Luke silently put down the Millennium History of Magic in his hand, not knowing whether to lament the fact that he had arrived in a world where war was about to break out, or to rejoice in the fact that he had the opportunity to learn magic.

Luke was not a native Englishman, but a traveler who had just arrived in the world of Harry Potter.

Luke, male, born in a small city in a small rich family, learning ability is strong, but due to childhood playful, the results are not up and down. Later, he studied hard and got into the math school of a major national university. After graduation, he became a high school math teacher who would not lose his job.

In the seventh year of work, with his own clever talent, seven years of experience, summed up the learning method, so that the grades are getting better and better!

Luke's glorious life stopped on the way to buy a house.

Driving a small car sponsored by his parents in his first year of work, humming a little song, the powerful music can not express his inner surging at this moment.

The snow and wind outside could not stop the fire of the upcoming house.

Unexpectedly, behind closed doors, sitting in the car, disaster came from the sky.

A huge dump truck, suddenly from the left side across, under the severe pain, Luke personnel do not know.

Open your eyes again, Luke is no longer that Luke.

I should be thankful that Luke has a brother from the same mother, so that his parents are not left with no one to turn to after the trauma.

And most of all, I should be grateful that I still have the opportunity to continue to survive! The past is in the wind, and it is only right to pay attention to the present.

The student Luke traveled through was also named Luke, but by the name of Luke Harris. Luke's original body was very naughty, he threw away his own children's flying broom and secretly rode on his elder brother's flying broom, as a result, he fell from a high altitude and lost his life, as a result, he was fused with the soul of the current this Luke, although it feels like he is childish because of the other party's memories and his body is in the age stage of the endocrine condition makes himself as if he is childish in his thinking way, but fortunately, he has not lost his memories of the series that he liked before crossing over to the Harry Potter series. of his own memories of the plot.

Luke went home in a trance and spent some more time in a daze, luckily his parents in this life thought he was embarrassed about falling and hurting his head and didn't care much about his antics.

After all, there was still so much to do, so many children to look after ......

"Luke, come down for dinner!" A gentle female voice rang out.

Luke closed his book and placed it on the table, taking several deep breaths to cheer himself up. "Cheer up, most teachers are good at acting, even though they are usually dealing with

 students." Having fused the soul of his predecessor, he had gained access to all the memories and emotions of that young Luke, and was still sure of a successful cover-up.

With the sound of the clicking and shaking of the stairs, the voice sounded again, "Luke, go wash your hands, your dad should be back soon."

Luke's dad, Owen Harris, worked in the Ministry of Magic's "Magical Accidents and Disasters Division", which was divided into three departments: the Reversal of Incidents Team, the Memory Erasure Command, and the Muggle Problems Adjustment Committee. Owen had always wanted to go to the Memory Write-Off Command, thinking that he would be especially good at Oblivion magic.

But the reality was that he was on the Muggle Adjustment Board, and he didn't think his talents would be successful in persuading Muggles to accept their unbelievable magical mishaps, such as Sirius blowing up an entire street eight years ago.

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In the long run, Owen's use of the Oblivion Spell had become even more refined, but having to write a report to explain it to the Memory Write-Off Command every time he used it was also a major headache for him.

"I'm back, and this weather is awful. We had to separate two men who were wrestling under an open park in the middle of a snowstorm, the wizard tried to put an enchantment on a muggle girl, which ended up being mistakenly taken by her father, who then also dropped his wand in the struggle, and, ah, Merlin, that old muggle man is so much stronger than that wizard ...... Wow, thank you Daisy. "

Owen took the large brush handed to him by his eldest daughter Daisy and patted the snowflakes from his body.

"I'm going to communicate with Fudge again, I'm tired of not being in the Memory Write-Off Department but still having to write a report almost every time I have to use the Oblivion Spell." "Owen, have a quick sip of hot tea."

Morgan le Fay? Mrs. Harris commanded her wand and a steaming cup of black tea landed on the table with sonic precision.

As a staff member at the St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries, though she only worked in the waiting room, she had had a good upbringing as a member of the Rozier family, and healing magic was great; she could make ordinary injuries heal without the use of a wandless wand. But the family couldn't help her much more, as going through Grindelwald and Voldemort's active period had decimated the family that had made the mistake of following two generations of the Dark Lord, and the last male in England was Rozier - Evan Rozier was a Death Eater who was killed a year before Voldemort lost his power, and it made the old family pay a lot of money for it. paid a large number of explicit and implicit fines to be saved after the event.

