- Location
- United States
+40 points some of these are things I considered having Harry make too! Another +10 for reminding me that Harry has a godson. I completely forgot.
The Next Great Adventure (A Post-Hogwarts HP Quest)
- Thread starter Emperor Toast
- Start date
+40 points some of these are things I considered having Harry make too! Another +10 for reminding me that Harry has a godson. I completely forgot.
- Location
- United States
got another one
(Creature)-Slaying (Weapon)
-This weapon is designed and enchanted to specifically defeat a specific creature. Beyond the bane enchantment itself that gives the weapon additional damage against the creature, the weapon itself is designed to exploit the weaknesses of the creature and mitigate their strengths.
-Probably uncommon. maybe rare for specific, more powerful creatures like dragons
-Favorite Example - Dragon-Slaying Sword.
- Location
- Too Deep in the Midnight Sea
That's more a kind of enchantment than an actual artifact we could/will make, IMO.
Maybe Andromeda Tonks help to rise Teddy junior in Grimmauld Place thought.
- Location
- USA
Can we curse it to always try poking anyone in the eye when they try to drink from the bowl? We could sell it as a prank item.
- Location
- Too Deep in the Midnight Sea
And the soup it conjures is so supernaturally delicious and smells so good, people try to drink it even if they know it's cursed.
- Location
- Asia
How about handcuffs that leech magic from a person? Not enough to kill but enough to keep them subdued.
- Location
- United States
I gotta figure out what I'm doing with this because I totally forgot Ted Tonks got murdered and Teddy Lupin is Harry's godson. I never really had them interact and that seems unlikely. Harry's expenses will also go up in caring for them.
I wasn't expecting to explore kinks so soon
- Location
- A trench being shelled.
Some ideas I had.
Ear Ring of Cold Fury - Makes the wearer more in control of them self the more fury, rage, hate and anger they feel.
Wrist watch of feelings - Makes everyone around the wearer feel what they feel, emotionally.
The Gloves Of Fist - Multiplies the number of punches, as well as their force, the user can throw.
Ear Ring of Cold Fury - Makes the wearer more in control of them self the more fury, rage, hate and anger they feel.
Wrist watch of feelings - Makes everyone around the wearer feel what they feel, emotionally.
The Gloves Of Fist - Multiplies the number of punches, as well as their force, the user can throw.
- Location
- United States
- Location
- United States
The gloves make me think of fist of the North star style Harry. +15 xp
Look if you need money I'm sure there's a really viable magical sex toy market. Potter's Magic Wand : you can have a bit of me in you!
- Location
- United States
Ok I'm formally closing the vote here.
We will be looking to purchase an office in Hogsmeade and place an ad in the Quibbler. The name of our nascent wizard for hire service is Potter's Pursuit for Problems, Magical and Mundane.
I think I skipped bonus xp for discussion and stuff since two threadmarks ago so there's 10XP for discussion pages and another 9 XP for votes and a whole chunk from items that have all been added into the main pool.
We will be looking to purchase an office in Hogsmeade and place an ad in the Quibbler. The name of our nascent wizard for hire service is Potter's Pursuit for Problems, Magical and Mundane.
I think I skipped bonus xp for discussion and stuff since two threadmarks ago so there's 10XP for discussion pages and another 9 XP for votes and a whole chunk from items that have all been added into the main pool.
- Location
- I think somewhere. I might be nowhere though
That honestly sounds too long. It just doesn't click.
- Location
- United States
I kind of like Potter's at your service because its acronym is PAYS. We are PPPMM Puella Potter Puellica Magi Magica. You're a magical girl Harry.
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- Location
- I think somewhere. I might be nowhere though
Much better, the rest of it was just being overly specific for a name. If you make a business name, you want it quick, clever, and easy-to-remember. Just like that phrase I just made.
- Location
- Asia
Eh, go with the one you like best. I don't think anyone would mind. Personally I liked the ones you suggested, except for "That Which Must Not Be Named", which is a bit too dark.
- Location
- United States
A vote is a vote, I left it open ended so we will be PPPMM until we choose to rebrand.
- Location
- Asia
How much shit would we have been in if we had chosen "Hallowed Proffesionals" ?
- Location
- United States
It probably wouldn't be an immediate thing, but it wouldn't be impossible for someone to make the connection and if one person can so can another. If you ever want to find out what it's like to be hunted by swarms of really powerful wizards and witches who want to steal your stuff then by all means, but I don't think you're ready. It also sort of defeats the idea of hiding the Elder Wand so that its owner can pass in peace and close out the cycle of bloodshed that has surrounded its existence.
