Zaelkor

My quirk is trash. At least, that's what everyone thinks. "Mark and Projectile." No explosions. No super strength. No flashy powers. Just a mark... and a throw. But here's the thing: no quirk is useless if you have enough imagination. One touch is all it takes. After that, anything I launch will find its target. Rocks. Knives. Scrap metal. Distance doesn't matter. Obstacles don't matter. Once the trajectory is set, it never stops hunting. I woke up in the world of My Hero Academia with a second chance at life. In my previous life, I could barely leave my bed. This time, I'm going to become a hero. I don't remember the canon perfectly. I only know fragments of the future, scattered memories of events that may or may not happen. But that's enough to know one thing: If I want to survive, I need to become stronger. Along the way, I'll befriend a nervous green-haired analyst, annoy the most explosive student in Japan, and discover that my supposedly weak quirk might be far more dangerous than anyone realizes. After all... A trajectory only needs one target.

It turns out that even after dying, you can still manage to bargain with a god. I don't know what exactly Cassian Mor found interesting about me, but he decided to send me to the world of Harry Potter and, while he was at it, gave me several tasks to complete. Apparently, gods get bored too, so the terms were fairly simple: a new life, several problems to solve, and a chance to earn a reward if I don't die first. I wasn't supposed to get any special perks in the first place. I had to put a little pressure on Mor, argue my case, and explain why sending someone into a completely unfamiliar world without a single advantage wasn't exactly a great idea. In the end, I got a fruit with the word "Tanuki" in its name. What exactly it can do, I still had to figure out for myself. My new body wasn't exactly ideal — a ten-year-old Harry Potter who had been pushed to the brink of death by his own family. On the bright side, I still have almost a year before Hogwarts, which means I have time to recover, learn how to use my new ability, and prepare for life in a world where magic exists and common sense apparently isn't a requirement. At first, things are fairly simple: I need money, a safe place, tools, and materials. Then come the experiments, the backup plans, and the need to figure out what else can be done with a fruit that shouldn't even exist in this world. And when it turns out that some of my tasks have little to do with Hogwarts, it becomes obvious that preparing for school won't be enough. Hogwarts will have to be repaired, old problems dealt with, and someone from this world's past may have to be brought back. And somewhere behind all of this is someone Mor considers interesting enough to include in his little games. So I gradually prepare for just about everything that comes to mind. Money disappears on schedule, things get backup copies, dangerous situations get evacuation plans, and those evacuation plans get several more plans in case the first evacuation plan isn't good enough. After all, what could possibly go wrong? ...I should probably prepare a little more.