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Summary:

Harry Potter fanfiction written in 2022

And if after a few years the Dursleys had come to love Harry and treat him as their own son, while continuing to consider magic as a defect. How to reconcile his nature with the love of his adoptive parents? Very simple, just reject magic. But will the wizards let him do it?

Originally, I wanted it to be a succession of very short chapters based on the model of:Une adolescence à St Brutus

But quickly, I abandoned this idea and made a more classic fanfic. There are still a few very short chapters (especially in volume 1) thattestify tothis original ambition.

Kids' nonsense 1

During Professor Lupin's first class:

Dumbledore got you a waiver. Exceptionally, you are allowed to do magic outside of school, so you can practice outside of the classes you will have with me. But be careful. This is only valid on Privet Drive and you must be very careful that no Muggle sees you. It is extremely important. And this concerns you too, Dudley. You must not talk about magic to anyone.

Yes, we understand. We swear to never speak of it.

The two children swore with their hands on their hearts.

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A few moments later

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Hey four-eyes, is it true that you have magical powers?

Who told you such nonsense?

I knew it. Dudley, you're just a big liar. We're going to tell everyone that mommy's big baby is a big liar. Liar, liar, liar

Wingardium Leviosa

What! Ah! Bring me down!

Sorry, I didn't hear that?

Bring me down!

I believe there is a magic word for that, but I don't know which one anymore.

What, but what are you talking about?

Steve, you idiot, he talks about: 'please'

Please let me come down and I will never make fun of you again.

But no, you idiot! I really don't know how to bring him down gently. Do something, I won't last much longer.

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A few minutes later

Okay listen guys, you must not talk about it to anyone. If it gets out, we'll be in big trouble.

Yes, we understand. We swear never to speak of it.

Swore the three brutes with their hand on their heart

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A few moments later

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I hope you are proud of yourself. You are responsible for the biggest breach in magical secrecy in the last 10 years. 5 obliviators had to work full-time for 3 days to fix your mistake. Thanks to you, for the first time in its history, our family had to deal with justice. Yelled Petunia.

And I'm not talking about the brain damage these anomalies must have caused to these poor people by meddling with their memory, Vernon Dursley added.

And all that for what? To show off with your powers. Do you think that just because you have powers, you're better than others?

No. I didn't tell them anything. I didn't want to show them. It was Dudley who tattled. The child defended himself, sobbing.

Don't blame Dudley. It was you and no one else who decided to show them your powers.

It's not fair.

And you think it's fair that you have powers and not others? You must take on the responsibilities that come with them.

But I don't want his powers. It's not my fault if I have this anomaly.

Petunia, feeling she was about to crack and spare Harry from any punishment, ordered him to go to his room. She had always been very lenient with her children. She regretted indulging their every whim, but she couldn't help it. However, she knew she shouldn't give in this time and had to punish Harry severely.

The image of her sister and her friend Snape came to her. If she gave in, he would start using his powers against other children again. Perhaps even against Dudley. She had to prevent that at all costs by being firm from the start.

Once Harry had left, Lupin, who had witnessed the whole scene, had a hard time refraining from intervening. He didn't think it was right for Harry to be punished more than his cousin. But above all, he was shocked by the way Harry had referred to his powers as an anomaly. Until now, he thought his student was just unhappy about having to spend his Saturday afternoon studying. He had never taken his complaints about magic seriously.

Magic was a part of him. A wonderful part even. How could he deny it? But if there was one thing he hadn't changed since his school years, it was that when it came to addressing unpleasant topics, he was the most cowardly of Gryffindors. He told himself that it wasn't the right time and that he should talk about it later. That he needed to think about what he would say or learn more. But in the weeks that followed, he kept postponing the moment to talk about it, until he more or less forgot about it.