Chapter 1

November 1992, London.

Inside a luxurious apartment in the city center, a quill was continuously writing on a piece of parchment by itself.

【...Mr. Lucius Malfoy, I believe you will be pleased to accept my gift, seven Firebolt Plus 2.0 broomsticks, and all I need is a simple signature on the order to remove Dumbledore from his position...

Your friend, Sir Karl Russell.】

Subsequently, the letter flew into the hands of Russell, who was dressed in a full suit. After a moment of thought, Russell waved at the owl that was still looking expectantly, and then snapped his fingers.

A house-elf dressed in a butler's uniform appeared with a pop: "Mr. Russell, is there anything you need?"

Russell nodded and said, "Illidan, you are responsible for delivering this sealed letter to Mr. Lucius Malfoy and return with his response."

"Alright, sir, is there anything I should pay attention to?" Illidan nodded and asked.

"If he doesn't respond within five minutes, tell him 'diary' and then wait another five minutes," Russell added.

"Alright, I understand."

"Good, you may go."

Watching the house-elf bow and slowly disappear, Russell mused that house-elves were truly useful, no wonder every pure-blood family had at least one.

Russell fell into deep thought once again.

It had been twenty-one years since he arrived in this world.

Ten years had passed since he received the letter from the orphanage that changed his worldview.

In these ten years, he not only graduated as the top student from Hogwarts but also established a successful career in the magical world after graduation.

Russell's Flying Broom Company was his company, and the Firebolt Plus 2.0 was the latest product of his company.

In his previous life, Russell was the founder of a leading listed educational institution. After crossing over to this world, he originally planned to be a simple world's richest man.

However, a letter of admission from the magical world completely changed his plans.

Hogwarts, Harry Potter, a world of magic.

The trio's fantastic adventures.

However, Russell had crossed over a few years too early. By the time he graduated, Harry hadn't even started school, making him old enough to be Potter and Hermione's uncle.

Fortunately, he didn't encounter Voldemort. Ten months before he enrolled, the infant Harry Potter had already defeated Voldemort.

Although Russell had watched the Harry Potter movies and read the novels several times and even followed fan works, he had forgotten most of the plot details.

Fortunately, he still remembered the main storyline.

But none of that mattered. As long as there was a real magical world with all sorts of magical wonders, everything else was unimportant.

As long as he could use magic, why bother with so much?

Illidan had been gone for almost ten minutes. Russell waved his hand, and the kitchen echoed with clinking sounds. A moment later, a steaming cup of cappuccino floated in front of him.

Russell picked up the cup, took a sip, and casually picked up a copy of "Five Years of OWLs, Three Years of Mocks" to read.

However, his inner turmoil was far from the calm appearance he showed.

He was waiting for Lucius Malfoy's response, which was very, very important to him!

For this, he had waited not just ten minutes, but three years, to finally get this opportunity.

Time slowly passed, and finally, the house-elf dressed in a butler's uniform reappeared.

"Mr. Russell, Mr. Malfoy has agreed to your request. Here is his reply." He respectfully handed over a letter.

"Good job, Illidan."

Casually praising him, Russell waved at the letter, and the envelope opened by itself. A letter jumped out, which read:

【My dear friend, Sir Karl Russell:

I am delighted to receive your letter. I believe we share the same views on Dumbledore. I assure you that I will work with other members of the Board of Governors to fully support your appointment as Headmaster of Hogwarts.

P.S.: Draco loves the broomsticks you sent. These seven Firebolt Plus 2.0 broomsticks will be the best addition to the Slytherin Quidditch team!

Yours faithfully, Lucius Malfoy.】

There's a chance!

Overwhelmed with joy, Russell drank the steaming cappuccino on the table in one gulp!