Harry potter is a witch and he not alone but he have 2 friend,they too is witch

Disclaimer- Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling.


Transmigration into Harry Potter world as Harry, hell yeah. There’s so much to explore in magic that other’s never did.

Dumbledrore?
Fuck him.

Canon Plot?
Fuck that too.

Voldemort?
Hmm… how to best make use of that dumb cunt who turned me into his living horcrux.

Ah… and there are a few girls in here that I always fancied so tagging them along is just a natural thing to do. Not too many. Just two or three would be best.

Now that I’m here, I’ll carve my own path for the future and if I fuck up everyone else’s life in the process. Who cares?



Average number of words in a chapter- 1500
Number of chapters I'll release every day- 2


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taking in his surroundings Harry couldn't help but gasp a little at seeing the real wizarding world.

getting his bearings back together he walked straight to the biggest white building in the alley Gringotts. As he got closer he saw the goblin guards stationed outside the doors. 

'damn those are some of the ugliest things I have ever seen' Harry thought to himself as he entered the bank and waited in line for a free teller.

a few minutes later 

"yes" a goblin said from a desk motioning for Harry to go up to it.

"hello my name is Harry Potter, I was told if I needed to get money to come here?" Harry said with respect 

"you are told correct young wizard, but you will need your vault key to be allowed in" the goblin replied with what looked like a happy grin

"I don't have one, is there a different way for me to do so?"  Harry replied 

"yes, follow me" the goblin finished saying as it got down from his chair and motioned for Harry to follow him.

walking down a few halls and entering a private room with a work desk and a few chairs.

"you may sit down young wizard, as I still need to grab the feel documents for the inheritance test." the goblin said

the goblin reaching inside the desk drawer he pulled out a parchment and a old knife 

"now all you have to do is cut yourself in your thumb and let a few drops of your blood fall into the paper."

just before he reached for the knife. 

'blair give me the blood and status of head of house to the most riches vaults'

'okay'

feeling a slight warmth sensation go through out his body he picked up the knife, and gently cut his thumb to release some blood.

but what surprised him was that the blood looked to be black in color and when the blood touched the parchment it sizzled. then it disappeared being absorbed into the paper.

name: Harry James Potter
mother: Lily Evans- Potter
father: James Potter

vaults owned 5
Merlin vault number 1:  100,001,000 galleons 17 sickles 4knuts variety of jewels and family heirlooms. 

Le Fay vault number 2:   32,000,000 galleons
42 sickles 12 knuts variety of jewels and family heirlooms.

Pendragon vault number 3:  unknown

Potter family vault number 7:  2,500,000 galleons variety of jewels and family heirlooms

Potter trust vault number 687: 10,000 galleons



"woah!!! I'm rich aren't I" Harry asked excitedly

"yes you are heir Potter"

"sir can I have a new set of keys, and I would like to make sure that no one has access to my vaults. also I would like my bank statements"

"no problem" the goblin said as he reached into the drawer with a new set of papers and snapping his fingers as another set of documents appeared but a much thicker set then the previous.

"first I will need another three drops of blood for the new key" 

Harry hearing this again went through the whole process just as he finished a new set of keys with their vault number ingraved In them.

"make sure to keep those keys safe Mr. Potter" 

nodding Harry put the keys inside his pocket 'blair can you put the keys into my inventory' 

'sure' Blair replied

" now these are your bank statements" the goblin said handing over the documents to Harry.

going over the whole thing Harry saw somethings that were making him mad 'that conniving old fool' Harry seethed 
unknown to Harry he was releasing some of his magic causing the ground and all of the magical alley to tremble.

Harry still reading the documents heard some shuffling so he looked up from the bank statements and saw a platoon of guards with Spears pointing at him.

"is there a problem" harry asked with a hiss still mad at what he just read.

"no Mr. Potter you were releasing some of your magic and was causing some trouble" the goblin said

"ohh I'm sorry, but there is a problem with my bank account" Harry said again with anger

the teller and the guards seeing that he is angry began to sweat no matter how young and how much the goblins loved war they couldn't help but feel they were in the presence of an predator.

"what is the problem?" asked the teller

"well, it seems a Mr. Dumbledore has been stealing from my vaults and has taken some of my heirlooms as I don't know him. I want everything back with interest also a miss Moll prewett, Ronald Weasley and Guinevere Molly Weasley are taking payments out of my accounts. I want my shit taking care of and I would like to see my account manager and ask him personally why is he allowing this things to occur." Harry asked releasing magic but also causing some electric Sparks to appear around him.

the teller hearing the demand ran out the room and a few minutes later another goblin entered but this one was accompanied by other guards in fancier armor.

"greetings Mr. Potter I am Ragnok leader of the goblin nation and director of Gringotts. I have heard of the things that have happened and we are currently doing a investigation and the Potter account manager is being questioned at the moment." Ragnok said as he took a seat 

"Hello Director Ragnok I am sorry for all the commotion, but I wasn't expecting some of the issues I came across." Harry said

"yes, I would be unhappy as well" Ragnok said as a goblin walked in and whispered into Ragnoks ears and left some paperwork with him

"okay, Mr Potter from now on I will be in charge of your accounts and the previous Potter manager has been delt with. as for the stolen money's they will be taken back from the accounts of Dumbledore and prewett vaults with interest. as for the heirlooms they shall be in your vaults within the hour." Ragnok said
hearing this Harry finally calmed down 

"now for other business, since you are the last Potter, and last heir of Merlin,Le Fay, and Pendragon you are magically emancipated and will be able to claim your rings of head of house. will you like to do so at this time."

a dude died by some stupid reason let's say the Almighty truck kun did the deed. when he wakes up later on he is in front of a god which gives him some wishes which make him Op and later on he does whatever he wants In his life

this fan fic will be short

william corvus dies and reincarnates with the magical system to help leads him to become the strongest magician

January 14th, 2010

Harrison woke up early in a much better shape than he had been for a while he guessed it was the effect of the three times healing after all no coma patient who had been out of commission for 2 year could already speak properly after waking up for only three days. He looked around his room out of boredom and found it was clean and dimly lit and switched on the light signally to the nurse that he had woken up.

 After all he was right next to the nurses room and the nurse from yesterday had given him a bell to ring in case he needs anything he knew the only reason this was possible was due to him being a VIP with his father having a high social status.

He looked at the clock in front of him it said 9 and decided to ring the bell to call the nurse because he wanted to know if the doctor had allowed him to eat food or to just stick with IV drops.

A nurse, a women probably in her early twenties came in just a few minutes and upon asking her if he could eat food or not she replied "I am sorry Mr Harrison the doctor had told you to wait a week or two to consume any solid food and has told you to stick to IV drops for the weeks after all it your first step towards rehab".

Harrison asked "So when will this rehab start?".

Nurse answered "The rehab will start as soon as we get permission from your parents after your meeting".

Harrison asked "Can I at least have water,please ?.

Nurse responded "Yes wait a few moments".

She came back with water and after Harrison drank it all in one gulp he asked "Do you know when my parents will be back ?". The nurse responded "They will arrive within a few hours as they took the first flight to Manchester and your uncle should also be coming with them".

Harrison asked "Can I borrow a Laptop for my entertainment ?". 

Harrison knew he was pushing it slightly after all there was no way they would just give him a laptop just because he was a VIP but then there was no shame in asking after all he was borrowing it for just a few hours.

The nurse slightly stunned by the request responded "I can lend you my laptop for a while as I am not using it but when I require it I will come back and take it".

Harrison quickly responded "Thanks a ton".

The nurse soon bought a laptop and after switching it on and entering the password left it under Harrison care and left to attend other patients. Harrison now in access to a laptop decided to surf the net for any news and clues for the things missing in this world after all he could use it as his bargaining chip with his parents to enter the entertainment industry.

He also wanted to see details about his father movie studio and book publishing and after reading few articles became slightly disheartened as his father had a nice studio and a relatively famous movie studio but was incurring losses in his book publishing business as the book publish were not having any significant sales and was on the verge of closure.

