Two years before Ian came, Britannia District, Valiant Knight Magic University.
A young Arcanist is sleeping soundly on a pile of magic books piled high in the Library. He is wearing an extremely ordinary black magic robe. Judging from the weak magic power fluctuations emanating from his body, this young man is just a "First Tier" Arcanist who is at the bottom of society.
In today's highly developed era, since all Empire citizens can directly access massive amounts of knowledge and books through Universal Web, the traditional entity the Library should have long been swept into the garbage dump of history. However, in this society that regards "knowledge" as the highest belief, the Library has a very special spiritual symbolic meaning for people.
Because of this, in the vast territory of the Empire, the entity the Library not only did not die, but more and more were built. Many people like to come here to enjoy the peaceful atmosphere in their leisure time. And this year The light Arcanist is a student who prefers to study hard in the Library, which is full of the fragrance of ink, instead of relying on Skynet and virtual reality technology for indoctrination learning.
Suddenly, the young man suddenly woke up from the pile of books, and violent movements swept many heavy classics to the ground. Luck What's more, he stayed in a relatively independent and closed compartment and did not attract the attention of others. He looked around at the unfamiliar environment with a confused face.
"Uh-huh--" He let out a painful groan and held his head tightly with both hands. The severe headache tortured him for several minutes. When the pain gradually subsided, the confusion in his eyes was swept away, replaced by shock and ecstasy that could not be concealed!
"I'm not dead?" He murmured in disbelief. "What's even more incredible is that I actually caught up with the trend of time travel and was reborn in a fantasy world full of swords and magic?!"
The young man forced himself to calm down quickly and began to quickly sort out and analyze the strange memory fragments that emerged in his mind. "The name of my current body is Charles·Wentworth, from A remote edge planet. The original owner's parents were both killed in a recent annihilation Cataclysm, and now I'm just a weakling Arcanist struggling in a third-rate magic university."
Charles took some time and carefully replayed the life of the original owner. The original owner was once a low-level civilian on that remote planet, running around for a living every day. Until one day, the terrifying Undead Legion invaded his home planet like locusts, brutally Carnage his family and friends. Fortunately in the misfortune, Arcane Empire's army descended from the sky in time, conquered the planet with overwhelming force, and quelled the Undead Calamity.
The original owner Charles thought that life would return to its former peace, but the gears of fate turned at this moment - in the national qualification test of the Empire, he was found to have "above average" "Magical talent. Then, he was forced into an extremely Hell devil special training class, and had to work hard to memorize the huge basic magic knowledge that originally took seven years to learn in just one year.
After passing the special training, he took the unified examination to determine which magic university he could be admitted to. Unfortunately, even though he had gone through a year of Hell-like hard study, his grades were still not enough for him to enter the supreme academic temple of the Arcane Empire-Bones Advanced Magic Academy.
However, the original owner Charles was not discouraged because most of his peers could only be assigned to ordinary schools on the Empire's remote outer colonial stars. And he was one of the very few Luck children who could stand out and obtain the qualifications to go to the Empire's absolute core mother star - the university on Earth.
However, when he came to this "Valiant Knight Magic University" full of longings, Charles discovered in despair how terrifying the degree of involution was on Earth, the core planet where monsters gather! Even if this was just a third-rate university, the competition was so fierce that it was outrageous.
Therefore, with mediocre qualifications, he could only spend most of his time in the Library. Until today, the soul from another universe - Charles Smith, completely occupied the magpie's nest and took over this body.
'This body's magical talent is only at an above-average level, which is indeed a pity.' Charles thought to himself in his heart, 'But it doesn't matter. As long as I work hard enough and add the aura necessary for a time traveler, sooner or later I can become an all-powerful strong Archmage!'
Charles recalled a general education class that the original owner had taken. In that class, he had witnessed a soul-shaking actual combat image: a superior "Seventh Tier" Archmage, just by lightly releasing a spell, instantly wiped out a super star that was millions of times larger than the Earth! What made him even more shuddered was that he knew very well that this was definitely far from the limit of the avenue of magic.
'Compared to the ordinary earth that had no magic and was boring in my previous life, this world is so exciting and exciting!' Charles's eyes gleamed with ambition in Blink, 'Since God has given me this chance to be reborn, I must stand at the pinnacle of power and become one of the most powerful Arcanist in the multiverse!'
In his previous life on earth, Charles was a senior second-generation glutton. He read all the books from Japan, Korea, China and even European and American books. All kinds of different world online literature, animation and fan fiction. Therefore, he has extremely high self-confidence and firmly believes that he can definitely use the "knowledge" and "routines" that are ahead of this era to thrive and shine in this Wizarding World.
Full of excitement, he began to delve deeper into the memories in his mind, trying to chart a perfect development route for himself. While looking through the life information of the original owner, Charles was pleasantly surprised to find that after time travel, he actually obtained a very practical little Fawley--photographic memory!
This in-depth memory sorting lasted for more than half an hour. When Charles opened his eyes again, he did not show the ecstasy he had imagined. Instead, his whole body trembled violently uncontrollably. It took him a long time to calm down his inner emotions. Stormy Waves. After sorting out the world view, he discovered to his extreme despair that this was not some backward medieval fantasy world that he could just pretend to be slapped in the face! This was a super-dimensional civilization with perfect Fusion magic and technology that had developed to an extremely abnormal level!
In such a Arcane Empire with an extremely explosive knowledge, the so-called "advanced concepts" and "scientific common sense" from Modern Earth that he filled his mind were nothing! However, what really made his scalp numb and his whole body tremble was not this. The reason why he trembled was because he was shocked to discover that this world was actually the fucking universe of <Harry Potter>!