- Location
- Asia
Office Space
- Location
- United States
Office Space
Harry sighed with satisfaction as he guzzled down the entire bottle of butterbeer. Despite the sweetness of the drink, he found that he stilled enjoyed it immensely. The kick of alcohol was negligible and it went down smoother than any traditional beers or ales he had consumed.
Presently Harry found himself tucked into a private booth in the corner of The Three Broomsticks. A few glamour charms, including hair color alteration and a hefty cloak had hidden enough of his appearance to allow him some semblance of peace and quiet as he had walked through Hogsmeade earlier visiting properties for sale, as he sought a venue for his new business.
After he had taken in Teddy and Andromeda he found that he was starting to burn through his cash reserves. The galleons he received after his monthly income came in and his lawyers fees were taken out, were inadequate to support the three of them, especially with a growing child in their midst. The fact they didn't need to rent a home and Kreacher took care of most of the housework was the only saving grace.
His search through the only all magical village in all of Britain had certainly proved fruitful with three properties he was rather enamored with.
[ ] The first property was on High Street in Hogsmeade about five doors down from the Three Broomsticks. A three story building with a large basement it was perfect for Harry's needs. He could use the basement for anything he needed to keep quiet like his artificing, make the first floor the area to receive guests and place his secretary, turn the second into a personal study and library combo and have living space on the top floor. The asking price however is a bit outside of what he expected at 21,000 galleons. He'd also need to spend time and money on upgrading defenses though it was already connected to the floo network so that was useful.
[ ] The second property was on a side street in Hogsmeade that was called Cottage Alley likely because of the cluster of residential housing that had settled upon it. A two story affair with a small cellar it would likely be most suitable as strictly office space. He could place a library or potion lab in the cellar, use the first floor for receiving guests and make the second floor into the formal office space. It also wasn't connected to the floo. Still it was pretty cheap at 15,000 galleons.
[ ] The last property was strictly a rental property and was the second floor of Scrivenshaft's Quill Shop. A staircase tucked into the side of the building would lead right up to the door. Floo access would primarily be from the Three Broomsticks nearby. Basically only enough room even with space expansion charms to house his office. It costs 60 galleons per month to rent.
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A few days later, Harry found himself ducking into a restaurant on the western end of a mostly deserted Diagon Alley. The weather had been miserable for the past week with torrential rain and perennial fog. Combined with a lingering chill that seemed to spillover from May, people were staying inside and away from the shopping district. Harry wished he had done the same, but he had a lunch appointment with Luna and he was hardly going to leave one of his most loyal friends hanging.
The Skylark, if Luna was to be believed, was opened by a former goblin banker and his half Veela wife about a week after the Battle of Hogwarts had ended and Voldemort was vanquished. The couple had apparently embarked on an epicurean whirlwind tour the world after their retirement a few years back, sampling cuisine both magical and mundane (how a goblin pulled off the latter was a complete mystery to Harry) before returning to Wizarding Britain to open their own restaurant.
The goblin was ostensibly the principal investor and the head chef while his wife functioned as maitre'd and manager rolled into one. The combination worked and was a massive hit in the wizarding community. Many blood purists snubbed the restaurant due to its administration by a pair of "half-breeds" but nobody else had ever walked away from the restaurant without lauding its cuisine. The reservation list had rapidly grown and the establishment was fully booked for nearly half a year out. When Luna had mentioned this during their fire call, Harry had inquired how they could possibly get in, only to cause his friend to roll her eyes. No establishment in the entire country would turn down a table request from THE Harry Potter, especially not one that could never have opened under Voldemort's rule. He had been mildly skeptical, only for Luna to send a patronus message to convey the equivalent of "I told you so" the following day. So here he was in a cozy little alcove staring at one of the most preternaturally beautiful women he had ever met.
Harry blinked and shook his head slightly, shrugging off the casual effects of passive Veela allure.
"Mr. Potter! An absolute pleasure," the woman reached out and shook his hand, a beaming smile on her face and a trace of a Russian accent on her tongue. "I am Svetlana Naryshkina, one of the proprietors of The Skylark." Harry scratched the back of his head sheepishly, a bit embarrassed by her enthusiasm.
