《Reborn As Harry Potter》 -1 Stats As of Chapter 28 Name: Harry Potter|Age: 11|Level: 34 HP: 3,400|MP: 3,400|Vit: 340 Str: 340|Dex: 340|Agi: 340 Int: 340|Wis: 340 Attribute Points: 191 Abbilities: Sharingan - Magekyo Sharingan - Rank: S- (Allows user to perceive motions as well as be able to copy the motions perceived motions. Mangekyo Sharingan Abilities currently locked.) - Aura Sense - Advanced (A+) (Allows user to sense and see the auras of those around the user. Also able to see Aura Affinity.) - Mana Sense - Advanced (A+) (Allows user to sense Mana in the air.) - Eye of Insight - Beginner (C] (Allows user to see target''s aura and its colour of affinity as well as target''s strengths and weaknesses. When Eye of Insight have advanced enough, user is able to see more details.) - Regeneration - Intermediate (B+) (Allows user to recover recover from fatigue and light injuries at4x normal speed). - Mana Regeneration - Intermediate (B+) (Allows user to recover 750 Mana Points per minute.) - Mana Absorption - Intermediate (B+) (Mutiplies the speed of Mana Regeneration by four.) - Mana Circulation - Intermediate(B+) (Multiplies the effect of Regeneration by four.) - Physical Endurance - Intermediate (B+) (Increases the body''s durability, allowing for less damage to be taken.) - Mana Armour - Intermediate (B+) (Allows user to create a coat of armour using Mana to increase both attack and defence.) - Mana Affinity - Advanced (A+) (Allows user to become more sensitive to Mana and handle it better) - Mana Control - Advanced (A+) (Allows user to have better Mana control than the average wizard.) - Dungeon Creation - Basic (D+) (Allows user to create an alternate dimension with a horde of monsters. Number of floors corresponds with users strength. Current floor number: 17 Floor.) - Wing Chun Kung Fu - Advanced (A+) (A traditional Southern Chinese Kung fu styles in close range combat. Increases user''s user''s attack and speed powers. Mana strikes can be used when actively combined with Mana Infusion.) Skills: Charms - Mastery: Beginner (B-) Transfigurarion - Mastery: Beginner (B-) Potions - Mastery: Beginner (B-) Dark Arts - Mastery: Beginner (B-) Herbology - Mastery: Beginner (C+) Duelling - Mastery: Beginner (B)] 1 Frustration & Rebirth A black haired 18 year old boy just finished reading one of the most popular novels of the year with an extreme frustration. He held the hardback book that had just come on sale that week tightly and walked to his bookshelf. Grabbing six more books that had been tied together and stomped out of his room. Less a minute later, the youth was standing in front of a bin outside of his house in the cold morning air. Giving the books he held one last, he angrily threw them away. "Aaaaarrrrggghhhh!" screamed the youth at the cloudy morning sky. "Harry, what''s wrong?" a woman''s voice sounded. Harry turned around to see his mother standing at their house''s doorway, looking worried. "That bloody woman!" cursed Harry angrily. "How dare she make such an infuriating story?" "You''re talking about J.K. Rawling again?" siged Harry''s mother. "I don''t understand why you always get angry every time she releases a new book." "Mum, I can understand why at the beginning the main characters are weak," said Harry, walking back inside his house. "But what frustrates me to no end is how they can be so weak at the end. They should be stronger! Much stronger!" "Come now, Harry," said Harry''s mother, smiling helplessly as she tried switched on the gas cooker. "Have something to eat and you''ll feel better. But I still can''t believe that you both have the same name; Harry Potter." "Urgh, don''t remind me, Mum," grumbled Harry, slumping down at the kitchen table. "I''ve always thought Harry, Ron and Hermione would become stronger by the time the Hogwarts battle started. I can''t believe they pulled off killing Vold-!" BOOOOOOOM!!!!!!! A loud explosion echoed throughout the neighbourhood. There were multiple houses where their glass windows shattered. Slowly, the people in the neighbouring houses walked into the streets. They saw a house that was burning with smoke reaching the cloudy sky. "That''s the Potter house!" "What happened for their house to blow up?" "Someone call the fire brigade!" "Call the police, too!" There was utter chaos and confusion on the street. No-one knew what had just happened. The kids that had come out were crying. The adults were pale faced with shock. Very soon, the neighbours from the whole street were crowding outside the burning Potter household. The police and the fire brigade soon arrived and blocked off the surrounding area of the Potter residence. It took the whole morning for the police questioned the neighbours to gather any information. Yet nobody knew what had happened. Soon, the fire had been put out and an investigation was underway. As most of the house was destroyed by the explosion, finding its cause had been made very difficult. It took almost a week for the news to be released. "After an explosion had taken place earlier this week on a household in Dulwich, it has been concluded after extensive investigation by the police that the explosion had been caused due to a leakage in gas pipes. The council has been informed of this and it has been ordered that a Gas Safety check is to be carried out with immediate effect to prevent this tragedy from occurring again. During the explosion earlier this week, it has been confirmed that Marry Potter and her son Harry Potter had been present at the time of the explosion and both have been killed. The mother and son will both be kept at the morgue for a month and we request for any relative to step forward and claim them before they are both buried. In other news ...." ............ Somewhere far far away, a large red train had just left from its station and was slowly gaining speed. In one of it''s cabins, a black haired young boy suddenly receive a sharp jolt. He slowly opened his green eyes and looked around with much confusion. "Urgh, what happened?" groaned the young boy as he grabbed his aching head. "Where am I?" The young boy looked around again and saw he was in a train compartment. He looked out the window to see the open fields flashing before his eyes. "What the **** am I doing in a train?" muttered the young boy. "I was just talking with my mother." Suddenly a sharp pain assaulted his mind as flashes of images appeared in his mind. "Aaargh," the boy held his scream as he grabbed his head with both his hands. The pain slowly subsided as he tried to make sense of the images inside his head. These seemed like memories but they were not his own. Once be was free from the piercing headache, he analysed these ''memories'' that were his but not his own. Once he went through them, his jaw dropped from shock, not believing it to be true. "No way!" the boy gasped. "How is this possible?" [Ding! The Dimension System welcomes Host to the Harry Potter world.] "What?!" gasped the boy, looking up. "Who said that?!" [Ding! I ... the Dimension System said that. I am a system that binds to the soul of someone that has just died that is extremely dissatisfied with the ending of any work of fiction and brings them to that world so that they can change it to how they see fit.] "No way," muttered the boy. [Ding! Yes way. Of course, the soul that I bring must possess the absolute quality to elevate the world of fiction into a higher tier.] "How did this happen?" [Ding! Host has died in his original world. System found Host''s soul to be most compatible to bind with. Then System travelled through the dimension bridge into this Harry Potter world. Host''s soul has now merged this world''s Harry Potter and since Host''s soul was stronger, Host has gained dominant control over the physical body.] "So I was and am Harry Potter in both world," muttered Harry. "Wait, what about my mother?" [Ding! Host''s mother has also died. But Host needs not worry since Host''s mother has already passed into the afterlife.] "I see, so what happens now?" [Ding! Now Host needs to live his life as Harry Potter of this world. System reminder: Host does not have to follow the storyline of the books. Although major events will occur as they did in the books. The stronger Host is, the bigger changes Host can bring to these major events. Please open Newbie gift pack from Inventory. Just calling it out from your mind will be sufficient.] 2 Eyes, Spell & Ron "I''m not really in the mood for this right now," said Harry in a gloomy tone. [Ding! Host?] "My mother and I just died, dammit! You want me to be happy about that?" [Ding! Host is still alive. Life and death are part of the natural cycle. Death is not the end.] "I''m grieving the separation with someone I love!" said Harry angrily. "You want me to not even grieve? **** you, system!" [Ding! Host is entitled to grieve as much as Host wishes. Host must also remember to take steps towards Host''s future whether Host likes it or not. The world will not stop just so Host can grieve. All must continue moving forward.] Harry was quiet. He knew the system was right. Yet he still mourned the death of his mother. His eyes blurred and tears rolled down his cheeks. Seconds turned into minutes. He suddenly clenched his teeth and wiped his tears. "System, open the gift pack." [Ding! Opening beginner gift pack ... opened. Sharingan x1 Flipendo x1 Heaven''s Path Divine Art Fighter 1-dan Forging Breath Manual x1 System Credit - x5000] "What the **** is this s**t?" exclaimed Harry, standing you in shock. "Except for the Flippendo spell, none of the others are from the Harry Potter world!!" [Ding! System is known as the Dimension System. Almost all abilities and skills of other Dimensions are available for Host to obtain through the system.] "Then does that mean I''ll be able to travel to otter realms too?" asked Harry, started to get excited. [Ding! As long as as Host has reached the peak of this world.] "Then what about my old world? Can I return there?" asked Harry with a hopeful tone. [Ding! Host has already died in his old world. It''s not possible for Host to return to his old world.] "Oh,"muttered Harry, getting gloomy. [Ding! Does host wish to learn new abilities and skills?] "Yes, let''s learn the Sharingan first and then Flipendo," said Harry, his eyes starting to gleam. [Ding! Sharingan learned Sharingan: Level: 1 (1 tomoe), Exp (0/500) Flipendo learned] Harry''s eyes suddenly became itchy as he received the notification as if there was ants crawling within them and caused him to hiss with discomfort. However, this did not last long as information about the Knockback-jinx soon flooded his mind. Harry relished at the new knowledge. In his previous life, he was famous at school as a book-worm as he almost always had a book at hand to read. He was very fond of new knowledge and welcomed it like a sponge absorbing water. He opened his eyes when the feeling of irritation went away and found his vision to be enhanced by leaps and bounds. Harry was able to see details of his surroundings with more clarity. He turned around and looked at his reflection at the carriage window. What started back at him was a scrawny face with messy black hair and red eyes. His eyes had a circle with a tomoe on it. Harry took out his wand to try out the new spell he just learned but was interrupted by a growl that came from his stomach and a feeling of tiredness. [Ding! It is recommended for Host to stop supplying the Sharingan as Host''s magic reserves are currently too low.] "How do I do that?" asked Harry. [Ding! Simply will it and imagine cutting off a water supply to your eyes.] Harry did as was asked and the feeling of tiredness receded. His eyesight was less sharp but was still vastly improved compared to before his Sharingan was activated. He took of his round glasses and put it aside after folding it. "Wait, don''t I need Chakra for the Sharingan?" asked Harry. [Ding! Chakra is a form of energy like magic in this world. The system had slightly altered the properties of the Sharingan to use magic like it would Chakra.] Just then the door of his compartment slid open and a red haired boy stood. "Hello, is that seat taken?" asked the boy, pointing at the seat opposite Harry. "Everywhere else is full." "No, take it if you want," said Harry, waving his hand. "Thanks," said the red head. "By the way, I never introduced myself even though we met earlier. I''m Ron Weasly." "Harry Potter," replied Harry. "Are you really?" asked Ron excitedly. "My brothers were saying you were Harry Potter but I thought they were just joking." Harry simply pulled up his hair covering his forehead to reveal a lightning shaped scar. Ron''s eyes shot wide open. "Bloody hell, you really are Harry Potter," exclaimed Ron. "I heard you lived with muggles. What were they like?" "Like any other human beings," replied Harry, shrugging his shoulders. "Only without magic." "You know, you''re a lot more laid back than I thought you''d be," said Ron, surprised. "I''m really not, I''ve had a lot happen to me in the last couple of hours than I would like to," said Harry, shifting his eyes. Harry slouched back against his seat with a gloomy look. Ron looked at him with a confused look and was about to say something when the door to their compartment slid open and middle aged woman said with a smile, "Anything off the cart, dears?" Harry''s eyes lit up and he energetically jumped off his seat. "I''ll take four of everything you''ve got." The woman was surprised at his enthusiasm and big order but still complied and gave Harry his order and collected her payment. Ron was shocked at how much Harry had ordered and looked at the variety of food with a look of envy. "Just how much do you eat?" asked Ron, his eyes not leaving the delicacies. "Normally a lot, but I don''t know about today," replied Harry truthfully. "Dig in with me." "Are you sure?" asked Ron nervously. "Less talking and more eating you freckle faced red head," said Harry, slightly annoyed. "Then don''t mind if I do," said Ron happily. The duo began eating like they have been starved for days. As the minutes slowly turned into hours, the food slowly tricked down and what was left in their place was wraps and packaging. When they started opening the chocolate frogs, Ron was the only one who showed great enthusiasm. Harry could never understand what was so great about collecting cards and only focused on the food. Very soon, both boys were stuffed you the point they could not even take another bite. "I can''t believe there''s someone my age who could eat more than me," said Ron with a sheepish smile plastered on his face. "I''m surprised too," said Harry, standing while he stretched his hands above his head. "I didn''t think this body could handle so much food." 3 Hermione & Fighting? Harry wanted to talk with the system but he didn''t want to do it in front of Ron. Harry always found Ron annoying in the books. He had a lot of talent and the potential to become really strong but Ron was always doubting himself and had this low self-esteem what with having high achieving siblings. It had led to the rise in his jealousy for Harry in the books that led their friendship falling apart in their fourth year during the Triwizard Tournament and during the events in the Deathly Hallows. Even in his past life, Harry was an only child so he could not put himself in Ron''s shoes. But Harry had a firm belief in hard work that was instilled in him by his mother. He wanted Ron to overcome his inferiority-complex but he didn''t feel like baby-sitting the red head. Harry himself was in turmoil from the loss of his mother. Maybe he could help this freckled faced idiot to gain confidence in himself but that is something to think about at another time. Harry remembered from reading light novels from his previous life that those with systems could talk mentally, therefore, he wanted to try that. "System?" thought Harry. [Ding! Host?] "Wow, so that really works," thought Harry excitedly. "I want to ask about the system points I was awarded. Is that for purchasing items?" [Ding! Host is correct. System has a shop function that can be unlocked when Host completes a mission for it.] "I see, so system has a mission function too," thought Harry, grinning happily. "Let me guess, that mission hasn''t been issued yet." [Ding! Host is correct. Missions are only issued when Host meets certain conditions.] "I see, well I explore your functions when we get to Hogwarts. By the way, can you protect my memories from being seen? I don''t want others to know I''m from another world. I most definitely don''t the Sorting Hat to know since chances are high it might notify Dumbledore." [Ding! Host needs not worry. I can block any mind invaders from gaining knowledge about anything they should not; mainly your original world and the system.] "Harry, what are you doing?" asked Ron, looking at Harry with a weird expression. "Stretching, it helps me get rid of the stuffed feeling from overeating," replied Harry. Just then, the compartment door opened and Harry came face to face with a bushy brown haired girl. Harry was shocked. Not due to the sudden appearance of the surprised girl but from how she looked "Oh my god!" screamed Harry in his head. "The book ****ing LIED! She. Is. HOT!! I mean for an eleven year old girl! Just imagine when she''s older!" "What are you doing?" asked the girl in a bossy tone. "Yep the personality matches," thought Harry. "Stretching." "Well, alright," said the girl. "Have you seen a toad? A boy called Neville lost his." "No, I haven''t," replied Harry shaking his head. "But they''ll find it so you don''t need to worry. Why don''t you come in? Have you eaten yet?" "I''ve had lunch but I am feeling a little peckish," said the girl walking into the compartment. "We still have food left untouched," said Harry, offering the seat next to himself. "Thank you, I''m Hermione Granger by the way," Hermione introduced herself. "I''m Harry Potter, a pleasure to meet you," said Harry with a smile. "Are you really?" said Hermione. "I know all about you. I''ve had some extra reading and you have been mentioned in quite a few books. By the way, do you know what house you''ll be in? I hope I''ll be in Gryffindor but Ravenclaw wouldn''t be so bad either. Well, you''d best change into your robes. We will be arriving in Hogwarts soon." Ron was stunned at the speed the girl was talking and felt annoyed at being ignored. He looked at the smiling Harry and gave him a confused look. "You''re quite the mouthful, aren''t you?" said a gloomy Ron. "Sorry, I didn''t notice you, did you say something?" said Hermione. Harry looked at Ron with a glare. "Stupid red-head. There''s no way I''m letting you have this Bella," thought Harry. "She''s right. Let''s change." Harry and Ron took their time to change into their uniform. Hermione was staring at Harry as if she was trying to find something. Harry noticed and didn''t say anything as he continued changing. When he finished, he returned Hermione''s stare, causing her to slightly blush. "What''s wrong?" asked Harry. "I don''t know, you have this strange vibe about you," replied Hermione. "Could it be because I''m the MC?" asked Harry, cupping his chin. "MC of what?" asked Ron. "The MC of my life," smirked Harry. The compartment doors opened again but this time there were three boys standing by the door. "Is it true?" asked the middle pale-faced boy. "They''re saying all the train that Ha-!" "Flipendo! Flipendo! Flipendo!" The three boys were struck by an invisible force and were knocked back into the train corridor. They collided with the train window and were knocked out immediately. "Whoah! I didn''t know Flipendo was that strong!" thought Harry, his wand still pointing towards the door. "That had the same effect as a Stupify. I''ll have to ask the system later." "Harry, what did you do?" shrieked Hermione. "We''ll get into trouble for fighting!" "Fighting?" said Harry with an innocent face. "Who was fighting? Were you fighting, Ron? Hermione?" "I saw no-one fighting," said Ron, grinning from ear to ear as he shut the compartment door. "See? No fighting, no trouble." Hermione opened her mouth and was about to say something when a voice echoed throughout the train as it began to slow down. "Hogwarts Express will be shortly at Hogwarts. Please leave your luggage on the train and it will be take to the school separately. You are advised to take your seats." "Look, we are advised to take our seats," said Harry, smirking madly. "We don''t want to get into trouble now do we?" 4 The Sorting Ha The train continuously slowed down and Harry & Ron stuffed their pockets with the leftover sweets. The train finally stopped. The trio joined the crowded corridor to see the three boys Harry had knocked out bring woken up by one of the older students. Harry ignored them and followed. "Ye'' all get yer firs'' sight o'' Hogwarts in a sec," Hagrid called over his shoulder, "jus'' round this bend here." The narrow path opened onto the edge of a lake. Looking past the black lake, a humongous castle could be seen perched up on a mountain with numerous turrets and towers with many windows that sparkled like the stars in the sky. Everyone was dazzled by the beautiful sight. The first year students sat on the small boats in groups of fours and moved towards the castle as the cold air seeped past their clothes. The eyes of the first years never left the humongous castle as it slowly loomed over their heads while they sailed forward. Very soon they approached a tunnel and the boats carried them underneath the castle. They soon reached what seemed to be an underground harbour where got off. The crowd walked up a passageway that led them to a damp grassy landing where they were overshadowed by the castle. Walking up a stairway, Hagrid and the first years came face to face with a huge oak front door. Hagrid raised his fist and slammed at the oak door sending out resounding sounds. The oak door slung open and a tall, black-haired witch in emerald-green robes stood there with a very stern face. Harry immediately felt comfortable around the woman. "Welcome to Hogwarts," said Professor McGonagall. "The start-of-term banquet will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you will be sorted into your houses. The Sorting is a very important ceremony because, while you are here, your house will be something like your family within Hogwarts. You will have classes with the rest of your house, sleep in your house dormitory, and spend free time in your house common room. The four houses are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each house has its own noble history and each has produced outstanding witches and wizards. While you are at Hogwarts, your triumphs will earn your house points, while any rulebreaking will lose house points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup, a great honor. I hope each of you will be a credit to whichever house becomes yours. The Sorting Ceremony will take place in a few minutes in front of the rest of the school. I suggest you all smarten yourselves up as much as you can while you are waiting. I shall return when we are ready for you. Please wait here." Saying that, Professor McGonagall turned as left. "Hey system, can you change my hairstyle?" said Harry in his head. [Ding! Yes. How would you like it?] "Please make it how it was in my previous life," said Harry in his mind. "I''ll show you how it looked in my mind." [Ding! Changing hairstyle ... it will take 30 seconds to complete.] Just then, Harry heard a shuffling behind him and an annoying voice reached his ears making him frown: "Potter, you will pay for what you did at the train!" Harry turned around only to see the pale faced boy from the train with his two lackeys. "Sorry, I''m not generous enough to donate to the poor," said Harry, waving his hand. "Go bug someone who will feel sorry for you." "You! Do you know who I am?" exploded the boy. "A sickly creature? A slimey slug? An unwanted child?" said Harry innocently causing everyone around to start laughing. "How dare you mock me, a pureblood Malfoy?" roared Malfoy. "A pureblood Malfoy? What''s that? A new sub-specie of slugs? Are you here so that you can be examined? A slug that looks half human and can talk human language must be rate. Better be careful. Some lunatic might kidnap you for his own collection." "You ...!!!" Malfoy''s face had gone red from the insults Harry was dishing out to him which caused everyone to laugh even harder. Just when he opened his mouth to say something else, Harry heard someone coughing. Professor McGonagall had returned. "Now, form a line," Professor McGonagall told the first years, "and follow me." Forming a line, the first years followed across the hall, through a set of double oak doors and into the Great Hall. The Great Hall was just as it was described in the book: an utter masterpiece. Harry smiled and enjoyed the sight to his heart''s content. "Now this is the life," thought Harry, nodding his head in satisfaction. "I''ll definitely go around exploring the world for sights like this." Harry heard Hermione from behind him whisper, "Its bewitched to look like the sky outside. I read about it in Hogwarts, A History." "Now why did I know she was going to say that," mused Harry. The group walked down the hall and upon reaching the platform where the teachers were seated. At the end of the platform, Professor McGonagall stood next to a stool that had a old black hat perched on top. She opened the parchment that she held in her hand. "When I call your name, you will put on the hat and sit on the stool to be sorted. Hannah Abbott!" A pink faced blond girl walked up and sat on the stool as she wore the hat. A second later - "HUFFLEPUFF!!!" A roar echoed out of the hat and load cheers covered the Great Hall from the Hufflepuff table. "Susan Bones." "HUFFLEPUFF!!!" "Terry Boot." "RAVENCLAW!!!" The names continued to be called out and the students were slowly sorted into their houses. Just like the book, Lavender Brown and Seamus Fennigan were placed in Gryffindor. After them - "Hermione Granger." She went up on stage and wore the hat as she sat on the stool. After about a minute, the Sorting Hat screamed again. "GRYFFINDOR!!!" Hermione happily jumped off the stool and ran towards the Gryffindor table and took a seat. "That''s my girl," thought Harry, nodding. "Can''t have you in a different house." The rest of the first years slowly got sorted into their respective houses. Neville''s Sorting took the longest so far but like the book, he too went to Gryffindor. "That boy ... I''ve decided! Once I''ve sorted myself out, I''ll definitely train him. He''s alright," thought Harry. Malfoy and his two lackeys got into Slytherine as expected. "I''ll definitely make like hell for you boys or my name will not be Harry Potter," thought Harry, an evil grin spreading across his face. "Maybe I should feed them Polyjuice Potion. But what to turn them into? There are so many choices." Suddenly, a voice broke his train of thoughts. "Harry Potter!" As Harry stepped forward, whispers broke forward all across the hall. He looked across the Gryffindor table, he saw Hermione giving him a confused look. "When did he change his hair style?" The Sorting Hat fell on his head and a voice called out in his ears. "Hmmm ... interesting ... oh, this very interesting. Fascinating mind you have here, Mr. Potter. Oh my, this is some talent you have ... Ravenclaw will nourish your great intellect ... but you will also flourish in Slytherine ... yes, you have a very cunning mind ... it seems you don''t hesitate to go the extra when it comes to taking down your enemy ... but you desire a family that you have lost and you''re not afraid of hard work and value loyalty very highly ... Hufflepuff can definitely help you with that. No, wait! Your heart is mighty like a dragon and your pride is endless like a Phoenix. You face your adversary head on without fear. You are a true Gryffindor. But you can also make very good use of the people around you and you can read then very well ... This is very difficult. Where should I put you? You are a true Gryffindor, Slytherine, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff ... all in one ... a full package and you''ll be equally great in each house!" "Aaaarrrrrgggghhhh!" screamed Harry in his mind, shocking the Sorting Hat. "You stupid Hat! You are pushing off my edge! If you continue with your nonsense I''ll find a way to burn you to ash and blow you into the wind! Just put me into Gryffindor!" "Well, if you''re sure, better be GRYFFINDOR!!!" 5 Erratic Emotions Harry took off the Sorting Hat and was about make his way to the Gryffindior table when he noticed the most pecular sight. Silence. Pure and complete silence. Harry looked at the student and the only thing that stared back at him were shocked expressions. The amount of detail that registered in his mind greatly surprised him. It was like looking things in HD. Harry turned his head and looked at Professor McGonagall and noticed another highly detailed shocked expression. "Mr. Potter, your eyes," said Professor McGonagall with a trembling voice. "Oh shit, I must have accidentally activated my Sharingan," thought Harry. "That explains the HD vision." "Ah yes, my eyes become like this every now and then," said Harry, deactivating his Sharingan. "Nothing to worry about." "I see," said Professor McGonagall, showing a hint of a nervous smile. Harry began walking towards the Gryffindor table that have been the quietest they had ever been. "What''s the matter, you lot? You''re not happy to have me? Want me to join Slytherine hahaha?" "Oh, hell no!" roared the Gryffindor table. "Welcome to Gryffindor, Harry. It''s not every day we get a famous name." "Hahahaha, now that''s a welcome, hahahah," said Harry, laughing. He sat down next Hermione and noticed her looking at him with eyes full of curiosity. "You like what you''re seeing, beautiful?" asked Harry with a teasing smile. Hermione suddenly blushed and looked away, making Harry laugh more. "Look at what we -!" " -have here. Little -!" " -Harry thinks he''s -!" " -got game." Harry turned his head to see the Weasley twins grinning like fools. "Ladies, please," said Harry, sitting up with a slight arrogant look, very much like how Sasuke Uchiha did in Naruto. "I have more game in my pinky finger than you will ever have in your whole lives." Everyone who heard Harry''s reply had their jaws drop. But non had it worse than Fred & George Weasley. Suddenly Ron burst into a mad laughter. "Hahahaha ... you two ... got owned .... hahahaha!" roared the boy sitting next to the twins in laughter. "Silence, please," said Professor McGonagall in her usual strict tone. The rest of the Sorting Ceremony carried on as per canon style. After Dumbledore''s speech, the food magically appeared and everyone began eating. Ron had come to sit next to Harry to which he acted like the red head did not even exist. Harry and Ron ate like starved children, which greatly shocked and amused the students around the table. Hermione looked at the two boys wolfing down the food, she was slightly repulsed at Ron''s bad table manners, but was pleasantly surprised at Harry''s graceful style of eating. From picking up his cutlery to choosing his food to placing it in his mouth and chewing, all movementa were fluid and graceful and at that moment he appeared like a noble. Hermione looked more closely at the black haired boy sitting gracefully next to him, eating. She looked at his black hair, the style of which had been changed somehow and she didn''t know when he had managed to magically change it. She like the neat haircut and it looked really good on him. The she looked at his face. When Hermione first met Harry at the train, she saw was surprised to see a sense of maturity he had that was beyond his age. Now, after spending a bit more with him, Hermione found that the feeling of maturity she had sensed was stronger that made the aura around him more defined, albeit still faint. Every time she looked at Harry''s eyes, she could clearly see that he was grieving. It did not take a genius to figure that out. Harry also looked lost and out of place. All in all, the feeling she got from him was that he was strong-willed and very mature with a cunning mind. That coupled with what she had seen in his eyes, Hermione concluded that he was having something like an identity crises. "I hope you sort out whatever that''s bothering you, Harry," whispered Hermione in Harry''s ears. Harry looked around in surprise to find Hermione with a determined look. "Where did that come from?" he thought. She smiled at him and continued eating. "What a surprise," thought Harry. "I didn''t know she could read people. Or am I really that easy to read?" The dinner continued and everyone chatted away happily. Harry was once again surprised at how much he could eat. After everyone had their fill of the good food, Harry and everyone one else were lead to their dorm rooms. After the long train journey, everyone was tired and went straight to bed. They would have classes the next day. Harry sat on his bed imitating a meditative pose and closed his eyes. He didn''t have to wait long before his dorm mates fell asleep. "System," called out Harry in his head. "I believe some questions are owed." [Ding! What questions does Host have?] "First, why did you bind with me?" [Ding! Because Host''s soul was compatible with the system.] "Second, how did I die?" [Ding! Access Denied! Host has insufficient authorization!] "Insufficient authorisation? When will my authorization be sufficient?" [Ding! When Host reaches the peak of this world!] "Who made you?" [Ding! Access Denied! Insufficient authorization!] "Why could I eat so much?" [Ding! Due to the merging of Host''s soul with your current body!] "When is the merging process going to finish?" [Ding! The merging finished when Host was being sorted into your house!] "So that''s why my Sharingan got activated." [Ding! Host needs to come to terms with his new identity! Host''s growth will be impeded if Host fails! System reminds Host that Host no longer have the World''s protection the old Harry Potter had!] "What do you mean?" [Ding! World''s Protection goes by the name of Plot Armour in Host''s old world!] "So why do I needed you?" asked Harry. [Ding! To offer Host the protection and power!] "**** you and your protection!" roared Harry in his head, his face twisting in anger. "You bring me to a ****ing new world and tell me that my mother and I have already died!! You expect me to live the life of a buffoon who had confidence issues?! **** you!! I AM HARRY POTTER OF MY WORLD!! I MAY BE IN THIS WORLD BUT I WILL LIVE MY LIFE AS I SEE FIT!!! Go find another sucker to take you in!" [Ding! Host needs to calm down!] "I will NOT calm down! You are you not giving me the answers I want! And I will not play your stupid game! I will become the peak existence of this world myself! I will not rely on a tool like you! For all I know, you could have killed me to bring me to this world! Get out of my head, soul or body - whatever you have bound yourself to!" [Ding! Host will regret his decision!] "I will not! I did not have you in my previous life nor did I need you! I will not have you in this life nor will I need! And take back the Sharingan! I don''t want them!" Harry was panting from anger. Never in his whole life had he been so angry. The pent-up emotions that he had been holding back had finally started to released. There was silence. The thing that could be heard were the rapid breathing of Harry and the slight snores of his roommates. One minute ... two minutes ... three minutes ... five minutes ... And then, finally ... [Ding! As System is part of Host now, it is impossible to diffuse with Host without killing Host as Host and System has become merged together. However, since Host has expressed his strong desire to reject the System, System will undergo shut down. Host''s Sharingan will remain and will continue to evolve. Two basic function of System will remain active. That is Scan where Host''s information will be presented to Host in a numerical format and Inventory where Host can store items. System will only turn online should Host wishes!] Following the System''s speech, silence followed. Harry kept his eyes closed and a habit he had developed in his past life took over. Sitting on his bed, Harry crossed his legs and continued sitting in a meditative state. His mind slowly calmed and cleared. His breathing stabilised and became deep. Inhale ... exhale ... inhale ... exhale ... "Right ... Let''s think ...," thought Harry. "I don''t know how or why, but I''ve died in my old world. I''ve come to Harry Potter and have taken over his body. Not only that, but I seem to have also gained his memories. But the more important part here is my future. I need to make my own path and walk it. Even though I''m me and not this world''s Harry, I still have to deal with Voldemort. I have until the last match of the Triwizard Tournament to find a way to kill his soul part that is in me. But that is only if I plan on letting Peter Pettigrew to escape. But that is something I don''t plan on doing. Which means I can predict what''s going to happen accurately for the next three years and I will mostly have control over the events. After that, I would have changed the timeline too much for me to accurately predict the future. But I''ll deal with that later. For now let''s keep meditating and gain more control over my emotions. They have been really erratic all day." 6 Discovery Harry continued with his meditation and the seconds trickled into minutes. His mind became calmer and calmer with his breathing becoming more and more stable. He entered a serene state he had never known existed. He lost track of time. After an unknown period of time Harry felt his awareness had increased and he felt something. Whenever he used to meditate in his past life, he would stop thinking and simply went by whatever he was feeling. This was strengthened now and he had a hunch that it had something to do with his soul merging with the original Harry''s soul and as a result, the result was a stronger one soul. Harry continued feeling his surroundings with his enhanced awareness and found tiny particles of light dancing all around him. They were small, the size of tiny sand grains. He found that a small number of them were entering his body through his pores. He extended his consciousness to touch them and see if he could increase the number of these small light particles that entered his pores. Harry slowly guided the small light particles to come closer to him with care as if they were precious delicate glass. As he did so, many of these tiny lights rushed into his body through his pores, as if embracing a long lost lover. Harry''s body received a jolt. He turned his attention towards his body and only to find the light particles melting and joining a bright network of light energy spreading throughout his body. They resembled the network of blood vessels but they weren''t. They ran parallel to the blood vessels and found they were nourishing his body and mind. Harry continued guiding the light particles around him and they entered his body like a torrent of water. His mind and body were constantly being nourished and soon found himself fully energised. Harry opened his eyes, his might still calm like clear and still water. He found he couldn''t see the little light particles with his naked eye but could feel they were all around him. Harry took his pillow and placed it in front of him and closed his eyes again. The little light particles appeared once more, dancing brighter than ever around him. He wanted to cast the Levitatation spell and as soon as the intention was formed, the tiny light particles danced around happily and started surrounding the pillow. Harry also found that a small amount of light particles detached itself from his energy network flowed out of his body surrounding the pillow, slowly raising it into the air. "Oh my god," gasped Harry in shock. "Did I just do what I think I did?" ____________________ During his hours of mediation and playing around with spells during the night, Harry was finally too exhausted mentally to continue. Although absorbing the light particles relieved Harry''s of his fatigue, his mental fatigue still accumulated, forcing him to fall asleep. The next morning Harry woke up at dawn fully recovering from his mental fatigue. He went into the ground for a jogging session. At this time, there were hardly an students that were awake. The very few early birds that woke up were still either in their dorm room or in their house common room. Harry slowly increased his speed to find his body''s speed and endurance limit. Not even ten minutes had passed that he was gasping for air as he slumped on the ground. "Damn ... this body ... is weak ...," muttered Harry, as he tried to stabilize his breathing. "I knew ... Harry was ... going to be ... physically weak, but ... this is ridiculous." After resting for a few minutes, Harry resumed his running, however, he kept his speed at a slow sprint while regulating his breathing. This time he managed to extend the time of jogging to about twenty minutes before slumping on the ground again, exhausted. He sat cross-legged and started circulating the absorbing the light particles - to which he now referred to as mana particles -in the air in meditative position. He found that his speed of absorption was faster than the previous night by a large margin. He also noticed that the mana particles he was absorbing were nourishing his physical body, relieving it of its fatigue. It was not long before his body''s capacity to hold the amount of mana was filled to the brim. However, he felt a qualitative change in the his mana network. They seemed sturdier and more refined, and it''s shine was clearer. Happy was very happy about his improvement, Harry resumed his jogging and was very excited to see he keep sprinting at a slightly faster pace and for a longer period of time before dropping to the ground, exhausted. He started circulating the magic in his body around his mana reserves to drive away his physical fatigue. This was something he had discovered last night that he could do when he was trying to figure out how the mana particles worked. With his fatigue gone, he sensed that he had used about two-third of the mana in his body. He quickly refilled his mana reserves and started making his way back to his dorm. By this time, the sun had already come out and the other student were getting ready for their first day of term. "This explains why wizards hardly ever gets ill," thought Harry. "Magic really strengthens the body and it has healing properties. This is going to make it so much more easier to train my body." After changing into his uniform in his dorm and having breakfast at the great hall, Harry went to his first class of term; Transfiguration with Professor McGonagall. Upon entering the classroom, Harry saw that majority of the students had already arrived. He was one of the few that came last. Those that had already arrived were chatting away, completely ignoring the cat that was perched on the professor''s desk. Harry walked up to the cat and stood in front of it. After staring at the cat for a few seconds, Harry stretched out his hand but stopped halfway. He smiled at the cat and mouthed a few words before turning around and taking a seat next to Hermione. The cat looked at Harry curiously. After everyone was seated the cat jumped from the table and transformed into Professor McGonagall, greatly shocking all the students. "Good morning, everyone. My name is Minerva McGonagall and I will be taking you through the course of Transfiguration. What I just demonstrated was the peak of what can be achieved in Transfiguration by any wizard. Can any of you tell me what it''s called?" The hand of a certain book-worm immediately shot up. "Miss Granger?" "It''s called an Animagus. It''s the highest feat that can be achieved by any wizard with only seven registered Animagus in Britain," replied Hermione. "Well done, Miss Granger, five points to Gryffindor. It is known as an Animagus, as pointed out by Miss Granger. It is almost impossible to differentiate an Amimagus and a normal animal, as evident by the fact that none of you save but one could tell," said Professor McGonagall, looking at Harry with a smile. "Good morning to you too, Mr Potter." "You should all understand the difficulty in becoming an Animagus is and how difficult the noble art of Transfiguration is just due to the fact there are so few Animagus in the country. It is the most dangerous branch of magic taught at Hogwarts. Can anyone tell me why?" This time another hand shot up. "Mr Potter?" "Let''s imagine transfiguring a shard of poisonous glass into a glass of water and feed it to someone you don''t like," said Harry with a smirk. "What do you suppose will happen when that water transforms back into the shard of poisonous glass?" Almost everyone shuddered with fear as they imagined such a scenario. In fact, a chill even went down Professor McGonagall''s spine. "Harry, with a mind like yours, why are you not in Slytherine?" asked Ron from behind Harry. "You''re asking the wrong Hat, red-head," replied Harry, causing Hermione to stifle a giggle. "Ahem ... now you all understand that Transfiguration is not a subject to be taken lightly. There have never been a great wizard who has ever flunked this subject; rather they have excelled at it," said Professor McGonagall. "A few points to always remember before Transfiguring anything. One, never, ever Transfigure anything into gas or liquid. Two, it is very important to never use Transfiguration if you don''t know the exact outcome. Three - this is the most important point - never ever even think of using Transfiguration magic on yourself without my permission! Only after gaining my satisfaction will you ever be allowed to do it elsewhere. If you are ever caught breaking any of the above rules - which you will be - you will be expelled from Hogwarts! Am I clear?" All students nodded their heads and went quite. "So that mean I''ll have to tell her about wanting to become an Animagus," thought Harry, frowning. "This strict crane will definitely force me to register if she finds out." Seeing that her point had been made, she continued. "Now, as long as you tread with care, Transfiguration can be very fun. Our first class will be transforming the matchstick in front of you into a needle. Please follow my demonstration exactly as I do it," said Professor McGonagall. 