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Harry Potter: The White Devil Who Grows Stronger with Reputation

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After transmigrating into the world of Harry Potter, Vaughn awakened the Reputation System. As long as his name spreads far and wide, he earns reputation points that can be used to upgrade the spells he has learned. The system also issues various missions that reward magical spells and even rare talents. So… should he keep a low profile, act harmless, and follow the original plot? Play the loyal side character to the Golden Trio? Absolutely not. This is Hogwarts, home of legendary chaos: the manipulative Dumbledore and the tragic fate of Harry Potter struggling against Voldemort. In Vaughn’s eyes, they’re golden opportunities for fame and glory! Why break the rules when breaking the plot is so much more profitable? --- Also, check out my other novels: Naruto: I'm a Teacher, But the System Thinks I'm Naruto's Classmate! and Naruto: I Have a Time-Space Room That Connects to the Past
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