Chapitre 2: No, no, this can't be!
Opening his eyes, James found himself disoriented, staring up at an unfamiliar ceiling. The modern comforts of his bedroom had vanished, replaced by the grandeur of a larger, more ancient room. The walls were adorned with dark wooden paneling and ornate tapestries. A large, heavy window, draped with thick curtains, let in only a sliver of muted light. The bed beneath him was grand and luxurious, far larger than the single bed he was used to, its dark velvet cover contrasting sharply with his previous minimalist bedding.
As he moved, James became acutely aware of the changes in his body. His hands, once large and capable, were now small and delicate, the skin smooth and youthful. When he spoke, his voice was higher and softer, a stark departure from his usual tone. The sound was almost alien, like that of a child on the brink of adolescence.
Panic began to set in as he tried to comprehend the situation. He attempted to climb out of bed, but a sharp, stabbing headache suddenly overwhelmed him. The pain was intense, causing him to clutch his head and grimace. Memories surged into his mind in chaotic bursts, each one more disjointed than the last. The influx of new memories was disorienting, a jumbled mix of experiences and emotions that made him gasp in agony.
Gradually, the haze began to clear, and James's understanding of his situation solidified. He realized he had been transmigrated into the body of a young boy within an alternate Harry Potter universe. This reality was far removed from the world he had known. In this universe, there was no Harry Potter. Instead, the savior of the magical world was William James Potter, whose distinguishing mark was a peculiar symbol on his forehead.
William's new identity came with a sibling—Rose Potter—though she was a mysterious figure, barely mentioned in the scattered memories that now swirled in his mind.
He panicked and started shouting, "No, no, this can't be! I can't be transmigrated into my own fanfiction." He remembered how many changes he had made to make the story more appealing and how many layers of danger he had added. If the original story was a 1 in danger, his version was at least a 100.
He tried to calm his breath by taking deep breaths and recalled his current identity: Aslan Boone. His father had been a Death Eater, while his mother had not participated in the war. According to his mother, his father was killed by Alastor Moody after "He Who Must Not Be Named" vanished, which most believed meant he was dead. However, the Death Eaters knew he had not truly died. His mark, though weakened, was still present. When his father returned home in anger and fear, he tried to kill his mother and him. Although his mother was able to save them, she was hit by a curse—a dark magic. While a normal wizard might recover from such an injury, his mother, who was also saving him, could not.
Afterwards, his father left the home and was killed. His mother was examined by wizard doctors who said that due to the damage she had sustained, it would be difficult to save her. Although the war was over, not everyone was willing to come out of hiding. Some sought vengeance for their families killed by his father, while others demanded exorbitant fees. As a final hope, the doctor provided treatment to extend her life by eight years. She died when he was nine and a half, which was a year and a half ago.
Now he lived with an old house-elf, Riki, who was nearing the end of his own life. According to Riki, he would live for at most one more year.
Just as Aslan was busy reviewing his memories, a sudden voice interrupted him. He looked towards the source and noticed an owl pecking at his window. Jumping out of bed, he opened the window. The grey owl entered the room and moved towards the table, then looked at him.
Aslan understood that the owl wanted something and shouted, "Riki!" A creature resembling a dusty old version of Master Yoda appeared, blinking his long eyes. "Master Boone called," he said. After matching the elf to his memories, Aslan instructed, "Give something to eat to this owl."
The elf turned around and vanished, reappearing with a bowl of meat. Taking the bowl, Aslan moved to the table and placed it in front of the owl. The owl left the letter on table and began enjoying its treat .
Aslan look at the cover having symbol with 4 creatures, lion ,snale, eagle, and bagger, the symbol of Hogwarts. He reply his memory and understood today is his birthday. At his last birthday he told Riki to not celebrate and wish him in future on birthdays, yesterday too he command again so that's why it was peaceful start.
Opening the letter he look-
"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster : Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Federation of Magic, First Class Magician of the Order of Merlin, Chief Magician of the Wizengamot.)
We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.....
Attached is a list of required books and equipment....."
Everything is normal as standard letter .
Then heard something which gave him shock was bigger than the his transmigration.
Ding: Omniversel gacha system is on
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
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