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Chapter 2.
Revolution.
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Harry and Chloe reread Harry's school books. He then sent Hedwig to Flourish and Blotts with a letter requesting a catalog of their books.
Every day, Hedwig made a trip and returned with a shrunken box of books.
Ever since Harry learned Occlumency, he gained the ability to understand, read and learn faster. Thanks to his symbiote, that ability tripled.
Every day, they read half a dozen books.
After two weeks, Chloe said that she had enough.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked.
"No offence, Harry, but the Wizarding World is retarded!" the symbiote proclaimed.
"Why?"
"They have this power that looks like some sort of energy manipulation and they barely understand it. Spell research and creation is a joke. Arithmancy is even worse; the best way to describe it is ... barbarian math, though that would be an insult to barbarians. They barely understand ...magic; though I would call it differently. I believe that all the wand waving is useless. Calling out the spell and waving your arm is nothing more than a crutch. For beginners, they might be needed, but it can be easily done with enough concentration. To perform magic, you need concentration, intent and imagination. The more concentration you have, the less energy you use to perform the spell. It will take a bit of work, but I should be able to develop a more mathematical approach to magic. The current ...code used for spells is ... primitive and inefficient. With a bit of research, I should be able to develop a mathematical system that describes the behavior of what wizards call magic. But first, I'll need something that can record what happens and that can get some hard numbers."
"Really?" Harry asked.
"Yes."
"So, you could perform magic?" Harry asked curiously.
"You would have to give me control," the symbiote said hopefully. It was strange, she thought. She now understood what it was like to be the slave. If Harry gave her control over his body, it would be the first time that happened. Ever since Harry became her host, Chloe behaved herself and only requested for Harry to purchase reading materials.
"You want to try?" he asked. Harry was actually surprised that she didn't request control sooner. He was impressed by the symbiote. He knew that she was still a Goa'uld, but she was ... nicer. He knew that most other Goa'uld were not much different from Voldemort, but Chloe was rational and she could keep her pride in check.
He wondered if he should give her control. It would be unfair not to. They had decided to work together. Harry allowed Chloe to take control of the body and the symbiote begun to channel magic through the hand device.
With a thought, she pointed her hand at the bed and transfigured it into a more comfortable one. "See?" she said proudly. "No useless wand movements and incantations." Chloe continued to transfigure his small room until he couldn't find any similarity to how it previously looked.
Harry jumped on the soft bed and moaned in pleasure as he ran his hands through the soft silk sheets. "Wow, this feels great. Thanks Chloe."
"You're welcome, Harry."
Chloe let her host relax a few minutes. "Harry," she finally said.
"Yes?"
"I know that you are not accustomed with nice things, or nice food or happiness. But from now on, we are in this together. Together, we will build a future for ourselves. We have the right to be happy, and we will."
"We?" Harry asked.
"Of course. Is it not what we agreed to?"
"Well, I thought that in time, you would want a true host of your own."
"You are my host."
"I meant a true host," Harry replied awkwardly. "You know what I mean."
The symbiote was silent for a long moment. "I think that I would like to continue like this, if you don't mind. I'd rather not lose you as my host."
"Why?" Harry asked in bewilderment. From what he knew, (and he knew a lot,) about the Goa'uld, they desired full control of their host. Chloe was not a Tok'ra. She was a Goa'uld.
"Do not compare me with my progenitors," the symbiote said. "Unlike them, I have spent little time in a Sarcophagus."
"So because of that, you are not as crazy as they are?"
"I believe so. You know, the Tok'ra were not formed only by Egeria's spawn. There were other Goa'uld that joined her. No queens, but there were a few Goa'uld. Before we developed the Sarcophagus technology, the Goa'uld were more... moderate. I believe that it would be in our mutual interest to continue our partnership. Frankly, I find it nice to have a host I can talk with. We can trust each other; we can be ... friends; this is something other Goa'uld can never have. I now understand Tok'ra. They're still pathetic scum with their save the Galaxy mission, but I can understand them."
