Harry Potter and the Magic of Books part 15 (Patreon)

Hermione laughed as she finished the third straight speed replay in her quest for epic power. It was amazing what you could do under the power of a luck potion, tapping icons before you had even read them completely, hitting just the right spot on the girl for extra experience and even a couple of bonus stat points to her character’s already broken stats thanks to the random reroll coming up 18s in every stat because she’s used the luck potion. While curing the girl of everything they’d afflicted her character with used up half their remaining gold in this world, it was well worth it to have a character with insane magical power and abilities without all of the drawbacks she probably should have had.

She smiled as she managed to finish her character’s Hogwarts adventure and save the character before her luck potion ran out. “I think the only thing left is to find a dragon that will help.”

Harry said, “Okay, let’s jump out of here then into the Council of Wyrms setting so we can find a dragon.”

Hermione sighed. “What happens if this doesn’t work?”

“Then it doesn’t work. If it works, we’ll have two very cute girls for year mates at Hogwarts. If it works out how we want, we’ll have two hot twin girls for girlfriends.”

Sarah grinned. “If it doesn’t work, at least we tried.”

Harry reached out with his magic and pulled them out of the module and back to the cottage. “Okay, let’s see, Council of Wyrms, I know just the scene, a young silver is at the bar and bored.” He reached into his backpack and pulled out the paperback version of the game. He opened the book to the correct chapter then set it on the chair next to the module. “Are you ready?”

“I’m ready,” Hermione replied while Sarah just nodded.

Harry reached out and pulled them into the book about dragons. He glanced around the bar until he noticed the pointy eared male ‘elf’ at the bar. “Ah, perfect.” He walked over to the young ‘man’. “Hello sir, are you Haderarlin?”

The elf laughed good naturedly. “Something like that, you can call me Hal if you want. How can I help you?”

Harry asked, “How would you like to make a thousand gold for less than an hour of your time?”

Hal raised an eyebrow in suspicion. “Doing what?”

Harry whispered, “We need a dragon to unlock a magic item for a quest.”

“Dragon?” Hal sighed. “What gave me away?”

“Magic.”

“Fine. What type of quest?”

“Complicated, the book basically works via divination to predict offspring, a magic user is using it to do a study and needs a dragon for his test.”

Hal raised his eyebrows. “A thousand gold for a knockup simulator?”

“Wizards are insane.” Harry shrugged. “Are you interested?”

Hal said, “Let’s see the magical item, I’m going to cast a couple of detection spells, if nothing dangerous comes up I’ll activate your magical items then you’re going to give me 2,000 gold and buy a round of drinks for the bar.”

Harry grumbled, “You realize there are other dragons around right?”

“Yes but I’m the one that you approached.”

“Do gemstones work?”

Hal shrugged. “Yes, provided they’re valuable ones.”

“Deal.” Harry gestured for Hermione to bring the book over.”

Hermione walked over with the book. “Feel free to cast your detection spells.”

Hal waved his fingers and concentrated on the book. “Divination and some preservation magic, nothing dangerous. I guess you have yourself a deal though if this is supposed to be a fucking simulator, when will the actual fucking take place?”

Sarah asked hopefully as she walked up, “Someone mentioned fucking?”

Hal stared at Sarah, “Ah yes, please… I mean ah…”

Sarah flashed Harry a smile, “Pay the elf so I can fuck his brains out.”

Harry chuckled as he reached into his bag and pulled out several rupees then started counting them onto the table. “Tell me when I have enough.”

Hal blinked at the pile of gemstones. He really wanted to let the man keep putting gemstones on the table but his honor prevented him from overcharging the man too much. “Deal.”

Hermione help the book out. “Just touch here.”

Hal reached out and touched the book. “Now what?”

Hermione selected her previous character then drank her last luck potion and hit the accept button. “Perfect.”

Sarah held out her hand for the ‘elf’ gentleman. “Now we rent a room, buy the bar a round of drinks and I fuck your brains out.”

Hal stashed the gems in his bag then followed Sarah back to his room.

