Harry Potter But AU??? - Chapter 146

HARRY’S POV

While they other champions used their last week before the task to prepare to face the dragons, now that they knew what the task is, Harry instead used it as another regular week.

With the Turbo dueling becoming a hit, magic overflowed in its container, as the games took much more energy, making Harry create another AI.

The addition of the broom, the speed field magic card and the needed magic to stabilize yourself if you get hurt made people spend much more energy on the game, and as a side affect, strengthen the happy feelings they have when they duel.

While the brooms are based on the Firebolt and the book about creating brooms, not including the little changes like color, there are only two main differences-

The first being the thing it is manufactured from.

While regular brooms are made from wood with their inside built like a wand, having both a core and runes on the inside by a special techniques, with the only differences are the kinds of cores – instead of highly magical beings it is beings that can fly strongly, and the runes instead of being for the sake of general magic – being specific for flight and comfort, the broom Harry and his friends created is made out of metal, with instead of having a core, it has the magical effects of the goblins, only, as usual, layered.

The second difference is its ability to connect with the duel disk, otherwise you can not play.

The biggest problem about that was that as he was the only one that could make both the brooms and the duel disks is that he was being swamped by requests.

Which is why, after three days of working constantly, Harry did the reasonable thing and bought an industrial folding iron machine and metal shaping machine with the money he made for the last couple of years, connected it to a new AI by the name of FACT- which is a short for factory he created from the energy and had it work on those things, something that took him three days, taking the last one before the first task to rest.

Which is why, while the other champions woke up that day nervous and excited, Harry woke up refreshed after a day of relaxation.

Finishing to make his sandwich for the second lunch for the day, he saw Professor Snape commenting toward him.

“Peverel, the champions have to come down onto the grounds now… . You have to get ready for your first task.”

Winking to Luna as she waved to him, he took his sandwich and walked outside.

While he was sure if it was any other teacher they would try to calm the student down, Professor Snape walked quietly next to him, half leading him toward the tent for the champions, half making sure he doesn’t escape.

As they reached to the tent Harry was just about to walk in when the Professor called out to him.

“Peverel!”

“Yes Professor?”

“Please don’t humiliate the school.”

“I make no promises.”

Walking in he saw the other three contestants already arrived.

The only constant that seemed like the nerves are killing him was Marcus, if only because the other two contestants had a few conversations with Harry about the task once they found out about it and Harry gave each a couple of ideas to try against the dragon, and if those didn’t work, they can always use the original ideas they each had.

“Harry! Good-o!” said Bagman happily, looking around at him. “Come in, come in, make yourself at home!”

The eagerness he showed was crappy, though Harry shouldn’t have been surprised,

After all, after a deal to split profit 50/50 with Ragnok, he knew that the goblins made sure Bagman would bet on him winning the tournament.

“Well, now we’re all here – time to fill you in!” said Bagman brightly. “When the audience has assembled, I’m going to be offering each of you this bag” – he held up a small sack of purple silk and shook it at them – “from which you will each select a small model of the thing you are about to face! There are different – er – varieties, you see.

And I have to tell you something else too.. . ah, yes… your task is to collect the golden egg!” Of course moon looked surprised, with the exception being Marcus, who looked surprised Harry wasn’t surprised.

“Ladies first,” Bagman said, offering it to Fleur.

She put a shaking hand inside the bag and drew out a tiny, perfect model of a dragon – a Welsh Green. It had the number two around its neck.

It was then Victor’s turn. He pulled out the scarlet Chinese Fireball. It had a number three around its neck.

putting his hand into the bag, Harry felt two little creatures, one with sharp objects and one without. Wrapping his half on the one without, Harry pulled out a blueish-gray Swedish Short-Snout, the number one tied around its neck.

Marcus then became pale as he reached inside the bag and pulled the Hungarian Horntail, with the number four hanged around his neck.

“Well, there you are!” said Bagman. “You have each pulled out the dragon you will face, and the numbers refer to the order in which you are to take on the dragons, do you see?

Now, I’m going to have to leave you in a moment, because I’m commentating.

But first. . . Harry, could I have a quick word? Outside?”

“Sure.”

Going outside with Bagman near some trees.

“Feeling all right, Harry? Anything I can get you?”

“Na, I’m good, thanks.”

“Got a plan?” said Bagman, lowering his voice conspiratorially. “Because I don’t mind sharing a few pointers, if you’d like them, you know. I mean,” Bagman continued, lowering his voice still further, “you’re the underdog here, Harry. . . . Anything I can do to help. . .”

“I got everything I need, but thanks.”

A whistle had blown somewhere.

“Good lord, we have got to run!” said Bagman in alarm, and as they both hurried off.

Coming into the tent, Harry headed straight out on the other side where he so the dragon lay.

Now, Harry has never seen a full sized dragon before, especially not a nesting mother, so he couldn’t say it before with the same intensity, but seeing it now he could, wizards are crazy mother fuc*ers.

Wizards who see what pretty much is the ultimate predator and say “let’s make a game from stealing their most valuable possessions- their children.”, and no, Basilisks aren’t, seriously, chicken’s voice can kill them, dragons, with their size, fire breath, and ferocity and without fear of anything, those are much scarier then giant snakes with killer eyes and deadly venoms who fear chickens.

Taking one look of the dragon, Harry forsook any plan that involved the dragon seeing something takes the golden egg.

Harry raised his wand, which he hasn’t used for anything but DADA lessons since the end of second year, and casted an enlargement charm on a rock that lasted on the floor before casting a switching charm, on it, making the golden egg appear in its place, where he picked it up and moved back to the tent that was right behind him, never leaving the one meter area from it.

Coming inside, both Victor and Fleur looked up, Marcus was on the side talking with his mother, Granger and Neville, moon of which noticed his entry.

“Did you it work?” Fleur asked in excitement.

“Yes, though I advice on using the switching charm, as those dragons are scary and I wouldn’t want them having any indication their eggs are stolen, though you can use your enchantment before using levitation, just to show off.” Harry said while rubbing his the back of his head.

“Oh, Harry, you crazy genius.” Fleur rushed to him, hugging him “thank you for being such a good friend and telling us!”

“Don’t sweat it, I only joined the tournament for fun.”

“No,” Victor said “you have our gratitude.”

As a whistle once again was heard, Fleur left the tent for her turn.

“Seriously, if you need my help, you have it.”

“Well, if you are sure, I might have one thing but it needs to stay a secret the request came from me.” At his nod Harry continued “have you heard about Turbo card Dueling?”