Chapter seven (HPOCSI1)

:Author's Note: This is where you can see where I started recycling a Gamer! fic with old dialogue.
September 1st, 1994.
It was September first once again and Percy was sequestered on the Hogwarts Express, avoiding firsties and other annoying people, and already having drained 350,000 MP and Health from the other students.
Thankfully Percy remained undisturbed until he arrived in the Great Hall where after the start-of-term feast Dumbledore announced the Triwizard Tournament, to Percy's disapproval. At least Percy had mimicked Dumbledore's skill in Transfiguration.
"Are you gonna try getting past Dumbledore's defenses, Percy?" Michael Corner asked.
"No," Percy replied, not seeing the point in the tournament.
"Eternal glory, though. You'd have a real chance of winning glory for Ravenclaw." Michael said.
"Name one previous winner of the tournament," Percy replied in amusement.
No one. Literally no one could name one.
"Eternal glory? I don't think so." Percy quipped, amusing those nearby. "Cheating to get in would only get me bad press and these competitions are for the merely above-average to have something meaningful in their meaningless lives so that they can forget that they'll never be remembered liked Merlin, Morgana le Fay, the four founders, Gellert Grindelwald, Dumbledore, Nicolas Flamel, or Herpo the Foul." It spoke volumes of the Ravenclaw houses arrogance that none of them realized they were included in that insult.
"Or Harry Potter," Cho Chang added.
Percy rolled his eyes, Harry was a second rate wizard at best and that was being generous.
Once Ravenclaw Tower was all asleep, Percy entered an empty ID and then traveled to the Room of Requirement where he quickly entered the Room of Hidden Things.
Locating Ravenclaw's Diadem took a few hours, but Percy soon found and cleansed it, gaining himself a new prize.
Quest Completed!
Destroy the Diadem Horcrux after Voldemort turns Nagini into one:
Rewards: 250,000 XP, Rowena Ravenclaw's Diadem, a chance to loot the Room of Hidden Things, access to a new quest with three Founder artifacts.'''
New quest unlocked!
Collect the Founder's artifacts: You have to either collect all of them or turn in an incomplete quest for partial rewards. Requires three Founder artifacts to get quest notice.
Rewards 1,000,000 XP per item; 4,000,000 XP.'''
"That was helpful," Percy said, pleased with the opportunity for four million XP.
With his quest and looting done, Percy sneaked back into Ravenclaw Tower with no one the wiser.
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October 30th, 1994.
The last month had been good for Percy. He mimicked Voldemort's amazing Unsupported Flight ability, Dumbledore's Charm's knowledge, skill, and experience, and then Voldemort's Transfiguration knowledge, skill and experience... Percy really wanted to create artificial limbs and cool silver shields.
Percy had finally sorted out his loot from the Room of Requirement and he was incredibly pleased with his haul... Ability Disks, Skill Disks, book; some rare, and a trunk full of jewels. Percy used the Ability Disk's to get 89 Physical Endurance and 91 Physical Endurance (Magic) and 89 Magic Regeneration.
In preparation for the upcoming war, Percy tried spending all the points of future Voldemort supporters and those of people that he merely disliked. Getting 500 STR, VIT, DEX, INT, WIS, LUC, and Charisma was very nice.
And then there were the skills.
Getting 500 in Kissing got those three skills each 500 and lets face it, Percy had problems and he was way too good at being a teenage boy.
Getting 500 Wandless Magic? Percy unlocked a God-level Perk and he could perform any spell wandlessly with minimal energy wasted.
Getting level 150 in Non-verbal Magic was a given... and then Percy got it to 500. Percy could flawlessly use non-verbal magic, even with wandless magic, and completely avoid wand usage. It was an amazing secret weapon.
Using others Perk Points Percy had purchased a very useful new perk...
Enhanced Lifespan: The ability to live for over 250 years extra unless you are mortally wounded.
Requires: 600,000 Magic Points and 600,000 Health.
Percy was hoping that there were others attainable at higher MP and Health points, but he was resigned to waiting until after the Triwizard Tournament.
The students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang had just arrived at Hogwarts and everyone was settled in the Great Hall.
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and most importantly guests," Augusta said politely. "I have great pleasure in welcoming you all to Hogwarts. I hope that your stay here will be both comfortable and enjoyable."
One of the Beauxbatons girls still clutching a muffler around her head gave what was unmistakably a derisive laugh. Dumbledore chose to ignore the appalling behavior and continued.
"The tournament will be officially opened after the feast," Dumbledore said. "I now invite you all to eat, drink, and make yourselves at home!" He sat down, and Percy watched as Karkaroff leant forward at once and engaged him in conversation.
Percy focused on eating and people watching; spying on peoples stats. Fleur Delacour had beauty, brains, and plenty of power and her stats proved it... she was a must for his Lady McKinnon. Percy decided to chat her up some later.
The remainder of the feast passed in relative silence for everyone and Dumbledore stood up.
