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Harry Potter: MageX

In a surprising twist of fate, Harry Potter discovers that he possesses the elusive X-gene, unlocking a whole new realm of possibilities within the wizarding world. As he navigates the challenges of adolescence at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Harry grapples with the awakening of his mutant abilities, which allow him to absorb magical powers and abilities. I hope you're enjoying the fanfiction so far! I'd love to hear your thoughts on it. Whether you loved it, hated it, or have some constructive criticism, your feedback is super important to me. Feel free to drop a comment or send me a message with your thoughts. Can't wait to hear from you! If you're passionate about fanfiction and love discussing stories, characters, and plot twists, then you're in the right place! I've created a Discord server dedicated to diving deep into the world of fanfiction, especially my own stories. Whether you're a reader, a writer, or just someone who enjoys a good tale, I welcome you to join us for lively discussions, feedback sessions, and maybe even some sneak peeks into upcoming chapters, along with artwork related to the stories. Let's nerd out together over our favorite fandoms and explore the endless possibilities of storytelling! Click the link below to join the conversation: https://discord.com/invite/HHHwRsB6wd Can't wait to see you there! If you appreciate my work and want to support me, consider buying me a cup of coffee. Your support helps me keep writing and bringing more stories to you. You can do so via PayPal here: https://www.paypal.me/VikrantUtekar007 Thank you for your support!

Vikrant_Utekar_5653 · Book&Literature
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Chapter 3

Two days after the incident with the Basilisk, Harry is called into the Headmaster's Office. He is surprised to find Dumbledore in the company of three unfamiliar faces.

Seated across the venerable wizard are a bald man in a wheelchair, with a commanding presence and intense gaze. Standing beside him is a black woman with shockingly white hair and piercing blue eyes, and a hirsute short man with a rugged demeanor.

Dumbledore greets Harry with a warm smile as he gestures towards the trio. "Ah, Harry, I'm glad you're here. Allow me to introduce our guests. This is Professor Charles Xavier, Miss Ororo Munroe, and Mr. James Howlett, although he likes to be called Logan. They've come to us with urgent matters to discuss."

Harry nods in greeting, though he can't help but feel a sense of curiosity and apprehension at the presence of these newcomers. "Pleasure to meet you," he says politely, eyeing them with a mixture of interest and wariness.

Professor Xavier, sensing Harry's apprehension, offers him a reassuring smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you as well, Harry," he says, his voice calm and reassuring. "We've heard a great deal about you and your remarkable abilities."

Harry's curiosity is piqued by Xavier's words, and he exchanges a curious glance with Dumbledore, silently wondering what urgent matters could have brought these strangers to Hogwarts.

Dumbledore gestures for Harry to take a seat, indicating that they have much to discuss.

"Charles, I believe it'll be best if you talk to Harry first!" He says.

Professor Xavier nods as he clears his throat, his expression thoughtful as he begins to address Harry.

"Harry, I understand that this may come as a surprise to you, but it's important that you know the truth," he begins, his voice calm and steady. "You see, there exists in our society certain individuals who possess a genetic mutation known as the X-gene, which grants them extraordinary abilities beyond those of ordinary humans. The term for such people are 'Mutants'. The incident in the Chamber of Secrets, combined with your encounter with Fawkes and the events that followed, have triggered your X-gene, awakening your mutant abilities."

Harry listens intently, his brow furrowing with confusion as he tries to process Xavier's words. "So you're saying that I'm a mutant?" he asks, his voice tinged with disbelief.

Xavier nods in affirmation. "Yes, Harry. I believe so"

Harry's mind races as he tries to make sense of this new revelation. "But what kind of abilities do mutants have?" he asks, his curiosity piqued.

Professor Xavier nods in acknowledgment of Harry's question, a thoughtful expression crossing his features as he begins to explain.

"Of course, Harry. Allow me to introduce you to my companions and share with you a bit about our own mutant abilities," Xavier says, gesturing towards Ororo and Logan.

"Ororo, who goes by the moniker of Storm," he continues, turning to the woman with white hair, "possesses the power to manipulate the weather. She can summon storms, control lightning, and even manipulate the wind and temperature to her will."

