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R.I.P
Robbie Coltrane
1950-2022
"No good sittin' worryin' abou' it. What's comin' will come, an' we'll meet it when it does"
'Thoughts'
"Speech"
$"parseltongue"$
{D}Dragon Tongue{D}
System Prompts
/:EITS:\ - end of scene, time skip
Error in the System
Chapter 4
Let the Challenge Begin
1st September 1994
Harry was panicking, full on panicking he had remained in the entrance to the carriage staring at the window floating in the centre of his vision. 'Survive the tournament, why would I need to survive the tournament. Crouch Jnr is still with crouch Snr and Wormtail is with the ICW awaiting transfer to a secure facility" and last week he'd ended the remaining death eater that had escaped incarceration.
He knew the tournament was bound to happen it was too late to really prevent it, however he had tipped of the goblins about Bagmans scam. To the goblins a deal was a vow and bagman had cheated with leprechaun gold.
Nagnok had sent him a letter with a wizard's photo of bagman knee deep in dragon dung. Perhaps the wording of the quest was just a joke, or perhaps something goes wrong, maybe the dragons escape. It had happened before with the horntail, what's to say it won't happen again but with the audience as a casualty.
"Harry", said Hermione, breaking harry out of his mental tirade. "Is everything okay" his friend asked with a concerned tone.
Shaking his head to clear, he answered, "Yes, I'm fine. Just caught up in my head is all".
Hermione didn't look convinced but didn't push him. "Come on we've got a compartment halfway. Neville's with us"
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It had just gone 4 o'clock and with a few hours left of the journey, harry decided to make the best use it. Excusing himself for a bathroom break he made his way to one of the cubicles.
A strange side effect of the 'Gamer Body' was that he didn't need to use the loo, at all. Putting aside the effects his new body had, he opened the menu to see the new updates it had shown before he had his meltdown moment.
New items added to 'store'
New Skills added to 'store'
New Feature Unlocked 'Forge'
Would you like to view tutorial?
[Yes/No]
The new feature was fairly versatile. The first function was where it got its name's sake. It allowed him to turn materials into weapons or equipment, however anything he used had to be in his storage. The feature was asking him if he wanted to use his remaining Basilisk Fang to craft something with it.
When he had tried it, it showed a variety of different categories of weapons, but most were grayed out, the material not meeting the requirements, either due to the materials length or quantity. He had decided on a set of knifes, the material being enough for two. The cost to make them only 5 SP.
Congratulations!
New Item(s) Forged
'Basilisk Knife' (Quantity 2)
+2 Accuracy
+ 1 strength
Bonus Ability - When immersed in magic, has the ability to poison target with Basilisk venom. Has 10% change of paralysing the victim.
The next feature would enhance the weapon but depending on the weapon the cost varied. The cost to enhance the knife he had just made was around 1,000 galleons or 2 SP points whereas to upgrade the Sword of Gryffindor it would cost 400,000 or 800 SP. While some things wouldn't be too pricey, he now had the option to spend wizarding currency instead of relying purely on his SP.
The dismantle was fairly self-explanatory. For 2 SP per use, it allowed you to break apart an item or equipment and returning it back the original material. For example, a wand could be split back into its wand wood and wand core and his basilisk knifes could be turned back into the Fang it had been, however that would only be the case with things he had forged. A outside item would be dismantled to a standard material rather than a unique material like the fang had been.
Harry had thought about dismantling the two wands he had taken from Pettigrew. The Yew and phoenix feather cored wand the brother wand to his holly wand and a wand Pettigrew had stolen since he had last seen him in the forbidden forest. Unlike the chestnut wand Pettigrew would get around Harry's 5th year.
What Peter had had was an acacia wood wand with a unicorn hair core. A wand that according to the wand lore books would be totally loyal to the owner. Having stolen it the wand likely wouldn't even be able to cast a faint Lumos.
The store had also received what it referred to as the '4th year expansion' which included items to be used with the 'Forge' feature. The expansion included wand woods, wand cores and a number of different weapons. The skills had expanded as well. Some looked pretty good but until his SP had recovered, they would have to wait, His next SP Exchange being next Tuesday.
New additions checked; he made his way back to towards his compartment. Due to his timing the loos in his carriage were occupied so he'd had to look in the next carriage. Along the way he peered into the compartments, seeing a variety of different scenes, a group of Ravenclaw's already comparing notes, a group of first year's meeting for the first time, a couple of 7th years watching the scenery for what could be the last time.
However, it was a scene as he came the last compartment that gave him pause. Steeling his nerve he opened the sliding door, the occupant looking to him. "What do you want Potter, come to gloat".
Harry didn't know what it was like to lose a parent, his parents he had heard about later in life, the closest thing would be when he lost Sirius. He remembered what he was like after 5th year, what it was like to have no one to grieve too.
"I'm sorry for your loss, Malfoy. You don't deserve what has happened to you". Harry was completely serious when saying this, when he had killed Lucius and the death eaters, in his mind he was killing a group of dangerous murderers.
It was easy to forget that each of the people he'd killed was a father, mother or loved one. Many of them had children at Hogwarts, a good amount in his year.
"Don't pretend to care Potter. I don't want your pity" Draco snapped Icily. Harry sighed he wouldn't get anything across with Draco like this.
"It's not pity Malfoy, just... just don't be alone". Harry said looking him in the eye, trying to convey what he meant.
"I'll consider it". He said turning away looking out the window, Harry took the dismissal, closing the door he headed back down the train to spend the rest of the trip with his friends.
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The train had arrived at hogshead Station at 6:30 pm. Changed into his robes and luggage left in the carriages, harry and his compartment companions set of to take the Thestral drawn carriages.
The rain was pouring that evening. In 10 minutes, Denis creepy would fall into the lake while crossing, seeing the creepy brothers again would always be uplifting with the most energy of any first year. A carriage ride later they were dropped off in the main entrance courtyard. Quickly scampering into the castle, out of the rain.
On approach to the main hall harry was reminded of the prank caused by Peeves, his signature laugh echoing as several water balloons were dropped atop several 5th year students. As subtly as he could he called out his Patronus, one of the few ways to combat a spirit was with another spirit, with prongs chasing Peeves away much to the poltergeist apparent delight. A few of the students recognised his unique Guardian and gave him grateful looks, while others cast drying and warming charms on Peeves' victims.
