harry potter writing contest is not bad but ass hole web site is trying to charge double for reading translated chapters for every month so yes .... 

who ever worked or still works for this site is a bitch .........

who ever takes part in this free labour to attract more readers is also a bitch.....

who ever read and bus sprite stone is a bitch ....

everyone reading this is a bitch including me ..............

this story begins when harry receives a letter from Dumbledore after his death, which tells him about the throne of Silver stone. the letter tells him that he just defeated a Dark Lord of magic but there's another one who's going after silver stone which will make him the Emperor of Wizarding world. after dumbledore only harry is powerful enough to replace dumbledore and was capable of defeating this new Dark Lord who calls himself Lord Sinister. if you want to know what happened before this, then must you read my novel- Harry potter and secrets of azkaban.
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"It's okay. They are not going to come here again." Syrme explained calmly.

"Did they leave the country? It is because of you?" Alex asked, curiously.

"Let's just say that they are not going to come, and leave it at that."

"Okay... I guess I trust you for now." Alex said slowly.

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"Now, try to say 'Lumos'" Syrme said to Evelyn.

"Lumos!" A bright light emerged at the end of the wand.

"Yes! I made it!" Evelyn celebrated jumping through the place with a happy face. 

The 5 of them had a magical core. Which means all of them could do magic. They were born from muggle families, so that would make them muggle-born.

It has been a year since he chose to live in this place. The cave was now illuminated. Lamps were hanging in the ceiling and were mysteriously turned on in spite of being a place without electricity. There were tables, food, comfortables beds, and a lot of couches.

The bodies of the werewolves from Fenrir's pack were thrown to the sea. The only thing that was left from all the mess was news about the disappearances of the five kids. No magic was used in the fight, so the magical community didn't think these five disappearances had to do anything with them.

If Syrme remembered correctly, for the magical community to know about them they would need to put a trace in the wand they bought and in the said wand, you would need to do magic with it.

The guys were getting very comfortable living here with rest. They couldn't go to school, but they were learning on their own with a little help from the System.

Syrme travelled around the world like always, trying to get across to new kinds of magic or things to do. The Dursley family was left forgotten, probably celebrating that he's gone. Dumbledore should be searching for him by now if he didn't notice the disappearance of Syrme from Privet Drive. But Syrme made sure there weren't any traces of him left or any tracking devices in his person, so it was going to be difficult if Dumbledore wanted to find him.

Now the cave was like a safe-haven for Syrme. The kids also wanted to travel a little too, so he sometimes took one or two with him.

They, at some point, discovered what happened to the guys that kidnapped them.

Instead of being afraid of Syrme, they tried to convince him to train them.

And they made it.

Not just in magic, but also they wanted to learn martial arts and such.

Syrme created a ward in the cave which principal function was to hide the trace of magic left and hide the place from external parties. Something like a fidelius charm but more tamed.

And just like that, another year passed. 

And another one.

As time passed by, Syrme found himself loving the place and the group.

Mike was rash and a little rude, but deep down, he was a good kid.

Evelyn was timid, but if you got to know her, she always would say silly things to lighten the mood all the time.

Sebas was also very timid, but since he started adapting to his circumstances, he began to show signs of a brave cavalier gentleman.

Alex was the boss of the group. The last word in decisions. Like a big brother.

Syrme was... like a father?

Syrme was like a father... in spite of being the second youngest of them.

Mike liked to train and eat, and he was afraid of highs.

Evelyn liked to read and sing.

Sebas was getting comfortable in his joke-present suit of a mini-butler.

Alex liked to cook and clean. But he hated anything out of place and not cleaned, much to the dismay of Mike.

Every one of them had things they liked and disliked.

Syrme was more open to them. Even sometimes, Syrme brought the group to several IDs. When they asked what this mysterious power Syrme had was, he had to lie.

The few people knew about the System, the better.

Somewhere along the way, Alex decided to name the group.

The black knights.

Syrme made sure of teaching all about the wizarding world that he remembered from the books. He needed them to be prepared just in case.

And just like that, Syrme's {Home} was found.

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10-year-old Syrme was cleaning the dungeon of orcs and hobgoblins.

While he was killing some of them, he was talking to Mike and Alex about the incoming trouble in the magical world. They were already grown so they could make their desitions. If it were for Syrme, he wouldn't want to know anything that happens in the magical community of Britain. But, he also took into account of understanding about what could happen if he doesn't show up at Hogwarts. It could be different from what he read, but he didn't want to take any chances.

There are a lot of lives endangered in Hogwarts if Syrme decided to do nothing. Not only that, but he also decided, in memory of the poor Harry Potter that died in the cupboard, to end what his parents started.

That doesn't mean Syrme was prepared to go directly to the headmaster and lick his ass. He also knew from the books that Dumbledore didn't have his best intentions with Harry. A lot of manipulation and holes in the story didn't sit well with Syrme.

