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(Last Time)

"Also Starfire." Harry said as she looked over at Starfire, their faces a few inches apart. "I think I know what we will be doing over the next few days?"

"What?" Starfire asked with an excited grin, looking forward to whatever he was planning next.

"Do I really want to know?" Raven asked with a resigned sigh, not moving away though, as she really did want to know what he was up to.

Harry smiled as he saw their reactions, his gaze shifting back to the datapad as he looked over the profile he had currently pulled up. "Well, tell me, have any of you ever heard of the Helmet of Fate?"

Both Raven and Starfire shook their heads at that.

"Well, get ready too, as we are going to steal it!"

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Chapter 6

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(With Harry, Starfire and Raven)

Salem, Massachusetts.

It was a wet and dreary place, but more than that, it was an area steeped in folklore and history due to the infamous witch trials that once took place here.

Several hundred years ago, scores of innocent people were executed in the town by the local mob got for allegedly practicing witchcraft.

But from what little Harry knew, of all those murdered, none of them were ever actually guilty, after all the magical world was an insular society, and, as far as he was aware, very rarely engaged with the non-magical humans, even back in 'ye olden' days.

No, if he were to hazard a guess most of those that died here were just innocent women or unknown visitors to the area; just average, unexceptional people who the overly superstitious and suspicious denizens of Salem targeted and persecuted because they were different, or stuck out in some way.

The people who were really capable of magic, those that were gifted with reality altering powers; they were probably almost complete unscathed by the witch trials that swept both the Old World and the New World. Then again, considering real witches and wizards had access to magic, they had many advantages over the magicless humans, especially back then when they were still technologically backward bumbkins.

That said, it wasn't just their access to and ability to wield magic, though, that probably protected the real magicals. It was likely also the fact that they had an entire society to fall back on and to protect them. A society that was hidden from the rest of the world by multiple layers of wards and charms, and the tireless work of the different magical governments who, in the centuries since the wizards had gone fully into hiding, had been maintaining the Statute of Secrecy.

These societies weren't just small groups of wizards and witches, either. Instead, they were fully functioning, autonomous and complex civilizations some of which were millennia old, and all of which looked after their own and ensured that in one of the rare few cases where an actually magical was captured, they were freed post-haste and their existence was erased from the memories of the non-magicals, or muggles, as they liked to call them.

That said, in all fairness to the ignorant peasants that had lived in Salem back then; the anti-witch hysteria that took place, despite being directed at the wrong people, was not without merit. After all, Salem was a hub of magical activity, a nexus point of magical energy and a home to one of the wizard's hidden societies, the largest one in the New World in fact.

The community here in Salem, from what he had heard, was built up of magical beings and races, and it had existed long before the Europeans had first set foot in the New World, and he had no doubt that it would remain long after the non-magical's themselves were gone.

Looking around at the damp misty forests, and the sodden, miserable landscape, however, Harry couldn't really see the charm of the place. He certainly couldn't see why people would actually choose to settle in this dour, miserable landscape.

It was certainly a far cry from where they were previously.

Just the day before they had been in Gotham City, enjoying the luxuries of a five star hotel, even as they wiled away a week in pampered bliss. It had been great. They had dined out every night, and had wandered the more expensive areas of Gotham, liberally spending money and just having a great time.

Harry smiled at that thought.

The last few days had been fantastic, and then they arrived here, in the arse end of nowhere.

Glancing left and right along the road, his gaze momentarily lingering on the warm, cosy heated seats of his purloined car, Harry continued to try to find the place they were looking for.

He had got the coordinates for it off the data pad he'd taken from Batman, so he assumed it was accurate.

Yet looking around now, he couldn't see a thing.

Just an empty field, a broken stone wall and along stretch of road.

"So, friend Harry… are we lost?" Kori asked, a slightly befuddled expression on her face as she looked over at the empty field they were standing in front of, before looking back over at the scowling Harry.

Glancing over at her, Harry could see to his chagrin that the Tamaranean was a bit more conservatively dressed than she had been previously. Gone was her tight, skimpy purple outfit that outlined her form in all the right ways. Instead, she just wore a baggy purple T-shirt, some skinny blue jeans and a pair of leather boots. Her long wait length red hair was tied back in a loose ponytail. She still looked great, but the pervy part of him missed her more revealing outfit.

