- Location
- Iran, Tehran
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Ooooh, Herbology, Taking care of magical creatures and potions will allow us to make infinite potions. Hmmmm, infinite luck potions! Well not infinite, but you get my point.
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Harry Potter and the Scabbard of Excalibur [AU]
blackshadow111
Happy Helpful Grenade
- Location
- India
[x] Plan Power of Heart
Well, I might as well toss this in, since this seems all set to be a shonen 'mah friends!' craziness.
I can only hope a few encounters with The Dark Lord might set this Harry straight.
Well, I might as well toss this in, since this seems all set to be a shonen 'mah friends!' craziness.
I can only hope a few encounters with The Dark Lord might set this Harry straight.
Corvus Black
The Inestimable
- Location
- England
That is correct bird said apparate would let us teleport to other planets and even other dimensions
For what it's worth, Birdsie has confirmed that's how it will work.
- Location
- USA
It's less that our mastery is greater and more that all the EXP gain goes into that specialized option so you are able to get better at that thing quicker. Charms or Transfiguration for example...by year 4 or 5 we be able to coming close to the skill level of our professor for that individual subject. But say if you pick apparation? All that absurd growth goes to that skill so it increases faster. Given enough time I imagine that would be able to take Charms to an absurd level too.
Note that this would after decades of growth. But yeah, we would be able to go to other dimensions/worlds.
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On that note, is there an approximate planned length for this quest? I.e. is Huffle!Harry expected to take six to seven years to reach a point where he can fight You-Know-Who on equal footing and defeat Him once and for all, and if so will there be time skips?
I ask only because my experience of quests tends towards condensed storytelling wherein the protagonist goes from zero to one of the top-tier beings in a year or less, simply because there are decisions -> stat gains -> special rewards or power unlocks every day or two when measured in-universe.
(Apologies if this was spelled out elsewhere, have spent the day trying to find a used car costing less than my net worth, and I'm not really inclined to trawl through discord at the moment).
Birdsie
Sharp Talons Cleave The Worthy
- Location
- Poland
If your definition of victory is the defeat of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, then I shall happily inform you that it's possible - albeit rather inconceivable, as it'd require both extreme and compounding luck, foresight, and intellect on the part of the players - to achieve victory within your First Year at Hogwarts, at least theoretically.
However, I have very little confidence this will actually come to pass. I expect it'll be much like canon Harry Potter wherein your entire education will pass by prior to His defeat in any shape or form. And it should be noted that different people have different definitions of what victory is...
Anyway.
It appears that All Yellow's in the lead, and I suppose that'll do - as much as I enjoy the discussion and proliferation of ideas, this vote has went on for a while, and I've a mind to accelerate the rate at which this quest will progress. As such, I'm locking the vote, expect an update soon enough...
- Location
- Where Jokes Die
Call in the Sage Dice, boys. Let's see if we can't have our first roll be a nat 100 or some other insanity.
Company of Heaven
Birdsie
Sharp Talons Cleave The Worthy
- Location
- Poland
Company of Heaven
Although young Harry was a stern devotee - a paladin, some might be tempted to say - of weather on the balmy and sunny side, not finding himself a huge fan of the inclement downpours that were such a classic staple of the British Isles, March 25th happened to be unbearable.
Above, the freshly-risen sun, the colors of blazing orange and gold, was a crisp molten arbiter, its rays shining on the innocent grasses, streets, and fields of Little Whinging like harsh lances of stratified heat. A barely perceptible blur danced in the distant air, a buzz-fly smear of wavering translucent distortion produced by the heat, forcing Harry to frequently adjust his glasses, only to keep seeing it and realize it was not the fault of his impairment. His shoes were thin-soled trainers, and so, whenever he walked for even a couple of moments on concrete or pavement, he could feel the stinging bite of the heated tarmac underneath like a persistent and cruelly territorial snake nipping on his soles. As he was preparing to leave for work, Uncle Vernon had to vent his car for several minutes because the seats were so hot they made him sing when he sat down.
And maybe worst of all, in this environment, there was no wind to cool one down. As the sun gradually ascended towards its destined apex, the shadows once protecting Harry and his friends only grew thinner and shorter, and eventually, the whole group of children dispersed.