Stepping into the hall gave him that feel of magic like it always did. Students had already filled up most of the hall, some eagerly catching up with other members of their house. Looking up at the head table harry took count of the teachers, all were present sans Hagrid and McGonagle.
Professor Moody had already taken his seat and was scanning the hall seemingly for threats, his electric blue eye focusing on his group before moving on. Once the returning students had settled in the doors open letting in a group of 80 first year students walked in a lot larger group then when harry had been sorted.
A larger group meant a longer sorting. Dennis Creevy once again being sorted into Gryffindor and a few familiar faces going to much the same house he remembered. Astoria was sorted into Ravenclaw after a 4-minute sorting; however, a lot of the sorting were fairly quick and after almost an hour all students sat with their new houses.
Harry and his group had sat halfway up the table so he wouldn't get to interact with them just yet, but that didn't stop Colin walking his brother up the table to meet him, the younger Creevy still wearing Hagrid's coat and slightly damp, so harry had applied a drying and warming charm for him.
When the desert was finished, the headmaster rose to the stand to make his start of term announcements. "The very best of evenings to you. Now… to our new students, welcome, to our old students, welcome back. Now we have filled our bellies and made and reacquainted ourselves with friends, I have a few start of term announcements. New students should note that the forbidden forest is off limits to all unless approved by a professor. Mr Filch would like me to remind you that the list of prohibited items has some new additions, the full list is available outside his office and in each of your common rooms.
We have a new professor joining us, so would you give a hand to our new Defence against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Alastor Moodey. I regret to announce that the traditional Quidditch house games will not be taking place this year. However, for a very good reason". Dumbledor paused slightly, ever the showman.
"Hogwarts will be playing host to the Tri-Wizard Tournament this year, in November delegates from Durmstrang Institute and Beauxbatons Academy will arrive to take part in these prestigious games. However, in light of recent events the traditional format for the tournament has been altered, with the efforts of a dedicated committee the Tournament this year will be composed of several more events to give more students the opportunity to take part in the events to come.
The audition process to select our own competitors will take place in the 3rd week of September so please read the notices available to everyone in your common rooms. Each event will have a Jnr and Snr division to allow even our newest students to compete.
For now, that is all, I wish you a pleasant remainder of your evening and an even more pleasant year". As if on que the students burst into chatter about the upcoming event. One of the few not talking was harry, who had for the second time that day froze.
New Side Quest
'Tri-Wizard Competitor'
Compete in 3 Different Tri-Wizard Events
Rewards - 2000 SP
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New Side Quest
'Tri-Wizard Champion'
Win a Tri-Wizard Event
Reward - 100,000 Galleons
New Side Quest
'Absolute Victory'
Win a Tri-Wizard Event without deductive points
Reward - 150,000 Galleons-
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23.07PM
1st September
It didn't take long for the 1st years to settle in and before long the rest of his dormmates had retired for the night. Harry had other plans, after taking the portal in the brooms closet next to his dorms harry was soon in the Chamber of Secrets. His plan was to see what he could do with the remains of the basilisk with the skeleton all that remained, he had thought about hanging from his home, however hanging such a colossal skeleton would take up a lot of room. Room, he didn't have in his house or his storage. But none of that would matter as he set foot in the centuries old chamber.
Notice.
Property available to claim
Would you like to claim, 'The Chamber of Secrets'?
[Yes/No]
"Yes?"
New property added
'Chamber of Secrets' has been added to your property list.
Notice
Decoration present in property.
Would you like to arrange.
[Yes/No]
That hadn't happened in Evans retreat. Selecting Yes, a window popped up Displaying the basilisk skeleton with a selection of poses. One had it hanging from the ceiling, a few had it in attack poses, but harry went for an upright attack pose placed in front of Salazars statue with its tail leading to the open mouth.
It looked quite terrifying, just the sight of its skeleton was enough to frighten harry. Turning back to the menu harry looked at the Purchasable upgrades, something that had been doable at Evans retreat, being able to expand rooms or add secret doors was fun, seeing what he could add to the chamber might give him an advantage.
Snake Gateway Upgrade (8)
Repair the monoliths to working condition and add a selected gateway.
Cost 250 SP
'Extremely pricey, but also handy. If I could set it up outside the main hall, I could make sure no one sneaks in to put my name in again. Just because Barty's not here doesn't mean someone might not still try'. Harry would wait till the goblet arrives, with the Tournament now changed it might not even be used. Figuring the matter could wait he decided to check on the working portals.
The headmaster's office was empty, even fawkes was gone, the Slytherin common room however still had some life. A few older years doing some reading, in the corner he could spot Malfoy sitting with Parkinson and Nott, the latter two trying to cheer up the former.
Happy that his apparent rival was at least taking what he told him to heart harry prepared to close the portal when a form crossed Infront of the gateway, the familiar form of Daphne examining the portrait he was on the other side of.
She held her hand out examining the canvas. Could she be suspicious about last June, she had acted oddly seemingly staring at harry while he had the Cloak on. Thoughts of speculation seemed to fade as he noticed something, and his last thought before he closed the gateway was how enchanting her blue eyes were.
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Friday 2nd September
It seemed pointless really, the school week starting on a Friday, the worst part was the double potions he would have in the afternoon. Be that as it may, for harry it meant trying something new.
Over the holidays harry had contacted Professor Mcgonagle asking if he could fill in his last class option. To his surprise she had accepted however he would have to take the class with the third years. Although the professor had mentioned that if he wanted to and did well with the third-year course there was the possibility of bumping him up to the fourth-year course before Christmas.
The other condition was to both Harry's and McGonagle's mirth was that he would have to drop divination. As such the first two lessons of the day he would be taking Ancient Runes with the third years. His best friends as expected had different reactions to the news, Hermione was exceedingly pleased that Harry was pushing himself further with his education and seemed ready to go on a lecture about the in-depth workings of the subjects.
Ron however had seemed confused as to why harry had added more to his coursework when the year would be busier than before. Eventually Ron seemed to accept it, though it took a promise of harry making him a multifunctional wizards chess set, with functions he didn't even know if he could make but didn't have the heart to tell him that most wizard chess boards were enchanted rather then made with runes, but he was sure he could find a set like that somewhere.
Stepping into the classroom, he was met by a sea of familiar and unfamiliar faces. Some of the third years he recognised in passing, but he was relieved to see he wasn't the only 4th Year taking the class. Taking a breath, he walked towards one of the open seats with his year mates. "Is this seat open" he asked Justin Finch-Fletchley.