Still, she was happy, and that was all that really mattered. The alien princess had wanted to try to blend in a bit better, even if her orange skin, well above average height, and perfect statuesque figure did give her away somewhat.

Glancing over at Kori, or Starfire, if he used the English version of her name, Harry gave her a slightly strained smile before he once again went back to flicking through Batman's data pad, his brow furrowed in frustration as he looked up again, surveying the nearby landmarks before looking back down at the data pad.

His pad was currently displaying a map, one which was supposed to reveal the location of the Tower of Fate, a hidden base used by an incredibly powerful, but surprisingly unknown, mage of sorts called, Doctor Fate, or using his real name, Kent Nelson.

The guy, from what he had read, was apparently an ex-hero who had long since retired; a former A-lister according to Batman's information, who was now little more than a has-been. Essentially, just a tired old man whose glory days were long since passed.

But also a has-been who happened to be an avid collector of all things arcane, and a wielder of a mysterious, and incredibly powerful and valuable, magical item, the Helmet of Fate.

Unfortunately, despite knowing the basics of the guy's bio and location, and having analysed his possible abilities and weaknesses –according to the data pad Kent Nelson was a mediocre third-rate hedge mage who just happened to wield a powerful magical artefact–, Batman's information didn't have much else.

Aside from a brief summary on just what the Helmet could do, plus the possible drawbacks and weaknesses associated with relying on a power amplifier like the Helmet, there was no information on the security measures Kent Nelson had in place around his home.

"No," Harry finally replied, a bit of his frustration bleeding in his voice as he once again looked around at his surroundings, his eyes narrowed as he tried to find any sign of the tower, only for him to once again find nothing. "According to the map on Batman's data pad, this is the location of the Tower of Fate, it is supposed to be right here in front of us."

"Are you sure you are reading it right, maybe we should ask for some directions?" Kori said, trying to be helpful as she floated a foot or two off the ground, her long, waist length red hair swishing around behind her as she looked around hoping to see someone who could help.

She did in all honesty make a magnificent sight, and in any other circumstances Harry would have stopped and stared.

Unfortunately, though, he was a bit too frustrated to give the glorious sight of the flawless Tamaranean Princess more than a cursory glance, as he instead went back to looking at the data pad.

"I don't need to ask directions, I have a map." Harry replied, not liking the idea of having to ask for directions, partly because he doubted any of the locals would be able to help, but also because his manly pride couldn't take the hit.

Looking up from his data pad and staring at the field in front of him, he idly raised his hand and clicked his fingers.

From where his fingers met, a weak, dome-shaped shockwave of swirling, green energy appeared, and then rushed out in all directions, rustling the grass as it spread.

Harry hummed to himself as he watched the results of his experiment.

He had never done anything like it before, but the idea was to use the energy like a sonar to try to locate the hidden, possibly invisible, tower.

Only for nothing to happen as the expanding wave of energy swept over the whole field and came into contact with nothing but air and plant life.

"It has to be somewhere, I mean, how the hell can you hide a big, magic tower…" Harry paused after saying that, his eyes widening before he let out a sigh of irritation.

He should have worked it out sooner.

Closing his eyes, Harry began to push out with his senses again, this time trying to sense any magic in the air.

Despite not being able to use magic like a regular wizard, he still had a tangential connection to it.

His senses, from what he could tell, were naturally sharper than the average humans, and his control over the chaotic energy that dwelled within him was pretty decent. What he used wasn't exactly magic, or at least as far as he was aware, it wasn't. But it had a similar enough… resonance, or wavelength maybe, that it allowed him to sense magic… it wasn't something he had practiced with, as he had only ventured into the magical world a few times, but from memory he was able to sense when magicals were near.

Frowning as he felt a disturbance in the air in front of him, he kept his eyes closed as he identified that there was a lot of ambient… energy… magic, around him but couldn't quite lock in on it.

If only he had a second opinion…

Eyes snapping open, Harry turned around, suddenly looking over at his other companion as he did so. Raven, the beautiful yet mysterious, black cloaked, grey skinned girl who hand been travelling with him for the last few weeks. Someone who had been strangely silent since they had arrived at the field half an hour ago…

"Raven…?" Harry said, a large smile on his face as he saw he had gained the girl's attention.

Noticing his gaze, a slight smirk spread across her usually bored face, a gleam of amusement very much noticeable in her eyes as she met his gaze.

