29 The Game.
Mum tempered our fun: "Have fun after you complete your chores, your rooms have to be cleaned, and the garden needs attention."
Harry drank his potion, and nodded: "That won't take long, Aunt Petunia."
That is right, with Level 30 and a month of a decent diet, it made a big change, now with his body and Magic corrected, he needs to follow a potion regime for two weeks. Harry was already a totally different guy. Our chores were done in record time, I even got a new skill out of it.
New skill Acquired:
Gardening LV1
No comments! I never worked a day in the garden before, that was Harry's job, besides, I hate digging in the dirt. I probably never going to be an Earth Mage or Druid, even in my old life I didn't have green fingers, neither did my ex-wives have them. Even combined we managed to kill off all the plant life in our house, even Cacti and desert plants didn't survive our care in our home. So, getting the Gardening skill is considered a major achievement and an indication of Harry's teaching skills.
In my room I explained the display of our Status to Harry: "I changed a lot on the display, at first it was too detailed, the skills for example, Writing Level 5, Bicycle Riding Level 3, even Potty Training Level 8. I hid all those Skills and left the ones I considered important, or did not exactly understand.
Like the Magic Education, or the Magic from Voldemort, I even have Higher Education Locked, and I don't know why."
I straightened up and continued: "During my first levels I noticed I got distracted by my Stats, instead of killing Zombies, I wasted time checking my advancement after each kill. I changed that to set it to display it as status bars in my HUD, you know like in the Games, a bar for Health, and a bar for EXP. You would have a bar for Magic I suppose."
I shook my head and told Harry: "It still was too distracting, I had my attention more on those bars than on my surroundings, so I disabled them. All I do is check them when I leave the dungeon. Now that leveling is going fast enough, I don't feel the need to see how far I am from the next level, sleeping restores my Health and Stamina, so I kept those disabled."
I shrugged: "Keeping everything visible in your Status will take hours to read it all. I disabled the Achievements completely, it doesn't give rewards and it spams your Head-Up Display. The Achievement Tying your Shoelaces or Babies First Steps, are not that interesting."
Harry argued: "A Health bar and Magic bar would be a big help I would think, why didn't you keep it aside from distracting you."
I explained: "You will focus on those bars instead of your body. Those bars are needed in Games, you can't feel that character on your screen. Your body will give you enough information to tell you your limits. I am even going to combine the Weapon Skills later on."
That is something I transferred over from my old life. I loved those Gamer stories a lot, but some of those were ridiculous, they started out nice until they started to spam their Stats every time they leveled up or got a new Skill, in the end, I was scrolling more than reading. It kills the story. Now? I am too lazy to read them, so disabling them was the best idea I could come up with.
I sighed: "One more reason is that you need it to feel human, not a character from a Game or story. If you lose that humanity. You become cold and ruthless when you see other people as puppets from a story."
That was something I had to remind myself of every time I went to another Layer. That is also why I emerged myself in that character as much as possible. Last level I was not an old guy perving on some girls, I was Harry, a champion of the Tri-Wizard Tournament, Soul bonded and returned back in Time. Most of those Layers could be done in a few days, even this one.
But, like my Main Quest demands, I have to make it entertaining for ROB. This Layer, I fear it will take some time to complete it. With four speed runs, ROB will get bored if I do one more.
"It isn't a real Game either," I said to Harry, "It doesn't give quests, we are not in a story, the only difference is the Dungeons, and we can see our progress in numbers. Even that is relative, take Intelligence for instance, it doesn't measure our IQ, I started with 8, a slug has more than that! I doubt we will be designing Spaceships when we reach Level 200. Maybe it calculates our thinking power or the amount of Magic you can cast?"
I frowned: "We gain a point every level in each stat and five free points to spend where we want it. At first, I wanted to train my body outside of the Dungeon to raise my stats, I realize that is impossible, we are already miles beyond normal boys our age."
Harry was puzzled: "Then why are we not buffed up? I still am skinny and you are still fat, not as much as two months ago, but still, you are fat, Dudley. I am stronger, I feel stronger, but I look the same as before."
I shrugged: "We better not think too hard about these illogical phenomena, we just have to make the most of it. Now for my big news: I got to LV50! I changed my Class to Mage, just like you. I even unlocked my Magic Education, the first year. I haven't activated it yet, you said you need a Wand for those first-year spell books."
Harry smiled: "I got Teaching LV2 today when I showed you how to work in the garden, I can teach you Wandless Magic."
I grinned: "We are wasting time flapping our lips, Harry, ID Zombie Dungeon! Teach me oh mighty Wizard!"
Xxxxx
I got my Wandless up to LV5, killing Zombies was fun doing Magic, I even demonstrated to Harry all of the First year spells I knew, we understood now, High Intelligence and Wisdom increase the comprehension to understand the spells and the speed we learn it by. Anyway, Harry, after two hours in the Dungeon, gained six levels and is a solid LV36 now. That bastard has a cheat!
Harry James Potter
Human Mage.
Age 10
Level 36
Str: 42
Agi: 48
Stam: 48
Int: 53
Wis: 45
Mag: 113
Stat Points: 151
Skills
Basic Education: 84%
Basic Magical Education 54%
Accidental Magic: LV8
Cooking: LV20
Herbology: LV7
Stealth: LV25
Unarmed Combat: LV5
Spear Mastery LV8
One-handed Axe LV9
With every level, he gets 2 points for his Magic! Unfair! Then again, I have The Gamer, I will outpace him no matter how hard he tries.
We studied the Magic books, in the Empty Dungeon, the good news is that the books don't disappear when we learn them the normal way. I enabled the warning that we learned something new.
New Spell learned: Furnikulous
New Spell learned: Taragnalatella
New Spell learned: Flippendo
The list went on and on, once we learned it we moved on to the next spell. Even that got a bit boring, we went outside to play for a bit. At a ratio of one to ten, we didn't even spend an hour in real-time.
Harry asked: "When are you going to tell them? Uncle Vernon is still anti-Magic, even more so now he found out what they did to us. I think he made his peace with me being Magical, but you?"
I shrugged: "Aunt Lilly was a witch, it must be in the family. I can sell it this way, that with Magic I can defend us against them. No matter how you look at it, we are in danger just because we are related to you."
Xxxxx
Mum called us in: "Duddikins, Harry, we have visitors!"
Tonks Senior was here and I recognized Madam Bones, Scrimgeour, and Shacklebolt, and one more… ah, an unspeakable.
I heard Tonks explain: "As you can see, Madam Bones, this house is riddled with illegal spells. You have read the report from Gringotts, and you can see the Magic signature of Dumbledore himself. This is criminal action against my clients and their Ward Heir Potter. The worst spell got deactivated by Sharpclaw, it forced my clients to hate their Ward Heir Potter and caused them to abuse him for nine years! The fact that Both adults didn't like Magic to begin with amplified that spell to make them do awful things."
Tonks noticed us come in: "Harry, come here, I'll introduce you. Madam Bones, Lord Croaker, This boy is Heir Harry Potter. Harry, This is Madam Bones, the head of the DMLE, Head Auror Scrimgeour, and the head of the Department of Mysteries Lord Croaker. And Auror Shacklebolt."
Tonks said: "To come to the point, we demand that the Magical Guardianship is revoked from Dumbledore for crimes and abuse against his Ward. A Guardianship he illegally forced to get using his positions of power in our communities. I pointed out the actions he took to get rid of his legal Guardian Sirius Black, and I don't even dare to think what he did to others to gain control over Heir Potter."
Mum commented: "We lived in hate all these years, there was no joy here, we spoiled Dudley just to show Harry that he was nothing to us, we forced him to sleep in the cupboard under the stairs! Dumbledore turned us into monsters. And even now I know he won't get punished, because he is too well connected and your society is corrupt to the bones."
Madam Bones was offended: "We are not all corrupted, Mrs. Dursley! There are some rotten apples but there are more good people than you think."
Mum looked condescending to Madam Bones: "I will apologize for that remark the day Dumbledore spends his first day in Azkaban. What do you think, Madam Bones? Will he get convicted because he used some spells on... what do you call us again? Muggles. They will be offended that you even want to put him on trial for that. I remember what they said after those blood purists tortured and killed my parents. We were not worth the trouble. Those were the words of the investigators, they wore the same uniform as those two here."
Now I know why Mum is so bitter about Magic, I would be too. Anyway, they had the decency to blush when Mum gave her rant.
