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George Paddington, an orphan who lost his parents during the COVID-19 pandemic, was a prodigious video game blogger. One fateful day, he dies in an accident while saving a three-year-old child. However, instead of passing on, he wakes up in the Harry Potter universe—inside the body of a 15-year-old Severus Snape, right after his infamous fallout with Lily Evans. Armed with knowledge of the future and guided by Eva, an AI assistant-like system, George must navigate the complexities of the wizarding world. With humor, danger, love, and self-discovery shaping his journey, he embraces the magic, intrigue, and challenges of his new reality. Will he alter Snape’s fate or remain bound to the tragic path history has written? For access to advanced chapters, join [email protected]/Maggie329

Transmigrating into Harry Potter should’ve been a dream come true… Except Darren became Harry’s twin brother, a background extra fated to die off-screen. Just when he was planning to lie low for seven peaceful years, a voice rang out: > “Ding! The Holy Father System has been bound!” Now, every time he acts like a perfect saint, he gains Holy Points— and the rewards are absurd. Phoenix tears? Got them. The power of “Silence”? Sure. A dragon’s reverse scale? Why not. He only wanted to play nice. But somehow, the “kindest boy in Hogwarts” might end up the most terrifying being alive. --- --- Darren transmigrated into the world of Harry Potter — only to discover that he had become Harry’s twin brother. At first, he thought he could quietly survive seven uneventful years at Hogwarts… Until a mysterious voice echoed in his mind: > “Ding! The Holy Father System has been activated.” From then on, as long as Darren acted like a saintly do-gooder, he could earn Holy Father Points — which could then be exchanged for powerful items and abilities. > “Ding! Congratulations, you’ve obtained Phoenix’s Song.” “Ding! Congratulations, you’ve unlocked the Power of Silence.” “Ding! Congratulations, you’ve acquired the Azure Dragon’s Reverse Scale.” “Ding!...” Armed with divine blessings and an innocent smile, Darren set out to play the role of a kind, self-sacrificing, pure-hearted angel of Hogwarts. He only wanted to act. But somewhere along the way, as his “saintly” deeds piled up, Darren realized— > The road to godhood... might just be easier than he thought. ________________________ Check new harry potter fanfiction i ma translating Harry Potter’s Defence professor ( Glidory Lockhart is the protagonist, no system)(this is AU) Harry Potter’s Natural villain [ Draco] Draco Malfoy is the protagonist ( no system, no cheats) ________________________ NOTE :-This is translation of a Chinese fanfiction i have no claim over this fanfic or its characters Disclaimer Note: I am only translating this fanfiction. I do not own the original story, its characters, or any part of the Harry Potter franchise. or this fanfiction I am not making any profit from this translation; it is created solely for entertainment purposes.

What happens when a person who clawed his way up to the top, gets dropped in a world that is rotten to the core?

A reincarnated soul awakens as the son of the most feared wizard of recent times. Raised amid shadows and secrets, he grows up between two forces that constantly shape him: his father's dark legacy and the unwavering light of what he wishes to protect in his new life. He forges dangerously deep bonds and faces enemies that resurface from the depths of the past. On a chessboard where wizards, ancient creatures, and old monsters silently move their pieces, he must decide what kind of wizard he will be. Will he follow in the footsteps of the monster that gave him life? Or will he rewrite the destiny of his lineage, even if it means challenging the magical world itself? If you want to read up to 15 more chapters, visit my Patreon. patreon.com/Daoistrg

They called Merlin the Greatest Wizard. They called Morgana the Supreme Witch. But none knew that when their blood becomes one, the ALBERICH shall rise. Morwenna Jane Alienor Alberich Emrys-LeFay — the heir of the Keith family, the descendant of two Arcane Lords. Born with snow-white hair and emerald eyes, her very existence made the ancient magic tremble. Yet her power came with a price: extreme fragility during childhood. Death at age five brought her a second chance. Carrying memories from a modern world where she watched the downfall of wizarding Britain, she returned transformed. Arrogant, sharp, and shaped by two lifetimes — now known as Nimue Keith. To her, there is no "Light vs Dark". There is only Tradition vs Decay. Dumbledore seeks modernization that erodes magic. Voldemort seeks purity that destroys the foundation. Standing above both, the Descendant of the Arcane Lords shall rewrite fate and restore the Balance. "I am not here to choose sides. I am here to become the Law." — Nimue Keith --- This story has a pretty slow pace, so it does need some patience to get through. The main focus is worldbuilding, lore, and going deeper into how magic actually works. The second major focus is slice of life, so you’ll see a lot of quieter, everyday moments from the MC’s life as things develop. It’s not really about good versus evil like in canon. Instead, it leans more into politics, different perspectives, and the tension between traditionalists and those who want to modernize the wizarding world. So if you’re looking for fast action right away, this probably isn’t the fic for you. --- Volume One: Before the Stone — ages 0–7. Volume Two: Beneath the Magical Veil — ages 7–letter As this is a WIP, I can't make exact promises, but the pace will evolve with the story --- I'm currently rewriting the story because I feel like some parts were a bit too much. I want to make the story flow better and try out a slightly different writing style. But I'm not planning to fix every awkward part or remove all the repetition. Let's just say they'll stay as a little reminder of how much I've grown as a writer. Anyway, this fic is already in Volume 2, but I've only reached Chapter 24 in the rewrite so far. I've also started posting it on Patreon, so if you're reading it there, it'll be easier for you to follow the rewritten version and keep track of my progress! I'm also trying to add some illustrations to the fic (AI-generated, of course!). Hopefully, they'll make the reading experience a little more fun. That's all from me. Happy reading, everyone! --- If you enjoy this story and want to support me, you can do so by donating or subscribing here: https://patreon.com/rikhi https://ko-fi.com/rikhi Thank you for your support!

