[HP Fanfiction + Behind-the-scenes Mastermind + Layout]

[The main focus in the early stage is to become stronger and survive, but it is slow to warm up]

[Hide ambition and desire for conquest behind a trustworthy appearance and seemingly sincere words]

Twyle, the most outstanding graduate in Durmstrang's history, came to Hogwarts.

"One day, Muggles will be able to use science to observe magic, to see through our magic, and to construct a mathematical model for every spell.

"What will the wizards do when that day comes?"

"Being caged like a rare animal?"

"still……"

[HP Parent Generation + Child Generation + Daily Life + Taoism and Magic Dual Cultivation]

Lin Long is Lily's cousin. When she was ten years old, she was sent to the Evans family by her parents for refuge.

Growing up with Petunia and Lily, he also met a boy with black hair and black eyes.

But he didn't seem to like himself very much.

Later, they went to Hogwarts to study together.

At the beginning, she was a weakling in magic and could only rely on spells and talents to take Sirius and James to avoid the Death Eaters. Her talents and skills were also noticed by Dumbledore.

In the second year, he began to learn Taoism from Uncle Jiu, and started to practice both magic and Taoism.

But he faced the big boss Voldemort.

In the fifth grade, Snape had a falling out with Lily and also broke off his friendship with Lin Long.

Lin Long returned to China and officially began her path of cultivation.

When he returned to the wizarding world again, it was Harry Potter's first year.

When they met again, he stood in the forbidden forest, watching her drifting away like a mist in the wind, and then he said to himself: Long time no see.

CP Snape

Not a cool story! Not a cool story! Not a cool story!!!

(Note: Not against James! Not against Sirius! Not against Lily! Not against Dumbledore! Not against Snape! Not against everyone!)

"Albus Dumbledore made two great mistakes in his life: one was Tom Riddle, and the other was Jim Lynch." Jim Lynch, the "Mist Hangman," a forbidden legend who hunted hundreds of dark wizards, was locked in the Forbidden Forest by Dumbledore himself. When the savior Harry enrolled in school, he tore open his cage and returned to the wizarding world as a professor. Dumbledore regarded him as a hidden danger, and the Ministry of Magic became his chess game, with death walking with him. When the sky of Hogwarts was set on fire, Lynch stepped out of the fire and smiled elegantly at Voldemort: "Hello, Tom, did you miss me?"

Dumbledore: "Give me a copy of The Quibbler! I feel like ants are crawling on me without a new episode of Dungeons & Dragons!"

Voldemort: "Summoning the Death Eaters can wait, but whoever keeps me from watching the new episode of The Lord of the Rings is waiting to eat the Avatar."

Malfoy: "Vos-lo-da! That's not right. Why can't my dragon roar repel it? Let me study The Quibbler again."

Harry Potter sent out his protest letter for the twenty-third time: "I solemnly protest against The Quibbler's invasion of my privacy. It must have cast a tracking spell on me. Otherwise, how could it know me better than I know myself?"

It all started when Andre traveled through time and space to become the adopted son of the Lovegood family and Luna's brother.

In order to save his family from bankruptcy and upgrade himself, Andre decided to become a great writer in the magic world.

Become a literary giant in the wizarding world, starting with serializing "Harry Potter"!

[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.

Have you ever seen someone learn magic with a rolling pin? Well, today you saw it!

Ollivander: Don't worry, kiddo. This half-finished product may look like a rolling pin, but it can actually roll noodles! Oh no, it's actually a magic wand!

A lightning-struck mahogany wand with a lightning core! Not only is it incredibly powerful, it also comes with cool special effects! Brave youngsters, take it and create miracles!

This is a story about a wealthy man who went to Hogwarts to invent things, a story about a guy who did not play by the rules and led three little ones astray, and a story about a man who single-handedly changed (or brought disaster to) the wizarding world!

The protagonist loves making staffs, loves oriental magic, and loves modifying props! He loves self-destructing magic tools, loves elixirs of immortality, and loves exploring the galaxy even more!

(The magic wand is the main plug-in. It was temporarily restricted in the early stage in order to activate more plug-ins! If you don't like it, please don't criticize. While making inventions, the original plot is interspersed. If you don't like the main storyline of the three little ones, please turn away.)

[Follows the main plot but has its own content + the protagonist has money and ability + loves to invent + single-handedly changes (or harms) the wizarding world + the heroine Ginny + fills in the regrets of the original plot]

Keywords: Harry Potter fanfiction, Hogwarts fanfiction, HP...

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...

It's the new school year. Hermione Granger, who returned to school after summer vacation, welcomed the Muggle Studies class she had been looking forward to. The enlightened Professor Lewynter showed movies in class, but these movies... seemed to be a little wrong.

Azkaban Redemption

Sirius Black: You know some dogs are not meant to be caged, freedom shines in every strand of their fur.

Infernal Affairs

Wormtail: You undercover guys are really interesting, always meeting in the cemetery.

Snape: I'm not like you, I'm honest.

Wormtail: Give me a chance.

Snape: How can I give you a chance?

Wormtail: I had no choice before, now I want to be a good person.

Snape: Okay, tell Mad-Eye and see if he tells you to be a good person.

Wormtail: That means my death.

Snape: Excuse me, I'm from the Order of the Phoenix.

Wormtail: Who would believe that?

Memento

Bertha Jorkins: Someone has been messing with my memory. At first I just forgot the afternoon, then I started to lose track of dates and what I had for breakfast…

I wanted to visit my aunt in Albania before I lost all memory of her, and Mr. Crouch was very considerate in granting me this leave.

Crouch?

I seem to remember something, a great secret.

Danger is approaching.

Now,

who I am?

Where am I?

"Come with me."

"I'll be your teacher before you enter Hogwarts, introducing you to the vibrant wizarding world and all sorts of wizards."

"I'll teach you everything I know: potions, spells, transfiguration, even the Dark Arts."

"And if one day you grow up to be a truly great savior, then point your wand at me."

"Use all the methods I've taught you, use all you have, and kill me!"

"Do you have the guts?"

"Lily Evans and James Potter's son—"

"Harry Pott!"

In a narrow alley drenched in rain,

Severus Snape, with smooth, fresh, non-greasy black hair, holding a black umbrella, reached out his hand to the nine-year-old savior of the wizarding world, who sat on the ground, his face filled with fear and bewilderment.

[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.