The Time Ship.
The New Time Machine.
Harry sighed as he finished working on the new time machine's schematics and taking a quick break and sipping some of his coffee, tearing his eyes away from the hardlight holographic generator and the flask of Zartanian coffee and notepadd and stylus, casting his mind back down the years he had been travelling in the future, moving from one time after another. He had been travelling for a long time, fighting through wars, learning trades like smuggling, bounty hunting, guerrilla warfare, time as a soldier and fighter pilot, but he spent most of his time as an explorer in space. He had visited countless worlds, met civilisations and opened his eyes to see there was more to life than the grey concrete buildings of the 20th century, but the magical - non magical war was still there, present in his mind.
Stop it, he told himself firmly. You're concentrating on your future, the lives of that world means nothing to you.
Indeed, Harry mused, the magical world meant nothing to him. He had spent the last 20 years studying it from the records salvaged after the war, and he found himself disappointed that such a seemingly powerful society never seemed to move past the Victorian era, but that applied only to the European countries, not America, Australia, New Zealand, China and Japan, and Canada. Those countries had somehow wrangled for freedom by showing they were harmless. Those magicals had even contributed to the advancement of humanity, helping cure diseases and answering questions about the universe itself.
Harry caught a reflection of himself in one of the computer panels, and he couldn't help but feel that his body's augmentation could not have looked better. His body made him look like he was still in his mid teens - his arms, exercised by years of combat, thefts and time travelling adventures, were lean and muscled. He would never be a hulking mass of muscle, but he was still lean and fit. His skin was tanned, healthy, and glowed from good health and living. His eyes were hard and Harry was delighted to see that his eyes showed his apathy, but also his intelligence and his curiosity.
A dark blue jumpsuit clothed his genetically and exercised muscular frame, and his raven black hair was close cropped, highlighting his high cheekbones and his high forehead, and his chin was raised strongly in spite of his mental exhaustion, and his eyes processed the hardlight's 3 dimensional calculations, his genetically engineered and enhanced neural pathways processing the information as his brain, which had also been augmented, quadrupling his already high intelligence many times over. As he studied the equations, he turned over to his enhanced brain, and he calmly added new equations.
The computer changed the hardlight schematic of the time machine slighlty, taking out one or two features and adding new ones, and multiple redundancies. Harry sighed again, it was never ending this work.
Harry checked on the energy flow coming from the black hole he had captured and placed inside a pocket universe. There was an enormous amount of energy being transmitted through time.
The outer shell was first, since Harry would need a point to focus the dimensional pocket that would serve as the interior of his time and space machine before he started expanding on a captured pocket of quantum foam, the foamy substrate of the universe itself. Harry commenced work on both parts of the project at more or less the same time, and linked them together, whilst the pocket universe was grown like a bubble by the black hole energy with a connection to both the source of energy, and the normal universe, grown by the A.I Harry had devised for his ship which contained the plans and blueprints for the ship. The pocket universe resembled a sphere, or a football. It would contain laboratories - stellar cartography, biology / genetics, chemistry, physics, astrophysics, and astrometrics and temporal metrics. Workshop, a garage, a number of rooms, an armoury, control rooms, gymnasium, shooting range, and a room where Harry could find a way to fight magicals.
The thought of magical beings once again made Harry think about the wizard he met in the far future; how the wizard had waited for so long, cloning himself over and over again, and he wondered if the magical world was worth dying for. If his parents had abandoned him to save it, then it wasn't.
The slipstream craft Harry was using to build the new time machine on was top of the line, and so far Harry was presently travelling through space slowly, allowing Harry the time to enjoy the trip as the ship traversed at sunlight speeds, and Harry had stolen it two years before from the Space corps military, and after giving them a runaround, Harry had managed to hide and carry on with his exploration of the universe before starting to build the time machine. The space craft was the perfect place to build the ship; it could take him anywhere he wanted, it possessed the power output he needed possible to power the time machine growing facility, and more importantly he could use some of the parts, components of the ship to install in his machine.
The ship itself was shaped like a massive dart, sleek and powerful with stubby nacelles to focus the slipstream drive fields, and Harry was building the time and space machine in the shuttle bay as it had a much larger size and space, and had connections to an aft antimatter vortex reactor for energy, energy Harry had used before he had found a suitable black hole, and stabilised it before he placed it inside a pocket universe itself, and used the energy to grow the time and space machine.
Harry was actually glad he wasn't building building the time machine, if he used metals and materials like the one the slipstream starship was composed of, he would spend the rest of his life building the time machine, time he did not have. Harry's time on the ship was spent in his bedroom, in the engine room, checking on the slipstream reactors, and the bridge, and the holographic room where he designed the time machine before he sent the new program to the outershell computer for relay into the AI of the time machine to grow the interior as power from the black hole and the vortex reactor fed energy inside, promoting the growth.
As Harry monitored the growth of the time machine, he noticed that there was a significant amount of growth, and shouldn't take too long, but he needed to acquire the basic circuits to allow the time ship to travel through time and space properly. He needed to build the directional unit, the staple of the chameleon systems, the dematerialisation circuits, and find the supplies he would need for exploring the universe.
And then deal with the problem of Lord Voldemort.