Chapter 72

As the boys chuckled at Harry's now infamous disapproval of the game, Harry discreetly cast observe on Anthony.

Anthony Goldstein

Lv-5

HP-250/250

MP-150/150

Race-Wizard

Str-4

Vit-4

Dex-5

Int-7

Wis-5

Luc-4

Anthony Goldstein is a half-blood wizard and the son of two muggleborn potion shop owners. He grew up in a magical household in Ravenstonedale until, at age eleven, he learned that he had been accepted into Hogwarts. He is a smart and studious boy but likes to lay Quidditch and sleep a lot.

He likes Harry but is a bit jealous of Harry's ability to make friends so quickly.

Harry's eyebrows went up. Was he jealous of Harry's ability to make friends? The one who people only talked to because he was famous? The one who never left his dorm room unless it was for the classes or the library?

Regardless, Harry himself used to have his fair share of problems making friends during his Dursley days, so he understood Anthony's plight quite well. He decided to let him have some time with Stephen.

"I think I'll go off exploring again," Harry said.

"Didn't you go exploring last weekend too?" Terry asked.

"There's just so much to see I guess," Harry replied with a shrug and went back to his porridge. Like Anthony, his Gamer's Mind had stopped him from misjudging many people, and Harry was thankful for that. His eyes drifted towards the Gryffindor table…he had judged Ron Weasley on the train…walked right out on the boy when he'd dredged up his memories from the night of his parents' deaths… had he alienated a tactless, but ultimately innocent boy, just out of his own instinctive anger?

He shook his head. What was done was done. There wasn't much he could do about it now, so there wasn't much point in thinking about it.

Just then, the mail arrived.

Harry had gotten used to this by now and didn't give it too much mind, but it had given him a bit of a shock on the first morning when about a hundred owls had suddenly streamed into the Great Hall during breakfast, circling the tables until they saw their owners, and dropping letters and packages onto their laps.

Nobody had brought Harry anything so far. This morning, however, a tiny brown owl dove out of the flock and straight down towards him. Harry, having not been paying much attention to the owls, didn't see this until a window flashed up.

Warning: High-speed avian missile incoming!

"Huh?"

BONK!

The owl smacked headfirst into Harry's forehead and knocked him straight off the bench and onto the ground.

"OW!"

The owl struggled to its feet, shook itself, flapped its wings, and flew up onto the table hooting angrily at the rest of the students on the table, who were laughing. It dropped a note onto Harry's plate, grabbed a piece of bacon, and flew off.

Harry struggled back into his seat and ignoring the laughter of his friends, tore the letter open at once. It said, in a very untidy scrawl,

Dear Harry,

I don't know if you remember me, but I knew your mum and dad back in the day, and they'd have my head if I didn't write to you after you came to Hogwarts. I know you get Tuesday afternoons off, so would you like to come and have a cup of tea with me at around three? I want to hear all about your time at Hogwarts so far.

Send me an answer back with a school owl.

Rubeus Hagrid

If there was anyone who would know about a three-headed dog in the school, it was sure to be the groundskeeper. Harry pulled out a quill, scribbled 'Yes, please, see you on Tuesday' on the back of the note, and dropped it into his pocket, in which Hedwig stayed.

"Could you get this to the groundskeeper girl? His hut's near the forest edge. You've seen it." He muttered down to Hedwig, who was warbling with laughter inside the pocket, having seen the entirely amusing series of events through the one-sided transparent pocket.

"Calm down, you spoiled little roast chicken," Harry muttered. He heard a faint chirp and a pair of whooshes, dimmed through the quieting charm.

The letter was delivered.

After eating and waving goodbye to his friends, Harry made his way to the grounds, let Hedwig free, and started jogging along the walls of a section of the castle where nobody was roaming, hoping to increase his Dex a bit. The last time he'd handled the Legion Zombie well, but it'd drained him pretty hard. He'd have to get faster, since the Legion's biggest weakness was its speed and range of attack.

Suddenly, an idea struck him. Opening up a window, he quickly flipped to his perks. Sure enough, it was there.

Unicorn's Boost- Allows user to run as fast as a unicorn for a brief amount of time. That's around 70 kilometers per hour. Much faster than most other magical creatures.

But how much was a brief amount of time? Harry clicked on the time, and the perk's text box expanded a bit and more text appeared.

Usage time - (Dex + Wis) minutes + (Mana Pool Capacity) seconds

Speed and Time improvable by practice.

He pulled up his stat window.

HP-525/525

MP-300/300

STR-12

VIT-10(+4)=14

DEX-12(+4)=16

INT-16

WIS-14

LUC-19

POINTS-25

He started calculating his run time.

Usage time = (16+14) minutes + 300 seconds = 35 minutes

So his run time came down to 35 minutes. Which wasn't so brief after all. Harry sent a mental thank you to the unicorn that had given him the ability.

Quickly deciding that it was time for an upgrade, Harry started distributing his stat points. While grinding would be much easier, Harry wasn't going to have time to grind his stats with all the exams and homework that was heading his way, and stat points were often given as rewards for his academic quests, so he could afford to splurge a little. He put ten in Vit, four in Dex, six in Wis and the remaining five in luck.

STR-12

VIT-20(+4)=24

DEX-16(+4)=20

INT-16

WIS-20

LUC-24

Nodding at his new stats, he turned back to the perk, which now had a usage time of 48 minutes!

This perk had almost limitless potential. Harry wondered how fast he could actually move using the Unicorn Boost perk. There were some really cool things that could be done with super-speed. Why, there was even that new 'Flash' TV show that had just come on air in 1990. Harry had managed to catch a few glimpses while Dudley watched it. It was about a guy that could move really fast, and he did some pretty amazing stuff like running up walls and running on water.

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