In a moderately sized bedroom, a boy with short brown hair was sleeping peacefully on his bed. The boy opened his eyes, which were filled with confusion.
The boy stared at the ceiling with a confused look on his face. After a while, he rose from the bed and walked to a mirror that was in the room.
What was reflected in the mirror was a boy of around 145 cm in height. His brown hair was stylized into a tapered cut, and he had two steel-grey colored eyes.
'So I somehow transmigrated,' The boy thought to himself. My current name is Alex Morra, son of Abigail Morra. She also happens to be a witch. Making me...
[Confirm. You are a wizard.] A crisp, robotic female voice resonated within Alex's mind.
Alex blinked at the sudden voice. 'And now I hear voices in my head. What are you?'
[Report. The Unique Skill Great Sage.]
'The Great Sage like the one from Slime?'
[Confirmed. Yes.]
'Cool,' Alex nodded slowly as he tried to process.
'You would not happen to know how this happened?' Alex could not help but ask the Great Sage.
[Report. No.]
'Okay, just checking.'
Alex left his room and headed to the bathroom for his normal morning routine.
'So I am in the Harry Potter world somehow.'
'I also happen to be the same age as Potter, so that's gonna be a thing.'
As Alex was washing his face, he looked at himself in the mirror. 'Though somewhat different, I look a lot like myself when I was this age in the past.'
[Confirmed. There is a 93% similarity to your past self at this age.]
'The birthday is also the same except it's 20 years earlier,' Alex walked back to his room, and began to choose clothes for himself to wear.
'Even our personalities at this age seem similar to me.'
'So I suppose that this is some sort of alternative version of myself, since even my name is the same,' Alex concluded after considering all the facts he knew so far. 'And since the original Alex was only 11 years old while the other was 25, the older took over as the main personality.'
'Though I would like to know what happened to me, since the last thing I remember is going to sleep?' Alex finished putting on a pale green T-shirt and grey shorts.
'Great Sage, could you tell me what you can do again? It's been a while since I read or watched Tensura.' Alex asked as he sat down on the edge of his bed.
[Confirmed. Yes,]
[Unique Skill: Great Sage.]
[Sub-Skills]
[Thought Acceleration: Raises thought-processing speed by a thousand times.]
[Analytical Appraisal: The ability to analyze and appraise a target.]
[Parallel Processing: The ability to detach thoughts and analysis of phenomena. Detached thoughts are also under the effects of Thought Acceleration.]
[Chant Annulment: When using magic, the chant is no longer necessary.]
[All of Creation: The ability to comprehend any non-concealed phenomenon in this world. Depending on the things the user understands and the information the user knows about, additional information can be inferred. In other words, the user needs to see it (the phenomenon) at least once.]
[Analysis: The absorbed target is studied and analyzed. Craftable items can then be produced. If the required materials are present, duplicates can be produced. In the case of successful skill or magic analysis, the same technique can be acquired.]
[Auto Battle Mode: By permitting Great Sage, the user can let it control his body temporarily.]
[Sage's Link: The user and Great Sage's minds are connected by this Skill, anything that the User will learn will be automatically learned by the Great Sage and Vice-versa.]
'Okay, question. How does Analysis work since I can't exactly absorb anything? And I'm not going to start eating questionable things just so you can use analysis on them!'
[Notice. Errors have been made.]
'No shit.' Alex said with a deadpanned voice.
'Also, while I don't remember much from Tensura, I don't think that Sage's Link was part of your skill set?'
[Report. It was not.]
'Okay, start working on finding a way for me to use Analysis, without putting them into my mouth,' Alex gave the Great Sage its first directive.
[Received. Starting progress...]
'Also start creating me some mental shields, so that my mind can't be invaded.'
[Received. Starting progress... Analyzing...]
'Great, now my mind is safe from any (possibly) meddling old men, and (definitely) a dungeon bats.'
Alex got up from the bed he had sat down on earlier, and started to head to the door so that he could go downstairs for breakfast.
'Time to face the music, I suppose,' He thought.
When Alex neared the stairs, he could hear his mother in the kitchen. Clearly, she had already started to make breakfast, and considering the time, she should be about ready.
As Alex reached the kitchen, he was able to see his mother.
Abigail has fair skin, green eyes, and wavy, shoulder-length light honey-brown hair.
She is a potions mistress by profession and owns a potion store in Diagon Alley. Though she also researches magic when she is not working at the store.
Abigail hears the sound of footsteps behind her and looks over her shoulder with a smile. "Good morning, dear, I hope you slept well."
Alex sat down at the table. "Yes, Mom."
'I suppose the hardest part about all this is trying to act like an eleven-year-old me.'
'Luckily, I will head to Hogwarts in three days.'
Alex looked at his mother as she brought their breakfast to the table.
"I am going to have to leave for work, but are you going to be okay? I don't want you practicing magic when I am away, got it." Abigail looked at her son and told him.
Alex shook his head. "Yes, Mom, I know not to practice without you around."
Abigail stared at Alex for a few moments before nodding her head. "Good," She simply said, trusting her son to keep his word, since he has always been a sensible child.
Like that, the mother and son pair both finished their food before going their separate ways.