HP: The Magical Gamer

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"Yes, I am. Don't try to scare me off. I have always wanted power. And I am ready to do almost anything for it."

He smiled, placing his arms on her shoulders and gently pushing her away. "Good. Now, back to your position, I still want to test something."

Daphne nodded and hurried away to her place. She again turned on her 'Reset' Skill and prepared to see what he would throw at her this time.

She had almost forgotten that her friend was a drama queen.

How could he not understand that firing a Killing Curse at someone without a warning was rude?

Harry swept his wand up before stabbing it forward. A section of the grassy ground rose up and formed into a ball and then rocketed toward her.

The blonde was ready to jump away at the last moment because even she was unsure if her power would work this time. But, again, the power worked better than she had thought.

The ball abruptly fell down once it reached the area under the Skill.

Even if the magic was negated, it should have carried forward due to its momentum.

But that's not what happened. It seemed her Skill forgot that there was a thing called physics.

"One more time." Harry yelled as a magical sword materialised in his hand. She readied herself with bated breath, hoping she wouldn't become a makeshift sheathe for the sword.

Harry pointed his wand at the sword and flicked it in her direction.

The silver blade shone in the sunlight as it approached her at a deadly speed.

But just like the last time, it dropped suddenly on the ground once it entered the area effect of her Skill.

Daphne heaved a relieved sigh. And a blinding smile parted her face as she realised how utterly overpowered this Skill was.

She truly was immune to all magical attacks. And wasn't that truly magnificent?

Harry just chuckled when she captured him in a tight hug and pressed her face on his chest.

"Thank you for all these." She mumbled gratefully as his hands folded around her back.

Harry gave her an affectionate squeeze, kissing her hair. "Don't mention it."

"I have one last secret that I wanted to tell you." Daphne said slowly as they stepped back.

He questioned. "And what's that?"

"There was another reason that pushed me to go search for Mother Elune on that island."

Harry just nodded, silently telling her to proceed.

"I have an ability that is known only to my family. I can 'Charmspeak'.

Theoretically, I can order others to do whatever I want. But, practically, it has a lot more restrictions.

"Whenever I use it, my throat hurts. And it can be severely injured if I order someone to do something massive that they don't want to. For example, I can't just order someone to kill themselves. At least not yet."

"I think my Charmspeak will become stronger as does my body. This ability makes me think that I really am a descendant of an elf. It validated the stories that I have heard about my family. That was why I went to that island, hoping to unlock more of my racial abilities."

Harry scratched his neck thoughtfully. Honestly, it was a very scary power. She could just order others to kneel in mid-fight and decapitate them.

And if her hunch, that this ability of hers would become stronger as she grew, was true, then she really had the potential to become something legendary.

"My 'Observe' tells me that you are a normal mage. So while maybe you being a descendant of an elf is true, I don't think you are some hidden elf in disguise who needs her goddess to unveil her." Harry said, trying not to sound amused.

Daphne shrugged, aware of his disbelief. "I don't care anymore. I have already found another way to make myself strong."

"Good. I would be highly disappointed if you turned into some religious fanatic. Now, try to 'Charmspeak' me. I want to see if it can affect me."

Daphne rolled her eyes. Did she believe in the existence of Goddess Elune? Yes. Was she going to force Harry to accept that? No.

"Sit." She started with the easiest command, already knowing that it wouldn't work. Harry was just too strong to be enchanted by her Charmspeak.

So, consider her mind blown when it actually worked. Harry slumped down on his knees and looked up at her blankly.

She swelled with pride, ecstatic that a force like Harry was so easily defeated by her power.

It was an absolutely intoxicating feeling, the power over someone like him, only marred by the burn in her throat.

But her joyous exhilaration was overtaken by annoyance at his next words. "Tell me what to do, mistress. Should I undress now and send you to the realm of pleasure?"

She yelped as his arms snaked around her waist and his chin dug into her stomach as he tried to hold off his grin.

"Tell me what to do, mistress. Should I undress you now and send you to the realm of pleasure?"

She blushed and tried to push his head away, grounding her teeth. "Stop it, Harry! Just stand up."

"As you command, mistress." He couldn't suppress his grin this time as he got on his feet, towering over her, his arms still around her waist.

"Will you stop it!" She yelled, trying to shove him, her face red from embarrassment.

He just pulled her closer, tucking her head under his chin. "As you command, mistress."

"Argh! I hate you."

"Nope, you love me." He began laughing like a loon he was, tickled by his own joke.

Not wanting to face him, she just further pressed her face into his chest, blushing and smiling.

Though her smile vanished and was replaced by a scowl soon.

"Shall we go back, mistress?"

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