【Taste buds bloom potion】 [A potion made of moonflower petals, Billy Wigg insect sting stinger juice and fire ash snake eggshells as the main ingredients, which can stimulate the existing flavor to the extreme, and excessive intake will cause convulsions and convulsions all over the body for up to an hour] Luke De Vere is quite satisfied with this pot of potion, and today's eight-eyed giant spider dragon's rest risotto must sell quickly. …… This is the legendary story of being able to see the introduction of everything and eventually becoming a potion master. But the problem now is that Professor Sprout wonders why I can grow herbs 100% alive, Professor Snape wonders why I can make a near-perfect potion, and Professor Trelawney doesn't understand why all my predictions come true...... Every professor wants to communicate with me after class, but I just want to go to the Room to make myself a Thunderbird Storm special. This book is again...

“I’ve gone through a lot of hardships and hardships to sit in the bright classrooms of Hogwarts.”

Anton’s eyes were blurred, as if he recalled something bad.

“So, Dean Snape, how could I go to Forbidden Forest to kill spiders in the middle of the night? This is a groundless accusation!”

Anton grabbed the collar of the magic robe tightly to avoid revealing the blood-stained shirt inside, and said loudly, “I’m innocent!”

Sherlock Forrest, who had just crossed into the world of Harry Potter, did not have a golden finger and did not inherit the memory of the original owner, looked at the Hogwarts letter of appointment in his hand, and pouted.

“Just a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.”

…

A few years later, the Daily Prophet conducted an interview with Harry Potter, one of the ten outstanding talents in the wizarding world of the 21st century.

“When was the happiest day of your life?”

There was an uncontrollable smile on Harry’s face.

“It’s the day after Professor Forrest cursed me that I would be taken away by You-Know-Who tomorrow.”

“Uh…what about the day you least want to go through?”

Harry suddenly turned gloomy.

“Every Christmas.”

“Why is this?”

He covered his face in pain, and even couldn’t help sobbing.

“Woooooo…because on that day, Professor Forrest will wish me a Merry Christmas!”

……

The book is also known as “Please Shut Up, Professor Forrest! “, “On the matter of defeating the Dark Lord, it only takes a certain professor to open his mouth”, “I’m living a life of stealth at Hogwarts, just to live a healthy and happy life”

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ps: no system

ps2: The main line begins in the secret room chapter

ps3: This is a serious and serious professor essay (probably)

Also known as: [Reborn Man Learns Magic in England]

In order to honor his ancestors' magic tricks, a magician in the Dharma-Ending Age is about to perform a large-scale escape trick at the end of the century. However, he accidentally dies in the middle of the trick. When he opens his eyes again, he finds that he has been reborn as a foreigner.

But fortunately, my father's family is still a small farmer. Well, it's not big but it's something. What I couldn't get rid of in my previous life, I can finally get rid of in this life.

As a result, when he was eleven years old, he received a letter sent by an owl.

"I don't know how I ended up in the Snake Hospital. Is this something I can enter?"

"Okay, forget it, let's just give up and destroy it"

In this way, a young man who took playing badly as his creed but unexpectedly mastered the magic of life became the laughing stock of the Snake Courtyard.

A lazy little snake was born at this moment!

As a result, some weird things appeared, and strange things appeared in the "ordinary" Hogwarts, which could also help me practice. Then I started to give up, while pretending to restore the glory of my ancestors, but secretly: I need you to help me practice!

Egger Morriss.

Translation: Poisoned eggs.

The amused young man who was seriously ill in bed last life was reborn into the world in the Harry Potter stories in his memory.

For the coming darkness and the strange and unpredictable magical world, Iger is like a wild dog that has been let loose.

Author: Why don’t you follow the plot?

Iger: The plot? Is the plot none of my business? I want to be happy!

Voldemort: You are very talented, I allow you to be my servant!

Iger: That’s not how the valet is charged… My friend, have you heard of Amway?

Voldemort: ? ? ?

