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Creation Reborn – Book 1: Reincarnation
Harry Potter/Multi
By Shinji the Good Sharer
Disclaimer: I don't own most of the things in this series. All I own is this story itself. All flames will be ignored. Constructive criticism depends entirely on the criticism being "constructive."
Chapter 1
Genesis
Birds twittered and sang as Harry squinted through the receding pain. It took a moment for his eyes to adjust to the light and he opened them to find out that he was outside. More strange was that he was under the sun when it had been night seconds prior. Slowly sitting up he put his hand to his head and realized something. He could see more clearly than he ever had before and his round lens bearing glasses were gone.
The sight of his hand being made seemingly out of solid gold also surprised him. He could see beyond the blue sky and beyond planets into the darkness of space for a distance he couldn't tell with perfect clarity. Flows of energy and clouds of tiny things he vaguely remembered his elementary teacher calling atoms were all around him. Harry could even see the infinitesimal strings of energy that those atoms were made of as clear as if they were his hand in front of his face.
By his feet there was a large lake of calm water. He crawled to it and flinched at what he saw before him. His eyes were made of blinding novae of swirling white energy instead of normal human eyes while his skin was made of some metal that looked like polished gold sculpted into a flawless sculpture of an unnaturally beautiful boy. The lightning bolt shaped scar that had plagued him his entire life was gone while his normal black hair had turned into a black mass of space with galaxies, planets, stars and all manner of celestial bodies moving shifting through it as he looked at the now spiked hair that seemed to be both messy and still symmetrical at the same time.
His pants were made of some white substance that clung to his body and he had on a white and gold cuirass under an open white leather duster that reached to his ankles. The coat had no sleeves and left his unnaturally defined, muscular arms bare while twin forearm bracers seemingly made out of expanses of space like Harry's hair rested on his forearms from his wrists to his elbows. From his back came two pairs of wings covered in feathers that seemed to be made of the same substance as his skin. Both outer wings formed a wingspan at least twenty feet wide while the smaller vestigial wings between them were only four feet in total and likely only meant for steering in flight.
Slowly getting to his feet Harry staggered slightly and leaned against the side of a large tree as his white leather boots brushed the dirt but somehow remained immaculate. His eyes scanned his surroundings and stopped on a red apple that was just a few inches from his face. He cautiously lifted his hand towards it to pluck the fruit. "Don't eat that." a voice said causing Harry to jump in shock while whipping around to look at where it had come from.
In what Harry could only describe as an idyllic field, sat an old man who was sipping from a very fine looking tea set. He was wearing robes of golden silk and had a cane in one hand as he sat at a small dinette set. Tottering over, Harry allowed himself to weakly sink into a chair that the old man motioned to. One didn't often find themselves suddenly in a field where an old man was having tea when the last thing they remembered was indescribable pain. Sadly, this wasn't the strangest thing Harry had ever experienced.
The old man smiled kindly and poured Harry a cup of tea while settling back. "I've been waiting to meet you for some time, Harry." he commented gently.
"Oh… err… Sorry for being late?" Harry asked sounding unsure.
Soft laughter came from the old man, who shook his head. "Nonsense. You're right on time. I've merely been looking forward to seeing you again. It's been a great many eons since we've spoken." admitted the strange man.
"E… ons? But I've just last month turned eleven. How could it have been eons since we spoke?" a highly out of sorts wizard questioned.
Sighing, the old man looked at Harry with a somber stare before he spoke. "Perhaps I should introduce myself. I am the One-Above-All but you may know me best as the entity you know of as god. I am the source from which all the omniverse came to be." offered the deity earning a strange stare from the boy.
The information caused Harry's brown to furrow in thought. He slowly rolled his mind over in an attempt to figure out what the old man was talking about. "You mean the universe… right?" prompted the boy.
"No. The universe is one piece of a multiverse and the multiverse is one piece of the omniverse which encompasses all of creation." said ultimate consciousness. "Billions of eons ago I created you to make the cosmos for me. I neglected you and you broke yourself into seven gems and one large crystal to make yourself dormant to escape the loneliness I left you to. When that universe was destroyed it created the omniverse."
Still confused, Harry thought for a long time until he managed to order his thoughts enough to form words. "But… why can't I remember?" the teen wondered.
