Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

August 1991, London Coliseum.

At this moment, a wonderful magic show is being performed in the Coliseum, and the audience seats are crowded and cheering.

The performer is Shore, who is known as the "genius magician". He is only 11 years old this year. In the hearts of the audience, Shore will definitely become the greatest magician in the world.

On the stage, Shore, who is still a child, has black hair and black eyes, delicate features, and a very elegant and outstanding temperament.

A well-fitting black tuxedo and a tall hat on his head make him look not too short.

At this moment, Shore is surrounded by more than 200 poker cards of various colors. Ordinary poker cards are dancing like butterflies endowed with life.

With the colorful lights above his head, this scene is very cool.

Shore raised his hands, his slender fingers seemed to be as elegant as playing the piano, and the poker cards around him flew up and down around his hands, making all kinds of incredible puzzles, just like magic.

In fact, it is true. These playing cards can be manipulated so easily because they are driven by Shore's "telekinesis".

Of course, the name of telekinesis was given by Shore himself.

He is a time traveler who has been in London for two years.

At first, he was just a homeless street kid. When he was bullied by street thugs, he awakened telekinesis.

Although he was just an ordinary otaku in his previous life, he was keen on watching various magic shows and decryption. He always felt that after learning this technology, he would not only be magical but also very handsome.

After he had telekinesis, he awakened the system. Well, it's just standard configuration. Don't blame me for the basic operation.

The key dog ​​system cannot be used immediately. It requires prerequisites.

So he began to imitate the "Now You See Me" he had seen in his previous life. From the one-on-one street close-up magic at the beginning, he gradually became the current genius young magician, and used his favorite poker magic.

With two fingers raised, the flying cards rotated and broke through the air. Who can not love it?

The cheers from the audience were endless, and the applause almost broke the ceiling of the hall.

"Shoer!"

"Shoer!"

Amid the high cheers, Shore clearly heard a prompt from his soul.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have collected the faith points of 10,000 admirers and turned on the system."

"Ding, the system has been turned on, please check it yourself."

"Ding, the novice gift package has been distributed."

Shore was so excited when he heard these prompts that he ignored the cheers of the fanatical fans and the prompts of the assistant next to him.

He quickly said "turn on the system".

Then a light screen that only he could see appeared.

Host: Shore.

Occupation: Poker magician.

Magic power: 20 (100 for adults)

Skill: Flying cards.

Level 1 Faith: 10,000. (Like)

(Opened in succession) Level 2 Faith: 0. (Worship)

(Opened in succession) Level 3 Faith: 0. (Fanatical)

Lottery system: 1000/100/10 faith points per draw.

Quest system: None.

Novice gift pack: Occlumency, a thunder element core, and a random background in the magic world.

After reading the system, Xiao Er was a little stunned.

Other rewards and settings were all within Xiao Er's expectations.

But what the hell is magic? It turns out that telekinesis is magic.

Why does Occlumency look so familiar?

Is there really a magic world? HP?

A series of questions appeared in Xiao Er's mind, making him a little confused.

How did I, a good magician, become a magician?

It's uncomfortable, it turns out that I'm not the only one with superpowers!

Xiao Er didn't hesitate for long, and was too excited to care about the occasion, so he took the novice gift pack first.

In the system's exclusive space, he clicked three times in a row on the two silver and one purple light balls.

The three light balls merged into Xiao Er's body together.

The light ball of the brain block technique first made his mind clear, and his eyes became deeper and calmer.

The core of the lightning element turned into a ray of purple light flowing all over his body, and then his whole body was like being electrified, his hair and sweat hairs stood up, and his limbs shook involuntarily.

Then the system started to prompt again.

"The host is randomly selecting his background in the magic world. In one minute, he will leave the ordinary Muggle world and teleport into the hidden magic world. Please be prepared."

Shaw was speechless again, not giving him a little defense.

Looking at the still enthusiastic audience below the stage, although his vanity was satisfied, he quickly spoke to the copper microphone in front of the stage.

"Dear audience, next I will perform a living disappearance for everyone as a curtain call for tonight."

Then Shaw quickly whispered to the capable bald middle-aged assistant behind him.

"Albert, after the performance, I will be away for a few days, you don't need to come to me."

Albert was a little anxious, just want to ask why, because in ten days, Shore's tour will have another show.

Shore had no time to explain, he bowed gracefully to the audience, then waved his hand, hundreds of cards that fell on the ground flew into the air, forming two dazzling five-pointed star patterns, slowly turning to block Shore from front and back.

A few seconds later, everyone heard a "bang", and the playing cards exploded one after another, like a sky full of stars falling, and there was no trace of Shore in the center.

The scene was silent, but more than ten seconds later, all the audience, including the backstage staff, cheered.

The "disappearance of living people" that ended was simply amazing, even Albert, the assistant, was a little confused for a while. When did Shore practice this mysterious magic? There is really no mechanism under the stage.

…….

Under the quiet night light, the ancient castle of Hogwarts in a certain highland in Scotland looks particularly hazy.

Albus Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard of the time, was writing the enrollment letter to be sent out in the headmaster's office.

Suddenly, an invisible and powerful magic wavered from afar, and the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

A rhythm came from a high tower in the school.

Dumbledore's expression changed involuntarily, and his figure blurred in an instant. After the firelight appeared, he was already in the high tower where the rhythm came from.

An ancient book with a black dragon leather cover in the tower was opening automatically, and the faded feather pen in the silver ink bottle next to it stirred twice and flew out of the bottle, landing on the parchment book and began to write.

This is the admission book and acceptance pen that covers the whole of England and selects young wizards for admission.

Dumbledore looked at the name that appeared on the parchment, and his pupils shrank suddenly!

"Shor Black."

Dumbledore slowly read out the name.

"In addition to Sirius in Azkaban, I didn't expect that there are still descendants of the Black family living outside."

At this moment, Vice Principal McGonagall, who also sensed the fluctuation of magic, also rushed over.

"Albus..."

Before she finished her words, Dumbledore had disappeared in the tower, leaving only one explanation in the air.

"I will follow the magic track along the way to see what's going on. Please continue to write admission notices for the young wizards."

McGonagall couldn't help but hold her forehead. She finally got Albus, the hands-off boss, to do some real work, but she didn't expect him to find an excuse to slip away.

But when she saw the name on the admission book, she was a little absent-minded for a while.

At the same time, Austria, Nurmengard Tower.

The words "For the greater good" above the entrance of the tower looked so mottled at this moment.

In a simple cell on the top of the tower, a skinny old man on the bed was dozing with his knees hugged.

Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, and his silver eyes flashed, as if predicting the future.

After a while, the old man murmured.

"It's different, everything is different, there is finally a glimmer of hope in despair!"

Then the old man laughed heartily.

"Albus, I haven't lost yet!"

(PS: Although the protagonist of this book has a system, it is also for the purpose of passing the manuscript. The role of the system will be weakened later, and a reasonable explanation and source will be given.)