Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying!

Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying!

Author: Officialdom and Workplace

Summary:

Wade: I only studied at Hogwarts for seven years, which is only 266 weeks if you take the holidays! Even if I could master one book in a week, 266 weeks would only amount to 266 books! How many magic books does the Hogwarts library have? Thousands upon thousands!

Time waits for no one, how can I not seize the time to study?! I will not allow anyone to disrupt my learning environment—not even the Dark Lord!

No, no, no, it's not simply that I love knowledge.

I was just greedy.

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Title 1: Hogwarts: I Can See Your Name

Title 2: *Hogwarts: From Zero to Master*

Chapter 1 Receiving the Admission Notice

Wade Gray peered out the window and saw a grey owl perched on the fence outside. It stared at him intently with its brownish-yellow eyes, then suddenly lowered its head, spread its wings, and made a "coo-coo" sound.

Wade's face held a strange expression.

If he wasn't mistaken, the owl seemed to have dropped a letter into its mailbox?

but……

This was in 1991, the Harry Potter series of novels hadn't been published yet, right?

He has been reborn into this world for eleven years, growing from a babbling infant to eleven years old. He always believed that he had simply been reborn into England in his original world, and had even planned out his life's development accordingly...

He never imagined... he would receive a letter from an owl.

Isn't this a materialistic world?

But... since people can be reborn, then if magic exists... it seems... quite reasonable...

—Right?

—It could just be a bad joke.

With a sense of uncertainty, Wade pushed open the door and went out. He subconsciously looked at the owl, and the owl's gaze followed him, turning its head slightly.

Whether it was psychological or not, Wade felt that its eyes were full of spirituality.

He held his breath, opened his mailbox, took out the mysterious letter, and when he saw the envelope clearly, his pupils contracted sharply and his heart jumped.

The envelope clearly bore the detailed address and was addressed to "Mr. Wade Gray." The parchment was unusually thick, and the emerald green ink was not a commonly used color.

Turning the envelope over, the back features a deep red wax seal and a shield emblem, with a capital "H" surrounded by four animals: a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake.

No stamps were provided.

—Yes! Owls as messengers! Of course, they don't need stamps.

Wade took a deep breath and opened the envelope with slightly trembling fingers.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

Wade eagerly skipped over the long list of titles and went straight to the following text: [Dear Mr. Grey: We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry… Sincerely, Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress]

Wade read the letter over and over again, still finding it hard to believe—was this really the world of Harry Potter?

He unconsciously whispered, "Is this real? Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?"

The owl stared at him with wise eyes, waited for a while, then lowered its head to preen its feathers, tucked in one leg, turned its head 180 degrees, and looked at the scenery behind it.

Wade paused for a moment, then turned and rushed back into the house. He ran into his father's study, found the best envelope, and used embossed and gold-flecked letter paper. With a classically beautiful quill pen and fragrant ink, he solemnly wrote:

"Dear Ms. Minerva McGonagall: It is a great honor to receive your letter. If this is not a prank, I would love to study at your school. However, I am unsure how to purchase the school supplies mentioned in your letter, and I look forward to your guidance..."

With my sincerest greetings, I wish you all the best!

"Wade Gray"

The ink seeped into the letter paper and dried quickly. Wade folded it up and put it in an envelope, writing on the cover, "[To: Vice Principal Minerva McGonagall]".

After he went outside, he saw the owl still patiently standing on the fence, waiting.

Wade leaned closer and held up the letter: "Um... this is my reply. Please give it to Vice Principal Minerva McGonagall."

The owl stretched out a claw and grabbed the letter, then tilted its head and looked at him with expectant eyes.

"Anything else... Oh, please wait a moment!"

A thought suddenly struck Wade. He went back inside and grabbed a handful of nuts. However, after handing them to the owl, it merely glanced down at them, then dismissively swept them away with its wing and flew off.

Wade: "..."

Aren't you going to eat?

Fortunately, it didn't drop the letter.

Back in the room, Wade sat at the table, unfolded the acceptance letter, and looked at it again and again, his heart pounding.

