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"London?!" Fei terkejut begitu mendengar Yifan mengajaknya untuk pergi ke London. Yifan tersenyum lalu menunjukkan telunjuknya di bibir lalu berkata seperti ini. 

"Kita akan pergi ke London untuk memburu kepala seorang bangsawan Inggris di sana." katanya tanpa perasaan bersalah. 
Fei hanya bisa meringis pasrah. 

Di mulai dari perebutan lukisan miliknya yang melibatkan seorang menteri dalam negeri membuat Fei berujung pada kasus pembunuhan keluarga kerajaan Inggris. 

-- "Are you ready guys?" Xu Yifan Li 
-- "Bad idea!" Luo Zhi Fei 
-- "Sucker man...." Kim David 

**Spin-off Novel I Can Live 
**Series I Can Live

Ron brought him and his friends in the house they had their breakfast there. Weasleys are kind. So Harry liked staying there. When Ron's parents heard that harry potter escaped from his house without informing his stepparents the Weasleys got angry. They advised Harry not to do that again. Then Harry went around the house. The house was filled with magic. The sweaters knitted themselves the brooms swept the floor themselves. The dishes washed. The Weasleys are happy that the whole family have learnt magic and Ron and his sister Ginny are learning magic. The other side in Harry's stepfamily is frustrated on sending Harry to Hogwarts and allowing him to study magic. Harry just wished his parents were alive. "Harry are you ready? We have to get to London to buy your school books." called out Mrs.Weasley. Harry went to the lobby. They used floo powder to go to London. Ginny, Fred and George went first showing Harry how to do it.  Harry was told to pronounce accurately and clearly. As Harry went under the chimney and dropped the floor powder, ash flew up to his mouth. He was not able to pronounce Diagon alley correctly. He ended up in a shop full of word items. There were human bones and skulls. He exited the shop and saw himself surrounded by old wizards and witches. It was what looked like shops for Darks Art. He suddenly spotted Hagrid and went out of throat wicked place quickly. There came his friends running. Mrs Weasley was very panicked. She told him to say the words more clearly next time.  Hermione was there too. She took her wand and tapped on Harry's broken glasses and the breakage cleared. Harry was astonished. Then they all separated and went to buy their books. Harry entered a shop which was very crowded to buy his defence against the dark arts books. Gilderoy Lockhart was there. He is Harry's defence against the dark arts teacher. The moment he saw Harry Potter, he took a picture with him and gave his books signed for free. However, when it was Harry and Ron's turn, they got banged into the wall. They weren't able to pass through. This has been what they have been doing all the time. Passing through the wall to get the train to Hogwarts. However, this time it didn't work. The train ticketer (for the real world) was looking at Harry and Ron and asked" Are you guys okay? Why are you two banging into the wall?" "We are okay," replied Ron and Harry in confusion. "Harry it is already 11 o'clock. the train leaves sharp at 11 o'clock. we must have missed it. What can we do now?" asked Ron."Can we use your father's flying car?" asked Harry. Ron gave out a smile signalling Harry that that was a great idea.

The visit to Diagon Alley was quite fruitful for William. It confirmed that this is truly Harry Potter world. 

William drawn some conclusion after his visit, first is there is no mention of time period before birth of Harry Potter, so his advantage reduced and second he had to stay clear from Dark Lord matter until his strength become significant compared to Dark Lord or Dumbledore. 

Although William felt some doubts, he was confident that he could become wizard. Because for the moment, when he just transferred into original body he felt some weak trace of blue energy. When he just entered Diagon Alley, he felt that energy once again. Even though he did not know, if that energy is magical energy, it is the most probable explanation. 

First thing he did after his trip, to review all the  books. Books were quite easy to understand compared to modern day high school curriculum. But he knew, in Wizarding world theory will remain theory without practical it would be useless for diving deeper into the study. 

From what he could remember there is no mention of meditation in Harry Potter books. Anyway he did not have anything to do he decided to add one hour daily meditation before exercise in morning. 

Meditation is nothing but being in natural state and empty all thoughts from mind. Even though he could not feel magical energy, his perception of surrounding become clear and his thought process became smooth. William had feeling that meditation will be key for learning Occlumency. 

William sets himself two goals for next two years. One is to earn money as much as possible to support his future endeavors and two feel magical energy to practice as many spells as possible. 

During following year many changes happened in William. He got taller due regular physical exercises. Most noticible change was his eyes, his pupil changed from black to blue. With black hair, fair skin and blue eyes he looked quite charming. 

The change in his eyes happened during half year ago, when to earn significant money he decided to use previous life talent that is of course fishing. The requirement of large and fresh fish is very important in London as Fish and Chips was one of the favorite dish in London. 

When he jumped into the river to obtain large fish, his long forgotten magical energy starts to move on itself. After that time he was like fish in water and he had earned his first bucket of money from river. From that time, he decided to practice his control his magical energy and continue his meditation inside water where he can feel some sort of belonging. 

Although he felt abundance of magical energy  it was very hard for him to guide his magical energy. For better control of magical energy he decided to empty his reserves by practicing spells. Transfugration was quite hard for him compared to charms but by trial and error method he became quite proficient in all first years subjects. 

