February 18th, 1995.
Harry carries on his schedule of training, studying, and more training. He also started to get to know more about his sister in all but blood.
He helps her and tries to understand what creatures she has seen or imagined. He even gave her a book to sketch on it.
Finally, he managed to utilize his talent, which was hidden deep within himself painting. Time passed, which brought him to the current situation.
"What do you mean I am growing strong for this world? Isn't this all about it? Me, getting stronger facing the threat." He says toward a faceless being in front of him. "Why now coming back, sending you to talk to me after we strike a deal?"
[I understand your point. But, it is not like we take everything from you. For your second coupon, we decided to replace it with a Were-Species. You can also stack it from every movie, you know]
"You mean?"
[Yes, we are]
Cursing his luck, Harry started to recall every movie he had seen in his past life. 'A wolf is good. I must have it, so..., Twilight, Underworld, Teen Wolf, ah! TVD and it extensions. What else do I have seen? Does Fenrir count? Whatever, add it. Mm, what else, come on, come on.'
Surfing through his thoughts, Harry curses his luck. "Does my were-species will have special abilities like other creatures who have magic of their own?"
[Mm, if you know what you wish for]
'Great, now he is an asshole.' Frowning, he tries to sift through them again. "Does the anime also count?"
[Yes, even them count]
"Why, thank you. Then, I want the Wolf as my species."
[Good, then if you want, can think of the wolves types you want to stack on your werewolf species]
With that, it vanish, resuming the time on the planet. "What an arse."
"Why did they give me the Druids Beastial Magic in the first place? Well, whatever. I will be the most powerful werewolf in the known world. Wolverine also counted, right? Ahahaha!"
With that, Harry closes his eyes as he begins to assimilate with his new species while thinking about every wolf he knows from the show and movie. Van Helsing, Teen Wolf, Noblesse, Twilight, Underworld, Wolverine, TVD, Game of Thrones, and even the Harry Potter world.
Sadly, that is all he knows and nothing more. "Fuck, I should spam supernatural movies with a wolf in their element."
Feeling himself growing strong again, Harry smile. "Now, I don't know if it is a nerfed or a boost."
Physically, he is strong without counting his Primach DNA. Now, adding the werewolf thing, he is strong physically, and he doubts anyone can harm him with blunt and physical strength alone.
He can now be considered a Universe + tier durability.
"I should just retrain again. But now, training as a werewolf. But where is my Sonic screwdriver? Isn't this also part of the deal? I want my tardis."
Grumbling, he walked out from the toilet, feeling cheated. 'I haven't changed into an owlbear, damn it!' Kicking the non-existent trash, Harry stares at the ceiling as if staring at the beings.
"I hope I am not affected by the moon to change. But, I still need to train."
For the next few days. Harry train in his enhance sense and transformation using the shifter ability. Not only that, he also trains in his reaction speed on configuration spells.
He had made plans and plans to confront Voldemort without any interfere.
•••
'I just need to feel more careful during the upcoming test. 'Moody' is growing anxious and eager for the return of his master.' Sotting behind the desk, I stare at dark art teacher who occasionally stares in my direction using the magical eye.
Ronald finally got over the fact that I don't want to be friends again and only want to be associates. I still talk to him, but I no longer confine him with my personal life.
I have started to grow comfortable with this new shift in my life. Now, I can focus on doing my task and destiny more freely without worrying about anyone.
For my relationship, it seems like House Potter will never have a new successor in my generation. But I am sure that I will meet her during my journey.
Hermione is a good friend, but that it. My imprint or mate bond has never been activated even if I am to spend my time with her studying.
Thankfully, she started to enjoy herself talking with a certain boy. That boy is a Weasley twin. I don't know who, but I am happy for her.
Sitting under the shade of a tree facing the lake, I started to sketch the picturesque of the landscape with the morning sun hover behind the mountains with Durmstrang Jones.
This has been my hobby as of right now. I have been relaxing as of late due to the fact that the end is near.
My enemy ends, of course. I, Hadrian James Potter, started to feel it in my bones. The warp, however, is far-reaching, but my estimation, the Imperius which I deem a non-existent, started to notice my use of the warp or magic.
After I finish my task here, I will board my tardis and visit the WH 40k first. My DNA seems literally taken from the Emperor of Mankind. Luckily, I have no such thing as absolute loyalty and hatred to controversial beliefs.
This is also explained why I am not affected by Leman Russ and Vulkan. All this time, I have been thinking that I take the template of their DNA to be a new Primach.
But now, I feel like I am the newly created Primach, a natural one if the Creators make me. Moving back, I am seem to be distracted.
This started when my werwolf genes assimilated to my body. While everyone has always seen a werewolf as a brute of all muscle brain, they literally have hyper brain activity.
This cause the tendency to cause havoc and occupied themselves seeking thrill and excitement using conventional activities.
While, me, I seem to be having a tendency to have my mind wandering a lot lately. If this is due to magic or warp, then I need to stop using magic. But, I hope it not.
This effect causes their functionality to be enhanced as they can register something from a small detail such as smell through their senses.
Human can identify something they are familiar with through their nose and still struggle to know what it is. Dog, and now their canine friends, Werebebasts. Have that same organ to register and easily identify something faster than others.
They also move faster registering their surroundings, avoiding obstacles in that blurry run, unlike a certain runner.
Uh? Why am I ranting? Well, you see, the Creator seems to be dry up. He wrote 8 chapters in a single sitting. That pretty wild to me.
He truly is a commitment writer. The funny thing is, he has many fanfictions on his phone rotting with only 3 to 20 something chapters.
He has many ideas and can't really control his impulses to write them but never upload them. He did say I would be the first among my friends to see the world, but I beg to differ. He has some fanfic uploaded when he is in high school, a GoT fanfic, and a Marvel one.
But enough about him, now. I am done preparing for the final task. When we meet again, expect that things will be more thrilling and savage.
It is time for me to face Voldemort. With my magic under control, I am pretty sure I can rival him. The good advantage of the Emperor of Mankind DNA that offer me is that I can accumulate battle and fighting experience while committing them.
During my bout with the Inferi and the acromantula colony, I am pretty sure that I grew in an interesting route. "The perfect killing machine!"
I have a feeling that my wealth and riches will be connected to my tardis. I can also communicate with my accountant using magic.
It's a funny feeling if I may, but it also means that the final stand down is near. I can feel it. On the day of the third task, I will be done with Lady Fate hubris.
My godfather can take care of himself.
Also, I have asked Axetooth if I can commission a great battle axe with growth enchantment and properties like the Griffyndor Sword.
It will be done in a year, so I will need to return by then from my journey to the other world. Well, that is that. Let meet again on the night of the final task.