1938.
An unknown small lake outside London.
A young boy named Sypha Corwin was 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 he opened his eyes, he was adopted by the kind-hearted Lady Mary in her orphanage.
Although life in the orphanage is difficult, food and clothing are guaranteed.
As I get older, I have become well-behaved and sensible since I was a child.
Not long ago, Lady Mary reluctantly agreed to Xifa go fishing.
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 came 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 Chuuni lines.
Experience failure after failure.
Finally, with a cry of "Wingardim Leviosa"!
"I!@##!"
According to other friends at the orphanage.
In the middle of the night that day,
Xifa was severely reprimanded by Lady Mary for the first time.
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No Potter, no Hermione, no Fleur, no Nose Man, oh, there is...
"Gulu——"
A bubble or two bubbled 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 and in front of the fishhook, a big fish frantically attempted death and 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.
Taking advantage of the situation, the big fish was nailed to it.
Then, he stared blankly at the lake again, not knowing what he was thinking about...
There are already two. There is enough food for tonight.
Xifa used the same technique to nail another fish.
Then he decided to pack his things and go back to the orphanage.
Make a delicious fish soup for your younger siblings.
"Pah - pah - pah"
At the first sound, Xifa froze. At the second sound, Xifa looked for his voice and went out.
Before the third sound could be heard, the violent Xifa was held in the air with a sharp wooden stick.
"Hey! Don't be too grumpy, young man!"
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 who spoke with a kind smile.
The middle-aged man in front of him 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 mean no harm to 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 a very guarded little guy."
When the man didn't do anything, Muto slowly let go of Xifa.
"Kid, 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 panic.
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 opponent and did not have any murderous intention.
Although, in order 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, he was still intimidated, not to mention that he couldn't beat him.
"Okay, okay, you have better magic than me, so 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 was an orphan, knowing some information about the magical world was 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 winked playfully, thinking that Xifer 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?"
When Dumbledore saw that Xifa was wandering in front of him again, he 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 spoke comforting words.
orphan? Eleven years old? It seems like I need to find out more...
But looking at his performance... I feel like I'm worrying too much...
"Xifa, is it okay if I call you this?"
Xifa nodded repeatedly and stared at Dumbledore eagerly.
Will you think I am talented? Accept me as your disciple?
Xifa had some whimsical thoughts 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. This is stipulated by the International Wizarding Statute of Secrecy. Young wizards are prohibited from performing magic outside the school. This 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 moment, and then said,
"Your acceptance letter 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 anymore and his voice rose louder!