"Thank you for letting me have a table. I know our request for a reservation was a bit short notice and you had to accommodate us," Svetlana frowned in an exaggerated manner, somehow looking both coy and serious at the same time.
"Oh no Mr. Potter. Absolutely none of that. It is I who should be thanking you," she drew out the last word in such a way Harry was sure would turn a lesser man into a puddle of goo. "After all an establishment such as ours could never have existed without you."
Harry smiled softly though not without a trace of melancholy. It was a somber reminder of all that had happened in these past few months. So much death and suffering. So many lost. Svetlana picked up on his mood instantly and smiled deprecatingly as she reached out and touched his arm gently.
"I am very sorry Mr. Potter. You of all people did not need that reminder," he waved her off, knowing she had meant well. "Let me lead you to your table before I put my foot in my mouth again."
Svetlana lead him through the restaurant and in a roundabout manner that he was certain wasn't the normal way for guests to reach their table. With a start he realized she was attempting to preserve his privacy as much as possible and for that he was grateful. Eventually going through a set of double doors, Harry found himself in the midst of a small garden with a picnic table in the middle.
"Your table Mr. Potter," Svetlana inclined herself in a short bow and left him to admire the enchantments and scenery before his arms were filled with Luna. Dressed in a bright yellow sundress with carrots prints and a necklace of what looked like bottle caps, she was every bit the vibrant, quirky girl he had remembered from his earlier Hogwarts years.
"Harry! It's so good to see you," Luna smiled brightly before leading him to the picnic table. He inquired after her father as drinks appeared on their table. "It's the chef's choice for us today Harry. Kraznak and Svetlana insisted on treating us to the highlights of their menu, drinks included."
"I'm still amazed at the concept of a goblin chef married to a half-Veela. It just seems so out of character for them," Luna frowned slightly.
"You of all people know not to judge someone merely by what you think they should be," Harry raised his hands in mock surrender.
"I don't mean to say I disapprove. It just seems like a fairy tale," Harry took a sip of the pink fizzy drink in his hand and found it to be absolutely delicious. If the rest of the meal was on this level, he certainly understood why the restaurant received such stellar reviews.
"Life is strange and people find each other in the most unexpected places," Luna replied sagely, channeling her inner Dumbledore. Harry laughed at the sudden reminder of his late mentor.
"Thank you Luna. I really needed that," she had always been great at cheering him up.
"So tell me more about this new business of yours?" Harry launched into the basic rundown of Potter's Pursuit for Problems, Magical and Mundane. His desire to be free of the Ministry and people's expectations. To help whoever he wanted. As he thought more on it he realized he knew so little of the Magical World. His experiences were entirely based in Britain. He wondered what magic would be like in France? Italy? Germany? What about in China? In the United States? So many civilizations had come and gone, what remnants of them were left behind? He would finally have the freedom of choice.
Luna stayed quiet and attentive as he outlined his desires, even as he finished up and lapsed into silence. He watched her apprehensively wondering if she approved.
"The name's a bit of a mouthful no?" Harry blinked incredulously before bursting out into laughter. Luna of all people would understand. She chased whatever magical creatures real or imagined that she believed was out there and for her that was enough. The faith and expectations of others never factored in.
"Did you want to place an ad in the Quibbler ?" Harry flushed with embarrassment as Luna cut straight to the matter.
"I… er…" Luna rolled her eyes in exasperation.
"You could have just asked."
"I wanted to see how you were doing too…" Luna looked at him tenderly as she reached out and held his hand. Harry had always been surprised at how tactile Luna was but he supposed she sought comfort in knowing someone was physically there for her. He still remembered the paintings she had on the ceiling of her room.
"I'm OK Harry. Daddy is safe and back to editing the Quibbler," she muttered.
"I asked about you Luna," Harry tried to catch her eye, but she quickly turned away.
"Let's not do this now Harry. Please," there was a sorrowful tone in Luna's voice he had never heard before that made his heartache. But rather than push as Hermione had often done in the past, he left it alone and the two of them lapsed into silence.
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Harry sighed and settled into the chair, a cup of tea in his lap. He had felt guilty, unable and unsure how to get through to Luna. She was hurting and he thought she may have felt responsible for what happened to Hermione and Ginny. What if she had been faster, stronger, better? Could she have done more? Would Ginny still be alive?
