The shadow cast by two generations of Dark Lords gradually dissipated.

The White Lord (crossed out), the greatest wizard of this century, fantasized about receiving woolen socks in the headmaster's office.

Ryan Wells lived a quiet and leisurely life at Hogwarts.

With some insignificant external help, he was held in deep reverence throughout the wizarding community.

"Master Ryan! Do you have any new prophecies today?" People traveled thousands of miles from all over the world to Hogwarts in the hope of receiving a prophecy.

"Senior Ryan, what should I pay attention to today?" asked the younger students who had been helped.

"Ryan, any new prophecies?" Professor Flitwick cast a levitation spell on himself and patted his favorite student's shoulder affectionately in mid-air.

"Mr. Wells, what are your thoughts on the Ministry of Magic's future work?" asked the Daily Prophet reporter...

"Hello, strange wizard, what is your name?"

"Avada Kedavra."

"Fuck! What are you doing?!"

"...I will call Avada Kedavra, Avada Kendavia."

"...Who gave you this bad name?"

"I heard it's the Department of Mysteries."

"You have a grudge against the Ministry of Magic?"

"No, they don't dare."

"...Then what should I call you? You can't just recite the killing curse when we meet, right?"

"You can call me: the leader of the technological explosion in the wizarding world, the pioneer of Muggle exploration of magic, the ruler of the Hufflepuff kitchen, the ducklord, the younofull..."

[HP fan fiction + no system + slow to warm up + funny and weird + single female protagonist]

Neos lost his soul during the journey through time. He was smart and made a new body for himself. Although it has no soul, it is enough!

———

Dumbledore: What is this?

Neos: A demon, what else can it be?

Dumbledore: Huh?

———

Snape: You must stop using the power of the demon!

Neos: But... we... are wizards...

Snape: What's wrong with wizards?

Neos: Of course wizards have to play with demons. They can't go to angels or people from the church, right?

———

Harry: Neos! Azazel used strange magic on me again!

Neos: Didn't you say you wanted Snape not to target you?

Harry: There's no need to turn me into a girl!

Ron: Yes, just turn Harry into a girl in the potions class.

Hermione: Hurry up! Class is about to start!

———

Azazel: If the sacrifice this time is still a pig's trotter or a pinkie, don't blame me for being passive.

Neos: Here, piglets.

Azazel: Asshole! I've had enough! Why is it always these things?

Half an hour later Azazel: The piglets are delicious.

The orphanage has turned into a blood-soaked monastery.

Diagon Alley has become Devil’s Street.

Hogwarts is now a haunted castle.

The Forbidden Forest? A forest of death.

Ed couldn’t help but feel that this game’s dungeon was seriously messed up.

But hey, it’s just a game. Might as well play it!

Many years later, Ed looked down at the noseless monster before him and declared:

"Standing before you is the Lord of Crows, the Master of Death, the Supreme Protector, the Blade-Bearer of the Lost, the most ruthless Dark Magician in history—

and the legendary alchemist, Ed Moriarty!"

On a sunny afternoon, Kyle finally received the admission notice he had been longing for, and came to Hogwarts, a prestigious school with a thousand years of history.

Here, Kyle has a very fulfilling life. Apart from studying every day, he also uses his spare time to grow a la carte, grow some flowers, or go to the dark underground secret room to give psychological counseling to a small animal that has been abandoned for thousands of years. .

Dumbledore: Kyle is a good boy who is upright, brave, kind and sincere.

Professor McGonagall: The principal is right, Kyle never breaks the school rules.

Snape: Ah yes yes yes...

Quirrell thought so too, but one day, he pushed open the trap door and jumped into a room full of biting kale...

Reporter: "Excuse me, Mr. Green, people from the Ministry of Magic call you the most terrifying, evil, and powerful Dark Lord in history. What do you think?" Green: "These are slanders and slanders against me by the Ministry of Magic. They They are just jealous of my talent." Greene "I advise these officials of the Ministry of Magic to behave themselves, reflect carefully, and not to make such mistakes again in the future, to be clever, ah, uh... The magic world should value peace, practice martial ethics, and not engage in quarrels. ." Reporter: "Mr. Green, why did the Dementor...

[HP fanfiction + single female protagonist + system + snake courtyard + black magic + private settings]

"My name is Tom Riddle. I was born in the Wu Orphanage and I am a wizard."

"I speak Parseltongue well, have a yew wand, phoenix feathers, 13.5 inches, and am in Slytherin."

"My favorite magic is chewing big melons."

"Huh? What did you say? I am Voldemort? Come on, I am so handsome, how could I be that noseless Tom?"

Tom, who traveled through the world of "Harry Potter", entered the wizarding world with the same name as Voldemort and a face that looked like the Dark Lord when he was a child.

Dumbledore: I suddenly feel my eyes are blurry, otherwise how could I dream of going back to 1938.

Lucius: Two masters, I can’t tell them apart. I really can’t tell them apart.

Voldemort: Who am I, where am I, and what shall I do?

Hogwarts: Huh? It turns out the Dark Lord is right next to us!

Tom: I'm really not Voldemort. This is all Noseless Tom's fault.

..........

"Let the magic world surrender to us!"

When Voldemort was madly venting his ambitions on Tom, he was met with a big bite of melon.

"Only losers are Voldemort, and I am Tom Riddle!"

The day he received his notice to Hogwarts, Mike Garrett knew that his dream of becoming a business giant might be dashed.

Then the first step is to escape from Britain, go to the New World, let the business empire rise, and let the Gretel family become strong evidence of British orthodoxy in Ame.

Until Dumbledore, who was smiling, said, "Hello, Mr. McGregor, would you mind chatting with me in a different place?"

——

Mike Grete, holding the expired ticket: "So. Dear principal, when will the ticket to the New World be reimbursed to me?"

PS: Serious OOC warning

"Dumbledore, hasn’t he already graduated? Why is he back at school?"

"Oh, Severus, don’t be so nervous. He’s the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor!"

"Damn it! If I catch him using a cauldron to cook hot pot at school again, I swear I’ll duel him!"

...

"You are the worst class I have ever taught!"

"But, Professor… isn’t this your first class?"

...

"Miss Granger, as the study committee leader, you’ll guide everyone to read by the Black Lake every morning."

"Mr. Potter, as the sports committee leader, after reading, take them for a run around the Black Lake!"

...

"The countdown to the O.W.L. exams is 100 days!"

"Break the cauldrons, sink the boats—fight for full marks on the O.W.L.s!"

Douglas Holmes, a Hufflepuff with an Eastern soul, returns to Hogwarts three years after graduation to apply for a teaching position—

and brings a whole new style to the school.

Darren traveled to the Harry Potter world and became Harry's twin brother.

Just as he was wondering whether he should hide for seven years with this identity, he obtained the Holy Father System.

As long as you play the role of the Holy Father,

you can get the Holy Father Points, which can be used in the mall. "Ding, congratulations on getting Phoenix Carol"

"Ding, congratulations on getting Obscurus."

"Ding, congratulations on getting the Blue Dragon's Reverse Scale"

"..."

With the help of the system, Darren, who played the role of the Holy Father all the way, found that the road to becoming a god was surprisingly easy.