To Guest: Yeah, he's a consistent OC-SI in my stories.
"Note to self: Find a way to prank Peeves back."
Walking back to the dorm where all his stuff is, Harry grunts in displeasure as he dries his hair with a towel. It was just in time for his roommates preparing themselves for the first day in Hogwarts.
"Where were you, Harry? We found your bed empty when we woke up." Ron asks in curiosity as he fixes his robe.
"Took a morning run." Reaching for his briefcase, he pulls out new clothes. "Then Peeves just appeared out of nowhere and threw water balloons at me."
"Well Percy warned us yesterday…"
"Doesn't stop him from pranking, Neville." Wearing his watch and checking the time, he turns to Dean and asks: "Does anyone come and give us a schedule or something for the classes?"
"Not yet."
"I think Professor McGonagall would give it to us during breakfast." Seamus speaks while noticing Harry tapping on his watch. "Water getting in?"
"Just checking to make sure… Nope, just as expected. Okay, time for breakfast!"
"Uh, mate, you don't have your robe…" Ron and his friends see another surprise when Harry's robe magically appears on him while the boy picks up his wand. "Just how many spells do you know before entering school?"
"Know? A lot. How to use them? Just a couple that I didn't do yesterday." The Boy-Who-Lived laughs at the faces of his roommates. "Yeah, I didn't scare Malfoy with any spells."
"Not a… okay, if that's not a spell, what was it?" The redhead is not believing his ears.
"Science. Let's head to the Great Hall, shall we?"
Seeing that they're not getting more from the Potter, the others question Ron as the group heads out for breakfast. It's enough time for the Weasley to summarize the situation in the train, and needless to say the boys are impressed.
Meanwhile Harry is a bit surprised and slightly annoyed that the moment he walks out of the dormitory for the second time, students start murmuring around him or staring at him without even hiding their expressions. He can guess he's somewhat special when he was directly under the protection of a CPU, but he didn't do anything on Earth yet (aside from surviving after his encounter with Voldemort). And from the other 'famous' celebrities he knew back in Gamindustri, most of them don't like being surrounded by fans. Even the CPUs themselves.
Heading into the Great Hall, he grabs some bread and bacon and sits down in one of the chairs. As he starts eating, Ron sits next to him and also enjoys his own breakfast. In the middle of his second slice of bread, the boy looks up and is greeted by the views of hundreds of owls pouring into the hall from the roof, most of them sending items to other students. Though he's a bit surprised that Hedwig also lands down and gives him a package. The boy thanks the bird, and she happily accepts it then nips one of his bacon and flies away. He chuckles and starts opening the item… "I… wow, I really forgot it, didn't I?"
"Glasses?" Ron turns to see what his friend received. "You can't see well? Doesn't seem so to me."
"Nah, my eyesights are perfect. Those are for something else." The boy wears it and taps on the right temple of the glasses, and something pops up on it. He taps again to make it disappear and continues his breakfast. He then remembers one thing: "Wait, where did Hedwig jump in to get back to my room… Eh, I should stop thinking about that now."
"The owls are smart."
"Oh I don't doubt that. The thing is that…"
"Here's your schedule for the year." Their House Head interrupts their conversation. "And Harry, just walk in the corridor if you're not in a hurry, don't run. You're free when you're out on the field."
"Noted, Professor." The boy receives the parchment and puts them down on the table. He starts reading it while finishing his breakfast as McGonagall gives the timetables to the others. "Hm… Transfiguration, Charms, History of Magic… kinda basic stuff, huh?"
"You expect us to learn something like what you did on the train?" Ron asks with a mocking tone, though he does have a point.
"...Yeah, you are right." Harry chuckles. "Sorry, I need some time to get off the clouds." Wiping his hands, Harry taps on his watch again. "I wonder what they are doing now…"
"Seriously, you're doing the tapping a lot on your watch." Dean points it out. "It's not that interesting, right?"
Harry is about to ask if they don't know what a touching screen is, then he remembers that he's currently in the end of the twentieth century so the technology might not be popular yet.
"Well… you can say my watch has a map, a phone and an endless bottom of a bag in it." The boy summarizes some of what is installed in the device, and that's just scratching the surface.
Every Muggleborn student within the hearing radius instantly turns to him with widened eyes, with some raised in Wizard World also turn to listen in curiosity.
"How can it still work?!" Harry turns to a surprised Hermione. "According to Hogwarts, A History, no electricity devices can be used in or around Hogwarts. There is too much magic in it!"
"And how can it contain that many items?" Seamus joins in. "I mean, if it has a compass, I understand…"
"When did I ever say that the watch is pure Muggle-made?"
