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Nova chuckled, arms crossed as he leaned back, watching the chaos unfold like an amused spectator. "Well, looks like you're saved—for now."
Hermione, still red-faced from earlier embarrassment, let out a sharp exhale and placed both hands on her hips. "Thank Merlin."
She turned to Nova, shooting him a glare that could have peeled paint off a wall. She was still bristling from his earlier antics, and the smug look on his face did not help matters.
"You're insufferable," she huffed.
Nova grinned. "And yet, you'd be bored without me."
Harry groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Let's just get this over with before Nova finds another way to traumatize us."
"Oh, c'mon," Nova said, slinging an arm around Harry's shoulder. "You make it sound like I go looking for ways to mess with you."
Hermione raised an eyebrow. "You do."
Harry nodded. "Religiously."
Nova gasped dramatically. "How dare you. I am nothing if not a professional."
"A professional menace," Hermione shot back.
Nova laughed, holding up his hands. "Alright, alright! Back to business before Hermione explodes."
She scoffed but crossed her arms, still watching him suspiciously.
The system mobile flickered to life, displaying the final results. The holographic screen hovered before them, casting a faint glow over their faces.
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[OPTIMAL ALIEN DNA MATCHES]
For: Harry Potter
→ FEEDBACK HYBRIDIZATION
→ GRAVATON
For: Hermione Granger
→ GALVAN
→ CEREBROCRUSTACEAN
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Harry stared at the list before slowly looking up at Nova. "...Okay, I know I should probably be more concerned about this, but—what in Merlin's name is Feedback?"
Nova's smirk widened. "Oh, I'm so glad you asked." He snapped his fingers, and a holographic projection of Feedback appeared—an alien with black, circuit-like skin, glowing green eyes, and energy tendrils sprouting from his back.
"Feedback is an energy-absorbing bio-electric entity. Essentially, a walking battery with a ridiculously high voltage limit," Nova explained. "And lucky you, this means you'd become a hybrid of human and energy manipulator."
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FEEDBACK HYBRIDIZATION (AFTER FUSION)
→ Energy Absorption – "You'll be able to absorb electrical, and other energy types—storing, redirecting, or converting them into raw power. But not magic spells, you can absorb magic but not magicspells, entirely."
→ Energy Redirection – "Fire absorbed energy as beams or pulses. Someone blasts you with lightning? Send it right back—stronger. You see a fire, absorb and become a flaming man."
→ Enhanced Durability – "Energy coursing through your body reinforces your physical form, but you're still human, so don't go punching mountains."
→ Spell Enhancement - " You can increase the power of our spells by supplying more energy to it.
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Side Effects & Weaknesses:
Harry's eyebrow twitched. "Of course, there's a downside."
Nova held up a finger. "Several, actually."
→ No Kinetic Absorption – "Energy is your thing, not brute force. A solid punch? Still gonnahurt."
→ Energy Overload – "Absorb too much energy too fast? You either short-circuit or explode. Try to avoid that."
→ Wild Magic Absorption – "Unstable magic? You can take it in, but it's risky to absorb too much magic. Otherwise, you might spit out random spells like a broken wand."
→ Conductivity Weakness – "While absorbing energy, you become more conductive. If someone slips in a nasty curse with their attack, you might just amplify it instead and throw it back or to your friends."
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Harry stared at the screen, rubbing his temples. "...Okay, let's get this straight. I can absorb energy, redirect it, and get a temporary power boost from it."
Nova nodded, grinning. "Correct."
"But," Harry continued, pointing at the list, "I can't absorb physical attacks, I risk exploding if I overdo it, and—" his eyes narrowed, "if someone throws a cursed energy blast at me, I might accidentally boost it instead of stopping it?"
Nova clapped his hands together. "Ding ding ding! Someone give this man a prize."
Harry groaned. "Brilliant. So, in summary, I have a flashy new power set, but if I mess up, I either short-circuit, get hexed twice as hard, or explode like a magical firework."
Nova patted his shoulder. "Pretty much. Welcome to the wonderful world of not dying horribly—if you play your cards right."
Hermione, arms crossed, was already analyzing. "How much energy can he absorb at once?"
