Chapter 1 Time Traveling (Revised, Typos Have Been Corrected)

[The author said: Since Tong Tang started writing a book for the first time, the writing skills and settings were not very mature at the beginning, so starting from January 12, 2019, the chapters were revised from the beginning, trying to make them less poisonous . Now after nearly eight months of updating and revising, 627 chapters have been revised. Tong Tang asked himself that the current writing power can no longer be optimized for the recently updated chapters, so the revision of the plot is over. But because of this, Zhang Shuo can’t be clicked directly because of the changes and deletions of the corresponding paragraphs. I didn’t delete Zhang Shuo, they can still be found in the talk at the bottom of the chapter! Xiao didn’t let go completely, but sneaked in some originals to test the waters. The higher the grade of the main character, the more he will let go. I wish you a happy reading! In addition, because the previous priority was to update and refine the plot of all chapters, time is limited, so it is inevitable that there will be typos. Starting from September 6, typos will be corrected chapter by chapter. If there are any omissions, I hope everyone can help Correct me, Tong Tang stands here to salute, thank you for your support. 】

Allen silently put down the "Magical Events in the Past Hundred Years" in his hand, not knowing whether he should lament that he had arrived in a world where war was about to break out, or rejoice that he had the opportunity to learn magic.

Allen is not a native British, but a traveler who has just come to the world of Harry Potter.

Alan, male, was born in a wealthy family in a fourth-tier city in 1987. He has a strong learning ability, but his grades have been inconsistent due to his love of play since he was a child. In the third year of high school, I worked hard for a year, and was admitted to the School of Mathematics of a national key normal university. After graduation, he also successfully became a high school mathematics teacher with a solid job.

In the seventh year of teaching, relying on his ingenuity and seven years of experience, he summed up the learning methods, so that the final score of the high school underpants class he led far surpassed the parallel class in the college entrance examination, and almost equaled the sharp knife class.

Allen's glorious life stopped when he was on the way to buy a house.

Driving the car sponsored by his parents in the first year of work, humming a ditty, the best music can't express his inner surge at the moment.

Even the wind and snow outside can't stop the heat of having a house soon.

Unexpectedly, sitting in the closed car, the disaster came from the sky.

A huge dump truck suddenly crossed from the left side. Under the severe pain, Alan didn't know who he was.

Opening his eyes again, Allen was no longer that Allen.

Allen should be really lucky. When the school and the bank cooperated to apply for the honored teacher card, he followed the trend and applied for personal accident insurance, and the beneficiaries were his parents.

It should be fortunate that Alan also has a younger brother who is a compatriot of the same mother, and his parents will not be old and helpless despite their pain.

And the most fortunate thing is that I still have a chance to survive!

The past follows the wind, and we should focus on the present.

The student that Ding Ailun traveled through was also named Alan, but his name was Alan Harris.

Alan was very naughty in the original body. He threw away his children's broomstick and secretly rode on his brother's broomstick. As a result, he fell from a high altitude and lost his life. As a result, his soul was fused by the current Alan. Because of the memory of the other party and the endocrine condition of the body at the age stage, I seem to have a naive way of thinking, but fortunately, I have not lost my memory of the plot that I liked the Harry Potter series before time travel.

Alan returned home in a trance, and passed in a daze for a while. Fortunately, his parents in this world thought he was embarrassed by his head injury, and didn't pay much attention to his abnormality.

After all, there are so many things to do, so many children to look after...

"Alan, come down to eat!" A gentle female voice sounded.

Allen closed the book and put it on the table, took a few deep breaths, and cheered himself up.

"Come on, most teachers are good at acting, even though they usually face students." Integrating the soul of his predecessor, he obtained all the memories and emotions of that little Allen,

It is still possible to cover up successfully.

With the shaking of the creaking stairs, the voice sounded again: "Alan, wash your hands quickly, your father should be back soon."

Ellen's father, Owen Harris, works in the Ministry of Magic's "Magical Accidents and Disasters Department". The disasters department is divided into three departments, namely: Reversal of Incidents Team, Memory Cancellation Command, and Muggle Issues Adjustment Committee. Owen has always wanted to go to the memory write-off command, he thinks he is especially good at forgetting magic.

But the reality is that he is in the "Muggle Issues Adjustment Committee", and he doesn't think his eloquence can successfully persuade Muggles to accept their incredible magical accidents, such as the incident where Sirius blew up an entire street eight years ago.

Over time, Owen's forgetting spell has become more proficient, but it is also a headache for him to write a report to explain to the memory write-off command every time the spell is used up.

"I'm back, the weather is terrible. We had to separate two men who were wrestling under a snowstorm in a park, and the wizard tried to give a love potion to a Muggle girl, but her father took it by mistake. , and then he dropped his wand in the fight, Merlin, that Muggle old man is much stronger than that wizard... oh, thank you Daisy."

Owen took the big brush from his eldest daughter Daisy and patted the snowflakes on his body.

"I'm going to talk to Fudge again, I'm tired of not being in the Amnestics Department but having to use the Forgetting Charm almost every time and have to write a report."

"Owen, drink some hot tea."

Mrs. Morgan Le Fay Harris directed the wand, and a cup of hot black tea landed on the dining table with precision.

