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"I'm back" Sandstorm teleports back to the Inn to see Petra and Wiz with a red face while Lisa was saying something about first wife.
"What's going on?" Sandstorm asks
"It's a women think" Lisa says
"Am I not a woman now?" Sandstorm asks and tilts her head cutely.
"Come here Sandstorm" Lisa says with open arms.
Sandstorm goes and hugs her.
"Wan, Lisa, that s-surprised me" Sandstorm says as Lisa scratches her ears.
"Your sleeping with me okay." Lisa says
"Yes okay." Sandstorm says with a red face.
"Good night Petra, Wiz" Lisa says carrying the fox Sandstorm to the bed. She then starts to play with her ears and tail more.
"Lisaa, s-stop I-it" Sandstorm
Before she could continue Lisa covered Sandstorms mouth an play bites her ears 
"Mmhmmm!!!" 
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The next morning day of the tournament in their Inn room.
"Last night was great. Right Storm?" Lisa says
Sandstorm is in her 9 tailed fox form so no one should recognize her but she still goes by Storm.
"Yes" Sandstorm mutters in a high pitched voice looking down with a red face.
"Did you take her innocents Lisa!" Shouts Wiz
While Petra quickly pulls Sandstorm away from Lisa.
Sandstorm starts hiding her really red face from them.
"What did she do to you Sandstorm." Petra asks the Sandstorm 
"I did nothing right Sandstorm" Lisa says.
"N-nothing, Lisa Onee-sama" Sandstorm says covering her embarrassed face.
"See, I did nothing to her." Lisa says 
"You call this nothing" Petra says in rage.
"It's a miss understanding" Lisa says.
"Are you alright Sandstorm? Where did she touch you" Asks Wiz
Sandstorm points to her ears and tails.
"Ok it's not that bad then" Wiz says patting Sandstorm then rubs her ears.
"Aaann, Wiz!" Sandstorm shouts looks at Wiz with teary eyes.
Of course everyone else was thinking the same thing 'So Cute!'.
"Tournament is today who ever wins I will sleep with as a hug pillow." Sandstorm says to motivate them, but she gets shy and looks down with a red face her voice got quiet towards the end of the sentence. 
Little did she know she just initiated a blood bath.
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They trashed everyone, I mean they are level 900 what do you expect. They did finished all the local people off in 1 move each. 
To be honest if none of them had that full body control skill which can help them limit their physical power. It's very likely that there would not even be an arena left after the tournament. It was purely like adults bullying children Sandstorm felt bad and went and took a S rank request, to subdue a dragon in mount Haruna, to help the people.
 
"The tournament was a let down." Lisa
"I would say the best one was the one with the ultimate technique" Wiz says
"Yeah he lasted the longest against us in the tournament." Petra says
Lisa face goes red in embarrassment mostly cause she had a person stall her fighting for 2 minutes. When she was overwhelmingly stronger than him.
"Yeah what was it again..." Sandstorm says.
At this point Lisa hides her face in behind Sandstorm who is sitting in her lap.
"It was secret technique 'nigerundaiyo' then he started screaming "whoop! whoop!'." Wiz
"Yep very interesting" Petra 
"How did he last so long again?" Sandstorm 
"I was laughing at his reference and was having trouble aiming... it didn't help he was also doing the zoidberg run..." Lisa says starting to pet and mofu Sandstorm to calm her self down.
"Zoidberg? Reference?" Wiz and Petra
"How about in the next world after we hunt down the dragon. I bring everyone and while I'm out having fu-I mean doing my job. Lisa gets you all caught up on anime?" Sandstorm says
"Ah it is the 90s it should be possible." Lisa says
"Yep I just need to create a DVD player and grab the disks from my old house. Benefits of a company owned building as a house." Sandstorm says
"Yep, everyone else shouldn't have touched your stuff since they know your alive." Lisa says

A genius programer named mike destined to die early at the age of 60 was hit by a truck.
We come to find him now a her as she became his video game character from the game  his 7 friends spent the past 10 years working on.
An now we can see the one of the most ridiculous existences explore the endless path and infinite cosmos. As the new reborn goddess Sandstorm begins her Odyssey.   


I have seen a lot of different anime and read several thousands of books at this point. I will probably take inspiration for things and not even know it especially since my naming sense is trash. 
I also want to say besides Fateoria, my Mc, and the people in Fareoria it is likely I will not own any of the other worlds or stories that my character will interact with.

After Salazar faded away, I went to the living room took a seat and turned on the news. 

 "Billionaire Howard Stark died last night in a fatal car crash alongside his wife Maria Stark. Howard and Maria were on vacation in Long Island New York at the time of the accident. Howard Anthony Walter Stark was an inventor, scientist, engineer, businessman and movie director..." (Author: They technically died in December I think, so I just moved it up a bit)

 I just sat there on the couch with my mouth wide open. Is this the Marvel world as well, but how could Harry Potter and Marvel share the same world. Oh my god, how could I not notice this? There's a quick way to learn if this is the Marvel world or not, and that's to summon Howard Stark. He died so I should be able to summon him, and if he has the same back story then this is definitely the Marvel world. I inject magic into my ring and try summoning him.

 "Huh, where am I?" Howard asked, looking around confused. 

 "You're in my living room. I'm sorry to disturb your time in the afterlife, but I have some questions." I answered. 

 "Afterlife? Oh yeah, I died didn't I." He said, looking depressed. "Who are you?" He asked. 

 "Harry Potter. Speaking of your death, How did you die?" I asked, and if it was Bucky than I'm definitely in Marvel. Maybe the MCU?

 "Why do you want to know, and how did you bring me here? I'm supposed to be dead." He said. 

 "I summoned you, now answer my question, or I'll have to be forceful. I don't want to do that because truthfully I'm a really big fan of yours, but I need to know how you died." I said. 

 "How did you summon me from the dead? Did you bring me back to life?" He asked. 

 "*sigh*" I wave my hand and transfigure the coffee table into a full-length mirror facing Howard. "You're just a soul without a body. I summoned you from the afterlife to talk to you about how you died." I said, and he finally noticed his transparent state. 

 "How did you do that? No, why is my body see-through?" He asked, looking scared and excited about a new discovery. 

 "As I said, I summoned you from the afterlife, so the reason your transparent is because you're just a soul without a body." I explained. 

 "Huh" He said, examining his body in the mirror. "How did you make the mirror?" He asked. 

 "Magic" I said, and Stark looks at me as if I'm lying to him. "Believe me or not it doesn't matter. I've answered your questions now answer mine. Who killed you?" I asked.

 "Why do you need to know?" He asked. 

 "Don't say I didn't give you a chance to do this peacefully. I order you to tell me who killed you." I ordered. 

 "I'm not a hundred percent sure, but I think it was Bucky Barnes." He said, then looks terrified that I could control him.

 "Alright, thanks for the information. I'll summon you again if I need anything." I said, cutting the flow of magic to the stone, and Howard fades away. 

 So, this is the Marvel and Harry Potter universe put together somehow. How have I not heard of any of this since coming here? I need to get some history books to confirm if Captain America exists. I had Mimsy get me some muggle history books and went through them. Yeah, Captain America is very real, so now I need to figure out if this is the MCU or a greater Marvel Universe. I had my elves that are keeping an eye on Sirius look for important names in the Marvel Universe. While they do that, I go through my knowledge of Marvel Comics. 

 Which is none at all, I've only seen the movies and shows. Let's just hope this ends up being the MCU, and not some giant mash-up of comics I've never read. Reviewing the movies and shows in my mind I found that the first thing I'll encounter is Captain Marvel. The movie takes place in the '90s, so hopefully, it hasn't happened yet. Based on my memories Vers will crash land into a Blockbuster in Los Angeles. I'll extract the memory and show it to my elves, so they can search every Blockbuster video store in LA. If they find the exact replica that means this is probably the MCU. 

 After a week of waiting, my elves found an exact copy of the Blockbuster from the movie. I made a simple alarm ward and had the elves place it on the roof, so when Vers crashes through it I'll know. I started getting information on characters from Marvel, and it's looking like this world is a mix of the X-men movies and the MCU. Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters exists, so maybe I'll visit when I have time. Perhaps I could also find Kamar-Taj and learn the mystic arts. I wonder if the Ancient One knows about me, hopefully not it's creepy just thinking about her using the time stone to spy on me. The only thing I have to do now is waiting for that alarm ward to trigger, and hopefully, Vers doesn't crash while I'm at school.

 After dealing with that problem, it's time to deal with a more immediate one. There's an automated system Hogwarts uses to find magical children in order to send acceptance letters. When a wizard or witch becomes eleven years old, their name and address will appear in a book in the headmaster's office. My name and address will appear in that book in less than three weeks. 

 I have two options, either to wait and have a talk with Dumbledore in my apartment, or Floo to the Headmasters office and talk there. Either way, my name and address still appear in the book. After some contemplation, I decided to just get it over with. Making my way to the fireplace and throwing a handful of Floo powder inside. The flames turn green and I step inside calling out my destination. 

 "Hogwarts Headmasters office" 

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Harry Potter dies in a car crash at the age of five. This causes problems for the spirit of magic Mage, so Mage transmigrates a newly dead soul to take his place.

I don’t own Harry Potter or Marvel. Bla bla bla

Hey Guys, Author here, just to tell you that I found that the name Arthur didn't stick well with the story as it is not a Devil name, I'll change his name in all chapters to Azrek from now on, thanks for your support.
Enjoy your stay!
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It had already been a year since Azrek arrived in this world.

During this year, many things happened to him, first, he had met his parents in this world, his mother was named Salna Dantalion, she was a member of the Berith Household who was also a member of the 72 pillars.

She was a beautiful black-haired woman coupled with deep blue eyes, she stood slightly above average in height and had a gorgeous figure, like other female Devils, she appeared to be a lot younger than her actual age, appearing to be only in her early twenty.

The Berith Family's members had a large advantage when it came to learning magic since they possessed a high affinity with it that made them able to progress at a quick pace.

His father was named Solas Dantalion, he was a member of the Dantalion Household and was also the only person possessing an Ultimate-Class power in the Dantalion Household, he was currently the Head of the Household.

He was a handsome man that appeared to be in his thirty, he had long black hair and sharp purple eyes that all the Dantalion Household descendant possessed. He had an aura of prestige around him that he had acquired due to his longtime being in a high position, giving him a mysterious charm.

Both his parents weren't able to tell what happened to him because children tend to change a lot during the first few years of their life, they were just happy to see that he became a lot more hardworking than previously.

As for Azrek, maybe because he absorbed the soul of the kid back then, he felt a deep connection with his parents when he first saw them, this day, he promised himself that he wouldn't lose his parents in this life.

Azrek's every day were separated quite simply, he would wake up early every morning, for an hour he would learn how to control his magic power, he then would eat breakfast with his parents. Directly after that, he would spend five hours training his physical strength without stop and heal the damage of his muscle for the next two hours. He would then go to eat his lunch and for the next five hours, they were spent launching low-level magic spell till his reserve of magical power was completely exhausted.

During the first six months, his schedule was like that, but unfortunately becoming stronger wasn't so easy. 

During the first six months, he had shown extremely fast progress in both physical strength and magic, it was to the point that he was sure that he was at least ten times stronger physically, and magic was even more as his magical capacity had grown by more than twenty times.

But after six months of progress, he felt that he reached what could be called a Bottleneck, in terms of strength he was probably at the level of a well trained Mid-Class Devil, and his magic power was a lot higher, being at least comparable to some weaker High-Class Devil.

The thing was that it was extremely difficult for him to grow even stronger, his strength training didn't bear any results anymore, and his magic control was already nearing the highest he could go with a kid's body.

Thus for more than half a year, he didn't feel any progress.

While he was stuck in his bottleneck, he spent most of his time in the giant library to see if there was an answer to the problem.

The answer was pretty simple, it was something discovered by the First Dantalion, a Devil's body still had a limit when it came to physical strength.

Being only four years old, Azrek's limit was still pretty low, thus it was recommended not to continue training every day to let the time to the body to adapt to its new strength, and after some years the bottleneck would go away naturally.

As for magic power, it could still grow, but when one's power reached the High-class, it was extremely difficult to make it progress as fast as before, thus it wasn't something to worry about as he was still a child, his magic power would continue to grow on its own.

