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prologue

Harry always knew. He had a photographic memory, and could also unconsciously read others' memories, and auras, and talk to animals. These gifts were a blessing and a curse. On the one hand, they allowed him to see the world in a way that most people couldn't. He could understand the motivations of others, even those who tried to hide them. He could also see the potential for good and evil in everyone and everything.

On the other hand, his gifts made him different. He often felt isolated and alone, unable to connect with others on the same level. He also knew that if the wrong people learned about his abilities, they could be used against him.

So Harry learned to play a role. He pretended to be a normal boy, with normal thoughts and feelings. He kept his gifts hidden from everyone, even his closest friends. Not that he had any; human anyway.

But his secret was becoming increasingly difficult to keep. As he grew older, his powers grew stronger. He could no longer ignore the visions that haunted his dreams or the voices that whispered in his mind. He knew that something big was coming and that he was at the center of it.

On his eleventh birthday, Harry received a letter that changed his life forever. The letter was from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Harry had always known that he was different, but he never imagined that he was a wizard. The word was not often used in the days when he was a baby.

Now, Harry faced a choice. He could continue to pretend to be normal, and live a safe but uneventful life. Or he could embrace his destiny and face the dangers that awaited him at Hogwarts.

Harry knew what he had to do. He had to go to Hogwarts. He had to learn how to use his powers. He had to prepare for the battle that was coming.