The heroine is an all-purpose type. There are no romance or character-development plots. There are various emotional storylines, but no romance, and no CP.
Part One: The First Year of Staying Away from the Plot
Shirley Faith, age unknown, real name unknown, appeared in London in 1991. She calls herself a time traveler, a collector of game items, and someone with a rather unusual sense of morality. She has an almost abnormal love for Hogwarts, the school of magic. Is she merely a traveler passing through, or will she have an impact on this place?
Part Two: The Half-Blood Wizards of Slytherin
Tom Riddle and Severus Snape: the two most quintessential Slytherins, the two most quintessential half-blood wizards of Slytherin. Where did their sins truly come from? And what was the source of their hatred? Is the animosity between Slytherin and Gryffindor truly irreconcilable? Will there never again come a time when Slytherin can declare, "I am part of Hogwarts"?
Part Three: The Rebels of the Black and Weasley Families
Wizards or Muggles, whether they attend the same school or belong to the same family, children can still have very different personalities. A dragon can have nine sons, each one different. Wizards, too, have all kinds of personalities and can take all kinds of paths. Sirius, who hates the Blacks, and Percy, who feels little kinship with his own family: are they destined to become estranged from their loved ones?
Part Four: Friendship and Love Between Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff
Part Five: Whose Friendship Will Drift Away Like Gryffindor and Slytherin?
Part Six: Like a lion running across the grasslands, like an eagle soaring through the sky, like a badger lurking in the woods, like a snake resting in the branches
We're doing a thorough housecleaning, so I don't have time to update for now. Please wait a little while.
Even with the pitfalls it's still a great piece of work, thank you.
Ah, why is there no more? It hurts my heart.
Damn, this is already your second Olympics after a break. Where have you been? ORZ
Come check in and expect a miracle to happen. Author, will you come back?
This kind of irresponsible interruption by the author really makes me very depressed. . Are you cleaning the ruins? It's been a year. .
Kao, you are actually trapped here? It's actually trapped here! Well, what I mean is that the pit is wrong wherever you go. Lily, where have you been? In resentment...
The pit is deep. Put your hand in front of your eyes and you can see a little glimmer on the nails. Hold your breath and hear your heartbeat. So I hugged my knees tightly and sat at the bottom of the pit, looking up at a 45-degree angle to the sky. Legend has it that in this posture, you can see renewed light. Everyone is talking about the renewed light. I think it neither belongs to today nor tomorrow. It only appears at the time it should appear and stays where it should stay. In just a short moment, the weak white light warms the dark bottom of the pit and illuminates everyone's gaze. So they said legends yesterday, today, tomorrow... Legends are floating in every corner. "Are you new here?" Someone asked me. "Yes!" "You looked good climbing down!" I think she is praising me. I always do this, climbing from the bottom of one pit to the bottom of another pit. I am used to climbing, so I am very skilled. "Climb out together and take a breath?" She invited me like this. "No, thank you!" I was tired from climbing and wanted to rest at the bottom of this pit. There are pits on the ground at any time. When you climb out, you don't know which step ahead will lead you to fall into the next pit. I looked up at her posture as she climbed out, heading towards hope step by step, and heading towards the bottom of the pit step by step. There was numbness, fatigue, and struggle. So someone goes out and someone comes in again. "Hello!" "Hello!" "Is it comfortable to squat?" "My legs are a little numb, I'll lie down later!" "Lie down!" "Are you going out too?" "Yes, maybe there will be a new world in the next pit!" You see, people can never give up hope. So, I crawled. I crawled all over the pit. I'm still at the bottom of the hole. Crawling requires such a posture, with hands on the ground and legs kneeling on the ground. This is really not a pleasant posture, but when crawling, my eyes are infinitely close to the bottom of the pit, looking at every place over and over again, like a cow chewing its cud, chewing every word. I have forgotten the initial taste. What I am waiting for is tomorrow's food. I am a fish with my head raised, constantly devouring, never stopping, until the day when the food suffocates me to death. But what I use more is the "squatting" posture. This is a posture soaked in the blood and engraved in the bones. This is the posture in which I keep looking up. This is a 45-degree posture toward the sky. It is said that there is a creature called a bird in the sky. They come and go freely and are never restrained. Their wings are spread out and their bodies are light. I think they will definitely not be able to learn the "squat" movement. No part of their bone structure is designed for squatting. Creation is so discriminating against them that you can hardly imagine how much fun they have in living. Maybe one day you will meet me squatting at the bottom of a pit. I look up to the sky and cry in the wind; Maybe one day you will meet me crawling around, with long hair and fallen nails. Climb towards you step by step, pass through your black hair, my hand, pass through your network cable, my resentment, do you know who I am? Please reprint. [Well, this is transferred from the hands of a certain rape flower TX, please feel free to transfer it, and it is dedicated to every author who opens a hole but does not fill it]
I don't like Lupine because he let Neville make fun of the professor during class. Even though he seemed gentle on the surface and seemed to apologize to the professor, it couldn't be felt in his behavior. He still didn't know how to respect the professor. Although he drank the free potion provided by the professor at that time, he was a typical person who took other people's food and ruined others.