"Your memories are in your Ego Gem. Your memories will come back but it will not happen at once." the Supreme Being explained apologetically. "Harry, I have seen what has become of you and how you have faced the trials that were forced upon you by a blind old man. Despite your being separated from your gems they kept you alive through the killing curse and you I have seen you use your powers. That is what you were doing not what the man you know as Hagrid calls accidental magic. I'm proud of you, Harry. Never forget that."
Looking at his hands, Harry felt his heart sink as he tried to suppress the emptiness he was feeling. "Why? Why me?" he whispered. "What do I do now? I just want to be Harry."
Saddened, the man got up from his chair and settled down in front of the boy on his knees. "You are, Harry. No matter what happens you are Harry Potter. Nobody, not even I, can take that from you. Be who you've always been." he explained with a soft smile. "I will not ask any more of you, Harry. You have most of your powers back. What you do with them is up to you. All I want you to do is what you feel is right. For so long you've been denied happiness, I don't want you to suffer anymore. The omniverse is up and running, your role as the cosmic entity of creation and existence is taken care of just by you existing, and you don't need to do anything you don't want to." assured the Supreme Being. "Tell me, what's the one thing you want more than anything else, Harry?"
Confusion formed on Harry's face as he tried to understand what the man was saying. He struggled to think as emotions he had bottled up for years, dreams and wishes he had never dared hope for flooded his mind. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he felt the most painful sensation he'd ever experienced, an emotion greater than he'd ever allowed himself to feel which had to have been accumulated over billions upon billions of years. "I don't… I don't want… to be alone… anymore." whispered the hollow feeling boy as his loneliness overwhelmed his senses. It was all he could do to keep from breaking down completely while the ultimate force stroked his hair.
"Then you won't be, Harry. Your gems are a part of you and you've reabsorbed them into your being. They are once again with you and they'll help you accomplish anything you want to. It will take time to master them completely but until then just concentrate on what you want and they'll make it happen. Alright?" the deity comforted causing the boy to nod quietly as the entity retook his seat. "Now, I know about the Dursleys. Everything that happened to you is because of Albus Dumbledore, his Order of the Phoenix, the British Ministry of Magic, Tom Riddle and his minions known as Death Eaters. When you wake up, trust your powers. They are sentient and they will speak to you. I've also put together a care package of things that will help you. Nobody will be able to open the box but you and the room you will wake up in is a room that only you or those you give permission to will be able to enter."
Carefully making sure to memorize the instructions, Harry forced his emotions back under control. He looked at the old man and smiled weakly. "Thank you." he said.
"It's the least I can do, Harry." the Supreme Being stated. "And Harry? If you need anything, or just want to talk, don't be afraid to call for me or any of your siblings. Okay?" When the boy nodded the man leaned back in his chair. "Good. Now before you go I'm going to teach you a few tricks to help you protect yourself. They won't be anything really big or fancy but they'll help you start out. Your first area of study is the Mind Gem which gives you virtually infinite psychic potential, the power to increase or decrease the intelligence of any form of life, and the power to grant or take sentience to anything you choose. What I'm going to teach you on are the essential basics of telepathy and telekinesis." As his maker, or as the One-Above-All insisted he be called "father," began to explain Harry found it interesting how he felt his mind speeding up gradually as he listened.
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"Now, Harry, I will be your test subject for this first lesson. I want you to focus on me and try to read my thoughts." the older entity instructed. "Don't try to pull or push into my mind, just focus on reading it like a book or listening to what I'm saying in my mind."
Harry looked at his new teacher dubiously but focused as he was told. The One-Above-All smiled patiently and began using his own telepathy to assist Harry in trying to learn the first and most basic ability of telepathic potential. For a long while, Harry stared at his father, trying to divine his thoughts. Slowly he began to sense something faint. It began to grow until the things he was sensing grew loud enough to hurt his head.