Except for Harry who made the mistake of staying behind on the playground. And now, he was here alone, the rusty squeaking metal chains of the swingset and the steel bars of the various playground toys heated to a degree where even momentary contact was dangerous.
March 25th happened to be, indeed, very unbearable.
As Harry was lying down in a tree's decreasing shade - a sure prophet of his doom - and on the border of utter delirium, he peered outside the playground, to the local streets of the suburb, and gave himself to a child's imagination.
Within his rich imagination, the cars lined up on the streets were melting into colorful glossy pools and flowing into the sewer. Their old neighbor, wearing a straw hat, mowing his grass, and wiping his forehead, briefly stopped to glance at the patio umbrella, that had developed sentience to ask him for lemonade.
This is unbearable, said a voice in his imagination, one that he'd imagined. Hey, Harry. Do me a favor and find a water hydrant. If you do nothing but focus magical energy in an object, nine times out of ten, it will explode. We could do that to a water hydrant, and then we could use the water to cool down.
"Ugh." Harry turned to lie on his belly, shoving his nose under his arms and whimpering briefly.
"Oi. You're still here?" Above him, Dudley smiled, standing akimbo, then frowned at his cousin's lack of a response. "You're right botched, ain't ya, Harry?"
"Makes you wish for autumn, this weather..." Harry mumbled into his sleeve.
"Mom told me to find you," Dudley said. "Are you coming?"
"It's too hot, I don't want to leave," Harry muttered.
A low growl of annoyance came from Dudley's throat as he lowered himself and tugged insistently on both of Harry's shoulders, attempting to pick him up by peeling him away from the ground like a sticker or wet towel. "Oi, come on! Get up!"
"Leave me be, Dud..." Harry moaned softly.
"Come ooon! Mom'll be cross wi' the both of us!"
After a brief struggle, Dudley finally realized that for all his strength, the hopes of peeling his cousin away from his shadowy haunt were dwindling, and his frown deepened momentarily. He let go all of a sudden, which caused Harry to smack back into the ground like a springboard. "Ow."
At last surrendering, Dudley chose to sit down next to his cousin, calmly observing the world around them.
"It's not like you," he said.
"Hm?"
"To be so mopey," Dudley clarified, and Harry glanced to see his frown was deeper than usual. A bit of a hypocrite, since his expression also looked mopey, like he couldn't fully accept that revelation. "I mean, you always come up with these wild ideas, and, and you're so active and stuff, I dunno where you get the energy. Usually, you're the..."
At once, Dudley hesitated, biting his tongue.
"Say it."
"Crazy one."
At that, Harry attempted a straight punch for the shoulder, which Dudley countered by turning it aside, and then attempting a light jab of his own. An epic duel ensued, in which Harry at first held the advantage, only to find himself switching to defense as soon as Dudley realized that he could simply step outside of Harry's striking range - as Harry was unwilling to leave his shaded paradise for any reason whatsoever. And so, Dudley was triumphant in the end, as he started to retreat into the realm of sunlight and came back only when Harry's guard was lowered, or when he'd fixed his positioning to better land strikes around the tree.
After a couple of seconds, Harry fled into the sun as well, on the opposite side. He felt the harsh, withering glare of the sun at once, on his back, face, and hair, like being doused with a bucket of exceptionally acrimonious acid. "Alright, alright, I give. Let's go home."
Neither of them wanted to stay in this horrific sun for too long, and swiftly began their journey across the streets. Although Harry and Dudley were quick in their step and did their best to stick to what little patches of shadow they could find along the way, the walk remained almost intolerably torturous.
After crossing several streets, maybe halfway home, Dudley said, "Hey..."
"Hm?"
"You know I didn't mean that, like, in a bad way, right?" Dudley asked. "I didn't mean to say you're crazy like you're some cuckoo lunatic, Harry. You're crazy in, like, a fun way. Barmy and mischievous - dad said. Like, remember that one time we did that chalk and door thing to the math teacher? That was fun, aye?"
"He was an arse," Harry ruminated.
"Oi, don't swear," Dudley bumped his shoulder into Harry's own, chastising him, halfheartedly. "But yeah, he was."
