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HP: The Artisan's Path Chapter 97
🕑 Added 2025-01-22 10:35:36 +0000 UTCHi all,
Here’s the first chapter of the week. Harry is focused on uncovering the secrets of the Russian artifacts and also goes to a Quodpot game.
Chapter 97
10th July
Harry stared at the complex array of electronic components spread across his workbench. After a week of practical training at the American Artisan Guild, he still struggled with the basics of integrating magic and technology. The task seemed deceptively simple—enchanting a portable CD player to work within magical fields—yet his every attempt failed.
Maya Chen leant over from the adjacent workbench, her dark braids swinging. "You're approaching it wrong. The containment field needs to be smaller, more focused."
"I know," Harry muttered, watching as his latest attempt sparked and died. The player's display flickered briefly before going dark. "The theory makes sense, but the execution..."
Around them, the other international students seemed to be having more success. Akio had already managed to get his player working, though it only held charge for about ten minutes. Sophia's containment field was stable, even if she hadn't quite worked out the power distribution yet.
"Perhaps if you tried—" Maya began, but Harry waved her off.
"I need to figure this out myself," he said, pulling another CD player from the box of supplies. The Americans seemed to have an endless supply of them for students to practise on.
Elizabeth Chen stood at the back of the workshop, observing the class with sharp eyes. Harry could feel her attention on him, evaluating his progress—or lack thereof. He wondered if she regretted bringing him here, given his apparent inability to grasp their basic techniques.
Harry closed his eyes, mentally reviewing the principles they'd covered. The problem wasn't the magic itself—he could create containment fields easily enough. The challenge lay in making them precise enough to shield the delicate electronics without completely isolating them from the magical energy needed to power the enchantments.
As his mind wandered, he thought about Flux Runes and their ability to adapt and change. The Americans' containment fields were static—unchanging barriers that either blocked magic completely or let it through. But what if...
Harry grabbed his quill and began sketching rapidly. Instead of creating a solid barrier, he designed an array that would act as an interface between magical and electrical energy. The Flux Runes would allow it to adapt dynamically, strengthening or weakening the barrier as needed.
As the last piece fell into place in his mind, he felt the familiar warmth in his right hand. He told the teacher he needed to go to the bathroom. After entering the stall, he retrieved the Source and examined the new skill he unlocked. To his surprise, it wasn’t one skill, but two.
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The host has learned two skills!
[III] Magi-tech 1 [0/1000] - The art of combining magical and technological elements into harmonious systems. This skill allows for the creation of devices that bridge the gap between magical and mundane worlds, enabling technology to function within magical fields and vice versa. This skill synergises with the host’s mundane engineering skills to bring out the best effects.
[II] Electrical Engineering 1 [0/1000] - Understanding of electrical systems, circuit design, and electronic components. This skill enables the creation and modification of electronic devices, as well as the integration of electrical systems with magical enchantments.
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It surprised him that he was learning individual skills for each branch of engineering. But since the subject was so vast and complex, it made sense. It surprised him that it had taken him so long to learn the skills. He had a feeling that he only got the breakthrough because he had the idea of implementing the Flux Runes. As if he was being pushed in that direction.
Harry returned to the classroom and resumed work on the CD player.
The skills he gained had transformed his understanding. He could now see the CD player as both a magical and electrical system—the laser reader requiring precise power regulation, the motor needing consistent current, and the digital display demanding clean signal processing. Each component needed specialised protection while still maintaining its connections to the whole.
With newfound confidence, Harry began sketching a modified containment array. Instead of trying to shield the CD player completely, he designed the field to act more like a membrane, allowing controlled interaction between magical and electrical energies.
He carefully inscribed the new array onto the player's casing, his movements precise and deliberate. When the last rune was in place, he activated the enchantment with a touch of magic.
The CD player's display lit up. Not only was it working, but the laser read the disc perfectly without any interference from the surrounding magical energy. Harry quickly tested it, the opening notes of a rock album filling his headphones with crystal clarity.
He hooked up the power output reader to determine the efficiency and was satisfied with the results.