Draco Malfoy survived the flames of the Room of Requirement — only to awaken eleven years old again, on the eve of his first year at Hogwarts. Armed with memories of war, betrayal, and regret, he resolves to change fate: protect his family, guard their legacy, and perhaps even forge unexpected bonds.

Maurise just wanted a stable life. Instead, he got a Hogwarts letter and a book on Necromancy. Become a Necromancer? Why not. With undead as servants and spectres as companions, Morris finds comfort in the whispers of the dead. To the outside world, however, he presents a different face. "I’m just an ordinary wizard with a passion for academic research," Maurise explains with a gentle, harmless smile, oblivious to his classmates shivering in terror before him. ... This is a Translation. Original Book: 從霍格沃茨開始的亡靈法師生涯

As the newly appointed 12th Fatui Harbringer of Snezhnaya, with the nickname of the [Ausbilder], or The [Instructor], Bai Luo feels a little uneasy. This is because the Cryo Archon has given him a task: to go to Inazuma as the Snezhnaya Envoy. As a world traveler, he knows full well the consequences of going to Inazuma—he will definitely be targeted by Raiden Shogun. However, if he doesn't go, the Cryo Archon will also target him. So he chooses to employ a traditional technique that everyone tend to use from time to time in his previous world. Slacking off.

Dying from a heart attack when playing Minecraft was definitely not the way I thought I would die. Being reincarnated afterward was also not what I thought would happen. But I guess having another chance at life is a great thing! Now, how am I going to live in this world of Swords and Spells?

“Director Matou, the magical effects in your fantasy film looked incredibly realistic! How did you pull them off?” “They were real magic,” Shinji replied without missing a beat. “Director Matou, your historical drama was praised for its uncanny accuracy. How did you manage that?” “I had direct consultation from the people who lived in that era.” “Director, in your tokusatsu films, why does the Ultraman-like hero always use Bajiquan in combat?” “Well, that’s because the actor playing him is none other than the founder of Bajiquan himself.” “Director Matou, why do the female leads in all your films look so… similar? Especially all those Arturia actresses with the same name and face?” “That, my friend, is a long story. And it all begins with a certain mushroom-headed man—” “......” . . . . . Shinji Matou. A prodigious talent in the world of film, a renegade magi who defied the orthodoxy of the Clock Tower, and an eccentric summoner who had long since stopped pretending to get along with his own Servant. A director who blended modern cinema with ancient magecraft. A magus who saw the silver screen as a new kind of reality marble. He stood boldly before a press conference filled with journalists, film critics, and confused magi alike. “I am the greatest Master among Directors—and the greatest Director among Masters!” He declared it like a line straight out of his own movie, with all the pomp and confidence of a man who had rewritten the rules of both cinema and sorcery. The hall fell into an awkward silence. And then, in perfect unison, a thunderous cry echoed from behind the curtains— “SHUT UP AND GET LOST!” ×N A chorus of exasperated Servants, all fed up with his antics. Shinji didn’t flinch. He simply smirked, adjusted his director’s beret, and turned back to the flashing cameras. "Good! Now let’s roll the cameras! Scene one—reality itself."

What does the most feared Dark Lord in history do when he's given a second chance at life? He takes it, of course. Any price is worth paying for another shot at immortality and ultimate power. But Lord Voldemort never expected the price to be... this. Reborn in 1991 as Tamara Riddle—a breathtakingly beautiful girl with a tragically weak body—the former Dark Lord finds himself bound to an infuriatingly cheerful "Virtue System." His immense dark power is sealed, and the only way to unlock it is by accumulating points through good deeds. Love? Kindness? Courage? To Voldemort, these are weaknesses to be exploited. But now, they are the currency of his survival. The worst part? Any murderous thought or malicious intent is met with a crippling "punishment" that transforms his terrifying presence into that of a fragile, pitiful, and inexplicably charming damsel. The more he plots to kill Harry Potter, the more he ends up saving him. The more he schemes to corrupt the pure-bloods, the more they worship him as a noble leader. From Dumbledore to Snape, everyone sees a prodigy, a hero, a saint... while inside, the Dark Lord is screaming. "I will conquer this world," she vows, "even if I have to do it as a goody-two-shoes." [Raw: 抱歉哈利，人家已经是黑魔王了] [TAGS & CATEGORY] Category: Fanfiction Tags: #REINCARNATION #SYSTEM #FEMALE PROTAGONIST #COMEDY #HARRY POTTER #MAGIC #ACADEMY #ANTIHERO #GENDERBENDER #WEAKTOSTRONG Topic: #Voldemort #GenderBender #System #Comedy #HarryPotter #Fanfic #DarkLordIsAGoodGirl

