Chapter 3: Villainous laughter

Confirming I was in the world of harry potter I first pushed the blanket away I walked to the mirror only to see the figure of a 7 years old child with black hair and eyes dressed in clothes that are from 80s .

I moved my arms and the child in the mirror moved in sync and I could confirm I really had come to this world. Before I could accept this fact my train of thought was interrupted.

"Samuel It is almost time for lunch don't you want to eat anything"

"Coming aunt Olivia"

I quickly went to the kitchen and ate the breakfast

Aunt Olivia was a woman in her 30s but looked like one in her 20s she was a kind woman at least from the memories of this child.

I think I should stop using the phrase " this child" no matter what this is my new reality. Logic dictated I accept it and I will. Although I know I will not be able to accept it in my heart in time I would be able to do so.

I ran to my room. Yes ran even with all the mental burden transmigration, having a new family, living in a new environment had caused me I just could not get over my excitement over magic.

In my room I picked a piece of paper I tried many thing ,gestures, saying chants that I had heard imagining and saying wingardiom leviosa but nonetheless my attempts were utterly useless. I just snapped everything every single thing was wrong. All of these had brought me to the limit of what I could endure. That was enough

"You stupid piece of paper go to hell"

Unlike what you expect the paper did not float but suddenly a blast was released from me everything was pushed away and the paper ignited, disintegrated and then turned to ashes. Watching this I was stunned then suddenly started laughing I hate to admit it that it was not the normal one it was the one villains do but since I was a child you know how it looked .

I laughed till I heard my aunt saying

"Sam what did I told you about your villainous laughs"