7 Shock & Talk Professor McGonagall showed everyone how to do the transforming. During this point, Harry closed his eyes and tried to feel how the mana particles behaved. He noticed them dancing around Professor McGonagall''s wand and flowing towards the matchstick. The mana particles slowly changed the shape of the matchstick into a needle. "The mana particle behaved in a slightly more complex manner than when I used the Levitation Spell last night," thought Harry, cupping his chin. "And I didn''t need to cast the spell chant; I simply willed the spell to take effect. Aside from the complexity of the mana particles behaviour, it seems like the intention behind the spell is also important. It makes sense since it was mentioned by Voldemort when the other Harry used the Cruciatus Curse against Bellatrix. But when a spell is created, is it the complex structure of the mana particles that is bound with the spell chant, the intention or both? And why do we need even a wand to channel the magic?" "Something on your mind, Mr Potter?" asked Professor McGonagall. Harry looked up to see Professor McGonagall standing in beside him. "Professor, why is it necessary that we need to use a wand and a chant to cast a spell? Surely it''s easier to cause the intended effect without the need for a wand and a complicated chant." "You''re referring to chantless and wandless magic," said Professor McGonagall. "That is a more advanced form of magic that will be taught to students in their sixth and seventh year." "But that is after conditioning the mind for the need for chants and wands for five long years," argued Harry. "Does that not make it extremely difficult for wizards to change from using wands and chants to discarding them? And you still have not answered my first question." "The wand and the chant is used as a medium to help new wizards like yourself to have better control their magic," said Professor McGonagall. "The more powerful wizards will be able to use wandless and chantless magic as they grow older. Don''t forget that using uncontrolled magic can be very dangerous both for the wizard and for those around them." "You''re really not making a strong argument, Professor McGonagall," said Harry. Even in his past life, he didn''t understand the need for wands as wizards have been around for far longer than mediums like wands. Also, in some other parts of the world like Africa and Asia, they use mediums other than wands, right? "I see that using wands and chants as a way to limit a wizards potential. And isn''t Professor Dumbledore the most powerful wizard alive? Can he use wandless and chantless magic as efficiently as when using a wand?" Professor McGonagall was at a loss for words as she fell into contemplation. Harry might appear as anti-wand and anti-chant, but she felt his words had some truth in them. Had wizards truly grown such dependency over wands and chants? Before students began their time at Hogwarts, there had been many young wizards that had accidentally used magic unknowingly without the need for wands and chants. Suddenly, she felt a chill run down her spine and shuddered as she looked at Harry looking at her innocently. "I''m not sure about Professor Dumbledore''s proficiency level without using chants or his wand," said Professor McGonagall. "As for our conversation regarding using chantless and wandless magic, let''s leave that for another time. It will be a lengthy conversation we still have our class to get through." Harry took out his wand and began transforming the matchstick. Although he had used his wand to cast a spell in the train, he could not see then the interaction of the mana particles with the wand. He wanted to observe the phenomenon and see how it differed from when he was using magic without a wand. Harry closed his eyes again and started channelling his mana into his wand. He felt a suction force when the mana flowed into the wand. As his mana flowed through the wand, he felt it being empowered as if being fed a powerful tonic, however, he also felt the speed at which the mana travelled through the wand was slowed down slightly. He opened his eyes as he waved his wand over the matchstick transforming it into a needle. Harry transformed another matchstick into a tread and had it flow through the needle. He then has the tread walk around the table and do a somersault before calmly lying on the table. Professor McGonagall was surprised at his command over magic and praised him in front of the class awarding Gryffindor fifteen points. Many students looked at him with envy. Harry ignored the looks his classmates were giving him and shifted his attention to the brown haired girl next to him. It took her a little longer to transform the matchstick into a needle, earning a further ten points. "Harry, how did you do that with the needle and tread?" asked Hermione, her voice filled with curiosity. "I can teach you later if you want," replied Harry with a smile. "And what you were saying about wandless magic, you seem to know a lot about," asked Hermione, unable to hold back anymore. "Maybe, you interested?" asked Harry in a teasing manner. "Of course I am," replied Hermione, nodding her head like a woodpecker. Harry looked at her excited face and shining eyes. He simply smiled at her and took out his Transfiguration book and started reading. "Why does this girl feel different from how she was portrayed in the books?" thought Harry while reading. Soon the class was over and the students started trickling out of the classroom. Harry got up from his seat and started making his way out of the classroom. "Wait for it ...!" "Mr Potter, could you stay behind please?" called out Professor McGonagall. "And there we have ...!" thought Harry. It wasn''t until all the students were gone before Professor McGonagall talked to him. "So Mr. Potter, care to tell me who taught you for you to achieve such familiarity and precise control over magic?" said Professor McGonagall, her tone laced with seriousness. "And was it the same person who asked you to pose those questions regarding wandless and chantless magic? There''s also the matter of your eyes changing." "Sigh ... Professor ... if I told you the truth, you would find it unbelievable at best," said Harry with a sigh. "Tell me anyway!" "Very will! Saying that my childhood with my aunt and uncle have not been easy is putting it politely. So to calm myself, I would occasionally meditate. This soon became a habit. Not a lot happened to me magically, but what I found was that it was easier to calm my mind and gain control over my emotions and I think all that time I spend in meditation must have helped improve my control on my magic. In regards to my eyes, they only started changing recently and it mostly happened when my emotions run wild. But as you can see now, my eyes return to normal when I''m calm. I honestly don''t know how they are changing. But one thing it has done is that my eyesight started drastically improving every time they got activated. Last night when I went to my dorm room, I started my habitual meditation before going to sleep. I found that I could sense small grains of light particles in the air which I concluded were the magic found in this world of ours. Also, I found a network of light that ran parallel to my blood vessels. After observing both the light network in me and the tiny light particles in the air, I found that I could absorb them. Once I did, they joined the light network in my body and became a part of it, making it stronger. I also found that I could control these light particles so I decided to test it. I willed the light particles to surround my pillow and raise it. The light particles danced around my pillow and raised it into the air. I realised I had achieved the same effect as the Levitation Spell ''Wingardium Leviosa''. That''s where I started questioning the use of spell chants and wands. Are they even necessary if I can the same without them? This morning I woke up at dawn to confirm another theory of mine. Can we increase our body''s magic capacity? Since our bodies contain certain amount of magic, if our bodies became stronger, can it hold more magic? To hold more magic, do we need stronger bodies? I started jogging and got exhausted very quickly. As you can see, I don''t have the strongest of physiques. Once I got too tired, I started channel the magic in my body to get rid of my fatigue. It worked, but it used up the magic stored in my magic reserves. So I started absorbing more magic from the air. I repeated this action a few times and what I discovered proved my hunch. My magic reserves became sturdier and slightly bigger than they had been the night before. And after recovering after getting exhausted every time, I found my body is also a little bit stronger. This proved my theory of stronger body holding more magic." After finishing his long narration, Harry could clearly see the immense shock in Professor McGonagall''s face. She was so shocked that she could even forgot to talk for multiple minutes, just staring at Harry. "Umm ... Professor?" said Harry shyly. "I know I''m quite amazing, but it would be a little inappropriate for you to fall for me." 8 Why, What & How? Professor McGonagall came out of her daze and instantly became angry. "You annoying brat!! Don''t take me for a pre-teen idiot!! Who''s going to fall for a snotty brat?!" she hissed angrily. "Hahahahaha, it''s good you''re back with us," laughed Harry. "Can you also do Transfiguration wandless?" asked Professor McGonagall, ignoring Harry''s cheek. "I haven''t tried it yet but I should be able to," said Harry. He looked at the needle and tread he''d transformed earlier and extended his hand towards it. He willed them to flow into his hand and he felt his mana extending towards it. The needle and tread floated towards him and landed in his hand. He had them float an inch above his palm and he could feel the mana particles dancing around them. A few seconds later, both the needle and tread transformed into mini wooden spikes. Professor McGonagall''s mind was in utter chaos and she was finding it very difficult to believe Harry''s story. Upon seeing him transfigue the needle and tread, her mind exploded. There may have been many wizards who could do wandless magic, amongst them very few could Transfigure wandless. Each of those wizards who could were a powerhouse in their own rights and had many years of constant daily training. Even amongst them, the nunber of wizards who were able to pull off chantless AND wandless Transfiguration could be counted in the single digits. Even Professor McGonagall herself had achieved such a feat years after graduating from Hogwarts. And this eleven years old boy in front of her could achieve that after a single night of discovery? If that was really true, he made geniuses like herself, Voldemort and even Dumbledore himself look like pieces of shit, even with their many decades worth of experience. What he was doing in front of her right now was something that scores of masters of magic could not achieve in their whole life. Booom! An explosion rang in her head as her body shook from agitation. "This boy will definitely decide what direction the magical world takes," thought Professor McGonagall. "Potter, follow me." "So she''s finally taking me to that old bat," thought Harry, following Professor McGonagall as a smile formed. "This will be interesting. Should troll him a bit? Hmmm, maybe later." "We cannot afford another Voldemort," thought Professor McGonagall, as she sped towards Professor Dumbledore''s office. "This boy''s talent is too shocking! Dumbledore needs to know, for sure! What he''s demonstrated on his very first day is enough of a shock to cause many heart attacks!" That was the only thought in her head as she increased her pace further while keeping an eye on the boy that was following her. The teacher and student soon reached the spiral stairs of the Headmaster''s office. Professor McGonagall called out the password even before reaching it and the stairs started revolving, taking her with Harry up. Upon reaching the floor above, the mighty office that many Headmasters of Hogwarts occupied came into full view and boy was it legendary. There were countless portraits of the previous Headmasters hanging on the wall and Harry knew many were only pretending to sleep so they could eavesdrop. Harry could see many unique gadgets scattered throughout the room and Harry had to fight the urge to run towards them and play with them. He also saw the talking hat perched on a high shelf with many shiny instruments. Harry decided that he would definitely take the Alchemy course after his O.W.L.s and with together with gaining full mastery in Transfiguration, he wanted to create many powerful and crazy objects. One such object he wanted to create was a trinket that would increase gravity so that it could help him with his physical training. Also, as opposed to his previous life, technology in this timeline had not advanced yet and he wanted to take full advantage of that. That and the fact the internet was still in it''s infancy meaning the information age hadn''t fully started yet. Chucking to himself, Harry''s attention was to the creature he had always been fascinated by perched on the stand to the side of Dumbledore''s table; Fawkes the Phoenix. Being a very proud mythical creature, Harry had always wondered how the old man managed to convince the Phoenix to be his companion. Harry had a great desire to get a Phoenix companion as well, but he knew just how difficult it was when you compare the lifespan of a human and a Phoenix. Harry shifted his attention to the old powerful wizard who was staring at Harry and McGonagall with interest over his half-moon spectacles from behind his desk. "Minerva, what can I do for you and our young Harry, here?" asked Dumbledore in his usual voice. "Yes, Professor McGonagall, do share what I told you with Professor Dumbledore and then we can proceed with ''Who Wants to be a Millionaire?" said Harry with a smile as he tilted his head slightly. This caused the corner of both Dumbledore and McGonagall mouths to twitch. "You always want to act cool, don''t you, old man?" thought Harry, chuckling in his mind. "Let''s see how you can act cool today." McGonagall relayed her conversation with Harry to Dumbledore. As the explanation came to an end, Dumbledore''s shot towards Harry and Harry felt a sudden force invade his mind quickly realising what the old man had just done. He immediately calmed himself and imagined a sea of flames which transformed into a gigantic dragon. He willed the flames in his mind to emit a searing flame that could melt even the toughest of metals. He felt a very sharp pain like being stabbed with a sword, causing Harry to shut his eyes tightly. He willed the burning image of a dragon to release a ferocious roar sending out powerful shockwaves. Harry clutched his head as the pain from resisting the mind invasion intensified before subsiding. "Hey, old man, if there''s something you want to know, ask!" growled a scowling Harry, slowly opening his eyes to show his Sharingan activated. "Next time you look into my mind without my permission, don''t blame me for returning the favour." Then he witnessed the rarest sight that shocked even the composed McGonagall for the second time that day: Dumbledore''s face showing ''surprise'' & ''shock''. "What is this child?" thought Dumbledore. "I can''t believe he caught the Headmaster using Legilimincy!" exclaimed McGonagall in her head. "Damn, I can''t believe I fought him off!" thought Harry, also in great shock. Dumbledore leaned back in his chair and looked at Harry. He knew there was truth to what the boy in front of him said. He had watched Harry the night before and the aura Dumbledore had felt then was nowhere near as strong as it was now. There confidence that was seen in Harry''s eyes now was not there during the Sorting Ceremony. There was still that sadness present, but Dumbledore ignored it thinking it was due to his childhood and his dead parents. After thinking for a few minutes, he asked the question that had been bothering him ever since McGonagall recounted her conversation with Harry. "Why?" "Pardon?" asked Harry, surprised. "Why reveal all this to me? What do you hope to achieve from this?" asked Dumbledore. "You could have hidden this ability of yours and played it like any other student." "Old man, are you seriously asking me these questions?" asked Harry, scowling. "Is there even a need to ask me?" "There is, Harry," said Dumbledore, slightly annoyed by Harry''s attitude, but he hid it. "Look at this scar in my forehead," said Harry with an angry tone. "Look at the graves of my parents and everyone else that bastard has killed! Look at my childhood! Think of all the damage that snake has caused! So Professor, is there still a need to ask me those questions?" Dumbledore didn''t respond and simply looked at Harry. "Honestly, old man," said Harry, sighing. "Has he scared even you to this extent? Ask. Ask me the question that''s really bothering you and enough with the nonsense." "Fine, how do I know you are not going to become another Voldemort?" "Because of the pain he''s caused me. But more importantly due to the environment he had grown up in, both before his time at his time before attending Hogwarts as well as the seven years he spent here," said Harry. "And because of his lack of willingness to trust his friends." 9 Influence & Authority "He''s not as dead as everyone thinks he is," continued Harry. "I can feel him through the connection I''ve got with him. I honestly don''t know if my current powers are thanks to the connection I''ve got with him or if it''s just my innate talent. What I do know is when he tried to kill me as a baby, a part of him was given to me, though I don''t know if he knows it. Sometimes I see distorted images and hear voices. But that''s not something I have control over. There''s also this intense craving I have for knowledge. Bottom line is that I''ve got these powers. There''s one thing that I do know, he''s not going to keep lying low. He''s going to find a way to return and I''ll need to find him. I need my powers to mature enough for when he does return so I can finish what he''s started. I have no desire to simply wait for him to come and kill me no do I have any desire to leave things to luck. You know him and I need to fight it out. You understand his powers better than anyone. You know my talent is in no way inferior to his and it simply needs to be nurtured. I understand you don''t want another Voldemort and believe me when I say I am not going to become another him. What we desire are fundamentally different." "And what is it that you desire, Harry?" asked Dumbledore, looking at Harry straight into his eyes. "I desire for a family, Professor," replied Harry, smiling sadly. "A home. It''s something I have desired and longed for my whole life. And for that desire to come true, I would even gladly give away all my powers and live my life as a muggle." Dumbledore was shocked once more. For a wizard, losing his magical powers was the worst thing that can happen to them. And there was no wizard that would casually say what Harry had just declared. This made him even more curious. "If you still don''t believe me, I will lower my mental barrier enough for you to see and understand that this is are my truest desire from the dept of my heart," said Harry in complete confidence. Dumbledore stared at Harry''s green eyes for a long time as if searching for something. Harry returned Dumbledore''s look. This contributed for a few minutes and there was nothing but silence. "Very well, Harry," said Dumbledore, finally breaking the silence. "What is it that you need from me?" "For outside of Hogwarts, your authority and influence over the Ministry of Magic," said Harry. "What for?" asked Dumbledore his curiosity growing. "I have a strong feeling that Voldemort will be making his return very soon though I don''t know how soon. If I was Voldemort, I wouldn''t be showing myself to them until I rebuilt my army. Not everyone are like you and I who are already expecting his return as they believe him to be dead. I don''t want to have to deal with ignorant baboons who are in denial. Use your influence over the ministry to strengthen them. Also, there will be some traitors that needs to be weeded out." Dumbledore was again surprised at foresight Harry had and fell into contemplation. The boy was right. Something needed to be done with the ministry. "Who is the Minister for Magic right now?" asked Harry. "It''s Cornelius Fudge," replied McGonagall. "Urgh, I already don''t like him. He sound like the weak-willed paranoid type." "I will see what I can do with the Ministry," said Dumbledore with a smile. "What do you need from me at Hogwarts. Surely you might have already thought about it already." "First, I need to be excused from the bedtime rules first years have to follow. Second, I need proper training in the magic from you as you are the only one who is strong enough to face Voldemort on equal grounds. Third, I need permission to fully access of the library and that includes any restricted section. I need the permission to come directly from you and in writing. Fourthly, I need something that can extend the twenty-four hour time I have. I''m sure there are some time-related artefacts that can do that. Lastly, I would like advanced lessons from the Professors. And the excuse of exercising fairness to students, that went went down the drain when I got targeted by Voldemort and the fact that I have to fight him. As for the families of students protesting against you for offering me personal lessons if they found out, firstly they won''t find out unless either me, yourself or Professor McGonagall spills the bean. Even if they found out, just say you''re giving me detention for bad behaviour." Dumbledore raised his eyebrow and was just left speechless. McGonagall''s jaw had simply dropped and did not know what to say. Both Professors had expected some of the requests but personal tailoured lessons from the Headmaster and the Professors? That was simply asking for too much. "Oh, I don''t need personal lessons from all teachers," said Harry quickly. "Just from Professors McGonagall, Flitwick, Snape and of course yourself." "You are excused from bedtime rules," said Dumbledore, chucking. "I hope it''s for not wanting to lose points for your house." "Of course," said Harry in a serious tone. "And for walks under the moonlight." "I can apply for a Time-Turner for you as long as a proper log of it''s usage is submitted. I would need a list of the books that you need from the restricted section if I''m to give you permission to read them. As for receiving customised teachings from the other Professors, you will have to convince them yourself as it''s not my place to decide. And lastly, for receiving personal training from me, I''ll have to decline. I want to see your progressfirst and if I''m satisfied, I will consider it." "That is already enough for now," said Harry, getting up. "Your declining of personally teaching me had already been within my expectations. Now, Professors, if there''s nothing else, I wish to have my lunch now. I''m starving." "No, you may go," said Dumbledore. "Right, Professor McGonagall, I can''t believe you lied about not knowing Professor Dumbledore''s profeciency level in wandless and chantless magic," said Harry cheekily. Saying that, Harry rushed out of Dumbledore''s office without giving her a chance to reply. McGonagall simply sighed and turned to face Dumbledore. "Albus, is it alight to give him so much free reign?" asked McGonagall. "His talents are out of this world. If he receives tailored tuition from the Professors and becomes the next Dark Lord, not just the wizarding world be in chaos, but the muggle world too." "I understand your concerns, Minerva," said Dumbledore. "I too held the same reservations as you. But there is something that I saw Legilimency that drove that apprehension away. It was only for a brief moment but it was enough." "What was it, Albus?" asked McGonagall, curious. "It is ...!" ""Professor!" called out a voice, surprising both teachers. "Something wrong Harry?" asked Dumbledore seeing Harry''s return. "I forgot something," said Harry. "Regarding the magic particle, am I right assume that no in the castle knows about it?" "Yes, you are right," replied Dumbledore, nodding his head. "I would associate it if it could be kept a secret," said Harry. "Since Voldemort is still around, I don''t want him to find out about it." "Mr. Potter, surely you are not implying that the Dark Lord has infiltrated Hogwarts," asked McGonagall with a frown. "Why not, Professor?" asked Harry, tilting his head as he looked straight into her eyes. "Can you say for certain that it''s beneath him?" "We would have known if he had infiltrated this school," replied McGonagall with a frown. "We are not that lax." "Professor, I appreciate the confidence you have in Hogwarts security. But this is Voldemort we are talking about. He did not become who he is without deception and manipulation. Besides, the magic particles is my discovery. Surely I have enough rights over it to decide who I reveal it to." "Very well, Harry. You''re right. This is your discovery and have every right to decide on who you reveal it to. We will keep it a secret," said Dumbledore, cutting off McGonagall. "Anything else?" "No, that''s all, Professor" said Harry. "I''ll be going now." Without waiting for a response, he walked away quickly, finally leaving Dumbledore''s office. The corner of Dumbledore''s eyes twitched. "That''s the second time he''s done that," said Dumbledore with displeasure. "Does he have a grudge against me or something?" Outside of Dumbledore''s office, Harry smirked. "Hn. Watch yourself, old man. Acting cool in front of me isn''t going to be so easy. Hehehehe." 10 Meeting Flitwick Harry made his way to the Great Hall for lunch while being in deep thought. Although the Ministry of Magic was currently out of reach, the same could not be said for Hogwarts. He needed to gain enough influence over the students, especially those of his year, so he could train them so they could be strong enough for the upcoming war. He wanted to save his favourite characters who died in the battle of Hogwarts in the story. He understood that this was no longer a story for him; it was real life. He met up with Ron and Hermione in the Great Hall. Although he still found Ron annoying and didn''t know if he would form the kind of friendship the story Harry had with the red-head, but he wouldn''t just simply discard him like a nobody. Ron was his connection to the his father who had direct access to the Ministry of Magic. Although Dumbledore was there, Harry wanted to build his connections within the ministry. Aside from Ron, the Weasley twins, Fred and George, were also within his reach, but he had other plans for them. Then there was the curse-breaker of the red-head family, Bill Weasley and the Dragonologist, Charles Weasley. All the Weasleys had their own unique talents, including Ron, and it baffled Harry why Ron had such low self-esteem. Sure, it was explained in the book, but his mentality should have changed towards the end of the series. During lunch, Hermione asked Harry why McGonagall wanted to see him, he just brushed it off saying they asked him a could of questions about his control over magic and let him be. They didn''t dwell on it too much since they had already seen changing his hair style. They could understand the shock the Professors would feel upon first witnessing his capabilities. "Listen, Ron, in Charms class that we have next, you need to be relaxed when you''re handling your wand," said Harry, looking at Ron dead in the eye. "When performing any kind of spell, your grip on your wand needs to be firm but loose. But before casting any spell, get a feel for the magic that''s within you and in the air. Picture small particles of magic that''s in the air and guide them to help you perform the effects of a spell. Try to interact with them as if they''re someone close to you. Like this." Harry took out his wand and waved it over a spoon on the table. The soon slowly started to float in the air. "See?" said Harry. "Harry, you can use chantless magic?" gasped Hermione in shock. "Yes," nodded Harry. "It''s not that difficult." "What''s the big deal, Hermione?" asked Ron, confused. "My parents use magic without chants all the time." Hermione gave him a glare. "Harry is using something very advanced and it''s not something first years are able to pull off. In fact, I would not be surprised if even sixth and seventh years can''t perform chantless magic." Ron eyes widened in surprise. "That''s bloody amazing, Harry." "Alright, you two, calm yourselves," said Harry. "I''ll teach you both how to use it but it will depend on your hardwork to pull it off. Now let''s go. We don''t want to be late for Charms class." The trio made their made their way to the Charms classroom which they shared with Hufflepuff. The two houses soon began chatting with each other and soon the short Professor Flitwick arrived. He was the second favourite character of Harry after McGonagall due to his personality. Despite suffering from immense prejudice during his younger years due to his Goblin ancestory, Flitwick had still managed to become the most authoritative figure of his time in Charms as well as the Dueling Champion. One has to realise that not many are able to have such a careful and humorous attitude from all that discrimination directed at them and become such a prominent figure. In fact, Harry was not sure if could become someone like Flitwick if he in his shoes. Another key aspect of Flitwick was his keen intellect that helped him with his achievements and that was proof enough for him to become the head of the Ravenclaw house. In Harry''s opinion, the only one''s who could match this little man''s brilliance in Charms were Dumbledore and one of Hogwarts founders, Helga Hufflepuff. "Good afternoon, everyone. My name is Filius Flitwick and I will be taking you through the course of Charms," said the little maestro, standing on his stacked chair and facing his class. "Charms is a beautiful branch of magic that is as important as any other. While taking my class, so long as you are diligent in your studies and follow my guidance, I can assure you that majority of you will be achieving either Exceeds Expectations or Outstanding in your O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s." All the students looked at the Flitwick with interest and were already starting to like him. The warm and friendly attitude he expressed, everyone were already relaxing from their nervousness. "In today''s lesson, we will be covering the Floating Charm using the feather that is in front of you. You need to make the feather float as high as you can. Now watch how I do it, and follow me." Flitwick demonstrated the chant and wand movement for the spell by making the spell float to a certain height and bring it back down. Everyone started practicing. Harry wanted to impress the professor enough so that he could listen to his request. Harry controlled the mana in his body and in the air at the same time so that effect of the spell could be amplified. He waved his wand over the feather causing it to rise into the air. Harry decided to add a little twist. Controlling the mana particles in the air, he made the feather perform a somersault before bringing it back down. "Very impressive Mr. Potter, ten points to Gryffindor. You just performed a perfect Floatation Charm. You even masterfully added a twist to it," praised Flitwick, causing Harry to smile. A few seconds later, Hermione succeeded, albeit without making the feather perform a somersault. Ron remembered what Harry had told him during lunch and after a few attempts, he too succeeded. Both Hermione and Ron earned Gryffindor five points. The students continued practicing but many could not even cause their feathers to float even an inch. Flitwick eyed Harry with curiosity. "Mr. Potter, could you share your understanding on the Floatation Charms with the class?" Knowing how good Harry was, everyone perked up their ears, listening in on Harry''s explanation. "Professor, my understanding of Charms is that of any other first-year student," said Harry, knowing he''s picked Flitwick''s interest enough. It was time to increase it. "It''s my approach to magic itself that is different, helping me in mastering spells a bit faster." "Go on," said Flitwick encouragingly. Harry thought for a moment before replying. "Whenever I''m about to perform a spell, I imagine a piece of paper with a small shaded circle in the middle and very faint dots all around the page. The circle is me and the shade is the magic available inside my body where the faint dots are the magic I imagine are the magic in the air. When I want to cast the spell, I imagine the magic from the shade flowing into my wand whereas the faint dots will gather around the target. When I''m ready to cast the spell, both the magic in my body and in the air come together to make the spell stronger, allowing me to more control over the spell. But I''ve only seen that it works if you have the mentality as if you''re communicating to a very close friend or someone you love. I think if you try to be forceful, the spell won''t work." "That''s a very unique way of picturing magic," said Flitwick. "Alright everyone, try to practice your spells with Mr. Potter''s method." The class progressed on and everyone continued practicing. By the end of class, pretty much everyone succeeded in performing the Floatation Charm. This was greatly received by a very happy Flitwick. He had never experienced for everone to be so successful for the very first Charms class of first years and it was all due to one individual. Flitwick was so happy that he awarded Gryffindor a staggering fifty additional points. It was a shocking amount because nobody had earned anything greater than ten points. However, nobody raised any questions as the students knew that majority owed their success to Harry''s explanation, especially Neville. There was one thing that Flitwick noticed with the students that he had never seen before: every single student had a burning desire in their eyes to perform better and earn more points, especially the Hufflepuffs. They had met someone who had the same level of knowledge of spells as them but a very different approach to understanding magic and he had shared that with them. They may only be 11 years old, but they were not stupid. Many of them had come from wizarding families and had some understanding of magic. After practicing the Floatation Charm with Harry''s theory, they had experienced immediate success. They knew they would progress quickly by applying this theory in other classes. The class had come to an end and everyone tricked away to their respective common rooms. Flitwick called Harry, asking him to remain behind. Knowing why Harry was called over, Hermione and Ron told him they would wait outside for him. "Mr. Potter, I must say that was an exquisitely unique display of magic and understanding of magic," said Flitwick while packing his stuff. "I never thought of such a theory behind spell casting and it works very well. I will be sure to include it to my other classes if you don''t mind." "Thank you, Professor," said Harry. "It''s something I came up with last night. It might help me out in the future." Flitwick looked at Harry with a glint in his eyes, immediately understanding what the boy meant. "You surprise me again, Mr. Potter. I never expected you to accept your fate so readily," said Flitwick, staring at Harry with great interest. "I can''t help it, Professor," sighed Harry. "My fate is linked with ''him'' and it is one of those things you can''t that you can simply shake off." Listening to Harry, Flitwick''s own past flashed past his eyes. He also knew exactly what Harry was referring to. He could already guess from Harry''s expression what was coming next. "Professor, I would like to make a request, if you don''t mind," said Harry, looking at Flitwick straight in the eyes. "What is it, Mr. Potter?" asked Flitwick, returning Harry''s gaze. "Professor, I''m sure that you aware that I''ll need to face the man that killed my parents and gave me this scar," said Harry, pointing at his scar. "I cannot leave things to chance for things to work out nor do I have any inclination to do so since I''m not a big believer of it. I want to be ready when I do eventually face him. With your intellect, surely you don''t believe that he''s gone, do you?" Flitwick''s eyes shot open with shock as his body trembled. "This boy ... This boy''s maturity is too shocking for his age, let alone being aware of his responsibilities" he thought. "I may have a unique view of magic, but it does not change the fact that I''m weak. As I am right now, I cannot even face a second year if I were to duel one let alone someone as powerful as the Dark Lord. What I need is to learn more advanced Charms and Hexes and how to use them in duels. And who better to learn from than the Duelling Champion to hone my skills to their fullest potential." "Harry, while I''m impressed by your mindset and enthusiasm, it''s not that easy to become a master duelist. In order to become one, you need spells that fall outside of simple Charms and Hexes. What you need is something that falls in line with the Dark Arts. To fight against any kind of opponents, you need to uhh understand what kind of spells they can use. As for dark wizards, you need a strong foundation in the Dark Arts before I can even teach you duelling effectively," explained Flitwick. "Professor, I understand what you are saying," said Harry. "I already spoke with Professor Dumbledore and I got his permission to access the restricted section of the library. I am confident that I am able to master the spells in the coming months. What I need right now is the proper guidance from experienced teachers like yourself so that I can better utilise what I''m learning. That would be more than enough for now." Flitwick was both surprised and shocked once again and began to see Harry differently, not just as another eleven year old boy. The Headmaster seemed to trust Harry deeply to allow him access to Dark Arts section of the restricted part of the library or he would never allow the rise of another Voldemort. He took out a parchment and scribbled on it with a quill before passing it over to Harry. "Harry, while the Dark Arts are not banned like the three Unforgivable Curses, their usage can very seductive," said Flitwick. "They may be easy to learn, but they are very difficult to control and can greatly affect your psyche, causing you to lose control and truly indulge in true evil. In spell casting, it''s the intent that causes the effect of the spell. You have to really want the desired effect from the depth of your soul and this is why those who indulge in the Dark Arts tend to become more and more evil. That is also why those who constantly kill using the Killing Curse tend to lose their humanity as you have to truly want to have the desire to kill, regardless of what they have to sacrifice. So Harry, before you start practicing the Dark Arts, I have a request first. I want you to learn the Patronus Charm first." "Very well, Professor, I''ll be in care," said Harry, nodding his head. "I also understand where you are coming from. I already had this conversation with Professor Dumbledore. There are a lot of things I want to achieve in life and turning into another Dark Lord is simply not worth the trouble as I would losing out on everything. I promise you with all my heart that I will not be letting you or anyone else who places their trust in me down. I am a man who takes his promises very seriously." 11 Training & Being Harsh Upon seeing Harry coming out of the Charms classroom, Hermione looked at him with an excited face. "Harry, let''s go to the Common Room, quickly." "Hm?" Harry looked at her with a confused look. "Come on, Harry! You didn''t forget you promised to teach me magic, did you?" she asked him with a glare. "I really need to put a cap on this bossy attitude of hers," thought Harry. "Don''t worry, I haven''t forgotten. But we won''t be going to the Common Room." "Where are we going if not the Common Room?" asked Ron. "Somewhere secret, but first you have to promise me neither you won''t reveal it to ANYONE else without my permission," replied Harry in a serious tone. "I promise," replied Ron and Hermione simultaneously. "Now let''s go, I''ll tell you about it when we get there," said Harry, leading the two away. "But first we need to get some food frown the kitchen." "You know where the kitchen is?" asked Hermione filled with curiosity. "If course I do, girl, who do you take me for?" said Harry while puffing his chest. "Alright, food!" exclaimed Ron excitedly. "Seriously, Ron, just how much do you eat? We just had lunch," said Hermione with a look of disbelieve. "Hey, I''m a growing kid, I need lots of good to make sure I grow healthy and handsome," replied Ron. "Ugh, seriously. Harry why do we need food from the kitchen?" asked Hermione ignoring Ron. "Because we might not make it to dinner," replied Harry, finding Ron''s excitement for food amusing. "And because I''ll definitely get hungry. Now enough questions for now." Harry led the way down the stairs and went directly to the broad stone basement. It was brightly lit and had a lot of decorations that was themed after food. Harry looked around and found a painting of a fruit bowl. He tickled the pair in the painting and found it really amusing as it giggled turned into a large green door handle. He pushed the the door handle and the huge Hogwarts kitchens was revealed much to the astonishment of Ron and Hermione. "Ron, Hermione, welcome to the Hogwarts kitchen," said Harry as he walked in. The duo followed him in with their mouth hanging in astonishment. "This place is bloody amazing!" exclaimed Ron in amazement. "Now that I know where the kitchen is, I''ll never go hungry." "Harry, how did you find this place?" asked Hermione in a high-pitched voice. "Secret!" chuckled Harry. The kitchen was gigantic with a high-ceiling. There were give tables that were not only identical to the ones in that Great Hall above, but also situated in the exact same positions. There were a humongous number of pots and pans that were either placed around the stone walls that Harry guessed were either counter tops or stoves. There was also a huge brick fireplace at the end of the hall. When the trio entered, the large number of elves that were runing around, busily preparing for dinner, turned and stared at them. "Hello, everyone, I brought some friends to thank you for the delicious food you all prepared for us," said Harry. "If there is anything any of you need from me, please feel free to ask me without hesitation." "Oh we have students vesiting us, we don''t get that often," said one of the elves. "Come on in and sit by the fireplace. I will get you something nice food." "You guys are bloody awesome!" exclaimed Ron excitedly. "The food you guys cook are really amazing! Harry, I declare you my closest friend for showing me this place! Thank you!" The trio spent about an hour in the kitchen, eating and chatting and taking a large amount of food from the elves with them. They finally left and made their way up their way up to the seventh floor. Harry stood in front of a statue, facing Ron and Hermione with a serious look on his face. "What I''m about to tell the two of you, you must once again promise me that you will NEVER, EVER reveal this piece of information or anything related to it to another person," said Harry in a heavy tone. "Should you ever feel the need to tell anyone, first they must be someone you would go to hell for and second, you must bring them to me before telling them anything." "Is this thing really so important," asked Hermione nervously. "Yes, Hermione, it''s that important. I''m telling this to the two of you because I have a hunch that I can trust the both of you despite meeting you two yesterday. My hunches are 99% accurate. That''s a good enough percentage to trust you." "As long as it''s nothing bad, Harry, I promise on my thirst for knowledge," said Hermione with a serious look. "I''ve got your back mate," said Ron, giving Harry the thumbs up. "Good! The room that we are going to go into is called the Room of Requirement. It''s a special room that needs a specific action for it to reveal itself, much like the kitchen," said Harry. "It is basically what it says it is. A room that fulfils what you require. Except for food of course. Which is why I brought so much food with us. Now, you see the wall behind you? Whenever you need it, come here andwalk past the area of the door thinking of what you need. Come and do it with me. I''m going to think "I need a large open area for me, Hermione and Ron". Each of you think the same thing, except change the name part." Harry walked by the wall and walked past it three times thinking: "I need a large open area for me, Hermione and Ron to train together!" each time he walked past it together with Hermione and Ron. As soon as he finished, a door materialised. "Woah, that actually worked, Harry," said Ron with his mouth hanging open. Hermione was also looking at the room with her mouth open in the shape of an O. "This might be a better place to study than the library." "Trust me, girl. This is much better than the library," said Harry, looking at Hermione with a glint in his eyes. "If we want, we can even sleep the whole night here and no-one would find out. Of course, you can sleep in my bed." "S-shut up, Harry," gasped Hermione, blushing hard, causing Ron to laugh at her. "Hahaha, don''t worry, I''ll wait for you to grow up first before I take you to bed," laughed Harry. "But for that, you''ll have to marry me." "Harry!!" screamed Hermione, her face turning red like a tomato. "Hahaha, hey Harry, when did you turn into a player?" asked Ron amidst his laughter. "If Hermione blushes anymore, she''ll faint." "Alright, enough jokes," said Harry, shifting back to serious mode. "Let''s go inside." The serious Harry, the laughing Ron, and the blushing Hermione went inside the room and the door closed behind them. Even Harry was shocked by the size of the room. Forget about the word large. Talk about humongous. The room was almost the size of a football pitch with brick walls. However, it empty. After recovering from his shock, Harry put tyre food to a corner and closed his eyes again. A second later three armchairs and a large yoga mat suddenly appeared. The trio went and sat on the comfy armchairs. "Alright, remember what I explained in charms today?" asked Harry. "Yes," nodded both Ron and Hermione. "Good. What I said about the light particles in the air that I imagined; they''re real and that''s what I''ll be teaching you to sense in this room first. If you''re able up sense them and control them, your spell casting speed and understanding will improve very rapidly. You would be able to improve your perception and you''ll be able to learn high level spells more easily. But I''ll have to warn you, this step is going to be the hardest. If you''re able to accomplish this, the rest will become easier," explained Harry. "Alright, Harry, how do we do this," asked Hermione. "Through meditation!" said Harry. "Meditation is the best method I know of to clear your mind allowing you to sense what''s around you." "Is that what you''re going to do, too?" asked Ron. "No, first I''m going to do some physical exercise first," replied Harry. "Wizard don''t need physical exercise to become stronger," said Ron with a dumbfounded look on his face. "I''ll explain that later," said Harry, taking a black tracksuit and t-shirt out of his backpack. "First start with sensing the magic particles in the air. You can either continue sitting in the chair or you can sit on that mat. We''re going to be here for the next four hours. And I will not hear any complaints!" Having given out his instructions, Harry quickly changed and stretched his body first. He was feeling a little stronger after his morning workout, but it was still nowhere near to the physical fitness he had in the past. However, he did not allow that to bother him as he knew that he would become as strong as he was in his past life in no time. After stretching, he started with light jogging to warm up and slowly increased his speed. Whenever, he would get tired, he would sit down in meditation and absorbed the mana particles, getting rid of his fatigue. He would rotate between sprinting, performing squats, push-up and sit-ups. Following this routine, two hours soon passed. Harry stopped at the two hour mark and looked at Ron and Hermione to find them sitting on the yoga mat, still meditating. Not wanting to disturb them, Harry decided to change his work out routine. Up until now, he was only doing basic workout. In his past, Harry was very skilled in martial arts. He would always watch movies that revolved in martial arts and he fell in love withBruce Lee''s Kong Fu style Jeet Kune Do in his childhood. When he was 10 years old, he started learning the Kung Fu style of his favourite martial artist. He was practicing it for four hours six days a week with the first two hours of basic physical training and the last two hours of Jeet Kune Do practice. That is what he was doing now. He started with practicing the basics of the style first so that his new body could get used to it first and then raise the intensity of his training. Once he started practicing his martial arts, he got absorbed into training and lost track of time. "Why is Harry dancing around?" asked Ron, looking at Harry as if he was crazy. "Is that a form of exercise muggles do?" "He is not dancing around," replied Hermione. "That looks like Kung Fu." "What''s Kung Fu?" asked Ron, question marks flying around in his mind. "It''s a hand-to-hand fighting style of Chinese muggles," replied Hermione. "I didn''t know Harry knew Kung Fu." "Hey Harry, four hours are up!" called Ron. "Come on, let''s eat! I''m hungry!" Harry looked around and saw Ron and Hermione waving at him. "Four hours are already up?" thought Harry. "That was quick. Now that he mentions it, I''m kind of hungry too. But when did I get so far away from them?" Harry started walking back towards them, sweating heavily, breathing deeply. Even though he was getting rid of his fatigue after absorbing the Mana Particles, it appeared it didn''t recover his stamina completely. "I need to find a way to absorb Mana Particles while I train," thought Harry, his breathing becoming steady. "Harry, we need to quickly get back to our Common Room or we''ll get into trouble for being out of bed out of hours," said Hermione with a worried face. "If it gets too late we can spend the night here," replied Harry, shrugging his shoulders. "No thanks, I prefer the comfort of my own bed," retorted Hermione with a stern voice. "Yeah, me too, Harry," said Ron. "Alright, let''s go," said Harry. He took a towel out of his backpack and wiped his sweats dry. "It''s a shame we can''t eat here. I''m hungry." "We can eat at the Common Room," said Hermione. "By the way, how did your meditation go?" asked Harry pick his stuff and the food. "I kept on getting distracted just when my mind was about to clear," said Hermione with a sad look. It was really difficult for her not to succeed after so much effort. "I kept on thinking about food and Quidditch," said Ron with an embarrassed smile. "We''ll do things a bit differently tomorrow," said Harry, taking a sandwich and biting into it as they made their way to their house Common Room. "Clearing your mind isn''t easy. Especially for you Ron. You''re too easily distracted." "Hahaha, you''re right," laughed Ron. "Why don''t you join the Quidditch team tryouts?" asked Harry. "I don''t think I''m good enough," said Ron sadly. "Just attend the tryout. If you get in, you get in. If you don''t, then you don''t. Why are you being a bitch about it?" asked Harry in an angry tone. "But ...!" Harry stopped and looked at Ron dead in the eye. "Ron, you need to stop doubting yourself. Both Hermione and me have confidence in ourselves and we will constantly get stronger. With your current mentality, you''ll be at best average and forever remain in our shadow, unknown. You have talent and you need to believe in yourself to make that talent bloom. I can help you if you need help but I''m not going to babysit you. Make a decision. I don''t need someone who is constantly in self-doubt. So, what are you going to do? Cast off your self-doubt and become a powerful wizard where both your family and friends are proud of or remain as you are right now and always get compared with your brothers?" "Harry ...!" "Don''t answer me," Harry cut off Ron. "You come up with the answer for yourself not for me. If you decide to you want to become more confident, you know where the Room of Requirement is and you''ll find us there after classes tomorrow." Without waiting for an answer, Harry walked away. Hermione looked at Ron and then at Harry''s receding back. "Come on let''s go to the Common Room. It''s late." She ran after Harry, quickly catching up with him. "Harry, weren''t you a little harsh with him?" whispered Hermione. "I was, but he needs to come out of his shell," said Harry. "I''ve been thinking about him for a long time and I finally realised why he''s like that." "Why is he like that?" asked Hermione with curiosity. "It''s not my place to speak about his personal life, Hermione," replied Harry. "And it''s not your place to probe." 