James and lily who fought hard, even given their life for their son which was the ultimate protection from the dark lord who tried to used crucitix curse on him, the spell backfired and the dark lord found himself defeated at the hand of an infant child.

⚠️Swearing!!!⚠️

Yuki POV


It's 2 am in the morning and i feel tired but i can't sleep,I actually have insomnia i started having insomnia at the age 13.I don't really know what could have caused it.I sat up from my bed and looked at the clock on my desk 3 am.I have been thinking for an hour about my insomnia?well it sometimes happen that i zone out.I got up from my bed and went to my closet i got my usual cloths out and got dressed.I went to the kitchen to get a midnight snack,I decided on a small cereal bar,i walked slowly to the living room and sat on the couch and turned on the tv.I watched Pokemon on the tv for a while until i heard someone walking to the living room.I looked behind me and saw my sister Suki she was also suffering from insomnia.
"Hey sis"I said"Hey LW"she responded the name LW stands for little wolf she heard that name in a series she watched i don't know the name of the series but i know she really like the name so she started calling me Little wolf for while and then got stuck to calling me LW."So what are you watching?"She asked "Pokemon"i responded"You still watch that show?"She asked"if you want to watch the tv here you go"i say tossing her the remote"i saw this episode a 100 times already"i say to her standing up from the couch"Cool thanks LW"She said turning the tv onto one of her favorite shows.I walked to my room and got my laptop out and started watching BNHA because god it's a cool anime.after watching the 5th episode of the 3 season i look at the clock on the desk and saw that it's 5 am.I stand up going to the small bookshelf in my room and look at my books 'let's see what should i read'

Harry potter philosopher's stone
Harry potter The chamber of secrets 
Harry potter the prizoner of azkaban
Harry potter The goblet of fire
Harry potter The order of the phoenix
Harry potter The half blood prince
Harry potter The deathly hallows
Pax
Twigs my friend 
Minecraft into the game 
Yotsuba 1st manga
BNHA 1st manga
FNAF guide book

'Welp guess i'll read Harry Potter and the philosphers stone again.'



Time skip by Yuki reading a book

Still Yuki POV

I finished the philosophers stone so i guess i'll go eat. i look at the clock on my desk and see it's 7 am.I Went to the kitchen making some pancakes for Yokai and Suki as i finish making the pancakes and putting them on three plates Yokai comes in he sat down at the table and started eating,i walk to the living room and see Suki is still watching her show."Hey Sis breakfast is ready"i say leaning against the wall she looks at me with bags under her eyes and she smiles"Thanks LW"She responds sitting up we both walk to the kitchen Suki sits at the table and starts eating,I grab my plate of pancakes pour some syrup on them and going to my room to watch more anime.As i walked in my room i turned on my laptop and decided that i'll watch wolf rain it's a cool anime.


Suki POV (didn't expect that did you?)


As Yuki walked in her room i quickly finished my pancakes."Hey i'll feed the animal k?"Yokai said i flinched when he started speaking but i calmed down quite quickly.I walked to my room thinking about Yuki she is too young to have insomnia She is only 15 years old.I started having insomnia at the age 18 but she?She got insomnia at the age of 13 that's a really young age.I'm worried about her she has quite visible bags under her eye.I should stop worrying she'll be fine she is strong for her age.I walk to the bookshelf in my room but not before looking at the clock on the desk my laptop is on.It read 9 am so i guess i'll read a book let's see the options

The Maze runnee
The Scorch trials 
The death cure 
The fever code
Harry potter the philosopher's stone
Harry potter  The chamber of secrets
Harry potter the prizoner of azkaban
Harry potter The goblet of fire
Harry potter the order of the phoenix
Harry potter  the half blood prince
Harry potter the deathly hallows

i guess i'll go with the maze runner.Both me and my sister Yuki are a huge fan of harry potter we even have cosplaying robes she has a ravenclaw one and i have a slytherin one







Clifhanger >:3

A day after my little adventure, it was Harry's first quiditch game. We were sitting at the table eating and discussing about the troll incedant, when Professor Snape came over.

"Good luck today, Potter. Then again, now that you've proved yourself against a troll, a game of quiditch should be easy work for you. Even if it's against Slytherin." Then he just walked away.

The guy can't even say his true feelings. Is he a tsundere?

"That explains the blood." Harry said with squinted eyes. 

"Blood?" Hermione looked at him with confusion. Harry scooched a bit closer before speaking. 

"Listen, that night with the troll, I'm guessing Snape used the troll as a diversion so that he could get past that three headed do-" 

"Fluffy" I interrupted as I fed Lilith some bacon. He looked at me for a bit before continuing. 

"Snape used the troll as a diversion so that he could get past Fluffy. But he got himself bit, that's why he's limping." 

"Why would anyone go near that dog?" Hermione asked. 

"The day I was at Gringrots, Hagrid took something out of one of the vaults. He said it was Hogwarts business, very secret." Harry said like a professional detective. 

"So you're saying that's what the dog's guarding. That's what Snape wants." I didn't even bother trying to correct Harry, because it's pointless trying to persuade a kid. We went into deep thought before Hedwig came flying with a package and dropped it at Harry. 

"It's a bit early for mail isn't it?" Hermione asked while exchanging glances with Harry and the package.

"Let's open it." I suggested.

Then we all worked together and ripped apart the package. Inside was a sleek broomstick of the latest model, the Nimbus 2000. I couldn't help but whistle at its beauty. Compared to the old rickety stick I use for Flying lessons, this was a real broomstick.

~Quiditch Field~

Me and Hermione got front row seats and were watching as the Gryffindor team were doing their intro stunts. Hagrid took a seat right next to me and he took out his binoculars, ready for the game.

The game soon started, everything went the same as canon. Madam Hooch with her warning, Angelina scoring first, Oliver blocking Slytherin's attempt at scoring, everything went the same.

Quirellmort started jinxing Harry's broom when he almost got the golden snitch. Snape tried to prevent this, but Hermione thought that Snape was jinxing Harry's broom. She handed me her binocular and said. 