Justin looked up to harry. "Yes, of course Potter. Good to see another familiar face".
"Thanks, and likewise". Harry said taking the seat. Before the professor arrived, harry, Justin, Susan Bones and a third year Hufflepuff called Alice Brooks. Harry remembered her from the last time he was in fourth year, she had been the Hufflepuff to ask him to the Yule ball. Hopefully she had a nice night without him before.
Harry was a little sad when the lesson had come to an end, runes now being one of his favourite lessons, how he'd wished he had done this in third year. Saying goodbye to his classmates, he set off descending the school to his Care of Magical Creatures Class. Stopping just short of the lesson site where he saw a familiar stack of crates.
"Not again"
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Saturday 10th September
Once everyone was back in the Groove of schoolwork, it had come time for the tournament staff to explain the games. As such the entire school had been called to the quidditch grounds to fill the stands. A lot of the gossip were about the massive Crystal's that were placed around the stadium. They were something harry had never seen before even a few years from now nothing similar had been produced.
Before his thoughts could go much further a Spell shot fired from the centre of the stadium. Professor Dumbledore stood centre stage and with a flick of his wand his voice filled the stadium.
"Welcome everyone to this demonstration, I hope you will leave here today both well informed and entertained. Without further ado I shall concede this showing to the tournament committee representative Rosa Moore". Dumbledore stepped back an official looking woman entered from the stands, a complete contrast to Dumbledore's bright robes as she wore a neat suit.
"Thank you, headmaster, as you have heard I am Rosa Moore, representative of the Tri-Wizard Tournament Committee. It is my job today to explain the events that will occur over the course of this school year. as your headmaster has mentioned the tournament will be different than previous events in the past. The events included come from all over the globe, some have been thought up exclusively for this tournament".
"The first event is the origins for this tournament, one representative from each school will be selected for this event, they will take part in three challenges throughout the year, selections will be done by an impartial adjudicator. Entries for this specific event will be for those over 17 and over on the 30th of this month. All entries must submit their name only, anyone attempting to enter another student will suffer dire consequences. Furthermore, any who are selected for this event forfeit being able to compete in the other events taking place. This challenge you can search up in the tournament's history for possible challenges and the specifics of this event will remain under wraps until the day of the event, although clues may be given along the way."
"The next 8 challenges we will be needing the help of a recent magical advancement courtesy of Taurus Industries". As she said this the crystals around the stadium lit up and in the middle of the pitch forms began to take hold, 7 players a side holding brooms.
"I'm sure you are all familiar with the game quidditch. This year however each schools' teams shall consist of one junior team and one senior team. The juniors for this and other events will be between the school years of 1-4 whereas the senior group will consist of student's years 5-7. Each league will take part in 2 matches each for 3 games overall. The team with the most scored points will be the winner". From overhead projections of players in blue and red descended joining the black uniformed representatives on the ground.
The forms changed once again, making room for a long catwalk similar to the Dueling stage used in 2nd year. "The next event will be a Dueling tournament with 3 categories separated into a senior and junior block. The three categories will be women's, men's and mixed. Each category will consist of 9 students per school".
"The next event comes from Japan. The Ice Pillars Break" the shapes changes again forming 12 pillars aside of what looked like ice standing at 10 ft tall. The competitors were on opposite ends on raised platforms. "The goal of this event is to destroy all of you opponents pillars through magic. You can attack defend or a combination of the two. The pillars need to be reduced to 20 percent of their original size. Attacks on the opposing player themselves are off limits".
"The next event will be what is known as a cope course. This is a course designed to put your physical abilities to the test". The projection changes again to what was a multi-layered assault course. Harry had seen something similar in one of the fliers Dudley had brought home. It consisted of 6 layers of swings apparatus and jumps. An event more for the physical then magical but it may still be possible to use magic depending on the ruling. "The team will consist of 10 people per senior and junior team"
"This next event calls to those of you who enjoy puzzle solving. The Escape room will test your knowledge of magic and much more. 1 team per junior and senior group with each team comprising of 7 people"
Before she had even got to the next event the projection went from a picture of an escape room to something harry had been doing his Seventh Year. "This next event is one of 2 gender exclusive events. The men's Monolith Code. Is a training event used by Japan's magical corps. This event will be split into junior and senior with each grouping having three teams of three per school.
Each player per team will have its own role. The attacker will attempt to reach the opposing monolith and complete a runes equation contained within. The defending players role is to prevent the opposing team from opening their monolith, by holding them off till their own team can enter the runes or eliminating the opposition. No physical contact can be made between players except your own team. The midfield player has the option of supporting the attack or defending players, however they are not allowed to interact with the opposing monolith".
"The remaining gender exclusive event is called women's speed shooting based upon the sport of clay pigeon shooting but taken to the max. Players will go head-to-head against one another to shoot down their corresponding-coloured projectile. Each projectile is worth a certain number of points and the first to reach 100 points wins the match. each junior and senior team will consist of 16 students per school".
When the projections changed again there was a big commotion as many students recognised the sport portrayed "The last event is a modified classic of a sport Great Britain is known for. MD football, a sport undergoing trials in several countries. The tri wizard tournament will be the first broadcast of an official game of this new sport. The sport itself follows the rules of football however there is a barrier around the field preventing the ball from leaving the play zone, as well as a barrier 15ft in the air, if a ball bounces off this barrier play continues. Each game last 90 with a 10-minute break halfway. Each school has one team with 11 players.
That concludes the events taking place this year. Full rules and requirements will be available in each of your common rooms. Furthermore, a list of prohibited Spells for each event will be posted and any spells not included on the ban list must be cleared by out trained staff. And lastly each student may only participate in a maximum of 3 events and one category of each of those events. in certain events you will either be able to wear your school's uniform, your own choice of wear once checked by the committee or protective equipment provided, restrictions and allowances are explained in the notices provided. Thank you for your time and best of luck".
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The next day had turned into constant talk regarding the new events, who would enter which event, which teams would be formed.
Hermione had signed up for the escape room along with the women's speed shooting.
Ron had planned to enter the cope course, quidditch and monolith Code. Having gotten better with his magic after getting his own wand last year had done wanders for his confidence.
Which reminded harry that he needed to do something about Nevilles wand, maybe he would need to have a word. For now, though it was the auditions week for each event. Harry had chosen quidditch, ice pillars and monolith Code.