Storm offers Harry a warm smile, her eyes reflecting the calm strength of someone who has mastered the elements.

"And Logan, who goes by the moniker of Wolverine," Xavier says, indicating the rugged man beside Storm, "has a remarkable healing factor and retractable claws made of adamantium, a virtually indestructible metal. His senses are also heightened to an extraordinary degree, making him an exceptional tracker and combatant."

Wolverine nods in greeting, his expression gruff but friendly as he acknowledges Harry's presence.

"As for myself," Xavier continues, "I am a telepath. I possess the ability to read and manipulate minds, as well as communicate with others through telepathy. They call me Professor X."

Harry listens with rapt attention as Xavier describes their powers, his fascination growing with each new revelation. It's clear to him that these mutants are unlike anyone he's ever encountered before, and he can't help but feel a sense of admiration for their extraordinary abilities.

Harry's curiosity piqued, he can't help but wonder about the nature of his own mutant abilities.

"So, Professor," Harry begins, a hint of mischief in his tone, "what kind of abilities do I have? Can I summon storms like Storm, or do I have retractable claws like Wolverine?"

Xavier chuckles at Harry's question, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Ah, Harry, that's the question, isn't it?" he replies with a smile. "Your powers are unique to you, and it will take time for us to fully understand and develop them."

Harry nods, though he can't help but feel a sense of anticipation at the prospect of discovering his own mutant abilities.

"Would the moniker come free with the powers, or will I have to pay extra?" he asks cheekily, unable to resist a bit of humor in the midst of their conversation.

Xavier laughs, the sound warm and infectious. "I think we can waive the fee for you, Harry," he replies with a twinkle in his eye. "Some mutants choose to adopt a new name that reflects their powers or their personality, while others prefer to stick with their given name. Consider it a perk of being a mutant."

Harry grins at Xavier's response, his mind already buzzing with ideas for potential mutant names.

As the playful banter between Harry and Professor Xavier comes to a pause, Dumbledore interjects, his tone gentle yet resolute.

"Harry, if you wouldn't mind," Dumbledore begins, gesturing towards a nearby cabinet, "I believe it would be beneficial for us to delve into the memories of your encounter in the Chamber of Secrets."

Harry's curiosity piqued, he follows Dumbledore's lead, approaching the cabinet with a sense of anticipation. Inside, he sees a shimmering basin filled with silvery liquid—the pensieve.

"This is a pensieve," Dumbledore explains, his voice reverent as he gazes at the magical artifact. "It allows us to view memories as if we were reliving them ourselves."

Harry nods in understanding, his interest piqued by the prospect of revisiting the events of his encounter with the basilisk. "So we can use it to see what kind of powers I might be developing?" he asks, his excitement palpable.

Dumbledore nods, his expression serious. "Precisely, Harry," he replies. "By examining the events of that fateful night, we may be able to gain insight into the nature of your emerging abilities."

With that, Dumbledore gestures for Harry to join him at the pensieve, and together they immerse themselves in the memories of the Chamber of Secrets, ready to unlock the secrets of Harry's burgeoning powers.

With Dumbledore's permission, Xavier joins Harry and Dumbledore at the pensieve, ready to delve into the memories of Harry's encounter in the Chamber of Secrets.

As they immerse themselves in the swirling depths of the pensieve, the memories come alive around them, transporting them back to that fateful night in Hogwarts.

They watch as Harry navigates the dark corridors of the Chamber, his determination palpable as he searches for the source of the mysterious attacks on students. They see the tense confrontation with Tom Riddle's diary, the sinister presence of the basilisk looming ever closer.

But as the memory unfolds, something unexpected happens. Harry's form seems to shimmer and blur, his movements becoming more fluid and graceful than before. A surge of power radiates from him, illuminating the chamber with a brilliant light as he faces off against the basilisk.

Xavier watches the display of Harry's newfound abilities with keen interest, his mind racing with possibilities. "Fascinating," he murmurs, his voice tinged with excitement. "It seems that your powers are indeed quite extraordinary, Harry."

