It felt like a dream; Eda found it unbelievable. She read the short admissioer several times, her fingers stantly stroking the thick part.

  Now, all the stras that had happened around the inal Eda could be clearly expihey were caused by the magical fluctuations from a young witch's awakening magic. The abilities she had been trying to practice after transmigrating weren't superpowers but magic!

  She had ohought this was just an ordinary 1980s Britain, but today she discovered that Britain was still the same, only now it included a group of wizards, and she was just one of the little witches among them!

  Eda had heard of Harry Potter, a hat had taken the world by storm.

  A friend had even once fantasized about receiving an admissioer from Hogwarts.

  Now, Eda had fulfilled that dream for an old friend, but she couldn't feel happy about it.

  Because of the long passage of time, Eda had fotten most of what her friend had said about the tent of the books. She vaguely remembered only three names: Harry Potter, Dumbledore, and Voldemort.

  She vaguely recalled that the story of Harry Potter was set in the 1990s, and the noseless Voldemort wreaked havoc during that time.

  This meant that the future of Hogwarts and the entire British wizarding world would be filled with all kinds of dangers!

  How could Eda possibly be happy about this?

  [Ding!]

  [The host has received the Hogwarts admissioer, unlog ditio, system activation in progress...]

  An indistinguishable syic voieither male nor female, echoed in Eda's mind.

  Just as Eda was debating whether to experiehe wonders of the magical world, the most annoying sound from her previous life reading web novels suddenly appeared in her mind.

  As much as her past self disliked the cept of a system, her present self was that much happier. The "Law of Jinx" didn't fail her!

  [The Wizard System has been successfully activated. Please review the details as soon as possible.]

  Eda calmed her mind and began to explore the system in her head. The system's structure seemed unplicated, even simplistic, to Eda. It was so simple that she couldn't even see an option to allocate points on the basic character panel:

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  Name: Esmeralda Twist

  Gender: Female

  Age: Twelve years

  Height: Four feet eleven inches (approximately 149 cm; the host is a shorty)

  Weight: 80 pounds (approximately 36 kg; corre, the host is a sy shorty)

  Occupation: Hogwarts Student (Not yet enrolled, graduated from primary school)

  Special Skills: None (Please don't be such a deadbeat, host, try harder!)

  Profit Subjects: None (Keep w hard, host!)

  Profit Magione ( the host please put in some effort!)

  **Talents:**

  - Magic Reserve: (The host's magic reserve far exceeds that of peers, approag the level of an ordinary adult wizard, but still a noob, not even a on fodder)

  - Good at Learning: (The host, having undergone exam-oriented education, has excellent learning abilities for handlis, but very poor practical skills!)

  - Sympathy: (Good-looking, bined with an unfortunate background, makes it easier to gain others' sympathy, but it's not very useful)

  **Evaluation Summary:**

  The host has nothing worth praising besides good looks, utterly useless, a waste of magic power, and a plete weakling. The system is curious to see how long the host survive in this story…

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  Staring at the panel, Eda felt quite unfortable. "You should ask the other kids at the orphanage about my practical skills of twisting their fingers and see what they say!" In short, the system's evaluation of her had low impact but was highly insulting.

  Eda silently recited the "Don't Get Angry" mantra and tinued expl the system, eventually disc its usefulness. The system could help her improve in areas like magic proficy, prehension, and magical reserves.

  Improving spell proficy would allow Eda to cast spells more effortlessly. The same spell would e less magid have a stronger effe her hands.

  Improving prehension would enable Eda to learn and master a spell more quickly, and it would also help in increasing proficy faster.

  The higher the prehension, the quicker the proficy improvement.

  Magical reserves were simpler: casting spells required ing magic. The more magical reserves one had, the more spells one could cast or the more powerful spells one could sustain.

  "System, system, is there any sort of beginner's package or something?" Eda asked silently in her mind.

  [The host is thinking too much.]

  [There is no beginner's package, but the host has achieved the 'Admission Notifiilestone.]

  [The reward has been issued. Please check it promptly!]

  The syic voice, devoid of aion, was her likable nor detestable.

  Eda opehe achievement reward.

  There were no fshy effects, just a pin and simple magic appearing in her mind: Occlumency, plete Version (The host has too many unknows. Ohese secrets are known, they pose extreme danger! Please learn it as soon as possible).

  Eda was grateful for the system's generosity. Whether it was her identity as a transmigrator or the secret of possessing a system, if either were discovered, it would not end well for her.