Now Harry's regretting showing off a bit too much as the attention is focusing on him even more. He looks up to the teacher's table and also sees some Professors talking to each other with huge interest, especially Dumbledore who has witnessed a corner of Gamindustri.
"And… does that go with the glasses?" Ron subtly points at the item Harry just received, knowing what the answer might be.
"Yes… Should we head to class now?"
His impressions so far on the subjects:
Transfiguration: He's very surprised by how complicated a transformation is, compared to what he has seen so far. Luckily he's raised by a CPU who is specialized in imagining things, but even that doesn't help much if he doesn't move his wand in the right direction. Though, it only took him until the end of the class to turn a match into a needle… with the length of the one on Compa's syringe weapon. Ron even joked if he was planning to make a sword, and Harry was tempted to answer it but the horrifying image of the nurse attacking monsters with it stopped him from traumatizing his fellow classmates.
And Professor McGonall is strict but fair, so he likes her.
Charms: Joking about the Professor's appearance all you want, but Harry has to admit he's a good teacher with expert professional level. While there are some funny reactions from him like when he almost toppled out of sight when roll-calling his name, Flitwick gives out easy-to-understand instructions, and his demonstration is also simple enough to mimic after. Though it seemed that Ron isn't doing very well, Harry guessed it's due to the fact it's not his wand but rather one of his older brother's. And also the redhead's fault for swinging the wand too hard.
Herbology: He usually joked with the CPU Candidates about some of the plants being 'fan-services' against the girls, but he didn't really attempt to let the action actually happen before him (and the girls made sure to not let it happen). However, when Professor Sprout said there were some deadly plants in the greenhouse like Mandrakes, he noted to himself to not joke around much in this subject.
History of Magic and Defense Against Dark Arts: The two most 'interesting' yet turned into the most boring classes. Professor Binns just went on and on without stopping and didn't even care if the students were listening or not. Professor Quirrell's room is filled with garlic smell that everyone predicted to ward off the vampires (which is stupid), and he didn't introduce much about spells or actual Dark Arts. Yeah, he knows the objective of the class is to defend, but at least give the students some basics about the thing.
Astronomy: He couldn't tell if he likes it or not. He knew a lot of Magic Users used spells based on the movements of stars, but he currently believed it not very useful for daily life. He will preserve his judgment once he learnt more about the subject.
About Potions…
"Do you think he has some sort of vendetta against me?"
"Nonsense! Why should he have that kind of thing?"
"The fact he took off a point for bull… petty reasons said otherwise, Hagrid."
Right at the start Harry's mocked by Professor Snape for being a celebrity (which he clearly hated). He was able to answer two out of three questions the Professor threw at him from the beginning (Who the hell wanted to make Draught of Living Death if you already have easier sedation methods?). Then, when Neville screwed up (can't blame him for being nervous), the point was taken because of HIM and Ron not warning the poor boy in time.
Thankfully, Hagrid's message to meet him did somewhat put the boy at a calmer mind. If not, he might zap the Professor instantly.
Harry can see that Hagrid doesn't want to talk bad about other professors, but he can't help but feeling a bit annoyed at how Snape unfairly treated the students between houses. Though other stories start coming up, and he temporarily puts the thought in the back of his head.
Then he sees the big title on the front of the Daily Prophet: Gringotts Break-in Latest. He gets curious and picks it up while Hagrid and Ron talked about Charlie's, Ron's brother, work with dragons.
"Ah, I wish I could meet him soon, so I could…"
"Hagrid." The Boy-Who-Lived interrupts the Half-Giant. "The robbery happened right at the day we were doing our shopping. Did you know something about it?"
Instead of answering him, Hagrid avoids eye-contact and just offers more rock cakes. He starts talking about the dragons…
"Is it the thing you brought away from the bank that's guarded by the Cerberus on the third floor?"
The gamekeeper instantly chokes on his water and spits them out, causing the boys to back away from their seats to avoid getting hit. Once everything calms down, Hagrid questions in surprise: "How do you know Fluffy?"
"I did a morning run and booked it to the third floor. At that moment I just thought that one of you had a pet or something…"
"Who would keep a…" Ron quickly shuts up when he takes a quick glance at Hagrid. "But then, wouldn't it be better for the Headmaster to just directly announce it? I mean, what normal wizards would go to a Cerberus unprepared?"
"And that's the problem. If people know what's behind the door, some would definitely try to prepare and go against it. Like me." Harry reasons, which earns looks of disbelief. "Angering Blanc won't be the last dangerous thing I do. Headmaster didn't say directly about the threats to give out surprise elements so whoever is out there won't be able to snatch whatever Hagrid brought into the place… And Hagrid, please tell him to somehow keep the dog on a shorter leash. Slower students might actually get hurt or even worse."