"How did you do that?" Akio asked, abandoning his project to examine Harry's work. "The power consumption is incredibly efficient."
Before Harry could answer, Elizabeth appeared beside them. She picked up the CD player, studying it with intense interest.
"How is it?" Harry asked.
Elizabeth ran several diagnostic spells over the device. "Based on these readings, it should maintain stability indefinitely. The power draw is minimal, and the field automatically compensates for magical interference. Quite impressive for a first success."
Harry nodded. “I tried a different method from what you taught me. The jury is still out on whether it will work on a larger scale.”
"I’m sure it will,” Elizabeth said. “I wish I could see through your obscuring array to see how you achieved it."
Other students gathered around, examining Harry's work with professional curiosity. He noticed that several of them tried to break his Obscuring Array, but he didn’t care too much. If Elizabeth couldn’t do it he doubted they would be able to.
"I think we've found your breakthrough point," Elizabeth said. "Now that you've grasped the basics, we can move on to the artifacts we found. Do you think you can take a look at them?"
The Americans were still hoping the students would help with their Russian problem. Now that he'd demonstrated some aptitude with Magi-tech, they'd likely increase their efforts to secure his cooperation in finding a way to uncover the technology the Russians were using.
"I'd like to practice more with the CD players first," Harry said. "Make sure this wasn't just a fluke."
Elizabeth smiled. "Of course."
As she walked away to check on other students, Maya nudged Harry's arm. "Mum doesn't give up easily when she wants something. Trust me, I know."
Harry picked up another CD player, already plotting modifications to his design. "I'm counting on it. The more they want my help, the more they'll have to share in return."
Maya's eyebrows rose. "Good on you. My mum can be overbearing at times. Don’t let her take advantage of you.”
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11th July
Harry sat at his workbench in the research lab, examining the collection of Russian artifacts. Despite spending hours studying them, he couldn't make sense of the runic language etched into their surfaces. It wasn't that the arrays were hidden behind an Obscuring Array like his own work—the runes were visible but completely incomprehensible, as if a veil had been draped over them.
He picked up what appeared to be a communication device, turning it over in his hands. The runes seemed to shift and blur before his eyes, refusing to resolve into recognisable patterns.
"Any progress?" Elizabeth asked, appearing beside his workbench.
"None," Harry replied, setting down the device. "I've tried everything in my standard repertoire."
He pulled out an appraisal scroll, knowing it was futile but needing to be thorough. As expected, the scroll provided only basic information. Nothing about the actual enchantments or their purpose.
Elizabeth nodded, unsurprised. "We've had similar results. Whatever method they're using to obscure their work, it's beyond anything we've encountered."
After she left, Harry carefully copied down the incomprehensible arrays into his notebook. Even if he couldn't understand them now, having accurate copies might prove useful later. The work was tedious, requiring precise attention to detail as he sketched each bewildering symbol.
When his eyes began to blur from strain, he packed up his notes and returned to his room. He needed time to think, and he knew exactly how to get it. Harry arranged the Province watches in their triangular formation and settled into the centre.
As the temporal domain formed around him, Harry felt the familiar shift in time dilation. He spread his notes across the floor, studying the copied arrays from every angle. Hours passed in the domain unnoticed as he tried to think of a solution.
The answer continued to elude him until a sudden thought struck—what if this wasn't meant to be understood by normal means?
Acting on instinct, Harry retrieved the Source and began copying the arrays into it. He didn't expect anything to happen, so the appearance of a new task caught him by surprise.
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The host has received a new task!
Task 19: Create an enhanced appraisal scroll capable of analysing Russian artifacts.
Reward: General experience + 250000
Note: The schematic has been added to the Magical Emporium.
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Harry quickly flipped to the Magical Emporium page. There, among the new items available, he found what he was looking for—a schematic for an enhanced appraisal scroll. The price made him wince—2000 points was a significant investment—but he purchased it without hesitation.
Examining the schematic, his initial excitement dimmed. While it provided the basic framework for a more powerful appraisal scroll, several crucial arrays were either incomplete or entirely missing. It wasn't a complete solution, but at least it gave him a starting point.
