It's written for fun, let yourself go, fate is more important, the master is next door.
Derived from HP, the original heroine wears the original work with a magic awakening system.
My only purpose in writing this book is to complain about how outrageous the settings of WY's money-making game are.
I just want to see the heroine think she has a golden finger, and the novice will shine with golden light ten times in a row.
After a closer look, Avada was eating a big melon.
I was so scared that I didn't dare to use it even once in six years.
*Private warning! OOC warning!
*No CP, the author is a silicon-based creature and has no love brain.
*Character IQ and plot logic are limited by the author.
*The writing is jerky and I cut my own leg flesh, so I hope you can bear with me.
Intention: Hogwarts Night School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, please give me a refund, thank you
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