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Succubus System At Hogwarts

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บท 1: (1) Another Child Of Prophecy?

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Year 1991.

Manchester, Stone District, 444 Lily Street.

"Ian, soon we'll be able to go to Chetham's School of Music together!" Hermione gazed at the boy beside her, speaking with eager anticipation.

Ian lifted his head from his book, revealing a handsome yet youthful face. Beneath his red hair, his bright green eyes shone with clarity, and his delicate features looked as though they had been sculpted from classical art.

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Ian reached out to ruffle the little girl's head, smiling gently.

'Yes, Hermione, we can go to school together. But it'll not be Chetham's School—it'll be Hogwarts.'

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Ian had been comfortably watching the Shameless TV show at home when, all of a sudden, the television burst with a loud "pop," and the next thing he knew, he had spectacularly transmigrated.

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At first, he thought he had reincarnated into a namesake "Ian," even preparing himself to redirect "the original Ian's" preferences if needed.

But as soon as he opened his eyes, the words "Don't hurt Harry and Ian—they aren't the children of the prophecy" left him utterly bewildered.

"Avada Kedavra!"

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Barely giving him a moment to think, that strange yet familiar green light came hurtling toward his face.

The threat of death made Ian instantly recall more than a year's worth of memories from his infancy.

Ian now understood that he had transmigrated—or rather, reincarnated—into the magical world of Harry Potter. His identity was as a character that didn't exist in the original story: the youngest son of the Potter family, and Harry Potter's twin brother—Ian Potter.

Fortunately, his mother in this life—Lily—shielded them from the Killing Curse with her body.

But the force of the curse threw Ian out of the house, leaving him unconscious on the lawn, thus allowing him to escape Voldemort's pursuit.

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As for his twin brother in this life—Harry Potter—who came with a legendary protagonist aura, he also miraculously survived, thanks to Dumbledore, and was taken away to become the "Boy Who Lived" destined to defeat Voldemort.

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In contrast, Ian was not so fortunate. Perhaps due to a butterfly effect, Dumbledore didn't come to rescue him like he did with Harry. Shortly after Ian was left on the lawn, a passerby mistook him for an ordinary child and sent him to an orphanage.

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Although Ian had become an orphan, with his parents gone to the heavens, he now awakened a succubus system with boundless power.

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As long as he could make others fall in love with him, he could earn charm points, which could be exchanged for various magical items and skills.

Wasn't this just a dating system, plain and simple?

Thinking of all the stunningly beautiful girls in the original story, Ian felt his heart race with excitement.

Life in the orphanage wasn't as difficult as he had imagined. With his soft, adorable looks, Ian could easily get away with anything he did, living comfortably and even thriving in the orphanage.

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The other children adored him, and the adults, feeling sorry for such a young boy who had lost his parents, treated him with extra care.

When he was seven, he had a chance encounter in the park with the Granger family of three, and he quickly became close friends with the sweet and adorable Emma—oops! Hermione Granger!

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Using his considerable charm points, Ian easily won over Hermione's parents, who soon started seriously considering the idea of adopting him.

But Ian politely refused, saying he "didn't want to trouble Mr. and Mrs. Granger."

As if he could ever be content to call Hermione his "sister"—how could he possibly have a clear conscience dating the young witch if they were siblings?

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Oddly enough, his refusal only made the Grangers feel even more compassion for him, and they signed a foster care agreement with the orphanage, bringing him into their home to care for him.

Over the years, they even treated him with more affection than their own daughter, Hermione.

Just as he had hoped, Ian and Hermione grew up together as inseparable childhood friends.

Whatever Hermione had, Ian had as well.

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When Hermione took dance lessons, piano classes, or attended tutoring sessions, the Grangers would sign Ian up too, treating him entirely like their own son.

Meanwhile, Hermione, convinced by Ian's smooth words, wholeheartedly believed that he was her future husband...kekeke

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"Ian, you're daydreaming again!" Noticing Ian's distraction, Hermione pouted, put her hands on her hips, and pretended to be upset. "Are you saying you don't want to go to Chetham's School with me?"

"How could that be?" Ian chuckled, reaching out to pinch Hermione's chubby little cheeks, and replied gently, "I'm really happy to go to school with you."

Hearing this, Hermione instantly broke into a big smile, her dimples showing faintly, so adorable that it melted Ian's heart.

She grabbed his hand eagerly, looked up at him with a beaming smile, and said, "Then it's settled! We'll go to Chetham's together, go to university together, and…"

"And what else?" Ian asked, amused.

