2 Adopted without choice it. Seriously?
I woke up in a dark alley on a London street. Um... I was in an earth version then? I knew I was in London because of an old newspaper in the garbage can in front of my face. Well now I'm in an alley and I look like a 3 year old max. Well, it wasn't too bad. 3 years old was not degrading as a newborn but had none of the advantages of adults. Well... We shouldn't look at the teeth of a gifted horse, right? I was curious about my age. Why 3 years? I should have an adult body right? Or as adult as a 17-year-old should be. But here I was 3 years old. At least in the body, that was.
Anyway I need more information about this world and the best way to get it would be a public library. It was the fastest way to get solid information about this world. History, geography, politics... everything could be checked out in the library. I could see from the style of the houses and alleys that I was a bit far from the 2000s, which meant I could use the glimpse card of the future to invest in companies I knew would make a profit.
I could make a lot of money after all...
And that's how the weirdest thing happened. One moment I was a beautiful blond 3 year old in an alley and the next I was a beautiful young man smiling in front of a tiny creature with wild smiles. The creature that should have made me feel disgusted if seen in an ordinary context... actually seemed to have a kind of camaraderie with my teenage version... wait... This creature...
Goblin?!
Was I in the world of Harry Potter? Thinking about it made me be somewhere else in an even more unusual way. I wore typical wizarding clothes as a sort of emerald green serpent emblem uniform while eating in a room full of other children. Beside me I could see some girls with heated eyes and some envious boys giving me mental curses. Being cute had those things sometimes. Nothing to do about it.
What was going on here?
And with another snap, the voice of my dear friend from the Ether was heard.
'Hello young man, hope you are alright. You must have been successfully transmigrated if you are hearing this message. I make it clear that I don't know where you currently are and it will be a while before you have enough strength for me to trace my bloodline to your new world. Anyway, I need to warn you that your soul has been stained by Ether. Do not worry. It's not a bad thing, if I say so myself, but it's possible that you have abilities unrelated to the requests you made to me. Now look... about the power that Arc of Embodiment desired, you won't be able to use it until you're 10 years old. As for the chakra, well you can already use it for basic things. If your world has another type of energy it would be good for you to learn it or you will have to use spiritual energy to activate the required magical ability. This does no harm but do you know about the chakra theory being a mixture of spiritual and physical energy? Well it's correct and too big a difference between the two can cause problems for you as seen with the Kurama clan of Konohagakure. I made it a bloodline ability associated with my bloodline as it was what was used to create your body. I also don't know what other lineage you have. You see, to create your body I needed a female reproductive cell and that was random. Your body was made by me and placed in an egg in the world you currently live in. I had you sent to the womb of a capable woman. Whoever it is. Her body was then preserved in ecstasy after she was born. I had him transported after he was born from his birth mother to a sub-dimension in his soul world that would nourish him, much like the nourishment given to the young Saiyans of DBZ's multiverse. So I don't know who your mother is in this new world. I'm sorry to take it away from her if I find out she was a good person and I accept thanks if I find out she was a bad person. Although you're not quite a good person, are you? About the soul world, it's an ability of mine that you inherited from my blood. It can be used as an inventory and after some training you might be able to get in and out of it as you please. Anyway, you are currently my biological child. So call me dad when you see me in the future. That's it, see you later and have a good life."
So that's what happened huh? I have a mother here somewhere and if I'm in the world of Harry Potter then the chances of my being a witch are huge. I also have the body of Caster Gilgamesh who was an amazing wizard. My magical potential must be absurd. That and my divination ability make me a scary mage in my own right. And that's without adding Arc of Embodiment and chakra abilities.
Anyway I need to learn to control my views and test to see if I can changewhat was seen. I'm not going to Slytherin and accepting a ridiculous label of villain behind my back... Although it depends on who my mother is in this world. I hoped it was a muggle-born witch but I can never get my hopes up for things like that. As far as I know the chances of me being Narcissa Malfoy's son are huge considering my blond hair.
I also needed to train my chakra to increase its volume and control. As far as I know, my chakra doesn't interfere with my magic as it has a whole different circulatory system and the magic in Harry Potter's world was in the wizard's blood. I could feel my magic core in the center of my chest still forming and my chakra coils close to my body's center of gravity, right where dantian would be... If this were a cultivation world of course.
I also need to learn about the magic of this world. Transfiguration (I don't even know if it's necessary considering my innate ability), Ancient Runes, Spells, Potions, DADA, Alchemy and many other subjects. I can't just let others know that I can literally materialize whatever I want in exchange for manna, right? I need to learn all this if I want to keep my trumps as trumps.
Well, no more plans, now I needed to know where in London I was and learn more about the wizarding world and my powers. Learning occlumency was also a must. It looks like a trip to the diagonal alley would be needed in the near future. Or I could try it myself. I already had my palace of mind. That must be an advantage right?
