Luna has been accepted into Witchcraft Academy, the school for gifted and talented witches. She is excited for all the adventures she's going to have, but unaware of what else is to come. Join her on her journey, as she makes new friends, discovers her true powers, and finds that her true love isn't all that far away.

Is it possible that Roland will ultimately not win the final battle?
Will all his effort go to waste?
Is Providence responsible for this?

Yan Kai was brought by the same power that once took Roland into another world. How can he surpass himself and improve in the new world? Is it Fate?

"I am weak! But I will not always be weak!
 I will be stronger! The strongest! I swear on the blood that I had spilled and will spill from now on and until I will close my eyes forever!"

The next morning, Gerald and Cana left the Guild after having a quick and tasty breakfast. The meal was courtesy of Makarov, of course. Free food always tasted better. Both of them agreed on that as they rubbed their bellies.
Cana led the way to Nelos Arms with a skip in her step. She had gone on a few jobs with the other Guild members her age, but it was mostly out of necessity.
Today, Cana was going on a C-rank job that she could've handled on her own with ease. She had done multiple of those item retrieval jobs before, and she had completed them alone. Yet, she had invited Gerald for this one. She liked spending time with him, even though he was a bit quieter than she preferred, but that was because he didn't have that much to talk about. He didn't have any stories to tell of his adventures. This would change today, and she would make sure of that.
The kids in the Guild weren't allowed to take B-rank jobs on their own. They had to have at least one more teammate for those jobs. Only Erza and Mira were permitted to take B-rank jobs on their own, but that's because those two were monsters. She could understand Erza since she had seen her train like a madman for the past three years, but Mira was a different story. The eldest Strauss had so much Magic Power, a strong Magic, and so much talent. It wasn't fair. Cana also had a lot of Magic Power, but why didn't she have a strong natural Magic? She had been stuck with her Card Magic, and she had been content with for so long. Maybe it was time to add a different Magic to her repertoire.
Cana looked at her new friend, who was the main reason for changing her mindset. Gerald also had Card Magic, but the first chance that he got, he started learning another Magic. He wasn't satisfied with the cards that he was dealt with and wanted more. Maybe she should follow his example. There were so many books in the archive of Fairy Tail, at least one or two should work for her, right? Even if they don't, she could try to get inspiration from Gerald's Card Magic. Traping powerful monsters in her cards and using them to fight for her sounded like a good idea. As long as she finds a way to control them.
"Is there something wrong?" Gerald asked. Cana had been staring at him for a while now.
"Nope! I'm just happy we are going on a job together," Cana answered with a bright smile and looked away. Gerald had to physically restrain himself from reaching out and ruffling her hair.
"Annnd, we are here!" Cana exclaimed as they reached Nelos Arms. The armory was a small store with a sign above the door that had its name proudly written for everyone to see.
"Welcome to..." A tall and muscled man with black hair and wearing nothing but pants greeted them.
"Nelos Arms!" A carbon copy of the man jumped out from behind him.
"I'm Nel!"
"I'm Os!"
"We are the Blacksmith Twins!"
"And this our shop!"
Gerald and Cana shared a knowing look before the girl turned to the blacksmiths and showed them their job request. "We are mages from Fairy Tail."
The two blacksmiths narrowed their eyes and observed the kids in front of them. One was a boy with messy brown hair, green eyes, and simple clothes that had seen better days. The other was a girl with long brown hair and large brown eyes. She had switched out of her dress for the job. Cana now sported a yellow shirt and beige shorts that were actually shorts, unlike the ones Mira wore. She had a pink belt around her waist with two holsters that were holding her cards attached to it. And finally, she had a brown bag over her shoulders.
"You two are mages?" Nel asked. He wasn't expecting kids to take their job request. He knew that there were a couple powerful ones in Fairy Tail since they had made a name for themselves already, but he didn't recognize the two in front of him.
"We can handle ourselves," Gerald replied. He saw the doubting look of the blacksmith duo and picked one of his cards. "Celtic Guardian."
The appearance of the elf warrior startled the two. Especially since he was even taller and bigger than them, but the moment their eyes landed on his armor and sword, they lit up brightly.
"Oh, my!"
"Indeed!"
They were circling him around like little kids.
"This sword..."
"Remarkable craftsmanship."
"And the shoulder and breastplates..."
"Indeed, green metal like that is not common around here."
Both of them had reached out, just about to touch Celtic Guardian, when the elf warrior dissipated into white participles. The two turned to Gerald with dejected faces, looking as if he had just robbed them blind of their fortune.
"We can handle ourselves," Gerald repeated. He might not have confidence in his own abilities, but he trusted those of his summons. Celtic Guardian had saved his life once, and although he hadn't seen Le Fay in action, he was sure that she was special.
'Of course, I'm special, silly Master. I'm a magician, after all.'
Gerald almost faltered in his steps even though he was standing in one place. Fay had explained to him that she and the others can speak to him telepathically only right after they've been unlocked. After they've been summoned once, they will lose that ability. So, how was she able to do it now?
'It's because I studied, silly Master.'
He remembered that one of the first dozen books that Fay read was Telepathy. That meant that she had already learned a Magic while he was at about 40% done with Archive. Yeah, she definitely is special. Now the question was if she had learned any other Magic as well? That was one scary thought. The only answer he received was the sweet giggle of Le Fay in his mind.
"...and the guards we had hired ran back to the city to inform us of what had happened." The two blacksmiths had explained the job while Gerald was lost in thought.
"So, a pack of feral lizardmen. Shouldn't be that tough," Cana remarked. There were two types of lizardmen in Earth Land. Intelligent ones that lived in tribes and were treated like humans. And feral ones, who were barbaric and were treated like monsters.
"We will send five of our own men with you and a caravan. Once you deal with the lizardmen, they will collect our inventory and let you choose two of the items. And we will be willing to pay you an additional 10, 000 Jewels if you agree to guard the caravan until it arrives at Oak Town."
"Deal!" Before Gerald could try to bargain for more, Cana had agreed. The money didn't matter that much to her since she had two weeks until she had to pay rent. What mattered was that she got the opportunity to spend more time with him while traveling Fiore.
Nel or maybe it was Os, shook hands with Cana to finalize the deal. With that, the two Fairy Tail mages got onto the caravan that led them to their destination.
It took them roughly about an hour to reach there, and on the way, the guard had told him exactly what had happened. Apparently, a large pack of lizardmen had been passing by the road, heading to a nearby forest, when they encountered the caravan. They were all armed with sticks and stones, but there were over 40 of them while there were only ten guards, including the coachman. Their numbers were too much, and after five of the guards had died, the rest had run away. They weren't sure how many lizardmen they had taken down, but they believed to be around ten or so.
"So, are we supposed to look through the entire forest?" Gerald asked.
"Nope," Cana said while shuffling a deck of cards. "Choose a direction and pick a card." She spread the cards for him.
"Fortune-telling?"
"Fortune-telling!" Cana nodded.
Gerald pointed randomly, picked a card, and showed it to her. "Nope, choose another direction and pick another card," Cana said after shuffling the deck one more time.
A bit of trial and error later, she exclaimed. "That's the way!"
Gerald summoned Celtic Guardian and made him act as the vanguard. The elf warrior was more than happy to finally be able to help his Master. He had failed him once and would make sure that never happens again.
The three walked towards the direction Gerald had pointed earlier, and it didn't take them long to encounter their first lizardmen when they neared a cave. Two green-scaled humanoid creatures, who were as tall as an adult human with weapons in their hands, rushed towards them.