Nova hummed. "That depends. Small spells, lightning bolts, even moderate magical blasts—those are fine. But if you try to absorb, say, Fiendfyre or a direct bolt from Zeus? Hope you enjoy incineration as a concept."
Harry gave him a blank stare. "So... just casual god-tier attacks, no big deal."
Nova grinned. "You'd be surprised how often people underestimate that sort of thing."
Hermione frowned. "And the whole 'wild magic absorption' issue—what exactly happens if Harry absorbs unstable magic?"
Nova smirked. "Think of it like eating something really sketchy. You might digest it fine, or you might start spewing out random spells like a broken wand having a stroke."
Harry paled. "I could randomly vomit magic?"
Nova shrugged. "Worse, you might end up hexing yourself. Imagine trying to absorb a random burst of chaotic magic and suddenly sprouting extra limbs, turning blue, or accidentally summoning a demon."
Harry groaned and dragged a hand down his face. "Fantastic. So if something goes wrong, I'll either fry myself, double-curse myself, or turn into a human disaster."
Hermione hummed. "So basically… you're a magical lightning rod with a gambling problem."
Nova burst out laughing. "Oh, that's good. That's really good."
Harry scowled. "I hate both of you."
Nova wiped a tear from his eye. "Oh, c'mon, mate. It's not all bad! Look at the bright side—"
Harry cut him off. "Oh? There's a bright side to this potential death trap?"
Nova smirked. "Duh. You're now one of the best elementalmage killers out there. Someone tries to fry you with lightning? You fire it back twice as hard. You're a walking counterspell with attitude."
Harry paused. "...Okay. That does sound cool."
Hermione sighed. "Please don't encourage him."
Nova grinned. "Oh, I absolutely will."
Harry rubbed his chin. "Wait—what about electrical energy? Could I absorb and use that?"
Nova nodded. "Yup. If there's an electrical current nearby, you could literally plug yourself into it and recharge."
Harry's eyes widened. "So… I could stick my finger in a wall socket and power up?"
Nova's smirk turned wicked. "Technically? Yes."
Hermione gasped. "Nova, don't give him ideas!"
Harry's face lit up like Christmas. "I have to try this."
Hermione grabbed his arm. "You absolutely do not!"
Nova just chuckled. "Relax, Granger. He'd probably just get a minor jolt—unless he's dumb enough to try an actual power plant."
Harry blinked. "...How much could I absorb from a power plant?"
Hermione's jaw dropped. "Harry James Potter, do not—"
Nova cackled. "Oh, I love where this is going."
Harry crossed his arms, thoughtful. "So, hypothetically, if I found, say, an entire lightning storm…"
Hermione groaned. "Why are you like this?"
Nova smirked. "Because deep down, he knows he was born to be an overpowered menace."
Harry grinned. "And that, my friend, is entirely accurate."
Hermione sighed, massaging her temples. "I regret everything."
Nova clapped his hands. "Alright! Now that we've traumatized Granger, shall we move on to Gravaton?"
Harry exhaled sharply. "Right. Time to find out if I'm also a gravity wizard."
Nova pulled up the next screen, the holographic display shifting again.
"Brace yourself, Potter. This one's wild."
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GRAVATON
→ Gravity Manipulation – Can alter gravity around himself and others. He can make someone feel like they weigh nothing or pin them down like a boulder.
→ Weight Control – Can make himself light as a feather or heavy as a mountain, allowing him to jump extreme distances, walk on vertical surfaces, or become nearly immovable.
→ Enhanced Strength & Durability – The stronger his control, the tougher he gets. By increasing his personal gravity, his muscles and bones become denser, allowing him to tank hits and deliver devastating blows.
→ Gravity Shockwaves – By rapidly fluctuating gravitational forces, he can create concussive shockwaves that knock enemies back or disrupt incoming attacks.
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Side Effects & Weaknesses:
→ Balance Issues – Constant gravitational shifts might make balance very tricky at first. He might stumble, fall sideways, or even float unexpectedly.
→ Overuse Fatigue – Adjusting gravity requires stamina. Using it too much can leave him exhausted—or worse, stuck at an inconvenient weight until he recovers.
→ Accidental Orbiting – Ifhe loses control of his personal gravity, he could end up flinging himself uncontrollably through the air. Possibly into space.