Madam Bones tried to save face: "Those days are gone, Mrs. Dursley. The leader of that group lost his life due to Mr. Potter. Even now we celebrate that day."
Harry asked: "It doesn't feel like celebrating to me, I caused that man to die, and my reward is nine years of torture? Dumbledore put me here after that Civil War was over to get me abused, why? The ledgers in Gringots show that he took large sums from my Vault, yet my Aunt never got a Knut for my care."
Harry looked directly at Madam Bones: "Maybe my Aunt won't get anything done with your kind, but she will in my name As my normal Guardian she can file a lawsuit for House Potter."
I added: "If this won't get us anywhere, then we can leave the country, Dad got offers to lead a branch in the States or Down Under."
Threatening to move The Boy Who Lived out of the country works every time, it is as if he is a national treasure.
Madam Bones felt the heat, she finally said: "I need to involve others to make it happen. Mr. Tonks, do you agree with involving the Gray Faction? I plan to invite Lord Greengrass here tomorrow."
Tonks nodded: "Dumbledore is at the ICW until the end of the month, I need to have it settled before that."
I butted in: "What if someone warns that man? I bet he has his spies everywhere. Maybe even here."
I remember that Shacklebolt was sucking Dumbledore's dick… wrong mental picture… Nasty mental Picture… can't shake it… Fleur's pussy, my naked girls… Harry's naked girls… I am getting depressed.
Croaker commented: "I have everything I need, the reports from Gringots confirmed it. We leave it up to the DMLE, Madam Bones, we will only interfere when it gets out of hand."
Mum remarked: "Tomorrow after dinner, Vernon has to be here too."
Xxxxx
It was too good to be true, leveling became harder, after five hours of killing Zombies I only gained one level. I vented my frustration on my punching bag, no, I told you before we use a real one now. Meh, talking to myself is the first sign of insanity, or was it talking in the third point of… we are not amused when you laugh!
Anyway, I boosted Harry the next morning, we did a four-hour session, and he got to level 50 too. I was pushing it, with Lord Greengrass coming over, it could change a lot of things.
Harry reported: "Dud? Do you see it too? Check that Announcement."
Your Level reached LV50
You may choose to change or upgrade your Class
Upgrade it to (Elemental) (Druid) (Summoner) (Magic Crafter)
Or choose new Class (Rogue) (Archer) (Warrior)
Harry asked: "What do I choose, Dud? I want to upgrade Mage, but what are those Classes anyway?"
I answered: "My best guess is that Elemental is like Fire, Water, Earth, Wind, and maybe Lightning. Druid is all about Nature, plants, and shit. Summoner… I don't know, summon servants or animals perhaps. Magic Crafter is Potions, Wards, like the Blood wards here, maybe Enchanting stuff with spells. What you pick is up to you, Harry."
After hesitating, Harry took Elemental Mage.
Harry James Potter
Human
Class: Elemental Mage
Age 10
Level 50
Str: 56
Agi: 62
Stam: 62
Int: 67
Wis: 59
Mag: 141
Stat Points: 165
That bloody naffer's Magic is almost triple of mine! Must Not Hate… Harry Hunting is more appealing now… I can't even brag about my higher level.
I commented: "We are on even footing now, Harry. From now on it is going to be harder to raise our level. I needed five hours to get to Level 51, and think it will get harder later on."
Harry shrugged: "I am okay with that Dud, We are far ahead compared to others. Let's go outside and do a workout. It shows that you are losing weight already."
Of course, it shows, I am eating normal portions now and am training my ass off, Dad has it harder, being older, his muscles have to work harder to get in shape, and instead of feeling hate, he is feeling hungry, the poor guy, no wonder he is grumpy all the time.
Xxxxx
After dinner, Tonks and Madam Bones arrived with… Two Lords? Lord Davis came along with Greengrass, their wives are cousins if I remember it right, and grew up together. Mum did her side of the story while I sat next to Dad to give him moral support and control his anger.
Tonks commented after Mum: "As you can see for yourself, this is a high-profile case that I alone can not handle. You read the reports from Gringotts and have checked the spells and wards around this house yourself. We ask to place Heir Potter and his family under your protection. I feel that is the only way to stop Dumbledore."
Greengrass and Davis looked at each other, Davis nodded, I bet they already have it planned out. Lord Davis said: "There are a few ways to make it happen, the most secure way is to tie Heir Potter to our House, that is a betrothal between Heir Potter and one of our daughters until he is of age, he has to live in our home. His Aunt and Uncle have to sign the Contract and Heir Potter must press it with his ring Willingly. This is the most secure way. Another way is for His Aunt and Uncle to sign Heir Potter to one of us as a Ward, again he has to live in our home with us. That can be fought over by Dumbledore, the chance of him winning is 50/50."
Lord Greengrass commented: "The abuse of Dumbledore to your family here will not make it to the courts, as Mr Tonks already predicted. I am afraid that when Dumbledore returns, he will reactivate the spells and claim it that is in the nation's best interest, for example, to harden you for your future life as a Lord. And he will probably get away with it."
Wow! These guys are full of bullshit! I can see what they want, Harry under their thumb with two wives, and Harry's money in their vaults. In a way that is still better than what Dumbledore is offering though. With Dumbledore, he gets buggered… Nasty mental picture…. Miley on her wrecking ball, in her undies at the pool… Ah, so much better.
Tonks added: "As much as I hate to admit it, the first option is the most secure for Heir Potter. Living with them will make him familiar with the Magic community and customs. Being a celebrity, they will expect a lot from Heir Potter."
I asked: "How fair would that contract be for Harry or the girl? Can they cancel it? How safe is Harry's fortune? Dumbledore is robbing him, what if Harry is trading one for another? I mean no offense but these are life-changing decisions."
Everyone looked surprised at me, I defended myself: "Hey! I read books! I heard stories! It is possible is it not?"
Mum and Harry looked slack-jawed at me, I never voluntarily opened a book in my life, now I am claiming without even blushing I read books? I bet Mum will have a long talk with me when the guests are gone.
Lord Davis answered: "You have a point, young man. Therefore Solicitor Tonks will help your parents write a proposal. This concerns my daughter Tracey, and Cyrus' daughter Daphne. Mr. Tonks will explain the details. It all depends if Heir Potter is willing. We guarantee to treat you fair, Harry, we feel that you need this to prepare for Hogwarts."
Harry looked at me for support, I shrugged and said: "Do it, as long as they don't rob you, you will learn what a future Lord has to know, that is something Dumbledore tries to prevent. Maybe you get lucky and those girls are pretty."
I looked at Mum and Dad's surprised faces and said: "What? They could look like Trolls, we can't know that."
Lord Greengrass shook his head and showed a picture to Harry: "My daughter Daphne is blond, Tracey is the black-haired one."
Aaaand... Harry is sold. I bet he got the Achievement Love Struckor First Crush, maybe His First Boner, yeah both are 9.8 on a scale of 10… Last Layer, Tracey was a Lesbian… but that was a Fan Fiction, I am not sure what this one is.
Greengrass saw that the loot was in: "Keep the picture, Harry. You will study our ways with them if you agree."
Son of a bitch! That sneaky bastard! I have to see that picture, I bet it is them on the beach in a bikini… nah, they are Victorians, how far are they willing to go to fetch Harry?
Xxxxx
When the two Lords were gone, Tonks explained the line continuance and concluded: "The Magic society is still old fashioned, and betrothals as such are normal."
Dad commented: "We have marriage contracts for rich families too, it protects their fortune in case of a divorce."
Tonks nodded: "Then you will understand the terms I propose. Those girls will bring in their own dowry, depending on what the financial situation of Heir Potter is it is custom that the groom will grant them a vault with a percentage of his fortune for personal use. It is a matter of prestige, and in most cases for bragging rights, to grant them a big sum. I propose no more than 10% of the contents of the family vault."
Mum said: "They must have a chance to cancel it, in case they hate each other."
Dad added: "For as long as they are his Guardians, they must do their best to manage Harry's belongings and go after the money Dumbledore pilfered from Harry."
My contribution: "Harry must be allowed to visit us at least once a month and we visit him if he wants to. If not, he will only remember those nine years instead of this month. Also, arrange a trial for Sirius Black."
I feel sorry for Harry, the kid is still looking at that picture like I did when I saw my first Playboy magazine. Miss March, a platinum blond with a nice set of tits, wanking material for months. Too bad my sister found it and tore it apart, the bitch.
