[You have gotten a full night's rest. Your Hp and Mp have fully recovered. You are well rested you gain a 15% exp boost for 12 hours.]
Harry woke up surprisingly on time and before his aunt had a chance to bang on the door for once. He actually felt better this morning and even more so as the screen was still there. ‘Definitely not a figment of my imagination. Although I do have a great imagination, if I do say so myself,’ thinking to himself as he got ready! Which just meant changing his pants and putting on socks as he was already wearing his clean shirt. At least he had put things in his inventory last night so he did not have to pick off spiders. He’d wait till he was no longer around the Dursleys to check out his new things. He was ready and right on time as there comes Aunt Petunia.
BANG! BANG! “UP, Get Up. It’s time for you to cook the breakfast I won’t have you lazing about this morning we have places to be,” Petunia lectured through the door before undoing the lock. Harry frowned as he made his way out of the cupboard, they hadn’t told him anything was going on. Which was not unusual, of course. He cleared his expression as he closed the door and responded, “Yes, Aunt Petunia.” He walked into the kitchen and she was there ready with a sneer, “Always being lazy. Your late.” He had to suppress an eyeroll at that considering she had to unlock the door in order for him to get out. As he began pulling the ingredients out for a full English Breakfast, he took a quick glance at the clock in the dining room. He had to suppress a snort again when he saw it was 6:33 am. Not only is she a liar, she’s a drama queen.
He made good use of his time in the kitchen without supervision to grab what he needed for himself today and put it in his inventory. Aunt Petunia gave her usual, “Keep out of our food,” routine as she went upstairs to help her ‘boys’ get up and ready. Harry was happy to see as he worked that he got a sleight of hand skill, another level in cooking, and a 2 levels in knife skills as he added a fruit bowl for breakfast that they probably wouldn’t touch. He got the coffee, tea, milk, and juice on the table on the table based on their preferences. It must have taken longer than usual to get Dudley up and going, as it was heading towards 7:10 before they started heading back downstairs. Everything was ready to be dished.
“Don’t bother sitting down boy, we need you to get to work we have things to do today and we want the whole house cleaned before bed. You’ll go without food if you don’t finish. I have been invited by my work to go on a wilderness retreat with some co-workers and clients. Now I tried to tell them you had other plans, but since they know you live with me, the owner has insisted this is for the whole family. This will be a week-long retreat and I expect you to be on your best behavior. Any funny business and your punishment when we return will make any before this look mild. Get to work cleaning the kitchen boy and then the dining room once we’re done eating. We will put the list on the fridge we have some shopping to do before we leave tomorrow morning. Dinner better be ready by the time we get home and we will need to get up at 5 am to make breakfast. They want us there by 7 am and on the road no later than 7:30 am,” Uncle Vernon lectured as he went to the dining table and started dishing himself.
While he got the kitchen cleaned up and most of the dishes done, they proceeded to devour the obscene amount of food on the table. Almost completely avoiding the fruit. Once done, Vernon and Dudley went to get cleaned up and ready to go. Aunt Petunia paused on her way and said, “No laziness from you, I have put everything I want done while we are gone on the list. We are not buying anything for you so you will have to figure out supplies yourself. We are not wasting good money on a vacation for someone who doesn’t deserve it,” she said snidely. She went to grab her purse and put on her shoes. They all went out to the car together and locked the door before leaving.
Now that he was all alone, he stopped what he was doing so he could eat. He opened his inventory to check his rewards for yesterday and pulled out the nutrition potion to have with his breakfast. Putting what leftovers he could find in the kitchen into his inventory for later. He took anything that would expire before they were going to be back and only leaving out what he would need to make dinner. Taking the time while he was busy, he touched on his reputation and the available guild. “Am I able to join that guild now and can I do so without this notifying the current members,” Harry questioned aloud?
[Yes. All current members are inactive so they will need to be reactivated if you so choose. You will become the Guild Leader as no one else has taken the position since your father's death. Do you want to join The Marauders?]
