1979 was an ordinary but extraordinary day.

This day is a great day for the wizarding world in the future, but for the wizarding world at this time, it is the most ordinary and ordinary day, and it is the most ordinary day in the dark years of more than ten years. It's just that for the Coser family, this day obviously passed very slowly, and for the current head of the Coser family, the Duke of Tyne Will, Olivela Coser, this day was both nervous and exciting.

Nervously, his wife is going to give birth to his second child, and excitedly, his wife is going to have a second child for him!

Coserburg is the residence of the Coser family and the location of the Coser family's fief, but the Coser family, which has such a vast fief as Tynevilleshire, is very withered. Duke Oliborah once had a son, Gerard Corser, a brilliant young mage who began serving in the Department of Mysteries at the Ministry of Magic at the age of twenty and had a bright future. Although as a descendant of the Duke, he could have been knighted without having to go to the Ministry of Magic, waiting to inherit the Duke's title. However, the tradition of the Corser family is like this, before the clansman inherits the family, he must roam freely outside, and only after obtaining certain achievements can he be eligible to inherit the family.

Gerald is a rare talent, but unfortunately his excellence became the reason for the mystery man to pay attention to him, and after several unsuccessful attempts to woo him, the angry mystery man killed him. Although the mysterious man still wants to destroy the Coser family together, the defense of Fort Corser, obviously not something that the mysterious man can easily break through. Moreover, as the only remaining Grand Duke in the wizarding world of England at this time, the power belonging to the Corser family is still very terrifying, and it is by no means something that the Dark Lord can fight lightly at this time. It's just a matter of killing the other party's heir, if he really wants to uproot the Corser family, I'm afraid that even the Dark Lord will be difficult to do, so his target is still on other families and individuals who dare to resist him for the time being.

Oliborah Corser didn't care about the success or failure of the mystery man - although he hated the mystery man very much, he even wanted to send someone to deal with the Dark Lord at one point. But he didn't act in the end, because he had to think about the future of their Corser family. At this time, he only cares about his second son. Gerald's death had caused great psychological damage to both of them, and his first wife, who was overwhelmed by the death of her son, returned to Merlin's arms shortly after the news of Gerald's death returned.

For the sake of the family's continuity, Duke Olibora married his second wife, now Avne Corser. A year after they got married, they had a child of their own, and the day the child was born is today.

Like an ant on a hot pan, the Duke of Olibola kept wandering outside the delivery room, babbling words that only he could understand. There were still drops on his head, and some of his flushed face and neck all showed his nervous mood at this moment.

"Wow-"

Finally, when a crisp and loud howl sounded in the delivery room, Duke Oliveola's whole body sat down on the chair next to him as if someone had pulled his bones out, and the sweat on his body even wet the carpet under him.

With a squeak, the door opened, and a fat middle-aged woman walked out with a smile on her face. Duke Olibola hurriedly greeted him, his trembling cheeks showing his mood at this time.

"Congratulations to the Duke, mother and son are safe, he is a handsome young master."

The middle-aged woman in charge of the delivery said with a grin, finally giving Count Olibora a long sigh of relief.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you so much."

"Lord Duke, you are so polite, this is what I should do."

"Anyway, thank you, you go to the housekeeper, just say that I said it, I will reward you with a thousand Galleons!"

Olibora is not a stingy person, in fact, as one of the oldest families in the wizarding world of England, their family's property is all over the United Kingdom, whether it is the wizarding world or the Muggle world, they have their presence, and even some good people once wanted to count how much the Coser family's family property is, but no one can do this, which shows how rich this family is. It's a pity that the family's bloodline inheritance has withered them, and they can't wield the true value of this huge amount of property, otherwise, with the financial resources of the Coser family, even if it is not too difficult to rule the whole of England.

The mysterious man once co-opted and killed Gerald, on the one hand, in the hope of co-opting him and indirectly controlling the Corser family. On the other hand, he was also worried that he would not succeed in winning over and would create a terrible enemy, so he directly killed Gerald. If it weren't for the defense of Fort Cosse, which could have broken through in three days and two days without the mysterious man, and the resistance of the forces composed of a large number of noble families such as the Potter family at this time was too fierce, he would not have had time to take care of it. This also gave the Corser family time to breathe, and the birth of little Corser finally brought a touch of joy to this painful family.

Sending off the delivery of the mother-in-law, Duke Oligora walked into the delivery room, there were three or four maids working in the delivery room at this time, cleaning up, helping scrubbing and scrubbing, Oli Bora ignored them, just walked quickly to the delivery bed, looking at his pale wife lying on the bed, his heart throbbed slightly, but when he saw the baby room waiting to be fed next to his wife, his face finally showed a smile.

"Honey, thank you for your hard work."

Olivela picked up her son and looked at her carefully in her arms. He has a golden silk, although he has just been born, the skin on his face is still a little wrinkled, like a little old man, but the pair of big watery eyes are unusually bright, and unlike other babies, except for the accident of crying just after birth, the little guy actually didn't cry, and when Olibora looked over, he was also looking at each other.

"I'm not hard, let me see our children."