Celtic Guardian didn't waste any time and dashed to meet them head-on. His honor as a warrior was hurt when he was slain by the bandit leader, and he had to reclaim his pride. He had to prove his worth to his Master. And that he did.
The lizardmen carried weapons, but that didn't mean they knew how to use them. Celtic Guardian, on the other hand, was swordsman with honed skills. With his first attack, he disarmed one of the lizardmen, and with his second, he chopped his head off. The other lizardman swung his sword at the elf warrior, but Celtic Guardian blocked it with ease before stabbing him through the chest.
"Wow!" Cana exclaimed.
'Wow indeed,' Gerald though. Celtic Guardian's skill with the sword was nothing to scoff at.
They didn't have the time to marvel at the elf warrior's abilities since they heard growling and hissing of more lizardmen coming from the cave. That was followed by footsteps that were moving towards their direction.
'Call upon me, Master, and let me slay those heathens that dare raise their hand against you!' A hissing voice sounded in Gerald's head.
His eyes widened in surprise. Another card had been unlocked. Gerald pulled out his cards, and one of them was no longer blank. On it, there was a lizardman wearing red-spiked armor with a saber in his hand.
'Say my name, Master, and I will slay those heathens in your name!'
Gerald knew that he could sustain one summon for about one hour as long as he didn't need to use any additional Magic Power. He didn't know how long he could sustain two, but he obliged the request of his new card. "Alligator's Sword!"
Cana was surprised by the sudden light when a lizardman in red armor appeared in front of them. Celtic Guardian was the silent type, but the same couldn't be said about Alligator's Sword.
"Rarara! I will slay you all for attacking my Master! Rarara!" After his battle cry, he rushed out to meet the lizardmen and show them their place.
Cana blinked a few times, startled by Gerald's new summon, before a grin formed on her face. "I can't let them hog all the glory, right?"
With her cards in her hand, she followed behind Alligator's Sword. Cana was a mid-range fighter, and she was like a fish in the water. Celtic Guardian and Alligator's Sword were taking the lizardmen head-on while she had hardened her cards with her Magic Power and threw them like shurikens. Not a single one of their enemies had come even close to her since the two warriors were keeping the attention of the lizardmen on them. Alligator's Sword was doing a particularly good job at that.
"Die! Die! Die!"
"For my Master!"
"Pathetic heathens!"
Every single one of his attacks was followed by his words. He was a complete opposite of Celtic Guardian in that regard. The elf warrior didn't say a thing while he was mowing his way through the lizardmen.
Their fighting styles were also nothing alike. Celtic Guardian used precise strikes without any wasted movements, while Alligator's Sword was wildly swinging his saber like a hurricane. But the one thing they had in common was that both of them were skilled warriors the lizardmen couldn't compare to.
"I don't care about your so-called God!" Alligator's Sword spat out after he chopped the head of a lizardman. "I will slay him in the name of my Master! Die! Die! Die! Rarara!."
It didn't take them more than ten minutes to deal with all the lizardmen that were coming out fo the cave. Celtic Guardian and Alligator's Sword were covered in blood as they walked up to Gerald, who hadn't moved since the start of the fight. Not like there was much that he can do since he didn't know how to fight.
"Are you pleased, Master?" Alligator's Sword asked with an expectant look and snapped Gerald out of his daze. The fight might have lasted around ten minutes, but to him, it felt like it was a few seconds.
"Uhm, yes. You did well," Gerald praised them and saw that Celtic Guardian had the same look, so he continued. "Both of you."
"That was... amazing!" Cana exclaimed. This might as well been her easiest monster extermination quest. Feral lizardmen weren't considered a large threat since they didn't have any magical abilities, but she had expected a tougher fight. No, that couldn't have even been considered a fight. That was a slaughter. Both warriors could've probably taken all the lizardmen out on their own without much problem. Gerald's summons were a lot stronger than what she had imagined.
"ROAR!!!!!!" They didn't have the time to celebrate as a large green-scaled lizard made its appearance. The monster was as large as two grizzly bears put together. Attached to its arms and sharp-clawed hands, were rippled and torn webbed-wings. The lizard let out another monstrous roar as it stared at the pesky humans that had killed its slaves.
'Master summon me now!' Gerald heard Le Fay alarmed voice in his mind. He wasn't sure if she was scared of the creature or scared of his safety. Either way, he didn't ask her and trusted her judgment.
Gerald first willed Alligator's Sword and Celtic Guardian to dissipate before summoning Le Fay. "Dark Magician Girl."
There wasn't any of her usual antics when she appeared. She didn't twirl around, nor did she wink at Gerald. Fay was focused on the creature that threatened the life of her Master. It might be just an adolescent Wyvern, but it was still a monster that Gerald and Cana couldn't handle. They didn't have any abilities that could pierce its tough scales. Alligator's Sword and Celtic Guardian would also have a tough time taking it on. They would only end up draining Gerald's Magic Power while healing from injuries that the Wyvern would cause them.
Fay, on the other hand, was a mage. Her firepower was uncomparable to her Master's other summons. The only thing limiting her abilities was Gerald's Magic Power, and judging by her senses should be at around 60%. More than enough for her to take out the Wyvern.
"Darkness Magic: Dark Binding!" Le Fay pointed with her wand, and a magical circle appeared underneath the Wyvern. Hand like appendages made of darkness appeared and grabbed ahold of the monster. Gerald lost 10% of his Magic Power with that spell.
"ROAR!!" The Wyvern struggled and resisted, trying to break free from its binding, but Fay was already preparing her another magic. A magic circle larger than even the Wyvern appeared in front of her. The Wyvern's eyes widened in fear sensing the large amount of Magic Power coming from the magic circle.
"Darkness Magic: Dark Devastation!" A massive beam made of purple energy shot out and hit the Wyvern straight on the face. 40% of Gerald's Magic Power was taken from him in an instant, and he dropped on his knee.
The spell caused a dust cloud to appear, and once it dispersed, they were able to see the remains of the Wyvern's body. Its legs and arms were the only things left. The rest was obliterated from the attack.
Le Fay had immediately dematerialized after casting her spell, not willing to drain her Master's Magic Power more than needed to.
'I'm sorry, Master. I wasn't sure if a weaker spell would do the job.' She apologized even though she saved their life.
"Holy Crap!" Cana yelled out. "The blond is THAT strong!" Cana had met her once, and the entire time, Le Fay had spent reading books and sitting in Gerald's lap. She thought that the blond was nothing more than a bookworm. She was wrong, however.
Cana then noticed that Gerald was breathing hard and helped him up. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, just running low on Magic Power. I will be fine after a short rest." He took a few deep breaths and said. "Let's go and call the guards, so they can collect the inventory from the lizardmen."
'Roar!' Gerald heard a weak cry in his head and checked his cards when he got his bearings straight.
'Interesting.' He thought. 'This could be useful later.'
After the guards collected all the inventory, Gerald selected a sword and a saber as a reward since Cana didn't like any of the items. He planned on getting some weapon training from Alligator's Sword and Celtic Guardian after his finishes learning Archive. The entire fight he hadn't even moved a muscle, and that didn't sit well with him. He felt useless even though it was his summons that had done most of the job. He swore to change that.
They climbed on the caravan, and after a safe one-hour-long journey, they reached Oak Town. They were given 30, 000 Jewels as a reward, and the guards bid them goodbye after thanking them.
"Want to explore the town and help me find a clothing store?" Gerald asked.
"Yes!" Cana was more than happy to agree.
Oak Town was a medieval-looking town that was situated on a hill with a castle built at the highest peak. The two had a fun time exploring the city. Gerald bought some new clothes, discarded his old ones, and after they ate in a restaurant, the two were ready to leave for Mongolia.
"Want to return back in style?" Gerald asked with a grin.
"What do you have in mind?"
He smirked and pulled out his new card. "Baby Dragon!" An orange-scaled dragon, a bit smaller than a bear, materialized in front of them.
"How about by riding on a dragon?"
"No. Freaking. Way!"