12 Flying, Potions & Decisions First Half Harry arrived in the Gryffindor Common Room and quickly ate with Hermione and went to sleep. Hermione, on the other hand, waited for Ron. Harry sat cross-legged in meditation as he started absorbing the mana particles, getting rid of his fatigue, although he was still mentally tired. He then lied in bed closing his eyes. "Maybe I shouldn''t have snapped at Ron like that ...," he thought as he slowly drifted into sleep. Harry woke up the next morning once again at dawn. He got out of bed and noticed Ron lightly snoring as he slept. He went to the grounds once again and repeated his exercise routine all the way until 7.30am. He had a quick shower, changed into his uniform and made his way to the Great Hall for breakfast. Hermione and Ron was already there and upon seeing Harry, Ron got up and left. "I guess I really was harsh on him yesterday," thought Harry, seeing the red head walk away. "Oh well." "Where did you go so early in the morning?" asked Hermione as Harry sat next to her. "Ron said you weren''t in bed when he woke up." "Training at the grounds," said Harry, getting himself a glass of orange juice. "Wow, you really take your Kung Fu training seriously," said Hermione. "But you still haven''t said why you need it as a wizard." "I''ll tell you one you can sense the magic in the air. Focus on sending the magic particles when meditating. It might help push away the distracting thoughts," said Harry. "OK," said Hermione. "What do you think Ron might chose." "Don''t know, don''t really care," said Harry. "I''m fine with whatever he chooses. I''m not his mother." Harry didn''t say anything else and ate his breakfast in silence. After finishing, he made his way to the Quiddetch field with Hermione and saw a bunch of broomsticks. Each student stood next to a broomstick. The Gryffindors were sharing the class with the Slytherine house and Malfoy was glaring at Harry with immense hostility. "Watch your back, Potter," hissed Malfoy with full hatred. "What''s wrong, duck brain?" asked Harry as he smirked at Malfoy. "You falling for me? But I''m not interested in boys." "Keep dreaming, Potter! I''ll make you pay for what did to me in the train!" "Hey, stop saying misleading things, you stupid duck brain! I like girls! Besides, I don''t have change to give a beggar like you. I''m sure Hogwarts has some hardship funds that could help the needy." "You ...!" "Attention everyone. On your right side you all have a broomstick. You will raise your hand over the broomstick and use the command - UP!" said Madam Hooch in a loud voice, looking at the group of first years. Harry stretched out his hand, placing it over the broom. He noticed a faint mana fluctuation the broom was giving off and locked onto it. After willing it to float into his hand, the broom vibrated excitedly and shot up. Catching the broom, Harry felt a strange familiarity coming over him as if reuniting with a long lost friend. He had a strong urge to mount the broom and start flying, greatly surprising him. "It seems after our souls merged, I also inherited original Harry''s talent for flying," thought Harry. "Now let''s see if Neville will still cause an accident after my stunt in Charms yesterday." Harry looked at Neville and saw he was clearly struggling. After everyone managed to summon their brooms, Madam Hooch demonstrated how to take flight. Harry had been waiting for this moment and looked at Neville in anticipate. He saw Neville trying to get off the ground on his broom. A nervous look could be seen on his face as he kicked off the ground hard. He quickly shot up into the air like a cork that was shot from a bottle. Losing control of his broom, Neville spun around like crazy. He lost his grip on the broom and fell on the ground with a thud and a loud CRUNCH! "Ouch! Now that is going to hurt like hell!" thought Harry. "Seems that he needs a bit more time to gain control of his magic." Madam Hooch rushed over to Neville and bent over him, checking him. "Broken wrist," she muttered under her breath. "Come on, boy - it''s alright. Up you get." She then turned to face the rest of the class. "Anyone found to have used their brooms for flight in my absence will be out of Hogwarts before they can say ''Quidditch''!" The tear faced Neville who was clutching his broken wrist was escorted off with Madam Hooch who had an arm around him. No sooner had they gone out of earshot did Malfoy burst into laughter. "Did you see his stupid face, the great lump?" said Malfoy causing the other Slytherine''s to join in the laughter. "Hey Slug-breath, did you forget how you got raped in the train?" asked Harry laughing. "Or you want a reminder?" Ron and Hermione laughed when they remembered the train scene. Malfoy''s face was immediately filled with rage. "Don''t get too happy for a lucky shot, Potter!" "Worry not, Malfoy, my ''shots'' are never lucky!" said Harry with an sly smirk. "They''re filled with immense skill and stamina! Maybe you could ask "Mummy Malfoy" to verify. Although I doubt "Daddy Malfoy" will be pleased, but I''m sure we can keep a secret." "What are you talking about?" asked Malfoy through gritted teeth. "Oh, Malfoy, it seems like you''re not mature enough to know," sighed Harry, shaking his head. "Well, no matter." Some of the students caught on to Harry''s joke and some of the boys were laughing where some of the girls blushed. Hermione glared at Harry with a red face. Harry mounted his broom again and was about to fly off when he was stopped by Hermione. "Harry, no! You heard what Madam Hooch said! You''ll be expelled!" "You''re so cute when you blush, Hermione," said Harry. "But worry not, girl, they won''t get rid of me that easily." Not waiting for a response, Harry shot off the ground. The wind started blowing at him, causing his robe to flutter behind him and rejoiced at the feeling. His adrenaline started coursing through him, causing him to further enjoy the feeling. Harry could feel the mana fluctuation coming off from the broom as he inserted more of his mana into the broom. His control over the broom was getting stronger and stronger and Harry sensed something that he assumed was the core of the broom. He knew that as long as this core was under his control, there would be very few who could rival him in flying. Harry continued to rise into the air and soon forgot everything else as he relished on the experience. This was not something that he had encountered in his past life and he was thrilled at the experience he was having right now. Harry looked towards the castle and closed his eyes as he spread out his consciousness. He could faintly sense various number mana fluctuations of varying degree of strength. He then opened his eyes and looked at the Gryffindor tower and located McGonagall''s room. He activated his Sharingan and could make out her silhouette with a much higher clarity than without it. Harry smiled as he willed his broom to speed towards her office. He found that he move the broom with just a simple thought as he was connected with the broom''s core. As he reached the window like a bullet, McGonagall looked up and her face immediately distorted into a horrified expression. Upon reaching her office window, Harry immediately dived down and flew back towards the Quidditch grounds in a speedy zig-zag pattern. When he landed again, everyone looked at him with shocked faces. "Well, slug-breath? You think the great Malfoy pureblood do something like that?" asked Harry with a smirk. Malfoy''s face twitched and looked as if he was fed a pile of dung. Everyone cheered for him and even the Slytherines weren''t exempted. "That was some fancy flying, Potter," said a sweet voice. Harry turned and looked at the source of the voice. Saying that he was stunned at the sight was an understatement. What he saw was a blonde eleven years old girl with clear blue eyes. She was a ravishing beauty and at just eleven years of age. One can only imagine her level of beauty once she fully matures. A ripple course through Harry''s heart as he took in the sight that was the Slytherine girl. "You are?" asked Harry, his eyes locked on the girl. "Daphne Greengrass," said the girl with the most radiant smile. Bhoom! A bomb exploded in Harry''s head. "Dammit! How can a beauty like her remain in the shadows of the story," thought Harry. "Wait, Daphne Greengrass? Then she''s the sister of Malfoy''s future wife." "A pleasure, Miss Greengrass!" said Harry, slightly nodding his head. "Are you sure you want to associate with me? Just look at your friend, Parkinson. She''s already staring daggers." "I do what I want and it''s not her business who I want to befriend," said Daphne in a serious tone. "Really? And why do you want to befriend me?" asked Harry, tilting his head slightly. "Because you''re interesting," replied Daphne, her smile returning. "And not because I''m the famous Harry Potter?" asked Harry. "That too, but mainly because you''re interesting," replied Daphne. "You''re fun to be around. I''ve noticed how Granger has been around you. And today''s class confirmed it." "Harry Potter!" called out a stern voice just when Harry was about to continue his conversation with Daphne. Everyone turned around to see McGonagall striding over to them. "Come with me." "Good luck getting expelled, Potter!" sneered Malfoy. "You still around, slug-breath?" asked Harry with a smile as he followed McGonagall. Everything happened as per canon. McGonagall took Harry to see the Gryffindor Quidditch team captain, Oliver Woods, making him the seeker. He was told to keep the news hidden until the match. However, he didn''t really care as he was alright with being high-profile. When he went to the Great Hall for lunch, Harry found Hermione and told her that he was selected for the Quidditch team, she was both happy and excited. He didn''t see Ron with her but he figured the red-head must still be thinking about his decision and didn''t bother too much about him. He didn''t want another Peter Pettigrew to appear as he knew the reason for the fights between the original Harry and Ron in the story was caused over Ron''s jealousy. Harry felt that if Ron had some achievements of his own, that jealousy might disappear. However, regardless of whatever Ron decided, Harry wouldn''t lose any sleep over it as he had bigger priorities to take care of. While they were busy eating, a familiar voice sounded in his ears. "Hello, Potter. Mind if I join you?" Harry turned his head to see Daphne Greengrass standing beside him with her hands behind her. "You don''t want to eat lunch with the rest of your Slytherine friends?" asked Hermione curiously. "I want to have lunch with Potter," said Daphne. "I hope we can become friends as well despite being from different houses. You have a problem with that, Granger?" "You are a Slytherine," said Hermione with a frown. "That automatically makes me bad?" asked Daphne with displeasure. "Girls, enough. Daphne, sit down," said Harry. Daphne sat down on Harry''s other side, much to Hermione''s annoyance. They finished their lunch and made their way together to the dungeons for their Potions class with Snape. When the trio arrived at the dungeons and entered the Potions classroom, members of both houses were shocked at the sight: a Gryffindor being friendly with a Slytherine. This had never happened before as both houses had been at odds with each other. Harry ignored them all as he took a seat with the two bellas on his either side. He noticed Ron sitting next to Dean Thomas, but he left him be. A few minutes after all the students had taken their seats, the classroom door flung open and Snape entered. He walked over to his desk and stood next to it. "There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I don''t expect many of you to understand the subtle science and exact art that is potion making," said Snape with a stoic face. "However, for those select few who possess the predisposition, I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame and brew glory and even put a stopper in death," said Snape in his usual tone. When Harry saw Snape, he strangely found this potions master''s presence very likeable. It was probably the control this broody man had over his mind and emotions. Harry understood Snape''s character from the storyline and had developed a deep respect for his brilliant mind. Harry found that this man known as Severus Snape was someone worth befriending and would do everything in his power to prevent his death. "Maybe, some of you have come to Hogwarts in position of abilities so formidable, you feel confident enough not to focus," snappedSnape, noticing Harry''s lack of focus. "Mr. Potter, our new celebrity. Tell me, what would you get if you mixed Asphodel to an infusion of Wormwood?" "Powdered root of Asphodel is added to an infusion of Wormwood to brew the very powerful sleeping position known as the Draught of Living Death," replied Harry with a smirk of his own. "What is the difference between Monkshood and Wolfsbane?" "Nothing. They are one and the same and also goes by the name Acronite. It is very useful when dealing with werewolves and an extremely strong sedative that can also be used in brewing the Awakening Potion." "Where would you look if I asked you to find me a Bezoar?" "A Bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a goat and acts as an antidote from most poisons with aBasilisk''s venom being one notable exception. It is due to this that a Bezoar is most commonly used in the preparation of Antidotes to Common Poisons. The Bezoar is usually made of hair, plant fibre or similar indigestable matter that stays in the gut of an animal and forms a hard ball or "stone". The word Bezoar originates from the Persian word Padzahr which literally means "Protection from Poisons"." There was pin drop silence. Hermione furiously began taking notes. She did not know about the use of Wolfsbane in the making of the Awakening Potion nor did she know about about the use of Bezoar and the origin of its name. Harry noticed the twitching on the corner of Snape''s eyes and smiled. It really wasn''t easy to get this kind of reaction from someone like Snape and he enjoyed it very much. "Looks like you have done some reading, Mr. Potter, five points to Gryffindor," said Snape. "However, simply knowing the theory alone will not mean much if you cannot apply it in practice." There was another shock that rippled around the classroom. Even Harry was shocked. It has to be said that it was history was made today. Snape, the man who favoured non but his own house just awarded points to Gryffindor, the very house he had been bashing for numerous years. All of the students from Gryffindor had new-found respect for Harry and everyone from Slytherine, with the exception of Daphne, marked Harry as their number one enemy as if he had killed one of their loved ones. 13 Flying, Potions & Decisions Second Half Harry smiled to himself and overcome his shock. Harry listened intently to Snape''s lecture and took notes continuously. After Harry''s correct answers, Hermione''s competitive spirit had been lit. After all, being a nerd was her forte and she wasn''t allowing anyone to take it from her, even if he was her friend. Daphne''s curiosity in Harry also soared and she paid a greater deal of attention to class compared to before. After the lecture, Snape had everyone immediately brew the potion. Harry was very excited when it came to brewing potions as it reminded him greatly of the Chemistry lessons of his past life. He was always interested in science as he had opted to study medicine. He would have completed it too had he not died. Once the lesson was over, Harry, Hermione and Daphne had made a very high grade Forgetfulness Potion. Once the class was over, Harry agreed to meet Daphne at the library the next day after classes and told Hermione to go ahead of him. He also told her to get some food from the kitchen before going to their meeting place. He stayed behind and waited for everyone to leave before approaching Snape. He was a little surprised but didn''t show it. "Something I can do for you, Mr. Potter?" he asked curtly. "A question and a request, Professor, if you have a few minutes to spare?" said Harry politely. "Be quick with it," replied Snape. "''My regrets follow you to the grave'', may I ask who you are referring to?" Snape''s face hardened and looked at Harry coldly. "What are you talking about, Mr. Potter?" "According to Victorian Flower Language, Asphodel is a type of lily with that meaning," replied Harry coolly. "And Wormwood means ''absence'' which also symbolises ''bitter sorrow''. Need I say what they mean if you combine them together?" Snape was shocked to his core and despite trying hard not to show it, it could still be seem in his face and from his quickened breathing. He would never have believed this eleven years old boy to be so sharp and knowledgeable if he had not witnessed it before. He was not that surprised by his performance earlier as he had already heard about his talents from the other Slytherine students in his other classes. However, what he revealed just now greatly shook him. "You are full of surprises, Mr. Potter. May I ask what you want from me exactly?" "To keep things short and to the point, I would like you to take me on as your personal student. I know you have never taken a personal student before but I hope you could make an exception for me," said Harry with a smile. He was truly enjoying Snape''s reaction to the fullest as he was not sure when would be the next time he would encounter such a chance. "Do explain your request, Mr. Potter," said Snape, while trying to regain his composure. "Make sure your explanations are satisfactory." Harry''s smile widened as he raised his hand to his forehead. "I believe we are both aware what this scar of mine symbolises and I can tell you with confidence that the man who gave it to me isn''t as gone as everyone believes him to be. The night he tried to kill me, a connection was formed between us and I can feel him regaining his strength. From what I can tell, his return to power won''t be long. A few more years at best until he makes a full return." The little composure Snape had regained slipped away like water from a net and you could now clearly see the immense shock in his face. "He lost pretty much everything when he tried to kill me, Professor," continued. "When he returns, do you really think he won''t come after me again? I have no intention of being killed nor do I have any intentions of running away nor of hiding. I will fight him off to the last breath. Don''t think of me as a naive child who is dreaming of a fairy tale heroism. I understand the disparity of power that exists between us. He is like a mountain where I am like a fly. However, I believe in my potential and I have a plan. I know that power alone is not enough otherwise Professor Dumbledore would have already killed him. I also cannot rely on Professor Dumbledore as he''s getting old by the day. I have his permission to view the Restricted Section of the library and I have Professor Flitwick helping me with the practical usage of my powers. However, there is no one that I know amongst the teachers who understands the Dark Arts better than you. With your help, my powers will mature faster and I will have a better chance at putting him down when he returns." Harry stopped there to allow Snape to think about his long monologue. "God, I hope I don''t have to give these long explanations to anyone else," he thought. "This is killing me. How do those politicians keep talking and talking without feeling suffocated?" Snape just stood there and looked at Harry, while everything he had heard was going through his head. Snape knew what the boy in front of him said was true. He stopped looking at Harry as an eleven years old boy, but that of a mature adult. He looked at Harry''s eyes that showed clarity, endless confidence, and a great degree of control over his emotions. There was not a single trace of arrogance, that could be found in him but there was a strong sense of pride. All of these qualities exuded out of him and coupled with his intelligence, it was captivating. He now understood why that Greengrass girl was looking at him with such feverish eyes. He had also seen the look of utmost that Granger girl was giving him. "This boy has the necessary qualities of a great wizard," thought Snape. "He has inherited the talents of his mother as well as that good-for-nothing father of his." Snape still could not believe Harry''s request. The son of his the man who endlessly tormented him was asking him, Severus Snape, to personally teach him. How preposterous. Then when Snape remembered Harry''s question and what he had based it on, cold sweat tricked down his spine. "This boy is too monstrous," thought Snape. "Having this monster as my student? Interesting! He has piqued my curiosity! Now I want to personally see what his future holds!" "With a mind like yours, why were you not sorted in Slytherine?" Snape couldn''t help asking. "Do you really want me in Slytherine?" asked Harry with a smirk. "No thanks," said Snape quickly. "I don''t want to deal with you anymore than I need to. Very well, Mr. Potter. I will take you on as my personal student. Read this book in the library and I expect a basic mastery of the listed spells. Donnot bother me again if you cannot even do that much," said Snape quickly as rushed out of the dungeon. "Huh? What just happened?" Harry was left standing in the classroom. He looked at the slip Snape had shoved in his hand. He read it and put it in his pocket. "Sigh ... I was prepared to try and convince him more ... oh well, at least I''ve got him onboard too. Now it''s time for some serious training. I wonder Ron has decided to join me. If he has, would he and Hermione join my training routine? I''ll have to see if they can handle it if they agree. But first, I''ll need the see the old man for the permission slip." Harry rushed out of the classroom and made his way to Dumbledore''s office. When he reached it, he gave the password McGonagall had given hoping that the old man hadn''t changed it yet. He was relieved to discover that it hadn''t been changed and went up the revolving stairs. Upon reaching the office Harry saw Snape talking standing in front of Dumbledore. "Wow, this broody man sure is fast," thought Harry. "He must be here to talk to the old man about me." "Ah Harry, what can I do for you?" asked Dumbledore, looking at Harry. "Professor, I''m here for my permission slip, you didn''t give it to me yesterday," said Harry looking at Dumbledore. "Do you have the book titles you want to read?" asked Dumbledore. "Yes, these are the books Professor Flitwick wants me to read and this is the book that Professor Snape just asked me to read," replied Harry, giving the two pieces of parchment that had the book titles. "I see, very well," said Dumbledore. A minute later, he handed Harry a new parchment as well as the the other two. "Ah while you''re here, I also want to give you this Time-TurnerI logged for you today. Make sure you keep it hidden and not reveal it to anyone. Since you knew about it, can I assume you are also aware of it''s rules?" "Yes professor," replied Harry, taking the Time-Turner from Dumbledore. "No one must see me using it nor must I interact with myself when I do use. I''m aware of the consequences caused by its misuse, professor. If there''s nothing else, I''ll be on my way then, Professor." Harry noticed a slight twitch on the corner of Dumbledore''s eye before walking away. "That will never get old," thought Harry, smiling as hemade his way out of Dumbledore''s office. "That damn kid, he''s doing that on purpose," muttered Dumbledore. -----Room of Requirement----- Harry entered the Room of Requirement to see Ron and Hermione in a heated discussion. As soon as they saw him enter, they got up and greeted him. Harry looked at Ron. "Have you decided?" asked Harry. "Before I tell you my decision, I want to ask you something," said Ron. "Go on." "Do you really believe I have the talent to become a powerful wizard?" "Ron, of course I believe you have the talent. You''re a Weasley and Weasleys are one of the most powerful families I''ve known. Your brothers are a prime example of this. You share their talent. I don''t know how you developed this negative mentality of yours but it''s something you need to cast away. You need to have more confidence in yourself and you''ll grow into someone very powerful. You give up before you even try. As long as you''re willing to grow strong and put in the effort, I promise I''ll help you out." "That''s what I''ve just been telling him," said Hermione in an angry tone. "Alright, I''ve decided," said Ron. "I''m in." "Seriously? Just like that?" asked Hermione in an angry tone. "Then what did I spend the last hour for?!" Harry looked at Hermione. "Hermione, there are times when men finds it easier to listen to other men." "What! That''s just stupid!" said Hermione curtly. "No, Hermione, it is called being men. The same applies to women," said Harry. "And I''m not going to get into a debate with you about that. Now let''s continue where we left off yesterday. Ron, make sure you focus. You''re the least focused out of us three and you need to overcome that or you''ll get left behind. Keep a calm mind and extended your senses out. Don''t let yourself get distracted. What you need to sense are small lights that is the size of sand grains." "Are you going to repeat what you were yesterday?" asked Hermione. "No, I''m going to study my potions text book and practice a new spell," said Harry. "What''s it called?" asked Hermione excitedly, her eyes sparkling. "It''s called the Patronus Charm and no I''m not going to tell you more about it before you complete the third phase of the training," said Harry. "There are phases?" groaned Ron. "Yes Ron, there are three phases," said Harry. "If you''re able to complete the third phase, your spell-casting speed will go through the roof." "So that''s why you''re so fast in casting spells," said Hermione in awe. "What are you talking about? I haven''t even started the third phase yet," said Harry, taking out his textbook. "I''ve only completed the second phase. The third phase is a lot more difficult than the first two." "What! You''ve only competed the second phase and your spell-casting is this fast?" asked Hermione in shock. "Of course! And this training doesn''t just increase the speed, but the power of the spell too. Because you won''t just be using the the magic inside your body, but also from the environment," explained Harry. "Now enough questions. We''re wasting time. You won''t be able to do anything if you don''t complete Phase One." With that, Harry dove into his Potions textbook. Time slowly flowed as he continued to study. He found the text book extremely interesting and forgot about everything else. He had a very good memory and given his high learning speed, he had soon read and learnt the entire book. He closed his eyes to give them a much needed rest. He then looked over at Ron and Hermione and saw they were still in meditation. Harry''s stomach grumbled and looked over to the food Hermione had brought from the kitchen. He walked over it and started eating without disturbing Ron and Hermione. Once he was satiated, he walked back to his desk and started reading the book again while comparing the notes he had taken. However, this time he focused on only the first quarter of the book. By the time he went through it a third time, he had no difficulty with any of the content of the first quarter. However, by this point, his eyes felt heavily strained. He sat down on the yoga mat with his legs crossed and started absorbing the mana particles in the air. Harry directed the absorbed mana in his mana network towards his eyes and the strain instantly lifted, giving him a refreshed feeling. He continued to do so for about fifteen minutes before stopping. He looked around to Ron stuffing his face and an excited Hermione. "What are you so excited about?" asked Harry walking over to them. "Oh Harry, I''ve done it, I can finally see them," said Hermione in a high-pitched voice. "They''re so beautiful, Harry! The best part of it is, I can actually control them!" "Good! How''s your control over the mana particles?" asked Harry, as he took a sandwich. "Very easy, I can move them around with no problem," replied an excited Hermione. "That means you''ve already completed a third of the second phase," said Harry, biting into the sandwich. "Eat first. I''ll explain the second phase once we get back to the Common Room. By the way, how are you getting on, Ron?" "I feel like I''m almost there," replied Ron. "I can sense the magic but I can''t see the lights yet." "You''re very close, Ron," said Hermione. "I was like that yesterday. You should be able to do it tomorrow." "But I feel like I''m always the last one with the breakthrough," said Ron, feeling down. "What are you talking about, Ron?" asked Harry. "This is only the second day of our training. I have a feeling that you will progress faster than Hermione in the second phase." "Why do you say that, Harry?" asked Hermione curiously. 14 Mindscape & Dungeon Creation "This is just a theory of mine so I don''t know how valid it is," said Harry. "The second phase of the training is absorbing those mana particles into our bodies. I believe that Ron who comes from a warding family allows him to absorb the mana particles at a faster rate than you Hermione who is a Muggle born." "How do you figure?" asked Hermione. "Genetics," said Harry. "I don''t understand," said Ron with a puzzled face. "Since Ron comes from a wizarding family, he''s been exposed to magic longer than you have been, Hermione," said Harry. "And since he has the blood of wizards flowing in his vein, I believe his body might react more positively in absorbing the magic that is present in the environment. However, that is by no means an indication that Muggle born wizards like you, Hermione, or a Half-Blood wizards like me is in any way inferior to Pure-Blood wizards line the Weasleys or the Malfoys. In fact, majority of the most talented witches and wizards have either been Muggle-Born or Half-Blood." "Really?" asked Hermione. "Of course," said Harry, smiling. "You''re Muggle born and with one look one would have to be both blind and a fool not to see your talent. My mother was a Muggle born and anyone who had contact with her when she was alive can vouch for her talent. Then there are the Half-Blood wizards like me, Snape, McGonagall, Dumbledore, and even Voldemort and look at how talented and powerful we are. Although I don''t register as powerful as any of them right now, but one day I will be as powerful as them if not more." "Don''t say You-Know-Who''s name!" hissed Ron. "Oh get over yourself, red-head," snapped Harry. "Wait, they are Half-Bloods?" asked Ron. "Yeah, Snape''s father was a Muggle, his mother a witch, the same with Voldemor," said Harry. "McGonagall''s father was a wizard and her mother a Muggle. As for Dumbledore, he is like me where both of our mothers are Muggle born wizards. Although, you have to swear to me you will never reveal to them that I know this information about them otherwise they will truly blow me to dust. I''m not supposed to know this about them." "But how do you even know, Harry?" asked Hermione. "It''s a bloody secret! Now swear to me!" "I swear I will never reveal this to anyone!" both Ron and Hermione promised in unison. "You can be quite scary, Harry, you know that?" said Hermione. "Can you explain the second phase of the training to us?" asked Ron. "Right, as I said the second phase involves directly absorbing the mana particles into our body consciously," said Harry. "As our bodies are not fully developed yet, we can only house so much magic. Our mana reserve strengthens and expands as we grow older. The magic in the air gets automatically absorbed into our body until it reaches full capacity. Through conscious absorption, our capacity for magic is filled faster. Our mana capacity increases in size the more we use magic. It''s like body building. The more you pump weights, the bigger and stronger your muscles become. I discovered this yesterday morning when I got tired from exercising, I used the mana inside my body to relieve me of my fatigue. Not only did my fatigue disappear but my mana reserves strengthened and increased, although by a very small amount. Also, with the strengthened mana reserves, the rate of mana particle absorption increased as well, whether subconsciously or consciously." "I see, that is why you were exercising yesterday," said Hermione, deep in thought. "Yes. Our body is a vessel to contain the magic we have. Imagine a plastic cup and a metal cup; which do you reckon is the stronger one?" asked Harry "That''s a no brainer, the metal one," said Ron. "Exactly, and it''s the metal one that will be hold a greater deal of pressure if you expand their size and pour more water into it," explained Harry. "The same concept applies to training our body to not only strengthen it, but also increase its capacity to hold magic at a faster rate." "I see ... wait, you said you were exercising yesterday morning, right?" asked Hermione. "What time were you exercising?" "I woke up at dawn and worked out all the way until breakfast time," replied Harry. "At dawn?" groaned Ron. "So that''s why your bed has been empty every morning ... wait ... you mean we''ll have to wake up at dawn too?" "Of course, how else are we going to train our bodies once the homework starts to pile up?" asked Harry. "Now let''s go back and sleep. We need to wake up early tomorrow." Once the trio reached their dorm rooms, Ron and Hermione fell asleep immediately. Harry meditated first before falling asleep too. He had decided to use the Time-Turner the next day. He had considered to bring Daphne to the Room of Requirement, however, in the end He decided against it as he practically knew nothing about her considering she was not a major character in the canon. It had to be said that Dumbledore was very efficient in getting Harry a Time-Turner so quickly. But that worked out in Harry''s benefit as he could start using it earlier than expected. When Harry had fallen asleep, he found himself in a large open space that had grass sprouting everywhere. Harry looked around in confusion. "Where am I?" thought Harry. "I''m sure I just went to sleep." After looking around, Harry noticed a hut in the distance. He walked towards it and reached it shortly. He notice a man standing in front of the hut and the closer he got, the more familiar he seemed. His body trembled when he finally came face to face with the man. "Harry, why are you not using the system?" asked the man. "Dad ... what ...," said Harry in a trembling voice. "Harry, I don''t have time to explain everything, but you need to use the system to get stronger fast," said the man Harry called dad. "I don''t know why your appearance has changed, but that''s not important. They''re coming, Harry. It won''t take long before they arrive. You need to use the system." "YOU STUPID MAN!" roared Harry. "You want me to use something I don''t even know what it is?" "... you''re more like your mother than I realised," said the man with a smile. "Harry, the system is something I created so you could use it to speed up your training. Why would you not use it?" "Dad, I want answers!" said Harry in a demanding tone. "And you will get them, I promise," said the man. "But only after you are strong enough to come find me." "I''ve had the system go offline," said Harry. "What!" exclaimed the man. "You just got and already ordered it to go offline?" "The system wasn''t giving me any answers and I got pissed off," said Harry, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment. "You''re more like your mother than I thought," sighed the man. "Both of you hating to be kept in the dark. Let''s see if I can get it to go online again." The man placed his right hand over Harry''s head and closed his eyes. Harry stared at his father''s face and noticed a deep frown forming. A minute later, removed his hand and opened his eyes. "I don''t know what you''ve done or said to the system, but it''s in complete shut-down," said the man. "I''ve only managed to activate one of it''s functions, Dungeon Creation, that allows you to gain fighting experience as well as get stronger. I''ve also noticed that the Inventory and Status functions are active. You can still use them but anything that was in the Inventory before the system''s shutdown will be remain locked until the system is online again. Even though, the available functions are limited, it should still somewhat help." "That''s alright, but I''ve been meaning to ask, where am I?" "Inside my mindscape. Now leave. Time is up." "Wait, before I go, how strong do I have to be before I could see you again?" "At least level one thousand and you will need to unlock the Dimension Travelling function of the system. Now leave," said the man, waving his hand. Before Harry could say anything else, he found himself lying in his bed back in the Hogwarts dormitory. He sat up and looked around before heavily sighing. "That stupid father of mine, at least now I know he''s still alive. I''m so mentally exhausted." The next morning, Harry was woken up at dawn by Ron, greatly surprising him. He never expected the red-head to wake up before him. They met up with Hermione at the Common Room a little later and they made their way to the grounds. The three of them did a few laps and Harry taught them a few of his Kung Fu moves. The rest of the day slowly passed and they finally finished their classes. The trio had dinner and after giving Ron and Hermione instructions on their training, Harry was approached by Daphne in the Great Hall to remind him of their study session. After sending off Ron and Hermione, Harry went to the library with Daphne. The pair decided to study Transfiguration together and each began to quietly study. They would occasionally quizz each other to find out how much they had learnt. Harry was astonished at Daphne''s intelligence which was seemed to be on par Hermione''s if not greater.Unknowingly, he was enjoying her company and they would even drop a few jokes amidst their studying. Time trickled away and before they knew it. They would not have noticed had it not been for Madam Pince to remind them the library would close in half an hour. "Daphne, you go ahead," said Harry "There''s a few books I need to borrow before I head to Gryffindor Common Room." "Sure," said Daphne with a smile. "I really enjoyed our study session. Shall we have another one soon?" "I really enjoyed it too, let''s have one on Saturday," said Harry, packing away his stuff. After watching Daphne walk away, Harry went over to Madam Pince who was sitting on her desk. "Madam Pince, there are a few books I need to borrow from the Restricted Section." Madam Pince shot a serious look at Harry and before she could say anything, he held out Dumbledore''s permission slip in front of her. "I have the Headmaster''s permission." She took the slip and checked it for over a full minute before handing it back to him. "Fine. Go and only take the books you have the permission for." "Thank you, Madam Pince," said Harry. Harry went to the Restricted Section and searched for the books he needed. The first book that he needed was the one Snape recommended to him; ''Advanced Guide to Dark Spells.'' It took him a few minutes to find it. Then he went through the titles Flitwick had given him, ''A Beginner''s Guide to the Dark Arts & Dark Spells'', ''Studying & Understanding the Darkest Minds'' and ''Advanced Practical Charms Used in Battles''. Altogether, the four books took Harry almost an entire half hour to find them. If Flitwick and Snape hadn''t mentioned in their notes how to find the original copies of the books, Harry would never have known about them. He checked them out and went out. Harry went out and took some food from the kitchen before making his way to the Room of Requirement. Once he entered, noticed Ron jumping in joy. "It seems like you succeeded, Ron," said Harry with a smile. "He''s been jumping around like an idiot for the last half an hour," said Hermione with a sour face. "Really annoying." "Harry, you''re amazing!" exclaimed Ron. "How did you even come up with this?" "It wasn''t intentional and I''m not even sure how I did it," replied Harry. "I''ll explain the second phase to you guys tomorrow morning. For now, get out and go to bed. I need to start the third part of my training." "Can''t we stay and watch?" asked Ron. "Unless you want me to accidentally injure you, no. Besides, you both look tired. You need to wake up early tomorrow." Having kicked both Ron and Hermione out of the Room of Requirement and making sure they were gone, Harry finally cleared his mind and thought of the conversation He had with his father. He had so many questions with no answers and this ticked him off. After taking a deep breath, he pushed his questions aside and decided to focus on the here and now. After what his father had told him, he decided to use the part of the system that was active. He knew that the system would come back online if he willed it, but he still didn''t want to use it. Harry knew that it may sound stupid, but there was a part of him that couldn''t accept the full system being online. Harry didn''t know what that feeling was, but he trusted it more than the system, even if the system was made by his father. "Status," said Harry. In the blink of an eye, a notification page appeared before him. [Name: Harry Potter|Age: 11 Level: 3|EXP: (50/3000) Health Point: 100|Mana Point: 500 Vitality: 10|Strength: 6 Agility: 13|Intelligence: 50 Wisdom: 60|Dexterity: 18 Abilities: Sharingan, Mana Sense, Regeneration (x2 Normal) Skills: Basic Charms, Basic Transfiguration, Basic Potions] "What on earth! I''ve got such a shitty strength!" thought Harry. "This body sure is weak. I would have thought my intelligence and wisdom would have been higher. Did I become dumb when my soul got fused with the other Harry? Let''s have a look at Inventory." He called out the Inventory and another notification page showed up. This one was considerably smaller than the Status page and only had three lines written on. [Inventory: - Heaven''s Path Divine Art Fighter 1-dan Forging Breath Manual x1 (Locked) - System Credit - x5000 (Locked)] "Now then, how do I place items in this inventory," thought Harry. He rubbed his chin for a few minutes, thinking, until he suddenly had an idea. He held a quill in his hand and imagined the quill being placed in the inventory. He felt a faint mana fluctuation. When he opened his eyes, he noticed a third line had appeared on the notification that read "Quill x1". "Good," thought Harry, nodding his head. "Now let''s try taking it out." Harry followed the same process as placing the quill into the inventory, however, in reverse. The quill returned into his hand. "Good, I now know how to use the Status and Inventory," muttered Harry, putting the quill away. "Let''s see what the Dungeon Creation does. Dungeon Creation!" Harry waited for a few seconds and nothing happened. He then remembered the slight mana fluctuation he had felt when using the inventory and circulated the mana in his body and tried again. However, once again, nothing happened. "Maybe the mana needs a release point?" thought Harry. Harry focused his mana into his hand and raised it above and said "Dungeon Creation." 