Jieming realizes he’s transmigrated. His cheat ability is an immortal cultivation encyclopedia — The Grand Dao Library. But why did he end up in a wizard world instead?! The Star-Ring Federation, the Crimson Royal Court, the Void Institute of Architecture, the Anti-Entropy Alliance… Wizard civilization, in the midst of a great expansion era, wages war like ravenous wolves on every plane they discover. This is the best of times — and the worst of times. With the constant risk of being turned into an experimental specimen or cannon fodder in interplanar wars, Jieming makes a decision: Lie low. Develop technology. Stockpile resources. Use knowledge from both worlds to quietly grow in the peril-filled depths of the Astral Abyss. “Don’t be afraid. I’m just logistics personnel — not some combat wizard. I’m only here to gather a few raw materials.” Having said that, Jieming looks at the plane before him, reaches out with one hand— —and refines it on the spot.

Dread Mage Vellichor; feared and old; and someone who has mastered wizardry at its core, is bored of life and the strenuous actions of the bigger picture. He just wants small, but meaningful interactions with life. And he starts with a little dead girl he called Sonder. --- The chapters are what I call bite-sized, (only around 400 to 700 words), and I'll try to upload a chapter every day except for the weekend.

Konoha's Blue Beast: "I want to prove that even if I can't use Ninjutsu or Genjutsu, I can still become an excellent Ninja. This is my whole life, this is my Ninja Way!" Clover's Roaring Emperor: "I'm going to prove to everyone that whether you're a pauper or an abandoned child, you can achieve great things!" Arlan: "If you want to know what else these two have in common besides being inspirational, it's that I was unlucky enough to transmigrate as Rock Lee first. Due to physical defects, I couldn't control Chakra to perform Ninjutsu. After protesting to the system, I transmigrated again as Asta, who can't use magic..."

A boy born in the slums yearned for what the world had in store. Due to the kind heart of a certain person, he could finally grasp the opportunity to do what he had dreamed of dearly. Now on an adventure, everything the world had in store was laid before his sight. The magic spells of regal mages that were as powerful as they were beautiful. The aura arts of valiant warriors, exuding strength and bravery. The holy miracles of kind priests that aimed to cure the world of its darkness. And finally... The evil crafts of sinful demons who wanted to swallow the entire world. Let us accompany the boy in his adventure in pursuing his dream to be just like the hero of the fairy tales he used to read. The series of both fortunate and unfortunate events that he was to experience. Being torn from the one he loved… Finding companions amidst the darkness… Finally reaching for the light he had long yearned for… And so much more.

Character art-[Discord-https://discord.gg/jzvtuyupf9] In a world of wizards and witches, Jaegar undergoes reincarnation and enters a mysterious realm. Driven by a desire for pleasure, he embarks on a journey of self-discovery, encountering challenges and uncovering secrets along the way. As he explores the magical arts, Jaegar's pursuit of pleasure shapes his choices and drives him forward, leading to both fulfilment and consequences. This is a story of a young man's quest for pleasure in a new and enchanting world of wizards and magic.

Ask, under the starry sky there was a beauty, her black hair like eternal night, bright eyes sparkling like stars, her powerful magic made the world tremble, her supreme beauty made all creatures submit, who was this beauty? "That's right, it's me, the Witch King, Dorothy!" ps: The original title is "Armed Witch." This is a slow-burn story, not for those who dislike a slow pace. Not for those who dislike a slow pace! Not for those who dislike a slow pace!

Mana is the essence of the soul and what builds up life, those who are able to manipulate this energy are labelled as Witches. But as a minority, they were hunted nearly to extinction during the Dark Ages, but due to their perseverance they have survived until now. Even then the Witches now are nothing but used as tools, a Witch walking the same streets as a human is unheard of and even shamed, even having a Witch as a family member would end up in prejudice by others.

Lucas was an orphan, abandoned in a forgotten village—until it was overrun by monsters. Torn from the only home he’d ever known, he was thrust into a brutal world where those who wield magic reign like gods and treat lives like tools. The world offered him no kindness, only misfortune. But when magic awakened within him, Lucas made a choice: he would no longer accept the fate handed to him. No matter the cost, he would defy destiny itself. Even if the world stands against him, he will rise—and overturn it.

Though it may be a dream weathered, crumpled, and fading to dust. I held on without looking back. Through each repeated day, I ran toward tomorrow’s light. Becoming a knight, resolute and bright.