Harry laughed as Sarah led the dragon away. ”At least he seems nice enough.”

Hermione grinned as the scene between Hal and the leprechaun/nymph combination of doom started playing. “Let’s hope for twins.” She laughed as the sex scene eventually faded to black and two character sheets came up for twin girls. “Perfect, I love luck potions.”

“Just remember we can only use so many of them at a time before they cause problems,” Harry replied.

Hermione hit the reroll stats button a couple of times on both the girls until her inherited advantages and stats were maxed out for a half dragon. She also liked the fact that they had red hair and decent sized breasts. “Okay, that’s as good as I can make them without more flaws.”

Harry asked, “Do you actually need any more advantages?”

“I could always improve their flight and magic and buy regeneration but those are rather expensive. Oh, they could have lost their legs in battle for extra points and an extra combat edge.”

Harry sighed. “Hermione, I’m not sure traumatizing them is the right way to go here.”

“If we write up the backstory properly then it should work.” Hermione added some quirks and other flaws that they could deal with then added regeneration and regrowth. Sure it wouldn’t work on the curses that took their legs but it would work on any other injuries they got. She frowned as she added the ‘advantage’ kissed by the gods of fire. It wasn’t supposed to be curable and wasn’t pretty but it would make the girls immune to fire at the cost of being heavily scarred by fire. She just wished that it had shown up last time but it hadn’t. She was hoping that a couple of playthroughs would allow her to buy off the scarred trait if not they might have to try again or something. The scarred trait reduced the number of people that would have sex with the girls but she was hoping there were ways around that. She spent a couple of minutes selecting backstory options then hit accept. “Okay, that should be everything.”

Harry stared at the book as the two scared girls showed up in Diagon Alley. Hermione relied on her luck potion to get her through the horrific scene of people tormenting the girls while a Harry like person glared at everyone as they made their way through the alley. “This probably wasn’t the best idea in the world.”

Hermione grumbled as she directed them to the potions store and spent a fair amount of their starting money on polyjuice so they could look like less freakish people. “Okay, that should help.”

Harry asked, “Do I need to jump in there and give her more gold?”

“No, I should be able to fuck the assistant at the bookstore while using the polyjuice potion to buy the required books and the clerk in the pet shop for a pet. That will actually save me some gold in the long run. If I also have them fuck the woman that sells them clothes, they should be okay for money.”

Harry sighed, “Please tell me they won’t have to do this crap the second time around?”

“Hopefully not, once I get some experience I’ll know more. If nothing else we’ll go in before fifth year and have you use the Loliblade on them.”

“That might fix some of their physical issues.” Harry was hoping it worked because he really didn’t want the twins to experience that level of trauma.

Hermione clicked away and did her best to fuck everyone and everything that offered her experience, perks and benefits up to and including some really ugly hags for a boost to con because the twins didn’t die, mostly thanks to their high con and luck potion. From there it was a tour of Diagon Alley to fuck everything she could in exchange for increased dark magic resistance and a couple of items that had proved useful in her last couple of adventures with other characters.

Harry felt like hurling as he watched the girls go through Diagon Alley until the scenes advanced to the train and Hermione repeated the polyjuice trick and worked on fucking everyone on the train using a bushy redhead’s hair for the potions. He was fairly sure that the chances of such actualy being possible should have been so low as to make it impossible but it wasn’t if you were using a luck potion. He really didn’t care for watching the girls have to fuck a bunch of guys but hopefully the second run through would be better.

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Harry twitched as he glared at the book where the twins were being raped in the potion’s lab to the amusement of a bunch of Slytherins. “I’m going to kill him! I’m going to cut his fucking throat out!”

Hermione winced as she watched the greasy haired man. “You have about thirty seconds before the rest of the students start on them, then they’ll be obliviated and dumped by the Gryffindor tower.”

“Why the hell did you pick this damned path?”

“Because it should have given me enough to buy off the stupid scarred part of the flaw but I can’t. Apparently the stupid book wasn’t joking about that. Also this path gives access to the potions classroom later where I can find an awesome potions book that gives a potions talent. I’ll skip this path next time.”

