Letter From Hogwart's

In a luxuriously decorated room in London, England, Luke sat by the fireplace, holding an unopened letter in his hand. On the table beside him, a pristine white owl stood with its head tilted, meticulously preening its feathers.

Upon opening the letter, Luke discovered that its contents were elegantly composed in flawless English.

The letter read as follows:

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore was the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, a Grand Sorcerer decorated with the Order of Merlin, First Class; also Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards and HEAD CHIEF of the Wizengamot.

Dear Mr. Geralt,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to study at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Enclosed, you will find a list of required books and supplies for the upcoming semester.

The semester is scheduled to commence on September 1st, and we kindly request that you send your owl reply no later than July 31st.

Vice Principal

Sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall"

This was just the first page of the letter; there was also a sheet detailing all the necessary supplies and textbooks for learning magic. The letter bore the school's emblem, featuring a snake, a lion, a badger, and an eagle.

Recognizing these iconic symbols, Luke immediately understood the significance. He was fucked.

Eleven years ago, he had found himself in London in the 1980s. Despite being an orphan, he had inherited substantial wealth and even owned a house in London. Initially, he believed he had merely been reborn into this time and place, but he never anticipated being transported into the world of Harry Potter.

Contemplating his situation, Luke couldn't help but ponder his unique advantage in this new world.

He possessed his own "Special Gift" ever since arriving here – a traveling frog donning a distinctive hat.

In his previous life, there was a popular game where players had adorable green frogs that would travel to various locations, sending back photos and unique items. However, Luke's frog, unlike the others, embarked on journeys to different worlds, each one offering something extraordinary.

Three days ago, Luke's frog had embarked on its latest adventure, and today was the day it was due to return.

Receiving the acceptance letter from Hogwarts on the same day was an unexpected delight, as it provided him with some insights into this world.

"I wonder which world the frog ventured into this time," Luke mused. "Hopefully, it will bring back something extraordinary."

After feeding the owl and giving it his written reply, the owl gracefully glided out of the window and vanished into the night.

Now, Luke anxiously awaited Hogwarts School's response.

Reclining on his couch, he picked up a set of photographs displayed on the table. These photos were sent to him by Frog during its travels and were marked with today's date.

The structures in the photos were peculiar, distinct from contemporary skyscrapers. Even for someone like Luke, who had lived two lives, these sights were entirely new.

One particularly captivating photo depicted a young man with flames dancing on his fingers, his laughter echoing through the frame.

"It appears that the world Frog journeyed to is fairy tail," Luke noted with a smile.

Suddenly, a soft noise interrupted his thoughts.

Looking up, he saw a green frog the size of his fist sitting on the table, with a bulging package behind it.

"Croak!" The frog croaked and then proceeded to open the package, revealing a gleaming golden crystal. It gently pushed the crystal toward Luke.

"Croak!"

The frog pointed to his mouth, indicating his hunger.

Luke placed the prepared food in front of the frog.

"Thanks a lot!"

He gently touched the little frog's head before turning his attention to the golden crystal on the table.

The golden prismatic crystal had a delicate silk arc on its surface.

"What is this?"

Luke refrained from touching it hastily. Unlike the frog's invincible body, some things were better left untouched until their purpose was clear.

Suddenly, a line of text appeared in Luke's vision, providing an introduction to the crystal.

[Lightning Dragon Slayer Crystal - a unique product from the world of "Fairy Tail"]

[Effect: Implanting the Lightning Dragon Slayer crystal into your body grants you the magic and formidable physique of a Lightning Dragon!]

[Usage: If no one is available to perform the implantation procedure, swallowing it may be a viable option. But be warned it tastes worse than a devil fruit.]

"This... Did the frog bring back a Dragon Slayer Crystal?"

Luke, who had watched "Fairy Tail" in his previous life, immediately recognized this extraordinary item from that world. However, he hadn't expected the frog to bring back such a treasure.

Luke gazed at the golden crystal with its elegant arc, his pale blue eyes filled with fiery anticipation.

Once he mastered this Dragon Slayer Crystal, he would possess significant power in this world of wizards.

Without further hesitation, Luke carefully picked up the crystal. As he held it, he felt a slight tingling sensation from the entwined arc, but he paid it no mind. With determination, he placed the entire crystal in his mouth.

Implanting it through surgery was out of the question. The moment the crystal entered his mouth, it detonated with an extremely overwhelming nusiating taste. Then tiny arc swiftly enveloped Luke's body.

Despite the discomfort, he swallowed the crystal whole. He felt his body beginning to undergo a profound transformation.

His pale blue eyes turned a pure gold, and he was enveloped in crackling lightning.

Boom!

A colossal Lightningbolt struck, tearing through the dark night.

This continued for about half an hour.

When Luke finally regained his senses, he noticed that the furniture around him had been reduced to charred remnants and ash.

Fortunately, his enhanced constitution, thanks to the crystal, spared him from feeling too distressed.

The fireplace, previously ablaze, lay in ruins. The only source of light was the occasional spark of electricity around Luke.

The frog, having finished its meal, had already returned to its den and fallen asleep. The Lightning and lightning had left it completely undisturbed.

Luke switched on the room's light and approached a floor-to-ceiling mirror.

Blonde, curly hair, light blue eyes, and a handsome face that would make many envious.

Upon closer examination, he realized his body had grown taller and more chiseled.

"The Power of Lightning Dragon..."

Luke snapped his fingers, conjuring an electric current that crackled in the air.