William thought, "I have to at least get a basic understanding about Occlumency and Legilimency in next year, so I can protect my secrets properly" 

Although it was very hard, he determined to properly shield his mind. And for that to happen he got wonderful idea that is of course meditate inside of water and then try Occlumency.  


Authors note: There is no intended infringement. All copyrights of recognized characters are with J K Rowling / Warner Bros. This is purely fictious work.

Lin Yang is ordinary student of 18 year old. he is true fan of Harry Potter movies and books. he considers himself friend of water. due to unforeseen circumstances he died. Is this the end of his journey or begining?

After that hectic day yesterday he figured it was a good idea to relax he spent about an hour in his arcade room ball pit submerged and just sitting there contemplating life like people do in the shower I must say it works wonders for the nerves he had sent his shadows out to do chores for the day one went to buy muggle books in London he can't just have nothing but magical books in his kingdom he needs things like school books books on politics and leading books on medical practices and all sorts of other things his book collection was soaring over hundreds of thousands thanks to looting the hogwarts library and the room of requirement and borgins collection he would have the elves sort it by type later and he needed his own forbidden section somewhere the gate would be good for this but he couldn't afford it. I mean he couldn't just steal everything could he?.....he could.....but the question is should he. plans were whirling around inside his head. no no he wouldn't he needs to follow the plan and stick to the story some of the things he can change others are more dangerous he remembered Pandoras warning and whew almost went off on a robbing spree I think I might have a problem OK no more stealing for this summer except riddles diary. yes yes good plan. he had plans for the basalisk if he could take it without killing it that is he only knew of roosters and that sword through the mouth speaking of the sword he might try to get that out of the hat he had sent him some nice lining and a new hat stand last christmas. back to the shadows tasks he had the one in muggle London for books he had one practicing spell combat at hogwarts in the room of requirement he had one buying things in the alley more books and the like and getting him some new clothes his were a bit Short on him now the other ones where just wandering deeper into unknown parts of the forbidden Forest getting new plants he could buy some but then he'd be getting farther away from his goal of the gate he only had to be patient he had a gold making stone and a farm making money nonstop as long as he could stop spending it. enough enough no use stressing over future problems I'm just going to make a pizza play some runescape maybe cut some trees get some affection from Luna and the girls and just relax. Daphne and tonks had started to sneak in at nights and cuddle with Lunas urgings their parents where all shocked about the trunk they got for cristmas but didn't know about the linked together part they had taken to customizing them when they got home tonks had pictures of rock bands and video games Ryan got her Daphne had made hers look more formal and neat with a kind of office vibe going on and started to learn about muggle politics with her laptop Ryan got them tonks just liked YouTube and Luna liked animal planet. all different flavor girls but best friends. he got some visits from Harry who complained about Noone messaging him when Ryan had his elves capture dobby in the act and took him to his kingdom where he was bonded to Ryan and away from the malfoys the kingdom works like that it instantly makes me number one over bonds like that and breaks the old one dobby was very thankful and spilled the beans to me about malfoys plot. but I already had counters ready if I take the book and stuff it in my inventory it does Noone else any good also I'm gunna grab the diadem. this year now that voldemort is gone I'm going to loot that entire room to the ground and sell everything i might get enough for the gate. i wonder how my system will respond to horcruxes. I guess we will just have to find out. after a long hard day of woodcutting in runescape and some comedy shows with the girls before bed the day ended pretty well he still has a couple months to work out and just play before he has to deal with that oaf Lockhart since he's changing the second year plot he's gunna have to find a way to get rid of him he can't just kill him for being an attention seeking whanker he has his bottom line. hmm maybe an anonymous complaint with all the wrong things in his book to Amelia in the department of magical law enforcement he does basically memory wipe everyone after he steals their story more than likely that's illegal.

Reincarnation? Wishes? A System? Magic? Harem? Pudding? This story has all of those. Multiverse travel, kingdom building, fan boy dreams come true in this wild story starting in the Harry Potter world. Instantly op character? nope. sharingan at the start? nope. shameless Mc? yep. shameless comedy? yep. NTR. nope. 

Just to let everyone know this is my first story English is my native language I planned 0 chapters in this whole book and I literally started writing it because I simple wanted to read it myself. It contains parts from bringing the farm to another world, shadow hack, and supreme Anime system. leave any advice you want I read all comments and try to take them into account.


(disclaimer I only own my characters I personally make) also there will be some grammar errors and some plot holes think of this as a rough draft I'm just winging it basically at this point lol doing well so far tho I plan to go back later to fix small things like speech and paragraphs sometimes I miss things. be gentle it's my first time.

I decided to quickly go to Scafell Pike and install those 160 formations on the 160 pillars, to lazy to fly I teleported there.

to my surprise I saw Henty and Joana there standing not to far from one of the pillars I decided to teleport over behind the pillar so the don't see me and to look miseries. 

walking out from the shadow of the giant rocky pillars I walked up to them.

"What are you doing here?"

"AAA! Mister shopkeeper do you have to scare me like that."

