HP: The Magical Gamer [Chapter 95: Dreamer! ] (Patreon)

In the last couple of months, Harry had obtained two new perks and two new skills as quest rewards. The [Dreamer] perk had been given just now as he reached the level cap.

[Dreamer]

[– This perk gives the user the ability to see the past, present and future while asleep. Note: The events shown in the dream may not always hold true since the future's not set in stone.]

It was definitely a useful perk. This practically made him a seer. Though on the downside, this was a passive perk, meaning that the perk would work in its own ways in the background and wouldn't be influenced by him. Still, it might be a huge unexpected help.

The next perk [Sleepless] which he got a few weeks ago was massively convenient.

[Sleepless]

[– The user can now function optimally without needing to sleep.]

He had even tested the perk. While he could sleep if he desired, the usual drowsiness and tiredness that came upon him after sunset had magically disappeared, not affecting his productivity anymore.

And the two skills [Firestorm] and [Hurricane] were pretty self-explanatory. The system had given him skills to cause the two disasters at his whim.

But most of all, he was glad to see the following screen hovering in front of his face after he pressed the Party button.

[Current Members(1/2)]

[Iris Potter]

Shared Perk(1/1)

— [Peak Body]

Shared Skills(2/2)

— [Flying]

— [Energy Shield]

[None]

He would at last be able to tell his mum everything, which truly was a big relief. Always using the excuse 'secret' whenever something strange happened had tested his mother's temper. Thankfully, she hadn't exploded yet although he had feared that outcome if he kept on with this charade.

There wouldn't be a need for secrecy anymore. And that was the best reward for maxing this Class.

Currently, he was alone in the Room of Requirement as it was only 4:00 in the morning. Iris, who often accompanied him on his quests, wasn't there. Unlike him, she needed her sleep. Actually, she loved her sleep more than anything. That lazy girl, he thought with a fond smile.

He stood up from the comfy armchair and thought about what to do next. He could go back to the Gryffindor dorm and sleep or he could do something else. He decided against sleeping. It was practically morning anyways.

Very early morning.

Thinking about his mother had made him recall how he did morning runs with her. And while his body was perfect due to [Peak Body] and there was no need for exercising, he still liked running.

There was just something exhilarating about sprinting in the cool early darkness and watching the sun rise.

With his next course decided, he stepped out of the Room of Requirement and descended down the stairs.

He could have teleported right outside the castle and onto the Hogwarts grounds, but he was in a whimsical mood.

And walking seemed pretty fun according to this mood.

He hid under his Invisibility Cloak and strolled through the silent hallways. Everything was so quiet and dark at this hour.

There was not a single kind of noise. It almost made him feel like he was the only being alive in this dead forgotten world.

He could easily imagine that and believe the make-believe. It brought a strange smile to his face as he walked on mindlessly and aimlessly.

He saw many majestic statues and sleeping portraits. He gazed at the many carved pillars that were just for show and did nothing in supporting the castle's structure. He beheld many wonders which were only noticeable in the dark.

He was skipping and humming, oddly feeling high-spirited.

His pleasant walk ended soon when he heard the first noise of the morning. No, not a noise, calling it noise was blasphemy. It was like comparing mud and gold, like calling sky the land and land the sky.

It was a sweet melodic singing which came from an empty classroom just a few metres ahead and to his left.

It tugged at his heartstrings and wrapped around his soul, pulling him gently towards it. Cajoling him, attracting him, comforting him.

Harry walked on his toes and went into that room. Then he understood why the voice seemed so familiar and magnetic.

A huge window opened on the far opposite wall, letting in an ample amount of moonlight. Twirling in that moonlight barefooted was one of his best friends, Daphne Greengrass.

She danced with closed eyes and sang with a soft smile. Her blonde hair flowed down her back freely and gleamed blindingly white from the light.

Even her simple white dress seemed to shine from within as if her very own skin was aglow. She was luminance personified.

Soft are your caresses,

And gentle is your light.

Comely is your white tresses,

And unending is your might.

Harry moved a little closer to see her properly and enjoy her rare carefree dance. It wasn't everyday you see the stoic Daphne smiling and frolicking.

Long have I wandered,

In the search of your sky-high tower,

Where I will be honoured,

Where I will be in your power.

Oh, Queen of moonlight,

Oh, mother—

Her song abruptly stopped as she whirled around with her wand in her hand.

Her earlier easy smile had vanished and there was a scowl in its place. Her blue eyes were narrowed in displeasure.

"Who's there?" She asked tartly. "Don't even try to hide. I can't see you, but I can hear you. You are too loud. Make another move and you will be in a lot of trouble."

Harry was frozen just for a second with indecision before he took off the cloak.

He could have teleported back, but there was no need. He was in no danger here. She was his friend and also too weak to harm him.

"Harry!" Daphne gasped in astonishment, staring at him dumbly.

Harry smiled nervously.