"It's Snape, he's jinxing the broom!" Before I could even reply, she spoke. 

"Don't worry, leave it to me." Then she ran off. 

Haah, kids will be kids. 

[You are a kid, you know that, right?] 

Shut up. 

After a few minutes of watching Harry dangling from his swaying broom, it finally stabilised, allowing Harry to get back up on his broom. I was also watching Quirellmort jinxing Harry broom while Snape was anti-jinxing it. I feel that if I don't do something, Snape will continue to be misunderstood by Harry.

Then came the scene where Harry caught the snitch with his mouth, and he was trying to get it out but it looked like he was gonna vomit. Gryffindor won the game and everyone cheered and Draco looked upset. Twinkledore continued his kind grandfather act. Snape became calm because Harry was safe. Harry was just happy of his first victory.

After the game, we walked with Hagrid back to his hut while Hermione was saying that Snape jinxed Harry's broom.

"Nonsense, why would Snape be cursing Harry's broom?" Hagrid said with a frown.

"Who knows?" I do.

"Why was he trying to get past that 3 headed dog on Halloween?" To secure the philosophers or the sorcerers stone.

Hagrid looked at Harry with surprised.

"Who told you about Fluffy?" Harry and Hermione both looked at me. I put my hands up in defence.

"All Fluffy said was his name and that Hagrid was his daddy. Isn't that right Hagrid?" Hagrid nodded at my words, completely ignoring the fact that Fluffy spoke to me. 

"That's right. I bought him from an Irish fellow down at the pub last year, then I leant him to Dumbledore to guard the-" Harry, like an idiot, interrupted. 

"Yes?" 

"Shouldn't have said that. No more questions, don't ask anymore questions. That's top secret that is." Hagrid said in a firm voice. 

"But Hagrid, whatever Fluffy's gaurding, Snape's trying to steal it." Harry insisted. 

"Professor Snape is a Hogwarts teacher." Hagrid stopped walking and looked down at us. Hermione stepped forward and spoke on our behalf. 

"Hogwarts teacher or not, I know a spell when I see one, I've read all about them. You've got to keep eye contact and Snape wasn't blinking." Harry nodded his head. 

"Exactly." Hagrid sighed before speaking. 

"Now you listen to me, all three of you. You're meddling in things that aren't meant to be meddled with, it's dangerous. What that dog is guarding is strictly between Dumbledore and Nicholas Flamel." I smiled at Hagrid's fumble. 

"Nicholas Flamel? The owner of the only known Philosophers Stone? So the thing that Fluffy's guarding is the Philosophers stone, huh? No wonder Snape would want it, that thing can make you Elixir's of Life, which grant you immortality." I said to the 2 clueless kids and 1 panicking Hagrid. 

"I should not have said that, I should not have said that. You heard nothing now, you here? Don't go mentioning it out loud now." Hagrid said to us before walking away. 

The 3 of us looked at each other before smirking.

Luxion was a lonely 15 year old, who unfortunately died. Luckily for him, he received the opportunity to reincarnate with a few wishes. Unexpectedly, the catch was that he had to marry the daughter of the Origin Embodiment, Lady Fate herself.

-Note-

* MC will be OP
* MC will be goofball
* MC will have harem
* MC is Chaotic-neutral and will be kind to friends/family, but ruthless to enemies or anyone who will directly antagonise him. 
* MC won't start attacking someone for stupid reasons and will not directly fight unless he's friends/family are threatened.
* MC will do stuff on a whim, even if it's considered evil or unorthodox to others, but this will rarely happen.
* If you don't want MC who can solve most problems with ease, then leave.
* There will be times when the MC is nerfed at important events in order for plot development.

⚠ BOOK ONE OF THE SERIES ⚠




It's your first year at Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You make friends with Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley and your best girl-friend Hermione Granger. Being a pureblood with standards, you didn't tell your parents about Hermione as she is a Muggle-born. You come across a three headed dog where your adventure begins and you have to save the Philosophers Stone as it is at risk from 'Snape'. Your two Slytherin bestfriends come with you to keep you safe. But can they stop you when you sacrifice yourself with Ronald to give your friends and opportunity to get through? 




The Royal Four: You, Draco, Blaise, Helen (Helen is an OC character)

The Golden Trio: Ron, Harry, Hermione

Draco lovestory- you go through the years with your 3 best friends with one being your boyfriend. You go on adventures with the golden trio and get in loads of danger! Read to find out the tea

After standing in front of Hogwarts, I kind of wanted to build a castle for myself to live in. Well I can build it anytime I want. Dumbledore looked and told me to follow. We started walking towards the castle gate, Dumbledore started talking to me,

"So Sanchit where are you from?"Dumbledore looked at me with inquiry, looked like he wanted to know more about me.

"well I am from India" I replied, with a smile on my face.

"well I have been to India but never really found any wizards there" he said

"I don't know if there exists any magical society there. I was a orphan and never really showed my powers in public." I thought its better not to reveal to much information.

"well alright, but can we have a fight in the ground" He said as we a walk towards ground near the castle. Others also looked forward to my answer.

"Sure. why not"I said, as I didn't want to show any weakness.

We walked towards the ground, then we made a gap of about 10m to start our fight. I just stood there waiting for him to start.

He started the attack by using stupefy and making a feint by transmuting the ground in chains and then summoned the cursed fire to attack me. All of this in few seconds of time, after completely solving all of his attacks by the wave of my wand the chains broke and the fire was completely dried out by water i conjured. I then transported behind him then pointed my wand on his neck.

Dumbledore for the first time in his life was completely stupefied, he knew if the man really defeated Voldemort that easily then he must be very strong but didn't think the gap between them was that high that he couldn't even react. Other Professors were even more surprised by how easily I defeated the strongest wizard, until now they had doubts if i really did defeat the one who cannot be named or is he really dead.
 
When I removed my wand from his neck, he and the others came out of their stupor.

