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HP: The Magical Gamer

A 10 year old Harry Potter was sleeping soundly in his house when something extraordinary miracle happens to him. He is Chosen to be the first gamer of his world by someone called Creator, and there are no conditions on how he should use it. And after discovering this he decided to become the strongest one in the world.

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Chapter 176: Dreamer!

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I moaned when her hand wandered down and she cupped my crotch.

Before this could progress further, a wave of strong wind came like a shearing knife, separating me from my sister, and buffeting her away until she was just a dot in the sky. 

Her instinctive scream rattled my soul, my heart jumping in my throat as I tried to free myself from these malicious winds and go after her. But all was in vain. Like a hand of God swiping me down from up above, the wind carried me toward the ground.

Like a meteorite, I plummeted toward the earth. I gave up, accepting my death and closing my eyes as the ground swiftly approached me.

A strange malevolent sensation made my eyes snap open.

I ducked under a curse before I realised that I didn't need to. I was just a spectre and an unwilling spectator here.

The here being Greengrass Manor.

My surprise at abruptly finding myself here lasted only for a second before I surmised that the [Dreamer] perk was at work again, showing me either a memory of the past or a vision of the future. 

I sighed wistfully, missing the sweet dream about my sister already, the details about it beginning to blur like dreams ought to do.

Looking at the youthful face of Proserpina Greengrass and the scared visage of Tim Greengrass, I concluded it was obviously the past and not the future that was happening in front of my eyes.

I walked into a corner, watching the spectacle curiously. That was all I could do since this had already happened and couldn't be changed.

Eight Death Eaters stood barring the exit of the Manor, trapping the Greengrass couple and stopping them from escaping, not that they would have since their daughter was still upstairs.

"What is the meaning of this, Robert?" Tim Greengrass shouted as the spellfire lulled and both the parties panted, catching their breaths, glaring at each other. Tim's wand hand shook as he trained it at the only unmasked Death Eater.

The dark-bearded man chuckled contemptuously. "You thought there'd be no consequences for your actions, Greengrass? That the Dark Lord wouldn't see your treachery?"

Tim wore a deeply confused look as he yelled defensively, "What treachery? I'm firmly on Lord Voldemort's side. I didn't do anything!"

Robert scoffed, derision colouring his tone. "There has been an ongoing information leak for months, resulting in the deaths of our men and the failure of our raids. And all the evidence points toward your family. It is either you or your wife or both of you. Doesn't matter, you both will die anyway."

Tim looked baffled for a second before he swerved on his feet, turning to his wife and ignoring the attackers. "Proserpina! Tell me you didn't! Tell me you did not just ruin our family because of your friendship with the blood traitors."

She didn't respond.

Her silence was the answer as she glowered at the assailants, not giving her cowardly husband any attention.

It was an understatement to say that I was shocked by the conversation. I had always thought that Tim Greengrass was a hero. That he had always been on our side. But this memory seemed to say otherwise. It painted him with unflattering colours, washing away the fake golden shine of the falsehood.

I looked on as Tim Greengrass lost his remaining composure, letting out an incoherent frustrated cry before turning his wand at his own wife. 

"Robert. Listen. Take this traitor bitch away and her mudblood runt too. Kill them, do whatever you want with them. Just spare me. Believe me when I say that I did not know about her disloyalty. I am a loyal supporter of our lord. I would not turn against him. Please, trust me!"

If I had the power I'd have already cleaved this fucking man and killed him in cold blood for even uttering those words, for trying to hand my aunt and my best friend to these animals. 

But all I could do was seeth in anger as the confrontation changed from bad to worse, as the tension rose to an explosive degree.

"Really, Tim? You are going to sacrifice me and Daphne to save your own hide? How pathetic can you be?" She said in an ice-cold voice, her knuckles turning white from her grip on the wand.

"Haha. Don't act like a victim, Proserpina. You brought this on yourself! I'm not going down with you. As for Daphne? I cannot even be sure if she is my own offspring. If you can betray my cause so easily, you can be unfaithful too." Tim yelled, spittle flying out of his mouth as he gnashed his teeth, trying to rationalise his selfish decision, trying to gain the moral high ground.

Aunt Proseprina heaved a sorrowful sigh. "She is your child, Tim. Don't do this. There is still a chance. I can save us. Don't turn on me."

"You dare! You have already turned on me."

"Enough squabbling. Tim, come here if you're with us." Robert grunted, getting annoyed by the family drama.

But Aunt Proserpina didn't even give her husband a chance to join the Death Eaters. She shot a stunner at him as soon as he tried to move towards safety, as soon as he had his back facing her.

That was the spark that reignited the spellfire.

She swept her arm up and a giant slab of stone rose instantly. She hunkered down behind it as they rained spells at her. She tried to contain her panicked emotions, knowing that she couldn't win if she wasn't able to master them.

Unfortunately, she overestimated the durability and safety of the wall.

The stone barrier simply exploded into pieces the next second and the impact of it knocked her far against the wall. She crumpled against it, whimpering as a well of pain erupted in her stomach.

She coughed loudly and sluggishly got on her feet with much effort, grimacing at the taste of the blood.

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