In December 1977, heavy snow fell throughout the day and only stopped by evening, making the night even colder.

  This was an old orphanage located in the capital of Engnd, London. The benevolent glow of the high and mighty never reached this orphanage, but fortunately, some kied people occasionally made donations. Because of this, the children here could receive some old clothes to keep warm. Luckily, there weren't too many children here; otherwise, there wouldn't be enough to go around.

  Mrs. Nancy, who had been busy all day, was just about to say goodbye to Sister Mary, the head of the orphanage. She had e to volunteer and take care of the children. She wasn't wealthy, so she couldn't afford to help the children live better lives. However, kied Mrs. Nancy always took the time to look after the children, which was the only thing she could do.

  "This winter is really tough. Thankfully, the donations we received will help the childrehrough it," Mrs. Nancy said to Mary.

  The slightly plump Sister Mary crossed herself before replying, "I always believe that God will look after His children. I hope all the orphans here will find a good home, be cared for by loving parents, and live in warm houses."

  "You are always so kind..." Mrs. Nancy, about to leave the orphanage, was attracted by a small cardboard box at the entrance. "What's that?"

  Following the dire of Mrs. Nancy's pointing finger, Sister Mary also saw the small box. Mary walked over, opehe box, and looked inside. "Oh my God, it's a baby."

  Mary cautiously touched the baby. The winter was very cold, and the little baby's body was already somewhat stiff. Mary quickly picked the baby up and hurried indoors. "Help me, Nancy! She's still alive."

  Hearing Mary's words, Nancy swiftly picked up the cardboard box from the ground and followed Mary baside. Maybe it was because the inside was no longer so cold, or maybe it was due to the two women's sincere prayers and careful rescue efforts. In any case, the baby slowly recovered.

  "Look," Mrs. Nancy said, handing a small piece of paper she found in the box to Mary. The handwriting on the paper was delicate, probably written by a woman. It read: Esmeralda Twist, born on the evening of October 7, 1977.

  "Poor little Esmeralda. She's only two months old and already abandoned by her parents," Nancy said, feeling a pang of sympathy.

  As Mrs. Mary was wiping the baby's body, she looked up at Nand said, "Maybe her parents had some difficulties..."

  Before Sister Mary could finish, Nanterrupted her, "That still doesn't justify what they did. It's just... it's just too heartless! She almost died!"

  "Sigh..." Sister Mary let out a long sigh.

  Spring passed and autumn came, the seasons ged, and time slipped by unnoticed. In the blink of a was already the summer of 1989.

  The orphanage was still the same orphanage, only it looked even more dipidated. Sister Mary had bee a gaunt middle-aged woman. The baby from back then was now twelve years old. Sister Mary usually called her Eda, while the other children in the orphanage secretly called her "monster."

  The sky was overcast, making the atmosphere feel oppressive. Eda frowned and shut the window, pretending that this would keep out the damp, muggy air.

  Eda was not tall and looked somewhat frail, likely due to poor nutrition. Her golden hair had lost its luster, her skin was a bit pale, but her beautiful eyes shone like emeralds.

  She was wearing an oversized old shirt paired with baggy, faded old jeans, and slippers. Even so, anyone who saw Eda would think she was a beautiful girl.

  "The weather in the British Empire is just awful!" Eda muttered to herself, pining as she flopped onto her bed without any regard for her appearance. Eda was a transmigrator, having bee the new Eda after the inal "Eda" soul dissipated. As for why the inal Eda's soul dissipated, it's a long story about a child without a mother.

  After being picked up by Sister Mary, the inal Eda lived in the orphanage, just like the other children. However, uhem, the inal Eda ted twice. Yet, strahings always happened around Eda, which frightened her adoptive families. As a result, both families made the same decision—to send Eda back to the orphanage.

  Having been aba birth and then twice more due to these is, the inal Eda didn't uand what was happening around her, but she grew to hate herself and this ability.

  She began to ge. The once well-behaved and sensible girl became unruly and violent, often g with the other children in the orphanage.

  When Eda was ten years old, she was harassed and ered by some local thugs one night while she was out. The ability she loathed and suppressed for so loed with enormous and terrifying energy when her life was threatened, proteg her.

