HP: The Magical Gamer

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[Yep. You should.]

Harry resisted the urge to yell 'See!' and threw his hands exasperatedly. He glanced at the [Killer] perk.

[Killer] (Active)

[Gives an aura of danger around you. The shadows seem to increase in your presence while the light dims around you. Gives the player 50% chance of obedience with people while using it. Strong willed beings will easily resist it.]

Hmm, he could definitely use it to his advantage. And he was glad that he could turn it on and off to his convenience. He didn't want to be treated like a serial killer by strangers who could well become his friends in future.

And let's just not talk about how disheartening it would be to see Iris and his mother fearing him because of this perk. He would need to be careful while using this.

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Currently he was waiting for his mother and sister to get ready so the all three could finally go to Diagon Alley to buy their school supplies. He and Iris had recently gotten their Hogwarts' acceptance letter. And today they were going to get their things and most importantly their wands.

He was impatiently tapping his foot on the floor as he stood at the fireplace of his manor from where they would floo to Diagon Alley. Harry had tried to convince his mother to allow him to teleport himself there, but he had received a firm no as an answer.

She had lectured him about the benefits of concealing his special powers so he could surprise his opponents in future when he could be in tricky situations. He had reluctantly agreed, seeing sense in her words. After five minutes which felt like five hours to Harry, the family of three flooed to Diagon Alley.

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[Object gained: Magical Holly wand with phoenix feather as a core.

The wand decreases the requirement of MP for using any spells by 50%.]

'Well… that would have been helpful when I had less MP, but now since I have 'Increased MP regeneration' perk, the wand wouldn't be that useful.

But still, who knows it might become useful somehow. And it's better to use this wand while at Hogwarts instead of wandless magic so as not to give away my advantage.'

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"I need a letter every Sunday. Do you hear me!" Lily said as her son was pressed tightly in her embrace. Her one arm coiled around his back while the other kept his face forcefully on her soft chest.

"Air!" Harry complained as he squirmed in her arms. Lily finally pulled back from the too long hug, giving him a warning look. Iris was standing beside them, giggling at Harry's predicament. Harry sent her a brief glare to which she responded by blowing a raspberry.

'You're next, little sister. Then it will be my turn to laugh.'

"Yes, yes. I will write you a letter every Sunday. Fine?" He said, rolling his eyes as he pressed a goodbye kiss on her cheek.

"That will do. And don't get yourself in too much trouble."

"Mum! Everyone is watching us." Harry groaned. And true to his observation, everyone on platform 9 and 3 quarters were looking at them. Some with kind smiles while some purebloods with open disdain.

Lily ignored the other parents and students and jumped on Iris, pulling her also in a too long hug. Harry grinned amusedly at his twin sister who was now being suffocated at their mother's chest.

After a couple more hugs and teary eyed farewells, Harry and Iris found an empty compartment for themselves. He pushed their two trunks on the upper seats.

They both sat on the seats, side by side.

"I will miss mum." Iris sighed, leaning on his shoulder.

"Me too. Don't worry, we will see her on Christmas." Harry said softly with a reassuring smile, hugging her to his side. Iris nodded and snuggled against him.

The compartment door then opened and their two friends stepped inside. Daphne and Tracey. Harry used [Observe] on them. He had decided to make a habit of observing everyone to see how strong they were and what were their feelings for him.

[Name: Daphne Greengrass

Race: Human

Class: Mage

Lvl: 14

HP: 700

MP: 1400

Affection: 35

Obedience: 10

Thoughts about you: Fondness]

Hmm, not bad. 35 affection was high enough and put her in his 'good friends' category.

[Name: Tracey Davis

Race: Human

Class: Mage

Lvl: 11

HP: 550

MP: 1100

Affection: 40

Obedience: 30

Thoughts about you: Fondness]

Tracey's points were higher than Daphne but that was quite obvious to explain.

Tracey was an inherently cheerful person and formed deep bonds very quickly with everyone while Daphne was a bit pragmatic and thought everything through and rarely went out of her way to make friends.

He was almost sure that Harry himself, Iris and Tracey were her only friends.

Now looking at the information again after knowing their backgrounds, Daphne's points were very high considering her character.

"Finally found you two." Tracey cheered. Harry got up and helped them put their trunks up above.

"It's not as if we were hiding or anything." Iris noted, rolling her eyes. Tracey sat on the other seat, in front of Harry.

"How are you, Tracey, Daphne?" He enquired when Daphne settled down beside Tracey.

"I am great, but a bit nervous about the sorting." Tracey hesitated, smiling anxiously at them.

"I am fine, Harry." Daphne expressed with a small smile.

"Yeah, I am nervous too, Tracey. I so want to be in Gryffindor. I will be heartbroken if I get sorted in any house other than Gryffindor." Iris exclaimed, leaning forward, her elbows on her knees.

"At least you know what house you want to be in. I don't even know that. Ahh! I can't decide which house I like more." Tracey groaned, scrunching her eyebrows. During this conversation, the train had started moving.

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