I, a certain K, have itchy hands and an obsession related to the age of eleven that I can never fulfill. Therefore, today, nineteen years later, I want to tell you a story about a cute little pureblood who grew up in the Muggle world and who, perhaps in a certain time and space, accidentally fulfilled my wish. Step by step, he took on a little dragon and became the overlord of a generation... Bah bah bah... And became a goddess.
The heroine is a direct descendant of Slytherin, a magical novice who has been living in the Muggle world without knowing anyone. Hmm... It's better to be a time-travel heroine who knows the plot...
Anyway, those who deserve to live will live, and those who deserve to die will never be tolerated...
Please be prepared for the original work to be completely different...
Finally, I am really just because today happens to be the 19th anniversary of HP, which is the day at the end of the movie when all the wonderful little brothers and sisters sent their children to Hogwarts, the best magic school in the world, for the first time. On this new day, I hope it can bring you the best memories.
PS: I am still writing the moving maze at the moment, and I will probably update it when I finish it, so please forgive me...