HARRY POTTER:Start again System

"Must be something related to the protections. Or maybe accidental magic?"

Their murmurings continued, but Harry tuned them out. None of what they were talking about made sense to him anyway.

A few minutes later, with one final wave and flick of the stick, the tears in Gordon's clothes restitched themselves. Ms. Roemmele turned towards Harry and smiled at his gobsmacked look, before turning to Boris, the younger man, and saying, "Get the boys to their class. You know what to do."

Boris nodded, but Harry was having none of it.

"Hold on a minute. I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what happened here and how you are able to do all those things and heal Gordon like that."

Boris sighed, before kneeling down to look Harry in the eyes.

"Harry. I know you are confused and I know you are scared, but I need you to come with me. All you need to know right now is that a bad man attacked your friend, and we will catch him in no time. Your friend will be just fine. He was treated by one of the Auror's best. Soon it will be like none of this ever happened. I promise."

Harry was about ask something, but he hesitated. He was well aware that they were humoring him, and that if they wanted, they could knock him out and make him do what they wanted easily. Knowing the futility of his situation, he nodded. Boris smiled, before getting up to his feet and picking Gordon up onto his shoulder.

"Best not to Levitate him while I'm maintaining the Confundus eh?" he said, and Harry nodded, despite having no idea what he was talking about.

As they walked towards the school building, snippets of conversation floated towards them from behind.

"It will be like nothing happened," the older man scoffed, "Except that it won't. Potter will forget, sure, but this wasn't a message to him. It's a message to us. Someone managed to nearly kill him. Despite all of us and Dumbledore's protections, someone managed to get close enough for this to happen. Do you need more reason to realize that we should take the child back to our World? Screw the old man and his plans."

"It's not our choice to make," Harry heard Ms. Roemmele say just as they walked out of earshot.

Boris helped Harry up the stairs, down the long corridor, and into his classroom. Much to Harry's shock, when they walked into the fully in-swing class, none of the children or even the teacher seemed to even notice them. It was as if the three of them were invisible to the rest of the class. Boris took him and sat him down in his usual seat, which Harry realized with a chill that this stranger already knew, then sat Gordon down at his desk and positioned him as if he was sleeping before walking over to Harry and kneeling down next to him, strange stick in hand.

"Harry. I am going to do a simple little trick. It'll make you forget all of this. It'll be like all of this never happened. Would you like that?"

Not knowing what to say to the strange man with extraordinary and dangerous abilities that terrified him, Harry simply nodded. With a smile, the man pointed his stick at him and intoned, "Obliviate."

A blinding flash of light filled Harry's vision and simultaneously his head filled with pain, and when he regained his bearings, the man was gone.

He sat there, wide-eyed until a ping sounded in his ears.

Ping!

Quest Success!

You're late dunghead! Get to class on time!

Reward:

20xp

Ping!

Quest Completed!

Find out what is going on.

Reward:

100xp

Harry almost scoffed out loud. He didn't have a shred of an idea about what was going on. The only thing he knew was that Gamer's Mind had probably just saved him from whatever this man had planned to do to his memories, and for that, he was grateful.

Harry then spent the rest of the day trying, and failing to pay attention in class. He could only think about all the strange things that had happened since this morning. His life was a game and his teacher was a cult psycho...it was a wild time. He had even pinched himself quite painfully a few times just to make sure he wasn't dreaming. By lunchtime, Harry was fed up with himself for overthinking the thing too much. So, he instead decided to focus on his next quest, intent on finding someone who knew a lot about video games.

A memory of that morning floated into his mind once again, and this time for once, it was a useful bit of information.

The Title of the boy that had been hurt was Game Lover.

If there ever was a more obvious clue as to who he was supposed to talk to, Harry had never seen it. Hence, he quickly looked around the class and found Gordon, who had been ranting to his friends about the teacher punishing him for sleeping in class. Harry knew that the punishment was the fault of that Boris person, but he wasn't stupid enough to open his mouth, especially when one of those three people was one of his teachers.

Gordon Jack Game Lover

LV-3

Harry got up from his seat and walked over to the brown haired boy, absently noticing that he was a level lower than he had been before.

"Excuse me, Gordon," Harry said, tapping him on the shoulder. Gordon turned and looked at him in surprise, "Harry? What do you want?"

Harry fiddled with his sleeve nervously, "Well I...um...Gordon I was thinking...you're pretty into Role Playing Games right?"

Gordon looked at Harry with a frown, almost as if he was suspicious that Harry was here to make fun of him, before slowly nodding, "Yeah...I DM from time to time."

"Well," Harry asked, "I was wondering whether you could help me out with a game I started playing."

"Really? What kind of game?" Gordon asked, interest piqued and all traces of suspicion gone from his eyes.

"Well...it's kind of like an adventure game. The hero wakes up and has to do quests and all, he finds himself in...let's call it the magic world. I was wondering whether you could help me do better by giving me clues and such."

Ping!

Skill Created!

Lying, Lv-1 (20%)

This is your ability to lie to people, the higher the level the better the lie and less chance of discovery!

2% chance of success, less based on how extreme the lie is.

Harry frowned. The 2% thing was a rip-off. Harry knewhe was a better liar than that. He lied successfully to the Dursleys all the time.'This game is rigged!' he thought angrily.

Luckily though, it seemed that Gordon had bought the lie. He nodded and thought about it for a minute before saying, "Okay so what are the Hero's stats?"

Harry recalled them from memory and then told them out loud to Gordon.

"Well there is a plus point to the low stats," Gordon said leaving Harry surprised, "This means you can choose to improve whatever stat you want. Meaning you can make your own character."

"What do you mean?"

"Well usually in games there are classes. You improve the stat that helps you for each class. For example, a warrior will require an improvement on Str, Dex and Vit while ignoring the rest."

Harry nodded, understanding that clearly, "But what about Int, Wis, and Luck? Isn't that a disadvantage?"

Gordon shrugged, "True, but most players don't care."

"So what are the best ways to improve stats?"

"Well, that would be to do things that would improve them, like say for Str you should make the character lift heavy stuff, for Vit you should make him run a lot. Things like that."

Harry then connected the dots, "So let's say character thought a lot about ideas and such, would that increase his Wis?"

"Well, theoretically yes. I suppose. But that's not possible since game characters can't think. The best way to improve Wis would be to solve puzzles. Reading books would improve Int, but other than that I don't really know of any other ways."

"What about stat points? How do I get those?"