15 Hogsmeade The area around Harry instantly changed into a barren open wasteland. He looked around and found nothing except the dry land that seemed to have been derived of water for an eternity. The setting sun changed into hues of tangerines that merged with the sky. The clouds appeared as if they blushing as they hung like cotton-candy at the touch of the warm sun. Suddenly a hologram appeared in front of Harry in the shape of an athletic middle-aged man in a three-piece suit. The man had a strong jaw line and a sharp tanned face and piercing eyes. "Damn, this guy looks good, and I''m not even into men," thought Harry. "Good evening, welcome to the Dungeon World," spoke the hologram in a deep voice. "You are ...?" asked Harry. "My name is Charles Whitecloud, the Dungeon World interface," said the hologram. "I am to be your guide in this world." "What is this place?" asked Harry in a curious tone. "This Dungeon World is a folded dimension that draws it''s powers from the World''s energy to allow challengers to hone their combat abilities," explained Whitecloud. "It is divided into a multitude of levels where every challenger has to clear. Through the clearance of each floor, the challenger''s battle prowess will increase until the entire dungeon is cleared." "How many floors does this Dungeon World have?" asked Harry. "It is currently unknown the total number of floors as this dungeon has not been explored yet," replied Whitecloud. "What is the requirement of clearing this floor?" "There are two requirements for clearing this floor; one is for challenger to be of Level 10, whereas, the second is to defeat the floor boss." "Will the floor boss only once I reach Level 10?" "That is correct." "How do I level up?" "Through the completion of a training program, learning new skills and through defeating opponents, be they from this Dungeon World or from the outside world." "Very well, I''ll return once I''ve reached Level 10," said Harry. "Understood," said Whitecloud, nodding his head. "You are able to exit this world by simply thinking ''Cast Off''. You can also enter this world by thinking ''Cast On''." "I appreciate the information, Cast Off," said Harry as he instantly returned to the Room of Requirement. "I better learn the Patronus Charm first." While keeping an eye on the time, Harry delved into learning the Patronus Charm and very soon, six hours had passed. Harry was not able to master the charm, however, despite his mana reserve getting depleted, he had made considerable progress. He had found out that his the amount of magic in his body was not sufficient to successfully cast the spell and sustain it. However, he was sure that by next week he would be able to master it. After quickly replenishing his mana reserve through absorbing the mana particles in the air, Harry found it had once again become more sturdy and whole. With a smile on his face, Harry collected his stuff and went out of the Room of Requirement. He looked around to ensure no-one was around, and took out the Time-Turner. He turned the dial back six times to indicate six hours. After he had travelled back six hours, Harry went back to the Gryffindor Common Room. He went straight to bed thinking; "I''m spending way too much time on these two." "I can''t believe you can now cast the Patronus Charm, Harry!" exclaimed Hermione as she got comfortable in her chair. It was now Saturday evening, and Harry was in the Gryffindor Common Room with Ron and Hermione. He had spent the weekdays with practicing his martial arts in the morning with Ron and Hermione, going to classes, going to the library to study until it closes, and finally going to the Room of Requirement after using the Time Turner. As for today, he had spent the morning in the library with Daphne, then used the Room of Requirement with the help of the Time Turner after lunch and stayed there for the rest of the day. He had managed to finally master the Patronus Charm just before dinner and his Patronus animal had given him a great surprise. Harry could already imagine Flitwick jumping in surprise when he sees it. "It wasn''t easy," said Harry with a slight smile. "Look at how tired I am." "Harry, you need to rest!" said Hermione with a face full of concern. "It''s only the first week and you''re already wearing yourself out." "It''s alright, Hermione," said Harry. "We''re having tomorrow off to not only recuperate but to also celebrate this dunderhead''s acceptance into the Gryffindor Quidditch reserve team this afternoon." Both Harry and Hermione looked at Ron as a goofy smile was plastered on his face. "Alright! Celebration!" said Ron, jumping on his chair. "Seriously, you''re like a child, Ron!" exclaimed Hermione, folding her arms around her chest. "What do you expect, Hermione?" asked Ron. "I''m only eleven." "Yeah, so are Harry and me," said Hermione, pouting her lips. "You two are nerds, so you don''t count!" retorted Ron, continuing to jump. "Hmph!" snorted Hermione. "Hermione, not like that," said Harry, sitting up. "You sit up straight, have a bit of an arrogant look on your face the way Malfoy does - yes, just like that - then go ''Hn''." "Hn!" snorted Hermione. "Yes! That''s it! Hahahaha! You''ve done it much better than I''d expected!" Harry praised Hermione as he laughed. "Oh wow, look at Ron''s face! Hahahaha!" "Harry, you''re already making a monster out of her, can you not turn her into a bigger one!" cried Ron with a horrified expression. "Harry!" called out two voices in unison. "You''re a hard man to find, Harry. We''ve been looking for you all week!" The trio turned around to see Fred and George walking up to them. "I''ve been busy, guys," said Harry. "What do you guys need?" "We wanted to congratulate you for making team! Wood told us!" said the twins in unison. "Guys, one at a time!" said Ron. "You too little brother for making reserve," said Fred. "Mum and Dad will be very happy. You should send them an owl." "I will," said Ron, beaming with happiness. "By the way, are you two busy tomorrow?" asked Harry, looking at the twins. "Not really," said George. "What do you need?" "I''ve got a proposal for the two of you that you can''t possibly turn down!" said Harry, with a confident smile. "Meet me here at dawn." "Now that''s interesting!" said George with a smile. "We''ll see you at dawn then," said Fred. "And I''m going to sleep," said Harry, getting up. "I may be fine mentally, but I''m dead tired mentally." "Goodnight, Harry," said Hermione. "Goodnight! See you all in the morning," said Harry, waving his hand. The next morning, Harry woke up as per usual at dawn, fully refreshed. He changed out of his pyjamas after having a shower and grabbed the extra food from yesterday before going to the Common Room. He ate while he waited for a few minutes until Fred and George also arrived. "So Harry, what is this proposal of yours that dragged us out of bed at this hour?" asked Fred, yawning. "Have the two of you thought of what you''re going to do after you graduate from Hogwarts?" asked Harry. Fred and George looked at each other. "Not really. It''s a bit early to be thinking about that, don''t you think?" "Perhaps," replied Harry. "But it''s better to start early, no?" "I''m assuming that whatever proposal you have involves us, right?" asked George. "You''re right," replied Harry. "Not just the two of you, but also your father who works at the Ministry." "We''re listening," said Fred, fully awake. "I have a business proposal that will not only make us money but also to increase our reputation with the Ministry of Magic," said Harry. "However, your father will be the front of our venture and the three of us will act as the suppliers. However, news about us will be kept confidential." "How confident are you about this venture of yours?" asked George. "Have a read and you tell me," said Harry, handing out two small stacks of papers. Fred and George took them and began reading. Harry closely watched their expressions changing from curiosity to shock and finally to utter excitement. "Harry, if this works out, we''ll be filthy rich!" said Fred, excitedly. "That''s right, Harry!" said George. "How did you even think up of this?" "Secret!" replied Harry mysteriously. How could he tell them he was poaching their idea and improving it. "We''re in!" said Fred and George simultaneously. "But Harry, how are we going to get the fundings for this? This is going to cost us a fortune!" "Not necessarily," said Harry. "We''re going to send a prototype of each item to the Ministry and once they see their effects, they''ll send us the materials and we''ll do the rest. The best part of this venture is that we will be the only ones with this method, resulting us in having no competition." "When do we get started?" asked Fred, unable to maintain his excitement. "Not so fast!" said Harry. "We''re not ready yet. Don''t forget that this is a long-term business venture with thousands, if not millions, of Galleons on the line. We have to take this step by step. Here, take this training plan and follow through it. We will meet every Sunday at dawn to share our progress. Don''t forget to focus on your studies as well. We can''t fall behind on one thing just so we can succeed on another. I don''t have to remind you secrecy is key, do I?" "Worry not, Harry! Our lips are sealed!" said Fred and George at the same time. "I don''t know if I can get used to their simultaneous speech," thought Harry. Harry left them to go through the training plan as he went for his usual morning workout. He had checked his status while he was waiting for the twins and was both Happy and surprised at his improvement. Not only had he fully mastered the Patronus Charm, but he had also learnt all the spells from the textbook Snape had given him to read. Harry had also gone through the other three textbooks Flitwick had given him, but he had yet to fully internalize its contents. It would take him another week at most to fully internalise its contents. He would not have been able to achieve this feat had it not been for the Time Turner and the Sharingan. Harry''s Sharingan had also upgraded to level two due to both its usage and Harry''s improvement. After finishing his workout, Harry went to the Great Hall for breakfast where he found Ron and Hermione. Daphne also joined Harry at the Gryffindor table, much to the annoyance of other Slytherines and surprise of Gryffindors. "We''re going exploring today," said Harry after finishing their breakfast. "Where are we going?" asked Daphne with curiosity. "I thought we were going to celebrate my selection to the Quidditch team," said Ron with a frown. Harry looked around to make sure nobody was listening before quietly saying, "We are. I''ve found a secret passageway that leads to Hogmeade." "What!" explained Ron. "Ron! Shut up! Do you want everyone and Filch to find out about it?" hissed Harry. "Of course not! But Harry, first years aren''t allowed to go there!" whispered Ron. "That''s right, Harry! We shouldn''t go! We''ll be expelled if we are caught!" whispered Hermione. "Then we have to make sure not to get caught!" said Harry in a quiet voice. "What are we waiting for? Let''s go!" whispered Daphne, her eyes sparkling. Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at her. "What?" asked Daphne. "Harry''s right. Nothing''s going to happen if we are not caught." "Daphne, I never thought you were so adventurous," said Harry in a surprised tone. "Just staying at the school grounds and studying is boring," said Daphne. "Life is an adventure and we have to make the most of it." "Where did that come from?" asked Ron quietly. "I read it in a muggle book I found last month," replied Daphne. "Daphne, I love you!" said Harry, hugging her. "You see, guys? Life is an adventure!" Daphne''s face had turned scarlet red and she seemed like she was about to faint. "May I ask what you four are whispering about?" said a voice behind the four students. "Professor, good morning," said Harry, when he turned around. "Good morning to you too, Mr. Potter. I hope you''re not plotting to do something you shouldn''t be doing,," said McGonagall. "Of course not, Professor," said Harry with a bright smile. "Mr Weasley, congratulations on making it to the Gryffindor Quidditch reserves team at the tryout yesterday," said McGonagall. "Thank you, Professor," said Ron with a slight blush at being praised. "Training starts next week and I hope you will not let us down," said McGonagall. "Mr. Potter, this package arrived for you this morning. Take good care of it and make sure you do not make the sender regret giving it to you. This note also came with. Good day." "Thank you, Professor," said Harry, taking the package from McGonagall. "The sender has my gratitude. Good day." "Harry, what''s in the package?" asked Daphne. "It''s a broomstick," replied Harry. "But Harry, first years are never allowed a broomstick!" said Daphne. "You''ll find out I''m the exception," said Harry, smiling mysteriously as he opened the note. (DO NOT OPEN THE PACKAGE AT HERE! Mr. Potter. This package contains a Nimbus Two Thousand broom as a gift from me to you. Make sure you take care of it carefully and I wish you luck in your upcoming matches. Looking forward to the team bringing in the Quiditch Cup this year. Professor McGonagall) "Harry, it''s a Nimbus Two Thousand," gasped Ron in a trembling voice. "I suppose that''s the punishment for breaking rules," huffed Hermione. "Hermione, relax," said Harry, waving his hand. "You''re too uptight." "Harry, you''ve been selected in the Gryffindor Quidditch team?" asked Daphne, greatly surprised. "Yeah, I''m the new Seeker of Gryffindor," replied Harry. "Harry, you shouldn''t be revealing information to the enemy team," hissed Ron. "Ron, it''s alright, I trust her," said Harry. "Besides, it''s not going to make any difference if Slytherine knows about me or not. The team that''s going to win is Gryffindor." "You shouldn''t underestimate Slytherine Quidditch team, Harry," said Daphne. "They''re strong." "I never underestimate my opponents, Daphne," said Harry. "But you should know thatGryffindor is no pushover. You''ll see." "Now if you could excuse me, I need to put my new present away," said Harry, smiling from ear to ear. Fifteen minutes later, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Daphne were standing in front of the one-eyed witch''s statue. Harry touched the statue and muttered, ''Dissendium''. The statue shifted to reveal an opening to allow a fairly thin person through. Harry smiled and said, "Hogsmead, here we come." 16 Winged Unicorn "I''m going to go in first," said Harry. "Wait for thirty seconds before following me. Make sure you keep an eye out so we don''t get caught." "I can''t believe we''re doing this, Harry," said Hermione with a face filled with worry. "Stop worrying so much, Granger," said Daphne. "Yeah, Hermione. Excitement is part of life," said Harry with a grin. "I''ll see you on the other side." Harry hoisted himself onto the hole headfirst, pushing himself forward. He slid down on what felt like stone for a considerable distance before landing on a cold, damp earth. He stood up, took out his wand and muttered, "Lumos!" Harry found himself on narrow, earthy passageway. He stepped aside from hole and waited. Very soon, Daphne came tumbling down, followed by Daphne, Hermione and then Ron. Once all of them were gathered, they set off. The passage was just as it was described in the book, twisting and turning like the burrow of a huge rabbit. Holding his wand out in front of him, Harry led the others onwards. After about an hour of stumbling forward, the passage began to rise. Harry could hear the others panting, but more so, Daphne. "It seems I need to train her a bit," thought Harry. Not long after, Harry and the others came to the foot of worn stone steps that rose above him. Silently, the four of them climbed up countless steps, all the while looking up under the light of Harry''s wand. Without warning, what appeared to be a trapdoor came into sight. After waiting for a few minutes for everyone to catch their breaths, Harry focused his ears on the trapdoor. When he couldn''t hear any noise above him, he pushed the trapdoor slowly open and looked over the edge and then climbed out. When all four of them had climbed out of the trapdoor, Harry replaced it very quietly. They looked around and found themselves in a cellar that was full of wooden crates and boxes. Slowly creeping towards the wooden staircase, Harry and the others could now hear voices as well as the tinkle of a bell with the opening and shutting of a door. Quickly and silently, Harry and the others reached the for at the top of the stairs and opened it. Peering outside, he found a bald man standing behind the counter of Honeydukes. Harry closed the door and looked at his three companions who were nervously looking at him. "The owner of this store is just outside this door," whispered Harry. "I''m going cast a spell on him to temporarily blind him so he doesn''t see us sneak out. As soon as I cast the spell, I want you three to quickly and silently follow me. Ron, you come out last and close the door behind us." "Harry, be careful," whispered Hermione nervously. Harry nodded and took out his wand, pointing it at bald man, whispering, "Obscuro! Tarantallegra!" As soon as he cast the spell, Harry ducked, crept sideways, and then straightened up, followed by Daphne, Hermione and the Ron. The customers in Honeydukes were all busy laughing at the bald man behind the counter who was dancing blindly and knocking himself at the counter to pay attention to the four students who silently snuck out of the store. When Harry and the others stepped out of Honeydukes, they started exploring Hogsmeade and they absolutely loved it; the little thatched cottages and shops going on and on as far as they could see. There weren''t as many people on the streets as Harry was expecting, but he didn''t pay it two minds. After asking around for directions, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Daphne made their way to Zonko''s Joke Shop. "We will return to Honeydukes later, but first, we owe Zonko''s a visit," said Harry with a sly visit. "That was so exciting," said Daphne, slightly breathless. "I was so nervous my heart was going to pop out," said Hermione. "Don''t worry, Hermione," said Harry in a comforting voice. "If it ever does, I''ll give you mine, hahaha." Daphne shot Harry a quick glare, but it was missed by him. "You''re never going to stop, are you?" asked Hermione, with a tint of blush. "Nope," said Harry, as he stopped in front of another shop. "I can''t believe I''m standing in front of Zonko''s!" said Ron in an excited voice. "Believe it, Ron," said Harry, pushing the door open. "Hogsmeade is going to be our regular visiting place. Choose what you want guys, today''s my treat. But don''t go overboard." After about an hour, Harry and the others went back on the streets and went back to Honeydukes to buy their share of sweets. After their splurge in the sweet-shop, the four of them made their way to the Three Broomsticks. By now it was three in the afternoon and all four students were hungry beyond measure, especially so for Harry and Ron who were big eaters. After a few minutes, they pushed the inn''s door open and entered. The Three Broomsticks was not as busy as the other shops, however, that was to be expected as it was now three in the afternoon and lunch time was already over. Also, since it was not evening yet, there were not that many customers that who usually came for a drink. Harry and the others placed their orders and paid before finding a table in a corner. Ron could not stop staring at the pretty Madam Rosmerta causing everyone to laugh. "I think Ron here is in love with a certain pretty someone," teased Daphne with a smile. "It seems his preferences lies with older ladies," said Harry with a smirk. "Why not ask her out on a date, Ron?" "Shut it, you two!" said a red-faced Ron in embarrassment. "Someone caught your eyes, boy?" asked Madam Rosmerta as she brought their orders over. "Who''s the lucky pretty lady?" "I think she''s caught more than his eyes, Miss Rosmerta," said Harry, his sly grin getting bigger. "But his attempts will remain futile, unfortunately." "Ah, a one sided love," sighed Madam Rosmerta. "One of the most painful ways of falling in love. But don''t worry, my young red-head, you''ll eventually find someone who will appreciate your love." Having finished placing the food on the table, Madam Rosmerta left. The faces of Harry, Daphne and Ron were all red. For Harry and Daphne, it was from holding in their laughter; as for Ron, it was from embarrassment. "HAHAHAHAHA!" roared Harry and Daphne in laughter. They simply could not hold it in any longer. This caused even Hermione to burst out in laughter. Ron was so embarrassed that he could die any minute. "Poor Ron ... hahaha ... getting rejected by ... hahaha ... his crush when she didn''t even ... hahaha ... know," said Harry in the midst of his laughter. "There there, Ron, like she said, you''ll eventually find someone, hahaha," said Daphne in a failed attempt to comfort him. "You guys are the worst," said Ron tearfully. "All right, enough with the laughing," said Harry after having his share of laughter. "Let''s eat before the food gets cold." Harry and the others slowly enjoyed their food. By the time they finished, it was already six o''clock and the inn were slowly getting packed. After gulping down their last bite, they started making their way back to the Honeydukes sweet shop. The sweet shop''s owner was busy serving a customer behind the counter and the four students had to wait for a while before they had the opportunity to sneak back into the cellar. Very quietly, they slid through the trapdoor and made their way back towards Hogwarts. "Harry, I just remembered ... what were those spells you cast on the Honeydukes owner," asked Hermione suddenly when they were halfway down the passageway. "You want to learn them?" asked Harry. ''Of course I do," replied Hermione. "Me too, Harry," said Daphne. "Me three," chimes in Ron. "I''ll teach it to you guys when we get back to Hogwarts," said Harry as he lead the way. "But make sure you keep it a secret." Once everyone was back in Hogwarts, Harry, Ron and Hermione parted ways with Daphne after Harry taught them all the two spells he had used earlier that day. He told them to practice it on their own until they had them mastered. Daphne asked him if he knew more spells he could teach her, to which he answered, "I only know a few more but I will only teach you if do well in your studies." She happily went back to the Slytherine Common Room and Harry, Ron and Hermione all went back to the Gryffindor Common Room. In the busy Common Room, Fred and George approached Harry, beaming with excitement. "Harry, do you have a minute?" asked Fred. "Sure, let''s go to our dorm room," replied Harry with a smile. He had a very good idea what they wanted to talk about. "Speak your mind guys," said Harry, sitting on his bed. Fred and George looked at Ron and Hermione,to which Harry said, "It''s OK, they know about the training." "Harry, we want to join you in your morning training!" said George. "You two finished Phase One already?" asked Harry, surprised. "It wasn''t easy, but yes! Just about an hour ago!" said Fred excitedly. "We spent the entire day on it!" said George. "Harry, you got them doing the training, too?" asked Ron. "Yes, they started today," replied Harry. "Alright, you two," said Ron excitedly as he stood in front of his two brothers. "As your senior in training, the responsibility of teaching the two of you falls on me!" "What are you talking about, little brother?" asked Fred. "You may have started before us, but you can''t be so far ahead that you can teach us!" said George. "Fufufu, my dear Fred and George," said Ron, puffing out his chest as he smiled widely. "I''m already one full stage ahead of the two of you!" "What! That impossible!" exclaimed Fred and George. "He''s right," said Harry, causing Ron to nod his head proudly. "In about a week''s time, he should be ready to move to Phase Three." "No way," said George, his shoulders dropping. "Fred, our little brother is ahead of us in something." "Worry not, my trouble-mailing brothers," said Ron, putting a hand on George''s shoulder. "As long as you follow my teachings properly, who knows, you might even speed ahead of me." "Don''t be arrogant, Ron," said Harry. "Fred, George, you don''t have to worry about Ron. It will do him good if you two train together with him. Phase Two isn''t that hard to master. Phase Three is where things will become troublesome." "You only explained the first two Phases in the training plan," said George. "What''s Phase Three?" "I''ll explain that when you''re all ready," said Harry. "You need to fully master Phase Two first." "So when do you normally train?" asked George. "In the morning at dawn," replied Harry. "We normally start at five thirty and train for a full two hours. I''ve found it''s more effective to absorb mana when you combine it with physical training. It helps you grow stronger faster." "Physical training with mana absorption in the morning, classes during the day, and studying in the evening," said George in awe. "You three sure have your work cut out for you." "And now we''ll be doing it too," said Fred. "We''ll cut short for causing trouble, George." "But it''s for the sake of our future," said George. "As long as we finish the training first -" "-we can still cause trouble!" "Unless you waste time on pointless detention," said Harry. "You''re one to talk!" said Hermione curtly. "That''s only if you''re caught," said Harry, smiling. "Harry, it seems our minds work the same," said George, with a glint in his eyes. "Fred, George, how about you join us in going to Hogsmeade next Sunday?" asked Harry. "Our minds really do work the same," said Fred, grinning slyly. "Count us in." "Count me out," said Hermione. "Your words don''t match with your actions today," said Ron, grinning. "You three did somewhere today?" asked Fred. "We went to Hogsmeade today," said Ron excitedly. "Harry found a secret passageway that lead to Honeydukes where we bought sweets. We ate at the Three Broomsticks and visited Zonko''s." "The secret passageway behind the one-eyed witch?" gasped Fred and George, looking very impressed at Harry. "Harry, we underestimated you! Allow us to call you our sworn brother!" Both Fred and George stood up in attention in front of Harry and saluted. "I, Fred -!" "I, Georgd -!" " -solemnly swear that henceforth, Harry Potter is our sworn brother in our noble duties of mischief making!" "Fufufu, Mischief Managed, boys! Mischief Managed!" said Harry, with a glint in his eyes. "Sounds familiar?" Both of Fred and George''s eyes bulged out, almost popping out of their sockets. "You know?" "Of course I know," said Harry, smiling. "I''m related to Prongs." "What are you three talking about?" asked Hermione. "Who''s Prongs?" asked Ron. "A great man!" said Harry, Fred and George simultaneously. "If that''s the case, Harry, then -!" said Fred. "Another time, Fred," said Harry, cutting Fred off. "Another time!" "Anything for the relative of Messer Prongs!" said Fred and George with a bow. With that said, Fred and George took their leaves, leaving behind a very confused Ron and Hermione. Even after many questions they posed at Harry, Harry kept silent until they finally gave up. Soon, night came and everyone started falling asleep. "There''s no way I''m going to wait two whole years before getting my hands on the Marauder''s Map," thought Harry, smiling as he drifted off to sleep. Harry was sitting in front of Flitwick after the Charms class had ended. "So what can I do for you today, Mr. Potter?" asked Flitwick. Harry took out his wand and pointed it to the side and said: "Expecto Patronum!'' Out of the end of his wand burst a blinding, dazzling, silver animal. Flitwick screwed up his eyes, trying to see what it was. Once his eyes had adjusted to the bright light of the Patronus Charm, they shot open as excitement took over his face. "Marvelous, Mr. Potter! Absolutely Marvelous!" exclaimed Flitwick, furiously clapping his little hands. "Never in my life have I ever seen anyone mastering the Patronus Charm in a single week, that too a first year! Absolutely charming! And such a beautiful Patronus at that! Hahahaha!" Harry smiled as he looked at the shape his Patronus had taken: a Winged Unicorn. Harry had been just as astonished as Flitwick at the shape his Patronus had taken when he first managed to successfully conjure it on Saturday. It had to be noted that it was not easy. Every time he had attempted to cast the Charm, his mana reserve been instantly deleted to the point where he was left extremely exhausted and on the brink of fainting. If it had not been for his ability to absorb the Mana Particles in the air, it would have taken him weeks, if not months, to master the spell. He now understood why it had taken the original Harry such a long time to master it. Harry had made another amazing discovery when he was trying to master the Charm; every time he had attempted to learn a new spell, his Mana Reserves would solidify and expand in direct proportion to the complexity of the spell and he would gain a certain amount of Experience Points (or EXP) once he had checked his Status Interface. However, another discovery he had made was that repeatedly performing learned spells had offered him less of such benefits. That meant for him to constantly grow stronger, he needed to learn more varied spells. His Mana Reserve was now, according to his calculations, were stronger than most third years, but weaker than fourth years. However, when it came to dueling, he could top any first year but he would most likely struggle against the average second year. That further motivated him to continuously improve himself as the only thing that he needed was dueling experience. After Harry finished his classes for the day, Harry had dinner at the great Hall as usual and headed to the Study Hall of the library. He stayed there, studying with Ron, Hermione and Daphne until closing time before going to the kitchen for some food. He then made his way to the Room of Requirement alone, using his Time Turner to go back in time six hours. He stayed in the Room of Requirement until late at night before he went to bed in an extremely good mood. He finally achieved a breakthrough with his level as well as his Sharingan. Name: Harry Potter|Age: 11 Level: 10|EXP: (10/10000) Health Point: 500|Mana Point: 1000 Vitality: 50|Strength: 35 Agility: 40|Intelligence: 100 Wisdom: 90|Dexterity: 48 Skills/Abilities: Sharingan - Level 3 (3 Tomoe) - EXP: 0/3000 Description: - Allows user to perceive motions as well as be able to copy the motions perceived motions. - Allows user to predict an enemy''s attack by their brief twitching of their muscles. Once combined with Mana Sense, user can percieve the Mana Arrangement of spells, allowing user instantly learn them. - Allows user to break free of mind control and place an enemy under an illusion where user can freely control them. Mana Sense - Level 8 - EXP 280/800 Description: Able to sense Mana in the environment in a range of 8 metres. Range increases 1 metre per level. Regeneration - Level 4 - EXP: 90/400 Description: Allows user to recover from fatigue at a rate of 40 Health Points per minute. Rate of recovery can be increased through active mana circulation. Mana Regeneration - Level 4 - EXP: 200/400. Description: Allows user to recover mana at a rate of 40 Mana Points per minute. Mana recovery rate can increase through active Mana Absorption. Charms - Mastery: Beginner (C+) Transfigurarion - Mastery: Beginner (C) Potions - Mastery: Beginner (C) Dark Arts - Mastery: Beginner (C-) Herbology - Mastery: Beginner (E-) 17 Divine Spiri The week flew by faster than a bullet and the teachers began giving out homework after homework. Harry had finished reading through the books for his subjects and learnt all the materials he was supposed to learn. With the theoretical knowledge out of the way, Harry only needed to practice the practical aspects of his subjects to fully master his magical abilities. He became very thankful for his Sharingan which made things easier for him, however, not to the point of reliance. Quidditch practice had started and he stunned everyone with his flying abilities. The whole team were even more surprised at Fred and George''s improvement in their flying, to which they cast thankful glances at Harry for sharing his insights on forming a connection with the cores of their brooms. The entire team was in high morale, which greatly pleased Oliver Wood. He commented if the team played with such coordination and teamwork on their matches, the cup would be theirs for the taking. Harry had chosen to put off using the Dungeon Creation until he had fully mastered the first year spells as he did not know what he would be facing. It was now Sunday morning and Harry had just finished having breakfast when McGonagall came up to Harry. "Mr. Potter, a minute of your time, please?" said McGonagall in her usual stern voice. "Is something wrong, Professor?" asked Harry. He was worried that McGonagall may have somehow found out he had visited Hogsmeade last week. Although he had no plans to visit Hogsmeade again so soon, he did not want to be kept under such a heavy watch where he would not even be able to move a muscle without being found out. "Must there be something wrong for your Head of House to seek you out, Mr. Potter?" asked McGonagall curtly. "No Professor, there must not," replied Harry, looking McGonagall straight in the eye. "However, I still find it strange for a student''s Head of House to seek him out for basic chitchat on a Sunday morning." "Very perceptive, Mr. Potter," said McGonagall. "Professor Dumbledore wishes to see you and has asked me to escort you to his office." "I''m guessing it has something to do with my mastering the Patronus Charm?" asked Harry, trying to dig out some information from this very strict lady. "You''ll find out once you meet Professor Dumbledore," said McGonagall. "Very well," said Harry, knowing he would not be getting anymore information. Not long after, Harry and McGonagall were standing in front of Dumbledore who was sitting as usual behind his desk. He was peering at Harry over his half-moon spectacles with a slight smile on his lips. "This sly old fox is doing this on purpose," thought Harry, slightly annoyed. "I''ve been standing for five whole minutes and he still hasn''t said anything ... hmmm? ... this shameless man! Didn''t he learn anything from last time?" "Professor, if you keep trying to probe my mind, I might be forced to retaliate!" said Harry, activating his Sharingan. "Harry, your eyes!" exclaimed Dumbledore in shock, both at being found out that he was ever so discreetly using Legilimency again and the fact that his eyes had changed. "Don''t change the subject, old man!" said Harry in an angry tone. "This is the second time you''ve tried to gain access into my mind! Tell me, what are you hoping to find in there? Are you trying to push me away? Because that''s what it seems like to me!" "My apologies, Harry," apologised Dumbledore. "I simply allowed curiosity get the better of me." "Somehow I don''t sense any sincerity in your apologies, Professor," said Harry, deactivating his Sharingan once he confirmed Dumbledore was not trying to probe his mind anymore. "Really, young Harry, I was simply curious about your eyes and how they changed," said Dumbledore. "I don''t know how they change or what they even look like once they change, but I can feel a sort of strange force in both my eyes once I feel my mind being invaded," said Harry, rubbing his chin. "It happened when I was wearing the Sorting Hat and when you tried to look into my mind last time. It happened just now as well." "That''s is very interesting, Harry," said Dumbledore, deep in thought. "It appears that the change in your eyes safeguards your mind against any mental assault. Young Harry, have you heard of Occlumency?" "No. What is it?" asked Harry, feigning ignorance. "Occlumency is the act of closing one''s mind against Legilimency, the art that I just used to peer into your mind," said Dumbledore. "It is ancient, and has existed since medieval times. It can prevent a Legilimens from accessing one''s thoughts and feelings, or influencing them. It''s curious to know that you are so proficient in Occlumency when you don''t even know about it." "Old man, why ask me about Occlimency?" asked Harry, maintaining his angry tone. "Mr. Potter, I would advice you to maintain a respectful tone when addressing the Headmaster!" said McGonagall curtly, shooting a glare at Harry. "Maintain a respectful tone to someone who tried to invade my mind twice?" said Harry, returning McGonagall''s glare. "No, thank you very much! Where I''m from, it is considered very rude to invade someone''s privacy!" "Harry, can we drop this matter, please?" said Dumbledore, shooting a look at McGonagall. "You raised it and you want me to drop it?" asked Harry, getting more angry. "Fine! But on the condition that you give permission to visit Hogsmeade on any weekend that I choose! Also, I want to be allowed to bring friends with me!" "Let me think about that for a little and I will get back to you," said Dumbledore with an awkward smile. "Hn! I would have thought being allowed to go to Hogsmeade with friends was a small compensation for trying to invade the privacy of my mind!" scoffed Harry as he folded his arms. "Never thought the great Dumbledore would -!" "Fine! You''re allowed to go!" said Dumbledore, hoping to stop Harry''s rambling with that. "But you can''t take too many of your friends with you! I know you are smart enough to understand the repercussions if this knowledge spread amongst the students!" "Don''t worry, Professor!" said Harry, smiling brightly. "I am fully aware of the repercussion if the students find out their Headmaster used Legilimency on a first year! I swear on my name, Harry Potter, that I will keep my lips tightly sealed!" The faces of both Dumbledore and McGonagall inatantly became dark. Both had the same thought flashing through their minds: "This kid truly makes Voldemort look like shit!" "It wasn''t just my eyes you wanted to ask about, was it?" asked Harry as he fought against laughing at Dumbledore''s reaction. "Cough ... no," said Dumbledore with a cough. "Professor Flitwick has informed me that you have master the Patronus Charm. Could you show us what form it takes?" "Professor Flitwick didn''t tell you?" asked Harry curiously. "No, he said he wanted to leave it as a surprise," replied Dumbledore. "Very well!" said Harry excitedly, looking forward to shocking the old man once again. "Expecto Patronum!" Just like before, the blinding, dazzling, silver Winged Unicorn burst out of Harry''s wand as it soared through Dumbledore''s office before it gracefully landed next to Harry. The Winged Unicorn looked at McGonagall and Dumbledore through its brilliant, intelligent eyes. "How beautiful," muttered McGonagall under her breath, her gaze fixed at the dazzling Patronus. "How marvellous," said Dumbledore, beaming in excitement and happiness. "I cannot believe you have such an Ancient Mythical Creature as your Patronus, Harry." "What do you mean, Albus?" asked McGonagall. She was greatly surprised and shocked at the reaction of the old wizard in front of her. It had to be noted that the old wizard before her rarely reacted to anything. However, ever since the young boy beside her had arrived to Hogwarts, Dumbledore had shown a myriad of reactions ranging from calm and collected to surprise, shocked and now immense excitation. Her curiosity in Harry had been growing at a rapid rate and was extremely keen in finding out how his future would play out. The abilities that Harry had shown in the two weeks since he had started his studies had never been seen in anyone else, including the great Dumbledore himself. Dumbledore looked at the Winged Unicorn in pure excitement. "Minerva, this Patronus in front of us is no ordinary Patronus. Although Mythical Creatures that have been awakened by wizards like my Patronus taking the form of a Phonix are rare, those that have been a few who have awakened Mythical Creatures like this Winged Unicorn can only be counted with one hand." "What does this mean, Albus?" asked McGonagall, puzzled. "It means, Minerva, that what our young Harry have awakened is a Divine Spirit," said Dumbledore, breathlessly. "The difference between a normal Mythical Patronus and a Divine Spirit Patronus is like the difference between heaven and earth. It is near impossible for two people to awaken the same Divine Spirit. The standards used by the Divine Spirits to choose their master are very high and is only known to the spirits alone." "What does the Divine Spirits represent?" asked Harry. "Each Divine Spirits have their own representations, Harry," said Dumbledore, barely keeping his excitement at bay. "The Winged Unicorn is a representation of purity and is the manifestation of Wisdom, Power and Fame. They are not limited by the boundaries of the physical world and are said to traverse between the Physical Realm and Spiritual Realm freely, similar to walking the shore of a beach, to having a refreshing swim in the vast ocean and back to shore for a suntan on the silky sands." Dumbledore sighed and leaned back on his chair, closing his eyes. Divine Spirits tend to greatly influence their masters and given enough time for their potential to reach full maturity, they will become a force to be reckoned with. With the potential Harry had shown, Dumbledore''s plan and strategies for the future and against the dark forces had been forcefully changed. Any reservations he had against Harry had been cast aside. Dumbledore suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Harry straight in the eye. "Harry, I will now train you personally to the best of my abilities from now on. I have seen how hard working you have been in your studies these past two weeks and I am very impressed to say the least. There will be a lot of changes that will take place from now on and I want you to be mentally prepared to handle them." This time it was Harry''s turn to look at Dumbledore with a shocked expression. Dumbledore''s proclamation had been highly unexpected. However, Harry quickly recoveredand smiled as he recalled his Patronus. "What did old McGonagall want, Harry?" asked Ron. Harry was now in the library sitting on a table with Ron, Hermione and Daphne. They had their textbooks and parchments laid out on the table as they were finishing their homework. Harry had positively influenced Ron and Daphne and the two had become very studious. It was mostly apparent in Ron as he always had the habit of leaving anything related to studying for till last minute. Upon seeing the improvements the two had made in the last two weeks, Hermione''s competitive spirit had been awakened like a blazing fire, pushing her to try harder to stay ahead of the two. "Fufufu, ladies, love me!" said Harry, opening his arms. "Admire me! Praise me! For I exceed any expectations! I am outstanding!" "What are talking about, you silly oaf?" asked Daphne, giggling. Harry took out a neatly folded parchment and placed it on the table in front of his friends. "Behold! The result of my brilliance!" Daphne took the parchment and carefully unfolded it. She read through it and her pretty blue eyes lit up as an excited look took over her face. She then passed the parchment over to Ron and Hermione who read it together. "Harry, I love you!" exclaimed Daphne as she flung herself in Harry''s arms, tightly hugging him. Harry gasped in surprised as he hugged Daphne back. "Decided! I''m marrying this girl!" "Harry, this was signed by Professor Dumbledore!" said Hermione in shock. "How did you manage to get him to personally -!" Harry suddenly shot his hand, covering Hermione''s mouth. "Hermione, do you want the whole school to find out? You have no idea what I had to go through to get this slip! Do you want him to revoke it?" "Sorry," whispered Hermione as Harry let go of her mouth. But how? "For being an outstanding individual?" said Harry, looking proud. "Or was it for becoming the youngest seeker in a century? Or was it perhaps due to helping my fellow students in their magical studies? Perhaps only Dumbledore knows? But I highly doubt he would come out with the reason." "Hermione, who cares for the reasons," said Ron in a hushed voice. "Now we can visit Hogsmeade without having to sneak around." Harry smiled at his friends an started studying with them. The reason he got the permission slip to go to Hogsmeade? Like he is going to reveal it. The days tricked away again and Harry became even busier than usual when Dumbledore''s training was added to the mix. This left Harry so exhausted that he completely forgot to use the Dungeon Creation. He stated practicing duelling with Ron, Hermione and Daphne. At first Harry could take on all three of them, however, as they started improving, he could only keep up with two of them at the same time. They were avoiding him when it was time for their duelling sessions and Harry had a strong hunch that they were leaving him out of their practice. However, Harry didn''t bother about that much since it meant he could focus on everything else. Halloween day finally came and Harry was starting to get impatient as he knew Quirrell would soon let a troll loose. For the past two months of studying in Hogwarts, Harry had improved drastically, both in his control over his magic as well as in his advancement in his level. However, once he reached Level 15, Harry found out there was no EXP bar next to his Level. When he noticed his stats increased slowly as usual, he thought that he would Level-Up once his stats passed a certain threshold. Harry found this quite puzzling as he always believed that he would simply level up once sufficient EXP points had been achieved. He had also noticed that every time he levelled up, he would receive two points on his attributes apiece. The classes for the day tricked away and soon it was time for the Halloween dinner. The entire school had been decorated in Halloween themes and many students were excitedly talking about the dinner. Harry found the entire Halloween fiasco preposterous and condemned it. In fact, he didn''t like any of the religious holidays held in Britain and they included celebrating Halloween, Christmas, as well as Easter. 