Rebooted as "Harry Potter Transmigration"


An 18 years old boy has just finished reading what he found as the most annoying series of books ever: the Harry Potter Series. There were two reasons for his annoyance with the series.

One: our MC was also named Harry Potter and he was greatly teased by it.

Two: the main characters in the books were seriously underdeveloped.

"I mean come on, an average guy defeats the most powerful evil wizard alive? Who are you kidding?"

P.S. I do not own Harry Potter. This is purely fan-fiction.

The rays of the morning sun slowly approaching the sleeping figure of a young child, nestled in a blanket as he face furrowed. Perspiration's heavy as he turned when suddenly "AAAH!!" His scream reverberated through the house.

 His breathing as quick as his head snapping to take in every corner of his surrounding, slowly his breathing calmed down 'its just a dream, it's just a dream'. Words he repeated in his mind as he remembered the last moments of his previous life. 

 Tears threatened to pour down his face as he remembers all that he left behind, the wife that he doesn't remember, the parents and friends all but blurry faces, nameless.

 Hurried footsteps could be heard as Matthew cane rushing down the stairs "what's wrong?!", blazing into the lounge with a cricket bat he scanned his surroundings looking for a threat. Clearly just woken up as his bed hair and pyjamas were scruffy, and seeing no further threats he focuses on the child in front of him "are you ok?", Harry nods "it was just a nightmare... a realistic nightmare" his voice sounding tired, with a weight way too much for one his age.

 "Do you want to talk about it?" Matthew asks, genuine concern in his voice but Harry declines "it's alright, I'll be fine". Matthew finally sits down in the same seat he took the previous night, "seems like you've woken up the entire neighbourhood you did" a chuckle escapes him, this proved slightly infectious as Harry scoffs but a trace of a smile on his lips. 

 "They were up anyway" "it's 6:30am, not sure who's up at this time" but Harry shrugs and lays back down with an arm over his eyes. "If you want to talk about anything I'm here" Matthew turns back towards the stairs barely catching the nod of the child. 

~ 

The hours roll by as we find both individuals sat by the kitchen table eating a traditional English breakfast, "don't you have work or something?" Harry asks as it's already passed 9:00am. A yawn was his reply as Matthew drinks his juice "I'm a lecturer, and today being Thursday I don't have to be in till 1:00pm as I've only got 2 seminars" 

 Harry nods then focuses on his meal again, "what are you going to do today?" The question causes Harry to pause, while he's like to go to Diagon Alley he also felt like there was no need to rush "do you think I could stay in for a while? Just so I can think a bit more" the last part said in barely a whisper that Matthew barely caught. 

 "Hmm I'll have work in a bit and there's not much for you to do around here, I don't have any children's books for.." "I don't need children's books!" Harry snapped slightly irked by Matthews comment. Matthew stared wide eyed for a bit "oookaaay, kids these days, what are you going to do? Watch tv all day?" 

 Harry calms down a bit "sorry about that, but no I plan on reading a bit" "hmm I don't think I have any books for your level in this house, maybe some novels?" Harry shrugs "don't worry about it, I'll find something to keep me preoccupied" then the duo carried on with their meal, the occasional light topics here and there.

 Hours went by and as it was time for Matthew to head to the university, "there's food in the fridge, can you cook?" Harry nods but mutters "what type of adult asks a 6 year old to cook for himself, at least cook something and leave it in the fridge for me to eat later" but Matthew couldn't hear him as he was heading to his car. "I'll see you around 6:00pm, don't burn the house down" "don't worry I won't", he watched as Matthew drove off.

 "Alright I can't be sulking anymore, let's see what books I can find around here!" He started exploring the house, and while Matthew doesn't have a study he does have a section where he stirs his books and other random junk. "Let's see what we have here hmmm 'The Nature of Mathematics and the Mathematics of Nature', forgot he was a maths lecturer urgh, flaws" there was a vibration however this was only in his mind.

[Flaw 1. Description of biophysics using the mathematical formula x4....] a list of 59 flaws appeared in his mind "yeahhh I'm not looking through all that". For the next hour 'flaws' could be hear repeatedly throughout the house as Harry went through every room he could an every book he could find that had a book in it, most of it was mathematical based theories. 

"Hmm he doesn't have as many books as I thought he would, but beggars can't be choosers." A sigh escapes him as he closes his eyes, once again stepping into the library he notices the books floating around the dome. 'Compile' suddenly all of the books rushed into the dome and after a few seconds a single book materialises from the dome towards him. 'Flaws' following that a list of 9 flaws appear, "still not enough enough books at create a perfect mathematical book, and the other books are on random topics. Aah and I don't even have a change of clothes to go out with" 

He was frustrated as there wasn't much he could think of to do at the moment, "maybe I could work on my Occlumency" like that hours passed as he tried and failed to clear his mind, with references from fiction not helping so he just gave up as sitting still wasn't that good for his body.

 In a moment of inspiration he suddenly remembered something he could try, "is there any free house elves that would like to bond with me?!" His clear voice said into the air, he waited in anticipation but after a minute nothing happened, he tried it again for the next 5 minutes but yet again, nothing. 

 "Am I doing something wrong?" He then had an idea, closing his eyes he focused on the feeling of his energy, trying hard to direct it towards his mouth as his entire concentration was required for it. After a few minutes of trying he managed to direct a bit of it to his lips and he repeated his question "is there any free house elves that would like to bond with me?!" 

 Suddenly he heard 2 pops that startled him before he turned around and saw 2 creatures 'ok they do look ugly in person' but he brushed that thought away as they looked at him with wide eyes. The one on the left was the first to speak "did yous call for us free elves?" Harry nodded "yes I did, I was looking for free elves to bond with me, what are your names?" They eyes widened as they heard what he said then suddenly became energetic "this ones Tuny" "and this ones Twinky".

 "Great my name is Harry Potter and..." he didn't get to finish his sentence as he was interrupted "Aaah the great Harry Potter has called Tuny/Twinky, is an honour sir!" They went on for a minute rambling about how it was an honour while he watched getting annoyed "thank you!" Cutting then off from their shouting "yes I'm Harry Potter, I'm looking for a house elf to bond with, will I be able to with one of you?" "YES!" 

 A sigh escaped him "so how do we go about this?"  "All yous needs is to put your hand on our head and think of bonding, we'll do the rest" the smiles on their face could have made the Joker proud, "rightttt and thinking of bonding entails?" "Ooh something like I want you to be my house elf, see easy", not sure if it was that easy he tried it on Twinky. 

 While concentrating he feels a connection with her? Opening his eyes she greets him "Twinky greets the great young master Harry Potter", he repeats the process with Tuny and as previously he felt a connection with the house elves. 

 "Now that that's sorted, I need you to get me some clothes, I don't care where you get it from, just make sure it fits me." As soon as he said that the both popped away, not even a minute later there was an assortment of garments on his floor as his 2 eager house elves waited for his next order.

A random soul following a fatal accident awakens in the fictional world of Harry Potter, with no recollection of his identity or familiar faces, how will he overcome the trials and tribulations he is to face while wearing the body of a recently deceased Harry Potter.

Characters that are mentioned that are derived from the original book/movie series are intellectual properties of J. K. Rowling. This book is an adaptation of the original Harry Potter world, all chapters will be released to the general public, Patrons receive earlier access to the chapters.

