It was the day after halloween, i could guess that the dark lord was fucked because of the various magical fireworks. ( mentioned in harry potter the first book) . I also spotted some people in robes walking around and saying congratulations so i was safe.
Now that my safety was somewhat guaranteed. I finally had the time to look at myself and well i was handsome. LADIES BEWARE. I had sharp features and mu skin was smooth and porcelain like. There were some scars on the body and well but they could be covered. My hair, though i was bald at the moment, were shiny and greyish black.
I reached the conclusion that due to the magical experiments i became like this, but i was never gonna tell anyone that. I will take this as my fucking compensation.
My hideout was quite simple. I was in the slums, in a tent that i totally legally borrowed, without making the person inside vanish. Now i took out he pouch and took out the journal.
" Time to see, what am I??"
If i say that i was shocked then, IT WOULD BE AN UNDERSTATEMENT, because things were fucking horrendous, i don't even know how the fuck i am even alive. I started cursing those dumb shits and well continued to read and well get amazed at how fucked up i was.
If science is crazy then magic is even crazier. They took a fertilised egg and started changing its genetics by using the sacred 28 pureblood families as reference. Yup, from what i could understand i was an amalgam of their genes and now i also understood how they fucked up. Though there was nothing about the real parents so i will have to check this out myself.
When i was three and a half and first gained magic, they could not sense my core, due to the shit my genetics were, magic was not assimilating normally but was somehow getting deposited in my body instead of forming a core body. They instead of guiding it thought i had no magic and well experimented on me extensively. They used magical creature remains as catalysts and anchors to form a core but the remnants just became a magic source and well my body used them as batteries and supercharged my body. This was the reason that i even freakin survived.
My body was now not totally human. I was an amalgam, more magically in-tuned senses and a stronger body, well things were about to be interesting.
I was actually about four years old, but my physical appearance was of someone of about five. Lets attribute it to those fuckers. Now i had to think up a solution to my core problem. I could use magic but i could not use spells. The magic i used was just commanding the ambient magic to move things and influence them but for the spells needed to have a core. This was a problem but i let it be one for the time being.
I decided to use a month to study the books i got and then go to the magical world after it has stabilized. Now it was rime to study.
Albus Dumbledore POV
Tom was gone for the time being, the potters had to go as they were breaking the balance in the wizengamont. Charlus Potter had suspicion about me but I had perfect control over James.
Now I had eliminated the Blacks by putting Sirius in Azkaban and the last heir of Potters was in my control. This was all for the greater good, so that balance could be maintained.