"I am sorry, I doubted you until now. "  he said respect to the strong in his eyes.

"Its alright. If I was in your place, I also wouldn't be able to trust some complete stranger. well with this over, lets go in. " I said and we started moving towards the castle with other professor who were still recovering from their common sense being broken and learning a important lesson that "There is always someone stronger".

We entered the castle and Dumbledore showed me room to stay in, the castle looked like a five star hotel but a magical one. The Professors were excused, Dumbledore said he would give the tour of the castle tomorrow and and excused himself. After the fight they were trying to remain respectful toward me, not that I mind it.

It was already night time, so I decided to sleep. Nothing extraordinary happened in the course of night and the morning came with the sound of birds chirping. I woke up at 6am, then after washing up I walked out of the room towards the garden I saw on the way here yesterday and there I saw Snape thinking about something. He didn't notice me, so i just walked up to him.

"Good morning" I said to him, he was quite a bit surprised and had already pulled out his wand. After seeing it was me he put away his wand and said

"Sorry, its first time someone had come behind me and I didn't even notice and Good morning"he said and most probably hopping I didn't take offense to his actions.

"Its alright, I saw you were thinking about something and thought maybe I could help you with that." I said. We talked for a while before he said what he was thinking about after I put up a trust me aura like Charles Xavier and told about how he liked lily but couldn't even be near her, as she disgusted her and all the bullying he had to go through.

"Well why do you even care about a woman who already has a child of your bully? and she probably didn't like you enough from the beginning to always be with you. So the only advice for you is move on, with your cold personality it will be hard to find a woman who will love you but eventually you will.  " I said

"Thank you, I will think about what you said." he said. Then we started talking about potions with the amount of knowledge we had, hours passed as minute. He stopped and looked at me with awe with the amount of knowledge I had.

"are you really the age you appear to be?"he asked

"To that I can just say, looks can be deceptive"I said, he kind of guessed that I had something like Philosophers stone but much better than the original. He then invited me for breakfast after hearing the sound of bell and I said sure. While walking we met all the other Professors who were invited to the breakfast by Dumbledore to introduce me to them.

After entering the hall everyone who were meant to be here, had already arrived. After my introduction being done and Dumbledore started the tour of Hogwarts castle. It went on for nearly 4hr straight, it had become boring after the 1st hr, he just kept on talking about the history of how the four founders found this place. 

With the tour done, I made my way towards the library, after reaching the place i let the LOHP copy all the books in it and then went to the room of requirement to copy all the books it had. Then i went towards the room i stayed in yesterday to enter the LOHP. I came to the room and sat on the bed and then entered the LOHP and told it to compile all the books with the first three. The books now showed zero error and a few sections were added in it about language of magical creatures. I absorbed the books, then started my stay at Hogwarts for few days while all my skills were completely mastered.

With this done I decided to take the two deathly hallows from Dumbledore. I walked to his office and told him I wanted to talk to him in private by using my mind control, after that he took me to a room with no portraits and filled with silent wards. I then used my my huge spiritual power to control him and made him pull out the elder wand and the invisible cloak which he was always carrying with himself. Dumbledore put them in front me, I made a copy of them equally strong. Kept the original with me and gave the copy to him. I then deleted the memories of this incident from his mind permanently.

For the third deathly hallow the resurrection stone I needed to destroy the hocurux on it first which was was currently in the possession of Gaunt family, I teleported there and destroyed the hocurux on it. This time also left copy of it there.

Now the next thing to do is to fill up my planet with some magical creature, I said goodbye to Dumbledore and moved towards the chamber of secrets, after entering it I found Basilisk resting. I then communicated with him using my Parseltongue and released enough energy  to make him completely submit to me, after it agreed I healed all his injuries then moved him to my dimension.
After that I did the same with unicorns living in forbidden forest and many other magical beasts from it and even found some dragons.

I placed a shadow clone in my ZECNAR to keep check on them and made sure they never fought against each other. They all had understood that they cannot fight to death with each other in any case or if there really was dispute that needed to be solved then my clone will come in front to solve it

 They learned that they were immortal as the age increase they will grow stronger but as the strength increases the fertility rate decreases. 

While I was finding dragons, on the way I found Nicolas Flamel, so I did the same i did with the deathly hallows and collected the original Philosophers/Sorcerer stone with me and gave him a duplicate.

Now I already had whatever I wanted from Harry Potter dimension and could go to next whenever I wanted.

STATUS
Name - Sanchit Aggarwal
Age - 621
Title - God of ZECNAR
Bloodline - Devour
Laws - none
Skills - 
1) Strongest hand to hand combat technique
    Mastered
2) Transformation technique
    Mastered
3) Shadow clone jutsu
    Mastered
Harry Potter Universe
{ (4) Magical creation. (5) Magic. (6) Potions. }
 (Mastered)
Realm - 
1) Heavenly Physical Body cultivation technique -  
    BRONZE
2) Heavenly Spiritual cultivation technique - 
    BRONZE
Items -
1) The deathly hallows
2) Philosophers stone
Battle power - 700,000,000

Notice: 5th skill Magical creation has also added magical creatures language.

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When I got back to the west wing, I sat down and started browsing the system shop. How many shop points do I have again?

'Status'

{Status:
Name: Syrin Fortis

Title(s): Second Prince of the Fortis Kingdom, Dual Affinity Genius, Crowned Prince, Duke of Ephia, Princess Aella's Fiancé

Fighter Rank: 37

Mage Rank: 37

Shop points(SP): 5,531,985 SP

Skills/Abilities: 
-Magic affinity
-Battle energy affinity
-Magic Manipulation LVL10 MAX
-Battle energy Manipulation LVL10 MAX
-Phoenix Fire Attribute LVL32
-Occlumency
-Magic Sense LVL29
-Book Creation
-Body Double LVL24

Summons:
-Phoenix (Nova)
-Souei
-Rem 
-Schneizel

Inventory:}

Oh, baby, I'm loaded. Time to go on a shopping spree! First, I started looking through the Harry Potter portion of the shop. I haven't bought anything that great from this portion of the shop. Well, I haven't bought anything that great from any portion of the shop. Whatever, now is my time to spend, so let's get to spending, shall we?