Dumbledore had a 'Greater Good' mentality. If it is for the greater good, some things that could be considered dubious, are right in his book. 

'The road to hell is paved with goods intentions.'

'Dumbledore wanted to end a greater evil. It's possible that with age, and a desperate attempt to end what he couldn't, he though in putting his hopes in a prophecy child whose destiny was to finish the dark lord. Harry fit the criteria perfectly. He just needed someone a little more malleable. He needed a starved and un-loved child that just found a world where he wasn't a freak.'

'The first year, it was clear the security for the Philosopher stone wasn't made for grown-ups wizards. From here, we take the conclusion that Dumbledore wanted Harry to find the stone.'

'The second year... He probably knew what it was, but decided to do nothing except for sending a sword.'

'In the third year, we get to know Sirius Black. The supposed secret-keeper from the Potters. I think Dumbledore personally knew about it because he was the one to cast the damned spell. But, like a said in the beginning, if a sane Sirius Black was to raise Harry then Harry will be more difficult to deal with.'

'A lot of things in the book didn't make any sense whatsoever. Like the punishment for staying outside after curfew.'

'The punishment was to send 11 years old kids into the forbidden forest to search about the creature that was injuring the unicorns.'

'The forbidden forest.'

'THE FORBIDDEN.'

'11 years old.'

'It doesn't make any sense.'

'No-one decided to tell Harry a lot of things about the wizarding world, or even telling him about his parents.'

'I could probably be wrong about everything and Dumbledore had nothing to do with it. But, better be prepared and vigilant than naive and manipulable.'

'If I go there and the old man decides to send me back to the Dursleys...'

'Or if he tries something that endangers my group or me...'

'I think the elder wand will look good in my hand...'

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Syrme looked again at the unopened letter in the table. Next to it, an almost plucked ugly owl tried to lift himself. He just came back from a visit to the Catholic Cathedral of Notre-Dame and decided to rent himself a flat.

"Is it already my birthday...?" Syrme asked himself, opening the letter. The owl got to stand up and flew to the window.

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HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Mr.Harry Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
The term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.

Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
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"I guess this trip will have to wait. To Diagon alley..." Syrme murmured.

"But first..." And the sound of apparition was heard.

[ Stats ]

Lvl: 57
EXP: 1,800,000/2,910,000
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-Name: Harry Potter
-True Name: Syrme
-Race: Human
-Age: 11 years
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-Strenght: 60
-Vitality: 120
-Dexterity: 270
-Intelligence: 240
-Wisdom: 296
-Charisma: 151
-Luck: 100
Points unassigned: 40
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Origin: Dreams, Knowledge.
Magic Circuits: 30C->30B
Magical Core: B->A
Magical Trigger: Here I dream, here I learn.
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Skills:
-???: ???
-Death Wisdom: A
-ID: Create/Escape: C->A
-Spellcasting: A->S
-Speech: B->A+
-Instinct: C->B
-Occlumency: B->A+
-Thought acceleration: A++
-Memory Partition: C->B
-Paranza Corta: B->S+
-Reinforcement: C->A
-Northern ITF Taekwondo: C->A
-Renewal Taekwondo: B->A++
-Memory Manipulation: C->B
-Apparition: B->A
-Mana Burst (Lightning): D->B
-Mind's Eye (False): D->C
-Champuru Kendo (Mix): D->B
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{ID: Create/Escape: C->A}
Creating and escaping a dimensional space around you that depending on the level of the skill, it introduces more things and beings into the said dimension. Warning: Someone with enough space awareness could discover the dimension.

{Spellcating: A->S}
This skill consists of the proficiency of spellcasting either by voice or by thought. For this skill is necessary to have a magical core or magical circuits in the caster. For any skill with the requisite of magecraft is needs a magical trigger, also known as an aria. 

{Speech: B->A+}
Conversation understanding, speech managing, and Skills related to voice are improved.

{Instinct: C->B}
Rare Skill that only comes with experience. The user has a better intuition about what is going on around you. When it comes to following a path, you 'feel' if something could go wrong.

{Occlumency: B->A+}
The practice of the mind. More organised thoughts. Creation of mindscape and protection of the mind. Occlumency is the art of one's mind.

{Thought acceleration: A->A++}
With the need for the magical trigger. The thought of caster is accelerated for the amount of time the caster wishes. Warning: Using this skill for a long period could cause migraines.

{Memory Partition: C->B}
It is the ability to partition their thoughts to form multiple independent thought processes. While normal people can only have a single "room" in their brain and focus on one thought, partitioning adds partitions to the one room to create multiple rooms.

