Chapter 8: Passing Years and PATRONUS.

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WITH THE PROMISED LONG CHAPTER:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::D

With his eidetic memory, and comprehension he was already at the level of a third year in two years he spent at Hogwarts, and without his wand.

Thomas was a literal genius in wand less magic and could do even the most delicate enchantments without a wand.

Snape was so proud of Thomas that he even accepted the boy calling him uncle Sev, he even smiled in his sleep knowing that the boy was the perfect Slytherin he wanted.

If you ignore the pranks he pulls on people every now and then, he was the model student despite not being one.

At his ninth birthday, Snape had given him the potion books he was personally made modifications to and was elated to see the boy learning even faster and his work got more efficient as the days passed.

Minerva was forced to love the boy, he was a natural on the broom as he found that surfing on a broom was better than sitting on it, he would use it as a mode of transport rather than walking around.

He learned transfiguration very easily, she kept increasing the difficulty and he responded in kind.

By the end of his second year the boy could attend classes with the seventh years. The boy had a special chair at every professor's class. And after a few weeks the students had gotten accustomed to see him around.

He was the modern legend, who mad the headlines of the prophet quite frequently.

Flitwick was so eager to teach the boy he decided to name him as his successor, the little professor almost begged the headmaster to let him teach Thomas about dueling.

Poppy and Pomona had requested the headmaster several times to let them adopt Thomas, with his unending thirst for knowledge and his eidetic memory and comprehension he was the perfect apprentice anyone could ever ask for.

He was also well liked among the student body, because of his helpful nature and good sense of humor he was liked by the boys *definitely not because of his homework solving skills* and because of his kindness and cuteness among the girls who could not get their fill of pampering him to the point where even the boys got jealous.

But knowing that he was an expert in wand less and silent casting and with his love for pranks, there was absolutely no one who wanted to be in the bad books of Thomas.

He was the one who received the most Christmas presents two years straight and shared them with everyone.

To speak of incidents, Thomas had given everyone handmade chocolate cookies on valentines, and also shared the ones he had received from everyone.

A chocolate he had given the potions master had love potion in it.

What are the chances, the potions master recognized it the very instant and asked Thomas who did he get it from and his eidetic memory easily found it to be a sixth year Gryffindor who had a thing for younger men.

The professors had chewed her out but Thomas had given her a hug and said that she did not need a love potion, he already liked her *as a big sister* and it was resolved quite anti-climatically.

The others finally heaved a sigh of relief knowing that the boy before them was just another eight-year-old who knew nothing about the feelings of romance.

Who could blame them, with Thomas' performance and mature demeanor, his age was quite easily forgotten.

Another year passed by and he was ten, with Christmas around the corner Thomas was busy helping Flitwick decorating the castle and learning the PATRONUS charm. It took him a week, which was his longest to learn and master a spell, charm or potion.

Finally, he had managed to form a corporeal PATRONUS and it took a feline shape, Albus said that it was a Kneazle PATRONUS.

The professors were as shocked as Thomas had a magical creature for a patronus, Albus explained this as the result of me undergoing blood rituals at a tender age.

Thomas being a Metamorphagus had made him a magical entity from his birth and the rituals he went through had unlocked the potential of his blood to the limit.

That is the reason he could use spells and had flawless control over his magic, he had already gone through the first maturity and when he turns eleven he would go through his second maturity and become a Master Wizard.

The oddest thing to watch would be Fawkes perched on Thomas' head and chatting in weird noises. The boy also had a nice relationship with a fourth year Metamorphagus witch called Nymphadora *don't call me that* Tonks.

The girl was not the brightest, but was fairly good enough to pursue her dream as an auror, in his free time, Thomas would help her out with her studies, homework or even pranks.

Now, with all of that and more, it was another day to his eleventh birthday when he would be a Hogwarts student from the coming term officially.

Now, for his plans for the year he had decided to become an Animagus before the term starts and to make an official debut in the market with his enchantments.

The day came and the professors decided to make the day special by giving the best present ever. Dumbledore started with a book of alchemy and promised to start teaching him alchemy.

Snape gave him three vials of Felix Felice's and a silver cauldron handpicked by himself.

Mc Gonagall gave him a Nimbus 2000.

Flitwick decided to give him a nice set of duelist robes.

Pomona gave him a rare tome of herbs and their uses.

Pomfrey gave him a tome of Advanced Healing Arts.

Hagrid got him a black screech owl with white feather tips, named him Billy.

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After this, Albus took him to the Diagon Alley for the first time and showed him around the place, people everywhere smiled and approached them to chat a bit and move on as they reached Ollivanders'.

This Thomas is where you will get your first and quite possibly only wand. Now walk in and introduce yourself, Garrick will handle the rest.

Thomas entered the legendary shop that was a bit dusty and a man with disheveled appearance approached him.

"Dumbledore's apprentice, I wondered when you will be here for your first wand. Now tell me which is your dominant arm?"

"I'm right handed sir."

Ollivanders took a few measurements of Thomas' hand and appeared deep in thought as he went to the back of his store to fetch a few wands for Thomas to try.

"This is a Beech with a dragon heartstring for a core, give it a wave." the wand maker said with an expecting gaze.

Thomas gave it a wave and surprisingly the wand obeyed even though it was not the perfect match. Ollivanders gave an odd look and handed Thomas another wand.

Acacia with a phoenix feather, Thomas held it and gave it a swing and casted a LUMOS. Quite oddly, the acacia and the phoenix are very picky individuals and yet the wand obeyed the boy in front of him like a loyal minion.

Yew with a Dragon heartstring, the wand cast an over powered LUMOS but still Thomas did not fell that click.

"Quite the tricky customer, let's see id something from my father's collection fits you."

After seven more wands, Ollivander came with a weird expression, in deep thought whether the wand should be brought out or not.

"In all my life I have not seen or heard of someone who can use any and every wand without the slightest rejection, so let me make a gamble and give you this wand my late father crafted in his younger days."

The moment Thomas held this wand he felt a surge of power coursing through him like he felt completed, as if he was waiting for this wand to complete himself.

'Finally, I have a wand. The cannon starts this year, lets see how I can change a few people's fates and I also have to get the hallows.' Thomas mused to himself.

Ollivander who looked at the scene knew that the prophecy made by the founding ancestor came true.

This wand was made from dragon bone, with a boggart core for a core. 15 inches, rigid flexibility and do make sure that none other than you hold this wand.

That is quite the odd request, won't you elaborate a bit on that?

The wand will drag anyone other than you in their worst nightmares, and the boggart core would make the nightmare almost tangible and unforgettable after one wakes up.

"It even has chances to break unprotected minds. So, do be very careful with it."

We did the rest of the shopping and Albus got me a custom dueling holster for the wand, and even he was well shocked to hear about the wand I had received and Ollivander had sternly refused to receive any payment for the wand.

We returned to Hogwarts and discussed about me going through the Animagus ritual. Albus accepted and even advised me on the details that will make the process smoother.

'Yes, now that I think about it, Minnie has developed an odd habit of pulling my ears when I overdo my pranks on people, mostly Ravenclaws' *just because they look boring*.

Thomas also took charge as the emcee of the Quidditch Cup and the first year, it was grand. People enjoyed the commentary and Thomas' analysis and antics and most of all his fairness.