They made a short pause there, in their conversation, as they passed by a small neighborhood store, with several people talking to each other outside - Dudley and Harry greeted them shortly while passing by, particularly Mrs. Figgs who stared at them with peculiar interest, as she often did.
"I mean... I know you have all these powers," Dudley said, half-whispering. "And, uh, that you can't talk about 'em, but like, mom said that your mom couldn't talk about her own either, and I can, y'know, read between the lines, and I know you're not supposed to-"
Harry laughed. "Come, are you scared that I'll leave you behind or something, Dud?"
Under normal circumstances, Dudley would've punched him in the shoulder or replied that he wasn't scared of anything, but for once, he surprised Harry when he simply looked forward and stared squarely.
"Oh, come now," Harry sighed, still amused, "We might be cousins, but we'll always be friends. I mean, we're basically brothers, aren't we? I dunno what Aunt Petunia and my mom had a falling out for, maybe they didn't like magic or something, but I don't want us to be like them, alright? Adults are dumb anyway. They like to talk down to us because they think we can't think, but that's not true. So they're stupid and that's that. And even if I go to some distant boarding school or whatever, or I have to go away for other reasons, I'll always come to visit, alright? And it's not like it'll happen tomorrow, uncle told me I've got to be patient."
A shoulder punch did come, then - but it was a tender thing. It somehow meant far more than a hug would've in that moment. Harry punched back in a similar manner.
How adorable.
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As a reminder, Harry Potter's hobbies involve the creation and resolution of mayhem - or, as you would say, 'mischievous' pranks - as well as watching TV shows of many stripes, together with his family. And, as you've seen, he gets along pretty great with Dudders. And he might be hearing a voice that isn't his own.
Now, let's delve more into Harry Potter's childhood, but only in broad strokes - we'd hate to spend our entire existence in the Muggle world, wouldn't we? His ninth birthday is approaching - a child must be eleven to be admitted into Hogwarts, so that's a bit over two whole years of living here ahead of you, as he'll enter Hogwarts in September 1991.
Make a selection of up to five notable events that befell young Harry in the time leading up to his tenth birthday in July 1990. One and a half years - or eighteen months - of various shenanigans!
[ ] A New Bike - As part of a family-wide fitness goal, Vernon picked up a set of bicycles. After a few rough starts, Harry and Dudley finally manage to get going, and exploring the neighborhood became a much more common occurrence from then on.
[ ] Hundred-Step Hopscotch - In a bout of creativity, Harry decided to use some chalk and extend that boring old hopscotch game to one hundred squares and draw in various obstacles along the way. This sparked attempts at seeing who could hop the sequence the very fastest - and quite a bit of competition.
[ ] Skweek! - At one point in the day, Aunt Petunia screamed. Harry and Dudley ran downstairs only to find her standing up on a stool, while a decently-sized rat scampered around on the kitchen floor while nibbling on a piece of cheese. And then, Harry spoke to it and made it go away - discovering he could talk to rodents and critters.
[ ] Enchanted Comic Book - Dudley received a particularly interesting comic book for his tenth birthday, which he allowed Harry to borrow. However, the comic book suddenly became problematic when the shock of a plot twist caused Harry to accidentally bring the supervillain to life... in the form of his figurine, that Dudley also had.
[ ] Angry Rottweiler - Harry and Dudley attempted to prank their neighbor by throwing toilet paper all over his house, but something must've gone wrong because out of nowhere came a terrifying dog that chased them away. Although it didn't bite either of them, Harry now has a few permanent claw marks on his ankle!
[ ] Dark Poltergeist - Upon one dreary and rainy night in late October, Harry woke up near midnight and went downstairs to have a glass of water for his parched throat. However, there, floating in the living room and staring blankly in the mirror, was a phantom in a black tattered cloak, with glowing red eyes. It disappeared upon seeing him.
[ ] Arthurian Mythos - At school, Harry, Dudley, and their friends learn about the Knights of the Round Table. As they're playing around in break time, their friend group decides to become the Knights of the Cardboard Table, with Dudley as King Arthur and Harry as his faithful wizard friend, Merlin.