This was all due to there not being any popular book published and the book publishing seeing zero to no sales. Harrison wanted to help his dad out but had no clue of what he should do. He tried his best to recall any good books from 2010 and the first thing that came in his mind was Harry Potter.

He had a lot of self doubt about this as there was no way that Harry Potter had not being published yet after all the movies came to an end by 2011 but he still gave it a search on Google to see if there was a possibility that it didn't exist after all that what the introduction told him there were many things missing in the industry.

The search result shocked him as he found that there was no such book in the market. He was dumbfounded as this was a big book that had hundreds of million of fans worldwide and it had actually gone missing in this world. 

Harrison quickly searched for different relevant thing back in the 2000s and from his estimation the entire industry had so many works missing that it could be said that the whole industry was 5 to 6 year backward than how it should have been.

The first thing he wanted to do now was to write and send Harry Potter to his father publishing before June 24th which was the official closing date for the publication on it official website. Now the only problem that came at him was how was he suppose to do that as he had to get the book published and publicize before the closure to the point that the sales of it alone could sustain the book publishing firm.

There was also another problem that was all he could remember from the plot was the basics as not much actually happen in the first book other than introduction and he had to type it all down word to word. He then remembered about the memory capsule but wondered how much would he be able to remember from having one and how long it would last.

He removed one from his inventory and ate it without thinking and tried his best to recall the first book of Harry Potter page by page and suddenly he felt like he was rereading the page they kept popping up one by one and finally after a while the pages stopped appearing and Harrison could clearly remember a total of 22 pages of the first book completely.

After opening his eyes he could clearly remember all of them to the point that even if he ever mention Harry Potter they would surface in his mind. Harrison could hardly believe the miraculous effect of the pill but he thought to himself then again I could hardly believe my death, rebirth and everything that has happen until now. 

Harrison before closing the laptop checked out his father net worth which turned out to be a shocking 500 million and it turned out this all came from the movies that had made by his dad the amount mainly came from hit movies that resulted in around box office collection of 50 to 80 million in the last few years by his dad studio.

Harrison quickly deleted his search history to not leave any evidence of him searching such big things that he was going to produce online and there being clues of him being from the future. After closing the laptop Harrison saw that time had past by quiet quickly as it was already 12 pm.

He figured by now his parents should have informed the staff at what time their flight was going to be and when they were going to arrive as he was really looking forward to meet this family as from the memories he had received he could say that these were the most loving pair of parents he had ever seen in existence.

The same nurse came in and upon being questioned answered that his parents had already boarded the plane and would arrive around 2 to 3 o'clock. Harrison gave the nurse a faint smile upon hearing her answer and saw that she slightly blushed and went away.

Harrison decided to eat all the capsule one by one to see how much of the first book he could accumulate into his memories. After he closed his eyes one by one from each capsule 2 to 23 pages kept arriving and being stored into his long term memories. The Last thing Harrison did before the effect of the pill went off was to check the total number of pages the first book had to know how many capsule he would need to finish it.

Thee number that came out of the darkness was 223 and after which the effect got over and everything in front of his closed eyes went blank. Harrison quickly calculated that he  would need around 10 pills to complete this book but it lead him to another predicament he didn't know where to get the pills from and how to accumulate them.

After thinking for a while Harrison decided to use the Special Lottery Draw

There exist twelve individuals in the entertainment industry know as The Twelve Entertainment Kings. Jaxson Williams one of the newest crowned kings died in an airplane crash this man was multi talented and was a singer, actor, director, rapper, comedian and many uncountable things his death caused the whole industry to moan for him.

His death was regarded as the most major death in the entertainment circle in the year 2040. He became one of the legends in the entertainment industry. Many people felt sad at the death of such a talented man who was just 30.

He gets reborn as Harrison Kingston in the past on the year 2010 but things are different in this world as this a separate universal plane with many things missing. Harrison a 15 year old who had just been in a car accident had been in coma for two years suddenly gain consciousness.

Watch the rise of The King Of Entertainment who not only takes back his former place but strives to become the one who ruled over all the kings.

Awoke once again by his lovely alarm clock and doing his daily ritual of exercise shower prepare. he also had a talk with Luna about what happened yesterday, he is freely able to discuss these things with her because she has natural occulmency shields from either being a born seer or some other odd thing in her mind basically if someone tries to pry in her head all you get is a massive migraine her head is like pure chaos there's no order or direction she doesn't even need to train life is truly unfair. But besides that some of the older families of wizards, purebloods if you must train their children from the young age in occulmency. It helps to keep emotions in check and probes out of the kids minds. anyway after a bit of pouting from her about me not taking her and me explaining why, she relented I didn't want to take the chance with one of those nasty suckers being anywhere near her. my mental age may be in the 40s now but I think when I was reborn god messed with my brain and wisdom a bit we all know often times it's harder for a full grown adult to learn new things and a child picks them up rather quickly not going to go into full blown brain doctor mode cause I have no idea but I'm 100% sure puberty is going to suck. I mean I haven't really been doing many adult things unless you count working 5 jobs with my shadows adult like and trying to slowly prepare for the future. I want to have fun in all these world's and not Saitama my way through world's I want to relax take my time when the shit hits the fan I can expect myself to be right there on the front lines dodging spellfire or arrows or kunai with the Mc in any world. But for now breakfast. My attention span seems to be shot also. 
breakfast goes just like yesterday except I get a letter from mom asking about how it's going and send hedwig off with a reply I continue to tease Daphne its fun to watch her icy persona crumble and poke fun at Harry about personally starting a fan club for him. He looks terrified but little does he know it comes next year. He got a letter from Hagrid apparently and invited us down to his house and asked if we would like to go I gladly accept Hagrid is a good man and often finds rare items in the forest he also loves huge monsters the more dangerous the more cute to him I've been waiting to meet the gentle giant and I want to see the infamous rock cakes I'm wondering if I could use it for some type of epic smashing weapon. Today we have double potions with the slytherins I know exactly what's going to happen and I look at Harry in pity he just looks confused. After that we have history of magic then lunch the double study time dinner followed buy astronomy I don't even know what that's a required course probably something to do with old rituals based on celestial bodies from back in they day they don't really do anymore. 
now then about potions I'm actually quite interested in learning you can make huge profits off being a potion master and I have a plan to make a new friend in class and have my shadow stealthily steal a certain potions book and maybe a few others for my collection. Liu Kang my shadow number 1 has been teaching my combat gnomes in the trunk. shadow number 2 my personal assassin stays hidden in my shadow now for just incase emergencies and my other 4 shadows are prowling the forbidden forest doing whatever be it mapping out territories trying to melee acromantulas and failing or just collecting random plants that look interesting. all my shadows have my basic stats so it's pretty common I can't go on a slaughter spree with 11 year old strengths I mean I could have them just blast through with magic but then I'd have no new monster training partners besides ones in the lake and a grindylow grind sounds awful. anyway after getting my books and my potions kit Potions lessons took place down in one of the dungeons. It was colder here than up in the main castle, and would have been quite creepy enough without the pickled animals floating in glass jars all around the walls. we make our way down the to cold dank dungeons and head into class I sit down next to the one person who is probably more dangerous than Neville in the class one Nymphadora dont-call-me-that Tonks. A Metamorphmagus is a witch or wizard who has the ability to change their appearance at will, without the need for a wand, spell, or potion. which is a skill that's absolutely fascinating in my opinion. In most books she's often taken advantage of due to her ability and doesn't show her true appearance because she's ashamed she looks like her insane aunt Bellatrix Lestrange previously Black her mother's biological sister. I'll work with her on that honestly Bellatrix was always kinda hot in that super crazy way and I could always use a slightly insane maid for my castle but let's just avoid that dangerous thinking for now. 