He studied the schematic more carefully. The existing arrays were far more complex than his original appraisal scroll design, incorporating elements he'd never considered. The gaps in the schematic seemed strategic rather than random as if the Source was challenging him to solve the puzzle himself.
"Of course, it wouldn't be that easy," Harry muttered, running a hand through his hair.
He began making notes, identifying which sections needed to be completed. Some gaps he could potentially fill using his current knowledge.
Checking the time, Harry cancelled the temporal domain. He was almost out of magic. As he stored the Province watches safely away, Harry couldn't help but feel he was on the right track. The Source wouldn't have provided the schematic if solving this puzzle wasn't possible.
For now, though, he needed rest. The mental strain of extended time in the temporal domain, combined with the day's frustrations, left him exhausted. His last thought before sleep claimed him was despite the exhaustion, he now had a path forward to uncovering the Russian artifact's secrets.
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13th July
Harry pushed his breakfast around his plate, only half-listening as Hermione enthusiastically described her visit to Salem.
"The professors were incredibly welcoming," Hermione said. "Their library is fascinating—they have an entire section dedicated to early American magical history that you can't find anywhere else."
"Careful, Hermione," Harry managed a tired smile. "They might be trying to poach you from Hogwarts."
"They would need to poach you as well, Harry," Daphne said, buttering her toast. "Nothing could drag Hermione away from you."
“I’m pretty amazing,” Harry admitted, quickly dodging the bread roll Hermione threw at him.
Harry stifled a yawn. He'd spent another late night working on the new appraisal scroll, and the lack of progress was wearing on him. The schematic's gaps were proving more challenging to fill than he'd anticipated. He had been abusing the temporal domain as well, which only made the days longer.
Elizabeth Chen appeared at their table, accompanied by James Carter. "Harry, could we have a word with you and your grandparents?"
"Whatever you need to say, you can say it here," Harry replied, gesturing to include his girlfriends and the Grangers. "They won't share any secrets."
Elizabeth considered this before nodding. "Very well. We've had more skirmishes on the Pacific island. We're holding them off for now, but their weapons..." She trailed off, sharing a concerned look with James.
"They're evening the odds," James finished. "Despite our superior numbers."
"What's so special about this island?" Harry asked. "The Russians wouldn't risk this much conflict over ordinary materials."
Elizabeth's expression tightened. "That's just it—we don't know. We've searched repeatedly but found nothing that would justify this level of aggression."
Harry frowned, noting the strain in Elizabeth's voice. He wondered how many casualties they'd suffered in these skirmishes.
"Have you made any progress with the runes?" Elizabeth asked. “I have the other students working on it as well but they haven’t made any progress.”
“Did you expect a bunch of teenagers to solve a problem your experts couldn’t?” Charlus asked incredulously.
Elizabeth shrugged. “It’s a long shot.”
“If anyone can solve it, it's Harry,” Gabrielle declared. “I bet he is already working on a solution.”
Everyone’s attention turned to him.
"I'm working on an upgrade to the appraisal scroll," Harry admitted. "But I’ve hit a wall. I don’t know how long it will take to finish it."
Elizabeth’s eyes brightened.
"That's because you're exhausting yourself," Minerva said sharply, studying his tired face. "You need a break."
"Your grandmother is right," Elizabeth agreed, surprising him. "You won't achieve anything if you burn yourself out. I suggest taking a day off to refresh yourself."
James perked up. "I have an idea. Have you ever seen a Quodpot game? There's one scheduled for today."
Harry glanced at his girlfriends, who nodded encouragingly. "I'd like to see it."
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The Boston Bombers faced off against the New York Thunderbolts in what James described as one of the season's most anticipated matches. The stadium, while smaller than a Quidditch pitch, crackled with an energy Harry had never experienced before. The American fans created a wall of sound—chanting, drumming, and using magical noisemakers that sent sparks into the air with each explosion on the field.
A massive floating screen dominated one end of the stadium, showing close-up views of the action and instant replays of particularly spectacular explosions. The camera work was impressive, following the Quod as it passed from player to player with perfect clarity.