Morgan le Fay also had an older, still looking at each other cousin, Druella Rozier, who was married to Sirius and Regulus's uncle, Signus Black, and had been told that he wasn't well either, with the healers at St. Mungo's Hospital privately concluding that he wouldn't live long. "Mom, there's no need to tell Luke to come downstairs for dinner so many times!"

Second son Len? Harris tapped the desktop with the parchment in his hand in displeasure.

Lenn had managed to get twelve distinctions a year ago and with honors had entered the Ministry of Magic as a member of the Division of Magical Animal Management and Control, and was still in his post study period, so he still had plenty of personal time on his hands.

"Oh, sorry dear, got into the habit at the hospital, you know, those patients are always in a trance."

The fat witch shook her blonde hair and spoke gently to the son she was most pleased with. "Luke go wash your hands first!" Dropping her head, Mrs. Harris caught sight of Luke, who was already settled in his chair.

Not daring to argue, Luke immediately ran to the sink and turned on the faucet.

Suddenly, a shrill voice rang in his ears, "Dirt, Dirt, Dirt!"

Snapping his head up, Luke realized it was the mirror on the wall screaming.

Luke was in a trance as he desperately tried to smooth out the creases on his body, "Maybe magic mirrors are standard in ordinary homes in the wizarding world!"

Returning to their seats, all seven members of the family were seated, which was not common at this table.

"Thanks to the blessing of Christmas, we are able to have a family reunion today, so it's worth being happy!" Mr. Harris said amiably, raising his glass.

Albert, the eldest son, also raised his glass and clinked it with his dad, the only junior allowed to drink.

Albert is currently working at the Ministry of Magic's "Auror Command", and is a calm and reliable character.

The second son, Len, took a serious sip of sea buckthorn juice as if he were tasting a fine red wine.

The eldest sister, Daisy, looked at the youngest sister, Emily, with a smile on her face, as she was greedily looking at the fat roasted chicken on the table.

"What a loving family."

Luke felt elated that he could live in such a family.

He was the fourth oldest in this family, unlike his elder brother and sister who were highly valued, or his little sister Emily who was pampered by the whole family, and unlike his second brother who was a prude in everything and wanted to show off his intelligence, Luke was usually very low key, and apart from being a bit naughty now and then, he was also not too smart, and was flat out a good listener in his family to the extent that he was a good listener.

"Tomorrow we're going to Diagon Alley to replenish some of our supplies." Mrs. Harris said. Lenn, the second brother, immediately stopped his knife and fork in his hands, "Mom, I need a new pair of dragonhide gloves, and some magical herbs."

"Lun En, your dragon skin gloves are corroded again." Mrs. Harris looked incredulously at her always excellent second son.

Lenn pursed his lips and didn't make a sound.

"Mom, Lenn's attention is always distracted when he configures magic potions for magical creatures, and that's why his gloves are corroded." Daisy seized the opportunity to tell her mom off, then made faces at Lenn, causing his eyebrows to furrow.

"I'm done eating!" Luke interrupted his mom's roar that was about to explode, and finished by hurriedly shoving the remaining three into his mouth.

"Luke, don't go yet, today is a day of reunion, it's hard for us to get together, why don't you let us talk about happy things, for example, what are your New Year's Resolutions-" Mr. Harris rushed to round up the conversation.

Mrs. Harris raised her eyebrows and chopped and sorted out some roast chicken for her youngest daughter.

Little sister Emily stuffed her mouth full and ate with such gusto that she didn't even notice the little farce.

"I hope that in the new year, I can pass the Auror test." Big brother Albert was the first to respond to his dad's call.

"I hope to have a decent robe before work." Daisy was not far behind.

"I wish I could have a doll that could talk, sing, and have tea parties with me." Emily followed, "My old doll Annabel ran away and lost herself."

"Your wishes will come true, dear. Len, what about you?" Mr. Harris asked gently.

"No doubt he would like a pair of dragon skin gloves that won't break." Daisy snaps.

"No, my wish is to pass the internship period early and become a full-fledged employee of the Ministry of Magic as soon as possible." Len retorted to his sister.

"So Luke, what about you?" Dad looked to Luke.

"His wish is probably to ride a broomstick in flying class at a height that will stop his own head from grinding into the ground!" Len couldn't help but joke about his brother.

"No, Luke, Mom wants you to be at peace." Mrs. Harris was quick to reassure.

"I know, Mom, I want everyone to be safe and everything to go well."

After dinner, Luke lay in bed in a daze, thinking, "The future Demon King can do what he likes, but isn't there a Savior? I'm going to boost my strength and try to accept and protect these new family members of mine in the turmoil ahead.

With the anticipation of going to Diagon Alley tomorrow, Luke went into dreamland.