[ ] Laundry Thieves - At some point, Harry gets falsely accused by Aunt Petunia of making the laundry disappear whenever she hangs it. A few days later, it turns out a bunch of the local boys was going around stealing people's laundry as a prank! Aunt Petunia apologized to Harry for her mistake and baked him a delicious apple pie.
[ ] Odd Visitor - In late August, a man with flowing blonde hair visits the family. He introduces himself simply as Lucas Maluuf, who recently moved into the neighborhood, and spends some time drinking tea with the family, sometimes watching what Harry is doing. After that, he leaves, and oddly, none of them ever see him again.
[ ] Magical Cold - One fateful night, Uncle Vernon invites a potential business partner to come over for dinner. However, Harry comes down with a nasty cold; whenever he coughs, something unexpected and magical happens. Harry and the Dursleys attempt to hide the magic to the best of their ability. In the morning, Harry receives a cure.
[ ] Write-in - Make note: It is heavily preferable to select one of the misadventures listed above, but you may propose some of your own, subject to QM veto. The number of write-in adventures should not exceed the number of the options above.
Although young Harry was a stern devotee - a paladin, some might be tempted to say - of weather on the balmy and sunny side, not finding himself a huge fan of the inclement downpours that were such a classic staple of the British Isles, March 25th happened to be unbearable.
Above, the freshly-risen sun, the colors of blazing orange and gold, was a crisp molten arbiter, its rays shining on the innocent grasses, streets, and fields of Little Whinging like harsh lances of stratified heat. A barely perceptible blur danced in the distant air, a buzz-fly smear of wavering translucent distortion produced by the heat, forcing Harry to frequently adjust his glasses, only to keep seeing it and realize it was not the fault of his impairment. His shoes were thin-soled trainers, and so, whenever he walked for even a couple of moments on concrete or pavement, he could feel the stinging bite of the heated tarmac underneath like a persistent and cruelly territorial snake nipping on his soles. As he was preparing to leave for work, Uncle Vernon had to vent his car for several minutes because the seats were so hot they made him sing when he sat down.
And maybe worst of all, in this environment, there was no wind to cool one down. As the sun gradually ascended towards its destined apex, the shadows once protecting Harry and his friends only grew thinner and shorter, and eventually, the whole group of children dispersed.
Except for Harry who made the mistake of staying behind on the playground. And now, he was here alone, the rusty squeaking metal chains of the swingset and the steel bars of the various playground toys heated to a degree where even momentary contact was dangerous.
March 25th happened to be, indeed, very unbearable.
As Harry was lying down in a tree's decreasing shade - a sure prophet of his doom - and on the border of utter delirium, he peered outside the playground, to the local streets of the suburb, and gave himself to a child's imagination.
Within his rich imagination, the cars lined up on the streets were melting into colorful glossy pools and flowing into the sewer. Their old neighbor, wearing a straw hat, mowing his grass, and wiping his forehead, briefly stopped to glance at the patio umbrella, that had developed sentience to ask him for lemonade.
This is unbearable, said a voice in his imagination, one that he'd imagined. Hey, Harry. Do me a favor and find a water hydrant. If you do nothing but focus magical energy in an object, nine times out of ten, it will explode. We could do that to a water hydrant, and then we could use the water to cool down.
"Ugh." Harry turned to lie on his belly, shoving his nose under his arms and whimpering briefly.
"Oi. You're still here?" Above him, Dudley smiled, standing akimbo, then frowned at his cousin's lack of a response. "You're right botched, ain't ya, Harry?"
"Makes you wish for autumn, this weather..." Harry mumbled into his sleeve.
"Mom told me to find you," Dudley said. "Are you coming?"
"It's too hot, I don't want to leave," Harry muttered.
A low growl of annoyance came from Dudley's throat as he lowered himself and tugged insistently on both of Harry's shoulders, attempting to pick him up by peeling him away from the ground like a sticker or wet towel. "Oi, come on! Get up!"
"Leave me be, Dud..." Harry moaned softly.
"Come ooon! Mom'll be cross wi' the both of us!"
After a brief struggle, Dudley finally realized that for all his strength, the hopes of peeling his cousin away from his shadowy haunt were dwindling, and his frown deepened momentarily. He let go all of a sudden, which caused Harry to smack back into the ground like a springboard. "Ow."