"You've just remembered that I can use magic, haven't you, and that I have a better chance of being able to find a magically hidden building than you?" Raven said in amusement.

Harry had to hold back a groan at her words. The girl had likely come to that conclusion before they had even arrived in Salem. After all, he had mentioned that this Doctor Fate was a mage back in Gotham, and it only stood to reason, using basic common sense, that he would use magic to protect his base, and as the only magic user in the group well… the answer seemed obvious in hindsight.

Either way, from what he could see, she had certainly worked it out before him. Only instead of sharing her realisation with him, she had instead she had just stood back and watched him spend the half an hour just gone getting frustrated.

He felt like an idiot, and he couldn't even be angry either, after all it was the kind of thing he would have done if the shoe was on the other foot.

"Yep." Harry replied after a moment, a smile now on his face, his previous frustration completely forgotten as he gave his cloaked companion a charming smile. "I can sense there is a lot of magic in the air, but I can't quite narrow it down. Could you…?"

"Use my abilities to try to find the Tower for you?" Raven finished for him, a very slight smile spreading across her face as she seemingly brushed aside his sudden revelation that he could sense magic, and instead focussed on the matter at hand.

"What a fantastic idea!" Harry said, a grin now on his face as he swung his arm around Raven.

Rolling her eyes at his comment, Raven slipped out from under his arm, not noticing the very faint frown that flashed across Starfire's face for a moment. "It's no use, I have already checked. I know the tower is there, I can sense its presence and know exactly where it is... But I don't think we will be able to get in without a key, or at least something that can break through the powerful wards that are surrounding it."

If Raven expected Harry to be disappointed by the bad news, then she was wrong.

Instead of getting angry, a thoughtful expression crossed Harry's face as he thought about the issue at hand.

It was unlikely that he would be able to find a key to the place, but breaking down the wards… that was possible. After all, from his brief time raiding the bookshops in Diagon Alley for useful info he had come across several tools that could drain or disperse wards –getting around magical protections were one of the first things he looked at, followed closely by a bit of research on the other sentient magical beings in the world aside form wizard and witches–, the only problem was getting them. After all, they were not that common, and from what he could imagine, they would be expensive.

If only he was near a large magical settlement, say the largest magical community in the New World...

Turning around, Harry looked over at the nearby city of Salem, the home to the largest magical community in both North and South America, a place he had visited once before the last time he was in America.

"Well, that shouldn't be too much of a problem." Harry said, a grin on his face as he turned and began to head for the road. His smile widening as he approached the Mercedes he had purloined when in Gotham and slipped into the driver's seat.

As the other two got in, Starfire quickly taking the passenger seat whilst Raven took the back seat, a curious expression on her face as Harry absent-mindedly used a little telekinesis to start the car. Before, without another word he put the car in gear and gunned the accelerator, the car pulling away from the pavement with a screech of its wheels and a roar of its engines.

"Where are we off to now?" Kori asked loudly, raising her voice, so it could be heard over the sound of the engine as the car raced down the highway heading and towards the nearby city.

"Yeah, I would like to know that too, I mean I never thought you would be the type of person to give up so easily." Raven added as she looked out of the window, watching as buildings shot past them.

Hearing their questions, Harry slowed the car down as he left the highway and joined the busy city traffic, before he began to drive deeper into the centre, keeping his eye out for familiar landmarks as he attempted to navigate from memory.

Slowing to a crawl and complaining faintly under his breath about people 'driving on the wrong side of the road', Harry turned to them with a grin. "And you would be right, Raven, I never give up. Luckily, though, I have an idea of how we can get into that tower, and know exactly where we need to go next."

"That's most good friend Harry!" Starfire said enthusiastically as she looked out of the window, curiously eyeing the human city as she did so. Ignoring, as she did, the strange looks she received from the other passing humans when they noticed her orange skin.

He smiled at Kori's words, and the girl smiled back as she took her eyes off the city and looked gleefully over at him.

"And that place would be?" Raven prompted, her lips twitching upwards slightly as she heard Starfire's enthusiasm, it truly could be infectious sometimes.

"The magical side of Salem, of course." Harry said with a nonchalant shrug, as he looked over at Raven. He had honestly expected her to have already figured it out, after all, she was quite sharp. Only for him to frown as he saw the confusion on her face. "You do know about the magical society within Salem, don't you?"

