The god of flesh and blood magic at Hogwarts!

Lying in the tent, Thorne looked at the tent tarpaulin with some melancholy. After traveling through time for nearly half a year, he finally knew what world he had come to.

Harry Potter, a fantasy novel that was popular all over the world in his previous life. Thorne also read the original novel and some fan works intermittently. However, compared with other protagonists who traveled through time, he was either the heir of a pure-blood family, or the treasure of a well-off family, or at least an ordinary orphan.

Only himself, who had just traveled through time, was studying experimental questions in the research institute, and a lot of bloody experiments were waiting for him every day...

But at least he knew what kind of world he had traveled through. This was the second good news since the travel through time. The first was that he successfully escaped from that ghost place.

Slowly, he was overwhelmed by endless sleepiness and finally fell asleep.

The next day...

"So, these two children are what you call wizards, and they need to go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to study?" Thorne heard Mrs. Granger's question as soon as he walked out of the tent.

"Indeed, every little wizard in England will go to Hogwarts to master magic and learn magic." Dumbledore explained.

"Excuse me, your school's teaching staff and after graduation..." Mrs. Granger obviously wanted to ask many more questions, leaving the only two protagonists unable to get a word in.

"Hello, Hermione Granger." Suddenly, a girl with fluffy hair and fair skin jumped in front of Thorne and stretched out her little hand and said.

"Thorne Black." Thorne also shook it and said.

"The adults will never stop talking, so we don't have to care." As she said that, Hermione pulled Thorne away without saying anything, and they both sat on the rocks by the stream.

"You are eleven years old? Are you going to learn this year?" Hermione looked at Thorne and said first with a dull look.

"Well, what about you?"

"Me too, we went to study in the same year, yes, that research institute... uh... maybe not very polite..."

"Nothing can't be said... How can I tell you, they kept killing me, but they were very accurate, and they spared my life every time." Thorne explained.

"Sorry."

"Nothing."

The two of them fell silent, and just when Hermione was trying to find some topic, Dumbledore walked over, shook his hand gently, and two parchment envelopes floated into their hands.

"This is your admission letter, but given Thorne's orphan status and your special experience, it is obviously unwise to stay in an ordinary community, so... Severus... Severus? Severus!" Dumbledore winked at Snape frantically.

The latter turned around and began to feel the nature as if no one was around.

Dumbledore was somewhat embarrassed by being ignored, and thought of other people. Professor McGonagall went abroad to help him attend a meeting, Professor Flitwick went on an expedition in Africa, and Professor Sprout was almost missing during the holidays...

"So you may have to live with an old man like me for this month, are you willing?" Dumbledore asked.

"I'm fine with it." Thorne shrugged and said.

"That's good, you can also get familiar with the campus environment in advance..." Dumbledore nodded and continued: "Then let's go home now, goodbye, Mr. and Mrs. Granger, Miss Granger."

He waved to Thorne again.

"Remember to write to me, this is the address." Hermione suddenly stuffed a piece of paper into Thorne's hand.

"I will...right."

"Ah?"

"I will."

"That's good, see you at the beginning of the school." Hermione smiled and waved to Thorne.

"Hmm, bye."

"Hold my hand, kid." Dumbledore extended his hand to Thorne.

"I guess this doesn't feel good." Thorne complained.

"Hmm... guessed right." The next moment, the two figures twisted and disappeared.

"I'm leaving too." Snape said goodbye to Hermione and the other two, and also twisted and left.

Dumbledore, who returned to the principal's office, let go of Thorne's hand. Just as he was about to conjure up a trash can, he looked at Thorne in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Thorne asked.

"Why... don't you faint?" Dumbledore said.

"The research institute has an experiment on the stress behavior of magic under various extreme conditions. The feeling just now is child's play compared to the experiment." Thorne explained.

"You must have suffered a lot."

"Is this considered caring? If so, thank you."

"It won't be like this in the future. Are you hungry?" Dumbledore asked Thorne, looking at the thin Thorne.

"It would be great if there is one."

"Jingjing."

Bang!A creature with a somewhat curious appearance suddenly appeared here and bowed to Dumbledore.

"Two breakfasts, thank you."

"No problem!" Bang!

"What is that?" Although he knew it was a house-elf, Thorne still asked.

"House-elf, a member of Hogwarts... responsible for the daily life of wizards." Dumbledore explained.

Soon, breakfast for two was served, simple bread, sausage, bacon, and oatmeal porridge. Thorne ate it enthusiastically, even though he was a little reserved when eating last night...

He found that there was a feeling about Dumbledore, a feeling that made anyone relax.

"Maybe the two portions are not enough, my portion is yours too." Dumbledore smiled and pushed his breakfast over.

"Don't expect me to be polite." Thorne said while gulping down the porridge.

"Of course not, but I suggest you save some space for a richer lunch." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"I will."

After breakfast, the mess left by the two disappeared quietly, and Dumbledore took Thorne to a sunny terrace. The two of them just lay on two lounge chairs, one large and one small, which were transformed, basking in the sun in the same posture.

"For the first time, I feel that... life is so beautiful." Thorne said with narrowed eyes.

"Life is not only so beautiful, so life is precious. Take a rest today. Tomorrow I will take you to Diagon Alley to buy the textbooks and items you need for school, and buy you a few sets of clothes. Of course, it doesn't have to be tomorrow, you can set the time yourself." Dumbledore began to output chicken soup for the soul whenever he had the chance.

"Tomorrow will be fine... Where do I live? It looks like this is a castle. Can you find a room for me later?" Thorne asked.

"The other rooms in the castle are for students to live in. You haven't started school yet, so it's not appropriate for you to live anywhere. You can live in the principal's office for the time being. There is also a guest room here." Dumbledore replied.

"College... Which college do you think is good?" Thorne asked.

"Every college is equally good, and I can't give you an answer to this kind of thing. Everyone has their own way to go. Interfering with a person's original path will cause bad consequences, so I won't make any arrangements on my own initiative."

"You sound quite open-minded."