{Paranza Corta: B->S+}
Style of blade/knife fighting of Italian origin. Paranza Corta centre itself around blocking strikes and responding with counter attacks of quick stabbing motions in very delicate zones of the body. Jugular vein, kidney, eye, carotid artery, brachial artery, wrists, heart, lungs, liver, femur artery, etc.

{Reinforcement: C->A}
Purpose of pushing a basis to the utmost limit. It is the foundation of all Magecraft that enhance the existence of the target by pouring Magical Energy. Success requires a good grasp of the inner structure to fill openings with Magical Energy. Reinforcing the purpose of existence would be increasing the sharpness of a knife, the nourishment of food, or in the case of a living creature, physical strength, and durability.

{Northern ITF Taekwondo: C->A}
Art developed in modern North Korea. This type of Taekwondo is derived from ITF Taekwondo which favours straight, fast attacks and, unlike WTF Taekwondo, allows all forms of fighting without protection.

{Renewal Taekwondo: B->A++}
Art developed in modern South Korea. It is emphasised in strong, linear kicks like its base WTF Taekwondo. Some skills are directly linked with WTF Taekwondo.

{Memory Manipulation: C->B}
It is an alteration of the mind's records to make a person forget about a specific event. Effectiveness is limited by the number of deviations between what the target remembers and what the people around them remember. Basic spell of magecraft.

{Apparition: B->A}
Method to travel used by the wizarding world. This is accomplished by having the user focus on the desired location in their mind and then purposely disappearing from that spot to reappear at the location the user envisioned.

{Mana Burst (Lightning): D->B}
Is the increase in performance caused by infusing one's weapons and body with Magical Energy and instantly expelling it. Simply put, recreating the effect of a jet burst by expending large amounts of Magical Energy. Variation with lightning.

{Mind's Eye (False): D->C}
It is a natural talent to foresee/sense and avoid danger based on an innate 6th sense, intuition, or prescience. The accuracy of this instinct can be augmented by experience. The ability also grants the effect of offering resistance against penalties caused by visual obstructions.

{Champuru Kendo (Mix): D->B}
Unorthodox Kenjutsu style based on breakdancing. Taking bits and pieces from all forms of martial arts and making up the rest on-the-go as he fights his opponents, making the fighter generally unpredictable in a fight. There's a second blade mixed in this style when the situation arises.
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Syrme was a teen with a lot of dreams and a good life. But his life ended earlier than he thought, and with him, his dreams.

Or maybe not.

MC is transmigrated into the body of Harry Potter.

Dumbledore is confused. If only Harry Potter is not a Hufflepuff, he might be suspicious of Harry. Harry Potter is charming, like young Tom Riddle. He is smart and all of his teacher like him, including Severus Snape, who can't say anything bad about Harry, because the boy did study hard and his performance in class is not behind Hermione Granger, the Gryffindor golden girl, who's he's friend with.

But, Harry is friends with everyone, from a muggleborn like Granger to Death Eater son like Nott and Malfoy. The Malfoy boy even try to conceal bullying from his fellow Slytherin in order to stay friends with Harry.

Dumbledore has give Harry Potter his new invisibility cloak, but the boy has put aside his cloak and focus himself on enjoying his holiday. He did not try the cloak, nor he use it to wandering around. Headmaster Dumbledore has been waiting for Harry in vain. He even put some mild spell on the cloak, so that Harry would come and seek the Mirror of Erised.

Dumbledore put the infamous Philosopher stone that he got from his friend, Nicholas Flamel inside the Mirror. He is planning to teach Harry how to fetch the stone from inside the Mirror.

But, Harry Potter never come.

***

When news of Black and Pettigrew come to Hogwarts, the other students has just arrived back from their holiday.

Harry feigned ignorance of the news. Everyone try to express their sympathy for Harry. To think the ministry put the wrong man in Azkaban for years. What an awesome law. Nobody is happy. But, Minister Fudge put the wrong in the previous minister, and even managed to drag down other people with him.

Headmaster Dumbledore has not been seen in Hogwarts for days. The Headmaster is busy explaining himself to the magical world about his involvement in Black case. Harry use the opportunity to go see the Mirror of Erised. It is located in an unused classroom in the 3rd corridor near where Fluffy, Hagrid's Cerberus is.

Harry has been wondering about what will he see in the Mirror. When he put himself in front  of the Mirror, it reflected himself, clearly. He tilted his head sideways, his reflection just blinked at him, then put his hand inside his trousers pocket. The stone is in his hand, in the Mirror, his reflection put the stone back at Harry and he felt the stone in his pocket. 

Harry take another stone from his breast pocket, he locked eyes with his reflection in the mirror, then drop the stone back in his pocket. The weight of the stone is missing in his pocket.

Done.

***

Iris and Harry walk down a little pathway that is headed for an old stone building. It's night time, so that people won't recognized that there is 2 kids wandering around in the dark.