"Sir we came to look for you, unfortunately I can't give you this mountain so we have to give back the books you sold us."

I see whats going on, I thot so this was there idea from the start  they took the books copied them then returned them.

Idiots do they realy think I would ever give back something once given to me.

"I would realy like to give the mountain back but I already sold it to my junior disciple, hes planing to start his sect here he even convinced master to act as the ancestor and guardian of the sect so no mater what you try unless you want millions to lose there lives you will never get this mountain back and even with millions you probably wont be able to take anything standing behind these pillars."

She looked back at me not knowing what to say. I was still wondering why they came here, sure they obviously did want to return the books but they could have bone so in the shop even if it was closed they would just have come back later.

"So Henry what are you realy doing here, be honest now I don't want to have to start coursing problems."

He looked ta me with his eyes trying to evade mine.

"These strange pillars suddenly appeared so we had to come check it out."

I don't think he's telling the truth but I don't care any more.

"Just make sure not to cause trouble here ok."

I ignored them and started putting the formations on the pillars connecting them to a main formation at the top of the mountain then to the core formation back at the shop. 

I also installed some summoning formations behind the pillars and connected them in the same way. 

Like this if some one tried to go in to my territory I can just summon some monsters to deal with them. 

Do to the 25 meters high wall the monsters can't invade the sect so I can just hunt them down later or let the Mr. Gibson and the others do it.

I went back to the store and dove in to my bed to sleep. I've been working non stop for 3 months making. 

Tomorrow is gone be a day of maybe I'll try to convince my family to move it London or maybe some other place were monsters wont live do to the low magic density.

THE NEXT DAY

"Dad its me, how are you? ... So you heard about those strange things happening lately to. I think its a good idea if you move to London. ... No don't wary I've got some stuff I need to show you. ... You see I've opened my own shop here, and I own the building next door to so if you want you guys can live there. ... I know but its not safe there I've heard there gone build a wall around the city to protect from those things. And the house you live in right now will not be in the wall. ... Oke I'll see you in a bit."

It was hard to convince him but I'm sure they will understand. 

Now how am I gone buy the building next door I don't have any savings left.

My eyes fell on the ring laying on the counter, I've always had the habit to walk around as I talk on the phone and this time I wondered in to the shop.

Opening it I was disappointed to find only 176 thousand pounds in it, don't get me wrong that's a lot of money but not enough to buy that house unlike this one that was about to colepes when I both it the building next door is in perfect condition and doesn't just have 2 floors like this one but 4 Buying it is gone cost 1 to 2 million.

Just as I was about to panic I saw a girl stand at the door It is that girl that I put in charge of the shop will I was talking to Mr. Gibson. 

I opend the door and let her in.

"Why are you here?" 

I asked the obvious question.

"Sir, you said That I was done for the day implying I should come back, right. You weren't here yesterday so I decided to try again today."

"Good, I didn't mean for you to work here but I just so hapend to need some help, you see I want to buy the building next door, the 4 story one but I don't have the money right now so I want to sell some very expensive stuff. Do you have any friend that would be interested in any magical item I have. Maybe a potion or a scroll, a sword that can cut steel like paper or armor that is completely bulletproof.

I decided to just five it a try  had nothing to lose any way.

"Sir what do you want to sell?" 

"I've got all kinds of stuff honestly I don't even know what I do and don't, maybe a defense item that can make you immune to magic below tier 6 or a gun with a formation in it that makes bullets unnecessary and can pierce even a meter thigh wall, or a potion that gives you super human straight maybe a sword or spear that can cut basically any thing seriously I got anything and everything."

"Do you have healing items like potions that cure wounds?"

"Sure I got tons of staffs of resurrection and all curing potions from the deadliest poison to the most fatal wounds it can cure all."

"Do you have a way to fix a crippled leg!!"

"Sure a high tier healing potion would do the job maybe a legacy tier one if the leg is cut of but I've got a lot of those."

She immediately got her phone out of her hand bag and called some one, I didn't want to be rude I'm planing to work with her after all. 

If she can solve this problem for me I'm sure she'll be the perfect employee.

"Sir a friend of mine's dad has a crippled leg can we go there to check it out right now?"

That was fast.

"Sure were is it?"

"It's the Edwardian mansion."

I know were that is its one of the most expensive houses in all of London after all.

I used invisibility and mass teleportation and appeared right in front of the mansion.

I was traped in a dungeon for a while and now the world is being takeover by monsters.

I pressed the door bell and when the door opend I marched in. I went to mom . 

   'If you are here about your marriage then your effort is gonna waste. You have always done as you wished now let us do something right in your life.'

   'Mom, marry your daughter off when she is just 18 isn't a right thing you are doing for her. I wanna go foreign and study. '

   'And ,what you wanna study? fashion designing,littrature if you wanna do that you can do it here and your in-laws live in Kerel.Kerel has best education in our country,I guess, so you can study there and you don't have to take care of your expenses either when you are married. Is it clear.You don't have any idea what you wanna do,what will you do,you just wanna go London , why, because their universities  have gigantic collection of books. you even read books of fairies, ghosts and magicians.'

