1 「Chapter I (1): Felix Harp The Wizard.」
[Volume 1: "A Magical Professor."] [Chapter I (1): "Felix Harp The Wizard."] [0000]
𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐧 𝐈𝐬𝐞𝐤𝐚𝐢? Because I do, alongside Reincarnation and Transmigration.
Isekai, Reincarnation, and Transmigration all three of these folks are common tropes in Movies, TV Series, Manga, Novels, and specially FanFic.
An Isekai is about a character being transported into another world, mostly a magical world, they are commonly used in FanFic.
Reincarnation and Transmigration on the other hand are basically going to another body after death, weirdly enough, I just found out that Transmigration and Reincarnation are just the same things. Yeah, search it up.
Anyways where was I? Yeah if you've been reading any of my books then you'll realize how all of them are incomplete, yeah my bad my fault.
But other than that, I would like to try changing my writing style, hope you enjoy it... And I'm sorry again.
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[Volume 1: "A Magical Professor."] [Chapter I (1): "Felix Harp."] [0001]
𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐨𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 and annoying the fuck outta me. It kept ranging for a couple of minutes but I didn't pay it any mind, and instead just tried my best to go back to sleep.
Why? Because this is just an everyday experience to me, yes this is a common occurrence to me, to the point that I'm even expecting it, even though I'm still asleep. But I guess this is better than an fucking hoard of Pixie's dry humping, and vandalizing my body.
But good lord, this constant ringing the alarm produces both makes me pissed off, and want to destroy it, either by smashing it with my bare fist or throwing it on the wall with all of my strength, but I physically cannot do that.
Anyways with annoyance, I opened my eyes, and my dark blue-colored eyes could be seen, along with my eye bags and bloodshot red fucking eyes contrasting my dark blue eyes, I feel like I just had an fucking hangover. I don't even drink, not once, not fucking once.
I'm currently sleeping at my desk sitting on my chair, and scattering papers and books related to magic alongside my toys could be seen on that same desk. Thankfully my alarm isn't physical it's mental, it turns off when it senses that I'm awake, I mean the real awake, actually talking about waking up, why the fuck did I sleep at the desk in the first place? Actually, fuck it.
Because it's all worth it because I can now perform Sorcery Magic! Albeit rather crude, similar to when Sherlock Holmes first fought Grindelwald.
I tried testing out the new magic I just learned by making my fingers touch each other, I closed my eyes and tried to calm my nerves, after waiting for a couple of seconds a sparking sound could be heard, similar to firecrackers, or when a plasma ball makes a sound.
Dark blue tiny bits of particles flying out from my fingers could be seen, but when I started pulling my fingers apart from each other, that's actually when the noise started to get louder, now sounding more like proper firecrackers, me feeling a little bit of resistance in the process, but my effort was worth it! Because five dark blue string-like things or whatever could be seen being produced out of my finger damn nails!
But unbeknownst to me, the dark blue string-like magic I just performed isn't permanent, I noticed this fact as I look at it, and as it slowly started to disappear, leaving blue particles alongside it, but instead of being sad I just started laughing to myself.
Why? Fuck you mean why? I'm quite happy that I was able to perform Sorcery Magic because this is a good thing, why? Because that means I'm not restricted to one form of magic, I could learn Harry Potter Magic alongside Sorcery Magic, heck perhaps I could even learn Owl House Magic if I tried hard enough, but let's first study Sorcery Magic before trying to study another.
Where was I again? Oh yeah starting my everyday routine, forgive me friend but I just love ranting, I am a Writer after all, albeit just formerly, but I still keep a book where I free write occasionally, but enough about that let's continue with my life.
I started my day by stretching my limbs, followed by me cracking my neck, not that cracking mate, I'm talking about moving my head side to side, after that, I started looking at my desk, and oh boy, what word is worse than messy? Crummy? Bedraggled? Disheveled? Defiled? Now that I think about it that sounded dirty, which perfectly describes my desk.
My ballpoint pen fucking leaking black ink, thankfully not on any of my books, toys, or anywhere near my notebook, I just sighed in annoyance as I silently pulled out my Wand hidden in the left pocket of my dark blue waistcoat vest, I then grasped my wand firmly and pointed my wand at it.
