Like this he hit every bookshop, hunting for any books on the subject that he hadn't yet and were at a reasonable price. An hour and a half later, a content harry was on the terrace of a certain Fortescue parlor demolis.h.i.+ng is ice cream after a quick meal at the leaky.

Still having time, he browses every shop he could for raws materials. Exiting the Alley a three O'clock he made is way to a general store, buying some cheap close alongside packs of dry meat, biscuits fruit, and a bottle of water.

Is business done he returns to privet drive alone, seeing the cost he would have to bay at the station, he returns to the leaky, asking tom if he could call the knight bus? Thus spending only eleven Sickle to made his way back to the dreaded place.

Entering the house by the backyard to his cupboard, he took his backpack out of his item box, emptying it as everything else was already in the bag.

Accepting it this time, he saw the pouch slowly melting in the box, changing the metallic looking inside into the matter of the fabric. In doing so a window pop up.

After ten seconds of the message apparition, a ripple in the s.p.a.ce center around the edge of the open item box tear it out, leaving the previously absorbed pouch and the dirty mattress that was his bed.

Taking out of the cupboard in the dining room before he opens it, he sees with fascination as the pouch expands into a perfect one-meter cube, the opening letting one see the empty s.p.a.ce.

"It going to be a headache to use it later."

Shrinking it back, he climbs the stair toward Dudley's second bedroom and opens it. Like in the book, the room was littered with broken pieces of furniture, untouched books and destroyed toys.

"Ok CS, it's your time to shown."

-What did you want me to do?-

"You're a crafting system, right?"

-Yeah?-

"Thus that made me a crafter, right?"

-I don't know were your heading but yes, you are like the operator and I'm the mainframe, everything you what me to do I do, you just need to be clear.-

"Wouldn't you say that as a master craftsman, I have the ability to a.s.sess every material that falls upon my gaze, that my mind can visualize say material, understand it and is able to model it to my wishes, like the Elric brothers, you know the alchemists? "

It wasn't CS that answer him but a stream of notification.

"..."

-...-

"..."

- WHAT THE f.u.c.k IS THIS! THIS IS BULLs.h.i.+T! n.o.bODY SHOULD BE ABLE TO GENERATE ABILITIES JUST BECAUSE THEY THINK OF IT! NO THAT NOT IT? WHO GENERATE ABILITIES IN THE FIRST PLACE!

"Your finish?" Say, harry deadpan at the reaction of CS, forgetting that he was itself a part of this said system.

-Ha...Ha...Ha... Yeah, sorry buddy, I lose my s.h.i.+t for a moment.-

"No problem, what I found curious trough it's you getting out of breath in the first place."

-... You know what, I wasn't aware that I could too.-

"Well, whatever"Say him, looking at the dump in front of him." It's could not be so simple, and the problem with those kinds of skills is that I lack time to gather sufficient knowledge for them to be of use."

-Wasn't the problem already solved?-

"What do you mean?"

-You have an a.n.a.lyze skill, couldn't you just use it on the material after using Decomposition to rend them in a primal state, gain the knowledge with comprehension and then reconstruct them?-

"..."

-...-

"You are a genius CS!"

-Haww, stop it you will make me blush.-

While his gaze was roaming the broken pile a crazy idea flash in his mind.

"Hey CS?"

-...Yeah?- Hearing the slightly crazy tone of his voice made him warry of what he would say next.

"You think that knowledge can be also decomposed, a.n.a.lyzed and comprehended?"

-...- When he didn't hear the reply of CS, he bolts downstair and fished a five-pound note.

-Harry, what are you doing with that note?- His wariness cranking to the next level.

I couldn't help the rising excitement slowly creeping inside me and before CS could say anything else I use my new found skill. The not slowly decomposes, transforming in a bunch of s.h.i.+ning particles in my hand before two windows pop up.

-Holy s.h.i.+t, I can't believe it! That cheating!-

While CS was raving like a made dog, Harry tried his last new skill.

'As I was thinking, I have to understand its composition to even starting to try to recreate it.'

-Well that seen right, it would be too easy otherwise. Even then with enough time, those still would allow you to recreate everything you want.-

'At the condition that I am able to have to primary material at hand, it's an alchemist nothing can be created from nothing, everything that can be done is transformation.'

-So what now?-

"Dudley has laid to waste of a mountain of material, I would be dumb to not use it."

While saying this, he made his way to the bedroom again, starting to shovel the maximum of primary material he could found, wood, sc.r.a.p metal and the like. Seeing the first school book of Dudley that he was sure to have never been open, he takes them to, wanting to see if he could actually use them to acc.u.mulate knowledge through them, unwilling to use his own books for the moment.

Taking a small break due to the energy depletion after using his skills, he made his way back to his 'chamber' with the few basic books he at take back by hand.

-So your still gonna use them?-

'Yes, I can't just let this question unanswered the gain could be too much to lose.

-How your going do it?-

'Let's try with concentring on the knowledge itself that I want to deconstruct and note the book.'