July 1991.
Birmingham, Britain.
The morning sun shone through the window into the young boy’s clear blue eyes, bringing him back from his daze.
Get up, wash up.
A handful of cold water washed away the sleepiness, and the boy saw his current self in the mirror.
Although the person in the mirror had a pair of blue eyes, his features fully displayed the natural elegance of an Easterner.
When the boy tied up his long hair, the phoenix eyes added a touch of nobility.
However, the naturally upturned corners of his mouth softened that nobility.
Such a young man would win anyone’s favor at a single glance.
William was also very satisfied with his own looks.
“As expected, transmigrators basically all have top-tier appearances.”
That’s right, William was a transmigrator, an unlucky person forced to cross over by a system.
He vaguely remembered that he just wanted to uninstall a game software that had appeared on his phone for some unknown reason, but ended up being forcibly bound to it, and then everything went black and he arrived in this world.
Fortunately, he had received the original host’s eleven years of memories; otherwise, he would have frozen to death on the streets right after transmigrating.
“William, stop being so vain.
If you’re done washing, hurry up and eat.
People from the orphanage are coming for a follow-up visit today.”
Hearing the voice from outside, William’s memories were interrupted, and he quickly responded and came out.
Coming to the dining table and looking at the Chinese breakfast on it, William was very satisfied with the foster parent he had found.
“Kyle, what time are the people from the orphanage coming?” William said, stirring the still piping hot porridge.
The middle-aged Asian man called Kyle spoke resentfully upon hearing this: “Little William, haven’t I done well enough over these past three months?
Why won’t you just call me Dad?”
Without even looking up, William replied, “Get lost.”
The tone was so cold that even Kyle, who was drinking hot porridge, couldn’t help but shiver.
But he quickly recovered and continued to beam with smiles.
“Don’t worry, Little William.
This is the last follow-up visit.
Once we finish this performance, there won’t be any more problems.”
William swallowed the food in his mouth methodically and then said, “Fine, just hold on a bit longer, and I’ll give you what I promised after this.”
“That’s not important.
I adopted you because I really want you to be my son,” Kyle replied seriously.
“Thanks for the kindness, but I don’t want to go around calling people Dad,” William refused bluntly.
“If you don’t want to call me that, then don’t.
Just call me Kyle like usual,” Kyle said, his tone becoming inexplicably kind.
This tone gave William goosebumps.
Just as he was about to scold him, Kyle took out a letter and handed it to William, then continued with a smile, “Look, you have my surname now, William Robert.”
William only took one look and immediately forgot what he was going to say back to Kyle.
It was an envelope made of parchment, with his address written in emerald green ink, even specifying his bedroom.
Of course, what caught William’s attention the most was the wax seal on the envelope, stamped with a shield shape.
On the crest was a capital letter ‘H’, surrounded by four animals: a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake.
This was the Hogwarts school crest!
Taking the letter, William really couldn’t believe it was real.
But since he had already transmigrated, it seemed quite reasonable that he had transmigrated into the world of Harry Potter.
While he was dazed, Kyle on the side was startled by William’s reaction.
The William he knew had always been the type to remain calm even if Mount Tai collapsed before him.
How did a single letter turn him into this?
“Could this letter have been cursed by a Witch?”
As an Asian who grew up in Britain, this was the only thing he could imagine.
Seeing this, Kyle wanted to take the letter away.
But just as he made a move, William warily dodged him.
At this moment, in Kyle’s eyes, William looked like a little puppy protecting its food.
“Little William, this letter…”
Before he could finish, the “ding-dong” of the doorbell brought them both back to their senses.
Seeing that Kyle still looked worried, William composed himself and said, “Let’s deal with the people from the follow-up visit first.
I’ll tell you what’s going on after they leave.”
“Okay,” Kyle didn’t refuse.
As long as they could communicate, it was fine.
Immediately, Kyle also adjusted his emotions, and the two of them began to deal with the visitors with excellent acting.
Two hours later, the visitors left, and William looked like he was about to collapse from exhaustion.
It couldn’t be helped; the original host was lively and mischievous.
In order to act the part, he had put in all his effort.
On the other hand, Kyle looked satisfied.
After all, during this time, he had heard the “daddy” he wanted to hear so many times.
But before he could savor it for long, he saw William opening that “strange” letter.
William felt very nervous before opening the letter, but once it was open, his heart calmed down.
Opening the envelope and pulling out the letter inside, the content was indeed very familiar.
[Hogwarts magic school
Principal: Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Confederation of Wizards, Order of Merlin First Class, Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot)
Dear Mr.
Robert:
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts magic school.
Enclosed is a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1st.
We await your Owl by no later than July 31st.
Deputy Headmistress
Yours sincerely, Minerva McGonagall]
Sure enough, this was the world of Harry Potter, a world with magic and Wizards.
By this time, Kyle had leaned over and finished reading it too.
He now had two thoughts.
One was that this letter was a prank, and the other was that there really were Wizards in this world, and his foster son was going to become one.
At first, he felt the possibility of a prank was the highest, but when he saw William’s expression, the scales in his heart tipped more toward the latter thought.
“Little William, you…”
Before Kyle could finish, William let out a light chuckle and said, “It seems I don’t need to explain.
This world is just that magical, isn’t it?”
Kyle really wanted to advise William, as Wizards in storybooks were basically never good people.
But thinking that once William made up his mind, he wouldn’t change it, he didn’t know how to persuade him.
While Kyle was struggling with his thoughts, William had already gotten up to reply to the letter.
After finishing the reply, Kyle suddenly remembered that there was no address on the other party’s letter.
He felt a surge of joy and said, “Little William, you can’t reply without an address.
Postmen won’t help you deliver a letter without an address.”
William gave Kyle a strange look and said, “Then guess how this letter was delivered?”
After saying that, William went outside to look around and, sure enough, found a Scottish round-faced fat chicken in a nearby tree.
He held up the letter and waved at the Owl, and soon the Owl flew over.
But to William’s surprise, the round-faced fat chicken didn’t stop to ask him for food, but instead took the letter in its beak and flew away.
At this, William couldn’t help but sigh, “So professional.”
Turning back, he saw Kyle’s dumbfounded expression.