"Ryan Diggory pleasure to meet you" I said as I place down my things and give my most charming smile and offer my hand.
"Tonks just Tonks" she shakes my hand blushing slightly with her pink hair it's quite cute. I must say with my dazzling good looks even with my slight baby fat on my cheeks still I do well. after we introduce ourselves Snape, like Flitwick, started the class by taking the roll call, and like Flitwick, he paused at Harry's name Ah, Yes," he said softly, "Harry Potter. Our new -- celebrity."Snape finished calling the names and looked up at the class. His eyes were black, . They were cold and empty and made you think of dark tunnels."You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of potionmaking," he began. He spoke in barely more than a whisper, but they caught every word -- like Professor McGonagall, Snape had the gift of keeping a class silent without effort. "As there is little foolish wand-waving here, many of you will hardly believe this is magic. I don't expect you will really understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses... I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death -- if you aren't as big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach."
More silence followed this little speech. Hermione was on the edge of her seat and looked desperate to start proving that she wasn't a dunderhead. I waited for the upcoming catastrophe that is Harry and Hermione I'll have to fix that hand raising habit of hers. "Potter!" said Snape suddenly. "What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"I don't know, sir," said Harry. "Let's try again. Potter, where would you look if I told you to find me a bezoar?"
Hermione stretched her hand as high into the air as it would go without her leaving her seat, Ryan just facepalmed at this teachers pet doomed to fail and Harry didn't have the faintest idea what a bezoar was.
Snape's lips curled into a sneer.
"Tut, tut -- fame clearly isn't everything."
He ignored Hermione's hand.
"I don't know, sir."
"Thought you wouldn't open a book before coming, eh, Potter?"
Snape was still ignoring Hermione's quivering hand.
"What is the difference, Potter, between monkshood and wolfsbane?"
At this, Hermione stood up, her hand stretching toward the dungeon ceiling.
"I don't know," said Harry quietly. "I think Hermione does, though, why don't you try her?" Ryan internally winced at that. poor poor boy.A few people laughed;  Snape, however, was not pleased.

"Sit down," he snapped at Hermione. "For your information, Potter, asphodel and wormwood make a sleeping potion so powerful it is known as the Draught of Living Death. A bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a goat and it will save you from most poisons. As for monkshood and wolfsbane, they are the same plant, which also goes by the name of aconite.Well? Why aren't you all copying that down?"
There was a sudden rummaging for quills and parchment. Over the noise, Snape said, "And a point will be taken from Gryffindor House for your cheek, Potter." honestly Ryan didn't see much point in house points or the house cup at least quidditch he understood as it was a sport it's pretty much just a useless cup to show off between the teachers.Things didn't improve for the Gryffindors as the Potions lesson continued. Snape put them all into pairs and set them to mixing up a simple potion to cure boils. He swept around in his long black cloak, watching them weigh dried nettles and crush snake fangs, criticizing almost everyone Ryan had practiced preparing materials and helped showed Tonks how not to drop everything in at one go and she knocked a lot of things over blushing and apologizing constantly but I found it kind of cute I managed to barely save our potion when clouds of acid green smoke and a loud hissing filled the dungeon. Neville had somehow managed to melt Ron's cauldron into a twisted blob, and their potion was seeping across the stone floor, burning holes in people's shoes. Within seconds, the whole class was standing on their stools while Neville, who had been drenched in the potion when the cauldron collapsed, moaned in pain as angry red boils sprang up all over his arms and legs."Idiot boy!" snarled Snape, clearing the spilled potion away with one wave of his wand. "I suppose you added the porcupine quills before taking the cauldron off the fire?"
Neville whimpered as boils started to pop up all over his nose.
"Take him up to the hospital wing," Snape spat at Ron. Then he rounded on Harry, who had been working next to Neville."You -- Potter -- why didn't you tell him not to add the quills? Thought he'd make you look good if he got it wrong, did you? That's another point you've lost for Gryffindor."As they climbed the steps out of the dungeon an hour later, Harry looked rather depressed I patted him on the back and told him not to worry about it that Fred and George often lose hundreds of points what's 2 points anyway and he seemed to cheer up a bit.At five to three they left the castle and made their way across the grounds. Hagrid lived in a small wooden house on the edge of the forbidden forest. A crossbow and a pair of galoshes were outside the front door. When Harry knocked they heard a frantic scrabbling from inside and several booming barks. Then Hagrid's voice rang out, saying, "Back, Fang -- back." Luna was excited about the 'PUPPY'  Ryan wondered what she was going to say about meeting fluffy later on.
Hagrid's big, hairy face appeared in the cracks he pulled the door open.
"Hang on," he said. "Back, Fang."
He let them in, struggling to keep a hold on the collar of an enormous black boarhound.
There was only one room inside. Luna was giggling and scratching at fang who was all to happy to lick her ears and slobber everywhere she is going to need a shower after this bath I think. meanwhile I zoned right in on the weapon of mass destruction also known as rock cakes meanwhile a screen popped up in front of my eyes.  [Rock Cake (perfect) durability (infinite/unbreakable) +15 crush damage - Effects-  Enemy of teeth: breaks teeth like brittle glass. Notes: enemy of dentists since the dawn of time] isn't that just a rock?!?!? obviously this is just my crazy internal dialogue this may or may not have happened but I pocket a cake just in case.There was only one room inside the hut. Hams and pheasants were hanging from the ceiling, a copper kettle was boiling on the open fire, and in the corner stood a massive bed with a patchwork quilt over it "Make yerselves at home," said Hagrid "This is Ryan and Luna my new friends," Harry told Hagrid, who was pouring boiling water into a large teapot and watching Ryan discreetly pocket rock cakes for some reason. Fang rested his head on Luna's knee and drooled all over her robes. so unsanitary.Harry told Hagrid about Snape's lesson. Hagrid, like Ryan , told Harry not to worry about it, that Snape liked hardly any of the students."But he seemed to really hate me."
"Rubbish!" said Hagrid. "Why should he?"
Yet Harry couldn't help thinking that Hagrid didn't quite meet his eyes when he said that. Harry picked up a piece of paper that was lying on the table under the tea cozy. It was a cutting from the Daily Prophet Ryan knew what was gunna happen next Harry and Hagrid where there that day for the stone. and quirrelmort broke in the same day I must say they got quite lucky."Hagrid!" said Harry, "that Gringotts break-in happened on my birthday! It might've been happening while we were there!"There was no doubt about it, Hagrid definitely didn't meet Harry's eyes this time. He grunted and offered him another rock cake. Which Ryan took he was planning on starting a collection.As Harry Ryan and Luna  walked back to the castle for dinner, their pockets weighed down with rock cakes Ryan had refused to leave.Harry thought that none of the lessons he'd had so far had given him as much to think about as tea with Hagrid. Had Hagrid collected that package just in time? Where was it now? And did Hagrid know something about Snape that he didn't want to tell Harry? Ryan knew that detective conan was now on the case just like the story he would help out better than Ron ever would all he knew was chess they all still talked sometimes with Ron but not as much as the story.

Reincarnation? Wishes? A System? Magic? Harem? Pudding? This story has all of those. Multiverse travel, kingdom building, fan boy dreams come true in this wild story starting in the Harry Potter world. Instantly op character? nope. sharingan at the start? nope. shameless Mc? yep. shameless comedy? yep. NTR. nope. 

Just to let everyone know this is my first story English is my native language I planned 0 chapters in this whole book and I literally started writing it because I simple wanted to read it myself. It contains parts from bringing the farm to another world, shadow hack, and supreme Anime system. leave any advice you want I read all comments and try to take them into account.


(disclaimer I only own my characters I personally make) also there will be some grammar errors and some plot holes think of this as a rough draft I'm just winging it basically at this point lol doing well so far tho I plan to go back later to fix small things like speech and paragraphs sometimes I miss things. be gentle it's my first time.

