A/N: Fahrenheit vs. Celsius – which would you imagine the Wizarding World would use? Both scales are actually hundreds of years old but the Fahrenheit scale is older by a few years. I can imagine wizards using the more odd scale . They Fahrenheit scale is based on the temperature of briny water with a set ratio of salt to water (0 degrees) and the estimated temperature of a healthy human body (originally put at 96 degrees). The Celsius scale didn't become the world standard until metrification became official in the 1950s and 1960s. I know that only America and a few other minor places use the old system – but Wizards are not known for common sense.

Also, as to the mentions of the Twilight Zone and other works of fiction, I would point out that there might be differences between the shows as we know them and the shows that might have existed on Harry's Earth because there exists a world of magic in the background.

Pt 10: Getting Under Way

Harry made his way to Odo's office and went inside. "Deputy Constable Potter," Odo said upon seeing his visitor.

"Constable Odo. I will need to make arrangements to take anywhere from two weeks to a month off," Harry said.

"And the reason for this?" Odo asked.

"I will be visiting Earth. Regardless of the fact it isn't my Earth, there are things I need to check out and I will at least need to check in with His Majesty Charles VIII, King of Great Britain and the United Kingdom. Due to my Knighthood, propriety requires it."

Odo nodded. "Can you not more precisely define the period of your absence?"

Harry shrugged. "Due to circumstances, I need to travel on Starfleet military vessels rather than civilian. It all depends on what ships are where and what their planned routes are. It could take three days to over a week to get between Earth and here. Add the time for the return trip and the necessity of probably a week there – who knows how long it will take?"

Odo nodded. "Do you know when this will take place?"

"Commander Sisko will inform me of my itinerary. As soon as he tells me, I'll tell you. I just wanted you to know it's coming."

"Very well. Thank you, Deputy Potter. I will be expecting it when it comes."

Harry nodded and withdrew.

For the next few days, not much happened that was out of the ordinary. Harry went on duty, often patrolling for trouble-makers and petty thieves. On occasion, he ran into Jake Sisko and Nog out together.

For the most part they were fairly out of the way, mostly watching for ships to arrive and depart. Sometimes, they got it in their head to pull jokes on passers-by. While they tended to annoy Odo to no end, Harry was half amused. His only lament was that their jokes tended to be extremely juvenile. In his opinion, the Marauders or the Weasley twins would have been able to pull much more clever pranks.

That didn't mean he didn't come down on them like a ton of bricks when he caught them.

Finally, Sisko called him to his office.

Upon his arrival, Sisko said, "Mr. Potter. I have good news. I have an itinerary for your trip to Earth."

Harry nodded in interest. "Oh, good. When will I leave and how will I get there?"

Sisko handed him a pad. "The USS ShirKhar is making a supply run here and will be arriving in two days. It will then proceed toward the Federation core. It will meet up with the USS Sutherland, which will then be returning to Earth. It will take about five days total. I've taken the liberty to request that the Captain of the Sutherland assign a crewman who can teach you how to get around on modern-day Earth as I am certain it is far different than what you are used to. As to your return, the contact at Starfleet Headquarters that will assist in that planning will meet you upon your arrival. If nothing else, there is a scheduled departure nine days after your arrival which can get you to a science vessel that is scheduled to be deployed to the Gamma quadrant. The details are on the pad."

Harry quickly reviewed the pad, and it was as Sisko had laid out. "Thank you, Commander Sisko. I will make arrangements with Constable Odo, and confer with the Steward's Office. While I will be bringing almost all of my things with me as there is no real effort in doing so, I will return to the same quarters I've been using. I'll warn Lt. Dax before I drop the subspace field before I leave and erect it again on my return."

Sisko nodded. "That will be fine, I'm certain." He paused. "While on Earth, would you mind stopping off at my father's restaurant? It's in Baton Rouge. You can have a good meal and drop off some things and possibly pick up anything he might want to send."

Harry shrugged. "No problem. With my abilities, there is no practical limit as to what I can transport. Check around with all of your people and have anything you want to take with me to Earth ready before I leave. Let them know that if there is anything they want me to bring back, that arrangements can be made."

Sisko looked at Harry and said with some amusement, "Maybe I'll put an order of a thousand photon torpedoes in to Headquarters. You can bring them back with you."

Harry laughed and then became serious. "Honestly? Arrange for me to do some testing to ensure that there will be no accidents and I'd be perfectly happy to do so, as long as it's safe."

