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!

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.

On this day, the first-year Hogwarts freshman, the young savior Harry Potter, learned that a fifth-grade transfer student came to his college. He asked curiously: "Mr. Linde, where did you study magic before you transferred?"

Linde smiled slightly after hearing this, "I was the chief mage in Winterhold in the first grade, studied pyroxene magic at Rhea Lucaria College in the second grade, and conducted actual combat training in Middle-earth in the third grade. Years went to Candlekeep to build their mage tower at Baldur's Gate."

"That sounds incredible, so what are your plans for this year?"

"If you want to build a floating city, you have to set up your own secret religion. Maybe you can solve a little trouble for Professor Dumbledore by the way? For example, a certain Parseltongue is not very friendly."

Traveling through the sky, Harry Potter, The Elder Scrolls, Elden's Ring, The Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit, Baldur's Gate, Esoteric Cult Simulator...

[Snake Court] + [Samurai Zero] + [Multiple Heroines] + [Rise of Muggles] + [Power] + [HP Natives]

Daud Wick, who has lost his memory, thought he could become the best killer in the world with his time ability, but one day he entered the magic school Hogwarts, and thought being a wizard killer would be a good idea.

But time is determined by fate and is not in our control. The twists and turns of fate are far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

First-year Nicolas Flamel wants to sign an unbreakable vow with him, and Grindelwald wants him to inherit the Saint

The organization I worked for before the second year directly sent people to break into Hogwarts and finally escaped unscathed.

In the third year, a behemoth that swept the world surfaced and declared war on the entire wizarding world.

What will happen in the future?

"The road to destruction is shorter than you can imagine"

So said the third generation Dark Lord of Britain, Dowd Wick.

(The first grade will probably stick to the original novel, but starting from the second grade, the plot will be original and completely subvert the original novel)

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!

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."

van, who traveled through time and space and became a descendant of Merlin: Do you know how many secrets there are in the magic world? Why can ancient runes be engraved on magic wands? Why can it enhance magic power? What is its connection with modern magic runes? Is the boundary between life and death behind the curtain of the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic? Is there a secret left in its time hall that can turn back time with a time converter? Why does prophecy magic need to contact celestial bodies, why can Merlin understand the language of all animals, and why is the magic of love so powerful? Knowledge is infinite, but my life is limited! I will never allow anyone to prevent me from exploring secrets! I'm talking about you, the noseless monster! You are a mediocre person who only knows soul magic and black magic! This book is also known as: "Hogwarts: Merlin? Why do you call me ancestor?" "Hogwarts: Voldemort? He knows nothing...