A certain Hogwarts professor of runes

London, July 1992.

Inside a building in the West Side Business Center, well-trained white-collar workers were busily engaged in their tasks, the sounds of discussion and the clatter of keyboards filling the air. Meanwhile, in a small, makeshift meeting room, a serious conversation was taking place.

"Felix, are you really determined? Although you've only been with the company for less than a year, I swear, your talent has already been recognized by everyone in the company. If you stay here, believe me, you will achieve great things!" A typical middle-aged British man said, wearing an elegant business suit and with his slightly curly hair neatly styled.

Sitting opposite him was a handsome young man of about twenty, with particularly striking light blue eyes. At that moment, Felix smiled. "Boss, I've made up my mind."

The middle-aged man stared intently at Felix for a long while, and seeing that he showed no sign of wavering, he sighed helplessly, "Fine, you win."

Felix smiled gently, stood up, picked up his suit jacket hanging on the chair, and shook hands with the middle-aged man who had also stood up. The middle-aged man leaned forward, opened his arms, and hugged him tightly, muttering softly, "Everyone has their own ambitions, right? I think we've lost a promising newcomer."

Felix blinked his light blue eyes. "We'll always meet better people."

Half an hour later, Felix packed his things and walked out of the building. As he approached the door, he looked at the flow of people on the street, his heart filled with anticipation.

……

Felix carried a small suitcase as he walked down the street, occasionally stopping to avoid passing vehicles, while also observing the brands and models of the cars with great interest.

"An antique car!"

His steps were light and quick; the rather long journey did not tire him out, but rather filled him with enthusiasm.

After walking for nearly an hour, he finally returned to his temporary residence, or rather, home, in the city.

The street scene became increasingly familiar, and Felix recognized more than one acquaintance. "Good afternoon, Mrs. Murphy."

Good afternoon, Mr. Haip.

After dealing with some familiar faces, Felix finally stood in front of his own house.

He took out his keys and opened the door.

Step inside and close the door.

"Whoa!" Felix let out a joyful cry, closed his eyes, and spread his arms. At that moment, the ordinary house seemed to come alive.

The suitcase detached from my hand and floated to the cabinet. The cabinet door opened automatically, and the hems of the dozen or so clothes hanging on the upper shelf were slightly lifted so that the suitcase could lie comfortably inside.

Felix automatically took off his suit and white shirt, and his tie twirled off his neck and hung on the horizontal bar of the wardrobe, along with three other exquisite ties of different colors.

The belt around his waist loosened automatically, and as he took a step forward, his trousers came off smoothly. Felix waved his hand, and a blue silk nightgown flew out and was put on him, with a convenient slipknot.

Felix snapped his fingers lightly, and soft music began to play. He kept his eyes slightly closed, but his hands moved like a conductor, and the kitchen was filled with clinking sounds. After a while, a cup of fragrant, steaming coffee floated in front of him.

He picked up the cup, took a small sip to the accompaniment of the music, and revealed a smile of utmost satisfaction.

……

Felix Heap is not only a recently laid-off freelancer, but also an adult wizard.

He graduated from Hogwarts—the best and only magic school in England.

Ten years have passed since Felix received the notification letter bearing the magnificent crest from the orphanage. These ten years have not only allowed him to successfully graduate from Hogwarts, but have also transformed him from a little boy into a mature 21-year-old man.

"Time flies, it's been three years since I graduated," Felix said, sitting on the sofa with a touch of nostalgia.

He then muttered in a slightly low voice, "It's been 21 years since I transmigrated."

That's right. Besides being a freelancer and a reclusive wizard, Felix has a deeply hidden secret: he is a time traveler.

God knows how surprised and excited he was when he received the invitation from the magical world, even though he had already planned his life path perfectly!

The world of Harry Potter!

The magical adventure of the three little ones!

Unfortunately, they are not from the same generation at all.

When he entered Hogwarts and foolishly asked Harry Potter for information, he realized that Harry was a full nine years older than him. In other words, they would never even see each other from the time he entered until he graduated.

It must be admitted that Felix is ​​not a "Harry Potter fan" and only has a superficial understanding of the plot.

One knows a little, but understands only a little.

After all, he couldn't predict the future and wouldn't know that he would travel to a real magical world. If he could have known in advance, he would have memorized every single word!

What truly helped him understand the plot was the rise of short videos, such as Douyin.

It was precisely through this that he was able to vaguely piece together a storyline.

But want to remember the details? That's pure wishful thinking.

Fortunately, what he was truly interested in was magical wonder, a living, tangible world of magic. And he obtained all of that.

evening.

Felix sat at his desk, quietly flipping through a magic book, a cup of hot tea beside him.

The ticking of the clock made him somewhat agitated, and he lost his usual peaceful state of mind.

He was waiting for a letter.

A crucial letter!

Time passed slowly, and finally—a "click-click" sound came from outside the window. An owl stood silently outside the window and gently tapped on the glass.

"It's finally here!" Felix's heart pounded. He slid out a wand and waved it gently. The window opened automatically, letting the owl fly in.

The owl circled overhead twice, dropped an envelope, and landed on the desk, gently pecking at its feathers.

Felix quickly picked up the envelope. On the back of the envelope was a wax seal, a shield emblem, and a capital "H" surrounded by an eagle, a lion, a badger, and a snake.

He opened the envelope, took out the letter, which read:

Dear Mr. Felix Heap:

We are pleased to inform you that your application for the Muggle Research position has been accepted. The interview will be held on July 21st at 10:00 AM. Please prepare accordingly.

Note: Please enter the school via Floo Powder (location: Hogwarts Vice-Headmaster's Office). If you choose other methods, please inform us in advance.

Vice Principal (female) Minerva McGonagall

Felix couldn't help but clench his fist and down the steaming tea on the table in one gulp!