Sisko was taken aback. His statement had been made in jest. But if Harry was able to provide …. "What is the effective cubic storage space you can travel with?"

Harry shrugged. "Big enough. I don't know if there is a practical limit. It's often called an expanding bag and no one has ever found a limit for that expansion." He smirked. "Consider that I worked with a woman who meticulously planned and I spent tens of millions British pounds and two years to pack everything that might be needed for any circumstance I might find myself in: I have a lot of supplies. And I nowhere near have filled my bag yet."

Sisko gave Harry a long look. "Let me get back to you on what might need to be transported."

Harry nodded and, saying goodbye, left.

Harry spent the next two days getting everything ready for travel. He had planned on removing everything from his quarters and dropping the space-expansion charms and the minor wards, but ultimately he decided that if he was returning there was no reason to do so. He did, however, bring his books.

Besides, he had a whole bunch more furniture if he needed it.

"Computer. Time, station and standard."

"Station time is 08:17. Federation Standard is 12:14."

Harry nodded to himself. There were still a few hours before he was scheduled to board the USS ShirKhar. The supply ship would be docked for 12 hours and he likely could board at almost any time after they docked and before they left.

Harry tapped his comm badge. "Potter to Sisko."

"Go ahead."

"Commander. I'm pretty much prepared for departure. Where should I go to pick up the things I am taking with me to Earth?"

"Meet me in Cargo Bay 7 in 20 minutes."

"Okay, then. 20 Minutes." He tapped his comm badge.

He looked around and there was nothing left to pack. He carefully tied the bag around his neck and looked at the elves. "Okay, guys. Let's go."

"Yes, Master Harry/Master Harry Potter."

The two elves followed along behind their Master/Employer as he made his way toward the cargo bay via the Promenade. Harry nodded toward the other Deputies that he had recognized as they traversed the way. Many looked curiously toward the elves as few had actually seen them or even heard of them. Harry ignored the stares while the elves were torn between their ingrained response to hide away and the new paradigm of being considered as important as any other sentient being.

It was only their trust in Harry which allowed them to walk with apparent boldness right behind him. (They refused to walk next to him as they still had certain ideas about propriety.)

Harry arrived to the cargo bay ahead of Sisko and the three waited patiently for him to arrive. Only a few minutes had elapsed when Sisko showed up with Miles in tow. "Mr. Potter. Good. Are you ready to pack a few things?"

Harry asked in reply, "What needs to be packed up?"

Sisko went to a locked door and disengaged the lock. All in all, there was less than three cubic yards with of things that he was to take with him. "Pfft. That's nothing." He pulled the bag from his neck and handed it to Dobby. "A single room trunk should be enough, Dobby."

"Yes, Master Harry Potter." Dobby reached in and the the throat of the bag expanded to accommodate his arm. He felt around until his face lit up and he pulled his arm out. Sisko and Miles were confused when he only had a small box. Dobby handed this to Winky.

Winky took it and put it on the floor. Once it was there, she snapped her fingers.

Sisko's and O'Brien's eyes widened in shock as it expanded until it looking like nothing more than a vintage steamer trunk. Winky opened the lid and looked at Dobby, who was already levitating the first items over to her. She would take over the levitation and control it until it was inside.

The Starfleet officers were in silent awe as the two elves completed the operation – it took only two minutes to get everything packed. Winky looked at Harry, "Is that all, Master Harry?"

Harry looked to Sisko, who looked to Miles. Miles shrugged and said, "If it's that easy, there are a few pieces that were deemed too large or too trivial to transport which the engineers at Utopia Planetia would have preferred to actually see before they tried to fabricate replacement parts. It's not critical as I sent the scans, but they do have much more precise scanners there which would allow for less fussing during installation."

Harry nodded. "Well, get them here. I still have a couple of hours before I get on the ship." Harry paused and said, "And think of the parts that you wished you could get from Earth which are considered too much effort to actually transport. I know that you intensely dislike the Cardassian replicators. Maybe a can bring a passel of Federation ones back with me."

Miles' eyes lit up. "I would love to not have to deal with those monstrosities."

Sisko considered what was being said. "Mr. O'Brien. Get some of your people to bring the items you want taken to Utopia Planetia. I'm going to put in a subspace call to Starfleet Headquarters and see what I can get approved based on the ease of transporting things in this case." He turned to Harry. "Would you mind waiting here for the items that Mr. O'Brien will be sending?"

