry sky dome and blue curtains and carpet. But it had a spectacular view of the grounds surrounding Hogwarts as we could see the lake, the Forbidden Forest, the Quidditch pitch and the Herbology gardens. They told us about the standard rules of Hogwarts, but also about a reward system in the houses. Basically the better you do in your year, the better the rewards for the next: best rooms, more access to the library, etc. They also showed us to our rooms and like I thought, they basically provided us with basic dorm rooms, with a bed, works desk, closet and bookshelf.

First thing I did was set up some runes in my new room, similar to my own expanded bag, making it bigger. I then added my own potions area, rune crafting area and Sol's perch just in time for her to appear through flame travel (The Hogwarts wards can suck it, cause I'm not leaving her at home all year). I then start to plan out my year.

-get Marauders map and study it before the start of next year so the Twins can get it.

-Check to see if I can find a working time-turner in the Room of Hidden Things. And even if there isn't, I'll spam the room of requirements to its limits.

-get all Hogwarts useful classes to N.E.W.T level (Charms, Trans., Potions, Herb., CoMC, DADA, Arithmancy, Ancient Runes) and get everything else (History, Divination, Astronomy, Muggle Studies) to meet Outstanding with distinction if possible.

Also on a side note, I don't care if Dumbledore doesn't like it. I'm not stopping myself from getting more opportunities because, instead of seeing any actually talented wizards as their own person, with individual ideals, he sees them as a potential Tom fucking Riddle's. I'm mean honestly, the man has a lot of issues letting go of things. It's why he fought Grindelwald, one of the reasons he taught at Hogwarts, the reason he doesn't teach Harry shit except show him memories, hell it's also why he's dying during Harry's sixth year. If it comes to it I'll give him a magic oath so he can quit being annoying because of one asshole who looks like a moldy egg now.

...ok I'm good now, time for bed. I want to knock the socks off my professors.

First week of class gave some mixed feelings. In the morning we had our first Herbology lesson with Hufflepuff students. Professor Sprout started us off with proper safety when handling magical plants and warned everyone about the Venomous Tentacula, as they tend to be grabby. As a precaution she taught everyone the Fire-starter charm 'Incendio', which I could even do wandless and silently, so it's was only a flick of a wand away for me. She then introduced the class to Puffapods, a fairly safe bet to start people off with. It was one of my first plants too, but I've since learned about them inside and out. So I started working with mine as I hummed. I was done so fast that the Professor had to check my plant to see if I did it correctly, which resulted into 5 points for the house. On a side note, another student by with the last name Ward, I couldn't hear his first name, from my house got points in that class. I saw James on the other hand get attacked be the Venomous Tentacula behind him, not great.

We then had lunch, followed by Defense against the Dark Arts with Gryffindor. It was average. A teacher which seems to have based class on guidelines instead of experience, but what can you expect from someone who's going to be gone in a year?

First class of Charms was great though, even if some of the Slytherins with us were a bit annoying. Professor Flitwick knew how to keep kids entertained with his cheerful demeanor and occasional colorful use of charms while he talked about the theory behind the magic. He started us with the basic Lumos, which me and Victoria did at the same time as soon as permitted. Only difference being i did mine silently and without wand movement. Flitwick gave us both 5 points. I then started playing with my own little variations of the spell, making a rainbow of colors come out as I had fun, and you should have seen the look on Victoria's face cause a wall had more emotions in it. The Professor was extremely pleased to hand out 10 points for that. With noting else to do I just helped out a few housemates for the rest of the class.

But after excitement must come it's enemy, boredom. I really underestimated the ghostly History of Magic Professor. I swear what Binns considers a class could be used to break powerful Occlumency defenses, it was that bad. Pretty much everyone was passed out. I just isolated myself in a Muffliato Charm and read whatever I pleased. Pretty sure that's how my time in this class is going to be spent for the next five years.

