Long Ago, before even wizards and witches knew what magic was, a different type of magic ruled the wizarding world, a magic that held the world in its palms and made the environment grow into what it is today, a magic that was spread across the world in sprinkles, coating the humans and turning them into wizards and witches. As the centuries past, the magic that had once ruled the world was beginning to die out and the maker was getting anxious, for if his magic died out, so would the existence of the children he had so created. So, to prevent such a thing from happening, he split the remaining parts of his magic to his youngest children and the rest went to the heavens above.

Now, in the 1900's, people have already forgotten about the maker, they had already forgotten about who had granted them such powers. Instead, they simply praise his name, they praise his heroics unto another strange wizard as if he had done anything worthy. There was only one child who had gotten the extent of the maker's magic, he had become powerful and went on ahead to take his father's name, he went on ahead to create a lineage of people who bore his very magic in different forms.

Kept in hiding for his own Safety, a young boy is surprised to find a owl half dead outside on the rocky terrain steps, a letter clutched in its talons. Upon opening the letter, The Boy finds himself accepted into Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardry. Thrust into a world of magic and adventure, the staff are in for a special surprise when the boy's name is called out once he arrives.

"Merlin!"

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Ok, so this idea loosely mixed together Merlin from Harry Potter and the god version of Merlin that people say in Harry Potter. One thing to get straight is that Merlin (in this book) will not be like the Merlin everyone knows and loves, he's a descendant of Merlin who just so happens to have been named after him. Of course, more will be revealed later on but.... yeah, I'm so making this .