Nice to meet you, I'm a Rule BreakerIn Harry Potter

It was an ordinary night, the tall trees hid the light of the stars, but not the brightness of the full moon, the whispers of the forest carried a mystery of their own, showing what was hidden to the eyes.

Everything would be even more beautiful if I wasn't running from a pack of seven-foot wolves.Of course, for lovers of the occult or fantasy readers, you will notice that these are not ordinary wolves behind me and thus a pack of werewolves.

To clear things up here, Uncle Damien will explain what the hell is going on, it all started when I tragically died from choking on a piece of chicken in a Brazilian chicken stew...You can laugh, I know it would have been funny to see, after dying and mysteriously waking up in the body of a 8 year old child and discovering that you are in a world of magic, Things didn't end well for me, I soon discovered that I am actually a Magical Squib, yes the one from Harry Potter and yes I am in Harry Potter, ironically I was born on April 2, 1981 the same date I was born in my past life, things afterwards were not pleasant for a young man of pure blood, after the infamous discovery he realized that things would not be going well after all it was Malfoy, not Potter.

So I did the smartest thing a young Brazilian emerging, recently reincarnated son of a slave of a psychopath would do, I picked up introductory books on runes, potions, alchemy, spell creation and rituals, which according to the script would be in the library of a nobleman from a magical family, I put everything in an enchanted bag so that it would fit a lot, a lot and weigh almost nothing.

Well, so far things have been calm, a 8 year old child with white hair, blue eyes and slightly pale skin, walking through a clearly enchanted forest, who was clearly placed there by the sheer power of the script, everything was going according to plan, walking a lot and not being found by an adult and at the same time not being eaten by a magical creature, while reading about magic that is not to use, survive on squirrels and fruits that the author will not explain how he did it.

As a good reincarnated who knows a lot of pop culture you can imagine that I found my way to use magic in a spectacular way while I was having my Shounen moment, you couldn't be more , wrong after trying the obvious which was meditating and repeating spells and praying that they work, I took a different approach, it turns out that the bodies of Skibs and wizards are fundamentally differentI discovered this during meditation, the bodies of witches have a second sequence of imaginary veins that go towards the heart, mouth, brain and even the dominant hand, while the Skibs are like a large nucleus without ligaments, which prevents them from using magic and the absence of ligaments between the heart, mouth and brain.

After discovering this I thought about how to use the luminous mass inside me and after a long time I discovered something interesting: wizards do not manipulate their mana, rather they speak commands and the mana obey, simple as that

With that in mind the adventures begin and well... Have you read "The Gamer", my idea was to copy what he did and... It didn't work. It turns out that I can expel the mana from my body but after I I throw it away, I can't control it, after all I don't have the "Veins of Magic" again, but finding out how to expel it from my body wasn't useless,apparently a Skib has very large reserves of mana and even greater regeneration, and it's a good thing that this happens because things started to get complicated living off fruit small animals don't much longer my first encounter with a magical animal It was a good 6 months after leaving.

F Flashback

'It's been two years since I ran away from the Malfoy house, my control over the mana waves is improving a lot now I can direct it in a direction and make it cause some damage to the tree'

The young man's clothes were torn and patched with pieces of leather taken from hares, he carried a bag of dragon scales at his waist and a large bag also made of pieces of leather.The young man has clearly been through many situations.

'I should start moving, it's a few hours before dusk, if I go fast I might be able to reach what I think is a spring by following the river to the east'

With quick steps the young man went up the river in the hope of reaching the river's source, each step was calculated so that anyone would ask if he had ever taken this route before.

For the next few hours he walked aimlessly, by some twist of fate or the young man's incessant luck he had not encountered any predators, whether mortal or magical, so far on his journey.

'The ground is beginning to sink and the trees are getting smaller, I have a valley nearby, perhaps fortune will please me with a ruined house!!!'

Luck: No

'Ok no house in ruins, but I have a valley with low trees and a spring, so I think this is where I will stay for a long time'

That little valley had everything one could ask for, a lake with fish and fruitful bushes. Night was about to fall and Damien gathered branches and bark to make a fire, he surrounded it she with stones so the fire wouldn't spread, then she sat down leaning against a tree a few feet from the fire and covered herself with what was her large leather blanket which she used as a backpack on free time.

Things should go smoothly, it was just another night where he slept lightly with a knife in his hands so he could defend himself in case his luck decided to run out,and that's what happened, a creature moved in the shadows, a one meter tall mushroom that seemed to have come from one of Mario's nightmares, upon noticing Damien went after his prey.

The creature ran towards Damien, its footsteps echoing enough to wake Damien, who suddenly threw himself to the left, dodging what was known as the Red Hood, a creature dark magic that hunts everyone around it for the pleasure of killing.

'O What this is a magical creature shit it had to be during my sleep i think this is not all bad i need magical blood to try ancient runes'

Damien raises his knife and runs towards the red mushroom which does the same, while Damien delivers a downward slash the creature raises its claws to cut his stomach, Damien sensing the danger to the monsters running from the claws that cut his patched shirt as he moves away from the creature that seemed to be playing with him and maliciously licking his fingers stained with some of Damien's blood, the young man thinks about the possibility of trying to hit the creature again

'It won't work, he's more agile and his claws are very sharp and it's time for plan B'

Damien turns and starts running towards the nearest tree, the creature gives a mischievous smile and runs after Damien, who with each step felt his wound getting hotter , Damien climbed the tree and sat on a branch above the creature, which soon reached the foot of the tree.

'Go up, devil's mushroom, I need you to go up

" Me pegar 'Resto de Porcaria saída do Inferno' tô aqui em cima"

The little monster seemed to hear the screams and insults on another line and dug one of its claws into the tree, then the other, and began to climb up to Damien, who was waiting for him on the treetop with one of his hands open and the other holding the wrist.

"Na cara filho da puta"

Damien He fires a wave of mana from his palm that opens a hole in the mushroom's head. There was reason to celebrate. The young man had just defeated a monster without losing his life in the process. However, one fact is that The claws of a red riding hood have a toxin, Damien used his last strength to hit the killer mushroom he falls backwards into the tree and passes out

But fate apparently had other plans or rather, The Fates had other plans, they caught the young man before he touched the ground and with a breath he dissolved into golden dust and disappeared.

"Your Destiny is not here young Wizard your future is tied to the divine 3x"