A boy wakes up in the world of Fairy Tail with a peculiar set of cards.


The first days in his new home were long and difficult for Timothy.  No one would tell him when he could go home and eventually; he stopped asking.  The house he lived in was very odd to him.  People would come into the shop and often comment on how old things were and say things like "can you believe people once used things like this?" and "How did people survive before modern conveniences?"  To Timothy things like a record player or toaster were wondrous.  Yet the only room that held any interest for him was the library in a small area in the back of the shop.  It was a cramped space with a chipped and stained tile floor.  It did have a couple of small windows that provided some daylight, but with a dozen old bookshelves, some wood, some metal, all mismatched, the room felt dark and always required the light of the bare bulb that hung from the center of the ceiling.  A single metal chair with worn vinyl padding took up a space between two shelving units in the back of the room.  That became his spot.  Books were the only things his new world seemed to have in common with the old, even though most people that came in the shop had very little interest in them.  
For the first six months, a tutor and a therapist would come to their home and work with Timothy to help him learn the language, evaluate his education level and help him adjust to his new life.  He never resisted their efforts, but it took him weeks to want to try and learn.  That day came on a Sunday afternoon when he was able to spend time in the library by himself.  He had just finished reading a book with his translator and started looking for another one.  He would hold the pad up over the spines of the books to read the titles to make his selection.  When he came to one that didn't translate, he pulled the pad away and to his surprise the words on the book spine were in his language.  As he pulled it off the shelf, he realized that some of the words were familiar and others were not.  He opened the book and tried the read it, but only some of the words looked right, and others were spelled differently than he remembered.  Switching the translator to audio mode, he took the book and found his aunt who was making lunch in the kitchen for them.
"Aunt Vickie?  What is this book?"  He asked holding it out to her.
"Well, let's see," she said, happy he was starting to warm up to her a little more.  She took the book, sat down at the small kitchen table and put on her reading glasses.  Timothy grinned as he never saw anyone wear glasses before and he thought they were silly.  "I know they make me look like an old lady, but I have to wait until I'm done with my cancer medication before I can get my eyes adjusted again.  So, this book.  I think it came in with that estate sale I bought up last year.  It looks like it's a collection of old Celtic poems and stories."
"What's Celtic?" Timothy asked.
"Well, it's a language that was once spoken by the ancestors of the Scottish and Irish peoples.  As a matter of a fact that is where our family came from originally.  O'Hara is an Irish name.  We have several ancestors that came from Ireland and some from Scotland.   
Timothy had been told that his father came from the "old world," but he never knew that his father's family came from the same place the old world village came from that he had learned about in school.  The idea excited him as it was a connection with where he came from.  "I want to read this," he said.
Vickie smiled and retrieved the school pad they were using to teach him English.  "You can use this to look up words, even these words.  It will show you the English version, and then you can use your translator to know what it is."  She typed the first word in the book into the pad, and the English translation came up.  She then wrote the word by hand on a digital notepad and had Timothy hold his translator over it.  Vickie knew she could have shown him how to reset his translator to do everything at once, but she wanted it to become an exercise in practicing his English.  
The boy didn't question the process.  He eagerly looked up each word, wrote it out and then translated it again.  In about 20 minutes he had the first poem completed, and his lip quivered.  Vickie looked over his shoulder and read the first passage.  "Little Bird!  O little bird!  I wonder at what thou doest, Thou singing merrily far from me, I in sadness all alone.  That's pretty, but a little dark."
The boy lunged at her and wrapped his arms around her waist, sobbing and shouting, "I want my Mother!  I want my Mother!"
Vickie put her arms around the boy and said, "I know Honey.  I wish she could be here with you, but you know she can't."  She knelt down and rubbed some of his tears off of his face.  "You know, my Dad used to tell me that people are never truly gone if we make a point to remember them.  And we remember people better when we talk about them.  Can you tell me something nice about your Mother?"
Timothy pointed to the book.
"Okay, what about the book, your Mother liked books?"
"She told me that poem," he said with his chin nearly on his chest.
"She told you this poem?"
He nodded.
Vickie remembered something about what Roy said to her about the people of New Terra.  He was recuperating aboard a hospital ship when he called her through a vid-link.  That was the last time she talked to her before he violated the quarantine and when back to the planet.  During their conversations, he tried to describe his experience to her.  He told her that the people of New Terra where descendants of Scottish people kidnapped by the Serkin for slave labor centuries ago, but she didn't think much about it at the time, as she was more concerned about his health than the details of the place he was trapped on.  Now she wished she had asked Roy more about that world before he had abandoned his life to return to it.  She sat back down at the table and turned the page of the book.  Gently she pulled Timothy onto her lap and used his computer to translate it for her.  She then read to Timothy, the translator changing her words to his language and they spent the afternoon exploring their shared history.  





