I'm at Hogwarts—Why Do I Have a Cultivation Panel?

After graduating from college and enduring several years of brutal working life, an exhausted corporate drone is reborn in Britain decades in the past.

He also awakens a cultivation panel. Although spiritual energy is scarce here and cultivation progresses slowly,

Gerard is full of confidence.

Because this world has no supernatural powers.

Until, in the year Gerard turns eleven, an owl carrying a letter shatters his peaceful life.

The door to a new world slowly opens before him.

Wielding both Western magic and Eastern immortal arts, Gerard shines in countless fields.

Charms, Divination, Alchemy, Transfiguration, ancient magic... He even pioneers an entirely new system of potion-making.

"Anyone interested in a Youth-Preserving Pill? Just one will keep you forever young."

"How about a Transformation Pill? It lets your pet maintain human form for a whole month, hassle-free."

"An all-purpose household magical construct-free yourself from chores for good."

Years later, Gerard, revered throughout the wizarding world as a Grand Archmage, rides a flying sword, bathed in lightning.

He corners the dying Dark Lord Voldemort.

"That damned prophecy was my undoing! Who could have imagined Hogwarts was hiding a wizard who defies all reason?"

"Recently, some have named you a forbidden existence more terrifying than Grindelwald or Voldemort. What is your response?"

"People have terribly misunderstood me. I'm just an honest, law-abiding businessman. Calling me dangerous is pure slander."

"Making potions requires experimental materials, after all. Extracting a few souls and such-isn't that perfectly normal?"

So says Gerard Green to a reporter from the Daily Prophet.

P.S. This book is also titled The Lord of Thunder at Hogwarts.