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Hitman's Multiverse Adventures

A regular man from our world gets to reincarnate and travel various worlds of fiction assisted by the memories, experiences and abilities of Agent 47, along with a Hammerspace and infinite ammo weapons. SI with Multi-series crossover. First up Harry Potter world!

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From this world to the next!

It felt like a really long dream, where you sleep without a thought in your mind, no worry for the day, nor for the days, weeks, months and years ahead of you. It feels serene, as the seas, where the tides subside, the surface is still, the waters calms down and the world's feel like it stood still, just for you!

And yet, it is an oxymoron, just like the idea of still, settled and calm seas. No matter what, be it hidden or deeply buried, man worries. Be it for now, about the past and the future. And like other men, even I worried, as the days passed by, days became weeks and soon year passed by.

I would use the Elder Wand, that Dumbledore allowed me to inherit, and I learnt feats of magic, which made me equal to the wizards, and then their superior, as I rapidly absorbed and soaked in the arcane knowledge, be it from the professors who had come to know me well by now, or Headmaster, who had been my mentor for a long while now, and taught me everything he knew.

I had been his most promising student, as I had inherited not Just his magic, his knowledge, but also his morals, his principles and even some of his quirks, as I then, ventured out of the confines, I set for myself.

My parents had decided to resume their post at Hogwarts, and offered a lot of Electives, which were growing in popularity.

I had taken Arithmancy, Ancient Runes for OWLS, and then Alchemy, Cursebreaking, Enchanting and CoMC for my NEWTs, along with the classic subjects.

I had naturally got an O, as was to be expected, and even managed to apprentice first under Albus, then under Nicholas Flamel. It was under his tutelage, that I applied for an apprenticeship for Healing, Ancient Magic, Dark Arts, and Defence Against Dark Arts to Perenelle Flamel, who was like the second coming of Morgana, and extremely well-versed in arcane arts, most obscure and thoroughly frowned upon.

She wasn't a dark witch, but simply came from a time, when magic was never considered evil or bad, but its user and his intention decided his morality.

She even offered to tutor me on Rituals, which didn't have a mastery, as there is no standard for A Mastery in Rituals, which is an absurd notion. I had spent at least six years at Flames, who had declared me as their most promising student till date.

My magical reserves had grown vastly, as I learnt, due to my various forms, I apparently have a longer lifespan. As a side effect, my puberty lasted till I was twenty two.

I hadn't grown stubble or cracked voice till then, and I was called a boy-toy, either due to my utterly ridiculous MAX CHARM looks, or due to the fact, I was a pet student for all teachers. That didn't mean, I didn't get laid, but I had to wait till adulthood, till I finally started growing hair in the right places.

I had learnt all I could, from my parents, my grandparents, my teachers, my Masters with whom I apprenticed, which included a year at Newt's too, who taught me all about the magizoology, the care and nurturing of all creatures, and their different habitat, diets and tendencies, most of which I could not learn by simply talking to these creatures.

After that, I spent at least a few years travelling the world, meeting new people, learning new things, collecting various bit and pieces of information, and even suffered a few setbacks.

I had watched as my teachers grew old and departed the world, the canon characters grew old and were released from their mortal shackles, and even suffered from the grief of burying my own family, and last emotional attachment in this world.

I had secluded myself in the Amazonian Jungles, with a few tribes, where I was revered as the Immortal Sage, due to living with the people for more than seventeen centuries. Not, once did we meet the other people who lived outside the Jungle, and I had been completely disconnected from this world, due to no longer having a need to go outside.

My phone could connect to the internet outside, and I could download all information now, which included magical knowledge too, as it seemed the Statute of Secrecy was broken some thirteen hundred years ago.

I had never grown old, as I was frozen in time at my peak of thirty years, and even the Basilisk of Salazar Slytherin died three centuries after I had found her. I had managed to 'acquire' the Invisibility Cloak from Harry's foolish child, while I was Headmaster at Hogwarts, and I had kept the Resurrection Stone on me, out of sentimental reasons.

By now, my magic was so vast, that the air shimmered when I exhaled lightly. My magic had seeped into the grounds, which I had hallowed with rituals, and made Unplottable, and I had noticed the dense trees that grew in my presence.

My magic was attracting creatures and people alike, but after a single glance at me, they would run away after bowing to me.

I had decided to stop breathing, and meet my ROB, as I had fulfilled everything I desired from this world. I had learnt all I could, and found a loving family, with whom I spent a loving and memorable life.

I had learnt that, the Three Hallows do extend your life, as the wand prolongs your body, the stone prolongs your mind and your mental acuity, and the cloak prolongs your soul, granting you a vitality to live. The three combined granted me a long life, but I knew I didn't want to live any longer.

I had felt subconsciously, that the three Hallows needed to be on my person to affect me, and I would always be draped in the Invisibility Cloak, with the Stone hanging on my chest embedded in a pendant, while the wand was in a wand holster touching my arm.

When I was ready to depart, I looked at the tribesmen, many of whom were my children, and their descendants, as I had quite a orgy with the gorgeous women here. I bid them farewell, as I had already instructed them in magic and everything I knew.

With a last look, and an eager mind, I stored all three Hallows and instantly, turned to ash feeling absolutely nothing almost like I was falling asleep for the first time, after being awake for so long. I had a smile on my face, when I heard the deep voice around me. "Welcome back son. I hope you had a pleasant stay."