When Azrek finished reading this book, he couldn't help but sigh, he felt slightly jealous of lifeforms that were already Ultimate-Class when they were just born, but he didn't care too much, it wasn't something impossible to catch up, in terms of talents and potential of growth he wouldn't lose to anyone, thus the gap could be closed if he trained sufficiently.

The fact that training wouldn't bear results for a few years was, on the other hand, something wasn't really happy about, but at the moment, he didn't have the means to do otherwise. 

Thus the first year of his life in this new world came to an end, there he stood looking at the giant library in front of him.

'Since I was born in this time, the knowledge I have access is even larger than the one my ancestor had access to, there is no reason that I wouldn't be able to find a solution to my current problem with this much knowledge!' Arthur looked determined as he looked at the thousands of books in front of him.

"Before I start reading books, it seems that I need to develop new magic, capable of registering knowledge like a computer..." As he muttered to himself, he couldn't help but sigh.

The human world was currently still in the 90s, thus computers were mere pieces of crap compared to what he had access to in his previous life, finding something to base his spell on could only be coming from his memories.

Azrek was the heir of a billion dollars conglomerate till the day his life changed forever, he awoke a morning in a three years old kid's body, in what looked like a European Nobility's castle.

Watch as Azrek becomes the heir of the House of Dantalion and make his way to once again become one of the most powerful and influential people in the world.

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MC will progress at a faster pace than others, but if you're here to read some bullshit about already being the strongest in the world at ten years of age, just go away.

Thanks for Reading my Story!

(PS: English is not my native language, I'll try to edit the chapter every so often.)

TONY
Okay, here's what I need...
Tony paces, barking what he needs done while more of Abu's Guards carry in missiles and materials. Yinsen follows,
translating as Tony assesses his work area.
TONY
S-Category missiles. Lot 7043. The S-30 explosive
Tritonal. And a dozen of the S-76. Mortars: M-Category #1, 4, 8, 20, and 60. M229's, I need eleven of
these. Mines: the pre-90s AP 5s and AP 16s.
YINSEN
(in Arabic)
S-Category missiles. Lot 7043. The S-30 explosiveTritonal. And a dozen of the
S-76. Mortars: M-Category #1, 4, 8, 20, and 60. M229's, he needs eleven of these. Mines: the pre-90s AP 5s and AP 16s.
Abu's men dart about.
TONY
...this area free of clutter, with good light. I want it at 12 o'clock to the door to
avoid logjams. I need welding gear -- acetelyene or propane, helmets, a soldering
set-up with goggles, and smelting cups. Two full sets of precision tools.
YINSEN
(in Arabic)
...this area free of clutter, with good light. He wants it at 12 o'clock to the door to
avoid logjams. He needs welding gear -- acetylene or propane, helmets, a soldering
set-up with goggles, and smelting cups. Two full sets of precision tools.

Abu getting exasperated by the never-ending list
TONY
Finally, I want three pairs of tube socks, white, a toothbrush, protein powder,
spices, sugar, five pounds of tea, cards. (thinks, then)
And a washing machine. Top load.
YINSEN
Finally, he needs: three pairs of tube socks, white, a toothbrush, protein powder,
spices, sugar, five pounds of tea, and some playing cards.
(pauses) And a washingmachine. Top load.

Abu's eye bulge. He gets in Tony's face.
ABU
(in Arabic)
A WASHING MACHINE? DOES HE THINK
I'M A FOOL?
TONY
(to Abu)
Must have everything. Great Satan makes big boom-kill for powerful Abu Bakar. Big boom-kill haha idiot just wait till i built my mark 1 let me toast all of you alive.
Abu felt irritated with Tony's attitude so he was about to punch him and tony tried to dodge.
"Ding! Body flexibility +1, current progress: 5, current level: entry-level."
"Ding! Dodge ability +1, current progress: 5, current level: entry-level."
As he dodges he heard a noise in his head got stunned and got hit by abu
"Ding! Physical injury, +1 resistance..."
"Ding! The body recovers +1 while recovering. Current progress: 5, entry-level at the current level."
Ding! The body recovers +1 while recovering. Current progress: 10, entry-level at the current level."
Ding! The body recovers +1 while recovering. Current progress: 15, entry-level at the current level."
Ding! The body recovers +1 while recovering. Current progress: 20, entry-level at the current level."
.A trace of warm and cold presence appeared on his chest wound and the face, which greatly relieved Tony's pain. he feels so refreshed and his vitality just boosted and his wound seems to be fixing itself.
But he didn't show it outside and just acted it as painfully and lay down.
Abu was initially shocked by the dodge but then he thought it was his reflex and went out to get those materials.
yinsen came to him,are you alright tony.
it is just a scratch not painful but he was just really shocked by what happened just now what hell is going on now is this unscientific thing is happening to me now.
first, I really need to figure out what the shit is this thing on his head.
HI, can anyone hear me as he said in his mind voice?
But the system did not respond at all.
It seems to be a non-intelligent ai system and It doesn't seem like it can communicate with people. like Jarvis or Friday
Tony had no choice but to experiment with other functions of the system.
He suddenly pulled the wire out of his chest.
The eyes of the yinsen who saw this scene were shocked and he hurriedly went to tony to stop him but to his surprise
 "Ding! Going through full-body recovery, resistance +1, current progress 25, current level: entry-level."
stark took out wire by one and the wound is closing up,yinsen jaw dropped what hell how come it is healing by itself omg stark how come you are alive.
well, I do as well like to know the answer for that but this stupid voice is not replying.