Harry received a feeling of affection from his symbiote and smiled. "Thank you Chloe," he said returning the feeling.
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A few days later, after they read all the books they could get their hands on that dealt with spell creation and modification, Chloe designed a new spell.
"So, what is it?" Harry asked curiously and gave Chloe control.
"This Harry," the symbiote said proudly, "is a diagnostic spell that will let us see the math behind any spell." Chloe activated her new spell and a wall of energy appeared in front of her. She pointed her hand at a match and transfigured it into a needle.
Immediately, writing, graphs and equations began to appear on the wall. Harry could understand a few things thanks to his mental connection to Chloe, but most of it was beyond his understanding.
"Do not worry. In time, you will understand it. Since I didn't overpower your mind, as time passes, we began to blend. More and more information will come naturally to you."
Harry nodded. "So, can you understand it?"
"Not completely," she answered.
Chloe began to experiment, transfiguring and conjuring more and more things. Finally, she stopped and went over the data she gathered.
An hour later, she was satisfied. "It appears that when transfiguring or conjuring, we change the object we use. Basically we manipulate the subatomic particles of an object into another. If there isn't enough material, our core expends energy to create more matter. However, to conjure something, you need to have as much of an understanding of what you want to create. Also, some materials like naqahdah, gold, silver, titanium or lead are impossible to create, though we can manipulate them to a certain extent. The lower the atomic number, the easier it is to conjure. You know, I can't wait to get my hands on some naqahdah. The things you can do if you can manipulate the molecular structure of matter. We could build a ship..."
"I see," Harry said thoughtfully.
"The source of your power is still beyond my understanding, but fortunately it is fairly easy to manipulate it."
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Chloe cast a charm to make Harry's room bigger. She looked at the results of her diagnostic spell. It was a form of spatial manipulation. If she could build that in a ship...
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She experimented with shields and found out that they were similar to Goa'uld shields.
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The most interesting discovery however, was the shrinking charm. It actually shrunk an object!
"Why are you so excited about it?" Harry asked.
Chloe smirked, conjured two large and thick slabs of metal and shrunk one of them until it looked ten times smaller. Then, she launched a piercing hex at the first slab and a second at the shrunken one. She enlarged the smaller sheet of metal and looked at the results.
The first slab had a ten centimeters deep whole that was spread over an area of five by five centimeters.
The second slab had a millimeter scratch that was spread over an area of fifty by fifty centimeters.
"I see," Harry said. "The second slab was shrunk, but the molecules were ten times closer. That means that the hole was ten times shallower and ten times wider after it reverted to its normal size. If we combine this with a feather light charm, we can build an armored suit for ourselves that can shrug off any spell."
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It took them a week to design their suit.
He had snuck to Diagon Alley to check and buy some samples of the clothing material the Wizarding World had. The one thing Chloe was impressed with was the Acromantula silk. It was extremely resistant, but so soft to the touch, even softer than the silk sheets Chloe conjured for their bed. It was also extremely expensive. Fortunately for them, they were able to conjure as much as they needed.
They were not as impressed with the other materials. They bought samples of several kinds of dragon hide, and a few other magical creatures, even trolls and giants.
What they discovered was not that surprising. The only reason they were so resistant to damage was because they were similar to the slab of metal Chloe conjured and shrunk. Even dragon hide, one of the most resistant materials in the Wizarding World was nothing more than somewhat stronger than normal leather. The reason for its resistance was its density. The hide was shrunken, denser and had a natural featherweight charm.
It took them two more weeks to conjure enough matter and change it into a few simple, (for a Goa'uld,) alloys.
They created hundreds of huge scales made of Chloe's alloys, shrunk them, and applied all sorts of charms to reduce their weight and make them even more resistant than they actually were. Then, the scales were fused together with magic.
Then the acromantula silk was used on the inside of the suit to make it more comfortable. Finally, they applied a few climate control charms.
"I think it's time to go hunting," Harry's symbiote said.
Harry grinned. "I think you're right."
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Author's Note: I had some 400 words from last night, and I decided to finish the second chapter.
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