Trinity: Omniverse Traveling Cat 12 When 3 Became 1 Lead To Broken Ability

In no time a rush of already mastered pieces of information floods his brain, consolidating his basic before going on. Without warning, the flow cut itself and when he open his eyes he sees that he was already on the last page, that was slowly crumbling away.

{[Name: Harrison James Potter]

[Age: 10]

[Race: h.o.m.o magicae]

[STR: 1(-3)] [END: 4(-3)(-3)] [VIT: 4(-3)(-6)] [AGI : 6]

Skill:

[Cooking: B]; [Broom riding: A]; [Parlsemouth: SSS]; [Item pouch: G]

Ability:

[a.n.a.lyse: H]; [Decomposotion: H]; [ Comprehension: H]; [Recomposotion: H]

Debuff:

'It's crumbled away. Do you know the reason why?'

-I think I do. You extract the knowledge of a book with the primary feature was to store knowledge, now that this knowledge has been deconstructed, it didn't have a reason to exist. I think that everything that you will try to extract knowledge of will crumble away, seem a fair price to me, after all, you can gain nothing for nothing.-

'So as those abilities are under the ability of alchemy, they respond to the law?'

-Seem about alright.-

'I can live with that.'

Seeing the result, he takes the corresponding calculus book for the superior grade, rapidly running through it with the same result. Continuing on his way he made his way until the year he just finishes, leaving him with a stronger foundation.

It was only CS that bring out of his flunk we he tells him.

-Harry, it a quarter past six, better go and start making diner they will be here soon.-

'Right! I completely forgot about them!'

Throwing the book in his backpack and tossing it in his pouch, he hastily made his way to the kitchen before turning around and go change back to his morning clothes, not wanting the Dursley's to discover that he have brought new clothes and more importantly how.

Thank CS, Harry was able to be on time, and by 6:50 p.m the sound of the family car parking in the garage driveway. Seeing the disappointed face of Vernon and Petunia he know that they came early in the hope of catching him off guard.

'Fat choice you bunch of hypocrites, in a little less than a month I will be gone, but until then I intend to be irreproachable

Regretfully for the Dursley's he effectively was just that. Ever cores were done in such a way that they were unable to complain, the second room of Dudley has been arranged and cleaned alongside the actual bedroom. He had cleaned it so thoroughly that it had freaked the little piglet so much that he was banned to tidy it ever again after the incessant nagging that they were subject from they Dudders.

The month that followed was all the more stressful because Petunia has to recall Vernon of the letter that will surely be delivered in a matter of days. During that time, the two of them have also remarked that he had changed, no more did the boy shrink on itself when Vernon raise is voice, the physical abuse or the starvation hadn't elicited a single reaction on his no emotionless face, freaking them out and even pushing Vernon to fear that he has crossed a dark line and something at snapped in the boy.

Now if you have said to Vernon Dursley that he had effectively broken something inside the boy he would have been overjoyed any time, and tell you that honest people always found ways to beat the freakishness out of those monsters but not this time. Because of the whole situation, he fears a strong reaction, a magical one. During the last years, he has been subject to the boy accidental magic and has somewhat linked the emotional distress to the intensity of the response. But now that he was unable to access the boy state of mind, and the fact that he has absorbed everything without letting something out worry him and his wife more and more each day. So when the boy asked if he could daily go the small communal library, he couldn't agree too fast, the more time the boy pa.s.s out of the house, the less risk he snaps while their present. At first, when Dudley see that the freak could go and come as he wishes out of the house, he didn't wait to gather his minion to open the summer hunting season. When they became unable to simply follow and corner him without the presence of adult he slowly increases is winning, the fact that his birthday was coming and he was frustrated by the freak to see this summer turning into a nightmare for the family of three.

As for Harry, those days have been a blessing. Seeing that the less the emotion he shows the most disturbed the Dursley's became, he completely shut down any emotion while in their presence. If he had learned a single thing during his stay in the void, it was certainly patience. So seeing the result after only a week and banking on their uneasiness he ask for the right to go day long on the library he was immediately allowed. It when he truly thrives. He only asks at this time because he runs out of books to a.s.similate. It was also during that time that he made another discovery, the more knowledge he already has, the easier is it to consolidate and correct it and the less time it takes for his ability to absorb the knowledge.

For example, for none know what Dudley has books on starting level language. Being a first of french origin, he had only needed a few seconds to absorb them, while the one on Spanish have to need a complete day to absorb due to the very few things he could have remembered. So this way everything was soon crumbled away has he run through the basics of everything until 6th grades of that he already knows.

Seeing that he didn't have any more books he then asks to go to the library while in fact also lets him rummage through the near bookstore for higher grades. After two additional weeks, he has caught up with 8th-grade material and thus the progress halt down by simply lack of time. Even with this, he was satisfied. All those years back he was never one for the academic prowess so when he was able to breathe through this curriculum with ease when he was previously struggling at those levels were more than acceptable.

While he pa.s.sed his days in the library acc.u.mulating knowledge, he didn't slack of in the night, using this time to actual material that needs a great time to a.s.similate, using his sleeping hour in the most efficient way. So every night he would decompose shard of different metal, wood, plastics, earth, rock, and the like, slowly building a large data bank.

*****

It's has been now three weeks since my trip to Diagon Alley and the unlocking of the system.

With the help of past Harry memories and mine, my studies time has shown great improvement, and I have a great grasp of further two grade worth of knowledge perfectly a.s.similate. Due to my late-night activities, my knowledge is not only theoretical but practical as well. Reading and experiencing are two completely different thing so while I know the composition of rocks thank books, knowing its molecular arrangement due to the very experience earn manipulating the real thing was completely different. Combining the two was again another level.

So here I am, sitting cross-legged on the ground, at the local park near privet drive, cover by the shade of the trees around me, giving me the privacy I need. In front of me a normal rock that could be found anywhere.

'Your ready CS.'

-Ever since you emit that hypothesis of you, go, to make me wait.-

Taking a deep breath and focussing my mind on what I want to do and the knowledge to do it, I clap my hand, in a familiar position that every otaku would recognize from a certain alchemist, before bringing my left hand down on the rock as if I wanted to crush the rock before lifting it.

The instant my palm came in contact with the rock, I feel something running deep in the ground responding to my call, pulling it instinctively. Instantly two things happen, the first was my two wristband lighting a clear blue and the second was faint lightning-like ark exiting them, connecting my palm, the rock, and the ground. In a second the previous uneven rock lost his shape and transform un a simple rock arrow. The shape wasn't perfect but the result was there, I have realized my first trans.m.u.tation. Before the realization of what just happen to strike me a stream of pop up appears.

-Dude, you don't do thing half-a.s.s.-

"...Yeah" Was the only response that I could give, not my brightest I know but were I to react to that!

"Status"

{[Name: Harrison James Potter]

[Age: 10]

[Race: h.o.m.o magicae]

[STR: 1(-3)] [END: 4(-3)(-3)] [VIT: 4(-3)(-6)] [AGI : 6]

Skill:

[Cooking: A]; [Broom riding: A]; [Parlsemouth: SSS]; [Item pouch: F]

Ability:

[Alchemist: I]+; [a.n.a.lyze: G]

Debuff: