What if Harry accidentally saw a show that would alter his view of Magic forever?
What if this single show opened Harry up to a new existence and, in turn, the Magical World will advance to a new Age...
The Age... Of Mechamagic.
But this is for on the spot delivery of the Panther.
It was like a starfish with three legs with covers hiding the inner workings.
When it activates the legs pop open and the covers unfold, sliding inward to make more conduits for the raw magic energy that can be seen in the centre around an ever growing and shrinking Merlin Stone as the rainbows of energy powered it and went towards each leg and the ends have spinning tips that help funnel and shape the energy.
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The legs are stabilisers, three is a magical number after all, but the heart is the main part.
I know seven would be perfect but I'm missing most of the programming needed for the seven legs so I only incorporated the three legs worth.
They're roughly the size of a baseball in the centre and the legs go outward equal to the radius when inactive, the diameter when active.
So inactive is roughly two baseball's in every direction and active is three.
It's self sustaining as it incorporates a miniaturized version of the Mana Condenser from the World Cup.
That was chunks of metal with rudimentary designs, this is layer by layer Runed metals mixed with Alchemy and Enchantments.
And I've crafted half a dozen.
One leads to my own personal Garage where the Panther waits, getting upgraded and streamlined continuously to keep the same shape and appearance but with more toys in it.
"Looks alright" I murmur, my eyes zooming out again as I press into the fourth slot.
Upon contact it shrank and was grabbed by clamps that retracted inwards, new clamps formed for the next one.
I slide all six in and it closed.
"Acceptance system works, let's see if the delivery system works" I tap the panel and hold my and over it.
It opened and one of them shot from the slot into my hand.
"Bit hard, but manageable" I wince and shake out the hand before putting the GBE (Ground Bridge Emitter) back into the slot.
I stand and stretch, a few cracks in my spine making me groan.
"Those are good ones" I sigh before walking to the corner of the room and standing on a small metal plate that rose.
I step out of the fire place and it ignited behind me.
I watch too many spy movies.
I don't see Hermione and head outside to check if she was on the sand.