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Ron brought him and his friends in the house they had their breakfast there. Weasleys are kind. So Harry liked staying there. When Ron's parents heard that harry potter escaped from his house without informing his stepparents the Weasleys got angry. They advised Harry not to do that again. Then Harry went around the house. The house was filled with magic. The sweaters knitted themselves the brooms swept the floor themselves. The dishes washed. The Weasleys are happy that the whole family have learnt magic and Ron and his sister Ginny are learning magic. The other side in Harry's stepfamily is frustrated on sending Harry to Hogwarts and allowing him to study magic. Harry just wished his parents were alive. "Harry are you ready? We have to get to London to buy your school books." called out Mrs.Weasley. Harry went to the lobby. They used floo powder to go to London. Ginny, Fred and George went first showing Harry how to do it.  Harry was told to pronounce accurately and clearly. As Harry went under the chimney and dropped the floor powder, ash flew up to his mouth. He was not able to pronounce Diagon alley correctly. He ended up in a shop full of word items. There were human bones and skulls. He exited the shop and saw himself surrounded by old wizards and witches. It was what looked like shops for Darks Art. He suddenly spotted Hagrid and went out of throat wicked place quickly. There came his friends running. Mrs Weasley was very panicked. She told him to say the words more clearly next time.  Hermione was there too. She took her wand and tapped on Harry's broken glasses and the breakage cleared. Harry was astonished. Then they all separated and went to buy their books. Harry entered a shop which was very crowded to buy his defence against the dark arts books. Gilderoy Lockhart was there. He is Harry's defence against the dark arts teacher. The moment he saw Harry Potter, he took a picture with him and gave his books signed for free. However, when it was Harry and Ron's turn, they got banged into the wall. They weren't able to pass through. This has been what they have been doing all the time. Passing through the wall to get the train to Hogwarts. However, this time it didn't work. The train ticketer (for the real world) was looking at Harry and Ron and asked" Are you guys okay? Why are you two banging into the wall?" "We are okay," replied Ron and Harry in confusion. "Harry it is already 11 o'clock. the train leaves sharp at 11 o'clock. we must have missed it. What can we do now?" asked Ron."Can we use your father's flying car?" asked Harry. Ron gave out a smile signalling Harry that that was a great idea.

"So you're saying your family have house-elf too?" Chris asked.
"Yeah. For almost hundred years. It's nice you know, my mother doesn't feel very much lonely with them. They're very faithful." Jason said eating some Every Flavour Beans.
It was Saturday afternoon, Chris and Jason were talking, sitting under a tree, a little far from the lake.
"They? How many house-elves you have?" Chris asked, taking some Every Flavour Beans from Jason.
"Two. Fib and Kat." Jason replied. " I always prefer Fib to do my works."
"Why?"
"Kat is female elf. She is over protective in every way, she'll report every time she finds something weird in my room and she is also very bossy; 'young master Jason shouldn't do that. Young master should eat healthy food. Young master should do that... shouldn't behave like this.' It's too much for me." Jason said with a sigh.
Chris laughed and put another one from Every Flavour Beans in her mouth.
"You only brought the sweet and salty ones, didn't you?" She asked raising her eyebrows.
"I don't like the other flavours. So I always separate them first." Jason said casually. "Easy spell. It'll take two days to learn."
"Great. Teach me later." Chris smiled and looked at the lake. On the other side of the lake Ron and Hermione were helping Harry with his bubble charm.
"Isn't that Potter and gang?" Jason asked, also looking at them.
"Yup."
"What're they doing?"
"Practicing the bubble charm." Chris replied. "For the second task."
"Bubble charm? Nice. Effective way to breath under water." Jason replied. "But it takes months to master and the second task is just one week away."
"I know I'm also worried about him." Chris said with a sigh.
"You're always worried about others." Jason said rolling his eyes.
"They're my friends Jason and Harry's luck is too bad to trust." Chris replied. 
"Whatever. You should be safe." Jason said. "Well do you still have the dagger I sent you, when we were in first year?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"Keep it. It's made by Kat. It'll never fail you." Jason replied.
"It's made by a house-elf?"
"Yes. Elf magic is really different from us. Technically they're more stronger than us, that's why wizards made them slave and trained them like this so they never could be a threat to wizards." Jason said seriously. "I think they did the right thing. I mean do you know they can even Apparate and Disappearate in places where other's can't. It can be really dangerous if they decided to go against wizards one day."
"Like even in Hogwarts?" Chris asked curiously.
"Yeah. Even inside the castle."
"Wow." Chris replied, as she was deep in thoughts about the elves.
"Hey, what're you doing on next Hogsmeade trip?" Jason asked after sometime.
"Are you asking me out to Hogsmeade, Fawley?" Chris asked raising an eyebrow.
"Kind of." Jason smirked. "You know I can't hope that everytime I'll bump into you in Hogwarts grounds and you'll decide to stay and talk to me under a tree."
Chris laughed.
"Fine. But you've to say hi to my friends."
"What kind of condition is this?" Jason asked.
"It's just a hi, Jason." Chris replied.
"Alright." Jason said rolling his eyes. "For you."
"That's cute." Chris chuckled. 
Jason rolled his eyes again.

___________________________________

"This is hopeless." Hermione slammed a book on the Gryffindor table at lunchtime, looking frustrated. "I don't know what to do."
"What happened?" Ginny asked.
"Harry is still struggling with his bubble charm." Hermione said sitting beside Chris. "His bubble is still weak to survive one hour."
"But the second task is in two days." Colin said looking shocked.
"Exactly how will he..?" Luna said.
"No idea." Hermione said breathlessly. "He is nervous too. He is still working with Ron near the lake."
"We should've thought about some backup plan." Ginny said. "Is it too late now?"
"Maybe." Chris said cooly. "It's time to visit the library again, I guess. Let's see if there something which can help him. Today after dinner?"
"Ok." Hermione replied.
But they found nothing. Nothing at all which can help with this sort of situation. Harry went off food again. He tried to practice the bubble charm day and night but he couldn't breath inside the lake more than twenty minutes or thirty minutes. If thats how Harry goes in the lake for the task, he was going to drown.
The evening before the second task, as Harry was still working on his bubble charm with Ron; Chris, Ginny, Luna, Colin and Hermione sat on the library to find something else. Though they didn't found anything in last two days, Hermione was still hopeful.
"I don't reckon it can be done," said Ginny's voice flatly from the other side of the table. "There's nothing. Nothing. Closest was that thing to dry up puddles and ponds, that Drought Charm, but that was nowhere near powerful enough to drain the lake."
"There must be something," Hermione muttered, moving a candle closer to her. Her eyes were so tired she was poring over the tiny print of Olde and Forgotten Bewitchments and Charmes with her nose about an inch from the page. "They'd never have set a task that was undoable."
Chris was checking a charms book and Luna and Colin were looking into Weird Wizarding Dilemmas and Their Solutions.
"Oh this is no use," Hermione said, snapping shut another book. "Who on earth wants to make their nose hair grow into ringlets?"
"I wouldn't mind," said Fred Weasley's voice. "Be a talking point, wouldn't it?"
All of them looked up from their books, Fred and George had just emerged from behind some bookshelves.
"What're you two doing here?" Ginny asked.
"Looking for Hermione," said George. "McGonagall wants you, Hermione."
"Why?" said Hermione, looking surprised.
"Dunno … she was looking a bit grim, though," said Fred.
"We're supposed to take you down to her office," said George.
Hermione looked at Chris then to Ginny.
"It's alright. You go, we'll continue." Ginny said. "We're going to take these books to common room."
"Ok. I'll see you in the common room, then." Hermione said getting up.
"Do you reckon where Ron is?" George asked. "We're supposed to take him there too."
"He's near the lake.." Hermione said as they left.
At eight o'clock, Madam Pince had extinguished all the lamps and Chris, Ginny and Colin took many books to the Gryffindor tower. Luna said she'll check her Ravenclaw common room books.
They sat in a corner and started looking into the books.
"Harry should come back." Colin said worriedly. "It's too late to go inside the lake."
"Go call him if you can." Chris replied. "A extra pair of eyes will help."
"Ok." Colin said as he and Ginny ran outside to call Harry.
Crookshanks crawled into Chris's lap and curled up, purring deeply. 
"Hey Chris." Neville said as he sat on the opposite chair to Chris after some time.
"Hey Neville." Chris yawned.
"You look tired." Neville replied. "What're you looking for in so many books?"
"Something to help Harry in tomorrow's task." Chris said.
"What is it?" 
"He have to go down the lake and bring back something they took from him. But the tricky part is he have to breath under water for one hour." Chris replied.
"Oh. So he needs something to help him breath under water?" Neville asked thinking.
"Yup."
"Oh I know how to... wait." Neville said suddenly and ran to their dormitory.
Chris looked up surprised and waited as Neville emerged from the stairs.
"Look." He panted as he held up the book: Magical Water Plants of the Mediterranean.
Chris looked at it as he opened a page.
"Gillyweed?" 
"Yes. It creates gill in you, to breath under water." Neville grinned. "I was just reading it today. Professor Moody gave it to me few days ago, as Professor Spourt told him that I'm good in Herbology."
"Professor Moody?" Chris looked more surprised.
"Yes. But I don't know where you will get that." Neville said not noticing Chris's surprised face.
'There's definitely something wrong here. Why's Professor Moody so keen to help Harry?'  'He also helped Cedric.'
"Chris!"
"Oh yes. I think Snape have it." Chris said. "I heard him talking about it the other day."
"But you can't ask from Snape. He'll never..." Neville looked frightened.
"Ask Snape what?" Harry asked as he, Ginny and Colin returned to the common room.
"There's a plant which will help you breath under water." Chris said. "If only your bubble charm doesn't work."
"I'm working on it." Harry said, looking nervous. "I'm going to work all night."
Chris sighed.
"Snape have the Gillyweed which will help you. Now how do I get that from Snape." She muttered. "He'll not give it if we ask... we can't break into his office.... but...."
"It's impossible." Harry collapsed on a chair.
"Harry you haven't eat anything." Ginny said. "You skipped lunch and dinner. If you continue like this then you'll not have strength to go under water tomorrow."
"Ginny's right Harry. Let's go to the kitchen and..." Colin said.
"Wait. Kitchen." Chris's face lit up. "Kitchen. We need to go to the kitchen."
"What?" Neville asked.
"Dobby. Harry do you think Dobby will do anything for you?" Chris asked.
"I don't know. Maybe yes." Harry said. "Wait. What're you...?"
"No time to explain. It's already nine o'clock. Get up. We need to go to the Kitchen." Chris said getting up, forgetting that Crookshanks was on her lap. Crookshanks hissed angrily as he landed on the floor, he looked at Chris in disbelief.
"Sorry Crookshanks." Chris muttered as she scratched his ears, bending over him.
Crookshanks purred happily then walked away, with his bot­tlebrush tail in the air.