An hour later, Tonks left with the first draft of the contract. It wasn't Dad's money so he was generous for the girls, 10% each! They fell with their asses in the butter! They struck the mother load! We saw the ledgers, Harry is loaded! 80 Mill! Yes, 80 with six zeros behind it! Eight million for each girl!… I think Dad still hates Harry a bit.
Harry agreed with everything Dad and Tonks proposed, do I have to save him? Let's see, he gets two wives, smoking hot wives, he still has sixty Mill left. Did I say he got two smoking hot wives out of this deal? Nah, fuck him. I know what I am looking at in the mirror, I can go after Millicent Bulstrode at best. Make it 40% Dad.
Xxxxx
When they looked at the numbers, the Lords agreed with everything, a week later the contracts were signed and Harry was packed and ready to meet the wives. I convinced him to leave the Magic books here for me, they have a library full of Magic books after all.
I nudged him: "Dude, you have an owl, use it, will you? I keep you in my Party, but I don't know how far it will reach. Be careful to whom you show your wandless Magic, I bet it is pretty rare, so only the ones you trust and demand a vow of secrecy or something."
Harry rolled his eyes, he said: "I distributed my extra points remember, I won't be easily fooled."
I slapped the back of his head: "Can you look at that picture of your future wives and say that again? I bet they only have to blink with their pretty eyelashes and you will tell your darkest secrets."
I got serious: "Remember, Harry, that secret is not yours alone, when they find out how you got so strong, they will come after me and my parents. We are not strong enough to fight them, if those blood purists find out, we will be dead before the year is out. Ask for books to protect the mind, I think there are some Wizards that can read your thoughts."
He is a powerhouse though, he upped his Intelligence and Wisdom to 100 each, and his Magic to 211 with his free stat points. This last week I was boosting him up to level 60. And he still has 71 points left to spend.
I saw him leave to his ball and chains, the poor bloke was even happy to go there. We will miss him, now I have to do all the chores… who's idea was it to let that bastard go? Well, it is too late now, the bird left the nest, he moved to another nest. The Goblins got rid of all the Wards and Spells, suddenly I feel naked.
Xxxxx
I went berserk in the Zombie Dungeon. I too distributed my free stat points. I raised my points the same as Harry, 100 Int, 100 Wis, and 200 Mag. Let me tell you it made a bloody big difference! I mowed Zombie heads off like I was mowing grass, a few cutting curses in a pack of Zombies made a big mess, my strategy you ask? I made a lot of noise to lure them to me and I retreated to a dead-end street, then I fired overpowered Diffindos in the pack, killing them by the dozen. When the week was over, I was level 64. With my auto loot on I raked a lot of money in, even with 20 Pence for a Zombie, I made a killing, literary.
The bad news? School starts again next week, I have to spend a year with brats who remember me as the school bully.
My stats?
Dudley Dursley
Human
Class: Mage / Warrior
Age 10
Level 64
Str: 80
Agi: 75
Stam: 75
Int: 113
Wis: 113
Mag: 215
Stats Points 80
Basic Education: 54%
Higher Education; Locked
Magic Education: Year 1– 4 100% unlocked
Wandless Magic 30
Observe LV36
30 The Grind.
Harry's owl Zombie delivered a letter:
Uncle, Aunt, Dudley,
I just found out that Dumbledore has his last day at the ICW tomorrow, Madam Bones and Gringotts have been keeping news about us hidden to prepare our case. That means that the day after tomorrow you are exposed to him.
Wouldn't it be better to take this week off and go on a holiday? That way he can't hurt any of you to get back at me.
Daphne and Tracey suggested that. Please stay safe.
Harry.
I looked at Mum and Dad: "Harry is right, we better be not here when Dumbledore returns to Britain. Zombie! Wait a bit, I need to send a few letters."
When I wanted to take a paper and pen I thought about something: "Dad? What about moving to another house? When those people disabled those spells they did not remove anything, I bet the source of those spells is still here."
Dad frowned and asked: "What do you mean by that Dudley? What source are you talking about?"
"Harry showed me a book about wards for homes," I explained, "Those are stones buried in our property inscribed with Runes and spells. These people never dug up anything, so those wardstones are still here."
Dad growled: "Pet, we are going to Marge for a week, maybe it is time for us to move somewhere else."
I left them to discuss it among themselves and wrote my letters, tied them to Zombie's legs, and sent him off.
Xxxxx
Pandora Lovegood took a wit-sharpening potion and read her letter for the second time,
Mrs. Lovegood,
I hope you are still alive when this letter arrives at the Rookery, You can call me mad or a visionary, but I saw glimpses of the future.
In a few of those you die this year, either a potion accident or a new spell you are working on.
That you will die is natural, I would not try to prevent it if not that your Luna will witness it, and watch you slowly die in her arms. That trauma will affect her in the coming years and become the cause of being severely bullied in Ravenclaw.
So I pray that if you try to do something dangerous, do it in the presence of adults and spare your daughter from the trauma.
Yours, a future friend of Luna.
She swore, ran to her potion lab, and turned the heater off. When she closed the door behind her, the cauldron exploded. Pandora got hurt by the door fragments to her back and collapsed. Luna came downstairs and saw her Mum bleeding on the floor.
"Mommy!" she cried and ran to Pandora, Luna removed some debris and checked if she was conscious.
Slowly, Pandora came to her senses, she groaned and said: "Luna dear, Floo call Dad and tell him to take me to St. Mungo's."
An hour later they returned home, Pandora let Xeno read the letter and said: "Luna will have a good friend at Hogwarts. That letter saved my life, I was planning to stay in my lab until that potion was ready."
Xeno frowned: "Good friends are priceless, keep this letter a secret, dear. Exposing a Seer is dangerous for the Seer, it would be ungrateful of us to repay our debt by disclosing his or her identity."
Pandora nodded: "I will put it in our Vault." then she smiled and said: "Honey, our little Moon will be a Claw like us!"
Xxxxx
Harry read my response,
Harry, thank you for the warning, we are at Aunt Marge until school starts. Can you ask Tonks if those Goblins removed the Ward stones too or are they just disabled? We are talking about moving away from Little Winging.
What are your plans for this year? Are you going to school or are you homeschooling? I plan to get my grades up, but with those spells on me, it made me slack off, I will try to ace it now.
Now that we have a clear mind, I bet our Intelligence and Wisdom are raised high enough to include stuff from the Secondary Level.
Therefore I will try to study Secondary courses at home and take homeschooling exams for it.
It is maybe a good idea that you do the same, knowledge of our side of the world can come in handy later on.
Stay safe, Harry, and don't let those girls boss you around… much. Thank them for suggesting to leave, they seem to be smart girls.
Yours, Dudley.
"Dudley says thank you, Daphne and Tracey," said Harry, "He is going to try homeschooling Secondary Grade this year, and advises me to do the same. What studies are we taking this year?"
Tracey answered: "We are in elementary in our village, Daphne floos every day to our home to go with me to school. Do you want to come too?"
Daphne commented: "We saw your grades, Harry, those were very mediocre, you said that you had to keep your grades lower than him, how can he be smart enough to study Secondary Grade?"
Harry shrugged: "Those Wards at our house made us neglect our studies, it even dampened our minds, I went over my old textbooks, and I bet if I take my tests again I will ace it."
The following hour, Daphne and Tracey tested his knowledge from their own textbooks.
Tracey commented: "I colored you as a Griffindor, now you are Ravenclaw material."
Harry shrugged: "I will try to get into the same house as yours. I don't care in which house I sleep."
Xxxxx
Aunty Marge, she is a widow, did you know that? She is twelve years older than Dad, Dad being a happy accident. And spoiled rotten I bet. She is adding to her widow pension by breeding Bulldogs, her Ripper is a happy stud, he can fuck six bitches all year around. His tongue hanging out of his maul is for a good reason. Yep, a dog can look happy.
This means that her house is filled with puppies to get them used to living indoors. It is part of the training and it increases the value of the pup. The downside? It smells like dog inside, one litter is cleaned easily, eight to twelve litters each year? Nah, it will stink up the place no matter how many times you clean. We like Aunty Marge, so we can endure a week of bad smells. Playing with puppies is fun too.
I proved to Mum and Dad that I smartened up enough to home-school Secondary Grade material. Dad told me: "We give you a chance for this, Dudley. At Christmas you can take your sixth-grade exams, and if you are confident enough your first grade in Secondary exams."
"I am very confident, Dad. You will see that I am able to skip some grades." I proudly announced.