Our first Transfiguration class ended up being with Slytherin, with McGonagall doing her two iconic bits at the start: animagus transformation and threaten everyone that if they fuck around she'll kick us out. With that out of the way, it was time for every years first transfiguration: match to needle. This is something a figured out when I was five and without a wand, so I just looked at the match and transformed it into a golden needle with petals engraved into it, then looked away. I looked around and found Victoria looking in my direction smugly, until I just ignored her and started helping my desk-mate. I was encouraging the girl and giving her pointers when McGonagall came over and was surprised at my work, rewarding me with 10 points since she had given Victoria 5 and mine was a lot better.

Potions was interesting to watch. Snape came in with and gave his little speech about the 'subtle art of potion making' which it is, but you don't have to be so dramatic about it, and about most people being stupid, which isn't helped by constant bullying, intimidation and shit teacher. I actually partnered up with James for this class cause he looked like he did on the boat and in Herbology, nervous and uncomfortable. We were then told to make the Cure for boils lesson. I didn't look at the written instructions, just went to grab the ingredients under Snape's disapproving scowl until he noticed I was taking the right ones, with a few extras. I proceeded to whip up my modified version to help with pimples and warts too, while cutting down on time. Even helped James with his since it was such an easy potion for me. Wasn't even looking most of the time, just waved my wand when I knew I had to to make the potion do things. Snape couldn't say anything to me, but kept yelling at James and taking points away from others for the slightest missteps. He ended class with a lot of homework.

We had Astronomy during the night to understand the stars. Now, the actual science behind the wizard version of the subject is fucked. They still kinda consider the earth as the center of the universe, which makes it really weird when they accurately divine things or how rituals based off the stars actually succeeded. But oh well, I knew everything Professor Sinistra was saying already so I was testing my modified version of the subject using modern theories of the subject and mixing the two together. Always fun to try new thing.

Last class of the week was the one most were excited for, Flying. I do have to admit I'm a bit excited to properly fly in this world. I mean people can just fly using a broom, heck Voldy-mold could fly without one in the movies. Nothing too extraordinary happened because Madam Hooch made sure everyone was well aware of the dangers. When it came time to summon the brooms to our hands I simply commanded it with authority and up it came. A few others succeeded into doing it as well. We then proceeded to mount and practiced lifting off. Only a few people with experience were comfortable with the last one, but all I felt was the desire to shoot off into the sky. I also took note that the Ward guy did very well in this class as well, I think I'll try and see what he's like. Might make a friend.

And that's pretty much how all of my first classes went. Everyone pretty much got into a groove, getting used to classes, the castle, all the living portraits, ghosts, and the nightmare of all students, homework. Well all students except for me, cause I had my specially prepared quills for that. You're not allowed using them for test or in class, but no rules against using them for homework. Wonder why no one thought about this loophole before. And so I input what I wish for it to write and off it goes while I can study and practice whatever else I want. Also, since Snape was being a git in class and with homework, I decided to take a page out of one of my favorite fanfics in the old life and bury him in it with every bit of knowledge I have on the subjects. For the other professors I give them the required amount, but with the complexity kicked up about six years ahead of my peers.

Time passed quickly, I've been holding back on starting most of my goals this year to accustom myself to Hogwarts and perfect my concealment abilities. It's a combination of disillusionment, mufilato, and scent erasing charm to cover all my bases. It was finally time to get the Marauders map from Filch's office.

And so, during the weekend, when students were coming in and out of the common room regularly, I concealed myself and left at the same time as some older Ravenclaw's and made my way to Filch's office.

I then waited for him to leave, and according the what I've observed of the man he'll leave soon for a duration of between 30-45 min with his hated cat. As soon as he does I make my way in carefully, making sure to not move or disturb anything. I then found were he kept confiscated goods, and in it was my prize. I quickly placed the box back to where I found it and triple checked if I had left any evidence of my visit before leaving and heading back into my room, with none being the wiser and one new piece of parchment.