[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.

Every time you travel through a new world, you become a strange character or even a non-character.

Talking Tom, Knight, Witch, Slime, Snow King...

Ding Hai was also forced to start a wandering life in the heavens and all realms.

When he turned into Tom Cat, he received an invitation letter to Hogwarts School.

Then, the adventure of the fun people began...

[HP Fanfiction + Single or Multiple Female Protagonists + System + Snake Court + Behind the Scenes + Slow Heat]

[ps: Don’t join Ron’s party, I don’t like this character]

My name is Leggett Black.

After crossing over, I obtained a system....

It was also from this day that the world began to emit shrill screams.

Tang: Damn it, who stole my true energy!!!

Yu: "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!! Oh my god!!!"

Jia Zhang: "Old Jia, please come back and take this thief away!!!"

In short, this is a story about exchanging everything in the Harry Potter world...

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?

"Come with me."

"I'll be your teacher before you enter Hogwarts, introducing you to the vibrant wizarding world and all sorts of wizards."

"I'll teach you everything I know: potions, spells, transfiguration, even the Dark Arts."

"And if one day you grow up to be a truly great savior, then point your wand at me."

"Use all the methods I've taught you, use all you have, and kill me!"

"Do you have the guts?"

"Lily Evans and James Potter's son—"

"Harry Pott!"

In a narrow alley drenched in rain,

Severus Snape, with smooth, fresh, non-greasy black hair, holding a black umbrella, reached out his hand to the nine-year-old savior of the wizarding world, who sat on the ground, his face filled with fear and bewilderment.

"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

In the year 1340 of the Shire Reckoning, one year before the departure of the Lonely Mountain expedition, the Grey Wizard had yet to visit the Shire, the Dwarf King was still forging weapons in the Blue Mountains, and the dragon still slept deep within the mountain…

In that very year, a young wizard unexpectedly crossed into Middle-earth, carrying the Hogwarts Sign-in System.

Overnight, Hogwarts Castle rose from the ground, standing tall and majestic on the lands of Middle-earth; flying broomsticks streaked across the skies, becoming a unique sight in this world.

In the wild lands, the legend of a black-robed wizard began to spread silently.

He was a friend of the Elves, a bane to the Orcs, a nightmare to the Trolls, and the lifelong nemesis of the Dark Lord Sauron.

Years later, when the Dark Lord was defeated, the Elves sailed West, and the Age of Men began—Duir, who had signed in at all corners of Middle-earth, looked toward the fabled lands in the West.

[Location: Aman. Would you like to sign in?]

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?"