They stop outside the buliding. The old house look abandoned. Harry knocked the door firmly. Silence follow the knock. 

Not long after, the door creaked open. A young man around 30 something show up, "Yes?" he asked, looking surprise to see 2 kids on his front door.

"We're looking for your master." Iris said.

The man look up and down on Harry and Iris and ask again, "Did you get lost?"

"We're looking for Voldemort." Harry said, making the man freeze. 

He laugh awkwardly, "I don't understand."

"He will." Harry nodded at the other man behind the first man.

"Potter and Swan." the man said, "What a surprise."

"You look better, Professor." Iris wave cheerily at Quirell that stand behind the door, hiding in the dark.

"Come, the Master want to see you." Quirell beckoned the kids.

Harry and Iris walked inside the house. The door closed behind them.

***

The first time Harry Potter repeat his life, he thought he got a second chance to fix everything  and save everyone.

The second time it happen, he thought that life (or is it death) must be play a joke at him.

The next time it happen again, he just feel tired and want it all to end.

Now it happen, Harry is surprised to find a little girl he never seen before.

"You've done it all wrong." Iris Swan said while giving Harry devil eyes, "you're saving the wrong people, making win the wrong side."

Harry is dumbfounded.

Chapter 2. Back to the starting line (2)

Light novels in this world are quite similar to his previous world.

There were many similar genres like isekai, battle academy and mechs but the story in this world make more sense.

Light novels in his previous world often has plot holes but in this world, the plot holes are minimum.

But the overall quality of light novels are still less when compared to his world.

Most of the stories are of the harem and fantasy genre but there were not many novels he liked.

Rei was looking for a classic novel like «Sword art online» or «Konosuba» but there weren't many classics.

Although he found some good novels, they weren't able to captivate him like the light novels from his world.

As he was not finding any good novels, he started searching information about the publishing houses in Sakura island.

He found out that there are three major publishing houses in regards to light novels. 

The first was <Syotsu publishing>, it was a famous publishing house and has quite a reputation in the industry.

It also has produced many works and many promising authors wanted their books to publish in this company.

The second was the <GM publishers>, it was a publishing house which had grown in the last few years. 

It has published some bestselling novels which also had gotten adapted to animes.

The third was the <Shino medias>, it was a newly established publishing house which was just started 2 years ago but it had produced some good works.

It's best novel has been the «Mech contractors», a story about a 15 year old mechanic who got transported in the future.

The novel has been made into a manga and a anime series has also been announced.

That was the information Rei was able to find about the publishing houses and the novels.

He also noted down some information about the top literature books and some light novels, he will buy when he got his pocket money.

After doing that, he noticed that the day had already ended.

After eating dinner, he moved to his bed to sleep but he wasn't able to sleep.

It was a daily occurrence, Rei wasn't able to sleep properly as he was afraid that when he wake up tomorrow, he will be in his own world.

That was Rei's fear as he didn't wanted to go to his old life.

He started thinking about different things to stop him from sleeping but he wasn't able to stop himself from sleeping.

Like that, several days pass away. It was the start of his vacation, so there was no school. 

Rei was able to laze around everyday and think about his future.

He will sometimes read books he had bought from his savings and contemplate if he wanted to take the same path or not.

Rei knew he wanted to be a writer but he was too fearful to do it, he was scared of failure.

At one side he wanted to be a writer but the other side was telling him to be a star.

The previous host dreams and desires were still with Rei and he can't do anything about it.

There was a war going on in his insides. 

Rei started to notice that he would subconsciously always pick up a pen. His instincts were telling him to write but he didn't knew what to write.

"Ah, let's take the chance"

Finally, after struggling with it for some days, he finally made up his resolve to write.

He didn't knew if he will succeed or not but he will accept any result.

It was his second chance, he didn't wanted to waste it away.

As for becoming a star, he decided to take it one by one.

Now, the question was to what to write, Rei had several stories in his head but he didn't knew which to choose.

He also didn't knew if he will able to write like before. Because of alcohol and drugs, his writing had degraded and he wasn't sure if he will able to write like before.

That's why he decided to write famous novels to make his writing better.

Rei didn't get any cheat from his reincarnation but he did get something.

It was his mind, which was changed to become something like a memory chip.

Rei can literally remember everything that had happened in his previous life.

Not in brief but in full detail. If he tried to remember a book, he will able to recall all the lines of the book in a serial order. He was even able to tell where the commas would be.

He can recall every book, movie or song he had read or seen in full detail.

It was like his brain was a computer.

That's why Rei was able to easily copy the famous novels he had read in his previous life.

He started copying novels like «Harry Potter and the philosopher stone» and «Your name».

That's how he spent his remaining vacation. Copying works from his world and and writing his novel alongside it.