'…ope Harry can learn this. He seems to have a lot of poten…'
'…ew Jean Grey had such a hot ass? I'd like to tap th…'
'…o I get stuck with cleaning up after these damned kids all the ti…'
'…was that about? I didn't ev…'
'…jerks. Always staring at…'
'…nder if those girls…'
'…take a…'
'…yelling…'
'…angry…'
'…hate…'
'…kill…'
'…Harry…'
"Harry!" the One-Above-All cried causing Harry to snap out of the pained trance he had begun to slip into. "That was good, Harry. You just focused a little too much. Right now, you're not ready to handle that many thoughts so let's start again. This time, just focus on my mind."
Telekinesis was the ability to manipulate objects and matter by controlling the kinetic energy in them. His training regime came in the form of afternoon practice with the use of simple fruit. Telepathy training started in the mornings to get his thoughts working before he stated working on his lessons in telekinesis. This was easily seen in his current exercises.
"Concentrate, Harry." the older entity coaxed as he kept guiding the apple across the table.
The power of telekinesis was more direct than telepathy. It had been two hours since he'd started learning to use telekinesis and this was the first time he'd gotten the apple to move more than a few inches. He mentally struggled to keep a hold of the piece of fruit and frowned when it began to slip. Focusing harder, Harry jumped as the apple exploded and sighed with applesauce all over his face.
The One-Above-All calmly wiped her own face off and smiled patiently a she levitated another apple onto the table. "You almost had it that time, Harry. Now let's try it again." he decided. His groan as he dropped his head on the table made the older entity smile wider with the wet squish of the pulped apple on his forehead impacting the wood.
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"Very good, Harry. Now let's try five apples at once." ∷ GROANNNN ∷
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During the five days and nights Harry spent with his father, the supreme entity explained many things to him. He explained about their family, who and what Harry really was, the nature of Harry's true form as the embodiment of the omniverse itself, and about his powers. His gems gave him infinite and absolute power over space, mind, soul, reality, time, power and ego. Together they granted Harry the power of omnipotence, omnipresence, omniversal existence and omniscience. However his father's power exceeded his own and until Harry mastered all of his gems in their entirety in addition to locating and absorbing his crystal he would not be whole.
There were three essential entities to all things. First was his father who embodied the supreme forces of origin and destination which meant that if he ever ceased to exist then there would be no beginning and no end thus nothing would have ever been made or have had a destination to go to. In second place was Harry who embodied the concepts of creation and existence meaning that if he was ever unmade then nothing could have ever been created and nothing could have existed. Third of the three was the Living Tribunal who embodied causality and judgment thus without him nothing could be decided and there could be no cause or effect. All three were known as the supreme entities bearing the same powers and if any one of them ceased to be then so would all that were excluding each other.
Because of this danger they were immortal and completely indestructible as a safeguard against the loss of the omniverse. Harry's powers sustained him with immortality and self-sustenance. He didn't need food to eat, water to drink, air to breathe or sleep to rest. If he wanted to indulge in those things he could but anything he ingested would simply cease to exist and he didn't gain anything from any of those activities. They were essentially just useless to him.
Both Harry and the Living Tribunal served their father directly and autonomously with no authority over each other. Though Harry was older and more powerful his authority was considered equal to that of his younger brother. Below them were their younger brothers and sisters who took the roles of the embodiments of Death, Oblivion, Infinity, Eternity, Order, Chaos, Love, Hate and an infinite number of other concepts. Unlike the three of them, the smaller cosmic entities had numerous copies of themselves with one in each universe of the omniverse while the three of them were each completely unique unto themselves.
While he didn't have control over his ability of omniscience, his Ego Gem could answer any query he thought of. It also slowly leaked knowledge into his mine about things he thought of. Some of his memories began to come back to him as well starting with the whole of his time as a mortal allowing him to remember every instant of his life in the guise of a human. His Mind Gem naturally increased his intelligence exponentially resulting in the discovery that the more he thought the faster and more complex his thoughts became on an involuntary basis which it would continue to do so until he learned to control the effect.
Though he had the potential to become completely unassailable and immutable Harry was far from such a state as he was. Worse was that even with his growing intelligence and learning curve he still would take approximately twenty-one years to fully relearn and master his powers. Not being able to die was one thing, he had never been able to die but that didn't stop him from being harmed. There were worse things than dying.
