There are many ways to enter the world of magic.
Some are born into it.
Some are blasted into it by prophecy.
And some, like Valen Emeric Hazelhart, arrive delivered like magical Amazon Prime, wrapped in a golden cloak and left on the frost-covered front steps of Black Manor, looking like a lost heir to a forgotten empire.
Pinned to his chest was a gleaming silver locket.
Inside it:
Two magical photos — a beautiful woman with a calm gaze and a man with "please-don't-hex-me" energy.
Their names shimmered: Eleanor Black-Hazelhart and Marius Hazelhart.
And between them: Valen Emeric Hazelhart.
He wasn't adopted.
He was blood.But what blood? Even he didn't know yet.
Kreacher, the house-elf, discovered him first.
He sniffed. Then he sniffed again.
Then he muttered, "Ancient… and definitely trouble."
Still, orders were orders — and Valen didn't smell like a mudblood, so into the manor he went.
Inside the ancient halls of Black Manor, enchanted candelabras flickered lower as Kreacher walked past. Portraits of long-dead family members eyed the bundle suspiciously — until one particularly cranky frame gave a grunt and nodded.
Somehow, even the walls knew this kid wasn't ordinary.
Valen — who was absolutely pretending to sleep like a boss — mentally whispered:
"Alright, let's see what kind of overpowered lottery we've got.""Status window. Open sesame."
🧠 [Status Interface – Partial Summary]
Name: Valen Emeric Hazelhart
Known Bloodlines:• Hazelhart (Unknown – Database not found)
• Ambrosius (Merlin's Line – Active)
• Black
• Grindelwald
• Peverell
Dormant Lineages:
• Godric Gryffindor
• Salazar Slytherin
• Rowena Ravenclaw
• Helga Hufflepuff
Mana: 70(Average Hogwarts graduate: 250)
Innate Talents:• Spells — Max• Transfiguration — Max• Black Magic — Max+10• Potions — Max• Flying — Max• Others — Max
⚠️ System Alerts:
❌ Some abilities currently locked due to host's physical immaturity.→ Try again after not being a toddler, genius.
❌ Advanced spells, apparition, magical crafting, and multicore fusion are temporarily sealed.
🧒 Host is just born . Please do not attempt dragon summoning.
Valen blinked internally.
"Wait—my name's Hazelhart? Who the hell are the Hazelhart?""And why does that sound like a brand of pure-blood chocolate?"
Even the system didn't have files on them.
That… was weird.
Especially since it had detailed entries on everything from dark lords to butterbeer brands.
Meanwhile, downstairs, the Black family elders gathered like political dementors.
Tension hung thicker than an unwashed quidditch robe.
After much mumbling, magical posturing, and dramatic eyebrow raises, the eldest among them finally stood — former infamous Headmaster of Hogwarts, dueling champion, and full-time cryptic old man.
He looked at the baby — who was, for the record, still fake-sleeping like a pro — and declared:
"He will carry the name Black. The rest is... irrelevant for now."
Classic pure-blood talk. Avoiding the truth with style.
Valen's eyes opened the moment they left.
"Black… fine. Hazelhart… mystery. Grindelwald and Peverell… yeah, no pressure.""And wait… was that Ambrosius? As in Merlin? I need a nap."
🛒 [Mall System – Activated]
Lucky Draw: Available
Let's see what fresh chaos this brings…
3… 2… 1…
✨ Ding!Gift Package Activated
🎁 [Bloodline Awakening – In Progress]
Dormant Lineages Detected:
•Godric Gryffindor
• Salazar Slytherin
• Rowena Ravenclaw
• Helga Hufflepuff
Awakening Progress: 4%Estimated Time: 6–12 months
🧬 Trait Acquired: "Ancestral Harmony" – Prevents magical core rejection when merging multiple ancient bloodlines.
⚠️ System Notice: Unidentified resonance detected.One bloodline could not be matched to any known magical database.
Suggested tag: [Obscured – Gringotts Archive Reference Only]
Valen rubbed his tiny eyes.
"So I've got Founder DNA stewing in me like soup, Merlin's code in my blood, and some mystery ancestor nobody knows about?""I'm two. I should be learning how to stack blocks, not bloodline diplomacy."
Deep below the manor, a sealed vault pulsed.A rune long ignored shimmered faintly… not with the magic of Black or Peverell, but something older.
Something nameless.