  Being taken away for research would be the least of her worries.

  Though not many people were profit in Legilimency, there was no guarahat someone wouldn't use it against her.

  Therefore, learning Occlumency was crucial.

  As Eda began to absorb the knowledge of Occlumency, fragments of past memories started repying before her eyes, apanied by waves of dizziness.

  Eda clutched her head and colpsed onto the bed in pain.

  ...

  In the orphanage's yard, a group of younger children, led by a few older ones, were pying football.

  The football was a bit worn, and the yard wasn't very rge, but everyone was having a good time.

  They didn't even notice the sudden appearance of a person at the entrance.

  It was a tall woman with a stern expression, dressed in a long, emerald green robe, wearing square gsses, and with her bck hair tightly pulled ba a bun, giving her a very appearance.

  As this woman walked into the orphahe children stopped pying.

  Some began thten their clothes, seeing this lone woman as a bea of hope, a ce to leave the orphanage.

  The woman tried her best not to look at the poor children and strode towards the square building of the orphanage.

  The woman reached the entrance just as a young girl wearing an apron came out, looking a bit flustered.

  "Good m, I have an appoi with Mrs. Mary. Is she in?" the woman asked, waving to the young girl.

  "Uh, yes, she is," the girl replied, though she didn't remember Mrs. Mary mentioning any visitors today. "Please follow me."

  The young girl led the woman to a room, knocked on the door, and said, "Mrs. Mary, a dy is here to see you."

  After a short while, Mrs. Mary opehe door.

  The once slightly plump Mrs. Mary had bee gaunt and haggard, with visible exhaustioched into her features.

  It was clear that the past decade had not been kind to her.

  The tall dy took out a stid gave it a flick, "Hello, I am Minerva Magall. I wrote you a letter."

  "Please e in." Mrs. Mary vaguely remembered that she had made su appoi. She ushered Magall into the room.

  The room was rather shabby and simple, with no decorations or det furniture.

  She invited Magall to sit on a chair and took her seat behind a cluttered desk, nervously watg Magall because she couldn't quite recall the details of their correspondence.

  "In my previous letter, I expihe purpose of my visit. I am here regarding Esmeralda Twist, who resides in this orphanage," Magall said, breaking the silence as she observed Mrs. Mary's tense demeanor.

  "Are you pnning to adopt her?" Mrs. Mary asked anxiously. "Or do you know her?"

  "her."

  Upon hearing this, Mrs. Mary's expression became somewhat despo. "Then what is your purpose?"

  "I am a teacher at Hogwarts. I have e to discuss Miss Twist's admission to our school."

  Mrs. Mary had never heard of this school and had not heard Eda mention applying to any school, so she asked skeptically, "How did you bee ied in her? Did she apply to your school?"

  "Her qualities happen to meet our admission criteria, which is why I am here today," Magall replied patiently. "Her name has been recorded at the school since birth…"

  "Whistered her? Her retives, or her parents who abandoned her?" Mrs. Mary asked. Her ret memory pses did not mean she was fused.

  Magall felt a bit exasperated.

  This seemingly not-very-intelligent Mrs. Mary was uedly difficult.

  Magall took out her wand again and waved it at Mrs. Mary, then picked up a bnk piece of paper and ha to her.

  Mrs. Mary took the pletely bnk piece of paper, her eyes being dazed.

  She stared at the bnk paper for quite a while, as if it held some magical power. "I uand now. The admission of Eda to your school is entirely reasonable and follows proper procedures. Thank you for valuing this child so much." She hahe paper baagall.

  Seeing that Mrs. Mary was no longer being difficult, Magall breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Mrs. Mary was indeed quite responsible towards the children.

  Although Magall wasn't sure why Dumbledore had asked her to pay special attention to Twist, she decided to follow his advice.

  She then asked Mrs. Mary, "If you don't mind, could you tell me about Miss Twist? Was she born here? Have you been taking care of her all this time?"

  Perhaps it was because of the magic or perhaps because both of them were women, but Mrs. Mary let down all her defenses. "No, she wasn't born here. We fou the orphanage's doorstep. That was twelve years ago, on a December day. It had snowed all day and only stopped by evening. It was terribly cold. Nand I... oh, poor Nancy, I hope everything is well for her in heaven... Nand I fou the orpharance. She was already somewhat frozen, but fortunately, she recovered..."

  "Is there anything else?" Magall tio ask.

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