【Harry Potter fanfiction + no System + some Hogwarts Legacy content + Eastern magic + coming-of-age】To be clear, Eastern magic here is not the same thing as the spells used in cultivation.
Ming Lanhua was peacefully studying ahead for the subjects he would take in middle school, until the sudden arrival of a cat-headed figure disrupted his quiet life. Only then did he learn that his family was an ancient magical clan. What he didn't know was that he would soon become entangled in a conspiracy spanning more than a hundred years.
The Ravenclaws: We have no idea how he manages to finish his homework and earn such outstanding grades while also receiving extra lessons from several professors.
The Hufflepuffs: Kind, caring, friendly. He's a wonderful student from another house.
The Gryffindors: Fascinating. He can be so brave when facing a troll.
The Slytherins: Why didn't he join our house when he cares so much about his family?
Years later, when his students ask how he became so powerful and clever, he simply replies, “The point of magic isn't to become stronger. It's to protect.”