    'Not  ghosts mom feinds, demons and not magicians wizards, witches ' I intrerrupted.
    'Mareina, how dare you talk back and interrup me I am older than you. You are gonna get married so learn some mannares.'
    'I don't know about manners mom,  I have morals instead.'I retorted.This was what I could not stand I had dignity too how could I stand anyone insulting, accussing , critiaizing or beating me. They didn't know me and they were just worried about me I told myself.
    'Oh, then listen to us, we don't want you to waste  your life nor you can  crumple our prestige with your stupid actions.She said with a strait face.
    So that was the end , wow , i would just get married and live with strangers because I didn't think the man that chose me for his wife would be a man I like. With a cold face matching the raw weather I said,' whatever, I will get married ' because i couldn't make you trust me but i couldn't reveal anything.
   'Hmm,and for that you have to stay with us for the whole day,from now on stop sitting locked in your room. You need to learn so much.'
   I thought holy mother what the hell I was gonna do with the new change of my life.

Sophia dies without doing the things.
She needs to compleate her story which started ages ago.
 
Eric Night has everything in his life but suddely his life changes when Sophia enteres in his life.

Leroi Kinsella thinks that he is just not from this world which makes him detached from his family.But he doesn't know he is actually someone special.


What happenes when they all weave their stories with eachother.

Peter Pov:
When I first opened my eyes I already had an instinctive knowledge of what I should do, what I should do, and what my mission was. I was raised by my master to take care of his son in case of emergency, until I was no longer needed, which would happen when he turned 17, he was 3 that year, so my master put me through training so that I could use the knowledge I had correctly.
##### 1 year later #######
My master died a few days ago and his son has been in a coma since that morning when he leaves the room, I realized that the young man was finally awake and apparently did not know where we were.
My first thought about him was that he was weird, the second was that he was apparently curious.
We spent the afternoon talking and realized that he had a strange interest in the books in the room, also realized that he had no memories of his parents and was giving a strong front.
### 1 years later ###
a lot of things happened throughout the year, and I realized that he had an absurd amount of energy (mana) for a child, something he apparently didn't realize himself, plus I realized that he was trying to control his magic, I pretended not to notice what he did, I didn't know what to do, but I kept an eye on him just in case. During this period, I remember his strangeness as an example what happened the first time we met, he almost laughed at my name, even though I was trying to show a serious face, I could see the frustrated attempt to suppress a laugh.
Over the last few months, he has finished reading the books in the room, so we decided to take a quick trip to see new places, and it was on this trip that I realized how smart the young master really was, he convinced me to buy a stake in certain companies and invest in several different trading points. which I found strange and hardly received the request. A few months later, I realized how much money the Silverstone coffers were raising.
### # 3 years later ######
He didn't notice me with the focus he put on his own training anymore, I noticed the advance he made, he created his own martial art technically, and he even found a way to put magic into it. I also noticed that he began to awaken his lineage, it seems some sort of mutation in the mother's lineage, the way he improved in the control of his magic is amazing. but I realize that because of this any rapid advancement of skill will only occur during his teens.
during this middle ground I made him do various activities alongside his studies, he no longer notices I'm training him to take charge of the family in the future.
we visited Brazil in the meantime but we had to leave quickly because of a civil struggle in the magical world there, this only confirms that I will make him go to the school that his father went because I do not trust him not to get involved in these struggles.
##### 1988 ######
During the last year not much happened, we visited the diagonal alley in London, and he was invited to some socializing parties later, because of that I realized that I stopped teaching him etiquette, he was already polite when we met and passed over my mind, but from now on we will solve that.
On a side note we had a new addition to the family, our house elf now with that I will not waste time taking care of the house and I can call with the damn paperwork I have to sign and review. It is at this time that I wanted the young lady's investments not to focus so successfully, the worst is that he went ahead and gets involved in it, now the level of advancement in technology alone is amazing.
#### 1989 ######
finally, he will go to Hogwarts, he is very nervous and I am very proud of the boy he is becoming, all the stuff can be bought by our elf, so we just need to worry about the clothes and the wand.
We spent the afternoon buying roughages and some materials the young man wanted for his inquiries. I have no idea what goes through his head.
we couldn't get it the same day so we had to go back the next day to look for it, in the end, we didn't think so we had to go order the wand for him, we spent a late afternoon getting him the materials, obsidian, Fenix girdles, 100% pure silver , phoenix blood, Obscurity essence, the young lord's blood, a diamond, and a stored storage container of the young lord for possible reinforcements in the material, it was incredible the effort we had to make to achieve everything, and the pressure it was huge, nothing the family coffers need and of course the young gentleman talked to the old man afterwards, I have no idea why.
He has come to go to Hogwarts, and be dreaming of all that we have been through so far, I also realize that my time is passing and soon I will have to let him more it can wait for the future. I hope he will make great achievements in what awaits him in the future.
With that, I leave the young lord on the train to Hogwarts.

I was a completely normal person until I died and reincarnated in Harry Potter.
Now I have to deal with what life brings me.
-I don't have rights to harry potter
- I have no image rights
- the story is just a fic. It has nothing to do with reality.
- English is not my first language (obviously)

"Hey, you okay?" A concerned Arch looked at the kid beside him, Elliot, who seems nervous.
They are going to London now, and are already at the airport.

Elliot wasn't nervous because it his "first time" going to the Wizarding World, which Arch assumed. He was yet preparing himself to face the place that brought him death. 

"O- Nervous? No... well, a little bit," with his obvious expression, Elliot just stated the truth as it would just make him embarrassed. 

He prepared everything already. He had a proper goodbye to the orphanage, which probably most of them didn't care. That makes him hesitate if he should really help them or not in the future. 

After that, he packed up all of his money, his available clothes, showering materials and ususl needs. And most importantly, his training materials. Included there is his own sword, suit for training, and then books. Not magic books but martial and sword arts books. It was practically useless now. He mostly mastered and if not, have memorized them already. But it's better to have it. 

He gave the crucial things to his master, because it would be illegal obviously to bring a sword with him, which Arch already ordered for it to be shipped to London. Yes, London, England, as they will be going to Diagon Alley first, in the Charing Cross Road. 

His master didn't have the ability of Apparition, and doesn't have Floo Powder also. So they have to get there physically. 
Elliot was surprised as a wizards core is already destroyed, he's still a "wizard" no matter what. Just don't have the ability to conjure magic. Hence, his master explained that his still able to go there. 

"Good morning passengers. This is the pre-boarding announcement for flight 420C to London. We are now inviting those passengers with small children, and any passengers requiring special assistance, to begin boarding at this time. Please have your boarding pass and identification ready. Regular boarding will begin in approximately ten minutes time. Thank you."

The announcement was made and Elliot gripped his fist tightly together. His already strong now, he can do this. 

Arch saw this and just smiled with a bitter taste into it. Euphoria, that in this case.. this will be his last time... 

The final boarding was announced and the two got going on their feet, waving goodbye with the dramatic fake crying Claude in their back. 

The two laughed as they hurried up on their way. 

After boarding the flight and setting off, it took some boring hours or so to the two. Elliot, now addicted to training is just calculating how much things he can do in these hours. He asked Archif he can enhance his core but was disappointedly rejected as his close contact with people might harm them. 

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Wellbourne Airport. Local time is 1:29 PM and the temperature is 23° Celcius.

For your safety and comfort, please remain seated with your seat belt fastened until the Captain turns off the Fasten Seat Belt sign. This will indicate that we have parked at the gate and that it is safe for you to move about. "

As the landing announcement was heard, the two sleeping prince wake up rubbing their eyes. It was the most uncomfortable sleep Arch had , while it has been a year long since Elliot managed to sleep in a good place so there's nothing he really noticed. Except for the bad food maybe. 

The landing pressure didn't affect the two, it was just like air passing them. And after that, boom. They're now in London. Just few more rides and they will arrived at the place where Elliot always wanted to go to. Not like he actually had places to go but who cares. 

The two boarded off, looking like a father and son in a luxurious family on their way to a battle. 

Well, there aura is definitely something more domineering than the other people lousy ones.

If Elliot found his weakness now, it's being sick to any muggle transportation. Cars, Plane, even bike. He was just being patient when he was on board. But now he felt like puking ruining their perfect image of boarding off. 

He felt dizzy but his excitement quickly got rid of it. 

After some security checks, they got their baggage all ready for another ride. The weather was alright today. Good weather for exploring Diagon Alley.

As Arch has yet to know that Elliot has his past life, he will introduce him briefly into Diagon Alley to let him feel the changes. And unfortunately, he had to already go after that.

°°°°°°
First PoV

And here, we dropped off afternoon in this lively place, and in my range of sight, I see the broken down house which is the inn half pub, completely not belonging to the modern stores beside it due to its looks. It's the Leaky Cauldron. 

The Leaky Cauldron is a popular wizarding pub and inn located in London. It was the entrance to Diagon Alley and indirectly, Knockturn Alley. As I remembered, the rear of the pub opened up onto a chilly courtyard that contains the entrance to both alley ways.

I embarrassingly remembered as I first, my past life, didn't believe that I can go to the Wizarding World through that way, thinking it's some sort of prank. That's why it took some time to force the old me to go to the door. Also the first time I met Harry, where it's the start of the time I idolized him because of his fame. Bad choice really.... 

As now i see it, there's the door where it would lead to the pub and also inn. It's look outside, makes muggles immediately turn away. Probably why most muggles don't even try to go there.

Arch first moved and opened the door, where attached a sign "Leaky Cauldron" in fancy fonts, revealing the messy yet popular pub due to its food and as the non-wizarding world to wizarding world transportation.

I quickly followed, and there I was welcomed by the drunk people, some were reading books  or just minding their own stuff, then there's the fascinated people, first timers I say.

Well, me, rather than fascinated, nostalgic feelings started popping in.

No one tooked noticed of us except the innkeeper, Tom, whom smiled at us greeting.