Of his powers, Harry's father explained that telepathy was the ability to sense, create, manipulate or absorb psionic energy in one's self or others. This allowed one to read or control the minds of others through concentration. He taught Harry to read minds and communicate telepathically first. It was followed by psionic shield which allowed Harry to protect his mind from intrusion or attack by blocking off psionic energy from entering, leaving or being manipulated in his mind by other telepaths. Psionic blast was the opposite and allowed him to release pulses, bursts and waves of psionic energy to lash out at the shields or minds of others which allowed him to cause pain, render someone unconscious, put them into a coma or even kill other forms of life just by thinking. Sentient beings were not the only possible targets either as animals, plants and even bacteria produced psionic energy that could be used.
Telekinesis was explained as the ability to create, manipulate or absorb kinetic energy. It was the energy of motion, friction and force. His first lesson was on manipulating objects with telekinesis from moving them to levitating them by making the kinetic energy manipulate in different ways greater than the forces already imposed upon them. He discovered that he could "feel" an object he was manipulating similar to how he could feel something with his hand. Exercises for that night ranged from turning an atom around in a circle to moving entire galaxies they could see in the distance from the surface of the planet from one end of the horizon to the other. The Supreme Being had enjoyed a good laugh when Harry repositioned the stars to form a smiley face in the sky.
Flight was something Harry also learned rather quickly. By increasing the kinetic energy in his body directed up to a greater force than that of gravity he could levitate objects. The same principle was applied to his body. His body could endure for speeds of up to just under mach one before he started to lose consciousness. He could exceed those speeds but his father explained that he would need to master telekinetic force fields before he could fly at supersonic speeds and he wouldn't be able to exceed the speed of light in the dimension humans reside in due to the laws of physics within it.
His final lesson from his father was on enhancing his physical traits. To do so he had to charge his body with kinetic energy. Through the amount of enhanced kinetic energy within his body all of his physical attributes were greatly increased such as strength, endurance, stamina, durability, speed, agility, dexterity and reflexes were enhanced to superhuman levels. He could lift in excess of one hundred tons through the use of the ability but his durability couldn't surpass high velocity wind vacuums cutting his skin so he was still stuck at subsonic speeds even while running with his enhanced attributes. Telekinetic force fields were his only hope for supersonic speeds with telekinesis as things were. Blunt force trauma wouldn't have much effect on his body though.
On the sixth day Harry's eyes opened to find himself lying on his back in a comfortable waterbed large enough to fit four adult humans side by side without having them touch each other. It was a room that was done up in an earthy colored marble. "Good morning." a cultured voice greeted causing Harry to bolt up in the bed and charge his body with kinetic energy on reflex. Light filled the room as glass walls that had been darkly tinted turned clear and began to display all kinds of information in computer windows from the stock markets his uncle had read in the papers before beating Harry when he lost money due to bad investment choices or the weather. "It's six AM on the morning of September 2, 1991 and the weather in Scotland is seventy-one degrees with scattered clouds. The monthly deposit has been made into your trust fund account and your schedule of classes has been arranged."
Turning his head from the view of the castle, lake and village beyond Harry looked around his room in confusion. "Who are you? And how can you work here? I was told that technology doesn't work in magical areas." commented the boy.
"Wizards and witches do not have power lines or power grids so there are no places to plug things in. Batteries can also not be obtained in wizarding society so when batteries die out the magical people largely assume that the device is broken rather than out of power. My design is far more advanced than normal human technology. I am equipped with holographic, communications, artificial intelligence and various other technologies. In my design are ion absorption nodes which take the ambient energy of the atmosphere and turn it into power for me to work." explained the machine. "My design is called "Just A Rather Very Intelligent System." You may call me JARVIS for short."
Still somewhat disoriented Harry looked around his bedroom. "What trust fund were you talking about?" the entity wondered.
"I believe a bank statement is in the box on the night table beside your bed. The sunglasses beside it are called Heads-Up Display or HUD Sunglasses. They will connect you to my systems from anywhere in the world that you are." Jarvis confided.
On the nightstand was something he assumed to be the care package his father had constructed for him. He found a letter on top of an ornate black box resting atop a table near the door beside a thick portfolio. It was addressed "To my son" prompting him to open the letter and begin to read.
