[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!
———
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.
"A bag of rice should be carried on several floors, and a bag of rice should be carried on the second floor."
"I give more than one bag of rice, and I want to wash a bag of rice."
"I washed so much mud with a bag of rice! I scolded me for not returning the money!"
Over Hogwarts, Kyle Grindelwald said indifferently:
"There is mud! Who gave you a bag of rice!"
Endless light blooms over Hogwarts.
...
Title of this book:
【Let the magic world feel pain】
【Snape Saves Lily】
[The Silent Legend of Wizard Fight]
This is a Naruto fanboy in Harry Potter skin.
“Happy education is not desirable.”
“As long as it is learning, it must be boring.”
“In the future, they will thank themselves for their hard work now.”
“We will add morning and evening self-study for students in grades three to six, and supervise them to practice mantra recitation and dictate mantra theory every day.”
“Even wizards must ensure that they have qualified physical fitness. Inter-get out of class exercises should be added after the second class every morning.”
“The school holds only one Quidditch competition every year. It’s too simple. We should add track and field games once a year.”
“Barabara…”
“…”
The spiritual leader of the new era wizards, the professional wizard advocates, the founder of the wizarding union, the pioneer of magic civilization, the changer, the destroyer, the sickle bearer, the blood relative of the demon king, the first president of the Hogwarts reorganization student union… Lin En Bellock persuaded Dumbledore with all his heart.
It's the new school year. Hermione Granger, who returned to school after summer vacation, welcomed the Muggle Studies class she had been looking forward to. The enlightened Professor Lewynter showed movies in class, but these movies... seemed to be a little wrong.
Azkaban Redemption
Sirius Black: You know some dogs are not meant to be caged, freedom shines in every strand of their fur.
Infernal Affairs
Wormtail: You undercover guys are really interesting, always meeting in the cemetery.
Snape: I'm not like you, I'm honest.
Wormtail: Give me a chance.
Snape: How can I give you a chance?
Wormtail: I had no choice before, now I want to be a good person.
Snape: Okay, tell Mad-Eye and see if he tells you to be a good person.
Wormtail: That means my death.
Snape: Excuse me, I'm from the Order of the Phoenix.
Wormtail: Who would believe that?
Memento
Bertha Jorkins: Someone has been messing with my memory. At first I just forgot the afternoon, then I started to lose track of dates and what I had for breakfast…
I wanted to visit my aunt in Albania before I lost all memory of her, and Mr. Crouch was very considerate in granting me this leave.
Crouch?
I seem to remember something, a great secret.
Danger is approaching.
Now,
who I am?
Where am I?
"Come with me."
"I'll be your teacher before you enter Hogwarts, introducing you to the vibrant wizarding world and all sorts of wizards."
"I'll teach you everything I know: potions, spells, transfiguration, even the Dark Arts."
"And if one day you grow up to be a truly great savior, then point your wand at me."
"Use all the methods I've taught you, use all you have, and kill me!"
"Do you have the guts?"
"Lily Evans and James Potter's son—"
"Harry Pott!"
In a narrow alley drenched in rain,
Severus Snape, with smooth, fresh, non-greasy black hair, holding a black umbrella, reached out his hand to the nine-year-old savior of the wizarding world, who sat on the ground, his face filled with fear and bewilderment.