1938.
By an unknown small lake outside London.
A young man named Sypha Corwin is sitting on a wooden pile.
He held a fishing rod in his hand and a straw stick in his mouth.
The young man has a slender figure, black hair, black eyes, and fair skin.
However, at this moment, he was staring blankly at the seemingly calm water in front of him.
It has been eleven years since I came to this world.
The past slowly came to Xifa's mind.
Eleven years ago.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I was adopted by the kind-hearted Lady Mary in her orphanage.
Although life in the orphanage is difficult, food and clothing can be guaranteed after all.
As I get older, I have become more obedient and sensible since I was a child.
Not long ago, Lady Mary reluctantly agreed to Xifa’s fishing trip.
In fact, fishing is just an excuse to cover up the secrets of Western France.
Xifa was an ordinary member of Blue Star in his previous life, living a nine-to-five life every day.
One night I went to bed and watched the movie Fantastic Beasts 2, and then I opened my eyes and came to this world.
At first, Westerners thought it was the Western world in earlier years.
Until one night, a piece of news was broadcast on the radio.
Citizens saw someone flying on a broomstick in the sky.
Although, the radio station later refuted the rumor and said it was an acrobatic troupe performing.
But when he heard the news, Xifa was shocked.
That night.
He quickly tried all kinds of weird chuunier lines.
Experienced failure again and again.
Finally, with a cry of "Wingardim Leviosa"!
"Me!@##!"
According to other friends at the orphanage.
At midnight that day,
Xifa was severely reprimanded by Lady Mary for the first time.
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No Potter, no Hermione, no Fleur, no noseless man, oh, there is...
"Gulu——"
One or two bubbles appeared around the buoy.
Xifa, who was trapped in memories, quickly came to his senses.
He glanced around.
Great, no one noticed.
"Wingardim Leviosa!"
Xifa whispered the curse.
Under the buoy, a big fish that was frantically trying to die in front of the fishhook broke through the water and flew towards Xifa.
Xifa skillfully took advantage of the fish flying towards him in the air.
Pick up the sharpened stick at your feet.
Take advantage of the situation and nail the big fish to it.
Then, he stared at the lake blankly, not knowing what he was thinking about...
There are already two. There is enough food for tonight.
Western France used the same technique to nail another fish.
Then I decided to pack my things and go back to the orphanage.
Make a delicious fish soup for your younger brothers and sisters.
"Pa-pa-pa"
At the first sound, Xifa froze. At the second sound, Xifa looked for fame and went out.
Before the third sound could be heard, the violent Xifa was pinned in the air with a sharp wooden stick.
"Hey! Don't be too grumpy, young people!"
Xifa tried it a few times and found that the wooden vines that bound him were particularly tough.
He couldn't break free, so he faced the person speaking with a kind smile.
The middle-aged man in front of me was holding a small wooden stick in his hand and a bowler hat on his head.
He has a beard and bright blue eyes.
"I have no ill intentions towards you."
The middle-aged man spread his hands and explained to Xifa.
Xifa did not answer, but silently looked at the wooden vines that bound him.
"Okay, okay, he is really a very guarded little guy."
When the man didn't do anything, Muto slowly let go of Xifa.
"Child, calm down, I have no ill intentions towards you."
Seeing that Xifa was still holding the stick tightly and not letting go, the middle-aged man said nothing more. He also realized that he had just spoken suddenly, which made Xifa's spirit tense.
Xifa finally recovered from the frightening downtime.
I was almost scared to death just now.
Behind him, someone silently applauded his magic performance.
In this era of unfriendly public security, my reaction is indeed excusable.
However, he still went to subdue the other party and did not intend to kill him.
Although, I want to break into this magical world.
I have done enough self-psychological suggestion over the years.
Be ruthless when you need to be ruthless, otherwise you will suffer the consequences.
But in front of a living person, I still feel intimidated, let alone, I can't beat him.
"Okay, okay, your magic is stronger than mine, you have the final say."
Xifa threw away the wooden stick in his hand.
He said angrily.
"Ministry of Magic? Auror?"
The middle-aged man frowned when he heard this, but he thought that the boy had already recited the floating curse just now, and even advanced to the level of the flying curse.
Although he is an orphan, knowing some information about the magical world is not enough to shock him.
"No, my name is Albus Dumbledore, and I am a Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
"Professor Dumbledore?!"
Xifa said in surprise.
"When you officially enroll, you are welcome to call me this. Of course, it is not impossible now."
Dumbledore blinked playfully, thinking that Xifa was surprised that he was a professor and not an Auror.
However, what Xifa was surprised at this moment was that he finally saw Dumbledore who was not the old man with white beard.
In other words, as long as you hold your thighs tightly.
There will be no worries about your safety for decades.
"Then, should you introduce yourself?"
Seeing that Xifa was wandering in front of him again, Dumbledore smiled and shook his head, interrupting his thinking.
"Ah! I'm sorry! Professor!"
Xifa quickly came to his senses, bowed to Dumbledore, and then said loudly.
"My name is Sifa Corwin! I am eleven years old! I am an orphan from Mary's Orphanage not far away!"
"Don't get excited, Corwin, don't get excited..."
Dumbledore comforted him.
Orphan? Eleven years old? Looks like I need to find out more...
But looking at his performance... I feel like I'm worrying too much...
"Xifa, can I call you this?"
Xifa nodded repeatedly and stared at Dumbledore eagerly.
Will you consider me talented and accept me as your disciple?
Xifa has some whimsical ideas in his mind.
You know, in this era when resources are controlled by pure-blood nobles, it is too uncomfortable to have no backer.
"Wizards are prohibited from performing magic in front of Muggles, which is stipulated by the International Wizarding Statute of Secrecy. Young wizards are prohibited from performing magic outside of school, which is stipulated by the Hogwarts school rules."
Although she felt a little disappointed because she didn't wait until she wanted to, Xifa still stared at Dumbledore expectantly.
"However, freshmen like you who have not enrolled in school are not subject to the jurisdiction of the two. Naturally, our Hogwarts professors need to communicate with you before you enroll."
Still staring with big eyes...
Dumbledore rubbed his head, thought for a while, and then said,
"Your admission notice will be delivered to you by owl in a few days."
...
"Xifa, if you are still confused about anything else, please speak up!"
Dumbledore finally couldn't bear it any longer and raised his voice!
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