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?"

Many years later, Rita Skeeter, who had become the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet, asked: "When you decided to study at Hogwarts, did you foresee that you would be successful at Hogwarts?"

Mr. Andy Hall, then Minister of Magic, President of the International Confederation of Wizards, Chief Wizard of the Wizengamot, and holder of the Order of Merlin, First Class, replied helplessly: "?"

"At the time I didn't know a single spell, and I didn't even know I was a wizard."

Rita Skeeter: "So how did you learn magic?"

Andy: "You guys didn't [beep]?"

[The setting is quite different from the original work, so those who study the text suggest clicking the cross immediately]

[I just imagine a free and easy life in the magic world, without too much hatred, conspiracy and intrigue (?)]

God of Time Travel: "I'll give you a chance to travel back to 1991."

Jack: “Cool~~~”

God of Crossing: "Give you extraordinary power."

Jack: "Handsome! Handsome! Handsome!"

The God of Time Travel: "How cool!"

Jack: "Then I should be able to be the best and do whatever I want, right?"

God of Transmigration: "Ahem..."

Jack: "Hogwarts acceptance letter? Wizarding world? Magic?"

A smile appeared on his face subconsciously.

"That's even better! Now I can can starfish!"

God of Transmigration: “???????”

Jack: "Wuhu~~~

With the glory of mankind, we will create a starry paradise!

Voldemort, times have changed!

Eat my neutrons and kill me!"

[As a Hufflepuff, it makes sense that I like canning starfish! 】

[How could I, who am obsessed with building a Star Ocean Community, be the Dark Lord? ]

[The history of wizards can only be described with one simple and crude word: failure

Now, I will define success myself! 】

[The era of Muggles has ended, the future of the universe belongs to wizards, this is the dawn of the era of magic! ]

[All great works require sacrifice to be created. Other beings may not understand, but they must obey! ]

[The introduction is pure nonsense. How can there be such an exaggerated plot? Don’t you think so? (Funny)]

[The female lead is tentatively Hermione. If the protagonist becomes a mechanical synthetic human and Kunkun is gone, ah... um... well...]

The story begins. Ian thought he was just a little wizard with a bit of talent and a simple [plug-in]—as long as he worked hard, he could become stronger.

However, as time passed, he began to realize something.

The teachers guiding him in magic were either legendary powerhouses or figures straight out of myths.

*"Standing before you is the noble Apostle of the Maze, the Co-Spokesman of the Old Dead, and the heir personally chosen by the founder of Hogwarts!"*

What? The noseless monster wants to make a move?

He must have never heard of the original spell recorded on my Chocolate Frog’s Famous Wizards Collection Card!

Dumbledore: *"That spell…!"*

Dumbledore’s expression changed as Ian recited *"Call of the Guardian Spirit."*

Silver-white threads surged, intertwining and condensing until a familiar figure appeared, one that a certain professor had spent his entire life drowning in guilt over.

Glock has a tattoo on his head, and he was born as a social person.

When the wizard no longer holds the stick,

When the Muggle points crooked the technology tree.

When the muzzle shines with magic!

The burst of magic replaces the smoke of gunpowder,

The shock of the roar did not diminish in the slightest.

Extraordinary power should never be silent!

Welcome to Hogwarts School of Wizardry and Warfare.

This book is faithful to the original work, without any magic changes——A.K. Rowling

Meka Anders traveled to the world of Hogwarts and activated the golden finger in his mind at the age of 11:

Inherit the knowledge, magic, mental power, and even blood of the dead wizard.

As long as you touch the objects that the deceased entrusted their thoughts to, you can form a dead and confused soul in your mind. He will repeatedly tell his wishes. When you fulfill his wishes, you can randomly obtain his legacy.

---after many years---

The Purple Sweet Potato Spirit comes to Blue Star.

I thought I could be invincible on this planet, but I ended up facing a head-on blow.

A move of magic that made him feel heart-stopping came towards him, an anti-matter bomb that made him feel fatally dangerous broke through the space and fell in front of him, and a spiritual power as vast as the sea rushed into his mind.

Faced with such a scene, the Purple Sweet Potato Spirit was surprised and asked, "What's going on? Didn't it mean that there are no strong people on this planet? How could anyone be able to launch such a powerful attack?"

But as soon as these words came out, the three people who caused these attacks completely broke their defenses!

Malfoy's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, his throat was hoarse, and he trembled: "Is it very strong? If it wasn't to defeat that bastard, I would rather not be so strong!!!"

Tony's face turned pale and his face was distorted as he said, "Do you know what I've been through? You have no idea at all!"

The professor's eyes were closed tightly, his face was full of pain, but he didn't say a word.

Mike looked at the white marble tomb in front of him and stroked the elder wand in his hand. After a while, Mike raised his head expressionlessly and said, "Let's begin!" A group of wizards stood neatly behind Mike. They were all wearing white robes. They all looked excited when they heard Mike's order. He began to release phantom and disappeared into twisted figures. Mike was left standing alone in front of Dumbledore's grave, stroking the elder wand in his hand. "You know, how can a mudblood like me succeed without doing some evil things? All for the greater good."

"The new book "The Lonely Dragon of Hogwarts" has been released! Support is welcome!!!"