The story of how I didn't want to take action at first, but I did it, is just some assumptions about HP. As a HP fan, I traveled through time, but I couldn't reach the V Palace before school, and I couldn't meet the professor or godfather later... Find a job, and in the era of the rule of the Dark Duke, the most important thing is that she is not a passerby with no name, and she still can't be beautiful, neither beautiful nor lovable...
Yes, what she has is the pair of blood-red nail polish in front of people, holding a crocodile leather bag in one hand, and commanding a quill that can write automatically with the other hand; yes, she is the beetle that has been buzzing and flying, and her name is: Rita Skeeter...
An ordinary yet extraordinary little time travel...