Stark in Harry Potter World - Chapter 1
Chapter 1 The Stark in Harry Potter World
“The 58th winning number drawn in this issue is 4-3-9-6-2-8-0-0!!”
Lying in the rental room with a black suit on his upper body and SpongeBob shorts on his lower body, William jumped out of the bed excitedly after hearing the number announced by the host on the TV.
“I won the lottery? I won the lottery!” William rubbed his eyes and repeatedly compared the scratching music in his hand.
The number is sure!
“Haha, I am rich.”
He recalled yesterday, sighed today, and imagined the future!
William was an orphan since he was a child, and his family was very poor.
But he did not give up his dream and insisted on buying lottery tickets every day. He believed that he would win the lottery.
Now, he succeeded, and finally ushered in the harvest season!
With this money, William can do a lot of things.
You can buy a luxurious ocean view villa located in the Taklimakan Desert, you can invest in a Sino-American co-production of your favorite actors, and you can treat your favorite anchor for ten years of depression…
Two days later, wearing a disposable mask, a pair of children’s sunglasses for five yuan on the bridge of his nose, William walked into the Welfare Lottery Center fully armed.
His hair is greasy, his eyes are erratic, and everyone seems to be stealing Guevara.
He looks around…
There are no dense crowds of onlookers;
There is no fund organization holding a signature pen waiting for him to donate;
Nor did they flock of reporters who wanted to interview him.
There are no big scenes, even the money… is gone! !
William Stark straightened up abruptly and woke up from his stunned sleep.
Where am I?
who am I?
Where’s my money… ah, where’s my money?
William looked around and found it was a dream, so he sighed and lay back on the bed again.
No wonder it’s a bit fake, others are quite real, but how could it be possible that the Jade Emperor is printed on the RMB? !
Patting his head, William showed a dull expression, like that… like Snail lying on the ground in depression.
A month ago, William was still living in some other place, waiting for the organization to send someone to talk to him about the socialist successor, although he had waited for more than 20 years.
William’s parents died when he was a child, and he finished college with the aid of well-wishers.
The beginning of the dream is true. He did win the big prize, but while celebrating, he was eating hot pot and singing, and he was suddenly robbed by the kidnappers.
William still remembered the man’s appearance: blood-red lips, pointed nose and grinning teeth, cold and gloomy horror makeup… just like the Joker in Batman.
At first, William thought it was a cosplay. He was looking for Batman with great interest, but he didn’t expect that he would be overwhelmed by the opponent.
After that, the kidnappers took the money, tore up the ticket, and woke up again, and William traveled to England and returned to 1990 when he became an eleven-year-old child.
After waking up, William became able to communicate normally with others in English, and there was an extra memory of an eleven-year-old child in his head.
The boy’s predecessor was William Stark, from a well-off family. His father was a dentist, his mother was a professor at Cambridge University, and his nine-year-old sister was named Annie.
William was an orphan in his previous life, and he was very satisfied with his current identity. As for his past, forget it as a nightmare.
The only regret is that scrape music.
Fortunately, William has already written down the winning numbers in his diary. As long as he is not a parallel world, he will be a multi-millionaire sooner or later. He just needs to wait patiently… for thirty years!
He said nothing this time to eat hot pot anymore.
William sighed, tossed and turned, and found that he was not drowsy, so he got up and went for a morning jog.
But when he stood up, he heard a “pounce” sound from the balcony.
“Is Popocha you?” He asked softly while wearing his clothes.
Popocha is a beautiful young orange cat. Because of injury, he was rescued by William and later taken in as a cute pet.
Although this stray cat is not as prevalent as the London fox, it is also very common.
Because of the orange color, William named Popo Cha.
Popo Cha’s character is extremely docile, otherwise William’s parents would not agree to keep it.
After getting dressed quickly, William opened the curtains and opened the glass door. The sun outside was warm but not dazzling.
It seems that today is a rare good weather!
William squinted his eyes and found that Popo Cha was squatting on the marble floor of the balcony facing an owl.
The scene is indescribably weird.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Popocha shook its orange ears. In the mouth, a row of sharp teeth was exposed, making a “meow” milk cry, and at the same time, he lowered his body and sat out of the preparatory action for hunting.
The owl lowered his head, shook his head, and his big eyes turned spinelessly, seeming to have disdainful eyes.
Can this be tolerated?
Popocha was furious, and then was about to launch an attack.
William hurriedly stopped in front and said, “Popo tea, don’t eat strange things, you will get sick!”
He added another sentence: “How about I cook it before eating…”
“Goo!!!”
Owl seemed to understand William’s words, tilted his head, and glanced at the boy as if offended.
It turned its tan pupils, then spread its wings, and flew up from the balcony fence.
Only then did William discover that it was holding a brown envelope made of thick parchment on its paws.
letter?
Is it for me?
He felt a little strange. As a nocturnal bird, the owl would have to face off with his little orange cat in the morning, but it would still deliver letters?
What age is this?
William held his chin and thought carefully, with thick, bright dark brown hair fluttering in the wind.
“Speaking of… In my memory, this body did have strange fluctuations.”
William didn’t know how to describe it, a bit like a super power, and a bit like a magical awakening.
He even knocked on his parents for this, but found that they were just ordinary people. In order to prevent being sliced, the secret was hidden.
“Now it seems… I really am not an ordinary person!”
Plus his surname is Stark…
William’s dark green eyes lit up, as if a blind student had spotted food.
“Could it be… Howard Stark, a distant cousin, discovered that his son Tony is more and more like Potts, who had a relationship, so I am going to travel to the United States and inherit all his inheritance?!
That’s not right.
William has never seen something as famous as Stark Industries on TV, so this should not be the Marvel World.
Then…
“Could it be that Bran Stark, a relative of Westeros, is going to call me over and inherit his Iron Throne?”
But then we should also send a letter crow?
While William was thinking, the owl circled the sky a few times, and then smashed the envelope on his head.
William picked up the envelope. He quickly turned the letter over. On the back of the envelope, there was a wax seal, a shield coat of arms, and a lion, an eagle, a badger and a snake circle around the capital “H”.
His eyes widened suddenly, his hands were tightly pressed, and then he quickly opened the envelope, took out the letter and read it:
Principal of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry: Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Union of Magic, President of the Wizarding Association, First-Class Magician of Sir Merlin).
Dear Mr. Stark: We are happy to inform you that you have been approved to study at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Enclosed is a list of required books and equipment. The semester is scheduled to start on September 1. We will be waiting for your owl before July 31st to bring your reply.
Sincerely, Minerva McGonagall, Vice Principal (Female)…
Before reading the letter, William’s attention was interrupted again by a sound.
He looked up, and saw that Popo Cha had already pounced the owl down.
The owl was lying flat on the balcony, and Popo Cha was lying on it.
Well, the posture is a bit ambiguous.
This was William’s first reaction.
Second reaction…
Wait, Popo Cha! Let it send the letter back first, let’s have another outdoor barbecue!
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