"It would be best, I think, to go slowly in such changes. Yes, it's prejudiced and backwards. It's also deeply rooted in their society, with many influential figures supporting it. We absolutely should try and change things, but starting small. No grand sweeping campaigns for equality right away, but instead with individuals. And then we can step things up a bit. We don't want to be immediately decried as trying to ruin the traditions they have or anything, as that would be counterproductive."
Hermione sighs after you say this and comments, "It's going to be time consuming and hard, isn't it?"
"Many worthwhile things are."
+30 relationship with Hermione
[Hermione Trait gained! Hidden]
Unable to think of anything to say or do about the situation right now you simply accept the quest. Something to work on long-term.
You buy some books in the bookstore and when you return home you are
DEVO-er... Absorb the knowledge. Tasty, tasty bo-Knowledge.
Abilities Gained:
[Stealth lvl 20/100, D&D + Ninjutsu]
-Sneak attack, deal extra damage when attacking an unaware or distracted opponent.
[Thievery lvl 1/100]
-Pickpocket
-Open Lock
-Disarm Trap(Mechanical)
[Karate lvl 1/100]
[Woodlore lvl 10/100]
[Faith lvl 1/100]
-Smite Evil
-Divine Prayer
--Available prayers: Healing, protection, blessing
[Music lvl 1/100]
-Select insturment of choice
-Singing
New Spells:
-Magic Missile(defense)
-Protection from Evil(defense)
-Identify(Charms)
-Find Familiar(Conjuration)
-Sanctuary(Defense)
-Comprehend Languages(Charms)
-Entagle(Transfiguration)
-Pick two others from any first level AD&D spell list(
List)
Class Quests Unlocked:
Complete class quests to gain more abilities or spells from that class.
Thief-Steal 10 items, pick 10 locks, or any combination of the two
Mage-Gain 5 levels in a magic type using any D&D mage spell, or defeat 1 enemy using only D&D spells
Cleric-Gain 10 levels in Faith
Paladin-Smite 5 undead to death
Bard-Entertain a group of 10 with your music
Druid-Gain 10 levels in woodlore.
You tell Madam Bones... Everything. You tell her about the chores, about how Hedwig was your first birthday gift and you still haven't gotten a Christmas present that you can recall. You tell her about the cupboard and Dudley's 'Harry Hunting' and being called freak. About how when they went on a trip you got left with someone, usually Mrs. Figg. A name that gets a reaction from her. And you tell her about how, until your birthday, if someone mentioned magic it would have just been something out of a storybook for you. You're not sure if you could have done it without your [Gamer's Mind]. Even with that to help add some detachment it was difficult, almost impossible to get through, but once you start you just
can't stop.
And as you speak Madam Bones' face grows more and more stern, something you didn't think was possible, and halfway through she does something with her wand that causes your ears to pop. When you seem to have finished she walks over to her door, opens it, causing your ears to pop again, and says, "Fetch me Scrimgour and Shacklebolt."
Returning to her desk she sits down and asks, "That was quite a bit of talking there. Would you care for something to drink?"
Nodding your head you accept a cup,transfigured from a quill, that she fills with water from a spell.
Not even five minutes have passed, in silence, before knocking is heard at the door. Standing there is a man, who looks vaguely like a lion, with gold, wire-framed glasses, and a tall, broad-shouldered black man.
"Good. I need you two to-" Whatever she was going to finish that sentence with is interrupted by an old man, in... Colorful robes and with a ridiculously long beard stepping in behind the two men. "Dumbledore. Just who I was about to... Request."
Curious, you glance at the words above his head.
[Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts, lvl ??]
Not very informative. Nothing you didn't already know.
"Amelia, I-Harry? What are you doing here?"
Amelia smiles, the first you've seen and you're glad it's not directed at you. It's rather... Predatory.
"Harry here was just telling me about his home-life. Where he was never given any gifts, slept in a cupboard under the stairs, was only given his cousin's hand-me-downs to wear, and suffered physically at the hands of said cousin. Among other things. And was occasionally watched by one Mrs. Figg. A Mrs. Arabella Figg, perhaps?"
The old man's, Dumbledore's, countenance changes at the mention of your cupboard. It's hard to pin down, but then you realize. His eyes had a bit of spark before, a twinkle to them, that has gone missing. After a few minutes he speaks.
"I do not wish to cast aspirations on his character, but are you certain Harry here wasn't... Exaggerating, at all? Children do tend to do so."
"Quite certain, Dumbledore. As soon as he sat in that chair, I would have known if he lied. The crystal over his right shoulder would have lit up."
"I see," replies Dumbledore, his posture slumping as he looks a bit older suddenly. "But still, he needs-"
(Luck roll, over 100. Minster of Magic arrives)
It seems it is his turn to be cut off, as the fireplace flares to life, the green flames signaling the floo aspect of it, you recall. A disembodied head appears, floating in the flames, and seems to be wearing a bowler-cap. A sight that has both Madam Bones and Dumbledore closing there eyes and letting out a soft sigh.
"Amelia, I-My word, Dumbledore? And is that... Harry Potter? Hold on, I'm coming through."
A few minutes later the man carries through on his promise. He turns out to be a portly little man with rumpled grey hair, though largely covered by a lime green bowler cap. And he immediately moves toward you and starts shaking your hand. If it weren't for your [Gamer's Body] you're sure it'd be numb by the time he finished.
"Harry, can I call you Harry, it is an honor to meet you. An honor. I'm Cornelius Fudge, the Minister for Magic. What brings you to the DMLE? A bit young to be causing this sort of trouble, no? But then, from what I've heard about your father..."
At this point Amelia coughs softly to get attention and informs the man, the Minister apparently, "Mr. Potter was here to tell me about his... Unsatisfactory home conditions. He isn't beaten, by all accounts, but neglect and emotional abuse are certainly there."
This causes the eyes of not just the Minister, but the two younger men, in relation to Dumbledore, in the room to go wide, and Dumbledore to wince, though it's quickly covered up. After a few minutes the Minister turns to Dumbledore and exclaims, "You said he was safe!"
"And he was, there are protections to keep him safe from dark wizards and creatures," replies the old man, calmly.
"But they do nothing against his relatives! He should be placed with another family, one who won't abuse him in any way. I know I would be willing to do it." This comes from Madam Bones, and has Dumbledore going slightly pale.
"No, you can't! The protections... He needs to be safe! Surely his family can be spoken to, reasoned with. You agree with me, don't you Cornelius?"
With that both of them turn their eyes to the Minister for Magic, who seems to wilt at being caught under the gaze of two powerful figures.
"Ah... Well... I think... I think..." The portly man stammers, eyes looking around before they lock onto you and he brightens. "I think Harry should decide! It affects him the most, after all!"
Though they're still discussing if letting an eleven year old decide such a thing is wise, you would like to...
[ ] Stay with the Dursleys, but with the MoM watching them for incidents.
[ ] Move in with...
-[ ] Madam Bones
-[ ] The Longbottoms
-[ ] Maybe Hermione?
-[ ] Hagrid! He's awesome!
-[ ] Dumbledore
[ ] "What... What would emancipation take?" 10 int required(And you have it after point distribution)
[ ] Write-in
I actually caught that a minute before you replied... I was going to go back and edit, but... you just responded. (damn I type slow)