Chris, Harry, Ginny, Colin and Neville ran towards the Great Hall. From there went down to the fruit bowl painting, tickled the pear and entered the kitchen.
As soon as they entered the kitchen, a squealing voice came running, "Harry Potter, sir! Harry Potter!"
It was Dobby. Almost instantly other house-elves gathered around them. Chris understood the reason behind this much attention, first the house-elves just finished their work and second they saw The Harry Potter.
"Do Harry Potter need anything, sir?" Dobby squeaked loudly. "Would Harry Potter like a cup of tea?"
"No.. It's..." Harry looked at Chris.
"Dobby, I need to talk to you and can you all give us some cakes, every kind of cakes." Chris said to the other house-elves.
They all started working hurriedly. Chris pulled Harry and Dobby aside and ask Ginny and Colin to look around so no one can eavesdrop.
"What's it Miss?" Dobby asked.
"Dobby! Harry Potter needs a big help. Will you help him?" Chris whispered.
"Dobby will do anything for Harry Potter, miss. Dobby is free because of Harry Potter."

"Your daughter is a witch, Mr Norton."
"A what?"

A perfectly normal girl's world turns upside down when she was informed that she is a witch and she will attend the Wizarding school Hogwarts. 

A story of a muggle-born witch who has to face the problems created by the dark lord and many more unknown dangers. 

Her journey is much more than any other student. She is specially chosen for something. Join her and see the Magical world from her point of view.



Disclaimer: Jk Rowling owns the Original Harry Potter series.  I don't.

P.S: This is my first time writing a novel.

Twenty-three elves were quite a bit more than he thought Boppy would find, Chad thought he would return with only three or four. Still, the more, the merrier as they say. The only problem would be if he could bond them all.

"Umm, Boppy? Can I sustain bonds with all of them? Will I have enough magic?"

Boppy looked at his Master as if he had been dropped on his head, maybe that curse scar was affecting him more than he thought. Then again, his Master was still very young, he could not be expected to be smart all the time! Boppy would have to be the best head elf to help his Master be the greatest wizard ever!

"Master, there is no measurable amount of your magic. You don't start with ten magic and then use three magic to cast a spell. House-elves bond with a wizard so they can unlock their magic, and live. Free house-elves can only use basic elf magic to survive until they find a new master, if they don't, they slowly die. We don't take your magic, but you might feel tired afterwards because you are young, and multiple bonds will tax your mind."

Was Boppy perhaps a genius elf? Not only was his English pretty fluent, but he could articulate his thoughts quite well. Was Dobby just a moron? Or did the many blows to the head he received in punishments do lasting damage? Either way, smart minions were welcomed as far as Chad was concerned.

"I see, thanks for letting me know Boppy, you are a good head elf!" Praised Chad.

Twenty minutes later and he was surrounded by tearful, yet thrilled Potter house-elves. They were bouncing around excitedly, worshipping their new Master with a zealousness seen only in religious fanatics. Imagine the damage Muslim extremists could do with elf suicide bombers!

No, Chad would not be squandering such devoted servants with suicide attacks, even the foolish death eaters weren't that retarded. You would have to be insane to waste the devotion of your minions in such an absurd way. Surely they could just drop the bomb and walk away? Why have someone, that is so devoted to you that they are willing to die for you, kill themselves with your enemies?

Chad was pretty tired. The bonding process had been easy, but after a while, he felt like he needed to lay down for a sleep. Since he had nothing but time, he thought he might as well, nothing urgent needed his attention. But while he was napping, he would have the new elves catalogue everything in his vaults, better to be safe than sorry.

"Potter house-elves! My head elf Boppy has already explained that I have many enemies, so you will have to keep who you work for a secret. Tomorrow I will be revealing my future goals and how you, my house-elves, will help me achieve them. But for today, I need you to make a list of everything my three vaults contain. We won't know what is missing if we don't know what is there originally."

With a few more words of encouragement, Chad went to sleep.

The next morning, Boppy popped in to give him a report. It was surprisingly comprehensive and readable, who knew house-elves had such neat handwriting! Chad had to suffer through constant fussing over from Petunia after the elves left yesterday, he should have had them take him with them! Although he had to admit, she was a rather caring mother, if she didn't think you were a magical freak.

The list was a pleasant reminder of how things had already detoured from cannon. In the original Harry Potter, Dumbles had all three keys and access to two of them to fund his operations. The main Potter vault required a key and blood identification to open, so unless he brought Harry along, that had always been denied to him.

Still, Lily's and his trust vault would have supplied all the funds he needed as they were quite wealthy.

- Trust vault  (10,000 Gallons a year on his birthday.)
Current amount - 10,000

-Lily Evans Vault
Current amount - 82,700

It was a shame that there was nothing else other than money in her vault, but beggars can't be choosers. The storage room that Boppy made under Godric's Hollow should contain her valuable possessions and books. He was curious about how she amassed over 400,000 pounds, but it's not hard to make money with magic and half a brain.

