Chapter 1: ‘Yer a Wizard ‘Arry

This is... Unsettling, all those years training, studying the many martial arts. Never once had he come across the ability to transfer bodies, this world was... strange.

The humans here were weak, he was one of them. A strong breeze could make them fall over, a few feet of snow and they shut everything down.

Their technology was... Subpar at best, it was nowhere near advanced when compared to some of the technology he's come across, but it isn't as backwater as some villages.

He released a low sigh as he rubbed at his scar-ridden forehead, the soft pain more an annoyance than anything else.

Besides from having been suddenly transferred to a world from his own, in a body not his own. One shock came after another, the previous owner of this body had lived a drab life as a slave. Put to work by his own 'Family'.

That he could get over, humans, as they were, are primitive, emotional creatures. He has no interest in attempting to defend, understand or trade words with such unhealthy lards.

The second shock was the talent this kid had, each person had a 'Galaxy' within them that described their talents, to show just how many paths they could follow without blocks, as long as they worked hard, they'd become the strongest.

This kid... His talent was overwhelming, the galaxy within him was endless, without equal. Even the geniuses from his previous life had nothing compared to this kid as if the very world bent to him.

The third shock was, apparently, he was also a wizard, a few stars in the galaxy already glow brightly to the mention of being a wizard, the half-giant Hagrid had let him know that with his strange accent and after blasting the door down.

All these shocks one after another, he had no chance to begin his practice, lead around by the nose and glasses.

Ah, that leads him to where he is now. On a train to some sort of 'magical' school where he would learn magic, he couldn't lie and say he didn't have an interest in it, he saw a small demonstration from hagrid, and when he had entered Diagon alley far more magic. It was unlike how his cultivation was, it might be useful, and if not. Something more to study for his interest.

Harry released a slow breath before drawing it in again as he began to focus on the many energies around him, focusing on himself as he began to examine the stars already lit up.

'The stars for wizard are useful, currently, it only seems some strengthening is available to my magic... I need a way to heal the body.'

He began to examine the many stars that made up the wizarding path, it seemed there were natural stars connecting. Understandable as he's yet to see anyone with other stars that weren't natural.

There were three types of stars that could light up, the first being natural ones.

Which lit up naturally as you progressed down a path, usually passive, some active skills that helped you further your path along.

The second was 'Training Stars' stars that the martial master went out of their way to train, something that required active training to develop. Many types of skills, passive abilities, and strong types of developments could be made through these.

The third and final was the stars that weren't there from the start, usually awoken by outside means, they could be bad, or good. Like an encounter that brought great fortune, a scroll that held some hidden secret that allowed someone to understand a special type of ability, so on so forth.

Looking through his stars, he had one of those third ones, but it was not good in the slightest.

It was like a dark gaseous body, sucking at the magic of his body and weakening him overall. The first thing he did was place protection around that star, it was weak but it would do for now until he found a more permanent solution to get rid of it... But, some of these dark stars could have some benefit, he would just need to build his strength before he began to examine it in more depth.

For now, he examined his trainable stars, there were a few that interested him, but only one he planned to try now.

It was a self-healing star, through using mana, which is the power these wizards used. He could slowly heal his body to its peak, depending on the amount of magic he could control at once would depend on how fast the healing would take place.

He took a deep breath and began to channel the ambient magic around him to this star, bending the mana to his will as he filled this star.

It would usually take longer, but in the environment, he was in, magic was as thick as syrup.

As the star lit up there was a bright flash through the entirety of this small set of stars. The protection around the dark star strengthened only slightly.

Even now with the protection in place, he felt much better, now that he had a way to heal he began to focus on that. Steadying his breathing, there was no special way to breathe to make the progress faster or slower.

A steady breath just made it easier to focus on the gathering of energy, with his many years he was able to control a large amount of it, using the absolute max amount of energy his body could now handle all focused on healing him.

His body was in... Horrible conditions, if he purely focused on this method it would take a few months, he would need to see if he could find a way to quicken the process somehow. Because until his body healed, he could not look to improve his strength with more physically demanding paths, passive enhancements would be fine for now, and with the level of the people of this world, it should be fine.

But he could never be too prepared, anyone with this kind of talent meant there were just the same amount of things going against them.

As he was focusing on his healing, the door suddenly slid open. Strange, he was sure he had locked it.

In came a wizard with ginger hair, a dirt appearance, and a rat. It looked as if he was putting something away.