He was no stranger himself to such thoughts particularly after Sirius had died in the Department of Mysteries. That niggling doubt and self recrimination was destructive, he knew this well. He wasn't however very good at getting out of that rut himself, though he wished he could have offered some words of comfort at least.
He rubbed his temples as he felt an oncoming headache. There was so much to do still even with his new office squared away. He needed to find a secretary. There was too much mail at the moment and once his ad was noticed he expected a flood of requests.
There was also the matter of finding the time and materials to forge a new artifact. He felt the pull on his soul, the impulse and inspiration that had guided his hand in the creation of the Ouroboros Ring.
Origin Artifacts are triggered by important events that indelibly mark Harry's soul. Choose one of the below as the impetus for this new artifact.
[ ] Ginny's death - Love and loss have always been intertwined for Harry but the death of Ginny marked him deeper. To be there and be unable to stop the inexorable touch of death was galling. He would forge something to defend and protect.
[ ] His triumph over Voldemort - Though he was aided by the Elder Wand's interference as it sought to return to the hand of his true master, Harry's triumph of arms is undeniable. He fought with skill and power, enough to stand against the greatest Dark Lord in a thousand years. This artifact will be a testament of his power, an awe inspiring artifact to smite his foes.
[ ] The end of the war - The Wizarding world has been embroiled with conflict on and off for the last few decades. With Voldemort's death, peace or some semblance of it has returned. Many wizards and witches have given their lives in exchange. This artifact commemorates all those who have supported the cause and brought about Voldemort's end.
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For the defeat of Voldemort and successful victory over his Death Eaters in the Battle of Hogwarts Harry has earned +2000 XP. Your total XP pool is 2269. In Plan Format please allocate these points to the available skills. Alchemy is locked, but any other option can be invested in. You can also pool your points to be used at a future point. Please consult the mechanics threadmark for choices and benefits of each level of a given skill. Your current skills list IS NOT a definitive list so it may be to your benefit to pool points further.
Harry sighed with satisfaction as he guzzled down the entire bottle of butterbeer. Despite the sweetness of the drink, he found that he stilled enjoyed it immensely. The kick of alcohol was negligible and it went down smoother than any traditional beers or ales he had consumed.
Presently Harry found himself tucked into a private booth in the corner of The Three Broomsticks. A few glamour charms, including hair color alteration and a hefty cloak had hidden enough of his appearance to allow him some semblance of peace and quiet as he had walked through Hogsmeade earlier visiting properties for sale, as he sought a venue for his new business.
After he had taken in Teddy and Andromeda he found that he was starting to burn through his cash reserves. The galleons he received after his monthly income came in and his lawyers fees were taken out, were inadequate to support the three of them, especially with a growing child in their midst. The fact they didn't need to rent a home and Kreacher took care of most of the housework was the only saving grace.
His search through the only all magical village in all of Britain had certainly proved fruitful with three properties he was rather enamored with.
[ ] The first property was on High Street in Hogsmeade about five doors down from the Three Broomsticks. A three story building with a large basement it was perfect for Harry's needs. He could use the basement for anything he needed to keep quiet like his artificing, make the first floor the area to receive guests and place his secretary, turn the second into a personal study and library combo and have living space on the top floor. The asking price however is a bit outside of what he expected at 21,000 galleons. He'd also need to spend time and money on upgrading defenses though it was already connected to the floo network so that was useful.
[ ] The second property was on a side street in Hogsmeade that was called Cottage Alley likely because of the cluster of residential housing that had settled upon it. A two story affair with a small cellar it would likely be most suitable as strictly office space. He could place a library or potion lab in the cellar, use the first floor for receiving guests and make the second floor into the formal office space. It also wasn't connected to the floo. Still it was pretty cheap at 15,000 galleons.
[ ] The last property was strictly a rental property and was the second floor of Scrivenshaft's Quill Shop. A staircase tucked into the side of the building would lead right up to the door. Floo access would primarily be from the Three Broomsticks nearby. Basically only enough room even with space expansion charms to house his office. It costs 60 galleons per month to rent.
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A few days later, Harry found himself ducking into a restaurant on the western end of a mostly deserted Diagon Alley. The weather had been miserable for the past week with torrential rain and perennial fog. Combined with a lingering chill that seemed to spillover from May, people were staying inside and away from the shopping district. Harry wished he had done the same, but he had a lunch appointment with Luna and he was hardly going to leave one of his most loyal friends hanging.