The first holding try outs were the quidditch juniors. The heads of each House were present along with the captains who were all too old for the junior section. Draco had not stepped forward to try out, however he did still have some tough competition. Ginny and Daphne had put their name forward. Ginny had borrowed one of her brother's brooms, however it was for naught when it was announced all seekers would try with all the same brooms.
Because the nimbus 2001s had been donated to the school itself with Snape managing them it had been decided that the seven brooms would be used for the quidditch team, as such when the try outs took place, the criteria would be based on skill rather than by the price of the broom.
In the end harry had been selected for the Seeker role with Greengrass as Reserve. Ginny had managed to get a spot on the chasers along with Amelia Chambers and Zacharias Smith. Michael Mcmanus and Anthony Rickett taking the beater positions and Ron earning himself the keeper position. The first practices would start next week against a selection of teams made of the remaining reserve players.
The following day held try outs for the escape room team and cope course with Ron taking a spot on the course and Hermione after much debate found a spot with the escape room team.
The next day was busy for harry as it held the try outs for both ice pillars and monolith Code. Monolith taking place first and after a fairly quick show of his abilities in a mock match he had placed as mid position with his ability to switch between offence and defence. The long try out meant he had cut it pretty close with the ice pillars break however one of the older members trying for the senior block had told them to wait, stating they wouldn't regret it. When harry had arrived he was led to the mini arena with 6 blocks standing.
The older student turned out to be Anthony Ricket from the pick-up game at Blaise's. He simply told harry to try the same thing he did during the duelling tournament. Knowing what he had meant harry pulled out Dorea's wand, its resemblance to his wand wouldn't raise an eye. Aiming it at the ice pillars harry used several maximized reductos. Taking each pillar out in one hit. Needless to say, he had a spot.
/:EITS:\
Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into over a month, and before he knew it the delegates were due to arrive. The previous month had been torture, if he wasn't in class he was training for the events.
The line-ups had been formalised for the monolith Code. he had been put in a team with Blaise and Kevin Entwistle, a Hufflepuff in his year, practicing in a number of different situations against the other Hogwarts teams. For ice pillars break he had been used to train the other competitors shield Spells with Flitwick and McGonagle using their expertise to teach them alternatives methods. The quidditch practice had been overseen by Madam hooch and the older captains, combining the senior and junior teams for training.
The battle between Cedric, Cho, Harry and Daphne had been legendary. They were all using their own brooms but even on a firebolt harry had his work cut out for him. It was the most fun he had had in years, although Ron had his work cut out for him, being under a near constant barrage of quaffels, he had nearly come off his broom a few times.
Although with all that and classes harry had one other problem to deal with. The goblet of fire was due to arrive today along with the delegates. No one would be able to try anything during the day, anyone trying to enter someone else wouldn't be able to do it when they could be seen.
However, harry had a plan, since the start of the year he had been able to exchange coin for more SP, as such he could reactivate one of the snake gateways, one of the options actually opening inside the great hall itself, as such he could watch for any intruders. The purchase had been made the night before. He was ready, ready to nip any problems in the bud. However, ...
"Harry!" the voice of ginny screeched as a Bludger, unbeknownst to harry came hurtling towards his head. All harry felt was a world of pain before it went dark.
/:EITS:\
"The champion for Durmstrang is..."
It had been a very strenuous day for Hermione Granger. Her best friend was in the hospital wing, after getting hit by a stray bludger. 'Seriously, what's the point in a broom that can out fly a bludger if you still get hit by one'.
"Victor Krum"
A massive round of applause erupted in the hall; the already massive room had been expanded further to accommodate the large number of delegates for the tournament. Her week had been full of riddles and brain teasers arranged by the Ravenclaws to prepare for the escape room challenge.
"The champion for Beauxbatons is..."
Everyone had been going all in to train for the events. Where was this unity before. Does it really take such an event to bring the houses together.
"Fleur Delacour!"
She did still have plenty of time to put together the M.E.U.W book, several muggleborn had asked to help with it. Many able to give insight into subjects Hermione didn't know about. With the way it was going it would be done before the end of the school year.
"And finally, the champion for Hogwarts is...
."
She just hoped nothing bad would happen this Halloween. Something always seems to happen. Hermione focus turned to Headmaster Dumbledore as he announced the Hogwarts champion.
/:EITS:\
6:28am
1st November 1994
He hurt, so much. It was like having constant echoes to every thought that went through his head. Opening his eyes, he could see the sky was a navy blue, likely early morning, the ever-present clock in his vision confirming his guess. Sitting up slightly he looked out what he had realised was the hospital wing. Memories of his last action before the bludger slammed into his face.
Figuring madam Pomfrey would be by soon, she always seemed to know when a patient woke up, he looked into his storage and pulled out a Health Potion. Quickly downing the concoction, he saw his slightly lowered HP bar move to full and the stun and concussed status disappear. Almost immediately he noticed a massive difference, his vision clearing and the echoes in his head disappearing. As he thought, Madam Pomfrey walked out of her office.
A few minutes later the matron was satisfied harry was at least partially recovered but would need to stay in the med wing another day. The early rise gave harry the time to go through the store for anything he could make use of during the tournament. Buying liquid luck could have been an option except that those taking part had been told that they would be tested for potions before the event. While he didn't find anything to specifically combat dragons or swimming in a lake. He had invested in some handy skills since the selections had taken place.
"bobby" a quiet pop sounded to Harrys left as the loyal house elf appeared by his side. "What happened, did someone get to the goblet?" in leu of an answer a paper shimmered onto Harry's lap. it was this morning's edition of the daily prophet fresh of the press. on the front page was a headline that made harry smile.
Cedric Diggory Selected as Hogwarts Tri-Wizard Champion
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13th November
The day of the weighing of the wands had arrived. However, because there were so many more competitors than last time, the ceremony would be held in the main hall instead of its antechamber. This also meant there was room for more press with European tabloids sending multiple journalists. 'Oh joy' harry thought as he entered the room.
Almost instantly most of the journalists had turned towards him. With a sigh harry continued his walk into the room walking towards some of his teammates. The journalist who had been interviewing his monolith Code teammates. What followed was a brief interview, the journalist having already covered most of the questions for his team. A few questions were asked about his personal life but nowhere near as invasive as skeeters questions had been. Once the journalist had left to interview another group, a new reporter took their place.
An hour later the school headteachers had arrived along with Garrick Ollivander and the Tournament committee representative. After introductions were made students were brought up one by one to have their wand checked by Ollivander. It seemed to be going alright, that is until it got to harry. "Mr Potter, if you would". Harry stepped forward from his group having moved to his quidditch teammates, again cameras and faces immediately landed on him.
