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div class="bbWrapper" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.875rem;"Monday July 29th of 1991 dawned with me abusing the crap out of the fact that calligraphy appeared to be covered by my [Craft] skill. I'd already made a copy of Chakra Control Techniques and absorbed it, so when Harry came in bright and early the next morning he found me with a bunch of pieces of paper, rocks, and assorted inventory junk sticking to my body. Some of it was rotating, some of it was still, and some of it was bobbing up and down regularly. [Mystical Energy (Mastery)] covered chakra control itself, but hadn't given me the actual techniques for leaf-floating/sticking, wall-walking, and water-walking. Now I knew them and I was going to abuse the absolute crap out of an easy way to level that skill the rest of the way to 100. It was already amazing, and I was looking forward to learning whether it would evolve into something better or my MP use would simply drop to zero no matter the skill. Either way would be amazing and stupidly broken. I was a god-moding prick and I span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"liked style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /When Harry started cooking breakfast I glanced at him and asked if he wanted any help, telling him I'd be more than happy to make him something, but he refused. The refrigerator was stocked mostly with meat, fruit, and vegetables, but we had some dried beans and other foodstuffs along with the oils and seasonings needed for a lot of our favorite dishes. How the kid made pancakes I wasn't sure, since I'd been busily finishing up another copy of Chakra Control Techniques. If I got fast enough with crafting I should be able to make one in just a few seconds from raw materials, but I got more experience for the skill by actually performing the crafting activity than I did invoking the skill and having an end-product pop out. This also made my penmanship better, which was oddly style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /Harry set a plate of pancakes and bacon in front of me and I drooled a little, then put away my training aids. I may not have to eat anymore thanks to my Gamer abilities, but span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"BACON/span! Everyone liked bacon (or they were in denial)! I did my best to savor it, but it still disappeared inside two minutes. The pancakes I took more time with, eating them without syrup as I wrote. When I finished I took the dishes from Harry and washed them myself. Harry didn't seem to mind, but was still a bit confused. When Remus walked in things became slightly awkward. I was a child, and I'd met him as an adult. He clearly recognized me since I hadn't bothered to assume different features. Harry was confused about how I could be an adult, and I explained that Ember and I were actually fairly old and only here to style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /Harry himself seemed to take it at face value, but Remus was once again wary. I ignored his suspicion and introduced the two, telling Harry that Remus was a friend of his parents that hadn't been able to contact him until now and would be looking after him. Remus's look indicated we'd be having words later, but he would definitely keep an eye on Harry. I handed him Harry's now cleaned and repaired Hogwarts letter, they started bonding, and I went over my plans and my quest log. Guinevere landed on my shoulder and started grooming my hair, even though it was already clean. I didn't notice Remus style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /I had all the pieces necessary to permanently put Voldy in the ground except for the main soul, I'd started on getting Sirius out of prison and improved the conditions there quite a bit, I'd killed the marked Death Eaters in Azkaban to deny the dark wanker resources if he managed to escape, I'd replaced the bones of his father so he couldn't use the ritual he had in the books to gain a body...what did I have left? I knew where Quirrel was going to be on July 31st, which was Wednesday. I could finish Voldy then, and maybe grab the philosopher's stone from Hagrid on the same day if I hadn't butterflied either event style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /When Quirrel failed to be available for the Defense Against the Dark Arts position I could have Remus close by and offer his services, thus completing that quest. If the curse on the position didn't go away when I killed Voldy for good, I could track it to its source by watching the magic interact with Lupin and break it from there. The only quests left after that would be Spite Ron Weasley, Neutralize as Many Death Eaters as Possible, and Eliminate Dangerous Elements Around the School. Ron Weasley could be snubbed and directed away from Harry to fulfil that quest, and that would take care of itself if I could convince Harry and Hermione to come with me and Ember to style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /The only remaining Death Eater mentioned by name in the quest for them was Lucius Malfoy. That meant that Pettigrew and Crouch Junior were no longer a problem, as they'd been marked completed in the quest journal. I should probably check the paper and see what was going on, since Free Sirius Black was still marked in-progress. As for dangerous elements around the school...the acromantula and basilisk were both marked complete, but the philosopher's stone obstacle course and Dumbledore himself were not. I wondered why Snape wasn't on the list, and decided I'd find out when it came time to start school. Either way I had a long talk with Remus that involved some showing off and a lot of pleading. I'm not sure how much he believed. Sirius being innocent, me and Ember being interdimensional travelers, the whole horcrux issue… It was a lot to take in, after all. It didn't really matter if he