Yeah, I am going to abuse the Game to the Max! That and suffering a year getting bored in Sixth grade is not appealing at all.
Dad found a house close to his work and decided to set our old house for sale. He went to the bank for a bridging loan and talked to the real estate salesman to close the deal. With Tonk's help, it was done in a few days.
Moving to our new home was done with the help of Gringotts, Lord Greengrass paid the bill for dispelling all our possessions. We discovered that Dumbledore visited our house at the end of the month, and left some nasty spells behind.
I visited Mrs. Fig and told her: "Mrs. Fig, we are moving to Liverpool, can you believe the apartment building doesn't allow pets? We move to the twenty-third floor. I came to say goodbye, I would have liked to take one of your cats along, but it is not permitted. Goodbye, Mrs. Fig."
Let Dumbledore scan every building in Liverpool with more than twenty-three floors. Mum and Dad gave our neighbors our new phone number and told them he got promoted. Meh, it works.
Xxxxx
The new house was ideal for me, there was a Sports center at five minutes walking distance, it even had a boxing club, I signed up for a year, of course. The name of our new place? Hampstead Garden Suburb, I swear I had nothing to do with it! But I sat next to Hermione fucking Granger in my new class!
I bet ROB is messing with me. I tried to be friendly, but my looks were not in my favor. A lot of fat is changed into muscles, but that doesn't mean I don't have a lot of it left. Yep, I am still chubby. Fuck you! I am still fat! Are you happy now? Ah, you don't give a shit… that's cool too.
I introduced myself to her: "Hello, my name is Dudley Dursley, so, we are desk mates for this year, I hope we can be friends."
"Hermione Granger, there are enough empty seats, you can change seats anytime you like," she answered.
"Auwy! I am trying to be friendly, Queen of Sicily, or are you already thrown into prison? Did you cheat on your husband and give birth to Perdita?"
Hermione turned to me and asked: "You know the origin of my name?"
It is bragging time! "Nah, the origin of your name is in Sparta, Princess Hermione, daughter of Menelaus and Helen of Troy, I like that better than a poor woman that rots away in prison. Legend said she was as beautiful as her mother."
Hermione's eyes shined, finally someone that has enough brain cells to keep a conversation. "My Dad said it is from Shakespeare's Winter Tale. He is a big Shakespeare fan."
I grinned: "It is a pretty name, unusual, but you could have been a Desdemona, Gertrude, or Goneril, I say you got the better deal, oh, I forgot Hippolyta, that is a good name to be teased at."
Hermione sighed: "I get teased enough with my name, I don't want it to get worse than it already is."
I chuckled: "Worry not, my fair maiden, I might not be a Knight in Shiny Armor, and I do not own a white steed, but my arm is strong and my tongue is foul."
Hermione asked: "Your tongue is foul? What do you mean by that, good sir?"
"Ah, my fair maiden, it means that I am well versed in different kinds of foul language, it is categorized in several layers, from 'bad girl' to some words that even a Liverpool dockworker would be too embarrassed to use. All of them in our good Queens language I assure you… Okay, the Scottish and Welsh have some good ones too."
I made her giggle, that is a good start, now that I made contact with a core character, I didn't mind the rest of the kids much. My size intimidated the bullies, so they let Hermione be, a plus in my book.
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Two weeks into the school year I corrected much of her annoying behavior, now she raises her hands when the other kids don't know the answer, it took a week of discussing classroom etiquette, I even claimed I read it in a book, it tipped the balance when her Mother told her I was right. Now every time the teacher asks a question her head is on a swivel to see if someone raises their hand, I call it progress.
She heard about my study program and decided to do it too, she is bloody competitive. Not exactly jealous, but she doesn't like it when I have better grades than her.
She changed when I explained my better grades: "Your answers are copies out of the textbooks, Hermione, my answers are in my own words, that way I show that I understand the subject, and not rehearse from the books."
I noticed the day she got her Hogwarts letter, Harry gets his a week before his birthday, I bet Hermione is the same. The poor girl has to wait a whole year to enter Hogwarts, that is why she knows that book inside out. Hogwarts a History, Hermione's bible.
At her birthday party, you guessed it, Hermione, me, and some nasty nieces were the only ones attending excluding the adults. Dad made use of it to give his business card to Mr. Granger, that is why my dad is a good sales director, and his department is making a good profit.
Hermione showed her bedroom to me and her nieces, I spotted her Hogwarts, a History on a shelf, and started paging through it. I commented: "This is a good book, Hermione, it is so detailed, and it explains that school, it is as if it is a real school, do you use it for a Dungeon and Dragon role-playing game?"
She stuttered: "Yes, yes, something like that, Dudley. I find it a good book to get inspiration."
I closed the book and said: "If you are finished with it, can I read it too? I have some books about Magic at home too. Maybe we can exchange ideas for Dungeons and Dragons."
Boy, it is fun to mess with her. At the end of September she loaned her book to me, in return I presented her a book about Wizard Customs and Basic Laws and a book about Wizarding Etiquette. She devoured the books, they seemed to match suspiciously well with her books.
In October she was burning to ask me if I knew about her secret, in November I felt pity for her and did some accidental Magic in front of her. Nothing much, I was visiting her at home and accio'd the remote control to me.
She gasped: "You did Magic!"
I shook my head, "Magic is not real, Hermione, that was Telekinesis at best, and me going crazy and using the Force at worst."
"No! You did Magic! Magic is real I tell you!" she almost shouted.
"Okay… and Star Wars is real too before you are the next Lord Vader… Yeah, Lord Dursley doesn't have that zing, you know. Lord Vader it is. Ah no, that guy is on the Dark Side. Hermione, do you want to be a Sith or a Jedi?"
"I am a witch! And I do Magic I tell you, there is no Force at all!" she almost exploded.
"Shush, Hermione, if you say that to everyone you might get burned at the stake, and a lot of Star Wars fans will disagree with you, the Force exists, I just proved it to you," I smirked.
Hermione froze and slowly turned to me: "You knew! You have known it all of the time since you saw my book! You knew and you didn't tell me! You knew I wanted to tell you about Hogwarts and you let me suffer! Dudley Dursley! You are going to pay for that!"
I gave her a Galleon from my inventory: "Here, a Galleon, I hope that is enough?"
Hermione was smart and asked: "You are only ten years old from July, and your letter comes a week before your birthday, how do you know about the Wizarding world?"
I smiled: "My cousin is a half-blood, his Mum was my Aunt. I visit him sometimes, he lives with his fiancees."
Hermione asked: "They are living together? That Etiquette book says that this is not proper behavior. When are they getting married?"
I shrugged: "When they graduate from Hogwarts, I wonder, can they get private quarters? What does your book tell you about that?"
Hermione rushed to her room and returned with the book, frantically she paged through it, "Here! Married couples can demand private quarters if they pay an extra fee. Lords can ask for private quarters for him and his Wive, Consort, and Concubines… Dudley? Do these Wizards practice Polygamy?"
"I suppose so, especially the Lords if they are the Lord of more than one House. Or if the only Heir is a girl, then she marries a guy as a Consort, that way her kid can keep her last name. Some of the rich normals change their last name to their wife's last name to, you know." I answered.
"They do?" she asked, I nodded: "People like the Rockefeller's and Kennedy's, that kind of rich."
"If you want to come along, I visit them next weekend, they will welcome you if you are a witch and a friend of mine, I might have told them already about you."
Hermione smacked my arm: "How long do they know about it?"
Crap, those two will tattle on me if I lie, I better stick to the truth, "The end of September, it might be in begin October, I am not certain…"
"Dudley Dursley! You know very well the date, even the hour when you told them! I know you have an eidetic memory like me!"
I got that skill through the Game, I studied in my Empty Dungeon, it counts as training, so I got the skill. A very handy one. The Zombie dungeon was boring, two months of grinding and my level was not even at Level 70, at level 65 it became very hard to gain a level, I have been stuck at Level 69 for three weeks already.
Grinding five hours a day, every day is mind-numbing. My loot? Money and bloody skeleton bones, I have enough bones to raise a skeleton army. Being a Necromancer is not appealing to me, you end up as a Lich, and that is not my idea of fun, undead don't have blood flowing, so I doubt they can get it up.
Xxxxx
Hermione has a Wand! So on Saturday morning, I introduced her to the Knight Bus, the ride was an eye-opener for her, she was so nice to buy a cup of Coco, but when we arrived, her cup was empty and she didn't drink a drop of it.
