The moment he saw the writing on the envelope, a look of shock crossed Altair's face. Then, as if realizing something, he turned it over at once.
Sure enough, on the back of the envelope was a red wax seal, and above it was a crest shaped like a shield.
At the four corners of the shield were a lion, an eagle, a serpent, and a badger.
"Harry Potter."
Altair let out a long breath and understood in an instant.
So the power he had been unable to control was apparently a young wizard's accidental magic. When his emotions had fluctuated violently, he had triggered a magical outburst without meaning to.
"So this is the world of Harry Potter!"
Even Altair could not quite describe what he was feeling. He was uneasy, excited, and a little wistful all at once.
All this time, he had thought that power was his own unique cheat. He had even imagined that once he fully mastered it, he could use the Shelby family's advantages to become the godfather of Europe.
Now it seemed he had been overthinking things.
He was only a young wizard, after all. His talent might not even be that high, considering he had spent so long trying and still had not figured out how to use magic, while Tom Riddle had already been able to control his own power very well back in the orphanage.
Could it be that after transmigrating, he had not received a single power at all?
"1991... so that means I'm in the same year as Harry Potter."
Coming back to himself, Altair glanced at the owl on the desk, the little creature tilting its head as it looked at him. He figured it probably wanted something to eat. After all, it had flown all the way from Hogwarts.
He did not know where Hogwarts was exactly, but it could not possibly be close to Birmingham.
Altair pulled a bag of snacks from the drawer beside his bed. It was a thick-cut smoked beef jerky with a very good flavor. Owls were carnivores, of course, but he did not happen to have any mice or raw meat on hand, and he had no idea whether it would be willing to eat this.
He opened the bag, took out two strips of jerky, and held them out to the owl. The little thing cocked its head at him, let out a few soft hoots, then took the jerky in its beak and began eating.
Only after seeing the owl busily occupied with its food did Altair open the parchment envelope.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
President of the International Confederation of Wizards, Order of Merlin, First Class, Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot
Dear Mr. Shelby,
We are pleased 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.
Term begins on September