The Skylark, if Luna was to be believed, was opened by a former goblin banker and his half Veela wife about a week after the Battle of Hogwarts had ended and Voldemort was vanquished. The couple had apparently embarked on an epicurean whirlwind tour the world after their retirement a few years back, sampling cuisine both magical and mundane (how a goblin pulled off the latter was a complete mystery to Harry) before returning to Wizarding Britain to open their own restaurant.
The goblin was ostensibly the principal investor and the head chef while his wife functioned as maitre'd and manager rolled into one. The combination worked and was a massive hit in the wizarding community. Many blood purists snubbed the restaurant due to its administration by a pair of "half-breeds" but nobody else had ever walked away from the restaurant without lauding its cuisine. The reservation list had rapidly grown and the establishment was fully booked for nearly half a year out. When Luna had mentioned this during their fire call, Harry had inquired how they could possibly get in, only to cause his friend to roll her eyes. No establishment in the entire country would turn down a table request from THE Harry Potter, especially not one that could never have opened under Voldemort's rule. He had been mildly skeptical, only for Luna to send a patronus message to convey the equivalent of "I told you so" the following day. So here he was in a cozy little alcove staring at one of the most preternaturally beautiful women he had ever met.
Will Check: Difficulty 50 - 20 (Indomitable Trait): 8k8 = 54 + 10 (Indomitable Trait) = 64
Trait: Indomitable - If Harry Potter could be defined by a single trait, it would be his strength of will. To marshal on despite adversity and loss while risking life and limb, he has fought on to vanquish his fated foe. Harry can shrug off most mental compulsions and manipulations with a much lower will roll. This includes Veela allure, possession and Imperius curses. Gains a +10 on will checks of all sorts. Mental effects have their difficulty threshold lowered by 20 points.
Trait: Indomitable - If Harry Potter could be defined by a single trait, it would be his strength of will. To marshal on despite adversity and loss while risking life and limb, he has fought on to vanquish his fated foe. Harry can shrug off most mental compulsions and manipulations with a much lower will roll. This includes Veela allure, possession and Imperius curses. Gains a +10 on will checks of all sorts. Mental effects have their difficulty threshold lowered by 20 points.
Harry blinked and shook his head slightly, shrugging off the casual effects of passive Veela allure.
"Mr. Potter! An absolute pleasure," the woman reached out and shook his hand, a beaming smile on her face and a trace of a Russian accent on her tongue. "I am Svetlana Naryshkina, one of the proprietors of The Skylark." Harry scratched the back of his head sheepishly, a bit embarrassed by her enthusiasm.
"Thank you for letting me have a table. I know our request for a reservation was a bit short notice and you had to accommodate us," Svetlana frowned in an exaggerated manner, somehow looking both coy and serious at the same time.
"Oh no Mr. Potter. Absolutely none of that. It is I who should be thanking you," she drew out the last word in such a way Harry was sure would turn a lesser man into a puddle of goo. "After all an establishment such as ours could never have existed without you."
Harry smiled softly though not without a trace of melancholy. It was a somber reminder of all that had happened in these past few months. So much death and suffering. So many lost. Svetlana picked up on his mood instantly and smiled deprecatingly as she reached out and touched his arm gently.
"I am very sorry Mr. Potter. You of all people did not need that reminder," he waved her off, knowing she had meant well. "Let me lead you to your table before I put my foot in my mouth again."
Svetlana lead him through the restaurant and in a roundabout manner that he was certain wasn't the normal way for guests to reach their table. With a start he realized she was attempting to preserve his privacy as much as possible and for that he was grateful. Eventually going through a set of double doors, Harry found himself in the midst of a small garden with a picnic table in the middle.
"Your table Mr. Potter," Svetlana inclined herself in a short bow and left him to admire the enchantments and scenery before his arms were filled with Luna. Dressed in a bright yellow sundress with carrots prints and a necklace of what looked like bottle caps, she was every bit the vibrant, quirky girl he had remembered from his earlier Hogwarts years.
"Harry! It's so good to see you," Luna smiled brightly before leading him to the picnic table. He inquired after her father as drinks appeared on their table. "It's the chef's choice for us today Harry. Kraznak and Svetlana insisted on treating us to the highlights of their menu, drinks included."
"I'm still amazed at the concept of a goblin chef married to a half-Veela. It just seems so out of character for them," Luna frowned slightly.
"You of all people know not to judge someone merely by what you think they should be," Harry raised his hands in mock surrender.
