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Harry Potter: Wanted

Lucas Everglade died a tragic death while on the run. Lucas lived for the adrenaline of running away from the law. He awoke in Azkaban prison as Harry Potter, framed for a crime he didn't commit. *ding* [Criminal system activated.] A large grin spread upon Lucas’s face, ‘running away from wizards as the boy who lived? Sounds fun.’ “Huh is that iron man?” Shield can't catch him The FBI can't see his shadow Wizards curse his name He is Harry Potter ------------------------- The system will mainly be there for Convenience so for stats and new spells he won't be a slave to it. I will try and merge both worlds perfectly but there will be some mistakes I am human. *All credits go to the authors of Marvel and Harry Potter I don't own anything but my OCS*

Booggie · Book&Literature
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87 Chs

Letting loose

-harry pov -

Since my ritual is now done it is time to finally take a closer look at this Gauntlet. I pulled the casing out of my inventory and broke down every ward with speed and precision. It seems the case itself only had some minor wards.

Looking at the gauntlet I could see the value of possessed. the number '8' shined brightly above it meaning its overall value was very high. I could see some blood wards on it probably so only those of George Washington's decent could use it. I have never personally broken a blood ward before but I can see that it has been ages since it was applied. Most likely from George himself. The Gauntlet has to actually be worn to renew the wards and collect blood from a Washington descendent, how peculiar.

I began to carefully strip away the blood wards, using my magic like the gentle caress of a lockpick I slowly but surely wore down the wards. I could see the magic slipping away ever so slowly and gently like blood being washed away by gentle drops of rain.

Eventually, I got it the wards all collapsed one by one. And the Gauntlet was now free and mine to choose my next move.

Holding the Gauntlet I could see it resisting my magic, this was troublesome. Hmm, I need to think of a solution.

I can tell the Gauntlet can be used by almost anyone much like the elder wand. It seems Georgie planned for his descendants to use it, which I already gathered but I originally thought it would be because of the blood wards they could use it but it seems the wards just kept it so only they can.

The best guess I have for the Gauntlet rejecting me right now is probably because it's been in contact with so much Washington magic that it feels it belongs to them.

Yeah, fat chance I stole this shit and even killed for it no way in hell I'm going to be just hanging It up on a mantle.

So I picked it up and began to send a steady flow of my magic into it. My magic began to wash out the old Washington magic harboring inside and around it and slowly the Gauntlet began to glow a nice sheen turquoise before settling down.

Slipping on the Gauntlet I felt a rush of knowledge about its added functions and my magic began to react soon my wand appeared in my hand I didn't even pull it out of my inventory.

I could see their clashing magical power in the air and feel it In my body. I began to express my thoughts hoping my magic will calm the two battling forces.

Soon my aura began to seep out into the living room. I could see furniture around me floating then as both sides and myself reached the climax a *snap* was heard and suddenly all of the magic clashes stopped.

We reached an equilibrium, the wand would be used as a primary, and the gauntlet used as a secondary. Meaning I would use the wand to fight off people or for my main spells and the Gauntlet for more augmentation, protection, and other spells. I could use the gauntlet and cast protego and a shield would appear like that of Captain America minus the design and I can use it as an actual shield for battle and my wand is like my sword.

Of course, I can cast any spell I want with both. But, both seem to want to follow this arrangement for now.

Ahh, this is so cool!

[The next day]

The golden beams of the sun slipped through my curtains and illuminated my face waking me up as the sun reached its zenith.

Today I want to spend studying the new knowledge I have received. Particularly Arithmancy and spell creation. I know in magic each number can affect different things, I want to try and create something of a spell that works on these numbers. I noticed in my last battle sending out spell chains was difficult because once one or two spells are cast most will respond readily for a chain to follow.

I want to be able to say a number like four and then all of the spells in the specific order of the spell chain I created for that number will be released at once.

I think that would help me like crazy in any situation.

Besides learning on those subjects I had Dobby get me books on all types of math, science, literature, and history, if it was important he got it.

I studied for the whole morning and then chilled in my basilisk form under the sun. It was very comfortable just lying there curled up under the rays of the sun, the pale yellow sheen glistened atop my scales it was breathtaking.

I spent five days, continuing my schedule as such constantly studying and making progress. Practicing spells with both my wand and Gauntlet. Running around with my now enhanced legs and Slithering about my courtyard.

I got bored, too bored. Bored enough to cause some trouble.

it seems Diagon Alley is about to meet Captain Jack Sparrow.