Author:
Matthew O. Duncan is part of the resurgence of Old School Sci-fi.  His books are a mix of Military Sci-fi, Fantasy, Romance, and Mystery weaved together with non-stop action.  Matt started his writing career as a playwright. He won a number of awards and had his plays produced on local stages.  He put his pen down in the late ’90s but picked it up again in 2011.

O’Hara never wanted to be a hero. He was a combat pilot only because his skills made him the best and Earth needed men like him to fight the enemy amongst the stars. Living a life a service and duty, alone in a cockpit suited him well, but fate had other plans for him. Shot down over an alien planet he was saved by a beautiful and mysterious woman named Katreena. He soon learns that the world is populated by people who seemed to have been lost by time and controlled by stones that the people believe to be divine magic. Wanting only to return to his fleet, he discovers that he has more than a passing connection with the world’s people, a love that resurrects a heart long thought dead and a decisive battle to the war that followed him.

Amara with a tray of brownies that she just made heading to the backyard. There she heard bits of conversation between her father, mother and Uncle Josh. Even though she only heard bits of it, she understands the core information. First, she won't be attending Uncle Josh's school, Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry; second, she will be attending wizarding school somewhere near London named Hogwarts because of her father's job; third, she can't leave to London with her parents; and last, Uncle Josh will be the one helping her to buy school supplies and guide her through how to get to school there.
'So Uncle Josh will be the one who helps me buying supplies and go to Hogwarts. To be honest I'm disappointed that I can't study in Ilvermorny because Uncle's story of his school days is so awesome. Well it's better than nothing,' thought Amara.
Even though she heard the 'slightly' secret conversation, she doesn't pretend to not hear it, instead, she is running fast to them to ask a question. Of course, she was careful enough to not make the brownies fall.
"Is it true that I will not attend Ilvermorny like Uncle Josh?"
"It is true darling, your father's job had been moved over to London. If you study in Ilvermorny it will be too far and I also your father don't want that to happen." Her mother answered her question.
Amara pouts and asking again, "Are Hogwarts or something is like Ilvermorny at all? Because all I know about wizardry school is only from Uncle Josh and it was only about Ilvermorny and a bit about Castelobruxo that is in Brazil."
"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is the British wizardry school, located in the Scottish Highlands, Amara. They also have houses just like Ilvermorny," this time Joshua answered her. 
"Here I have bought you a book called Hogwarts: A History. I think it will introduce you to Hogwarts as a first-year."
Amara reads the author's name is Bathilda Bagshot and it was a new printed edition, also the synopsis reads as the following: "Do you want to know the secret of Hogwarts? This book contains all the necessary information that you need and also don't. Though it was your choice to read it or not I will give you one trivia fact, the ceiling of the Great Hall is bewitched to look like the outside sky. Do you want to read it now?" 
'What a strange introduction to a book, but I have to say it makes me curious.' Amara's thoughts on the book.
"Thanks, Uncle Josh."
"You all right, Amy? I'm sorry you can't attend Ilvermorny," Alexander apologized as he knows how much of anticipation that his daughter had to attend Ilvermorny.
"It's okay, Papa. I know you can't help as your job required you to move to London," she replied. "When are we going to buy supplies, Uncle Josh?"
"How about when you're exactly eleven? And in the meantime, you can read that book and other old books from my school, though maybe they're a little different from what Hogwarts is using now."
"It's a promise then if you lie you have to buy me a pet," grinning Amara.
"All right, little Amy."
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Right on June 13, Joshua came to guide Amara in buying her school supplies. Joshua also brought a letter of acceptance from Hogwarts to Amara. The letter is pastel yellow and uses purple wax seals in the form of a lion, snake, badger, and eagle. The front letter being addressed to Ms. A. Hill and her house address and bedroom. It reads as follow:
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmistress: Minerva McGonagall 

Dear Ms. Hill, 
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. 
The term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July. 

Yours sincerely, 
Deputy Headmaster
Filius Flitwick 
And in the second paper there is a list of all school necessities:
UNIFORM 
First-year students will require: 
1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings) 
Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags. 

COURSE BOOKS 
All students should have a copy of each of the following: 
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk 
A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot 
Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling 
A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch 
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore 
Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger 
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander 
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble 

OTHER EQUIPMENT 
1 wand 
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2) 
1 set glass or crystal phials 
1 telescope 
1 set brass scales 
Students may also bring, if they desire, an owl OR a cat OR a toad. 
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS
ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICK

Yours sincerely, 
Michelle Redtwig
Chief Attendant of Witchcraft Provisions 

After reading the letter Amara scrunched up her forehead. 
"Really? it's been ages since Mir-phone is invented. Why do they still need an owl for this kind of work? Owls nowadays are only for being pets and package delivery to the local place that doesn't cost as much as Floo Express Delivery. Is this school not up to date?" Amara said with one eyebrow up in question.
"Well, maybe that's their unique way of communication," grinning Joshua.
"...." Amara can only stare blankly at her uncle.
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A few moments later Amara and her uncle are on the car heading to Dragonite Mall, a central market for all wizarding folk in America. It is an equivalent to Diagon Alley in Britain. Unlike Diagon Alley, Dragonite Mall is like a mall for No-Maj in common. The only difference is inside the have an extended charm for so many shops and also they pay with American wizarding folk currency, Dragot, and Sprink. Dragot currency has 3 types, which are 1 Dragot, ½ Dragot, and ¼ Dragot. 1 Dragot equals to 100 Sprink, ½ Dragot equals to 50 Sprink and ¼ Dragot equals to 25 Sprink.