18 Troll Battle Harry was very edgy the whole day as Halloween Feast came closer and closer. Harry was not worried about the Philosopher''s Stone as Snape would chase off Quirrell. Besides, he could not do anything yet as he was not strong enough to face Quirrell yet. Ron, Hermione and Daphne had noticed Harry''s strange mood and asked him what was wrong. He just brushed them off saying he was having a bad day. In the Great Hall, everyone was busily enjoying themselves with the feast. Harry was sitting with Ron and Hermione in the Gryffindor table. He did not have an appetite and he had an agitated look on his face. Under his robes, he kept flexing his developing muscles as he started tapping his index finger on the dinner table. "Harry, what''s wrong?" asked Hermione with a worries face. "Yeah mate, what''s wrong?" asked Ron, holding a chicken wing in each hand. "Your face looks flushed. Are you coming down with a cold?" "I don''t know," said Harry, through gritted teeth. "You have been training extra hard lately," said Hermione. "Could it be that the stress is getting to you?" "I don''t know," said Harry again, trying to stabilise his breathing. He closed his eyes and started meditating while he was trying to make sense of what was happening to him. He noticed that his Mana Reserves were glowing brightly and trying to expand. Over the last two months of training, Harry''s Mana Network had grown exponentially, causing it to grow thicker and stronger, causing a great rise in his Mana Reserve. "This is strange," thought Harry as he tried to make sense of what was happening to him. "My Mana Network is trying to forcefully expand. What is this? My body is absorbing the Mana Particles in the air at a faster pace? This is bad!" "I need to see Dumbledore," said Harry as he suddenly stood up. Without waiting for a response, Harry immediately stood up and made his way towards the teachers table. "Professor Dumbledore, a moment please?" said Harry looking at Dumbledore, who was enjoying his food. "Something wrong, Harry?" asked Dumbledore, looking up from his food. "There -!" Just as he was about to respond to Dumbledore, Harry''s Sharingan activated and his body started shaking. He quickly shut his eyes so that others would not notice the change in his eyes. However, Dumbledore noticed the change and a frown appeared in his face. He got up and quickly lead Harry to a corner and looked at him in concern. "Harry, is someone invading your mind?" asked Dumbledore in a hushed voice. "No, there''s something wrong with my body," said Harry, slightly breathless. "Harry, what''s wrong? You''re shaking!" said Dumbledore, his voice filled with worry. "I feel like my magic is growing out of control! My body can''t handle it! I need a point of release! Otherwise, I feel like I might explode!" Bang! The Great Hall''s oak double door was flung wide open and in came Quirrell came sprinting into the hall, his turban askew and terror on his face. Everyone stared as he reached teacher''s table and looked for Dumbledore. He looked around to find him standing in the corner with Harry. Quirrell slumped against the table, and gasped, "Troll ¡ª in the dungeons ¡ª thought you ought to know." Quirrell the slumped down on the ground and fainted. It took a few seconds for the news to register in everyone''s minds before the entire Great Hall was engulfed in an uproar. "SILENCE!" roared Dumbledore as his voice was magically magnified. "Prefects, lead your Houses back to the dormitories immediately." The prefects sprung into action. They all gathered their Houses together as they started heading towards their dormitories. "Harry, I''ll leave you to Madam Pomfry," said Dumbledore, returning his attention back to the trembling Harry. "She''s very capable." "Professor, no!" snapped Harry, his teeth grotted. "Take me to the troll! If I fight with the troll and reduce the amount of magic in my body, I''ll recover!" "Harry, no! A troll is not a creature a first year can handle!" "Professor, trust me! I know what I''m doing!" "Harry, facing a troll is dangerous!" "Leaving me like this is even more dangerous!" "Madam Pomfrey and I can help you! You don''t need to face the troll!" "Can you safely expel the magic that is building up in my body safely within the next ten minutes?" Dumbledore kept silent. "I didn''t think so! You will be there with me! I just need to release my magic against a target and who better than a strong troll?" said Harry, shaking more violently. "Fine!" relented Dumbledore. "But you better tell me about this after!" "Or you''re going to let me exploded?" asked Harry, jokingly. "This is not a joke, Harry!" said Dumbledore sternly, leading Harry towards the dungeons. "Come on, Professor," said Harry. "Neither of us are at the age to be so serious. You''re too old and I''m too young!" "You''re more like your father than you think, Harry," said Dumbledore with a smirk. "Has anyone ever told you that?" "No, you''re the first," replied Harry. "He once said that exact same thing to me," said Dumbledore. "Old man, this is no time for nostalgia!" said Harry, his irritation worsening. "But if we''re going to reminisce, tell me about his friends." "Why his friends?" asked Dumbledore, curious. "You tend to know a person better from knowing who he befriends," said Harry wisely. "A person is the average of the five people the spend the most time with." "That''s a very wise thing to say," said Dumbledore, clearly impressed. "I know, right? I heard a motivational speaker once say that! A great man, he was!" say Harry, his shaking getting worse. As they were talking, Harry and Dumbledore reached the dungeons and a waft of foul stench reached their nose. The stench was instantly followed by a low grunting and shuffling footfalls of giant feet. Harry and Dumbledore moved towards the noise and a ridiculous sight came into view. The twelve foot tall, lump of body with dull, granite gray skin of a troll with a small bald head perched between its shoulders came into sight. "The movie did not depict this troll the right way," thought Harry as he cringed. "They should have highlighted it''s ugliness more." The troll stopped beside a doorway and slouched into the room. "It didn''t see us," said Harry, following after the troll. "It''s alright, but how do you want to deal with it?" asked Dumbledore, following after Harry. "That''s a fully grown mountain troll, I''ll have you know." Before Harry could answer, a loud scream reach their ears. "KYAAAAA! Someone HELP!" "That''s Daphne!" exclaimed Harry in shock. Harry quickly ran inside the room to find Daphne crouching against the wall in full terror. Her face was drained of it''s colour as the troll was knocking off the sinks of the bathroom as it advanced towards her. "Daphne! What on earth are you doing here?" asked Harry in an angry tone. "Harry! Help! I came to the bathroom and I was about to leave when this troll came!" cried Daphne when she saw the troll. "Shit! Of all the toilets, she had to come to this one!" cursed Harry as he jumped at the troll. "Harry, move aside!" ordered Dumbledore when he the crouching Daphne. "Old man! I told you I need to do this!" said Harry, activating his Sharingan. Harry aimed a flying kick infused with his mana at the back of the troll''s kneecap, causing it to become unbalanced. This was the fourth phase of the training he had come up with, Mana Infusion. The training plan he had come up with currently had four phases. Phase One: Mana Detection, Phase Two: Mana Absorption & Circulation, Phase Three: Mana Absorption & Circulation with Movement, and Phase Four: Mana Infusion. In Phase One, one would detect the Mana Particles through meditation. In Phase Two, one would absorb the Mana Particles and circulate it around their Mana Network to replenish their Mana Reserve. In Phase Three, one would simply need to repeat Phase Two while physically moving around instead of being in a meditative state. By far, this was the hardest phase to master. Phase Four was a combination of all the previous three phases with one added step: infusion the Mana in the body with a certain body part and use it in hand-to-hand combat to amplify the force of the strike, creating a brand new style of combat. This was what Harry had just done when he kicked the troll. After staggering a little, the troll looked around to see Harry preparing for another kick. It swung its club around and aimed at Harry. Harry quickly ducked and took out his wand aimed at the troll, shouting: "Stupify!" A jet of red light shot out of Harry''s and hit the troll directly in the chin. However, Harry noticed that the spell did very little on the big troll as he shouted: "Petrificus Totalus!" "Daphne, quickly! Move out of there!" screamed Harry. "The troll will be free soon!" Following Harry''s instructions, Daphne quickly shot out of the room and stood behind Dumbledore who was looking at Harry with a weird look on his face. He had already taken out his wand and was ready to intervene at a moment''s notice. Harry put away his wand. He slightly bent knees and put his hands forward vertically, palm open, with his left hand in from of his left hand. He hands aligned with their respective shoulders. "What is he doing?" thought Dumbledore, frowning. "ROARED!" The troll had now broken out of the Full Body-Bind Curse as it roared. Harry took a deep breath, steadying his irregular breathing. He coated his legs and arms with his mana that causing them to glow brightly. He also spread a thin veil of his mana to cover the room. Harry had discovered last week that upon spreading out his mana like a thin veil outwards with him as the centre, he was able to detected anyone and anything that entered his veil''s range. The most he had been able to cover with his veil had been a one meter radius. However, with the spike in his Mana Capacity today, his range had increase to five meters radius. With his Sharingan fully activated, Harry dodged the troll''s attempts to turn him into a meat paste and constantly striked at the troll''s knees. Each and every strike was infused with his Mana and allowed the small amount of damage to accumulate with each strike. It had to be noted that an ordinary person''s physical strength was no match for the toughness of a troll''s skin. That added with their natural regenerative abilities, most of the damage Harry caused healed almost completely before he could damage the troll again. After dodging and striking for a solid five minutes, Harry noticed this. He frowned as he looked at the troll. He was starting to get out of breath, however, after circulating his Mana throughout his body, his fatigue had disappeared. During the five minute exchange between Harry and the troll, Harry noticed his Mana Network was starting to stabilise. He got happy and charged at the troll. Harry sidestepped to dodge the troll''s club before sending a karate chop at the side of the troll''s knee causing it to howl in pain. Harry had been constantly thinking on how to increase the damage dealt to the troll. He had been slowly changing the shape of his Mana that coated his hands, making it sharper and sharper with every strike. Finally, after countless attempts, Harry''s Mana coated hands had the sharpness of a knife. Harry looked excitedly at the troll''s knee that he had just injured. There was inch long cut at the side of the troll''s knee. However, his excitement instantly changed into a frown at what he saw. The small cut was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. "The would was to shallow," thought Harry, just barely dodging the troll''s club. "I need to make a deeper cut! But how ... ah, that could work!" Harry was lucky that trolls weren''t fast or he would have long found himself turned into meat-paste long ago. Harry closed in on the troll again and aimed for the latter''s knee again. He stepped in to the troll''s left as the club blocked his way to the right. Harry instantly striked, showing no hesitation at all. Just as his strike landed, Harry send a wave of his Mana in the shape of a sharp blade into the newly caused. The troll howled in pain as it launched a punch at Harry with its left first. Harry didn''t have enough time to dodge as he had sent another Mana wave at the injury. He quickly lifted his arms to block the punch. Not being able to withstand the power behind the blow, Harry''s body shot back, crushing into the wall. "Harry!" screamed Dumbledore and Daphne in unison. "I''m fine! Stay back!" said Harry quickly through gritted teeth as he was fighting against the pain. Harry had a bright white glow covering his entire body. At the last second, he had managed to infuse Mana in his entire body, cushioning the impact against the wall. However, the force of the troll''s punch had managed to crush both his arms and even cracked his three of his ribs. He was lucky that his Mana infused arms had absorbed some of the force from the troll''s punch. Oherwise his chest would have caves in, crushing him to death. "Dammit, the system wasn''t kidding when it said I''ve lost the Plot Armour protection," thought Harry, smiling bitterly. Harry looked at the troll that had fallen on his knees as it glared at him, growling. Harry stared straight at its angry eyes as his Sharingan glowed. Thud! A second later, the troll slumped to the ground with a grunt. Seeing the fight was over, Dumbledore and Daphne ran over to Harry''s side accompanied with McGonagall and Snape. "Harry, are you alright?" asked Daphne, tears rolling down her cheeks. "Albus, that was a very dangerous move you pulled allowing Potter to face the troll alone," said McGonagall with a pale face. "That was something young Harry needed to do, right?" said Dumbledore with a relieved smile, looking straight at Harry''s blue eyes. "Yeah, I''ve calmed down now," said Harry, smiling weakly. He had already deactivated his Sharingan as soon as he had placed the troll under an illusion. "Daphne, I''m alright. Stop crying. It''s some cracked ribs and broken arms." "Only? You call that only?" shrieked Daphne, fighting the urge to hug Harry. "You could have died, Harry!" "But I didn''t, that''s what matters," said Harry, trying to comfort the blonde girl. "Like father like son, Potter," said Snape with a strange look on his face. "Truly headstrong and reckless." "I''ll take that as a complement," said Harry, looking at Snape. "Potter, why are you glowing?" asked McGonagall. "I''ll explain at another time, but for now I owe the infirmary a visit, no?" said Harry, the Mana in his body depleted and the glow that covered his body fading. "Aaah ... I''m so tired." 19 Blood Malediction Harry was lying on the infirmary bed drifting in and out of sleep. When he had first been brought into the Infirmary, Madam Pomfrey had instantly diagnosed him and had very skilfully healed his broken ribs and arms in literally no time at all. Harry had been very impressed by her skills. However, she had still kept him for the night for observations to which Harry was very glad as he was not in a state to be questioned by Ron and Hermione. After waking up for the umpteenth time, Harry sighed and sat on his bed in a meditative position. His entire body was hurting. Never In his life had he ever had such a dull, numbing pain spreading throughout his body. Harry closed his eyes and stabilised his body. He noticed the Mana Particles dancing around his body as they were being sucked inside his body. The rate that the Mana Particles was being absorbed by Harry subconsciously had tremendously risen. He did not know why or how his body had suddenly become a vacuum for Mana Particles. Upon checking his Mana Network, Harry found that it was no longer there. Instead of the usual complex network that existed, much like the map of the underground tube, his whole body was giving off a faint, dull glow. "What''s going on?" thought Harry, frowning. "Normally, after absorbing this much Mana and at this speed, my Mana Reserve would have long been filled. So why ... Hmm? Could it be? No way! That''s too fast!" Harry''s eyes suddenly shot open as they showed both confusion and excitement. "Status Window!" muttered Harry under his breath. Name: Harry Potter|Age: 11 Level: 16|EXP: (0/160,000) Health Point: 15,000 |Mana Point: 0/15,000 Vitality: 150|Strength: 150 Agility: 150|Intelligence: 150 Wisdom: 150|Dexterity: 150 Attribute Points: 160 "It really is Mana Deficiency I''m suffering from," thought Harry. "My fight with the troll must have pushed me to forcefully Level Up. And all of my attributes have been pushed up to 150. My Intelligence and Wisdom had already reached 150 points a week ago though. And the Experience Bar have returned. Sigh ... it seems that I actually needed to max out my Attributes at Level 15 before levelling up. Hmmm ... what''s this Attribute Points that has suddenly appeared?" Harry focused his attention on the new line of information that had appeared in his Status Window. Suddenly a new panel appeared, surprising Harry. [Attribute Points that are awarded each time Host gains a level to distribute on an Attribute of choice. 10 Attribute Points per level.] "I see," muttered Harry. "The Level Up has increased my Health Point and Mana Point to an astronomical amount! This is quite ridiculous! I don''t know who I compare to now! But simply going Attribute Points, I seem quite overpowered for someone my age! But this works in my favour if I''m to face Voldemort! Now let''s have a look at my abilities. Ability Window!" Abbilities: Sharingan - Level 3 (3 Tomoe) - EXP: 1500/3000 - Mana Sense - Beginner (C+) (Allows user to sense Mana in the air.) - Regeneration - Beginner (C+) (Allows user to recover recover from fatigue and light injuries at 2.5 times normal speed). - Mana Regeneration - Intermediate (B-) (Allows user to recover 500 Mana Points per minute.) - Mana Absorption - Rank: C (Mutiplies the speed of Mana Regeneration by two) - Mana Circulation - Rank: C (Multiplies the effect of Regeneration by two) - Physical Endurance - Rank: E+ (Increases the body''s durability, allowing for less damage to be taken.) - Mana Armour - Rank: C+ (Allows user to create a coat of armour using Mana to increase both attack and defence.) - Increased Mana Affinity - Rank: B (Allows user to become more sensitive to Mana and handle it better) - Intermediate Mana Control - Rank: B+ (Allows user to have better Mana control than the average wizard.) - Dungeon Creation - Rank: E- (Allows user to create an alternate dimension that only user can enter with a set number of floors in accordance to users strength. A new floor can unlocked every time user gains five levels. Current floor number: 4 Floor.) - Wing Chun Kung Fu - Rank: B+ (A traditional Southern Chinese Kung fu styles in close range combat. Increases user''s user''s attack and speed powers. Mana strikes can be used when actively combined with Mana Infusion.) "Wow! That''s quite the abilities I have!" exclaimed Harry. "Not bad with only two months of training time. But if I were to add the extra six hours I gain with the Time Turner, that''ll bring me to almost three months! Now let''s check my skills. Skills Window!" Charms - Mastery: Beginner (C+) Transfigurarion - Mastery: Beginner (C+) Potions - Mastery: Beginner (C+) Dark Arts - Mastery: Beginner (C+) Herbology - Mastery: Beginner (C+) Duelling - Mastery: Beginner (C+) "So my skills in all these subjects have increased to C+ Rank," said Harry. "My hard work has definitely paid off! By the end of the year, my skills should reach peak of Intermediate Level! That is good progress considering it gets harder to advance the higher the levels become!" "Mr. Potter? Why are you not resting?" asked a stern voice. "Madam Pomfrey?" said Harry in surprise. "I am resting. Did I wake you up?" "No, I just came to check up on you," replied Madam Pomfrey. "How are you feeling?" "Very hungry!" replied Harry. "I''ll feel much better with some food if you have any." "I''ll get you some from the kitchen," said Madam Pomfrey. "You truly are a reckless student, Mr. Potter! And that Headmaster of our! It is times like this where I have the urge to examine that head of his to see if he has a screw loose! Allowing first years to face a mountain troll! The nerve of that man!'' Madam Pomfrey''s figure briskly went out of sight as she kept muttering under her breath. "Hahaha! She might be the only staff in this school who will openly criticize Dumbledore! Hahaha!" laughed Harry. As he waited for the matron to return with the food, Harry return to meditation as he actively absorbed the Mana Particles. He was shocked at the speed of it. Never in the two months of starting his training had he ever absorbed the Mana Particles at such a speed. If his previous speed was like water flowing through a hole, his current Mana Absorption was like water bursting through a dam. After recovering from his initial shock, he was extremely pleased. This meant less time would be wasted before he could return to his usual daily affairs of studying and training. Harry woke up bright and early the next morning. Although he was not back to full power and his muscles were still sore, he was feeling much more energetic. Last night as he was meditating, Harry had discovered that his Mana Network had blended into one, covering his entire body instead of the usual Mana Network Lines he had previously. Now, he felt he could freely control the Mana in his reserves and send it to any part of his body with no obstruction. However, he had also made another discovery. The Mana Particles he was absorbing - whether passively or actively - was instantaneously being sent to nourish his bones and muscles, strengthening them and making them more compact. Despite the dull ache, Harry could feel his body getting stronger and stronger. He felt his body was being molded into something far more superior than before. After doing his usual morning stretching, Harry was examined by Madam Pomfrey and was told he could be discharge later on. She also told him to take the day off from classes to rest since his body was still sore. She would inform the Headmaster. Harry was glad he was not going to classes as he had other plans. When he had just finished having breakfast, Harry''s influx of visitors started. Ron, Hermione, Daphne, Fred, George and Oliver Wood all came in at the same time, bombarding him with questions. "Harry, how are you feeling?" asked Daphne tearfully as she threw herself on his arms, much to Hermione''s annoyance. "I''m fine, stop crying you silly girl," said Harry, rubbing the blonde girl''s head. "I''m just worn out and all my entire body aches." "Harry! That was a very stupid thing to do!" said Hermione angrily. "Dumbledore was there! Why did you have to face that troll? You could have died!" "Hermione, relax," said Harry, trying to comfort her. "I didn''t die and the fight with the troll helped me more than you know! So relax!" "Harry, I''m glad you''re alright," said Oliver with a smile. "I don''t know what would have happened if you were out of commission before the Quidditch against Slytherine." "I''m sorry, Oliver, I don''t know if I''ll be fit enough for tomorrow''s match," said Harry, with an apologetic smile. "You''re in luck, Harry," said Fred. "Yeah, Dumbledore personally had tomorrow''s match extended to next week," said George. "Why?" asked Harry. "Because of you, mate," said Ron, grinning foolishly. "And the most surprising thing is, Snape didn''t object." "Now that you mention it, Snape''s Gryffindor bashing behaviour has been reducing this year," said Oliver. "I don''t know why though." "Don''t tell me you miss him bullying us?" asked Fred, looking shocked. "No, on the contrary, I''m actually glad," said Oliver. "If things look up, who knows, he might even treat us "fairly"!" "Keep dreaming, mate," said Fred, rolling his eyes. "If that happens, pig might fly." "When''s the match been scheduled for?" asked Harry. "Next Saturday," replied Oliver. "Hmmm ... that''s long enough," said Harry thoughtfully. "Oliver, how would you like the team to receive a power boost!" "I would like nothing more, Harry!" replied Oliver excitedly. "What do you have in mind? "Fred, George, teach the team Phase One, Broom Core Control," said Harry, turning to face the twins. "Oliver, listen to Fred and George! They know what to do! You guys should go now and prepare! I''ll be busy this week and so will the team! Meet me at the Gryffindor Common Room on Saturday morning! Hey, Daphne, when are you going to let go of me?" "Ah, sorry, it was just so comfortable holding you," replied Daphne, blushing. "Hn!" snorted Hermione, looking more pissed. "Before we go, Harry, I must say you were bloody amazing facing that troll last night!" said Fred excitedly. "Yeah, Harry, the whole school''s talking about it," said George. "How does the whole know?" asked Harry, bewildered. "A little birdy talked," said Oliver, smiling mischievously. Everyone looked at Daphne causing her to blush even more as she lowered her head. "Anyway, hope you get back in top form quick, Harry," said Oliver. "I''m sure the whole team will be more than happy to hear you''re now alright. Fred, George, let''s go! We have much to do, I presume." "You presume well, my friend," said George, grinning from ear to ear. "Just wait until we teach you what Harry came up with!" said Fred, following George and Oliver. "It''ll knock you off your broom!" "Hahaha," laughed Harry. "Knocking him off his broom! So funny." "Hahaha, I know, right?" said Ron, catching on. "What are you two laughing at?" asked Hermione, pouting. "Inside joke, you wouldn''t get it," said Ron, shrugging his shoulders. "Hey, Hermione, you''re not going to hug me?" asked Harry, noticing an argument coming up. "Hn! Who wants to hug you, Potter?" asked Hermione, crossing her arms across her chest. "Come on, I know you want to," said Harry, with a teasing smile. "Nope!" said Hermione, turning her head. "I''ve been told I''ve got a comforting hug," said Harry, getting out of bed. "Harry, she doesn''t want a hug," said Daphne with a slight blush. "I don''t mind another hug." "Maybe another time," said Harry to a disappointed Daphne. "First I need to get Madam Pomfrey to discharge me. Don''t you guys have a class to go to?" "We do, but Harry, what was that yesterday you used?" asked Daphne with curiosity. "A secret, Daphne," said Harry, placing a finger on his lips. "I hope you didn''t tell everyone about that?" "No, I just told them you defeated the troll," said Daphne with a sweet smile. "I figured it might be a secret and hoped that you can teach me?" Harry looked at Daphne. She looked back at him maintaining her sweet and gentle smile. "Daphne, if I''ll going to teach you ...," said Harry before trailing off. "Yes, I''ll keep it a secret!" said Daphne, nodding her head. "No, I don''t care, you might as well tell them," said Harry, waving his hand. "What!" exclaimed Daphne, looking dumbfounde. "You don''t even know what you saw, so how are you going to explain it to anyone?" asked Harry, looking at Daphne with a poker face. "That ... !" "Exactly!" said Harry in a cold tone. "So, care to try again?" "I''m sorry, Harry," said Daphne in embarrassment, looking down. "Daphne, for a Slytherine, you''re a good person, but for you to try and blackmail Harry was a BIG no-go," said Ron. "If you had just asked him, he wouldn''t have refused. We''re all friends, after all." "Seriously, that was such a bad way to blackmail him," said Hermione, rolling her eyes. "I''m really sorry, Harry," said Daphne, looking at Harry. "I can understand if you no longer want to be friends with me." "No, we can still be friends but you''ll have to bear the punishment for trying to blackmail me," said Harry with an evil smile. "What ... what''s the punishment ...?" asked Daphne as cold sweat trickled down her spine. "First answer this question ... why do you want to learn what I used yesterday?" asked Harry. "One of my ancestors was inflicted with a curse that resurfaces in one of their descendants leading them to their death," replied Daphne with a sad face. "I want to get stronger and find a way to cure the curse as there''s a chance it may resurface in me." "Hmmm ... are you talking about Blood Malediction?" asked Harry, as he cupped his chin with his hand. "You know of it?" asked Daphne in surprise. "I read it in one of the books in the library," said Harry. "Hmmm ... I didn''t know your family carried such a curse." "Harry, what''s Blood Male-thingy?" asked Ron, confused. "Blood Malediction ... it''s a debilitating condition that could resurface in the victim''s descendants," said Harry, deep in thought. "It''s a condition very similar to leukaemia where the blood cell development process is interrupted by uncontrolled growth of abnormal cells. The abnormal cells stop the blood performing important functions such as fighting disease. It weakens the one suffering from it leading to a premature death." "Oh my god, that''s terrible," said Hermione, feeling sorry for Daphne. "I''m sorry about that, Daphne," said Ron. ''Hmmm ... I''ll help you out to find a cure, Daphne but you stillhave to face the punishment," said Harry, seriously. "Thank you, Harry, but ...," said Daphne. "No buts!" snapped Harry. "Trying to blackmail me is a big mistake! And you''re so bad at it! You have a lot to learn, young lady!" "Harry, you''re not teaching her blackmailing!" said Hermione sharply. "Who said anything about teaching her?" asked Harry with a stunned face. "Nobody said about not teaching her either, hahaha," laughed Ron. "Aaahhh ... the wonderful life we lead," sighed Harry with pondering gaze. "Quite wonderful, indeed," said a voice behind the group of friends. They turned around to see a smiling Dumbledore standing behind them. "You three seem to be late for your first lesson," said Dumbledore. "History of Magic might be quite dull but helpful nonetheless." "We''re going right away, Professor Dumbledore," said Hermione as she shuffled away with Ron and Daphne. "Quite the lively group of friends you have, young Harry," said Dumbledore, turning his attention to Harry. "Quite so," replied Harry, returning to his bed as he smiled. "How are you feeling?" asked Dumbledore, sitting next to Harry. "My muscles ache and my magic low," said Harry. "But it''s nothing some food and rest can''t cure. Madam Pomfrey said she''ll discharge me today after yet another round of check-ups." "That''s good to hear. You did give me a good round of shock yesterday with that stunt of yours." "I would have thought you''d get used to it by now." "If it was anyone else, perhaps. But you''re quite a different case." "I''m assuming you didn''t just come for a friendly visit, Professor," said Harry with a knowing smile. "Perceptive as always, Harry," said Dumbledore, returning Harry''s smile. "I''m not going to tell you about it, Professor," said Harry with a serious tone. "At least not yet." "You have a good reason for withholding that information?" asked Dumbledore, surprised as not expecting Harry''s refusal. "Two, actually. First, I don''t know much about it myself. Two, I highly doubt you''re ready to tell me what I want to know." "And what is it that you want to know, Harry?" "Why was it that Voldemort wanted to kill me in the first place, why couldn''t he kill me and why didn''t he completely die off when he failed?" asked Harry looking at Dumbledore straight in the eye. There was a long silence between the Headmaster and student as they stared deeply into each other''s eyes. Each was waiting for the other to speak and neither wanted to be the first to break the silence. "Sigh ... you''re a lot calmer than you were when you first arrived, Harry," sighed Dumbledore, finally breaking the silence. "The fight with the troll helped me in more ways that I thought," said Harry. "Oh? Care to enlighten this old man?" asked Dumbledore, raising an eyebrow. "For starters, it helped me to calm my mind and emotions that were in turmoil since I boarded the Hogwarts Express," said Harry. "But more importantly, it helped me realise where I truly stand in my fight against Voldemort. All this time, I thought I would be fine as long as I was strong enough to fight him on my own. Oh, how wrong I was. What I''m up against isn''t just just Voldemort. It''s his entire army of dark forces. Otherwise, how can one man, alone, with no army to back him up cause such a widespread terror in the hearts of people who is even afraid to speak his name? Don''t get me wrong, I''m not underestimating him. But to fight an army, you need an army yourself, don''t you think?" "So what''s your plans, Harry?" asked Dumbledore, his eyes twinkling. "Increase my influence," replied Harry confidently. "Not just in Hogwarts but also outside. My primary target is still Hogwarts since my presence is still here." "You''re referring to the Ministry of Magic as the outside source?" asked Dumbledore. "Yes, that''s my second target," replied Harry, nodding his head. "My third target is the general wizarding community. I need to move into the eyes of the public to win their support and what better way than through the Daily Prophet and the various different magazines to appear." "That''s a fine goal, Harry," said Dumbledore, smiling. "But -!" "But not yet," said Harry, cutting off Dumbledore. "Not this year. I''m not there yet. There''s an idea I have and I will move into the limelight when that idea ready to pull off." "Should I even bother asking what the idea is?" asked Dumbledore. "No, I''ll tell you first when it''s ready," said Harry, smiling confidently. 20 Gryffindor Vs. Slytherin After Harry''s conversation with Dumbledore, Madam Pomfrey ran one final check-up before discharging him from the infirmary. Harry wondered around the school grounds aimlessly as he was thinking about his two months stay in this magical world. One thing that became clear to him today was that he has been on the negative spectrum of the emotions quite a lot. He had gone from grieving for his mother''s death, getting stupidly angry to joking and flirting, to feeling happy and excites at new discoveries. He was not joking when he had said to Dumbledore that his fight with the troll had truly opened his eyes. When he was smashed by that troll''s punch, it seemed that it had knocked off his the reservations he had held about this world. He was no longer the old Harry Potter from his old world nor was he the original Harry Potter of this world. He was a combination of the two. He now understood that he needed to fully embrace his new identity. With a calm mind and clear emotions, Harry made his way back to the Gryffindor Common Room while thinking about the lessons he had been taking. He had found Herbology as an interesting subject and had developed a fondness for it, however, not to the same extent as Charms, Transfiguration and Potions. Neville had become much more confident after a few interactions with Harry and had been able to shine much brighter after overcoming his initial shyness. Harry''s sessions with Flitwick had been advancing smoothly. Flitwick had been teaching Harry how to cancel out spells cast by opponents and they had been practicing with the Disarming Charm, Expelliarmous. Harry was expected to match the Mana Quantity of the opponent''s spell with his own so they would for the cancellation of both spells to take place. Harry had been improving at a rapid pace and Flitwick had been increasing his Mana output at every session. The idea was for higher to hone his timing, judgement and mana output and for these three to become a reflex. This had been the first goal of Harry''s training. The second goal was to control the mana in his body to cancel out affects of spells that affected his status such as the Disarming Charm, the Confundus Charm, Full-Body Bind Curse etc. Harry was still a little off, however, he felt that he would gain full proficiency over this aspect once he starts using the Room of Requirement and Dungeon Creation to further hone his skills. Harry''s training with Snape was also progressing very well as he was constantly forced to think outside the box with his views on magic. This had led Harry to start thinking of creating his own set of spells which he would be very proud of. Snape also had Harry learn Occlumency and Legilimency to which Harry was very appreciative about as it complemented his Sharingan a lot. Snape, at first, been reluctant about teaching Harry about potions, however, this soon changed when Harry''s immense talent in Potions was seen by him. This was not an opportunity for Snape to pass as Harry''s talent for Potions was in no way inferior, if not superior, to Snape''s. As Friday came closer and closer to an end and students started trickling out of their classrooms, Harry noticed he had missed out on the hottest topic after his battle with the troll; the Quidditch season talks. The games were being conversed about everywhere. Amongst all the talks, the position of Gryffindor Seeker was the highlight of the talks as Oliver Wood had kept it quite even from the reserve team. Also, as Harry had already shown his overwhelming performance and the fact that as Seeker he was not required to perform any teamwork, he was seen even less on the Quidditch pitch. Harry remembered that Ron was able to get on the reserve team, and as fate would have it, his suitability lied with the Keeper position. Oliver Wood was clearly impressed by his performance and had declared him as his successor and he was included in the main squad''s training regime. Harry was very happy for Ron as this meant that the red-head would have something of his own he can brag about and would no longer be the jealous side-kick of Harry anymore. "Not training with the team, Ron?" asked Harry, sitting next to Hermione. Harry had returned to the Gryffindor Common Room to find Ron and Hermione sitting at the comfy chairs. "Fred and George are training them in their Phase One," replied Ron with a foolish grin. "And since I''ve already mastered that phase, I was excused." "Hermione, you still mad that I was letting Daphne hug me for so long this morning?" asked Harry, looking at his favourite girl. "Hn, hug her all you want, who cares?" snorted Hermione. "Come now, Herms, you''re still my number one girl," said Harry, putting an arm over her shoulder. "Stop being a player," said Hermione, trying to shrug his arm off. "I clearly see you flirt with both of us." "That''s because I fancy you both," said Harry, smiling as he pulled her into his arms. "But you''re still number one. I''ll definitely marry you first as soon as soon as we graduate from Hogwarts." "You''re planning on having more than one wife?" asked Hermione, stunned. "Of course," declared Harry with a sly smile. "Just you and Daphne though. No more, no less. And I expect you to take care of her as the first wife." "Eeeek, get off me!" shrieked Hermione, furiously blushing. "Who will marry a player like you?" "You and Daphne will," replied Harry, looking at the escaping Hermione. "And I''m not a player. I''m a seriously legit player." "Hahaha, you sure like teasing her, Harry," laughed Ron. "Look at her escape." "I was not teasing her!" declared Harry with a serious face. "I''m being deadly serious!" "Whatever," said Ron, shrugging his shoulders. "Anyway, I''m going to sleep now," said Harry, stretching. "I''ve got a new phase to tell you guys about in the morning." Next morning Harry, Ron and Hermione woke up at dawn and made their way to the school grounds. They met Daphne at the front of the Great Hall. "I had a breakthrough yesterday in my fight with the troll," said Harry staring at his friends. "It''s a combination of the first four phases with an extra step. Its function is to create a thin layer of armour that cover your entire body. There''s a requirements to achieving this feat - to solidify your Mana Network Lines to the point where they blend together and becomes one. The blending of your Mana Network Lines increases your Mana Reserve and if your body is not strong enough to handle that pressure, you will explode. I got lucky yesterday - very lucky - that I did not explode." At this point, Ron and Hermione had pale faces as they absorb what Harry was saying. "However, you don''t have to worry too much," continued Harry. "As long as you strengthen your body so it can bear the pressure of the increased amount of Mana, you''ll be fine. I would recommend that you absorb Mana Particles only after your Mana Reserve is empty. Ron, Hermione, you have both mastered Mana Absorption and Circulation with Movement. I will now teach you Mana Infusion." "Ummm ... Harry, I''ve no idea what you''re talking about," said Daphne with confusion. "What is it that I''m supposed to do?" "For now I want you to train your body and I will teach you everything else after breakfast," said Harry. "First start running some laps to build your stamina. By then I''ll be finished with Ron and Hermione and I''ll teach you some hand-to-hand combat." "Why do I need to learn hand-to-hand combat?" asked Daphne, perplexed. "It helps with the style of training that I''ve come up with by focusing the your magic and gaining better control over it," explained Harry. Harry spent the rest of the day and majority of Sunday guiding Ron, Hermione and Daphne in their respective trainings. Daphne''s talent surprised Harry as she managed to sense Mana Particles in only one day and managed to master Phase two by Sunday evening. Harry still couldn''t use magic yet as whatever he was absorbing was constantly being used by with the nourishment of his bones and muscles. What came as a surprise was that his muscles were getting stronger and leaner as he slowly recovered. Harry took the entire week off from training and simply focused on his schoolwork, meditation and supervising the training of Ron, Hermione and Daphne. Fred and George also joined them as usual and Harry taught them Mana Infusion too. Harry went on to observe the Gryffindor team practicing on Friday, the day before match. He was greatly satisfied with their progress in their flying skills as well as their teamwork. Their moral was sky high and couldn''t wait for the next to arrive. By now, Harry had fully recovered from his Mana Deficiency and was brimming with vigour. He too was filled with excitement for his first game of Quidditch. "Oliver, I swear to you right now, if you start another speech, not only will I break your broom but also give up on the Snitch" said Harry in a threatening voice. "I know you want to go Pro! I also know that from now until I graduate from Hogwarts, we will win every bloody match we play! So. Keep. It. Shut." "Very well," said Oliver, grimly. "Don''t worry! I will not allow the Snitch to be caught until we are 200 points ahead," said Harry reassuringly. "Thank you Harry," said Oliver. It was Saturday morning and Harry was standing in front of the exit that lead to the Quidditch stadium, waiting for the announcement with the Gryffindor Quidditch team. About a minute later, they heard the announcement for their team and everyone got on their brooms, ready to kick off. Harry could feel the adrenaline coursing through him and his heartbeat getting faster and faster. As they heard the announcement a second time, everyone kicked off into the air. As he entered the pitch, he was hit by a huge cheer from the audience. Harry closed his eyes, relishing the feeling of being in the limelight, flying. A few seconds later, the Slytherin team also entered the Quidditch pitch. Upon seeing both ready, Madam Hooch followed after and blew her whistle, starting the match. Harry immediately flew up in the air smoothly at a safe height. He didn''t wanted to chance himself getting attacked by the beaters. Harry looked around and saw his opponent also settling at a similar height. Both were waiting for the Snitch to appear. As the two teams started to struggle for the possession of the Quaffle, Harry was surprised to see the increased level of control the Gryffindor team had over their brooms. "It seems like they''ve fully mastered their Mana Control," thought Harry. "Fred and George have done better jobs than I had expected." Gryffindor had an overwhelming advantage with their keeper and beaters as Wood was arguably the best keeper and the Weasley twins were the best beaters. Fred and George''s innate coordination and mischievous personalities were highly suited for their roles. Where Angela Johnson and Alicia Spinnet lacked in experience, they more than made up with it in their broom control and could pull off better manoeuvres than the Slytherin teams. Once they had adjusted to the game, they quickly took control of the Quaffle and made the first score of the season. Harry knew that once the team played all if their games this year and the training sessions that Oliver Wood was carrying out, they would have gained enough experience to easily become the number one team next year. The game advanced and Gryffindor was able to maintain and further their lead thanks to the efforts of Oliver Wood. This reduced the pressure on the chasers who focused more and more on the offense. "This is not good," thought Harry, frowning. "They''re placing to much reliance on Oliver and forgetting on their defence. I''ll have to talk to Oliver about this after the game." At this point, an idea lit up in Harry''s mind. He smiled slyly as he looked at the Slytherin Seeker and Keeper. Harry controlled the broom core as he shot towards the Slytherin keeper. Higgs also shot straight after him thinking Harry had found the Snitch. As he couldn''t catch up to to Harry due to the speed difference of their brooms, Higgs barked at his team''s beaters to knock Harry off his broom. Not needing to look around as he could sense the Mana fluctuation in the air, Harry slowed slightly to allow the Bludger to catch up to him. Harry willed his broom to take a sharp right as the Bludger shot past him and hit the Slytherin Keeper straight in the stomach, taking him out of commission. Higgs swore at the smirking Harry. "Don''t blame me, stupid Higgs," said Harry, laughing. "That Bludger was aimed at me, remember? I simply dodged." Harry, at this point flew back up to a safe height and continued watching out for the Golden Snitch while he also kept an eye out on the game. After having their Keeper taken out, the Slytherin couldn''t block out the Gryffindor chasers from scoring anymore. Not long after, the Gryffindor team was leading the game with a score of 250:40. The Gryffindor team''s morale had taken a great boost once they saw the Slytherin Keeper being taken out. They became bolder with their gameplay as they were able to score more often. "That''s good enough," said Harry to himself, smiling. "It''s time for me to end the game." Harry extended out his Mana Sense and quickly found the Golden Snitch. Not bothering with Higgs anymore, he shot like a bullet, heading straight for the ground. The Snitch was hovering a metre above the ground. The audience were cheering loudly as they saw Harry''s daring yet dangerous vertical dive. Many had their hearts in their mouths at Harry''s nose dive. Harry on the other hand wasn''t worried as he had the highest level of control over his broom and could change its direction at a moment''s notice. Harry opened his mouth and quickly pulled back up into the air. The Snitch had folded its wings as soon as Harry''s lips had touched it and Harry quickly moved it into his mouth. Once he was high enough in the air, Harry noticed that both teams had stopped their play and were looking at him with stunned faces. Never in their lives had they ever seen a first year pulling off such a risky manoeuvre. There was a pin-drop silence all around the stadium as both the students and teachers looking at Harry as if he was some sort of a monster. Harry smile grew from one ear to snotber as he took out the Snitch from his mouth and held it up, high in the air. A deafening cheer almost blew Harry off his broom as Gryffindor''s victory was announced. The Gryffindor team came together as Fred and George grabbed Harry and placed him on their shoulders as they enjoyed the overwhelming support and cheers they received. "Why hasn''t Quirrell acted up yet?" thought Harry as he was waving at the cheering crowd. "Not that I''m complaining, but I''ve even had a Mana Barrier erected around me. Did he somehow noticed?" Harry turned his gaze towards the teachers stand and felt a two strong Mana Fluctuations where one was constantly cancelling out the other. "I guess I was too focused on the match to notice Snape and Quirrell''s silent battle," thought Harry. "Hey guys, I think that''s enough bathing in the limelight," said Harry to his teammates. "Let''s get down." "As you say since you''re the star today, Harry," said Oliver happily. "But you''ll have to teach us how you managed to pull off that Wronski Feint!" "Yeah, Harry, that was the most perfect Wronski Feint I''ve ever see," said Fred and George in unison. "That Mana Fluctuation looks a bit too strong for my taste," thought Harry as his team landed on the ground. "My Mana Shield may be able to absorb some of that force, but I don''t want to be on its receiving end yet. Maybe in my fourth year when Voldemort comes back, but not yet." Once all of the Gryffindor House students had returned back to their Common Room, Fred and George threw a massive party to celebrate their first victory of the season and looked forward to winning the remaining matches and then the Quidditch Cup. Oliver was extra happy as that meant that his dream of joining the Professional Quidditch League would become more realistic and he would have a better chance of getting scouted. The whole team were beaming with excitement and earnestly thanked Harry for his contribution to the team; not just for his part in winning the match, but also for having Fred and George helping them with their broom control. Harry had a warm feeling brimming up in his heart. He asked them to keep it a secret as he does not want everyone to know about it. They reassured him that his secret would be safe with them as they know just how powerful of a flier it could make someone. The party went on for a very long time. Even McGonagall joined them, beaming with excitement and happiness and heavily congratulated the team, especially Harry, for their win. "Now I can hold my head high and proud in front of Snape," said McGonagall to Harry happily. "I won''t have to deal with his gloating face anymore!" As the party was coming to an end, McGonagall left and everyone started to trickle away to sleep. Harry asked his teammates with Ron, Hermione and Daphne to stay behind. "Guys, since we''ve worked so hard to win the match, I have decided to take us somewhere nice tomorrow," said Harry once everyone was gone. "Where do you have in mind?" asked Angela curiously. "How does Hogsmeade sound?" asked Harry with a grin. "But Harry, anyone below third year isn''t allowed," said Alicia. "And even for third years and above, they can only go on select weekends." "Worry not, my pretty Chaser," said Harry, placing hands on his hips. "Yours Truly has received permission from the Headmaster himself to go on any weekend I choose and take a select few friends with me. Don''t ask me how or why, but I think it may be on the count of my awesomeness!" 