She fumed: "That driver is mental! I was never so afraid in my whole life! I have Coco spilled all over me! What is your cousin going to think of me?"
I gave her a one-armed hug and comforted her: "He will think that you are a smart pretty witch with a drinking problem. Hey! There was no need to stamp on my foot! Ah, we are at the gate, Mipsy? Mipsy, this is Hermione Granger, she was so smart to buy a Coco on the Bus, can you clean her please?"
A snap of her finger later, Mipsy said: "Mistresses are awaiting mister Duddy and his wife."
"Mipsy! I told you she is a dear friend, not a wife!" I protested
Mipsy huffed: "Mipsy knows, Mipsy always knows."
I laughed: "Mipsy wishes, Mipsy always wishes."
Harry waited for us at the door with Daphne and Tracey, Daphne played host and said: "Hello Dudley, and you must be Miss Hermione Granger. Dudley told us a lot about you, you are welcome, any friend of Dudley is a friend of ours. Let me introduce you to everyone, This is Harry Potter, my fiancee, and Tracey Davis, my co-fiancee, I am Daphne Greengrass, and this is our home."
Hermione glared at me: "Dudley Dursley! You never told me that your cousin is Harry The Boy Who Lived Potter and is only ten years old! You are going to pay for this!"
Tracey commented: "Dudley's humor needs a lot of work, we know. Come inside Dudley said you would come with the Knight Bus even when we offered Mipsy to bring you over."
I protested: "Hey, have mercy, how can I explain house elves if I don't even know that half of it? And she has a wand! I had to try that Bus!"
Harry patted my back: "Don't dig your grave any deeper Dud, take your loss and learn to live with it."
That poor guy is whipped already! Does he sit, lay down, and roll over too? He better not beg or I take him back home with me. The first thing we do when I get here is do some men talk, aka a two-hour boost in the Zombie Dungeon.
He is slacking behind at Level 62, but he is not mad about it, while we were killing Zombies, Harry said: "The things I learn here are important too, especially how to manage my estates and portfolio."
I swore: "Damn! Hermione knows I can do Magic! I forgot to say it was a secret, I bet she is flapping her lips about it right now!"
Harry chuckled: "Who was whipped? I can see you like her, is she really as smart as you told me?"
I nodded: "She has an Eidetic memory and a sharp mind, she is doing the same studies as we do. If I know her well, she will be in the library right now."
When we left the dungeon I said, "Harry, you are learning to manage your portfolio you said, can you invest my money? I have about 30K pounds that I want to invest in the Muggle world, can you do that?"
Harry slowly nodded, "I can do that on a long-term investment, if you want to change your money to another Fund, you need your guardian or your parents to co-sign it. Right now I can deposit it in a Fund, or invest it in a firm with you as the beneficiary. To get your money back you need to be an adult. In what firms do you want to invest?"
"Microsoft, Bio-Techne, Applied DNA Sciences, those will do well in the long run. That is eight years right?" I asked.
Harry nodded: "I will have everything ready next weekend, now that the cat is out of the bag, we will make it a Magic/Muggle account. If I understand it right, that will be 30K every three months you are investing?"
"That's about it, yes, maybe a bit more, the first month was a bit slow, you can see that our Magic is doing a crazy amount of damage now compared to the first month," I answered.
Yeah, I did my research when I was Voldemort, I knew it would come in handy. Hey! He has some secret stashes hidden… fuck why can I remember everything from the Muggle side and nothing from the Wizard side… Right, RO fucking B.
I got a lot of lip from Hermione, Daphne, and Tracey for keeping too many secrets, meh, I blamed Harry. He is used to it.
Xxxxx
At the end of November, Harry caved in, the wuss. Hermione, Daphne, and Tracey cornered us in Harry's room, Daphne started: "Spill it, Potter! We know you boys are hiding something big from us, we saw you do Wandless Magic from time to time, Hermione said Dudley does it too. We need to know as your fiancees we have the right to know!"
I wanted to point out that Hermione is nobody's fiancee, but her look told me to shut up… fuck! I am hen-pecked? How did that happen?
Harry answered: "Dudley has an ability, he can enter a Dungeon and get stronger, just like those games I showed you a few weeks ago. He invited me into a party, and has been boosting me since, Dudley is level 69, and I am level 63. The best part is that our strength, agility, stamina, Intellect, Wisdom, and Magic increases too. You can't believe what we can do without a wand."
I added: "And if some Wizards find out about it then we are toast. So stay silent even to your parents."
A voice at the door said: "But Astoria wants it too. She needs something to keep quiet you know."
I sighed: "And there is our first leak already. What do you want, little Black Mailer?"
Astoria entered the room and said: "I want to be strong too."
"You are two years younger than Daphne," I said, "We can take you along sometimes but not as much as us, your parents will notice it. Here is my offer, we will boost you to Level 20, you can put your points in Intellect, Wisdom, and Magic, which will raise you well above the rest. Next year we raise you to Level 30. Take it or leave it."
Astoria jumped on Harry's bed, grinned, and said: "I'll take it."
Xxxxx
Sirius got free in November, after a hard-fought battle with Dumbledore and Malfoy. Something they both will regret later on. Dumbledore got his ears waxed by Madam Bones right after Sirius's trial about the abuse he caused to Harry. it was in the paper for a few days and forgotten. Meh, it isn't my fight.
Xxxxx
At Christmas, there were four girls more in our party. That needed some managing from my side, I boosted Hermione five times on weekdays, we did our homework and studied for our Secondary Grade together, Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at Hermione, Tuesday and Thursday at my place. We did the Dungeon when it was almost time to leave.
Dad was so proud that his boy brought a girl home. Mum blamed it on my diet; healthy food and working out in the Gym did wonders, not to forget my time in the dungeons.
On the Weekend, it was Daphne's and Tracey's turn to get boosted, two hours in the morning and two hours before we left. The progress was impressive, Harry and I were like a well-oiled machine, the dungeon didn't have any secrets for us anymore. At the Christmas holiday, they were up to Level 40 and already good at Wandless Magic. Once they got the Eidetic skill, Daphne and Tracey studied for the Secondary Grade too.
Astoria got to level 20 in a single run, she took a fright when she witnessed the Zombies and our brutal slaughter and was happy to wait a year for the next boost.
We all took our Sixth-grade Exam and First Grade Secondary and focused on our Home study. It took some sweet talking to my Dad and Mum, "Dad, you saw my result for sixth grade and the First Grade in Secondary, both are above 95%, and that 5% is for poor penmanship. Hermione and I want to study for Second Grade and take our exams at Eastern, Harry does the same at the Greengrasses. We want to study together, I know you are not comfortable with Harry and his Fiancee, but he won't be here, for Harry's safety he must stay behind his wards."
I took a deep breath and made my sales pitch. "Hermione and I want to study together on weekdays, I spend the evenings with you, she with her parents, just as if we are in school. On the weekends, we want to visit Harry in the morning and compare our notes, we are back after lunch. That way we can spend the weekends with you too and still study together."
Hermione added: "We can finish third Grade at the end of this school year. At the end of next school year, we are ready for University."
Xxxxx
We did our exams on Eastern for Second Grade and for Third Grade at the beginning of July. I managed to climb to Level 73, Harry to 68, and the girls to 50. They stopped after Level 50 to get used to their new class. Daphne chose Druid, Tracey chose Magic Crafter, and Hermione Elemental Mage.
It is time to prepare for Hogwarts.
Xxxxx
AN: Stats coming up! You may scroll down...
Dudley Dursley
Human
Class: Mage / Warrior
Age 10
Level 73
Str: 89
Agi: 84
Stam: 84
Int: 162
Wis: 162
Mag: 264
Stats Points 5
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Harry James Potter
Human Elemental Mage
Age 10
Level 68
Str: 74
Agi: 80
Stam: 80
Int: 178
Wis: 178
Mag: 227
Stat Points: 1
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Hermione Jean Granger
Human Elemental Mage
Age 11
Level 50
Str: 57
Agi: 58
Stam: 58
Int: 147
Wis: 147
Mag: 138
Stat Points: 10
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Daphne Ellen Greengrass
Human Druid
Age 11
Level 50
Str: 57
Agi: 58
Stam: 62
Int: 144
Wis: 142
Mag: 148
Stat Points: 10
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Tracey Victoria Davis
Human Magic Crafter
Age 11
Level 50
Str: 57
Agi: 62
Stam: 55
Int: 137
Wis: 142
Mag: 145
Stat Points: 10
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Astoria Anabel Greengrass
Human Mage
Age 9
Level 20
Str: 27
Agi: 28
Stam: 28
Int: 63
Wis: 63
Mag: 68
Stat Points: 0
31 Hogwarts.
Hermione slapped the back of my head: "Do it already! We are prepared, we calculated all options and this one is the best for us both."
