[Harry Potter fanfiction] [Female protagonist] [No system] [Super rich] [Hogwarts Legacy collaboration]

Protagonist's Time Travel Files

Crossing Worlds: The 996th "Harry Potter" Parallel Universe

Name: Hydras Lestrange

Gender: Female

Birthday: May 22, 1975

Father: Tom Marvolo Riddell

Mother: Bellatrix Lestrange

Abilities: Magical Body, Maximum Magical Affinity, able to replicate and simulate the physique of magical creatures.

This is the story of a time traveler trying to avoid the final battle at Hogwarts and striving towards the goal of lying flat on Galleons.

However, she just wanted to slack off, so why did both the Black Demon King and the White Demon King, and even the White Demon King's husband, want her to take over?

She clearly only wanted to be a pampered young lady who could live a life of leisure and idleness; gold was her true love!

But look at the present:

The richest man in the wizarding world;

Destroyer of this state;

The most popular female singer in the Muggle world;

The most popular female singer in the wizarding world;

Ancient magic inheritor;

The youngest Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts;

Young Master of the Death Eaters;

The rightful heir to Hogwarts;

The leader of GGA;

The most mysterious assassin in the wizarding world;

Recipient of the Order of Merlin, Second Class;

Master of Potions;

Transfiguration Master;

Alchemy Master;

Fighting Master;

...

...

She has a ton of titles like that! But none of them are what she wants!

[Invincible protagonist][HP fanfiction][Making money][Refreshing read][Single female lead][Slytherin]

Travel back in time to Harry Potter, and acquire magical skills by spending gold!

From then on, the art style of the magical world completely went astray.

Only I know that I just want to make more money, and incidentally... become a god.

Years later, Voldemort, wielding the Elder Wand, roared at me, "How dare you oppose the Dark Lord!"

I sighed, and behind me slowly appeared a skill tree, illuminated in gold and stretching across the sky.

“Sorry, Mr. Tang,” I snapped my fingers, “but you’re preventing me from making money.”

[HP Fanfiction + Imaginative Stories + Lighthearted + Humor] Li Mu, who transmigrated into the Harry Potter world, didn't gain extraordinary magical talent or a prestigious family legacy. Instead, he went from a handsome 1.83-meter-tall young man to Harry Potter's chubby cousin. Before he could even calm down from his impulsive act of banging his head against a wall, the system issued him his first mission: eat the revolver in front of him, then kill the dark wizard who was about to arrive in Little Wheegham, Surrey.

"How does it feel to be given the name Rozier?" "Get lost!" "How can you be so heartless!" "Stop with that gloating look. And can you please stop bullying those three little ones and Malfoy? You're practically ruining them!" "Tch, what do you know? You're having fun outside, while I can only find my fun at Hogwarts." These were the days these two shameless rascals spent having fun at Hogwarts.

Having transmigrated into the last bloodline of the Grindelwald family, he initially wanted to live a low-key life, but was forced to bind himself to the "Underworld God System".

From then on, the style of Hogwarts completely went astray.

"Petrify everyone? That's too lame. Come and witness the power of our Zaun petrification!"

"Want to learn the Patronus Charm? First, pay protection money to the system. Avada Kedavra can turn a melon into a rainbow color for you."

Dumbledore looked at the savior, who had been turned into a "henchman," and fell into deep thought: "This kid...maybe he can form the most cowardly villain alliance in history with Tom?"

Until one day, I was cornered by the Dark Lord, and the system suddenly prompted me—"Hey buddy, there's only one guy on the other side, call for reinforcements to take him down!"

Eleven-year-old Arthur, an ordinary boy, decides to earn money to pay for the expensive tuition of a good secondary school. Thus, *Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone* was born... Fudge, in the basement of Whitehall, London, clutches the Muggle children's novel in horror...

The rating is low at the start, don't be scared away! I solemnly swear, this is a divine herb, not poison. Transmigrating to the HP world, Luke awakens the Magic Chef System, harvesting emotional points with delicious food to exchange for rewards.

As for learning magic at Hogwarts? Sorry, you can freely exchange for spell learning speed, potion-making skills, and alchemy experience. With a system, you can really do whatever you want.

Thus, the teachers and students of Hogwarts witnessed the terrifyingly strong yet seemingly unorthodox freshman Luke.