believed me though, as long as he cared for Harry and accepted Black in the style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /What could I take care of today, then? I'd definitely need to check the Daily Prophet and pay a visit to Lucius Malfoy. He was an unrepentant murderer at the very least and hadn't really redeemed himself in the books, but I didn't want to kill him if I could avoid it. I could try to beggar him, thus denying resources to his idiot child as well. Narcissa would suffer from that, but she was also complicit in his crimes from the first war. Actually, thieving was a remarkably good idea. The wards at Hogwarts hadn't even registered my presence, and if I hit all the wealthy families I knew to be affiliated with the Death Eaters from the books it would shift the entire political landscape. Fudge and Umbridge needed to go somehow too, but Fudge would fall without Malfoy and I knew I'd picked up blackmail material on the Minister and his undersecretary when I'd first visited the Malfoy estate. I did still need more books, and I could visit the thrift-store looking thing I'd seen when I was wandering around style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /It turned out I had to head back to Knockturn to find anything decent on legilimency, and the junk shop hadn't had the pensieve I was looking for. I'd have to scry for a while and get ridiculously lucky if what the proprietor had said about their rarity was true. At least my [Divination] skill was getting a workout. I found a quiet place to sit at Fortescue's and ordered a milkshake, then got down to business. Scrying when you had very little information turned out to be just as tedious as I thought it'd be. I actually pulled out a book and started reading it while the failure pop-ups continued to appear and disappear rapidly. I probably sat there for two hours doing nothing but scrying and reading, and didn't get a damn thing that looked usable. The Ministry apparently had a few, Dumbledore had one, and the next closest thing I got was in style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /While I could have easily gone to France, I didn't know the language and didn't want to just steal the damn thing from someone who hadn't done anything to deserve it. I went and bought some exotic fabrics instead. Dragonhide sounded like a wonderful thing to make gear style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /-br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /When I returned to the Warehouse it was to find Remus tutoring Harry and Ember in basic wand movements. I decided to join in, and a productive day was had by all. Remus himself accepted room and board in exchange for tutoring and keeping an eye on Harry, which seemed to include making sure neither me nor Ember did anything that might hurt the boy. I didn't mention Black to him, and for some reason he just gave me and Ember both odd looks when I asked if he still wanted to talk to me. Maybe he was already too suspicious of us. I half expected to find Remus and Harry gone the next day, since Harry knew how to get out. Ah! That reminded me of something I'd missed, and I keyed Remus into the wards over the portal. Didn't want him feeling trapped in style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /If Remus did take Harry and leave it wouldn't really affect my plans too much. The man was a good guardian for Harry and would still be a good pick for the Defense Against the Dark Arts position both for his competence and his availability. Remus himself would accept the job just to watch over Harry, and wouldn't object to Black taking the guardianship once Sirius was exonerated since Lily and James had made the man Harry's godfather. I did hope they wouldn't leave though. It would mean fewer resources for both Harry and Remus until I solved the Black style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /I spent the evening practicing chakra control exercises and alternately damaging myself with frost and fire, then healing myself to gain ranks in [Mystical Energy (Mastery)], [Holy], [Energy Affinity (Heat)], [Energy Affinity (Cold)], and [Elemental Bending]. I'd already been immune to fire damage, but the skill was only at level fifty. When it reached fifty-one I grinned to see the description indicate I would now span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"gain/span health and mana from being exposed to fire, rather than losing health like I had before the immunity. Since that actually left me with six essentially unused threads of thought due to [Multi-Focus] I added [Dream Walk] to assure Harry slept well, fine manipulation of the electrical current in the air, keeping myself at optimum temperature with a constant breeze, keeping my hair and clothes still in said breeze with telekinesis, speeding myself up with the [Haste] buff I'd cobbled together in Pokémon, and studying the Hogwarts texts I'd memorized the text of earlier to keep me style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /[Multi-Focus has gained a level!]br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /Damn it all. I knew it made me theoretically cooler/more powerful, but keeping my entire mind occupied was getting to be a chore! The vast majority of the time I didn't use the extra processing power and it just went to waste, but when I was training I wanted conditions to be optimal! I conjured a bunch of rocks and started hitting myself with those via geokinesis, granting me experience toward my [Physical Endurance] and expanding the type of experience I was gaining in [Elemental Bending].br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /A little after one in the morning I stopped training, slid down from the wall, and teleported back to Wiltshire. Lucius Malfoy was behind most of the obstructions to my plans right now, and I knew where he lived. I'd been there. I hadn't intended to act against the man openly until I'd