:: Dear Harry,
It is currently Monday, September 2, 1991 when you are reading this which is the morning after you regained full fusion with your powers. This dorm room is yours as are several other properties around the world that I have prepared for you. I have also set up a trust fund that will keep you very well off while also doing a lot of good for the rest of the world. Details are inside the box and your account manager will take care of things like bills so you can get used to managing your money before you decide if you want to start working on it yourself.
I've included a few items I think will do you some good. One of these things is a computer while the other is a slightly larger and more advanced version of the computer. Both look like large pieces of crystal but are extremely useful. The smaller computer is more compact and easier to carry in public while the larger one is better for things like reading, using for lessons on your powers or observing media like music and movies.
Various identity papers have also been included in your paperwork. These are mostly things for if you want to escape being noticed by the public but good to have in any event just in case. Your original name was Nemesis, in recent years you have known yourself as Harry James Potter. I've chosen the name Genesis Ambroise Chevalier to be your true name. It means Immortal Knight of Creation but what name you go by is up to you.
What you do is up to you, Harry. You've missed out on so much and I regret that I never gave you the support you needed. In your master bedroom you will find a backpack with everything you will need for a backpacking trip around the world. A pair of suitcases with five million French Euros total is on your bed to start you out with. It's for you to get anything you need or want while you are preparing to strike out on your own. Clothes might be a good place to start and Jarvis can arrange a fitting for better clothing any time you need it.
As an immortal cosmic entity you will not need food to eat, water to drink, air to breathe or sleep to rest but you can do these things as well if you so choose. None of these things will benefit you in any way and food or water you ingest will simply cease to exist within your body though. Your powers will sustain you instead. This will help you if you choose to spend your time training.
The portfolio beside the box is information on the various Death Eaters, Order of the Phoenix members, British Ministry of Magic employees and their crimes both before and after their trials. It also has lists of their supporters and sympathizers in addition to pictures, videos, recording, stored memories and the locations to various evidence caches of these crimes. Reports on your childhood and the different offenses done to you are also included within it. I suggest that you keep these files as leverage against anyone who causes you any real problems rather than reporting the situation to the International Confederation of Wizards. I've already sent reports to on these things as well as the illegal monitoring charms and magically binding contracts made by Dumbledore that your powers overloaded last night to their headquarters in Austria. Your computer can take you at any time as can your gems if you need to leave and a delegation from the International Confederation of Wizards will arrive by the end of the day to take your statement of what happened to you.
Always remember that your family is proud of you,
Elohim Yahweh
The One-Above-All ::
Harry was actually rather surprised as he turned from the letter to look at his care package. It a large black box covered with ornate golden runes around the seam. On the top was a strange golden symbol that was a large "A" fused into an omega symbol. Three commas were fused to circle each other inside the omega symbol while a hexagon enclosed the entire thing. He was more than a little curious as he examined the runes on the seam and began to read. "Protection… divinity… existence… cosmic power… space… mind… soul… reality… time… power… That would mean… To protect creation." the newly reborn entity read off. An odd sense of comfort came from that.
He put that out of his mind and looked at the things still inside is care package. First, a checkbook wallet bearing the same seal as the logo on the box it came in. There were several check booklets inside it along with an ATM card, a credit card, passport, and an identification card that named him Genesis Ambroise Chevalier. Much to his interest he had a copy of each with his birth name instead. A silver magical business card holder that bore "his" insignia on the top in gold was also present and enchanted to magically produce infinite business cards when opened according to the note attached to it. Last inside was a magical fountain pen engraved with both of his names and bearing the emblem from the box behind them.
Underneath it was a file folder which had a lot of paperwork inside. Harry was the most surprised by the bank statement. To be honest it was shocking to know how much money his new… old… well his "father" anyway, had afforded him. It probably had another reason behind it but he didn't think too long of that as he read through the statement again.
