[Slow-heat layout flow] + [Growth without system] + [Combination of Eastern and Western world cultivation] + [Do not enter unless you like it]

Ever since he lost his beloved pet Nagini, Mr. Voldemort felt that everything was going wrong for him. Looking at the servants kneeling on the ground and crying, the Great Demon roared in his heart that he would make the bastard who stole his pet pay with his life.

A thief who was flirting with Furong and laughing at Zhang Qiu's disastrous defeat in the Quidditch match yawned repeatedly: "Which bastard cursed me behind my back!"

PS: This article is a general logic article. The protagonist relies on the Eastern practice system to surpass Voldemort. Otherwise, even if Hermione is talented, she will be beaten by the Death Eaters. Through planning and cultivating your own power, you will start to grow in the middle stage and dominate the world in the later stage.

(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."

"..."

Sherlock Forrest, who had just crossed into the world of Harry Potter, did not have a golden finger and did not inherit the memory of the original owner, looked at the Hogwarts letter of appointment in his hand, and pouted.

“Just a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.”

…

A few years later, the Daily Prophet conducted an interview with Harry Potter, one of the ten outstanding talents in the wizarding world of the 21st century.

“When was the happiest day of your life?”

There was an uncontrollable smile on Harry’s face.

“It’s the day after Professor Forrest cursed me that I would be taken away by You-Know-Who tomorrow.”

“Uh…what about the day you least want to go through?”

Harry suddenly turned gloomy.

“Every Christmas.”

“Why is this?”

He covered his face in pain, and even couldn’t help sobbing.

“Woooooo…because on that day, Professor Forrest will wish me a Merry Christmas!”

……

The book is also known as “Please Shut Up, Professor Forrest! “, “On the matter of defeating the Dark Lord, it only takes a certain professor to open his mouth”, “I’m living a life of stealth at Hogwarts, just to live a healthy and happy life”

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ps: no system

ps2: The main line begins in the secret room chapter

ps3: This is a serious and serious professor essay (probably)

[Tarot Divination + Greek Mythology + No Romance + No Heroine + Magic Reform + Custom Settings + OOC + No Conspiracy Theories + Brotherhood & Solidarity]

*"Avada Kedavra!"*

The evil Dark Wizard cast the Unforgivable Curse.

Yet Asher, unfazed by danger, even laughed and taunted:

*"Come on! Kill me if you have the guts!"*

Then, the eerie green light struck Asher’s body—

but the one who dropped dead was the Dark Wizard himself.

*"Heh… Didn’t expect that, huh?*

*There are people under us!"*

Egger Morriss.

Translation: Poisoned eggs.

The amused young man who was seriously ill in bed last life was reborn into the world in the Harry Potter stories in his memory.

For the coming darkness and the strange and unpredictable magical world, Iger is like a wild dog that has been let loose.

Author: Why don’t you follow the plot?

Iger: The plot? Is the plot none of my business? I want to be happy!

Voldemort: You are very talented, I allow you to be my servant!

Iger: That’s not how the valet is charged… My friend, have you heard of Amway?

Voldemort: ? ? ?

Snape: I swear, Mr Morriss, if I find out you’re using a cauldron to cook hot pot again, I can’t guarantee that my wolf’s poison potion will drip into your cauldron if you’re not paying attention.

Iger: Once upon a time, there was a little witch from Muggle, she had a pair of green eyes…

Snape: Don’t challenge my bottom line!

Iger: Don’t challenge my scumbag!

This is an unorthodox magical world, Hogwarts with a clear style of painting, be careful!

Thomas, who was accidentally reborn in Eagle Crossing, supported an entire mafia family at a young age, until the arrival of the admission letter.

The throne falls on Slytherin, Black is always on top!

The gears of fate began to turn.

Gradually, the entire Hogwarts, and even the wizarding world, became weird.

Until several years later, this powerful evil force spread to every corner of the magic world, and a "Godfather" standing at the top of the magic world appeared!

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.

Why did I transmigrate into this guy's body?!

Snap snap snap~

The angry boy raised his hands and slapped himself until his head looked like a pig's.

"Excellent work, reward me!"

A voice echoed in his mind, interrupting the pig-headed boy's chaotic thoughts.

You have received a reward of 666 Galleons from the system.

And in that Diagon Alley, a boy grasped his first magic wand...

"Wow! This thing is interesting!"

[You have received a Wizard Duel Gift Pack as a reward from the System Master]

[Bloodline Awakening: The Knight King's Legacy Technique - Excalibur*1]

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A casual, appreciative system master

A manual left behind by an adventurer who grilled a phoenix.

An ancient secret, its traces erased by time.

When the stone pillar that sealed history crumbled, demons symbolizing destruction emerged from hell.

In Hogwarts, the Knights of Conquest donned ferocious heavy armor and charged straight forward, their feet treading on blood and fire.

This is a not-so-serious, but still very serious, Harry Potter fanfiction.

Welcome to the world of magic!

Browder of the third generation was reborn in the world of Harry Potter.

The legacy of the previous two lives gave Browder a stronger foundation in this life.

But… the water in Harry Potter’s world is really deep!