[HP/] Will Living Six Years After Death Scare Wizards?

The if line in the next chapter: What would happen if the Harry Potter universe existed in Mariana's world, and her grandma was a British wizard? "The person who should not exist is the key to turning the door of life and death." Copywriting one: When Marlene was eleven years old, Wayne Manor received a letter from an owl. "Jesus, you're a witch!" Her brother Jason looked at her with bright eyes, looking even more excited than she was. This made Marlene determined to become a powerful witch. "It's strange... It seems like you are more suitable for Hufflepuff, but..." The Sorting Hat was chattering on top of her head, and Marlene looked at the stars and candles above. What she was thinking was: Ah, how can I get Bruce and the others to take a look at this? "... Slytherin!" Marianne Wayne, the most unlike Slytherin. There was no glimmer of ambition in her eyes, she was as harmless as a corn snake. Her classmates in the same school tabooed and laughed at this despicable witch who was not pure blood, but she didn't care, as if they were not worth mentioning. Until the next year, Marlene died. And six years later, she came back. She watched as the Hufflepuff boy walked into the headmaster's office, exuding the delicious smell of death, and then put his name into the Goblet of Fire. The Sorting Hat's evaluation of her was: Well-deserved Slytherin. Copywriting two: "Mariana Wayne? That Mudblood is a weirdo." Marlene's Slytherin classmates said this about her. "It really suits her low status to hang out with three people from other colleges." They said. Marlene didn't care. She would teach them a lesson if they dared to slander her family and friends, and she knew how to make them pay if they turned on her. Just six years is enough time for people she knows well to take a big step forward. Her family would not abandon her, but her friends would have to leave her. It doesn't matter, the relationship is just starting from scratch. Besides, I still have a lot of missed courses waiting for me, so I don't have much time to socialize. She thought. But fate was destined not to be kind to her - after a strange combination of yin and yang came to England seventy years ago, Marlene finally collapsed. Warning: 1. Ooc warning 2. At present, it is only an idea and may be subject to change. 3. HP plot accounts for a large part 4. I will start writing this after I have almost finished writing next door. Intention: No one who doesn't deserve to die will die, and no one who deserves to die will be able to escape.