It was tiring to write everyday but he got used to it and the main reason he was doing it was because he was enjoying it.

He didn't have many friends, so he spent his vacation in his room only occasionally going out for his meals.

Although his parents were worried about him, he didn't care as he was really enjoying it.

He poured every bit of frustration he had with his life in his original work.

And after writing and revising for a whole month, his first book was finally completed.

Jiang Dejun and his wife were urged back due to work. The reason needless to say was due to [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] suddenly emerging into fame.

Discovering the author Bright Moon was supposedly from Shanghai, the excitement and interest of all the publishing houses in Shanghai were naturally aroused.

Currently there were few in the industry who didn't know about the novel!

The hottest topic on the Internet right now was -"Did you read [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] today?"

The new legend of online novels! Today the number of hits on it had exceeded a million!

Just the traffic it brought in alone had almost broken the Tianya Forum servers!

...

As [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] became more and more popular on the Internet and more and more popular in reality, more and more publishers and retailers began to focus on the book. The book in their eyes was the Chinese [Harry Potter], a gold mine! And the author who hadn't appeared yet, Bright Moon was the JK Rowling of China! "

It was a pity that Bright Moon was too inconspicuous. The chapters uploaded online were almost enough to produce a book, but he still hadn't contacted a publisher yet. Unlike JK Rowling who, when she finished writing [Harry Potter and The Philosopher's Stone] instantly began to search everywhere for publishers, suffering through several twists and turns before she managed to successfully publish her novel.

Bright Moon still remained hiding in the dark, despite them taking the initiative and swarming him with messages and flattery.

This left the major publishing houses anxious and distraught. As the book became more and more popular, piracy had begun to appear but the author still hadn't appeared! Was he insane? This was all potential money!

The local publishers in Shanghai especially were in pain. This was like hearing the God of Wealth was at your doorstep, but you couldn't find your keys to unlock the door. 

Executives began trying to contact Tianya to find a way to contact the author and some even resorted to looking for hackers to track Jiang Cheng's address.

Unfortunately, they underestimated Jiang Cheng. After all, staying in the United States for so many years in his past life and having been in contact with future tech, he had a few tricks up his sleeve to prevent people tracking him down. He created a bunch of fake temporary emails and routed his internet connection through a bunch of VPN's. 

He was unaware but Jiang Cheng's actions killed the arrogance of those domestic hackers who usually held proud gazes, and let them deeply understand their own shortcomings as they ran head first into Microsoft's brand new PPTP VPN network. Running into it now ahead of time before it became mainstream, China's hacking underworld actually gained a boost as they developed ahead of time, indirectly driving the vigorous development of computer technology in China. And a few years later, Jiang Cheng would even profit because of this, though he didn't realize it now. 

Xu Guoqing, Chairman and the main shareholder of Southern Weekly Publishing House, was also amongst those eagerly searching for Bright Moon.

The performance of Southern Weekly had dropped so badly in the past two years that it was in need of revitalizing before it truly fell into deep trouble and it was at this time that [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] had appeared. Xu Guoqing was attracted at first sight by [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] not because he was a fan of the book, but because he saw the vast money making potential of it!

This was the kind of work that could save their publishing house. Xu Guoqing wanted it and Southern Weekly needed it!

Southern Weekly was also the publishing house where Jiang Cheng's father Jiang Dejun worked, 

It was formerly known as Southern Publishing House but Southern Weekly was one of their core magazines, having been extremely popular for some time in the 1990's and due to the brand recognition it provided they had eventually decided to rename the publishing house after it.

However despite it's fancy new name, the performance of Southern Weekly had fallen sharply, exiting it's honeymoon period as it headed for the sunset.

In Jiang Cheng's view, the main reason for the decline in Southern Weekly's performance was that it's thinking was too old. Southern Weekly mainly dealt with documentary reports, tracking current affairs at home and abroad and asking experts and scholars to give reports.
 
This was very popular in the last century, because at that time people had very little access to information, only resorting to newspapers and magazines; But now there were more and more channels of information, which were ultimately faster and cheaper. For paper media to compete would only get harder and more futile.

When people could just search for what they wanted to know without much hustle for free, why would they want to pay for your magazines and newspapers? Which were neither fast or up to date.

Even if they didn't want to go online, they could just watch those news channels. Why go and buy magazines and newspapers?

As a result, mergers were becoming more and more prevalent. There were fewer and fewer small and medium-sized publishing houses, with most either being annexed by the main titans or closing down. Those who didn't want to go bankrupt, switched to do something else. 

Southern Weekly could sustain itself up to now, thanks to the brand loyalty they had accumulated among their middle-aged and elderly customer base in their early years. But while they were fine currently they were running on a timer.

So Xu Guoqing seeing [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] becoming more and more popular became hopeful and anxious. 

