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HP356- Are You Sure?

Moody turned sharply, his wooden leg thudding heavily against the floor as he marched toward the staff table. The students nearby waited until he was out of earshot before murmurs spread through the hall like wildfire.

A few students nearby snickered, quickly covering their mouths when Moody’s glare snapped toward them. The Headmaster finally intervened, his voice carrying through the h...

M84- A Little Vacation

The party was just a small scene. Nero didn’t consider it important in the grander scheme of things. The mercenaries were nothing more than hired guns meant to stir up trouble for Warren, probably funded by one of those anti-mutant communities springing up since the whole Neogene reveal. Even though he and his crew had shifted public perception enough to calm down most of the chaos, you could...

HP355- Reaction

The next morning, word had already spread across the castle about Harry’s impromptu lesson in mental defense the night before. By the time he entered the Great Hall for breakfast, conversations were buzzing at every table—snippets about Occlumency, resisting curses, and “that Potter and his dueling club.” Most students glanced his way as he walked toward the Slytherin table.

Befor...

HP354- My People

At this time, the door burst open, and in strode Professor McGonagall, her lips pressed into a thin, disapproving line. Her gaze swept over the gathered students, eyes narrowing at the sight of Harry standing at the front of the room. She looked royally annoyed, her robes swishing as she stopped near the center of the hall.

"Mr. Potter, I hope what I heard is not true," she said sharply, ...

M83- Fun Police

Tony glanced her way, then motioned for Pepper to take the now-vacant seat while signaling a passing waiter for another chair. Pepper slid in with a polite nod toward Warren and Nero. The waiter promptly brought the chair Tony requested, and Stark sank into it with the kind of casual arrogance only he could pull off.

“So,” Tony started, tapping the table with two fingers, “did you a...

HP353- Simulation

Occlumency wasn’t a common subject, not even among pureblood families who usually prided themselves on obscure magical knowledge. The Ministry never actively promoted it either, likely because it was difficult to master and, when taught poorly, could cause serious mental backlash. The mind wasn’t just a storage place for memories—it was a core part of who a person was, something delicate ...

M82- Cheating Death Warrants a Lavish Party

Nero, with Maria holding onto his arm, walked into the ballroom. The place was exactly what you'd expect from a Tony Stark-hosted event—sleek, extravagant, and filled with a who's who of wealthy elites, celebrities, and curious onlookers trying to squeeze into a picture with someone famous.

Behind them, Anthony and Sofia moved in sync, their hands loosely intertwined. Diego followed wit...

HP352- Teaching Occlumency

"At the end of this year, I will hand Barty Crouch Jr. to you."

Neville blinked, turning to Harry, clearly caught off guard by the statement. "What?"

"You heard me," Harry said, his tone even, though he kept his eyes on the horizon. "He’s the one who tortured your parents. The one who helped Bellatrix. At the end of this year, I’ll make sure you get your shot."

Neville did...

HP351- Teasing Crouch Jr.

“Ancient magic,” Moody repeated slowly. He straightened, leaning more heavily on his staff. His real eye narrowed slightly, while his magical one flicked briefly toward the front row where Hermione and Neville sat. “You’re referring to sacrificial protection, of course. A rare and... unpredictable form of magic.”

Harry shrugged. “Unpredictable, maybe. But effective. Voldemort ...

M81- It Is I—Tony Stark!

“Sir, it seems we are on the verge of a breakthrough,” Jarvis announced in his usual polite tone.

I looked up from my workstation, where the model of my father’s old Stark Expo sat glowing in the dim light. This little retro puzzle turned out to be more than a museum piece—it was a key. Even decades later, Howard Stark still managed to one-up me from beyond the grave. I hated how ...

HP350- Wretched!

Moody turned back to the class, still holding the twitching spider between his fingers. "The Imperius Curse can be fought, and I’ll be teaching you how. But it takes real strength of character, and not everyone's got it. Better avoid being hit with it if you can."

His voice suddenly rose. "CONSTANT VIGILANCE!" he barked, making several students jump again. He tossed the spider back into...

HP349- Unforgivables

Harry filed into the classroom with the others, sliding into a seat near the back. Daphne, Tracey, Pansy, and Hermione took spots around him, their bags hitting the floor in a mix of soft thuds. Neville, Draco, Blaise, and Theo filled the surrounding desks. The Gryffindors and Slytherins were scattered loosely, most students still in their post-lunch haze, though a few—like Hermione—already...

M80- Army Again?!

Nigel had already moved into the shadows, his clones forming around him. “I’ll keep them tangled up,” he said simply, his voice echoing faintly through his duplicates. “They won’t know what hit them.”

Diego cracked his knuckles, a cocky grin spreading across his face. “Big and showy? My specialty. Just try not to get jealous, Anthony.”

Anthony, already scanning the c...

M79- Expo

Nero and his group of seven walked through the crowded pathways of the Stark Expo Center. The place was a noisy blend of flashing lights, elaborate displays, and tech enthusiasts milling about. Holographic projectors showcased everything from flying cars to robotic exosuits, while corporate representatives handed out promotional material with forced smiles.

Anthony stopped near a booth di...

HP348- Annoying Bug

Draco dropped heavily onto the bench beside them, his face unusually grim. He slapped a copy of the Daily Prophet onto the table in front of Ginny, drawing everyone’s attention.

"Your dad’s in the paper, Weasleys," he said bluntly, his tone carrying an edge that hinted at both irritation and concern.

Fred and George, who were mid-bicker with Daphne over something trivial, immedi...