Dumbledore nods in agreement, his eyes sparkling with pride. "Indeed, Harry," he says, his voice filled with warmth. "You possess a unique gift, one that will surely serve you well as you continue to grow and learn."

As the memory comes to an end, Harry, Xavier, and Dumbledore emerge from the pensieve, their minds buzzing with speculation and wonder.

Dumbledore's eyes sparkle with insight, and he begins to share his theories with Harry and Xavier.

"It seems, Harry, that your encounter with Fawkes and the basilisk triggered something truly remarkable within you," Dumbledore begins, his voice thoughtful. "I believe that you have the ability to absorb the magical essence or abilities of other magical beings or artifacts that you come into contact with."

Harry's eyes widen with astonishment as he considers Dumbledore's theory. The idea that he could absorb the powers of other magical beings is both exhilarating and daunting.

Xavier nods in agreement, his expression serious. "Indeed, Harry," he adds, "but I believe that your abilities go even further than that. I theorize that you possess a secondary ability to adapt and integrate the absorbed powers and abilities seamlessly into yourself."

Harry listens intently as Xavier explains, his mind racing with possibilities. The idea that he could not only absorb powers but also adapt and integrate them into himself fills him with a sense of awe and wonder.

Xavier continues, his tone grave. "I have a student at my school, Rogue, who possesses similar powers to yours," he explains. "However, she lacks the control that you seem to have. This has caused her a great deal of difficulty and isolation, as she struggles to control the powers she absorbs."

Harry's heart goes out to Rogue as he listens to Xavier's words. He can't help but feel a sense of empathy for his fellow mutant.

But as he considers Xavier's theories, another question enters his mind.

"Professor, if I absorbed the abilities of the Basilisk, how is it that people can stand to look at me without getting petrified.

As Harry grapples with the confusion surrounding his abilities, Dumbledore offers a reassuring explanation.

"You see, Harry," Dumbledore begins, his voice calm and measured, "when you absorbed the essence of the Basilisk, you also absorbed the magical properties of the Sword of Gryffindor."

Harry's eyes widen with understanding as Dumbledore's words sink in. The idea that he could have absorbed the properties of the Sword of Gryffindor along with those of the Basilisk fills him with a sense of wonder and awe.

Dumbledore continues, his tone thoughtful. "The goblins who crafted the Sword of Gryffindor imbued it with a sort of basic intelligence, allowing it to pick and choose what makes it stronger," he explains. "When you absorbed the Sword's power, that function transferred to your subconscious."

Harry nods, his mind racing with possibilities. The idea that he now possesses the ability to enhance and control the magical properties within him is both exhilarating and daunting.

Dumbledore smiles warmly at Harry's understanding. "You have shown exceptional control, Harry," he says, his voice filled with pride. "Despite absorbing the Sword's power, it still functions as it originally did, a testament to your remarkable abilities."

Xavier's counterpoint adds another layer of understanding to Harry's abilities, and Dumbledore listens attentively as the mutant leader speaks.

"Indeed, Harry," Xavier says, his voice calm and measured, "I believe that your exceptional control is a result of your secondary power of adaptability. Your body has the remarkable ability to adapt to any power it comes into contact with at an incredibly fast rate."

Harry's eyes widen with realization as Xavier's words sink in. The idea that his body can adapt to new powers without the need to drain an object or creature entirely fills him with a sense of awe and wonder.

Xavier continues, his tone thoughtful. "This adaptability allows you to seamlessly integrate new abilities into yourself, without the need for conscious control," he explains. "It's what allows you to wield the powers of the Sword of Gryffindor without any adverse effects, as your body adapts to its magical properties."

Harry nods, his mind racing with possibilities. The idea that he can adapt to any power he comes into contact with opens up a world of opportunities and challenges.

Dumbledore smiles warmly at Xavier's insight. "It seems that Harry's abilities are even more remarkable than we initially thought," he says, his voice filled with admiration. "With his adaptability and control, he has the potential to become one of the most powerful mutants the world has ever seen."