"No," Raven replied, her brow furrowed, her eyes filled with confusion, and perhaps a bit of hope as well. "I wasn't even aware there were any magical societies out there, or at least no fully established ones…?"

"Oh," Harry replied more intrigued than ever about Raven's past, after all how could a girl clearly very talented in magic, even if it wasn't mainstream wand magic, have not at least heard of the wizarding world.

Harry had always assumed that least everyone capable of using magic had at least heard of it, even if they had never entered.

That Raven had not even heard of it, when even he had, that was surprising to say the least.

"Well yeah there is an entire world of magic made up of multiple different races and a working and thriving society. Of course, it's completely hidden from the vast majority of the world with ancient and extensive wards, some of them dating back millennia. Hell, even Batman knew of their existence, though I guess that because he had a couple of magic using friends like Doctor Fate who told him about it, nothing more than that. Or at least that's what I got from his data pad." Harry shrugged.

Raven frowned in response. "If it is so well hidden, how do you know about it, then?"

It was a good question, and one that got the attention of both Koriand'r and Raven, as they both looked expectantly at Harry.

Shrugging as he saw their inquisitive looks, Harry saw no point in lying. After all he liked the pair of them, more so than most people he met, and he was hopeful that they would continue to travel with him for the foreseeable future. Because of this, he was willing to share a little bit about himself with them, it was like he was concerned about them knowing about him. After all, he didn't even have a secret identity.

"Well that's simple." Harry shrugged, before pausing, a slight smile playing around his life as he saw Raven scowl and gesture for him to explain.

A part of him was tempted to leave her in the wanting more, especially after what she had pulled outside the hidden Tower.

In the end though he relented. He was an arsehole, but not that much of an arsehole.

"I'm pretty sure I was born a wizard. Just who my parents were, I'm not sure, as they either copped it when I was young, or abandoned me. I'm honestly not sure. My aunt told me they were degenerates that died in a car crash, but she was a cunt, so I'm not sure I believe a single thing that came out of the puckered arsehole she calls a mouth. But still, I am pretty sure that at least one of my parents, maybe both, were magical. Which is why I was born with magic, not that I ever really learned how to use it... But yeah, I was born with it and in a way it protected me, and also… changed me due to… well, never mind. But yeah, I was a wizard, and in many ways still am. I've even visited the British magical society a couple of times, initially to try to find out who I am, and then later for shits and giggles. It was… odd, but also pretty cool. Though, a word of warning. The wizards there are kind of arseholes." Harry said with a shrug.

Raven frowned as she heard his words, before a moment later her frown softened as she paused and looked over at him, a hint of concern and sympathy flitting across her face as she held his gaze.

On Harry's other side Starfire also looked slightly sad, and put her arm around him, a gesture which was confusing and unexpected, but no less appreciated, after all he could feel her side boob pressing quite snugly against his arm as she moved to hug him.

Cocking an eyebrow curiously as he saw the way they were looking at him, a look of dawning realisation quickly crossed his face as he worked out why they were reacting like they were. His look of realisation rapidly morphed into amusement as he shook his head.

"Hey now, at this point, there's no need to feel sorry for me. I never met them, they died when I was just a baby, and well, you can't miss what you've never experienced or met…. And besides, I'm really not bothered by it. After all, they went and died when I was just a sprog, and… well obvious it didn't do any harm, I mean look at me, I'm awesome!" Harry finished gesturing to himself as he did so.

He was wealthy and powerful, and he did what he wanted, when he wanted. He lived a carefree life, without responsibilities or expectations He was happy, so why on earth would he want parents who would dictate to him what he could and couldn't do?

The very idea of it repulsed him.

Raven blinked in surprise at his words, her expression almost disbelieving.

Likewise, Starfire released him from her clutches, as she instead leant back and gave him an odd, searching look.

It was like neither of them believed him.

Coughing into his hand at that, Harry revved the car and picked up the speed as he continued through the city centre. This conversation had just got very awkward.

From beside him, he could see his two companions share a look, before a few moments later Raven suddenly changed the subject. "Ok, so I am confused. If you were born a wizard, why aren't you able to use magic?"

Internally sighing in relief at the change in topic, Harry smirked slightly as he glanced sideways at Raven, an amused expression now on his face.

