[Growth flow, Badger House, single female lead, Harry's class, original derivative plot]

"When others travel through time, they see the system and the old man in their minds, but why is it that when I see it, it's just ice cream?"

When wizards in "Harry Potter" cast magic, emotions are of paramount importance, and can even be said to be the foundation of magic.

So, what kind of journey will a pure soul with a spirit of sacrifice in another world embark on when paired with ice cream that symbolizes happiness and joy?

Where will the pure-blooded nobility go? Will tragedy repeat itself? Will our victory still be a "lose-lose" victory?

When "Harry Potter" truly becomes a grand world, then are the enemies and crises really only hidden within us?

Following the aroma of ice cream, we headed to Hogwarts in 1991 to find out

On Halloween night, October 31, 1981, the Dark Lord, a mysterious figure whose name cannot be told, was defeated in Godric's Hollow, and Voldemort's power was temporarily dismantled.

But the scars of the Wizarding War were difficult to heal, and the tragic deaths of many wizards also led to the birth of many orphans, the most famous of whom was Harry Potter. In addition to Harry, many others also lost their parents, such as Molly Weasley's two-year-old nephew and the cousin of the future trio Ron Weasley - William Wordsworth Frey Osiris Scamander Prewett

[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."

Sylby Krios's childhood was filled with cold metal and endless criticism. He always wanted to escape from this home. After secretly learning the family craft, he finally received a letter to Hogwarts.

"The Days of Child Labor in the Wizarding World"

“It’s not some animal translator.”

"My roommate is the future Dark Lord"

"Magic wands know not to do things they don't like."

"The thing that is wrong with cutting is definitely not the cake"

"Is it wrong for workers to be saviors?"

[Harry Potter Fanfiction + Magic + Wizards + Bloodline]

Centuries ago, the magical prince Merlin and King Arthur left their heritage and legacy, which included the most important dragon bloodline.

London, 1968.

9-year-old Magnus was lost on the street, but was unexpectedly chosen...

Dumbledore personally invited him to Hogwarts.

Become classmates of James Potter, Sirius and Snape.

What kind of sparks will they create?

When Voldemort strikes, what will Magnus do?

…

ps: If you like HP fan fiction, don’t miss it. It is updated steadily, so stay tuned.

(Luna started school a year early)

Reborn in the HP world, Ethan White possesses a special ability.

Received acceptance letter → [Magic Resistance +1]

Touch the Old Ghost → [Spirit +1]

Touch Peeves...

A few years later

Harry: "Ethan is our best friend. If it weren't for him, we wouldn't have been able to pass Snape's exam."

Ron: "Harry's right!"

Hermione Granger: Actually, I don't know much about him, but I've recently been wondering whether he prefers house-elves or magical creatures in the wild.

Minerva McGonagall: "He is incredibly gifted, brave and upright, and I'm so glad I had him here.

Snape: I hate him.

Voldemort returned from his adventure: "No! Ethan White is the most evil being! I must see Dumbledore immediately! Dumbledore! I am Tom!"

Ethan White himself: "I personally strongly protest against Mr. Tom Riddle's accusations. In fact, I have always wanted to find him to clarify some misunderstandings. Unfortunately, Mr. Tom has always avoided me... By the way, where did you see him just now?"

When he was 11 years old, Ezio did not receive an owl email, but instead received the news of his adoptive father Giovanni's death.

Because of a small misunderstanding, Snape, who came to recruit students, was almost killed.

"He shouldn't have been at Hogwarts!" Snape roared at Dumbledore after returning to school. "You're going to regret this, Dumbledore!"

The Sorting Hat said: "I told you he was talented. It was very kind of him not to commit mass murder, Dumbledore."

"Shut up!" After personally experiencing the pure murderous will of the Million Corpses, Dumbledore rarely lost his temper, pointing at an old hat, "Ezio is an upright child."

HP Main Story (Ended) → Naruto (Ended) → HP Second Creation Dragon Shadow (Ended) → Dragon Clan (In Progress)

If you don't like the world, you can skip it directly. The summary at the end of the volume records your gains and growth, which will not affect your subsequent viewing.

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.

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.

The story features only one female protagonist, Hermione, with a slow romance and a few minor quirks, and a lot of private plotting. Years later, facing the outstretched hand, this familiar scene reminded Abel Weasley of the night he rode his dragon out of Gringotts. Abel still vividly remembered the socially anxious old man he had known for only one day. He had given him the ability to use magic, and his dreams. Looking at the people around him, Abel recalled many people, and the words Dumbledore had said to him that night: "Abel, many years from now, will you regret picking up that wand?" Abel still remembered his own answer. Glancing at the crowd one last time, he grasped the hand's wrist. "My story ends here. Please continue on for us."