HP347- Unicorns and Thestrals

Happy new year!

The first day back at Hogwarts brought the usual commotion. Students rushed to adjust to their schedules, swapped exaggerated tales of summer exploits, and groaned about the return of early morning classes.

Herbology kicked things off that morning with the notoriously pungent Bubotubers. Professor Sprout, ever enthusiastic, explained their pus’s magical properties...

HP346- The Usual

They reached the entrance to the Slytherin common room, where the stone wall slid aside to reveal the dimly lit, emerald-accented space. As usual, once the new Slytherin students entered the common room, Harry began his routine. The stone walls shimmered faintly as green torches flared to life, casting the room in a dim, almost eerie glow. As Harry walked to the center, the murmur of conversati...

M78- Colors!

Nero sighed, “Anyway, I was saying…” He paused, narrowing his eyes as if trying to recall something. “What the hell was I saying?”

Nami spoke up from the side, arms crossed. “Boss, you were talking about how these Flames can affect our original powers.”

Nero nodded. “Right. Magic is just one example. Sofia’s been using her Rain Flames to upgrade her firewalls, as a...

HP345- Tournament

Once the Sorting was over, Dumbledore stood, raising his hands to quiet the Hall. His speech was brief and typical, welcoming the students back and reminding them of the school’s rules (though Harry noted the usual ban on the Forbidden Forest was delivered with an extra glance toward the Gryffindor table, likely directed at the Weasley twins). Then, with a wave of his hand, the golden plates ...

M77- Dying Will Flames

Across the room, Spanner and Gianni were already engaged in animated discussion with Sofia. Spanner had pulled a small device from one of his pockets, its inner workings exposed as he tinkered. “Your gadgets aren’t bad,” he said, holding up a circuit. “But you’re capping their potential. This could double the power output without burning the core.”

Sofia scoffed, leaning in to...

HP344- Barty Crouch Jr.

The compartment settled back into its usual hum of chatter, with Astoria launching into yet another overly enthusiastic recount of Ireland’s victory.

Arriving at Hogsmeade Station, students were greeted by a heavy downpour that had the crowd scrambling for shelter. The rain hammered down, drenching everyone within seconds. Harry raised his hand casually and flicked his wand, conjuring a...

HP343- Looks

Harry stepped out of the study with Amelia, closing the door behind them. Susan looked up from the armchair in the living room, her face immediately lighting up with curiosity as she saw him. “What was that about?” she asked, casually tossing a biscuit into her mouth.

“Just boring Ministry business,” Harry replied with a shrug, moving to sit beside her. He grabbed a biscuit from t...

M76- Always

From the sky, Nero watched the battlefield unfold beneath him, the crackling energy and chaos of their powers a proof of how far they had come. A few years ago, they were just people trying to find their way in life. Donald had been banished to Earth, a cripple unaware of his true nature as Thor. The rest had their own struggles, none of which hinted at the immense power they would wield today....

HP342- Triwizard

The next morning, the quiet calm of Privet Drive was broken by the sound of the doorbell. Harry glanced up from the kitchen table, where he’d been reviewing a stack of parchment Misty had left for him—an assortment of updates from various ventures. Petunia, who was sipping her tea, raised an eyebrow at him but made no move to answer.

“Don’t look at me,” she said, setting her cup...

M75- Easy When She Does It!

Nigel Montgomery stood amidst two dozen Kronans, his posture as unhurried as if he were appraising fine china rather than confronting a wave of living boulders. Their glowing eyes locked onto him, and one growled a challenge in its guttural language before the group began to close in. The weight of their combined presence cracked the stone beneath their feet.

"Two dozen against one." Nige...

HP341- Normal is Overrated

The children froze mid-conversation. A collective gasp came from the younger ones—Astoria’s hand flew to her mouth, and Neville nearly dropped the glass of pumpkin juice he was holding. The adults, however, reacted differently.

Arthur looked just as alarmed, his head snapping toward the tent flap as though expecting an immediate threat. “The Dark Mark? At the World Cup? Merlin…”...

HP340- Averted

From his hidden vantage point, Harry watched the Death Eaters lurking at the edge of the forest. Their postures shifted, confusion and frustration visible in their stiff movements. One of them—the taller of the group—whipped off his mask, revealing a face twisted in fury. Harry recognized him instantly.

“Crouch Jr.,” Harry muttered with a faint smirk, his grip on his wand tighteni...

M74- Fight!

Sofia looked at the group of Kronans closing in on her, their towering forms casting long shadows across the battlefield. She rolled her eyes, tossing her blonde curls over her shoulder. “Really? Surround the little girl? Classy.”

The Kronans didn’t respond, their glowing eyes fixed on her. There were three of them, each armed differently—one wielded a jagged stone spear, another ...

HP339- Ruined Legacy

The group stood to stretch as the match officially concluded. Around them, the crowd began to filter out of the stands, a cacophony of voices discussing every goal, feint, and save in painstaking detail.

“Alright,” Selena said, brushing a strand of hair back into place, “what’s the plan now? Do we head back to the campsite or mingle with the masses?”

“Definitely not ming...

HP338- Win!

Ginny, who had been rolling her eyes at her brothers since the Veela stepped onto the field, gave Fred a firm smack on the back of his head. “Pull yourself together, you idiot.”

Fred winced dramatically, rubbing his head. “Ow! That hurt more than rejection, Ginny.”

“Keep talking, and you’ll find out what else hurts,” she shot back, crossing her arms.

Ron, seated ...