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With the Judgnt of the Moon concluded, sumr vacation had arrived.
iling, having co to terms with her feelings before the judgnt, had already returned to Hong Kong. Xiaolang, too, went ho after the trial to further his magical training.
George naturally stayed in the small town, continuing his research on the Clow Cards through Sakura, while also regularly exchanging magical knowledge with Eriol Hiiragizawa—the strongest mage and inheritor of Clow Reed's magic.
As a result, George's own magical prowess had grown significantly, particularly in the realm of ti magic.
He believed it wouldn't be long before he could fully master the Fairy Sphere and break the seal on Sirius Island, finally freeing Natsu and the others.
At the sa ti, a new incarnation was born with the arrival of sumr vacation.
"Flal Academy? Isaac Tabor? Victor? What the hell is going on?"
George wasn't surprised by the appearance of a new incarnation—he had plenty of experience by now.
What did surprise him, however, was the world in this new incarnation's mories.
If it had been a world he didn't recognize, that would've been perfectly normal—just like with the Fairy Tail universe or Academy City. Those were worlds he hadn't known beforehand.
The many worlds of the multiverse could have co from his past life's movies, novels, ani, manga, fairy tales, or mythology.
He couldn't possibly be familiar with every single one, especially since after starting work in his past life, he had little ti for such things. There were tons of newer works he'd never even heard of.
But this new incarnation's world—it felt oddly familiar, and yet distinctly different.
That's what made it so strange.
Why, exactly?
Let's start with the identity of his new incarnation.
His na was Jin Baobao, a seventeen-year-old from Huaguo (China). His parents were divorced, and he had an older sister nad Jin Yuanyuan.
Combined, their nas—Yuanbao—ant "treasure" or "wealth," and their father happened to be a wealthy businessman obsessed with financial success.
Ten years ago, his parents divorced amicably. The reason was simple—not so ssy soap-opera scandal—but the complete absence of love.
Their marriage had only ever been a strategic union between powerful families, devoid of any genuine emotion.
Later, both of them gained enough power and influence to make their own decisions—becoming decision-makers in their own right—so there was no longer any need to maintain a loveless marriage.
After the divorce, the court assigned Jin Baobao to his father and Jin Yuanyuan to their mother.
His father's company specialized in international trade and was based in London, so Jin Baobao had spent most of his life living in London with him.
None of that was particularly strange. The truly bizarre part ca when he turned eleven.
That year, an owl delivered a letter to him—an acceptance letter, no less—informing him that he had been admitted to the prestigious Flal Academy.
But this Flal Academy wasn't a regular school—it was a school for magic.
Sound familiar?
Wasn't this almost exactly the sa as the admission story from his first incarnation's world—the Harry Potter universe?
The only difference was that the school here wasn't called Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry—it was called Flal Academy of Magic.
If that had been the only thing, George might've just assud this world had its own version of the Harry Potter novels and films.
Inspired by them, perhaps this world's mages had mimicked the setting and used a similar magical enrollnt process—purely for fun.
But that wasn't the case.
In this world, there were no Harry Potter novels or films.
More importantly, the way magicians cast spells using wands—the thods of learning and releasing magic, and the magical effects—were nearly identical to those in the Harry Potter world.
Even the headmaster, Isaac Tabor, and the dean, Victor, looked exactly like Dumbledore and Snape.
Many of the major events from the Harry Potter story existed in this world too. While the details differed quite a bit, the broader strokes were strikingly similar.
For example, the witch hunts of the Middle Ages, and the several large-scale wizarding wars.
However, in this world, Gellert Grindelwald was known as Stephen White, and his school wasn't Durmstrang Institute—it was a European organization called the Erald Society.
And rather than being defeated by Dumbledore—known in this world as Isaac Tabor—he was ultimately taken down by modern high-tech weaponry.
Voldemort also wasn't called Tom Riddle here. Instead, he went by the na Jerry Mario. Many character and school nas were different, and the tiline was off as well.
In the Harry Potter world, the Triwizard Tournant's final round occurred in 1995. But here, it took place in 2015.
"Well, whatever. Let's handle what's in front of us first—then I'll take my ti exploring this place."
After sorting through his new incarnation's mories, George slowly opened his eyes.
This new world might be strange, but the presence of wizards ant it wasn't ordinary. Maybe, with enough exploration, he'd find sothing useful here.
Besides, this new incarnation was only seventeen, still in school—he didn't know much about the wider world.
"Harri—oh, I almost forgot you were still here. Standing atop my father's bones. I was going to introduce you to them. But I've heard you're nearly as famous as I am now.
The Girl Who Lived. But your legend is built on lies. Allow to reveal what really happened that night thirteen years ago..."
From within a crumbling grave, a terrifying, noseless wizard was delivering his triumphant speech. He stared smugly at the girl before him—a young witch with glasses and a lightning-shaped scar on her forehead, now immobilized by his magic.
Around him stood a group of trembling, masked dark wizards.
"Excuse —sorry to interrupt. But if I said I'd like to leave now… would anyone actually try to stop ?"
George stood up from the ground, cutting into the Voldemort-like villain's dramatic monologue.
That's right—his new incarnation was the Flal Academy champion selected by the Goblet of Fire. In other words, the equivalent of Cedric Diggory from Hogwarts.
After touching the Goblet of Fire, he'd been transported to this graveyard—and killed by a character similar to Peter Pettigrew.
As ntioned earlier, the key events and magical chanics were similar, but many details differed—and his new incarnation was one of those differences.
Just like the girl nearby: not Harry Potter, but Harri Evans—a female version. Sa lightning scar, sa glasses, but a different na and gender.
The Girl Who Lived. The school's star student. Dean Victor's favorite.
But none of that really mattered to George right now. First, he needed to deal with this world's Voldemort—Jerry Mario.
"He's still alive? Finish him off, you useless worm!"
The speech-interrupting resurrection victim clearly pissed Voldemort—er, Jerry—off. Seeing it was the student Peter had supposedly killed only made it worse.
It ant one thing: Peter had held back.
"Y-Yes, Master!"
Panicking at Jerry's fury, the "Peter" of this world raised his wand again in a hurry.
He didn't understand either—his Killing Curse had clearly hit the student, and he'd confird his death. So how was the boy standing there alive again?
But this wasn't the ti to question it. To calm his master's anger, he quickly raised his wand once more, ready to cast another Killing Curse.
"Avada—"
(End of Chapter)
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