∷ Union Bank of the World
Statement for Genesis Ambroise Chevalier
Account Manager: Sefa Krause
Current Date: September 2, 1991
Current Time: 6:05:40 AM
V.I.P. Vault 01
Liquid Assets: 2,207,000,000,000.00 USD
Gold: 358,761,934,112.00 USD
Assorted Gems: 1,191,573,952.89 USD
Total:
In USD: 2,566,953,508,064.89
In Euro: 1,926,164,730,261
In Pounds: 1,686,231,449,518
In Yen: 239,192,835,007,099
In Wizarding Currency:
Gold Galleons: 254,910,973,988
Silver Sickles: 9
Bronze Knuts: 19
Cumulative Interest: 4.9
Annual Compounding Term: 12 times annually
Total Cumulative Annual Interest:
In USD: 128,644,351,855.75
In Euro: 96,530,853,603
In Pounds: 84,506,459,202
In Yen: 11,987,286,536,882
In Wizarding Currency:
Gold Galleons: 12,775,010,114
Silver Sickles: 13
Bronze Knuts: 3
Estimated Value of Assorted deeds, patents and stocks:
In USD: 510,270,981,419.95
In Euro: 380,413,148,909
In Pounds: 342,472,939,824
In Yen: 47,224,017,901,213
In Wizarding Currency:
Gold Galleons: 50,672,391,402
Silver Sickles: 3
Bronze Knuts: 1 ∷
Under the statement was a full read out of his transactions and his limitations. At the beginning of each month the interest was deposited into a trust fund account. Any bills or taxes he owed were paid from that which equaled out to nothing due to how much was donated to charities each month despite whatever properties and investments he had. He couldn't touch the main bulk of his money and anything he didn't spend from his trust fund at the end of the month was divided up amongst several different preset charities for the less fortunate. This meant that pretty much at any given time he had 1,064,574,176 Gold Galleons, three Silver Sickles and twenty-six Bronze Knuts that he could spend.
Though he was surprised at the amount of money, he got over it quickly. Money didn't matter to him much. He was just happy that he had enough to get by without needing to be burden on anyone and judging from the changing time, it was enchanted to be self updating. Several properties were his including a luxury penthouse in London. A few other properties were his including what was listed as "Chevalier Manor." Even stranger was the list of what appeared to be several large estates, three additional penthouses, a number of businesses, over half a dozen houses and apparently one private island which evidently was under some sort of magical ward to keep anyone but him from finding it without his permission.
Beneath the folder, Harry found a smaller box which he opened. It was smaller and thinner than the care package but large enough to hold two crystal things. One was a small rectangular prism about three inches long, one inch thick and one inch wide. The other seemed to be made of the same substance but was ten inches in tall, six inches wide and eighteen millimeters thick and opened like a book. From the soft felt lining of the box's interior, he pulled the strange crystal prism and sighed as he sat alone in the room. "What are you for?" he asked himself only to flinch as the prism lit up.
Strange symbols formed on the surface of the device and Harry watched it with curiosity as he sat in his chair. "Scanning…" it said in a computerized female voice. He watched as a wide spread beam of what looked to be laser ran over his entire form. The light show stopped a moment later as the symbols flickered. "Scan complete. Identity confirmed as registered owner. Greetings, Genesis Chevalier."
"Err… Hello. Who… or what are you?" the confused boy questioned.
The device flickered with light and symbols as it replied much to his interest. "I am Dominus Objective Crystalline Electro-Matrix Unit-144085A. My primary function is to be an all purpose and analysis tool. I possess all accumulated knowledge from the Earth up to the year 3999AD in my databanks. My functions include scanning and analysis, access to all reference material stored in my databanks, remote uplinking, holographic projection technology, teleportation technology, trans-time injection technology and access to all forms of communication including the infonet, what you may now know as the internet." it answered. "You may call me computer if you like."
"Okay. What is trans-time injection technology?" he wondered in with interest.
An image of a strange hourglass design formed in the air as the prism projected it for the boy to see. "Trans-time injection technology is the primary form of temporal transportation used since its creation in the year 2250AD. It is more commonly known as time travel." the device lectured.
Interested, Harry thought about that and began to consider what that meant for him. He frowned in thought before speaking to the device. "What is my next goal in using my powers?" prompted the teen.
More lights and symbols formed on the surface of the prism as it calculated a response to his inquiry. "The seven gems integrated are registered as the gems which allow for control over space, mind, soul, reality, time, ego and power. A large artifact known as the M'Kraan Crystal is not yet incorporated into your being. It is the central nexus of all the omniverse and functions somewhat as a heart to the omniverse itself." the computer stated. "Your first task is to master the powers of the mind gem. It allows the user to boost mental power and access the thoughts and dreams of other beings. Backed by the Power Gem, it is possible to access all minds in existence simultaneously. Using this gem, the bearer can increase or decrease the mental ability or faculties of any being, grant sentience to any being or thing and possesses virtually limitless psionic potential including telepathy and telekinesis." the computer stated.