[Congratulations, host! Your Magic Hawthorn Candy Balls have successfully garnered 1000 positive emotion points, easily earning you the Beginner Transformation talent!]

Minerva McGonagall: Didn't the principal say you weren't good at it? You learned it in the time it takes me to twist my hip?

[Congratulations, host! Your magically spicy hot pot has successfully garnered 10,000 positive emotion points, instantly transforming you into a fire god in half an hour!]

Dumbledore: To be able to perform such a move with just a slight glance at my notes... perhaps he's more suited to it than Harry...

[Congratulations, host! Your Magic Lamb Skewers and Lamb Kidneys have successfully garnered 10,000 negative emotion points. You can claim the Dark Lord's Three-Piece Set without any side effects.]

Voldemort: You're just a little wizard from Badger Hill, why aren't you doing your job properly and learning dark magic? Don't I have any dignity?

...

When everyone's stomachs took the shape of Luke's, his magical talent and strength skyrocketed. A chef? Call him the God of Cookery!

The Death Eater was stunned: Oh my god! Run!

He is the real demon king!

Who has ever seen someone catch Avada Kedavra with a spatula?

[Completed] Original female protagonist. Transmigrated but unaware of the plot. Money-making story. No system. OOC (out-of-character) elements. Please avoid if you are not interested. Preschool years: 001-088; First year: 089-191; Second year: 192-303; Third year: 304-401; Fourth year: 402-537; Fifth year: 538-815; Sixth year: 816-1011; Seventh year: 1012-1175; After leaving school: 1176-1240 (End of main story). See the table of contents and homepage for various side stories. Also available: HP fanfiction: "The Strongest Potion Buyer" and "Crescent Moon Eyes and Moon Face". Please do not use/repost/borrow/plagiarize. Cichang Literature Club. A word of words, a light song, a stroke of light revealing a sharp edge.

[This is a lighthearted story; the protagonist has no morals or limits.]

Having transmigrated to the Harry Potter world, Charlie White is bound to the [Tyrant System].

By engaging in tyrannical behavior, you can earn Tyrannical Points and draw prizes infinitely!

While Hermione was studying her textbooks in the library.

[Ding! His Majesty's sleeping posture in class is practically a reincarnation of Hu Hai, perfectly embodying the behavior of a tyrannical ruler who "neglects state affairs"! Reward: Tyrannical Ruler Points +100!]

While Harry and Ron were training hard for Quidditch.

[Ding! His Majesty has been extravagant, purchasing all the desserts in Diagon Alley, in line with the behavior of a "tyrannical and hedonistic" ruler! Reward: Tyrant Points +500!]

Charlie casually did a ten-pull!

[Congratulations, Your Majesty, on obtaining: Animagus (Selectable Form)! +1 Free Talent Point, +1000 Proficiency in Fiendfire...]

Dumbledore: "Mr. White is the most gifted student I've ever seen, but unfortunately he just doesn't like to study..."

Voldemort: "Why? He learned the dark magic I painstakingly studied just by yawning?!"

Charlie lay on the sofa and sighed helplessly, "I don't want to either, but the system is giving me too much!"

First grade, Horatio: Headmaster, look, use this scythe of mine to hook out the soul, then lock it in this lamp and roast it with the fire.

Second grader Horatio: Principal, look at this cabbage! It can increase in value infinitely and even kill the basilisk in an instant!

Third grader Horatio: Principal, do you think this soul contract could arm the Dementors into my army of Soul Reapers?

Fourth grader Horatio: Headmaster, look, this gravity magic can pull down meteorites from outer space to strengthen Durmstrang and Beauxbatons College.

Fifth grade, Horatio: Principal, you said if I projected this mark onto the moon, everyone who saw it would be brainwashed into a believer in houttuynia cordata, and the houttuynia cordata I planted in the Forbidden Forest would sell like hotcakes.

Sixth grader Horatio: Headmaster, look! The tree that grows from this seed can convert cosmic energy into magical seeds. Then all of humanity can become wizards, mastering both technology and magic. Conquering the stars will be just around the corner!

Seventh grader Horatio: Principal, look...

Dumbledore: "Enough talk. Take out your wand. It's either you or me today."

(Updates are irregular, written for my own amusement and humor, featuring multiple female characters)