"New faces er'? Welcome to Leaky Cauldron guv, the oldest pub in London, I'm Tom, the innkeeper," the man let out his hands, named Tom, an old guy wearing formal butler-like clothes, a very old styled one. But that's how Wizarding World is. 

"Oh, thank you, I'm.... Martin, this is my son..*cough* Faust," Arch offered his hands handshaking Tom. Was lying even needed?

I sent a confuse glare at him but his eyes says just go along with it.

"Well, you've already studied this I presume right?" Arch asked in a low voice, only for me to hear. He meant if I need more introduction to this place. 

"Uh yes, up to the point I already have memorized the directions of Diagon Alley..... - and Knockturn..." I said being a confident little boyo who is proud of himself. But in truth I never studied, I just "already" know it. 

"Oouoouuh, my little boy is now grown up~ Illegal things already? "
Teased Arch to me still being in the play that he's my father. I sent him cold glint shutting him up.

I just sighed, leaving him alone as I go first, going to the back where there are brick walls.

'Three up, two across'

It was the password for the brick of o remember, if not, I might just ask Arch, I tapped the bricks each clearly.

And as I tapped the last brick, it magically opened like the wall was exploded apart. And there, I take my first step to Diagon Alley.

The Wizarding World was blissful as the young wizard hero, Harry Potter, has once again saved the world from the dark wizard, Voldemort.

Unknown to them, there were a lot more people who help to defeat the dark lord. But it just revolves the young man, Harry there, Harry here, Harry everywhere, as always.

Peculiar to his schoolmates, Ron, Hermione, and other more, one stand out from the rest. Unfortunately, not because of his heroic nor anything good in particular, but because of his bad deeds. A man named Elliot. 

But truth, he was framed.

After the sorrowful life he had, he had the chance to change himself.

Himself from the past.

Creating an empire that will stand high among the rest.

(DROPPED)

22nd July 1991

"Mr Smith, I presume? I am Professor Minerva McGonagall, the deputy headmistress at Hogwarts School. I am here to talk to you about your son. May I come in?" 

John surveyed the tall middle-aged woman in front of him. She was dressed smartly, although her fashion style was out of date by around thirty years. A thin face and sharp nose, a set of square spectacles were resting on the bridge, and a set of thin lips gave her an appearance of someone not to cross. 

"Yes, please come in," John answered, his trained eye completing it assessment—Not a threat. He swept his hand towards the living room, gesturing his welcome. The woman nodded and followed him in.

As she walked in, John wondered why this lady was here. They certainly hadn't applied to any school. Once she seated herself on the couch, he voiced his question.

"You say you're from a school? Are you here to offer Mark a position there?" John asked before remembering, "Oh, how rude of me. Would you like some tea or coffee?" 

"No, thank you," came the polite reply, followed by a muttered, "Perhaps that would be a good demonstration."

John nodded and sat himself on the armchair. This lady, professor, he reminded himself, was one of the most intriguing figures he had ever met. And as a former SAS captain, that list was not easy for someone to get on to.

Now that he observed closely, she was clearly older than sixty, but her movements held the spryness of someone much younger. Although she was not a threat, everything about her was contradictory.

Her mannerisms were that of a teacher, but behind them were reflexes of a fighter. Her eyes held the experience of an academic, yet they had scanned the room for danger the moment she entered through the door. She had definitely seen combat action but was not in that role today. After all, female soldiers weren't unfamiliar to him; he had seen his fair share. 

The way she carried herself, John would've guessed that she was armed with a weapon if he hadn't known better. Perhaps it was an old instinct she hadn't gotten rid of completely.

"Is your son at home today, Mr Smith?" asked the lady in front of him, bringing John's attention back into focus. Before he could answer, however, a voice carried in through the hallway.

"I am."

John turned to look at Mark, who gave him a grin as he walked in the room towards him. 

"Ah, young Mr Smith. As I mentioned to your father, I am Professor Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts school in Scotland." Once both father and son had her full attention, she continued,

"Before I proceed any further, I must ask a few questions if you don't mind." She removed a small piece of paper from the small bag she was carrying. It was yellowed and thick, and John would've guessed it to be some sort of parchment.

After seeing affirming nods, she proceeded, "Now, you are Mark John Smith, born Thirtieth of November Nineteen Seventy-Nine, correct?"

"Yes," Mark replied. The professor tucked the parchment back in and looked at them again.

"Now Mr Smith," she said, her voice delicate, "has Mark ever done something odd, something unusual? Something you couldn't explain, perhaps?" Her eyes were watching the two of them for any hint of reaction. She must have found some, for her face assumed a brief sense of triumph.

John wondered just what exactly was going on. Who was this lady? He glanced sideways and saw Mark's eyes peering at her. Moments later, however, his son smiled.

Okay. It can't be that bad then. Still, John needed answers. Deciding not to let her off so easily, he gave his reply.

"Yes." The professor smiled and gave him a slight nod.

"Mr Smith, this might be a little difficult to believe at first, but your son Mark is what we call a Wizard." She took a brief pause, waiting for the words to sink in. She must have been expecting an angry retort but was pleased when none came.

"You're not joking," John observed.

