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.

[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:

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...

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."

[Daily flow, easy, very talented in magic, from the same class as the Weasley brothers, single female protagonist (original), may be a little worse in the early stage, but will improve in the later stage, so please watch it later]

The newly appointed director, the god who traveled through time, carefully created a car accident. Our hero, after a round of roulette, arrived in the magical world.

Here he met the principal who liked wool socks

The Professor Who Turned into a Cat

A giant bat who loves making potions

Twins who like to play pranks.

Favoring black friends from my own college

Tsundere aristocratic sister

A key keeper who loves Fantastic Beasts

etc. A series of good friends and professors

Learn magic here and live a peaceful life

But some vengeance still needs to be avenged.

Hema has always been curious about the magical world, but he doesn’t want to get in touch too much.

After all, it was compared with the old man with a white beard who was wise enough to cheat him, compared to a strange shack with no nose.

He even wants to be a salted fish for the Three Goods (good eating, sleeping, and playing).

“Hema, where is your owl?”

“Be eaten next door… what’s the matter with you?”

“Dumbledore is here, waiting for you downstairs?”

“Um…ok…huh?!”

John Shafiq, son of a nun.

As a special wizard who can devour magic power.

From the day he gained power, he knew that the world was full of greed and malice towards him.

For him, Hogwarts was the only refuge in this world.

But the fledglings always have a time to spread their wings.

Even a dormant dragon will eventually rise from the abyss.

When that day comes, what will the appearance of the dragon leaping out of the deep pool be?

[Voldemort, why does your magic taste so bad? ]

PS: The protagonist is a human, not a dragon. Dragon is just a title.

Sylby Krios's childhood was filled with cold metal and endless criticism. He always wanted to escape from this home. After secretly learning the family craft, he finally received a letter to Hogwarts.

"The Days of Child Labor in the Wizarding World"

“It’s not some animal translator.”

"My roommate is the future Dark Lord"

"Magic wands know not to do things they don't like."

"The thing that is wrong with cutting is definitely not the cake"

"Is it wrong for workers to be saviors?"

[Growth flow, Badger House, single female lead, Harry's class, original derivative plot]

"When others travel through time, they see the system and the old man in their minds, but why is it that when I see it, it's just ice cream?"

When wizards in "Harry Potter" cast magic, emotions are of paramount importance, and can even be said to be the foundation of magic.

So, what kind of journey will a pure soul with a spirit of sacrifice in another world embark on when paired with ice cream that symbolizes happiness and joy?

Where will the pure-blooded nobility go? Will tragedy repeat itself? Will our victory still be a "lose-lose" victory?

When "Harry Potter" truly becomes a grand world, then are the enemies and crises really only hidden within us?

Following the aroma of ice cream, we headed to Hogwarts in 1991 to find out

The life of a special wizard in that familiar yet strange world, in which we will become the protagonists.

(In memory of my infinite yearning for that magical world, in memory of the days when I used to read under the desk or in the bed!)