"I don't mean to say I disapprove. It just seems like a fairy tale," Harry took a sip of the pink fizzy drink in his hand and found it to be absolutely delicious. If the rest of the meal was on this level, he certainly understood why the restaurant received such stellar reviews.
"Life is strange and people find each other in the most unexpected places," Luna replied sagely, channeling her inner Dumbledore. Harry laughed at the sudden reminder of his late mentor.
"Thank you Luna. I really needed that," she had always been great at cheering him up.
"So tell me more about this new business of yours?" Harry launched into the basic rundown of Potter's Pursuit for Problems, Magical and Mundane. His desire to be free of the Ministry and people's expectations. To help whoever he wanted. As he thought more on it he realized he knew so little of the Magical World. His experiences were entirely based in Britain. He wondered what magic would be like in France? Italy? Germany? What about in China? In the United States? So many civilizations had come and gone, what remnants of them were left behind? He would finally have the freedom of choice.
Luna stayed quiet and attentive as he outlined his desires, even as he finished up and lapsed into silence. He watched her apprehensively wondering if she approved.
"The name's a bit of a mouthful no?" Harry blinked incredulously before bursting out into laughter. Luna of all people would understand. She chased whatever magical creatures real or imagined that she believed was out there and for her that was enough. The faith and expectations of others never factored in.
"Did you want to place an ad in the Quibbler ?" Harry flushed with embarrassment as Luna cut straight to the matter.
"I… er…" Luna rolled her eyes in exasperation.
"You could have just asked."
"I wanted to see how you were doing too…" Luna looked at him tenderly as she reached out and held his hand. Harry had always been surprised at how tactile Luna was but he supposed she sought comfort in knowing someone was physically there for her. He still remembered the paintings she had on the ceiling of her room.
"I'm OK Harry. Daddy is safe and back to editing the Quibbler," she muttered.
"I asked about you Luna," Harry tried to catch her eye, but she quickly turned away.
"Let's not do this now Harry. Please," there was a sorrowful tone in Luna's voice he had never heard before that made his heartache. But rather than push as Hermione had often done in the past, he left it alone and the two of them lapsed into silence.
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Harry sighed and settled into the chair, a cup of tea in his lap. He had felt guilty, unable and unsure how to get through to Luna. She was hurting and he thought she may have felt responsible for what happened to Hermione and Ginny. What if she had been faster, stronger, better? Could she have done more? Would Ginny still be alive?
He was no stranger himself to such thoughts particularly after Sirius had died in the Department of Mysteries. That niggling doubt and self recrimination was destructive, he knew this well. He wasn't however very good at getting out of that rut himself, though he wished he could have offered some words of comfort at least.
He rubbed his temples as he felt an oncoming headache. There was so much to do still even with his new office squared away. He needed to find a secretary. There was too much mail at the moment and once his ad was noticed he expected a flood of requests.
There was also the matter of finding the time and materials to forge a new artifact. He felt the pull on his soul, the impulse and inspiration that had guided his hand in the creation of the Ouroboros Ring.
Origin Artifacts are triggered by important events that indelibly mark Harry's soul. Choose one of the below as the impetus for this new artifact.
[ ] Ginny's death - Love and loss have always been intertwined for Harry but the death of Ginny marked him deeper. To be there and be unable to stop the inexorable touch of death was galling. He would forge something to defend and protect.
[ ] His triumph over Voldemort - Though he was aided by the Elder Wand's interference as it sought to return to the hand of his true master, Harry's triumph of arms is undeniable. He fought with skill and power, enough to stand against the greatest Dark Lord in a thousand years. This artifact will be a testament of his power, an awe inspiring artifact to smite his foes.
[ ] The end of the war - The Wizarding world has been embroiled with conflict on and off for the last few decades. With Voldemort's death, peace or some semblance of it has returned. Many wizards and witches have given their lives in exchange. This artifact commemorates all those who have supported the cause and brought about Voldemort's end.
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For the defeat of Voldemort and successful victory over his Death Eaters in the Battle of Hogwarts Harry has earned +2000 XP. Your total XP pool is 2269. In Plan Format please allocate these points to the available skills. Alchemy is locked, but any other option can be invested in. You can also pool your points to be used at a future point. Please consult the mechanics threadmark for choices and benefits of each level of a given skill. Your current skills list IS NOT a definitive list so it may be to your benefit to pool points further.