gotten Voldy taken care of and obtained the philosopher's stone, but what was the damn point in waiting? Hoping that I didn't butterfly something into screwing with my plans at this point was like not pouring gasoline onto a burning oil well. If the short-term timeline was going to be messed up, I'd probably already done something to cause it. The Malfoy family and their elves woke up the next morning on their lawn and their house reduced to a pile of smouldering rubble. I'd looted the place to the ground and taken their Gringotts keys first, of style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /Emptying the Malfoy vaults had been much easier than I expected. Apparently you could just hand anyone your vault key and ask them to fetch something for you. This was just accepted in the wizarding world. It was also phenomenally stupid, and was about to beggar a ton of Death Eaters. The Avery, Carrow, Crabbe, Dolohov, Goyle, Jugson, Lestrange, Macnair, Mulciber, Nott, Rookwood, Rowle, Travers, and Yaxley homes were similarly burgled via judicious use of scrying, teleportation, hugely over-powered sleep spells, haste, invisibility, flight, multi-focus, telekinesis, and finally great big balls of style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /I missed breakfast, but Gringotts was open all night since it also functioned as an entrance to goblin territory. I emptied their vaults all in one trip (except for Lestrange, which had been seized by the goblins themselves), and as the goblin accompanying got more and more hostile the more vaults I emptied I silently thanked Washu that I still looked like Malfoy from when I'd emptied his vault earlier that evening. Someone was going to have a bad time, and I really hoped it was that smug blonde bastard. I removed the magic and melted their keys too, just because I could. [Observe] said they were made of real gold and silver. Why did the Harry Potter world have hundreds of tons more gold and silver than mine did? Was that why galleons were only worth five pounds? I started storing the gold and silver in bags so they wouldn't just convert to dollars in my style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /[Shapeshift has gained a level!]br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /[Quest Updated! Neutralize as many Death Eaters as possible!]br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /[Quest Updated! Free Sirius Black!]br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /-br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /Another day of tutoring from Remus, socializing, and grooming both Ember and Guinevere followed by an evening visit to the Leaky Cauldron for news finally brought the explosion of media that I'd been waiting for. The bar was packed with people talking about how the dementors had vanished, Sirius Black was supposedly innocent, the Minister and his Undersecretary were found drunkenly rambling about something that got them arrested, a bunch of homes had been burned down, and the goblins and everyone else were pissed off because apparently Lucius Malfoy went and stole all the Death Eaters' money. He had been arrested and charged with numerous counts of theft and arson when he came to report his own home burning down, which was probably what set the Minister and his toady off. Wizards had no goddamn style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /[Quest Updated! Neutralize as many Death Eaters as possible!]br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /[Quest Updated! Free Sirius Black!]br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /That was ok, though. At least for me. I had no fucking clue what I was going to do with a fifteen homes worth of furniture, clothing, books, magical doodads, and other junk though. Also a lot of very fancy food. Why was there a live chicken in my inventory again? Oh! Right. That time with the basilisk. Wait...I could store things that were alive in my inventory? Idly scrolling through my inventory I started to mentally sort things and headed out into muggle London. Surely there were antique dealers around somewhere, and I could offload a bunch of the stuff that wasn't valuable or magical on local charities. Did they have Goodwill in England [1]?br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /Asking around and checking the phone book got me enough places that I was actually able to offload pretty much everything I didn't want that also didn't break the Statute of Secrecy. Charity shops were England's answer to Goodwill. Also churches, mosques, synagogues, temples, etc. I made sure to use different identities at every place, thanking Savant's perfect memory and running through people I'd seen in Pokémon and The Gamer. There were a lot of strange people selling furniture and stuff that style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /[Shapeshift has gained a level!]br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /[Shapeshift has gained a level!]br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /[Shapeshift has gained a level!]br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /[Shapeshift has gained a level!]br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /[Shapeshift has gained a level!]br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /As I prepared for another night of practice, this time with [Mystical Energy (Mastery)], [Holy], [Energy Affinity (Heat)], [Energy Affinity (Cold)], [Shapeshift], [Elemental Bending], [Haste], [Telekinesis], and [Dream Walk], I prayed that the next day would go well. If it did I would have nearly finished this Jump with almost the full ten years remaining. I could only style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /[1] : There's a charity based in the UK called Oxfam and they take donations, but I didn't add it to the story because I didn't want to try and figure out if there were any in or near London in 1991./div
