On a sunny afternoon, Kyle finally received the admission notice he had been longing for, and came to Hogwarts, a prestigious school with a thousand years of history.

Here, Kyle has a very fulfilling life. Apart from studying every day, he also uses his spare time to grow a la carte, grow some flowers, or go to the dark underground secret room to give psychological counseling to a small animal that has been abandoned for thousands of years. .

Dumbledore: Kyle is a good boy who is upright, brave, kind and sincere.

Professor McGonagall: The principal is right, Kyle never breaks the school rules.

Snape: Ah yes yes yes...

Quirrell thought so too, but one day, he pushed open the trap door and jumped into a room full of biting kale...

[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!"

Dylan: "Voldemort, I just mastered the highest level of Unforgivable Curses. Please believe me, I am really a good kid. Just look at what I did in school!"

Professor McGonagall: "You mean the one where you defeated an entire gathering of Death Eaters with a hundred dementors a second, and the one where you were able to hang out with a bunch of Dementors and control them at will?"

Dylan: "No, I mean, there's not a single book in the library that I haven't read! I have full marks in all my courses, including magic! Even Voldemort was defeated by me using the Unforgivable Curses."

Professor McGonagall: "Yes, that's right. That group of cultists even want to nominate you as the new Dark Lord!"

Dylan: "Oh my god, professor, isn't this easy to solve? I can kill all these Death Eaters with an Avatar, and no one will want me to be the Dark Lord!"

Dementors are evil magical creatures that have no facial features and can only distinguish living people by smell and the emotions floating in the air.

Wherever they go, all happiness will disappear, leaving only the deepest fear in people's hearts.

Legend has it that under the hood of the Dementor there is a face that can devour souls...

"That's the theory."

Cohen Norton did not deny this.

"But this doesn't affect my desire to be a good person. No, it's weird."

As he said that, Cohen licked the lollipop in his hand and turned a blind eye to the child next to him who was crying because the candy Cohen's brother gave him suddenly disappeared.

[Ding! Goodwill value +1, sin value +1]

[Note: Giving candy first and then snatching it is immoral and you will be condemned by your conscience]

(This is a story about a funny person who travels through time to the magical world, becomes a subject of some evil black magic experiment and grows up positively and healthily - just listen to it seriously)

- The following is an incomplete introduction -

"What is this, Tom Riddle's diary? There's a soul in it, take a sip."

"What is this, Slytherin's locket? Pry it open and take a sip like an oyster."

"What is this, Hufflepuff's cup? Add some milk tea and take a sip."

...

"What is this, Harry Potter? You smell good, bro, sip--"

"Cohen, don't come over here!"

This book will introduce: the son of a Squib, a pure-blood misfit, a master of inner sarcasm, Hogwarts’ duel maniac, the boxing champion of the wizarding world—Sean Bulstrode and his never-ending daily duels.

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.)

[Single female protagonist Hermione + mainly based on the movie plot, later plot changes + system]

Kevin traveled to the world of Harry Potter and grew up in an orphanage without ever coming into contact with magic. It was not until he was 11 years old that he finally received the admission letter to Hogwarts.

Reborn, he just wants to enjoy this magical journey, but as time goes by, he can't help but get caught up in it...

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Snape: Kevin? Humph! Just a cocky brat with a bit of talent.

Dumbledore: Kevin is such a good boy who would go to great lengths to help his friends.

Voldemort: Kevin, this unethical and despicable villain! He has attacked me with a crowbar every time I die!

Dumbledore quickly grabbed Orion who was about to cast a spell.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Alas~ It's not appropriate to do this in broad daylight. Fiendfyre is a powerful dark magic and can't be used carelessly!"

Orion nodded and said, "I understand, Principal. We can let him go if we carry some people on our backs, right?"

[Single Female Lead], [Le Ziwen]

A time traveler who was sent into another world by a dump truck, with an unreliable grocery store system.

While eating barbecue and humming a song in his small home in the valley, the old man with a crooked nose suddenly put a wizard hat on him and said that he wanted to start school early.

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)