Fang Qi glanced at the task list on the System Interface. He had completed the second task of establishing dominance and obtained the rewards.
Mr. Fang dreaded turning the Fortune Prize Wheel since he still remembered that he almost got a bag of potato chips when he turned it the last time.
However, Fang Qi glanced at the items listed on the wheel and saw the high-level items included Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children, Orochi's Blood, Random Bloodline Elixir, and a Godly Weapon Fragment. These items would stay on the wheel. Mr. Fang had turned the wheel several times and saw these items many times as well.
As for the low-end items such as potato chips, they would usually only stay on the wheel once. They would be replaced randomly by other things even if they were not drawn.
This time, the spot for the potato chip was replaced by Cappuccino, and the Dove chocolate was also switched off.
Mr. Fang had no choice but to lower his head and turn the Fortune Prize Wheel.
The needle on the wheel swiftly turned and then gradually slowed down until it came to the zone of the high-end items.
Godly weapon fragment…
Passed.
Orochi's Blood…
Mr. Fang's face turned dark when the needle passed it too.
The needle moved even slower, and the next item was Cappuccino.
"F*ck!"
Snap! The needle moved a bit further in the end and stopped at a strange machine.
 [Beep! Host, congratulations on getting a 'Norton's Disassembler'. This machine offers services with fees.]
[TL Note: The Chinese version of Dungeon Fighter Online seems to be a little different compared to the North American version. Therefore, we translated the terminologies to the best of our abilities.]
"Ahh!?" Mr. Fang froze for a few seconds as he glanced at the strange machine that looked like a cupboard. "Norton's Disassembler?"
He felt puzzled, and his vision almost darkened. Wait, I don't even have the game yet! The disassembler' is in place already?
In Dungeon Fighter Online, it was well known that alchemy reached an ultimate high level. In this game, players could even disassemble equipment and crystals; that went to show how advanced this technology was.
Through alchemy, most of the items in the game could be disassembled and made into various colored crystals with different elements or colorless small crystals. Using these crystals of different categories, players could create new equipment.
The colorless small crystals could be understood as mediums or sorcerers' magic crystals.
These crystals had steady and dense structures, which made them extremely important products of alchemy. While ignoring other features, they could act as medium or buffers which were a necessity for using many skills in the game.
Fang Qin didn't know if the skills recreated by the System were like those in the original game. In the original game, once the players that focused on close-range combat went over level 30, they all required colorless small crystals as a medium to use the more powerful skills.
However, in terms of mages, the mage players must cast spells through the mediums, which was the common feature of most systems of mages and sorcerers.
"…" Mr. Fang at a loss for words, wondered why he was given this item before the game was released; it only made sense if this item came after.
He had to accept it anyway since it was his prize…
The only good news was that Fang Qi would get the majority of the income earned from this machine including activation fees and service fees. After all, it was his prize.
In other words, this item would bring him more income later on, but he had to put it away for now.
Another task had stayed on Mr. Fang's System Interface for a long time.
It was the task to unlock the new online game, Dungeon Fighter Online. The number of the sci-fic games and movies including Resident Evil the movie, Resident Evil the game, Grand Thief Auto 5, The Matrix, and StarCraft had reached 5; the earlier ones had far surpassed 1,000 activations.
With more players entering the two old shops, GTA 5, the game with the highest degree of freedom in the sci-fi genre, had more than 6,000 activations.
Despite this game not being that helpful towards improving strength, it was casual, relaxing, and open. The players could get familiar with the functions of modern objects, and the artifact masters, cultivators, and warriors could also learn basic knowledge about the machines in this game.
It was why many cultivators tried this game even though its style was not to their tastes.
For example, Tang Yu had dismantled the marines' guns while he played StarCraft and spent some time on trying to mimic them but couldn't find a way. However, Li Haoran could make a breakthrough in this research with his advantage in the basic knowledge that he learned from Grand Thief Auto 5.
The newly-released StarCraft had a sharp increase in sales lately. As for 'The Matrix', its activation number had reached the target set by the task before the release of StarCraft.
The goal of promoting sci-fi world views was temporarily completed.
As for the goal of unlocking the magic world views, Diablo 2 had been popular for a while now. The movie series including Harry Potter and the Hobbit were not as popular, but the fourth movie of Harry Potter had been released and the first movie of the Hobbit was released; each of them still had many fans.
The basic knowledge of runes and spells in the movies and games were helpful to the viewers. For example, the knowledge in Diablo 2 helped cultivators with the research of magic instillation and teleportation arrays. On top of that, spells such as teleportation and transfiguration had their own advantages.
In a magnificent palace in the inner section of Half City, a demonic woman with brown hair and green eyes stretched lazily and waved her magic wand. In the next moment, she already appeared before the shop.
"It's been a long while since I saw the young Mr. Fang…" She reached out her slim hand to push open the door and entered the shop.
This was the advantage of the teleportation spell shown in Harry Potter. It had limitations in some areas and was even dangerous sometimes, but it was obviously very useful.
Mr. Fang sneezed, and he wondered who was thinking of him. Anyway, including Diablo 2, Devil May Cry, Harry Potter, and the Hobbit, he was only one step away from reaching the goal of the magic world views.
[TL Note: In Chapter 426, the author mentioned that 8 movies and games were required for magic world views, but it is now down to 5 here. We think that the author made a typo in Chapter 426 and will issue the correction.]
…
After completing the last task, he had also obtained an elevation of privileges. Fang Qi saw a tree-shaped graph on the System Interface after his privileges were upgraded.
With this graph, he didn't need the System to send him tasks. Instead, he could see on the System Interface what he would do to develop the internet café and what benefits he would get.
For example, the three shops had all reached the limit for expansion. Fang Qi could calculate through the tree-shaped graph what degree of expansion he should make before he could get new rewards.
This way, he could make his own plans instead of solely relying on getting tasks from the System.


We’ve had systems that help the MCs make pills, steal skills from legendary masters, and even be forced to show off to earn points, but what about a system that allows one to run a virtual reality internet cafe, featuring all the classic games?

Our MC awakens in a new world (Truck-kun strikes again) and finds himself with a mysterious system that allows him to run a fully self-sufficient virtual reality internet cafe! What? Opening an internet cafe in a cultivator world? You can now surf the internet, watch dramas, and play video games?!

One Emperor Warrior cried after visiting MC’s shop, “Damn, Blizzard completes my life!”
Another Yuan River Realm cultivator gasped after drinking Sprite, “What is this sorcery?” 

What else did the MC bring to the cultivator world? Come join us on this adventure as Fang Qi faces off against cultivation sects and major forces with his collection of modern treasures.