Amara is a muggle-born witch from America who had to decline an offer to study at Ilvermorny because of her father's work moving to London. For a reason that is she could not be far from her parents, Amara had to study at Hogwarts instead. Amara's uncle is a wizard so Amara has been introduced to the thing named magic since she was a child. How was Amara's adventure at Hogwarts when everything felt new but familiar at the same time? The cover is not mine to take credit for.

Jun Wu Xie couldn't help but think of Elder Luo's 'hobby' - the art of witchcraft.
 
In her previous life, Jun Wu Xie had heard of certain ethnic groups in certain places, which were proficient at using this sort of strange and magical art. At that time, Jun Wu Xie was kept in a cage all day, and all she could do daily was to read books, thus having read several books on this subject.
Those books, however, only described the weirdness of this particular subject, but the basis and principle of it was not explained.
Jun Wu Xie remembered that when she was a little old, that demon had also whispered and mumbled about the magic of witchcraft in private, and he had even wanted to uncover the mystery in it, but the result was a failure. At that time, that person brought home among other things, many of these creatures with very strong toxicity.
Seeing everything in Elder Luo's house, Jun Wu Xie just knew exactly what the uses were for those things.
 
Elder Luo was busy with what she had on hand, and she naturally did not notice Jun Wu Xie peeping from outside. After a while, she filled the liquid in the copper pot into small bottles, and turned away.
Following the direction where Elder Luo was headed, Jun Wu Xie noticed that on the wall behind Elder Luo, there was a thin woman who had been tortured. The woman's face was haggard, and her four limbs shackled tightly to the wall. Her eyes were full of terror and panic. As Elder Luo approached with each step, the terror in her eyes became more and more obvious, as if she would fall apart in the next second.
"What's with such a horrible look on your face? For ordinary people like you, to have the honour of coming to our Sacred Maiden Tribe is a great glory. And you can, up to now, contribute to the legacy of our Sacred Maiden Tribe, this is such a huge blessing that you should be grateful, and not fearful." Elder Luo took a bottle of freshly prepared bewitched water as she stared laughingly at the scared and shivering woman.
She was obviously laughing, but the tone, if anyone heard it, contained indescribable horror.
The woman was already terribly frightened as she looked beseechingly at the devil approaching her. She kept shaking her head and trying to repel the approach of Elder Luo. Her chapped lips spread open but there was no sound coming from her throat. Her voice seemed as if it was blocked by someone. 
Elder Luo didn't seem to see the woman's horror. She walked to the woman's side and looked up and down at the woman's skinny bones, her eyes were as cold as examining a dead object, not a person.
"If it weren't for my witchcraft which has helped you maintain your beautiful face, you will be old and faint. This youth spell is a treasure that only my Sacred Maiden Tribe possesses. To have been used by an outsider like you, you really got a great bargain. It is only natural that you have to return the favour for my tribe." Elder Luo reached her hand out, smiling, as she forced open the trembling woman's mouth. With immense fear shining in the woman's eyes, the bottle of potion was poured into the woman's mouth…. 
The potion entered her mouth and flowed into her stomach, and after just a moment, the woman tensed up as if she had a cramp all over her body. Her blood vessels suddenly protruded all over her fair skin, and her eyes were bloodshot. She looked like she was going to explode in the next second. 
As the initiator, Elder Luo just used a pair of unemotional eyes to record the woman's reaction little by little.


She was a peerless genius in the 24th Century – all she needed was a silver needle and she could practically bring anyone back from the dead.

After an explosion, she crossed over into a strange world; everyone calls her “Miss.” The previous “Miss” before had no contractual spirit, was weak and incompetent, and even the fiancé comes over with a new love and bullies her?

Now that she has taken over, who dares to act so presumptuously around her? With needles in hand, the world is for her to own! Wherever she goes, miracles follow! However, she saved a pest. What was she thinking when she saved that man. His stunning demeanor and impeccable face is a huge contrast to his cruel actions. He tries all ways to win her over.

This is an interesting cross over story with some magic, romance and a black bellied miss as the main character.

In the mourning, in a typical English house upstairs a young child woke from is wonderful dream where he was flying and sending jet of flame in direction of a bald pale man. He get up from his bed and stare at the mirror near his bed.
An eleven boy, slightly tall for is age, nor thin or fat, spiky red hair like flame a punk-rock like style hair cut (Same style as Grindelwald... bite me !), green emerald eyes and smile telling you wait for my prank. A face more handsome than his brother. This his Alexander Potter.

"Well, it's soon will be here."
 After a few second in front of the mirror he heard a faint snoring, he turn is head and look a the double deck bed. In the upper bunks, is brother still sleep. Harry as the same feature of the original, but taller and less skinny, he also wear the same rounded glasses, over the year the face of the twins start to be less and less alike. Alexander approach is brother and start to wake him up.
"Get up, it's morning, breakfast is going to be ready"
"Hmm, ok..." saying this Harry end up sleeping five more minutes.

After another sigh of exasperation Alexander start going down ready to eat is breakfast.
You are probably wondering why the hell the two of them don't sleep in a tiny closet ?
Well without explaining in great detail, Alexander, over the year was able to convince his uncle to buy stock in some company and bet in some sport competition and gain a lot of money making there family rich. Of course the twins barely get any money but there live style was still acceptable. Not living in a closet and having their own clothes. 

To smooth thing even better Alexander teach Dudley making smarter than the original so the Dursley couple were less disrespectful for the twins.
He also never told the truth about his parents or the magical world to Harry, only story before bed. Why you should say ? Well, fame can be dangerous for a children.
Speaking of magical world, both twins were wizards. The magic riot of Harry was the same. When they were in a zoo, Dudley overexcited because a snake was responding to his cousin push him away. Harry in anger look a the glass which disappear. After this a lot of panic and punishment follow... 

For Alexander it's was on dinner night with the sister of his uncle, after some insult toward his parents, anger took him and the house start to tremble and the object to slowly gravitate. Fortunately the Dursley didn't see this, they were crawling under the table to protect themselves....
______________

After eating a breakfast, the Dursley couple took their son to the dentist.
Once the dish clean by Alexander, he was ready to go play outside with Harry when he hear a weird son from the window. Looking at the window he saw an owl looking at him
'It's finally here !' Rushing to the window, he open it allowing the owl to enter. Alexander took gently the letter attach to the paw of the owl and give him something to eat he then shout is brother to come down.
After a few second Harry came to the kitchen.
"What happen Xander ?"
"Look" Alexander pass the letter from Hogwarts to Harry.
Harry took it and look closely.