Harry grinned and pulled his wand. In the style of his late Headmaster, he conjured a garish chair for himself and two comfortable stools for the elves (they preferred stools to chairs). He then sat down and looked at Sisko. "I'll be here."

Sisko took a long look at Harry and, nodding, almost stalked out of the Cargo Bay shaking his head. Miles, who had been trying to stop himself from reacting in front of the Commander, finally let it go and snickered. "I will say this, Harry. You do have style."

Harry laughed in response and watched the man retreat out of the cargo bay, making calls on his badge as he did.

An hour later, a much larger pile of items had been brought to the cargo bay. Some were things that had malfunctioned and some were extras. Finally, only Ops level people were present – Miles and Sisko had been joined by Dax.

Harry looked at the items. "You know, the strictly mechanical items I probably could have repaired if you'd asked. But maybe it's better to get them scanned or repaired back on Mars so that they can work out the best way to do so without relying on my abilities. You never know if I might end up needing to go elsewhere."

Miles agreed. "I would have come to you if it was critical, but I agree."

The three Starfleet members watched as Harry shrunk the items that were too large to easily move. He then had the elves retrieve a different trunk so that the items for the shipyards could be isolated and the trunk was packed and soon put away.

When they had finished, Harry looked at the three officers and grinned at their looks of incredulity. "Well then. I believe I have everything."

Sisko nodded. "Yes. The Sutherland will make a stop at Mars for two hours to allow time for you to unpack. You'll then go to Earth Orbital Control. You can make arrangements to go where you need to from there."

Harry nodded. "Alright then. Where do I go to get to the ShirKhar?"

Commander Sisko said, "They're docked at Lower Pylon 3." He tapped his badge. "Commander Sisko to USS ShirKhar OOD."

"This is the ShirKhar OOD."

"Your VIP passengers prefer to enter through the docking connection rather than use the transporters when possible. Where and when should I send them?"

"Stand by, please." Those in the cargo bay waited for a minute. "ShirKhar OOD to DS9 Commander Sisko."

"Go ahead."

"I've alerted the Second Officer, who currently is overseeing the loading and unloading. Send them to the airlock entrance. I will have Crewman Richardson outside the docking ring and he will bring them onboard. As soon as Lt. Commander Melanski meets them, Richardson will take them to their assigned quarters."

"Thank you. Sisko Out." He tapped his badge. He said to Harry, "I believe you heard all of that?"

Harry nodded and said his goodbyes before leading his elves to go meet the likely member of the ShirKhar's security squad. Harry knew that on Starfleet Vessels members of Security often directed any civilian passengers. He wasn't a representative of a foreign or Starfleet government and so he didn't rate a greeting from the Captain. He wasn't part of the commercial or scientific elite and so didn't rate a greeting from the First Officer. As a matter of fact, the fact that the Second Officer was greeting him was a surprise – he would have thought the man too busy to deal with the minor matter of a civilian needing transport.

Still, the crewman was waiting for them and, after being led onto the ship and being introduced to the Second Officer, he and the elves were safely ensconced within the VIP Quarters on the ship. Crewman Peterson showed him around.

The Miranda-class ship he was on was fairly decent. He was shown the area where most crew ate, though his quarters had a replicator.

Because the ship was configured as a supply ship, which included personnel, there was a bar area reminiscent of 10-Forward on the Enterprise (or so he had been told), two holodecks used for recreation (one larger, one smaller), and large storage bays surrounding the shuttle bays where visitors' gear could be stored, in addition to anything that the ship might be transporting for delivery.

Harry had limited access to the computer as he was not a member of the crew, but it was sufficient to allow the elves and himself to spend time studying.

Harry was actually feeling a little bit of anticipation mixed with nostalgia as the Miranda-class USS ShirKhar got underway.

Soon after the departure of the USS ShirKhar, Miles O'Brien was in Ops, looking at the Replicator which he had just repaired properly so that it would create the required foods and drinks properly. He gave a smile and walked away.

Neither he nor anyone else was in the position to see the small, hidden booby trap placed years earlier activate and begin to infect everything around it.

Over the next two days, not much happened with the trio of travelers as far as interacting with anyone else. Dobby and Winky looked after Harry while studying in shifts and Harry split his time between studying and using the computer skill he had been learning to begin programming rudimentary parameters for live-performance holo-programs.

