Harry Potter And The Mad King Of Swords

Everyday is pain.

But not anymore!

Hopefully..

Anyways, this pot was like the best pot. Mostly because of the ease of which it was for me to get.

Just a small walk, cutting unicorn hair, and getting struck by lightning.

Actually... I gotta make precautions for the weird a.s.s luck I have.

Didn't think being possibly cursed would follow me after death. This wasn't the first time I've been struck by lightning.

I walked back to the forest and got back to the place where I'd chopped up the wood.

Right, I needed to cut down another tree, so that's what I did. I picked up the axe I left here.

While cutting down another tree, I sorta laughed, as I wasn't even sure this'd work.

After the tree fell, I cut the tree into a few pieces. I placed them into a pile, placed a bunch of rocks around them, and then lit a flame using the power of magic!

Then I realised I had no water.

I had no idea how to make water using magic, so I killed the fire, and grabbed the pot.

So I started walking again.

Reaching a water pump.

I filled the pot to the max, but it didn't over flow even when more water was put in.... this was quite some news.

It was still heavy, so I truly struggled back to the wood. It was quite intense.

I finally got back to the pile of wood. I placed the pot on it and lit the fire. I then put the wood ch.i.p.s in it.

Now I needed something to stir it. I decided to grab a stripped tree branch and started stirring.

This left me alone with my thoughts.

I nearly puked, but I hadn't eaten today, so I just felt pretty shitty.

After the mixture boiled for a while, I poured all the whitish liquid onto both smooth wood tables I'd basically made.

I enchanted the tables with the power of non stick and made it so liquid could not dribble off.

"Contain!"

Those magic words took everything I had in me. I collapsed in exhaustion. It was hard to breathe. I made a decision to absolutely never try that again.

In the middle of collapsing, I decided to just lay down on the grass ground and look into the beautiful sky.

It made me feel the beauty of the world. Even more of my antipathy of life melted away in that moment.

It was just nice.

Then I got up and stared at my creation. It had dried quite a bit and become like half paper. It was also a lot darker than usual white paper.

But it hadn't finished drying yet.

At that moment, I realized I don't know how to make a kite. I'd deal with that later.

I was pretty sure I needed to straighten the paper. So after tracing words with my finger through the paper, it glowed.

Then it straightened out into a perfect rectangle shape.

It was satisfyingly beautiful. I got the other l large sheet of paper and using mana, I stuck it to the other sheet with mana. Then using the magic power of magical magic, I dried it fully.

Then shifted the proportions around.

Turning the paper to what I believed to be about the size of a size A0 paper, maybe a bit bigger.

Now, I prepared to face the largest hurdle of my life. Folding paper. It was much harder than folding clothes with people in them, or something like that. Probably what one of my past friends would say in this situation.

My challenged began!