Mr. H. Potter
The Little room Upstairs
4 Privet Drive
Little whinging
Surrey

The  envelope  was  thick  and  heavy,  made  of  yellowish  parchment,  and  the  address  was  written  in  emerald-green  ink.  There  was  no  stamp. Turning the envelope over he saw a purple wax seal bearing a coat of arms; a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake surrounding a large letter H.

"What it's this ?" he look as he brother for an answer.
"Well it's a letter of admission for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." saying this he open up, there was two page. The first was an introduction.
[HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Mr/Ms. Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.
Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress]

And the second page a list of object needed for the first year.
[HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY


UNIFORM
First-year students will require:
1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags.
COURSE BOOKS
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1)
by Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic
by Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory
by Adalbert Waffling
A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration
by Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi
by Phyllida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions
by Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them
by Newt Scamander
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection
by Quentin Trimble
OTHER EQUIPMENT
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales
Students may also bring, if they desire, an owl OR a cat OR a toad.
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS

ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICK


Yours sincerely,

Lucinda Thomsonicle-Pocus
Chief Attendant of Witchcraft Provisions]

After a few minute to take the news, Harry say with a weird tone.
"Wizard? like magic and stuff ? it's a fairy tales right ?"
"Then tell me, who did the glass at the zoo vanish ? Who the hair of our teacher turn blue ? Who the all house start to tremble when their was no earthquake? We are wizards Harry"
After speaking with Harry and let himself take the news that an entire world is open to him, Alexander took a paper and start writing is reply. After a few short line he gave the paper to owl. The owl flew of the window and go up in the sky disappearing in the horizon.

_______________

The next morning after breakfast, Alexander was able to convince Dudley to go in the cinema with is parents leaving only the twins at the house.
"Your suitcase is ready Harry ?"
"Yes, but why do we have to pack so soon ?"
"Just wait, you will understand soon." After hearing the mysterious reply of his brother, Harry was mumbling not happy...
An hour quickly pass and a sound of a motocycle was closing to the house
'It's time, Hagrid is finally coming !!!'
Harry look outside and saw a giant on a motocycle. Mouth open big enough for allowing an ostrich eggs to enter he heard a loud knocking and the front door suffering.

"Is someone at home ?!"
Alexander quickly open the door before it's break. What he saw was the same giant though a little older. Harry next to his brother ask to the giant in a timid tone.
"Hello sir, what are your looking for ?"
Hagrid look at the twins and smile.
"You are Harry and Alexander right ?"
"Yes sir" respond Alexander feigning ignorance.
"I'm Rubeus Hagrid Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, i'm here to take you to Diagon Alley where you will buy your books and wands for your first year at Hogwarts"

Harry hearing this was shocked and happy that what is brother tell him was not a dream.
"Well sir do you -" Before Alexander could finish he was interrupt by Hagrid.
"Call me Hagrid" respond Hagrid with a serious face.
"Ha-Hagrid" the twins say a the same times.
"Good !" A big happy smile show in the face of Hagrid.
Alexander sigh in front of this gros beta and continue his conversation.
"As I was asking Hagrid, is there a place where to stay at Diagon Alley until the start of the school ?"
"Yes, the Leaky Cauldron a very famous pub among the wizards, why ?"
"Well, because I am not sure if will accepted that we are wizards"
Harry nod firmly to the line of his brother.
After a few minutes of thinking Hagrid finally say.
"Well, your parents left you a fortune so living for a month a the leaky cauldron should be enough I think?"
"Our parents were wizards ?" suddenly say Harry. Hearing this Hagrid look at Harry and then got the reply that his parents die in a car accident. After Hearing this Hagrid get mad and wanted to smashed those damn Muggles.
"Muggles ?" ask Harry.
"It's those who can't do magic" After that Hagrid start a fabulous tale of the Potter couples until Alexander interrupt Hagrid.
"Hmm, Hagrid, can we talk later ? We are still in the front door, should we not go ?"
Hagrid hearing this slap is forehead and start to get ready. He attach the two suitcase on his bike and the twins put them self in the side car.
"Mhh, should we inform Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernom ?" ask Harry to his brother.
"I left a note on the table."  And with this the trio of a giant and two child set off in the direction of the Leaky Cauldron.

______________

After a very uncomfortable journey, they arrives in front of dirty black wall building.
"Welcome to the Leaky Cauldron"
Harry look around and saw that the people ignore the but and ask Hagrid why.
"It's a spell preventing the muggles to see it. Pretty neat hey ?"
 Once entering the Pub, after a discussion between Tom the Bartender and Hagrid a uproar follow because Harry Potter was here. A lot of people wanted a hand check from him. Meanwhile Alexander ask Tom if he could let the suitcases behind the counter to keep them safes which Tom agree.
Alexander hear the voice of Hagrid presenting the new professor against the Dark Arts, Quirinus Quirrell.
After a lot of time wasted they stood in front of an old brick wall. There Hagrid took his umbrella and touch some of the brick. In front of the astonishing eyes of the two little guys the wall start to open showing a new alley.
Hagrid see the look of the both and smile.

"Welcome to Diagon Alley !"

A young man who was acclaimed as a genius by everyone was currently reading Harry Potter, his favorite novel but  was complaining about the story and end up dead by your ever kind god Truck-sama.

I don't own the universe of Harry Potter nor their Characters.