Charles had the last bit of luck in his heart and wanted to verify whether he had made a mistake. So, he skillfully opened the magic terminal watch on his wrist, connected to Universal Web, and entered "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry" was searched. Sure enough, the search results showed that it was one of the top Arcanist enlightenment schools for teenagers in the Empire before entering university or advanced magic academy.
Charles entered the name "Harry Potter" again without belief. The top secret file that popped up almost blinded him: with the scar on his head. The Chosen One, now turns out to be the "Auror Governor" of the Arcane Empire Earth Defense Zone, with great power and control over all Auror armed forces on the earth!
Then, he searched for "Hermione·Granger". The results showed that the nerdy witch who was supposed to be paired with Ron is now superior and is who rules all worlds. Empire One of the wives of the consul! As for Ron·Weasley... the search results show that he is currently a newly promoted iron-blooded general in the Empire Interstellar Marine Corps.
'What the hell is going on?! Who can tell me what kind of magical transformation plot this is?!' Charles roared crazily in his heart, his brain was about to shut down due to the overload of information. In his mind Zhili, <Harry Potter> is just a weak universe with low magic that cannot even defend against guns and cannons. How could it develop into the terrifying interstellar Empire that can easily crush stars with bare hands?!
At first, Charles thought he had traveled to a parallel universe where the combat power had collapsed and gone completely berserk. But after a very short and in-depth search, he finally identified the culprit that caused all these changes, the source of all evil: Ian·Bones, who is now the Supreme Consul of the Empire!
Charles desperately recalled the original novel he had read in his previous life. In the vast background of the original novel, there were only a few brief descriptions of the boy Bones family: His only fate was to die early in the tragic First Wizarding War. His parents were both members of Order of the Phoenix, and they also died tragically in that war.
But now! This cannon fodder who should have died is not only alive and well, he has even single-handedly changed the entire world beyond recognition! Charles stared at the holographic screen Ian's handsome and majestic projected photo reads word for word the archon's incredible resume that is as if it were cheating. How the hell is this an epic biography? This is simply a cool article about Long Aotian's invincibility that doesn't make any sense!
'The heaven-defying magic talent that dominates the multiverse, the ultimate monster IQ that can make no mistakes, the legendary feat of suppressing all the worlds... The most annoying thing is that he actually opened a huge harem that includes the original popular female characters?!' Charles He gritted his teeth tightly, with an unabashed Envy to crazy expression written all over his young face, 'It's true! This Ian is definitely just like me, a fellow time traveler who appeared out of nowhere!'
Charles felt as sad as if he had eaten a hundred lemons. He had an extremely strong illusion, as if this superior Arcane Archon had cruelly taken away the that should belong to him. Charles Smith's perfect script and Long Aotian's life! If he were in that position, he would definitely conquer Hermione and Pheobe and form the most perfect harem!
Charles shook his head vigorously, forcing those unrealistic Envy out of his mind. Now was not the time to be jealous, he had to recognize the reality and figure out what he should do next. No matter what, he had to cover his vest as a time traveler, because he had no way of predicting what kind of fate would be waiting for him once he was exposed.
This powerful consul may have taken good care of him because "a fellow villager bursts into tears when he meets a fellow villager"; but it is more likely that the poisonous dragon protecting his food will regard him as a well-informed variable as a potential threat or annoying insect that may expose his secrets at any time, and then kill him completely like an ant!
Who is he now? A weak, pitiful and helpless "First Tier" newbie; and the Archon who rules all realms, it is conservatively estimated that he has reached the "Seventh Tier" level that can pinch stars with his hands, and it may even be higher! The gap between the two in innate magic talents is as big as What's more, Charles not only started too late for who knows how many centuries, but in terms of accumulation of resources and power, Empire can't even compare to a hair on someone else's leg. And he is absolutely unwilling to place his power of life and death on the illusory kindness of others.
'How about... I just rub oil on my soles and defect from the Arcane Empire?' Charles shook his head and immediately ruled out this option. What an interstellar joke are you kidding! Now the entire Milky Way Galaxy is in dire straits due to the Undead Calamity invasion. Among them. With his meager strength, which is comparable to that of Zhan Wu Zha, once he is separated from the Empire, he will not be able to survive in this cruel universe. What is even more distressing is that with his pitiful savings, he may not be able to afford a personal interstellar spacecraft for a long time.
'Sigh... It seems that my only way out is to survive and develop, to use any means to improve my strength, and at the same time, I must not arouse the suspicion of any high-level officials. Fortunately, the background of the identity Charles·Wentworth is as clean as a piece of white paper, which is an excellent cover.'
After making up his mind, Charles turned his attention again to the pile of thick magic books piled high like a hill in front of him. In the Arcane Empire, in this strange world where Truth regards Truth as everything, "knowledge" is power, and it is the only capital for him to settle down and live a life, and even change his life against the will of heaven.
"Since I am an upright time traveler, where have my 'gold fingers' or system plug-ins gone?" Charles muttered unwillingly. Suddenly, something seemed to happen deep in his soul. There was an extremely secret and mysterious throbbing. He immediately closed his eyes tightly and sank into Sea of Consciousness. Just a few seconds later, when he suddenly opened his eyes again, his eyes were completely engulfed in ecstasy!
Now he can finally be extremely confident that with this heaven-defying cheating device, his future in this dangerous high-dimensional Wizarding World will definitely be smooth!