"All of this is just conjecture though. I wonder if we could somehow test it out."

Harry's interjection brings a moment of pause to the conversation as both Dumbledore and Xavier consider his suggestion.

"You raise a valid point, Harry," Dumbledore replies, his eyes twinkling with curiosity. "It would indeed be beneficial to put our theories to the test and see how your abilities manifest in a controlled environment."

Xavier nods in agreement, his expression thoughtful. "I believe that conducting an experiment could provide us with valuable insights into the nature of your powers," he adds.

Harry feels a surge of excitement at the prospect of testing out his abilities. The idea of exploring the extent of his powers in a controlled setting fills him with a sense of anticipation and wonder.

"Where do we start?" Harry asks eagerly, his mind already racing with ideas for experiments.

Dumbledore smiles warmly at Harry's enthusiasm. "We shall begin with a simple experiment," he says. "One I think young Harry will enjoy. Fawkes is a bird, and all birds fly, so if Harry has indeed absorbed Fawkes' abilities, he too can fly without assistance."

Dumbledore's suggestion brings a glimmer of excitement to Harry's eyes as he considers the possibility of taking flight like Fawkes.

"Fly?" Harry repeats, his voice filled with wonder. "You mean, like actually fly?"

Dumbledore nods, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Indeed, Harry," he replies. "If you have indeed absorbed Fawkes' abilities, then there's no reason why you shouldn't be able to take flight as well."

Harry can hardly contain his excitement as he imagines soaring through the sky on wings of his own. The idea of experiencing the freedom and exhilaration of flight fills him with a sense of anticipation and wonder.

"Shall we give it a try, then?" Harry asks eagerly, already picturing himself soaring through the air like a phoenix.

Dumbledore smiles warmly at Harry's enthusiasm. "Indeed, Harry," he says. "Let us see if you have indeed inherited Fawkes' ability to fly. I suggest we head to the Quidditch pitch for this, as it will be empty this time of the day, giving us ample privacy."

Dumbledore's suggestion to use the Quidditch pitch for their experiment seems like the perfect choice. With its expansive open space and secluded location, they can conduct their tests without any interruptions.

"An excellent idea, Professor," Harry agrees, eager to see what he can achieve in such a spacious environment.

Together, they make their way to the Quidditch pitch, the soft grass crunching beneath their feet as they walk. The sun hangs low in the sky, casting long shadows across the field and bathing everything in a warm golden light.

As they arrive at the pitch, Harry feels a surge of excitement building within him. The prospect of testing out his newfound abilities in such a iconic location fills him with anticipation.

"Let's get started," Harry says, a grin spreading across his face as he looks out over the empty expanse of the Quidditch pitch. "I can't wait to see what I can do."

With Dumbledore and Storm's guidance and encouragement, Harry takes a deep breath and focuses his thoughts on the idea of flight. He feels a surge of energy coursing through him as he channels the essence of Fawkes within him.

At first, Harry's attempts to fly are clumsy and uncoordinated. He struggles to maintain his balance and control as he flaps his arms awkwardly, trying to mimic the movements of a bird.

But Storm, with her expertise in controlling the elements, steps forward to lend a helping hand. With a gentle gust of wind, she lifts Harry off the ground and supports him as he begins to soar.

Harry feels a sense of relief and gratitude as he finds himself gliding effortlessly through the air, his movements becoming more graceful and controlled with each passing moment. With Storm's guidance, he learns to adjust his posture and angle to catch the wind just right, allowing him to ascend higher and higher into the sky.

As Harry gains confidence and mastery over his newfound abilities, he begins to revel in the exhilarating sensation of flight. He banks and turns with ease, feeling the wind rushing past him and the sun warm on his face.

Dumbledore watches from below, his eyes twinkling with pride and admiration. "Well done, Harry," he calls out, his voice filled with warmth. "You're flying!"

Harry smiles with joy as he continues to soar through the sky, feeling a sense of freedom and empowerment unlike anything he's ever experienced before. In this moment, he knows that anything is possible, and he can't wait to see where his newfound abilities will take him next.

---

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