[Yes] / [No]
“Yes,” Harry was excited to unlock the Guild tab and see what else he could do with it. He also hoped he would be able to contact his dad’s friends and possibly get away from the Dursley’s.
[You have joined The Marauders. Guild Screen has been unlocked. You have been moved into the position of Leader. This allows you to control the Guild Storage access, use Guild Points to improve the guild, assign jobs, accept quests, recruit or dismiss members, and even choose a Headquarters.]
He continued working on the cleaning as he cut off all access to the guild storage at the moment. He froze before exploring more as at the bottom of the storage there was a retrieval button. Illegally seized or taken property belonging to members of The Marauders can be retrieved using this button. Harry shrugged and pressed the button and was shocked when things started appearing in the guild storage. It was odd there were trinkets, nick-nacks, books, kitchen equipment, a cloak, a scroll, a wand, and even a couple odd small cloth bags. Pulling out different things to see what they were he was surprised to find one of the cloth bags and some of the personal items belonged to his godfather, while the other things were all apparently from his parents' house. ‘Did people steal this after they died?’ The last thing he looked at confirmed his guess that this was all from his parents' house. This was a deed for a house in Godric’s Hollow that his family owned. The ministry had a note the it was requisitioned for use as a public monument. “Can I send a message to people I know through the system,” he asked the system.
[You can send Guild messages but you would need to reactivate them in the guild. If they accept your message, you can send instant messages back and forth through the Guild Chat.]
‘That’s a nice benefit,’ he mused. He wrote a message that ended up babbling a little because he was multitasking. It was NOT because he was nervous. Nope he wasn’t nervous at all. The message ended up being a simplified version of what had happened to him since last night and his desire to go to Gringotts but not knowing how to get there. Knots were forming in his stomach as he waited anxiously for a response.
{Sirius: I really hope I’m not going insane and hallucinating this. This is quite the interesting ability if I’m not, The Marauders would have made good use of the ability. If it is you, Happy Birthday! I can’t believe your 6 already and I’m missing it. I’m happy to hear from you and I hope you are doing ok, although if you are trying to get to Gringotts that makes me worried. I don’t really have anything else to do right now so I am free to talk, although I will say my memory is a little spotty because of the Dementors. Out of what I’ve heard it does not sound like you live with very good people so to deal with an immediate issue would be to call the Potter elves to help you. If they haven’t come before than someone is preventing them from finding you, however their magical tie to the family should break through that if you call them. For the second it might be best again to ask the elves to pop you to Gringotts and back otherwise there's the Knight bus just be in a low populated area and stick out your wand arm. Don’t worry about having a wand on you it's the magic that they look for. I hope this helps you. P.S. Who are you staying with?}
Harry answered with his aunt and uncle’s names and, after a moment of thought, asked the system, ‘Could I send him one of my free Player Instances? Since he is stuck there, he could have access to the guild storage and work on his skills as we look for a way to set him free. Would it be dangerous to do that before I’ve met him in person?’
[Normally I would advise against this, as it is dangerous to trust an unknown. However, with your high reputation with him and the fact that he is your oathbound godfather. He literally cannot use this to hurt or betray you. It would cost him his magic or life to do so. Would you like to send a Player Interface to Sirius Orion Black III? You may also include a message.]
[Yes] / [No]
Harry thought up a message and told him to contact him with any questions. He also gave back Sirius’s access to the guild storage. ‘I am going to have to buy things to help him while he is in there. Maybe make some meals and potions, too,’ he thought to himself. Deciding to give the elves a try, he took a deep breath and said, “Potter Elves.” There was a pause and before he had a chance to get nervous, there was a series of pops. His eyes nearly fell out of his head when he spotted around 10 creatures that were as big as he was. The creatures had big heads, long ears, and scrawny bodies. They were all wearing clean uniforms with a crest on them. A Griffin and a Thestral rearing with their wings outstretched and a sun rising in the background.