{Metamorphmagis 15,000 SP

Animagus form 12,000 SP

Lycanthropy 10,000 SP

Veela Charm 6,000 SP

Magical Resistance 3,000 SP

Parseltongue 2,000 SP

Legilimency 2,000 SP

Occlumency 2,000 SP

...}

Hmm, that is all of the stuff I saw before, but let's focus on the more expensive side first. Scrolling through the shop, I find the more expensive side of it. 

{Magic 4,000,000 SP - The ability to perform magic from the Harry Potter universe. 

Wandless Magic 1,000,000 SP - The ability to perform magic without a focus(wand). The Magic ability must be unlocked before buying Wandless Magic.

Philosophers Stone 1,000,000 - A stone created by a famous Alchemist. It can be used to turn metals into pure gold and grant immortality by creating the elixir of life. Although, the elixir is a flawed route to immortality. After taking the elixir once, you must take it every week for the rest of your life. Missing a week will cause the body to revert back to its actual age. If a dosage is missed when you are over your maximum age, you will quickly age until your death within the span of a single day. 

Elder Wand 5,000,000 - ????????

Resurrection Stone 5,000,000 - ???????

Cloak of Invisibility 5,000,000 - ???????

Peverell Bloodline 10,000,000 - ???????

Merlin Bloodline 5,000,000 SP - ...

Salazar Slytherin Bloodline 3,000,000 - ...

Helga Hufflepuff Bloodline 2,000,000 - ...

Godric Gryffindor Bloodline 2,000,000 - ...

Rowena Ravenclaw Bloodline 2,000,000 - ...

...}

Below all the founder's bloodlines were the bloodlines of other houses like the Potters and other families from the wizarding world. Wow, this is a lot to take in. Why does magic have to be so expensive? I have enough points for it but now I don't know if I want to waste them on it or not. On one hand, Harry Potter magic is overpowered as hell. I could do almost anything with it, as long as I'm powerful and smart enough to pull it off. On the other hand, why the hell is it so goddamn expensive? *sigh* Whatever, I'll probably still buy it anyway. 

Wandless magic seems nice and all, but can't I just train my magic to work wandlessly? Why bother wasting my points when a little hard work will get me what I want? Yeah, I won't be buying that unless I fail at training my magic to work wandlessly. 

I don't think that I need the philosopher's stone. I'm pretty sure that Souei's world has an immortality skill that I could buy. I don't want to bet my life on if I remember to take my medicine or not. That would be far too stressful for me to worry about. Turning metals into gold would be nice, but It would ruin the economy if I started throwing gold everywhere. I also do not need gold at the moment and I doubt I ever will. I have a system and modern knowledge to help me make money. Yeah, I won't be buying that. 

I can already say that I will be buying the deathly hallows. I don't care what anyone thinks one way or another. These things could make me the master of death. What further strengthens my resolve to buy them, is the fact that the description is a bunch of question marks. Why can't the system show me what they do? Who knows but I'll be buying them when I have enough points. That's for sure. 

As for the bloodlines, this is something that I'm not sure about. I'll definitely be buying the Peverell bloodline. There are two reasons for this. First, based on the story it is connected to the deathly hallows, so I'll buy the bloodline before I buy the hallows themselves. Second, it has the mysterious question marks that can only mean something overpowered. *nods* Yes, I will be purchasing this later on. 

I'm not too sure about the other bloodlines. I'll probably buy the Merlin bloodline sooner or later, but it's not at the top of the list. As for the founders, the only one that would be interesting is Salazar. His bloodline is even more expensive than his fellow founders. I'm sure that he would gloat and say it's because of his blood purity, but it probably has something to do with passelmagic. Then again parseltongue is only 2,000 SP, so maybe that isn't the reason. 

As for the other bloodlines like the Potters and other families, I see no reason to waste points on them. Alright, I think I've made up my mind. The only thing that I'm going to be buying today from the Harry Potter side of the system is Magic. It's expensive but I'll have to bite the bullet and hope that it's as overpowered as I remember from the movies. I'm not going to buy it yet, as I want to search the other portions of the system before finalizing anything. When I buy it, I'll also have to buy a wand and books to study from. That shouldn't be too expensive though. 

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Harry finally reached the last chamber, he had passed the devils snare, caught the key, won a chess match, and solved the riddle. He had abandoned two of his friends and lost one of them on the way here. He was not going to fail.

He saw a figure standing in front of a familiar mirror. He rushed out and pulled out his wand.

"It's over Snape. You are caught, you won't get the stone. Dumbledore will come in a few minutes."

The man turned around but it wasn't Snape. It was Quirrell.

"You!" gasped Harry.

Quirrell smiled. His face wasn't twitching at all.

"Me," he said calmly. "I wondered whether I'd be meeting you here, Potter."

Harry felt sick, it was another thing that Arth had gotten right.

"But I thought... Snape..."

"Severus?" Quirrell laughed, and it wasn't his usual quivering treble, either, but cold and sharp. "Yes, Severus does seem the type, doesn't he? So useful to have him swooping around like an overgrown bat. Next to him, who would suspect p-p-poor, st-stuttering P-Professor Quirrell?"

"I did."

Harry and Quirrell turned around and saw that there was a person in the shadows watching them with emotionless eyes. There were signs of burns on his robes and skin and his hair was all messed up, probably due to how fast he had to run here to catch up with them.

It was someone who Harry couldn't forget.

"...Arthur."

However, Arth just ignored him he continued to stare at Quirrell with an omniscient gaze.

"Your plan was quite good, your act was even better. However you still had a lot of holes."

Arth slowly took out his wand and started to spin it on his fingers.

"Firstly, your lessons, while I first thought they were the blabbers of a broken man, you would sometime let meaningful information slip. I wouldn't find it suspicious if it was only that but the things you said because you could have read off of information from the course books. However, none of them where in any books."