Tony Stark saved the day in “Avengers: Endgame” by wearing the infinity gauntlet and snapping his fingers. He passed away right after, with a line of blood down his left side. The death scene was almost a lot more gruesome at one point, though.
what if he didn't die goes back to his past with a powerful system where he was in the cave making iron man mark 1.
hahaha, tony laughed like a crazy man that echoed the whole cave.
This time something big is waiting for Thanos, All this time Thanos thought he has everything in control but he would never be expected that tony would go back to his past. Defeating him again but this time is one side slaughtering and an even bigger villain like Galactus will be faced by tony stark

The rest of the day is spent walking around Cokeworth and watching a film at the local Cinema. Rowan had not been interested in the film, "Hennessy," so while they all went to watch the film, she had instead ended up watching the Rocky Horror Picture Show all by herself. It had been an enjoyable movie to watch, but at times, all the singing was simply too much for her.
Rowan's film had ended earlier than theirs and seeing the time, she crossed the street and wandered over to the local bookstore to pick up some good fiction books to read. What could she say, she still loved the classical fantasy writers! The wizarding world did not know what they were missing!
However, most of her favorite author's works would not be published for some time. Robert Asprin would not have his first book of the MythAdvenuter's series, Another Fine Myth published until 1978. Or like Terry Pratchett from the Discworld series, The Color of Magic would not come out until 1983. And a vast majority wouldn't begin to crop until the '90s and beyond. Still, there were plenty of authors still left to choose from the children's author, Roald Dahl to the great classic's like F. Scott Fitzgerald. 
Happily leaving with a large pile of books in great big bags, Rowan turns the corner out of sight and shrinks her parcels into her bag, before keeping a book under her arm to read. She makes her way to the park and sits down on a bench to read. As promised, she waits at the park until the movie is almost over. Glancing at her watch, she saves her spot with a bookmark, before closing the book shut.
Making her way to the meeting area, Rowan takes a seat at the outdoor patio of the hamburger and chips joint. It does not take long for Petunia and Andrew to arrive. "So, where's Lily and Severus?"
Petunia glances at her boyfriend and says, "Andrew be a dear, and go and buy us two vanilla malt's."
"Right," Andrew said understanding that the girls wanted him gone. He quickly trots over to wait in the long line to order two vanilla milkshakes and a strawberry one for himself.
"He's planning to confess Lily, isn't he?" Petunia flatly said as she folded her arms over her chest.
"Yes," Rowan sighed. "I would have had him wait, but despite his new look and all-."
Seeing Rowan pause, Petunia frowns and says, "But you're afraid he won't have a chance because of that Potter boy?"
"Exactly," Rowan said in a monotone voice. "I'd rather he be rejected outright than to never have the opportunity to express his true feelings to Lily.
Petunia purses her lips and says, "Truthfully, I always thought he would win Lily over in the end. But like you said, I only know about the Potter boy because Lily talks about him all the time. There's a very good chance that the Potter boy will win, isn't there?"
"He's attractive enough, I suppose," Rowan admitted out loud. "And he's in the same house as her. It certainly has made it a great deal easier for him to be alone with Lily. And most importantly, Lily doesn't see him as a childhood friend, unlike Severus."
"Ah, yes, the ever so sneaky, treacherous trap of friendship," Petunia sniffed. "Well, I suppose if that's the case, I'll be nice to Severus just this once. He'll be heartbroken, no doubt."
"Yes, he will," Rowan whispered with a sad gleam in her eyes.
Petunia slowly says, "You don't want him to fail, do you?"
"He's my twin brother," Rowan sagely replied as she stared into the bright colored sunset sky. "I've always only wanted him to be happy. And he's always loved Lily ever since we were children."
Petunia looks away to glance at Andrew, who was giving his order to the cashier. "If I ever had to say anything nice about Severus is that he always only looked at Lily. I have always been envious of that fact and especially how he always looked at Lily with stars in his eyes. I'm not anymore, but still, I'll give him credit for that much."
"Yes, well, he's always had a one-track mind," Rowan wryly replied with a dim smile. 
The two of them fell silent and simply watched the crowd. Andrew returns not long after with their three milkshakes. The three of them sip their milkshakes and wait for Severus and Lily. Tragically, but not wholly unexpected only the figure of Severus can be seen. And worst of all the heartbroken expression on his face.
Rowan politely says goodbye to Petunia and Andrew. Petunia nods in understanding as Andrew quietly called out his goodbye. Leaving her half-eaten milkshake behind, Rowan merely takes Severus's hand and drags him off to the place where he and Lily used to meet at. It was their spot.
The two of them just sit there in silence until Severus croaks, "Don't worry, I won't cry."
"Do you need too?" Rowan asked.
"No," Severus shook his head. "But I wish it didn't hurt so bad."
Rowan eyes his pained expression and says, "I am sorry for what it's worth."
Rowan eyes his pained expression and says, "I am sorry for what it's worth."
"I know," Severus offered her a weak painfilled grin. "I knew she was going to say that from the moment I told her, but still, I had to try."
"Let me guess, she doesn't like you like that, but wants to stay friends?"
 "Yes."
"And do you think the two of you can actually stay friends, Severus? I do not mean to imply anything, but Lily will surely start dating someone soon. She's popular and there's James to consider too."
"I know, but I had to try."
Rowan does not ask anything more and instead pulls Severus towards her for him to rest his head on her neck. The two of them just sit there as the tree shadows grow longer and the sunsets over the horizon. The tip of the sun was just peeking through, before the mutely got up and headed over to the Abbott's home to return. 
It had been a long day and they both needed their rest. The Abbott's happily waved goodbye to them as Tadbey came to pick them up. Tadbey must have noticed something was wrong and did not ask, why neither of them was hungry nor why they were retiring early for the night.
In the end, Severus ended up climbing into bed with her that night. If he sighed every now and again, Rowan did not say a single word. She merely just hugged his back and listened in silence. It was all she could do and sometimes that is all one can do for their loved one. No matter how frustrating the situation might or how we wish we can fix it, all we can at times is merely sit there and listen.

Before there ever was a boy that ever lived in a cupboard on Four Privet Drive, there was a similar boy in a far worse home that lived on Spinner’s End. We all know the tale of that abused boy who grew up to become a bitter spy. But not all tales end the same for in the many parallel worlds that exist in the universe there are far better endings, and equally as many worse ones. This is a tale of one such condemned universe that for better or for worse chooses to change its own fate.

(All rights to the Harry Potter world and characters belong solely to J. K. Rowling. However, I do claim creative fanfiction rights. Please do not post my fanfiction elsewhere without my express permission. This work will also be partially hosted at RoyalRoad, Wattpadd, and Archive.)

The next day, Wang Hao got up early to exercise, and then came back to take a shower. After finishing it earlier, Zhang Xin and Zhang Nan walked out with sullen eyes.

"Early, get it ready, you hurry to eat, today to fill out the volunteer, I will go first." Wang Hao said to the two.

"Brother, goodbye." Zhang Xin and Zhang Nan nodded and said.