"Luck and happenstance." Harry replied glibly before he noticed the intensely interested look on Raven's face and decided to expand a little. He could understand why she was so interested, after all he had just nonchalantly revealed to her the existence of a whole society of magical, of people she could possibly relate to. "When I was a kid, I found an irradiated piece of kryptonite. Being the curious little tyke I was, I decide to pick it up and take it home with me. Suffice to say, exposure to the rock caused me to mutate, making me into a Metahuman of sorts."

"Kryptonite?" Kori spoke up, her brow furrowed in confusion.

Turning to look at her, Harry remembered that she had only recently come to this world, which of course meant that she wouldn't know about recent earth history.

Giving her a smile Harry decided to explain, turning his car out of traffic Harry began to drive through some backstreets. As he did so, he idly tugged the necklace out from under his shirt with a free hand and showed Starfire the faintly glowing shard of green rock on the end of the necklace. This rock was the very same stone Harry had found all those years ago, the one that had changed his life forever. "Yeah, this is Kryptonite. Apparently a couple of years back, a planet called Kyrpton was destroyed and one of the fragments from the planet travelled through space and struck earth, breaking up in the atmosphere and showering the planet in Kryptonite as it did so."

Reaching out, Starfire leaned closer to Harry as she looked at the shard of Kryptonite her green eyes gleaming with fascination.

"So are there a lot of people who have powers like you, then?" Starfire asked, no doubt assuming that if multiple pieces of Kryptonite rained down on earth that it was likely that many others were affected just like he was.

"No," Harry replied with a slight smile as he slipped the green shard back beneath his shirt, where the slightly warm crystal once again laid flush against his chest. "Most people who are exposed to Kryptonite are not really effected, not unless they are either really young, there is a boatload of the stuff, or they ingest it or something like that. Even then, the majority of people affected die, mostly of cancer, only a lucky few gain 'superpowers' from the exposure."

Starfire nodded at that, sort of understanding what Harry meant.

Raven too, already aware of Kryptonite and its potential effects also nodded. "So that's what you meant before about your magic protecting you. It saved your life, but at the cost of your magic."

Harry cocked an eyebrow in response to Raven's statement. "Who said I was no longer magical? I may not be able to cast spells like the rest of my kind, but that doesn't make me any less magical. If anything, it makes me more magical than I was before. The Kryptonite mutated my magic, making it many times stronger and giving me all sorts of funky psychokinetic powers, powers that are magical in nature. If you ask me, I am beyond any normal member of my species, after all my power is pretty damn powerful and versatile. It's more than a match for magic. I've not even found the limits of my power yet."

"You're also very humble as well..." Raven commented dryly, getting a smirk from Harry in response.

From just a glance, Harry could tell she was holding back several things she wanted to say. A number of which, he guessed, were less than complimentary.

Deciding to get back on the topic of her main question, however, instead of saying any of the number of things she was most likely thinking, Raven shifted forward in her seat. "So, this magical society you mention, what's it like?"

Harry paused as he heard that, before he shrugged and started to explain. After all, Raven might not be a wand wielding magical like Harry's kind, but she was still magical, and as far as Harry was concerned, Raven had a right to know more about the wizarding world.

"Well to start with it isn't particularly big. In fact, from what I remember reading, a magical census was taken a couple of years ago and found that there are only around one hundred and fifty thousand of them in the world, barely enough to populate a large town, with there being substantially fewer other types of magical humans less than a thousand tops. The majority of the magical population is based in the Old World, with around twenty thousand in Britain and forty thousand in the rest of Europe. With the remaining ninety odd thousand or so spread around the rest of the world."

"So many." Raven muttered, her eyes wide and far more expressive than usual. "And they all live together in settlements like this one in Salem?"

Harry cocked an eyebrow at that, after all considering that there were over sixty million people in Britain alone the world's magical population was minute. "Some of them do, I mean from what I know there are a couple of very small, purely wizarding, settlements around the world, mostly in Europe. Most magicals though, just live alongside the muggles, that's what they call none magicals or at least they do in Britain. I think in America, the wizards call them 'Nomag' or something ridiculous like that."

Raven cocked an eyebrow at his words, and he could already guess at what. 'Muggles' after all, was not the most sensible of names either.

"I am confused." Starfire spoke up, interrupting Raven and Harry's discussion. "If they live alongside ordinary humans like you said, how have they not been discovered?"

