A healer arrived and made some scans on the boy. "Well, Mr. Potter. Today in the afternoon, you will be released from the hospital. There are no issues anymore, but you need to follow this schedule." The woman gave the boy a schedule, where he had to learn, how to produce his own magic. John looked at the sheet of parchment and was not happy, that he had to do a lot of physical exercise and meditations. "Why do I need to follow this schedule?", he asked disgusted. "Mr. Potter, your core has been depleted dangerously and we have managed to save your magic by putting you in a coma. From our scans now, you are now a near squib and if you do not follow this schedule, then the next time, we won’t be able to save your magic and you will become a squib. You need to produce your own magic." John was horrified. He couldn’t become a squib. If this happened, then what kind of hero would he be. He was the boy-who-lived and he wouldn’t allow this.