New Quest Update:
[A Mother's Secrets]
• Convince Lily Potter to reveal what she knows about the Lost Archmages.
• Difficulty: Hard
• Reward: ???
The tension in the library was palpable. Harry's fingers tightened around the ancient journal, its pages humming with a silent magic that he didn't fully understand yet. Across from him, his mother stood still, her emerald eyes locked onto his—searching, calculating.
It was the first time he had ever seen worry in her expression.
And it wasn't the kind of concern a mother had for a reckless child.
It was fear.
"You shouldn't have opened that book, Harry," Lily said softly.
Harry swallowed, forcing his voice to remain steady. "Why?"
A flicker of something unreadable crossed her face. "Because knowledge can be just as dangerous as power. And that book contains both."
Her words sent a chill down his spine. His mother had always been warm, intelligent, and deeply kind—but never secretive. Never afraid of magic itself.
And now she was standing between him and something she didn't want him to know.
Harry needed answers.
"I deserve to know the truth," he said firmly. "You and Dad never talk about our family's past. Why? What are you hiding?"
Lily sighed, stepping closer. "Harry, our bloodline is more complicated than most wizards realize. The Potters have always been powerful, but that power comes with history. And history—"
"—is written by the victors," Harry finished.
Lily's lips twitched. "Yes. And our family? We weren't always on the winning side."
Harry's stomach tightened.
He thought back to the warnings in the journal—the mentions of Seers, Alchemists, and the Lords of Magic.
"Who were the Archmages?" he asked.
His mother hesitated. Just for a second. But it was long enough.
She knew.
Harry knew she knew.
He pressed forward. "And why did Arcturus Potter warn me about them?"
That got a reaction. Lily's hand jerked, her eyes flashing with something Harry could only describe as alarm.
"You read his name?" she whispered.
Harry nodded.
His mother exhaled sharply. She ran a hand through her hair, the movement more nervous than Harry had ever seen from her.
Then, finally, she sat down on the nearest chair, as if the weight of the conversation had drained her strength.
"Alright," she murmured. "You want the truth? Here it is."
Harry leaned forward, heart pounding.
Lily took a breath. "Magic, as we know it today, is only half of what once existed. The spells, the wands, the rituals—it's all a fragment of something much older."
She gestured to the book in Harry's hands. "The Archmages were the last to wield the full essence of magic. They didn't just cast spells—they shaped reality. And because of that, they were erased from history."
Harry's grip on the book tightened. "Erased by who?"
Lily met his gaze. "The Seers. The Alchemists. The Lords of Magic. The ones who decided what magic should be—and what it shouldn't."
A chill ran down Harry's spine.
This wasn't just a family secret.
This was a conspiracy that spanned centuries.
"Why?" he asked.
Lily hesitated, then said, "Because they feared the Archmages' power. They feared what it could do to the balance of the world."
Harry processed that, his mind racing. Magic wasn't just forgotten—it was stolen.
"But if the Archmages were erased," he said slowly, "why does this journal still exist? Why is it hidden here, in our home?"
His mother's lips pressed together.
"Because not everyone agreed with the purge," she said. "Some of the Potters—our ancestors—they preserved what they could. They hid knowledge in places where the Lords of Magic couldn't reach."
Harry's heart pounded.
He was standing in one of those places right now.
"Does Dad know about this?" he asked.
Lily hesitated. Then, quietly, "Yes."
That was another shock.
His father—the mischievous, fun-loving James Potter—was involved in a secret war over lost magic?
The idea was so absurd it should have been funny.
Except it wasn't.
It was terrifying.
Harry glanced down at the book in his hands. The weight of it felt heavier now.
This isn't just a journal. This is a relic of something the world tried to destroy.
And now, somehow, it had found its way to him.
A Warning and a Choice
Lily stood up, her expression serious.
"You're young, Harry. Too young to be caught up in this."
Harry's jaw clenched. "I don't care. This isn't just about me, is it? It's about our family. Our past. Our future."
His mother closed her eyes for a moment, then sighed.
"You're right," she admitted. "But that doesn't mean you should rush into danger."
She stepped forward, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Harry," she said, voice softer now. "If you keep reading that book, if you keep searching for the Archmages—you won't be able to turn back. Are you ready for that?"
Harry looked at the journal, then at his mother.
Something in his soul stirred.
He didn't need his Gamer System to tell him this was a moment of no return.
A choice.
And he already knew his answer.
"Yes," he said. "I want to know everything."
Lily closed her eyes for a moment. Then, to his surprise, she smiled.
"Then," she murmured, "it's time you learned where the story really begins."
Harry exhaled, gripping the book tighter.
This was it.
The start of something much, much bigger.
New Quest Activated: [The Legacy of the Archmages]
• Unravel the hidden history of magic and the Potter bloodline.
• Objective: Discover the truth behind the Lords of Magic.
• Reward: First Key to the Forgotten Archives.
Harry smiled.
For the first time since his reincarnation, he felt like he was finally on the right path.