Harry smiled at that, it was a good question. "Through experience, I guess. Magical societies have been around for more than five thousand years, dating back to Ancient Egypt and beyond. They probably got used to covering their tracks and messing with muggles when necessary. Nowadays as technology advances and the muggle population expands there are entire teams of wizards dedicatedly working to keep the existence of magicals secret, through any means necessary, think 'magical secret police', and they're right annoying pricks too. I've had a bit of a to-do with them before now, and I'd they're persistent and tricky, and definitely best worth avoiding, if you can."

"And who controls these groups? And why have I never seen them before?" Raven spoke up with a frown.

"They're control by wizarding ministries, magical governments based in the countries that host a large amount of magicals and run by wizards and witches. Quite similar to how the muggles governments work. As for why you haven't seen them... Well, that is likely because they have not got you registered as a magical and instead think you are some kind of Metahuman. That or they just don't know about you yet. The wizarding governments might have magic, but it doesn't make them any less incompetent than their muggle counterparts."

Raven rolled her eyes at his cynicism, not at all amused.

Leaving Raven to her thoughts, Harry's attention once again turned to the road as he drove the three of them deeper into the backstreets of Salem, easily navigating through the narrow streets.

"So where exactly is the Salem wizarding community based?" Raven asked as she looked around, scrunching her nose up as she noticed that they seemed to be in a particularly dodgy part of town, one that was filled with dilapidated buildings, cracked pavements and rundown little shops.

"Oh that's just a hidden high street somewhere over there." Harry said, gesturing vaguely in a different direction to where they were heading. "Not hard to find, ironically enough the entrance is just next to a place called the 'Witch House', apparently some tourist destination."

"I thought we were supposed to be meeting up with some magicals?" Raven asked, her brow furrowing with confusion. "You know, so you can find a way to break into the Tower of Fate."

"And we are." Harry replied with a shrug, idly slowing the car down as he looked out of the window, keeping an eye on the names of the streets as he did so. "The place we are heading to, though, it isn't exactly the most… reputable of places. No, it's I suppose you might say, a hive of scum and villainy, but it is also the place where I can find the magical item I need. After all, what I am after is a little too… illegal and Dark to be sold in just any shop."

"Dark? As in Dark Magic?" Raven questioned, her expression more curious than apprehensive at the mention of 'illegal' and 'dark magic'.

"Yep." Harry replied cheerfully, as he drove them down one more side street, before he parked the car at the side of road, just in front of what at first looked like just another dilapidated building.

But as they got out of the car, Starfire and Raven following Harry as he strolled up to the building, they saw the view of the building in front of them change; the bordered up windows and graffiti fading away to reveal a small, very old looking, ramshackle building. One of which was wedged between two much taller buildings, more modern looking buildings.

Glancing over at his companions as he approached the building, Harry noted that they two both seemed to see the building for what it really was; not just some abandoned old building but an old-fashioned tavern, one which was still in use as the glow of lantern light could be seen coming from behind the thick glass windows.

Seeing this, Harry noted that the protections around the building, the ones that were meant to keep out muggles, obviously didn't work on Raven who was magical nor on Starfire who was an alien. The fact muggle repelling wards didn't work on aliens was certainly interesting, and something Harry would have to look into at a later date.

Walking towards the building, Harry turned around, an amused look on his face as he saw that both Raven and Kori were looking up at the sign above the door.

"The Lusty Leprechaun?" Raven said dryly, a bemused expression on her face as she looked over at Harry.

Harry merely shrugged in response, a look of amusement on his face as he saw Starfire's cheeks darken. "I promise you it's not some magical whorehouse."

Raven cocked an eyebrow at that. "Knowing you, I am really not sure whether to believe you or not?"

"Ouch, that's cold." Harry replied good-naturedly before he opened the door and strode into the tavern. "Sensible, but cold."

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AN: So again not 100% happy with this chapter, but it does what I want it to do and more things along, and fleshes out the character of Harry a bit more. The next chapter will be mote action packed though. After all it'll involve a jaunt into the magical world, an assault on the Tower of Fate, the Justice League and some background set up for future events.

Suffice to say things are going to go differently to what happened in the previous iteration of this story on my Seagate account, and there will probably be some big consequences coming up for trying to tangle with some of the big hitters. Suffice to say this Harry is used to dealing with street level stuff, and what's coming with be a wake up call. I will say here is the turning point where things become very different from the original version, plus more Harry Potter elements will get involved, even as Harry becomes more known to the wider world and multiverse, including to some of the more dangerous individuals that dwell there.

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