Harry approach the aged wand maker, Holding out his holy wand to him. Like before Ollivander took a moment longer than the rest to examine the wand. "Holly Wood, with a phoenix feather core. I trust it has served you well, although I sense the presence of another. Its brother to be precise". Harry could see this was coming, wands seemed to resonate with the man, able to recognise a wand from across the hall, plus according to the rules all wands had to be checked by the official in this case Mr Ollivander. Harry pulled out the Yew wand from storage pulling it out of his robes. "Very few wizards are capable of handling brother wands Mr Potter. I hope you have an alternative material; the Yew appears to not accept you".
With another sigh harry pulled out the Acacia wand. A mumble seemed to come from those observing, some recognising the wand of the Dark Lord and with the way Ollivander was talking, he was hinting at taking apart the wands to create a new one. Harry having the brother wand to the dark Lord, seemed to be the headline grabbing news, quill meeting parchment, the sound of writing filled the room.
"Quite a fine wand, Mr Potter. We're you planning to craft the wand yourself" he asked, the familiar twinkle in his eye. "That was the plan, however I'm no wand crafter, I had thought about bringing the matter to yourself but didn't get around to it". Ollivander thought for a moment. "We'll arrange a time, it's not every day I can show my craft. And this should be quite the challenge".
The man in front of him seemed years younger now he had a challenge. "Now Mr Potter anymore wands to declare".
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The following few days the news was filled with articles about the tournament, from the different events to who was taking part. Unfortunately for one competitor, several articles, picture included featured him, which events he was taking part in and his impressive wand collection. The biggest being the holder of the last dark Lords wand. When the ceremony had finished Harry had been swarmed by journalists, he was quick to explain that he had received the wand over the holidays, an anonymous letter arriving to his home in the muggle world, they seemed to be appeased by it. The biggest question was if harry knew it was the brother wand to his own. Question after question followed, but eventually Dumbledore managed to send them away.
Rita being Rita had spun her article entirely about him. Apparently, she had had a private interview with the boy who lived. An exclusive containing remarks similar to what she made last time, harry had hit his head against the table reading it. For now, harry was content to continue with his schoolwork, the first event would be the first quidditch match for the decisions the junior block had Durmstrang against Beauxbatons whereas the senior game had Hogwarts against Durmstrang.
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Monday 21st November
It was the Monday before the first task. Three days before three competitors faced deadly dragons to collect a golden egg. Stealing from mother dragons at that, not the brightest idea but surely there were more safeguards than last time. The morning held a double period with Hagrid and his blast ended Skrewt. He loved Hagrid, but he needed to choose his projects with a bit more thought for the students.
Raising a creature that could shoot fire from either end may have been safe for someone like Hagrid, but for the average human teen it could be possibly fatal. Especially given that one of the creature's parents was a manticore. "Harry, pay attention. Do you want to end up bald". Harry was brought from his thoughts by his partner for the day.
Tracey was certainly one of the few students who took this seriously, given the extra safety equipment she was wearing. Hagrid was still handing out the infant creatures to the student pairs, when one of the crates containing the mini hybrids burst apart. Boxes fell in a domino effect scattering the tiny creatures into the clearing surrounding. The students were surrounded, they climbed onto the fences trying to get to higher ground, while others used defensive shields to protect themselves.
Tracey grabbed harry by the wrist pulling him towards the larger group of creatures. "I have a plan, but you need to trust me OK". Harry nodded. "Good, follow my lead". She walked out into the clearing where the largest group were.
Attention on them Tracey struck a pose, legs spaced like a sumo wrestler, hand up and clasped like claws, harry copied as best he could and to his surprise the skrewts seemed to copy their pose. "Now harry, you need to swivel your hips like this". Tracey began swivelling her hips slightly as she shuffled away from the group of students. Harry copied her and the skrewts followed. Once the remaining students were clear of the creatures, they got to work repairing the boxes. By the time the containment boxes were ready, the dancing duo had done a few laps around the enclosure. "Harry you're not swivelling your hips properly"
"I'm swivelling the way you are Trace, and last I checked Hogwarts doesn't do aerobic exercise classes"
"They really should, imagine a program for dodging spells by twisting out of the way"
"We're getting off topic Trace"
"Fine, follow me." the reconstruction of the crates were complete, and trace began leading the horde towards them. "Right time for the next part, everyone can you use the stunners now. Don't worry if you hit us, we'll be fine"
"I doo mind, I didn't sign up for this, wait..." the group was lit up by blasts of multicoloured magic.
5 minutes later when all the critters had been placed in their crates, Harry and Tracey were revived with a 'rennervate'. the first words harry spoke was an exasperated "I hate you so much" to an awakened Tracey, who burst into laughter.
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22nd November
Having the original Moody meant a different lesson structure, the first month if lessons had been covering the Spells from the previous years. For Harry's group it meant combing over the curriculum that Lockhart and Quirrell had taught. Fortunately, during the end of second year Dumbledore like he had done last year, covered the remaining lessons after Lockhart had obliviated himself. Now that the previous work had been reviewed, they were finally going to cover the 4th Year curriculum. However, that meant starting with the lesson that would leave a few students with emotional scaring.
"Today we shall be starting your 4th Year education, now that the gaps have been filled" started Moody, a lot of the students were a little nervous, though not by Moody, but rather the several aurors who filled the room. "I'm sure many of you have noticed several of my former colleagues stationed around the room, and that is because of what I intend to teach you today".
Moody turned towards the board waving his wand as the words 'Unforgivables' wrote itself on the board. "Can anyone give me an example of one of these spells, yes Weasley".
"My dad told me about one ... is it called the imperious curse or something"
"Yes good, the imperious is a tricky blighter, leaves no trace once the target has been freed, we will get back to that one in a minute, next". Neville slowly put his hand up, "Yes, Longbottom".
"There's ... there's the Cruciatus". A silencing charm fell in place Moody Hobbling over to Neville and they seemed to talk briefly, something crouch Jnr would never have done, he had just instead used the very Spell Infront of Neville. The silencing Spell lifted Moody returned to the front of the class.
"As Mr Longbottom said, the cruciatus curse is our second Spell. A Spell capable of putting the target under a severe amount of pain, even a few seconds of this Spell can leave the most well-prepared wizard in Unbearable Pain. Now will anyone name the last". Both of Moody eyes roamed the room, the last spell was by far the most famous, but it held its own taboo, even saying its more descriptive name left some feeling uncomfortable.
