Soar into the sky with the giant dragon of the Black Forest;

learn the fairy magic in the Fairy Garden;

meet the goddess of luck at the Fountain of Good Fortune with the brave;

combine the three holy relics into one in the face of the god of death;

in a world where wizards exist, are fairy tales the fantasy of genius or embellished history?

Through the mist of history, across the boundary between this world and the next.

Avalon, please show the truth of the world to the wanderers.

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"My dream used to be to become a best-selling fairy tale writer in the Muggle and wizard worlds."

The reporter from the Daily Prophet raised the microphone, "What about now?"

"I have written my life into a fairy tale that I am most satisfied with... Look, whether it is Muggles or wizards, is there anyone who can refuse my story?"

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

Traveling through the orphanage, with a golden finger for collection, I wanted to be a low-key treasure fiend and achieve the achievement of a winner in life. As a result, I unexpectedly received a letter from an owl, telling you that this is the world of Harry Potter.

[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."

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.

I thought I was a Kryptonian, but I didn't expect that I was actually a magician!

Kerry, wearing a Superman costume, received an envelope with an "H" badge. From that day on, Hogwarts would never be peaceful again.

Because the noble Kryptonian bloodline comes with 90% magic immunity and 99% physical immunity...

Dear Mr. Kerry, please allow me to crown you king!

[Crossing over + becoming a cat + pseudo-antithesis + single CP Hermione + warm daily life]

Original title: "The Secret Black Cat of Hogwarts". The protagonist is not a saint, and the IQ of all the characters is basically online.

The Oriental Black Cat brought mysterious power into Hogwarts. There are so many ghosts in the school, I really want to eat one, the Dementors taste very good, Voldemort is the main meal, there is no escape!

Centaur: The end of the bear, the destroyer of herbs, the nemesis of the eight-eyed giant spider, the ominous darkness...The Mars tonight blinded my eyes.

Draco: He is a true aristocrat! What an elegance!

Simo: shepherd of lost lambs, ferryman of the sea of ​​soul, life mentor, pioneer of art.

Macon: I'm a regular little black cat.

Voldemort: Great! I am beginning to understand everything!

Harry Potter:

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.

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...