"Professor Dumbledore, have you ever seen Hogwarts at four in the morning?" Russell said calmly. "From midnight to six o'clock, get six hours of sleep." "From six to eight o'clock, sweat it out in the Forbidden Forest, including but not limited to wrestling with trolls, practicing riding on unicorns, dodging centaurs' arrows, and so on." "From eight to six, be ready for a full day of study." "From six to ten, study late into the night in the library." "From ten to twelve, practice dueling skills in the Room of Requirement." This is the simple yet fulfilling day of Russell Fishthorne, the King of the Curriculum at Hogwarts.

[Growth flow, Badger House, single female lead, Harry's class, original derivative plot]

"When others travel through time, they see the system and the old man in their minds, but why is it that when I see it, it's just ice cream?"

When wizards in "Harry Potter" cast magic, emotions are of paramount importance, and can even be said to be the foundation of magic.

So, what kind of journey will a pure soul with a spirit of sacrifice in another world embark on when paired with ice cream that symbolizes happiness and joy?

Where will the pure-blooded nobility go? Will tragedy repeat itself? Will our victory still be a "lose-lose" victory?

When "Harry Potter" truly becomes a grand world, then are the enemies and crises really only hidden within us?

Following the aroma of ice cream, we headed to Hogwarts in 1991 to find out

On that day that year, the savior Harry Potter wore women's clothes and rode a dragon into the sky.

On that day that year, Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, lost his phoenix completely.

On that day, Voldemort, a disabled man without a nose, suddenly had seven more heads.

That year and that day...

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George Weasley: "I hit Voldemort on the head with shit!"

Fred Weasley: "I've proven it's real, I've smashed it myself!"

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Kreiner looked up at the sky and muttered, "This isn't Harry Potter at all!"

【HP】【Cat】【Mystery】【Daily】【Magic】

Aber became a cat. Just as he gradually accepted his fate, an owl carrying a letter landed in front of the window. The next day, an old man with a white beard stood in front of him with a puzzled look on his face.

[Daily flow, easy, very talented in magic, from the same class as the Weasley brothers, single female protagonist (original), may be a little worse in the early stage, but will improve in the later stage, so please watch it later]

The newly appointed director, the god who traveled through time, carefully created a car accident. Our hero, after a round of roulette, arrived in the magical world.

Here he met the principal who liked wool socks

The Professor Who Turned into a Cat

A giant bat who loves making potions

Twins who like to play pranks.

Favoring black friends from my own college

Tsundere aristocratic sister

A key keeper who loves Fantastic Beasts

etc. A series of good friends and professors

Learn magic here and live a peaceful life

But some vengeance still needs to be avenged.

[HP fanfiction + single female protagonist + system + snake courtyard + black magic + private settings]

"My name is Tom Riddle. I was born in the Wu Orphanage and I am a wizard."

"I speak Parseltongue well, have a yew wand, phoenix feathers, 13.5 inches, and am in Slytherin."

"My favorite magic is chewing big melons."

"Huh? What did you say? I am Voldemort? Come on, I am so handsome, how could I be that noseless Tom?"

Tom, who traveled through the world of "Harry Potter", entered the wizarding world with the same name as Voldemort and a face that looked like the Dark Lord when he was a child.

Dumbledore: I suddenly feel my eyes are blurry, otherwise how could I dream of going back to 1938.

Lucius: Two masters, I can’t tell them apart. I really can’t tell them apart.

Voldemort: Who am I, where am I, and what shall I do?

Hogwarts: Huh? It turns out the Dark Lord is right next to us!

Tom: I'm really not Voldemort. This is all Noseless Tom's fault.

..........

"Let the magic world surrender to us!"

When Voldemort was madly venting his ambitions on Tom, he was met with a big bite of melon.

"Only losers are Voldemort, and I am Tom Riddle!"

Jiang Wu, carrying the divine soil "Xiran Seed", airborne Hufflepuff.

Mandrake? Hum a Chinese folk song and get hypnotized!

Greenhouse vegetable farming? Cedric came over carrying dragon manure: "Do you need any help?"

Halloween feast? The snail noodle hotpot stinks, but Said pushes away the green mist: "...Can I try it?"

[Slow-paced and refreshing novel] + [Harry Potter] + [One Person] + [Marvel] + [Saint Seiya] + [Decisive Killing] + [Dual Cultivation of Magic and Martial Arts] If you are not a saint, please be careful when entering the pit.

—Earth-1218

"Voldemort's Killing Curse struck the baby but crushed himself.

On a rainy night in Godric's Hollow in 1981, a golden light tore through time and space - inside the body of 11-month-old Harry Potter, the explorer Liu Xingyuan from another world opened his eyes.

The lightning scar on his forehead vanished, and a scepter mark with a giant snake entwined appeared between his eyebrows! —The last descendant of the Ophiuchus Saint had awakened here.

The authority of life sews up wounds, the authority of death dissects souls, and combined with the authority of time and space, it will become a lancet reaching out to the gods.

While the Ministry of Magic was still debating whether the "Boy Who Lived" should be under surveillance, he had already put away his wand, the tip of which was wrapped with the phantom of the Ouroboros, and burned his microcosm to crush the attacking Dementors.

The wizards at Hogwarts called him "the glory of Slytherin", but they did not know his true pursuit - to use magic and microcosm to perform a "surgery to dismember the gods" in the cracks of the multiverse.

"Voldemort? It's just a slice experiment of my dissecting the gods."

From the roar deep in the forbidden forest to the shattering of the Infinity Stones, when the Olympian gods finally noticed him, on the operating table, the blade of the descendant of Asclepius was already against the core of the gods: "Now, it is time to dissect your 'immortality'."

[Single female protagonist Hermione + no system + starting from the prisoner of Azkaban + mainly movies]

My name is John Merrick. In my previous life, in order to save someone, I faced the Hundred Ton King, and ended up traveling to England in the late 20th century.

Because I didn't have a system, I thought this was just an ordinary world.

But when I was 10 years old, I saw with my own eyes a car flying across the sky, and then two people who claimed to be from the Ministry of Magic came to my door. From then on, a fantasy magical world opened its doors to me.

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Harry: The sky is falling, my family. A Ravenclaw actually got the recognition of the Sword of Gryffindor?

Hermione: I never thought there would be people more reckless than Harry and Ron...

Ron: I don't know, as soon as he comes, Hermione won't play with me.

[HP fan fiction + no system + slow to warm up + funny and weird + single female protagonist]

Neos lost his soul during the journey through time. He was smart and made a new body for himself. Although it has no soul, it is enough!

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Dumbledore: What is this?

Neos: A demon, what else can it be?

Dumbledore: Huh?

———

Snape: You must stop using the power of the demon!

Neos: But... we... are wizards...

Snape: What's wrong with wizards?

Neos: Of course wizards have to play with demons. They can't go to angels or people from the church, right?

———

Harry: Neos! Azazel used strange magic on me again!

Neos: Didn't you say you wanted Snape not to target you?

Harry: There's no need to turn me into a girl!

Ron: Yes, just turn Harry into a girl in the potions class.

Hermione: Hurry up! Class is about to start!

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Azazel: If the sacrifice this time is still a pig's trotter or a pinkie, don't blame me for being passive.

Neos: Here, piglets.

Azazel: Asshole! I've had enough! Why is it always these things?

Half an hour later Azazel: The piglets are delicious.