That sounded like a lot to get down to Harry. He frowned as he looked at the image and contemplated what he would be learning. "How long will it take me to master the mind gem?" he asked.
"Current projections suggest a time period of approximately three years until mastery of the mind gem is achieved. Access to other powers is not limited and may be experimented with outside of training if desired." it responded. Harry's groan of dismay filled the entire living room as he sighed. "Your next exercise is known as Telepathic Tracking and allows a telepath to monitor the minds of those around them in order to sense where they are, their intentions, their surface thoughts and many other things." For almost fifteen minutes Harry listened to a lecture on his next exercise.
His dorm room was rather impressive if he were to be honest. It was large with a bedroom that had numerous technological advancements like holographic touch screen glass for the outer glass walls. There was a solid marble wall across from his bed that turned into a one hundred inch touch screen that worked as a television and view screen in addition to being a giant computer. A luxurious bathroom with a pool style bath and a shower enclosure were present while the toilet was in a cupboard-like room. Why he would need a toilet he didn't know but his father had put one in for whatever reason. He took a quick shower and noted that there was a large wardrobe built into hidden compartments in the wall his bed was against. Dressed in a black silk button up dress shirt with a matching undershirt, a pair of Italian leather dress shoes and a black silk necktie embroidered with slightly raised black diagonal stripes Harry walked out of his bedroom and began to explore his dorm room.
A large office of high tech computers and machines was next door to his bedroom. It looked like a combination of an office and a workshop with more than a dozen clear screens that worked like the glass walls of his dorm, mobile robotic arms and machines, office supplies, and a wide range of other things were in place. His desk looked expensive and had a holographic worktable beside it. Some experimentation revealed that he could control the holograms with hand gestures and move them around the room as he wanted as well.
There was a living room with a state of the art entertainment center. Surround sound speakers, a huge two hundred inch screen built into the wall, several game systems and a wide assortment of movies, music and games were organized around the living room. The outer wall was made of the same glass as those in his bathroom, office and bedroom. Each segment turned like slats to allow him to walk out onto a wide covered balcony on the side of the main tower of the castle which circled around his area. A Jacuzzi, swimming pool, barbecue station and sauna were built in and according to Jarvis the entire dorm room was hidden by the netting of subatomic energy flows known as "wards" to keep anyone from seeing or locating the room unless he gave them permission.
Past the living room he found a professional kitchen with everything he could have possibly wanted. Cooking was one of the things the Dursleys had actually insisted he learn. They sent him to several culinary colleges and restaurants to learn to cook and work. If anything was even slightly below Five Star Superior Luxury quality then he was beaten severely. Of course, his aunt was the one who took all the credit and the Ph.D. doctorate in culinary arts for his work along with all of the ribbon and awards his cooking brought claiming it was all her.
In the foyer by the door was a large closet with an assortment of coats. He selected a black ankle length leather coat with long sleeves which was red on the inside like the Gryffindor robes and bore a Gryffindor crest on the left pectoral. On the back was the same insignia as the one on top of his care package. To his surprise he found the old steamer trunk he'd brought along containing the school supplies that Hagrid had assisted him in buying. A new briefcase was present and Harry put his larger folding tablet computer into it along with parchment, a magical fountain pen from his office that had a note that it would never leak or run out of ink, his books and a few other things inside. His wallet, a stack of one hundred thousand Euros from the briefcases in his room and his smaller computer went into the breast pocket of his coat while he put on his new sunglasses.
It was just before he could leave the room that he realized he didn't have a wand. That was due to the strange wand sitting in a stand on the table by the door. Harry lifted it up and examined the item as a rush of magic made the room shiver. The wand was sleek and about thirteen inches long. His glasses followed where his eyes looked and enlarged the image while listing its information such as that it was thirteen and one sixteenth of an inch of pine which symbolized creativity, life, longevity and immortality. A core of one of the feathers from his wings dusted in ash from a phoenix symbolizing rebirth, immortality, new beginnings and renewal of all things. Another thing about it was that the entire thing had been coated in the same weightless but indestructible golden metal his body and feathers were made of in his representation form. Oddly, he could sense a mind in his wand.
