Chương 177: Kaleidoscope of Magic(HP/WC)-1
The end of his third year has been quite different than simply going back to Dursleys after saving Sirius, instead Harry was thrown into the prison of Azkaban for the summer by the Minister while Dumbledore does nothing. In the accursed prison, Harry was tortured relentlessly by the presence of Dementors and the masked figures who always came in and used Cruciatus curse on him. Till one day the very feeling of Harry's magic changed, allowing him to see things that were once unseen and manipulate his magic without his wand! Yet there still was much pain to endure.
After Harry is taken out of Azkaban and to Dumbledore's office, he is greeted not just by the old headmaster but by his own supposedly dead parents! They were alive with a daughter three years your senior and had been living in France for the last twelve years under a false surname.
It all had been a lie. All the years he had spent under the abusive watch of the Dursleys and his recent torture in Azkaban had all been planned before hand in order to complete an ancient Potter prophecy. To awaken the power in his bloodline, the eyes of Solomon(which TOTALLY isn't Sharingan), a magical eye named after it's most powerful user. Which held the power to use maximum efficiency of magical power that allowed magic without a wand, the ability to gain understanding of any magic one witnessed and three special powers that could only be unlocked after another evolution of the eyes.
With the knowledge of the sheer magnitude of the betrayal he was faced with, Harry cried with tears of blood and lost consciousness. Unknown to Dumbledore and his parents the little to no time he had between these revelations and his torture in Azkaban completely fractured his mind, rendering him practically braindead. Yet the prophecy is clear and the world still needs a savior from not only Voldemort but also from other magical evils that lurk in the dark.
...sigh. Damn me and my stupid inner chuuni self that decided to take the one mission in the Waifu Catalog based on a bad Harry Potter fanfic. Seriously, what was I thinking?
'Magic eyes are cool.' Nothing beyond that, stupid monkey brain jumping at the first shiny thing.
"Harry... you don't need to go back there." Before I could berate myself any further mentally, I was roused from my thoughts by the very sad voice of one Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore; who was looking at me with eyes full of regret and mourning. "I know you are not... happy with your parents but you can at least stay with mister Weasley and his family fro the last week before Hogwarts."
"As a matter of fact, I can't do that headmaster." I said with a smile as I turned to the old wizard who flinched at the sight of my smile. It was kind of surprising that even after the whole Azkaban thing I wasn't dealing with a 'Greater good is what I say and you will do it!' Dumbledore but a 'I hate it but it is for the greater good and I will definitely go to hell for it.' Dumbledore. Not that I was complaining since this kind of Dumbledore was far easier to deal with than a mustache twirling B grade movie villain.
"You see, I must apologize to my aunt and uncle. I spent years cursing them inside my mind for the way they treated me, thinking of them as... the opposite of a family to me. As it turns out, they actually were a true family to me." Not to say I wasn't gonna make the man suffer since that was basically an objective of my mission.
Also, an additional objective would be giving me five credits if I spent the rest of the summer with Dursleys so I could deal with the ugly shits. Especially since I didn't have the original Harry's whole self esteem and abandonment issues, that would likely make it rather easier to deal with the family of papa walrus, mama giraffe and baby pig. Not to mention staying somewhere without anyone with the ability to truly bother me would allow me to properly process all of original Harry's memories for the changes of this world compared to the books. Pretty sure that Malfoy had an elder sister or something in this world.
"I..." And it seemed like my words had caused the man some serious emotional damage, I could only imagine what they would do if my parents were here. "...if you need anything Harry, please, just come to the Leaky Cauldron and have them call us or the Weasley family." And then he disappeared with a pop.
Oh well, there would be other chances to make life miserable for him. Now it was time for me to make life miserable for others. So with that purpose I picked up my bags, walked up to the door and ringed the doorbell. A few moments later I was greeted by my dear aunt Petunia, whose face immediately turned ashen when she saw me.
"You!"
"Yes, it is indeed I." I said with a nod as I pushed her aside and walked. "Hello, people who have been abusing me for the last ten years or something." And made my grand entrance.
"You!" Though uncle Vernon did not seem to have appreciated my entrance. "Just when I thought that we were finally rid of you, you came crawling out of your freak prison too?!" Okay, first of all, wow. I had actually thought that the books and movies must have made this guy seem worse than he actually was but it seemed I was mistaken; as proven by Vernon's non-existent neck shaking violently as he kept yelling insults at me till he finally raised his hand in a fist and tried to bring it down on my head.
This was when my choice of Template really made itself known. I knew that this world would have some unknown magical threats from the mission description so I had decided to use a template that was not only a magical powerhouse but could also strengthen itself more so than most other templates. Doctor Stephen Strange of the Earth-91233, or better known as; Strange Supreme.
Though admittedly what made it a great template right now wasn't his vast magical knowledge and power or his ability to absorb creatures in order to strengthen himself. No, it was the fact that his training in Kamar-taj meant that he was an expert martial artist who knew how to reinforce his strength through magical energy. Which meant so was I.
"OOF!" As dear uncle Vernon learned when I stopped his fist with one hand and then hit him in the stomach with enough force to send him through the room and hit the wall with a loud thud.
"Vernon!" Petunia screamed as she ran towards her husband but I paid her no attention. Instead I walked towards the kitchen with a smile and my new eyes shining an eerie blue.
The future looked fun.
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