Arth stopped swirling his wand and held up a finger.

"That was one."

Arth held up another finger.

"Second hole was the quidditch game. When Granger headed off to light Snape on fire, I was scanning the stands for any other suspects. Sure enough, you were staring at Harry, unblinkingly. Also, Ron and Hermione didn't notice but when she knocked you over, Harry had recovered his control, there was a five second interval between Harry recovering his broom and Snape getting distracted. This, I knew that Snape was in the clear."

Quirrell let out a nervous laugh.

"Quite smart aren't you. Why did you not tell the teachers of your suspicions."

"I was planning on leaving you alone, I had my trust in the other teachers' enchantments, plays, they wouldn't believe me even if I told them. However, the idiotic person right next to you decided he wanted to go on an adventure. I'm here to get him out safely."

"Arth..."

"Shut it Potter, I don't want to hear it."

Arth finally gave an indication of knowing that Harry existed. Arth turned back to Quirrell and raised his third finger.

"Third hole, your ambitions. Professor Quirrell, before you met the "Vampires" in Romania, you were timid, but not scared and absolutely terrified. Someone who had an aspiration to become someone big. And with your brilliant mind, a couple of vampires wouldn't be enough to traumatize you. So that means that something else changed who you were."

Quirrell went white as he started to mutter to himself.

"Number four, the ridiculous turban that you started to wear after you were traumatized, you are hiding something under it. And what Harry saw during the night he had detention in the forbidden forest. Unicorn blood. Sound familiar?"

Arth held up his final and last finger.

"Five, the manner in which you speak to me right now contradicts how you should talk if you are traumatized. So that means someone is controlling your mind, or at least partially influencing it. So, after all of this, will you still choose to stay silent, Mr. Dark Lord."

Quirrell froze, before giving a wicked smile.

"Impressive, I shall allow you to speak to my true self.

Quirrell reached up and began to unwrap his turban. The turban fell away. Then he turned slowly on the spot. Where there should have been a back to Quirrell's head, there was a face, the most terrible face Harry had ever seen. It was chalk white with glaring red eyes and slits for nostrils, like a snake.

Arth smirked.

"So this is what the great Lord Voldemort has become, a mere shadow of his former self. How low you have fallen."

The face coldly smiled. "Indeed, shadow and vapor ... I have form only when I can share another's body... but there have always been those willing to let me into their hearts and minds.... Unicorn blood has strengthened me, these past weeks... you saw faithful Quirrell drinking it for me in the forest... and once I have the Elixir of Life, I will be able to create a body of my own...."

"Faithful? Don't joke around, more like host. You are controlling the mind of Quirrell, forcing him to do your bidding."

"It doesn't matter," the face hissed. "All that matters is that I get to rise once more and become the person I used to be, no, even stronger than what I used to be..."

"Yet your entire plan seems to focus on getting the elixir of life, produced by the philosophers stone, but tell me, lord Voldemort, can you get the stone?"

Silence ensued the chamber as Voldemort narrowed his eyes, from the back of Quirrell a head of course.

Arth gave a smirk.

"The mirror behind you, is called the Mirror of Erised. The words above it: Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi. Also meaning, I show not your face but your heart's desire. You desire the stone Lord Voldemort, you desire it so much, yet the mirror doesn't give you what you want, it only shows you your desires. Only someone who wants the stone but not use it can take it out."

Seeing that Voldemort was looking at him and Harry with dangerous eyes, Arth smiled.

"Too late, none of us will be able to take it out. I do not wish for eternal life, thus the stone holds no appeal for me. Harry doesn't want you to get the stone, so he doesn't desire to take it out. You want the stone, but you seek to use it, thus you also cannot take it out. It's game over Voldy."

Voldemort closed his eyes in anger before opening them with a smile.

"I like the way you think, would you like to join me in my rise to power? I will promise you anything you wish."

Arth just shrugged.

"Nah, sounds like too much work."

However, Voldemort chuckled.

"Too bad, it's too late."

"What do you mean-"

Arth froze as he saw that the face was trying to rip out of Quirrell a head. Quirrell screamed before falling into the floor, and the floating face flew straight towards Arth.

Arth tried to avoid it but it was too late, the face entered his body and Arth felt excruciating pain in his head.

"Join me and become my loyal sergeant."


"NO, GET OUT OF MY HEAD!"

"Do not resist, I offer great power."

"I DON'T WANT POWER!"

"Then what do you seek? No matter, I'll find it myself."

Arth felt as though his memories were being played like a video. 

A little boy with black hair surrounded by his family at the dinner table. A boy standing all alone in his house, no one in sight.

"GET OUT!"

A boy hiding inside a cupboard is watching through the crack as his-

Arth let out an inhumane scream that caused Harry to pale in fear.

He started to bang his head onto the walls and floors. Arth started to bleed from his head, nose, and eyes.

"GET. OUT. OF. MY. HEAD!"

The whole world collapsed as Arth slowly saw his vision give up on him. The last thing he could remember was a face disappearing into the air and the worried expression of Harry rushing towards him.

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"Remember our first year?" she asked the group. "We were told to stay away from the third floor corridor which we did but we found out someone was trying to steal something that was hidden there".

"What was it?" Susan Bones asked curiously.

"The philosophers' stone" Hermione almost whispered.

"You expect us to believe that the stone was at Hogwarts?" Marietta Edgecombe asked sceptically.

"It was" Hermione answered simply. "Professor Quirrell tried to steal it and Harry stopped him" She explained.

"You mean that stuttering moron who barely knew his arse from his elbow?" Lee Jordan asked.

"He was possessed by You-Know-Who" George answered.

Lee looked at his friend but didn't question him further. The twins had a knack for knowing almost everything about Hogwarts. The room was stunned by the proclamation and it took several moments for the silence to be broken.

"How did he stop him" Hannah Abbott asked quietly.

"We don't really know" Hermione answered. "But Harry killed him and was unconscious for almost a week after" she added.