But that hope soon transformed to frustration and anger when he realized that his CEO and editor-in-chief, Jiang Dejun at such a critical juncture had taken his wife to Hainan on holiday and was seemingly pulling off a second honeymoon!

"Oh, it wasn't a honeymoon, but a family trip to Hainan. So why is your son still at home?"

"The kid said he didn't want to go, so the two of you went alone. How is that not a honeymoon?"

The most excessive thing was that Jiang Dejun had been gone for almost a month, and he still hadn't come back?

Seeing that they hadn't had much work recently, he actually went and approved himself a month-long vacation. 

"Dammit, hurry and get your ass back here!"

So with that Jiang Cheng's parents reluctantly ended their second honeymoon.

Yeah, it was indeed a second honeymoon.

Though to be fair they didn't initially plan it as such, after all the trip was originally planned for the whole family but Jiang Cheng right at the end refused to go!

And since they had already paid....It would have been a waste to cancel, so they went.  After all they  rarely got so much alone time together.

The two of them enjoyed the gentle sunshine, golden sand and warm waves of Hainan and even went as far as to turn off their phones, only switching them on an hour a day.
 
So when they learned what was going on from an angry Xu Guoqing, they were stunned. 

[Stories About The Ming Dynasty] was tens of chapters deep but Bright Moon still hadn't appeared yet, was he really so generous as to let everyone read his book for free?

Publishers naturally didn't believe so, they thought that Bright Moon was fishing amongst them for the highest bid. So publishers secretly raised the price tag in their hearts, they couldn't wait for the appearance of Bright Moon.

Even Jiang Dejun, upset about his holiday, after reading [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] couldn't help admit that it was a rare book, destined to create waves. 

But then thinking of what he was missing out on, he couldn't help but feel slightly aggrieved. 

Of all the times for this Bright Moon character to appear it just had to be now huh, dammit. 

But what he didn't expect was that when he got home, he would run into the very person he was cursing.

Jiang Cheng a screenwriter is reincarnated to 2001, into the seventeen-year-old body of another Jiang Cheng. 

Clutching onto the dreams of his previous life he attempts to succeed where he previously failed. 

He starts from scratch, as a small-time screenwriter writing television shows and movie scripts. 

Filled with dreams of becoming a generational  entertainment legend and establishing an entertainment empire he takes the road to become the King of Film.

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It all began with a dark room, a hooting owl, and a letter in front of me.

The room had no features I could parse. The owl was motley brown. The letter looked handwritten in a really difficult cursive. My room was gone. My surroundings were gone. The letter itself glowed with a light of its own, and the contents seemed to shift under my sight.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)​

Dear Mr. Umbrus,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.

Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress

The letter had also something written on its back; it was the list of provisions. Something dreadfully heavy settled at the bottom of my stomach. This couldn't be what I thought it was, could it? Perhaps an alien race had kidnapped me. It would explain the dark room. Maybe I was in a coma. That too was an acceptable solution. My surroundings shifted, the darkness leaving the place to blurs and to forms.

They took on clearer shapes a bit at the time, revealing figures moving back and forth on rails. In front of me, a luggage on wheels with my stuff rested. An owl hooted from its perch, staring right at me with an inquisitive glance. I looked around, seeing no familiar figures. There was little I could do, but swallow my nervousness and walk towards the platform I still remembered would lead on the way to Hogwarts' train.

Platform Nine and Three Quarters was hidden within a pillar, and as I walked through it, my eyes closed by reflex, I came out in a realm of robes and strange hat-wearing people. I had no cellphone in my pockets. I had no Ipod. I had a wand, actually, a shiny dark thing that was probably twelve to thirteen inches in length. It was a bit hard to hide the thing, and I could feel it poke against my sides, strapped to the left side of my chest in a wand-holder reminiscing of a revolver's holster.

There were families tearfully waving goodbye to their sons and daughters, some with more emphasis than others. I simply pulled my luggage on the train without a word.

"I am a wizard," I muttered. Then, I realized that pulling the luggage up was more of a challenge than previously thought, and the sinking feeling in my guts materialized even further.

Shit.

I was an eleven year old kid. My height was gone, my strength too, and all I had was a lousy wand and stuff I had no idea how it had made its way into my possession. This looked every bit like a coma-induced feverish dream. Perhaps I shouldn't have eaten whatever I ate the night before. What was it again? It was a pizza. No, pizzas couldn't be so evil as to give me such vivid and vibrant nightmares.

Thus, I climbed on while quietly cursing my weak self. I settled in the first carriage I could find, since I needed more than one trip to empty the trolley on which my luggage rested. By the time I was done, I sighed and slumped against the creaking armchair.