After being separated from the two, Wang Hao walked towards the school and stepped into the school gate again. He found that other people were looking at themselves with the same eyes as rare animals. He suddenly had a bitter smile on his face. He is now experiencing Lan Wei. The treatment last year.

Even he was already on the character column, saw his own picture and a brief introduction, juxtaposed with Lan Wei.

"Wang Hao." Wang Hao, who was about to lift his foot, suddenly heard a crisp female voice ringing behind him.

"Squad leader." Wang Hao nodded gently. For Ma Ling, he did not have any offensive feelings. Any beautiful and responsible squad leader who is so responsible can hardly make people feel sick.

"Wang Hao, listening to Ma Ye said, are you going to Yanda?" Ma Ling walked a few steps with the newspaper and walked with Wang Hao, asking curiously.

"Yes." Wang Hao nodded softly. He had decided to go to Yanda. While walking in the mountains, Zhao Chun and Wang Hao had a lot of conversations. The views on the university and Yanda's culture all let him have A trace of interest, there is an urge to take a look at Yan Da.

"You are really hidden." Ma Ling's eyes expressed some emotion. When she saw the newspaper in her hand for the first time, her heart was shocked, but more touched. She never thought of it. People of her similar age actually have such feelings.

She was able to save money and thrift and wanted to do something for the children in the village. At this time, she really understood the other party. Why did she never participate in the weekend activities of the class since the first grade of high school. She thought that she was resting on the weekend. When the students went shopping together, Wang Hao was already in the mountains.

Teaching those children, carrying very heavy books for the children into the mountains, only for those children to have better reading conditions, she did not expect that Wang Hao was actually Lan Wei 's teacher, Wang Hao .. A more responsible young man, this is Ma Ling's assessment of Wang Hao.

"What's wrong." After listening to Ma Ling's words, Wang Hao thought he was talking about the reasons for hiding his achievements in the past three years.

"Here, see for yourself." Ma Ling passed the newspaper in her hand.

Wang Hao took it and looked at it. When he looked at the front page headline, he suddenly froze and read it carefully. The title was his name. The eighteen-year-old was Wang Hao's talent.

"Wang Hao, an ordinary and ordinary name. After a college entrance examination, people who paid attention to the college entrance examination all over the country recognized Wang Hao, the champion of Xijiang Province. Today we say that it is not Wang Hao's achievement, but Wang Hao did since he entered high school Thing.

An unexpected encounter brought the author to Wang Hao, who had just participated in the college entrance examination. It also gave the author a clear understanding of what Wang Hao has done in the past three years, as well as Wang Hao, who was hidden in secret and dedicated. An eight-year-old boy has a responsibility that most people do not have. "

"In order to make the children in the mountains have better reading conditions, Wang Hao took out most of his living expenses, and bought books for the children in the deep mountains with extremely poor conditions.

In order to allow children in the mountains to enjoy normal education, Wang Hao rides a bicycle for three hours every weekend and walks for another three hours on the mountain road. It takes six hours a day, just to allow children in the mountains to be treated with External education is no different.

Maybe everyone will have questions, can a high school student teach these children well Remember last year's Xijiang province, the blue champion called a miracle? Wang Hao is Lan Wei's tutor ...

The last thing I want to say is that Wang Hao 's support for all the children in the mountain village is given by Wang Hao 's parents. For Wang Hao 's specific content, you can watch the CCTV Documentary Channel at 8pm, a documentary, and the Chinese youth. . "

Wang Hao finished reading the newspaper seriously and laughed helplessly in his heart. He could describe his life in such a detailed way. He did n't even need to think about it because it was written by the CCTV reporter Sun Yan, and he did n't expect it. It was a short film, but now it has become a documentary.

"Wang Hao, I want to tell you, sorry, I misunderstood you before, but why didn't you say it." Ma Ling said with a shameful face.

"It's not necessary." Wang Hao shook his head, not only the answer that the other party said sorry, but also the answer why he didn't say, "Let's go, time is coming."

Ma Ling's tone was dull, and his face was a little depressed. He glanced at Wang Hao and walked towards the classroom. If someone else was willing to talk to her, she met Wang Hao. UU reading books www.uukanshu.com

At this time in the CCTV building, the chief editor's office in the documentary channel area.

"Sun Yan, you did a very good job this time, and actually let you discover something with such positive energy." The editor-in-chief looked at the huge impact of Wang Hao, and countless people were talking about caring for children in poor mountain areas. .

This is still the case for an 18-year-old boy, not to mention these grown-ups. When he first saw the report written by Sun Yan, he couldn't believe it all over his face. After many studies, he tried his best This report spread through multiple channels.

"Editor, I also found it by accident." Sun Yan was a little excited on her face. She also hoped that more people would join in so that children in poor mountain areas could get a good education.

If Sun Yan is a harmonious place, then the office of the Mayor of Gan City is furious.

"Look at what you are doing, you are saying that there are no more poverty-stricken mountain areas in Gancheng, and the education of the children has been properly resolved." The mayor put the newspaper on the table, he was not angry that the city he managed was Report such things.

Several middle-aged men bowed their heads and reprimanded silently. There was the director of education in Gancheng and the leaders of various departments.

He has always attached great importance to children's education. The reason why he is angry is that no one has reported this matter, and the content reported to him is all good.

"Check if there are similar villages in Gancheng. In addition, a special project is drawn from the municipal government. This fund is only for solving the education problems of children in mountain areas." The mayor of Gancheng is somewhat ashamed. This is his responsibility. He will not go. Dodge, but find a way to remedy.

"It seems that I have to go down and walk often, and seeing is believing." The Gancheng Mayor sent a few people to leave with emotion.

“Hao Brother … I failed …” A young man stood in front of Wang Hao, his face lost his soul.

“I don’t understand in business. This is a database made in my spare time. You can use it .. It can accommodate one million players.” Wang Hao said lightly.

“…” The young man looked demented .. His face couldn’t believe it.

A research and development center located in the old forest of the deep mountain has gathered the eyes of everyone around the world. Just because there is a result from time to time, it has attracted the nerves of the world and technology has changed lives, and Wang Hao is only studying one technology at a time.




