Wentworth Grindelwald, during his lifetime, had many star-studded titles:

The greatest prophet of our time, the successor of the Umrah party, the leader of the secret party, the heir of the Grindelwald family and – the third generation of the Dark Lord!

He filled London with black gauze, and the shamans reappeared in the wizarding world;

He established a secret party at Hogwarts and monopolized the magical talents of an era;

He and the second generation of the Dark Lord duel on the Rhine, nearly half of the Death Eaters fell;

He strolled under the tower of Nurmengard, and his followers greeted Gellert out of the tower;

In the direction of his wand, thousands of believers are marching forward.

Daily Prophet: It’s the worst of times, and he’s leading wizards to destruction!

The Quibbler: It’s the best of times, and he’s leading wizards to a new life!

Wentworth Grindelwald: I’m not! I don’t! Don’t talk nonsense!

Grandpa sells bombs in Knockturn Alley, and my second uncle is locked up in Azkaban!

My parents, aunts, and uncles are all poachers. What am I supposed to do after transferring schools three times?

If I don't work hard, I'll only inherit a castle, thirty thousand acres of land, two shady businesses, and a poaching team from my family. I'll be a complete failure! Nothing at all!

[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."

(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."

"..."

Mike looked at the white marble tomb in front of him and stroked the elder wand in his hand. After a while, Mike raised his head expressionlessly and said, "Let's begin!" A group of wizards stood neatly behind Mike. They were all wearing white robes. They all looked excited when they heard Mike's order. He began to release phantom and disappeared into twisted figures. Mike was left standing alone in front of Dumbledore's grave, stroking the elder wand in his hand. "You know, how can a mudblood like me succeed without doing some evil things? All for the greater good."

"The new book "The Lonely Dragon of Hogwarts" has been released! Support is welcome!!!"

Ye Shu, a good-for-nothing otaku, traveled through time and space, finding himself in a mediocre modern city. With no supernatural powers, let alone superheroes, he expected to live an ordinary life. However, at the age of eleven, his life took a surprising turn. "Attention, freshmen! No student is allowed to enter the Dark Forest. This is for you, Ravenclaw Ye Shu! As a senior, you must not do anything that might lead the freshmen astray!" Dumbledore declared at the freshman welcome dinner. "A cauldron is for brewing potions, not for cooking. Ravenclaw students, especially, do not imitate your senior, Ye Shu!" Snape sternly warned the freshmen during Potions class. "Broomsticks are for riding, not for standing on them and yelling about flying. Do not imitate Ye Shu's absurd behavior!" Madam Hooch declared, broomstick in hand, addressing the freshmen. "What on earth did this senior Ye Shu do that angered everyone?" The freshmen looked at each other in bewilderment.

Times Square in 2024 was bustling with activity. Oliver, holding Hermione's hand tightly, weaved through the throng. All around, advertising screens flashed, and street performers captivated passersby.

Suddenly, Hermione stopped dead in her tracks, her gaze riveted by a giant screen. Oliver followed her gaze and saw footage from Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. A familiar scene emerged: Harry's first time entering Hogwarts, the mysterious and majestic castle, and the fantastical opening ceremony.

"Oliver, look!" Hermione's eyes sparkled with excitement, and her voice rose unconsciously, "That's our world!"

Oliver smiled and squeezed her hand gently, "Yeah, I didn't expect to see it here." His thoughts drifted back to his time at Hogwarts, the days of flying on broomsticks, the novelty of learning magic spells in class, and the thrill of adventure with his friends.

People around also noticed the screen. Some stopped to watch, and occasionally a few comments could be heard.

"This movie is a classic, I love it so much." A young man exclaimed.

"That little boy must be Harry Potter. It feels so magical." A little girl held her mother's hand and stared at the screen without blinking.

Hermione listened intently, her face beaming with pride, as if she was showing Oliver her most treasured treasure.

"I really want to go back and take a look," Hermione said softly, her eyes full of nostalgia.

Low-key development in the early stages, decisive killing in the later stages. Focusing on improving strength, not getting involved in trouble. No parents are dead, no pretense of being humiliated.

The lying young man Zhang Xiaofan was fused into the spirit of the artifact by the artifact that smashed through the dimension, and was reborn in a wizard world.

After awakening, Zhang Xiaofan started as a knight and then practiced the wizard system.

Achieve strength, discover strength; achieve greatness, discover greatness. The world gradually unveils its veil to him, pushing him to discover the truth of the world step by step.

[Daily flow, easy, very talented in magic, from the same class as the Weasley brothers, single female protagonist (original), may be a little worse in the early stage, but will improve in the later stage, so please watch it later]

The newly appointed director, the god who traveled through time, carefully created a car accident. Our hero, after a round of roulette, arrived in the magical world.

Here he met the principal who liked wool socks

The Professor Who Turned into a Cat

A giant bat who loves making potions

Twins who like to play pranks.

Favoring black friends from my own college

Tsundere aristocratic sister

A key keeper who loves Fantastic Beasts

etc. A series of good friends and professors

Learn magic here and live a peaceful life

But some vengeance still needs to be avenged.