Hidden behind the bushes, Harry saw a weird old man with a long beard dressed in robes of ridiculous colors appeared with what looked to be an actual wand and a huge frown on his face, followed shortly by two others dressed in robes as well. Harry had the bad feeling that man was there for him and decided to stick around the school area just in case. He waited a few hours in the library before returning only to find the same barrier installed again and what felt like some people waiting in the area around him without him seeing anything visible.
Harry pretended to look around in confusion as he checked their positions before moving forward to the house, creating a thin layer around his body to protect himself from the threads trying to connect to him. With another ill ease, Harry pretended to stumble to the left to avoid a ray of light hitting him from the back before using a hand to support himself and to disguise the pulse of power to push away all of the watchers at once. That resulted in another collapse of the dome and more importantly scaring the people away without knowing what it was that made them do it. Harry did however see the old man in the odd robes disappearing with a loud pop and a frown on his face as he looked at Harry with eyes that unsettled him.
Harry considered the ramifications as he laid inside the cupboard with a small globe of light hovering above and a small pipe he procured from the factory locking the door in place from the inside. It was clear that the old man had to be related to that odd barrier set up around the Durlsey's home, and considering how he was getting attacked, it meant that the people wanted him to be stuck there. This would explain why despite the efforts of the teachers and even a few of the neighbors to get the Dursleys charged with abuse, they somehow got away on an odd technicality or evidence happened to disappear with a few people suddenly forgetting. The most unsettling example was when one of his teachers tried to go to someone he knew to help, the man suddenly turned up dead in a food diner supposedly from food poisoning, which would be unnoticed by most but his other teachers knew that the man was a vegetarian who was allergic to certain food items and found it suspicious that he was found eating those same things, not to mention the reports he held that day about Harry's abuse went missing. That chilled them gravely, thinking someone was wanting to keep Harry at the Dursleys at all costs to the point of murder. The most they could do for Harry was to ensure that he was safe while slowly collecting evidence without alerting anyone.
But the wand the old man used, and the oddly familiar feeling of the power coming from them… Harry was not certain but considering the Durselys behavior, this meant that the power he had was actually something closer to magic as opposed to ESP or mutant abilities, which would explain a fair number of his creations and testing. That meant that there were people just like him with similar traits, but different in their executions.
Now he knew, or at least have an idea of what his power was.
Now he knew that he had at least one spy on him from his neighbor.
Now he knew the person, or at the least the face of the one keeping him stuck at the Dursleys.
Now… he could plan…
The day Harry found out about the possible identity of his powers and the possibility of him being a prisoner was the day Harry decided he could not afford to waste more time learning about his abilities or be stuck at the Dursleys. The fact that there was someone out there willing to do whatever it takes to force him into the Dursley household told Harry that he was in grave danger from likely dire manipulations in the future, and if his fantasy books were of any indications, that would be the 'plot-point' of his life.
There was something about his powers being considered magic that got him thinking about the versatility and meaning. Perhaps it was the manner he started to learn his abilities, or how his powers seemed to differ greatly from the wand users, or perhaps the part where said wand users were trying to attack and imprison him, but Harry did not like the idea of labeling his powers as such. Perhaps he would call it magic for the time being but continue referring to it in his head as the 'Force' or whatever the equivalent was, since he was using both the Star Wars and a more scientific approach to using his abilities as opposed to the fantastical style of manipulating it.
It totally did not have to do with the childish fact that it sounded cooler in his mind than the word magic. Totally not the case, period.
Putting that thought away, he had to consider a lot of things at this point.
He had to watch his back and those who have been protecting him for the past couple of years.
He had to shore up the defenses for his hideaway to make sure it was not compromised.
He had to think of more ways to get away from the Dursleys.
He had to learn more of the people making him their prisoner.
He had to prepare himself for what's to come.
He would have to consider all of that when he was heading for his summer camp in less than a week.
~ooOOoo~
When Harry got to the camp, he did not realize just how much being at the great outdoors would do for his magic.