The Potter vault was a bit more interesting. When Potter Manor was destroyed, everything undamaged was stored there for safekeeping until it could be rebuilt. Unfortunately, every Potter except for Harry was killed.

- Potter Vault
Current amount - 9,870,462
319 Books
102 weapons and armour (mostly decoration)
Furniture
Paintings 

Chad wondered why all the money was in Galleons until he realised that they would have had smaller currency exchanged before depositing it. Why would you store Knuts when you could change them into shiny gold coins? Well, unless you were the Weasleys. 

When Molly went to withdraw money for school supplies, there was a total of 1 Galleon and 58 Sickles. Now that is poor, the bank fees would be costing her more than she was ever going to put in there. Hell, she couldn't even buy Ron a new wand for 7 Galleons!

Anyway, Chad would have to make a trip to the Gringotts when everything quieted down. There was no rush as fees for vaults were issued on the 1st of January, so he had a few months before he was charged. Even though he was a millionaire now, he was still not going to pay for three vaults. Chad was a tight-arse unless it involved alcohol.

Now with a detailed list of his vaults, that only left Godric's Hollow. He sent Boppy off with the same task, but this time to bring back all books on mind magic, wizard law and pureblood ancestry. The pureblood ancestry books were simply to satisfy his curiosity and plan out his list of enemies. If they couldn't find any there, then pick them up from the Bank, there were several items on the list that looked like they fit the bill.

He would also need to pay attention to the Wizenmagot and see who walked free with bullshit reasons. Chad had a few plans brewing, but a lot of them relied on exploiting wizarding law. From what was portrayed in the books, the Ministry and Wizenmagot was a joke and shouldn't take too much effort to abuse for his benefit.

Tom Riddle really went about taking over the wrong way. Unfortunately, he never stood a chance, as he realised too late that he had been dancing to the real Dark Lords tune. He was only a puppet playing at being a Dark Lord, prepared for the job since he started Hogwarts. As smart as he was, he still missed that he was groomed to be sacrificed to solidify Dumbledore's image as the leader of the light.

It was nearly even the same regimen that was used to groom Harry Potter. Stuck in an abusive situation that Dumbledore wanted to help fix but was unable. Withhold important information, guided to the restricted section of the library to seek answers and for power. The kindly advisor that helped smooth over any problems that arose.

It was really sickening to watch when you knew what was happening, it was eerily similar to paedophiles grooming children. The fact that Dumbledore was gay and knew how to wipe memories gave Chad goosebumps, he would definitely have to set up his house-elves guard plan sooner rather than later!

Boppy appeared holding Chad's solution to future power, books on mind magic. The other subjects could wait until he had the basics down. After all, Occlumency was the key to unlocking eidetic memory. This would make learning everything else much quicker and with better results.

Occlumency was always neglected by today's wizarding world, and if it was ever learnt, it was only to combat Legilimency. They somehow forgot that it was mastering your emotions and memories, not just putting up mental barriers. For a magic system that effectively operated from willpower and was strengthened by emotion, it seemed rather idiotic not to learn and master Occlumency.

The ability to organise memories so that they could be recalled immediately was the dream of every academic. Chad had been pretty lazy in school, much preferring to play instead of learning. But once you are older, you regret not learning more as a child. 

Although it doesn't affect you much, another language, advanced mathematics, science or computer skills are always handy to have. Since Chad had already lived to regret not learning when he had the chance, now armed with a magical way to memorise everything, he was going to be king of the nerds! This wasn't even factoring in the things he could do if he also masted Legilimency!

By the time Chad reached Hogwarts, he would make Professor X look like a slack-jawed yokel that hadn't studied past kindergarten.

R.O.B was tired of reading about how Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore was the greatest wizard of all time and how he craps rainbows. 

He wanted to tear off the facade so that Dark Lord Dumbles is exposed for the villain he really is. To do so, he enlists the help of a like-minded geek and throws him into the body of baby Harry Potter when he was struck with the killing curse.


Started writing this for the Harry Potter Fanfic contest. Came third, had a cry, and now write between this and my TDG fanfic.


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A Harry Potter SI fanfiction.


Obviously, this is a fan-fiction with systems or ideas from other novels, so credit goes to original authors. Also, this is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Previously 
Kai has fought against the dragon of darkness Dahak and with much difficulty managed to kill him. Unfortunately, he has lost conscious after crashing to earth.

Now

Kai was currently drifting inside a dark space, it was surrounded by many broken buildings and destroyed rubble. He wondered how long he had been drifting inside the dark void. 

It felt like thousands of years that he had spent cooped up inside this place. The last memory of his was that he had defeated Dahak inside the blood orb. The rest was a blank. 

He didn't know what was going on with the rest of the court or more specifically with Harry. 

In the beginning, he had forgotten everything even his own name, but as he drifted through the void, he slowly started to remember more things. His past life as a shut-in and his desire to gain abilities as well as to enter the Harry Potter world.

He didn't even know what it was in the beginning, but as time continued to turn, he slowly remembered his love and devotion to the series. 

There was one memory that stood out, it happened when he was 13. He was in his classroom and the break had started, the other kids had always thought he was weird because he always carried books with him. And not the thin books, no he had books that spanned hundreds of pages long.

This caused him to seem like a social outcast, many of his generation had never picked up a book in their life. Instead, they were always playing video games or sports. 

He had always been the odd one out, neither the geeks- the most unpopular group or the jocks had wanted him. He was a loner. 

So instead of trying to make friends, he buried himself even more in his books. But there was always one series that he loved-Harry Potter. 

It had caused him to feel connected as they both had much in common. While he had parents that loved him Harry didn't, but they both didn't have friends and were social outcasts. 

While Harry was the one that was abused and mistreated, he had also felt something like his situation mentally. While he wasn't physically abused or attacked, he had felt different, like a black sheep in a herd of white sheep. 

Kai started to develop an inferiority complex and spent most of his days cooped in his room daydreaming about various adventures he could have with the golden trio- Harry, Ron and Hermione. 

These daydreams slowly manifested into writing and he created various fanfics that slowly became well known in the online community. 

They helped him with life and he eventually became an author, from there he had saved up and finally gained enough money to travel the world. Unfortunately, he had been killed in the terrorist attack in Israel.

After those memories that consisted of his life on earth, he floated through the void, his body that was previously incorporeal slowly became more and more solid. 

After a mental block that caused him much anguish and had slowly built up to contain more and more pressure. He finally smashed through the block and new memories trickled through the gap in the mental wall. 

These memories consisted of his new life in the Harry Potter world. How he first arrived, how he met Tom and various others. However, there was a glaring gap in all of them.

He had felt that there was something wrong with him, something that was blocking his memory of someone important to him. After trying time and time again to remember what it was, he failed time and time again. 

But he didn't stop trying. While he was trying to recover his important memories, his appearance changed from his human form to his vampire progenitor appearance. However, there was a difference in his appearance, instead of his hair being a midnight black it had tinges of white at the tips.

The memories slowly loosened as he felt glimpses and foreign feelings overcame his mind. They were full of protective intent, love and care. He caught glimpses of a boy's back running as he chased after him, his laughter ringing out in joy and happiness, warming Kai's heart.

Kai knew that he was missing something and felt a power that was foreign but familiar at the same time awaken inside of him. It started to attack the wards and barriers that were intercepting his memories. As they were slowly overcome, Kai remembered the power- it was the blood orb. 

Eventually, the wards were overcome and Kai felt the influx of happy memories gush into his mind. They were about his son Harry. How could he forget him? He was his everything, he had only understood that after he had lost him. He was so foolish, instead of raising him and staying with him he decided to go on an adventure that resulted in Harry's abduction. 

He remembered the first time Harry had accepted him, he was only a year and month old at the time but even then, he instinctually knew that Kai was a threat. Kai had spent the month just talking to him about random subjects and telling him all kinds of general facts before the infant trusted him enough to reach touching distance. 