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div class="bbWrapper" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.875rem;"Monday July 29th of 1991 dawned with me abusing the crap out of the fact that calligraphy appeared to be covered by my [Craft] skill. I'd already made a copy of Chakra Control Techniques and absorbed it, so when Harry came in bright and early the next morning he found me with a bunch of pieces of paper, rocks, and assorted inventory junk sticking to my body. Some of it was rotating, some of it was still, and some of it was bobbing up and down regularly. [Mystical Energy (Mastery)] covered chakra control itself, but hadn't given me the actual techniques for leaf-floating/sticking, wall-walking, and water-walking. Now I knew them and I was going to abuse the absolute crap out of an easy way to level that skill the rest of the way to 100. It was already amazing, and I was looking forward to learning whether it would evolve into something better or my MP use would simply drop to zero no matter the skill. Either way would be amazing and stupidly broken. I was a god-moding prick and I span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"liked style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /When Harry started cooking breakfast I glanced at him and asked if he wanted any help, telling him I'd be more than happy to make him something, but he refused. The refrigerator was stocked mostly with meat, fruit, and vegetables, but we had some dried beans and other foodstuffs along with the oils and seasonings needed for a lot of our favorite dishes. How the kid made pancakes I wasn't sure, since I'd been busily finishing up another copy of Chakra Control Techniques. If I got fast enough with crafting I should be able to make one in just a few seconds from raw materials, but I got more experience for the skill by actually performing the crafting activity than I did invoking the skill and having an end-product pop out. This also made my penmanship better, which was oddly style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /Harry set a plate of pancakes and bacon in front of me and I drooled a little, then put away my training aids. I may not have to eat anymore thanks to my Gamer abilities, but span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"BACON/span! Everyone liked bacon (or they were in denial)! I did my best to savor it, but it still disappeared inside two minutes. The pancakes I took more time with, eating them without syrup as I wrote. When I finished I took the dishes from Harry and washed them myself. Harry didn't seem to mind, but was still a bit confused. When Remus walked in things became slightly awkward. I was a child, and I'd met him as an adult. He clearly recognized me since I hadn't bothered to assume different features. Harry was confused about how I could be an adult, and I explained that Ember and I were actually fairly old and only here to style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /Harry himself seemed to take it at face value, but Remus was once again wary. I ignored his suspicion and introduced the two, telling Harry that Remus was a friend of his parents that hadn't been able to contact him until now and would be looking after him. Remus's look indicated we'd be having words later, but he would definitely keep an eye on Harry. I handed him Harry's now cleaned and repaired Hogwarts letter, they started bonding, and I went over my plans and my quest log. Guinevere landed on my shoulder and started grooming my hair, even though it was already clean. I didn't notice Remus style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /I had all the pieces necessary to permanently put Voldy in the ground except for the main soul, I'd started on getting Sirius out of prison and improved the conditions there quite a bit, I'd killed the marked Death Eaters in Azkaban to deny the dark wanker resources if he managed to escape, I'd replaced the bones of his father so he couldn't use the ritual he had in the books to gain a body...what did I have left? I knew where Quirrel was going to be on July 31st, which was Wednesday. I could finish Voldy then, and maybe grab the philosopher's stone from Hagrid on the same day if I hadn't butterflied either event style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /When Quirrel failed to be available for the Defense Against the Dark Arts position I could have Remus close by and offer his services, thus completing that quest. If the curse on the position didn't go away when I killed Voldy for good, I could track it to its source by watching the magic interact with Lupin and break it from there. The only quests left after that would be Spite Ron Weasley, Neutralize as Many Death Eaters as Possible, and Eliminate Dangerous Elements Around the School. Ron Weasley could be snubbed and directed away from Harry to fulfil that quest, and that would take care of itself if I could convince Harry and Hermione to come with me and Ember to style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /The only remaining Death Eater mentioned by name in the quest for them was Lucius Malfoy. That meant that Pettigrew and Crouch Junior were no longer a problem, as they'd been marked completed in the quest journal. I should probably check the paper and see what was going on, since Free Sirius Black was still marked in-progress. As for dangerous elements around the school...the acromantula and basilisk were both marked complete, but the philosopher's stone obstacle course and Dumbledore himself were not. I wondered why Snape wasn't on the list, and decided I'd find out when it came time to start school. Either way I had a long talk with Remus that involved some showing off and a lot of pleading. I'm not sure how much he believed. Sirius being innocent, me and Ember being interdimensional travelers, the whole horcrux issue… It was a lot to take in, after all. It didn't really matter if he believed me though, as long