"The screen's a recent innovation," James explained, pointing to several camera operators on flying carpets circling the pitch. "Took us years to get the magic-technology integration right."
Harry watched as the Thunderbolts' centre forward barely released the Quod in time, the explosion singeing his broom bristles. The replay showed his panicked expression in crystal-clear detail, drawing laughs from the crowd.
"So the ball explodes if you hold it too long?" Susan asked, wincing as another player miscalculated and was eliminated in a puff of smoke.
"That's right," James confirmed. "Score a point by getting it in the pot before it explodes, or you're out of the game. The Quod's enchantment is time-based but randomised—you never know exactly when it'll go off."
The Bombers were leading by three points when a Thunderbolt chaser lost control of the Quod during a sharp turn. The ball plummeted towards the stands, straight for their section. Harry could see the telltale glow that preceded detonation.
Without hesitation, he activated his Windwalkers. The enchanted boots responded instantly, launching him upward as spectators screamed and ducked. Harry twisted in mid-air, channelling hours of Quidditch training into a perfectly timed spinning kick that connected with the Quod just seconds before it exploded.
The ball soared away from the crowd, detonating harmlessly above the pitch. The stadium erupted in cheers as the giant screen replayed Harry's acrobatic save from multiple angles.
"Show-off," Daphne called up to him, though she was grinning.
Harry landed gracefully back in his seat. "This sport is crazy."
"That was quite impressive," a new voice said. Harry turned to see one of the Bombers' players hovering nearby. "Ever considered trying out Quodpot? We could use reflexes like that."
"Thanks, but I’m from Britain," Harry replied. "Can’t deny the sport looks exciting, though.”
As the match resumed, Harry found himself drawn into the strategy of it. The time pressure of the explosive Quod forced quick decisions and creative plays. It was chaos theory in sporting form, and he could see why it had caught on in America.
The Bombers eventually won by two points, though the final score seemed less important than the spectacular eliminations that had occurred along the way. When the final explosion signalled the end of the match, Harry had to admit the break had done him good. His mind felt clearer, and he even had a new idea about approaching the appraisal scroll's missing arrays. Sometimes stepping away from a problem was the best way to solve it.
"Next time," James said as they filed out of the stadium, "we should get you playing a friendly match with one of the youth teams. Nothing like hands-on experience to appreciate the sport properly."
“That sounds like fun,” Harry said, ignoring his girlfriend's looks of disbelief.
“The sport’s even crazier than Quidditch,” Hermione muttered.
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17th July
Harry placed the final array on the new appraisal scroll. The intricate patterns of runes flowed across the parchment, each line and curve precisely placed. After countless hours of work and numerous failed attempts, he'd finally completed the missing sections of the schematic.
The symbol on his hand heated up. He retrieved the Source and read the new message waiting for him.
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The host has completed a task.
Task 19: Create an enhanced appraisal scroll capable of analysing Russian artifacts.
Reward: General experience + 250000
The host has created a new artifact.
General experience + 50000
All Runic languages experience + 1000
Enhanced Appraisal Scroll
Description: An advanced magical tool capable of analysing items influenced by Fae magic. This scroll can identify and describe previously indecipherable enchantments, revealing hidden properties and activation methods.
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Harry quickly created several more scrolls. He checked his watch—it was late afternoon. He rushed to the lab, clutching the scrolls in his arms.
In the lab, he selected one of the Russian artifacts—a small sphere covered in the previously incomprehensible runes—and placed it on the scroll. The sphere gleamed dully under the laboratory lights, its surface etched with what had once appeared as gibberish.
The text immediately began spreading across the parchment in neat lines. The description confirmed it was a communication device that integrated both magical and electronic components—a sophisticated radio that could transmit encrypted signals through magical interference. The base language was Russian, combining circuit diagrams with runic arrays, but it had been altered by an unknown runic system that twisted and distorted the original meanings. While the scroll couldn't identify this secondary language, Harry had a strong suspicion it originated from the Fae realm, given what they knew about Baba Yaga.