In his representation form, everyone saw him as what their minds would perceive the concept of "creation and existence" to look like so one could see him as a being composed of light while another right beside them might see an expanse of space in the shape of a human since their minds couldn't perceive what Harry and other cosmic entities saw. A reptilian creature would see something like itself while an avian would see its own kind. Since they couldn't mentally handle his true form their minds formed a representation and imposed it in the optical processes. He paused and pushed the thought away as he forced his mind to stop wandering and focus back on his surroundings.
With the wand slipping into a provided scabbard that he put on his belt Harry picked up his briefcase and opened the door. He stepped out into the corridor and shut it. Though he could see through the web of subatomic energy he had begun to know of as quantum strings humans wouldn't experience anything more than solid wall even if the door was open. Still he locked it and pocketed his keys and turned to regard a large hole in the outer wall of the tower. After a moment he disregarded the hole as unimportant and moved on to the stairs.
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For several minutes he navigated the moving staircases of the grand stairwell. When he got to the ground floor people were coming back into the castle from breakfast. Some of them looked at him strangely as he passed. He ignored them he followed the arrow in the display of his sunglasses towards his first class. The first year Gryffindors followed him closely as he moved down the center corridor to the main courtyard.
A fourteen year old boy with Hufflepuff robes noticed him and hurried over looking concerned. "You're Harry Potter, right? I'm Cedric, Cedric Diggory. I heard what happened. Are you alright?" the human inquired.
"Oh? And what, exactly, do you believe happened?" countered the entity patiently.
The human seemed to be startled and pointed to the shattered remains of the top of one of the smaller towers, the hole in the side of Gryffindor tower and another in what appeared to be a set of dormitories. "The explosions, of course. Dumbledore's office exploded along with the first year Gryffindor's dorms, the owlry and a potion of the wall in the seventh floor corridor. The headmaster was sent to St. Mungo's after they dug him out and nobody could find you. They thought you were dead." explained Cedric.
An arm wrapped around Harry's shoulders and a lanky looking ginger boy let a stupid smile form on his face. Harry had met him on the train to the school. His name was Ronald Weasley and it seemed the idiot had gotten too used to Harry being polite. "As if some little thing like an explosion could take down my friend, Harry!" proclaimed the ginger.
"Let go of me, Weasley." Harry ordered and put a hand on the ginger's side before shoving him hard enough with telekinetically enhanced strength to make him sprawl on the grass of the courtyard. "I do not, at any point in time, recall referring to you as my friend. Simply because you have an annoying habit of following me around and I attempted to be polite yesterday does not make you anything of the sort. Don't touch me again." Students laughed as the ginger boy's face turned as red as his hair in embarrassment and anger. He was ignored as Harry turned back to the fourteen year old human. "In reference to your concern, the explosions were caused by me. Several illegal monitoring charms and magically binding contracts were connected to me without my consent by Dumbledore and my powers overloaded them all causing them to explode. A full report of the incidents and those involved was sent to the International Confederation of Wizards last night. By the end of the day the reports will also have been leaked to the worldwide media along with a number of other reports I've sent in about various other infractions he, Rubeus Hagrid and Minerva McGonagall have committed."
Something peaked at the edge of his telepathy and Harry turned to look at an offended seeming elderly woman. She had square glasses and her black hair was up in a tight bun as she stormed up to him. "Is that so, Mr. Potter? And exactly what are you accusing me of?" demanded the woman.
"Last night I was assured that a delegation from the International Confederation of Wizards will be arriving by this afternoon to take my statement. Please be sure to make yourself available for questioning at that time. Good day, Professor, Mr. Diggory." With his response completed Harry turned and walked on across the courtyard towards his first class of the school year.
End Chapter 1
Translations:
Genesis Ambroise Chevalier – Immortal Knight of Creation
Author's Notes:
Chapter 1 of Book 1 is now complete. Harry's started learning about his powers and he's not taking any guff. How will this change the series? Until next chapter, read, review and enjoy!