Hermione's cheeks flushed, and she mumbled softly, "And we'll date each other."

"Alright, we'll date each other," Ian replied with a low chuckle.

"You're the best, Ian!" Hermione exclaimed, happily throwing herself into his arms, nuzzling him like a little kitten.

Ian laughed and gently patted the little witch on the head.

If he set aside his inner plans of "wooing the young witch," the scene certainly looked quite heartwarming.

Meanwhile…

In Britain, London, at Hogwarts Castle.

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"Albus! That child is still alive!"

Professor McGonagall burst into the headmaster's office, looking excited as she held the enrollment list. "I saw Ian Potter's name on the Book of Admittance! He's a new student this year!"

Hearing this news, not only Dumbledore but also the portraits of past headmasters in the office all leaned forward in surprise.

Ian Potter.

Harry Potter's younger brother—the boy was still alive!

"Minerva, are you certain there's no mistake?" Dumbledore stood up, his tone serious.

"Absolutely no mistake; I saw his name with my own eyes!" Professor McGonagall insisted, handing the list over to Dumbledore. "The child's name is on the list of first-year students this year; there's no doubt about it!"

"Oh my, I thought that poor child had perished in the attack…" Dilys Derwent murmured from her portrait, her voice heavy. "After all, the Dark Lord wouldn't leave any loose ends."

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Hearing Headmistress Derwent's words, both Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall fell silent.

They all knew that Ian Potter's survival was nothing short of a miracle.

Phineas Nigellus Black, from another portrait, clicked his tongue. "Truly surprising. I thought the Potter family had been wiped out entirely, except for that one scion, Harry Potter."

As the previous headmasters began to murmur among themselves, Dumbledore raised his hand to silence them. "Enough. We should be grateful that the child survived."

He turned to Professor McGonagall. "Minerva, regarding Ian Potter, we need to make some thorough preparations."

"You're absolutely right, Albus," McGonagall agreed with a nod. "We cannot allow that child to suffer any more harm."

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The portraits of the past headmasters chimed in as well.

"Yes, we must protect him."

"We cannot let history repeat itself!"

He and Harry are both children of prophecy!

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They are our hope to defeat the Dark Lord!


บท 2: (2) You Are A Wizard, Ian!

Listening to the chatter of the portraits, Dumbledore fell into deep thought.

His deep blue eyes glinted behind his half-moon glasses as if he were contemplating something significant.

"Albus?" Professor McGonagall called out when he didn't respond for a while, unable to resist asking, "What's on your mind?"

"Oh, nothing," Dumbledore replied, snapping back to the present with a slight smile. "I was just thinking that tomorrow, we should personally deliver Ian's acceptance letter. I'm sure he'll be delighted to learn he's a wizard."

McGonagall smiled as well. "You're absolutely right, Albus; we should make the trip ourselves."

Glancing at the list on the desk, she read aloud, "Ian Potter, residing in Manchester, Stone District, 444 Lily Street."

"Manchester…" Dumbledore picked up his wand and gave a light wave, and a golden light began to twinkle over Manchester's location on the map of Britain hanging on the wall. "Then, tomorrow we'll pay a visit to Manchester."

The next morning, as sunlight streamed through the window, Ian awoke from his sleep, stretching with a lazy yawn.

He glanced out the window; it was a rare beautiful day, bright and sunny, with not a cloud in sight.

Ian climbed out of bed, got washed up, and, still in his pajamas, opened the door, planning to head to the kitchen for a glass of milk. Just then, he saw Hermione rushing up the stairs, breathless.

"Ian, get up! We have visitors! Our acceptance letters are here! Mom and Dad asked me to come get you," Hermione said, panting. She paused when she noticed that Ian was already dressed, a bit surprised. "You're already up?"

"Yeah, I was just about to get some milk," Ian replied with a soft smile, reaching out to help her catch her breath. "No rush; let's go down together."

With that, he took Hermione's hand, and they headed downstairs.

As they reached the top of the stairs, Ian heard a warm, elderly voice coming from below.

"Mr. and Mrs. Granger, thank you very much for your hospitality. We're here today not only to deliver acceptance letters to the young witches and wizards but also because we hoped to meet Mr. Ian Potter."

Hearing this, Ian paused slightly, his eyebrows raised.

If he wasn't mistaken, that voice belonged to the Headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore.

The old bee actually came in person?