The one at the front stepped forward as all their eyes sparkled and went teary, “Master Harry, Is being so happy to see you again. Wes be trying to find you after wes lost Master James and Mistress Lily. Mr. Longwhiskers took you away and said he was your magic guardian. He tried to block us from Potter properties but we are being tied to the magic so we can still be going and taking care of the property. I am sorry we were not in time to stop the people from taking things from Hollow house, we did get there and put a stop to it and put it in stasis before the ministries be turning it into a monument. Then Longwhiskers called us and sent us to Hogwarts to work.”
“Woah, Woah breathe. Hi, er, sorry I know I called you but, what are you,” Harry interrupted as it seemed the little creature would just keep going? “Sorry, Master Harry. I is being Griffin and I is the Head Elf. We is being House Elves. Wes bond to magical families and take care of their homes in return for them purifying our magic so it doesn’t poison us. Our families have been bonded to the Potter family for generations. We is being proud being a part of your family,” Griffin the head elf seemed to stand up straighter as he explained and was obviously very proud of his position. Harry smiled and nodded at them saying, “Ok, thank you all of you for coming. I am hoping to set things up that I do not have to stay here. However, that’s a plan for later. Right now, I have a couple of things I need help with immediately. My relatives and I are being invited to a week-long wilderness retreat and I need to get prepared. I need to get to Gringotts before we leave tomorrow and I have a list of chores my relatives wanted me to do before they get home tonight. Would you be able to complete the list I have and make it look like I did it so the Dursley will not find out? Will one of you be able to pop me over to Gringotts? Oh, and will you be able to find me now, since I called you?” As he went over his request, he held out the list.
All the elves brightened at this, bouncing in place, smiling and nodding in response. “Oh yes, Master Harry we is being able to find you now since you called us and gave us orders. Your orders come before those of Mr. Longwhiskers as he is not really being your magical guardian,” He waved over a female elf with bright blue eyes, “This is being Moon, she is being the head maid elf. If you give her the list, they will get started on the work around the house. They will make sure people not be seeing us and make illusion outside to see you. Then I will take you to Gringotts and you can call me when you are ready to come back. I also have a question.” Harry waited for him to continue, before realizing he was waiting for Harry’s permission to ask. He blinked and indicated that Griffin was free to ask. Griffin nodded and said, “What is being a wilderness retreat that you is being needing to prepare for? If we knows what it is we cans be helping you get what you need.” “Well, a wilderness retreat is basically camping. Uncle Vernon’s business associates are all going and it's supposed to help with teamwork. I do not know if they will have cabins as I was just informed before breakfast and that was just to tell me we were going. So, I need proper clothing, shoes, a tent, outdoor cookware, and a backpack I would be able to carry. Well, I have to do a new wardrobe anyway as these are my cousin's hand-me downs so I’ll probably do the clothes myself. I would need stuff that can blend in with the non magicals.” Griffin nodded in understanding and said, “I will look through the Potter supplies and see if anything suits your purpose, if not it can be purchased in Diagon Alley. Is there anything else Master Harry would like me to get while shopping?”
Harry thought for a moment and then remembered books, “Could you get me some good starter books for magic? Things like history, laws, theory-based books, and maybe some easy starter potion books and supplies. Anything you think I should start learning. If you can buy new, but if you have important family books grab those to so I can start learning about my family and all that entails. Maybe a couple of language books. I want to learn other languages.” Griffin nodded in acknowledgement and snapped his fingers causing Harry to jump. “I am sorry Master Harry for startling you. I should have asked first. In the Wizard World appearance is very important. You are the heir to an old and important house. You are being needing to look the part. I is being taking care of your request while you is being seen by the Goblinses.,” saying this Griffin held out his hand. “One moment, can you add these to the washing,” Harry asked as he took the things out of his inventory? Moon popped in grabbed the pile of laundry, smiled and popped away. “I guess that’s a yes,” he chuckled as he grabbed Griffin’s hand, who popped them to Gringotts.
