THE GREATEST ALCHEMIST OF HOGWARTS

[ Volume I: "HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY YR. 1" ]

[ Chapter I (1): "PLATFORM 9 ¾" ]

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[ SEPTEMBER 1, 1971 ] [ MUGGLE WORLD, KING'S CROSS STATION ]

Okay, Felix. This is what you're gonna do;

First you calm the fuck down, push down that thought that Dumbledore is evil, manipulate, or something-something like that.

Second, live your life to the fullest inside Gryffindor with the Marauders, if not then Ravenclaw, or Hufflepuff just not Slytherin. Burn the hat if he insists on House Slytherin.

Third, you'll enjoy your time in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry either with the Marauders, or away the Marauders, you'll be fine either way.

Fourth, befriend everyone, protect everyone. Don't be evil, even though the world is. You caught all of that? Great, good, now where is that platform in-between 9 and 10?

Platform 9 ¾ where are you~

Felix Harp, a young chubby brown-hazel nut haired, and eyed boy could be seen practically jumping left and right as he stroll down the crowded train station.

In hand is a brown worn out suitcase containing his belongings, and on the other is a paper having words of encouragement scribbled in it, with the words Platform 9 ¾ encircled amongst many other weird sentences.

Trying to ignore the stares which adults are giving him, Felix continued moving forward, searching for something — and that will be the mysterious, yet very normal pillar which can lead to Narni— Hogwarts.

Craning his neck to the side, Felix finally found platform 9, then platform 10, looking at it he noticed one pillar that seems to stand out even though it looks normal to any other.

Bingo!

To anyone who doesn't have any magical affinity it'll of course look, and feel normal. But to Felix who's both a transmigrator who knows of the past, and a first-gen wizard who have studied magic for a month and a half, he knows what this is very well.

That is the legendary pillar-like wall that can lead to Platform 9 ¾, where the magical red train, called the Hogwarts Express is stationed at.

Felix couldn't fully explain it, but on the way he could feel a weird affinity with the wall in-between platform 3 and 4, and to platform 7 and 8. What?

One quick answer that came to his mind is that, there are other enchanted walls leading to other magically affiliated platforms, that seems to be the case — he seems to have a little bit of recollection about one... But not fully.

This made him curious, but not overly curious as to walk there and ram his head. He still isn't fully sure where they lead to, will he even be allowed? He a first-gen wizard, from the muggle side of the world, would he?

Do those walls need permit to be entered to? He doesn't know, so Felix ignored his curiosity and instead went past the crowd of people and walked with hurried steps to the wall in-between platform 9 and 10. The small size of him greatly helps in that regard.

Taking a huge breath of air, Felix finally emerged out of the crowd of tuna- no, not tuna, people, he emerged out of the crowd of people with difficulty. But thankfully he was able to.

Looking at his watch, Felix noticed the time; 9:34AM, an hour and thirty-six minutes early, with the said express having it's departure time at 11:00AM. Seeing this Felix felt greatly reliefed.

But the question is... Which wall leads to Platform 9 ¾?

...

What?

Felix looked at the wall on his left, then at his right. Nonsense, the platform station is called 9 and three-quarters, so definitely it is the right wall... Right?

If it's one-half, or one quarters it would most definitely on the left wall, and not right... Common sense... But what if I'm wrong...

Felix starts to have a debate with himself, wall left, or wall right?! Looking at the pillar-wall he is touching, he couldn't feel any magical affinity with it at all — no magical affinity very unlike the objects which has clear strains of magic in it.

A normal book from Flourish and Blotts have more magic than this damn furnished rock... Phew. Looking at the pillar-wall on the right, Felix could feel a great amount of magic oozing out of it, and thankfully he is most definitely correct.

Panting slightly, Felix remembered the scenes which lead him into here. A month and a half ago, a fat-chubby man entered the orphanage he is in and claimed to be a wizard.

Not just any wizard, but in fact a Professor of Hogwarts named Horace Slughorn. Horace Slughorn? Yes, that same man. Felix who knows of the wizardry world of Harry Potter seems to remember that guy.

House Head of Slytherin, least evil Slytherin, Professor of Potions, Liquid Luck admirer. And that guy is here. Why?

Felix's question was instantly answered by the man as he performed magic in front of him, and the Matron. Claiming that he came to deliver Felix's letter, Admittance Letter, and that he is a wizard.

Shocking... Not.

Felix can do magic since young, he wasn't shock by that fact. What he was shocked though is the fact that he is inside the Harry Potter / Fantastic Beast Universe in 1971, shit.

You see, Fantastic Beast starts somewhere about 1920 so he very far-away after that franchise. And Harry Potter starts in 1991, in the first-year of the boy-who-live.

Yeah, no, no, no, no problem there. The problem is that, 1971 has the literal Dark Lord of Magic — the one named Voldemort still reigning in it. Fuck. And worse of all, he is in the year where the Marauders, Lily Evans, and Severus Snape starts.

So, in short he doesn't have the advantage the other fan fictional protagonist has. The Dark Lord isn't weak, and he is still a threat as of the moment. Fuck me. That is bad, most definitely.

His question was answered when Horace Slughorn introduced him to the Wizardry World, to Diagon Alley — the moody, and lukewarm response was enough to confirm his suspicion even though he doesn't know of the harry potter univ. that much.

This made him worried, and after acquiring his Wand from the talkative Mr. Garrick Olliver — which he liked to talk to, he practiced magic and also learnt about many things; Herbology, Charms, Astrology, Potions greatly, and Transfigurations even though it was the hardest to learn without guidance.

Nonetheless, Felix could say without a doubt that he both surpasses the 11 year-old kids amongst his peers, and that in duel he isn't a slouch. Unless you know, Severus Snape, or other geniuses fight him like the Marauders, or Lily Evans — then he is fucked, no doubt.

Shaking his head, Felix removed those thoughts out of his head as he walked at the front of the pillar-wall leading to Platform 9 ¾, excited to feel what those protagonists he read online felt about.

Some described it as weird, magical, nauseous, or to some even boring. Felix is curious what expression, or feeling he'll feel. So without further ado he run the fastest he could and into the pillar... Wall? Whatever.

He ran, closing his eyes, thankfully not feeling the hard collision of the wall with his head, torso, or feet. Grasping his suitcase he celebrated inwards to himself, but not stopping in running, afraid to be stuck in-between the wizardry and muggle world.

I made it!

[ "I made it-!" ]

[ "Aaah-! What the hell?!" ]

The celebrations having been cut short when he felt something collide with his body.

Who the hell?!

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[ WRITTEN: 01/18/2025 ]

[ POSTED: 01/18/2025 ]