DISCLAIMER This not my novel All credit goes to 凡核桃 and I'm using Google translate

I wake up the next morning and I am hungry so I try to call my mother, but all I can do is cry. 
10 minutes later I am fed and happy and left on my own for now. 
My dad came by and said that he got to go to work. He is working as a hit wizard, which should be identical to a special agent. Mom is a Healer but she stays at home with my grandparents for now.

I try to meditate and it takes two minutes to get into my library. I want to have the ideal growth for my magic and body so I search for books that describe the best way and age to start working on my magic. God was generous and put a search function on my library, which means I just have to think about a subject area or a title or an author and a shelf with books to it appears. Very handy. 

First I search for books about magic for children at a young age. After reading for some days I found that most books say that children shouldn't be using magic before the age of three because my body and magic are still harmonizing here and it´s complete to 100% on my third birthday. Some children need more time some less but that is uncommon. When I read this I was a bit disappointed because I still couldn't practice magic for three years now.

So I did a little digging and reading in my library. After one and a half years I found an interesting idea, if I let my body flow with magic on my birthdays exactly at my birth time, this should help with magic without a magic wand and make me some Immun to magic, it should be forgotten because if not everybody would be doing this. Unfortunately, this is only possible five times and only on the third, seventh, eleventh, thirteenth and seventeenth birthdays, after that my body should conduct magic better, like some metals conduct electricity better than others. The protection from spells will unfortunately not become thick, because only weak spells can be fended off and/or resisted. So this will only be used to look cool. I am also looking into rituals but most of them are for my eleventh birthday and after. 

So my parents are miraculously still alive and working. Although they don't have to do so, as I could deduce from our environment, we have more than enough money, so they probably do for contact with other people and to build connections. I have decided to ask my parents about my time of birth, but this is difficult because I cannot talk perfectly yet. But since most toddlers with 2.5 to 3 can already halfway communicate their thoughts, I think that with my previous experience I will have this body a little further. I am also studying magic and how to use it because the first time I have to use it will be on my third birthday and I can´t use it before. 

The rest of my time I try to be a normal baby but that doesn´t prove to be difficult because I am curious about everything around me like every other toddler. Last week my parents went to Lyall Lupin and Hope Howells wedding, at first, I was surprised that my parents would go to their wedding but apparently, they were classmates. Nothing big happened the rest of the year except for the birth of Sirius on November third. 

Time flys by and more Characters from Harry Potter were born including Snape, Lilly, Lupin, and James. But that isn´t interesting to me for now. 

The last days before my 3rd birthday I was together with my gran Josi as I´ve come to call her, she gives me everything I want and I always have something to eat because being in the library takes a toll on my young body. I could weasel my birthtime out of my grandmother, I was born 8 pm, with that I was set. 
We take a walk through our villa. My grandparents live with us in this huge villa. We have 2 ley lines under our property, 2 less than under Hogwarts, but only five of us live here. We still have hundreds of bedrooms and dozens of work areas, my family has always been busy with runes and potions. Our library is huge, but I will probably only visit it as a cover since I own my own complete library. 

It´s my third birthday and my parents have invited some political friends who have kids themself from all sides dark, light, grey and Albus Dumbledore is there as well, maybe he´s trying to get some families on the light side or just looking at potential students who know what he is thinking. Armando Dippet is there as well, not much was said about him in the books but he looks kind but stern and powerful. I think there are only 5 years till he gives up the headship of Hogwarts in favor of Dumbles.

Enough political mingling of toddlers, it's 8 pm and I'm just using my magic for the first time, it feels a little warm throughout my body and I light up slightly. Nothing else happens but I think that I have come now more in tune with the world.
 I try to use my magic now so I hold out my finger and whisper Lumos, my finger lights up but I can tell that it costs me a lot of ´magical power´ I can only cast it three times. I like to think, that me using my magic at exactly my birthtime has helped me feel my magic better and having started to turn my body in a wand(even if it won´t be as quick and powerful). 
 But reading so many books about magic I know that magic is like a muscle you work it and it grows, even in old age, but the more magic you have the slower it grows and the harder it is to empty it out. After emptying my magic out I fall asleep.

A rich middle aged man who is experiments with everything he gets his hands on. One experiment fails and he dies. He meets God and chooses to be reborn in the Harry Potter world. A new life with a million more experiments an a new force to master. With some advantages he starts his next adventure.

John Reh, a seventeen year old boy lived in the small village of kashtire dessert. This village, having few people and many visitors, kept John in the little orphanage where he is made to help care for the smaller ones as he was the oldest youth that lived there. One night, he did not return to the orphanage as he usually did.

Den mother: JOHN!!! John?!! Where is that boy at this hour?

John enters through the front door carrying a large bag of books.

Den mother: there you are! Where have you been? Do you realize what time it is?!
John: I told you and the other three mothers that I would be out late at the temple. The grand elder had a new shipment of books come in today.
Den mother: no excuses! I told them you were nothing but trouble having been here for so long. Come, we will have a talk with you now in the office.
John: ah owowow! My ear! Wait! Denmother!

In the office sat a desk with a candle light and three chairs, but no one was there.

Den mother: oh where did that woman go this time?! That's it. You stay in this seat and don't move until I get back, understood?
John:... Yes, ma'am.
Den mother: humph!

The Den Mother leaves John in the office alone. It's quiet. He didn't like it quiet. He began to hum to himself in the room. Tiny blue lights dance on the desk in tune with his humming. He doesn't notice until a shadow slips past his eye level, stopping his humming. The stars vanish as he looks around the room. Nothing.

John: must have been my imagination. I have been reading a lot at the temple for the elders studies. They must be getting to my head.

The door opens. The Den mother walks into the office with the headmaster. The headmaster sits across from John and yawns.

Headmaster: what did he do this time, Melony?
Denmother: this boy just got back here. Do you realize how late it is?
Headmaster: do you? Waking me over this when we could just discuss this in the morning. So why were you late anyway?
John: I told all three mothers I'd be late today. I was helping the elders bring in new books for the library. Denmother doesn't seem to remember though.
Denmother: I said no excuses young man!
Headmaster: oh shut up, Melony. That's not an excuse that's a logical reason that can't be denied since his job was helping the temple this time. Good Christ, woman, are you deaf or stupid? If anything you're the one making excuses to get him in trouble and I'm tired of it. The boys old enough to make his own choices and set his own time schedule. Leave him alone already.
Denmother: but…
Headmaster: no buts! And give him back what he brought here. He wants to clutter his room with books let him. There his to do as he pleases. I know for a fact that I told you this hundreds of times already. Those are his rewards for his work. John go to your room. I'm done looking at you for one day.
John: yes, headmaster. Good night.
Denmother: you're just going to let that wicked do as he pleases?!
Headmaster: woman, if you don't drop the subject, I'm getting the Elders to drop your title as den mother for discrimination! You know damn well the elders hate that. If a witch born child had wandered in here they'd let them stay regardless because the book of earth says "all being are equal and shall be treated as such." knock it off already. You can deal with another year of him at least can't you? Now go home. I need to sleep for early morning.