Only then did he begin to feel a sense of reality that he had been accepted into Hogwarts.

but……

In the eleven years since his rebirth into this world, he has never discovered any extraordinary abilities he possesses.

It didn't fly up to the tree for no reason, nor did it bend the spoon with its mind or make the pen fly out of thin air.

Does one's own body truly contain magical energy?

Or is it because adults' thinking is too rational and objective, unconsciously suppressing the innate power within their bodies?

Wade clenched his fist and then opened it, but still did not feel any "invisible magic flowing through his body".

He stared intently at a teacup in front of him, completely absorbed in his imagination.

"Bang!"

The teacup suddenly started to wobble without any support, then fell over, rolled once on the table, and slowly came to a stop, wobbling.

The magic... it's actually real...

Wade stared at his palm, stunned.

After calming down, he dialed a phone number he knew by heart.

"Mom...do you believe...that magic exists?"

……

Less than half an hour later, a car sped to a stop outside. The Grays, forgetting to even take the keys out of the ignition, rushed out.

Wade went out to greet him, but before he could even say hello, he was hit by a hug that almost suffocated him.

“Oh my God! Oh my God! Wade, darling, you actually got accepted into Hogwarts—I’m so happy! Really… I’ve waited so long for this day—I thought—I thought you were like us, without—without that chance—”

Fiona, the mother, sobbed, saying she didn't care that her tears had ruined her makeup. Ferdinand, the father of Vader, embraced them, his eyes also moist, though he didn't speak.

Wade grew increasingly uneasy: "Wait, what do you mean? You guys—" He broke free from his parents' suffocating embrace: "You all know about Hogwarts?"

“Of course!” Fiona said, wiping away her tears with a handkerchief. “My mother, and your grandparents, were all wizards, and I’ve always dreamed of going to Hogwarts. It’s just…”

Ferdinand put his arms around his wife and children's shoulders and pushed them into the house: "Let's talk inside—so that ordinary people won't see us."

After some explanation, Wade finally understood what had happened.

It turns out that his grandparents and maternal grandmother were both wizards, and the two families had a very good relationship. However, due to war, Fiona and Ferdinand, who were born into a life of displacement, were both Squibs—that is, they had magical genes but lacked the ability to cast spells.

In the midst of war, even wizards themselves struggle to survive, let alone two Squibs. After confirming that they had no magical abilities, the two were sent to be raised by Muggle families.

Years have passed, and they have fully adapted to Muggle life, but they still harbor a longing for the magical world in their hearts.

However, Vader had never shown any magical abilities since birth, and the two assumed he was a Squib. To avoid their child experiencing the same pain of expectation followed by disappointment as they had, they concealed the existence of magic.

“I never expected—I never expected you to actually be a wizard… I mean—I’ve been waiting all this time, but it’s already July 30th and you still haven’t received the letter… I thought…”

Fiona was both crying and laughing, and it took the father and son a lot of effort to calm her down so she could go to the bathroom to wash up.

After calming down, Ferdinand looked at his eleven-year-old son, his eyes filled with undisguised worry:

“Hogwarts…sigh, Wade…I really don’t know, for someone of your status, going to that school…is it really a good thing…”

Chapter 2 Shopping in Diagon Alley

What was Wade Gray's background?

Although they are descendants of wizards, both their parents are Squibs, making them no different from Muggles in the eyes of true wizards.

Ferdinand told Vader in detail about the war caused by Grindelwald in modern times, and the brutal killings brought by the second Dark Lord.

Even the last news they received about the magical world was that their parents had been killed in the war.

“Wade, you are very talented and always make your mother and me proud. But you should know that in the wizarding world, people value lineage first and foremost.”

"Pure-blood, half-blood, and Muggle-born are naturally divided into different classes in the eyes of many people. About a decade or so ago, the most powerful dark wizard at that time, Mystic, was a strong advocate of the theory of bloodline. He and his followers brutally murdered many Muggles and Muggle-born wizards, as well as pure-bloods who opposed him."