"The moment has come," Dumbledore said. "The Triwizard Tournament is about to start. I would like to say a few words of explanation before we bring in the casket just to clarify the procedure that we will be following this year. But first, let me introduce, for those of you who do not know them, Mr. Bartemious Crouch, Head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation" - there was a smattering of polite applause from the Great Hall- "and Mr. Ludo Bagman, Head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports." Percy rolled his eyes when Bagman was given a much louder applause due to his fame.
Dumbledore continued, informing the Hall of the hard work Crouch and Bagman had done to make the tournament possible, and that Bagman and Crouch would be on the panel of judges.
"The casket please, Mr Filch." Dumbledore finally said, and Filch brought it forward. "There will be three tasks spaced throughout the school year, and they will test the champions in many different ways... their magical prowess, their daring, their powers of deduction, and, of course, their ability to cope with danger." At his last word, there was absolute silence...
"Each school shall have one champion, and they will be marked on how well they perform each of the tasks and the champion with the highest total points after the third task will win the Triwizard Cup. The champions will be chosen by an impartial selector: the Goblet of Fire." Dumbledore said, keeping things short and to the point. He drew his wand and magically removed the Goblet of Fire, placing it on top of the casket.
"Anybody wishing to submit themselves as a champion must write their name and school clearly upon a slip of parchment and drop it into the goblet," Dumbledore said. "You have twenty-four hours to do so. Tomorrow night, Halloween, the goblet will reveal its choices of the most worthy to represent their schools."
After some final warnings, they were all dismissed.
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Percy enjoyed watching people enter themselves, but he wasn't at all impressed by Angelina Johnson from Gryffindor, Cedric Diggory from Hufflepuff, or Cassius Warrington from Slytherin. None of them were really anything special and Percy realized that this was why magicals like Dumbledore and Voldemort seemed to be such godlike beings... everyone else was just way weaker. Percy continued reading while everyone else waited the remaining minute for the Goblet to finish up; indifferent to the tournament and it's tasks, which Percy had already realized weren't all that difficult.
Dumbledore dimmed the lights and Percy marked his place and closed his book.
Viktor Krum was chosen for Durmstrang.
Fleur Delacour was chosen for Beauxbatons, and Percy applauded politely and whispered congratulations to her, which none of her fellow students had done. Sadly, Percy had been unable to flirt with her since last night and he was hoping that his self-control would draw her in.
Cedric Diggory was chosen for Hogwarts, and Percy merely rolled his eyes. Cedric was exceptional at Charms and above-average at other fields, but he wasn't anything special.
Dumbledore began his speech, but soon he and everyone were distracted by the fire in the goblet turning red once more. He caught the parchment with Harry Potter's name on it, eyes widening in surprise, and he called out Harry's name.
Harry sat, stunned, as everyone turned to look at him. Harry tried assuring Ron and Hermione that he didn't put his name in, but they both just stared blankly back. Percy sent his father a Patronus message and rose and tapped Harry's shoulder. "Don't worry, I know that you didn't put your name in. You aren't a cheater, even if most probably think that you are right now." Percy cast a subtle Compulsion on Granger as part of a plan of his.
"I sent father a Patronus message and he'll be here soon," Percy reassured.
Dumbledore called Harry up again and Harry went with Percy joining him and silencing Dumbledore and McGonagall's objections. "This is a consequence of your incompetence and you really don't wanna burn this bridge right now after your incompetent safeguards endangering students."
Insults were directed at Harry and Percy made a note of the people making them. They entered the side chamber.
"What is it?" Fleur asked. "Do zey want us back in ze hall?"
"No someone put Harry in as an attempt to get him killed without even getting their hands dirty. Harry has to sit through this until our solicitors can review the contract and get him out of it." Percy replied boredly. "It shouldn't be too hard, whoever put his name in didn't know his full name." Bagman came in, tried grabbing Harry by the arm and was telekinetically halted.
"Don't man handle nobility," Percy warned, his eyes flashing red as an intimidation tactic.
"Y-yes," Bagman said in fear, causing Percy to smirk. Bagman then tried explaining that there was no way out for Harry.
"Then you'll have your life ruined to the point where me having you Crucio'd to death would seem like a kindness," Percy warned. "But I'm sure that you'll make the right decision to avoid that... there is no shame in taking a supposedly cowardly way out. Honestly, why bother living? You're a degenerate gambler who's massively in debt and now this. Your life is pretty pointless."
The door behind them opened again, and a large group of people came in: Dumbledore, McGonagall, Barty Crouch, Snape, Madame Maxime, and Professor Karkaroff.
"About time," Percy snarked.
"Mr. Black if you are staying then you will be civil," Dumbledore said.
"Fine, but my father won't be happy," Percy said.
"No one cares what your worthless father thinks, Black," Snape said in anger.
"And no one cares what a worthless coward like you thinks. Why are you even here? Did Dumbledore not train you to stay yet?"
"Perseus," Dumbledore said in exasperation after cutting off Snape's reply.
"Fine, but control your pet Death Eater before he loses another body part," Percy warned.