Avne Corser, lying on the bed, had a motherly glow, and although her face was pale, her smile was equally happy. Seeing that her husband couldn't close his grinning mouth, her mood became a little brighter.

"Okay, look at our son, how handsome, mouth like you, nose like you, eyes like you, he must be a handsome young man when he grows up."

"Well, have you figured out what to name your son?"

"Of course, if it's a daughter, it's called Lilith, if it's a son, it's called Orson, and my grandfather's name is Orson Reiner, and I hope he can be blessed by his grandfather and grow up healthy."

"Hmmm......"

……

Time flies, the sun and the moon fly by.

About half a year ago, the Dark Lord, who ruled almost the entire wizarding world in England, finally disappeared when he killed the Potters, some say he died, some say he lost his power and survived, others say he is planning other plots, of course most people don't believe this last assertion, but anyway, the Dark Lord did fail, although no one has seen him since that night. After all, there is only one person who has never resisted him under his command who can survive, and that is the great hero who is just half a year old - Harry Potter!

"Heroes? Heh......"

Orson Corser threw the Daily Prophet on the ground and looked at it.

Would he admit that he was jealous of Harry Potter? In fact, he was a little jealous, as the greatest legendary mage in the other world of Corvison in his previous life, his pursuit of fame had almost become an instinct.

"If it weren't for the fact that this body was too fragile, what else was there about Harry Potter? Just Voldemort, I've ...... a long time ago."

"Master, don't say that, let's not talk about whether you have reached your previous life now, even if you recover the strength of your previous life and kill Voldemort before Harry Potter, but that will completely change the historical trend of this world, such a heavy change, the power of the origin will be the first to perceive, and then we will be in danger!"

Before Orson could finish grumbling, Alice's voice came to his head. Alice's words left Orson speechless for a while, and it took a while to take the initiative to cut off contact. Alice's laughter could be faintly heard, which made Ao Senyue unhappy.

"Lambie! Rambi! Come here! ”

"Little master, you call me?"

There was a snort like a tearing of cloth, and a strange creature with a ragged body appeared at Orson's side. Lambie, one of the house-elves of the Corser family, is the "captain" of the more than a hundred house-elves of the Corser family, equivalent to the role of a housekeeper, and has always only served the head of the house.

"Langbi, I'm going to do it, here's the test list, let those guys in Diagon Alley send it to me as quickly as possible!"

"Yes, little master."

Lang Bi respectfully took the form in Aosen's hand, and disappeared without even looking at it. If anyone else sees the material on the list, their jaws will drop one by one. The brains of dragons, the eyeballs of Meiwa, the horns of unicorns, the tongue of Thestrals...... Any kind of material is extremely rare on the market, and ordinary people can't even see it, even if they buy it. The nobles may have their own way to buy such materials, but the value of each material is calculated in tens of thousands, and it is gold galleons. Such a list is often thirty or fifty thousand gold coins, and it is only a casual consumption of Orson at one time, not to mention a Muggle wizard, even a big family like the Malfoy family can't support a few such consumptions.

That is, the Corse family, the amount of money is completely incalculable, only thirty or fifty thousand, for the rich Corser family, it is simply a drop in the penny.

After spending the money and finally feeling better, Corser turned around, and with a few fingers, the "Daily Prophet" on the ground rolled into a roll, and then flew into the charcoal brazier on the side under Corser's control, and with a handful of flames, the newspaper was quickly burned into ashes.

Laugh at!

The sound of the cloth tearing suddenly sounded again.

"Got the stuff back?"

Orson didn't look back to know that it must be Lang Bi who came back.

"No, little master, Diagon Alley isn't that fast."

"I remember I didn't call you."

"Yes, little host, but the host needs you to come over. The Malfoy family is here, and the little master, as the heir of the Corser family, should ......"

"Got it, you go down first, I'll go over right away."

Before Lambie could finish his sentence, Corser beat him out. Then he walked up to the mirror and looked at the familiar but unfamiliar face in the mirror, but he was very satisfied anyway, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"The Malfoys? Voldemort just died and couldn't wait to hug his thighs? Hehe, sure enough, the grass on the wall fell with the wind. ”

A meaningful smile suddenly appeared on Orson's face. ***************************************************************

To explain, for the British aristocratic system, chicken legs actually don't know very well, I originally wanted to find a suitable fief for the protagonist's "father", but after looking for a long time, I didn't expect to get smaller and smaller the more I looked. But in line with the fact that there doesn't seem to be this duke title in history, Chicken Leg still gave this title to the protagonist's current father. As for whether there was a duke in the world of Harry Potter, the chicken leg didn't think about it, I hope you don't think about it too much, it's just specially designed for the plot, just to give the protagonist a supremacy in the aristocratic circle, and it's been two or three hours, and the chicken leg really doesn't have the energy to get it anymore, if there are book friends who are studying the party, please don't find fault.

Of course, if there are experts in this field who are willing to provide some information for chicken legs, chicken legs are also very happy. Of course, this duke title also has requirements, first the fief must be big, and there must be money, and then it must be a title that has never been seen in history, and finally it must sound good, if someone is willing to help the chicken leg use his brain, the chicken leg is also thanks!

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