Warning?
1. First person warning!
2. The author's HP is mixed. Some of them have watched the movie, some of them have watched the original work, and most of them have watched the fanfic (face covering)! So it might just be a matter of pure brain twitching, writing for fun when I get interested, but the quality is not guaranteed, and I am usually very busy, so updates are not guaranteed.
3. It's hard to comment on the heroine's character. I don't want to write a story about pure social fear. She may have some mental illness or bad outlook. They are probably ordinary people who have amplified their dark side but have no big effect. Well, it may be bad but not completely bad, and good but not much better.
4. The heroine may have some Electra complex.
5. The author is habitually twitchy, has no outline, and may even lose character from time to time.
If you can accept these, then the following is the copywriting.
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My name is Camelia Bush.
In fact, I was not called this name in my previous life.
But my name in my previous life was not pleasant either, so I won't say it unless necessary.
When I opened my eyes, I was already in the orphanage.
It's quite scary here.
I always thought children were angels, but I didn't expect the cruelty of the orphanage to break my yearning for the only people in the world I wanted to communicate with.
I never cause trouble. I always keep my head down when eating and walking. If possible, I will wear clothes that can cover my whole body, even if it is dirty and old.
Generally speaking, I lived well in the orphanage. I lived peacefully for seven years.
Until I was eleven years old, a tall man with a somewhat arrogant manner, wearing strange black robes, and claiming to be a professor at Hogwarts came to my door.
He said I was going to Hogwarts.
My numb nerves began to scream loudly when I heard Hogwarts. I... Mediocre me... Turned out to be a wizard, and this world turned out to be the world of Harry Potter.
I've read a little bit of Harry Potter, and I know it's a magical world full of mysteries!
"But I don't want to go to Hogwarts!"
I am as timid as a mouse, extremely stupid, have no ambition, and am not friendly!
I am just a mouse who likes to hide in dark corners. Even though I know that staying out of the sun for a long time will cause osteoporosis, I am still restrained because I am afraid of seeing people!
Hogwarts will never accept a wizard like me!
But I am so useless.
Professor Snape just looked at me with cold eyes, and I was trembling and speechless.
I actually want to cry.
But I didn't even dare to cry under those eyes.
I'm really a waste.
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I discovered that I really can't write copy... Why do I feel like I have to write the text of a novel...
Concept: We are all in the gutter, but there are still people looking up at the stars.