Waking up with a krick in the back after what seems like death in a chair in a corporate type office room isn't nearly as glamorous as it may seem at first glance.Wait a moment it doesn't sound glamorous at all is what you are thinking, if so yes you are right.
Let me introduce myself I am the third child of a rather influential UK couple a politician and a business tycoon named Alexander Charles Black.
            At the ripe old age of 21 I have spent 8 years in a hospital room due to a myriad different things that I myself don't really understand or care to question. Simply put I cannot ever get out of the hospital due to whatever it is I am suffering from.  I was admitted into the hospital at the age of thirteen when I collapsed in class and have been there ever since. Last I remember before waking up here was the doctors telling me that I was about to die in a very short amount of time, never thought that amount would be so short though.
              Anyway back to the office, there is a man sitting on the table looking at me like I was some kind of treat, "no, you are not the treat."he says."yes, I can read your mind, yes I'm a God like being, yes you are dead, yes I am here with an offer, yes you can refuse, no you cannot wish for all my powers."alright ill believe you are a god like being, before we wheel and deal though mind introducing yourself?" I reply. "well seeing as mortals can't comprehend my name let alone pronounce it call me loki and I will be your god of chaos and mischief today."
             "okay, I assume you are some sort of chaos god who's powers have been limited so as to let you control them as chaos true chaos cannot really be used per say.and I assume I am here to bring you some kind of entertainment in whatever world you plan on sending me, I also assume much like those fanfiction of various fictional works I will be offered certain wishes in order to help me on this adventure for you? "I ask hopefully as even though I had a very good life I have never really lived it. I just survived if, I was right this might give me a new chance to actually live life rather than just stay alive.
          " Yep you get a one in a billion billion chance to create chaos and entertain me in exchange you get power to life life freely. However unlike said fanfiction I shall now get you immediate op powers like library of heavens path, the gamer system or even skills like instant mastery, if you ever receive said skills it will be because you have earned them. I will let you have three wishes as set up and before you ask you will need to be reborn in every universe as the whole integration thing gets incredibly intricate as such you get to choose who to be reborn as and every new universe you are allowed one new wish or power you can ask that has already been documented in said world in some capacity or another. All this you recover whether or not you do great things in the universe as your mere presence in them creates chaos and the longer you liver the greater the chaos created."he replies.
       " hmm, let me guess this is a take it or leave it kind of deal with no negotiations?"I ask." yep. " he replies. "then I graciously accept your magnanimous offer, may I have some time to think of my wishes?" I ask
Take all the time you need also beware you need to tell me the first five word you plan on travel to and I will calculate whether to give you said powers based on the words you will travel to."
             After some time I say "very well the first five worlds I plan to travel to are 
1.harry potter
2.the elder scrolls V skyrim
3.Game of thrones (TV show)
4.Rwby (Web show)
5.highschool dxd(anime). 
" those are acceptable starter worlds, and what will you use your wishes on keep in mind man wishes will have certain limits that will only be removed when you get to a certain level in power." he replies
                "my wishes are as follows
1.a job system like that in novel the death mage that doesn't want a fourth time. 
2. A pocket dimension with any benefits and downsides you see fit. 
3.a weapon that will grow on power as I grow in power and will be a proper conduit for any power I might have in the future."I reply. 
              " perfectly acceptable wishes for a beginner and not to overpowering nearly everybody before you asked for things like the gates of babylon with all treasurers or something like that at which point I wipe their souls and send them on to reincarnate in this universe itself. Though I will place certain limitations on the second wish as you said, 
Let's see the
1. first one will have to be that I ill make it unaccessible to any but those you let in including god and the likes.
2. In exchange I will limit the size of the dimension to be I square kilometer in size and let you customize it as you see fit.however this size will multiply every new world you travel to and you may use expansion charms as shown in the Harry Potter and fantastic beasts movies
3.Second I will let you take any non sentient beings in the world's you travel to without limit for example in Harry Potter such brings will involve animals like unicorns, thestrals, hippogrifs dragons, etc. House elves do not fall under this category.also any such beings will obey you and any you deem to allow them to obey and cannot harm you. 
4.You may choose two truly sentient beings in any world to permanently travel with you though they will be able to leave the dimension in worlds  other than in their own universe.
5. In exchange however you will be allowed to have any number of non permanent sentients as long as they leave the dimension before you initiate world travel.
6.the dimension will also be very fertile and free of pests and the like so any plants you plant will need no care other than the actual planting may it be either magical of mundane like fruits and vegetables.also the dimension will have an autoclean feature. 
        That is all about the second wish now the job system though slight op is extremely fair and you won't become a sword God just swinging a sword around as is with other systems like the gamer system. And as such is acceptable.the third wish is also very fair a weapon that is only ever as Powerful as you will be and is attuned to your power is acceptable. Now tell me what you want the weapon to actually be and you can get on with your new world wish. "
I decided on a Warhammer axe combo like that of Thor in infinity war with a proper metal handle that will resize to fit my own body size.
" about that worlds wish, can I ask for a one time exception to the two sentient beings limit and ask permission to take five house elves with me in further travel with the limitation that they never leave the dimension other than in the Harry Potter world?" I ask hopefully as the house elves would be able to take care of the various plans and animals I plan to acquire in the Harry Potter universe as. They won't have to clean anything. 
        " Great plan, "he says" they would indeed be useful in other universes and the limitation does balance things however this shall be the only exception. However in the sixth world onwards you can choose three sentients, the eleventh onwards four sentients can be chosen so on and so forth as a prize for more entertainment. "
" Oh good" I say. However in exchange I want you to be inserted into the cannon hot zone so to speak normally you could go to any time like for example before the war with grindelwald, or immediately after it or in the founders era or even before it however if your world wish is more demanding you will be reborn closer to the cannon time line closer to the main characters as well. Is this acceptable in exchange for having five house elves for the future?" he asks."perfectly acceptable, " I reply"shall we get this show on the road?". "before that however choose who you wish to be reborn as and as an outcome of your wish certain characters may be gender reversed so as for me to create a little bit of chaos." loki says. "very well I choose to be the ten month older brother of Draco malfoy who will be in the same batch at hogwarts as Draco and Harry Potter. As I was born on September the 4th." I reply. "good choice" he states you will be heir malfoy and heir secundus of house black after the Potter child. Also do keep in mind you will not have your memories till the day of your seven birthday as I'm  told being a baby is traumatic for adult minds. And that even if someone reads your minds they cannot see the memories of any world other than their own in the first world and as such your first and only mission from me is for you to learn and master occlumency before leaving the Harry Potter world as I will not continue protecting your mind after that particular world is done with. Now off with you."he says as I black out

After death an ordinary every day nerd meets a bored God of chaos who wishes to use Mc for their own entertainment. He is given a very specific set of rules to prevent him from becoming op immediately and as such make his journey more entertaining.
 This is his journey from average dweeb to op character in fictional worlds.
 Btw cover image is not mine got it off Google. it does have the whole spellsword theme I'm going for my mc.

He points his finger to the scar and says "I think it is one of those or he was going to make one with my death."

Ragnok looks disgusted "To create more than one of those foul things he must be mad doesn't he knows that one of them can be used to track the other ones because of the link between them, idiot"

"The problem is you are a Horcrux, then there is nothing short of killing you that can be done to remove it."

"On another hand, if it is just a soul leech or a possession attempt then it becomes much easier and a simple ritual can remove it."

"First, you must be thoroughly checked with healers for any health issues which may cause problems with the procedure. The thing can cost quite a bit somewhere along 10000 galleons"

Harry says "2000 galleons"

He says"9000 galleons"

Harry says "4000 Galleons"

He says "5000 galleons and not 1 galleon less"

Harry says" Deal"

Ragnok says" You are an interesting Human Harry, It is your first day in the magical world but you have somehow managed to not run afoul any goblin customs"

"Let's get going to the medical center," he says and Harry follows.

In the medical center, Harry lies on the bed. The healer comes and performs what he guesses are diagnostic spells. He performs spells for 15 mins and finally performs the last spell on a quill which he probably guesses is a type of dicta-quill.

The Quill writes his report and the healer checks it. After reading it his face is alternating between shock, disbelief, and disgust. And he reperforms the spells just for confirmation and sees no change he looks like his world view just shattered.

He gives me the report and listlessly walks away. Harry wondered what was in his report that the healer had that many expressions and reads it.

Patient: Harold James Potter

Health Report:

Severe Malnutrition

Incorrectly healed Radius Bone(Left hand)

Cracked Occipital bone

Soul Leech

Partial Possession attempt(Increased Aggressiveness and loose emotion control)

Eye Damage due to being in a constant dark area.

Magical Report:

Magical Core Binding: 15% available(80% applied by A.P.W.B.D on October 31st, 1981, 5% Drain due to soul leech)

Natural Occlumens: Blocked(By A.P.W.B.D on October 31st, 1981)

Natural Legilimens: Blocked(By A.P.W.B.D on October 31st, 1981)

High Regeneration: Partially Blocked(By A.P.W.B.D on October 31st, 1981)

Mind Stunt: By A.P.W.B.D on October 31st, 1981

Familiar Bond: Blocked(By A.P.W.B.D on October 31st, 1981)

House Elf Bond: Blocked(By A.P.W.B.D on October 31st, 1981)

Natural Parseltongue

Aggressor Charm(Linked to magical core directed toward Dursley Family, Slytherin House)

Loyalty Charm(Linked to magical core directed to A.P.W.B.D, Dursley Family)

After some 15mins in silence Ragnok came and asked the Healer for the report.

Ragnok reads through the report and comes to Harry and says "The ritual for removing the soul leech can only be done on Samhain which is 3 months away. It is good for us because in the meantime you can be healed completely."

"The blocks except the core one can be removed immediately. The magical one has to wait till the removal of the leech or it can be become stronger during the removal of the binding and use it to perform a possession."

Harry gives the okay for the blocks and charms to be removed and is put into potion induced sleep.