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Harry frowned, arms crossed as he absorbed all of this. "So, basically, I'd have a really weird relationship with gravity."
Nova smirked. "Oh, absolutely. You could walk on walls, suspend people midair, even crush things into dust if you get the hang of it."
Harry considered this. "Sounds… less explosive than the first one."
Nova grinned. "Depends. If you really mess up, you might accidentally send yourself into orbit."
Harry's expression froze. "...What?"
Hermione paled. "Nova."
Nova's grin widened. "Hey, at least you'd technically be flying!"
Harry groaned, rubbing his temples. "I hate you."
Nova clapped him on the back. "Oh, don't be like that! Think of the possibilities—imagine Voldemort's face when you just yeet him into the stratosphere!"
Harry paused. "...Okay, that does sound fun."
Hermione shot him a look. "Harry!"
"What? If I have to deal with this madness, I may as well use it creatively." He smirked at Nova. "You did say I could crush things into dust, right?"
Nova nodded enthusiastically. "Hell yeah! Wanna collapse a room with a gravity pulse? Wanna punch a guy so hard he implodes? Wanna make Malfoy do a graceful midair spin? This power is perfect for you!"
Harry blinked. "Did you just say 'implode'?"
Nova coughed. "Minor detail. Moving on!"
Hermione massaged her forehead. "Moving on?! Nova, you just gave him the ability to accidentally launch himself into space or crush people into a singularity—how are we supposed to move on from that?!"
Nova waved her off. "Oh, relax. He'll probably be fine."
Harry gave Nova a flat look. "Probably?"
Nova grinned. "I'd say, like… 80% chance you won't end up floating helplessly in the exosphere."
Harry glared. "You do not understand how probability works."
Nova winked. "Oh, I do. I just love watching you panic."
Harry groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Fantastic. So either I fry myself with Feedback powers or I launch myself into the great beyond with Gravaton. What a lovely set of options."
Nova snickered. "Oh, don't be so dramatic. At least you're not stuck with something boring like super-speed or enhanced smell."
Harry raised an eyebrow. "You do realize not being able to randomly explode or defy gravity sounds very appealing, right?"
Nova smirked. "Nah, where's the fun in that? Besides, once you get the hang of it, you'll be terrifying. Imagine facing some Dark Wizard and just casually increasing their gravity so they can't even lift their wand."
Harry hummed. "Okay, that actually does sound useful." He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "And I suppose levitating Malfoy and flipping him upside down would be fun.."
Before he could finish, he saw a nasty smile on Nova's face and internally shouted NO! This chaotic bastard is gonna...
Nova with a smile said," Well if you could control gravity, you can create an gravity free zone and float in their and play various games."
Harry narrowed his eyes," Indeed I could and..".
Nova's grin widened. "And if you create a gravity-free zone around girls? You know, they do wear skirts and all…"
A heavy silence followed.
Harry felt a shiver run down his spine. Slowly, very slowly, he turned his head toward Hermione, who had frozen mid-breath. Her expression was deceptively neutral—calm, even—but her eyes? Her eyes looked like they could flay a man alive.
Abort mission. Abort mission.
Harry cleared his throat. "Nova—"
Nova was not finished. "I mean, just think about it. One little flick of magic, and suddenly—boom! Free show. Thongs, lace, satin, maybe a little frilly number for the innocent ones…"
Hermione's fingers twitched. "Nova."
Nova hummed, pretending to think. "I wonder if house colors apply. Do Slytherin girls wear green? Gryffindor girls red? And Ravenclaws? Bet they go for something classy—silk, maybe. Intelligent girls like to keep things interesting."
Hermione inhaled sharply. "I swear on every book I own—"
Nova kept going. "But the real surprise? The Hufflepuffs. Quiet ones are always the kinkiest—"
"NOVA!" Hermione snapped, her face now thoroughly red.
Nova grinned. "Oh, come on, Granger. Don't tell me you've never wondered—"
"I have not and I am a girl."
Harry, desperate to change the subject, threw out the first thing that popped into his head. "Slytherin girls wear green, um, on Mond—"
Oh no.
The second the words left his mouth, he felt his soul exit his body. His brain was screaming at him to shut up, to rewind time, to do anything—but it was far too late.
