My name is Sypha Corwin, I am eleven years old and will soon be a new student at Hogwarts.
I don't smoke or drink. I fall asleep every day and never leave my fatigue until the next day.
Because I am the youngest son of a farmer and have managed the farm alone for many years.
What? Where are the relatives at home?
My father and mother were drafted to the front line, as were my eldest and second brothers.
If it hadn't been for an owl that sent me a letter a few days ago, I would probably have been repeating this mechanical routine day after day.
It's still better than when I was a child! My father and mother pampered me, and my eldest and second brothers took care of me... I was a carefree young master at home.
But...wait a minute!
How do I know about Hogwarts? How do I know Professor Dumbledore? I am a Muggle, how do I know about things in the wizarding world!
——Psychic protection is triggered, someone uses Legilimency on you...
Um?
Walking alone on the stairs leading to the auditorium, Xifa paused. When he heard this sentence that suddenly came to his mind, he slowly raised a question mark in his heart.
What the hell?
However, there is not much time left for him.
The memory of being three years old is a little blurry, but Xifa still clearly remembers the interesting things that happened on his third birthday.
However, once the three-year-old threshold is passed.
It's like a dam opening and the mountain collapsing.
The memories of thirteen years in the previous life suddenly appeared in my mind.
I'm still Sifa Kerwin!
But he is a reborn person and a young wizard who has mastered advanced spells, elf magic, Animagus combat magic, alchemy, potions, magic, etc.
The reason why I appear here is because Professor Dumbledore made a miscalculation... He should not have allowed various magic systems to flourish again, because this would involve the old gods and bring the world to destruction faster.
I don't have a specific reason in my mind, because I was on the Hogwarts Express to prevent an accident.
When I met Professor Dumbledore, the professor was in a very embarrassed state, and even one of his arms was missing forever. I don’t know what kind of battle he went through and what price he paid to escape.
When the professor appeared in front of him, various natural disasters had already begun to appear. Professor Gu said that this was the disintegration of the world.
Therefore, he begged himself, a person who was not in the destiny, to go back to the past and reverse the cause and effect.
In a hurry, Xifa still checked to see if the professor was himself, his soul aura was correct, and although his magic power was messy, it was not contaminated. Moreover, he had an oath on his body that echoed his own Unbreakable Oath.
"I'm sorry, Xifa, if we go back to the past, there may be some small changes in history..."
...
This is not a small change. My origin has changed, and familiar people... familiar people?! No, a lot of memories are missing...
But it doesn't matter, as long as she appears in his sight, his instinct will reflect it to him!
I didn't leave any backup plan behind and was reborn directly? It seems that the professor was right. I was in a hurry and had to go back to the past and reverse the future.
Fortunately, the memory of my past life has been encrypted by Occlumency. If I do not recover my past life memory, I will not be able to read my memory.
However, if your memory is restored, why do you read it?
Come on! Show me what Hogwarts used to be like!
Arriving at the door of the auditorium, Xifa did not open the door immediately, but listened intently to what was going on inside.
After confirming that the sorting ceremony was going on, Xifa pushed the door gently, trying not to disturb anyone and walked into the auditorium.
As expected.
Only the middle part of the auditorium has lights down, highlighting the little wizard who is undergoing a sorting ceremony.
If you weren't staring at the door deliberately, it would be difficult to notice that there was one more person at the end of the freshman team.
"Next, Erin Prince!"
At the front of the team, a timid and unconfident little witch trotted onto the stage.
She seems to be Severus Snape's mother, but she has little to do with him.
Xifa glanced at her and then turned his attention to the professor's chair.
It was now the sorting ceremony, so it was not out of the ordinary for me to stare at the professor openly.
The principal is Armando Dippet, a middle-aged and elderly man with eyes like a falcon, wearing a pitch-black wizard robe, a big hooked nose, and a serious face.
Tsk - It seems that you shouldn't break the school rules, because from the outside, you can see that this is a manager who follows the rules.
The Vice-Chancellor is Professor Albus Dumbledore. He wears a brown plaid gown and a black hat. He has a beard, but not long, and his eyes... his eyes are black! Who is this! He
His face was so stiff, not a trace of kindness could be seen!
As if he sensed that someone was observing him, Dumbledore shifted his gaze from the Sorting Hat to the group of new students.
Seeing this, Xifa quickly turned his attention to the professor beside him.
It's too stupid to lower your head at this time, because the movement of lowering your head obviously cannot keep up with the movement of your eyes! And it is so dazzling in the crowd!
Professor Horace Slughorn! The cheerful Professor Elephant is an excellent Potions Master!
Galatea Melos, a powerful wizard with a thin body, wears a black wizard robe.
...
No one was found who harbored ill intentions toward him, and Dumbledore's dark eyes began to fade. Although they did not have blue pupils, he at least looked like a normal person.
"What happened? Albus?"
"It's nothing! Maybe I'm nervous."
"Oh! My God! You have been too tired from work recently! I will give you a bottle of magic potion for you later..."
"No need! Horace! Well, thank you for your kindness!"
"Albus..."
Hmm... The corner of the eye covered the lips of the two of them, and the conversation between Dumbledore and Slughorn was also intercepted by Xifa.
However, these were all useless words, otherwise the two of them would not have said them on such an occasion. However, judging from the way Professor Slughorn was hesitant to speak at the end, it seemed that he knew what happened to Dumbledore.
However, "From now on, don't trust anyone!"
In other words, Professor Horace Slughorn may play double act with Dumbledore again in an attempt to get out of himself?
Observe for a while...
At least, wait until you understand Hogwarts today!
After all, there seems to be something wrong with my memory, and some memories involving important causes and consequences have been wiped clean.
"Bob Chris!" "Gryffindor!"
...
"Charles Clare!" "Hufflepuff!"
...
"Dora Nicola!" "Slytherin!"
...
Hehe, they are actually ranked by last name.
Behind the crowd, watching the little wizards in front of them being assigned one after another, Xifa said that he was not in a hurry...
How strange!
My name is Cifer Corwin, but! Attention! cifer!
This is the beginning of my English name!
Why am I not on the admission list after receiving the admission notice?!
Xifa said he was a little panicked.
This chapter has been completed!