After Alfred's first lecture on advanced neural networks, Harry lingered behind as the other students filed out of the classroom. Alfred approached him with a kind smile, adjusting his glasses."So, Henry," Alfred said, using Harry's assumed name, "how are you settling in? Where have you been staying these past few weeks since we met?"Harry shifted uncomfortably, avoiding eye contact. "I have a small place where I stay. Nothing fancy, but it works."Alfred's eyebrows raised with interest. "Really? I'd like to see this place of yours. Make sure you're living somewhere safe and suitable for studying."Damn, Harry thought desperately. I can't let him find out I've been sleeping on the streets."Oh, it's really not worth visiting," Harry said quickly. "Just a tiny room, very basic.""Nonsense," Alfred insisted, his tone becoming more concerned. "I insist on seeing where my student is living. A proper environment is crucial for academic success."Harry's shoulders sagged in defeat. He kne

The livestream continued as the TECHSPA CEO confidently approached the MindMaster device on stage. "Now, let me demonstrate this groundbreaking technology," he announced to the packed auditorium.Marcus grinned smugly at Harry. "Watch and learn, street boy. This is what real innovation looks like."The blonde girl nodded eagerly. "I can't wait to see this AI read someone's mind. It's going to be incredible."On the phone screen, a volunteer from the audience sat down in front of the MindMaster device. The CEO placed a sleek neural headset on the volunteer's head and activated the system."The volunteer is now thinking of a specific number between one and one hundred," the CEO explained to the crowd. "Our MindMaster AI will read their thoughts and display the number on this screen."The device hummed softly, its lights blinking in sequence. Everyone watched expectantly as the AI processed the neural signals.Suddenly, the screen flickered and went completely black."What's happening?"

Harry sat in the passenger seat of Alfred's car, his mind still racing with worry about Victoria. Alfred was preparing to drive them back to the lab when he reached for his keys and scraped the back of his hand against a sharp metal edge protruding from the dashboard."Damn it!" Alfred hissed, pulling his hand back and examining the wound. Blood began flowing freely from a deep gash that had clearly hit a vein."Professor, are you okay?" Harry asked with concern.Alfred winced as he looked at the injury. "It's deeper than I thought. I can see the vein is cut—this is going to need stitches."The blood was flowing steadily now, dripping onto Alfred's pants and the car seat. Alfred grabbed a tissue from the glove compartment and pressed it against the wound, but it quickly became soaked with blood."I need to get to the hospital immediately," Alfred said, his face pale. "This kind of vein injury can be serious if not treated properly.""Let me help," Harry said instinctively, reaching ou

Harry stood frozen inside the trauma bay, staring at Victoria's pale, lifeless form on the hospital bed. The machines around her beeped weakly, their sounds growing more irregular by the second.When I healed Alfred, it just happened, Harry thought frantically. I wasn't trying to do anything. But now I need to do it on purpose, and I have no idea how.The pounding on the door grew more violent, accompanied by angry voices from the medical staff."Open this door right now!" the first doctor shouted. "You're violating hospital regulations!""What are you doing in there?" the second doctor demanded. "Are you disturbing the patient?""Security is on the way!" a nurse called out threateningly. "You'll be arrested for interfering with medical care!"Harry ignored their threats and approached Victoria's bedside. "Victoria," he called softly. "Can you hear me?"Her eyes remained closed, but he could see she was still breathing—barely. Blood continued to seep from her injuries, staining the wh

Once they were safely inside Alfred's car, the professor locked the doors and turned to face Harry with an expression of barely controlled terror."Alright, Henry," Alfred said, his voice shaking slightly. "I need you to explain to me exactly how you managed to heal both my hand and that girl today."Harry shifted uncomfortably in the passenger seat. "Professor, I honestly don't know how it happened. It's as confusing to me as it is to you.""Don't give me that," Alfred snapped, his usual calm demeanor cracking. "People don't just spontaneously develop miraculous healing abilities. Where did these powers come from?""I felt some kind of energy," Harry said slowly, trying to find words for something he barely understood himself. "It started in my chest and flowed through my arms when I touched you and Victoria."Alfred gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles white with tension. "Energy? What kind of energy? Are you talking about some form of bioelectricity? Electromagnetic fie