I started walking the streets of London and looking for any useful landmarks. A thing doomed to fail. After all, a protected heir would never have the chance to walk and see London like an ordinary pedestrian. Looking through the windows of a Mercedes didn't help my orienteering skills much. Another thing I noticed was... This world was a copy of my old world. At least the Muggle half was. I still didn't know if there would be relevant historical changes, but so many similarities would be useful for my future investments.
It didn't take long to reach the most common residential area imaginable. Only a few hours of walking but look on the bright side, I had chakra and could last a lot in physical exercise. I honestly wanted to eat something at that point. Anyway, that's when I gave up and lay down on a bench in a nearby park. I will try harder tomorrow. Now I just wanted to sit and merge on this bench.
I closed my eyes and started thinking about my oclumen training. It wouldn't be difficult considering I already owned my mental palace and had experience with meditation when I lived that season in the darkness after death.
That's how my magic felt in the first place. And let me tell you, it was really good. I loved the warm feeling in my body. So cozy and comfortable. But I need focus. I sent light amounts of magic into my head with just one wish: 'protect my mind, after doing this I felt that defenses in a transparent dome shape covered my mental palace and expanded until a small world formed.
With that I had a lot of ideas for my occlumency. I sent more manna streams (I decided to call magic energy that) with new instructions. 'World nutrition', 'city building', Android cyborg craft', 'Use creatures for protection', emulate a permanent mental patron in my mind'. After that I ran out and slept on the bench like a spoiled cat.
3rd person POV
The Grangers were worried about their daughter. Strange occurrences seemed to haunt the girl during some of her emotional peaks that were to say the least somewhat frightening. Not that it mattered, as they both had no aversion to such events. If anything they thought their daughter was even more special than they previously thought. Apparently intelligence wasn't the only thing peculiar to little Hermione.
Marcus and Felicity Granger were dentists and proud parents of a little girl. There was no doubt that they needed some help as first-time parents but apparently they did a pretty good job. It was with this in mind that Felicity suggested, 5 months ago, that they have other children. Marcus did not refuse his wife's wish but bad news came shortly after his appointment a few weeks after the woman's suggestion.
She had damaged her uterus during Hermione's birth and apparently could no longer have children. That was a heavy blow to the woman. She was young and very beautiful, after all she was the mother of a beautiful witch with Hermione, but she was stupidly stressed.
A daughter too special to be able to help, the inability of more children not to leave their daughter alone (more so considering her intimidating intelligence that drove most children away) and even more... her need to love and pamperanother child.
That's why last night she suggested her husband adoption. Which Marcus Granger didn't consider a bad idea. He saw the sadness in his daughter's eyes when she saw children playing and smiling in the park near her house and felt that he needed to at least get her a friend. If adoption helped your cute baby, it was all to your advantage.
It was then that Felicity picked up her family and dragged them for a joint walk in the same park and they saw the beautiful blond child sleeping on the bench.
The woman had her eyes drawn to the boy quickly, noting the lack of proper clothing on his diminutive body and the light sweat running down her body. She walked over quickly and realized that sweating wasn't really an indication of illness. Sighing the woman, she began trying to wake the boy up under the gaze of her disbelieving daughter and husband.
POV MC
I woke up to the distinct, warm feel of a hand caressing my face. A pleasant surprise came when the beautiful woman with brown hair and hazel eyes stared at me affectionately. Strange. I don't remember meeting this lady. Was she my birth mother? But I quickly rejected the idea. This lady was a Muggle for sure.
I looked around and noticed that there were two other strangers staring at me. I need to sort this out somehow. If these people are kidnappers I would be in bad shape.
"Good afternoon, ma'am, but could you let me go?" I asked a little cautiously. The woman smiled brightly and instead of letting me go she pulled me into an even warmer hug.
Her lady breasts are in my face. Be more demure or don't blame me for being impolite.
That was my thought but my body snuggled into her and took a deep breath. It was a clean smell. Cool even. Like... mint and honey. I closed my eyes at the sensation and wondered if she would be willing to let me sleep on her pillows. If I had to be honest... There wasn't a lot of sex drive involved. It was just too comfortable to ignore.
"Listen cute... do you have a name?"
"Castiel" I said and tightened my grip on her voluminous breast, yawning aloud.
"Where are your parents, little boy?"
"I do not have." She said almost blacking out from exhaustion. I had used most of my manna for my mental shields, this after walking for most of the day. It was hard to concentrate. "But I don't need parents... Just... sleep... food..."
I deleted it again.
3rd person POV
When Felicity heard the little boy, she made her decision. She looked at her husband who apparently understood without much difficulty and then nodded. He had friends in the army and the police. It would be easy to adopt the beautiful blond child into your wife's arms.
No one noticed the focused gaze of the little girl Granger as she looked into the cute face of her future new brother. Not even the redness that washed over her cheeks as she watched him squirm in his sleep, like a fluffy kitten snuggling up to its mother.
