"Professor Dumbledore, have you ever seen Hogwarts at four in the morning?" Russell said calmly. "From midnight to six o'clock, get six hours of sleep." "From six to eight o'clock, sweat it out in the Forbidden Forest, including but not limited to wrestling with trolls, practicing riding on unicorns, dodging centaurs' arrows, and so on." "From eight to six, be ready for a full day of study." "From six to ten, study late into the night in the library." "From ten to twelve, practice dueling skills in the Room of Requirement." This is the simple yet fulfilling day of Russell Fishthorne, the King of the Curriculum at Hogwarts.

The shadow cast by two generations of Dark Lords gradually dissipated.

The White Lord (crossed out), the greatest wizard of this century, fantasized about receiving woolen socks in the headmaster's office.

Ryan Wells lived a quiet and leisurely life at Hogwarts.

With some insignificant external help, he was held in deep reverence throughout the wizarding community.

"Master Ryan! Do you have any new prophecies today?" People traveled thousands of miles from all over the world to Hogwarts in the hope of receiving a prophecy.

"Senior Ryan, what should I pay attention to today?" asked the younger students who had been helped.

"Ryan, any new prophecies?" Professor Flitwick cast a levitation spell on himself and patted his favorite student's shoulder affectionately in mid-air.

"Mr. Wells, what are your thoughts on the Ministry of Magic's future work?" asked the Daily Prophet reporter...

[Invincible + Rational + Second Setting + Nanny + The original plot has been changed, please watch with caution]

Many years later, Harry Potter, who was hailed as the greatest white wizard of this century after Dumbledore, was interviewed by a reporter.

"Mr. Potter, is the person you respect most Headmaster Dumbledore?"

Harry shook his head.

"Is that Professor Snape?"

Harry still shook his head and said softly, "From beginning to end, there is only one person I respect, and that is my teacher - Al Yaxley."

What’s at Hogwarts in 1991?

Harry Potter? The Philosopher’s Stone? The Golden Trio?

Or the Three-Headed Dog, Devil’s Snare, Troll…

More likely there’s Bat-like Snape, Bumblebee Dumbledore, Two-faced Quirrell, Serpentine-faced Voldemort…

And from then on, things will only get worse year by year…

“If I could choose, couldn’t I move forward another 20 years?”

Albert cried in vain and reluctantly fought his way forward, through a path full of pitfalls, in 1991’s Hogwarts.

Luo Bin traveled to the magical world of the West and obtained the golden finger - the Magical Animal Cultivation Cube!

As long as the magical creatures are defeated, they can be collected into the Rubik's Cube. Their magical attributes and combat effectiveness can also be improved through a series of feeding and cultivation.

Nagini's venom is too toxic and can only make the wound bleed?

Are garden gnomes so incompetent that they only dig holes in the ground and chew roots?

The mermaid in the Black Lake is ugly and can only lure people into drowning by singing?

The Whomping Willow's roots are deep in the ground, so it's only suitable for close attacks?

The Hungarian Horntail Fire Dragon is huge in size and has limited sight. Can't fight in close combat?

...

When the second-generation Dark Lord led his men to attack, they were shocked to find that Hogwarts had become a base camp for magical animals.

Then, he and his men were beaten so hard by the mutated creatures that they couldn't even find Bei!

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!

(It won’t have any impact if you don’t know about Warcraft or haven’t read Harry Potter. The Warcraft part is just background and barrier-free reading.)

After defeating the Burning Legion, the Prophet Harry returned to the year when he was eleven years old.

The sudden appearance of wizards and alternative magical powers made Harry finally understand where the magic in his body came from that even the mages in Dalaran could not figure out.

Shaman prophet?

Or a wizard?

For Harry, there is actually no difference between the two. The hammer and shield are still his weapons to protect the world - maybe now he needs to add a wand.

Also, I can indeed summon the spirits of my ancestors, but why does the Hogwarts Potions Professor always want to ask my mother's spirit something?

The following conversation is excerpted from the Daily Prophet's exclusive interview with Harry Potter, the greatest wizard of the 21st century, the defeater of two generations of Dark Lords, the founder of prophetic magic and soul magic... and the founder of the modern elemental magic system:

"...What made you stand up at a young age and resolutely take on the responsibility of the entire British wizarding world?"

"I couldn't help it."

"What do you mean?"

"I couldn't help but beat them up."

"..."

[HP Fanfiction + No Female Protagonist + Intelligence Flow + Early Behind-the-Scenes Development]

I woke up as Lysander Verrone of St. Waldemar's Orphanage.

An acceptance letter from Hogwarts? Great.

An ebony dragon heartstring wand? Not bad.

The Sorting Hat said I have Gryffindor courage burning within me? OK.

But why can I "see" things that others cannot see?

The restless dark vortex on Harry's forehead, the sticky parasitic black light on the back of Quirrell's head, the halo of holiness and curse intertwined in the unicorn's blood... and the suffocatingly huge magic field around the Philosopher's Stone!

Did Voldemort think that no one would know he was hiding under Quirrell's turban?

Is the protection level of the Philosopher's Stone perfect?

Snape's hatred was without reason?

In front of my eyes that can see through the source of magic, all secrets are exposed.

From creating his own invisibility spell to avoid the Marauder's Map, to analyzing the magical structure of the three-headed dog to resist the Killing Curse...

I quietly made arrangements behind the scenes and had a clear view of everything.

Dumbledore: This child always appears at the critical place and always gives a reasonable explanation.

Snape: ...his method of brewing potions has a disturbingly perfect insight, but unfortunately he is a stupid lion.

Harry: Lysander seems to know everything, he's practically superhuman.

When everyone was still doubting Snape or Quirrell,

I had already set my sights on the twisted black shadow behind Quirrell's head.

"Don't worry, Professor Voldemort..."

"For your resurrection ceremony, I will prepare a 'surprise' gift for you."

Rey wakes up from a coma and travels to Faerun, becoming a remnant of the Netheril nobles. Fortunately, he has the cheat code [Simulator of the Universe].

The Dawn Catastrophe is not far away, the extinction of the family is complicated and confusing, and the turbulent times will never come back. Rey simulates and projects the universe, takes the universe as the foundation, takes the arcane as his profession, absorbs knowledge, and becomes the new God of Gods. Enter the infinite multiverse virtual sea to stir up the wind and clouds and achieve the highest.

The first copy: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft (a small amount) + Pirates of the Caribbean: completed;

the second copy: Demon Hunter (Wizard): completed;

the third copy: Middle-earth: completed;

the fourth copy: World of Warcraft: completed.

The plot is bland in the early stage, the rhythm is slow, and this is my first post, please forgive me...

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?"