Karen, who thought he had traveled to a parallel world, finally found out that he had come to the world of Harry Potter when he was eleven years old.

With eyes that can see through magic, Karen is destined to become a master of the magic world.

Karen has always felt that the most fascinating part of magic is not those earth-shattering spells, but the subtle flow of magic in daily life.

He would rather spend his time reading various magic books in the library or observing the magic background of this thousand-year-old castle.

Many people spend their entire lives trying to find their true talents, but Seamus Finnigan's talent is undeniable. Just imagine, 30 years from now, who could stand up to me, the Demolition Man? Dumbledore? Grindelwald? Voldemort? Even Merlin would have to retreat. ...Ahem, keep a low profile. Keep a low profile.

After traveling to the Harry Potter world, Vaughn awakened the reputation system. As long as his reputation can be widely spread, he can gain reputation points to add points to the magic he has learned and upgrade it. There are also various tasks that reward magic power and even talents. So... the traveler keeps a low profile and pretends to be a pig to eat the tiger? Follow the plot and become a male mother for the iron triangle? Not possible! Hogwarts, the legendary white devil Dumbledore, the fateful entanglement between Harry and Voldemort... These are the best reputation machines. How can you get rich without stirring up trouble and destroying the plot? Harry: "Vaughn should be the savior. He stopped Voldemort from taking the Philosopher's Stone." Lupin: "Wolfsbane Potion, Werewolf Affairs Committee... Damn, it's a heart-pounding feeling!" Cornelius Fudge: "I want to rule the werewolves, I want to recruit Vaughn Weasley... Damn Dumbledore treats him like his own son, no, he protects him like his own father!" Dumbledore: "Vaughn is a magical genius, but what is more dangerous is his thinking. He always reminds me of someone. I must guide him well..." Vaughn spread his hands: "Don't get excited, resisting Voldemort, recruiting werewolves, challenging the Statute of Secrecy and starting a wizard revolution... I just want to gain some fame!"

In 1991, Harry Potter, who was looking forward to campus life, stood on the platform of the Hogwarts Express, accompanied by his parents, godfather, Uncle Remus and a snow-white owl, and hugged and said goodbye to them one by one. The wind blew his bangs aside, revealing his smooth forehead above his green almond-shaped eyes. He just felt that he was the happiest little wizard in the world. The last person to say goodbye to him was his godfather, Sirius Black. "Harry, remember, have fun!" Black squatted down, his grey eyes sparkling, "If anything happens, you know, just look for Uncle Regulus—" This is a story about a game geek who plays "Assassin's Creed" and travels through time to the story of Regulus Black, a relative of Harry Potter. Regulus is responsible for hard work, and others are responsible for happiness! Protagonist: All..

[HP fan fiction + no system + slow to warm up + funny and weird + single female protagonist]

Neos lost his soul during the journey through time. He was smart and made a new body for himself. Although it has no soul, it is enough!

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Dumbledore: What is this?

Neos: A demon, what else can it be?

Dumbledore: Huh?

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Snape: You must stop using the power of the demon!

Neos: But... we... are wizards...

Snape: What's wrong with wizards?

Neos: Of course wizards have to play with demons. They can't go to angels or people from the church, right?

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Harry: Neos! Azazel used strange magic on me again!

Neos: Didn't you say you wanted Snape not to target you?

Harry: There's no need to turn me into a girl!

Ron: Yes, just turn Harry into a girl in the potions class.

Hermione: Hurry up! Class is about to start!

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Azazel: If the sacrifice this time is still a pig's trotter or a pinkie, don't blame me for being passive.

Neos: Here, piglets.

Azazel: Asshole! I've had enough! Why is it always these things?

Half an hour later Azazel: The piglets are delicious.

【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...

"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.