Nova's grin stretched wide like a predator that just found its favorite meal. "Oh? On Mondays?"
Hermione's head snapped toward Harry, her eyes narrowing into deadly slits. "Harry. James. Potter."
Harry immediately panicked. "No! I meant—it was just—a random—!"
Nova leaned forward, his expression dripping with pure amusement. "Sooo… you're telling me you've done research on Slytherin girls' underwear schedule?"
Harry choked on air. "WHAT!? NO!"
Nova let out a thoughtful hum. "Interesting. That would mean you've seen it more than once. Can't know a pattern if it's just a one-time thing, yeah?"
Harry's entire face was on fire. "I HAVEN'T SEEN—"
"No, no, no," Nova cut him off with a knowing smirk. "Now we gotta know, mate. Are we talking classic lace? Silk? Maybe something a little riskier—like satin with a little slit?"
Harry whimpered. "PLEASE STOP TALKING."
Nova ignored him completely, his voice downright sinful now. "Or maybe they're the adventurous type… crotchless? G-strings? Something so small it's practically floss?"
Harry wanted to die. "WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS!?"
"Just a concerned friend, really," Nova said with a mock-serious nod. "I mean, you seem pretty well-informed. Is there a color rotation? Maybe green for Mondays, black for Wednesdays? Red for a 'special occasion' kinda vibe?"
Hermione dragged both hands down her face, inhaled sharply, and muttered, "This is the single worst conversation I've ever been part of."
Nova wasn't done. "Ooooh, do they do little themed sets? Maybe a cute little snake pattern? House pride and all."
"STOP TALKING!" Harry begged. "FOR THE LOVE OF MERLIN, JUST STOP TALKING!"
Nova grinned. "Not until you tell us— how about I give you a free minor wish chance, just tell me the story. How did you find the knicker schdeule of slytheirns."
Nova clapped his hands together, grinning like Christmas had come early. "Alright, Potter. Spill. And make it good."
Harry swallowed hard, realizing there was no way out of this. Nova was staring at him like a predator who had cornered its prey, and Hermione—oh, Merlin help him—Hermione looked like she was two seconds away from hexing his entire bloodline. His mind raced. There was no way Nova wouldn't dig the truth out eventually, so… might as well get something out of it, right?
He let out a long, suffering sigh and looked Nova dead in the eye. "A minor wish, you said?"
Nova's smirk widened. "Ahhh, now we're talking! That's the spirit, Potter. Haggle like your dignity depends on it—because it does."
Hermione, who had been pinching the bridge of her nose through the entire exchange, finally lost it. "ARE YOU SERIOUSLY HAGGLING OVER KNICKERS SECRETS!?"
Harry shot her a look. "Hermione. You know he's going to find out one way or another. At least this way, I get something out of it."
She threw her hands in the air. "THAT IS NOT THE POINT!"
Harry sighed again, rubbing his temples. "Fine. One minor wish, and I'll tell you what happened."
"Two."
"One."
"One and a half," Nova countered smoothly.
Harry blinked. "How the hell do you get half a wish?"
Nova grinned. "I get to ask for something else later, but you can veto it if it's too insane."
Harry groaned. "You're making up rules as you go."
"Welcome to business, mate."
Hermione's eye twitched violently. "Are you seriously bartering over—"
Harry cut her off, sighing dramatically. "Fine. One and a half."
Nova clapped his hands. "Excellent! Now spill."
Harry leaned back, exhaling slowly, as if resigning himself to fate. "It was second year. My Parseltongue ability had just come out, and, well… not everyone saw it as terrifying. Some found it… fascinating."
Nova hummed, eyes gleaming. "Oh, I like where this is going."
Hermione folded her arms, glaring. "I don't."
Harry ignored her. "One day, I got jumped—well, 'invited'—by a few older Slytherin girls. Six, maybe seven of them. All sixth and seventh years. They locked me in a room, summoned a snake, and told me to 'perform.'"
Nova let out a low whistle. "Damn, straight to the initiation ritual, huh? What was the dress code after the performance? Or… lack thereof?"
Hermione choked. "NOVA!"