After waking up suddenly he remembers some memories before Voldemort killed Harry's parents. He even remembered everything of his previous life before dying.

Another the thing he noticed was that he was thinking much faster it was as if he was in a sugar rush many memories in his life seem to connect and he made connections that he would not have made before even his last life.

He saw both his old life and Harry's life from third person view. Somehow during that process, the little invisible barrier between Harold Evans and Harry Potter broke and he becomes a new person Harold Potter.

He felt that he had obtained some valuable wisdom from all the memories. It was that if he needed something done he had a better chance at accomplishing by himself rather than depending on someone else but he did not completely cut off people from his life.

He just made priority by doing something by himself and turning to someone else for ideas only when he hit a roadblock.

After some time the healer came", the blocks have been removed, from your the expression you have noticed your mind working faster."

"Next we have two options first one is to take skelegrow in your sleep, and second is taking while awake. The first option will longer recovery time after the potion and you will several rehabilitation exercises to get it into perfect condition. The second will be painful for 2 hours but you won't need to do the exercises the recovery will be faster"

Harold thinks for a moment and decides to take the second option. Next 2 hours were agonizing it was not the pain of the bone growing. The pain was just like many ants biting.

The more the agonizing thing the itching sensation from his bone. The itch he could not scratch. It was agonizing.

After that, the healer prescribes some potions to be taken in the next month for his malnutrition and recommended me to an eye healer.

After thanking and bidding goodbye to the healer. After that, he walks back to Ragnok Office.

Harry says" Director Ragnok Thank you for your time. Can you tell me how I can get to my ancestral home"

Ragnok looks intrigued at the sudden change in Harold's aura and demeanor but he still replies.

"It seems the healer's work has been done well. As for reaching your ancestral home, you need to put on the heir rings for the respective houses."

At that Ragnok ordered someone who bought 7 wooden boxes. In the boxes were 7 signet rings with house crests on them.

He told" Put on the Gryffindor Ring and say the following"

Harold did as told

"I, Harold James Potter, Heir to Noble and Most Ancient House of Gryffindor do hereby swear by wearing this ring to uphold the values and traditions of my family. As Lord Gryffindor, I swear to bring back my family's honor and strive for the betterment of my magical brethren. This I swear, So Mote it be!"

Immediately Some of the magic from the ring seemed to connect to his magical core and then the words appeared in his mind 'Audaces Fortuna iuvat', the Gryffindor family motto 'Fortune Favors the Bold'.

Then he somehow got knowledge of inter-house politics and his responsibilities. From that knowledge, he got one very important piece of information for use on the Gaunt house.

Next, he continued with Peverell

"I, Harold James Potter, Lord to Noble and Most Ancient House of Gryffindor, Heir to Noble and Most Ancient House of Peverell do hereby swear by wearing this ring to uphold the values and traditions of my family. As Lord Peverell, I swear to bring back my family's honor and strive for the betterment of my magical brethren. This I swear, So Mote it be!"

Similar to the one before magic connected to the core and words appeared in his mind 'avaritia facit defectum', the Peverell family motto 'Greed causes Failure'.

"I, Harold James Potter, Lord to Noble and Most Ancient House of Gryffindor, Lord to Noble and Most Ancient House of Peverell, Heir to Noble and Most Ancient House of Potter do hereby swear by wearing this ring to uphold the values and traditions of my family. As Lord Potter, I swear to bring back my family's honor and strive for the betterment of my magical brethren. This I swear, So Mote it be!"

The words 'Natus Vincere' appeared in his mind immediately after performing the oath and putting on the ring, the potter family motto 'Born to Conquer'

"I, Harold James Potter, Lord to Noble and Most Ancient House of Gryffindor , Lord to Noble and Most Ancient House of Peverell, Lord to Noble and Most Ancient House of Potter, Heir to Noble and Most Ancient House of Black do hereby swear by wearing this ring to uphold the values and traditions of my family. This I swear, So Mote it be!"

After the oath, the words 'Pura Semper' appeared in his mind the regularly known 'Toujours pur' was simply a day to day usage of the family motto.

"I, Harold James Potter, Lord to Noble and Most Ancient House of Gryffindor, Lord to Noble and Most Ancient House of Peverell , Lord to Noble and Most Ancient House of Potter, Heir to Noble and Most Ancient House of Black, Heir to Magical House of Evans do hereby swear by wearing this ring to uphold the values and traditions of my family. As Lord Evans, I swear to bring back my family's honor and strive for the betterment of my magical brethren. This I swear, So Mote it be!"

"I Harold James Potter, Lord to Magical House of Evans by the power vested to me by the Conquest over the Ancient House of Gaunt hereby call the House of Gaunt to be Defunct and thus all Belongings of the Gaunts including the family-magic are to be absorbed by the Magical House of Evans. So I swear, So Mote it be!"

As soon as he said it A cheetah and a coral snake manifested in the air the cheetah attacked and bit the snake gave the screen and burst and the magic went into the cheetah.

The cheetah gave a roar and ran into him and he felt something in him being changed it was the feeling of something being strengthened. He argued in his mind that it was probably the Bloodline being strengthened

After it came outside it seemed to wait for something and Harold understood it. Generally, only families on the level of a minor house had family motto's because it took at least 3 generations to decide it. So he had to make one for the family. After thinking for a bit he stated

"I Harold James Potter, Lord to Ancient House of Evans hereby state that the family motto of the family shall be 'Amor enim Genus', the love for the family. So I swear, So Mote it be!"

The Cheetah bows and disappear.

Suddenly a small number of items appear a paper which looks like a land deed, A dagger, a wand. Roughly 2000 galleons appeared.

Harold took and read it and he laughed himself silly when he saw that it was for the land on which gaunt shack was built 1000 hectares of land which he now owned. He taught the land Could be put to good use by making into a family Ancestral for Evans. He would deal with it later.

He gave the items to Ragnok and asked to deposit it in the Evans Vault.

"I, Harold James Potter, Lord to Noble and Most Ancient House of Gryffindor, Lord to Noble and Most Ancient House of Peverell , Lord to Noble and Most Ancient House of Potter, Heir to Noble and Most Ancient House of Black, Lord to Ancient House of Evans hereby claim the Slytherin Line by conquest"

Suddenly a Basilisk appeared it seemed to be going to attack him but suddenly a Griffin, A Cheetah, A crow, A Grimm came out and what seemed like a huge battle. A black glob was shot out of the basilisk and suddenly burned.

The basilisk seemed to have suddenly seemed to gain sentience instead of being like a mindless beast it was before. It was as if it was under a curse before. He quickly followed his instinct and said

"I, Harold James Potter, Lord to Noble and Most Ancient House of Gryffindor, Lord to Noble and Most Ancient House of Peverell , Lord to Noble and Most Ancient House of Potter, Lord to Magical House of Evans, Heir to Noble and Most Ancient House of Black, Heir to Noble and Most Ancient House of Slytherin do hereby swear by wearing this ring to uphold the values and traditions of my family. As Lord Slytherin, I swear to bring back my family's honor and strive for the betterment of my magical brethren. This I swear, So Mote it be!"

The basilisk seemed thankful and bowed. Then like the cheetah it rushed into his body but instead of a feeling of being strengthened it felt like something was added to him. Then the words appeared in his mind 'in quo percussit inimicum timet maxime', the Slytherin motto 'Strike where the enemy fears the most'.

I then looked to Ragnok for an explanation.

He said….

A guy is reborn just after finding the best cultivating method in the world. Fail

Chapter 5: Po-tay-to or Po-tat-o

Harry was in a daze as he made his way to the Great Hall for lunch, having missed the rest of his morning classes. He was still in a daze when he made it back to his common room at the end of the day. He still wasn't quite sure he believed all he'd been told, but Dumbledore's presence indicated it was all true. He'd...impregnated Malfoy. During a ****. He'd raped Malfoy and knocked him up.

Sweet Merlin!

"Harry, you wanted to talk to me?"

He nodded. He'd told Ron and the others that he couldn't go out to the pitch with them because he had to get the notes he'd missed earlier. But actually he just wanted to speak to Hermione alone. Because she was Muggle-born and so smart, he figured she'd be the easiest one to approach first.