At last surrendering, Dudley chose to sit down next to his cousin, calmly observing the world around them.
"It's not like you," he said.
"Hm?"
"To be so mopey," Dudley clarified, and Harry glanced to see his frown was deeper than usual. A bit of a hypocrite, since his expression also looked mopey, like he couldn't fully accept that revelation. "I mean, you always come up with these wild ideas, and, and you're so active and stuff, I dunno where you get the energy. Usually, you're the..."
At once, Dudley hesitated, biting his tongue.
"Say it."
"Crazy one."
At that, Harry attempted a straight punch for the shoulder, which Dudley countered by turning it aside, and then attempting a light jab of his own. An epic duel ensued, in which Harry at first held the advantage, only to find himself switching to defense as soon as Dudley realized that he could simply step outside of Harry's striking range - as Harry was unwilling to leave his shaded paradise for any reason whatsoever. And so, Dudley was triumphant in the end, as he started to retreat into the realm of sunlight and came back only when Harry's guard was lowered, or when he'd fixed his positioning to better land strikes around the tree.
After a couple of seconds, Harry fled into the sun as well, on the opposite side. He felt the harsh, withering glare of the sun at once, on his back, face, and hair, like being doused with a bucket of exceptionally acrimonious acid. "Alright, alright, I give. Let's go home."
Neither of them wanted to stay in this horrific sun for too long, and swiftly began their journey across the streets. Although Harry and Dudley were quick in their step and did their best to stick to what little patches of shadow they could find along the way, the walk remained almost intolerably torturous.
After crossing several streets, maybe halfway home, Dudley said, "Hey..."
"Hm?"
"You know I didn't mean that, like, in a bad way, right?" Dudley asked. "I didn't mean to say you're crazy like you're some cuckoo lunatic, Harry. You're crazy in, like, a fun way. Barmy and mischievous - dad said. Like, remember that one time we did that chalk and door thing to the math teacher? That was fun, aye?"
"He was an arse," Harry ruminated.
"Oi, don't swear," Dudley bumped his shoulder into Harry's own, chastising him, halfheartedly. "But yeah, he was."
They made a short pause there, in their conversation, as they passed by a small neighborhood store, with several people talking to each other outside - Dudley and Harry greeted them shortly while passing by, particularly Mrs. Figgs who stared at them with peculiar interest, as she often did.
"I mean... I know you have all these powers," Dudley said, half-whispering. "And, uh, that you can't talk about 'em, but like, mom said that your mom couldn't talk about her own either, and I can, y'know, read between the lines, and I know you're not supposed to-"
Harry laughed. "Come, are you scared that I'll leave you behind or something, Dud?"
Under normal circumstances, Dudley would've punched him in the shoulder or replied that he wasn't scared of anything, but for once, he surprised Harry when he simply looked forward and stared squarely.
"Oh, come now," Harry sighed, still amused, "We might be cousins, but we'll always be friends. I mean, we're basically brothers, aren't we? I dunno what Aunt Petunia and my mom had a falling out for, maybe they didn't like magic or something, but I don't want us to be like them, alright? Adults are dumb anyway. They like to talk down to us because they think we can't think, but that's not true. So they're stupid and that's that. And even if I go to some distant boarding school or whatever, or I have to go away for other reasons, I'll always come to visit, alright? And it's not like it'll happen tomorrow, uncle told me I've got to be patient."
A shoulder punch did come, then - but it was a tender thing. It somehow meant far more than a hug would've in that moment. Harry punched back in a similar manner.
How adorable.
--
As a reminder, Harry Potter's hobbies involve the creation and resolution of mayhem - or, as you would say, 'mischievous' pranks - as well as watching TV shows of many stripes, together with his family. And, as you've seen, he gets along pretty great with Dudders. And he might be hearing a voice that isn't his own.
Now, let's delve more into Harry Potter's childhood, but only in broad strokes - we'd hate to spend our entire existence in the Muggle world, wouldn't we? His ninth birthday is approaching - a child must be eleven to be admitted into Hogwarts, so that's a bit over two whole years of living here ahead of you, as he'll enter Hogwarts in September 1991.