The ballpoint pen started floating, as I slowly float it on top of my trash can, the ballpoint pen wasn't leaking because of my magic, anyways the trash can was just beside my table, my trash can is made out of stainless steel as it also has an open and close mechanism, so I stepped on the said mechanism, as the ballpoint pen then quickly fall ink leaving its body on the way, all of it going straight to my trash can.
I then brought my attention to the leak the ballpoint pen caused, I also pointed my favorite long ass Wand at that thing, its not like I have two wands or anything like that... Anyways I want this leak to disappear that's why I'm pointing my Wand at it, I then thought of a spell as something blue shot out from the tip of my Wand, after that the black ink slowly retracts to nothingness, just like the ouroboros the ink slowly ate itself to nothingness.
I watched all this preoccupied with something, I'm busy wiping away the sleep crust that had gathered in both corners of my eyes, and got damn this shit annoying, anyways I'm quite hungry so I just lazily tap my wand at the table as it slowly fixes itself, not the table itself but instead the stuff on top of the table.
Everything on top of my table started floating, toys, books, notebooks, pencils anything that isn't alive and is an object started floating, limited to my table though. Anyways the books and notebook rearranged themselves from the thickest and biggest to the smallest on the side of the table, while my toy is a puppet, hahaha very funny right? Fuck you those are magical objects that can think for themselves, I just finished them a week ago, anyways before the 4 puppets could settle down I grabbed them from the thin air.
I then pocketed them in my right-hand trouser pockets which are enchanted to have increased capacity, badass I know moving on I slowly fixed my hair as I walk to the only mirror in this room.
And oh la la there I am, handsome as ever, don't believe me? Grandma said so, and grandma doesn't lie. Anyways I'm bored so I'm gonna describe my appearance, black messy hair, beautiful blue eye the iris part to be precise, and I am overly dressed.
Long black overcoat with 12 silver buttons, 6 on each side with a single silver colored Albert pocket watch, hidden in my dark blue waistcoat vest, its chains being visible which adds to my drip, fully black trousers, white dress shirt, black leathered oxford shoes, and a cheap cross pendant made out of aluminum that I quickly hide under my waistcoat, noticing that both my hair and clothing being disheveled I just sighed, and quickly fixed that problem with a tap of my wand in both of my hair and my vest, while I thought of the Mending Charm, a useful spell as always.
I watched my disheveled hair slowly fix itself into an undercut, not bad, not bad at all. My clothes on the other hand fixed itself as well, it's almost like it's brand new, ironed, cleaned, and everything.
That drip thought, fuck that drip! Oh wait my Wand, oh yeah my Wand, I haven't described it yet, shit shoot fuck. My Wand is composed of elegant Ebony Wood with Phoenix Feather Core, it's length being that of 14¾ inch, very flexible Wand. Oh and while we're at it I'm 6'3 one helluva growth spurt I know, and I have a very lanky figure, but it is still better than when I arrived here.
Oh, and where was I again? Brunch! Yes brunch you didn't heard that wrong, I then made my way out of my quarter's not before pocketing my Wand in my left waistcoat pocket, I then closed my quarter's doors and made my way to the Great Hall.
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["NB MZNV RH-"]
[𝐅𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐱 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐩: [𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭] [𝐖𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐝] "You won't let me live, you won't let me die." *staring at the author.*]
["I wanna write a genuine FanFic but I'm pretty dumb and forgetful, like just a week earlier I started writing an Hazbin Hotel FanFic, and I quickly realized how unplanned it was."]
["Wade Watts from Ready Player One is actually obese, it was shortly in the time skip did he get slimmer, when Samantha rejected him."]
["I just finished the Ready Player One Book and I was like, what the fuck kind of writing is this? This shit is fit for me I'll be copying that, seriously Ready Player One is the first book I ever read... That isn't FanFic."]
["I started freewriting and it's actually fun, so basically I sit down pick a topic, and write thing's related to that topic, without care about the punctuation, all in 1 minute. And after I finishing I pick a topic that tomorrow me would write about."]
["I didn't make Felix speak in this whole chapter, I want you to feel like that your in his head and that he could possibly an unreliable narrator, bye."]
[Words: "1730 Words."]
[Characters: "9934 Characters."]
[Writen: "November 6 2022."]
[Posted: "November 6 2022."]