The Den Mother leaves with the headmaster out of the orphanage. John stood at his bedroom door across the hall from the office. His room used to be one of the utility closets, there was no room elsewhere for him to sleep at his age. Most of the children leave at ten years old to a new home. He never knew why he wasn't given the chance to go with the others.
John lights a lamp in his room sits on his rickety handcrafted bed and opens one of the new books he received from the Grand Elder. It was a spell book. He quickly closes it and looks through more. They were all spells and medicine books. He remembers asking for medicine knowledge, but not casters. One of the books held a note in it.

"Do not return until all have been studied."

The Grand Elder must have given these to him. Any one else would give him history books and myths to read. He start by reading a medicine book. After a few hours, John had finished have the collection he received before taking a break. He started to ready himself for bed until he heard an unfamiliar sound.

Meow.

A large orange and black maned cat with two tails sat before his door watching him.

John: what? Oh. A cat? Where'd you come from?
Cat: oh. So you can see me? Well that just stumped me. And all this time I've actually been hiding from you.
John: ….. Aaaaaaaaahahhhhh! What the hell?! You talk!?
Cat: ah. Guess you can hear me, too. My bad. I didn't intend to scare you, but man you are jumpy.
John: stop! Stop!! I must be sleeping right now. Yeah I'm dreaming. All those myths and fairy tail got to my head and now I'm in a wonderland. Heheh. Heh.
Cat: did you you hit your head or something?
John: stop talking, dammit!! Its creepy!!
Cat: *hisses* have you looked in the mirror lately?! Jesus. You freaking out freaks me out. Calm down a minute.
John: how the hell am I supposed to calm down when a friggin animal I've never seen is in my room talking to me?!
Cat: hey! Be grateful I'm talking to you at all, you lonesome bastard. If I could I'd smack you with my paw right now.
John: wh-what … or who are you? And why are here?
Cat: I am the beast of the abyss, the Leo. I have been awakened by the alfather to return to the celestial kingdom of Shaltar.
John: . . . . wha-... What?

John's door slams open. The den mother had returned.

Denmother: what the hell are you screaming about so early in the morning?!
John: AAH!! I.. I-I-I… s-sorry. Uh….

John looks down at her feet. The cat was gone.

John: n-nothing. B-b-bad dream. Sorry, ma'am.
Denmother: humph! Well get up anyway. There's a new line of adopters waiting for this month. Get dressed and do whatever job you have today.
John: no job today ma'am. I'll get ready now.

The den mother closes his door. John looks to the floor again, but the cat was still gone.

John: I really must have been dreaming. How strangely clear it was.

John gets out of bed, puts on a pair of handmade pants and his shoes and runs out the door with more clothing and heads to the riverbeds far side as fast as he could. On his way he sees a large, fancy horse driven carriage. John knew immediately that he wasn't getting anywhere near that one. After washing up, he rushes back to the orphanage fully clothed and clean. One of the local residents of the village stops him half way. It was the smithy.

Smithy: hey! What are you in a hurry for? I need you to help me carry some metal back to the shack. You mind?
John: I-I'm sorry, sir. I need to get back to the orphanage. I'll get back to you as soon as I'm done. Promise.

John leaves the smithy and runs for the orphanage. Before he opened the door he heard a two familiar voices and one new voice behind the door. He walks in quietly and sees the headmaster and Grand Elder with a strange man in royal garments. They were talking about the young children that may be the oldest. The Grand Elder notices John at the door and stares at him.

Headmaster: Grand Elder? Is something wrong? Oh! What are you doing back?!
John: Ah… s-sorry. Don't mind me.
Stranger: oh? And who is this strapping young lad? One of the residents children?
Headmaster: Oh, no. Definitely not. Since you're here, gather the others.
John: yes, ma'am.
Stranger: ah! Now hold on! If he's one of the orphans here then he'll do just fine.
Headmaster: what?! Really? Him?! But he's a…!
Grand Elder: the wicked belongs to the village. He's not for adoption. I'm sorry, your majesty.
John: your majesty?! Wait. What he just say I was?
Stranger: wicked?! You allow those here? Well I guess if raised right, they'd be decent house members. Why is he here then in the orphanage and not in a proper home?
Grand Elder: I've wondered that myself. I'll speak to you about that later, headmaster.
Headmaster: yes, sir. Come the children will be on the top floor or roof to play.
Stranger: no. I was told I could find at least one young lad here to have and it turns out he's not in the vast system of fostered children. What a shame. I'd have loved to see how I could shape him. Farewell. Good day, young wicked.
John: eh!? Ah! Yes. Have a safe trip.
Stranger: . . . are you sure I can't take this one off your hands? He's so well mannered already.
Grand Elder: I apologize for the false information you received.

The stranger leaves pouting. John is utterly confused as to what just happened.

Grand Elder: . . . John.
John: y-yes, sir!?
Grand Elder: what are you doing in the orphanage?
John: eh? I-I. . .  uh…
Grand Elder: I suppose you didn't get informed. You were supposed to stay at the temple. No more "Jobs."
John: . . . huh?
Grand Elder:  where are the studies you received? Here? If so, get them and come with me.
John: yes,sir! Right away. I'll need to talk to the smithy on our way…
Grand Elder: move.

John goes to his room without another word and gathers his books together neatly. He hears the Grand Elder talking to the headmaster. He didn't sound happy.

Grand Elder: he didn't know. Why didn't he know, Lucius? And why did he return here after I specifically told all of your workers not to let him leave the temple from now on?
Headmaster:  I-I'm sorry, Grand Elder. I wasn't informed by the Den Mothers.
Grand Elder: get them and make them come to the temple as soon as possible.
Headmaster: yes, sir.
Grand Elder: and I mean I want them yesterday. Understood?

