Roger traveled to the world of Harry Potter.

The game started on hellish difficulty; he became the apprentice of an old, powerful, and extremely temperamental dark wizard. Just as he was cautiously serving this unpredictable mentor, he unexpectedly discovered that the bio-computer he had developed in his previous life had also transmigrated with him!

From then on, Roger's magical training began with the three Unforgivable Curses! "Analysis of the Imperius Curse complete." "Begin observing Professor Quirrell."

Years later, when the Daily Prophet was preparing to write a legendary feature on Mr. Roger Lewis, prominent figures in the wizarding world spoke out:

Professor McGonagall (with a serious expression of amazement): "Without a doubt, Mr. Lewis is an unprecedentedly outstanding graduate in the history of Hogwarts." Dumbledore (his wisdom gleaming behind his half-moon spectacles): "I must admit that no one understood the nature of magic better than Roger. Not even the four founders of Hogwarts." Voldemort (in a complex tone): "It is well known that I made indelible contributions to Roger's magical research..."

Rita Skeeter (writing furiously with her quill pen, her eyes gleaming with gossip): "Mr. Riddle, was it the summer before Mr. Lewis enrolled?"

Voldemort (lost in memories): "Sigh...that summer, they invited me to participate in the experiment, though the method was crude...If they had said it was to develop an elixir of immortality, I could have provided tremendous assistance! I wouldn't have needed to go through the trouble of finding the Philosopher's Stone...I still deeply regret missing this opportunity to return sooner!"

The magical barrier shattered under the spell of the cursed spirits! Dumbledore pointed his wand at the white-haired man emerging from the crack: "Are you friend or foe?" Gojo Satoru removed his eyepatch: "Here to rescue people—and incidentally, to have a cross-world brawl."

The "Savior Training Manual," which details a life of leisure before encountering a ruthless killer, lists various activities from cooking, washing floors, and dishwashing to studying, running, and fighting. It emphasizes that persistence leads to proficiency, with occasional bursts of magical knowledge and even the acquisition of magical creature attributes upon leveling up. The manual then addresses the question: "Whose savior spends all day mopping and weeding?! Why is my skill still called 'Weeding' even though I can teleport?! Who wants the golden talent of the Exploding Tail Snail's fart?! Can't I just follow the storyline?!" The manual concludes with: "No! ...Four years later, in the Hogwarts Headmaster's office, Dumbledore unearths long-sealed letters. The manual outlines a training schedule: 5:00-5:30 sprint 10 laps around the neighborhood (youthful energy is amazing!) 5:30-6:00 do a handstand on one finger (what does a handstand on one finger even mean!) 6:20-7:00 weeding...

Chivalry—integrity, loyalty, honesty, keeping one's word, and fearlessness in the face of hardship—Amy is a Hufflepuff student and an insurer for Hogwarts. "Since fate has given me a second chance, why should I indulge in a life of extravagance again?" Amy is determined to teach Voldemort a lesson! The three stages of the insurance industry are all more fascinating than the last.

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.

(The main text has been completed, and the movie-watching extra is being written)

Please don't mind this weird introduction.

After Bai'e and the pioneers offered the "Negative World" fire at the center of the Creation Vortex, his vision went black. When he woke up again, he found that he and his deceased Golden People companions had traveled to a strange world and shrunk to the size of a 10-year-old child!

As for why, just assume it was Aha who did it.

Dumbledore: Savior? Interesting.

Wan Die: Did I say to annihilate Wan Bang Nier Doron? HKS!

Na Ke Xia: Magic↗↘Skills↘!

Bai'e: Harry, why do birds fly?

Harry: ?

Voldemort: Don't come over here!

Xiadie: (smiles slightly)

I, Ares, transmigrated into the "Living Blood Alliance" from Harry Potter, and started out huddling together with six-year-old Tom Riddle in an orphanage for warmth.

[Ding! You have been bound to the Redemption System, nurtured the Dark Lord, and will be rewarded with heaven-defying magic!]

Others may fear and hate him, but I will spoil and love him, transforming him from a gloomy and pitiful little guy into the most handsome and academically brilliant student in the grade!

I used the power of the blood alliance to be his comfort pillow, and used system magic to help him slap the bullies in the face.

He said he wanted to live forever, and I pulled out a soul stabilizer: "Honey, splitting your soul will make you ugly."

He said he wanted power, so I pulled him together to form the precursor to the Death Eaters. I became the behind-the-scenes strategist, and he became the emperor in the spotlight.

Dumbledore sees me as a more dangerous mystery than Tom, and Grindelwald wants to capture me as his heir.

When I pulled out the "Key to Twin Souls," the two legendary fathers' pupils dilated in shock.

Albus Dumbledore: "Child, the color of your eyes..."

Gellert Grindelwald: "The markings on your body are my blood!"

Later, the whole school discovered that a beautiful consultant with heterochromatic eyes always stood beside the aloof Riddle.

He gave up making Horcruxes for me, reformed the Ministry of Magic for me, and turned the headline of the Daily Prophet into our wedding announcement.

#I raised a Dark Lord, but he seems to have developed a love-struck mind#

#Redeeming the villain and getting two powerful fathers as a bonus, this is a huge win#

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[All-star + Popular + Breaks Up Official Pairings + Personalized Settings + Brainless] Orion Malfoy, Draco's younger brother, possesses an angelic face bestowed upon him by Merlin, enough to leave everyone speechless, and a mischievous heart that enjoys watching others rage. A spoiled and unruly boy.

He imagined his daily life at Hogwarts would consist of: using the sweetest smile to carry out the most ingenious pranks, making Longbottom cry with his brother, and enjoying Malfoy-style privileges and luxury.

However, things seem to have taken a bit off track?

Why do some people blush and feel their hearts race instead of getting furious after he plays a prank?

Why did the twin brothers whistle and give him candy after he mocked "poor Weasley"?

Why did his attempt to trip up the savior result in a stammering Christmas gift instead of a glare?

And Professor Snape, with that complicated look in his eyes, was he trying to lock him up or brew him a health potion?

Orion looked at the increasingly bizarre "heartthrob" script, tilted his pretty little head, and revealed a naive yet wicked smile that could make any professor's heart skip a beat: "Oh? This seems... even more interesting?"