From there he had spent months slowly gaining the young boy's trust and eventual love. He had managed to worm his way into the boy-who-lived's heart and the boy had managed to do the same to him. 

It had taken him some time to understand this but eventually, he understood that he had come to love Harry as his own and his own parental instincts that he had thought hadn't existed were showing slowly.

The boy had started to show the tell-tale signs of being a vampire from an early age. He was incredibly handsome, anybody could see that he would be coveted by women. He also manifested signs of a genius level intellect and easily understood what Kai said merely a few days after the transformation.

He had started to call Kai "dad" and while the vampire progenitor had tried to continuously correct him, they eventually settled on him being the "big brother."

The first time he had taught Harry how to hunt, the boy had instinctually declined the hunt. Instead, he had asked Kai why he had to kill an animal to drink its blood. "Why couldn't we ask that deer for its blood?" He asked naively. 

Kai had to explain to the boy that animals wouldn't listen to his words and instead would attack and try and hurt him. This spurred Kai to slowly introduce Harry into hunting for his prey without traumatising him too much. 

He had told Harry that he only had to catch the animal and bring it to him. "It was like the game catch," the vampire lord told his son. But he discovered that Harry was, in fact, okay with hunting his own prey. 

He had only asked Kai his question because he was curious not because he couldn't hunt by himself. Kai watched his son hunt the deer in such a natural and confident way that caused him much disbelief. 

He was ready to help the boy but he discovered that he had no need to do so as he was fine and instead of being traumatised, he said that he wanted to play with Kai again. 

Kai continued escorting him for the next couple of weeks until he was sure that the boy was fine on his own. After returning home that night he understood that the fact that he was turned at such a young age where he wasn't influenced by society and had his vampire instincts had caused him to see animals as food. 

Kai had spent many hours with Harry teaching him how to live with humans and other magical creatures without viewing them as prey or discriminating against them like the rest of the wizard kind did.

 As the vampire lord continued to receive his memories, he found his body was recovering and that his mind was reconnecting with his body. The void was, in fact, his mindscape that was being repaired after being destroyed by the [Devilification's] power.

He theorized that the ability was too powerful and had overtaxed him and thus he was sent into an unconscious state, disconnected from the rest of the physical world until his body and mind recovered.

He noticed that when he finished recalling his memories of Harry, the blood orb had reconnected with his mind and core. 
This helped solidify his theory and as he continued to think about the theory, he felt the tug of his physical body calling out to him. The link between his body and mind was being reconnected and after what seemed like forever he left his mindscape in a rush of darkness.

Kai is a tourist on holiday when he is killed in a terrorist attack. He wakes up during the year 1981 in a forest and finds out that he is a vampire progenitor in the Harry Potter world. Kai then heads out to the nearest human settlement which happens to be Godric Hollow. 
-This is my first time writing a novel so I will have mistakes, I'd appreciate it if you could point them out.
-I want to point out that HP doesn't belong to me.
-THE STORY WON'T BE GOING ACCORDING TO CANON! I will be introducing my own elements to the story.
-OOC Voldemort

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I am 60 years old and I am retired professor.
the thing I loved in my life is books and because of my old age it was hard to read books. I was really bored and didn't know what to do. my grandson recommend me to watch anime. I started watching anime and it was as fun as reading books. I really fell in love with them. I loved naruto so much that I used watch every episode. one day , there was an earthquake and because of my age I couldn't run outside and died.
                    *****
when I woke up I felt I was free. my body was gone and the only thing remained was my consciousness. someone was there, even though I couldn't see him , I could feel him.
he said " congratulations you are the lucky person who won the prize. you can go to any world. I was confused to choose between Harry potter or naruto. even though I liked Harry Potter more than naruto I cannot remember it now because I read it long time ago. so I choose naruto world.
                       ******
when I opened my eyes I was in a strange room. I could only from my one eyes and something was covering my other eye. I guessed maybe it was kakashi. i looked in the mirror and I guess was correct. it should kakashi of hmmm I don't know. because of mask I couldn't tell his age. so removed his mask and he didn't seem to have any wrinkles so maybe start of naruto.

                 *****
I dressed up , come outside and I saw naruto who didn't have leaf forehead protector was painting the stones of hokage. so I reincarnated as kakashi hatake and time is from 1 st episode of Naruto series.

No place is a better place for looking at some information than a library. One of Iris reasons to go to Hogwarts is to personally see the content of it's library. Iris has spent almost all of her free times there. Sometimes she would be accompany by Hermione Granger, who think of her as comrade with same hobbies. Or, in this current situation, Draco Malfoy, who's been wandering alone around Harry and Iris lately.

Draco has just finish his charms assignment, he look up from his parchment to see Iris still busy, reading some old books.  He noticed that Iris usually read books about curses or charms. Draco rolled up his parchment and put it in his school bag, alongside his self-inking Quill.

He rise from his seat and strech, "I'll go back first, okay." he said.

"Ok, bye." Iris said without looking up from the book that she read.

"Bye." Draco shook his head at the flat response, getting used to it now. He grab his bag and walk out of the library.

Draco just walk pass by the Great Hall when he was grab from behind, hand covering his mouth.

He was thrown in an empty room nearby. He turn his head to see Crabbe and Goyle standing menacingly while looking at him.

"What?" Draco ask arrogantly, try to stand back while dusting his robe off the dust.

Crabbe kick him hard, "Stop acting like you're our boss. You're not."

Draco snorted. Crabbe get angry and went to kick him again. Goyle stop him.

Crabbe turn to face Goyle, "Why did you hold me back?"

"His Dad can get us kill." Goyle said.

"Forget him." Crabbe wave Goyle away, "Don't you remember what my father wrote in his letter, there is a move in the Ministry, the Minister did not take after Malfoy again."

What a dumbass, Draco thought. His father has wrote him too. Minister Fudge has been trying to curry favor with Black. He's been ignoring Lucius, Draco's father. Lucius has a suspicion that Fudge may have something planned. Lucius know about his son friendship with Potter and told Draco to trust his insting instead. Draco is so happy when he's told that he could keep Potter friendship.

But, this two is such a pain in his ass. 

***

"Ehm." Light cough disturb Iris.

She look up from the book that she's reading and come to face Madam Pince.

"Time to close." the librarian said.

"Oops." Iris look back at the book on her hands to memorize the last page that she read and write it in a little notebook that she kept. 

She closed the book and put it back to it's place where she took it from before. She wave Madam Pince goodbye and walk out of the library.

Iris walk with silent and steady steps. She's just about to take a turn to go downstairs to the Hufflepuff entrance when she heard commotion. She stop walking and try to hear better. It's like someone getting mad at some other guy?

Iris walk slowly to the source of the sound. It is in an empty room that she know exist near there. Iris stop to peek at the unclosed door and found three young boys. Two is big bodies and one is thin blonde boy. 

Is that Draco? That blonde is so Malfoy like. Iris squint her eyes. Definetely Draco. And that big boys is the twins but not twins, that has been with him at Hogwarts Express before. Who is it again? Damn, she can't remember their names. Whatever. They were talking, well, the big boys is talking. Draco just stand there, stick to the wall.

"...always together with Potter."

Hm. What is it all about?

Draco move from his place in the wall, "It's none of your bussiness." he said.

Iris want to applaud Draco. It's look like he's been forced to a corner by the two boys and got threatened to stay away from Harry, but still managed to sound so arrogant. 

One of the boys grab Draco collar shirt roughly, "You think we're afraid of you?" 

"Aren't you nothing more than Malfoy's lackeys?" Draco said. That was what Ronald Weasley from Gryffindor use to insult them.

The boy kick Draco hard. Iris has just want to move her fingers to block the attack when someone walk pass her, straight in to the room.

