First, Dumbledore knew that Gilderoy Lockhart was a fake.

Secondly, Lockhart also knew that Lockhart was a fake because he traveled through time and space and became Lockhart.

The problem now is that Dumbledore plans to invite him to Hogwarts as a negative example, while Lockhart, a fake who can't even perform the simplest magic, just wants to lie down and enjoy the wealth accumulated by his original body.

But in the end, Lockhart still went to Hogwarts to serve as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Wasn't the magic mansion and the vault full of gold galleons attractive?

Or was it that the achievement of more than a dozen best-selling books that earned him endless royalties was not enough to satisfy him?

Or were Snape and Voldemort, who were obsessed with their own positions, not scary?

No, neither of them. It's because Lockhart was forced to go to school by Dumbledore! So... find a way to make this year's mission...

[Harry Potter Fanfiction + Magic + Wizards + Bloodline]

Centuries ago, the magical prince Merlin and King Arthur left their heritage and legacy, which included the most important dragon bloodline.

London, 1968.

9-year-old Magnus was lost on the street, but was unexpectedly chosen...

Dumbledore personally invited him to Hogwarts.

Become classmates of James Potter, Sirius and Snape.

What kind of sparks will they create?

When Voldemort strikes, what will Magnus do?

…

ps: If you like HP fan fiction, don’t miss it. It is updated steadily, so stay tuned.

[Some settings have been added to the magic system, which may affect the settings of the original work]

Arthur Blake.

(The only legitimate heir of the Black family and an important partner of the "loyal and brave" Malfoy family.)

Arthur did not practice or use the Dark Arts like most of the Black family.

On the contrary, Arthur learned a kind of magic that was rarely mentioned in the entire Harry Potter world, magic related to lightning.

This was the ability of Thunder Magic, possessed by a max-level character he used in the game he played before crossing over.

Originally, he wanted to wait until his thunder technique was perfected, then appear out of nowhere and shout to Voldemort, "Use thunder to shatter the darkness!!!"

However, Voldemort, who had lost his brain, not only wanted to steal the Philosopher's Stone, but also wanted to control him.

Arthur thus encountered his first crisis that threatened his life.

However, Arthur, who turned a disaster into a blessing, found another way besides thunder - soul magic.

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Voldemort had marked himself with the most powerful enemy he had ever faced, once again fulfilling the prophecy about the savior without his knowledge.

At the moment of his death, he felt immense regret in his heart.

It was then that he remembered what the famous five-star-rated General MacArthur once said: "At the beginning, I thought I knew everything and could control everything; but later I found that the fact was that I knew nothing."

He came to the magic world with the spark of arcane civilization, vowing to rewrite the fate that was destined to be tragic.

Floating cities rise from the ground, arcane towers connect heaven and earth;

Ancient magic was recast in his hands, and wizarding society was redefined by him.

This is a revolution from low latitudes to high latitudes, and it is the first step for wizards to move towards the sea of ​​stars!

——Voldemort will eventually be destroyed, the savior will no longer walk alone, and he is the one who truly changes the world.

PS: If you have any comments or harsh points, please raise them in the comments section and I will definitely fix them. If you have any creative ideas, you can also raise them and welcome corrections. Thank you all for your kindness.

Sylby Krios's childhood was filled with cold metal and endless criticism. He always wanted to escape from this home. After secretly learning the family craft, he finally received a letter to Hogwarts.

"The Days of Child Labor in the Wizarding World"

“It’s not some animal translator.”

"My roommate is the future Dark Lord"

"Magic wands know not to do things they don't like."

"The thing that is wrong with cutting is definitely not the cake"

"Is it wrong for workers to be saviors?"

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?

"Hey, how did I become a master of magic thief?"

"Professor Dumbledore, how did your Galleons get into my pocket?"

"Professor Snape, I swear, I have nothing to do with your lost warehouse of potions!"

Crait Frey is reborn as a legendary master of magic thieves, but he carries a vicious curse on him. However, this cannot stop the rise of a new star in the wizarding world.

From now on, please ask wizards in the magical world to call him, an outstanding faculty member of Hogwarts, a well-known best-selling author, a legendary explorer, and a recipient of the Order of Merlin...

"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.