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HP: First Light

{A Harry Potter Fanfic} Henry Pearce (SI-OC) wakes up one day and is transmigrated. He realises that he is in the world of Harry Potter. He starts using his magic to stay alive and not be controlled by anyone. Henry acts the way he thinks is right, but fate has different plans for him. I look forward to your comments, evaluations, suggestions, and support. I hope you enjoy reading. *** I write the novel in my native language and then translate it. If you find grammatical mistakes or parts of the novel that you don't understand, please comment and I will correct them. DISCLAIMER: I don't own any character other than my OCs. *** 20.02.2023 Hello, I decided to take a break from the story. Even though I know how to progress in the story, I have difficulty writing. I will not leave the story unfinished, but I plan to write another story for now and finalise the novel after completing it. Thank you for reading and for your support.

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Trying to protect

Henry tried to calm down by taking deep breaths. He tried to calm down for two hours, failing each time. At the end of two hours, he was able to calm down a little.

"How am I still alive?" Henry asked himself. Henry had never wanted to think about how he was reincarnated because he thought he would never find the answer. At least not until he had enough magic. This time was different, this was the second time he woke up.

Henry immediately dived into his mind and analysed the memories of the body he was in. "What in God's name is going on?" said Henry. He had taken over Henry Pearce's body again, but this time when he was 11 years old. Everything he had done with this body before was lost.

As if he had never possessed this body on his birthday when he was 5 years old, the old Henry continued his life and came until he got on the train to Hogwarts.

'I don't know which god is favouring me or which demon is playing games with me,' Henry thought. He had stolen old Henry's life again, but this time old Henry had lived for 11 years.

'I have lost all my previous development, but it is a miracle that I am alive again,' thought Henry.

After he died, his spirit took over the body he had taken over at the age of 5, this time at the age of 11. Henry didn't know if this would happen again, but he wasn't going to risk it. His body wasn't as athletic as it used to be. The old Henry liked to eat junk food like any other child and hated sports and studying.

It had been almost three hours since the train had left and it would be five hours before he reached Hogwarts. Henry didn't know what to do. He was afraid of seeing Dumbledore again and living in the same castle with him because he was so weak and vulnerable. He started taking deep breaths to calm himself down again.

'It will be different this time. It has to be different!" Henry raged. He had gone back in time and again Dumbledore was unaware of him. He had to act very differently this time. He had gone through all this because he had made his mind completely unreachable, he had to find a different method this time.

'The power I gained through the vows I took last time was my undoing. I must change the way I think,' Henry thought and dived into his mind again.

Just like when he first discovered magic, his mind was full of disorganised spheres of memories. Henry moved to the centre of his mind and closed his eyes.

His mind began to shake and the supercomputer he had built out of nothing reappeared. He flew onto the 2 metre diameter sphere and sat cross-legged in the air.

'I'm going to do it differently this time. They'll be able to get into my mind, but they'll only have access to old Henry's memories and I won't be satisfied with that' Henry thought. He put both hands together and closed them.

His mind shook again, and he created a stone similar to the mind stone he had created again. This time there was no blackness in the stone. It was pure orange. 'One of the biggest mistakes I made last time was creating an ai chip,

What I need is not a chip, but an assistant with a mind of its own, Henry thought.

He released the stone he had made, and it slowly descended and entered the centre of the supercomputer core.

The hologram screen opened in front of Henry and the loading bar appeared. The process did not take hours as it did last time, it was only half an hour. Henry heard Paul Bettany's voice as the process finished.

'I am ready for service, sir,' Jarvis said. Henry remained unresponsive. It was not clear whether he could react to anything anymore.

'Jarvis, I am Henry Pearce, you have access to all the memories in my mind. I want you to start analysing them immediately,' Henry said in his mind.

At Henry's command, a memory cable was connected from the core of the Supercomputer to each memory sphere. If you were to look at the centre from the corner of the mind, you would see cables made of light connected to each other among hundreds of thousands of bright spheres scattered around.

At Henry's command, from the two-metre diameter grey sphere in the centre, you would see cables made of light being connected to all the spheres around. His mind looked like a maze of cables.

'The process is complete, sir,' Jarvis said.

'well, how much control do you have over my body?' asked Henry.

'I can control your body to full function, sir, like the me, controls the armour in the Iron Man films you've seen,' said Jarvis.

Henry was already pleased with his creation of Jarvis because Jarvis had only been working for minutes, but he already had the mind to make the analogy.

'well, what you need to do is to create artificial intelligence for Henry, who has memories up to the age of 11, and let him control my body as long as I am not alone in the dormitory room in Hogwarts' said Henry.

'I have started the process, sir, the artificial intelligence will be completed before we arrive at Hogwarts,' Jarvis said.

'All that's left now is to hide my mind and you Jarvis,' Henry said, and started to think.

He hadn't organised his mind because Jarvis already had a copy of the memories, just because his mind was disorganised didn't mean he would forget the memories.

'Sir, with your permission, I would like to report a solution to your problem,' said Jarvis.

Henry was surprised Jarvis was more useful than he thought. 'You have permission,' Henry said.

'Sir, in order to hide your mind, I can copy the method in the film Inception that you have seen before and divide your mind into upper and lower consciousness. Thus, you can generate thoughts in your ai upper consciousness that I have developed and increase your credibility against Legillimency attacks,' said Jarvis.

At that moment, Henry was fascinated, not because he could not think of such a method, but because Jarvis solved his existing problem in such a short time and was able to think through the processes perfectly.

'It can be done, but this split of consciousness can be detected by the attacking Legillimency master, so what is your solution for concealment?

'Sir, we're going to replicate one of your old security measures. The first layer of security will be to preserve the existing shape of your mind and designate the ai made as the personality of the first layer, the second layer will be to select one of the memories of old Henry playing the game and designate it as the input to the dream layer. This will access the second part of your mind from that memory, but it will be the same as the previous part, except that my core will be in limbo within the memory,' Jarvis said.

'Begin the process, complete it when the construction of old Henry's ai is finished and name the ai 'Mark I' from now on' said Henry.

'It will be done, sir,' said Jarvis.

'Surely my biggest mistake was making the ai chip. I should have created Jarvis in the first place,' sighed Henry.