21 Cloak of Invisibility The two weeks Christmas holidays had began and Hogwarts was covered in a thick blanket of pure white snow. The lake was frozen solid and Harry took this chance with the Weasley twins to have an ice-skating competition that attracted a lot of attention. While the Gryffindor Common Room and the Great Hall had roaring fires, the cold corridors had become icy cold with the bitter wind that was having a constant battle with the classroom windows. The Weasley brothers were staying behind at Hogwarts with Harry since their parents were visiting their brother Charlie in Romania. Everyone Harry had been training hadprogressed immensely in their training. Ron, Hermione, Daphne, Fred and George had long mastered Stage 4: Mana Infusion and had solidified their Mana Network to a very high level. They were very close to advancing to Stage 5: Mana Armour. Harry had them all focusing more on their physical training as he had discovered from experience how dangerous it was to advance to Stage 5 with a weaker physical body. He had explained to them how the body was simply a vessel for the magic they held in their body and how a stronger vessel was able to withstand a greater deal of pressure. Their control over magic had immensely grown and had won numerous points for Gryffindor and Daphne for Slytherin. Harry himself had grown considerably stronger physically. His control over magic was now above any seventh year and was steadily reaching the level of the Hogwarts teachers. He may not be a match for them yet in terms of battle prowess, but he was confident by the end of his third year, he could hold his own, if not win against them. Harry''s duelling skills had sky-rocketed, both with a wand and wandless while training with Flitwick. He had also trained his Sharingan, albeit at a slower pace since he wanted to keep its abilities a secret. He was very closed to unlocking his Mangekyo Sharingan. Whenever he got the chance, Harry would put Malfoy''s two cronies, Crabbe and Goyle under an illusion and make them do stupid stuff. One time while waiting for outside of the potions classroom, he had made them think their clothes - safe for the underwear - were on fire and they had stripped. As soon as he had dispelled the illusion, they had run away on embarrassment. Everyone had laughed so hard at the duo, they had tears coming out of their eyes. Even Snape felt embarrassed because of them. Harry had sent a note to his aunt and uncle saying he would be spending the holidays in Hogwarts until the summer break - not that they would miss him. He had also informed his uncle to be on the lookout for a few companies and to invest in them as he would get a nice return from them. These companies were what he knew from his previous life like Apple and Microsoft which he knew would make them very rich. Harry wanted to make use of the Dursleys as he was still too young to be making any money in the Muggle world. He did not simply want to make money in the wizarding world as he knew that once he expands his area of influence, he would eventually be in contact with the Muggle Prime Minister. He did not want to exchange Galleons for British Pound when he could make it through his his uncle. Harry had included in the note that he had inside information that they increase in value over the years a lot. He also included a few other companies he remembered that would give a faster return on investment. He had also included he would be in receipt of 25% of the profits they would be making as commission since it would be their money that would be used for the investment. From that, Harry was sure he would have enough to enter the property market in about two years time. Occasionally, Harry would play Wizards Chess with Ron and would flatten him every game. Ron''s skills in chess had risen greatly as they shared pointers with each other. On Christmas day when Harry and Ron woke up at their usual time, Harry noticed a pile of presents at the foot of his bed. He looked over at Ron''s bed to notice he had a bigger pile of presents and smiled. "At least the presents he gets is more than mine." "Merry Christmas, Harry," said Ron, smiling sheepishly. "Hn," replied Harry with a grunt. "You don''t seem excited for Christmas," said Ron as he started opening his presents. "I don''t see the point of getting excited," said Harry, shrugging his shoulders. "What are we even celebrating?" "According to Christianity, it''s to celebrate Jesus''s birth," replied Ron. "And are you a Christian?" asked Harry. "No," replied Ron, honestly. "But it''s a national holiday so why not." "Well, celebrate it if you want, but I don''t see any point," said Harry. "But I''m not one to refuse free gifts." Harry opened the first gift to find a roughly carved wooden flute from Hagrid. "It seems the timeline hasn''t changed to the point of unpredictability yet," thought Harry as he smiled. "Now, to use my Sharingan or this flute to put fluffy to sleep ... hahaha ... such a difficult choice ...!" Harry opened the second, much smaller, parcel that also contained a note. "Harry, we''ve received your note with your present and have considered your advice. We hope it proves fruitful and you will know when you come home in the summer. We have enclosed your Christmas present. From Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia." Harry took the fifty-pence coin that was taped with the note. "What a weirdly shapped coin," said Ron sounding fascinated. "This is money?" "You can have it," said Harry, tossing the coin to Ron. "Give it to your Dad, I''m sure he''ll appreciate it." The next two presents were as expected, a hand-knitted emerald green sweater from Mrs. Weasley with a large box of homemade fudge and a box of chocolate frogs from Hermione. The next one was unexpected as Harry received a good looking robe. It was not tailored like the Gryffindor uniform. However, it had silver linings stitched around the edges of the robe. When Harry wore it, he noticed the shape of a winged unicorn stitched across the right chest of the robe. Once Harry read the note, he instantly knew who it was from. "Harry, who sent you this robe?" asked Ron, shocked. "It is from Daphne," said Harry casually. "It looks high quality." "Harry, these are the Premium Robes of Madam Malkin''s Robes for All Occasions," said Ron in an excited voice. "It must have cost her a fortune." "She must really like me to send me this gift," muttered Harry with a smile. "Harry, you have to treasure this robe," said Ron. "This is not a robe you can get easily." "Worry not, Ron," said Harry. "I look after precious presents very well. This will come very handy." Harry opened his last present and as expected, it was the invisibility cloak. Harry opened the note to see Dumbledore''s narrow, loopy handwriting. "Your father left this in my possession before he died. Now it is time I returned it to you. Use it well. A very Merry Christmas to you." "Harry, is this what I think this is?" asked Ron, his excitement doubling. "Yeah, an Invisibility Cloak," replied Harry, smiling. "It''s about time that old geezer gave me this." "Who sent it to you?" asked Ron, not taking his eyes off the cloak. "Dumbledore," replied Harry. "It once belonged to my father." Harry spent the day with the Weasley brothers, laughing, joking, acting silly. When dinner came, he enjoyed the Christmas dinner that was laid out in the Great Hall with all the students that had stayed behind. He may not celebrate the occasion, but he was not a fool to not enjoy himself in the perks it brought. Since the day he had crossed over to this world, he had worked very hard and thay hard work heavily paid off. He was on top of his studies to the point where he could ace his exams even if they were held the next day. He had advanced in his training to the point where he could duel toe-to-toe with any fourth or fifth year student. The only aspect that he was falling short on was the school''s curriculum, however, he could still easily rival any second year when it came to knowledge. Before the holidays began, he had asked all his teachers, safe for Quirrell, if he could start practicing the second year materials during class. They had responded that they would make an exception for him and allow him to sit his first year exams after the Christmas holidays and would then teach him the second year materials so long as he passed them. This made him very happy even if he could not sit the classes with the second years. The holidays had come to an end and during the first week of term, he was excused from classes so that he could sit the exams. Harry told Ron, Hermione and Daphne about it at breakfast on Monday morning and all three had shocked expressions plastered on their faces. "I knew you were good, Harry, but not to the point where you''ll be taking the end of year exams only after the first term," said Daphne, still shocked. "The stuff aren''t that hard for me," said Harry, shrugging his shoulders. "What''s going to happen with your classes, Harry?" asked Hermione. "I''ll still be attending with you guys for the rest of the year, but I''ll be studying second year materials," said Harry. "Then that means come next year, you''ll be with the third year students," said Ron sadly. "We won''t be in the same class anymore." "What are you talking about?" asked Harry, raising an eyebrow. You three may not be ready for exams yet right now, but if you three want, I can help you prepare for both first year exams as well as second year exams," said Harry. "How are you going to do that?" asked Ron, confused. "Sigh ... sometimes I wonder if you have any brain in that thick skull of yours," sighed Harry in exasperation. "You''re still not realising that I know ALL the materials for the first year curriculum and I''ll be starting the second year curriculum from next week you lazy ass! As long as you lose an hour of sleep every night and double your efforts, you can still ace your exams for both first year and second year exams." "But Harry, will we be allowed to sit two years worth of exams together?" asked Daphne. "Daphne, you''re forgetting who you''re talking to," said Harry, narrowing his eyes. "I''ll vouch for you guys as long as I feel the three of you are ready. But my words alone will not make much difference if you do not show sufficient competence. Since all of you started training with me, how has your spell casting been? Have any of you found any class we have had difficult after me tutoring you?" All three of them kept quiet. They knew that Harry was right. This was especially true for Ron who had made great improvement in both his theoretical knowledge and his magical abilities. "All three of will be ready to take the first year and second year exams together with my help," said Harry with confidence. "Of course, Ron will struggle the most out of all three of you.'' "Why is that?" asked Ron. "Sigh ... you''re not as motivated to study as these two girls," said Harry, sighing. "You''re smart but you''re lazy and a procrastinator and the only reason you''ve even improved as much as you have is because we''re not messing around and you''re spending most of your time with us." "Wow, that''s spot on, but kind of harsh to point it out with no hesitation," said Daphne in surprise. "You can continue as per normal and I''ll still tutor you as per normal, Ron," said Harry. "You will still be able to progress fine. But if you want to take the first and second year exams together, you have to make changes to keep up with the demand. I have no intention of being in Hogwarts for seven years when I can graduate early." "When are you planning to graduate?" asked Hermione, who has been quiet all this time. "If everything goes well, I want to graduate by the end my fifth year in Hogwarts," said Harry. "If not, by the end of sixth year." "What are you going to do once you graduate?" asked Daphne who could not help but be curious. "You must have thought about it since you want to graduate early." "I want to travel around the world," replied Harry without hesitation. "After that, I will either become a teacher here at Hogwarts and eventually become Headmaster or work to become the Minister for Magic. Or maybe I''ll become both at the same time." "Has anyone told you you''re crazy?" asked Daphne. "No, but if you do, you''ll be the first," said Harry, smiling. "You''re crazy," said Daphne, returning Harry''s smile. "So guys," said Harry. "What''s it going to be?" "Count me in," said Hermione immediately. "I have no intention of falling behind you anymore than I already have." "Me too," said Daphne. "The quicker I get strong, the quicker I''ll be able to find a way to break my family''s curse." "Sigh ... how can I be the only one between us that always lags behind," sighed Ron. "I''m in as well. This is going to be a busy year." "Alright, I''m going to give you three a copy of my notes to study," said Harry. "Study between yourselves as much as of it as you can this week. I''m going to be busy with my exams this week. Once I''m done, I''ll watch over your progress." "Mr. Potter," said McGonagall as she approached him. "Here is your exam timetable for this week. I wish you good luck." "Thank you, Professor," said Harry with a smile. "I have good news to share with you." "What is it, Mr. Potter?" asked McGonagall, raising an eyebrow. "Ron, Hermione and Daphne have covered about seventy percent of the first year materials and will finish everything by the end of January," said Harry. "After that, I''ll be teaching them the second year materials. I''m June, they''ll be ready to take both the first year and second year exams together." "Hmmm ... I admit they are ahead in their studies, but I''m not so certain they''ll be able up cope with they pressure," said McGonagall, looking at them. "If they are able to demonstrate their competence in both the theoretical and practical aspect of the subjects, can you please allow them to take their first year exams at the end of the month?" asked Harry. "I''m sure they''ll be able to pass their exams with flying colours given the chance." "I''ll keep an eye on them in Transfiguration and I will inform the other Professors about this," said McGonagall after a few moment''s pondering. "I will allow it as long as I am satisfied with their progress for the next fortnight." "Thank you, Professor," said Hermione brightly. "I promise we will not let you down!" 22 Forbidden Fores It was Friday night and Harry was sleeping in the Gryffindor Dormitories. He had finished his exams that day and had trained in the Room of Requirement until late that night. Having pushed himself harder than normal, he had been left exhausted. After meditating and recovering most of Mana Reserves, he had been dragged his feet to bed. Although absorbing Mana Particles relieved him of his physical fatigue, the same could not be said for his mental fatigue. He still needed to sleep the mental fatigue off. "Harry ... Potter ...!" Harry shifted in his sleep. "Harry ... Potter ...!" "What ...?" muttered Harry in his sleep. "Harry Potter!" Harry''s eyes shot open in shock. He did not recognise the voice. "Harry Potter!" "Who is that?" asked Harry, looking around. "My name is Astrid Ventrue, the Vampire Princess," said the voice in Harry''s head. "I am in need of your assistance, Harry Potter!" "Where are you?" asked Harry. "I am in the Forbidden Forest!" replied the voice. "Please come and meet me. It is very urgent. Do not block my Telepathy, Harry Potter! I mean no harm to you or any of your kind!" "What do you need from me?" asked Harry. "You should know I do not take kindly to ANYONE that invades my mind!" "Harry Potter, if I had another method of communication, I would have done so," said the voice. "Your mental defence is quite strong for one of your age! It is not easy for me to maintain this method of communication at this distance! Please, meet me in the forbidden forest! The fate of my people is at stake!" "Very well, but I will bring someone with me," said Harry. "I hope you do not expect me to come alone." "Of course not," said the voice. "It is perfectly understandable." "Also, if this turns out to be a trap, I will kill you in the most brutal way," said Harry in a threatening manner. "I believe you," said the voice calmly. "That is the reason why I have sought for your assistance! I know you do not take kindly to your enemies!" "How do I find you in the Forbidden Forest?" asked Harry curiously. "I will wait for you at the entrance," replied the voice. "The entrance that is connected to your school!" "Very well," said Harry, getting out of bed. "It will take me about an hour or two to arrive." As soon as Harry said that, he felt the telepathic connection he had with that stranger disconnected. Harry quickly changed into his robes and immediately cast a few defensive charms on himself and ran towards Dumbledore''s office. It did not take long before he reached the rotating staircase. Having given the password, Harry quickly ran inside Dumbledore''s office. ""Professor!" Harry called out loudly. "Professor!" Harry waited for a few seconds and was about call out once more before the door behind Dumbledore''s desk opened and the Headmaster walked out in his blue pyjamas, still sleepy. "Harry, to what do I owe this unexpected visit at this late hour?" asked Dumbledore, looking at Harry. "Professor, what do you know of the Vampires?" asked Harry without hesitation. "Not a lot aside from they''re a secretive race," replied Dumbledore, fully awake. "They keep to themselves and hardly ever interacts with other races. Why the sudden enquiry?" "One just contacted me Telepathically," said Harry. "The Vampire claimed to be the Vampire Princess!" Dumbledore''s expression immediately warped into that of a great shock. "Did this Vampire Princess state what she wanted?" "She asked for my help and is waiting for me in the Forbidden Forest," replied Harry. "I don''t know if this Vampire Princess is friendly or not nor do I know If I''m strong enough to face her should she decide to attack me. Which is why I came to ask if you and Professor Snape would accompany me to meet her." "Give me a moment to change, Harry," said Dumbledore before darting back to his bedroom. Harry didn''t have to wait long before Dumbledore returned, fully dressed. Dumbledore into the air and pointed it in the direction away from his office. Harry saw something silvery dart out of it and streak away like a ghostly bird. "That must be the communicating Patronus," thought Harry. "I have to get this old man to teach me that." "Let us depart, young Harry," said Dumbledore. "Professor Snape will meet us at the Great Hall entrance. Vampires may number few, however their prowess is quite high. It''s not wise to offend them, not to mention if their Princess is waiting for you." "Professor, you seem to know more than you''re letting on," said Harry, walking besides Dumbledore. "It would be best to tell me as much as you know. I doubt she would let me be until I helped her out." "Worry not, Harry," said Dumbledore. "You did well informing me. I will do everything I can to resolve this." "I hope she beats you up quite badly," said Harry with a sour expression. "That''s not very nice, Harry," said Dumbledore in displeasure. "I did not inform you so you could fight my battles, Professor," said Harry, frowning. "Don''t forget, not everything is in your control." "You''re forgetting I''m still your Headmaster," said Dumbledore. "You''re forgetting she came to me - the STUDENT - for help instead of you - the HEADMASTER!" said Harry angrily. "As much as I appreciate your help, Headmaster, I do not take kindly to being controlled like an ignorant child!" Harry was fuming inside and was doing everything he could to keep his emotions in check. "Harry, you need to understand, not everything is about you," said Dumbledore, trying to keep his anger in check. "Nor do you see me begging like a spoilt brat for the world to revolve around me!" said Harry, pushing down his anger. "I have a Vampire Princess coming to me asking for help. I come to you asking for information. I didn''t have to inform you of my meeting with her." "Professor Dumbledore, I received your message," said Snape as he saw Dumbledore and Harry walking towards the entrance door. "And Mr. Potter is involved. Why am I not surprised? How did you get yourself entangled with a Vampire Princess, Mr. Potter?" "She approached me when I was sleeping," replied Harry. Snape noticed the sour expressions across Harry and Dumbledore''s faces and was quite surprised. "What happened for both Potter and Dumbledore to look angry?" thought Snape. "I could understand if it was just Potter, but the Headmaster too?" "Let''s go, Severus, young Harry has a meeting with a Princess," said Dumbledore, taking the lead towards the Forbidden Forest. "And do pray tell, which part of the Forbidden Forest is the meeting held?" asked Harry, tilting his head. "Harry, this is important, let''s go," said Dumbledore. "Why are you so scared of Vampires?" asked Harry, not moving from where he was standing. "What is it you''re not willing to tell me?" "Harry, -!" "I''ll find out eventually, so why can''t you tell me now?" asked Harry, brows furrowed. "The Vampire clans are in civil war," said Dumbledore. "So? That''s normal," said Harry. "Not for Vampires," said Dumbledore, shaking his head. "The only time they''re in civil war is if the different clans are not in agreement with their next leader." "So the Princess has come to involve me in her mess," muttered Harry, pondering. "Most likely," said Dumbledore, nodding his head. "And this was so difficult to tell me, because ...?" "Because the one who gets involved gets turned into a Vampire, marries the Princess and becomes the next Vampire Lord," said Dumbledore solemnly. "I see," said Harry with a smile. "I don''t understand what was so difficult to tell me that information. Let''s go and see our Vampire Princess." "You''re not worried, Potter?" asked Snape. "Why should I be?" asked Harry, looking at Snape. "It''s not like I want to be a Vampire." The trio walked up towards the entrance of the Forbidden Forest and came face to face with a figure that could only be considered an otherworldly beauty. Harry was stunned. This woman had the hourglass figure that would put any modle to shame. A red satin dress covered her slim, yet curvy figure. Her silky black hair rolled down her back reaching all the way to her waist. Her full red lips curved up into a bright smile as she locked her red eyes with Harry''s. Harry waited. The vampire waited. Dumbledore and Snape waited. Nobody moved. They all simply waited. "You''re not going to speak?" asked Harry when the silence became awkward. "I was waiting for you to break the silence," said Astrid. "Your voice is beautiful!" exclaimed Harry subconsciously. Suddenly, Harry''s eyes widened as his Sharingan got fully activated. Harry looked at the Vampire Princess as her smile widened. "My father was right about you," said Astrid sweetly. "You really are a gem!" Harry kept quiet. He simply stared at the woman standing before him. "Not simply due to your eyes," continued Astrid. "But primarily due to your talent." Harry was unusually calm and patient. "He had a dream about you," said Astrid. "In the dream you caused our destruction. At first he wanted to eliminate you. But then he dreamed again. In the second dream, you were the one who saved us. My father dreamed for a third time. This time you were the Vampire Lord. Oh the heights you brought us in that dream. You cured us. You broke our curse that limited our fertility." "You came to find young Harry due to the Vampire Lord''s dream?" asked Dumbledore. Astrid shot Dumbledore a glare. "We Vampires never dream. If and we do, it becomes a reality. The fact my father dreamed three times in a row, we have a choice of three scenarios. It is clear what our choice is." "I''m sensing a but," Harry finally spoke. "But ... not all clan leaders have the desire to owe a human anything," said Astrid. "They wish to eliminate you before you become the cause of our destruction." "Go home," said Harry, turning around. "Pardon?" gasped Astrid in surprise. Even Dumbledore and Snape were surprised at Harry''s abrupt decision. "What do you expect from me?" asked Harry without looking back. "You invade my mind in the middle of the night and ask for a meeting. Then you tell me your old man''s dreams. Were you hoping I would just follow you?" "I was telling the truth!" said Astrid. "I would have found you more believable if you weren''t using your Charm on me," said Harry. "Besides, for someone whom you claim can make or break your clan of Vampires, you sure are taking me too lightly." "Will you not stop him?" asked Astrid sweetly, looking at Dumbledore and Snape. "Don''t bother with them! The old man is Homosexual and the gloomy man is still in love with a dead woman," said Harry as he walked away. "Tell your Vampire Lord father if he truly believes in his dreams to be a prophecy, he needs to show himself personally." "As expected of Harry Potter," said a deep voice. Harry froze on the spot. He slowly turned his head to find a tall muscular man standing next to Astrid. "However, it is truly a surprise that your eyes are advanced enough to see through my mist," said the man. "You are?" asked Harry, narrowing his eyes. "Vlad Ventrue, the Vampire Lord," said the man. "You''re supposed to be a legend?" said Harry, looking at the man from head to toe. "I truly did not expect you to be here personally." "You are the maker or breaker of my people, Harry Potter," said the Vampire Lord. "You are too important to not meet personally." "You sure have a weird way of showing it,'' said Harry in displeasure. "Forgive me, Harry Potter," said the Vampire Lord. "I had made a oath for any Vampire to never enter the castle beyond the Forbidden Forest with your founders. That oath must be honoured." "So what do you want from me?" asked Harry. "Marry my daughter, Astrid, and our curse will start losing it''s effect," said the Vampire Lord in all seriousness. "Huh? Come again?" gasped Harry in shock. ""Marry my daughter, Astrid, and our curse will start losing it''s effect," said the Vampire Lord again. "Just so you could increase your Clan''s fertility rate?" asked Harry, dumbfounded. "Your marriage will not just increase my people''s fertility rate but also make us stronger. We will be in your debt for the rest of lives." "No!" "Pardon?" "I will not marry your daughter!" "Is there something that she''s lacking?" "I just met her a few minutes ago ... how am I supposed to know if she''s lacking?" "Then why refuse her?" "I already have two potential wife candidates." "It is perfectly normal amongst nobility to have more than one wife." "I''m not nobility. Find another way to fix your fertility problem," said Harry before making his was back towards the castle. "There is," called out the Vampire Lord. "However, we would need you to become as strong as us Vampires to dispel the curse." "Very well, come back when I''m strong enough," said Harry. "Harry Potter," said the Vampire Lord. "I would like my daughter to stay with you. As a method of communication with me, and to keep her safe from my enemies." "I have some questions," said Harry, looking at the Vampire Lord with his Sharingan glowing. "One, why choose me?" "Because you have a soul stronger than anyone else in this planet," replied the Vampire Lord. "That must be due to my transmigration," thought Harry. "Question two, why can you not enter Hogwarts?" "We can, but we chose not to! We don''t exactly want to create a panic, do we?" "Why does that sound like a lie?" asked Harry, eyes narrowed. "The Vampires took an oath with the Hogwarts founders not to get inside the school grounds," chimed in Dumbledore, surprising Harry. "That was a surprise, Professor," said Harry with a smile. "For a minute there I thought you were all about withholding information." "However, that does not explain how you could talk to Harry, telepathically," said Dumbledore, ignoring Harry. "I understand that all Vampires have the ability, but to reach Harry in his dormitory room from this distance?" "Now you can''t expect us to reveal all our secrets, do you?" asked the Vampire Lord. "Besides, young Harry Potter appears to have already guessed it." Harry found the two Vampires, Dumbledore and Snape staring at him. Harry shrugged his shoulders saying: "It''s not my secret to reveal." Dumbledore have Harry an annoyed look. "Vampire Lord, keep your daughter with you and go back," said Harry. "I''m sure you can find someone stronger who can help you." "No one else is able to use Mana Particles like you, Harry Potter," said Astrid. "Alright, I can''t hold off this question anymore; how is it that you know all of this information about me?" asked Harry. "The seer in our family saw your powers," said the Vampire Lord. "Your family seer was awfully specific with the information about me," said Harry, frowning. "From what I know, they speak in riddles." "Our family seer burnt her lifeforce to "see" the details of her vision before revealing it to me," said the Vampire Lord. 23 The Return "Young Harry Potter," said the Vampire Lord, getting on his knees and bowing. "I truly desire to change my people''s lifestyle for the better. My race is on the decline and given a few more years, we may risk going extinct." "What are you going to do with the Vampires who do not agree with you?" asked Harry. "I am willing to go to war with them if it means the survival of my people," replied the Vampire Lord. "How many have you told about this?" "The only ones who know are the elders of my Ventrue clan." "How many of the Vampires agree with you?" "From what I have gathered about thirty percent." "What are you doing to increase that?" "We are actively improving our relationships with the other clans to gain their support. There are a about three clans I''m not hopeful about, but as long as I will be able to handle them once the time comes." "For a Vampire Lord you sure have a small circle of support?" said Snape curtly. "That support is only for the decision of changing our ways," replied the Vampire Lord. "It is mostly the oldest of my people who are remaining stubborn to keep our ways as it is." "Come back and find me once you have more backers, Vampire Lord," said Harry. "I''m already preparing to fight a war of my own and I do not have the time to be dragged into a war between your clans. Also, I will need the specifics of the curse you are inflicted with. I will help to lift the curse and in return I will want you to assist me in the war that I need to fight." "Very well," said the Vampire Lord, standing up straight. "I swear on my name Vlad Ventrue that I will be your ally and friend until the end of time for your help in lifting our curse." "I will bid you farewell for now," said Harry. The Vampire Lord and Princess turned around and vanished from sight. "If you are truly able to lift the Vampire''s curse and increase their fertility, you will have an incredibly powerful ally, Mr. Potter," said Snape, looking at Harry. "I''m assuming the Mana Particles the Vampire Princess spoke of is related to the stunt you pulled against the troll?" "Yes, you want to learn it?" asked Harry, smirking. "It''s quite powerful." "Maybe another time," replied Snape. "I think I''ll get back to sleep," asked Harry, yawning. "I''ve only had a couple hours of sleep and I''m still tired." "Harry, you need to be careful around the Vampires," said Dumbledore. "They are extremely dangerous creatures." "More dangerous than Voldemort?" asked Harry with a raised eyebrow. "Yes. There is only one Voldemort, however, there are many Vampires. The older they are, the more dangerous they become." "You''re still planning on keeping me in the in regards to the Vampires?" asked Harry. "There isn''t a lot I know about them as they are a very secretive race," said Dumbledore. "I will try to find more about them." "Argh," groaned Harry, clutching his scar. "Are you alright, Harry?" asked Dumbledore. "My scar, it hurts from time to time, but it just gave me a searing pain," said Harry though gritted teeth. "Has it always been hurting?" asked Dumbledore, looking worried. "No, it only started during the sorting "Very likely," nodded Dumbledore, stroking his beard. "It appears he''s on the move." "Professor, I think you should answer my questions now," said Harry, rubbing his throbing scar. "I will but not right now," said Dumbledore after a moment''s silence. "There are a few things I''m trying to confirm and will answer all your questions after. I''m very close Harry. I would appreciate it if you were patient with me." "As long as you agree to tell me, I have no problem with waiting," said Harry. "It''s good to see you controlling your outburst, Harry," said Dumbledore with a smile. "If I didn''t know you could defend yourself against Legilimency, I would have assumed you were being controlled by Voldemort." "Urgh ... allowing that dusting thing in my mind?" exclaimed Harry, pulling a disgusted face. "That must be my lowest moment." After that, Harry went back to his dormitory to sleep. However, his interaction with the Vampires did not allow him to fall asleep. He knew storyline had already started to deviate from the original storyline. However, he did not know that these little splashes had caused such a huge wave that brought the vampires knocking his door for help. He knew that given his mastery over the Mana Particles, so long as he studied the structure of any spell once it activated, he would be able to formulate a way to dispel it. This theory of his had proven to work very well during his training with Flitwick. However, given that a new element had brought into the picture in the form of the Vampires, uncertainties were also introduced. Harry''s biggest advantage was his knowledge of what would happen in the storyline and this new uncertainty truly scared him before he could lay his foundation. He was by no means a coward. However, his biggest weakness was his way of dealing with those who withheld information from him. As Harry lay in his bed thinking over his actions from when he was transported to this magical world, a realisation suddenly hit him. "Dammit, I''ve truly been an idiot," muttered Harry under his breath. "System, can you come back online?" [Ding! Host finally realised his shortcoming!] "Wow, that was a fast response," said Harry in surprise. "I thought you were offline." [Ding! I was semi-offline! I thought you would have realised that by now!" "And you''ve changed your tone," said Harry in his mind as he smiled wryly. [Of course I have! With your acceptance of me and your increase in strength have allowed me to update my interaction with you!] "System, I''m sorry for my outburst that night," said Harry in embarrassment. [Apologies accepted! It has taken you a long time to come to your acceptance! I had originally thought you would start using me fully after I pretended to be your father!] "That was your doing?" exclaimed Harry in shock. [Yes. But I did not realise you were so stubborn that you would ever ignore your father''s words. Even if that was not your real father.] "Wait! You mean that was just you playing with my father''s image?" [Host, don''t get angry. As I mentioned, we are fused together. My existence is tied together with yours.] "Sigh ... I don''t even know how to react to that anymore. So do I have enough authority to get answers now?" [No, you still do not have the authority to give you any answers.] "Who has the authority, then?" asked Harry. [The one who created me. However, due to you ordering me to go offline, there has been adjustments made to my functions. I no longer have the function to take you to other worlds. The Heaven''s Path Divine Arts manual and the free system credits given to you have been also removed from the inventory. The shop function has now been modified and is currently unavailable to you. The way you Level-Up has also changed. You will no longer receive EXP points and will only level up once your physical attributes have been maxed to the corresponding level. However your intelligence and wisdom must always be one-fifth of your level!] "I had a feeling using you at this point would bring some changes, but I didn''t expect it to be like this," said Harry. [There''s always a reaction to any action, Harry!] "Wow, you changed your tone again," said Harry. "You still sound mechanical though. Well, no matter. What now?" [First check your Status!] "Status," muttered Harry. Name: Harry Potter Age: 11|Level: 30 HP: 2,750|MP: 2,030|Vit: 275 Str: 260|Dex: 270|Agi: 269 Int: 203|Wis: 205 Attribute Points: 300 "My stats have grown nicely," said Harry. "System, now that you''re back, what does that 300 Attribute Points do? They have been accumulating every time I levelled up." [They can be used to increase any of your Attributes. I can''t say I''m not surprised you never noticed this before since you never bothered to explore my functions. Do you want me to distribute them for you?] "Yes, distribute them equally between Intelligence and Wisdom," replied Harry. "They''ve become harder to raise." [Done! Your Intelligence and Wisdom has reached the maximum points for your level which is 300. You still have 112 Attribute Points left. Do you want to distribute them between your physical attributes?] Harry suddenly felt a jolt in his head that left him slightly light-headed. "That''s feels strange," muttered Harry. "No, leave them as they are. I''ll distribute them to Intelligence and Wisdom once I level up." [Check the missions window. There are mission that have been completed but you have not claimed them yet. There are also new missions available.] "Mission Window!" muttered Harry. [Mission Alert: Train your friends in Mana Sense! Reward: 1 attribute point increase on each attribute. Status: Complete - Claim - Yes/No?] "Hey system, I''ve already maxed out Wisdom and Intelligence," said Harry. "What''s going to happen to the points for them?" [They will be placed in your free points pool that you can use later.] "Thank God it won''t be wasted," muttered Harry as he claimed the reward. Mission Alert: Train your friends in Mana Absorption! Reward: 2 attribute points increase on each attribute. Status: Complete - Claim - Yes/No?] Harry claimed this reward too. The next three missions were also to train his friends. Two missions wanted him to train them in Stage 3 and 4 of his Mana Particle training rewarding him a total seven attribute points for his attributes. The third mission was to train them in Kung Fu offering him five attribute points for each of his attributes. "System, why has the missions so far been about training others?" asked Harry. [Because you cannot fight your enemies alone. You need an army and who better to have your back than your friends. Continue looking through the missions. There are also those that asks you to increase your own strength. What kind of a leader would you be if you were weak yourself?] "A smart mouth, you have developed," said Harry, returning his attention to his missions window. [Mission Alert: Become Level 10! Reward: 2 attribute points increase on each attribute. Status: Complete - Claim - Yes/No?] Harry claimed that reward, as well. He also claimed the rewards of the missions for levelling up to Level 20 and Level 30 that increased each of his attribute points by four and five respectively. The next level up mission was for Harry to reach Level 40, offering him a five points increase for a successful completion. "I guess it would be too much of a cheat if I my rewards increased each time," muttered Harry. [The fact that you are able to increase your power level with my help is already considered a cheat.] "I figured already," said Harry with a nod. "I just need to figure out the best way to utilise you." [For now focus on completing your missions. Check your second active mission. You''re going to love the reward.] Harry returned his attention to the Missions Window and clicked on the mission. A new window opened. [Mission Alert: Gather Information! Mission Description: Gather information on James Potter, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew! Mission Reward: Shadow Clone Jutsu!] "You can''t be serious!" exclaimed Harry. "A technique from my old world''s manga?" [Why not? You''re already in a world that is considered fiction in your old world!] "True ... the Shadow Clone Jutsu will make it so much easier to get stronger," said Harry, starting to get excited. [That is why I warned you that you will regret your decision when you ordered me to shut down!] "No point brooding over spilled milk, hahaha," laughed Harry. "But I''ll have to change my plans now. With the Vampire Lord asking for my help, the timeline have already changed a lot. They seemed to know a lot about me." [All the more reason for you to become stronger! If everyone finds out about your discovery of Mana Particles, your life will be in immense danger!] "I have already realised that," said Harry, closing his eyes. "Which is why I''ve been very careful who I have taught it to." [You were right in choosing to expand your area of influence!] "I''ll be ready to strike a deal with Fudge soon," said Harry with a smile. "The prototype of protective clothes are ready." [Are you sure you want to use the Weasleys as a front?] "I''ve changed my mind about that," said Harry. "With other races like the Vampires on the move, I can''t remain behind the scenes anymore. I''ll need to gather as much influence as I can while I can. I''ll have to get Dumbledore to bring that jerk of a Cornelius Fudge here." Harry looked over to his bedside table and reached out for the clock. He raised his index finger as its tip lit up, illuminating the clock. Harry saw it was already quarter to five. Despite being sleepy, Harry did not bother going to sleep. He got up and changed before waking Ron up for their usual morning workpout. Harry was surprised at the changes his increased stats brought. Although he hadn''t fully adjusted to his increased stats, he was still able to increase the intensity of his training by a large margin. There was no one who could match him when it came to hand-to-hand combat despite training together with him, be it with technique or physical prowess. Harry''s breakthrough to Stage 5 had done more than increase his Mana Capacity, it had strengthened his body to a very level. "You like what you''re seeing ladies?" asked Harry with a smirk as he flexed his muscles. Harry noticed that Hermione and Daphne had been starting at him throughout the training session. "It''s just that you look very athletic," replied Hermione with a blush. "Want to touch the awesome muscles I posses ladies?" asked Harry with a smirk. "No thanks, you''re covered in sweat," replied Daphne, turning her blushing face away. "Guys, how far you from Stage 5?" asked Harry, deciding not to tease them too much. "We''re very extremely close," replied Fred, excitedly. "Yeah, I think we''ll get there in about a week," said George, equally sharing his brother''s excitement. "I''m still a little behind," said Ron sadly. "Me and Daphne too," said Hermione. "I think we''ll need about a month before we''ll advance." "Guys cheer up, you''re all doing very well," said Harry encouragingly. "Fred and George''s bodies are more developed as they''re two years older than us. If we were all the same age, we would have progressed the same. Our physical and magical abilities have all advanced beyond our current years." "Then how did you advance do early?" asked Ron gloomily. 