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Sirius’s POV
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Seeing the skinny, dirty, and downtrodden man in the cold dreary cell, you would not believe he was once a very handsome fun-loving person. The dark and damp prison was only a part of the problem. Add in the Dementors and you have a very depressing hopeless place. Many had not been able to handle time behind bars. The only thing keeping this man holding on is his godson. He missed him every waking moment and even in his dreams. The only relief he received here was his ability to transform into a dog to escape the hopelessness and cold briefly. His current routine had been going on for years so, when he screams like a girl over what happens next, we can be a little understanding.
[Your Godson Hadrian ‘Harry’ Potter has reactivated your Marauder membership and sent you a message through Guild chat. Do you accept this message.]
[Yes] / [No]
He was just staring at the message not sure if he was hallucinating or not. If ever in his life he thought about what shape insanity would take it was not a light purple box telling him his godson was trying to talk to him. “Yo, Black you finally finished losing your shite.” Sirius heard someone speak. Unsure he thought it might be one of the Lestrange brothers. Not seeing any reason not to after all these years stuck in close proximity he responded, “Shut up Lestrange, I am not losing my shite. At least I don’t think so.” With the only thing to relieve the mind-numbing endlessness of Azkaban prison being the people in the cells near you. Discovering there were death eaters that were rather unwilling came in as a shock. Apparently, he was a self-absorbed prat in school. Finding a couple of death eaters, he can tolerate was surprising. Although not as surprising as waking up in previously mentioned cell without so much as an interrogation.
“What did the guards somehow slip a fake rat into your cell to torment you again,” Rabastan Lestrange asked with a smirk from the corner of his cell allowing him to peer into Sirius’s cell. “No, and I am not appreciating the disbelieving tone you have going on. For your information there appears to be a light purple box in my view that says my godson has reactivated my membership in The Marauders and is sending me a message through something called guild chat. Then it gives me the option to accept or decline,” Sirius huffed out. His announcement was met with silence before Rabastan cautiously said, “Are you sure it’s real and not a figment of your imagination or a hallucination?” “No, I’m not sure as I can't touch it my hand goes right through, whatever it is. The only way to test it would be to answer,” the obviously went unsaid but was clearly heard in Sirius’s voice.
“Answer it,” came the voice of Antonin Dolohov. He was a man of few words. To find out he had been a spy for the Russian Tsar. He had also not been the one to take out the Prewitt brothers. He had arrived in the aftermath and had tried to patch the brothers up so they could be taken to St. Mungos. Unfortunately, the arriving aurors stunned him in the midst of what he was doing and he had dropped his portkey to the Tsar on the brothers and it activated. The brothers were announced as dead and he was charged as the only survivor of the attack. Antonin had no idea if they had arrived or been saved as he had been tried and imprisoned immediately.
Shrugging Sirius clicked yes and ended up glaring at the next screen as he got the same message that Harry did about clicking empty space. Then the message popped up and his eyes teared up. “What happened,” three voices sounded together. Sirius cleared his throat and read out in a gruff voice, “Hello Sirius, this is Harry. I guess you already know that since you accepted the message. I’m not sure where to start. Er, well, it’s my sixth birthday today and the last couple of years I stay up till midnight the night before to say happy birthday to myself. I did that last night however as soon as the clock struck midnight something strange happened. These light purple boxes started appearing and I had to go through a tutorial and a lot happened during that. One of the things I discovered was you and your illegal incarceration and well I could really use the help of someone who ... well someone. You see this system had some very concerning information and indicated I could address that at Gringotts. However, I don’t know how to get there and my relatives have left me chores to do while they go shopping for a wilderness retreat, we are going tomorrow through my uncle's work. I hope you respond. Sincerely yours, Harry.”
This was immediately met with silence on all fronts for different reasons. Sirius was struggling with the information he just received. If it was real and if there was anyone, he would believe it was his godson. If Harry said the sky was green, he would agree and go along with it. Knots were forming in his stomach. It sounded like he was not in and did not have easy access to the magical world. Where was Remus, and the most important where was Harry. His thoughts were circling and he was struggling to keep calm. The other three were having a whispered conversation at the other end of their cells. He could still hear them with his dog hearing. They were discussing if this was real and as followers of the old ways and the possibility of a new gift awakening and in one so young. If this was real then it would need to be kept a secret and Harry would need to be protected. Sirius was in complete agreement with the last statement.