Having a database of music, including many music videos, Harry had been wondering how they could be useful. He had checked the history records of his new world and had been surprised that quite a number of advancements from the 1990s and 2000s had not taken place here because of the Eugenics Wars.

The Augments and the entities behind their creation were responsible for much of that. In order to control the scientific advancements so that no one could compete their own creation so as to avoid challenges against them, the biggest suppression had actually been methods of data storage and data transmission.

There had been no World-Wide-Web – or not one that Harry would recognize. The primary means that Muggles had on his own world of communicating and passing along information had been, in this universe, highly controlled and limited by governments.

In his own world, any scientist could, theoretically, pass on to any other scientist – or any other person for that matter – details on areas of research, advancement, and methods of recreation of results by simply putting it in a database which could be accessed from around the world.

The Chinese, in this world, had been isolated, first because of their Communist government which the rest of the world seemed to view with suspicion and then by being conquered by Kahn Noonien Singh. Kahn was, culturally, more Indian than anything else, though the Augments had not been raised to follow cultural norms.

When Kahn had conquered Asia, he had suppressed China ruthlessly. He had used the scientific base of that region to advance the cause of space travel rather than commerce with the world. Harry knew that in his own world, there had been no DY class ships created to send people off into the deep of space. There had been no successful creation of artificial gravity. The science of cryogenics was left to enthusiasts and crackpots rather than being backed by governments and corporations like it had been in this world.

Digital tape had been the main means of storage in this universe until much later. This had resulted in computer development being much different as well. On his Earth, data storage was still done in binary because computers understood on and off. In this Earth, data storage had largely transitioned to a quad storage method because computers here were built on a trinary data structure – computers understood on in three different states as well as off. There were still systems based on in the binary on and off as well as others based on positive, negative, and off. Magnetism was used to control plasma and anti-matter here rather than used as a method of data storage.

Federation computers were, on the whole, far more complex than the ones he had been exposed to on Earth.

That being said, there was much development of his own Earth's "Basic Computer Technology" which did a more efficient job in some cases compared to the local computers.

Still, because scientific advancement had been left to advance the interests of governments and corporations rather than entertainment, recordings from the 1970s (when Augments had first started working behind the scenes) and later were quite limited. They didn't even have Star Wars in this universe! The science fiction television shows of Battlestar Galactica and Babylon 5 were also missing from the cultural databases. The Terminator movies were not to be found. There had been no Twilight Zone.

According to the history records, Rod Sterling had been employed by the government in some fashion rather than creating a television show which had often served as a means of teaching morality in science and had given warnings against too much government control of society.

The Twilight Zone had been the first television show which dealt with the concepts of aliens more realistically. Though aliens had been often cast in a bad light, it had humanized the concept of the alien, allowing the average person to consider that alien life might be quite like their own, with all the virtues and failings that their own society might have. It also taught that the morals of aliens might also be far different than their own.

There were also more mentions of magic being used for good and evil in the Twilight Zone episodes that he had watched. Harry guessed that there might have been Muggleborns working on the show because there seemed to be a bias against the concept of supremacy based on ancestry, in addition to the bias against giving too much power to governments.

The entire sixth season of the Twilight Zone actually seemed to teach principles which would be useful for people to understand if they suddenly ran into magical creatures or beings. The episode which demonstrated the stupidity of cheating magical bankers was especially entertaining to anyone who had ever dealt with Gringotts.

All in all, this universe seemed to be culturally more barren in many respects while being scientifically less cautious of counting costs. Harry truly didn't know if it was a good or bad thing. Humans had started moving to the stars here, while his own world had not seen a similar rise of despots (outside of the magical world).

And so, Harry spent his free time converting the musical recordings and, using the likenesses of bands from music videos, and recorded performances to create concert and store settings for holographic playback.

Harry had already created a holographic concert of Pink Floyd and another for Genesis. Once he had worked out the best system of recreating these, he allowed the computer to start taking all of his music recordings and began creating performances for every band he had on record. Harry was really looking forward to Queen's Wembley Stadium concert as well as seeing the Beatles perform – though he was considering editing out the screaming hordes of teenage girls which were common at Beatles concerts.

