Chapter one, Durmstrang school.
It was a wintry night; the violent pelting of the snow almost made the castle invisible. It was a large yet unnoticeable fortress that stood 45 feet tall with four stone brick towers and palisades. A truly magnificent structure, yet if you were anyone else but the inhabitants of the castle, you wouldn't take a second glance... as all you would see is a large expanse of trees.
1991: Hans Vaunt was sat in room; he was sat on a large Mahogany chair with a matching desk In front of him followed by an even larger and grander chair situated at the opposite end of the table, the walls were made from thick cobblestone and cement with large picture frames being hung on each wall, intriguing that the people in the pictures were moving and chatting to each other topped off with a large expanse of bookshelves situated behind the Mahogany furniture, the shelves had an odd and foreign assortment of books, to name a few there were curses and counter curses, the history of the dark arts and the monsters book on monsters.
Hans was panicking, just a few seconds ago he was in a hospital bed with tubes inserted in his body, he felt tired closed his eyes and bam, he was in an unfamiliar setting with to be frank a large jumble of slightly uncomfortable memories 'where am I, what is this place.' Hans thought as he struggled to breathe, it felt like his windpipes were being squeezed, 'I have to calm down... for the love of god I don't want to die again', 'I should've never listened to those doctors, they said I had 5 more years, that I would be able to see me sister, I won't be so naive again...'
After about five more minutes of quite panicking Hans managed to calm himself down 'I guess the meditation in my spare time worked' he inwardly chuckled melancholy as he placed his hands together like a monk, he was taken aback as a little blue Panel in the bottom right of his vision said, system grace period active. 'He scrunched his eyes and focused on the message' almost as if it was instinct he said ''system''
Name: Hans Vaunt
Age: 11
Level: 1
Learning speed:10% faster.
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Intelligence:13
Wisdom:5
Charisma:17
Spells learned: 0
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Passives and attributes:
Evolved brain:10%/100%
everything a normal brain can do, yours can do it faster, you think faster, you read faster, you learn faster etc. [this goes up every level]
Innate Oculilimancy:due to the nature of the system, we can't have people searching through your head now, can we.
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Mission [learn one spell]
Reward-level up and the skill -[calm mind, when the user gets too overwhelmed the skill activates and calms their mind].
Hans looked puzzled, his first instinct was to investigate where the system had come from, he wasn't stupid, everyone had played a video game before, and yet he was interrupted,
''Hello mister Vaunt.... my name is… Igor Karkaroff'' a very tall figure emerged from the shadows of the room, Hans looked up surprised ''h- he hello'' he stuttered anxiously, Hans didn't even know why he was in this room let alone who the strange man was
''I'd advise against getting anxious child it... clouds are judgement''
The man had a white face and a large yet thin nose, brushy eyebrows long black hair accompanied by a cunning grin plastered across his face, what really set him apart was a long black jacket and boots, Hans unconsciously said ''nice fit''
''what was that child''
''Cough -cough... Nice er...feet'' ''I mean shoes'' he choked out, he just stared at the tall man defeatedly.
''I have very important matters to be attending to, and you're already late, Hans, so... you have been accepted into the Durmstrange school for wizards.''
''sorry... did you say wizards' Hans was dumbfounded, with the system already shown, this didn't really surprise him, he was just... adjusting mentally.
''yes, yes now on wit-'' ''wait what year is it'' Hans interrupted,
''it's 1991, I warn you child, I am the headmaster at this school... if you interrupt me or any of the professors at this school again! -you will Be expelled' Gulp... ''yes sir'' said Hans sheepishly
''now, I understand you have to say the least... special circumstances, but you will obey authority at this school, now Gustav the fifth-year prefect is waiting outside for you, he will guide you to your dorm, unlike other schools there aren't multiple houses... that'll be all Mr. Vaunt''... ''Mr. Vaunt!'' Hans snapped out of his Daze ''' huh sorry sir I was just... admiring the books''
''so, I see you don't pay attention either'' Hans tried to tell him that he did but was cut off
''eh Eh eh... I don't care. Leave my site... now''
Hans got up and left the room.