Harry Potter: A Fan Fiction - Volume 1 Chapter 7 Development
Viktor is quite obsessed and hands on in making the perfect immortal body. He began human testing based on his new findings and the discovery he made before he died. He developed potions that speeds up the development of bones and muscles. Potions to increase the amount of magic inside the body and many other new ones that are completed or are still in being researched and developed.
Collecting magical plants from around the world is rather easy with the backing of the galleons in his treasury except for the rarest types or the ones presumed to be extinct. Analysing the chemical content and possible applications is what took long. Developing new strains with desired outcomes is also one of his goals in progress.
He also began to collect and breed magical creatures from bowtruckles to dragons. This one is quite difficult as some of these creatures are very difficult to catch, not to mention dangerous.
Research never ends, his fascination to the unknown is insatiable. He began to secretly buy humanoid creatures such as werewolves, vampires, veelas and other semi intelligent demihumans. He even got a goblin for himself which costs quite a bit of galleons. Dementors are proving a challenging prey that eludes each of his attempts at capturing one. There is simply a lack of method on dealing with these type of creatures. Perhaps in the near future.
Orphans with age ranging from 4 to 13 from all over the world began to dwindle as he took them in into his ship. It should be a good thing since the children he took in are those without means to survive till maturity. This went with the muggles making stories ranging from a boogeyman who took children, kidnappers selling organs to alien abduction.
Research of magical plants.
Research of magical creatures.
Research of spells and enchantment.
Body training and enhancements.
The whole range of things to do did not faze Victor but instead greatly motivated him to push harder.
Now 11 years of age, Viktor stood in front of a mirror. He is fully grown and could be mistaken for a man in his early twenties he’s been stuck in this condition from when he was seven. He simply stopped developing in terms of appearance afterwards. His strength and magic capacity on the other hand continued to rise. His physique is two times better than an average wizard, and his magic capacity is now similar to that of a high ranking auror. He stood 6 foot and 5 inches with short dark brown hair, fierce eyes, tall nose and well chiselled jaw with a thin layer of facial hair. Paired with a body that looks like it was carved by the Goddess of beauty herself results into a man of peerless charm.
‘No wonder Narcissus stayed single.’
He wore his robes and placed a black wristwatch and soon his body shrunk along with his obviously enchanted clothes as a younger looking version of himself appeared in the mirror in front of him.
‘Hoooh, what a bother. Would people believe some a.d.u.l.t claiming to be an eleven year old kid? There’s just no way.’
He sighed and called out to his ever loyal elf named Golie. The two of them flooed to Rinnok, the Bulgarian version of Diagon alley. On his desk laid an invitation letter to Durmstrang Institute, a school of martial magic.
Unlike the subjects offered in Hogwarts which are mostly for pussies, no offence to those who dig that type of shit, Durmstrang retained most of its curriculum and offered the really useful stuff which is considered as dark magic by the foolish new generation of wastrels, ooops I actually meant to say wizards.
‘Going to Hogwarts is probably going to be quite boring anyway. The professors there are a bit, lacking. Might as well go to Durmstrang for three years and then transfer to Hogwarts in my fourth year to join in on the fun and get some benifits.’