The magic of thought

AN: I do not own Harry Potter or the plot story, this fanfic only explores the journey of an OC in the Potterverse. J.K Rolling is the rightful owner of the Harry Potter series story and its characters. P.S: English is my second language.

Just finished watching all of Harry Potter series. I feel it lacked something.....something like common sense. I went to bed knowing nothing will change even with my opinion. As I closed my eyes and delved deeper into the abyss of sleep. I heard Ding!! "system activited host is dead and now reincarnating into Harry Potter world". That was it, I died without any cause, reason or common sense.

I woke up, saw a clock on the unfamiliar wall showcasing it was 7:00 am. I got out of bed, looked into the mirror that was on wall an saw a 11 year old with dark brown hair, eyes as blue as the azure sky with a somewhat handsome face and body build. The boy staring at himself realising he was not the 29 year old that went to bed last night. Then suddenly the feeling of being hit by a baseball on the head came to the boy, only to scream painfully remembering memories that was not of his own. The boy named Lux Newdawn.