Hogwarts' Top Hand-to-Hand Combat Mage

[Hardcore Tactical Valkyrie] [A Hilariously Unexpected Troublemaker] [Menace to the Wizarding World] [Wolf School Sword Dance]

A 2026 HEMA enthusiast, forced into a wheelchair by a rare brain disease, accidentally transmigrated to the 1960s. After four years of grinding through army life, she had just been discharged with her PTSD-afflicted comrade John and was preparing to live in seclusion.

Then a Scottish woman in a green robe knocked on her door. "Ms. Ju Xuefeng, you're a witch. Please come with us to Hogwarts."

Xuefeng looked at her canvas bag, packed with a five-foot, sharpened greatsword, an entrenching tool, and a Ka-Bar knife, and fell into thought.

"Fine. If the pay's good enough, I'll go to magic school too."

She completely changed the style of Hogwarts:

Ollivander: "These are two 61-centimeter vampire-spine wands dug out of a cellar... What do you call them?"

Xuefeng: "Magnum and Colt."

The frail, pitiful eleven-year-old Snape: "I understand now! Dark magic has its limits after all! The right answer is to chain up a massive hardcover copy of A History of Magic with a solid wood spine and swing it around as a physical spell of Stupefy!"

Fenrir, the werewolf leader: "Who taught her to use a silver-plated greatsword and Wolf School sword dance to hack me apart?! Is this what a witch is?!"

Death Eaters: "What do you mean, using young Mandrakes as claymore mines, Devil's Snare as net traps, and even covering Venomous Tentacula with wire mesh to turn them into close-range guns with restricted fields of fire?! Can't you play fair?!"

[This book is also known as: Hogwarts Tactical Guide, The Story of How My Wand Is Two 61-Centimeter Batons]