Was he planning to test him like he once tested Voldemort?

Ian felt a bit surprised, but he kept his expression calm as he held Hermione's hand and descended the stairs. In the living room, he saw two elderly figures sitting on the couch, engaged in conversation with Mr. and Mrs. Granger.

One of them wore a deep purple robe, with wise blue eyes glimmering behind half-moon glasses—none other than Albus Dumbledore.

The other, dressed in an emerald-green robe, had a serious and dignified expression. Ian knew this lady should be Professor Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts.

Seeing these two legendary wizards sitting on his couch, even Ian couldn't help feeling a bit nervous.

Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall noticed the two young wizards coming down the stairs, and both of their gazes landed on Ian, looking him up and down.

Red hair, green eyes—he looked very much like his mother, Lily. Yet, in his brows and eyes, there was a hint of resemblance to his father, James Potter.

As Dumbledore looked at Ian, a flicker of complex emotions passed through his eyes.

Mr. and Mrs. Granger noticed Ian and Hermione as well.

Mr. Granger quickly called out, "Ian, Hermione, you're here! Come over. These are Professor Dumbledore, the Headmaster of Hogwarts, and Professor McGonagall, the Deputy Headmistress. They're here to deliver your acceptance letters."

'The Grangers behaving like this.. did they cast a spell on them?'

Ian led Hermione into the living room, gave a slight bow to the two wizards on the couch, and greeted them, "Good day, Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall."

Hermione followed his example and greeted them as well.

"Apologies, Professor Dumbledore," Ian said, feigning confusion, "but neither Hermione nor I have ever submitted an application to your school. Could there be some mistake?"

"Haha~ No, there is no mistake," Dumbledore replied with a gentle smile, shaking his head. "Applications to Hogwarts are not required from young wizards themselves. As long as a young wizard is eleven years old and possesses magical ability, they are automatically included on Hogwarts' admissions list."

He paused, his gaze deepening as he looked at Ian.

"Wizards?" Ian and Hermione both exclaimed, putting on just the right expressions of surprise.

Dumbledore raised his wand and gave a light wave toward the coffee table in front of them.

Immediately, two parchment letters appeared on the table—their Hogwarts acceptance letters.

"Magic!" Hermione gasped, her eyes shining as she stared at Dumbledore's wand, her face filled with curiosity.

Ian also put on a look of curiosity and longing, though in reality, he felt entirely unfazed.

"Aren't you going to open them?" Dumbledore asked with a smile, noticing the two of them standing there in awe.

"Oh, of course!" Ian snapped out of his thoughts, quickly picking up the acceptance letter from the table and reading through it.

Hermione followed suit, eagerly grabbing her own letter and carefully reading each line.

The familiar crest of the lion, serpent, eagle, and badger made it all feel a bit more real to Ian.

He couldn't help but wonder if his "Savior" brother had also received this letter by now.

Thinking of that green-eyed young wizard from the movies, a flicker of complex emotion crossed Ian's eyes.

After all, Harry Potter was technically his only family in this world.

Though he had never met Harry Potter, Ian was all too familiar with the path his life would take.

Losing his parents at a young age, growing up under someone else's roof, and then finally, at eleven, receiving a letter from Hogwarts and stepping into the magical world.

But even in the magical world, Harry's fate was far from an easy one.

In his first year, he was already entangled with Voldemort, and his entire school life was marked by encounters with Voldemort's Horcruxes, narrowly escaping death time and time again.

Thinking about it, his Savior brother really did have a destiny filled with hardship.

Ian sighed inwardly, though on the surface, he maintained a calm, yet quietly expectant expression.

At that moment, Hermione had also finished reading her acceptance letter. Her face lit up with excitement as she looked up at Ian. "Ian, can we really go to Hogwarts to learn magic?"

"I think so," Ian replied, smiling as he ruffled her hair. "Look, we've got the acceptance letters right here in our hands."

Hermione, overjoyed, hugged Ian's arm tightly. "This is amazing! Ian, we get to learn magic!"

Seeing Hermione's excitement, Ian couldn't help but feel a bit of that excitement himself, and the tension he'd felt earlier began to fade.

Ian then turned to Dumbledore, his expression showing a touch of curiosity and hesitation. "Professor Dumbledore, I heard you mention that you wanted to meet me? And… why did you address me as Mr. Potter?"

At Ian's question, a glint of admiration appeared in Dumbledore's eyes.

This young wizard before him was even smarter and more composed than he had anticipated.


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