I sighed: "I have to warn you, Hermione, it is going to hurt, I am certain blood will flow."
Hermione said: "Sometimes you need to be rough, Dudley, you have to push through in one go. The time of being gentle is over, be a man."
I complained: "Telling Dad that I have Magic is not something to look forward to Hermione. It is like telling your dad that you hate Shakespeare, you know."
Daphne sighed in relief: "For a moment I thought you were talking about something completely different. But Hermione is right, Dudley, they will be more hurt when they find out how long you have been hiding it, and it will only get worse."
Tracey patted Daphne's back; "I misunderstood it too, Daph, let's never think about that again. Dudley, tell them, your Dad likes Hermione, he will understand."
Harry asked: "Are you planning to show the Game to them? That could calm the waters, it was the reason you broke the spells."
Astoria jumped on my back and cheered: "There is nothing Dudley can't overcome. Now keep your promise and level me to Level 30. And you also promised to let me practice in your Empty Dungeonuntil I get the Eidetic Memory Skill."
Daphne commented: "Yes Tory, he promised, but you are not exactly hiding your powers, are you? Our parents are getting suspicious."
Astoria protested: "Says the girl that aced four years of education in one year, along with her fiancee and co-wife, not to mention Mister Dursley and Miss Granger doing the same thing, and what a surprise, they are friends and relatives! If I am letting them notice some of my powers, you five are show-boating them!"
Hermione nodded, "Tori has a point, even though she is a bit clingy to Dudley."
"But Hermione," complained Astoria, "When I do that with Harry they get jealous and start scolding me… oh! Are you jealous, Hermione? You can do that too, you know, Dudley is very strong."
I groaned: "Tori, grab some books and I will let you enter the Dungeon."
Xxxxx
That evening I told them my secret: "Mum and Dad, do you remember last year when I hit my head? It shook something looser than breaking that hate spell. I can do Magic, and I expect they will send me a letter for that school too."
Dad got all kinds of colors on his face until he just deflated: "We expected it somehow, with Harry and your Aunt Lilly having That, it was possible you got It too."
Mum asked: "Is that why you completed three Secondary school years, Duddikins? You know that those blood purists are looking down on you, just as they looked down on Lilly."
I nodded: "I know, that is why I plan to spend a week at Hermione's home to await that letter, so they can not know our address. I also plan to place Wards to repel wizards around the house. Harry had it ordered, as a future Lord he is allowed to put protections on the properties of his relatives."
Dad didn't get fooled: "Hermione is one too? Well, birds of a feather stick together I suppose. She is a nice girl and we like her."
I told him: "We plan to complete our Secondary Education this school year, and take some summer courses next year."
Mum asked: "Is Harry paying for all of this? You never asked for money to pay for the books."
Meh, if I can't trust my own parents then I can't trust anyone, It took two whole hours to explain it in detail and a demonstration in both of my Dungeons, to show them my strength and where my money comes from.
At last, I told them: "As far as I know this is a very unique skill. When either side of our world finds out about it, then I won't have a minute rest for the rest of my life. So please keep this a secret. I showed you this so you won't need to worry for us."
Xxxxx
That night at Hermione's home I told her everything: "Now we have to wait for that letter from Hogwarts. Oh, my parents still like you, you must have done something right."
"It will arrive this week, my guess is for tomorrow or the day after." said Hermione, she sniffed and said haughtily "I like your parents too, and of course, I did something right! Whenever have I done something wrong?"
"Well, you brag a lot lately, just now you tooted your own horn, that is not Ladylike." I grinned.
Hermione's parents came home when we were in the middle of a tickling fight. That evening Hermione got the extended version of 'The Talk' from her Mum, and I got to see her Dad's collection of hunting rifles and an explanation of what ammo he uses when he is hunting Wild Pigs. I admit, that scared the crap out of me.
My Hogwarts letter arrived the next day. Dudley Dursley, Spare Bedroom Granger's it said, we wrote back that we knew about the Magic world and won't need a guide. We used the Granger family owl, a graduation present from me to Hermione. A nice female Short Ear, Zombie is smitten by her. Too bad Dad Granger named her, Celia, yes, it's a name in one of Shakespeare's plays, As You Like It; it is called, I never heard of it, to be honest.
Xxxxx
I took Hermione along for my shopping trip, she has a wand, so we took her favorite Knight Bus and she was in charge of opening the doorway. With our robes, the people did not pay much attention to us.
"A trunk first, Hermione, we can stash everything directly in it," I told her.
"I know the right shop for it, Dudley, it is right there!" she pointed out.
"Lead the way, my fair maiden, I will follow you until the end of the… street." I joked.
We left the shop with two bottomless book bags and a nice four compartment Trunk, with a Magic Signature lock and all the tropes from Fan Fiction of course, it can shrink, is weightless, has an apartment inside, I bet it can even make a cup of tea. I authorized Hermione for it too, well, if I can't trust her, then I can't trust anyone. My important stuff is in my inventory anyway.
We bought the prescribed ingredients for potions, my trunk has a compartment with stasis spells for food and potion ingredients, the cauldrons, ladles, you know everything for cooking with disgusting ingredients.
My next stop was Olivander, the creepy Wandmaker, we entered the shop and spotted him immediately, doing dungeons every day will get you awesome battle awareness, I call it my domain. I know, I read too much Fan Fiction. We spotted him in a second.
"Ah… yes, you found me," he recuperated, "Miss Granger, Vinewood and Dragon heartstring core, 10 ¾ inches long, very flexible, and who might you be young man?"
"Dudley, and in need of a Wand, it doesn't even have to be a good one, if it gives off some sparks that will be enough." I tried to rile the old man up.
"Hmm, no sense of humor, no filter between the brain and mouth… that will be tricky to find the right one." Did he return my barbs? Shitty old guy!
The tape measure did its stuff until I grabbed it from between my legs, "Hermione? Did that thing get between your legs too? It did? Hey old man! Are you a bit of a pervert? Do you sniff at it at night? I guess you are friends with Dumbledore, aren't you?"
Olivander fumed: "I need those measurements to define the wood and core Young Man!"
"And you find those between our legs? Just that my puberty recently started is no reason for you to look for wood between my legs! That is improper behavior!" I protested. I accepted the slap on my arm from Hermione.
Without a word he took some wands from a shelf, and let me try them, nope, nope, nope, it was getting boring, ten minutes later we left his store with a Yew and Dragon heartstring, 11 ½ inches inflexible.
Hermione told me: "You were very rude to that man Dudley, although I have to admit his methods are a bit creepy and that tape measure was too."
I shrugged: "Robes next, Malkins?"
Hermione nodded: "you better buy some with growth charms on it, you are going to end up 6 1/2 feet or taller."
I grinned at her "Nah, not that high, I don't mind being taller than most though."
Malkins was empty, under the guidance of Hermione, I don't have a sense of fashion apparently, but we got served swiftly.
When all the shopping was done, there was one shop left. "My fair Maiden, to thank you for your assistance, you get to choose a stack of books for yourself. Don't mind the money, you earned a part of it too."
I lost her to the Book Dragon, a true monster. At first, I wanted to tell her I would buy all the books she could carry, but she is scary strong these days, it still was an impressive stack of books though. When I dragged her out of the store with a promise we would return with Harry, we made a stop at Rosalie's Teabag teashop. No, this is not a bloody date! It was me tricking her to eat something sweet, a pastry is not a candy, although it could rot your teeth just the same.
In the shop, Hermione said: "I had a good time, Dudley. Thank you for the books, thank you for being my friend, this school year was the best time I ever had."
I patted her hand and said: "Everything for my fair maiden, I might look more like an ogre than a knight, but I am here to defend your honor… too much? Yeah, I think so too, I have to work a bit more on my lines."
She sighed: "Less than two months now, without you, this year would have seemed twice as long."
"I enjoyed your company too, Hermione, you are fun to be around. Scary smart too." it never hurt to compliment her.
"Just one last task left to do, for you too, Hermione, we have to ask Lord Greengrass or Lord Davis to be our Magical Guardian. In Hogwarts, our Head of house acts as our Magical Guardian, but I trust these as much as I trust Dumbledore."
