[Look at the copywriting, Chapter 11 is a comprehensive review of the speech.
Power generation for love, good gathering and good separation.
[Update: I am currently working half a job, so I write this when inspiration strikes.
I hope to see a direct retreat with original style and no OOC. I don't want to offend you. If you can accept it, read on↓
The protagonist of this article, May Brown, comes from a parallel HP world, that is, GG and AD did not break up, did not become the Dark Lord, but opened a Nurmengard Magic School to provide for the elderly (the same is true for Azkaban Magic School, borrowing a name)
May Brown was recommended by Principal GG (only for black magic) and grew up eating GGAD tangible dog food. He loves black magic the most, he is an independent person, and he has his own logic for using black magic.
This article is mainly about the story of Mae Brown, the protagonist who has a problem with black magic, traveling through time and meeting GGAD, Newt and others in the original HP world.
May-Brown, who discovers that the principal of the parallel world is the Dark Lord:? ? ?
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I'm Mae Brown.
21 Years old, outstanding graduate of Nurmengard Magic Academy.
Proficient in black magic, the first spell he cast when he got a wand at the age of 11 was Avada Kedavra.
Currently applying for a job as Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts.
Reason for applying: Our great principal Gellert Grindelwald regarded me as a betrothal gift and traveled thousands of miles to ask me to come to his door automatically.
A phantom apparated and something went wrong when it came to the door automatically.
I met my principal in parallel time and space, and I also met Principal Dumbledore in parallel time and space.
After getting the latest news about these two people in this world, I: That's fucking outrageous.
Where is my sister's HE? What about the HE that made me eat dog food from 11 until I vomited?
The principal of this world is an idiot! Big idiot!
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We are born in darkness, and we are not happy without black magic.
We are arrogant and disrespectful, but we still have to abide by the rules of conduct.
We are not gentlemen or ladies, but we still whisper when others cry.
As we graduate from Nurmengard, we should know—Long live black magic!
——"Nurmengard School of Magic"
Concept: Magic is innate, but loving people still requires effort.
