Hogwarts: Becoming the White Lord from Breathing

Chapter 1 The Magic of Breathing

1991, UK.

The summer heat is at its peak, the sun shines through the clouds onto the streets and alleys, and the air is filled with a damp smell.

Sacred Heart of Mercy Home, an ordinary orphanage located in the Muggle world.

Damon White sat in a rocking chair, leaning lazily against the backrest like a retired old man, his eyes half-closed, lazily looking at the children chasing and playing in the yard.

His expression was casual and a little distant. He lay lazily under the warm light, unable to muster any strength.

He has been exhausted in recent years trying to save this orphanage which is on the verge of bankruptcy.

He picked up his piano skills, which had been in a semi-abandoned state, and in this life, when he was six years old, he toured around as a "child prodigy". He made a lot of money in the past few years with this gimmick.

Now, he has enough money to last him several lifetimes, and when he comes of age, he can leave here.

Just as Damon was imagining the future, a middle-aged lady with a kind face and a slightly hunched figure came to him with a smile on her face.

She looked at the child lying in the rocking chair, admiration flashing in her eyes. She leaned over and whispered softly in the boy's ear:

"Damon, there's a letter for you." The dean looked rather strange. "It was delivered by an owl."

She was holding a very delicate-looking letter in her hand, with a uniquely shaped school emblem printed on the envelope.

The main body of the school emblem is a shield-like emblem with strong and powerful outlines. The shield is cleverly divided into four areas, depicting a lion, a snake, a honey badger, and an eagle. In the center of the shield, the symbols of the four colleges surround a large golden letter "H".

"An owl?"

Damon was a little confused and took the letter from the dean. For some reason, when his fingers touched the envelope, he suddenly felt a throbbing feeling in his heart.

Before this, it was unprecedented.

Damon's expression subconsciously became a little more serious, and when he saw the sealing wax and the pattern on the envelope, especially the English word "HOGWARTS", his breathing slowed down even more.

dong dong!

His heart beat violently!
Damon's hands trembled slightly as he pulled out the letter from the envelope and read quickly:
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Recipient of the Order of Merlin, First Class, Chief Wizard of the Grand Wizard Association, and President of the International Confederation of Magicians)
Dear Mr. White:
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to study at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Enclosed is a list of required books and equipment. The semester is scheduled to start on September 1st. We will wait for your owl to bring your reply before July 31st.

Yours sincerely, Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress

"Harry Potter. It's actually Harry Potter."

Damon's pupils shrank slightly. He picked up the envelope again and stared at the badge on it.

It turns out that he not only traveled to England, but also to the world of Harry Potter?
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for discovering the true face of the world and activating the magic system]

[As the master of the magic system, every breath you take represents abundant magic power]

[Every breath you take will earn you 0.01 magic points]

[Current system level: Level 1]

[Current magic level: Level 1]

[Current Magic Points: 0]

[Note 1: The system level is mainly related to the magic level. As the system level increases, the host's breathing will have more powerful power!]

[Magic power required for upgrade: 1/1000]

[Note 2: The reference value of Dumbledore's magic power is 180000]

[For more functions, please explore by yourself]

"Goldfinger is here too."

Damon put down the letter and let out a breath, countless thoughts flooding in like a tide.

Not only did he travel to the world of Harry Potter, but he also activated the system. Isn't that a big deal?

Damon recovered and began to study the system in front of him.

[Current magic points: 0.03] At this time, the column representing the current magic points has changed.

"Is your breathing getting stronger?"

Damon took a quick breath in and out tentatively, and his magic points immediately jumped to 0.04.

He got it.

This breathing does not gain magic points once per second, but instead he can gain 0.01 magic points every time he completes an inhale and exhale.

Children's breathing is relatively short. According to his current physical condition, he can complete a breath in about three seconds.

There are 86400 seconds in a day, which means he can breathe 28800 times a day, which is 288 points of magic power.

"So, I can level up in three and a half days?"

Magic level - Harry Potter's combat tends to be subjective, so there shouldn't be a specific value, or is it just a reference?

Under the dean's somewhat worried gaze, Damon sat back in the recliner, completely relieved.

When he realized that he had traveled to the world of Harry Potter, he was actually a little worried for a moment.

It’s not that I’m worried about danger. Although the threat of Voldemort does exist, who would refuse to experience the magical world as an adult?
He was worried that after finally winning the jackpot and traveling to the world of Harry Potter, if he wasn't awesome enough, wouldn't he just be a 'spectator' in this wonderful wizarding world? This would be more painful to him than killing himself.

When watching the movie Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, what Damon envied most was not Newt Scamander who owned many magical beasts, but the Muggle who played the second male lead - Jacob Kowalski.

Because the other party experienced the wonder of magic as a Muggle, which was something that Damon, who was once an ordinary person, also deeply desired.

Now, he can generally rest assured.

With the existence of the respiratory system, and if he continues to work hard from now on, is he still afraid that he cannot become a strong man?

"Damon, you seem happy?"

The dean standing by had never seen the 'little adult' in front of him so excited before, so he asked at the right time.

"Well, Dean, maybe I should leave here early."

Damon stood up from the rocking chair and slowly scanned the yard of the orphanage. The children were laughing and playing, their smiles were innocent and bright.

"Leaving? Do you have any plans for the time being?"

"Well, I'm going to magic school."

"Magic school?"

The dean thought of the owl that had suddenly appeared just now, and his face looked strange.

If it were another child, she would definitely think that the other person was talking nonsense, but she knew that Damon would not.

"When are you leaving? When are you coming back?"

"It should be in the next few weeks. If I come back, I may have to wait until the holidays."

The dean hesitated for a moment, then nodded quickly.

Ever since she started taking Damon on tour, she realized how precocious and independent-minded the boy was.

She had already prepared herself mentally for his departure, and she didn't say much at this moment. She just reached out and stroked his head, with a loving look in her eyes.

At this moment, she forgot the heroic deeds that the boy opposite her had done over the past few years, and briefly forgot his contributions to the orphanage. Out of pure love as a mother for her child, she softly said:
"Damon, you are smarter than anyone else, and I believe you will be fine wherever you are.

If you feel tired outside, you can always come back here to rest. Don’t forget, this is always your home.”

"Thank you, Dean."

After Damon finished the dean's psychological homework, he returned to his room and began to write a reply.

Dear Madam Minerva McGonagall: It is a great pleasure to receive your letter.

I can't wait for the magic learning journey that is about to begin, and thank you for giving me this opportunity.

(End of this chapter)