The last bell of the century has sounded.

The shadows are hazy, and the last demon hunter is chasing the out-of-control werewolf.

The blood moon is in the sky, and the ancient vampires are preparing to welcome the return of their ancestor.

Shrouded in fog, Little Red Riding Hood in Storybrooke is looking for the descendants of Grimm.

Wizards walked out of Hogwarts, "The damned mudbloods are usurping the glory of purebloods."

Groudon tore through the ground, "The thugs from Azkaban are on a killing spree."

Kyogre stirred the waves, "A new Dark Lord is about to ascend the throne."

Rayquaza pierced the sky, "Great Wizard King, Builder of the White Tower, Swordmaster of Gryffindor, Paris respectfully welcomes you."

Allen touched Arceus beside him. The sixteen tablets of creation radiated eternal light. "I'm just a training master who does this out of interest."

The shadow cast by two generations of Dark Lords gradually dissipated.

The White Lord (crossed out), the greatest wizard of this century, fantasized about receiving woolen socks in the headmaster's office.

Ryan Wells lived a quiet and leisurely life at Hogwarts.

With some insignificant external help, he was held in deep reverence throughout the wizarding community.

"Master Ryan! Do you have any new prophecies today?" People traveled thousands of miles from all over the world to Hogwarts in the hope of receiving a prophecy.

"Senior Ryan, what should I pay attention to today?" asked the younger students who had been helped.

"Ryan, any new prophecies?" Professor Flitwick cast a levitation spell on himself and patted his favorite student's shoulder affectionately in mid-air.

"Mr. Wells, what are your thoughts on the Ministry of Magic's future work?" asked the Daily Prophet reporter...

It's the new school year. Hermione Granger, who returned to school after summer vacation, welcomed the Muggle Studies class she had been looking forward to. The enlightened Professor Lewynter showed movies in class, but these movies... seemed to be a little wrong.

Azkaban Redemption

Sirius Black: You know some dogs are not meant to be caged, freedom shines in every strand of their fur.

Infernal Affairs

Wormtail: You undercover guys are really interesting, always meeting in the cemetery.

Snape: I'm not like you, I'm honest.

Wormtail: Give me a chance.

Snape: How can I give you a chance?

Wormtail: I had no choice before, now I want to be a good person.

Snape: Okay, tell Mad-Eye and see if he tells you to be a good person.

Wormtail: That means my death.

Snape: Excuse me, I'm from the Order of the Phoenix.

Wormtail: Who would believe that?

Memento

Bertha Jorkins: Someone has been messing with my memory. At first I just forgot the afternoon, then I started to lose track of dates and what I had for breakfast…

I wanted to visit my aunt in Albania before I lost all memory of her, and Mr. Crouch was very considerate in granting me this leave.

Crouch?

I seem to remember something, a great secret.

Danger is approaching.

Now,

who I am?

Where am I?

"Don't put all your hopes in the 'savior', let me carry the burden!" "Believe me, there is nothing to fear from Voldemort, he was never our true enemy!" Ethan Vincent, winner of the 2008 World War II Award

Soar into the sky with the giant dragon of the Black Forest;

learn the fairy magic in the Fairy Garden;

meet the goddess of luck at the Fountain of Good Fortune with the brave;

combine the three holy relics into one in the face of the god of death;

in a world where wizards exist, are fairy tales the fantasy of genius or embellished history?

Through the mist of history, across the boundary between this world and the next.

Avalon, please show the truth of the world to the wanderers.

…………

"My dream used to be to become a best-selling fairy tale writer in the Muggle and wizard worlds."

The reporter from the Daily Prophet raised the microphone, "What about now?"

"I have written my life into a fairy tale that I am most satisfied with... Look, whether it is Muggles or wizards, is there anyone who can refuse my story?"

When Harry Potter meets Cthulhu World.

When scientific thinking collides with magic theory.

when……

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He was at Hogwarts, and had just become a Half-Blood Prince.

[Parent-generation; multiple female protagonists; no system]

…

In 1976, 16-year-old Severus Snape welcomed a new life.

That year, Voldemort had not yet split his soul into seven pieces.

That year, Nagini was still hiding in the forests of Albania.

That year, Pandora was still doing wonderful experiments at Hogwarts.

That year, Ms. Rosmerta was in her prime and very graceful.

That year, Snape decided to experience this wonderful world.

This book is also known as "Come to Hogwarts to Learn to Slay Gods" and "Chainsword + Boltgun: Times Have Changed, Wizard Master!"

In the dark 41st millennium, Bourne faced the Primarch Angron, who had ascended to the devil, in the Warp and was hit head-on by the Spinebreaker.

But his soul was neither polluted and assimilated by the Warp, nor did he return to the Golden Throne.

Bourne came to the world of Harry Potter.

ps: The content of this book is also friendly to readers who don't know Warhammer and Harry Potter. You can rest assured that the protagonist will not be tragic.