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"Three galleons into one septim? This is a terrible conversion rate."

One could buy an ounce of dragon liver with 1 galleon, Fred and George's 'Headless Hat' was only 2 galleons, but a septim can buy only a carrot in this shop.

Ben grabbed the shinning gold coin in front of him and inspected it carefully, the dragon in the middle was radiating a powerful aura as if it was alive, he flipped the coin around and his blood ran cold, there it was, the same symbol that started this all, the deathly hallows, only there was no death in the middle this time. He swallowed hard to ease his throat which had dried with fear.

It looked like this was not a system given by some Random Omnipotent Being, things were much more complicated than that.

'Death definitely has something to do with this, I can feel it in this dense black mist, but what about the Dragon made out of light, and why is everything sold here from Skyrim? I only remember playing Skyrim before I died, if I can buy spell tomes, can I be a Dragonborn too? That would explain the pain I went through before, and the sudden increase in strength that I feel in my body, I think I even grew a bit taller.'

"Hahaha, I knew that I was meant for greatness, I can finally be the protagonist that I've always wanted to be." Although It seemed that he had suddenly gone coo-coo, he was in reality, trying to reassure himself that everything was alright.

Ben knew that there was no use worrying about things that were out of his control, he was not strong enough to worry about how he got this power, and should rather focus on how to use it. Things would reveal themselves slowly, as they always do.

"I hope it can go back inside, can't have this following me around."

As he said that, the screen dissolved itself and went back inside his chest.

"Woah... that felt...weird? At least it wasn't painful this time."

'Now to call it back, let's try this like every other protagonist with a system.'

"SYSTEM OUT" He screamed out loud with his hand stretched in front of him, posing like a power ranger.

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A/N: Oh no, looks like the system was cursed and gave him 8th-grader syndrome.

MC: NO! It did not!

A/N: Ah, my bad, he always had that.

MC: NO I don't! And get out of my portion, you get to speak at the end.

A/N: Jeez, I didn't know you were so sensitive, talk about snowflakes.

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*WOOSH*

Ahum, so nothing happened and Ben could only hear the wind billowing through the window. Ben's ears went pink with embarrassment and he looked around to make sure no one saw him making a fool out of himself.

'Okay, let's try again, this time, without the pose,' he thought and focused on what he wanted.

"STATUS"

*BADUMP*

His heart made a loud sound and dark mist mixed with bright flashes of light came out of his chest once again. This time the screen was different, there was an image of him on the left side of the screen, and on the right, a bunch of details about him.

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Name: Benedict Nigel Brown.

Species: Human[Wizard].

Age: 11 years 3 months 19 days.

Job: NONE.

Title: Dragonborn[Level 1].

Vitality: 100.

Magicka: 100.

SKILLS: NONE.

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"Well, I'll be damned, It is the legendary Status screen, it looks a bit empty though."

The one thing that caught the most attention was the title, Dragonborn.

'I really am a Dragonborn.'

Ben focused on the title and more words formed below it.

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"The Dragonborn is a mortal being blessed with the blood and the soul of a dragon. He is kin as well as a bane of all dragons, born with the innate abilities of dragons, the Dovahkiin can absorb the strength of his slain foes and project his voice and use the Thu'um also known as the dragon shout."

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'Will I be able to use the Thu'um as well? Good heavens! I am going to be a legend.'

Ben, then focused on the two stats.

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Vitality: Blessed with the blood of a dragon, the Dragonborn possess an enormous amount of vitality, which makes him immune to most diseases and poisons, and gives him enough strength to rival Dragons.

Magicka: It is the energy originating from the Immortal Plane of Aetherius, it is also what makes up the life force of all living organisms. The Dragonborn, blessed with the soul of a Dragon, can harness and store a huge amount of Magicka in his soul.

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'Merlin's beard, this explains my sudden increase in power, but I certainly don't feel as strong as a dragon, maybe that's where levels come in.'

"Now that I have a general feel for the thing, it's time to obtain some skills."

"I need to sell some things first."

He then tried selling different things, a broken toy, an empty notebook, about 100 chocolate frog cards and a lot of other useless things. After noticing that the things that were magical in nature, gave out more septims, he finally decided to say goodbye to his trusty Griffin figure.

"You have served me well and guarded my treasure with your life, now it's time for you to become the treasure," he said pushing the Griffin into the screen, it dissolved like ink into water and reformed into 5 shiny septims.

'I will honour your sacrifice,' he thought as he held about 50 septims in his hands and looked around at a room that looked like the crime scene of a burglary.

"I'm rich now, let me try buying something," the cheapest thing he could buy was a carrot for one septim, and it was also the one that perplexed him the most. As soon as Ben thought of buying it, a dull image of a carrot appeared on the screen, he pushed one septim into the screen, and it melted into the mist and transformed into a fresh carrot.

"Merlin's beard, this is impossible, food is the first of the five Principal Exceptions to Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration, and also the only exception I know of, you can not transfigure good food out of nothing, you can only summon it if you know where it is, transform it or increase its quantity."

The key word being, "Good food", consumable things such as sauces, wine, and water could be, as they were not particularly nutritious substances. Ben took a bite of the carrot and it was the best carrot he had ever tasted, it was juicy and crunchy. It was real food and defied the Gamp's law.

The system could also transfigure real gold and thus breaking Gamp's law again, the only other object capable of doing so was the philosopher's stone.

'This dark mist defies the laws of magic in this world and converts the things that I feed it into this strange form of energy and then stores it in the form of septims. It can then convert those septims into anything, even nutrition. Does that mean that things with more energy can be converted into more septims?'

"Let's try this," as I focused on closing the shop, the mist once again went inside my chest.

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A/N: Here it is, our MC has become a Chūnibyō and thinks he is special, he seems to have forgotten about a million other protagonists with systems, roaming around in different worlds.

Comment your ideas and suggestions below, what spells should he buy first and what should he sell next.

MC: Stop asking them for ideas, that's your job you lazy piece of Merlin's crooked hat.

A/N: Get the hell out of here or I'll make Umbridge your love interest.

MC: ........