Capítulo 10: The Wizarding World! Part-1
{Little Winging, Surrey, London}
{10:00 AM, 2nd Aug 1991}
Professor McGonagall felt something was off as soon as she activated the portkey, First of all, she appeared in what could only be assumed to be a dark alley, Second, the teenager who was holding the letter was in no way an 11-year-old, Third, seeing what he was wearing, alarm bells rang in her head.
'Did Mr. Jackson throw the letter away?'
"Mr. Jackson?" she asked probingly then elaborated, "Hector Jackson?" at that some recognition passed in his eyes as he looked in a certain direction. Prof. McGonagall's gaze followed towards a shady corner, a smaller kid was perfectly concealed in the small corner. His face blank as he looked at her, although his nervousness was visible on his shoulders.
Harry had prepared this whole ordeal just to make sure that the 'H.' in the letter was indeed Hector, otherwise, he would have dipped by now. Now that he had confirmed that the letter was indeed what he had thought he walked towards the stern woman, her Scottish features were easily visible as her hair was tied in a tight bun, and she was wearing a mismatched blouse and pants with sandals that she looked entirely uncomfortable in.
"Prof. McGonagall?" Harry asked questioningly as he used [Observe] on her.
[Minerva McGonagall]
[Age: 86]
[Race: Wizard]
[Level: 79]
[Mana: 15600/15600]
[Health: 900/900]
[Stamina: 150/150]
[Stats:]
[Strength: 6]
[Speed: 5]
[Dexterity: 11]
[Vitality: 9]
[Endurance: 15]
[Intelligence: 156]
[Wisdom: 184]
'What's with these imbalanced stats?' Harry gave the professor a weird look, 'I could just punch her to death with that pitiful amount of HP, I wonder how much EXP I would get?' As Harry's thoughts went down a dark road, Prof. McGonagall spoke.
"Mr. Jackson I presume," her tone stiff as she glanced at Harry's clothing, Harry had changed his original clean clothes for some rags borrowed from Mark, the shirt was torn in several places and the pants were too sort on his new frame, Harry watched as her eyes and face softened as she already concluded what he wanted her too.
"Can you please follow me!" she instructed, even though she could understand Harry's condition, she clearly felt weird standing in an alley. Harry nodded and swiftly followed her, her back was straight as in a few minutes of silent walking they arrived back in London. Prof. McGonagall surveyed the surroundings and then turned towards Harry.
"Mr. Jackson, can you please hold onto my hand, there is somewhere we need to go," Harry gave her a weird look, 'I didn't look that clueless did I' Harry thought before grabbing her extended hand.
"Hold tight!" and with that Harry felt like he was being squeezed from both sides, his body extended and changed shape and unlike when he used his magic, this felt weird. And just like that, it was over, it took a few seconds for Harry to maintain his balance and not fall flat on his ass. He suppressed the urge to vomit as he activated Gamer's mind for a few seconds to get his bearings under control.
"What was that?" Harry said, his voice scratchy as he heaved deep breaths in order to calm down.
"That was apparition Mr. Jackson, an efficient way for a wizard to travel." Prof. McGonagall waited for the young wizard to catch his breath as they stood at the Apparition point at the entrance to Diagon Alley.
"Come on we need to move," she indicated towards a dingy old pub and Harry followed her, with a disturbed expression on his face.
"Tom, can we get a private room?" Prof. McGonagall asked. Harry noticed that he had gathered a lot of attention with his patched-up clothes, he shifted nervously on his feet before following Prof. and the barkeeper to the second floor and into a room.
"Thank you, Tom," Prof. McGonagall said as Tom left, there was a table in the center of the room that should serve her purpose so she sat down at one end and indicated the kid to take the other, she surveyed him once again. Harry at the moment was looking around the strange room, it looked like he had teleported back to medieval times. The only source of light in the room was from an odd-looking lamp. The curtains and carpet were made up of fur and cloth which he couldn't identify.
'That's not cotton, nor anything synthetic, it looks like silk but not quite.' Harry's vast repertoire of knowledge failed him as he looked at everything around the room.
"Hm-hmmm" Prof. McGonagall cleared her throat lightly gaining Harry's attention, "How much do you know about magic Mr.Jackson?" Prof. McGonagall started with her usual question. Harry gave her a weird look before his eyes searched for something, he then pointed at a set of utensils lying around the corner, a spoon easily floated from the tray and came flew towards them, Harry grabbed it from the air, and then let it float above his palm.
"Umm, I mean this is magic right Professor? At least this is what I know," Harry exclaimed as he tried a light legilimency probe but couldn't gain any information from the older witch. Prof. McGonagall suppressed her shock as she looked at the floating spoon in front of her, there was no wand in her sight as she once again looked at the kid, he looked innocently at her, his eyes had a yearning to know what or who he was.
"Has anyone seen you do this Hector?" her voice was soft, and Harry immediately realized his mistake, he knew wizards used wands to perform magic but he had never interacted with one.
"Umm..." Harry tried to act nervous as he fidgeted and then said, "the matron in the Orphanage did..." he said with a small voice, as Prof. McGonagall immediately started drawing her own conclusions, Harry looked at her face as he let the spoon drop.
"Did she throw you out?" she asked, her face set in a stony visage as Harry evaded her eyes and looked down, "No I ran away..." Implications were clear in his voice and as the Professor tried to calm down, Harry Potter smiled slightly.
'First contact success, she has a favorable impression of me now, this could be useful in the future and maybe she would ignore some weird things in our interactions...'
Even if Harry hated to admit it, manipulating emotions and situations was one thing HYDRA taught him very well.
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