A throat cleared, “Sirius, are you ok over there,” it was Rabastan again? Rudolphus didn’t speak up much, usually letting his brother chat for the both of them. “I’m not sure. Some of that information disturbed me,” he responded. Rudolphus actually chimed in, “Is he staying with a distant Potter? He said uncle and he is the heir to the family?” Sirius was shaking his head and choked out, “There are no other Potters left. Harry is the last Potter.” They all took a moment to absorb that and the loss of so many families. “Instead of wondering, see if you can send him a message and ask,” Antonin spoke up. “Ok, I’ll send a reply and work in the question of where he is.” Sirius told them. It only took a moment for the response to comeback.
{Harry: I live with my Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon.}
It took a second for those names to sink in and for Sirius to remember why they sounded so familiar. When it did the explosion made even the Dementors stay away, “THEY PUT HIM WITH LILY’S HATEFUL PREJUDICED MAGIC HATING BITCH OF A SISTER AND HER TUB OF LARD HUSBAND WHO IS SOMEHOW WORSE!!!” Sirius began pacing and even here in Azkaban the magic was sparking of him and the other 3 were sure that the building was shaking. It could just be their set of cells, they were unsure. As they listened to the ranting coming from the first cell, they were reminded by the energy coming off him, even though he should be pretty drained, why no one messed with the Blacks. They were all in a state of shock. Was The Harry Potter really placed with magic hating muggles? There were protections in place for magical orphans that were the last of their houses. Checks to be made that were set in stone and could not be changed not even by the Wizengamot. Again, this was to prevent someone in power from taking advantage. Magical guardianship or adoption had protections in place for the children should an enemy attempt to take control or harm the child in question, magic would punish them. If the child died under a family's protection and magic felt the family was responsible, they would be punished. Anyone who would circumvent these protections was an enemy of Lady Magic.
Sirius suddenly stopped mid rant as he got the image of a present that appeared in his view and another text box. He blinked a few times when he saw it and then thought, ‘Yes.’
[You have received a gift and a message from Harry Potter! Would you like to open both now?]
[Yes] / [No]
{Harry: Hello again! I thought I would send a message to explain my gift. Now Sirius, this is a major secret, you cannot tell anyone. I have been given the chance to gift my Player interface with 4 people for free as long as I have a strong enough relationship with them. I have decided that I am giving one to you. It should come in handy in there and I have also given you, your guild storage access back. You will have to take a tutorial which will walk you through what to do so just follow the steps. You will be placed in a time freeze basically. So even though the tutorial may take a while when you finish no time will have passed. Take your time there is no rush. Sincerely, Harry}
[You have received a Player Interface from Harry Potter. Do you accept the gift?]
[Yes] / [No]
Sirius thought yes without any hesitation and immediately proceeded to and through the tutorial. It ended up taking him about an hour and a half. Much like his godson he decided to have some fun with the weapon zone and couldn’t wait to access the rest. Hands down this was the best gift he had ever been given. He was bouncing in place, which was odd for the others. As he went from furious beyond all reason to a giddy child bouncing on the balls of his feet. “What just happened,” Rabastan asked?
“Oh, Sorry about that. I got another message from Harry. He gave me access to something called Guild storage that I will be able to use while I’m here. I wonder what’s in there. I suppose I could check it out,” Sirius informed them. He proceeded to open the storage and was surprised to discover things from Godric’s hollow in there. He would have to send a message to Harry to see why they were in here. He knew the ministry had turned the location into a monument without permission, but that was about it. Then he saw it and he crashed onto what they generously called a bed in disbelief. “What is it?” “What did you find?” “Did it work?” He couldn’t really tell who had said what and it didn’t really matter, “Yes, it worked. Oddly there are things from the house in Godric’s Hollow in here. I’ve sent a message to Harry asking about that, but it might take a while for him to respond he should be at Gringotts now. The really important information is that somehow, Harry’s ability got my wand from the ministry.” With that he ‘pulled’ said wand out of the storage. There was a gasp of shock from Rabastan as he saw this, “It’s true he has it in his hand. How is that possible. I can see the sparks.” They devolved into surprised chatter at what this could mean.