After that conversation with sister Christina, Reid wondering if he can get those abilities if he training his power like the power that he already leaned, like teleportation and telekinetic power. But to wield a power, he should know the power first. And as sister Christina suggested, Reid start to find the references of those kinds of power in the library, although there's internet which can help him search what he's looking for faster, Reid is not accustomed to the internet, moreover, he doesn't have his own PC. With the book in the library, he can come and go even the library was already closed with his teleportation power.
He always brings some book from the library to his room, read it the whole night, and return it to the library the next morning before the library open. From that book, Reid learns many things that happen in the past, and how scary that power if misused. For example, Reid read about a man named Rasputin which with his clairvoyance ability able to give him the power to influence the Russian last Tsar from Romanov dynasty. The other example is Joan D'arc for the vision ability, and what tragic end which caused her to die in the age of nineteen.
Reid boarding his reading by start reading unsolved phenomenal that recorded in the book. He just realized there are many occasion which can't be explained by science. Like self-combustion, where people suddenly get burned without any fire nearby. Reid believe this is some kind of uncontrolled pyro kinesis ability, which makes Reid take extra precautions when he will train this ability later.
This reading activity surely makes Reid become lack of sleep, which caught by sister Christina eyes. She gives Reid a friendly reminder to Reid's health
"Reid, lately you look sleepy and your eyes always red, there's also eye bag on your face. What are you doing lately?"
"I read a lot of book before I sleep, Sister"
"Oh, do you interesting to study another ability, don't you?"
"Hahaha…I just curious with those abilities that sister mention before"
"Alright Reid, I do not prohibit you to read, but you must know that although you have those abilities, you still a human being, made from flesh and blood, not from steel and wires. You can get sick if you did not take care of your body carefully, you should eat well and rest well too"
"Yes, sister. Thanks for your reminder"
"Hmm, did you have any progress with your abilities?"
"Unfortunately I haven't sister. I just read to get a gist about other abilities that sister mention before"
"It's okay Reid. Rome also not build in one night, you should keep practicing to perfectly master your abilities"
"Yes sister"
Thankfully, for these several days, there's no single incident happened to the orphanage.  Reid also almost read all the books related to witchcraft in the history, still, it doesn't give him answer how these people in the past who called witch or wizard acquire their power. Crave for the knowledge, Reid starts to take books that related to modern science. For start he takes many books of physics and chemistry like combustion system and chemical compounding.
'If in the past people called supernatural power as witchcraft, maybe because they don't understand the physic principles that used by that supernatural phenomenon… I hope modern science can answer or at least give me basic principles for this supernatural phenomenon'…that's what Reid's thought.
Reid diligently read all those books and has some understanding about physic laws that govern this world. Like oxygen needed to make a fire, hydrogen is flammable gas and water consisting of oxygen and hydrogen atoms.
"Interesting, two combustible gases when combined create something that can extinguish the fire. If water can be broken down into oxygen and hydrogen molecules, maybe people will not worry about scarcity of oil as fuel. With electrolysis water can break down into oxygen and hydrogen but need electricity to do that…wait human body also produce electricity, even nerve system also using body electricity to deliver brain command…interesting. If I can use body electricity to break down the water vapor in the air then make some heat to ignite the oxygen and hydrogen…I can create fire just from the thin air!"
Reid's commenting this after reading many books about physics and chemistry. He didn't realize that his brain now can thinking and processing information faster than before, thank for the incident in that lab, he just didn't realize it yet. If he studies in formal school maybe he will be called a genius because of his brain capacity to process information faster than normal human being.

A man who tries to protect the weak with the power he acquired from an incident.
Can he live in two worlds?
 In the shadow, he’s respected, admired, praised by people who love him and also feared, hated, despised by people who didn’t like him
In the light, he’s just nobody with no one pay attention to him.

Release schedule : uncertain
But not dropped

Opening the letter it said :

Michael widened his eyes, holding the envelope tightly, the letter read:

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster : Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorcerer., Chief Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confederation of Wizards)

Dear Mr. Blest

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress

With the enclosed list :

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

 UNIFORM 

 First-year students will require: 
1) Three sets of plain work robes (black). 
2) One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3) One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar) 
4) One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings) 
Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags. 

COURSE BOOKS

 All students should have a copy of each of the following:

The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1)
by Miranda Goshawk 

A History of Magic 
by Bathilda Bagshot

Magical Theory 
by Adalbert Waffling 

A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration 
by Emeric Switch 

One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi 
by Phyllida Spore 

Magical Drafts and Potions by 
Arsenius Jigger 

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them 
by Newt Scamander 

The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection 
by Quentin Trimble 

OTHER EQUIPMENT
1 wand 
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set glass or crystal phials 
1 telescope 
1 set brass scales 
Students may also bring and owl OR a cat OR a toad.
 PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS.

Yours sincerely,

Lucinda Thomsonicle-Pocus 
Chief attendant of witchcraft provisions

Even though he knew he was going to attend Hogwarts, he still couldn't contain his excitement. 

From what he knew, his family members have not attended Hogwarts in last 7 centuries. they were all homeschooled because of their 'little blood problem'. In the wizarding world, people have not witnessed the Blest family over centuries. Only the upper circle of the sacred twenty-eight knew about the existence of The noble and most ancient house of Blest. 

the motto of his family was 'illustrant ac tenebras', meaning 'illuminate the darkness'. 

The Blest family was wholly on the side of light. But not the faux light that Dumbledore commanded.They always faught against darkness, which was slowly beginning to expand in the world. 

Morgana was a witch who called upon the dark element in the world, though she used powers of darkness to their full extent to commit atrocities, she never allowed darkness to corrupt herself. Dark Lord Grindelwald was a wizard whose talents equalled Merlin's, even he had brains to not let darkness corrupt him.The only reason for Grindelwald's defeat was that he was not able to fully utilize his talents to their maximum potential, giving Dumbledore a chance at killing him.But Voldemort was a total shithead, in his pursuit of immortality, he gave himself up to darkness, allowing himself to be controlled by darkness. 
Darkness had only one goal, to take over the world. And by losing himself to darkness, he became an apostle of darkness. Though he gained unimaginable powers, he became a pawn in hands of darkness. 

But because of the creation of multiple hocruxes Voldemort lost a great deal of his combat prowess for a period of time, which was enough for him to get killed by a baby in crib. 

Michael somehow knew that the Voldemort in this world was far stronger than his movie counterpart. 

But this only ignited a flame of excitement inside him, because he knew he was also going to be very strong due to help of a certain someone.

Keeping the letter aside he sent the owl back. 

"mom" he called out to his mother who was sitting by the fireplace, reading the newspaper. 

"yes" she replied. 

"can you come here, I have something to show you" he said. 

with a "coming", she kept the newspaper aside, stood up and walked up to him. 

" so, what did you call me for ?? "

"mom, I received the Hogwarts acceptance letter" he said in an excited voice. 

" So, you finally got yours huh kid, tell me, do you want to attend it ?? your father didn't, and I am sure I can arrange for the best private tutors in the whole Europe for you. do you want to attend it ?? tell me honestly. "

"yeah mom, I am sure, it'll be fun, I'll get to make lots of friends" he said with a smile. 

seeing the happy smile on his face she could not help but smile back. Michael was her whole life. after death of her husband, Michael meant everything to her. 

"so get ready my boy, we'll go to diagon alley tomorrow morning to get you a wand and the school material" she said while ruffling his hair. 

" Mooooommm, please don't do that now, I have grown up. " he said in a ranting voice. 