"You want my notes, right?" Hermione continued. "When you didn't make it to class, I actually charmed my quill to make a copy automatically. So, here."

He accepted the bundle of parchment with a mumbled thank you. When she turned to go back to the girls' dormitory, he asked her not to leave.

"Is this about your visit to the Headmaster?" He nodded. "Don't tell me you actually did have to save the world?"

Harry shook his head. "That would have been too easy." He glanced around, then dragged her over to a sofa in the corner. Thankfully, the common room was nearly empty. Following classes, most students either napped, studied in the library, or searched for trouble to get into. " I want to talk to you, but I don't want this getting back to Ron just yet."

Hermione grabbed his hands. "What is it, Harry? You know I can keep your secrets."

"What-what do you know about Progenitors?" he nearly whispered.

"They were created during the First Persecution in order to ensure that the Wizard World survived. They are wizards capable of pregnancy without the aid of potions or direct spells. The enchantment they used was so complex that it flowed within the blood of their offspring, thereby making the male offspring Progenitors as well. This trait was eventually bred out due to existence of more witches and normal pregnancies."

"But just like with muggles, there can be throwbacks?"

"Two recessive Progenitors could have a Progenitor, but the odds are astronomical," Hermione said, scoffing at the notion. Then she studied Harry a bit longer and paled. "Oh, Harry, you're not-"

"No, I'm not." She looked relieved. "Malfoy is."

"Malfoy? Figures. Repeated inbreeding can cause all sorts of nasty recessive traits to appear. But why were you told this?"

Harry slumped back against the sofa. "Malfoy's pregnant."

"So?"

Harry stared at her.

"Seriously, Harry, what does it matter to us that Malfoy's a slut who-"

"Don't," he said forcibly. "Don't call him that."

She frowned. "You're not making any sense. Why are you defending Malfoy? And why are we talking about him in the first place? So what that's he's up the duff? It couldn't have happened to a nicer person," she sneered. "Wonder what his dear old dad's going to say? Maybe he'll hex him-"

"This stops now," Harry said firmly. "He was right, you know. He knew this was the way everyone would react. Slytherins don't look at the world with blinders on. They see so clearly."

"What are you on about? Malfoy's preggers. Let him deal with it."

"It's not an it!" Harry shouted, then looked sheepish as everyone stared at them. "It's a child," he said much softer.

"Malfoy's child," Hermione pointed out.

"And mine."

Hermione froze. Then she opened her mouth. Then she closed it. Finally, she decided she could speak. "What?"

"I'm the father, the other father, I guess."

"What? How?"

"The usual way."

Hermione shook her head. "No, I don't believe you, Harry. This is some sort of mind game you and Ron are playing on me, right?"

"I wish. Look, Hermione, you know that my relationship with Malfoy has always been...intense. We just went too far one night."

"But..." She couldn't think of anything else to say.

"You know I thought I could be gay or bi or something."

She nodded. "But..." she sputtered to a stop again.

"It's not his fault. What we did was unexpected, and he wasn't used to having to do a contraceptive spell. It's not a trap or anything. Dumbledore and Snape both sat in on the meeting. He's pregnant, 'Mione, and it's mine. I mean, he or she is mine."

"Are you certain? He's-"

He placed two fingers quickly against her lips. "Mine, Hermione."

"The baby...or Malfoy?" Hermione asked when her lips were freed.

"For the moment, both. This situation is my responsibility. I have to take care of both of them."

"You're seventeen, Harry."

"And I'm being trained to kill a wizard that even Dumbledore can't touch. So what does my age have to do with anything? Admit it. If this was Ginny we were talking about, or Cho or anything other non-Slytherin, you'd be harping on me to take responsibility."

"But Malfoy..." She shuddered. "You know his father is going to want to give the baby to You-Know-Who."

"Which is why Draco has decided to join our side. He's really protective."

"Malfoy?" Hermione snorted.

"You know, if we knew the Slytherins half as well as they know us, we wouldn't have to rely on some stupid seventeen-year-old to win a war."

"You're not stupid, Harry, and what do you mean?"

"When it comes to being prejudiced, we Gryffindors are worse than the Slytherins."

"We are not! How can you say that when every other word out of Malfoy's mouth is mud-blood."

"And every other word out of our mouths equates Slytherin with Death Eater. They are not one and the same."

"Everyone knows dark wizards come from Slytherin House."

"Except we seem to forget Peter Pettigrew was one of my dad's best friends and a Gryffindor."

"But-but that's different! He was an anomaly."

"He was a Gryffindor and now he's Voldemort's right-hand man! How many other anomalies are there in Gryffindor? Or Ravenclaw? Or even Hufflepuff? Voldemort has tricked us into watching all the Slytherins, while the real evil could exist somewhere else."

"Is that what your precious Draco whispered in your ear while he seduced you?"

Harry laughed and it was not a nice sound. "There you go being prejudiced again. Why do you assume Draco was the one doing the seducing? Maybe I started it. Maybe I-attacked him."

Hermione lay her hand on his shoulder. "Oh, Harry, Malfoy's certainly done a number on you."

He shook off her hand and stood up. "I really hoped that you of all people would understand. You live in the real world. You know what it feels like to be labeled because of where you live or how you dress or what your parents do for a living."

"I don't hate Malfoy for where he lives or how he dresses or what his parents do for a living. I hate him for what he himself has said and done."

"And you've never said anything nasty to someone or played a dirty trick on someone or got someone into trouble because you didn't like them?"

"I had my reasons," she pouted, folding her arms defensively.

"And Draco had his. But none of that matters now. Not to me, and not to him. We have a life we're responsible for, and if you and my other friends can't accept that, then being with Draco isn't the only mistake I've made in my life."

"Aha! So you admit it was a mistake," Hermione gloated.

"I'm seventeen. Getting anyone pregnant would be a mistake! But that doesn't mean being with Draco was a mistake." He shook his head in frustration and started to walk away.

"Harry, wait. I'm sorry about Malfoy." Hermione gave him a feeble smile.

Green eyes made sure they stared directly at her as he said, "I'm not," before turning and leaving the Common Room.

Chapter Six: Are We Slytherins or Hufflepuffs?

"What did you do to Potter this time?"

Draco didn't look up from the text he was reading. One of Snape's bloody potions had put him to sleep for the rest of the afternoon. He had a whole day of classes to make up. And no time to waste chitchatting with Pansy Parkinson. "What are you on about, Pans?"

"Both you and Potter were missing from morning lessons. That usually means trouble."

"Or it could just mean Potter and I were somewhere shagging."

She snorted. "Riiiight. You and Potter? I don't think so."

"Why? Haven't you noticed the body he returned with after the summer?"

"Sure I have."

"And you know firsthand that I go both ways, or are you forgetting that weekend with Blaise?"

Pansy blushed. "I'll be 120 and still remember that vividly, Draco. But we're talking Potter. You wouldn't shag Potter merely to satisfy an itch. So if you are shagging Potter, I want to know why."

"Why should I tell you shit?" he asked as he turned a page.

"Because we're Slytherins and we know when something's up," Blaise Zabini said, and Draco looked up to see the seventh year Slytherins surrounding him: Pansy, Blaise, Millicent Bulstrode, Daphne Greengrass, Tracey Davis, Theodore Nott, Gregory Goyle, and Vincent Crabbe. "You and Potter have been acting oddly ever since we came back after Christmas."

"Yeah, no fights or nothing," Goyle pointed out.

Sighing, Draco closed his book. Goyle talked a bit too loud at times, and he could tell that they weren't going to take "fuck off" as an answer-not when they were ganged up as they were. "Let's take this to the dorm."

Unlike the Gryffindor tower, the dungeon didn't care what sex went into which dorm. Chairs were transfigured around the bed which Draco sat upon like a throne. "Potter and I are shagging," he said first, getting that out of the way.