Harry rose his hand and as Moody pointed at him to answer he spoke. "Avada Kadavara or the Killing curse" some gasps could be heard around the room at Harry's spoke its incantation.
"Very good Mr Potter, the last spell is as the name suggests it will leave you a dead husk, no life to return. You cannot block it, the only one who has faced this Spell and lived is sitting here in this room". Everyone in the room by now was staring at harry even the aurors around the edge of the room were staring.
"Now, we have our three Spells for today. Two of which I will leave out of the lesson, there's no need to show you what they can do. However, the last will play in today's lesson. This next part of the class will be a practical and participation is purely optional. Today with permission of the headmaster and under auror supervision you will each be placed under the imperious curse, so as to know what it's like and to see if you can resist it. There is no passing or failing this exercise and at worst I'll make you dance like a ballerina. So, if you'll kindly make a line we'll begin. Anyone wanting to sit out will remain in their seats.
Of the class no one sat out and a line was formed. One by one students took their turn with Moody casting the unforgivable on them. Dean repeated his singing performance and Neville illustrated his gymnastic skills jumping from desk to desk and using the hanging dragon skeleton as a trapeze. Finally, it got to Harry's turn, he stood opposite Moody who by now had started to show a bit of wear, having casted nearly 20 imperious curses.
"You ready potter" he asked, harry nodded. Moody raised his wand and cast "Imperio". Immediately Harry's world went blank. He waited for the command, but nothing came, his vision once again returned to Moody slumped against the wall laughing and a wand dropped to the floor beside Harry.
Harry then noticed the wand in his hand, a wand that should have been in his Holster skill. "Good work Potter, I don't know how you did it, but damn good work" called Moody as he rose from the floor. "And that is exactly the reaction I'm looking for, you either resist the Spell or you need to beat them to the punch, an Expeliarmus is a perfect example like Potter here just showed us. It will both disarm them and with enough power push them back". Harry was sent back to his seat while the remaining few students took their turn.
'What the hell was that that's never happened before, could it be a reflex or a part of the system' while they waited for the last students harry looked through his notification log and found the cause
Notice.
Gamer Mind has received an attack.
Auto-Battle Mode Engaged.
Notice.
Auto-Battle Mode has removed 'Wand of Dorea Black' from Gamer Holster.
Notice.
Auto-Battle Mode has cast Spell 'Expeliarmus'.
Notice.
Threat had been subdued.
Auto-Battle Mode has been Disengaged.
After 10 minutes of searching through the help page, he had found the entry for this hidden function. A self-defence function built in when suffering a attack while rendered unconscious or disabled mentally such as by imperious. The function couldn't be activated by harry but could be activated by a skill or perk like 'Gamer Mind'. Something to ponder for later, Moody had just ended the lesson, and everyone started packing their material away.
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24th November 1994
The day of the first task had arrived and there was a buzz of excitement throughout the school. The Hufflepuffs showed the most with banners and support wears aplenty. Harry had confirmed the previous week that there were indeed dragons being used and lo and behold 3 dragons were being kept deep in the forbidden forest but close enough that harry could pick them up from Hagrid's hut with his elemental Sight. Surprisingly the horntail was still present still making four dragon's total.
The week before the task harry had sent a book to Cedric a book on dragons through dobby, anonymously of course. The night Harry had spotted the dragons he had seen the other school headteachers like before, so both Fleur and Victor would get their hints but harry had tipped Cedric last time, meaning it was once again up to harry to inform the Hufflepuff. The following day he'd spotted Cedric speaking with Hagrid and spending lots of time in the library.
The week of the task harry had given Ron a hypothetical in the main hall while they sat close to Cedric sitting at the Hufflepuff table, asking which brooms could outfly the common dragon. This sparked a debate among all the houses, with the more quidditch adept students giving accurate statistics for each model of broom. Even madam hooch had gotten involved, the glint in her eye showing she knew what it was about and would check Cedrics expression. The day before the task Cedric spent the whole day on the quidditch pitch trying a multitude of risky moves well into the night.
The next morning the task loomed. Cedric was receiving near constant wishes of good luck. The school day would be a half day with the afternoon classes being cancelled meaning harry would be missing his double Defence classes. However, it did mean he still had a double Transfiguration and History of Magic. Once lunch had finished all the students had made their way to a stadium on the edge of the grounds, the same stadium Harry had competed in last time.
Taking a seat near the Beauxbatons group harry had found himself near Lelouch Dubios, one of those he'd met at the Zabini residences that summer. "Hey, harry, how is it it's been a whole month and I've barely seen you at all".
"Sorry Lelouch, I've been a little caught up with everything".
"Well then I hope that time will be well spent, because we won't make it easy for you". Harry made to retort when he spotted Lelouch's neighbour. A young man who sat at the same height as Lelouch with dark hair tied back in a bun, but what drew his attention was the scar that ran down his face. Harry tried to look away, but the young man had turned now facing harry, staring at him with eyes a familiar piercing emerald. Both held contact until the boy turned away unperturbed.
"Don't mind him harry, he's always grouchy, not really a people person" Lelouch whispered loudly as if telling a not-so-secret secret. Not to great effect as the person was right next to him. "Who is he, anyway". Harry asked.
"You'll be facing him in the a few events anyway, but this is Ares Flamel". Harry stilled, Flamel as in Philosopher stone Flamel. Lelouch took Harry's silence for what would be expected of hearing about the heir to the immortal alchemist.
"Yep, that one, though try not to stare, Ares here gets a little touchy when people do that, I'm sure you could understand what that's like". And harry did, the stares he got when his name was announced almost anywhere, his first day of Hogwarts, the first time in the Leaky Coldren and in the bookstore with Lockhart.
Harry sat back, "all too well" he turned to the Flamel heir. "I'm sorry about your parents, Ares. Dumbledor told me the stone had been destroyed. I'm sorry for your loss".
"It's unnecessary Potter, it's one of Nikolas' pranks, they're not dead, that's just what the public believes. They're currently teaching at the academy in Japan last I'd had heard, just under some charms and a fake name. You tried defending the stone to some success, you can at least be told that much". Ares said before slouching back into his seat. Harry could feel a privacy charm drop, did he put it up before he spoke or did he have it up this entire time.
