Transmigrate Again

August 1991, Devonshire, England, Autry Saint Catchpole Village.

North of the village stood a lush green mountain. An old-fashioned European-style residence was situated on the mountaintop. The yard lawn was meticulously groomed, and sunlight shone on the sycamore tree by the wall, coating the leaves in golden yellow.

A long-eared owl flew from afar, its claws holding a sealed brown letter. After circling twice in the air, it landed by the window near the sycamore tree.

"Dong Dong." The owl pecked the glass of the window with its beak.

The window was opened by a black-haired youth with natural curls. He had a handsome face and was dressed decently and neatly, making it hard not to feel goodwill towards him.

He took the letter. The letter was made of parchment, and the wax seal bore the Weasley's mark.

"It's only two hills away, and you still need to send a letter," Matthew patted the owl's head and fed it a dried fish snack.

Matthew's home was actually not far from The Burrow, both being near Autry Saint Catchpole Village.

Just then, a black cat crawled on the ground, creeping forward. When it was about to get close to the owl, it leapt, pouncing towards the owl!

As the owl, startled, flapped its wings to escape, the black cat in the air unconsciously retreated towards Matthew. It was grabbed by Matthew with one hand and casually held in his arms.

If this were a Charms class, Professor Flitwick would definitely award Matthew 10 points for his silent casting skill.

"Don't be so stingy, Preserved Egg. This is a guest." Matthew smoothed Preserved Egg's fur.

Preserved Egg was a black cat with Spirit Cat bloodline. It inherited the Spirit Cat's splitting ability and intelligence not inferior to a human child.

"Meow~~~" Preserved Egg rubbed against Matthew's arms, flipping its tail unwillingly. Its blue eyes did not leave the owl.

While Matthew was reading the letter, Preserved Egg lay on his lap, staring at the owl.

Matthew Black, 14 years old this year, is a student of Hogwarts Slytherin House. He is currently spending his summer holiday at home and will be starting third year when school reopens.

He is actually a transmigrator. In his previous life, he met an accident and transmigrated to this magical world with his memories. Regrettably, he had not read the original work, only watched two episodes of the movie.

His previous life was ordinary. Fortunately, his magic talent was excellent after transmigrating. His current casting ability already surpassed some adult wizards.

"Goodbye, Hermes." Handing the written reply letter to the owl, it flew away impatiently.

Hermes was Percy's owl. This was Percy's reward for becoming a prefect.

George and Fred, who ate the lemon, constantly found excuses to borrow Hermes from Percy during the summer holiday.

After sending Hermes away, Matthew checked the time and continued tidying the sundries room. He often refined potions and needed to clear out a room to be used as an alchemy room.

It had been mostly tidied before, only some finishing touches remained.

"Preserved Egg, you've become Maodan," Matthew helplessly looked at the ash-covered Preserved Egg.

Cats are creatures of great curiosity; they like to squeeze into nooks and crannies.

Matthew pointed his wand at Preserved Egg, and the dust clinging to Preserved Egg vanished instantly.

"What did you find? Let me see." He saw Preserved Egg biting something in its mouth.

He took the thing out of Preserved Egg's mouth. It was a ring-shaped metal disc, full of scars left by time. On the edge of the ring was inlaid a flawless polygonal red crystal.

He probed the metal disc with his magic sense and could perceive subtle magic fluctuations from it.

If not for Matthew's magic sense being uncommon, it might have been overlooked.

"What is this?" Matthew had never seen this metal disc. This sundries room had always been locked, and he rarely came in. The items stored inside were left by his grandfather and parents.

Suddenly, the crystal on the disc lit up with a faint red light.

Matthew's expression changed. The disc was rapidly absorbing his magic!

He immediately circulated his magic, forcibly interrupting the magic injection. But after stopping the magic supply, the light emitted by the crystal did not dim; instead, it grew stronger.

He tried to throw the disc out the window, but the disc seemed to be stuck with super glue, sticking firmly to his hand.

Then, the scene before his eyes was instantly covered by red light.

At this moment, Matthew found he could no longer move. He felt his body was like being crammed into a narrow pipe, gradually sinking.

A sense of weightlessness, like a free-falling elevator, surged into his heart. All sounds grew distant.

Everything around was slowly stretched, until trails of afterimages appeared. Finally, a strong sense of dizziness attacked him.

After an unknown amount of time, the dizziness gradually faded. When Matthew came back to his senses, he found his surroundings were all snow white. The trees were wrapped in a layer of cotton, and a strong wind carrying fine snow blew towards him.

The bone-chilling cold made him shiver. The cold air entered his body with each breath, as if his entire lungs were about to freeze.

Matthew's expression changed slightly. He had been teleported by the disc to an unfamiliar environment.

"Portkey? No, the disc is gone! A one-way teleportation?" Matthew frowned, his expression becoming unpleasant.

His left hand was empty. The metal disc had disappeared from his hand at some unknown time.

Fortunately, when tidying the sundries room, he had his wand in hand, and he had brought his wand along.

Matthew waved his wand and cast a Transfiguration Spell on his clothes. His decent shirt and vest transformed into a thick cloak cape, and the clothes inside also turned into warm clothes made of cashmere.

But just then, the trees around with umbrella-shaped crowns suddenly came alive. Branches as thick as arms suddenly attacked Matthew.

Matthew quickly raised his wand. A sharp sound of breaking air rang out, and a transparent arc wind blade slashed past several branches. The severed branches fell to the ground, twisting continuously.

Before Matthew could catch his breath, more branches wound towards him. The dense branches intertwined, as if he had fallen into a snake hole.

"Fire God Opens the Way!"

Matthew held his wand high, and flames shot from the tip, repelling the branches. He spun his wand with all his might, controlling the flames to devour more branches.

Flames surrounded them, isolating all the branches. The burning branches collided with each other, writhing in the air like thousands of fire snakes.

He pointed the tip of his wand forward, and surging flames rushed forward, pushing aside the writhing fire snakes and clearing a path.

Dumbledore casting "Fire God Opens the Way" was one of the famous scenes in the movie version. In his previous life, Matthew had seen some related clips, and that scene left a very deep impression on him.

The "Fire God Opens the Way" that Matthew cast was actually a simulation using Blazing Flames and Fire Control Magic, and its power was much weaker. If Dumbledore had cast it, the surrounding Magic Plants would probably have been burned to ashes.

Moreover, he could only control Ordinary Flames now and could not control Fierce Fire with such effortless precision.

After Matthew pushed aside the burning branches, he did not hesitate. Before the enemy could recover, he quickly ran out of the Encirclement and turned into the Mountain Path not far away, heading down the mountain.

A cold, biting wind carried fine snow, and visibility was very low. The Mountain Path was narrow, and a single misstep would send one falling into the Valley.

After getting away from that Forest, Matthew gasped for air, the cold, biting wind piercing his throat like needles.

He glanced back and up. A giant Ancient Tree grew on the Mountaintop, its branches upturned, forming a dense, Inverted Umbrella-shaped Crown that was vast and regular.

But upon closer inspection, the branches had warts on them. From a distance, it looked like countless giant snakes covered in warts writhing in the air.

"Magic Plants? It's a species I haven't seen before." Deep Within Matthew's Eyes, there was a hint of worry. This place was not very safe.

He rummaged through his pockets and only found two Chocolate Bars. This unexpected teleportation was too sudden, and his Undetectable Extension Charm Pocket hadn't come with him. He had to get out of this Mountain Forest as soon as possible and find traces of humans. It would be difficult to find food in the current environment.

Suddenly, Matthew's expression froze. He felt an Anomaly in his mind, and a piece of Information surged into his consciousness.