as he cared for Harry and accepted Black in the style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /What could I take care of today, then? I'd definitely need to check the Daily Prophet and pay a visit to Lucius Malfoy. He was an unrepentant murderer at the very least and hadn't really redeemed himself in the books, but I didn't want to kill him if I could avoid it. I could try to beggar him, thus denying resources to his idiot child as well. Narcissa would suffer from that, but she was also complicit in his crimes from the first war. Actually, thieving was a remarkably good idea. The wards at Hogwarts hadn't even registered my presence, and if I hit all the wealthy families I knew to be affiliated with the Death Eaters from the books it would shift the entire political landscape. Fudge and Umbridge needed to go somehow too, but Fudge would fall without Malfoy and I knew I'd picked up blackmail material on the Minister and his undersecretary when I'd first visited the Malfoy estate. I did still need more books, and I could visit the thrift-store looking thing I'd seen when I was wandering around style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /It turned out I had to head back to Knockturn to find anything decent on legilimency, and the junk shop hadn't had the pensieve I was looking for. I'd have to scry for a while and get ridiculously lucky if what the proprietor had said about their rarity was true. At least my [Divination] skill was getting a workout. I found a quiet place to sit at Fortescue's and ordered a milkshake, then got down to business. Scrying when you had very little information turned out to be just as tedious as I thought it'd be. I actually pulled out a book and started reading it while the failure pop-ups continued to appear and disappear rapidly. I probably sat there for two hours doing nothing but scrying and reading, and didn't get a damn thing that looked usable. The Ministry apparently had a few, Dumbledore had one, and the next closest thing I got was in style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /While I could have easily gone to France, I didn't know the language and didn't want to just steal the damn thing from someone who hadn't done anything to deserve it. I went and bought some exotic fabrics instead. Dragonhide sounded like a wonderful thing to make gear style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /-br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /When I returned to the Warehouse it was to find Remus tutoring Harry and Ember in basic wand movements. I decided to join in, and a productive day was had by all. Remus himself accepted room and board in exchange for tutoring and keeping an eye on Harry, which seemed to include making sure neither me nor Ember did anything that might hurt the boy. I didn't mention Black to him, and for some reason he just gave me and Ember both odd looks when I asked if he still wanted to talk to me. Maybe he was already too suspicious of us. I half expected to find Remus and Harry gone the next day, since Harry knew how to get out. Ah! That reminded me of something I'd missed, and I keyed Remus into the wards over the portal. Didn't want him feeling trapped in style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /If Remus did take Harry and leave it wouldn't really affect my plans too much. The man was a good guardian for Harry and would still be a good pick for the Defense Against the Dark Arts position both for his competence and his availability. Remus himself would accept the job just to watch over Harry, and wouldn't object to Black taking the guardianship once Sirius was exonerated since Lily and James had made the man Harry's godfather. I did hope they wouldn't leave though. It would mean fewer resources for both Harry and Remus until I solved the Black style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /I spent the evening practicing chakra control exercises and alternately damaging myself with frost and fire, then healing myself to gain ranks in [Mystical Energy (Mastery)], [Holy], [Energy Affinity (Heat)], [Energy Affinity (Cold)], and [Elemental Bending]. I'd already been immune to fire damage, but the skill was only at level fifty. When it reached fifty-one I grinned to see the description indicate I would now span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"gain/span health and mana from being exposed to fire, rather than losing health like I had before the immunity. Since that actually left me with six essentially unused threads of thought due to [Multi-Focus] I added [Dream Walk] to assure Harry slept well, fine manipulation of the electrical current in the air, keeping myself at optimum temperature with a constant breeze, keeping my hair and clothes still in said breeze with telekinesis, speeding myself up with the [Haste] buff I'd cobbled together in Pokémon, and studying the Hogwarts texts I'd memorized the text of earlier to keep me style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /[Multi-Focus has gained a level!]br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /Damn it all. I knew it made me theoretically cooler/more powerful, but keeping my entire mind occupied was getting to be a chore! The vast majority of the time I didn't use the extra processing power and it just went to waste, but when I was training I wanted conditions to be optimal! I conjured a bunch of rocks and started hitting myself with those via geokinesis, granting me experience toward my [Physical Endurance] and expanding the type of experience I was gaining in [Elemental Bending].br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /A little after one in the morning I stopped training, slid down from the wall, and teleported back to Wiltshire. Lucius Malfoy was behind most of the obstructions to my plans right now, and I knew where he lived. I'd been there. I hadn't intended to act against the man openly until I'd gotten Voldy taken care of and