"Why?" Pansy inquired again. "Potter isn't someone to fuck around with for kicks. He's not only a Gryffindor and has a tendency to take things like that seriously-"

"But he's powerful and can squish you like a bug," Blaise added. "And if he didn't squish you, his friends would for breaking the Golden Boy's heart. Too much of a risk for a random fuck. So what's the real story? Is this some sort of-plan?" Blaise's eyebrow went up for emphasis.

Draco made a rude noise. As if he'd allow his father and that mutated half-blood to use him as a whore. "Yes, it's a plan-my plan. I've made a decision and Potter's part of it."

"What is this all about?" Blaise asked impatiently.

"Tell me something, Blaise. Do you want to be branded, to run around in a mask like some lowlife bandit, killing people in order to prove you are better than they are, when you already know for a fact you are? Do you want to kill and maim at the command of another? We're Purebloods. We give orders. We don't follow."

"We've talked about this before, Draco, and you know how I feel, how we all feel. But-"

"Our parents-" Millicent Bulstrode interrupted.

"Are fools," Draco said bluntly. "Instead of banding together to get rid of a powerful threat to themselves, they joined Him. They became His slaves, His army of sycophants. I, for one, am no one's toy to command. If I am to kill, it will be because someone is in my way, not His. Besides, our parents forgot one crucial matter-if the world is rid of half-bloods, mudbloods and muggles, who will we be superior to?"

Pansy paled. "We'll be average...ordinary," she said with a shudder that spread through the other Housemates.

Blaise rubbed at his temples. "You're advocating... Are you saying you're joining the side of the Light?"

"If we follow our parents' lead, the future holds two options for us: 1) we end up dead or the equivalent thereof in Azkaban, or 2) we end up slaves to a master who wanks to the sound of his own voice saying 'Crucio!' That's not my idea of a secure future."

"And being Potter's slut is?"

"If it gets me to my goal, then yes. Potter's not about to crucio me for looking at him the wrong way. Potter's not about to hand me over to my fellow comrades and tell them to do whatever they want to me because I displeased him. And if I get put in Azkaban, Potter's not going to sit around and let me rot there like You-Know-Who did with my father!"

"What happens if you go with Potter's side and the Dark Lord wins?" Pansy asked.

Draco laughed. "The Dark Lord and Potter have gone up against each other almost every year since Potter's been at Hogwarts and Potter's still alive and kicking."

"But the Dark Lord was weakened. He's getting stronger every year."

"And so is Potter," Draco countered. "Do you really think the Light would put up with Potter's antics if they didn't seriously have evidence that he can defeat You-Know-Who? Potter fucking owns Dumbledore, Dumbledore who defeated the dark wizard Grindelwald. There's no way Potter can lose." Especially not with me prompting him along a bit.

"You're the son of Lucius Malfoy. You really think the Light is just going to accept you into its sanctimonious midst?" Blaise pointed out.

"The Light needs Potter. Potter needs me. Therefore, the Light needs me. They keep me happy, I keep Potter happy, and the whole fucking world rejoices. I don't foresee any problems."

"Maybe not for you, but what about the rest of us? Do we all need to go find a Gryffindor to shag?" Millicent snarled.

He thought about it. Did he want to go this alone? Shuddering at the thought of being the lone Slytherin in a nest of Gryffindors-Snape the Spy not included-he altered the Plan a bit. He gave Millicent a mocking half-bow. "My single sacrifice is enough to secure a place for all who want to join me."

"I know you're a good shag, Draco," Blaise said, "but let's be realistic. What happens when the mudblood and the weasel convince Potter that he's better off shagging a hippogriff than you?"

"Aw, Blaise, I'm wounded by your lack of faith in me. See, I can give Potter something that a hippogriff can't." He paused dramatically. "I'm a Progenitor."

"Holy fuck," Pansy hissed.

"You? Let yourself get knocked up and all stretched out of shape? Not bloody likely," Millicent snarled.

"You forget the number one rule of Slytherin: do what is necessary for your own survival," Draco reminded her. Then he frowned. "I'll stretch back afterwards, right?"

The witches in the group just looked at him and laughed.

He hated being laughed at, but made a mental note to look into the lingering cosmetic effects of pregnancy. He'd searched the physical effects, knew that there was a risk of internal hemorrhaging, loss of the use of his magic, and systemic sepsis in the case of a dead fetus before birth (he wouldn't have any means of expelling the fetus before the birth canal formed). But he never realized he might be...imperfect after the birth.

Damn.

"So, you're gonna let Potter knock you up?" Crabbe asked, finally understanding what was going on.

"No. Not 'gonna.' Have."

Pansy squealed and reached out to touch his belly. "There's a tiny Malfoy in there?"

Blaise took a step back. "Damn, mate, you're serious about this."

"You bet your arse I'm serious. You should be, too. If your idea of fun is dodging lethal curses and being knee-deep in hot, sticky muggle blood, go home and enjoy yourself. Oh, and don't forget the painful brand of a half-dead and all-crazed dark lord you'll be sporting on your arm so that he can keep track of all your movements and yank you to his side like some faithful bitch any time he wants to."

"Well, aren't you Potter's bitch?" Nott snarled.

Draco bared his neck. "Do you see a leash on me? Do you see me at Potter's beck and call? Just because we're fucking and I'm carrying his whelp doesn't make him my bloody master. In fact, it's just the opposite. He dances to my tune."

"Prove it," Blaise dared.

Draco sniffed. "I'll not do shit just because of a stupid dare. What do you take me for? A First Year? If you want something, make me an offer."

Blaise angled his head toward the other Slytherins and they moved to a corner of the room. Draco watched them, huddled and whispering with gestures. Although there were many at Hogwarts that would refute it, they were truly his friends and he didn't want to see them mixed up in the shit he'd endured during Yule. He didn't want to see any of them end up like their parents. Like his parents. Besides, "the gallant saving of his comrades from a life of evil service to the Dark Lord" would probably score him some points with Potter and his followers.

Life just kept getting sweeter all the time.

The Slytherins seemed to come to an agreement and they walked back to Draco. Blaise and Pansy looked at each other, both used to being spokespersons when Draco couldn't be. Finally Pansy nodded to Blaise.

"Here's the offer," Blaise said. "Get Potter to agree to a binding-"

"The whole ceremony, Draco," Pansy interrupted. "Dress robes, attendants, and Dumbledore doing the honors-"

"And we'll pledge ourselves to you," Blaise finished, scowling at Pansy. "But not to the Light."

A binding. He glared at the witches, figuring that kind of romantic shit had to come from them. Bitches. But Slytherin bitches. However, he was a Slytherin, too, and a bitch when necessary. "Accio quill and parchment." He took a minute to write out a contract which he handed to Pansy. "Read it aloud," he demanded.

"'If Draco Malfoy gets Harry Potter to consent to a full ceremonial binding, officiated by Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Magic, we, the undersigned, do hereby agree to swear our loyalty, fealty, and allegiance to Draco Malfoy.'" She looked around at her fellow Slytherins. "That sound right?"

Everyone nodded, except for Nott. "We're just exchanging one master for another," he said angrily.

Draco smirked. "Comparing me to the Dark Lord? Thanks for the compliment, Theo."

"Draco's no dark lord," Pansy said. "At least he's giving us a choice."

"Is he?"

Draco rolled his eyes. "If you don't want to sign this, don't, Theo." He pulled his wand. "I'll just obliviate this entire conversation from your mind and leave you to your wretched future. Makes no difference to me."

Nott looked around at his various friends and sighed. "Fine. I'll sign the damn thing."

The parchment was passed around and signed with a pen charmed to siphon the writer's blood as ink. With a bow, Blaise presented the parchment to Draco.

He rolled it up carefully and put protective spells on it. "Consider it done. But know this-I will not accept betrayal on any level. I may not be my father's perfect son, but I learned how to hex, how to scheme, how to make people rue the day they ever dared to cross a Malfoy, all that I learned at my father's knee. In other words, don't even think about fucking me over. Is that clear?"

"We'll be as loyal as fucking Hufflepuffs," Pansy quipped with a smirk.

"You fucking better be," Draco said and dismissed them all with a wave.

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