"Oops! I Stole the Isekai Lottery"

The morning sun bathed Hogwarts in a golden glow as Raja strutted into the Great Hall, feeling like a king among peasants. Today was the day—his first official classes at Hogwarts. And, because the universe clearly had a sense of humor, all of Slytherin's classes were scheduled alongside Gryffindor.

MAYA: They planned this like a social experiment. Observe the creatures in their natural habitats—Gryffindors, with their reckless bravery; Slytherins, with their refined smugness.

Raja hummed in agreement, then proceeded to eat enough food to sustain a small village. After all, a genius required proper sustenance.

Transfiguration: Cats, Magic, and Unintentional Flexing

Striding into the Transfiguration classroom, Raja's sharp eyes immediately caught sight of a cat perched on Professor McGonagall's desk. It stared at him, unblinking.

MAYA: Processing… Feline appears 78% more judgmental than normal. Conclusion: Not a regular cat.

Raja smirked and gave a small bow. "Good morning, Professor."

The cat blinked.

Satisfied, Raja took his seat. One by one, students arrived, chattering about yesterday's duel. Harry and Ron, as per Gryffindor tradition, arrived late, panting like they had just run a marathon.

"Relax, you're not missing much. Just a cat sitting on the desk," Ron muttered.

The "cat" promptly morphed into Professor McGonagall.

"Mr. Weasley," she said crisply, "I advise you to refrain from underestimating your professors."

Ron paled. Harry gulped. Raja gave them a sympathetic pat on the shoulder. "You walked right into that one, mate."

Professor McGonagall turned to Raja. "I have heard much about your… dueling antics and your flawless execution of spells. I expect you to excel in Transfiguration as well."

Raja grinned. "No pressure."

She assigned their first task: transforming a matchstick into a needle. Most students managed something vaguely metallic, with results ranging from "decent" to "concerningly melted."

Raja, however, effortlessly turned his matchstick into a sleek steel needle. Then silver. Then gold. Then a glass needle. Then one with intricate patterns engraved into the sides.

McGonagall blinked. "How did you manage such precision?"

Raja launched into an enthusiastic explanation about molecular structures, density manipulation, and visualization techniques. The room fell into a stunned silence. Half the class stared at him like he had started speaking Parseltongue.

"Well," McGonagall finally said, "that was… informative. Fifteen points to Slytherin."

Gryffindors groaned. Raja smirked.

MAYA: Congratulations, you have activated envy mode.

Potions: The Dungeon, A Bomb, and Guardian Fairies

Next was Potions, held in a dimly lit dungeon that smelled like boiled despair.

Snape swept into the room, a human embodiment of sarcasm and suffering. His eyes immediately locked onto Harry.

"Mr. Potter," he drawled, "what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"

Harry blinked. "Uh…"

Snape's lip curled in distaste before he shifted his attention. "Kumara."

Raja perked up. "Yes, Professor?"

"What is the function of a bezoar?"

"To counteract most poisons."

"What happens if you add too much powdered moonstone to a Draught of Peace?"

"The potion becomes unstable and induces a coma instead of relaxation."

Snape's eye twitched, but he grudgingly awarded Slytherin five points. Raja gave a humble nod, resisting the urge to smirk.

The students then began brewing their first potion—the Cure for Boils. Raja followed the instructions effortlessly, humming as he stirred. That was when he noticed Neville's cauldron bubbling like a volcano moments before eruption.

"Oh, no," Raja muttered.

With a quick Accio!, he magically lifted Neville's cauldron and launched it out the nearest dungeon window.

A loud BOOM echoed from outside. A flock of birds took flight in terror.

The class went silent. Snape slowly turned to Raja.

Raja coughed. "Preventative safety measure?"

Snape exhaled sharply. "Five points to Slytherin… for preventing an explosion. And ten points deducted from Gryffindor for incompetence."

Neville, looking both relieved and embarrassed, turned to Raja with wide eyes. "You saved me again… Guardian Fairy."

Raja sighed. "Neville, we really need to talk about these nicknames."

Herbology: The Plant Whisperers

The final class was Herbology with the ever-cheerful Professor Sprout. She led them to the greenhouses, where magical plants wiggled ominously.

"Today," she announced, "we will be working with Devil's Snare."

As she explained how the plant's tendrils strangled people to death, Neville made a small whimpering sound. Raja patted his shoulder.

"Relax," he whispered. "I doubt it'll try to murder us immediately."

Their task was to carefully untangle the vines without getting strangled. Most students wrestled with the plants like untrained wrestlers. Raja and Neville, however, worked with effortless efficiency, avoiding the strangulation experience entirely.

Professor Sprout beamed. "Excellent work, both of you! Five points to Gryffindor and five points to Slytherin."

Raja winked at Neville. "Look at that—actual teamwork."

Neville grinned. "Not bad for a Guardian Fairy."

Raja groaned. "You really aren't letting that go, are you?"

The Aftermath: Victories and Grudges

As the students trudged back to their dorms, Raja smirked.

First day of classes?

Beep! [MAYA SYSTEM – STATUS DISPLAY]

Name: Rudra Raja Kumara

Age: 11

Race: Human (Magical)- Ultimate Human Being

Background: Orphan (Indian Father, English Squib Mother)

House: Slytherin

TALENTS:

Intelligence: EX

Adaptability: EX

Comprehension: EX

Control: EX

Charisma: A

MAGICAL STATS:

Magical Energy: A

Magic Manipulation: S

MAGICAL SKILLS:

Telekinesis: Intermediate

Telepathy: Intermediate

Mind Reading: Advanced

Mind Shield (Occlumency Prep): Advanced

Danger Sense: Active

Magical Studies Proficiency:

Charms: S

Potions: A+

Transfiguration: S

Herbology: A

Magical Law: A+

Magical history: A

Defense Against the Dark Arts: A+

Astronomy : S

Broom Flying: not studied yet 

NON-MAGICAL SKILLS:

Singing: Pro Level (Heartthrob Edition)

Dancing: Idol Tier

Poetry (Children's): Bestseller Status

Academic Genius: High School Graduate at 11

SPECIAL TRAITS:

Eclipse Mirage (LOCKED – Requires Magic Core Stability)

Unlimited Inventory: Available 

Quantum Mind Palace: Active

REPUTATION:

Child Prodigy of London

Local Celebrity

Menace of Slytherin

CURRENT HOUSE POINTS:

Slytherin: +25

Gryffindor: -10 (Courtesy of Neville's accidental alchemy attempts and Harry ).

ACHIEVEMENTS SO FAR:

Earned 15 points in Transfiguration for scientific precision and advanced spell control.

Earned 5 points in Potions for answering Snape's questions perfectly.

Prevented a dungeon explosion, saving Neville (and possibly the entire class), gaining 5 additional points in Potions.

Successfully tackled Devil's Snare with Neville, earning 5 points for Slytherin

MAYA: Warning: Excessive smirking detected. Initiate humility protocol?

Raja grinned wider. "Absolutely not."

To be continued…