''Mind if I come in? All the other compartments are fu-.''

''Leave."

The ginger stopped, taken back by the interruption and the hard denial, letting out an awkward laugh. ''Please man, I don't want to sit in a crow-.''

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"Make me repeat myself, and it comes with a consequence." This time, Harry dripped his voice with pure threat, as old as he was and he had long since mastered how to alter his expression, voice, and eyes to get the things he was feeling across.

His tone promised pain, the Ginger seemed to pale further than he already was as he bashfully nodded and left the compartment. Scurrying away like the rat he held.

Releasing a sigh, that person had an ulterior motive to him. It wasn't a good one either, like a leach looking to stick to something and suck at them for something or other.

It was an hour later before another person came, this time it was a polite knock. After a moment the compartment was opened by Harry as he came face to face with a group of three.

One boy with blond hair that was slicked back, there was royalty to this one. A certain pedigree, the two behind him were the same but just a quick prob with his mental strength lead him to believe that despite how everyone else around him was focused on their magic, these two had somewhat decent bodies, unhealthy as hell sure. But they had the strength to them.

The blond had a far stronger magical signature to him, the blond spoke. ''Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, Heir to the Malfoy Family. These are my friends, Crabbe and Goyle. I heard Harry Potter was on the train and came to introduce myself.''

Ah, a better motive than the last, this one was here for appearance sake, more noble pissing.

Harry took the hand offered to him, using his ability to control his body, all be it low as it is now to increase the strength, not to show weakness as he shook firmly. Draco seemed pleased at the firmness of the handshake.

''Harry Potter, Heir to the Potter Family.'' Ah, how he hates these things. Though, still strange to him to find out he is indeed royalty, all be it barely now.

"A pleasure then, Heir Potter. It is good to see even with a near-dead lineage, proper etiquette is still followed."

To someone else? This might seem insulting, but this was politics baby, that was a veiled compliment.

Draco released Potter's hands first, a sign of respect.

"Please Heir Malfoy, call be just Harry. No need for such formality in a school."

Draco smiled, a slight look of relaxation in his eyes as if he dropped something he had been holding up. ''Of course Harry, and in return, you can call me Draco. Now that I've introduced myself, I must return to my other friends, feel free to stop by. We're in compartment 3."

As he watched the three of them leave he released a grumble, royalty had their uses. Through them he could get access to things he normally couldn't, so he would have to play with the little nobles for now.

Just as he was about to shut the door, a foot blocked the door as it was forced open.

Harry turned annoyance written across his face as he came face to face with a bushy-haired woman with an air of haughtiness to her, not nobility.

''Have you se-.''

"It is rude to barge in while someone is closing the door, try again."

He then used strength to slam the sliding door in her face, good she was fast enough to move her foot or he would've smashed it in the door.

He heard a muffled screech on the other side of the door, a brow raised as he waited. He could feel the radiating anger begin to cool down before a knock came, it was forced for sure but better.

Harry opened the door, a brilliant smile across his face as if he didn't just slam the door in her face. ''Of course, what can I do for you?"

She glared at him, a bubble of anger before she tamed herself and spoke in a controlled tone. ''Have you seen a toad? A boy named Neville has lost it."

Harry gave a nod before he spoke. ''I have not, though I would recommend seeking out an upperclassman. They should have a charm for summoning."

The girl deflated a bit, the first proper response she had been given the entire search.

"Thank you, and I'm sorry for before, I'm just nervous and haven't been getting the best reactions."

Harry chuckled, shaking his head. ''It's fine, I understand. Sometimes it takes a reminder that things can be easier if you simply remain calm, good luck finding your lost toad."

"Before I go... Can I apologize to you properly? I... I can fix your glasses?"

Harry raised a brow before nodding, taking them off he offered them to her, interested in what she would do with them.

She had used a verbal spell to fix them, after she did they looked brand-new, even cleaned. Placing them back on he blinked a bit before nodding. ''Thank you, it was honestly getting annoying.''

''Of course, thank you again. I'll see you later.'' He then watched her leave once more.

After she had left, he had no more interruptions until an old lady came with a cart full of treats, sweets, some lunch foods, and a variety of other items. He took a large portion of food for his lunch, after he ate he put the trash in a small trashcan hidden away beneath the seat before he returned to his healing.

The train ride had no more interruptions as he was able to dedicate a large amount of time to healing through mana.

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