Chapter 1 - Transported? (1/2)

It was nighttime and Chris was reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows before sleeping.

”Ahh, no matter how many times I read the final battle, it always sends chills down my spine!”

Chris was a Potterhead and he was reading the series for the fifteenth time. Harry Potter character figurines? Got it. Harry Potter posters? Got it. Wizard outfit, fake wand, textbooks, and literally anything else you could find in a Harry Potter book? Got it. He even bought an orange cat and named it Crookshanks.

Crookshanks was on his bed right now sleeping next to him.

10 minutes later, Chris finally finished the series for the 15th time. He put the book back in his bookcase that only had Harry Potter content. 3 of the shelves were dedicated to just the original series with the only difference being the book covers.

”I'll get back to you in 2 months,” Chris said as he stroked one of the books. Suddenly, the bookshelf started to shine. Following suit every other Harry Potter related items were glowing.

”What's going on?!” Chris screamed as he felt like a strong force was tugging him away. He could not resist and he felt like he was falling. Chris closed his eyes.

When Chris opened his eyes, all he saw was white except for the black hole below him.

”Oh no! I vowed to read the Harry Potter series a 100 times during my entire lifetime. I saved up money to go to every Harry Potter attraction. I never got to go to King's Cross!”

Chris started to scream out all of his regrets as he continued to fall. Just when he felt like he was going to fall forever, he saw a blinding light where the dark hole was supposed to be?

”Am I free?” Chris asked. When he went through the hole, he landed right on top of a bed with his outfit changing into pajamas that seemed to be way too childish for a 20 year old man.

”Hey hey, what is this?” Chris asked. However, he started to notice his body.

”Hey what is this? I'm as small as an eleven year old!” Chris shouted. He then started to notice his surrounding.

”What is this grand room? Am I a king or something. This bed is big enough to fit 30 Crookshanks! The room itself is twice as big as mine!” He looked around with curiosity.

”I think I've heard of this before in those Chinese light novels I read before. Transmigration if I remember correctly. But where am I? I thought memories were supposed to flood in,” Chris thought. However, before he could ponder anymore, he heard loud voices from outside his door. He pressed his ears to hear what was going on.

”He's a Squib! A dang Squib! The Evergreen Family's heir is a Squib. We can't have another kid. You having Chris alone was a miracle with your condition. We can't adopt a kid. We'll be a bigger laughingstock. An unknown child takes rein of the Evergreen Family. That will be the news for the next decade,” A middle-aged man that looked like a medieval noble said angrily.

”Dear, I'm sure it was a mistake. Even the most magical items have their-” A woman that looked to be around her mid-30's replied.

”Mistake? No, there was no mistake. You know it as well. Our son has never shown any signs of magic. Never in the 11 years he's been alive has he done any accidental magic!” The man screamed.

Chris stood up properly. His eyes suddenly gleamed.

”Squib... There's only one story with that word... Harry Potter! I've transmigrated into the Harry Potter world. Haha! I'll meet the trio. I'll master magic-” Suddenly Chris' excitement was gone. ”That man outside said I was a Squib... I don't have magical powers... There's no way. There's no way. There's absolutely no way,”