I added softly: "Remember what you read in the book of Laws and Customs? They can sign you away with a marriage contract once you have your OWLS. Your parents wouldn't even have to sign it."
Hermione gasped: "They wouldn't! No Dudley, they can only act in loco parentis in an emergency. It said so in Hogwarts, a History."
I shrugged: "What if the emergency is a young Pure Blood that desperately needs a concubine? That is an emergency, No?" I smiled: "Better safe than sorry, Hermione. You will be the top witch of our year, even if Daphne and Tracey have better grades, they are spoken for, you are the next best thing. But you only need to worry about it in our fourth or fifth year."
The first thing Hermione did when we arrived at her home was to write a letter with a dozen questions on it to Daphne.
Xxxxx
I kept the Magic stuff out of sight and prepared for Hogwarts, I canceled my membership in my boxing club, by now I have my own gear in my Inventory, and train in my Empty Dungeon. The trainer shrugged, he knew I wasn't a keeper, I didn't have the hunger to beat another kid up. It would not be fair either.
I trained my Elemental Magic up with Hermione to practice Fire, Water, Wind, and Earth spells in my dungeon. Arrows of all kinds flew to the zombies' heads, we changed them into bullets, whips, and rained down lava balls, a combination of Earth and Fire, we smothered them in mud and hardened them, then cut them up with high-pressured water combined with Wind, and I had a blast teaching it to Hermione.
Our elemental spells were two times more powerful than normal ones, and I just had to find out what Fiendfire was all about. Yep, it was a blast, I could easily control its movements, and it was eager to move where I wanted it to be. Stopping the Fiendfire was harder, but well within my limits. It is a rush when you roast all those Zombies in record time. How do you say? I bought an old foghorn and lured them to me. A big Earth wall protected me, and my fire cremated the things. My Yew Wand? Nah, I didn't use it once.
Xxxxx
Hermione went to France for three weeks, getting a tan at the Mediterranean Sea. So I spent most of my time experimenting with my Magic and reading the stack of books I borrowed from Hermione. It did pass my time, too bad Hermione was in France when Harry got his letter. I went alone to Diagon Alley, I used my Wand! Just to call for the Knight Bus, but it counts.
I met Harry at the steps in front of Gringotts, Daphne, Tracey, and the parents were present, also a huge black dog was wagging his tail.
"Harry? Is this mutt housebroken? You know that they are strict in here, at least you had him neutered, or else they pee on every doorpost, what is its name? Ah, something dark, like a Star… I know! Is it Sirius? That is a good name, it is the dog star after all. Nah that name is too good for him, he is clearly a mixed breed. Did you check him on fleas and lice? Huh? Why is that huge lug growling at me? Where is my rolled-up newspaper…"
I grinned and patted Sirius on his head: "Nice doggy, Harry will let you out soon, does the rest know of you, Padfoot?"
Harry could not keep it in anymore and started laughing: "I told you he would find out, Sirius."
I looked around and saw several Order members loitering around, I asked: "Are these friends of yours, Lord Greengrass? That one, and there, that, that, and that one over there."
Lord Greengrass looked at them: "Now that you pointed them out, some of them have been following me around a lot lately."
I recognized Moony in disguise, that bloody coward is always dancing to Dumbledore's tunes. I went to him: "Mister, are you planning to kidnap Harry? From what criminal organization are you? You are not very good at stealth are you, wait, I have someone you want to meet. Hey Harry! Sent that mutt over here! This one stinks like a dog too!"
Sirius came running and spotted Moony, I said: "You can talk it out among yourselves, I have to talk to an idiot Auror."
I went to Shacklebolt: "A side job, Mr. Shacklebolt? Does Madam Bones know that you are part of an organization that is after the Boy Who Lived? What are your plans with him? No comment? I am very disappointed in you, sir. You saw what happened to Harry in our home, you read what Dumbledore did to Harry. If you still believe Dumbledore is the leader of the Light then there is no more hope for you, your brains must have rotted away."
A good rant, even if I say so myself. I wonder what bullshit Dumbledore has been feeding him. Meh, not my problem, I exposed the band of misfits, they can only crawl back to their Master.
I returned to Harry and greeted the Ladies, "Lady Greengrass, Lady Davis, I am sorry for my previous action before greeting you. You look lovely as always. Miss Daphne, Miss Tracey, charmed. Miss Astoria, is it possible that you grew even more lovely?"
Astoria shook her head: "That was horrible, Dudley. The smooth Gigolo Act isn't working for you. Try the barbarian way."
"I can't! Hermione would kill me if I didn't mind my manners." I protested "And the Barbarian style is retro already. Girls don't like rough beards or hairy chests anymore."
I showed my wand to Astoria: "See? My wand, I used it already, it works perfectly."
She took the bait, "What spell did you use?"
"I called the Knight Buss with it. That is proof that it is working isn't it?" I grinned.
She shook her head and moved next to her Mother: "Mum? Dudley is bullying me."
Lady Greengrass patted her head and said: "Go easy on him, Tory, he probably is missing Hermione."
Am I? Yeah, I am. I spent a year with her, she kind of grows on you, the extra intellect from the Game helped a lot, otherwise, I would not understand two words of what she was saying.
Sirius came back in person in a foul mood, it seems his talk with Moony didn't go well. "Let's go inside. Dudley, you saved my Godson from a horrible situation, as I said before, I am in your debt."
I shrugged: "We helped each other out, Lord Black. Harry saved me as much as I helped him, besides, we are family, helping family is natural. Oh, I know, maybe you can help me to ward my parent's house against hostile Wizards? I was going to ask Harry to do it, but I bet you have more sway here."
Sirius was glad to be able to repay a part of that debt and arranged it.
Harry finished his business in Gringotts two days before his birthday… can I count on Dumbledore to retrieve that stone on time? To be sure I passed a note to a teller, telling them there is an artifact in a Vault 713 that can make gold worthless, and that there will be one after that stone in a few days. Too much? Meh. If Voldy gets his hand on that stone then I have to hunt him down… that is what ROB wants. Nope, not going to do that, too much of a drag.
Daphne and Tracey are the same as Hermione, born in October, they had to wait a year before they could use their Wands. We went inside with Harry, I forgot to buy a Wand holster, that is my excuse anyway.
When Harry was on his twentieth-plus wand, I stage whispered: "I think he is fondling that tape measure at night, why else does he need it?"
Tracey stomped on my arm: "Dudley! You can't say something like that!"
I protested: "Tracey, it even measured Harry's nostrils after he measured between his legs, how disgusting is that? Between how many kids' legs have that tape been already? And if it did something useful Harry would have a wand already."
That old man expected to sell Voldie's Brother-wand to Harry, too bad the soul piece is gone. Harry ended up with an Ash and Thestral wand. We have to test if he still can talk to snakes, there is a Basilisk waiting to be rendered. The old man is glaring angry at me, I wonder what upset him.
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By the time Hermione got back from France, I got rid of the last layer of fat on my body, some grooming spells later and I am an Adonis! Mister Universe! Step aside Arnold, passing through, yep, this boy achieved the almost impossible! The only downside is that my face still looks like a Troll, I am buffed though. Doing dungeons all year and exercising in the Boxing club did wonders for my body.
Dad looks great too, a healthy diet and exercise did him good, it improved his nighttime fun too, I had to silence my room to get some sleep. The mental pictures are horrible. Mum smiling in the morning doesn't help either.
Hermione visited me with her holiday pictures, three quarters are from the beach. You guessed it, Miss Monokini posed in all kinds of positions, not that there was much to look at, she just started with a training bra.
I told her: "Careful to whom you are showing these pictures, Hermione, you know these Wizard are still living in the Victorian age. You might give them an aneurysm. You look pretty in those pictures though. Did you see something Magical there?"
She answered: "We did not look for it, I read that some Veela enclaves are located at the coast, but I didn't see any. Just lazing about with Mum and Dad on the beach was fun, we needed it to unwind, we did four schoolyears in one year, even with the points from the Game, it was hard, especially because we took the hardest courses. Tell me, what Level are you these days?"
"I am a few days away from Level 75." I said, "It is getting really hard to raise my Level. Let's forget that Dungeon for a bit, are you up to see a movie with me?"
Hermione's eyes shined: "Sure, what are they playing?"
I shrugged: "I don't know, we will see when we get there, I just want to spend time with my best friend."