The headmaster leaves the building. Meanwhile. . .
John was packing his books he got from the temple and heard the Grand Elder talking to the headmaster about him. It didn't sound like a nice conversation.

Cat:(voice) wow. He does not sound happy.
John: GEH!?

John looks to the bed to find the cat lying belly up on his pillow.

Cat: what? He did.
John: . . . Did I develop narcolepsy? Or maybe the river had cactus water in it?
Cat: well, look at that. Ginger here got jokes. I'm as real as you, boy. You're just the only one that is allowed to see me as of late.

The cat stands and jumps off the bed, then heads to John's empty bookshelf across the room and up to the top shelf and lies down again.

Cat: so, where are you going in such a hurry?
John: uh…

There's a heavy knock on the door.

Grand Elder:(voice) JOHN!! Get out here now!
John: coming!! Coming! Sorry!

John leaves the room with the bag of books and bumps into the Grand Elder.

John: s-sorry, sir! I'm ready.
Grand Elder: good. Let's go. And tell whoever asked for a job they won't be getting your services anymore.
John: y-yes, sir.

Another year passed I have 2 years old. in this one year, I create a skill using Psychic power. I was taking advantage of my sleeping hours to invoke [Fly] so that I would pass out in bedtime. In this year Kushina teach me how to read some characters.

In this one year, I haven't done much else other than memorizing words so that I could speak, therefore most of the time, I just spent it dazing around, the fact that I've got something useful to do these past several days has given me a sense of accomplishment.

After eating my breakfast, we immediately began our class of learning the characters.

This system of character is hard to understand, In this system of characters there doesn't seem to be an phonographic writings, instead this system is logographic writing system. 

The way we practiced was by putting sand on a plate and their using our fingers to write the characters.

The shape of the characters didn't have many curves, and most of the words were composed of straight lines.

I repeated que process over and over again, there came a day when I could read and write the basics, so I asked for books to read. During this period I managed to read 6 illustrated books and with that I managed to acquire some stats points, discovery: studying writing and reading guarantees XP, very little, but it is already a start. 

The gains for that period were 5 points in Intelligence, 4 points in Wisdom, 365 points in MP and 365 XP, one for each day of the year. Other than that, I reached Max level in Fly.

[Fly (Active) Lv MAX]
The user can use telekinesis to levitate and/or fly. The full speed depends of the user's power and/or skill. May require mental focus to sustain flight. 
* 1 MP to float per second
* 1 MP to change the acceleration by 1 m/s
To move 10 meters in 1 second you need 10MP acceleration up, 1MP float, 10MP acceleration down = 21MP
_________________________________________________________________________

Another year passed I have 3 years old. in this one year, I create another skill using Psychic power: [Telekinesis], furthermore, my reading and writing is much better, I can read academic books without problems.

During this period, I didn't just read, every morning Kushina and I left the house, sometimes we visited the park and sometimes we visited Mikoto house, while a shadow clone created by Kushina trained Mya elsewhere, when I found out I asked to attend the training, however Kushina said he would teach me fuinjutsu and techniques for shaping chakra after I am three years old, I am almost sure it is leaf technique, climbing trees and walking in water. I think it's useless for me ... I can fly what a difference it will make - sorry I can't say that, well I think I will have to 'learn' as soon as possible then.

When we visited the park Kushina left me in the sandbox with the other children, however I didn't find anyone from Naruto's class… without having children worth talking to, all I did was build things out of sand and clay without stopping using [Telekinesis], maybe it will be useful in the future who knows ... this game was kind of good, it gave me the skill [Craft]. Every day we went to the park, I kept grinding XP for these two Skills.

When we visited the Uchiha compound, more precisely Mikoto's house, well I got wooden shurikens and wooden Kunais, which made me happy… that's not what I meant, on our visits I became friendly with little Sasuke, well it was good boring actually all this boy says is how good his brother Itachi's, how he is the badass for having completed the academy and became a Genin at the age of 7… I think if it weren't for Gamer's Ming I would have done him pass out using something with Telekinesis …

Well I used [Appraisal] on Itachi … 

[Itachi Uchiha]
[Male, Uchiha Clan]
[Condition: Has an unidentified disease]
[Age: 7 year old]
[Level: 32]

[HP:920(940)　Chakra: 740(740)]

[Muscular Strength: 20]
[Vitality: 30]
[Dexterity: 25]
[Intelligence: 20]
[Wisdom: 70]

I'm sure that using Healing Fire I could heal Itachi, but why would I do that? 

In addition to leaving home, I managed to do a session of basic physical exercises every day, after all I feel a little freer at my room, Kushina and Mya are no longer on my tail all the time. During this period I managed to grind 1000 XP with exercises and Books, 350 points in MP for letting the MP reach 0, 10 points in Strength and 12 points in Vitality doing exercises, 5 points in Intelligence reading books, I didn't gain anything in Wisdom I think ... do I need to find someone to play Chess or Shogi ...?
_________________________________________________________________________
[Telekinesis (Active) Lv 10]
User can influence/manipulate/move objects/matter with their mind. Telekinesis is one of the basis of many superpowers that are based on "controlling/manipulating", and may evolve to the point that a Telekinetic can control anything at a subatomic, particle and universal level. 
* 5 MP/s can lift an object into the air
* 10 MP/s can call a object to one's hand

[Craft (Active) Lv 5]
A skill to make something. Humanity has advanced their civilization through inventing things. Crafted objects become better as mastery levels rises. Chance to fail when crafting 50%. This skill is obtained through crafting something.
* Chance of Craft 55%

[Naruto Uzumaki]
[Male, Uzumaki Clan, Namikaze Clan]
[Condition: Good]
[Age: 3 year old]
[Level: 4]

[HP:1.010(1.010)　MP:1.859(1.859)]

[Muscular Strength: 19]
[Vitality: 21]
[Dexterity: 9]
[Intelligence: 23]
[Wisdom: 17]

Truck-kun found yet another victim, yet another story about reincarnation with some cheats in the naruto world.
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Disclaimer: These are purely speculative works of fiction. It is not intended to gain any profit. I do not have any rights to Naruto, The Gamer or any other fictional series mentioned in this work.
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