Make a selection of up to five notable events that befell young Harry in the time leading up to his tenth birthday in July 1990. One and a half years - or eighteen months - of various shenanigans!
[ ] A New Bike - As part of a family-wide fitness goal, Vernon picked up a set of bicycles. After a few rough starts, Harry and Dudley finally manage to get going, and exploring the neighborhood became a much more common occurrence from then on.
[ ] Hundred-Step Hopscotch - In a bout of creativity, Harry decided to use some chalk and extend that boring old hopscotch game to one hundred squares and draw in various obstacles along the way. This sparked attempts at seeing who could hop the sequence the very fastest - and quite a bit of competition.
[ ] Skweek! - At one point in the day, Aunt Petunia screamed. Harry and Dudley ran downstairs only to find her standing up on a stool, while a decently-sized rat scampered around on the kitchen floor while nibbling on a piece of cheese. And then, Harry spoke to it and made it go away - discovering he could talk to rodents and critters.
[ ] Enchanted Comic Book - Dudley received a particularly interesting comic book for his tenth birthday, which he allowed Harry to borrow. However, the comic book suddenly became problematic when the shock of a plot twist caused Harry to accidentally bring the supervillain to life... in the form of his figurine, that Dudley also had.
[ ] Angry Rottweiler - Harry and Dudley attempted to prank their neighbor by throwing toilet paper all over his house, but something must've gone wrong because out of nowhere came a terrifying dog that chased them away. Although it didn't bite either of them, Harry now has a few permanent claw marks on his ankle!
[ ] Dark Poltergeist - Upon one dreary and rainy night in late October, Harry woke up near midnight and went downstairs to have a glass of water for his parched throat. However, there, floating in the living room and staring blankly in the mirror, was a phantom in a black tattered cloak, with glowing red eyes. It disappeared upon seeing him.
[ ] Arthurian Mythos - At school, Harry, Dudley, and their friends learn about the Knights of the Round Table. As they're playing around in break time, their friend group decides to become the Knights of the Cardboard Table, with Dudley as King Arthur and Harry as his faithful wizard friend, Merlin.
[ ] Laundry Thieves - At some point, Harry gets falsely accused by Aunt Petunia of making the laundry disappear whenever she hangs it. A few days later, it turns out a bunch of the local boys was going around stealing people's laundry as a prank! Aunt Petunia apologized to Harry for her mistake and baked him a delicious apple pie.
[ ] Odd Visitor - In late August, a man with flowing blonde hair visits the family. He introduces himself simply as Lucas Maluuf, who recently moved into the neighborhood, and spends some time drinking tea with the family, sometimes watching what Harry is doing. After that, he leaves, and oddly, none of them ever see him again.
[ ] Magical Cold - One fateful night, Uncle Vernon invites a potential business partner to come over for dinner. However, Harry comes down with a nasty cold; whenever he coughs, something unexpected and magical happens. Harry and the Dursleys attempt to hide the magic to the best of their ability. In the morning, Harry receives a cure.
[ ] Write-in - Make note: It is heavily preferable to select one of the misadventures listed above, but you may propose some of your own, subject to QM veto. The number of write-in adventures should not exceed the number of the options above.
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- Location
- USA
[X] Plan Magic and Danger
-[X] Arthurian Mythos - At school, Harry, Dudley, and their friends learn about the Knights of the Round Table. As they're playing around in break time, their friend group decides to become the Knights of the Cardboard Table, with Dudley as King Arthur and Harry as his faithful wizard friend, Merlin.
-[X] Odd Visitor - In late August, a man with flowing blonde hair visits the family. He introduces himself simply as Lucas Maluuf, who recently moved into the neighborhood, and spends some time drinking tea with the family, sometimes watching what Harry is doing. After that, he leaves, and oddly, none of them ever see him again.
-[X] Magical Cold - One fateful night, Uncle Vernon invites a potential business partner to come over for dinner. However, Harry comes down with a nasty cold; whenever he coughs, something unexpected and magical happens. Harry and the Dursleys attempt to hide the magic to the best of their ability. In the morning, Harry receives a cure.