"Ladies and gentlemen, wizards and witches of all ages, we welcome you to the first task of the tri-wizard Tournament. This event is being brought to you live around the world to the first time in wizarding history. Our three competitors have only been told that for this task, it would test their daring, it would be up to them how they approach this task. The order in which these three brave students will face the task has been decided and will begin shortly".
The first dragon was brought in, the Chinese Fireball. A tall dragon with red and black scales a dragon famed for creating balls of fire as its name suggested.
'Aine'
Species - Chinese Fireball
Age - 32
Status - Agitated
The task had gone as he'd been told it went last time, with Krum using the conjunctivitis curse once again resulting in the loss of the real eggs, the status of the dragon going from Agitated to extreme distress to mournful. A moments silence was given for the lost eggs, many standing while doing so, harry included.
The next challenge was Cedric against a Swedish Short-Snout, a gorgeous silver blue dragon that shot out blue flames from its mouth. Cedric as guessed had used the tactic harry had used last time, summoning his broom from nearby and outflying the dragon, luckily for Cedric the dragon didn't break its chains and go on a chase around the school. Cedric had received a fair amount of points, with no harm to the eggs and minimal damage to himself and the dragon. He had received bonus points from one of the judges for expert flying.
The last challenger was fleur who had once again been put against the common green and like before had sung it into an enchanted slumber, what harry had noticed this time was that some of the students had been put to sleep as well. And for her performance was awarded near full points, the only deduction had been because some of the audience members were affected by her Spell. The sleeping dragon had been removed from the arena and the judges and a few high-profile people and journalist had been brought into the stadium.
The doors once again opened bringing in a very subdued Hungarian Horntail, who to Harry's guess was under a lot of Spell work, a small collection of eggs was brought in, and the reporters began an interview session. But harry only had eyes for the dragon, the dragon that last time Harry had killed when it collided with one of the school's bridges and fell into the ravine below. Harry had made it to the front of the stands, getting a good look at the stadium and all within.
"Somethings wrong" said a voice beside him, harry turned to see Flamel standing next to him looking at the dragon. Harry checked its status showing distressed which then changed to extremely distressed. Harry looked with his sight scanning the arena to see what might be distressing it before his focus came to the eggs, one of which was shaded slightly different the rest with the octahedron shape taking form above it.
"One of the eggs is hatching, the mother can probably sense it". Panic had begun to build in harry, dragons especially nesting mothers are incredibly protective of their eggs, nothing could stop them if one of the eggs were to be in danger. Both harry and Ares knew this and with a look to each other leapt into the arena, Ares slowing his descent with a slow decent spell and harry with his stat scores, both dashing for different goals.
Ares had rushed towards the dragon erecting a powerful thermal proof shield moments before the dragon broke the suppressing spells and released a pillar of flame. Screams erupted from those within and in the stands of the stadium. Dumbledore added his own array of spells protecting both those within and triggering the shields that would protect those in the stands.
At this point harry had reached the pile of eggs gently picking up the hatching egg. As soon as he had a hold on it the mother dragon had spun towards him and unleashed a burst of flame towards him. Wand out his cast a maximised shield Spell but he could tell it wasn't enough, the spell was failing, and it did
To the audience's perspective harry had been consumed in fire. His shield charm consumed by the flames; screams had begun to start again when a whistling sound ended with a clash as metal struck stone. And standing on the other side of the stadium stood harry sword in hand embedded in the wall.
Silence filled the stadium as the next words echoed "Sweet Morganas Ass, that actually worked".
Harry who had taken a gamble, he didn't risk calling dobby, afraid his friend may get hurt and the possibly the shields protecting the arena could obstruct dobby's teleportation.
As such he was left with his last option, bringing the Sword of Gryffindor out from his Gamer Holsters second slot and using the sword skill Rage Spike, using its charge effect pulling harry along with the sword out of the fires path.
Quickly gaining his bearings feeling the egg tucked into his left side begin to shake, he begun the riskiest part. $"Great mother, please I mean you no harm"$ this was risky in a number of ways because there was no guaranty that the dragon would understand or even respond. The perks Bio saying it was descended from the dragon's tongue was no guarantee that the dragon in front of him would understand or even recognise him in the same way a snake would a speaker.
A grunt was the dragon's response but harry could almost feel it was saying to explain himself, that was good enough for him. Another shake came from the egg, $"Your young will hatch soon, I could see that the wizards were preventing you from being with your hatchling, we wanted to make sure the others didn't prevent that"$ harry said as he looked to his partner in crime, still holding up several shield charms. $"If you'll allow me, I'll give you your egg, I would never want to prevent such a moment"$. everything was silent, the audience even those watching by crystal vision held their breath.
The dragon slowly nodded and harry slowly approached, when harry was a few metres away, the dragon breathed a small breath of flame, not at harry but rather at the ground. Harry had remembered Hagrid saying that dragon eggs were often bathed in dragon fire. Harry slowed at the edge of the still scorching earth and placed the egg within, the dragon watching his every move and harry watching back.
Egg no longer in his hand he slowly stepped back a few feet. When he was at least five feet from the egg it began to hatch the egg cracking near the top where a head slowly popped out before the remaining egg crumbled as the baby dragon unfurled its wings. The Newborn looked up to its mother that towered over it, it let out a small sneeze of fire. A small eruption of "awws" came from the audience. The small dragon moved towards its mother where it disappeared beneath her wing. That left the dragon staring at harry and harry staring at her. Harry used analysis.
'Tiamat '
Species - Hungarian Horntail
Age - 23
Status - Contemplative
'But contemplative about what' the dragon lowered her head bringing it level with Harry, he didn't bare move. He could hear those still in the arena prepare to retaliate if Tiamat did something. The big yellow eyes before him began to glow and the dragons mouth opened huge teeth just feet from harry, but he sensed no danger. He brought his arm up towards the others in the arena, hoping they would avoid doing anything. A few seconds after Tiamat released a breath of what seemed like purple flames that enveloped harry, but it didn't burn, it wasn't even hot. It felt nice, almost loving
New Perk Earned.
'Blessing of the Mother Dragon'
New Perk Earned.
'Noble Dragon Tongue'
The flames stopped petering out till none remained. The screaming had stopped, the audience realising that harry hadn't been turned to ashes. {D} Don't waste my gift little hatchling. You will need them to fulfil your destiny. Now, Sleep {D} as she said this harry was overcome with a huge wave of exhaustion and collapsed to the floor.
Around the world wizards and wizards burst into applause, bringing a close to the first task.
