Bab 9: Chapter 9: Didn't you know?
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Loki scoffed. 'Of course I've done it right–just be sure to roll just in case.'
Not allowing himself any time to hesitate as the stairs began to creak, Harry dropped from the window frame.
For a very brief moment, wind rushed through his ears–and then he had hit the concrete feet-first, rolling in exactly the way Loki had taught him–and then he tripped over a rock.
He couldn't stop himself letting out a cry of pain as he cut his elbow on some broken glass.
'Run!' Loki urged, but it was already too late. Neither of them had noticed that one man had remained downstairs. Panic rose up inside Harry, but he ruthlessly batted it away as Loki barked out an order.
One moment the man was looming over him with a predatory grin upon his face, and the next a flash of coldness travelled through the air.
The man froze as a blue power began to gather in Harry's palm, and he stayed that way, having no time to react as an icicle stabbed into his heart.
Allowing fatigue and emotion to have no effect upon him, Harry turned, all but the pupil of his eye flashing red as he fired another bolt of ice, striking the man who had just rounded the corner in his mid-section.
Breathing heavily, Harry stared with wide eyes down upon the two soon-to-be corpses. He had handled them with no problem. Perhaps he had underestimated himself.
Emotion began to swell within him as he looked at the man he had just killed, but retreated as Loki appeared in front of him, blocking his view.
"Good job, Harry," he said proudly, pulling the boy into an illusionary hug with a smile. "Good job."
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Harry walked forward, his illusionary form waving goodbye to the hotel's receptionist as he left the building.
He was now approaching his ninth birthday and Loki had deemed him capable enough at light illusions to conceal his appearance when getting a wand.
In fact, he was more than capable seeing as he could pass as a rather small eleven year-old and would only need to cast an illusion over his face.
What was more important was that if he managed to catch one or two by surprise, he would be able to easily deal with battling wizards.
Loki believed that Harry's parents had been magical from the way the Dursleys had always talked about them, also having suspicions that they had been murdered by a wizard as well.
The illusions were simply precautions to ensure that no friends of his dead parents attempted to "rescue" him. Harry would also need to probably disguise himself as an adult if he wanted to purchase "darker" reading material.
Loki was well aware that just like Asgardians, humans – even wizards – tended to worship or fear and persecute all that they did not understand.
Whilst the beings like him and Thor had received the former treatment when they had visited Midgard, "dark" or powerful magic tended to receive the latter.
Harry didn't want to be seen buying books on dark magic, and shopkeepers probably wouldn't sell them to children anyway….
Overnight Loki had told Harry to sleep in a hotel nearby to where he remembered the entrance to the wizarding world was.
It would not do for him to be tired when entering a world where he might be forced to fight wizards for the first time. Now Harry walked around, waiting for Loki's magic-sensitive senses to alert him of the entrance's location.
"I thought you said you already knew where it was," he muttered.
'I used to know where it was. Believe it or not, cities do tend do change over the course of a couple centuries.' He paused before adding, 'And talk in your head, you don't want these people to think you're crazy.'
'Isn't talking to voices in my head even more crazy than speaking to myself?'
Loki was silent for a moment. 'Well yes, but they won't know you're doing it.'
'But I'll know I'm crazy!' Harry exclaimed.
'I actually exist though, I-' Loki paused. 'You're just doing this to annoy me, aren't you?' Harry laughed in affirmative and the god sighed. 'Stop being difficult and shut up. I need to concentrate.'
While frustrating Loki was fun, getting a wand would be more fun, and Harry decided to follow his instructions. After a while of walking, Loki said, 'Stop, and look to your right.'
Harry did so, and saw a building that the muggles seemed to not even notice as they walked past. The Leaky Cauldron read a sign above its door.
'Is this it?' asked Harry.
Loki scoffed. 'With a name that stupid, it can't be anything else.'
Harry gave a snort of laughter before moving towards the wizarding pub. As he entered the door, he bended the light around him with only the slightest strain, only having to change his eyes and hair to brown and mask the scar that for some reason wouldn't go away.
Loki suggested it was because of the being that had previously inhabited it, but his unfamiliarity with mortal magic made him unsure.
One look around the room confirmed to Harry that he was in the wizarding world. Loki had been the only person he had ever seen a robe beforehand – it was really more of an overcoat anyway – but at least his were stylish.
The wizards and witches seemed to have looked through a catalogue of clothes and then decided to wear what would make them look most idiotic.
There didn't really seem to be any practicality in them either, unless looking like the most cliché wizard possible gave you some kind of boost to your spell-casting ability.
Following Loki's instruction, Harry walked to the back the room and out of the door, emerging into a...dead end?
He appeared to be in an alleyway, scraps of rubbish laying around him and a dirty brick wall in front of him.
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