-[X] Dark Poltergeist - Upon one dreary and rainy night in late October, Harry woke up late at night and went downstairs to have a glass of water for his parched throat. However, there, floating in the living room and staring blankly in the mirror, was a phantom in a black tattered cloak, with glowing red eyes. It disappeared upon seeing him.
-[X] Skweek! - At one point in the day, Aunt Petunia screamed. Harry and Dudley ran downstairs only to find her standing up on a stool, while a decently-sized rat scampered around on the kitchen floor while nibbling on a piece of cheese. And then, Harry spoke to it and made it go away - discovering he could talk to rodents and critters.
-[X] Arthurian Mythos - At school, Harry, Dudley, and their friends learn about the Knights of the Round Table. As they're playing around in break time, their friend group decides to become the Knights of the Cardboard Table, with Dudley as King Arthur and Harry as his faithful wizard friend, Merlin.
-[X] Odd Visitor - In late August, a man with flowing blonde hair visits the family. He introduces himself simply as Lucas Maluuf, who recently moved into the neighborhood, and spends some time drinking tea with the family, sometimes watching what Harry is doing. After that, he leaves, and oddly, none of them ever see him again.
-[X] Magical Cold - One fateful night, Uncle Vernon invites a potential business partner to come over for dinner. However, Harry comes down with a nasty cold; whenever he coughs, something unexpected and magical happens. Harry and the Dursleys attempt to hide the magic to the best of their ability. In the morning, Harry receives a cure.
-[X] Dark Poltergeist - Upon one dreary and rainy night in late October, Harry woke up late at night and went downstairs to have a glass of water for his parched throat. However, there, floating in the living room and staring blankly in the mirror, was a phantom in a black tattered cloak, with glowing red eyes. It disappeared upon seeing him.
-[X] Skweek! - At one point in the day, Aunt Petunia screamed. Harry and Dudley ran downstairs only to find her standing up on a stool, while a decently-sized rat scampered around on the kitchen floor while nibbling on a piece of cheese. And then, Harry spoke to it and made it go away - discovering he could talk to rodents and critters.
Sirius? He wouldn't claw at Harry, though? 🤔
Peter doing some spying? 🤔
Dementor? Flash from the scar? 🤔
Birdsie
Sharp Talons Cleave The Worthy
- Location
- Poland
Are you sure that Sirius is a Rottweiler?
Not at all! But it's an AU, so who knows?
Corvus Black
The Inestimable
- Location
- England
[X] Plan Magic and Danger
CedeTheBees
Probably high right now
- Location
- Somewhere
- Pronouns
- They/Them
[X] Plan Magic and Danger
Rodent talk (Critter-chatter?) will be interesting when we meet Wormtail.
[X] Plan Of Spells and Swords
Rodent talk (Critter-chatter?) will be interesting when we meet Wormtail.
[X] Plan Of Spells and Swords
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[X] Plan Magic and Danger
I doubt that the rich AU Weasleys still have a rat as pet. It might actually lock us out of other animal languages, or give us more rodent like qualities - there might be a connection between sharing traits with an animal and being able to talk to them and it would make sense that understanding and being understood by animals gets easier when you have the same mindset. Especially when we are the first generation of wizard to have this ability instead of inheriting it. And we know which wizard had this as his Animagus form, so they might have some connection to cowardice and disloyalty in this world. On the other hand, rodents would be really useful if they are open to cooperation.
[X]Plan Magical Childhood
[X] Hundred-Step Hopscotch - In a bout of creativity, Harry decided to use some chalk and extend that boring old hopscotch game to one hundred squares and draw in various obstacles along the way. This sparked attempts at seeing who could hop the sequence the very fastest - and quite a bit of competition.
-[X] Enchanted Comic Book - Dudley received a particularly interesting comic book for his tenth birthday, which he allowed Harry to borrow. However, the comic book suddenly became problematic when the shock of a plot twist caused Harry to accidentally bring the supervillain to life... in the form of his figurine, that Dudley also had.
-[X] Dark Poltergeist - Upon one dreary and rainy night in late October, Harry woke up near midnight and went downstairs to have a glass of water for his parched throat. However, there, floating in the living room and staring blankly in the mirror, was a phantom in a black tattered cloak, with glowing red eyes. It disappeared upon seeing him.
