[Harry Potter] Beating Up My Classmates Again Today

I'm an utterly ordinary Harry Potter: Magic Awakened player.

I've only put in a tiny bit of effort.

I do all the things every Magic Awakened player does: I wander the Forbidden Forest every day like it's my backyard; I dash between classrooms without ever checking my schedule; every hour, I show up in the dance hall to drag some poor soul into a five-star dance; and I murder my dear classmates in the Duelling Club, right in front of everyone...

That's why I didn't panic in the slightest when I brought the game System into the original story and found out I had to reach the Hall of Fame before I could go home.

Bring smiles with duels!!

This game System is remarkably considerate. It even thoughtfully replaced its smart AI with the faces of my classmates.

This is so immersive, everyone! I was so moved I prostrated myself in gratitude, then gave a classmate who'd called me a "Mudblood" that morning an Avada Kedavra.

Life is just so much fun: all friendly with my classmates during the day, then enthusiastically beating each other up at night!

Until one day, in the warmth of our dorm, I happened to hear my roommate cry out in terror in their sleep: "Please, don't kill me!"

Me, even more terrified: Wait, you have memories of the Duelling Club too!?

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After every student and teacher at Hogwarts had the same nightmare, which they dubbed a prophetic dream, they realized that this new student named "Stainless Steel Rice Bucket" might become the next Dark Lord.

In the dream, a fierce three-headed fire creature, its whole body ablaze, bowed before her; Dementors worshipped her as a goddess; Voldemort's ominous shadow perched on her shoulder. She came forth from a sea of flames and corpses, and darkness crowned her queen.

She killed everyone.

Hogwarts, upon waking: Help! Is there still time to read her The Spirit of Lei Feng and give her psychological counseling?

Theme: Even Azkaban deserves to be loved.