In Hogwarts, multiverse and more with gacha

I looked up and confirmed they couldn't see the screen. Perfect. No need to waste time wondering what kind of system this was.

Chat system? Multiverse travel? Template selection?

Nope.

This bad boy was the one and only Gacha.

Oh, fantastic.

A blue screen popped up in front of me.

Draco Malfoy

Race: Human

Characters Assimilated:

Fully Assimilated: None

In Progress: [Empty] [Empty]

Summons: None

Powers: Mana Manipulation, Transfiguration, etc.

Equipped Items: None

Yep. This was exactly the kind of system that was ridiculously popular in fanfiction.

Daily log-in points? Check.

Horribly expensive exchange rate? Also check.

[1 point per day. 3 points for a random normal card.]

No option to exchange money for points yet.

Which meant I could get 10 cards a month.

Not a bad deal. But the best part? I didn't have to wait a whole month for my first spin.

Because I already had five random cards.

Time to check my starter pack.

Kunai x9 (Naruto)

Bullseye (Marvel)

Pikachu Keychain (Pokémon)

B.E.A.S.T. Glove (MonsterVerse)

SPECTRE Ring (James Bond)

I didn't even hesitate. Bullseye template, straight into assimilation.

Marvel's deadliest assassin. The guy who could turn anything into a lethal projectile.

Pencil? Deadly.

Nuts? Lethal.

Playing cards? Murder weapons.

His own tooth? Wouldn't be surprised.

As for the rest? The only other useful item was the kunai. But I wasn't about to start pulling ninja weapons out in front of witnesses.

I let out a sigh, trying to process everything.

The train rumbled as it started moving again.

"Looks like we don't have to wait anymore," Crabbe said, staring out the window.

Right. Back to reality.

"How did Black even leave Azkaban?" Goyle muttered around a mouthful of chocolate frog.

That snapped me back to the present. Third year. Right. That meant I had time before the war.

Time to prepare.

If everything happened the way I remembered, I could survive this.

Which, of course, meant it absolutely wouldn't.

Because this was an AU.

Some things were the same. Some things… weren't.

The events of first and second year had played out mostly like canon.

Harry Potter got famous for taking down a dark wizard in first year. Though, weirdly, no one mentioned Quirrell.

Second year? He was labeled the Heir of Slytherin for a bit, then flipped it around by saving Ginny and killing the Basilisk. Classic.

But my family situation? Yeah, that was very different.

There was nothing like family in this family.

Seriously. No heartwarming moments, no family dinners, no "we may be evil, but we're evil together" vibes. Just pure-blood nonsense and a solid dose of emotional (and physical) neglect.

Lucius? Grade-A abusive bastard. Not even the "strict but secretly proud dad" type. Nope. More like "hates his son and doesn't bother hiding it" type.

Narcissa? You'd think she'd be better, but nah.

She didn't give a single damn. If Lucius decided to Avada Kedavra me over breakfast, she'd probably just sip her tea and comment on the weather.

So yeah. A lovely, lovely home life.

And, of course, both of them were full-on pure-blood supremacists.

Muggles and Muggle-borns? Inferior. Disgusting. A threat to our oh-so-sacred bloodline.

But here's the thing. I knew better.

I came from the 21st century, and let me tell you, the wizarding world was not ready for what was coming.

Muggles weren't just sitting around twiddling their thumbs. They were making progress. Rapidly. Give them a few decades, and they'd be rocking tech that made most magic look like cheap parlour tricks.

The whole "Statute of Secrecy" thing? Yeah, good luck keeping that up when every Muggle has a smartphone, satellite surveillance, and AI facial recognition.

The wizarding world wasn't going to stay hidden forever.

And when the masquerade finally shattered? Boom. All-out war.

Not some little skirmish. Not a few angry protests. I'm talking full-scale, civilisation-ending war between magic and technology.

And that was the real problem.

Not Dumbledore. Not Hogwarts drama or House rivalries.

The real endgame was wizards vs. Muggles.

Now, don't get me wrong, I wasn't about to ignore You-Know-Who. Guy was still a massive problem. I doubted he could track me down right now, but I wasn't about to start yelling his name like an idiot just to test that theory.

Also, should I even be calling him him? Some fanfics go hard on the "he doesn't technically have his thing", so who knows?

Eh. Let's go with him for now.

Either way, I had a feeling he was gonna be way worse than in the books. Probably closer to those cracked-out fanfiction versions where he actually uses his brain and doesn't monologue his plans to twelve-year-olds.

But at the end of the day?

He wasn't the real final boss.

That title belonged to the entire Muggle world.