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Harry Potter had been shocked but pleased when he'd gotten invited to Hogwarts Academy of Adventurers. It was said to be the best Adventurer School in the world. He was not pleased when Dudley got the same invitation. He was so excited and couldn't wait to go. Just two weeks later he was appearing at the school having been pulled there by some invisible force. He wasn't the only one the Dursley's were here too and there were confused people all over the campus. Harry stared up at the Castle in hidden awe.
"What are your names and the names of the children?" A woman asked Vernon his uncle sternly.
"Vernon and Petunia Dursley." Vernon grunted. "This is our son Dudley Dursley and that's our nephew Harry Potter."
The woman checked her list.
"Yes, very well both boys are on the student list."
"Do you have any idea how we got here, madam?" Petunia demanded.
"It is unclear at this time." the woman snapped back. "Students will follow me the rest of you will be shown into the hall."
Dudley and Harry followed the strict lady wearing green.
Harry's red hair was pulled into a braid that ended just below his shoulders. He had bright green eyes that stared at everything in awe. He wore a layered shirt. The first layer was a lighter black tank-top that was attached to a darker black long-sleeve shirt. The shirt fit perfectly though was ragged and worn and showed his stomach. He wore black fingerless gloves. He had black pants and black boots.
They were shown to a room where about 200 other kids their age were standing and waiting.
Harry was soon standing next to a boy with messy black hair and green eyes that matched his own. He had to wonder who this boy was. He knew he had a brother but had never met him or even seen a picture.
It didn't seem like a very long wait until they were being shown into a Great Hall.
"How do we get sorted?" Dudley wondered.
"I heard you have to wrestle a troll." A red-haired boy answered.
Several students snickered at him.
The stern lady began calling names and one by one they went up and tried a hat on. There were four long tables and whichever the hat called the child would go to. Harry was nervous he didn't know which house he would go to.
"Dudley Dursley."
Dudley waddled forward and sat on the stool it broke under his weight but the hat was lowered on to his head regardless.
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
Dudley went to the cheering table and the stool repaired itself. The woman kept calling names.
By the time the P's arrived Harry was nauseous.
"Harry Potter!"
Harry went forward and saw the boy who'd been standing next to him glance at him in shock. Harry sat down on the stool and clutched it. He was the smallest first year. He shook a bit but was trying to hide it. The hat spoke in his head then after a full minute called
"SLYTHERIN! JOB CLASS GUARDIAN!"
The hall was shocked no one had been given a job class upon sorting before. Harry quickly went to the green and silver table. A platinum blond boy gently pulled him down next to him and Harry stared hard at the table.
"James Potter Jr."
"GRYFFINDOR!"
Harry tuned out the rest of the Sorting trying to figure out how he had gotten the Guardian class. It was the most prestigious class ever and was rarely given to anyone. Of course, he'd have to work his way up from the Helper Class if he remembered correctly. Dudley had watched a whole program about Job Classes and Harry had hidden behind the couch so he could watch too. His mouth watered when the food appeared on the table. He slowly ate and drank what he could and listened to conversations around him.
"I don't see how a Helper class is all that cool." A first-year girl said. "I mean all they do is help people. Where is the fun and adventure in that."
"You are obviously a Civilian Adventurer. " the Platinum blond scoffed. "First Generation are you?" the girl blushed but nodded. " My family has been Adventurers for many generations and Guardian/Helper class is the most amazing class ever. They have all the best adventures and get all sorts of cool rewards from what I've heard." the boy smiled at Harry. "Hello, my name is Draco Malfoy."
"Harry Potter." Harry said, in a soft small voice. Draco was cute. Really cute. He put his hand in the other boys and blushed when Draco kissed his knuckles. He looked into Draco's eyes they were gorgeous.
When they were done eating they were sent off to their Common Rooms. Slytherin's Common Room was in the dungeons. Harry stayed close to Draco and noted that a lot of adults were following them. After their Head of House, Severus Snape gave a lecture they were all sent off to bed.
Harry found the apartment he'd be sharing with five other boys. There was a living room, kitchen, bathroom, a laundry room, and three rooms with two beds each. Harry blushed deeply when he saw that he would be in the same room with Draco.
"Looks like we've got the Main Bedroom." Draco said as he explored. "We've got our own bathroom here. Do you want to use it first?"
"Yes, thank you." Harry said, softly. He quickly made use of the bath and toilet and changed.
Draco went in as he came out. Harry took the unclaimed bed. It was just furs and a blanket with a pillow on the floor. One for each of them. He snuggled into the bed that was unclaimed and was soon fast asleep.
When he woke the next morning he was the first one and his blue Adventurer screen was floating in front of him welcoming him to the game. As he made use of the bathroom and did his hair he memorized the functions of the screen.
You are a Helper Class as such you can take quests from anyone and every one and do anything and everything. You have no restrictions except those that you place on yourself.
By the time Harry was done the others were up. There was arguing in the hall over the bathroom. Draco went into their bathroom as Harry made his bed. The two of them then went up to the Common Room and waited for the rest of the boys and the rest of the House. Their Eighth-year Prefects got the entire house together and lead them up to the Great Hall for breakfast.
"What's the use of having a kitchen in our apartment if we just come up to the Great Hall to eat?" the same first-year girl from the night before asked.
"We attend breakfast on the first day of school and the leaving feast." The female Prefect answered. "Any other time it's up to you where to eat."
Harry ate until he was full then his schedule appeared on his blue screen. He could see everyone else's screens as well. He was sure they could see his.
"Darn, we didn't get lucky." Draco said. "We have Mining first thing." he looked at Harry. "The classes are all really hard so that they can weed out those who don't have what it takes."
Harry blinked at him and nodded.
Their eighth-year male Prefect lead them out to a Mining Pit after breakfast. The teacher was a big burly man that Harry was scared of in an instant. He moved closer to Draco though he knew that the boy couldn't protect him. It earned him a smile from Draco.
They were each given a bronze pick-ax and showed what to do.
"Why do I have to do this?" A bushy-haired Gryffindor asked. "I want to be Scholar a Witch why do I have to learn this useless skill?"
"Because I said." The teacher grunted. "You'll do every class as you are told to do so."
Harry stared at the pickaxe in his hands then found a spot and began he was the first one to enter the pit. Jamie followed then Draco and slowly others followed as well.
Mining-1
You can Mine Copper and Tin
"The Goal of this class is 10 Copper and 10 Tin Ore." The teacher called as he began walking around helping the students. Correcting their stances and grips.
Harry worked and worked putting his Ore in his Inventory so that no one would steal it. He didn't trust Dudley who was close by. It wasn't long before the girls were all complaining. Harry could see that Draco wanted to complain too but was holding it in. He caught Draco's eye and Draco smiled at him. Harry quickly blushed and looked away. Draco was so cute and seemed nice. Maybe he would be his first-ever friend. Harry would like that.
Harry lost count of how much he mined up just that he was working. He was shocked when he mined up something red and shining. He held his hand up and showed the teacher.
"Very good, Harry." the teacher praised. "There are hidden gems in the pit and they are yours to keep if you find them."
Harry was in awe this stone was his to keep? He quickly put it in his Inventory because he didn't like the way Petunia and Dudley were eyeing it. Adults were standing all over watching the lesson.