" You'll always remain a brat for me. " while pinching his cheeks. 

with a small cry, he gave up, he knew that it would be easier to defeat Voldemort than stop his mom now. 

He was feeling very happy today, it was his birthday, today he got a wand, a heart warming party, the acceptance letter from the place he desired to go from the moment he got in this world. 

To him, his family was the biggest gift he could have asked for.

Michael, a truck driver gets reincarnated in Harry Potter world with knowledge about holy magic. watch *imagine* his adventures in this new world.



Parings: 

MC / Fleur Delacour / Nymphadora Tonks

Harry / Hermione / Ginny



R-18??? (Maybe) ( Please comment ) 







**DISCLAIMER**
I am a noob writer so any kind of suggestions and criticism will be gladly accepted. 

I don't own Harry Potter or any of it's characters, if I did I won't be writing here. 
this is just a fan fiction.

I don't own the cover photo

"Your son is a wizard Mr & Mrs. Wilson".

Hearing this both Jack's parents were shocked.

Today was the day when Professor Minerva McGonagall came to his house. The shocking thing was that she was related to my father. 
Professor Minerva McGonagall muggle father's sister was my father's grandmother she was my father's grand aunt, they were in touch as Minerva McGonagall loved her aunt very much in their childhood, her aunt used to play with her and babysit her in her childhood the age gap was between them was not more than 10 years.

"So technically she was my great grand aunt like her age was more than 70 years old ".Jack thought to himself.

My father did not know that her great aunt was a witch he used to spend a lot of time with her during his childhood till he was 18, after that they just drifted apart.

Minerva McGonagall explained about the magic and the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy. Like the importance of it and how the magic community should not involve itself with the muggle world.

"Tell me what magic did you encounter in your childhood"

She asked me after she demonstrated like a basic form of transfiguration, she changed the lamp into a table.

"Sometimes I wanted to move stuff they move and other time I changed a stranger hair color at the park"

Jack replied to her, " why did you not tell us" my mother asked me".

"I did not know if it really happened or this was my imagination as I read a lot of comics", Jack replied and added that he tried to do stuff by himself but it did not happen so he just thought that it was his imagination but now his aunt showed the magic he was confirmed that it did happen.

Minerva McGonagall smiled she was the one who wanted to call her aunt instead great grand aunt.

"you will learn to do all the stuff in Hogwarts and maybe all your comics things too" she smiled at jack she was in a good mood as he was her aunt descendant is a wizard. Her aunt Knew about the fact that she was a witch and all and helped her during her underage accidents.

Now Minerva McGonagall was talking to my father and mother about Hogwarts and the war they did not know happened. she did not hide the information she let jack hear the information too.she told me that she was  Deputy Headmistress and Head of Gryffindor House. she gave a brief introduction to the houses, Hogwarts and the magical world.

She also did not hide the information about the muggle-born she told what was it like how they were treated and all she was honest as he was her family and did not want to have some resentments between them.

"Do you want to go to the school," My father asked he jack replied " yes". after he learned about how the muggle-born are treated His aunt said that she will take care of him as her position was high in school. Jack's father was somewhat rest assured listening to what his aunt said.

Jack was talking to his aunt and talking about all the nerd stuff from comics what this can be done .. this...etc. Minerva replied about all the things she liked her nephew she thought that he was intelligent and honest from the way he interacted and the knowledge he has by asking those questions.

Probably a Ravenclaw she thought to himself and she talked to him about the houses in great detail like the houses Ravenclaw and Slytherin she told him that these two houses mostly have Pure blood's and Halfbloods and the other houses Gryffindor Hufflepuff they have a maximum of muggle-borns.

She had dinner with him and his parents and after dinner, she gave him the Hogwarts letter briefly explaining the books the courses and she said that she will accompany him to diagon alley after some days herself.

The letter was as follows;

                                     HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

                                                      Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
                                 (Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
                                 Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Mr. [Jack Wilson],
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
The term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress.

Second page

                             HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

UNIFORM
First-year students will require:
1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags.
COURSE BOOKS
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1)
by Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic
by Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory
by Adalbert Waffling
A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration
by Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi
by Phyllida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions
by Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them
by Newt Scamander
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection
by Quentin Trimble
OTHER EQUIPMENT
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales
Students may also bring if they desire, an owl OR a cat OR a toad.

PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS

ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICK

Yours sincerely,
Lucinda Thomsonicle-Pocus
Chief Attendant of Witchcraft Provisions

Jack did not need to use the memory charms he prepared as Minerva McGonagall his Aunt was going to be His Magical Guardian. she gave brief information about the contract like the magic guardian has all right of him in the magical world his control over his finances and till he is of age. 17 years old to be an adult in the magical world.

So according to this if the child was orphan, If he was a noble like harry potter the whole wealth will be automatically in Dumbledore hands till he is of age. they were many like harry due to the wizarding war, luckily Dumbledore was not his guardian.he still thinks of him as the manipulative old man from what he learned from the book he wanted to be as far from him as he can.

After that time his aunt comes to the house more often, the parents asked if his sister was too a magical born as they were bonded jack his sister and the aunt after the interactions. they did not tell about the magic to his sister as his mother said that if she did not have magic she should not be known till a certain age. she did not want to see the disappointment in her child's eyes one special and one not.

"Currently she is 7 years old so it is not certain till she turns 11 so there is hope," her aunt said as seen Neville Longbottom awakened his magic at late till 11 there was time.

My aunt during these days thought me some Pureblood customs like the behavior the challenges between the families like the dueling she told me about the etiquette and the custom-like when someone introduces themselves it will be a disgrace to himself and his family if not responded to it.

During Harry's first year at Hogwarts at the train harry ignored Malfoy's handshake his introduction due to Ron's behavior it was a disgrace to Malfoy so the feud started between them this was a starting spark to their rivalry.

She also told Jack about the underage magic and how it is forbidden till they were of age and also how the trace was placed on the wand when he will arrive at Hogwarts and told him discreetly so that he can do magic at home Jack nodded to it.

She also told him about magical maturity when it happens and all and the magic child were more physically built than normal muggles like jack, for example, he looked like he was a 13-year-old boy but was 11.

She told him and his parents that she will take them to Diagon Alley that next day and told them about the magical currency the basic conversion and all.

Journey of an Reincarnated 21 year old in Harry Potter world and how he reaches to the peak in the Magical world.
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based on J.K Rowling Harry Potter books.



It's more like he awakened his memories and his journey as a Muggleborn in this world,plus some plot armor.


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Author : Some chapters have been merged , They were too small.

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