obtained the philosopher's stone, but what was the damn point in waiting? Hoping that I didn't butterfly something into screwing with my plans at this point was like not pouring gasoline onto a burning oil well. If the short-term timeline was going to be messed up, I'd probably already done something to cause it. The Malfoy family and their elves woke up the next morning on their lawn and their house reduced to a pile of smouldering rubble. I'd looted the place to the ground and taken their Gringotts keys first, of style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /Emptying the Malfoy vaults had been much easier than I expected. Apparently you could just hand anyone your vault key and ask them to fetch something for you. This was just accepted in the wizarding world. It was also phenomenally stupid, and was about to beggar a ton of Death Eaters. The Avery, Carrow, Crabbe, Dolohov, Goyle, Jugson, Lestrange, Macnair, Mulciber, Nott, Rookwood, Rowle, Travers, and Yaxley homes were similarly burgled via judicious use of scrying, teleportation, hugely over-powered sleep spells, haste, invisibility, flight, multi-focus, telekinesis, and finally great big balls of style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /I missed breakfast, but Gringotts was open all night since it also functioned as an entrance to goblin territory. I emptied their vaults all in one trip (except for Lestrange, which had been seized by the goblins themselves), and as the goblin accompanying got more and more hostile the more vaults I emptied I silently thanked Washu that I still looked like Malfoy from when I'd emptied his vault earlier that evening. Someone was going to have a bad time, and I really hoped it was that smug blonde bastard. I removed the magic and melted their keys too, just because I could. [Observe] said they were made of real gold and silver. Why did the Harry Potter world have hundreds of tons more gold and silver than mine did? Was that why galleons were only worth five pounds? I started storing the gold and silver in bags so they wouldn't just convert to dollars in my style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /[Shapeshift has gained a level!]br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /[Quest Updated! Neutralize as many Death Eaters as possible!]br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /[Quest Updated! Free Sirius Black!]br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /-br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /Another day of tutoring from Remus, socializing, and grooming both Ember and Guinevere followed by an evening visit to the Leaky Cauldron for news finally brought the explosion of media that I'd been waiting for. The bar was packed with people talking about how the dementors had vanished, Sirius Black was supposedly innocent, the Minister and his Undersecretary were found drunkenly rambling about something that got them arrested, a bunch of homes had been burned down, and the goblins and everyone else were pissed off because apparently Lucius Malfoy went and stole all the Death Eaters' money. He had been arrested and charged with numerous counts of theft and arson when he came to report his own home burning down, which was probably what set the Minister and his toady off. Wizards had no goddamn style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /[Quest Updated! Neutralize as many Death Eaters as possible!]br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /[Quest Updated! Free Sirius Black!]br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /That was ok, though. At least for me. I had no fucking clue what I was going to do with a fifteen homes worth of furniture, clothing, books, magical doodads, and other junk though. Also a lot of very fancy food. Why was there a live chicken in my inventory again? Oh! Right. That time with the basilisk. Wait...I could store things that were alive in my inventory? Idly scrolling through my inventory I started to mentally sort things and headed out into muggle London. Surely there were antique dealers around somewhere, and I could offload a bunch of the stuff that wasn't valuable or magical on local charities. Did they have Goodwill in England [1]?br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /Asking around and checking the phone book got me enough places that I was actually able to offload pretty much everything I didn't want that also didn't break the Statute of Secrecy. Charity shops were England's answer to Goodwill. Also churches, mosques, synagogues, temples, etc. I made sure to use different identities at every place, thanking Savant's perfect memory and running through people I'd seen in Pokémon and The Gamer. There were a lot of strange people selling furniture and stuff that style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /[Shapeshift has gained a level!]br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /[Shapeshift has gained a level!]br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /[Shapeshift has gained a level!]br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /[Shapeshift has gained a level!]br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /[Shapeshift has gained a level!]br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /As I prepared for another night of practice, this time with [Mystical Energy (Mastery)], [Holy], [Energy Affinity (Heat)], [Energy Affinity (Cold)], [Shapeshift], [Elemental Bending], [Haste], [Telekinesis], and [Dream Walk], I prayed that the next day would go well. If it did I would have nearly finished this Jump with almost the full ten years remaining. I could only style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /[1] : There's a charity based in the UK called Oxfam and they take donations, but I didn't add it to the story because I didn't want to try and figure out if there were any in or near London in 1991./div
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