Finally, 6 hours out from the scheduled rendezvous with the Sutherland, the computer alerted him that the first batch of holographic concerts were ready. He immediately called up the list of available concerts and grinned. He then checked the availability of the holodeck, and his smile became wider. He booked it. Harry then turned. "Dobby. Winky. I'm going to run a holographic program. It's going to be messy and very loud and full of muggles – and not the type of mess that you can clean up. Do you want to see it or would you rather prepare for our transfer?"

Dobby and Winky conferred in the way they had and then Dobby said, "Master Harry Potter should go and enjoy himself. We will study and then prepare for leaving."

Harry stood up and said, "Okay, then. Just have the computer contact me if you need me. I'll be back in a couple of hours. I'm off to watch the Beatles."

"Of course, Master Harry Potter." Harry, grinning, left.

Dobby looked at Winky and asked, "Is it strange that Master Harry Potter is going to look at beetles?"

Winky shrugged. "Master Harry is likely studying about bugs. It is called entomology. I just don't understand why looking at beetles would be loud."

Dobby shrugged himself and the two returned to their studies.

Considering that the Beatles were a well known band which had been on this Earth as well, Harry got permission to alert any other passengers and off duty crew that the concert was being played on the holodeck.

Harry was happy to greet about twelve people who wanted to see it with him, which surprisingly included a couple of non-humans. The Bolian was not that much of a surprise but the Vulcan was. The Vulcan was a member of the Medical department.

Harry spoke to him a little nervously. "While you're free to join us, I should warn you that this is … quite chaotic and human emotions will be on rampant display."

The Vulcan nodded. "I understand that. While it will might seem illogical for a Vulcan to be interested in such an event, I believe it will be a valid tool to understand the cultural history of Humans. It will go along with my studies of the behavioral sciences."

Harry shrugged and replied, "Very well then. Feel free to enjoy yourself." He grinned. "I recommend a seat in the back so that you can watch the performance and the audience."

Harry turned to the door and activated the program. "Computer. Activate Holodeck Program Beatles Concert 1. 13 users. Please include seats ranging from the middle to the back of the venue." The computer beeped.

As the doors closed, the visitors were surprised to find a door with a pile of tickets. He turned. "To get the full experience, we're going to come out onto the street outside the theatre in a fairly advantageous place in line." He picked up the tickets and handed them out, ensuring that the Vulcan got a seat in the back. He actually took a seat near the back as well because he was interested in seeing the entire program running.

They then walked through the door to find themselves in a line near the door to the theatre. There were about ten people in front of them and several hundred behind them. This included a lot of older teenage girls from 1960s Earth in poodle skirts and other period costume. Some of the conversations around them were quite immature. The "parent" holograms present were indulgent but were careful to keep their teenage children from violating social norms.

There were quite a number of adults as well, which meant the visitors were not out of place.

They were allowed in and ushers directed them to their seats. Harry was interested to see a few more Starfleet uniforms show up during the seating process.

The only deviation from an actual concert was that, regardless of where you sat, you heard the music clearly. Other than that, it was a fairly accurate representation of a mid-1960-s Rock concert.

When the concert finished, directions from the stage were given to stand up and get ready to exit. When everyone walked out of the theater, they found themselves exiting from the holodeck.

Harry waited for everyone to exit. "Okay. What did everyone think?"

Most of the crew were appreciative. A few expressed disconnect on having to deal with teenage girls around them but liked it overall. Harry answered that criticism.

"I will be creating different versions including a setting with a more mature audience. This is the default as it is as accurate as I could make it to actually what took place."

The Vulcan commented, "In the future, should a fellow Vulcan claim that Federation Humans are too illogical and emotional to work with, I will have them experience the program to give them a comparison between modern Human society and what it was centuries earlier. I believe they will then understand that Humans now are far better than they could have been."

Quite a number of humans actually laughed at that though the Vulcan remained fairly stoic. He hadn't actually been attempting a joke.

Harry stifled his own grin. "Yes. I am certain it would be most instructive. I'll leave a copy of the program in the database for your use, though I am not ready to publish fully yet. This will be one of several programs that will be available as a package."

The Vulcan nodded and withdrew.

Several of those who had come took the time to thank him before going off. Harry then made his way back to the cabin he had been in.

Harry took the time to transfer the work he had been doing to movable storage. He sent the copy of the program as-is to the Vulcan crew member.

When Harry was alerted, the three made their way to the transporter room. Harry was surprised that the Captain actually sent him off.

