MTL - The Long-awaited Mr Han - Chapter 62

Ted was reborn in London in 1991, and he had dreamed of becoming a millionaire, but a letter came from Hogwarts!

I thought that relying on the card system and monthly knowledge of other worlds, I would not be the second greatest white wizard of this century.

In the end, you told me that there have been two confluences of stars in this world, and now it is full of magical animals and plants from other worlds, as well as intelligent races!

What’s even more outrageous is that the savior has changed into Neville! Harry became Harley!

Nanadi, play Yindi with me, right?

Then no one wants to live~

System Upgrade!

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My name is Tim, or it was until I died. There was no light at the end of the tunnel, no white room to choose any cheats from, nor was there any meeting with God.

I didn’t die heroically while saving someone, and I certainly didn’t get hit by a truck. My death was rather stupid and anticlimactic, I had apparently bumped my head while sleeping and passed away...

That should have been the end of the road for me, but like many self-proclaimed main characters, I joined the army of multi-dimensional travelers and was reincarnated.

Being an avid light novel and manga reader, I would have been excited about the opportunity, if not for my new siblings, who tried to kill me as soon as I was born, or for my mother, who seemed to have a thing for throwing me off cliffs. And let’s not forget my murderous father, who forced me to flatten a small country as my Rite of passage.

Oh, did I mention I was reborn as a Dragon?

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