I said, "That's it, kick it, throw it to the ground, grab it, and drag it out." It's so cute, I even laughed out loud. It's so powerful, it'll make people jaw-dropping BH~~
I really want to continue reading, so I wrote this long review. I wonder if it can stimulate you, the author, haha (laughing sinisterly). In order to confirm whether this was a trap, I checked the update time. I thought it was reasonable and acceptable. However, when I looked at the days until now, I felt depressed. I don't know why this is, but it's rare to see an article like this, and I really want to read it~cry~ (please note that I am trying to push the article in a stress-free way, but I don't know if it will work). This article is great. From my point of view, the arrangement of the various parts makes sense, and on some issues, I feel the same way. First, for Voldemort. I do think he can't be a born devil, but I don't want to put all the blame on Lao Deng. It can be said that this is a beautiful mistake. Fate has caused the tragedy of Lao Deng, who was emotionally frustrated, to meet this tragedy with the shadow of his childhood. What is even more frightening is that the two people are on opposite sides and relatively talented at the same time, which leads to more serious consequences. I agree that human beings are inherently good by nature. I think if a person is allowed to grow up in a harmonious environment, he will not have the intention to do evil. Even if you have bad genetics, you can turn around as long as you have the right guidance. If a person wants to be happy, he will always want to do good things. I only saw this from the facts. As for the theoretical basis, I really can't give it. Walking on the street, I will imagine that everyone is connected to you by a line, and we will meet you by chance. When your interpersonal relationships are too complicated, sooner or later you will be entangled into a big cocoon by these threads, making you unable to move. But if you get tired of the world and cut off all these threads, you will become a wandering soul hanging in mid-air, helpless and without a sense of existence. When it gets serious, he will look at nothing and think it is a mistake to be entangled with threads, so he will cut off all the threads around him, and even go so far as to kill the people who are connected to the threads. Isn't that what little Tom is? But humans are social animals (as mentioned in junior high school politics books), so they will eventually become very lonely. So many people like villains. If they like their coldness, cruelty, and madness, then I really can't understand it. That's not to say that I've never liked villains, but if the villain has no human touch at all and there's nothing I can relate to, then I'll just think it's just a pervert. Obviously Tom is not such a person (well, he will be in the later stage), but he has not given up everything (isn't there still a little snake?), And has not turned into a butterfly flying away from death (complete metamorphosis), so he can still be saved, but the method is unknown. I also agree with the author's attitude. Many people are willing to understand Tom, but if he hadn't been so handsome when he was young, I'm afraid there would be very few such people. At that time, it is estimated that even if you defend him a little, some people will call you a Mary Sue or a Virgin. I think no matter how sinful a person is, you can understand him, you can explore the reasons for such evil, and you can also say a few words for him (don't lawyers often do this?). This certainly does not mean that I have to save him. These are two fundamentally different concepts. The latter is the real Holy Mother. The mistakes he made must be paid for, and no one has the right to help him escape. To sum up, I very much agree with the heroine's approach and ideas. Speaking of Lao Deng, I think he is a really good person. No matter what he did, no matter how many people he influenced the fate of (and got himself involved in it), at least he didn't do useless work. The result of the war is victory, right? In the grand scheme of things, he was simply a great man. But as an individual, I may be attracted by his strong personal charm, and I may use him as my spiritual support, but I don't want this person to become my relative, not at all. I don't think I'm mentally prepared for that yet, but I do admire people like this because they think so wildly. It was hard for me to string together so many words that I wanted to say, and my ramblings made me speechless. There are still a lot of details that I would like to go into bit by bit, but I'm starting to get lazy. I hope it reaches 1,000 words