"Captain Sissaac. Thank you for seeing me and my retainers off. I am a bit surprised because I was certain that our presence and departure was quite too trivial for your personal attendance."

The Vulcan Captain looked at him and replied, "While I do not normally personally handle matters dealing with those whom we transport, your status as a VIP passenger is of sufficient import for me to at least handle this final detail myself. Also, I was asked to convey the greetings of Captain Forester and to inform you that you shall be received with full pomp and circumstance as befitting your station."

Harry was confused. "Pomp and circumstance? I don't know if that is required."

"When I confessed my own lack of comprehension as to the necessity, he explained that his ancestors included several members of the Black Watch and that he would not shame his ancestors."

As soon as the Captain said, "The Black Watch," Harry immediately understood. His was a Knight of the Thistle and his father's family had ancestors who were Scottish in addition to those who were Welch and English.

Harry commented, "Understood. Please give me a moment."

Sissaac nodded and watched with curiosity. Harry turned to his elves and said, "Full dress." The two elves nodded and snapped their fingers. They were now dressed in the manner more proper for retainers of a Knight.

Harry pulled his wand and transfigured his own casual dress to a duplicate of the clothes he had worn when he had attended his own Knighting – the actual costume was packed away. Harry did reach into his bag and retrieve the small case which he had placed for easy access when he would present himself to the King.

Dobby took the case and held it open while Harry withdrew the awards and medals and put them on. Winky, meanwhile, carefully inspected him to ensure that there was no imperfection. She then accepted the pouch that Harry normally carried and the two elves ensured that it was packed away. Winky put the pouch around her own neck, ensuring that it was out of sight.

Dobby looked up. "We are ready, Sir Harry."

Harry nodded and he turned to the ShirKhar's Captain. "We are now ready to depart."

The Vulcan looked at him for a moment and said, "Fascinating." He then motioned for them to move to the transporter pad. Once they were arrayed, he gave the customary Vulcan gesture of farewell. "Live Long and Prosper."

Harry raised his own hand in a mirror motion and replied, "Dif tor heh smusma."

The Vulcan Captain raised his eyebrow in some small measure of surprise and then said without looking away from Harry, "Energize."

As soon as the transport was complete (Harry still disliked the sensation but it wasn't debilitating) he immediately noticed that the room he was in was different than the one he had come from.

Before him stood the Captain of the Sutherland, Captain Forester, along with several officers. All of them had their dress uniform on.

A crewman off to the side sounded a bosun's whistle. Forester stepped forward and gave a credible British salute. "Welcome, Sir Harry, to the USS Sutherland. I am Captain Christian S. Forester, Commanding." The man's Scottish accent was mild but present.

Harry returned the salute and replied, "Thank your for receiving me. I am Sir Harry James Potter, Knight of the Thistle, Holder of the George Cross, recipient of the Order of Merlin 1st Class. Permission for I and my retainers to come aboard?"

"Permission granted."

Harry then started moving forward. To himself, Harry hoped that Captain Forester would soon lighten up – formality could get quite tiresome after a while.

OMAKE on Harry's answer to "How much space do you have?" I decided it was too long winded and painted Harry as still giving out too much information, but it gives you an idea of some of what I conceived of Harry bringing with him.

"I don't know. But just between me and you, consider this: Within my small bag I have enough supplies of enough types to live a life of decent comfort on any world that has breathable air and free space to set up a house or farm. I even have the pre-planned pieces for a large greenhouse in case I need to grow magical plants or food plants separate from the local environment. I have tanks of compressed Earth air, save for the carbon dioxide portion. And I even have a few trunks of dry ice to provide that. I have the dirt that might be needed for such an endeavour, and I have the fertilizer. I have seeds in sufficient quantity and variety to cover a few square kilometers or more if necessary and enough bees in stasis to pollinate said plants. I have seeds for trees of various types in case I need to grow a windbreak around such a farm. I do have the ability to gather or create water using my own skills – so I didn't bring more than a thousand gallons of that. I worked with a woman who was a meticulous planner and I spent millions of pounds to outfit myself for anyeventuality. I even have a large quantity of items that I brought specifically to barter as needed to obtain supplies I didn't bring. I have food sufficient to feed myself and my elves for a couple of years. I had to plan for a century of life wherever I ended up – and it had to self sustaining should I somehow end up with children who came after me. And with all of that, I haven't taken up a tenth of the room I have available."