He worked through the remaining artifacts methodically, documenting each one's purpose and activation phrases. There were surveillance devices that combined magical scrying with digital recording, weapon enhancers that amplified both magical and kinetic energy, and even what appeared to be a crude electromagnetic pulse generator modified to disrupt magical fields. Each piece showcased an advanced understanding of integrating technology with magic, though the principles differed significantly from American methods.
Without wasting time, Harry gathered his findings and headed for Elizabeth's office. After a brief knock, he entered to find Elizabeth meeting with the three MACUSA officials—Sarah Martinez, Jacob Crawford, and William Wallace.
"What can we do for you, Harry?" Elizabeth asked, noting his evident excitement.
Harry laid the scrolls on her desk, spreading them out carefully. "I finished the new and improved appraisal scroll. Here are the descriptions of the Russian artifacts, complete with activation phrases and operational parameters."
The four Americans bent over the scrolls, reading intently. Their expressions shifted from curiosity to growing excitement as they absorbed the information. Elizabeth's fingers traced the Russian phrases, while William made rapid notes in a small notebook.
"This is a major breakthrough," Elizabeth said, looking up with renewed energy. "We now know how these artifacts work, which means we can not only counter them but use them against the Federation. These activation phrases alone are worth their weight in gold."
William nodded firmly. "If we can obtain more of these artifacts, it's going to reduce the Russians' offensive capabilities immensely. They've been relying on our inability to understand their technology."
"Harry, this is amazing," Sarah said, studying one of the scrolls detailing a shield projector. "But what do you think this unknown runic language is? Our experts have never seen anything like it."
"Well, I suspect it's not a language in itself but something that alters other languages to change their properties and make them unrecognisable," Harry explained, pointing to specific sections of text. "Since we already know that Baba Yaga is a deity, it's safe to assume it's something from the Fae realm."
Elizabeth straightened, gathering the scrolls carefully. "Harry, thank you. We will take this to our superiors immediately. Now that we can use these artifacts, I imagine there's going to be a major operation in the near future to acquire more of them. Can you make us some more scrolls? We'll need one for each new artifact we acquire."
Harry nodded. "I can get started immediately."
"Why don't you just sell us the schematic, Harry?" Sarah suggested. "We're prepared to offer a good price for it."
Harry frowned, considering his words carefully. "It's not the schematic itself I'm concerned about but what goes into them. The components are... sensitive. I have to decline. But I will make them a priority for you for the next few days. You only need to identify new artifacts you come across, right?"
"That will be helpful, Harry," Elizabeth said. "We will pay you for each scroll you make, of course. Just name your price."
"You may regret saying that later," Harry replied.
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21st July
Harry and Maya sat hunched over their workbench, surrounded by electronic components. Their project—a small robotic assistant—was taking shape between them. The chassis was about the size of a shoebox, constructed from magically reinforced titanium alloy that they'd spent three days tempering to accept both electronic and magical modifications.
The workshop around them buzzed with activity as other students worked on their own projects, but Harry and Maya had claimed a corner workspace away from the others. After their last prototype had developed a tendency to shoot sparks at nearby electronic equipment, they'd decided some isolation was prudent.
"Pass me the servo motor," Harry said, carefully etching a containment field onto the robot's main circuit board. The runes had to be precise—one wrong line could cause the magical and electronic components to interact catastrophically. Maya handed him the component, then returned to programming the control crystal.
"Are you sure about mixing these experimental runes with standard electronic controls?" Maya asked, glancing at his work. "The unpredictability factor could cause issues. Remember what happened when Akio tried something similar?"
"That's why we're starting small," Harry replied, thinking of the smoking crater that had once been Akio's attempt at a magical smartphone. "Better to have a rogue shoebox than something larger."
He'd proposed this project partly out of genuine interest in robotics, but primarily as a stepping stone toward understanding the principles he'd need for his future projects. The Flux Automaton blueprint remained his ultimate goal, though that was something he kept to himself.
"There," Maya said, setting down her tools. "The crystal's programmed with basic movement and response patterns. Should be able to handle simple commands and adapt to its environment." She had written the base code herself, incorporating magical triggers that would allow Harry's runic modifications to interact with the programming.