I yawned, not out of tiredness, but out of nervousness. There had to be a mistake. I couldn't be a wizard. The wand I pulled out from my wand holster felt warm in my hand, my children finger looked so eerie compared to what I was used to. Still, as I swished the wand back and forth, I expected something to happen. Well, no, I expected nothing to happen. I was rewarded with some sparks instead. They fluttered about, wheezing out of the tip of my wand in a myriad of pretty colors. I offhandedly mused about the colors of the sparks, watching them range from crimson to green, then through blue, violet, mauve and as I thought about it, they changed into yellow too.

There was no muscle-pulling involved, no strange back-end feeling. It was bizarre. I couldn't feel some kind of magical mana resource, or some form of twirling warmth in my chest. There was literally nothing telling me I was depleting mana, or that magic had a cost of some sorts. I should have felt more excited. I could do magic. At the same time, that feeling of elation was dulled by the sheer weight of the situation at hand.

What the hell was I doing in the Harry Potter world? Why was I even here? What was the point? Hell, if I had been born in the world, I could at the very least come up with some chalked up shitty explanation like parallel worlds existing; you die, you get reborn in another world. Rinse and repeat enough times, you're bound to become a genetic defect where you keep the memories of your past life.

It was a shitty explanation for something that couldn't really be explained, but it would make more sense than me appearing in a dark room in my eleven year old form. This felt like I had been placed in such a situation. Magic did it seemed the most viable answer, but if magic 'did it' then I had to ask myself why it did such a thing.

The train car's door swung open as some unknown students filtered in, and I quietly sheathed my wand once more, ashamedly looking at the window without a second thought. The students began to animatedly chat about their lessons, transfiguration with McGonagall, their hate for potions with professor Snape, the amount of work with Charms...and I couldn't help but ask.

"I'm sorry," I said, catching the trio of older students' attention, "I heard about Defense Against the Dark Art having a different professor every year...who's the one this year?"

"Ah," one of the older students said, his tie marking him as a Hufflepuff. "It's Professor Quirrell. He used to do Muggle Studies," he grinned. "He's a nice professor."

Good, then I was in the year of the lord one thousand nine hundred ninety-one. The year in which Harry Potter frequented Hogwarts. The year in which the Philosopher Stone was at Hogwarts. The year in which Voldemort was at Hogwarts.

It was going to be a nice year, as long as I kept my head low and did absolutely frigging nothing.

It eased me a bit to know that I hadn't been thrown in a random year, in a random setting, in a random parallel world.

"You're a first year, so you have it easy," the older Hufflepuff said. "There's a lot of hard work once you hit the electives," he added. "Enjoy your school life while you still can."

I will, filler-type character. I swear I will. "I'll do my best," I answered in turn. "What are the professors like?" I asked next.

It wouldn't do to grow quiet and keep my gaze centered at the sights beyond the train car's window. If I socialized, at the very least I'd be able to learn more about things, and maybe even catch stuff that I had once read, and that I didn't remember any longer. It had been years, perhaps even decades, since I had last read the books.

Still, the hours passed in relative peace. I even pulled out one of the school books to get a head start, but closed it after no more than half an hour, a dull headache from reading while in movement the main cause. With a dreary sigh, I closed my eyes and rested.

I was woken up by the rattling of the door, a blond figure popping in briefly, glancing around, and then looking at me for the briefest of instants. "I am looking for Harry Potter."

"I lack a scar on my forehead," I replied, pointing at my pristine and clear forehead. The blond sneered, and then left.

"Oh yeah, Harry Potter's supposed to be on the train!" another of the older years said with a gush to his voice. "The Boy-Who-Lived! He'll definitely be a Gryffindor." The fact the teen's tie had the colors of Gryffindor meant that his judgment was clearly biased, but it was also the truth, though he wouldn't know it.

I grew quiet, until at a certain point the older students began to shift into their robes, and I did the same with mine. "You can leave the luggage on the train," one of the older students told me, "They'll send the house elves to fetch them."

I nodded and thanked him.

Then, I stepped outside to face the chilly September month of Scotland and the cold, freezing waters of the Hogwarts' lake upon a boat.

The castle's lights in the far off distance glittered, giving it a very magical appearance.

The cold wind biting into my skin dug deep into my chest, however.

The malaise clung to me like a shroud, the stomach bottomed at my feet.

Congratulations, Shade Umbrus...

...you have become a wizard, destroyer of physics.

Not my novel, please don't comment, please don't ask about plots and what not l, I simply don't care. The only reason I upload it here is to listen on the audiobook while I work a 12/14 hours long shift.

All credit goes to original author

After acquiring the philosopher stone, I did not pay any attention to the other things that the Golden trio got themselves involved in. I also stopped providing nutrient potions to Harry since his treatment was over. Currently he was of nearly the same height as his classmates and did not look like an abused child. He was not completely healed of malnutrition as it was not possible and some small problems will always remain in his body but major health problems in the future were prevented due my early and quick treatment of the malnutrition. 