"I… I will keep that in mind. And don't go around speaking about it."
"Don't worry, I won't."
"Should we…"
"We better not, Ron." Harry shakes his head, knowing what his friend's about to say. "I was just curious about what's on that floor. If it's something that dangerous, it's better to let the grown-ups deal with it. We don't have the strength to keep up with it." He then claps his hands and changes the subjects. "Hagrid, you know a lot inside the Forbidden Forest, right? Can I…"
"You are not entering there." The gamekeeper warns, though he's chuckling. "I don't know why the Headmaster didn't say about the forest not being accessible for students, but I can tell he knows you are about to break rules just to have some fun."
"...Seems like Fred and George have a new member joining the group." Ron jokes, and this time all three laugh as they continue the more casual stories, letting the steam out of them.
A few more days later and nothing drastic happens for Harry to consider leaving an impression. However, it quickly comes when Gryffindor Common Room has a notice to have Flying Lessons starting on Thursday. Now he has a chance to travel between nations without having to wait for transport's schedules. Teleportation is there, but it's not fun.
The hype rises up when he hears stories from the other First-Years about their little 'adventures' they have. However, it dies down a bit as the Slytherin starts mocking him about not having letters…
"Hey, can you fly on your own?"
"Wanted to, Ron. Unfortunately I don't own a flying suit, and I don't know how to deny gravity, yet." His watch suddenly flashes, causing the boy to quickly put down his spoon and tap on it. To the present it still awes students that a small watch can hold a map inside it and can be used at any time…
"Having so much fun that you forgot to call us?"
"I know you already know the answer, Mom."
Thanks to how the hall is filled with Quidditch stories, the only few who manage to catch the conversation are from Gryffindor table, and they're not going to miss a chance to see how Muggle Technology and Magic could be combined and used for. And while Hermione is correct about electronics in Hogwarts, what Harry has is a different story.
Right now Harry's watch is popping out a small blue screen that can be seen from both front and behind, and everyone around him can see the caller. While Ron already saw the woman, the others didn't, and they're all shocked at how young she is. Her voice 'correctly' fits her appearance, though it's a bit more hollow than normal people. And it seems that she's standing on a balcony with a whole city behind her.
"Are you on Nep-tower right now? Did Histy call?"
"Keeping an eye on a certain ditz. How are you?"
"Does this look fun to you?" The boy turns the screen left and right so Kurome can see the shocked faces of the other students. "Because it does to me."
Shaking her head with a chuckle, she asks again: "So what do you have today?"
"Flying Lessons. Now I can catch up with you on air."
"Are you sure there's a broom that matches our Mach speed?" Kurome flashes out her signature 'evil smile'.
"That's just unfair!"
"That's how the world works, kid."
"Kuromy, we're heeeeaaaaaddddding to the clothing shop." Both Harry and Kurome flinch when they hear the voice, though the others think the voice is just somewhat lazy and 'adorable'. "Time to fllyyyy…"
"I will do the transformation, you stay like that." The Dark CPU warns someone from the other side of the screen, and moments later the girl is on the view. And the others can only think of a super lazy girl who doesn't take care of her messy purple hair properly and has somewhat of a mental state of an eight-year-old with a doll in her hand.
"But I caaann fllyyyy."
"No."
The conversation clearly confuses the others as they're not in the inner-circle of the CPUs. But they can tell that both Harry and his 'mother' don't want this girl to do something…
The dark-themed girl suddenly shines up, causing many to cover their eyes while some students from other tables notice the light. A second later it dies down, and they can see again… to see an orange-haired cheery girl in place of the previous one, wearing a white suit with blue and orange here and there. Behind her is a pair of wings that surprises everyone.
"Sorry Harry, I need to go now. Call you later!" The girl now talks back to the boy with an uncharacteristically cute voice as she grabs the ditz girl and jumps on the bar of the balcony and flies away, a second before the call is cut off.
"...She can fly without transformation." Harry just says to himself and turns off the watch, and makes a mock 'move along' gesture to the others. "The show's over, get back please."
"Where in the world do you live?!" Ron immediately asks, and then everyone starts questioning:
"Is she the one taking care of you? How is she so young?"
"What the heck is that light? And who's that orange-haired girl?"
"What does she mean by 'Mach speed'? She can fly faster than the speed of sound?" This comes from a certain bookworm.
And many more that Harry can't catch them all…
"That's enough! Get back to your seat!" Luckily the Gryffindor's House Head arrives and orders, leaving the boy with his current table. She then gives him a stern look and says: "Try to keep your conversation to a small group, mister Potter."
"Can't guarantee that, Professor."