"Beside the stream, there stood a leaning willow tree, its gray leaves reflected in the mirrored water. There she wove beautiful wreaths of buttercups, nettles, daisies, and orchids. The rude shepherd boys had given these flowers common names, but our girls called them 'dead man's fingers.' When she tried to hang the wreath on the branch, the shaky branch broke, causing her and the flowers to fall into the weeping stream. Her clothes scattered on the water. For a while, her clothes made her float like a mermaid. At that time, she only hummed. Singing some old poems, it seemed as if she had no regard for her own danger, and as if she had grown up in the water. But this situation could not last forever. When her clothes were soaked by the stream, the poor girl was sucked into the mud amidst the melodious singing..."
——The death of Ophelia, "Hamlet"
This is a Harry Potter fanfic with a female protagonist.
The plot may be different from the original work, but the main story remains unchanged and the ending may also be changed.
The protagonist is Ophelia, who is initially in fourth grade. She has a somewhat taciturn character and is narrated in the first person.
I want to tell the original story by adding some parts of her life that have nothing to do with the story. They may not be as intense as the protagonist, but they are also unique.
She has her own magical journey.