Snape: I swear, Mr Morriss, if I find out you’re using a cauldron to cook hot pot again, I can’t guarantee that my wolf’s poison potion will drip into your cauldron if you’re not paying attention.

Iger: Once upon a time, there was a little witch from Muggle, she had a pair of green eyes…

Snape: Don’t challenge my bottom line!

Iger: Don’t challenge my scumbag!

This is an unorthodox magical world, Hogwarts with a clear style of painting, be careful!

Times Square in 2024 was bustling with activity. Oliver, holding Hermione's hand tightly, weaved through the throng. All around, advertising screens flashed, and street performers captivated passersby.

Suddenly, Hermione stopped dead in her tracks, her gaze riveted by a giant screen. Oliver followed her gaze and saw footage from Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. A familiar scene emerged: Harry's first time entering Hogwarts, the mysterious and majestic castle, and the fantastical opening ceremony.

"Oliver, look!" Hermione's eyes sparkled with excitement, and her voice rose unconsciously, "That's our world!"

Oliver smiled and squeezed her hand gently, "Yeah, I didn't expect to see it here." His thoughts drifted back to his time at Hogwarts, the days of flying on broomsticks, the novelty of learning magic spells in class, and the thrill of adventure with his friends.

People around also noticed the screen. Some stopped to watch, and occasionally a few comments could be heard.

"This movie is a classic, I love it so much." A young man exclaimed.

"That little boy must be Harry Potter. It feels so magical." A little girl held her mother's hand and stared at the screen without blinking.

Hermione listened intently, her face beaming with pride, as if she was showing Oliver her most treasured treasure.

"I really want to go back and take a look," Hermione said softly, her eyes full of nostalgia.

Ye Shu, a good-for-nothing otaku, traveled through time and space, finding himself in a mediocre modern city. With no supernatural powers, let alone superheroes, he expected to live an ordinary life. However, at the age of eleven, his life took a surprising turn. "Attention, freshmen! No student is allowed to enter the Dark Forest. This is for you, Ravenclaw Ye Shu! As a senior, you must not do anything that might lead the freshmen astray!" Dumbledore declared at the freshman welcome dinner. "A cauldron is for brewing potions, not for cooking. Ravenclaw students, especially, do not imitate your senior, Ye Shu!" Snape sternly warned the freshmen during Potions class. "Broomsticks are for riding, not for standing on them and yelling about flying. Do not imitate Ye Shu's absurd behavior!" Madam Hooch declared, broomstick in hand, addressing the freshmen. "What on earth did this senior Ye Shu do that angered everyone?" The freshmen looked at each other in bewilderment.

The blue nine-magatama Rinnegan, with a fat, silly and cute duck god standing next to it.

Until one day, Voldemort and his army of Death Eaters surrounded Hogwarts Castle.

Our little Sith was guarding the castle gate alone.

"Tom Riddle, today you will feel what true despair is!"

"Psyduck, Freeze Ray!"

Poor Bellatrix was frozen into an ice sculpture.

"Senjutsu, Wood Release, True Thousand Hands!"

"Susanoo!"

Chen Hao stood on top of a hundred-meter-high Susanoo Buddha, looking down at the shivering Death Eaters below.

"Are you ready?"

Inside the castle.

Luna: "Sith, you're so handsome!"

Hermione: "Harry, are you sure your cousin is human?"

Ron: "Harry, a new generation of Dark Lord is born, although this guy is a bit flat!"

My dear grandpa is actually a werewolf, the truth behind the Philosopher's Stone, and the back-up man behind the four founders.

None of this prevents Loren from being a bastard, having fun with Seamus, exchanging experiences with the twins, and explaining the weirdness of Quidditch...

This is a story about hanging out at Hogwarts.

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First Transfiguration Lesson

Loren: Look at that cat above, it looks so easy to touch.

Hermione: Heartbeat, in short, it is heartbeat.

five minutes later

Hermione: Loren! ! !

(PS: The three little ones are the same age, they don’t follow the main line of the original work, they don’t have a system, and they try their best not to be OOC.)