Antonio Olario

A man with pitch black hair and pitch black eyes was rummaging through the crowd in the Diagon Alley to reach his destination. The alley was busier than usual as Hogwarts' new session was starting in few days and students were on their shopping spree for their school supplies.

He made an abrupt halt when a poster on one of the walls caught his attention. He sighed deeply as he looked at the image of a man in a extremely battered condition.

The said man was believed to be one of the most notorious and dangerous criminals of the wizarding world. Right now, his posters flooded the wall of the wizarding Britain as, the criminal had managed to escape from one of the most secured prisons for wizards and witches, the Azkaban, after almost 12 years of imprisonment.

"Sirius Black," muttered the man with a frown and look of contemplation on his face. He stood there for few moments then continued on his path.

The man was a transmigrator. Named, Johns, in his previous life, the man was an average middle class guy fulfilling his needs from a 9 to 5 job. Johns, despite belonging to middle class was an adventure and thrill seeking person. In his limited and constrained resources, he would try to enjoy what life had to offer. The rush of the adrenaline when he jumped down a helicopter or dive into deep ocean was what made his life.

The earth of his previous life was an alternate earth as it was free from any kind of fantasy, at least what he knew of it. The magical world which he had now transmigrated into was nothing more than an imagination of fantasy.

Unfortunately, one fine day, one of his thrill seeking adventure met with an accident and he perished in it.

When Johns woke up again, he was in this new body. It took him few days to come to terms with his new identity.

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He now was Antonio Olario. He was from a pure blood wizarding family and though he did not enjoy a vast fortune like those of Malfoys or Black, he still had a good enough inheritance.

The life of Antonio was something marred by tragedies. Shortly after his birth, his parents had been killed by the hands of a werewolf. Mere few days after his birth, he had been orphaned.

Thereafter, his grandfather looked after his upbringing. After his graduation from Hogwarts' Antonio began his career with a small job in the ministry.

It had been few years since he started working, when Voldemort began his reign of terror in the wizarding Britain. Death, bloodshed and people vanishing abruptly was the common sight.

Not willing to entangle himself in a precarious situation, Antonio's grandfather made a decision. He along with Antonio fled away to USA to live a peaceful and secure life.

Few years later, Antonio's grandfather also passed away while Antonio continued to stay in USA.

5 years earlier, in the year, 1988, Antonio returned back to wizarding Britain and took up the Lordship of his house. He had returned back with the belief that the Wizarding Britain was back to his peaceful days and he could live a calm life and extend his family.

Being a pureblood, he did not face much problems after his return. Immediately on his return, he was able to acquire a small clerical job at the ministry. He worked as a clerk for three years after which he moved in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement and joined in as an auror.

Antonio was not a very gifted wizard. He was someone whom you would call nothing more than an average. He, at best, could perform the basic spells flawlessly while the success of the harder spells depended on his luck.

Despite this, since it was peacetime, it did not matter much and most of the younger auror workforce was formed by the likes of average wizard as him.

Antonio's list of tragedies did not end here. A fortnight ago, a weird magical accident when he was practising one of new spell led to his death after which Johns from other earth took over his body.

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After awakening, Antonio, discovered massive changes in his body. His average magical reserve had risen significantly and was still rising continuously. He felt raw magical power churning beneath inside him. Spells which were hard to learn came naturally to him. He felt as if he had suddenly become a prodigy of magic.

In a mere fortnight, he had mastered all the spells that were available to himself- which was vast. As a lord of pure blood house and as an auror, Antonio could access huge number of spells.

In a mere fortnight, he had transformed himself from average pathetic wizard to a powerful master of magic.

Not only spells, he felt that with a bit more of practice, he could control the raw magic as per his will. This simply meant, he could eliminate the need of spells to channel his magic- he might wish and the magic would do his bidding.

Maybe it was the merger of an additional soul or maybe it was the standard transmigrator golden finger, Antonio was now a powerful… very powerful wizard.

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