In London in the 1990s, Harry was thrown into the garden of No. 13 Privet Drive by his cousin.

In fear, he saw the evil wizard who was rumored in the neighborhood to do all kinds of evil.

"Kid, do you know how precious the Moon Spirit Flower is?"

"From today on, use your life to atone for your sins."

As a result, Harry was forced to sign an unequal labor contract.

But gradually, he discovered that the wizard was not that scary. He had a cat head formed by a curse. There was Lucifer, a talking stove, and a broom that automatically swept the floor.

What’s more, the cabin looks like it’s just a two-story building, but it’s actually a huge moving castle! !

A year later, in the winter at Hogwarts, when Professor McGonagall was collecting Christmas homecoming forms, Harry resolutely submitted the application.

"I, Harry Potter, am going home for the holidays!"

Upon opening his eyes, Sean found himself a member of Hollisey's Orphanage. Despite a somewhat bleak start, the magical world he had never imagined was opening its doors to him. Even more delightful, local specialties arrived along with him. "I, Sean, have come this far entirely through my own hard work! Proficiency panel, add points!" From a [Spells Novice] who had just learned the Luminescence Charm to a [White Lord] who had mastered all spells; from a [Transfiguration Apprentice] who could transform matches to a [Magical Legend] who could alter the properties of matter; from a [Potions Novice] who could barely brew a scabies potion to a [Master of the Crucible] who had created an entire potion system. His magical achievements were as numerous as the stars: Transfiguration, potions, spells, the Dark Arts, prophecies, magical creatures, alchemy, astronomy... His life was celebrated by many: Dumbledore, Grindelwald, Scamander... Oh, let's interview the dying Mr. Voldemort; he seems to have something to say. The Dark Lord was kicked to death: "No one told me that there was a White Lord hiding in Hogwarts!" This book is also known as: "A Certain Liver Emperor's Hogwarts", "A Liver Legend of Magic", "Hogwarts: Sorry, I Just Want to Learn"

"Professor Dumbledore, have you ever seen Hogwarts at four in the morning?" Russell said calmly. "From midnight to six o'clock, get six hours of sleep." "From six to eight o'clock, sweat it out in the Forbidden Forest, including but not limited to wrestling with trolls, practicing riding on unicorns, dodging centaurs' arrows, and so on." "From eight to six, be ready for a full day of study." "From six to ten, study late into the night in the library." "From ten to twelve, practice dueling skills in the Room of Requirement." This is the simple yet fulfilling day of Russell Fishthorne, the King of the Curriculum at Hogwarts.

[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."

★★★The new book "Hogwarts' Vampire Count Professor" has been released! ! ! ★★★Notes before reading this work: [The main plot is in the HP world, with very few Marvel plots] [The timeline is during the Grindelwald era, without the three little ones] [The protagonist is a kind camp, with a non-traditional Snake House personality] [It is not an invincible flow or a routine cool story, but tends to be growth-oriented and group portrait] [The plot is in the later part of the book, and Voldemort is not the final boss] "Voldemort, I'm here to negotiate!" Sivan, wearing a cloak, held the Ring of Raggadoor in his left hand, and placed his wand on Voldemort's brow with his right hand, with a warm smile on his face. "...What kind of negotiation is this!!" The whole body was broken

Burning souls, casting forbidden spells. "Black Emperor" Klein Grindelwald successfully traveled through time and started his third life. This time, he wants to shut up all doubts and prejudices and ascend to the highest Mithril Throne in the magic world in another way! "Knowledge is the eternal pursuit, and power is just a by-product in the process of seeking truth." "Magic is neither good nor bad, neither black nor white.

[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 setting respects the original work, with appropriate inferences and expansions, no CP breakup, no female lead, no system, no lowering of intelligence, and not a cool article; a daily growth article that studies magic! (If you think daily writing is watery, if you think studying magic is boring, or if you want to read pretentious and face-slapping writing, then don’t waste your time!) An oriental boy was abandoned in a British orphanage in the 1980s and 1990s, but he was not depressed, because the soul inside him was an adult from the Blue Planet. He knew that he was special, not only because of his identity as a time traveler, but also because of his super powers.

...

In the magic world a thousand years ago, he traveled with four teachers for seven years. Ryan found himself back in 1991, back to the orphanage he was familiar with. After three days. He saw a pure white owl flying towards him with a Hogwarts admission letter in its beak. So Ryan knew that he would return to the Hogwarts that was familiar yet unfamiliar to him. "Mr. Ryan Elias." "Dumbledore called you the most outstanding graduate in the history of Hogwarts, the Dark Lord regarded you as his greatest enemy, and the dark wizards called you a wizard destined to be great. For these titles..." "Of course." Ryan answered calmly with the answer that should be given. "I approve of it all." Be it potions, duels, spells, alchemy, the dark arts, or even cooking and pranks. "Of course I will always be the best." Because he...

He was at Hogwarts, and had just become a Half-Blood Prince.

[Parent-generation; multiple female protagonists; no system]

…

In 1976, 16-year-old Severus Snape welcomed a new life.

That year, Voldemort had not yet split his soul into seven pieces.

That year, Nagini was still hiding in the forests of Albania.

That year, Pandora was still doing wonderful experiments at Hogwarts.

That year, Ms. Rosmerta was in her prime and very graceful.

That year, Snape decided to experience this wonderful world.