Transmigration and Rebirth

Carter Yang was a renowned British archaeologist and adventurer. His most famous expeditions were to Egypt's Tutankhamun Pyramid and the Chamank Ghost Swamp in the United States, and he turned both adventures into bestselling books in Britain, with worldwide sales exceeding a million copies.

However, he had another unknown identity—a fanatical enthusiast of mysticism and magical studies. He had read hundreds of fantasy novels about magic and the occult, and his favorite was J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter series.

He had read the series no fewer than ten times and could be said to know every plot point and detail by heart. He was even an honorary member of Great Britain's official Harry Potter fan club and had shared lunch with J.K. Rowling several times.

On this day, he embarked on another great adventure.

It was in a remote mountain range in northern Tibet.

China was not unfamiliar to him. He was, in fact, a British Chinese expatriate, born in China before moving to Britain with his parents at the age of three. His parents were very traditional ethnic Chinese and had voiced some disapproval of his decision to become an adventurer rather than enter the financial industry they had arranged for him.

Of course, Carter's current achievements were enough to make his parents stop criticizing his career. Instead, they shifted the focus of family discussions to Carter's lifelong marital prospects.

The nature of Carter's work meant that he was often without a fixed home, flying all over the world and leaving for months at a time. Some places were so primitive that even telephone contact was impossible. He simply could not settle down and properly pursue a relationship.

Back to this adventure!

After exploring the mountains for several days, he finally found his destination: a mysterious underground cavern. Its entrance was carved with numerous intricate symbols that exuded an air of mystery. Carter recognized them as an ancient medieval script—Ancient Runic Magic Symbols.

This script had evolved from the parent writing system of the Phoenician Alphabet. In Northern European mythology, it represented the mysteries of the universe and was said to have been comprehended by Odin, the Father of the Gods, upon Yggdrasil.

As the world changed, Ancient Runic writing had long vanished from the world, gradually replaced by the Latin alphabet after Christianity spread into Northern Europe. The modern runic scripts circulating today, such as Elder Futhark, were merely partial writing systems reconstructed by numerous mystics and archaeologists through dedicated searches for and tracing of ancient relics and documents. They were vastly different from the Ancient Runic writing passed down in the Middle Ages.

Carter considered himself quite accomplished in ancient languages, no worse than the professors at those Ivy League universities in the United States. Yet as he lightly touched the weathered, peeling symbols carved into the stone wall, he awkwardly discovered that he could scarcely decipher a single character.

Holding a specially made high-powered flashlight, he cautiously stepped deeper into the bottomless cavern, one step at a time.

After five sunless hours, he finally passed through the long cave tunnel and arrived before a stone wall, densely carved with Ancient Runic Magic Symbols.

What truly drew his attention, however, was an enormous spiral-shaped character at the center of the wall. He vaguely remembered seeing it on a Thangka in Tibet's Potala Palace. In his somewhat blurred memories, it seemed to represent something like "reincarnation" in esoteric Buddhism.

As he looked at the mysterious symbol, Carter felt a strange sense of déjà vu.

Though cautious by nature, he stared at the symbol with bright eyes. His gaze seemed to be drawn by some invisible force, and he could no longer look away. At the same time, indistinct murmurs drifted into his ears.

As though answering some summons, he absentmindedly reached out and lightly touched the spiral symbol. The instant his fingertips made contact with it, an imperceptible dark-green flash flickered—and something terrifying happened.

The space around Carter suddenly twisted in an indescribable manner. In the blink of an eye, he was dragged into the vortex by an overwhelmingly powerful suction force and vanished from this world forever...

June 5, 1980, Wiltshire, England.

Wiltshire lay in southwestern England, and the estate of one of Great Britain's most influential families—House of Malfoy—was located there.

Malfoy Manor was a vast and somewhat gloomy estate. A magnificent mansion stood at its center, while carefully designed gardens adorned the grounds, complete with fountains and white peacocks strolling freely. Its exquisite wrought-iron gates gave visitors the sensation of passing through smoke as they entered.

House of Malfoy had placed many spells around the area, protecting the manor while preventing ordinary people from approaching it. Its master was now Lucius Malfoy, one of the most powerful men in Britain.

Today, the manor was livelier than its usual tranquility. Lady Narcissa Malfoy had given birth to a pair of twins. This was the first time House of Malfoy had produced twins in centuries, breaking its long-standing tradition of a single heir in each generation.

Yes, Carter had transmigrated.

The good news was that Carter had transmigrated into the Harry Potter world he knew and loved, born as a baby in Wiltshire, England, in 1980.

The bad news was that he had become the younger son of House of Malfoy, the major villains who ran throughout the entire Harry Potter series—the twin brother of Draco Malfoy, Skylar Malfoy.

(Note: Skylar's English name is Sherryn. It is commonly used as a female name today, but in the Middle Ages it was the name of a male noble. Holmes's name, "Sherlock," was derived from it. The name represents wisdom and ambition.)

It took Skylar quite some time to understand his current circumstances. Though he felt delighted and excited to have transmigrated into the magical world he knew and loved, he was also frustrated by the prospect of having to go through the entire process of growing from infancy to adulthood all over again.

At this time, Britain's wizarding world was mired in bloodshed and chaos because of the First Wizarding War launched by Voldemort. Yet Skylar could not take part in any of it. All he could do was eat well, sleep well, and fulfill his duty as a baby every day.

Ever since the Malfoy twins were born, Lucius had rarely stayed at home. He was recruiting followers and fighting across the land for his master, Voldemort, intending to establish a society in which pure-blood wizards could rule over Muggles and wizards.

This situation continued until October 31, 1981. A dark wizard named Voldemort disappeared from the wizarding world, while a Savior named Harry Potter appeared. The history of the wizarding world thus turned to a new page.

After Voldemort's downfall, the Death Eaters' forces crumbled as well.

Wizarding society gradually began returning to normal life. Wizards across the country held celebration after celebration, and stories of the Boy Who Lived spread far and wide. The Ministry of Magic resumed operations, and the trials of the Death Eaters began proceeding in an orderly fashion.

Some people who had remained utterly loyal to Voldemort refused to believe that the Dark Lord could be defeated. They still stubbornly threatened the officials involved in the trials, and without question, they were sent to Azkaban.

Others, however, knew how to protect themselves. Lucius, for example, insisted that he had joined the Death Eaters only because he had been under the Imperius Curse, thereby escaping imprisonment. Of course, whether money and power had changed hands behind the scenes was unknown, and there were quite a few people like him.

A careful look through the history and records of the Malfoy family revealed that House of Malfoy had often chosen the right side at critical moments. They craved power and wealth, but they were even better at reading the wind and making their escape. From the time they followed the Duke of Normandy in landing in Britain, House of Malfoy could be said to have taken the laws of survival to their utmost extreme.

Time would smooth over the surface wounds in people's hearts, and people deliberately tried to forget that pain. Though the wizarding world was far from as peaceful as it appeared, at least people no longer had to live in constant fear.