Harry Potter: You Call This Bunch of Fragile Witches and Wizards?

Lilith Ottowat is an utterly ordinary fish who loves eating Galleons and is strong enough to lift a giant cauldron. She’s a born-and-bred Gryffindor from Hogwarts. Her classmates: Which part of that is supposed to be ordinary? Lilith: Back home, I’m totally normal, OWO. The four-times-reborn Headmaster Dumbledore, Lilith, a non-native who has transmigrated and been reborn, a world that is gradually merging, a Headmaster whose muscles grow firmer by the day, and Harry Potter, whose entire student life is planned out before he even gets the chance to become The Chosen One. Harry: What’s that flat thing on the floor? Dumbledore: A carpet. Harry: Carpets have noses and eyes??? Lilith: What are you talking about? Voldemort doesn’t even have a nose. As the worlds begin merging, the plot rides a shared bike across the grand stage of the universe for tens of thousands of miles. The World Consciousness, working overtime through the night, scratches its cheek, spreads its hands, and puts on “Let It Go.” World Consciousness: Forget it, I’m slacking off. (And then goes back to working overtime.) Lilith: If you’re going to do the job, then do it properly! When it comes down to it, whose fault is all this anyway?