And then there was the description regarding his mother.
It was a touch hopeful to think that the woman could be related to him, but what the man wrote certainly gave credence to the evidence at hand. It helped that his description of her matched the woman of his dreams, and now he almost have a mental image of a red-haired beauty who was gentle but firm in her belief that one's actions should be held accountable if done in error. She was someone brilliant in charms and potions to the point of having two professors fight over her for a chance of offering apprenticeships, and evidently someone who was praised as one of the brightest witches to rank one of the highest at Hogwarts and the Ministry, and a quick hand in dueling. She was also a person who by all accounts should not be with James Potter, his apparent birth father who had a reputation of being a prankster that went too far with the pranks set on people in different houses and seemingly prejudiced against anyone considered 'Dark'. Harry was not too sure of how he felt on that, to him James Potter sounded a lot like a thinner, more popular Dudley who would not be punished for his 'mischievous games'.
Especially by a man who was described by the author as 'a two-faced lying bastard pretending to be your grandfather while actually being your worst obstacle for true justice', along with a photo of said person. The sight of the old man who had tried to attack him made Harry on edge, who now had a name to go with the face.
Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore.
Previous Transfiguration Professor and current Headmaster of Hogwarts.
Vanquisher of Gellert Grindelwald, the Dark Lord that had spread terror in the European countries and parts of the USA.
Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, a high court of law.
Supreme Mugwump for the International Confederation of Wizards.
The Proclaimed Leader of Light.
And as of this moment, someone who had an interest in Harry.
Now Harry would need to consider his plan of attack.
~ooOOoo~
Harry started with the books on mind-arts, with the feeling that he would need lots of protection if he had to go against people who have the ability to read minds. The author had provided a few texts of the subject of Occulmency, the name given to the protection of the mind, highlighting portions on the books with sticky notes for him to understand, which method to study first, and demonstrating the pros-and-cons of the methods in question. It certainly helped since the books were advanced and messy, and Harry was hesitant to go too far with it in case he did something wrong.
At the same time though, the man had helpfully compiled a small book of his own writings and views on the subject. He believed that while Occulmency was good in organizing one's thoughts, securing them safely and able to handle intrusions, it was not the sure win method of securing the mind. In effect, keeping it too organized actually made it easier for experts mastering the art of mind-reading to attack the weak spots and read all of the secured information at once. What he had envisioned and tested on his side was to combine several studies and create a mindscape that would hide the secrets in the most subtle manner like a photograph with one small detail that was wrong and known only to the user. It should be a mindscape that appears to be in chaos to resemble a mind that did not have any protections while having good and strong defenses only the user would know how to deactivate or bypass in the event that one was forced to bring the intruder into the mind. The author in question sounded a touched too happy and unhinged when describing the type of defenses he had created for his mind, using a mixture of modern pop culture and magic to do so. Harry decided to follow his advice and looked up movie titles and books to get some inspiration.
In hindsight, he should not have looked them up in the middle of the night, but he would maintain that they would make great guardians for his mind. It was coincidence that he would have a small light in his cupboard or the hideaway to sleep with, really that was it.
On the plus side, thanks to the text and books, Harry got a few more ideas to protect his mind, such as a reflection rune on his new pair of glasses that should prevent people from using sight based abilities on him, and a small part of him was actually hoping for someone stupid enough to attempt reading his mind to see how they love his surprise guardians.
On other matters, his studies in his regular school were going great. He was maintaining his position around the top ten, just one rank away from top five, and was actually a little ahead of the rest in completing his primary education. So much so that he was allowed within reason to try out higher grade education so as to grant him a head start in getting to a decent middle school. His teachers were certainly happy that he was able to apply himself well, and were proud of the fact they were able to grant him a chance to represent their school at the education contest held in London for primary schools. Harry had a lot of fun at that contest, although he did overhear a few of the others complaining about a girl being a know-it-all driving them crazy and making them hide in their accommodations. He had yet to meet her but got the odd feeling he would do so in the future, the image of the puppy in his head giving an odd shrug to indicate its agreement.
Dudley on the other hand had made his mark at the bottom of the totem pole with his lack of manners, bad behaviour, almost failing his tests and bullying others with his gang. The teachers had already sent him and the group into more detentions than any others in the entire cohort for a single year, and had already tried to get his parents to discipline him further. Vernon and Petunia refused to believe them about the behaviour but were forced to take him to task on his studies, and due to the field Harry had placed before hand, made it looked like they ignored him completely and giving more reason for the staff to gather evidence against them.