The next few months were quiet without anything interesting happening so I decided to concentrate more on my studies. This was the only chance I would get to read Voldemort's memories so I had to make use of it as much as I can. His knowledge in other fields was lacking but he had good knowledge on Dark arts and some arcane magic which were enlightening. I also continued to prank Quirrell continuously. It was fun to see his fear and a genuine stutter whenever I pranked his turban. Voldy most probably became mad and scolded Quirrell on those occasions.

Soon it was time for the next interesting incident involving Harry Potter. The dragon egg, smuggling dragon and forbidden forest incident. After long quiet gap since this happened only in May. The incident happened as it had in the canon without any difference. It was annoying to see no change in Harry's reckless behaviour. I don't know how he and his friends gained the courage to smuggle a dragon out of Hogwarts. They must have just informed McGonagall and she would have taken care of the dragon with the help of Dumbledore. There was no way Dumbledore was going to report his loyal half giant and get him arrested.

Stealing the baby dragon did cross my mind as this was the easiest possible way for me to acquire a dragon but when I thought about the problems I would have to face to take care of it and feed it, I decided the dragon was not worth the trouble. Creating a proper enclosure for a dragon was very hard due to their high strength and magical resistance. If I had a way to communicate with a dragon, then I would be more interested in the idea but for now it was just asking for trouble. 

While smuggling the dragon out of Hogwarts, Harry, Neville, Hermione and Draco were caught outside during curfew by McGonagall. Same as in the canon. I did not like the fact that McGonagall punished them too harshly. She took only the normal penalty of 20 points from Malfoy when she saw him in the halls after curfew but her Gryffindor cubs were penalised with 50 points each. Over the points loss she also gave them detention. The detention was given to poor Neville too even though he did not do anything wrong was outside only to warn his friends. She did not even allow them to defend themselves. It looks like she was taking the frustration of her hectic job on the children. She must really consider stepping down from one of her posts. 

The three Gryffindor had it rough in their house after their House found out they were responsible for the point loss. They were shunned and insulted by the whole house. There was no physical bullying involved so I did not act and let the three face their troubles on their own.

I wanted Harry to see the true face of the Gryffindor house. What the house had changed into over the years. That it was not the house of the brave. It was now the house where mob mentality was followed and where they considered the decision taken by the majority to be the right one. They were also too stubborn to change their views even if they knew it was wrong. Like it is happening now, not everyone blamed the three for losing points and some blamed McGonagall but since majority decided that they were at fault, no one had the courage to go against the majority.

What I found funny was the fact that the three of them must have earned far more points for the house than what they had lost. The troll incident alone had given them 150 points which should have negated the hate for the points lost by them. But the Gryffindors were never known for their intelligence or common sense.

Hence the days passed without anyone coming to save the three from the shunning and insults and soon it was the time for their detention. I decided to tail the group from the sky during their detention to see the action for myself.

I saw Filch taking the four children to Hagrid and then Hagrid taking them along with his dog to the forest. What I found surprising was the fact that Hagrid was not sorry for the problems his actions had caused for Harry and Hermione. He was instead all for the detention and was not speaking with them in his usual kind manner. It seemed like he was angry at them for taking away his dragon instead of being thankful that they saved him from a prison sentence in Azkaban. 

From the sky, I could see another person following them from a safe distance. It was Dumbledore in his colourful robes. It seems like Dumbledore was not stupid enough to leave the safety of these students in Hagrid's hands. Even he has to consider the consequences of anything happening to the Boy-who-lived, the Malfoy Heir or the Longbottom Heir in the forest. If anything happens to any of them inside the forest, the career he has built up will be destroyed. No amount of favours or status will help him from a sentence at Azkaban. 

After some time, when they saw unicorn blood, the group decided to foolishly split into two teams and go separate ways. Then same as canon, Harry meets the centaurs, Bane and Ronan first when he was in a group with Hermione and Hagrid. After that the groups are changed and Harry is teamed up with Malfoy. 

Harry and Malfoy see Voldy drinking unicorn blood and when Voldy tries to attack Harry, he gets saved by the Centaur, Firenze. Firenze allows Harry to hop on his back and then takes him to Hagrid. Then Hagrid decides to cut short the detention and leads the children back to the castle. Dumbledore also leaves the group and apparates back to the castle. Merits of being the headmaster and being in control of the wards.

Disclaimer - I do not own the characters and the plot of the Harry Potter Universe.

A guy from our universe gets reborn into the Harry Potter universe. Read to find out how he takes advantage of his prophetic knowledge and lives his new life.

Alternate Universe so avoid reading if you like your canon characters and don't want to see theit evil side.

P.S. This is my first time writing a novel/fanfic.

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A squib born child will become more than a normal wizard.

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