Damn it, Harry. 

***

Harry Potter has just finish another one of his daily mind conversation with Voldemort. He got up from his bed and went to look for Iris. Theo has said before that Iris is in library the last time he sees her, so Harry go out from the Hufflepuff common room to fetch her.

He see her walk pass the door that's leading to their common room. Harry find her eavesdropping nearby. He too hear what was said. When he see that Crabbe want to kick Draco, he move forward to block the kick. He push hard and throw Crabbe away from Draco.

"WHAT THE??!!" Crabbe blown up, but got silent when he see Harry Potter standing protectively in front of Draco.

Goyle move to help Crabbe and stand beside him. Harry just stand there in silent. Draco look up at Harry like he's his hero. Iris still stand by the door. No need for her to get involved then.

They are glaring at each other, more like Crabbe and Goyle are glaring at Harry, who's glaring back at them. Draco just look disdainfully at his two housemates.

"That's enough." Harry suddenly said, "Stay away from Draco."

"Saint Potter is so brave, he even defend Death Eaters son." Crabbe mock Harry.

Harry is frowning, how come this two have guts to hit Malfoy, things has change this time around.

"What??" Crabbe missunderstood Harry's silence and continue to mock Harry, "Don't you know Death Eaters? Follower of The Dark Lord? The one who kill your parents?"

Outside, Iris knock her forehead on the wall. That dumbass.

"Oh, shut up." Harry said. Crabbe feel that his tounge get stick in the roof of his mouth. He pointed at Harry with red face. Goyle grab him and take him away from the room.

"Idiots." Harry said at their backs. Crabbe want Harry to hate Draco for the things that Lucius Malfoy did, totally forget about the fact that they too, are son's of a Death Eaters. He turn to look at Draco, "Are you okay?"

Draco nodded, he can't believe that Potter still defend him after what Crabbe has said.

"Can you walk?" Harry ask, "Did he kick you somewhere?"

Draco grimaced, just realizing that he's been kicked twice, his foot and stomach did feel hurts.

"We'll go to the hospital wings." Harry then help him to walk.

They both walk by pass the empty corridor. Eh. Harry's glancing around to find Iris, none. Where did she go again? Sigh. He focus on getting Draco to Madam Pomfrey instead.

***

"Mmm...mmmmm..mmmm" Crabbe try to talk to Goyle. Feeling angry. There's two of them, he believe that they can take over Potter. Why did Goyle take him away? He push Goyle hard.

Goyle sigh, "Don't you see that he curse you without wands?" 

Crabbe eyes widened. He did not realized that.

"Potter is different." Goyle said, "We can't just fight him like that."

Crabbe nodded.

"What I don't understand is, why did you guys have to talk about his parents?" there is a girl voice behind them, "Don't you know that I have spent a very long time try to convince him to take this path?"

Crabbe and Goyle turn around and see Iris Swan. They are feeling weird at the moment, where did this girl come from?

"We don't know what you're talking about." Goyle said.

"And you won't." Iris move her fingers.

Crabbe and Goyle turn to face each other, they grab each other clothes and started fighting. Iris look at them one last time at the duo. Sigh heavily, then walk away.

***

The first time Harry Potter repeat his life, he thought he got a second chance to fix everything  and save everyone.

The second time it happen, he thought that life (or is it death) must be play a joke at him.

The next time it happen again, he just feel tired and want it all to end.

Now it happen, Harry is surprised to find a little girl he never seen before.

"You've done it all wrong." Iris Swan said while giving Harry devil eyes, "you're saving the wrong people, making win the wrong side."

Harry is dumbfounded.

"Actually, they are still something." His declaration making the goblin raise an eyebrow, the meeting has already delved quite deep, seeing that he still needs something to be done was rather curious.
"We have only spoken of what the punishment is, not a way to protect me again any tentative to stop it happening in anything other than my terms. I would like to know if, as the still legal Heir of House Potter I can enact a contract with Gringotts to protect my interests."

Hearing him, his accountant releases a sigh of relief.
"It good that You don't lose sight of what was truly important. While the Head of House should be needed for the establishment of any contract made in his House name, nothing his say for a wizard wishing to protect itself against other as it normally befalls to his House to protect him, thus every action one could take on this way his heavily approved."

What followed was a good half-hour where Harry state every clause he can think off to protect himself without involving the direct attention of House Potter, while his accountant either nod or shake his head, leading him in the right direction and correct phrasing. The final contract was more simple than he would have liked it but should protect him enough should his Head of House actively act against him.

Once done, he was lead out of the room toward a deeper chamber littered with runic inscriptions on the walls, roof, and floor. On the center of the chamber, a rough pillar of solid rock supporting a crystal bowl at waist high and a similar crystal short knife on the side.

Making their way as the door shut down heavily, sealing any avenue until business concluded.
"We are here today under the law of old in the demand of claim of the last heir of the ancient house of Slytherin. He has been judged ready to came to is inheritance by blood and present himself in front of magic herself to followed here decree. Came forward Harrison James Potter and state your claim under magic!"

Taking a deep breath, he made a single step, leading him in front of the bowl. Taking the knife and splitting his left palm before closing his fist above the bowl, letting the flow of blood running free and soon fill the ceremonial bowl. With more and more blood filling it, row upon rows of runes illuminates in a deep emerald green similar to his eyes.

With a blinding flash of emerald light, his wound closed and the blood vanishes, leaving raw magic course through his veins and filling him with mindblowing euphoria that slowly subsides and settles deep within him.

"Magic had made her decree and acknowledge your claim by founding you worthy!"
This time it was the walls of Gringott turn to shone brightly, acknowledging the new Heirship of the lost House.
"Gringott had acknowledged magic decree on act upon here wish!"

Done he takes a step back, knowing that the same ritual would be needed for Clan Evans.
"We are here today under the law of old in the demand of claim of the last heir of the ancient house of Slytherin. He has been judged ready to came to is inheritance by blood and present himself in front of magic herself to followed here decree. Came forward Harrison James Potter and state your claim under magic!"

"We are here today under the law of old in the demand of claim of the last heir of the ancient Clan Evans. He has been judged ready to came to is inheritance by blood and present himself in front of magic herself to followed here decree. Came forward Harrison James Potter Slytherin and state your claim under magic!"

Again he made a single step, leading him in front of the bowl. Taking the knife and splitting his left palm before closing his fist above the bowl, letting the flow of blood running free and soon fill the ceremonial bowl a second time. Lightning the runes in a blood-red color.

The second flash vanishes, only to leave behind a wristband made of braided dark leather with the inside covered with blood-red runes.
"Magic had made her decree and acknowledge your claim by founding you worthy! Gringott had acknowledged magic decree on act upon here wish!"

Before he could even move, the wristband flew of the bowl and wrap itself snuggly around his left wrist. As they exit the now unlocked doors, he couldn't help but ask what of it.

Clan Evans was known for its runic work, the wristband his what would lead to Heir and Lord ring. The first strap contains a portkey to Evans hall, along the key to open it. The second is protection again all types of armful potion know, and the last his surely your most important defense, feeding on your magic it acts again any mental attack you are unable to throw off, including, compulsion, imperious curse, and legilimency. It should send a tingle each time you encounter one of them."

Having previously asked if him claiming those two House would appear on his letter and assured that each of them is written the last day of the term, it would not appear as he was still under House Potter and he would have the possibility to choose what title he claims as his primary after that.

Now done with his business with Gringott, it's a content Harry Potter who exits the bank, an expanded pouch allowing a thousand Galleon in, containing his seven hundred sixty changed Galleon. The pouch, a gift take from the Potter vault, he only lost forty Galleon for the five percent fees.

