Chapter 32: Malcolm

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No. No. Calm down, he told himself. There has to be some way out, he thought as he used Gamer's mind to focus on solving the problem. Meanwhile, Dudley and his minions were closing in on him, cracking their fists menacingly.

"So you thought you could just ruin my birthday and get off with it?" Dudley asked angrily, "I'll give you what's coming to you freak!"

"I'm not getting off Dudley," Harry replied, utterly calm on the outside, "Aunt Petunia is making me do all the chores in the house. And it is not as if I wanted to faint while working in the sun."

"Enough talk Big D! Let's do this!" Piers apparently had had enough. With a dirty look at Harry, he pulled out a switchblade and started walking towards Harry.

"Whoa! Hold on mate! Piers!" Dennis didn't seem to be so sure about the plan once he saw the knife, "Where did you get that knife, man?"

"My dad gave it to me before he left for the army. Said his trainer gave it to him. Pretty cool huh," Piers said proudly.

The rest of the gang was starting to hesitate, and Malcolm decided to voice his apprehension, "I don't know man, what if he tells on us."

"Nah. Not likely. And if he does, I'll just get Mum to handle him." Dudley reassured them with a grin.

They seemed mollified with that as wide grins spread over their faces, and they too joined Piers in advancing towards Harry and cutting off any escape routes.

Harry looked around desperately, trying to find something. There had to be a way out! There had to be something he could use! The desperation was truly starting to set in, when suddenly, a knot formed his stomach. He stumbled as he twisted and the next thing he knew everything went black; he was pressed very hard from all directions; he could not breathe, there were iron bands tightening around his chest; his eyeballs were being forced back into his head; his ear-drums were being pushed deeper into his skull. He felt like he had been dragged through a keyhole as his vision then reoriented itself.

'Huh,' Harry muttered, looking around confused and dazed. He was on the roof of the school building. Looking down the ledge into the alleyway he was just in, he saw Dudley and his friends staring at the spot he was in with shock.

"What in the world just happened?" Harry whispered.

Ping!

Due to constant usage skill has evolved!

Accidental Magic Lv-2 (3%)

Allows you to control your magic in short sporadic bursts. You can try to use it in anyway you wish but it may not obey your every command.

24% chance of Harry using a randomly selected magical ability with in a situation of great distress.

Cost-20 MP per minute

Ping!

New Skill discovered! You have discovered a new magical skill by accidental magic!

Apparition Lv-1 (54%)

Destination, Determination, and Deliberation. Apparition is a magical method of transportation and is basically the magical action of traveling by having the user focus on the desired location in their mind. It is by far the fastest way to get to one's desired destination, but is tricky to pull off correctly and disastrous if botched up.

Cost-80 MP per use

"Oh," Harry muttered as he read through the description. He was quite lucky he didn't 'botch it' as the description put it. But this was an amazing skill.

Harry was marveling at the jackpot he'd hit when he heard numerous pops near the entrance of the school. He turned around and caught sight of two men appearing out of nowhere. Eyes widening, he quickly ducked behind a chimney to see what was going on. Luckily, they seemed to be just as callous about lowering their voices around people as the last set of wizards he had encountered in his school. He could hear them clearly as they spoke.

"All right Stephens, get to it. It's an easy job, just a bunch of kids. Even the playground monitor guy is sleeping. I want to see you handle yourself well. Blending in with muggles is a useful skill. Keep your training in mind, and don't forget that field tests like this will determine your future as an Obliviator. Now, are you ready to begin?"

"Yes, sir," Stephens said as he pulled out his wand.

"Good. Be careful with the kids. Erase only as much as necessary, they'll chalk the rest up to their imagination. And don't bother finding the source. It was probably some muggleborn getting scared or something." The older looking man, a Jonathon Mertickle who had an astounding level of 38, said.

Harry watched silently as Stephens quickly pointed his wand at each of the kids one by one and intoned "Obliviate". The kids each then stilled for a brief second, and then went about playing like nothing had ever happened.

'This is the same thing that man… Miss Roemmele's friend from that day said after he said all that stuff about me not remembering anything that had happened,' Harry remembered with vindication. He knew that the magic had something to do with erasing memories.

But then he stilled.

So did that mean that weird stuff like this had always happened around him, and every time it had, someone had come and erased his memories? Harry felt a bit sick at the thought.

The two men soon finished their memory erasing and met back up near the gates again.

"Good job kid. Now let's get back to the ministry. Bagman owes me some Quidditch League passes. Wanna tag along?"

"Heck yeah boss." The younger man said enthusiastically as they both turned on the spot and vanished.

Harry had barely started to understand what he'd just witnessed when he heard the class bell ring. Quickly checking and seeing all of his classmates on the field, Harry dropped down onto the ledge of his classroom window, and with some effort, climbed into the classroom. Checking that no one had seen him, he quickly went and sat down in his seat.

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