Hogwarts knew Hermione earlier than Harry Potter and Ron (not invincible + single female lead + sweet story + no system + sweet story) There will be some guest appearances from other magical worlds
[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.
Li Wei, a Chinese, entered Hogwarts in 1971 and graduated from Slytherin House. Twenty-one years after graduating from Hogwarts, he was accused of "spreading and proliferating the Dark Arts" and, after defeating nine Aurors sent by the British Ministry of Magic to arrest him, was personally summoned by Dumbledore and forced to become the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. "First-years, Professor Hooch, who is in charge of flying, told me that she is not feeling well today, so both flying classes this afternoon will be replaced with Defense Against the Dark Arts. The same applies to second-years; Professor Trelawney, who is in charge of Divination, senses that her fortune is not good this month and she is not suitable to teach. For the next month, you will not need to attend any Divination classes. Please remember this and make sure you don't go to the wrong classroom." "NO!!!!!!!!!...
The life of a special wizard in that familiar yet strange world, in which we will become the protagonists.
(In memory of my infinite yearning for that magical world, in memory of the days when I used to read under the desk or in the bed!)
William, an ordinary person, originally thought he would live a plain and uneventful life.
A letter delivered by an owl transported him to a magical world.
Is the protagonist in danger?
William said he didn't have time.
Has Hermione become cunning?
Hmm, and then what?
Dementor Riot?
Now we have the materials!
William never considered himself a freak scientist.
He was just an ordinary, unremarkable scholar.
Gringotts's finest anti-charm specialist, the archaeologist of the wizarding world, Hogwarts' professor of ancient magic, a destroyer of pure-blood supremacy, and Severus Snape's nemesis—
Toby Heimer.
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...
After being devastated by the extremely 'correct' world of Harry Potter, Owen successfully started his second week at Hogwarts.
With his mastery and memory of magic, he is about to enter a new campus life with infinite arrogance.
I'll beat you if you're unhappy! Be reckless when trouble comes.
You have to ask why it is so hard! In a word, I am my grandpa and grandma’s favorite treasure!
(PS: It’s a brand new story, it doesn’t follow the three little ones. I just want to write a story about a ‘happy’ little wizard. If there are any problems, please don’t argue, it’s all the author’s fault.)
Li Hanzhou, a Golden Core Sword Immortal and a transfer student at Hogwarts, was mistaken for a dud from the East who couldn't even ride a broom properly.
Until the troll attacked, he blasted it away with a single finger; in the Quidditch arena, he flew through the air on his sword, so fast that the Golden Snitch threw himself into his arms.
When Voldemort, imbued with the power of resurrection, unleashed the unstoppable Avada Kedavra curse, Li Hanzhou simply pointed his fingers like a sword, slashed through the air, and shattered that desperate green light.
The entire magical world then discovered in horror—
Flying brooms are nothing but inferior magical artifacts. Spell battles are nothing but children's games.
Before my sword, even the so-called invincible Dark Lord is not worthy of making me draw my sword.
It's been N days since I left Er Gouzi, and I miss him.
There's a saying circulating within Hogwarts: "It's better to say Voldemort's name than to mention Voldemort. Otherwise, you'll regret it!"