"That's why you all got those last minute points" Daphne said suddenly in realisation.

"Yes it is" Hermione replied nodding.

"And there was second year" Ron pointed out.

"What, when all those students got petrified and none of us were told what happened?" a 6th year Hufflepuff asked.

Hermione just nodded her answer remembering the big yellow eyes of the basilisk.

"Someone opened the chamber of secrets and there was a basilisk inside, that's what was petrifying everyone" she explained.

"So the chamber is real?" Daphne asked in awe.

"Yes, the entrance is in moaning mytles' bathroom" she replied.

When no one spoke, not even to demonstrate their disbelief she continued.

"You have to be a parseltongue to open it, that's how Harry got in but it wasn't him petrifying anyone it was You-Know-Who again".

"And how did he manage that, he's dead" the same Hufflepuff boy interjected.

"I don't know but he did" Hermione said irritably.

"How do you know that then" he questioned equally annoyed.

"Because it was me that Harry saved from there" Ginny cut in looking upset. "I was taken in the chamber and Harry came in and killed the basilisk" she said fighting back tears.

"That basilisk must have been hundreds of years old and huge, how did he manage that" Tracey asked frowning.

"With a sword, he killed it with a sword and the help of a phoenix that blinded it" Ginny answered emotionally.

"You really expect us to believe that?" the Hufflepuff huffed disbelievingly. "Pull the other one Weasley".

"He did" Ginny retorted angrily. "The snake even bit him on the arm and the phoenix healed it" she added.

"So that's where he got that scar" Katie Bell piped up. "I asked him about it and he went quiet, I knew he didn't have it in first year" she said triumphantly. "I thought he got it at home or something" she finished.

At the mention of Harrys' home the teens in the know shared an awkward glance.

"It wouldn't surprise me if he did" George growled angrily.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Susan Bones asked.

"Let's just say Harry doesn't have the life we all thought he did growing up" Fred said. "He was raised by his muggle relatives and they are nothing but bastards. They treated Harry like a damn elf and barely fed the poor kid, we had to rescue him half-starved after his first year" he finished shaking in an unusual rage.

The assembled group were shocked by what they had heard and none could find any words to say to that final piece of information. The awkward silence remained until it was broken by the pompous Hufflepuff.

"And what else has Potter done that is so great" he asked sarcastically but with a little envy in his voice.

"Well you all saw him in the tournament and how well he did against seventh year students with a lot more magical education than him" Neville answered.



The walls of the cell were bare and peeling off. A narrow-barred window placed so high that one could not reach it. On the far right of this cell, a young man was seating on a small chair, an inmate, reading a book titled "Harry Potter and the philosopher stone".

The inmate, was a french man going by the name of James Gautier, a 26-year-old convict with the nickname of "the French King" for being suspected to be the ring leader of the most prominent crime organization the world had ever seen. He was considered a genius of crime, a king of chaos and was a diagnosed psychopath.

When psychologists and doctors examined him, they thought that this man's mind was destroyed, eaten by his thoughts, by one though, to be King, to dominate over others, like a parasite infecting it's host. 
But make no mistake, behind his facade his mind was never felt so clear, he could feel something in him, like magic energy surrounding him and providing him with all sorts of knowledge and powers.

James was also a very good actor, he toyed and played with the psychologists during therapy like a child on Christmas. 
The young man was also a complete mystery to the law enforcement. They had no records of him, no real records of him at least, not even his name, so the "James Gautier" was probably a fake name. 
And every time they interrogated him; he gave a different story. It was nigh impossible to figure out who was this man.

But the day he was going to be released, something unexpected happened, James Gautier, the French King was declared dead. But the most peculiar thing was, they did not find anything when they investigated his cell. Nothing. Just a book lying on the floor, titled "Harry Potter and the philosophers stone". And so, he was declared dead due to a heart failure to the public, even though his body was never recovered.

--
Earlier that day.
--

James was sitting on his chair, reading, when he suddenly felt dizzy. The words on the pages of the book started disappearing. Time itself felt as if it slowed down. He didn't understand what was happening. 
He couldn't feel anything anymore. He couldn't hear, talk, see, touch. The world around him became a sea of black clouds engulfing all light. The squeaks of the chair and the tics of the clocks stopped. The ruff feeling of paper in his hand disappeared. James fell from his chair, paralyzed, as he said to himself with a weak voice, "So… is this how I die?"

As James was about to close his eyes and drift off, the book to his left, suddenly glowed a golden red. Creating a shock wave in the air with a visible ripple effect. And as that was the last thing James saw, the young man disappeared, sucked into the book without leaving a trace behind.

[A/N: it doesnt make sense, I know, I don't care. ITS FOR THE PLOT, OK? STFU thank you~]

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James awoke with a sudden "WAKE UP, OR YOU'LL BE LAST FOR THE TRAIN!" to his face. As James opened his eyes shook from what he heard, he looked at his surroundings. 
He was in a bedroom, a boy's bedroom to be precise. With an angry looking woman with black hair and emerald eyes, looking straight at him.
"What?" James muttered confused.
"GET READY YOU LEAVE IN HALF AN HOUR!" shouted the woman.
"Who… are you?" James asked with a confused expression.
"YOU'RE MOTHER THAT'S WHO YOU DIMWIT!?" continued the woman with an even more angry expression than before.
"Wait… who am I again?" James questioned, wanting to know what was happening.
"Oh sorry, my king. You are James Gautier, son of David Gautier, crown prince of Timbuktu. And going to Hogwarts today." Said the woman with a sarcastic and annoyed voice.
"Oh… okay…" responded James.
"GET. A. MOVE. ON. NOW." Was the last responds the woman gave as she walked away from the room.
Wanting to investigate what was happening, James got up from the bed and searched the room for any information, until he met himself in a mirror. 
James was shook to say to least, he was a child, standing at 5ft7 with golden hair, brown golden eyes and prominent cheek bones. It wasn't unexpected that he will have a handsome face after puberty. As James raised his hands to examine his face. James exclaimed. "I'm a f*cking Lannister now."

