It was April when Harry made his next break through with the orbs in the dull void. He'd had the idea to try and push the orbs together. He soon found out that orbs of the same color didn't merge with each other. But after pushing a white-blue orb and a purple-black orb together to form a silvery-grey orb he'd gotten curious. Making a second silvery-grey orb he'd tried pushing the two together and found himself with a larger silvery-grey orb. Harry watched on for a while, the larger silvery-grey orb took some time to finally separate back into two blue-white and two purple-black orbs. Almost twice as long as a single silvery-grey orb. Blinking open his eyes Harry went back into his mother's notes and books trying to learn as much as he could about Magic to see if he could find out what the dull void and the orbs were.
Harry actually found himself happy that he and his mother shared an opinion. In 'Magical Theory' it was purported that magic was only able to be truly controlled with a focus, like a wand. But the book also mentioned Accidental Magic; magical things happening when a child had an outburst of emotion, making his mother wonder what the difference was in her own notes. Wandless Magic was briefly described as possible by powerful Wizards and Witches, but his mother had wondered what the difference between Wandless Magic and Accidental Magic was besides the obvious direct control of Wandless Magic. Harry found himself agreeing with his mother's thoughts that Accidental Magic was just Wandless Magic without the intent and control. Meaning a focus wasn't strictly necessary to perform Magic.
Harry continued to experiment with the orbs in the dull void. It had become obvious that no mention of the place existed in his mother's books so he'd resolved to figure out what he could himself. It was the first day of summer vacation when Harry put his most ambitious experiment into motion. When he became aware of being in the dull void again he started pairing up the blue-white and purple-black orbs into silvery-grey orbs. Then he counted the silvery-grey orbs as he paired them up and merged them together. He'd discovered that a large silvery-grey orb wouldn't merge with a single silvery-grey orb, only with a silvery-grey of equal size. All told Harry had counted one hundred twenty eight silvery-grey orbs, meaning the original number of blue-white orbs and purple-black orbs had to have been two hundred fifty six evenly divided between the two colors. Harry merged each of the silvery-grey orbs together taking them from one hundred twenty eight to sixty four on the first pairing. From there it was simply halving the number each time, sixty four became thirty two. Thirty two became sixteen. Sixteen became eight. Eight became four. Four became two. Finally two became one. When the merging was finished Harry had a silvery-grey orb about a meter in diameter. Harry smiled at making the large silvery-grey orb before the large orb pulsed and Harry snapped his eyes open in his bed. Harry immediately felt the most exhausted he'd ever been and only briefly glanced at his bedside clock before collapsing asleep.
Harry groaned as he woke up and felt slightly off. Looking around he spotted his bedside clock and noticed it had been around an hour and forty minutes since he'd fallen asleep. Looking himself over Harry felt as if something had changed about him. Almost as if he felt lighter? Maybe stronger? Whatever it was it hadn't done much for Harry's exhaustion and the boy quickly removed his glasses and fell back to sleep.
"Harry, are you feeling alright?" Aunt Petunia asked as she knocked on Harry's bedroom door the next morning. Getting no response from her nephew Petunia opened the door and found her nephew still asleep. Walking over to the bed she placed her palm on Harry's forehead to check his temperature. Feeling no sign of fever Petunia shook the boy awake.
"Huh? Oh! Good morning Aunt Petunia." Harry mumbled as he woke up and reached for his glasses.
"Good morning. I know that its summer break but that doesn't mean you can sleep in all morning. It's already past normal breakfast time." Petunia admonished him as she turned to walk out of the room. Looking over at his bedside clock Harry was surprised to find that he'd slept in for more than an hour and a half past his usual wake up time.
"Sorry Aunt Petunia, I'm getting up." Harry apologized as he pushed his covers back.
"Breakfast his still on the table, it'll be a little cold now but you should still eat it all." Petunia instructed as she left the room. Harry quickly followed and went to eat his breakfast.
Harry spent the next night diving into the dull void again. Finding his large silvery-grey orb again Harry was surprised that not only was it still together but that it had what appeared to be branches coming from it and disappearing out into the void. Inspecting the branches brought the same feeling as touching a silvery-grey orb, a sense of rightness and stability that couldn't be emulated by any object that Harry knew of. Deciding to try and experiment a bit with this new situation Harry set about trying to make the orb and branches react. He found that small spots of light travelled from the orb and through the branches from time to time. With a bit of thought Harry realized that he could make these lights travel from the orb and through whichever branch he desired. After playing with this new discovery for a while and not being able to do anything else with the orb or branches Harry blinked and was sitting in his bed again. With a sigh he took off his glasses and went to sleep.
Waking up again the next morning Harry put on his glasses and headed down to breakfast. Uncle Vernon had asked him about attending the same day camp again this summer to which Harry agreed. He'd learned the bare basics of the skills and crafts the camp offered last year. This year he hoped to build on his knowledge a bit more. When Harry finished his chores for the day he'd retreated to his room to read more of his mother's books on Magic. With her notes he slowly understood the basics of Magic and was hopeful to find a way to practice some of the things described in the books. Seeing the book he'd left off with the night before Harry walked towards it and raised his hand to pick it up. The book suddenly jumped from its place on top of the 'School Things' box and into Harry's outstretched hand. Startled by the sudden movement Harry dropped the book and stumbled back a few steps. After a moment to calm down Harry walked over and picked up the book. Not seeing anything different about it than normal he realized that he might have just performed Accidental Magic. With a smile Harry placed the book on top of his bed and walked several steps away. Holding out his hand Harry tried to make the book come to him again. The results weren't promising. The book stubbornly refused to move no matter which hand Harry held out or how much he mentally demanded the book to move.