The Unexpected Third Child of Prophecy

Ryan gasped for breath.

"That was thrilling."

"But this was also a good thing. By coming into contact with Dumbledore's magic, his characterization probably hadn't fallen apart."

"Still, the most common tropes in the Jinjiang world—male pregnancy potions, soaring magical pressure, a whole lengthy Slytherin code, and so-called Platinum Nobles—hadn't appeared. It shouldn't be too outrageous."

"Besides, Dumbledore had even sold Fawkes's feathers, so he probably hadn't pulled that ridiculous stunt from those old female-oriented fanfics of embezzling the Potter inheritance. And the Potters didn't have some ancient manor like they did in fanfiction. They really had invented shampoo, and Galleons kept flowing endlessly into their vault."

"In the original story, Potter's worry about spending everything away was just needless anxiety. But that probably explained why Snape's hair was greasy."

"And according to what I'd found after transmigrating, every patent in the wizarding world was bound by magical contracts. There was no expiration date—so long as someone used the relevant technique, a share of the money would be paid out."

Ryan couldn't help feeling a little excited. Based on all the data and information he'd collected after transmigrating, combined with the original work, Ryan had long realized that he had most likely landed in the world of the original novels. But he still hadn't come into contact with Dumbledore, the key figure capable of influencing the entire wizarding world.

As long as he didn't make contact, he couldn't be completely certain that the world after his transmigration was what it seemed, and he couldn't rest easy.

Everyone lived to overcome unease and fear, so they could live with peace of mind! Whether fighting for fame and profit, controlling others, or making money, it was all for peace of mind! Marriage and friendship were also for peace of mind! Even striving for peace was really just an excuse people gave themselves to feel at ease.

Why did someone as naturally gifted as me still need to work hard? It was also for peace of mind—to identify the threats around me and grow stronger without end, until I became the strongest in the truest sense. Then I wouldn't have to fear natural disasters or man-made calamities, and could live freely according to my ideals and desires. That would be true peace of mind.

From another perspective, this accident