After examining every inch of his body and pinching himself making sure he wasn't dreaming, James suddenly got a rush of the boy's memories. 
Turns out, this boy was also named James Gautier and was part of a pure-blood aristocrat wizarding family. And today was supposed to be the day that the boy attained Hogwarts. 
After searching the memories, James concluded a few things, first the obvious one, he took over the body of the boy. 
Second, the boy was from the Harry Potter Universe. 

Third, the boy was apparently also very, and I mean very good in magic, in transfiguration and spell casting to be precise. James thought with an evil smirk "You're a Wizard, James." 

After some more admiration and thoughts, James got dressed in cloths he found in a wardrobe and walked out of the room, he wore a simple blue T-shirt and black jeans. 
He made his way through the halls observing the moving pictures and talking paintings of the Gautier Mansion. James found the dining room with breakfast waiting for him, and a family.
 Both of his parents, David Gautier and Clair Gautier were there with a younger sister named Carla Gautier. His father looked like a grown-up version of James, with broad shoulders, a big brown beard and golden-brown hair slicked back. 
His mother on the other hand, looked nothing like him, she had long curly black hair with emerald colored eyes and a mature body, making her look like the perfect model for any magazine. His sister took a lot from her mother, with black posh hair and emerald eyes, to be honest people wouldn't be able to tell if James and Carla were related or not. 
Sitting down to the table, the members of his family were shook. The James of before, was a bit of an airhead, with basically no manners whatsoever and suddenly today, James exuded an intense aura of dominance and acted like a noble out of nowhere. They did not say anything about it, and his father even seemed a little proud.
After some small talk about this and that, an awkward silence appeared.
James annoyed, decided to break the silence, "So, how do I get to Hogwarts?" he asked.
"You'll go by train, I'll go with you to the platform." Answered his father.
"Alright" simply said James.
After an awkward silence during breakfast and finishing packing everything he needed. 
James made his goodbyes to his new family and left with his father to Kings Cross and then made their way to the famous platform 9 ¾. James was still a little dazed about everything, he was a convict not long ago and now he was in the Harry Potter universe in 1991, a.k.a during Harry Potter's first year.

While on their way to the platform, James saw a bunch of witches and wizards hurrying about wearing odd cloths and holding trunks of a variety of sizes. After listening to complaints about muggles and muggle borns, James finally arrived in front of the old express train. After his awkward goodbyes to his father, James was about to make his way onto the train before he heard.
"Wow, it's huge!" looking behind him, James saw someone familiar, with uncontrollably long mane of brown hair and crystal-clear brown eyes. A young Emma Waston was standing behind him.
With a small smirk, James thought "She'll be victim number 1" and continued onto the train and then found an empty compartment on the train. 
Sitting on one of the sides of the compartment James Took out a book on charms for first years and started reading it, Until  James was interrupted by a thin boy with black hair and broken glasses, wearing cloths too large for him.
"Excuse me, can I sit here?"
"And here comes victim number 2"

*Disclaimer: I do not own any works of Harry Potter nor the Cover art*

We all heard of the rise of the Wizarding world, with the four founders of Hogwarts. But have you ever known the tale of the Greatest Wizard to have every lived, the one that surpassed Merlin and Albus Dumbledore ? 

And... the reason behind the Fall of the Wizarding world...

(The story follows a reincarnated OC that turns out to be a Convicted Psychopath.)

- time skip 11 years-
It's been 11 years since I've come to the Dursley's and life has been okay so far. I have been practicing wandless magic ever since I was dumped here and I've gotten rather good at it by now. Wandless magic isn't actually as special as it was made out to be in canon. Accidental magic is in reality wandless magic. But after getting wands our magic becomes over reliant on it thus most witches and wizards have trouble performing wandless magic. Anyway so after practicing wandless magic for years I've gotten rather good at it. The first thing I did was to cast a few compulsion and notice - me - not charms on the Dursley's. This is the reason why I currently have my own bedroom and am not being treated like a slave. So currently I'm eating my breakfast and waiting for the post. When the post arrives sure enough I find my hogwarts letter among them. Petunia and Vernon notice the letter but don't say anything due to my compulsion. I open the letter and read it,

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: ALBUS DUMBLEDORE

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Mr. Potter,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall,

Deputy Headmistress

I smirk. Finally my journey in the Wizarding world was going to begin. I quickly grab some paper and and pen down my reply and post it. The days pass by and finally on the day of my birthday I'm visited by Hagrid. 
Hagrid : Good to see ye Harry. You may not remember me but of course you wouldn't, why you were but a bay when we last met. I'm Rubeus Hagrid. Keeper of keys and grounds at hogwarts.
Harry : Hello Hagrid ! Nice to meet you. Will you be taking me for my school shopping. 
Hagrid : Yes I will Harry. Hurry along now we don't have much time. 
Harry : I'm  ready Hagrid, let's go. 
We walked through muggle London and entered the leaky cauldron. I was recognised and had to make my way through a mob of patrons including a stuttering Professor Quirrell. My scar ached a bit when Quirrell got near me. I have an idea how to get rid of the curse scar without killing myself and I'm going to start working on it as soon as I get to hogwarts. We reach in front of a brick wall. Hagrid taps some bricks. The wall wiggles and Hagrid says,
Hagrid : Welcome, to Diagon Alley.
The wall opens up to reveal Diagon Alley and I have to say  even after seeing it in the movies my jaw still falls open at the sight of it.
The sun shone brightly on a stack of cauldrons outside the nearest shop. Cauldrons -- All Sizes -- Copper, Brass, Pewter, Silver -- Self-Stirring -- Collapsible, said a sign hanging over them. A plump woman outside an Apothecary was shaking her head as they passed, saying, "Dragon liver, seventeen Sickles an ounce, they're mad...". A low, soft hooting came from a dark shop with a sign saying Eeylops Owl Emporium -- Tawny, Screech, Barn, Brown, and Snowy. Several boys of about Harry's age had their noses pressed against a window with broomsticks in it. "Look," Harry heard one of them say, "the new Nimbus Two Thousand -- fastest ever -- " There were shops selling robes, shops selling telescopes and strange silver instruments Harry had never seen before, windows stacked with barrels of bat spleens and eels' eyes, tottering piles of spell books, quills, and rolls of parchment, potion bottles, globes of the moon...
Hagrid : Gringotts.
Harry looked forward to see the majestic white marble structure of Gringotts. On its silver doors was engraved the words,

Enter, stranger, but take heed

Of what awaits the sin of greed,

For those who take, but do not earn,

Must pay most dearly in their turn.