I even got the outfit and everything I realized a while ago I can customize the outfits I buy from the shop to fit my needs. I'd say looking the part for Captain Jack is a necessary and important need.

Oh baby this is going to be a wild night!

I got dressed and took a fine bottle of fire whisky out of my inventory and left for Diagon alley.

Picking up my floo powder I wistfully said, "the leaky cauldron!"

I stumbled for a bit out of the fireplace before smiling like an idiot I can tell already this night is going to be a gas.

Sitting down at the bar a man came up to me and said politely, "want anything to drink sir?"

I nodded and said, "aye one shot of your strongest booze!"

Soon I was chugging down shots like no one's business, I could feel myself becoming free of my inhibitions.

"Whyy areee *hiccup* you dressed like a pirate?" a drunkard asked me

"becuzz I'm Jack Sparrow Captain of the Black Pearl." I replied with a drunken drawl

Honestly, I might feel looser but I am not drunk yet.

"Hahaha! That's the stupidest thing I have ever heard!" the man laughed at me mockingly

"Mate I don'ttt knowww who you areee but you best watch you're mouth savvy?" I replied with a grin

He looked positively pissed when I said that because he replied no it was more of a boast, "I am Arthur Weasley!"

"Mate, did you just boast about being a bloody Weasel?" I replied with a cocky grin

"Hey! The fuck you just say about my wife you wanker!" He replied angrily

Holy shit I didn't even mention that harpy, he must be having wife issues maybe I will help with some advice.

"I SAID YOUR WIFE IS AN ANNOYING HARPY BITCH WHO MOLESTS CHILDREN!" I replied snarkily

The whole room turned dead silent.

"I-," before he could reply I punched him in the face and broke a bottle over his head

Then I threw the rest of the bottle at another inhabitant of the bar.

Wait holy shit did I just hit the minister?

"You dare!" he screeched

Oh, this is going to be fun. I hate the Weasleys because of how they ALL condemned me at my trial but the minister is a little cockroach.

Before he could continue I simply punched him in the nose.

"ARGHH! I am the minister of magic!" he yelled in fury

"I am captain jack sparrow!" I yelled hitting him again

"Argh! That title doesn't mean anything! Stop saying it as if I should know you!" he yelled in pain

Before I could say anything someone yelled, "Bar fight!" And whipped out there wand, most of the bar followed

In an instant the whole room was lit up with spells, I was personally using Fudge as a human shield.

I rushed to the stone wall intent on getting into Diagon alley, quickly using my wand I tapped the right sequence, dropped Fudge, and made a dash for it.

What the hell was he doing there anyways!

I unconsciously slipped into a Jack Sparrow run as Arthur Weasley and his friends chased me.

"Get back here!"

"Bloody pirate!"

I didn't listen and just kept running it was fun, spells were whizzing past me while I was heading for a specific alley. They probably won't get in trouble because they can say 'we were trying to capture the man that hurt you, minister!' and get away with it.

Turning the corner I dashed into Knockturn Alley. I was just using medium speed because I liked the chase.

"Well well, what do we have here," an ethereal voice reached my ears

I looked forward and saw what can only be a vampire, his fangs were out and he seemed thirsty.

"Captain Jack Sparrow at your service~" I replied with a mock bow

"Hehe, ~ think you're a pirate do you?" The Vampire said with a smirk

"Aye~"

Before he could answer I cast Propero silently on myself and dashed forward full speed, I jumped in the air my leg swung back behind my head thanks to my snake body skill. My leg reached its zenith and snapped forward like an arrow being shot by a bow.

*whoosh!*

*bang* I hit the vampire right on the chest, launching him back

"Vampire remember this as the day you were bested by a pirate!" I yelled Portkeying away

-Narrator pov --

Back in the Leaky Cauldron minister fudge just woke up from a stunning spell. His eyelids seemed to flutter open and he could hear what was going on around him.

"Hey! Where is my wand!"

"I don't know my wand is gone too!"

"What the fuck mate where is my wand!"

"That damn pirate didn't bloody pay his tab!"

Fudge grabbed for his wand to only find it missing, furious he shot up and shouted, "Quiet down I will find that mat and have the DMLE arrest him!"

""YEAHH!"" the whole crowed shouted

But fudge felt as if the way people were looking at him felt wrong, but it didn't matter he took up some floo powder and went to the busy ministry, not even realizing Jack Sparrow stole his pants.

"That guy said he was a pirate right?" one guy asked after fudge left

"Yeah mate a bloody pirate," his friend responded

"Well, he's the best bloody pirate I've ever seen."

-end-