Being only eleven, he was free to roam the Alley and splurge in anything he will need before made his way out and made the last shopping trip before returning to the Dursley.
-What now?-
'Now, it time to see what that integrated devil fruit had turned on, but before that, I will need few books, and a bag charmed with expanding and feather-light charm on. I don't think everything will fit inside my item box. Now that I think of it...'

Looking around to found a quiet hidden corner and made his way toward it. Once sure nobody could see him he take is pouch before delivering the content inside it after taking out the other bags. With a rain of gold, the pouch was soon empty. Once done let it fall inside, startled that a message pops up. 

{[Hiden objective: side. "The in and out"]

Discover a way to use your integrated devil fruit device.

Condition: Use any way to trigger the crafting system.

Reward: unlock the crafting system.}

{[Do you want to integrate the article 'expanded pouch' to the skill 'item box'? Warning, every item actually in the item box will be lost during the integration, would you like to process? Y/N]}

'Yeah, not happening, not for the moment anyway.'
Just as he thought of refusing the message vanish and he can see the pouch still resting in the box on the Galleons now spilled everywhere in it. Taking the pouch on a side while shoveling a great part of the Galleon back before taking it out, close the item box and exit the corner, moving toward his intended shop. Above the door sat a trunk signboard.

Pushing the door open, he came across raws of the already finished trunk, before eyeing an employee coming his way.
"Welcome to Borrik's magical trunk's, what can I do for you today young man?"
"I search something similar to my pouch but larger, something like a bag?" Say Harry showing his pouch. Seeing it he smiles before leading him a little deeper, on the wall was hanging some backpack made of fabric and leather.
"We have a little selection of bags available depending on your needs."
"Something for a few books and materials, can you tell me where you buy your wood for your trunks?" Hearing the second par the employee frown a little.
"How much wood you would need?"
"Not much a large block would be enough, why?"
"I can't tell your provider, but for that much, I could sell it directly to you, came."

At his word, he takes Harry the back shop, before camming back with floating blocks of woods of different essence and size.
"Do you have birch?" with a nod, several blocks came forward as the other was put on the floor. Looking at the different blocks, he stops in front of twenty per fifty per twenty ones.
"This one looks good." He purposefully chose the smallest.
"If it only that much, sure, do you need something else?"
"Do you have another of that size?"
He says nothing but came back with a similar block. "Something else?"
"Just the bag to carry them, with feather-light and expansion enchantment could be good."
"Alright." Taking the woodblocks and the bag that Harry chooses among the one he shows to have the desired features.
"Eighty Galleons for the bag and two Galleon, sixteen Sickle for the wood."

Taking out eighty-three Galleon of the pouch, he takes is bag along is Sickle out of the shop.

When power far above you decide that they want to wrench the canon, by bringing you in the game, sometimes the wisest thing to do it just to tag along and just try to make this encounter end the most rapidly possible.

who knows, maybe something great will come out of it? After all, what could be worst than being taken out without your consent out of your world, only to be thrown in the darkness?

The summer went by uneventfully I had prevented and stolen dobby (this right hand of mine gah!) and our own had finally come to deliver us our new school lists For a few minutes there was silence as they all read their letters. It told him to catch the Hogwarts Express as usual from King's Cross station on September first. There was also a list of the new books he'd need for the coming year.
SECOND YEAR STUDENTS WILL REQUIRE:
The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 2 by Miranda Goshawk
Break with a Banshee by Gilderoy Lockhart
Gadding with Ghouls by Gilderoy Lockhart
Holidays with Hags by Gilderoy Lockhart
Travels with Trolls by Gilderoy Lockhart
Voyages with Vampires by Gilderoy Lockhart
Wanderings with Werewolves by Gilderoy Lockhart
Year with the Yeti by Gilderoy Lockhart
Ryan had already explained that Lockhart was a fraud he had previously bought some books and shown them all the errors in them I mean it says he fought a ghost with a blasting curse? and cured a werewolf with some voodoo. which they have no cures unless it's in my shop so goodluck with that. there was messed up timelines that overlapped and just random bullshit I had compiled a complete list of things and was saving it. I wanted to see how bad this idiot could mess up class and basically it gives me a free study period and I can just let Harry suffer we can do solo practices later I'm planning on teaching them all patronus this year and some of the darker curses like bone breakers and ribbon cutters gotta be one of my favorites each one of the kids had a good standing in hand to hand and could probably take on some adults and their dueling and fighting skills were tons better than all their peers Luna was practically untouchable unless you did something unorthodox Harry was a prodigy in combat with his fast reflexes and quick thinking he gave as good as he got. Daphne was dangerous and methodical with almost surgical precision you slip up once and you are screwed. we had to work a bit on Neville and Hermione. Neville was still working up his courage and getting used to his wand he wasn't allowed to duel until he had it mastered after a while of struggling to force magic out of his own wand a basic stunner now knocked someone out for a good hour if he wasn't carful he was too op. and Hermione just did things by the book which fails miserably. I'm planning on teaching them all some basic wand less and wordless spells mostly summoning and lumos and maybe stunning. the harder the spell is to use the greater the difficulty for wand less Luna is pretty good I've been teaching her since we were kids. tonks was meh she would be great if it wasn't for her tripping over things. anyway it was time for school shopping. They stopped by gringotts then strolled off along the winding, cobbled street. The bag of gold, silver, and bronze jangling cheerfully in everyones pocket was clamoring to be spent, so they bought ice creams, which they slurped happily as they wandered up the alley, examining the fascinating shop windows. Harry gazed longingly at a full set of Seeker robes in the windows of Quality Quidditch Supplies until Hermione dragged them off to buy ink and parchment next door. In Gambol and Japes Wizarding Joke Shop, they met Fred, George, and Lee Jordan, who were stocking up on Dr. Filibuster's Fabulous Wet Start, No Heat Fireworks, and in a tiny junk shop full of broken wands, lopsided brass scales, and old cloaks covered in potion stains they found Percy, deeply immersed in a small and deeply boring book called Prefects Who Gained Power. "A study of Hogwarts prefects and their later careers," Fred read aloud off the back cover. "That sounds fascinating…"
"Go away," Percy snapped.
"'Course, he's very ambitious, Percy, he's got it all planned out… he wants to be Minister of Magic…"  George told them in an undertone as they left Percy to it. An hour later, they headed for Flourish and Blotts. They were by no means the only ones making their way to the bookshop. As they approached it, they saw to their surprise a large crowd jostling outside the doors, trying to get in. The reason for this was proclaimed by a large banner stretched cross the upper windows:
GILDEROY LOCKHART
will be signing copies of his autobiography
MAGICAL ME
today 12.30—4.30
The crowd seemed to be made up mostly of witches around Mrs. Weasley's age. a milf harem was fed on this day Ryan inwardly thought. A harassed looking wizard stood at the door, saying, "Calmly, please, ladies… Don't push, there… mind the books, now…". A long line wound right to the back of the shop, where Gilderoy Lockhart was signing his books. They each grabbed a copy of The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 2 and sneaked up the line to where the rest of the Weasleys were standing with Dan and Emma Granger. "Oh, there you are, good," said Mrs. Weasley. She sounded breathless and kept patting her hair. "We'll be able to see him in a minute…"
Gilderoy Lockhart came slowly into view, seated at a table surrounded by large pictures of his own face, all winking and flashing dazzlingly white teeth at the crowd. The real Lockhart was wearing robes of forget me not blue that exactly matched his eyes; his pointed wizard's hat was set at a jaunty angle on his wavy hair. No we can't have this now can we Ryan thought. He pulled out one of his signature rock cakes and was just about to yeet it at the man but was stopped by his friends what traitors killing all the fun. He sadly whispered "next time my love." and gently kissed it before returning it back into his inventory for the next opportunity. Harry looked quite amused and the girls looked quite jealous at the rock cake. must be puberty. women are scary. A short, irritable looking man was dancing around taking photographs with a large black camera that emitted puffs of purple smoke with every blinding flash.
"Out of the way, there," he snarled at Harry, moving back to get a better shot. "This is for the Daily Prophet—"
Gilderoy Lockhart heard him. He looked up. He saw Harry. He stared. Then he leapt to his feet and positively shouted, "It can't be Harry Potter?"The crowd parted, whispering excitedly; Lockhart dived forward, seized Harry's arm as his so called friends abandoned him to his fate, and pulled him to the front. The crowd burst into applause. Harry's face burned as Lockhart shook his hand for the photographer, who was clicking away madly, wafting thick smoke over the Weasleys. All of the sudden Ryan did something he always wanted to do. he inhaled a deep breath and at the top of his lungs yelled 2 words that devolved everything into silence. "STRANGER DANGER" he screamed pointing at Gilderoy in fear and yelling "That strange uncle is trying to kidnap that boy quick call the aurors!" Gilderoy had taken critical damage being called both a pedo and a strange uncle he practically was vomiting blood. Harry and the weasley twins lost it. the crowd started yelling and shouting the girls were giggling Mrs . Weasley was giving Ryan a glare. Gilderoy tried to calm the situation down after a quick glance at Ryan."Ladies and gentlemen," he said loudly, waving for quiet. "What an extraordinary moment this is! The perfect moment for me to make a little announcement I've been sitting on for some time!"