  Eda was saved.

  But..

  Like a walking corpse, she returo the orphanage and colpsed onto her bed, unscious. It was at this moment that the transmigrator's soul took over, being the new Esmeralda Twist.

  For the hree days, this body meically performed the daily tasks of a normal person, maintaining its normal funs. During these three days, the new soul gradually absorbed the inal Eda's memories, as if watg a first-person movie. Various setbacks and misfortunes spanned a short ten-year life.

  Having accepted these memories and fully taken trol of the body, Eda still found it hard to believe. She was a young person from the 21st tury, bedridden for a long time but uo withstand the call of illness. Now, she had uedly e to the British Isles in the 1980s, being a girl in an orphanage!

  Revived from death, did god send her ba the 80s to bee another person, gaining a new shot at life? This is the wonder of fate, the gentle lift of the skirt of the goddess of destiny!

  Living in a strange body and in a strange pce made Eda feel very unfortable. She had thought about going back, but the timelines didn't match up at all. Her inal body was already dead, and if she went bad ended up in her final resting pce, that small box, what would she do? Moreover, Eda had no way to return; she couldn't just die again, right? Such a risky endeavor with ainty of success was not something Eda wao pursue.

  So, she resigned herself to her situation, telling herself to make the best of it.

  After overing the initial disfort aing used to life in the orphanage, Eda started her new life. Though it oor, at least she was free from the torment of illness. As for the children in the orphahey were not very friendly to Eda. Although the inal Eda had fought with them, she was still a girl and often lost more than she won. So, the brats would bully this "moo assert their dominance.

  However, after Eda's arrival, she proactively taught the twleaders a lesson, and they soon stopped b her. Eda didn't hold any grudges against the other children; her future didn't lie in this orphanage.

  Eda had more important things to do. For a poor person from an orphahere were only two ways to ge their life. One was written in the w books and wasn't worth mentioning; the other was to study hard a an education.

  Fortunately, Eda's mind in this life was very sharp. Though not quite photographic, she was still the exempry child in other people's eyes. Eda also took on some odd jobs in her spare time to earn and save some money sihe orphanage was extremely poor.

  As for the ability the inal Eda had always hated, Eda didn't know what it was either, but that didn't stop her from tentatively trying to use it. Eda saw it as a trump card that could secure her life and future, especially sihis power had indeed protected her at a critical moment.

  Thus, Eda spent two orderly years at the orphanage.

  Toot! Toot! Toot!The strange sound ing from the window caught Eda's attention. She looked up to see a gray owl peg at the window, mimig the a of a person knog.

  Owls weren't unon in this try; at least Eda often saw them. However, its human-like as amused her. Eda jumped out of bed and opehe window to let the owl in.

  The gray owl flew in, circled the small room twice, and theeadily on the desk. It proudly extes leg towards Eda, on which a letter was tied. Eda reached out and uhe letter from the owl's leg, then broke her remaining piece of bread into crumbs and pced them in front of it.

  After receiving the bread crumbs, the gray owl dropped its arrogance, essentially saying: Arrogance? What's that? it be eaten? Owls never serve uhere's food and lodging!

  Ign the owl that had thrown away its dignity, Eda examihe letter. The envelope was made of heavy part, and the address was written in emerald green ink, with no stamp affixed.

  Eda turhe envelope over, and there was a wax seal, an emblem of a shield with a rge letter "H" surrounded by a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake. Eda's hand began to tremble slightly. These four animals and this emblem brought a rush of familiarity.

  Eda pulled out the letter and began to read:

  Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

  Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

  (Iional federation of Wizards, Supreme Mugwump, Order of Merlin, First Css, Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot)

  Dear Miss Twist,

  leased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

  The term begins oember 1st.

  Due to your special circumstances, a representative from Hogwarts will visit you to answer any questions you may have and to provide appropriate assistance.

  Yours sincerely,

  Minerva Magall

  Deputy Headmistress

  "S..so the god didn't send me ba time to the 80s.. but I got transmigrated ihe Harry Potter novel..?"

  Eda colpsed onto her bed, muttering to herself, "This could be deadly..."

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