As a staff member at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries, although she only works in the waiting room, as a member of the Rozier family, she has a good upbringing, healing magic is great, and she doesn't use a wand. Normal wounds can be healed.

But the family couldn't help her any more, because after experiencing the active period of Grindelwald and Voldemort, this mistake followed two generations of the Dark Lord's family withered, and the last male in England was Rozier—Evan ? Rozier was a Death Eater. He was killed a year before Voldemort fell from power, which also made this ancient family pay a lot of apparent and hidden fines for it to be preserved after the incident.

Morgan Le Fay also had an older cousin, Druela Rosier, who had a dislike for each other, who was married to Sirius and Regulus' uncle, Cygnus Black, and heard He was not in good health either, and the therapists at St. Mungo's privately concluded that he would not live long.

"Mom, there's no need to ask Allen to go downstairs for dinner, right?"

The second son Len Harris knocked on the table with the parchment in his hand in dissatisfaction.

Lun successfully obtained 12 outstanding N.E.W.Ts a year ago. With his excellent results, he entered the Ministry of Magic and became a member of the Department of Management and Control of Fantastic Beasts. He is currently still studying on the job, so he still has plenty of personal time. .

"Oh, I'm sorry dear, it's a habit in the hospital, you know, the patients are always in a trance."

The fat witch shook her golden hair and said gently to her most satisfied son.

"Alan, wash your hands first!" Turning around, Mrs. Harris caught sight of Alan who was already sitting on the chair.

Not daring to argue, Allen immediately ran to the sink and turned on the faucet.

Suddenly, a piercing voice rang in my ears: "Sloppy, sloppy!"

Looking up suddenly, Allen found that it was the mirror on the wall screaming.

Allen desperately smoothed the wrinkles on his body, while in a daze, "Perhaps the magic mirror is the standard equipment for ordinary families in the magical world!"

Back to the seats, the family of seven has already sat down, which is not common at this table.

"Thanks to Christmas, we are so happy to be together as a family today!" Mr. Harris said kindly, raising his glass.

The eldest son Albert also raised his glass and clinked glasses with his father. He is the only junior who can drink.

Albert is currently working in the "Auror Command" of the Ministry of Magic. He has a calm personality and is very reliable.

The second son, Lun, took a sip of sea buckthorn juice solemnly, as if he was tasting top-quality red wine.

The eldest sister Daisy looked at the younger sister Emily with a smile. She was greedily looking at the fat roast chicken on the table.

"What a loving family."

Allen is delighted to be able to live in such a family.

He is the fourth eldest in the family, unlike his big brother and sister who are highly valued, and unlike his younger sister Emily who is doted on by the whole family, and unlike the second brother who is serious in everything and wants to show off his intelligence and intelligence, Alan is usually very low-key. Occasionally a little naughty, not smart, usually, is a good listener in the family.

"Tomorrow we will go to Diagon Alley to replenish some daily necessities," Mrs. Harris said.

The second brother Lun immediately stopped the knife and fork in his hand, "Mom, I need a new pair of dragon leather gloves and some potion ingredients."

"Len, your dragon leather gloves are corroded again?" Mrs. Harris looked at her second son who was always excellent in disbelief.

Len pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Mom, when Lun mixes potions for magical creatures, his attention is always distracted, and his gloves will be corroded." Daisy seized the opportunity to complain to her mother, and then made a face at Lun, telling him His eyebrows were furrowed.

"I'm done eating!" Allen interrupted his mother's roar, and quickly stuffed the rest into his mouth three or two times.

"Alan, don't go now. Today is a reunion day. We finally got together. Why don't we talk about happy things, for example, what are your New Year's resolutions?" Mr. Harris hurriedly smoothed things over.

Mrs. Harris raised an eyebrow as she chopped and sorted some roast chicken for her youngest daughter.

The little sister, Emily, had her mouth full and ate so much that she didn't notice the little farce.

"I hope that in the new year, I can pass the Auror test." Eldest brother Albert was the first to respond to his father's call.

"I hope I can have a decent robe before work." Daisy was not far behind.

"I wish I had a doll that could talk, sing, and have tea parties with me," Emily continued. "My old doll, Annabelle, ran away by herself."

"Honey, your wishes will come true. How about you, Len?" asked Mr. Harris gently.

"No doubt he would have liked a pair of dragonskin gloves that would not break," said Daisy first.

"No, my wish is to pass the internship period as soon as possible and become a regular employee of the Ministry of Magic as soon as possible." Lun retorted to his sister.

"So Alan, what about you?" Dad looked at Alan.

"His wish is probably that when he rides a broom in flight class, the height will keep his head from rubbing against the ground!" Lun couldn't help but joked about his younger brother.

"No, Ellen, Mom hopes you will be safe and sound." Mrs. Harris quickly comforted her.

"I know, Mom, I hope everyone is safe and well, and that everything is going well."

After dinner, Allen lay on the bed and thought in a daze: Let the future devil love whatever he wants, isn't there a savior? I want to improve my strength, and try to accept and protect my new family members in the future turmoil.

With the expectation of going to Diagon Alley tomorrow, Allen fell asleep.