"No Mr Smith, I am not. Your son is a wizard, just as I am a Witch. I am the Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and I am here to offer Mark a place at our school."

John observed the professor silently, trying to see any sign of dishonesty. Finding none, he surreptitiously glanced at Mark. Seeing that his son wasn't giving him any signal to the contrary, John continued the conversation.

"Can you show us some proof of this? This—uh—witchcraft?"

"Magic. That's what we call it," she clarified. "Certainly. Since earlier we discussed having tea, let me conjure a pot of tea right now." 

She drew a long wooden stick from her dress, a few inches smaller than a foot. Holding it in her hand she began her explanation. 

"This here is a wand. Witches and wizards use wands in order to channel their magic," She spoke as she simultaneously performed a complicated wave of her wand and pointed it at the table in front of her. John watched dumbstruck as a beautiful porcelain teapot and three matching cups and saucers appeared out of thin air. The pot was likely full of tea, for he could make out wisps of steam escaping through the spout.

While Mark was watching all this with a scientific fascination, John's earlier instincts were confirmed; this wand had been the dangerous weapon he thought she had been carrying. 

The professor then gave her wand a small flick and the cups began filling themselves before floating towards John and Mark, who was slack-jawed at the incredible sight.

"The existence of magic has been kept a secret from non-magical people by the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy, in effect since 1692." She took a sip from her cup before continuing in a manner that indicated that she had given this speech many times before.

"Hogwarts is the oldest magical school in Europe and it has trained young wizards and witches for more than a millennium. I myself am the Professor of Transfiguration, and Mark would be studying in the company and under the tutelage of some of the finest minds of Magical Britain."

She took another sip from her cup, then set it down on the table.

Before I proceed further, here is the Hogwarts acceptance letter that I'm here to deliver," she said, fishing out a yellowed envelope made out of thick parchment and handing it over to Mark.
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Mr M. Smith,
Second Bedroom,
24, Beauchamp Road,
Battersea, London

Mark studied the emerald green lettering on the thick envelope, all the while digesting everything that he had learnt. He could make out his father asking some questions about the curriculum, fees, and such; His dad was nervous, and he could sense his apparent relief at the explanations provided by the elderly witch about Mark's abilities. The answers that professor McGonagall provided his father were of little interest to him since he had already gleaned them out of her head.

That's not to say he'd invaded her privacy; on the contrary, he had just plucked out the information she had held in front of her mind as she must have prepared to explain to his Dad and him. He used the same technique in class at school and managed to learn much quicker than his peers. 

The mind worked in a vastly different manner than most people thought. Mark had gone through enough books on brains and neuroscience, and even though he didn't understand them fully, he got the gist that no-one really understood the mind either.

Mark broke the red seal on the envelope and drew out the heavy parchment inside. As his fingers brushed the heavy parchment, his thoughts drifted to his father. 

He couldn't leave him here, could he? What about the treatments? Not that his dad couldn't take care of himself. And Edwin would be there to help. But could he just leave? 

The guilt slowly began to gnaw at him, and he glanced at the seated figure of his father. He hadn't seen his father this enthusiastic about something for a long time. His father turned to look at him that very moment, and he must have sensed Mark's apprehension.

"I'll be fine, champ," he reassured, giving Mark a definite nod. Mark smiled in reply, then turned his attention to the now unfolded letter in his hand.

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. Smith,

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 September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours sincerely, 
Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress

'Albus Dumbledore.' Mark recalled the image of the bearded man he had seen in the professor's mind. His thought tapered off as he turned to the second piece of parchment, a list of supplies he was expected to bring.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

UNIFORM
First-year students will require:
1. Three sets of plain ...

... NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS

It was possibly the most bizarre list of things Mark had ever thought he would read. Now finished with them, Mark passed both the pieces of parchments to his dad. He turned to Professor McGonagall.

"Where will we find this stuff, Ma'am?" he asked, even though he already knew the answer.

"Here in London, Mr Smith. In Diagon Alley"

"London?" John looked up in surprise from the parchment in his hand. "You're saying there's a wizarding market here in London?" he asked in amazement.

John was already sold on the idea of his son being a wizard, given that he had seen proof enough of magic. He had not detected any dishonesty in the Professor over the course of their conversation, and most likely neither had Mark. 

John was no fool; he knew Mark must have read the professor's mind the minute he entered the room, and frankly, he did not mind his son's vigilance. 

"Indeed Mr Smith," the Professor answered with a kind smile. "If I have your agreement, I would like to escort you to Diagon Alley on your first trip as a guide and to assist in the shopping of the school supplies." 

"Splendid," John answered immediately, squashing any errant objections that Mark may have had on the grounds of his Illness. He was feeling great. After all, his son was a Wizard.
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"So Albus, how have you been?" 

The man in question was seated on the plush Indian style diwan, adorning the luxurious sitting room of his host, sipping on a cup of earl grey. Lifting his twinkling blue eyes, he answered with a smile.

"As good as can be expected, my friend. Overseeing Hogwarts is one of the few responsibilities I enjoy shouldering." Pausing to take a sip, he continued, "Cornelius insists on owling me asking for opinions on outlandish proposals. I do manage to persuade him to divert the funds to something useful, but he seems stuck on reviving the Triwizard Championship." 

