While at Hogwarts, I awakened the Middle-earth Survival System, but something about the system was a bit off… [You received your Hogwarts acceptance letter—Main Quest: The Fellowship of the Ring!] [You didn't go to Gryffindor, but instead joined the Hufflepuffs, a bunch of gluttons—Reward: Hobbit Racial Talents (Stealth + Gluttony)!] [You refused Malfoy's handshake—Reward: Strength +1 (That's how you deal with fallen elves!)] [You wielded your wand powerfully—Reward: Two-handed Sword Strike (Magicians should have some Strength)!] The system actually thought I was in Middle-earth from Lord of the Rings?! …Years later. Voldemort led his army of Death Eaters to attack Hogwarts. Before the Dark Lord could even finish reciting Avada Kedavra, Rowe Baggins was already in front of him, wielding Narsir, and with a backhand…

A letter from Grandpa arrived from afar, saying there was a farm for me to inherit. So Matthew went and started planting parsnip. But what's with this owl? Hogwarts? Ah, of course, of course, I love Hogwarts' greenhouses! I'm a peaceful farming enthusiast! But, Mr. Voldemort, why are you stepping on my land?