Harry finished the last rune and sat back, examining their work. The robot looked deceptively simple—its plain metal exterior hiding layers of complex integration between magical and electronic systems. They'd spent days just working out how to make his modified runes work with the digital control systems, creating buffer zones and feedback loops that would prevent magical surges from frying the circuitry.
"Ready to test it?" he asked, running through their safety checklist one final time.
Shield charms were in place around the workbench, and their emergency shutdown crystal was primed and ready.
Maya nodded, though she kept her wand ready. Their last test had resulted in the prototype developing an unfortunate tendency to chase people while making angry beeping noises. They'd had to corner it in the supply closet before Harry could deactivate it.
Harry activated the power crystal. The robot hummed to life, lights blinking across its surface in seemingly random patterns as the various systems came online. The runes glowed softly as they integrated with the electronic signals flowing through the circuits.
"Basic movement test," Maya commanded, her voice clear and precise.
The robot rolled forward smoothly on its treads, then executed a perfect turn before returning to its starting position. No sparks, no explosions, and most importantly, no sign of homicidal tendencies. The integration between magical and electronic systems appeared seamless.
"Now for the adaptive response," Harry said. He placed a small obstacle in the robot's path. "Navigate around this."
Instead of simply going around the obstacle, the robot paused. Its sensors scanned the object, and the runes pulsed as they processed the information. Then, to their surprise, it extended a small manipulator arm they hadn't programmed and picked up the obstacle, moving it aside.
"That's... new," Maya said slowly, checking her code. "Your runes must be interacting with the base programming somehow. It created a new subroutine entirely on its own."
"That's what I was hoping for," Harry grinned, careful not to reveal too much about the Flux Runes' capabilities. "The magical integration allows it to adapt its responses."
They spent the next hour putting the robot through various tests, documenting how the runic arrays affected its behaviour and decision-making processes. Each challenge revealed new adaptations as the magical and electronic systems worked in harmony.
"The potential applications are incredible," Maya said, watching the robot reorganise their tool bench more efficiently than they ever had. "These modified runes of yours could revolutionize magical automation. Where did you learn to create them?"
"Just something I've been developing," Harry replied vaguely. "Though there's still a lot to figure out before we can scale up to anything larger."
The success of the Flux Runes in this small project gave him hope for the Flux Automaton, but that was a secret he'd kept to himself for now. The Americans were already too interested in his work—no need to give them more reasons to pry.
The door opened, admitting Elizabeth Chen accompanied by Harry's grandparents.
"You kids never cease to amaze me," Elizabeth said, examining the robot.
"How did the operation go?" Harry asked, noting their good mood.
"We've secured the island," Elizabeth replied. "The enhanced appraisal scrolls proved invaluable—being able to understand and counter their artifacts turned the tide decisively."
“Glad to hear it.”
"Which brings us to why we're here," Elizabeth continued. "We're organising an expedition to properly explore the island, now that it's secure. Given your contributions to this success, we'd like you to join us."
Harry's eyebrows rose. "What exactly are you hoping to find?"
"That's just it—we don't know," Elizabeth admitted. "The Russians were desperate to claim it, but our initial surveys haven't revealed anything extraordinary. We're hoping a fresh perspective might help."
"When would this expedition take place?"
"In three days," Minerva said. "We've already discussed the timing—it won't interfere with your other commitments here."
Harry glanced at his robot, still industriously organising the workbench. The project had taught him valuable lessons about integrating Flux Runes with technology, but a mysterious island that had sparked an international magical conflict? That was too intriguing to pass up.
"Count me in," he said. "Though I'd like to bring my girlfriends if possible."
"Of course," Elizabeth agreed readily. “Maya, would you be interested in joining as well? Your expertise could be useful."
Maya's face lit up. "Absolutely!"
As they discussed the expedition details, Harry's mind was already racing with preparations. Whatever had drawn the Russians to this island had to be significant. If Baba Yaga was interested enough to risk open conflict with MACUSA, there must be something special about the place.
So, what do you think? In the next chapter, Harry explores the island and comes across something unexpected.
Thanks for reading.