Sirius did not pay attention to any of that as he looked down at his wand with tears streaming down his face. It was the feeling of being reunited with an old friend after a long absence thinking you’d never see them again. He didn’t do anything as of yet he could not risk setting the dementors off and alert the warden or guards that something was going on. For all that he was known to be rash he could not risk failing Harry. He would need to be careful. He approached the corner of the cells near the other 3. As they stopped speaking and looked at him Sirius spoke to them in a (heh) serious tone, “We need to come up with a plan. I need to be there for Harry and we need to improve things in the magical world to prevent something like this happening again. Harry is at that retreat thing for a week. I want us to have some form of plan by then.” They were all in agreement.
[Name: Hadrian James Potter-Black
Nickname: Harry
Race: Magical Human
Titles: Heir Potter
Secondary Heir Black
Heir Peverell
Heir Gryffindor
Heir Ravenclaw
Heir Slytherin
Boy-Who-Lived
Magic’s Champion
Class – Underage Wizard
Class – Scout
Job – Cook
Level – 2
{725/725} HP
{356.25(50% blocked)/712.50} MP
{125/250} EXP
STR (2) -2
VIT (15) -3
END (16) +3
DEX (13) -3
INT (8) -8
WIS (5) -5
CHA (20) +5
LUK (+/-50)
SP – 10
BP – 112
SAP – 30
Debuffs
Malnourished
Miscreant
Potter Luck
Bad Eyesight
Faux Horcrux
Magical Blocks – Someone has placed blocks on your magic, abilities, and Intelligence. (50% of magic blocked, blocked 100% Animagus, blocked 100 % Magic Languages (Except Parseltongue), Blocked 100% Occlumency, blocked 25% Transfiguration, blocked 25% Potions, blocked 10% Charms, blocked 50% Herbology, blocked 50% History of Magic, blocked 25% Astronomy, blocked 100% Ancient Runes, blocked 100% Arithmancy, blocked 50% Intelligence and Wisdom, blocked 75% Interest in school, and blocked 50% Self-preservation.
Potions – Loyalty Potions to Albus Dumbledore, Gryffindor, and Order of the Phoenix. Submission Potions to Albus Dumbledore and Dursleys.
Buffs – These add benefits to your current condition.
Well Rested - +15% to exp for 12 hours
Happy Birthday Harry – Today is your 6th Birthday and for the next 24 hours only you get 25% increase in exp gain.
[Skills Tab
Mundane Skills
Analyze: Level 1
Animal care: Level 3
Baking: Level 3
Cleaning: Level 9
Cooking: Level 6
Drawing: Level 2
Dual-wielding: Level 3
English: Level 4
First Aid: Level 1
Foraging: Level 1
Gardening: Level 5
Hosting: Level 4
Hunting: Level 1
Imagination: Level 4
Knife: Level 3
Laundry: Level 3
Lawn Care: Level 3
Longsword: Level 2
Meditation: Level 1
Observe: Level 1
Ranged Weapons: Level 6
Reading: Level 3
Running: Level 3
Short Swords/Daggers: Level 5
Sprinting/Dashing: Level 8
Staff: Level 2
Sweet Creation: Level 1
Throwing: Level 5
Tracking: Level 1
Traps: Level 1
Writing: Level 2
Magic Skills
Parseltongue: Level 1
Parselmagic: Level 0
Magic Languages: Level 0
Animagus: Level 0
Instance: Level 2 (Available Instances: Space, Home, Greenhouse, Vivarium, Familiar Home, Home Kitchen, Potions Lab.
Spells:
Body-bind: Level 1
Jelly-Legs: Level 1
Locking: Level 1
Shield: Level 1
Stunning: Level 1
Tickling: Level 1
Unlocking: Level 1