Joel Hemis always thought of himself as an ordinary druid. Until he was eleven, when he received a letter delivered by an owl—and from that moment on, he became a proud little magical owl. ...That school year, the Forbidden Forest welcomed a Patronus. By the time all the teachers and students of Hogwarts realized what was happening, they were already surrounded by the Forbidden Forest! Until one day, the mysterious man came knocking—Joel: "Sorry, I just want to plant trees in peace and quiet, I don't want to fight!"... [P.S.: This is a lighthearted story about going to school and happily planting trees...No need to have read the original books.]

You all always call me despicable, but I don't agree. What does it matter to me if the butt I wipe blows up? What does it matter to me if the price of iron underwear goes up? What does it matter to me if he appears in a novel? I am a hero who inherited the Will of Fire! I never do despicable things!