So if you seek beneath our floors

A treasure that was never yours,

Thief, you have been warned, beware

Of finding more than treasure there.

After I got my gold from my vault and  Hagrid secured the philosophers stone from vault seven hundred and thirteen we set off to buy my supplies.I entered madam Malkins shop and there I saw in all his pale and blonde glory - Draco Malfoy. The interaction with Malfoy went like it did in canon. After getting my robes and receiving Hedwig from Hagrid  we went to flourish and botts to buy my school books. I also bought a muggles guide to the magical world so and Hogwarts : A history so that Dumbledore doesn't become suspicious of my knowledge. After gathering all my supplies all that was  left was a wand. 
(3rd person POV from this point onwards)
A tinkling bell rang somewhere in the depths of the shop as they stepped inside. It was a tiny place, empty except for a single, spindly chair that Hagrid sat on to wait. "Good afternoon," said a soft voice. "Hello," said Harry. "Ah yes," said the man. "Yes, yes. I thought I'd be seeing you soon. Harry Potter." It wasn't a question. "You have your mother's eyes. It seems only yesterday she was in here herself, buying her first wand. Ten and a quarter inches long, swishy, made of willow. Nice wand for charm work". "Your father, on the other hand, favored a mahogany wand. Eleven inches. Pliable. A little more power and excellent for transfiguration. Well, I say your father favored it -- it's really the wand that chooses the wizard, of course.""I'm sorry to say I sold the wand that did it," he said softly. "Thirteen-and-a-half inches. Yew. Powerful wand, very powerful, and in the wrong hands... well, if I'd known what that wand was going out into the world to do..."

He shook his head and then, to Harry's relief, spotted Hagrid.

"Rubeus! Rubeus Hagrid! How nice to see you again... Oak, sixteen inches, rather bendy, wasn't it?"

"It was, sir, yes," said Hagrid.

"Good wand, that one. But I suppose they snapped it in half when you got expelled?" said Mr. Ollivander, suddenly stern.

"Er -- yes, they did, yes," said Hagrid, shuffling his feet. "I've still got the pieces, though," he added brightly.

"But you don't use them?" said Mr. Ollivander sharply.

"Oh, no, sir," said Hagrid quickly. "Hmmm," said Mr. Ollivander, giving Hagrid a piercing look. "Well, now -- Mr. Potter. Let me see." He pulled a long tape measure with silver markings out of his pocket. "Which is your wand arm?"
Harry : I'm ambidextrous sir.
It was true. While the original Harry may have been right handed I can use both my hands with equal skill.
Ollivander : Hmm, I see. Hold out both your hands then. 
He measured Harry from shoulder to finger, then wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit and round his head. As he measured, he said, "Every Ollivander wand has a core of a powerful magical substance, Mr. Potter. We use unicorn hairs, phoenix tail feathers, and the heartstrings of dragons. No two Ollivander wands are the same, just as no two unicorns, dragons, or phoenixes are quite the same. And of course, you will never get such good results with another wizard's wand."
Mr. Ollivander was flitting around the shelves, taking down boxes. "That will do," he said, and the tape measure crumpled into a heap on the floor. "Right then, Mr. Potter. Try this one. Beechwood and dragon heartstring. Nine inches. Nice and flexible. just take it and give it a wave."
Harry took the wand and waved it but Mr. Ollivander snatched it from him as soon as he did.
"Maple and phoenix feather. Seven inches. Quite whippy. Try--"

Harry tried -- but he had hardly raised the wand when it, too, was snatched back by Mr. Ollivander.

"No, no -- here, ebony and unicorn hair, eight and a half inches, springy. Go on, go on, try it out."

Harry tried. And tried. He had no idea what Mr. Ollivander was waiting for. The pile of tried wands was mounting higher and higher on the spindly chair, but the more wands Mr. Ollivander pulled from the shelves, the happier he seemed to become.

"Tricky customer, eh? Not to worry, we'll find the perfect match here somewhere -- I wonder, now -- yes, why not -- unusual combination -- holly and phoenix feather, eleven inches, nice and supple."

Harry took the wand. He felt a sudden warmth in his fingers. He raised the wand above his head, brought it swishing down through the dusty air and a stream of red and gold sparks shot from the end like a firework, throwing dancing spots of light on to the walls. Hagrid whooped and clapped and Mr. Ollivander cried, "Oh, bravo! Yes, indeed, oh, very good. Well, well, well... how curious... how very curious..."

He put Harry's wand back into its box and wrapped it in brown paper, still muttering, "Curious... curious...

"Sorry," said Harry, "but what's curious?"

Mr. Ollivander fixed Harry with his pale stare.

"I remember every wand I've ever sold, Mr. Potter. Every single wand. It so happens that the phoenix whose tail feather is in your wand, gave another feather -- just one other. It is very curious indeed that you should be destined for this wand when its brother -- why, its brother gave you that scar."
Harry said nothing but continued to stare. "Yes, thirteen-and-a-half inches. Yew. Curious indeed how these things happen. The wand chooses the wizard, remember... I think we must expect great things from you, Mr. Potter... After all, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named did great things -- terrible, yes, but great."
After paying seven galleons for his wand and buying a dragon hide holster and a wand polishing kit Harry left Diagon Alley and went back to the Dursley's home. That night Harry fell asleep while thinking of his plans for the Wizarding world.

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