Chapter 1 – The Potion That Changed Fate
He never saw the truck coming.
One moment, he was ranting online about the injustice of Hermione Granger ending up with Ron Weasley. The next, the world turned black and cold. His final thought?
> "She really picked Weasley? Seriously?"
And then, silence.
But death wasn't the end.
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He awoke to soft weeping and the scent of potions.
Tiny arms. Blurry vision. The warmth of a woman's tear-streaked face pressed against his.
Lily Evans.
Alive.
He tried to speak, to move—he couldn't. He was a baby. A baby named Harry Potter.
> [System Initialization Complete]
Arcane Mastery System Activated
Welcome, Reincarnator. Synchronizing Magical Genome…
Primary Class: Potion Master
Alignment: Chaotic Good – "Rules Exist to Be Rewritten"
Hidden Objectives Assigned
He might have cried… but not from fear.
This was his chance to do everything differently.
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The Night Everything Changed
James Potter had died—but not before ruining his marriage.
Lily had found out what he and his Marauder friends had done to Snape during their school years: the bullying, the humiliation, the nearly fatal prank.
She confronted him.
A screaming match. A packed bag. Divorce papers.
And then—Voldemort.
James died protecting the wrong house. Voldemort attacked the Longbottoms. It was Neville who lived.
Snape… Snape had shown up in time to save Lily. Maybe because of guilt. Maybe because he still loved her.
It didn't matter.
He saved her.
And Harry was raised by the two people who knew pain and intelligence in equal measure.
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Spinner's End – Ten Years Later
The house was dark and damp, but filled with knowledge.
Lily taught Harry kindness and logic. Snape taught him structure and ruthlessness. Together, they forged something powerful.
But Snape wanted more for Harry—more than Dumbledore's games or fame. So he began early.
Growth-enhancing potions. Neural stimulants. Magic-infused nutrient elixirs.
Harry, by age ten, was tall for his age, muscular, and sharp-eyed. Not the soft boy from the books. No, he looked like a male Lily Evans with a storm brewing in his gaze.
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His First Cauldron
"You're not following the recipe," Snape muttered, eyeing the modified Wolfsbane mixture.
Harry stirred once more and grinned. "I'm not trying to copy your legacy. I'm rewriting it."
Snape said nothing. But his lips twitched—almost a smile.
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The Muggle Edge
In the attic, hidden beneath illusions, Harry maintained a Muggle tech lab—solar batteries, a laptop running a stripped-down OS, and even a 3D printer enchanted for basic wand components.
> [System Alert: Magical-Muggle Hybrid Integration Achieved]
Intelligence +1
Trait Gained: Crossfield Innovator
While the wizarding world dismissed Muggle science, Harry saw it for what it was: opportunity.
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The Hermione File
One of the first things he searched in his system database was Hermione Granger.
> [Flag: Intellectual Fixation – Hermione J. Granger]
"Target displays unmatched intelligence and magical potential. Romantic Disappointment (Canon): Ron Weasley. Recommendation: Intervention Advised."
He smirked. "Don't worry, Hermione. This time, the universe won't screw you over."
She was one of the few he knew he'd respect. Maybe more than respect.
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No Savior, No Master
He wasn't the Boy Who Lived. That title belonged to Neville, and that was fine by him.
Dumbledore didn't see him as a threat.
The world had no expectations for him.
> Good. That made it easier to work in the shadows.
Because Harry didn't want to save the world.
He wanted to rebuild it—in potions, in power, in theory.
And if anyone got in his way?
He had chaos, genius, and a system at his side.