24 I Will Tell You Everything "My fight with the troll helped out a lot," replied Harry. "At that time my body was too weak to handle the amount of Mana Particles in my body. Remember how I was that day? If the troll hadn''t punched me and expelled majority of the magic from my body when I used the Mana Shield, I would most likely have died from Mana Overload. So keep training your bodies and take things one step at a time." Ron, Hermione and Daphne''s faces went pale when they remembered how Harry had been behaving during Halloween. However, they quickly cheered up with Harry''s encouragement and happily started walking towards their dorms for a hot bath. "Fred, George, how''s the other training going?" Harry whispered to the twins. They slowed down their speed so that the others wouldn''t hear them. "It''s great," said Fred excitedly. "We''re ready to go whenever you are," said George, smiling from ear to ear. "Good, I''m going to ask Dumbledore to get the Minister for Magic to pay us a visit," said Harry smiling. "We''re going to give him a few prototypes to try out before we start taking orders," said Harry. "Harry, you habe a good mind for business," asked Fred. "I still can''t believe you have came up with so many different ideas." "Fred, one step at a time," said Harry. "System, can I teach the Shadow Clone Jutsu to others?" asked Harry in his mind. [Yes, there should be no problem. However, you should place the requirement as Stage 5 for them to learn since you''re basically halving your Mana Reserve everytime you create a clone.] "There is a new spell I am working on which is SUPER awesome," said Harry, smiling widely. "I''ll teach it to you two as soon as I''m done learning it. But you two should be at Stage 5 at the minimum since it uses a huge amount of Mana." "That''s awesome, Harry! What spell is it?" asked Fred and George in unison. "I can''t ruin a surprise, now can I?" said Harry, grinning slyly. "Don''t worry, it will be ready by the time you two hit Stage 5. One more thing, bring the team to our morning training starting tomorrow." Later that day, Harry decided to head over to Hagrid''s hut to visit him since it was Saturday. Harry liked the half-giant a lot. Harry would make sure to visit him in his house every Saturday and he was always warmly welcomed. Although Harry could not say the same thing about the Hagrid''s cooking. Hagrid had no skill whatsoever in that aspect. Harry had tried many times to teach him how to cook, only to end up in complete disaster. Harry ended up bringing food from the kitchen with him during his visits and they both enjoyed it a lot. "Hagrid!" called Harry as he knocked on Hagrid''s door. "Hagrid, are you home?" "Harry, I''m out ''ere," came Hagrid''s voice from behind his hut. "What are you doing out in the cold, Hagrid?" asked Harry as Hagrid came to open his hut''s door. "I had gone to the library," replied Hagrid. "Looking up books on dragons maybe?" asked Harry following Hagrid inside his house. "How do you know that?" asked Hagrid, slightly nervous. "A wild guess," replied Harry as he looked at the roaring flame in his fireplace. "So it''s true. You do have a dragon''s egg." "Seriously, how do you know?" asked Hagrid. "I saw you with books on dragons in the library," said Harry, walking up towards the fireplace. "When is the egg going to hatch, Hagrid?" "It''s going to take a couple weeks. I can''t wait till it hatches," replied Hagrid excitedly. "You should get in contact with Charlie Weasley and ask him to raise it for you," said Harry. "You know you can''t raise it here in Hogwarts." "Sigh ... I know Harry," said Hagrid with a sigh. "Please don''t tell anyone about it." "Your secret''s safe with me, Hagrid," said Harry with a smile. "How did you get the egg anyway?" "I won it last night from a guy," said Hagrid happily. "I was down at the pub in the village having a few drinks when I got into a game of cards. He seemed glad to get rid of." "Hmm ... do you know what dragon this egg will hatch into?" asked Harry curiously despite knowing the answer. "Of course, it''s a Norwegian Ridgeback," said Hagrid proudly. "Quite rare, they are." "By the way, I wanted to ask about something important, Hagrid," said Harry, looking at the half-giant. "What do you want to know, Harry?" asked Hagrid. "Can you tell me about my parents?" asked Harry, sitting down on a chair in front of Hagrid. "Your father was a clever student while here at Hogwarts but also very mischievous," said Hagrid with a smile. "He always got into trouble. He was very proud and always showed off. But he was a very good person. He had a strong rivalry with Professor Snape. They never liked each other. Now your mother was an uncommonly gifted woman. She was a very smart witch and very popular. She was very kind. She was a Muggle-born like your friend Hermione. She was a great beauty and had a lot of boys were attracted to her." "What can you tell me about my father''s friends?" asked Harry. "I don''t know much about his friends, Harry," said Hagrid frowning. "I''m not the best person to ask about them." "Come on, Hagrid, I know you knew them," Harry urged Hagrid. "There''s no way you didn''t know them." "I''ve already told you, Harry," said Hagrid, abruptly standing up. "It''s best you go for now." "There''s a secret, isn''t there?" asked Harry with a frown. "Something happened to them, didn''t it?" "I don''t know what you''re talking about," said Hagrid, refusing to say anything. "Hagrid, please," pleaded Harry. "I just want to know more about my parents and their friends." "I already told you I know nothing, of you go you," said Hagrid, ushering Harry out of his hut. "Hagrid, did one of my father''s friends betray him?" asked Harry, standing in front of Hagrid''s hut. "Now what makes you asked such a thing?" asked Hagrid angrily. "Because you were so happily about both my mother and father, but as soon as I mentioned their friends, you turned weird and stopped talking about them," said Harry. "Tell me about them. I have a right to know." "I know nothing, Harry," said Hagrid, slamming his hut''s door shut. "Well, a lot of good talking to him did," muttered Harry, walking away. "And here I thought it would be easy to get information from him. Sigh ... Dumbledore''s my best choice, I guess. I really don''t like dealing with that old man. He tells me one thing but keeps the rest a secret." Harry slowly made his way back towards the castle in deep thought. Getting information out of Dumbledore was no easy task and Harry knew that. The old man was a sly old fox and tricking him into revealing information was next to impossible. Harry also could not come up with a good enough reasoning to ask about Sirius and Pettigrew without drawing suspicions to himself. "Maybe I should try that ...," thought Harry, rubbing his chin. "That seems like the only method I can think of that might even remotely work. Lashing out on him in anger right off the bat might backfire." A few minutes later, Harry was sitting in front of Dumbledore in his office. "What can I do for you, Harry?" asked Dumbledore. "You don''t seem to have gotten much sleep." "Sleep doesn''t seem to come to you when all you have is nightmares," said Harry grimly. "About the Vampires?" asked Dumbledore. "No, not the Vampires," replied Harry, waving his hand. "Professor, how can you still not tell me anything about my parents?" "Harry ...!" "I don''t want to hear anymore excuses, Professor," said Harry, cutting off Dumbledore. "I''m not an idiot. It''s so obvious you knew them. Don''t I have a right to know about my parents? Why are you keeping information about them a secret from me?" "Harry, you''re not ready yet," said Dumbledore sadly. "Is this a joke to you?!" said Harry, his voice raising. "You''re personally training me to fight against the man who killed my family! But you say I''M NOT READY TO KNOW ABOUT MY PARENTS?! WHAT KIND OF AN ILLUSION ARE YOU LIVING?!" "Harry -!" "Don''t Harry me! Look at you! The most powerful wizard alive is too scared to reveal how two wizards were killed to their own son! Do you even understand what you''re doing to me?" "Do enlighten me Harry, what am I doing to you?" "You are pushing me away! You are fully aware that I''m prepared to face off against the man who killed my parent! But you are STILL not willing to trust me with the knowledge of why Voldemort killed my parents and how!" "I''m not pushing you away, Harry." "That is exactly what you''re doing, old man! What is it that is tying me down in Hogwarts? What is it that is stopping me from leaving this place? What is it that is making me place my trust in you? What? TELL ME!!!" "Harry, I will tell you everything when the time comes. You have to trust me." "No, old man. No. I already trusted you when I came to you the on the first day of term in September. I trusted you the day after Halloween in the Hospital Wing. I trusted you with my secrets. I trusted you as my parents trusted you with me. Yet you betrayed their trust and you sent me to an abusive family. You are also betraying my trust by withholding information from me about my parents. Why should I trust you? I have no reason to trust you." "Harry, I''m doing this for your own good." "My own good? What is good for me is to live with my parents who love me instead of an aunt and uncle who hate the sight of me. What is good for me is to know why my parents died. What is good for me is for you to return the trust I placed in you. Can you do these things for me?" asked Harry, tears rolling down his cheeks. "How do you even sit there not feeling guilty? How can you just sit there and not realise what you''re doing is worse than what Voldemort did to me? Just how?" "Very well, Harry," said Dumbledore in a grave tone. "I will tell you everything." Dumbledore started off with when Harry''s parents first entered Hogwarts. He then explain their brilliance and how they never got along until their seventh year. Dumbledore told Harry of the rivalry James built with Snape to how they were always at odd''s end. He described James'' friendship with Remus Lupin, Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew. Dumbledore told Harry of James and Lily''s marriage and when he was born. He then - in a very grave tone - told Harry how Sirius Black betrayed them as their Secret Keeper and how Peter Pettigrew confronted Sirius and got blown up by Sirius alongside all those Muggles. Dumbledore also mentioned how Sirius is in Azkaban now. Harry remained silent and simply listened. He did not say anything as he sat there in Dumbledore''s office in deep thought, thinking over and over about what Dumbledore had revealed to him. "I know it''s a lot to take in, Harry," said Dumbledore in a sad tone. "Was Pettigrew a skilled duelist?" asked Harry suddenly. "No, the poor fool was no match for Sirius," said Dumbledore. "And he got blown up by Sirius and nothing of him was found except for his finger?" "That''s right." "And the Muggles? Was their body parts found?" "Yes." "Was Remus and Sirius the most likely choice of becoming the Secret Keeper?" "Of course, since they were much more likely at surviving an encounter with Voldemort." "Would you have suspected Pettigrew to have secretly become the Secret Keeper?" asked Harry, looking at Dumbledore straight in the eye. "Harry, you can''t possibly be saying that the Secret Keeper was changed to Peter!" exclaimed Dumbledore in shock. "Why not?" asked Harry, tilting his head. "You said it yourself. Remus Lupin and Sirius Black were the obvious choices. Who would consider a weak and cowardly Pettigrew to be the Secret Keeper?" "Even if you''re right, Harry, it still doesn''t change the fact that Sirius betra-!" Dumbledore suddenly stopped and looked at Harry in shock. "You get it now?" asked Harry. "If Sirius Black was truly the traitor, why would he make Pettigrew the Secret Keeper?" "That still does not explain - oh my God!" said Dumbledore, slumping back on his chair, his face aghast. "Yes, you''ve hit the nail in the head, Professor," said Harry with a small smile. "They were all Animagi!" exclaimed Dumbledore. "That would explains it all! Oh how blind I have been, Harry!" "Can''t argue with that, Professor," said Harry, shaking his head. "Do you know what kind of an animal Pettigrew would transform into?" "Something small, like a guinae pig or a hamster -!" said Dumbledore, stroking his beard. "Or a rat?" asked Harry, raising an eyebrow. "Quite possibly," said Dumbledore with a nod. "Oh no!" exclaimed Harry, showing a shocked expression. "Professor, come with me!" "What''s wrong, Harry?" asked Dumbledore, following Harry. "I have a hunch I need to confirm," said Harry. Harry did not say anything more and rushed towards the Gryffindor Common Room with Dumbledore in tow. Once they arrived, all the students who were present looked at their Headmaster in surprise. It wasn''t everyday Dumbledore paid a Common Room a visit. Harry looked around and saw Ron and Hermione at their favourite place next to the roaring fireplace. "Ron, where''s Scabbers?" asked Harry, slightly panting. "In our dorm room, why?" asked Ron. "It''s important, can you go get him?" said Harry in a hushed voice. "OK," said Ron nervously as he went away. Moments later, he returned holding his pet rat. "What''s going on, Harry?" "Come with us and you''ll find out," said Harry, taking Scabbers from Ron before leaving the Common Room. Dumbledore and Ron followed behind Harry. Harry was gripping Ron''s rat tightly as it squeaked, trying to break free. The more it struggled, the tighter Harry held it until it stopped struggling. Not long after, they reached Dumbledore''s office. Harry placed Scabbers on Dumbledore''s desk as he muttered, "Petrificus Totalus!" Harry then turned around and looked at Ron. "Ron, how long has Scabbers been in your family?" "About ten years now," said Ron, looking from Harry to Dumbledore in confusion. "An awfully long lifespan for a common house rat, don''t you think, Professor?" asked Harry, looking at Dumbledore. "Yes, an extremely long lifespan considering a domesticated rat of this specie only lives up to three years," said Dumbledore with a glint in his eyes. 25 Wormtail Imprisoned Part One "It''s missing a toe as well," said Harry, pointing at Scabbers'' paw. "The only thing found was a finger," muttered Dumbledore. "So, you want to change him or should?" asked Harry. "Harry, what is going on?" asked Ron, not being able to keep quiet anymore. "What are you going to do to Scabbers?" "Ron, Scabbers is not Scabbers!" said Harry, looking at Ron. "He''s an Animagus!" "How is that possible?" asked Ron. "Scabbers has been in my family for ten years! How can he be an Animagus?" "This vermin was the one who betrayed my parents to Voldemort ten years ago!" said Harry, looking at the rat with cold eyes. "Isn''t that right, Peter Pettigrew?" Harry snapped his fingers and the rat was finally able to move again. It began squealing loudly and jumped off Dumbledore''s desk. However, before it could reach the ground, Harry raised his hand, Mana Particles danced around it and shot at the rat. The rat never reached the ground. It was dangling on mid-air. "Professor, if you could do the honours," said Harry, activating his Sharingan. Dumbledore pointed his wand at Scabbers and a flash of blue-white light erupted from his wand. Momentarily, Scabbers was frozen in mid-air, his small black form twisting madly. Ron did not have the time to yell as the rat fell and hit the floor. There was another blinding flash of light and then - like watching a film of a growing tree on fast-forward, a head shot up from the ground. Following which, limbs started sprouting; next moment, a man was standing where Scabbers had been, cringing and wringing his hands. "Bloody hell, Scabbers really is an Animagus," gasped Ron, falling down in shock. "I''ve been sharing my bed with this THING?" "Harry?" said Pettigrew, looking at Harry as if shocked. "Harry -!" "Another word out of you, scum, and I''ll burn you alive," said Harry, his voice icy cold and filled with hatred. Pettigrew whimpered as he flinched, cold sweat trickling down his spine. "Hello, Peter, long time no see," said Dumbledore, his face flushed with anger. "Professor -!" "Was I talking to a brick wall, Wormtail?" growled Harry, his Sharingan glowing brightly. Wormtail shivered violently as Harry''s voice reached his ears. He looked around and his eyes locked with Harry''s. He froze as he saw Harry''s red eyes that had three commas rotating speedily around a circle. The comma shapes started changing shape into that of three scythes that were linked to each other [Obito''s MS - tell me if I''m describing it wrong and I''ll fix it given you have provided a better description than mine]. In the middle of each eye was the shape of a sand hourglass. "What are those eyes?" thought Wormtail. [Host, you need to calm down, your Sharingan have just changed!] "Changed into what?" asked Harry in his mind. [You have awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan.] "So that''s why it was easier to cast it this time," thought Harry. Dumbledore noticed Wormtail''s absent-minded state and placed a hand on his forehead. "You must have really scared him with your eyes, Harry. His mind has gone in shutdown." "Who are you trying to kid," said Harry, narrowing his eyes. "I''ve put him under an illusion." "You''re taking this calmer than I thought," said Dumbledore, sending two communicating Patronus out of his office. "I''m just looking forward to what''s going happen later," said Harry, turning to face a gobsmacked Ron, still sitting on the go floor. "Sigh ... Ron, get up. Let me introduce you the scum that betrayed my parents; Peter Pettigrew. He was supposed to be their best friend." "B-but how did he ...," muttered Ron, still shocked. "He betrayed my parents to Voldemort, killed a whole bunch of Muggles and blamed it on someone else," said Harry. "He''s been enjoying the last ten years with your family." "Albus, is it true?" asked McGonagall, bolting into Dumbledore''s office. "Oh my dear God, he really is alive. But does he look out of it?" "Harry put him under an illusion to keep him at bay," said Dumbledore. "Minerva, can you send a message to Cornelius asking him to come to Hogwarts immediately with a few Aurors. If you could also be kind enough to send word to Remus Lupin. He would want to see this." "Most certainly, Albus," said McGonagall. Just as McGonagall left, Snape came rushing in, almost knocking into Wormtail. "Severus," said Dumbledore in a serious tone. "My apologies, Headmaster," said Snape, regaining his composure. "I lost my myself for a moment there." "Very subtle," said Harry, quietly. "I still find it difficult that it was this coward that betrayed them," said Snape, looking at Wormtail as if he''s about to pounce. "All the more reason to have made him Secret Keeper," said Harry, crossing his arms. "What are we waiting for?" asked Snape, looking between Harry and Dumbledore. "Let''s kill him!" "Severus, he will be sent to Azkaban after we clear Sirius'' name," said Dumbledore in a warning tone. "I don''t see what good his release will achieve," muttered Snape. "He''s naturally better off in Azkaban with this rat!" "Wow, you guys have that much of an enmity?" asked Harry, raising an eyebrow. "Hmph," harumphed Snape as he turned his head away. "What are your orders for me, Professor?" "Harry, with Pettigrew under an illusion, can he hear us?" asked Dumbledore, waving his hand in front of Wormtail. "No, he''s having too much of a good time in his illusion world," said Harry, an evil smirk appearing on his face. "Just look at his expression! He''s so scared right now he''s about to piss himself!" "Good. Severus, with Pettigrew here found out, he''ll be all over the press," said Dumbledore. "I highly doubt the Dark Lord would care about this vermin," said Snape with a disgusted look on his face. "It would be best if the topic of this scum being an Animagus is kept a secret," said Harry. "With us preparing for Voldemort and the Vampires, we don''t need to deal with the Ministry as well. In any case, we need them on our side until we''ve dealt with Voldemort first." "You''re right," said Dumbledore. "I''ll alter his memory, then?" said Snape, looking at Dumbledore. "Already done that," said Harry, smiling. "Uhmm ... I''ll just leave you guys to it, shall I?" said a nervous voice. Harry, Dumbledore and Snape turned around to find Ron looking at them nervously. "You guys are kinda scary when talking with each other," said Ron with a weak smile. "It''s alright Ron, you can stay here," said Dumbledore. "This man has been posing as your families rat for a long time." "Hmmm ... Lucious Malfoy might use this as an excuse to defame Mr. Weasley if he finds out Pettigrew was living in Mr. Weasley''s house all these years," said Harry. "We can say he came to kill you after he found out you were at Hogwarts and got apprehended," said Snape. "You think the Ministry will believe that?" asked Harry. "They will if we say he came here for revenge since Voldemort did fail to kill you," said Dumbledore. "Hmm ... that could pass," said Harry. "You''re strangely taking this easy, Potter," said Snape, looking at Harry. "How do you mean?" asked Harry. "This man betrayed your mother and father resulting in their deaths," said Snape, frowning. "You''re alright with simply shipping him to Azkaban?" "My priority right now is to get Sirius out of Azkaban," said Harry, looking Snape straight in his eye. Harry activated his Sharingan before sending a telepathic message to him: "Don''t ruin my plan and don''t let Dumbledore find out. I''ll let you know when the time is right." Snape a slight nod and remained silent. Seconds turned into minutes and soon half an hour passed. McGonagall soon returned with two men following closely behind her; Cornelius Fudge and Remus Lupin. Harry secretly undid the illusion he had placed Wormtail under and quickly switched it with the Full Body-Bind Curse. This, however, did not go unnoticed by Dumbledore. Harry, noticed the twinkling in the old man''s eyes and winked at him. Understanding Harry''s intention, Dumbledore chose to not pay any heed to Harry''s choice of action. "Cornelius, Remus, good of you to show up at such a short notice," said Dumbledore with a smile. "Oh my God, Dumbledore, is that who I think it is?" asked Cornelius, his voice shaking. "PETER!!!!" screamed Lupin at the top of his voice as he drew his wand. "Whoa that reaction is nothing like from the book," said Harry, clicking his finger. He had disarmed Lupin. "Mr. Lupin, I understand your anger and your desire for revenge, but we have a different priority, no?" "Merlin''s Beard!" exclaimed Fudge. "You just used wandless magic!" "Surprise," said Harry, smirking. "Harry?" said Lupin in a shocked voice. "Is that you Harry?" "In the flesh and blood," said Harry. "How have you been?" "I''ve been alright, thanks," said Lupin. "You?" "As good as circumstances allowed," said Harry with a sigh. "But we have a rat infestation to take care of. Here''s your wand back. Hold off your anger until we clear Sirius''s name." "That''s a good start," said Lupin. "Dumbledore, how did you come about Peter Pettigrew?" asked Fudge. "I did not, our young Harry did," replied Dumbledore, nodding towards Harry. "Harry Potter, I have to say it''s a pleasure to finally meet you," said Fudge, shaking Harry''s hand. "Can''t say the same about you, though," said Harry, squeezing Fudge''s hand. "That''s a shame," winced Fudge. "And that''s a strong grip you have there, Harry." "Mr Fudge, I don''t think we''re close enough to be on a first name basis," said Harry, with a smile that sent shivers down Fudge''s spine. "I would appreciate it if you referred to me as Mr. Potter." "Right, Mr. Potter," said Fudge with an awkward smile. "Could you please explain to me how you came about Mr. Pettigrew?" "I have a knack for identifying an Animagi in their animal form," said Harry, sending a wink towards McGonagall. "You can''t mean Pettigrew is an Animagi?" exclaimed Fudge. "But that''s not possible! He''s not even registered!" "How did someone like you become Prime Mister?" asked Harry in frustration. "I would like to know that as well," mumbled Snape. "Cornelius, Peter Pettigrew is an unregistered Animagi," said Dumbledore. "Most likely Voldemort helped him out," said Harry. "Don''t say his name!" said Fudge, flinching. "Why not? He''s already killed my parents and tried to kill me! Is he going to do something worse if I say his name?" asked Harry, frowning as he looked at Fudge. "Hmmm ... Harry''s growing well," thought Dumbledore, stroking his beard. "He''s already managed to release such pressure ... it proves his control over his magic." "No, of course not," said Fudge awkwardly. He felt really embarrassed at being scolded by a kid. To make matters worse, he felt like Dumbledore and the others might be laughing at him. "Anyway, where did you come about him?" "In the kitchen," said Harry. "I went there to get some food and found him in his rat form. I noticed something strange about him and brought him to Professor Dumbledore where he forced him to transform back to his human form. And now he''s frozen there after I used the Full Body-Bind Curse on him." "That''s quite an achievement, Harry," said Fudge. "But also very dangerous!" "It''s alright, I can handle myself," said Harry. "I may not be a match for any of my teachers right now, but I can easily take someone like you or Peter Pettigrew on." "That''s quite boastful," said Fudge, displeased. "Not really," said Harry, shrugging his shoulders. "I hardly feel any pressure from either of you. Which means your duelling skills are only so-so." "How can you recognise Animagi?" asked Fudge, trying to change the conversation. He seemed to be only embarrassing himself if he continued arguing with Harry. "Call it a gut feeling," said Harry with a smile as he tapped his stomach. "Harry, please stop teasing Cornelius," said Dumbledore, stiffling a giggle. "He''s still the Prime Minister." "I don''t know what you''re talking about, Professor," said Harry, looking at Dumbledore with an innocent look. "Mr. Potter is right, Prime Minister," said McGonagall who was also hiding a smile. "He recognised me in my Animagus form when I had him in my first class." "Getting to the main point, Mr. Fudge," said Harry. "This man here betrayed my parents to Voldemort! He then blamed it on Sirius Black! After that, he''s been hiding as a rat here in Hogwarts itself!" "That''s bold statement to make, Mr. Potter," said Fudge. "Do you have any proof?" "Let''s recall some details a little before we hear the confession from the culprit himself," said Harry. "As everyone knows, my parents chose Sirius Black as their Secret-Keeper! However, Sirius Black convinced my parents to change their Secret-Keeper to Peter Pettigrew in the last minute and keep Sirius Black as a decoy. This made great sense as someone who was as pathetic as Pettigrew would never be chosen for a role as important as a Secret-Keeper." "That is a good theory, Mr. Potter," said Fudge. "Then let me ask you, Prime Minister," said Harry. "Between Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew, who would you chose to be your Secret-Keeper?" "I see the point you''re making," said Fudge. "Now, release your spell so I could interrogate Mr. Pettigrew myself." Harry clicked his fingers and Wormtails figure slumped on the ground. He shuffled around before he tried to scramble towards Lupin. "Remus, my old friend," whimpered Wormtail. "How DARE you call me a friend after what you''ve done?" roared Lupin. "I - I had no choice," said Wormtail as he flinched at Lupin''s outburst. "The Dark Lord had powers like no-one else. He would have killed me if I hadn''t served him." "Wow, here I thought you might actually attempt to deny it," said Harry. "You''re more of a coward than I thought." "Peter, did it never cross your traitorous mind that you might have to answer me one day?" asked Lupin angrily. "Remus, please -!" said Wormtail, starting to plead. "Shut it, Peter!" shouted Lupin. "If it wasn''t for the fact that we need to clear Sirius'' name, I would have killed you here and now!" "You''ll be coming with me to the Ministry for a trial! Then you''ll be heading for Azkaban!" said Fudge, drawing his wand. "You''re actually going to give him a trial?" asked Harry, dumbfounded. "We need to get more information out of him, Harry," said Fudge. "Prime Minster, if he escapes from you while you further interrogate him, I sweat on my dead parents I''ll be coming after you!" swore Harry. "Count me in on that!" said Lupin. "And me!" said Snape. "Don''t forget me, Prime Minister!" said McGonagall. "I absolutely despise traitors!" "You''ll have me chasing you down as well, Cornelius!" said Dumbledore. "Not only were James and Lily Potter my students, they were also my friends!" Fudge started swearing buckets. 26 Wormtail Imprisoned Part Two "Worry not, everyone!" said Fudge in an attempt to reassure everyone. "I''ll personally make sure he lands in Azkaban!" "I''ll be accompanying you to the Ministry of Magic!" said Dumbledore, casting the Full Body-Bind Curse on Wormtail. "Let''s go!" "I''ll attend the hearing as well," said Lupin, standing next to Dumbledore. "Hey scum!" said Harry coldly, grabbing Wormtail''s jaw. "I better not find you outside of Azkaban!" Harry stared at Wormtail''s eyes as he activated his Sharingan. He mounted a word before letting Wormtail go again. "Don''t worry Harry, he''ll never be able to escape from Azkaban," said Fudge. "Non has ever managed to escape from there. The Dementors make sure of that." "Again with the over familiarity," said Harry as he looked over to Fudge, having already deactivated his Sharingan. "But I''ll hold you to your word!" "We will be off now," said Dumbledore. "Await for good news." Dumbledore and the others left for the Ministry of Magic while McGonagall went to her office. Harry sent Ron back to the Gryffindor Common Room telling him to send word to Mr. Weasley informing him of what happened and keep his own mouth shut after that. He want even allowed to tell Hermione, yet. He had to make sure the note was not read by anyone else and burnt. Harry lingered behind with Snape. "So Potter, what''s this grand plan of yours?" asked Snape once they were out of earshot. "Professor, I need you to set up some Charms in the Shrieking Shack so no noise reaches it," said Harry. "We''re going to have a guest coming soon. I also need you to cast a sensory spell so that we know once our guest arrives." "You ... you used Ligilimency on him?" asked Snape, surprised. "Not quite, I''ll explain once everyone involved is present," said Harry. "I''ll see you around, Professor." Harry and Snape then parted ways and Harry headed towards the Room of Requirement. "System, why am I so exhausted?" asked Harry in his mind. [Because you awakened your Mangekyou Sharingan and already used it twice! That drained most of your Mana and Mental Energy!] "I can''t even properly keep my eyes open," said Harry. As soon as Harry slumped on the bed in the Room of Requirement, he drifted off to sleep. Hours later, Harry woke up, completely refreshed albeit very hungry. After grabbing food from the kitchen, he went to the Gryffindor Common Room to find Ron and Hermione. "Harry, where have you been?" asked Ron in a panicked voice. "We''ve been looking for you everywhere!" "I was sleeping in the Room," replied Harry. "I needed somewhere to sleep where I wouldn''t be disturbed. I was really drained after what happened in Dumbledore''s office." "You slept for a whole day?" exclaimed Ron. "You must have been more affected than I thought!" "Harry, what happened yesterday?" asked Hermione, worried. "Ron hasn''t been saying anything no matter how many times I asked him." "I''ll tell you everything later," said Harry, munching on his food. "Harry, Snape''s been looking for you," said Ron. "I''ll go find after I eat," said Harry. "Did he say where he''ll be?" "He said you''ll know where to find him," said Ron. "Any news from the Ministry of Magic?" asked Harry. "Nothing yet, but I''ll expect something will be reported in the Daily Prophet in tomorrow''s issue," said Ron. -----Shrieking Shack----- "Snape why have you brought us here?" asked Lupin. "I''m as in the dark as you are, Lupin," replied Snape. "This was Potter''s request." "I didn''t know you had becomes friends with the son of your nemesis, Snape," said Sirius. "I''m not doing this for that four-eyes, Black!" snapped Snape. "Potter may look like his father, but his personality takes after his mother! Not to mention his talents!" Lupin and Snape had long returned back with Sirius and Dumbledore to Hogwarts. As soon as they had caught up in their reunion, Snape had dragged Lupin and Sirius to the Shrieking Shack to wait for Harry. "Where is Harry?" asked Sirius excitedly. "If I knew we would not be pointlessly waiting for him!" replied Snape curtly. "I have informed Potter''s red-head friend to send Potter here as soon as he found him." Just then, the door of the room the three men were at opened. Snape, Lupin and Sirius looked and saw no-one. "Hi guys," said Harry, smiling as he took his Invisibility Cloak off. "Harry!" exclaimed Sirius, jumping to hug him. "It''s good to see you too, Sirius," said Harry, returning Sirius'' hug. "I have missed you too, but go easy on the hugging! I''m not going anywhere!" "Harry, oh how much like your father you look!" said Sirius, looking at Harry from head to toe. "And how you have grown! Remus, look at his muscles and good looks! He''s definitely a lady killer!" "We don''t need another playboy when you''re around Sirius," said Lupin as Snape rolled his eyes. "Harry, why did you ask us to be here?" "We''re expecting an old "friend", Mr. Lupin," replied Harry. "Please, Harry, call me Remus," said Harry. "And who''s this old "friend" that we need the Shrieking Shack as a meeting place." "Oh, someone that goes by the name of Peter Pettigrew," said Harry with a smirk. "Ring any bell?" "How is that possible?" asked Lupin, shocked. "I clearly saw him get taken to Azkaban!" "And he didn''t try to put up a fight?" asked Harry giving them a knowing smile. "He did, but then Snape brought him back!" said Lupin. "And didn''t you find it surprising at how docile he was after that?" asked Harry. "Well, he was always more of a coward than anything else," said Lupin, rubbing his chin. "Wait, how did you know?" "Do I take it that whatever goes on in this room is going to be kept between the four of us?" asked Harry, looking at the three men in front of him. "Potter, I doubt any of us would be here if we couldn''t keep secrets," said Snape. "Oh how true those words are, Professor," said Harry. "Shadow Clone!" With a puff of smoke, there was a second Harry standing next to him that greatly shocked everyone. Even the normally calm Snape had a look of extreme shock on his face as he stared from one Harry to another. "Harry, what is this?" asked Sirius in a trembling voice. "This is the spell I have been working on," replied Harry. "It creates an identical clone of the caster and is create to use for Intel gathering since once the spell wears off and whatever the clone had experienced, those memories will rush back to the original. After you guys left yesterday, I sent off one clone after you guys and had it transform into Pettigrew." "I''m assuming that filthy rat''s attempted escape was your doing, too?" asked Sirius. "Of course," said Harry happily. "You could never be too creative with a bit Legilimency!" "You know Legilimency, too?" asked Lupin. "Oh how shocked you would be if you knew at the things I know," said Harry, smirking. "I don''t think my poor heart would be able to hear that much shock," said Lupin patting his chest. "You''re wrong about one thing, Snape," said Sirius suddenly. "What''s that?" asked Snape curtly. "Harry''s personality," replied Sirius. "It''s a combination of James and Lily''s personality with a hint of cunning. I''m surprised you weren''t placed in Slytherine, Harry." "Oh, the sorting hat considered to put me in Slytherin," said Harry, shrugging his shoulders. "But it put me in Gryffindor saying something about having more allies there." "It was right about that part," said Lupin. "I don''t see what''s wrong with Slytherin," said Harry. "One of my best friends is Housed in Slytherin. And she''s a rare beauty with brains and heart to match." "You''re talking about Greengrass?" asked Snape. "She is a unique girl." "Look at Harry, Lupin! What did I tell you? He''s barely started Hogwarts and he''s already li locking down on the ladies!" said Sirius excitedly. "Enough of that, Black!" snapped Snape {no pun intended}. "Potter, where''s Pettigrew?" "He should have already been here," said Harry, looking around. "Wormtail, come out!" Just then a rat squeaked as it ran into the middle of the room and transformed into Peter Pettigrew. Seeing that, Harry undid the illusion he had placed Wormtail under as his eyes regains their focus. "Guys, do as you see fit but don''t kill him and don''t make him go fully retarded!" said Harry quickly. "We want the torture session to go for a long time!" A shiver ran down everyone''s spine as they looked at Harry. "What! You guys don''t want a go?" said Harry, smashing Wormtails head into the floor. "Seriously, I would have thought you and Snape would be the first ones to have a go, Sirius. Why are you just standing there and doing nothing?" Harry had activated his Mana Armour andtwisted Wormtail''s hands into an unnatural angle with his bones sticking out. Wormtail had been screaming nonstop in pain and pleading Harry to stop with tears in his eyes. "Silencio!" said Harry and Wormtail immediately went silent. "Seriously, the torture session hasn''t even started yet and you''re already begging us to stop. Alright, who wants a go?" Harry looked around to see Lupin, Snape and Sirius with pale faces staring at him and at Wormtail. "What?" asked Harry with a confused look. "Potter, I think you already broke him!" said Snape, looking at Wormtail who had already fainted. "Hmm, I was going to ask you to heal him with your potions, Professor, but that would be a bit of a waste," said Harry. "I agree," said Snape. "In all my life, I have seen many tortures, but this is the first time I have seen one this gory!" "Well, I''ve vented out my anger," said Harry. "Decide amongst yourselves whether you want to continue torturing him or you want to kill him. We don''t have to worry anymore since Sirius'' name has been cleared now." "Avada Kadavra!" shouted Snape as a jet of green light shot out of his wand and engulfed Wormtail. Wormtail lay on the ground, his limbs broken and twisted into odd angles, dead. Everyone was silent as they stared at the dead body, each deep in their own thoughts. Slowly, seconds trickled into minutes and nobody spoke. "I''m going to get rid of the body," said Snape, finally breaking the silence. "I think all of us need some time to reflect," said Lupin. "I''m going back to the castle," said Harry. "My friends are waiting for me. Sirius, Remus, send me an owl if you want to meet up. We could always meet in Hogsmeade." "I''ll definitely need to sort things out now that I''m a free man again," said Sirius. "We will definitely need to catch up on lost time, Harry, Remus." "I look forward to it," said Harry with a smile. "I''ll see you guys around." Harry made his way back to the Gryffindor Common Room to find Ron and Hermione waiting for him. They also found Daphne and all four of them headed to the Room of Requirement. Harry had shown the room to Daphne a couple of weeks ago. She was surprised to find out about the room and happy that Harry had trusted her enough to share the room with her. Their friendship had grown considerably since they first met. Harry then told them about his parents and the Marauders at how they had been very close friends. He then went on at how Wormtail had betrayed his parents to Voldemort and had gone into hiding as a rat in Ron''s family. When they asked how he could recognise an Animagus, Harry told them that he could recognise them from how the Mana Particles behaved around the Animagi and how he could sense something like their aura feels like a human''s. Of course, he kept silent about fooling the Ministry of Magic about impersonating Wormtail and having him killed in the Shrieking Shack. They did not need to know. Harry also lied about the aura sensing since he could not do that at the present time. But the lie convinced them as they had already seen his other abilities. Harry also told them about Sirius Black being his Godfather. They were surprised at first. They were also angry at the Ministry for sending the wrong person to prison. The day ended and each of the four friends returned back to their respective dorm rooms. Harry lay in his bed in deep thought as Ron, Neville, Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnegan were playing with Bertie Bott''s Every Flavour Beans. "Guys, listen up," said Harry suddenly as he sat up. "Do you guys want to get stronger?" Everyone looked at Harry curiously. "What do you mean, Harry?" asked Seamus. "You guys have seen the improvements that Ron has made," said Harry to which everyone nodded. "How about we all train together? Once there are more of us doing better at classes, we will be awarded with more points! That way, winning the House Cup will be set in stone! That is not to mention we will be getting high marks on our end of year exams!" "That is a good idea, Harry," said Dean. "Gryffindor hasn''t won the House Cup the last couple of years." "So how about it?" asked Harry. "I''m in," said Neville nervously. "Ron, I''ve been meaning to ask, how did you get so good at spell-casting?" "It''s thanks to Harry, really," said Ron. "He''s been teaching me every day since September." "Harry, what''s your secret?" asked Seamus. "I''ll tell you guys if you agree to keep it a secret," said Harry. "If you can master the training me and Ron are going through, you can easily win any duels even with those in years above us." This got them hooked. He explained to them his theory of Mana Particles and they were all keenly listening to him. Neville, Seamus and Dean started with their meditation. At first they were all frustrated that they could not sense anything. However, after Ron''s encouragement, they resumed their Mana Sensing. When it got to nine o''clock, Harry told them to sleep as they would be getting up early in the morning. Harry lay back in his own bed and had the Mission Window open in front of him. [Mission Alert: Gather Information Reward: Shadow Clone Status: Completed - Reward Claimed!] [Mission Alert: Innocent Man Description: Reveal Peter Pettigrew''s betrayal to prove Sirius Black''s innocence. Reward: Body Transformation. Status: Completed - Reward Claimed!] [Mission Alerts: Army Building Description: You need an army to fight against an army. Train your roommates Neville Longbottom, Seamus Finnegan and to master Stage 5: Mana Shield. Progress: 0% Reward: Unlocking Mangekyou Sharingan Abilities!] [Mission Alert: Army Building. Description: You need an army to fight against an army. Train your Quidditch team to reach Stage 5: Mana Shield. Progress: 32% Reward: Unknown!] "System, why add a progress bar now with the missions?" asked Harry in his mind. [It''s to help you keep track of their improvement instead of having to ask them. As for the Quidditch team progression being 32% is due to Fred and George Weasley being on the brink of a breakthrough and rest already mastering Mana Sense and Mana Control!] "I see," muttered Harry with a smile on his face before falling asleep. 27 Deal & Zombie King On Monday morning, Harry had received a note from Dumbledore asking for a meeting. He had been correct in his assumption that it had something to do with Pettigrew. After receiving, Dumbledore''s note, Harry had also received a copy of the Daily Prophet in which Sirius'' name had been cleared as innocent. The newspaper report had gone on to talk about Peter Pettigrew being a spy for Voldemort and how he had betrayed everyone. Harry was glad that the Ministry of Magic had still not found out his clone was impersonating Pettigrew. He figured the spell would last until that night and it would be funny to see old Fudge''s expression when he finds out his ''prisoner'' suddenly disappearing into a puff of smoke. During his classes that day, Harry started getting the second year materials from his teachers. He was happy to know that his exam had been given to him. As per his expectation, he had aced all of ived his results from his exam. He had expectantly aces all of them. Once his classes were over, he made his to Dumbledore''s office. Upon entering that old Headmaster''s office, he also found out Fudge was already sitting there with Dumbledore. "Ah Harry, I trust you''ve had a good day?" asked Dumbledore. "Yes I have, thank you Professor," replied Harry. "Mr. Potter, I trust you''ve already read this morning''s issue of the Daily Prophet?" asked Fudge. "I have, though I don''t understand why you didn''t release the information yesterday," said Harry as he sat next to Fudge. "Ah that was because I was being interviewed all day yesterday and the Daily Prophet couldn''t make it in time for the evening release," said Fudge with an awkward smile. "But that''s not why I''m here today. I have examined the protective gear you have made. I still find it quite difficult that a first year could produce such high level charmed items." "As I said, Cornelius, Harry is very talented in Charms," said Dumbledore confidently. "I can personally vouch that it was young Harry that made them." "If even you are vouching for Mr. Potter, then I have no choice but to believe it," said Fudge, chuckling. "How many of them can you produce on a weekly basis?" "Let''s talk about the pricing first," said Harry with a sly smile. "Depending on how much you value them, the production speed will vary. Do you want quality or quantity? If you want quality, I promise you they''ll be on the same level as those prototypes I provided you." "If I want quantity?" asked Fudge. "Then I''ll have to ask you to find someone else," replied Harry, shrugging his shoulders. "Let''s talk business then," said Fudge, finally taking Harry seriously. Harry and Fudge spent the next few hours finalising their deal. Dumbledore acted as the medium to ensure that no party took advantage of the other and that the agreed pricing of each item was equivalant to the quality of the product. After four long hours, they finally finished, each party fully satistified with their results. "Mr. Potter, now that the contract has been signed, when should I expect the first batch of the products?" asked Fudge excitedly. "At the end of the month," replied Harry. "You''ve made quite a large first order, Minister. Rest assured, what I''m providing you is quality." "I can''t wait," said Fudge his smile heavily plastered in his face. "I''ll take my leave then, Professor, Minister," said Harry, greeting up from his seat. "It''s quite late and I still have classes in the morning." "Goodnight, Harry," said Dumbledore. "Good night, Mr. Potter," said Fudge happily, waving at Harry as he left. "That''s a remarkable young boy, there, Albus," said Fudge, returning his attention to Dumbledore. "Naturally, Cornelius," replied Dumbledore, smiling. "He''s got a future that is brighter than all of us." "Albus, you''ve never praised anyone like this before," said Fudge, surprised. "That''s how much his talent means," said Dumbledore seriously. "He''s got the kind of talent where he''ll thrive wherever he goes. What I wish for him when he grows is to either become the next Minister for Magic or Hogwarts Headmaster." Harry used his Time Turner and went to the Room of Requirement. He used his Shadow Clone technique to produce four clones. Tasking them with studying the second year materials, physical training, and sparing amongst each other, he finally entered his Dungeon World. "Cast On!" muttered Harry. Harry''s surroundings was instantly changed as he entered the Empty Floor of his Dungeon. A moment later, Whitecloud appeared in front of him. "Good morning, Master," said Whitecloud with a slight bow. "Good morning to you too, Whitecloud," replied Harry. "What''s with the ''Master'' title?" "You are the master of the System I''m part of," said Whitecloud. "What else should I call you if not Master?" "Alright, I''m ready to challenge this floor''s boss now," said Harry, looking around. "Where do I find him?" "Your strength now is considerably above this floor''s boss, Master," replied Whitecloud. "You can head straight onto the Zombie floor." "How do I do that?" asked Harry. "Just picture yourself going to the first floor and you will teleported immediately," replied Whitecloud. "You can leave the floor anytime you wish. Once you have cleared all the Zombies in the first floor, the Zombie King will appear. Once you have defeated him, you will have cleared the floor and the next floor will be unlocked." "How many floors are there now?" asked Harry curiously. "There are 100 floors available," replied Whitecloud. "However, the second floor and above are locked and will only be unlocked once you defeat the previous floor''s ruler." "Very well, let''s get this started then," said Harry, smiling as he pictured himself going to the first floor. Harry felt his mana gathering around him and he was immediately teleported to the first floor. He found himself in an abandoned metropolitan city. There were buildings that were in ruins with smashed windows. The streets had had cracks in the shape of spider webs. The entire city looked like a ghost town. "Where are the zombies?" muttered Harry to himself as he started walking the empty street. "I was expecting to be attacked as soon as I apeared in this place." Harry continued walking down the street until he reached a small lake. He checked the railings and found it to be quite sturdy. He leaned at the railings carefully as he stared into the lake, enjoying the scene. "This is quite beautiful, even if the whole city is abandoned," thought Harry as he let out a small smile. "Grrr ...," came a voice from behind Harry. Harry span around and found four zombies approaching him. They were all moving slowly with arms raised. "Wow, what a typical zombie behaviour," said Harry, withdrawing his wand. "System, why are they so slow?" [There are four types of zombies in this floor: the strength type, speed type, defensive type and elemental type. Aside from the speed type and lightning type zombies, the others share about the same speed. The zombies in front of you are of the strength type. I advise caution as their attack power is quite high.] "I see," said Harry with a smile. "This Dungeon System of yours reminds me of the manga, The Gamer." [The concept was adapted from the manga. After all, what was considered fiction in your old world is quite real elsewhere.] Harry flicked his wand as a jet of scarlet light stream out of it, hitting the zombie on the far left. The force flung the zombie onto its back as it flew about a meter before landing on the ground. "Hmm ... it doesn''t knock them out completely," thought Harry as he watched the zombie getting back up to its feet. Harry flicked his wand again as four blue lights flew in four directions, hitting the four zombies. All four of the undead creatures were turned into piles of ash as Harry moved towards what was left of them. "So the Reductor Curse it is then," mumbled Harry. [Host, please collect the zombie drop.] "The what now?" askdd Harry, slightly stunned. [The monsters within this dungeon has the posibilities of dropping items upon their defeat.] "How reminiscent of a game," mused Harry. Harry waved his wand over the piles of ash as they parted ways for two small translucent crystal shards. "What are these?" asked Harry as he looked at the two crystal shards curiously. [It is a low grade Life Crystal. They have the function of mana particles and purifying them, allowing them to be more easily absorbed. The difference between a purified mana particle and a normal mana particle is like the difference between raw steak and acooked steak.] "That''s very handy," said Harry, placing the two Life Crystals in his inventory. "Since you said they are low grade, there must also be a higher grade Life Crystals too." [There are. However, they are only dropped by high level monsters found in the higher floors.] "So how much mana particle can this low level Life Crystal hold?" asked Harry as he started walking to another street to find more zombies. [If the amount had to be quantified, it would be around 500 units of mana particle.] "That doesn''t seem a lot," said Harry in a slightly disappointed tone. [Host, you are forgetting these are low level Life Stones. The highest grade of Life Crystal is able to contain 100,000 units of mana particle. Before you ask, such Life Crystals can only be found in floor 100 and above.] "Wait! Didn''t Whitecloud say there are only 100 floors?" asked Harry in confusion. [There are floors beyond the 100th floor and can only be unlocked after you have fulfilled their Hidden Requirements.] "Well, it''a not like I currently have any use for them," said Harry, as he found a second group of zombies. "Are they always going to be in fours?" [Yes. These four zombies are the speed type. Their speed stats has already reached 150 points. They can also learn to coordinate with each other so don''t give them the time to do so.] "Right," muttered Harry. Following his previous experience, Harry quickly sent out a barrage of spells at the Speed Zombies. As their names would have it, they were very speedy. Despite being under Harry''s constant assault, they managed to evade majority of Harry''s spells. It was not that Harry''s spell casting speed was slow or that his accuracy was poor. The Speed Zombies were just highly agile. Despite their high speed, Harry still managed to make quick work out of them. Harry was still faster than them. Harry continued with his search for zombies and the next group he came across were defensive zombies. They had a higher resistance to spells, however, after increasing the mana output behind his spells, Harry also cleaned them out. Harry was curious to encounter the elemental zombies and as luck would have it, he quickly came across them. However, they were not what he was expecting at all. "System, care to explain these things?" asked Harry, dark lines appearing on his forehead. [They are the elemental zombies.] "They look a little too much like regulat zombies." [If they manage to attack you, that''s when their elements play out. If you get hit by a fire zombie, you get burnt, electricuted by a lightning zombie, blown away by an air zombie and get wased away by a water zombie. What were you expecting?] "The zombies looking like their elements, what else?" [Sorry to disappoint, then.] "Sigh ... no matter, let''s get this over with then." Harry contiued with blasting the zombies away and soon he lost count of how many he had killed. However, he had kept an eye on the Life Crystals and he found out there was a 25% chance of them being dropped. [Host, prepare yourself. You managed to kill all 100 Zombies and the Zombie King is about to appear.] The sky suddenly turned dark and clowds appeared and condensed together. The condensed cloud grumbled as it changed into that of a thunder cloud. It flashed like lightning as a stream of thunder descended, hitting the ground. Upon witnessing the sight, Harry quickly made his was towards where the lightning had descended. Upon reaching the location, the figure of a young boy appeared before Harry. The young boy''s appearance on the other hand was just like a zombie. It opened its eyes and stared straight at Harry. [The Zombie King. It has all the abilities of a speed zombie, strength zombie, defence zombies and lightning zombie.] "That makes it one overpowered zombie," said Harry, looking at the young zombie. [It is. Be careful, even if your level is still higher, it doesn''t guarantee you a win.] "Obviously," said Harry. [One more thing; it is able to use its lightning to increase its speed even further.] Just when Harry was about to prepare an attack, Harry suddenly received a new notification from the system. [Mission Alert: Defeat Zombies King Description: Zombie King has appeared after you have slain his underlings. Zombie King is made up of all 100 Zombies of the zombie floor. Reward: Observe Skill.] "You like giving out missions don''t you?" asked Harry. [My job is to make you stronger. What better was to receive skills than through mission rewards?] "True that," said Harry, smirking. Just then, the Zombie King launched an attack. It aimed a first covered in lightning at Harry. Harry lightly sidestepped, dodging the powerful punch. "It''s almost as fast as I am," thought Harry as he activated his Mana Shield. "But I''ll take serious damage if I get hit by that punch." The Zombie King continued sending a flurry of punches at Harry, which he kept dodging. "This Zombie King can also use feints," exclaimed Harry as he dodged an elbow strike. [Naturally. You didn''t expect them to be some dumb A.I., did you?] "I actually did," admitted Harry. "This is going to get exciting." Harry activateted his Sharingan and paid close attention to the Zombie King''s movements. Holding his wand tightly, he quickly flicked it as it released a stream of blue light hit the Zombie King''s arm before it could retract it. The hand quickly disintegrated into dust as it was hit by the Reductor Curse. As if not even feeling the slightest pain, the Zombie King sent another punch at Harry with its other, intact hand. Not expecting the sudden assault, Harry instinctively launched another Reductor Cursea the Zombie King with his free hand. However, the Zombie King''s arm did not fully disintigrate this time. Not having enough room for manneuverability with his wand, Harry, focused his mana on his feet and quickly jumped back. "That was strange," thought Harry, watching the injured Zombie King''s glare."Time to end this." Harry focused his mana into his wand and increased the amount he provided it. With a deep breath, he pointed his wand at the incoming Zombie King and shouted, "Reducto!" 