Harry resisted the urge to reach out and hit Hermione with a newspaper. “They’re in fifth year, would would happen if I stepped in and killed Snape?”

“I’ve only managed it once in seventh year while using a luck potion. After this should be the scene where the main character is dropped off somewhere to be found. You should have time to jump in and use the Loliblade on them there, see if you can restore their limbs and fix their scarred flaw.” She opened her character menu and spent all her points in pain tolerance.

Harry glared as he waited for the scene change then jumped into the story. He staggered as the world twitched and shifted and everything changed colors before things changed back to normal. “What the hell was that?” He shook his head as he pulled the Loliblade out of his pocket and slipped it on Anna. He staggered as the world seemed to rumble and twitch as Anna twisted and changed into a perfectly healthy thirteen year old girl with all her limbs that looked a bit more like him than she had before. “Okay, that worked.” He reached down and took Anna’s g-string off which changed back into the bracelet. He turned and slipped the bracelet onto Beth’s wrist. He managed to keep his feet as the world shook and thunder struck in the distance as Beth’s body changed into a perfectly healthy thirteen year old match for her sister.. He reached down and took the Loliblade back and pocketed it. He reached out with his magic and shifted out then blinked as he realized the book was partially charred. “Damn it, the book is partially charred. I think we’ll only get one shot at this when we decide to do it.”

Hermione sighed. “That might be for the best. Okay, they’re heading into their dorm… and okay, there’s a time skip. Okay, let me go collect the book, then I’ll see about them fucking the rest of the teachers and Dumbledore if we can swing it, that should finish things out for the year.”

Harry rubbed his face then looked at the door to the inn room. “I’m going to go get a drink, do you think you’ll be done with the first run and have them innocent little eleven year olds again by the time I get back?”

“I should be, grab me something to drink.” Hermione replied as she worked on having the girls seduce Flitwick.

Harry briefly wondered how good his parents were at obliviation as he left the room to get a drink and check on Sarah.

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Lily looked up as Hermione, Sarah and Harry reappeared. “Any luck?”

Harry resisted the urge to glare at Hermione. He knew she was trying to help and that it wasn’t her fault that some of the book scenes bought back memories of his cousin trying to kill him but it hadn’t been a pleasant experience watching the book play out. “That’s what we’re going to find out.” He reached into the book, grabbed two of the girls’ favorite hair clips and pulled as hard as he could. He jumped back as the book burst into fire. “That wasn’t fun.”

Hermione dropped the burning book and jumped back. “Did you get them?”

Harry opened the fingers of his hand revealing the purple and blue hair clips that he’d pulled out of the book. “Yeah, they’re the only items of ‘clothing’ the girls don’t swap on a regular basis. Now all we need is a cupboard and some dolls.”

Sirius said, “I found some life sized dolls and you should be able to use the closet.”

“So do I want to know why you have life sized dolls?”

“Of course not.” Sirius grinned. The truth was he’d liberated them from a muggle store that sold creepy life sized dolls once he realized what the plan was.

Lily shook her head as she led the way into the mostly repaired cottage. “Hopefully everything will be repaired in a couple more hours.”

Harry looked around the living room. “It looks amazing Mum.”

“Thank you. Do you want to tell me what happened?”

Harry shuddered. “Not really, the book was icky and brought up some bad memories of Harry hunting.”

Lily tried to keep her anger in check as she asked, “Harry hunting?”

“What my cousin called it when he’d try to chase me down and beat me up. Thankfully he can’t run that fast. Anyway, the girls should be perfectly happy girls because they didn’t really live through the icky part as they were reset to eleven but getting things to that point sucked.”

Sirius asked, “What happened?”

Hermione glanced at Harry and realized that she should probably explain. “Things sort of glitched strangely when Harry jumped in there during fifth year and used the Loliblade to fix some extremely nasty flaws that I’d stupidly given them. They finished their OWLS then things reset to the beginning of third year, probably because they were thirteen again. Thankfully there weren’t too many major glitches the second time and I completed everything we needed to and saved their character sheets at the end of seventh year.”