Harry cleared his throat. "Let's just say they weren't exactly dressed for a duel. It was… educational. Hands-on learning, if you will."
Nova grinned. "Oh, I bet. Sooo… what exactly were you 'teaching' them?"
Harry smirked slightly, finally leaning into it. "Well, they were very eager to know how Parseltongue worked. Very… hands-on with their curiosity. Asked a lot of questions. Wanted to see if my tongue was, you know, different."
Nova burst out laughing. "Oh, those dirty little witches. Let me guess—they didn't just want verbal lessons, did they?"
Harry exhaled. "They were… very thorough in their studies. Lots of practical demonstrations. Multiple times. With lots of enthusiasm and I got very wet, some even showers."
Hermione's face was so red she looked ready to explode. "You're both disgusting."
Nova was grinning like a devil. "So, these 'multiple demonstrations'… did they, ah, 'reward' good performance?"
Harry chuckled, shaking his head. "Let's just say they had a unique way of showing… appreciation. And once they were satisfied with my 'fluency' in the language, they figured I deserved something in return."
Nova leaned forward eagerly. "And that's when they gave you the knicker schedule?"
Harry smirked. "Oh, they didn't just tell me about it."
Nova let out a deep, appreciative laugh. "You lucky, lucky bastard."
Hermione looked like she was ready to combust. "I hate this. I hate both of you. I hate everything about this conversation."
Nova turned to her with an innocent smile. "Oh, come on, Granger. It's just a little… cultural exchange. Slytherins are all about house unity, after all."
"House unity my arse!" Hermione snapped. "They were grooming him!"
Harry snorted. "Oh, trust me, they didn't have to try very hard."
Hermione made a noise that sounded like pure agony, throwing up her hands in exasperation. "I'm done. I'm absolutely done."
Nova chuckled, shaking his head. "Nah, you love it. Admit it, Granger—deep down, you're curious."
Hermione glared at him with enough intensity to melt steel. "I will hex you into next week."
Nova just laughed harder. "Totally worth it and Harry you continue, be little detailed."
Harry's smirk deepened as he let the tension build, reveling in Nova's anticipation. He leaned forward slightly, lowering his voice to a near whisper.
"They wanted to know… exactly how it felt. The vibrations, the way the tongue moves when forming words, the way it—"
"STOP!" Hermione shrieked, her hands slamming over her ears as her face turned an alarming shade of red.
Nova, on the other hand, was eating this up. "Oh, Potter, you sly, slithering bastard. You're telling me you gave them a… private tutoring session?"
Harry made a thoughtful hum, tapping his chin. "Well, let's just say they were very… dedicated students. Extremely enthusiastic about improving their understanding of Parseltongue. And their practical application skills? Impressive."
Nova let out a loud cackle, clapping his hands. "I KNEW IT! You got the snake prince harem initiation and no one even suspected it! My guy!"
Hermione, meanwhile, looked like she was having an out-of-body experience. "I regret every decision that led me to this moment," she muttered.
Nova wasn't done. "So, I'm guessing these… advanced language lessons led to the discovery of the infamous Slytherin knicker schedule?"
Harry let out a dramatic sigh. "Look, when you're locked in a room with that many Slytherin girls—who, might I add, plan things—you tend to pick up on certain details. Turns out, house pride doesn't stop at scarves and ties."
Nova wiped away a fake tear. "A beautiful system. Efficient. Organized. Sexy. Slytherins truly are the intellectuals of Hogwarts."
Hermione, unable to take any more, turned to leave. "I am removing myself from this nightmare."
Nova called after her. "You're just mad Gryffindors don't have a matching set schedule!"
Hermione spun on her heel, eyes blazing. "That's because we have dignity! I am going to drink water... To cool myslef before I..."
Nova wiggled his eyebrows. "Dignity or inconsistency?"
Hermione stormed off, muttering something about hexing both of them into oblivion.
Harry sighed, shaking his head. "You know she's going to kill us later, right?"
Nova shrugged. "Worth it." He threw an arm around Harry's shoulder, still grinning like a madman. "But I have to ask… was there a 'special occasion' color?"
Harry smirked. "Oh, wouldn't you like to know."
Nova groaned. "You can't tease me like that!"
Harry simply chuckled while Nova to cackled in admiration.
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