Sorry about the delay, but I had a couple of problems and couldn't write, but here is the next chapter of this story, hope all of you had a nice Christmas or whatever holyday you celebrate, and I wish you all a happy new year!

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As the doors to the great hall opened harry noticed how everyone looked at them, including the teachers, and he couldn't blame the surprised looks in the teachers eyes, after all it was probably the first time they saw a slytherin hugging a muggleborn, and a gryffindor at that.

When they sat in the slytherin table harry could already hear the murmurs of the other students, but he did not care, if he wanted to bring someone to eat with him, he would bring someone to eat with him. Moreover, he was actually happy with Hermione, he could not place the why of it, but he found the little bushy-haired girl to be a very enjoyable company, she was smart and appeared to be happy with his company, something that not a lot of people would.

However, harry knew one thing from his 'other' life, whenever you try to do something this bold, there was bound to be consequences, and that is just what was going to happen as Severus Snape approached him.

-Potter, why did you bring a gryffindor to the slytherin table?- asked Snape with a very serious face.

-well professor- started harry.- this gryffindor here is Hermione granger, a little but really promising witch, if I say so myself, she is incredibly smart for her age from what I could tell, and my friend, so I thought, hey! It would be really good if Agatha here and me could talk with her while we eat!- he finished as he looked his head of house.

-and you know what she is, right?- Severus looked at them inquisitively as he asked, he really didn't care if a muggleborn was in his house table, but he needed to know if harry was going to be by her side, no matter the consequences, like he didn't.

-but of course that I do!- he said with a happy smile.-she is a muggleborn, and a really smart one at that!- he just didn't care about something like blood, after all blood didn't mean anything in the face of power, and he had it in spades, so he could feel that she was going to be a powerful witch in due time, his little fondness of her aside.- and I know for a fact that there are no rules against a student eating with friends in another house table- harry knew that he didn't need to say that because it wasn't asked, but better to say it now so no one could say that they were breaking any rule.

-but of course there isn't- snape said as he caught what he was trying to do, just as he finished that statement he went back to the professors table.

That statement alone was enough to make a lot of the other students in the other tables, that were in complete silence hearing what they were talking about, peel their eyes in shock, they always though that there was some type of rule that didn't allow any of the students to sit in the other tables. In the gryffindor table a pair of twins started laughing without control.

Dumbledore watched with a smile how various students walked from their tables to the other tables where they had friends, even the slytherin were following the example of harry and Agatha, in his mind he could only think how much more harry and his company was going to change the school. A thought that was shared unknowingly with the other teachers in the table.

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We find harry and Agatha after they dropped Hermione for her next class and they were heading for their next class too, which was transfiguration. As they took their seats in the front, they noticed a cat in the desk of the professor.

-Look harry!, a cat, maybe is the teacher's pet or something?- asked Agatha.

-I don't really know, maybe?- he said with uncertainty, while thanking whatever power there was in this place that he wasn't allergic to cats in this body at least.

People started entering and asking the pair why there was a cat in there and where was the professor, to which they answered that they didn't knew either. When the classroom was full, and the kids started to talk among themselves that it was weird that the teacher was not present in their first class, the cat jumped from the desk transforming itself into the teacher in question, to the astonishment of the whole room.

-good day class, my name is Minerva McGonagall, and I will be your transfigurations teacher today onwards- she said with a smile in her face, she wouldn't admit it to anyone, but seeing the first years surprised to the transformation from her animagus form always amused her without fail. –Transfiguration as you can guess already is changing the form and appearance of an object or person to another- she explained with a serious face.

-and I must tell you right now transfiguration one of the most complex and dangerous magic that you will learn. Anyone messing around in my class will leave and not come back- she finished with a tone of warning to the class.

The class was incredibly interesting in Harry's opinion, learning how to change an object to other was a skill that could be very handy in many situations, and after hearing that you could make human transfiguration, no matter the limited ways to do it, was something that he could see the appeal in.

If what harry was under the impression that this people could not teach him anything worthwhile, he couldn't have been more wrong. Just with the way that this 'new' magic worked in addition with his own then he could be even more unstoppable than he was back in his world. With that thought in mind, he smiled as he paid even more attention to McGonagall, something that she noticed, making her happy that even in his first ever class harry was so interested.

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Time passed and harry was beaming, all his teachers and classes were things that he could use in so many different ways; this magic world was untouched by gods. and that made his mind go everywhere, from what he could understand he could make potions that simulated ones death, find plants that could give him powers to destroy almost any poison; use enchantments to make even a piece of literal shit something that people would fawn upon without a second thought, or even find creatures that had cursed blood, or were invisible, or even destroy edifications like they were paper.

He was in ecstasy with this world, he could almost feel the innumerable plans that he came with all this information. and the best part of all?, that only really dark things were not taught in here, but he could learn it in at his own pace, first he needed to know all the basics in this magic world, then, he would search for the more advanced stuff.

And, though he would never admit it the company that Agatha and Hermione provided him was, really pleasant, something that he never in his life (or his past one for that matter) felt. They followed him and helped him at the sole mention of it, no matter how little those times were. He couldn't quite place what it was, but those little witches were growing in him, the few times that an older student tried to pick on Hermione he would use everything in his power to make their life miserable. in those little 'quests for justice' he would contact with Fred and George weasly, whom were introduced to him by Hermione and Ron, to use whatever they could come with on the student, without being caught that's it. In addition, he would pay them a hefty number of galleons for them to use in their prank materials. All in all, the year was going quite good for the group, until the night of Halloween that is…

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And cut, that's all I have for now, I wanted to go quickly over this so we can go to the action, oh yes, its time for the night of the troll, and don't worry, the other first impressions with the other teachers of Hogwarts will be explained through flashbacks, so yeah, sorry again for the delay and happy new year everyone.