We took a week off to have fun, no studies, no dungeons, we even took Harry and his girls along a few times, to an amusement park, and a zoo, Harry still can speak Snake BTW, Astoria didn't want to be the fourth wheel and joined Hermione and me on those outings.
Only once did those Dudes from the Phoenix Order bug us, the poor bloke woke up in Siberia. I recently learned to make portkeys and that was a good occasion to try it out. It was easy, a sleeping spell, make the dude invisible, and slap a portkey on his head. Meh, it is summer in Siberia, and he kept his wand, he will be home in no time.
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Finally! Level 75! Ah! I can change my class or upgrade it again!
Your Level reached LV75
You may choose to change or upgrade your Class
Upgrade Mage to(Elemental) (Druid) (Summoner) (Magic Crafter)
Upgrade Warrior to (Berserker) (Viking) (Knight) (Samurai)
Or choose a new Class (Rogue) (Archer)
I am torn between Druid and Magic Crafter, Druid is about plants and stuff, but also Animagus, in a lot of legends they can transform into animals. Magic Crafter should be handy too. Fuck it, I am going for Animagus! I selected Druid. I am already good with Elemental spells thanks to training Hermione, and I want to upstage the Dog.
This time it was Daphne's time to shine, she taught us all the Ancient Nature spells from her family and the Rituals we could do when the planetary movements were in the correct position. It is awesome to throw an acorn on the ground and see it grow into an adult oak in a minute.
Tracey showed her skills by giving us a necklace or, in the case of Harry and me, a bracelet that prevents Mind Control and warns if Potions are near. I don't need the Mind Control, but the warning against Potions is great.
"Daphne? Is it true that the Ancient Druids could transform into animals like Lord Black?" I asked.
Daphne looked at Tracey, who shrugged, "It is probably true, Dudley," said Daphne, "the Animagus skill is proof that it is possible to change into an animal. But unlike an animagus who only has one fixed form, it was told that the Ancient Druids could change into many kinds of animals. Tracey and I have been looking in our library for books, but could not find any."
Tracey added: "We asked Sirius about it, but he said the Blacks originated from Egypt and didn't have Druid books at all. He mentioned the Longbottoms might have some. Hogwarts hasn't got them either, they banned rituals at the start of the previous century."
Astoria stopped our discussion: "Hold it until tomorrow, it is your last day here, so you have to spend it with ME! I am going to be alone for two years so I need the attention!"
We spent an extra day in our Dungeon and spoiled the kid, Harry and I were happy to have Astoria as a little sister, and the brat loved the attention.
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We came with Harry to the train station, we said our goodbyes to our parents yesterday and stayed overnight at the Greengrasses. Astoria had a cute pout when she hugged us goodbye.
She said to me: "They have owls at Hogwarts, Dudley, you have to write at least once a week… no every three, no, two days! I am going to be alone for two years, Dudley! Harry, you too."
"Why do I feel left out? Astoria? Why are only Harry and Dudley the ones that have to write letters? What about me?" Asked Hermione.
Astoria answered: "Because I already have two big sisters and know you and them will write anyway, boys need to be told to write or they forget about me. Mum and Aunty told me so."
We settled in our compartment when the train left the station, "Poor Astoria, all alone at home, I know how that feels." said Hermione, "those two years are going to seem long to her."
Daphne said: "Her birthday is September 4, if she shows some skill she might start next year, Dad can pull some strings if Astoria asks nicely."
Harry nodded: "She has killer puppy eyes, it is hard to refuse those."
The door of our compartment slammed open, and a redhead barged in, "Is Harry Potter here? I want to meet him."
Yeah, Molly stopped teaching manners to her brood after Percy, too much of a hassle with the twins I suppose.
Daphne took control: "If you want to meet Potter, then at least show some manners, Knock on the door and introduce yourself, then ask politely if Heir Potter is in this compartment. And I bet half of the people on this train want to meet him."
Ron Weasley imitated a fish for a bit, then he recuperated: "Slytherins, you must be a slimy Slytherin, Harry doesn't care about slimy Snakes or manners, I am going to be his best friend."
I started laughing: "Daphne, don't be mad, this kid is hilarious, I bet he got dropped on his head a few times, or an old goat told him to seek Potter out. Hey, dude, he is not here, I heard he was in the front wagon of the train. Good luck finding him. See? I bet I am a badger."
Ron nodded: "I think so too, thanks mate, you better avoid these snakes, you can't trust Slytherins."
When he left, I felt pity for the boy, "What the hell has Dumbledore done to that boy? No matter how dense you are, that was not normal behavior. That was almost the same as before we broke that spell at home, Harry. He must be compelled to find you and be your friend and promote Griffindor. Daphne? Don't be mad for being a Snake, Harry still can talk to you, he is a Parselmouth, remember?"
Tracey commented: "His hate for Slytherins is troubling, not liking Slytherins may be normal, but he hates Slytherins with a passion. Dudley could be right, Harry, I heard the Weasleys are loyal supporters of Dumbledore."
What is a Hogwarts train ride without a visit from Malfoy? I know, the end of the world, the apocalypse, cats and dogs living together, total mayhem. The poor door slammed open again, and three boys entered uninvited.
The small white one said: "Heiress Greengrass, Heiress Davis, Potter, why are you sitting with two obviously Mudbloods? Do you need my help to chase them out?"
Daphne looked at me with a question in her eyes, you or me? I motioned to her to take it, Harry was enjoying the entertainment, so was Hermione… are they eating Pop Corn?
Daphne donned her Ice Princess mask and said: "Heir Malfoy, I think you missed a few lessons in proper manners, I will write a letter to your mother about it. And be careful who you are insulting, as far as I know, a son of a slave is lower than a son of a Muggle. If I remember it right, they said your father got branded like a common cow by his Master. They even had to kiss the hem of his robes I am told."
Burn! The pale kid got even paler! Harry looked at Daphne with adoration in his eyes, she is Xena the Warrior Princess! A Valkyrie! An Amazon!
Tracey saw it and tried to get some good points too, "You must have been blind this morning, Malfoy, we were standing together on the platform for a half hour to say goodbye to our family. Can I introduce you to Mr. Dursley and Miss Granger, both are going to be better at Magic than you and the herd of slaves you are supposed to spawn from."
Crap, Tracey! That is a declaration of War! It is true, but still. She scored with Harry though, the boy is smitten with those two.
I turned to Hermione and said: "Remember Hermione, it is Le-vi-O-Sa, not le-Vi-osaa. It is important to pronounce it right you know. The Wingardium doesn't matter."
Harry choked on his Pop-Corn, I stood up and towered above dumb and dumber: "Boys, as good babysitters you need to know how to keep your kid out of trouble. Take him away."
Crabbe and Goyle got the message and dragged Malfoy away, Daphne must have silenced him, he was mouthing something about his father.
Hermione asked: "Daphne? Tracey? Are your parents getting in trouble for this?"
Tracey answered: "No, don't worry, Daphne said she heard people say Malfoy got branded, and I told him he was supposed to be a spawn from a slave. They have been throwing half insults at each other all the time."
She grinned, "Did you see the Levels of everyone? Most adults are between Levels 25 and 40, our parents are between 42 and 48. We are Level 57 after last night, Harry is Level 69 and I bet Dudley with his Level 75 can face Dumbledore and kick his butt."
We were ready to storm the castle when the train stopped at the station.
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Dudley Dursley
Human
Class: Mage / Druid / Warrior
Age 11
Level 75
Str: 91
Agi: 86
Stam: 86
Int: 164
Wis: 164
Mag: 266
Stats Points 15
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Harry James Potter
Human Elemental Mage
Age 11
Level 69
Str: 75
Agi: 81
Stam: 81
Int: 179
Wis: 179
Mag: 228
Stat Points: 6
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Hermione Jean Granger
Human Elemental Mage
Age 11
Level 57
Str: 64
Agi: 65
Stam: 60
Int: 154
Wis: 154
Mag: 145
Stat Points: 45
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Daphne Ellen Greengrass
Human Druid
Age 11
Level 57
Str: 64
Agi: 65
Stam: 69
Int: 151
Wis: 149
Mag: 151
Stat Points: 45
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Tracey Victoria Davis
Human Magic Crafter
Age 11
Level 57
Str: 64
Agi: 69
Stam: 62
Int: 144
Wis: 149
Mag: 152
Stat Points: 45
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Astoria Anabel Greengrass
Human Mage
Age 9
Level 30
Str: 37
Agi: 38
Stam: 38
Int: 83
Wis: 83
Mag: 88
Stat Points: 20