Jiang Wu, carrying the divine soil "Xiran Seed", airborne Hufflepuff.
Mandrake? Hum a Chinese folk song and get hypnotized!
Greenhouse vegetable farming? Cedric came over carrying dragon manure: "Do you need any help?"
Halloween feast? The snail noodle hotpot stinks, but Said pushes away the green mist: "...Can I try it?"
Are you afraid of firearms that can shoot magic? What? You're not scared of those little squirt guns that only shoot "Aguamenti" and take three minutes to reload after one use? Oh, my dear customer, I'm not talking about those children's toys. I'm talking about the new big toys only big kids can use!
Please look this way:
Expelliarmus Colt! Its immense power guarantees equality for all; even Voldemort would drop his wand if hit!
Stupefy Gatling! Three thousand six hundred rounds per breath—no one can stand for more than a second under its firing muzzle!
Confringo Remington! Even Gringotts' vault door can be blown open with a single shot!
(No heroine + tearing umbrella in the rain + original god card + funny and relaxed)
The protagonist begins by fusing the soul of the Grim Reaper and directly robs Dumbledore's Philosopher's Stone! Becoming the Demon King of Hogwarts.
He joined the Nazarene Church, became a professor, trained Draco and Harry, and became Theodore's father.
Create an army of undead and treat Voldemort's remaining soul as a crunchy snack gift pack.
Occasionally, I would get furious with Dumbledore and Grindelwald, and this comfortable life was simply wonderful.
[HP Fanfiction + Imaginative Stories + Lighthearted + Humor] Li Mu, who transmigrated into the Harry Potter world, didn't gain extraordinary magical talent or a prestigious family legacy. Instead, he went from a handsome 1.83-meter-tall young man to Harry Potter's chubby cousin. Before he could even calm down from his impulsive act of banging his head against a wall, the system issued him his first mission: eat the revolver in front of him, then kill the dark wizard who was about to arrive in Little Wheegham, Surrey.
The life of a special wizard in that familiar yet strange world, in which we will become the protagonists.
(In memory of my infinite yearning for that magical world, in memory of the days when I used to read under the desk or in the bed!)
William, an ordinary person, originally thought he would live a plain and uneventful life.
A letter delivered by an owl transported him to a magical world.
Is the protagonist in danger?
William said he didn't have time.
Has Hermione become cunning?
Hmm, and then what?
Dementor Riot?
Now we have the materials!
William never considered himself a freak scientist.
He was just an ordinary, unremarkable scholar.
Xia Huo traveled to a parallel world and obtained the card magician system.
One magic show after another amazed the audience.
"This is definitely a wizard who graduated from Hogwarts!"
"What magician? This is clearly a cultivator from the pre-Qin era!"
"I asked you to perform magic, but I didn't ask you to do it for real."
[Ding, congratulations to the host for breaking through five million popularity points and obtaining the 'Time Stop Magic Card'! ]
"You must have seen the magic trick of stopping the rain in the movies. Now I'm going to do something even more impossible. I'm going to stop the tornado completely."
When the devastating tornado in the desert froze in place, the entire internet was in an uproar!
Main characters: Xia Huo,
Eleven-year-old Arthur, an ordinary boy, decides to earn money to pay for the expensive tuition of a good secondary school. Thus, *Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone* was born... Fudge, in the basement of Whitehall, London, clutches the Muggle children's novel in horror...
After being devastated by the extremely 'correct' world of Harry Potter, Owen successfully started his second week at Hogwarts.
With his mastery and memory of magic, he is about to enter a new campus life with infinite arrogance.
I'll beat you if you're unhappy! Be reckless when trouble comes.
You have to ask why it is so hard! In a word, I am my grandpa and grandma’s favorite treasure!
(PS: It’s a brand new story, it doesn’t follow the three little ones. I just want to write a story about a ‘happy’ little wizard. If there are any problems, please don’t argue, it’s all the author’s fault.)
It's been N days since I left Er Gouzi, and I miss him.
There's a saying circulating within Hogwarts: "It's better to say Voldemort's name than to mention Voldemort. Otherwise, you'll regret it!"