"When young Harry here stepped into Flourish and Blotts today, he only wanted to buy my autobiography—which I shall be happy to present him now, free of charge—" The crowd applauded again. "He had no idea," Lockhart continued, giving Harry a little shake as he was still laughing, "that he would shortly be getting much, much more than my book, Magical Me. He and his schoolmates will, in fact, be getting the real magical me. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I have great pleasure and pride in announcing that this September, I will be taking up the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"The crowd cheered and clapped and Harry found himself being presented with the entire works of Gilderoy Lockhart. Staggering slightly under their weight, he managed to make his way out of the limelight to the edge of the room, where Ginny was standing next to her new cauldron.
"You have these," Harry mumbled to her, tipping the books into the cauldron. "I'll buy my own—" Ryan and Fred were making kissing noises at them. much to their embarrasment. "Bet you loved that, didn't you, Potter?" said a voice Harry had no trouble recognizing. He straightened up and found himself face to face with Draco Malfoy, who was wearing his usual sneer.
"Famous Harry Potter," said Malfoy. "Can't even go into a bookshop without making the front page."
"Leave him alone, he didn't want all that!" said Ginny. She was glaring at Malfoy "Potter, you've got yourself a girlfriend!" drawled Malfoy. Ginny went scarlet as Ryans group had fought their way over, clutching stacks of Lockhart's books.
"Oh, it's you," said Ryan, looking at Malfoy as if he were something unpleasant on the sole of his shoe. "Bet you're surprised to see Harry  with his future wife now you can't try to woo him anymore , eh?" "What do you mean woo him I'm not a poofter," screamed Malfoy. "Could have fooled me slicked back hair that probably takes more time than a woman's hair to do spoiled princess personality constantly followed behind by two big boys."
Malfoy went red.. Ryan dropped his books into the cauldron, too, and started toward Malfoy, but Harry and Hermione grabbed the back of his jacket.
"Ryan!" said Mr. Weasley, struggling over with Fred and George. "What are you doing? It's too crowded in here, let's go outside.""Well, well, well—Arthur Weasley."
It was Mr. Malfoy. He stood with his hand on Draco's shoulder, sneering in just the same way.
"Lucius," said Mr. Weasley, nodding coldly. It's just like the novels insult the little young master and the daddy comes out to play. "Busy time at the Ministry, I hear," said Mr. Malfoy. "All those raids… I hope they're paying you overtime?"
He reached into Ginny's cauldron and extracted, from amid the glossy Lockhart books, a very old, very battered copy of A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration. Even if Ryan had given them vouchers some habits are often kept to save money."Obviously not," Mr. Malfoy said. "Dear me, what's the use of being a disgrace to the name of wizard if they don't even pay you well for it?"
Mr Weasley flushed darker than Ginny.
"We have a very different idea of what disgraces the name of wizard, Malfoy," he said.
"Clearly," said Mr. Malfoy, his pale eyes straying to Mr. and Mrs. Granger, who were watching apprehensively. "The company you keep, Weasley… and I thought your family could sink no lower—" There was a thud of metal as Ginny's cauldron went flying; Mr. Weasley had thrown himself at Mr. Malfoy, knocking him backward into a bookshelf. Dozens of heavy spellbooks came thundering down on all their heads; there was a yell of, "Get him, Dad!" from Fred or George; Mrs. Weasley was shrieking, "No, Arthur, no!"; the crowd stampeded backward, knocking more shelves over;  Ryan had sucker punched malfoy in the face with a satisfying crunch his nose broke it was pandemonium Ryan always wanted to join a good scuffle."Gentlemen, please—please!" cried the assistant, and then, louder than all—
"Break it up, there, gents, break it up—"
Hagrid was wading toward them through the sea of books. In an instant he had pulled Mr. Weasley and Mr. Malfoy apart. Mr. Weasley had a cut lip and Mr. Malfoy had been hit in the eye by an Encyclopedia of Toadstools. He was still holding Ginny's old Transfiguration book. He thrust it at her, his eyes glittering with malice.
"Here, girl—take your book—it's the best your father can give you—" Pulling himself out of Hagrid's grip he beckoned to Draco whose nose was bleeding and swept from the shop.Yeh should've ignored him, Arthur," said Hagrid, almost lifting Mr. Weasley off his feet as he straightened his robes. "Rotten ter the core, the whole family, everyone knows that—no Malfoy's worth listenin' ter—bad blood, that's what it is—come on now—let's get outta here."
The assistant looked as though he wanted to stop them leaving, but he barely came up to Hagrid's waist and seemed to think better of it. They hurried up the street, Mrs. Weasley beside herself with fury. "A fine example to set for your children… brawling in public… what Gilderoy Lockhart must've thought…"
"He was pleased," said Fred. "Didn't you hear him as we were leaving? He was asking that bloke from the Daily Prophet if he'd be able to work the fight into his report—said it was all publicity—" Ryan had sneakily snatched riddles diary from Ginny's cauldron by offering to help carry it for her. it was a subdued group that headed back to the fireside in the Leaky Cauldron, where the group and all their shopping would be traveling back using Floo powder. They said good bye to the Grangers, who were leaving the pub for the Muggle street on the other side; Mr. Weasley started to ask them how bus stops worked, but stopped quickly at the look on Mrs. Weasley's face. Back at home Harry and Ryan were laughing with the girls about malfoy messed up face and the stranger danger prank Ryan had told them every time they see Lockhart  to call him strange uncle and wonder how long it takes for him to break. they all agreed except Hermione who didn't want to do that to a professor.

Reincarnation? Wishes? A System? Magic? Harem? Pudding? This story has all of those. Multiverse travel, kingdom building, fan boy dreams come true in this wild story starting in the Harry Potter world. Instantly op character? nope. sharingan at the start? nope. shameless Mc? yep. shameless comedy? yep. NTR. nope. 

Just to let everyone know this is my first story English is my native language I planned 0 chapters in this whole book and I literally started writing it because I simple wanted to read it myself. It contains parts from bringing the farm to another world, shadow hack, and supreme Anime system. leave any advice you want I read all comments and try to take them into account.


(disclaimer I only own my characters I personally make) also there will be some grammar errors and some plot holes think of this as a rough draft I'm just winging it basically at this point lol doing well so far tho I plan to go back later to fix small things like speech and paragraphs sometimes I miss things. be gentle it's my first time.

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