-[X] Arthurian Mythos - At school, Harry, Dudley, and their friends learn about the Knights of the Round Table. As they're playing around in break time, their friend group decides to become the Knights of the Cardboard Table, with Dudley as King Arthur and Harry as his faithful wizard friend, Merlin.
-[X] Magical Cold - One fateful night, Uncle Vernon invites a potential business partner to come over for dinner. However, Harry comes down with a nasty cold; whenever he coughs, something unexpected and magical happens. Harry and the Dursleys attempt to hide the magic to the best of their ability. In the morning, Harry receives a cure.
All the magic events minus rodent speak plus roleplaying Merlin and a fun game.
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[x] Plan Knights Errant
-[x] A New Bike - As part of a family-wide fitness goal, Vernon picked up a set of bicycles. After a few rough starts, Harry and Dudley finally manage to get going, and exploring the neighborhood became a much more common occurrence from then on.
-[x] Angry Rottweiler - Harry and Dudley attempted to prank their neighbor by throwing toilet paper all over his house, but something must've gone wrong because out of nowhere came a terrifying dog that chased them away. Although it didn't bite either of them, Harry now has a few permanent claw marks on his ankle!
-[x] Arthurian Mythos - At school, Harry, Dudley, and their friends learn about the Knights of the Round Table. As they're playing around in break time, their friend group decides to become the Knights of the Cardboard Table, with Dudley as King Arthur and Harry as his faithful wizard friend, Merlin.
-[x] Dark Poltergeist
-[x] Laundry Thieves - At some point, Harry gets falsely accused by Aunt Petunia of making the laundry disappear whenever she hangs it. A few days later, it turns out a bunch of the local boys was going around stealing people's laundry as a prank! Aunt Petunia apologized to Harry for her mistake and baked him a delicious apple pie.
-[x] A New Bike - As part of a family-wide fitness goal, Vernon picked up a set of bicycles. After a few rough starts, Harry and Dudley finally manage to get going, and exploring the neighborhood became a much more common occurrence from then on.
-[x] Angry Rottweiler - Harry and Dudley attempted to prank their neighbor by throwing toilet paper all over his house, but something must've gone wrong because out of nowhere came a terrifying dog that chased them away. Although it didn't bite either of them, Harry now has a few permanent claw marks on his ankle!
-[x] Arthurian Mythos - At school, Harry, Dudley, and their friends learn about the Knights of the Round Table. As they're playing around in break time, their friend group decides to become the Knights of the Cardboard Table, with Dudley as King Arthur and Harry as his faithful wizard friend, Merlin.
-[x] Dark Poltergeist
-[x] Laundry Thieves - At some point, Harry gets falsely accused by Aunt Petunia of making the laundry disappear whenever she hangs it. A few days later, it turns out a bunch of the local boys was going around stealing people's laundry as a prank! Aunt Petunia apologized to Harry for her mistake and baked him a delicious apple pie.
- Location
- Iran, Tehran
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[X] Plan Magic and Danger
- Location
- Where Jokes Die
[X] Plan Of Spells and Swords
-[X] A New Bike
-[X] Hundred-Step Hopscotch
-[X] Skweek!
-[X] Arthurian Mythos
-[X] Dark Poltergeist
A blend of physique, adventure, and the arcane. Mobility and general fitness will do us well in a fight, and speaking to animals opens up really solid options for scouting/general utility. Knightly chivalry - even as a court mage - and a terrifying monster to round it all off. Plus, they just pair well.
Despite the plan name I don't actually expect us to ever seriously pick up swordfighting. It just sounded nice.
-[X] A New Bike
-[X] Hundred-Step Hopscotch
-[X] Skweek!
-[X] Arthurian Mythos
-[X] Dark Poltergeist
A blend of physique, adventure, and the arcane. Mobility and general fitness will do us well in a fight, and speaking to animals opens up really solid options for scouting/general utility. Knightly chivalry - even as a court mage - and a terrifying monster to round it all off. Plus, they just pair well.
Despite the plan name I don't actually expect us to ever seriously pick up swordfighting. It just sounded nice.