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The stalls were packed, each student packed like sardines. But for one girl it mattered not. The tasks were complete, and the scores were given. Now it was just a moment for the media to do their part. For her it was a strange sense of Deja vu. The strange dreams that had been occurring since the holidays. Something had happened, the dreams showed a strange series of events, while the Triwizard tournament had taken place it was much different to her dreams, a death match of 3 events but 4 contestants.
The no longer 4th champion but still a contestant sat within her line of vision, seemingly unfazed as deadly dragons were brought in. She had had her suspicions a different series of events had taken place recently, completely different to the dreams that greeted her each night. A fourth dragon was brought out, a very familiar dragon, the one that had chased the youngest champion through the sky's above Hogwarts. Even now the dragon looked agitated.
She had thought with the alterations to the tournament that meant that the staff would be more competent then in her dreams, but it seems putting a bunch of VIPs in with a dragon had skipped their health assessment. A chained collar and a few dragon handlers were all that stood between them and a fiery death.
Out of nowhere the dragon started to act up, lashing out at its handlers. The VIPs started to panic and a few rows in front of her two students jumped into the arena, one of the two had a familiar mop of raven hair. Quickly moving to the railing like the rest in the stand she looked on in shock as a massive shield was cast between the dragon and the magical humans.
All except one who was making a dash for the bundle of eggs to the side of the stadium. The dragon noticed the lone wizard firing a blast of dragon flame at him. A glowing blue shield intercepted but the shield breaking could be heard by all, until the shield gave in, and fire took over its position. Screams erupted from the stadium as the most well-known student at Hogwarts was reduced to Ash.
It lasted but a second as a strange sound filled the stadium, and the sound of metal plunging into stone echoed. Across the stadium the believed killed student stood, a sword plunged into the rock still holding a dragon egg in his hand, the dragon egg which even from this distance she could see was shuddering in his grasp. A loud hissing sound erupted from the young man; the whole stadium went silent. Two years ago, the last Potter had shown his gift of parseltongue, an ability feared by the magical world because of its last user. However, there was only silence as the boy spoke, a tone of desperation and authority evident in his tone.
No one could understand him as he spoke with the dragon, but no one questioned him either. At the dragon's nod he slowly moved forward before placing the egg in front of the dragon. The dragon loomed forward even as Potter took a number of steps back. The egg was gently engulfed in flames for a while and a few seconds later the egg could be heard hatching. The Newborn drake let out a sneeze of fire, causing both her and a number of witches to coo at the cuteness. The Newborn eventually joined its mother before she seemed to stare the human down.
The dragon moved its head closer to harry. From her peripheral she could see Dumbledore who was now in the arena preparing his wand any number of spells ready to be used. The headmaster stopped, however, just as the dragon had finished opening its huge mouth. The boy had raised an arm, a motion to hold fire. A second later he was consumed in purple flames, completely different to what the dragon had used to attack with earlier.
To her own amazement there was no burst of heat like in the previous attack and the boy within was not burned to a crisp. The flames stopped, the boy stood unharmed, but seemed to teeter a little from side to side. The dragon brought her massive, scaled hand and tapped a finger against Potter's head where he began to collapse backwards. Some began to scream but it was unneeded as he began to float, avoiding hitting his head and began floating towards the other human in the arena.
The dragon would be led out along with her Newborn and the clutch of eggs. The people still left in the stadium were led back out the photographers near sprinting out of the stadium to get their photos developed. Potter was seen too by a number of medic witches and medic wizards before being taken to the school's hospital wing. The headmaster had remained, announcing the end to the task and dismissing the students from the stadium. However, she had remained long enough to see the aged wizard remove Potter's sword from the wall where it was embedded to the hilt.
The sword was pulled out with much effort by the headmaster. Out came a sword that many had heard of but had never seen, but one she had recognised. The Sword of Gryffindor. The sacred treasure of the Hogwarts founder, a relic rumoured to have not been seen in the last 200 years. Rumours had come out Two years previous that Potter had briefly had the sword and could be found in the headmaster's office. However, as she'd never been in the office she couldn't confirm. The sword was carefully wrapped up before it was taken away.
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Name - Harry James Potter
AGE - 14 (18)
JOB - Student
LEVEL - 36
EXP - 88%
Bio - Harry James Potter. The child born to defeat the Dark Lord. Born to James Potter and Lily Potter, he is a child of Prophecy, but it won't be one that is easy to fulfil. A power the dark Lord knows not has brought him back to fulfil his destiny. Through his actions a new path is opened, But will doing what is right over what is easy make for a better future?
HP - 3754
MP - 2876
SP - 1735
GC ~ G 70,290 - S 210 - K 188
{+3}STR - 40 (+3)
{+1}AGI - 37 (+2)
{+1}VIT - 37 (+3)
{+4}ACC - 41 (+0)
{+4}INT - 45 (+0)
{+1}CHA - 37 (+0)
{+5}LUC - 46 (+2)
{+1}MAG - 575 (+0)
PERKS
- Blessing of the Mother Dragon
- Blessing of the Phoenix
- Dark Lords Equal
- Death's Champion
- Gamer
- Gamer Body
- Gamer Mind
- Horcrux [Negated]
- Knight in Blazing Armour
- Merciless
- Mothers Sacrifice
- Noble Dragon Tongue
- Parseltongue
- Potter Luck
JOBS
- Student (active)
- Quidditch Seeker
- Quidditch Captain
- Monster Slayer
- Magic Teacher
- Runaway
- Child of Destiny
SKILLS
- Analysis LV3
- Anti-Apparition Field
- Anti-Escape Field
- Elemental Sight
- Gamer Currency
- Gamer Holster
- Gamer Holster Upgrade (1/4)
- Magic Edge
- Magic Modification- Double
- Magic Modification - Hasten
- Magic Modification- Maximise
- Marauders Map Update - Creatures
- Marauders Map Update - Ghost
- Modifier Connect
- Quick Change
- Skill Cooldown Upgrade (1)
- Skill Connect
- Storage
- Storage Expansion (2/5)
- Sword Skills
Sword Skill - Savage Fulcrum
Sword Skill - Deadly Sins
Sword Skill - Lightning Fall
Sword Skill - Sharp Nail
Sword Skill - Horizontal Square
Sword Skill - Rage Spike
Sword Skill - Horizontal
Sword Skill - Slant
Sword Skill - Single Shot
- Weapon Retrieval