28 Breakthrough As Harry''s curse fired at the Zombie King, it exploded into a pile of ash. Seconds turned into minutes as Harry stood there, frozen on the spot. "What on earth!" breathed Harry finally. "That was so shocking!" [Dexterity have increased by one. Agility have increased by one.] [Mission Alert: Defeat Zombie King Status: Complete Mission Reward: Observe Skill - Claim - Yes/No] "Yes, claim," said Harry. [Observe Skill Claimed ... learnt.] As soon as the message disapeared, a flow of information entered Harry''s mind, giving him a cool refreshing feeling. Not bothering with the skill at the present moment, Harry turned his attention to the pile of ash that was the Zombie King. He waves his wand and the ash parted to reveal a red coloured crystal pendant in the shape of a twisted teardrop with a siver chain. "How beautiful," said Harry, admiring the beauty of the pendant. [You are very lucky to get such a drop. As long as you wear that pendant, it will purify your magic. It will also amplify your your regenerative abilities and increase your training speed.] "This is an incredably overpowered pendant," exclaimed Harry. [Naturally considering it is an S-Rank artifact.] "If I''m to get this kind of drops, I should have used this Dungeon World sooner," said Harry in awe. [You should not expect this kind of drop every time. Luck will not always be on your side.] "I understand," said Harry. "Even if I were to simply get the regular Life Crystals, it will still be worth coming here. That included with the fighting experience will more than enough. Anything else is simply a bonus." [Would you like to advance to the next floor?] "No, that''s enough for todat," replied Harry. "I need some sleep. I may be fine physically but I''m mentally exhausted. Cast Off!" Harry returned to the Room of Requirement once more. He found his clones still hard at work. As soon as he released them, his mind was instantly bombarded with new information as his clones'' experience rushwd into his mind. Harry was left lightheaded with an intense headache as his knees gave way as if they had turned into jelly. "Note to self, never release more than one clone at a time," said Harry through grittes teeth. Upon desiring for a bed to lie on, the bed Harry had used previously appeared next to him. Grabbing the food he has brought from the kitchen earlier, Harry quickly ate until he was full before falling into a deep sleep. The next morning, Harry rose at the usual time of 5.00AM. Upon following his usual routine of morning workout, Harry made it for breakfast. "Hi guys," chimed in Harry happily as he sat next to Ron, Hermione and Daphne. "Someone''s in a good," said Hermione smiling. "When good things happen to you one after another, you would be full of smiles too," said Harry, biting his toast. "I know that Sirius Black''s release was one good news, but care to share the following ones?" asked Daphne, staring curiously at Harry. "Oh I just secured a major deal with the Ministr for Magic yesterday," said Harry casually. "Nothing major." "What kind of a deal?" asked Ron with a mouth full of food. "Ron, talk with a full mouth again and I''ll personally be hexing your mouth tightly shut!" said Daphne with the sweetest smile that caused Ron to instantly close his mouth. "Wow, this girl is crazy about table manners," thought Harry as he gracefully ate his breakfast. "I love it. She could actually pass for Royalty." "So, Harry," said Ron once his mouth was empty. "What kind of a deal did you strike with the Minister for Magic?" "Oh simply the kind that that allows me to offer the three of you jobs if your willing to aaccept," said Harry. "What will the job be, Harry?" asked Daphne. "Enchantment magic," replied Harry. "Remeber when I was enchanting those clothes two weeks ago? I sent them to the Ministry of Magic through Dumbledore and the Minister loved them. He now wants a steady of them. So how about it? Will you work for me?" "Will we get paid?" asked Ron seriously. "Naturally," said Harry. "However, I''ll be paying you based on quality. It has to reach my standards before I am OK with them." "Count me in," said Ron happily before returning his full attention to his food. "Me too," said Hermione. "This will be good for increasing my skills in Charms." "I as well, Harry," said Daphne. "This should definitely help raise my mana control." "But, Harry, as much as we want to do this, aren''t we too swamped with preparing for the exams?" asked Hermione with a worried look on her face. "Don''t worry, I''ve got a spell that will allow to seriously multitask on a whole new level," said Harry. "The only drawback is that it uses too much mana. I''ll teach it to you once you''ve reached Stage 5. By the way, have any of you seen Fred and George?" "They practiced with us at school grounds but haven''t - oh my bad - they''re with Lee Jordan at the end of the table," said Ron as he pointed to where the teachers table was placed. "I suppose a Weasley''s red head really is hard to miss," muttered Harry subconsciously. "I have some things to do with Fred and George if ladies could excuse me." Without waiting for a response, Harry made his way towards the teachers table where Fred and George were in deep conversation with Lee Jordan. "I hope I''m not interrupting," said Harry with a smile. "Ah, Harry, maybe you can help," said Lee. "Who do you think will be the runner up for the Quidditch match at the end of the year?" "My bet is on Ravenclaw coming second," replied Harry. "Wow, no hesitation at all," said Fred and George in unison. "Of course not," said Harry. "After Gryffindor, they''re easily the best team. But Quidditch aside, Fred, George, the Minister for Magic accepted the deal and has given his first order. When can you guys help me with the production?" "Whenever you need us mate," said Fred. "What''s this deal with thr Minister you''re talking about, Harry?" asked Lee. "Just a small business deal," said Harry with a mysterious smile. "Think nothing of it, Lee," said George. "Lee, how would you like to train with us?" asked Harry. "What do you mean train?" asked Lee. "I''m sure you must have noticed the improvements in Fred and George," said Harry with a smirk. "That''s the result of the training we''ve been doing together." "So that''s the reason behind their sudden improvement," said Lee in realisation. "Hey, Harry, what kind of a monster are you? You''re excellent in Quidditch, I''ve heard you''re very good in your classes and you even have that Slytherin running after you." "Lee, that ''Slytherine'' is my friend and and her name is Daphne!" said Harry angrily. "Be more respectful towards my friends. And forget about the offer to train together! Fred, George, I''ll see you both later." With an angry look, Harry turned around and walked off. However, before he could go far, he was stopped by Fred and George. "Harry, mate, stop," said George. "Lee didn''t mean it like that. He''s just surprised that a Gryffindor and a Slytherin are friends since its not common." "Yeah, Harry, you don''t have to get too angry, I''m sorry," said Lee walking up to Harry. "I''m not convinced yet," said Harry, still looking angry. "Harry, common on bro, don''t hold a grudge over a small mistake," said George. "Lee''s a really good guy. Gryffindor and Slytherin haven''t really seen eye to eye for as long as we can remember so it''s been difficult for our two houses to become friends. In fact, you guys are the only ones I know amongst our two houses to have become friends." "Well, since you''re vouching for Lee this much, I suppose I can let bygones be bygones," said Harry. "Are you OK with bringing him with us to the training sessions?" asked Fred. "Sure," said Harry, walking back towards his seat. "I''ll see you guys in the morning." "Fres, Geoege, I know he''s the famous Harry Potter, but aren''t the two of you placing too much importance on him?" said Lee, staring at Harry''s receding back. "Lee, my friend," said George, placing a hand over Lee''s shoulder. "You''re only saying that becauae you haven''t realiased Harry''s real strength yet. But you''ll realise it when we progress with our training." With the help of his Shadow Clones, Harry''s training progressed smoothly. He continued challenging the zombie floor for the rest of the week and both his dexterity and agility reached 300 points whereas his strength reached 295 points. He was sure that given another week, he would be able to level up to Level 31. As his training continued, Harry''s sensing abilities increased as well. He wasnow more sensitive to his surroundings and able to communicate better with the mana particles in the air. Upon this discovery, he spent more time in meditation. While meditating with Ron, Hermione and Daphne the following Saturday morning in the Room of Requirement, Harry''s body jolted as he inhaled sharply. He felt an abrupt change in his mana network as his mana pool started to furiously absorb the mana particles in the air. However, it was not like it had happened at Halloween where he was not in control and felt agitated. On the contrary, he felt calm, collected and at peace. Harry allowed the mana particles to nourish his body as he observed the changes that was taking place. He noticed his mana vein that was covering his entire body slowly condensing and shrinking as it glowed brighter and brighter. His shrinking mana vein was slowly became round as it settled in his lower belly, just below his naval. "This must be what''s known as Dantian," thought Harry. "It''s so bright but so colourless." As Harry continued observing his newly formed Dantian, Harry noticed a slight fluctuation. A small energy formed in the size of a kidney bean that was creamy white in colour. It slowly rotated in the middle of his Dantian as it radiated a calming energy, revitalising him. Harry switched his attention to where the energy that was given off by the kidney bean sized little ball that had just formed in his Dantian. He observed as the creamy white energy travelled through his body, healing him, strengthening him. He noticed how his body contained specs of dirt he could only assume to be impurities. However, as soon as they were touched by the creamy white energy, they were simply washed away and disappeared as if they did not exist. [Congratulations, you have levelled up to Level 31. Congratulations, you have awakened Spirit of Purification. Congratulations, you have levelled up to Level 32. Congratulations, you have formed your Dantian. Congratulations, you have repelled impurities from your body. Congratulations, mana vein, mana network, mana pool strengthened. Congratulations, you have levelled up to Level 33. Congratulations, you have levelled up to Level 34. Congratulations, you have awakened Eye of Magic. Eye of Magic is compatible with the skill Observe. Eye of Magic and Observe skill have merged. Congratulationa, you have awakened Eye of Insight.] Name: Harry Potter|Age: 11|Level: 34 HP: 3,400|MP: 3,400|Vit: 340 Str: 340|Dex: 340|Agi: 340 Int: 340|Wis: 340 Attribute Points: 191 Abbilities: Sharingan - Magekyo Sharingan - Rank: S- (Allows user to perceive motions as well as be able to copy the motions perceived motions. Mangekyo Sharingan Abilities currently locked.) - Aura Sense - Advanced (A+) (Allows user to sense and see the auras of those around the user. Also able to see Aura Affinity.) - Mana Sense - Advanced (A+) (Allows user to sense Mana in the air.) - Eye of Insight - Beginner (C] (Allows user to see target''s aura and its colour of affinity as well as target''s strengths and weaknesses. When Eye of Insight have advanced enough, user is able to see more details.) - Regeneration - Intermediate (B+) (Allows user to recover recover from fatigue and light injuries at4x normal speed). - Mana Regeneration - Intermediate (B+) (Allows user to recover 750 Mana Points per minute.) - Mana Absorption - Intermediate (B+) (Mutiplies the speed of Mana Regeneration by four.) - Mana Circulation - Intermediate(B+) (Multiplies the effect of Regeneration by four.) - Physical Endurance - Intermediate (B+) (Increases the body''s durability, allowing for less damage to be taken.) - Mana Armour - Intermediate (B+) (Allows user to create a coat of armour using Mana to increase both attack and defence.) - Mana Affinity - Advanced (A+) (Allows user to become more sensitive to Mana and handle it better) - Mana Control - Advanced (A+) (Allows user to have better Mana control than the average wizard.) - Dungeon Creation - Basic (D+) (Allows user to create an alternate dimension that only user can enter with a set number of floors in accordance to users strength. Number of floors corresponds with users strength. Current floor number: 17 Floor.) - Wing Chun Kung Fu - Advanced (A+) (A traditional Southern Chinese Kung fu styles in close range combat. Increases user''s user''s attack and speed powers. Mana strikes can be used when actively combined with Mana Infusion.) Skills: Charms - Mastery: Beginner (B-) Transfigurarion - Mastery: Beginner (B-) Potions - Mastery: Beginner (B-) Dark Arts - Mastery: Beginner (B-) Herbology - Mastery: Beginner (C+) Duelling - Mastery: Beginner (B)] Harry slowly opened his eyes. He found he had a considerably sharper eyesight and could see a lot more details. He turned his head to find Ron, Hermione and Daphne looking at him with faces filled with curiosity and amazement. It took Harry a little bit of time to start getting used to his new vision. The amount of information and the speed that his mind was registering was tremendously greater than before his breakthrough. As he slowly started adjusting to his sharpened eyesight, Harry, for the first time, noticed the auras of his friends. Ron''s Aura was a deep shade of red. Hermione''s Aura was the colour of rocky brown and scarlet red. Finally, Daphne''s Aura was the colour of emerald green and deep sky blue. "What''s wrong, guys?" asked Harry, slightly puzzled at the way they were looking at him. "Harry, what happened to you?" asked Daphne who looked like she was about to bite him. "I just had a breakthrough," said Harry with a smile. "What! Another one?" exclaimed Ron, his face filled with shock. "What do you mean, another one?" asked, puzzled. "Last time I had a breakthrough was beck in Halloween!" "Exactly! We haven''t even entered Mana Shield stage yet, but you''ve asked gone ahead to the next stage!" said Daphne, getting slightly emotional. "Then train harder," said Harry, narrowing his eyes. "You''re so close to a breakthrough but none of you are pushing for it. You have no sense of urgency." "You''re right," said Hermione with a sigh. "The only ones we''re competing with are each other. But we''re all at the same stage and progressing at the same speed so we''re not really feeling much pressure from each other." 29 Wandless Magic "I''ve noticed, that is why I''ll be including a surprise in tomorrow morning''s training at the grounds," said Harry with a foxy grin. ----- Next Morning School Grounds ----- "Good morning, guys," said Harry smiling brightly. "Good morning," came a number of grumbles. "Let me do a roll call since I have do everything for everyone," said Harry, taking out a desk from his inventory. He also took out the Life Crystals that he got from the zombie floor of his dungeon. "These are called Life Crystals. They store mana particles and purifies them, making it easier for us to absorb." There was a loud murmur between everyone present as they curiously looked at the little crystals. "When I call your name, I want you to come and take five of them," said Harry. "Katie, Alicia, Angelina, Daphne, Hermione, Oliver, Fred, George, Neville, Seamus, Dean, Ron and finally, Lee. Everone has their crystals? Good. Keep them with you and allow them to absorp the mana particles in the air. Let me know when you only have one left. I''ll give you more. There''s one more announcement I''d like to make. Starting today, every Monday evening from 6.00PM to 9.00PM, we will host our own Duelling Club. At the end of every month, we will hold competitions to see who is the number one duelist among us after me." "What do you mean after you?" asked Angelina. "I means I''m the number one duelist amongst us," said Harry with a foxy smile. "Of course you''re more than welcome to challenge me, if you feel you deserve the number one slot better. As for this evening, we will meet in the training grounds. Dress warm. Now let''s start with our morning workout." The rest of the day went by without anything new happening. That evening, Harry finally paid attention to everyone practicing and learning new spells. Every morning everyone met, Harry only had enough time to teach everyone his Kung Fu, help them build their physical bodies as well as mana control. The only ones that he had actually taught actual spells had been Ron, Hermione and Daphne. That was only due to spending their evenings together. Harry had managed to transfigure a few chairs and tables into adult sized statues. He had also enchanted them so that they''d be moving targets to practice on. Satisfied with his masterpiece, he shifted his attention back to everyone where he saw them staring at him. "The first spell we will be practicing is the Disarming Charm," said Harry. "First we''ll practice it on these statues and then on each other. I know some of us may already know the spell, I''ll teach you another one." "Since when did you become so good at Defence Against the Dark Arts?" asked Oliver. "Since I came to Hogwarts," replied Harry. "I don''t just practice Quidditch and attend classes, Oliver. Now let''s see your mastery level over the Charm." With that, Harry started his own Duelling Club in his very first year. Slowly, everyone''s teamwork had skyrocketed as they helped each other out. However, what made Harry exceptionally happy was everyone''s competitive spirits. Once one saw just how close they are to surpassing their friend, they tried that much harder. Those who slightly ahead tried harder to stay ahead, resulting in their improvements to skyrocket. As the days rolled by, Fred and George had a breakthrough to Stage 5, followed by Ron, Hermione and Daphne. About two weeks later, Oliver, Alicia, Katie, and Angelina followed through with their breakthroughs. This made them extremely happy as it meant Harry would teach them them how to do the Shadow Clone. This had made theit imptovements to further skyrocket. The only ones who had not reached Stags 5 were Seamus, Neville, Dean and Lee. This was to be expected as they started considerably later than everyone else. However, Harry was still pleased with their improvements as they were reaching closer and closer to fully mastering Stage 3. He felt, given another week''s worth of practice would allow them to reach Stage 4. Stage 3: Movement was an important stage for everyone. At this Stage, one''s mana control would skyrocket, allowing them to cast spells with more ease. This was the main reason why everyone who reached this Stage would have drastic improvement in learning spells. The next big Stage for everyone was Stage 4: Mana Infusion. Not only was this an upgrade on the mana control, but also it helped everyone with their mana output as to maximise its effectiveness. This applied to both spell casting as well as hand-to-hand combat. Everyone had different speed at which they progressed and they were all finding their own unique style and pace at which they''re comfortable with. Hpwever, non were allowing their comfort to be the reason to slacken their efforts. They all wanted to be a role model for the other and be the leading figure. This was especially so for those like Oliver who was already a fifth year, yet he was taking lessons from a first year. He was not the kind who felt ashamed at learning something from someone younger. No, it was the feeling of standing in the frontline and the strong urge to lead. This resulted him in trying harder and harder at each session. It was now the third Monday of March and Harry had asked Oliver to stay behind after their practice in duelling. "Is something wrong, Oliver?" asked Harry as he put all the props away. "You''ve been very distracted lately." "I''m just stressed out, Harry," replied Oliver with a sigh. "I''ve been working harder thanbefore. I guess that''s catching up with me?" "I know how hard you''ve been working," said Harry. "Take a day off to relax. We''re going to Hogsmeade this Sunday. Come with us and enjoy yourself. It''ll help you calm down." "Harry, first years aren''t allowed to go Hogsmeade," said Oliver, slightly shocked. "You think I''m going to allow something like rules to stop me from helping my friends?" asked Harry, raising an eyebrow. "I''m not going to take no for an answer." Later on in the week as Harry had most finished from another completely clearing the zombie floor, Harry stood in the Room of Requirement, deep in thought. "I use the same amount of magic when I use my wand and when I don''t use it. When I used my wand, the spell had more power. But when used wandless, it had more speed," muttered Harry, deep in thought as he stared at his wand. He ran his mana through his wand again to cast a spell, however, he noticed a another step being added to the whole process of spell casting. "So that''s what it is!" exclaimed Harry in excitement. "The whole reason behind this difference in speed and power are that wands helps to stabilise the magic before it''s cast. This process of stability helps to increase the strength of the spell. But if you have sufficient control over your magic, you can do wonders, regardless of whether you had a wand or not." The main aspect to duelling, whether between wizard or Muggles, was speed. By cast a spell, or delivering a strike, a fraction of a second faster can overturn the result of a battle. With this thought in mind, Harry adjusted his training plan accordingly. Harry had decided to use wandless magic against opponents who were faster than him and when he was dealing with multiple opponents at the same time. However, this did not mean he had completely abandoned his wand. On the contrary, he would still use it, however, with increased efficiency. What Harry had noticed was that there was an intrinsic mana arrangement in his wand that would rearrange itself accordingly to the pattern of mana arrangement of the spells used. If he could replicate that effect without the use of a wand, he would no longer need it to replicate the increased power of spells that came about with the usage of wands. Unfortunately, Harry soon realised that the entire reason wands could stabilise the magic of tyre caster and amplify it was due to the wand''s core. This was much like how the broom''s core allowed one to fly with its usage. This left Harry slightly disappointed. However, this disappointment did not last too long as he focused on his adjusted training plan to increase his profficiency with his wand to allow him to cast spells faster. He was always in favour of speed and strength and he was training in accordance to that. This allowed his strength to skyrocket in the following weeks. March arrived and with it, it brought the time for Gryffindor Quidditch team to face Hufflepuff''s Qudditch. Harry had informed Oliver that he would be ending match quickly as he wanted to get back to studying. Everyone was in favour of that since the exam season was just around the corner and homeworks were piling up. This was extra difficult for Ron, Hermione and Daphne as their workload was double that of everyone else''s. However, their persistence and tenacity had truly gained the respect of Harry. This was more so in the case of Ron as Harry alwaysremembered the red-head as lazy. As soon as the match against Hufflepuff started, Harry immediately activated his Mana Sense and covered the entire Quidditch field with it. Ever since his breakthrough to Stage 6: Dantian stage, Harry''s senses had skyrocketed. They were now keener and sharper and could extend his senses to cover a larger radius. Not even thirty seconds had passed when Harry felt a familiar mana fluctuation appear in front of him. Out of reflex, Harry extended his hand and immediately grabbed the Golden Snitch. Standing on his Nimbus 2000, he posed once again, juat like he had done after he had caught the Snitch during his match against Slytherine. It took everyone almost a full minute to realised what had just happened. The Gryffindor House burst into a cheer like never before as they won the match. This Quidditch game had finished even before it had properly started. Even Oliver was shocked at the speed at which Harry caught the Snitch. Back in the Gryffindor Common Room, everyone was celebrating. Fred and George had managed to convince ever everyone to party their quickest win in their history of playing Quidditch. "I suppose we can change our day off," said Harry as he looked at his friends. "Oliver, today we''re going to Hogsmeade instead of tomorrow. We''ll go after lunch." "Who else are you bringing?" asked Oliver, smiling. "Not many, just us lot who train together," said Harry. "That''s not a lot?" asked Oliver, shocked. "It''s alright, relax yourself," said Harry with a sigh. "When you''re working as hard as you are, you also need to relax as hard as you can. Otherwise, you won''t get anywhere if you break down due to exhaustion." "Sigh ... I suppose you''re right," said Oliver with a sigh. That day, Harry and friends had the best time since they had started they had started their school term. Using the money he had received for the Ministry''s order of their enchanted items, Harry treated everyone to whatever they wanted to buy. They happily accepted without any reservations and shamelessly splurged all of Harry''s money, especially the girls. "You girls are monsters," said a tearful Harry. "Do you feel no shame at burning such a hole in my pocket?" "Hmph, who told you to act like such a gentleman?" asked Angenlina teasingly. "Fine, I will discard my gentleman manners," said Harrt with a foxy smile as he smoothly glided behind her. "I shall have to take some liberties like a bad boy." Harry quickly squeezed Anglina''s buttock as he spun her around in his arm. He slid his hand and held her by the waist with one hand and gently placed his other hand on face as he pulled her close. "So my dear Angelina, do you still wish to takae advantage of me?" asked Harry as he brought his face closer to Angelina''s. "Un-unhand me, H-Harry," muttered Angelina, blushing. "Answer me and I will," said Harry in a smooth voice. "N-no, I won''t," muttered Angelina, as she tried to free herself. "Very well, I believe," said Harry as he released Angelina after looking deep into her eyes. "Bro, that was hot," said Fred, with hid mouth hanging open. Harry turned and looked at his friends as their mouths were also wide open in the shape of an O. The boys were staring at Harry with a jealous look on their face while the girls had a deep shade of blush. "I could do with a hot chocolate," said Harry as he ignored everyone''s reactions. "I''m going to the Three Broomsticks. You guys keep standing in the cold." Back in Hogwarts, Harry received an owl from Sirius asking him if he would spend the Easter break at his house, to which Harry had responded with an immediate yes. It was now the week before the holiday began and Harry had finally caught up with his studies. Completing an entire year''s worth of studying in simply three months was a new record. What he needed to do now was to fully internalise the new knowledge and make it his own. By teaching Ron, Hermione and Daphne, Harry was doing just that. "Professor McGonagall, I just came to let you know that I''ll be visiting Sirius for the holidays next week," said Harry as he stayed behind for his usual Advanced Transfiguration lessons. "Very well, Mr. Potter," said McGonagall. "I will note it down. I must also congratulate you on your increased skills in Transfiguration. In the span of a few simple months, you have acquired skills on the same level as any advanced second year. Given a few more years, there will hardly be any student in Hogwarts to be your match in the subject." "Than you for the praise, Professor," said Harry. "But this level of skill is hardly enough to do what needs to be done." "You''re progressing at a fine pace, Mr. Potter," said McGonagall with a smile. "It has also come to my attention the level of progress your friends have shown, especially Mr. Weasley." "He is a hard worker," said Harry, smiling. "Talking about Ron, I would like to request for Ron, Hermione and Daphne to be allowed to take both, first year as well as second year exams. I have been studying with them and they are more than ready for their first year exams. By June, they will also be ready to take second year exams with me." "Are you sure, Mr. Potter?" asked McGonagall in a serious tone. "You should know it''s not everyday we allow students to take early examinations." "You said it yourself, Professor, they have shown great improvement," said Harry. "Besides, a brilliant student should be nurtured with more deligence, no?" 30 Easter With Sirius "Sirius!" exclaimed Harry as he hugged Sirius. "I didn''t hear anything from you until last week after the whole Wormtail incident." "Sorry, Harry," apologised Sirius, returning Harry''s hug. "I''ve just been very busy. Coming home after ten years of prison time leaves one a lot to catch up on." Sirius had come to Hogsmeade to pick Harry up. Ron, Hermione, Daphne and everyone else had stayed back in Hogwarts to continue their studying since exams were less than two months away. "That seems to be going better for you, Sirius," said Harry with a sly grin. "New fashionable clothing, healthy skin, confident aura ... all you''re missing is a woman to hold your hand." "No time for that, Harry," says Sirius. "We have more important things to focus on." "This isn''t the best place to talk," said Harry, "Do you want to come to Hogwarts? I''ve got the place that''s very good for hiding." "No, let''s to my house," said Sirius. "Remus is already there waiting for us." "Very well, let''s go," said Harry. "Please tell me you''ll apparate both of directly there." "I''ll do that," replied Sirius. "I''m not a fan of long journeys either." Harry held onto Sirius as they apparated away from Hogsmeade. The experience of Apparition was just as it was described in the books, like passing through a rubber tube. As abruptly as it started, the Apparition ended and Harry found himself inside of Sirius'' house in the living room. He found Remus sitting on a couch sipping tea from a mug. "Hello, Remus," said Harry with a smile. "I hope you''ve moved in with Sirius now." "Harry, it''s good to see you again," said Remus, getting up to hug Harry. "Yes, I''ve moved in here for now. How''ve you been at Hogwarts?" "I''ve been good," said Harry. "Exams are coming up soon, so I''ve been busy." "I have to congratulate you, Harry," said Sirius with a smile. "That deal you manages to strike with the Ministry was very good. You''ve got them hooked onto something very strong. How did you come up with it?" "I was experimenting with my skills and I showed my clothes I had enchanted to Dumbledore," said Harry. "He praised it highly and said if only the Ministery had something like that. That''s when I thought of selling it to them. But I wasn''t expecting them to buy it so readily." "They are high quality enchantment magic," said Remus. "Naturally they''d want to readily buy the items." "Harry, something has been bothering us for a while now," said Sirius with a serious face. "How did you know Wormtail was Peter''s nickname?" "I can use Legilimency," said Harry shrugging his shoulders. "I used it on Pettigrew to get information." "How much did you find out?" asked Remus shakily. "Pretty much everything," said Harry, smiling slyly. "Even your monthly little problem." "Ha, little problem!" exclaimed Remus. "You hear that Sirius? Like father, like son. He also called it a ''little problem''." "Remus, I don''t want to get your hopes up too high, but I may be able to help you cure it," said Harry, looking at Remus straight in the eyes. "How?" asked Remus, this time fully shakened up. "I''ve come up with a new method to get stronger," replied Harry. "I''ve reached a Stage where my body heals itself as long as I have magic in my body. Right now it''s not that strong and I don''t know how to use it externally on others. I also don''t know if the effects will be the same for others once they''ve reached my level." "Do you want us to train in this path?" asked Sirius. "It''s up to the both of you," replied Harry. "This new method allows us to feel the magic that is in the air and absorb it into our bodies. From what I''ve experienced do far, it has healing properties. I''ve included a physical training programme with it because our bodies act as the retainers of magic. It''s like apressure cooker not being able to handle the pressure and exploding." "How far have you advanced so far?" asked Remus. "Right now, I''m in Stage 6," replied Harry. "How many stages are there?" asked Sirius. "I don''t know since I''ve only started in this path in September," said Harry. "This will make your magical abilities increase tremendously. If you don''t like it, you can always stop and it won''t harm you." As Sirius and Remus were in deep thought, Harry started talking with the system. "System, is there a way for me to get rid of Remus'' problem?" [There is, however, you will need an S rank mana control.] "Why so high?" asked Harry, stunned. [Because this is an S type of curse. Plus Remus Lupin has been in this affected for almost his entire life raising the difficulty of breaking the curse.] "Ok, what about if they were to practice my cultivation method?" asked Harry. [For Remus Lupin, it would be difficult to reach Stage 6 since his werewolf curse will interfere with his Dantian formation.] "Which means I only have a few short months to raise my mana control," said Harry. "Then what is the method to get rid of the curse?" [Once you''ve reached S-Rank in mana control, you''ll be able to sense the curse that affects Remus Lupin and through guiding the mana particles under your control, you''ll be able to destroy the infected cells.] "You make it sound like it''s an infection," said Harry in his mind. [It is an infection.] "If I place all my focus solely on increasing my mana control, how will I grow strong enough to face Voldemort at the end of the year?" asked Harry, frowning. [The increased mana control will also give a boost to your strength. Don''t forget, by having a strong control on your magic, your strength will be greatly boosted. The best thing to know is that your magic is aligned towards Divine magic and one of the strongest properties of Divine magic is its ability to heal. This makes you use healing magic much easier. This is not the only advantage to it though as it increases your affinity to other elements.] "Let''s focus on the healing aspect," said Harry. "If I increase my proficiency in healing, would I be able to help werewolves retain their sanity once they transform during a full moon?" [That''s hard to say. It''s something you can only know once you have reached that point. However, one thing is certain. You will definitely be able to get rid of the infection should you train in healing magic.] "What are you in deep thoughts about, Harry?" asked Sirius. "I might have a solution to Remus''s problem," said Harry slowly. "What do you mean?" asked Remus nervously. "I mean a way of preventing you transforming into a werewolf," said Harry, looking at Remus. "If I''m able to gain sufficient control over my magic, there''s a chance whete I''ll be able to stop you becoming a wereful." "You''ll be able to do that?" asked Remus in shock. "It''s not guaranteed," said Harry, shaking his head. "But I just might be able to do that." "Harry, how is that possible?" asked Sirius, also in shock. "I don''t want to give you false hope as what I''m going to do is a long shot," said Harry. "I don''t know how long it''s going to take. But I''ll definitely do everything I can." "Harry, the best wizards in the world don''t have a cure to becoming a werewolve," said Remus sadly. "How can you just say you''ll be able to cure it?" "Let''s not talk about that now," said Harry. "For now, let''s focus on me teaching both of you of my discovery. We can come back to curing your werewolf transformation when I''m strong enough to do so. Also, while I teach you both of my discovery, I want you both to teach me how to become an Animagus." "We don''t have a problem with that," said Sirius with a smile. "But you should know that Animagi is the highest form of Transfiguration." "I''m aware," replied Harry. "But before we start, there''s a spell I want you both to learn first. It will speed things up considerably." With that, Harry taught them how to perform the Shadow Clone. Ever since they had seen Harry using it in the Shrieking Shack, they had been wanting to learn it. When Harry had told them whatever the clones experienced would return to them, to say they were greatly shocked was an understatement. The trio spent the following two weeks in constant training. Harry had learnt how to become an Animagi and he had, in return taught Sirius and Remus his cultivation discovery. Harry was surprised at their speed of development. Their talent was a in no way inferior to his own. In the two short weeks he spent with them, they had swiftly advanced to Stage 3 and were smoothly making their way to Stage 4: Mana Infusion. Given their speed, it would only take another week or so before they would be ready to train for the Stage 5: Mana Armour. During his time in Sirius'' house, Harry came across Kreache, the Black family''s house elf. Sirius showed constant dislike and annoyance towards Kreacher behaviour. Harry'' politeness to Kreavher surprised Sirius as the house elf was constantly bad mouthing them. Harry warned Sirius to be polite to Kreacher to gain his trust and allegience as it would be important for their fight against Voldemort. He did not want the Black family''s house elf to leak information to Narcissa Lestrange. Sirius showed great contempt towards his family and anything to do with them and Kreacher''s loyalty to his family did not help. Harry got angry with Sirius over his mistreatment towards the house elf and with great difficulty managed to convince his godfather to be nice to him. Harry was still worried that Sirius would continue mistreating Kreacher when he returned to Hogwarts and told Remus to keep an eye over them. The two weeks flew by quickly and Harry returned to Hogwarts. He was now in the Great Hall having breakfast with Ron, Hermione and Daphne "Harry, how was your holiday?" asked Hermione. "It was eventful to say the least," replied Harry. "How was your studies?" "It was great," replied Daphne. "The Shadow Clone spell helped out immensely." "That''s good to hear," said Harry. "Make sure you have sufficient rest otherwise it can be damaging when all you do is train and study." "We''ve been doing that," said Ron with a smile. "We are looking forward to winning the Quidditch cup this year." "It''s good that you''re excited," said Harry. "But you need to focus on your studies more. I told McGonagall that you three are ready to take your first year exams before the holidays. Don''t make me look bad by failing now." "Oh we already took the exams during the holidays," said Hermione excitedly. "ProfessorMcGonagall approached us about it and we got our results yesterday." "From the way you''re smiling, you seem to have done really well," said Harry, returning the smile. "Of course she did really well as did me and Ron," said Daphne happily. "Hermione got full marks and I got an average of 97%." "I got 90% average," said Ron proudly. "I told my parents and they very happy. They said a present is waiting for me at home once I return." "Well done, all of you," said Harry. "I also told them about my earnings from the enchanted items you''re selling to the Ministry," said Ron. "They were shocked at first and didn''t believe me until I sent them my earnings. They are very proud. Percy got annoyed a bit at my bragging but I know h''s very happy as well. I also got letters from Bill and Charlie congratulating me." "That''s good to great, Ron," said Harry. "Now the Malfoys say any nonsense to speak of." "Obviously," said Ron, grinning from ear to ear. 31 Notice Hey guys, sorry for not updating for such a long time. I''ve been changing jobs and on the 17/12/2018 my baby boy was born. I''ve been super busy with that. I''ll most likely return to writing within the next two weeks. I''m not stopping this novel. 32 Opinion @@ Hey guys ... I''m finally getting ready in returning so I wanted to ask your opinions on this novel! Do you guys want me to re-write this novel and make changes to it to make it better or continue as it is? I understand the beginning and the Dsphne part was slightly iffy so I''m thinking of fixing that. If changes are wanted ... mention your changes in the comments below. Please no rude comments ... I just want to make a more enjoyable novel for you all to read.@@ 33 Rebooted as "Harry Potter Transmigration" @@Hey guys, after much thought, I felt it was best to reboot this novel as it would make the flow of the story better. I''ll keep this version for comparison until the rebooted version catches up with this timeline. I strongly recommend to follow the rebooted version, which is "Harry Potter Transmigration". Please add it to your library and leave your thoughts behind on the new version.