Harry picked up the story, “Then we started a new game with their updated character sheets and I pulled their hair clips out of the book. More than that will have to wait for a firewhiskey,” he muttered, “or three.” as he headed to the closet and opened it. He looked at the life size dolls then carefully attached the hair clips on their red hair and shut the door.

James walked in from the kitchen, “Firewhiskey?”

Lily said, “Apparently it wasn’t a fun mission.”

“That’s a bit of an understatement Dad. Let’s hope this works.” He took a breath then let it out as he pulled out his magic key. He inserted the key in the lock then locked and unlocked it. He opened the door and two naked eleven year old redheaded girls stumbled out.

Anna frowned as she caught herself before she fell. “Is everything...” she trailed off as she saw the strangely familiar strangers.

Beth raised her hands as she looked between the various people standing in the living room. “Okay, what’s going on?”

Anna looked over at Lily and Sirius, “What’s going on?”

Hermione asked, “What’s the last thing you remember?”

Anna looked at Beth then at Hermione, “We were hiding because some dark wizards attacked the house and Dad told us to hide.” She looked at James in confusion. “You told us that you’d send us somewhere safe...” She trailed off as she realized that her ‘dad’s’ eyes were the wrong color. “Why are Dad’s eyes the wrong color?”

Beth shook her head. “I don’t think that’s our dad, he looks like the pictures of grandpa James.” She turned to look at Lily. “Are you Lily, Lily Potter?”

Lily gave the girls a smile of encouragement. “I am.”

James said, “And I’m James Potter.”

Anna frowned. “But you’re supposed to be dead.”

Beth glanced back and forth between James and Lily and the rest of the people in the room. “I’m confused. If you’re our grandparents who is that?” She pointed at Harry.

Harry said, “I’m Harry, Harry James Potter.”

Hermione gave the cute redheaded twins a smile. “I’m Hermione Granger. I’m a friend of Harry’s.”

Sarah waved. “I’m Sarah.”

Anna stared at the eleven year old that was claiming to have the same name as her dad. “What happened to our Dad?”

Beth looked around at the strange people in the house. “Why are James and Lily alive?”

Lily asked, “What year is it?”

“2011?” Anna asked hopefully.

Harry shook his head. “It’s 1991”

“Fuck.” Beth muttered.

Anna muttered. “Great, time travel.”

Beth looked at Lily and James. “Or something like it, shouldn’t they be dead?”

Sirius snickered. “They got better.”

Beth looked at Sirius for a couple of seconds then her eyes widened. “You!” she glared at Sirius. “What are you doing here traitor?”

Anna blinked as she recognized Sirius from old photographs. “Shit… okay, maybe they’re all evil.”

Beth glanced at Hermione, Lily and Sarah before looking back at Sirius with a glare. “Damn, because they’re hot as hell.”

Anna snorted. “Get your mind out of the gutter and help me figure out how to escape.”

Lily shook her head. “Sirius Black wasn’t our secret keeper. At least not in this world. Probably not in yours either. He was framed.”

Anna asked, “Framed?”

Beth asked, “You’re sure? He didn’t sell you out Halloween?”

Lily nodded. “I’m sure.”

“Okay, that’s good to know.” Beth still wasn’t sure if they were lying about being evil or were who the claimed to be but at least they seemed nice.

Anna looked at Sirius. “Can you prove that you’re not evil?”

Sirius asked, “What type of proof are you looking for?”

Beth asked, “How about standing on one foot and spinning around?”

“Any particular reason?”

“Most evil people don’t have a decent sense of humor.”

Sirius lifted his left foot then spun around clucking like a chicken and flapping his arms. “Is that good enough?”

Anna snickered. “That was pretty funny.”

Sarah said, “Yep, I think they’ll fit in just fine.”

Beth said, ”Now that we’ve determined that you probably aren’t evil magic users, what are we supposed to do about being in the past or an alternate reality?”