He would not have shared such potentially sensitive information with anyone, but his host was no ordinary wizard. Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore had known him for almost a century now, which was but a fraction of the six-hundred-sixty-plus years that Nicolas Flamel had been alive. And knowing Nicolas, he would have to offer juicy information to make him open up. Even though it had been Nicolas who had requested this meeting. 

"Has he gone mad?" Nicolas scoffed. "The Triwizard Championship was discontinued for good reasons. Why, by the last one it had turned into a poor effort at pumping national pride. I should know. I was there," he added with an air of authority

"I think Cornelius wishes it to go down as one of the few accomplishments under his term as the Minister of Magic," Dumbledore replied, absently stroking his beard. 

"Then he's just a selfish fool, who doesn't care for the students who would be participating," cried Nicolas. His exclamation brought his wife into the room from the adjoining library. 

"Come on dear, you're exaggerating it a bit too much," she remarked, taking a seat beside him. "I'm sure Albus would not let the children come to harm." 

Albus couldn't help but beam under her praise, just like he had all those years ago. Madam Perenelle words had always held a special place for him. 

"Yes indeed, Perenelle. I will try my best. The safety of the students has always been the most important thing," he took a sip of his tea, "Although I do hope that the plan falls through," he added, more to himself.   

Now finished, Albus set the cup on the table in front of him and looked at the couple in front of him. To an outsider, it would seem as if he were the senior person here, with his almost white hair and beard. With a slight peppering of grey in their hair, both Nicolas and Perenelle hadn't seemed to have aged a day since the first time he had met them when he was just a boy.

Although he knew the secret of their excellent health, he chose not to comment on it. It had long been a point of debate and disagreement between them. Albus decided to get straight to the pertinent question now that the pleasantries were concluded.

"So Nicolas, Perenelle," he looked at them both, "what is the reason that you called for this meeting? What can I help you with?"

Nicolas seemed hesitant to begin, and Albus deduced that this must have been his wife's idea. He turned and looked at Perenelle, who was sitting upright and had a serious expression on her usually impassive face.

"Well Albus, it is quite simple. News has reached our ears that dark forces are after the Stone." She took a pause before continuing, "Not your ordinary thief, mind you. They have skill, whoever they are."

Albus was fully attentive now. The Stone was one of the most powerful artefacts in existence. Its safety was paramount. But why were they telling him?

"How can I help?" he asked. The Flamels had been close friends of his for many years, but they rarely made any requests of him. So, he was ready to help when they did.

"Well, we want you to protect the Stone at Hogwarts." Her tone was not that of a request but that of demand. 

Albus was taken aback. Nicolas and Perenelle had never let anybody even handle the Stone without their supervision. Even during the height of the last war, they had always taken the responsibility of protecting the stone onto themselves. What had changed? Taking a stab in the dark, Albus made a guess.

"You're growing weak." 

Nicolas widened his eyes, clearly disturbed at the implication. Perenelle's face, however, showed no emotion as she confirmed Albus's statement with a dispassionate nod.

"Nicolas has already moved the stone to a safe location," she took a pause, squeezing her husbands' hand beside her. "But I fear that it's not safe enough" 

"Perhaps you should consider…" 

"No," came the immediate response, this time from Nicolas. "It is out of the question. We are not destroying the stone. And bear in mind Albus, you will not either," he added with a hint of warning.

They had always reached the same impasse every time the topic of the Stone was brought up.

"Our need for the Elixir is not our primary motivation Albus," Perenelle interrupted, partly to quell the growing tension. "There are still many unfinished projects we are working on. You of all people should understand the importance of magical research."

Albus decided not to stoke the argument any further, and Perenelle continued.

"And as far as the Stone is concerned, it's not just protection we are after." She looked Albus directly in the eyes. "We want you to capture the one seeking it."

"But —"

"You know the castle of Hogwarts is best suited for this purpose. You have complete control over those who enter its grounds." Taking another pause, she added, "And as I said earlier, I have complete faith in your ability to ensure the students don't come to harm."

Albus smiled despite himself. Perenelle knew exactly what to say. After a rather long pause, he gave a slight nod.

"Alright. I may have a few ideas on how to do this." He took a pause. "But it will take time. Months, perhaps."

"You won't have that much. No more than a week at best," Perenelle replied. Albus gave a tired sigh at this and nodded again.

"Where is it now?" he asked, already having a guess to the answer.

"In a high-security vault at the London Gringotts"
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Mark is a First-Gen wizard and a Natural Legilimens. Reluctant to go to Hogwarts, he's soon drawn into the budding conflict between Harry Potter and Voldemort. Not to mention all the mysterious happenings and secrets that he stumbles upon at his new school. All he wants to do is make new friends and possibly, just possibly, find a cure for his father.

Original Character Centric AU story with parallel narratives. Book One (of Four) will span Years 1-3 of Hogwarts.

Major divergences begin in Year 2. Eventual romantic pairings may not adhere to canon.

Year 1 complete.

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