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Ai cũng sợ những người thần bí, vị cứu tinh Harry đã gặp một chút xui xẻo. Trong khi đó Ellen, Harris lại có cơ hội được học tại một hệ thống trường học bất khả chiến bại đó là một trường học trong thế giới phù thủy trên mây và rồi đã tạo ra những huyền thoại!

After transmigrating into a book he had just finished reading, Eric found himself cast as the villainous cannon fodder. The original owner of the body was secretly and wholeheartedly in love with Max, the tribe's strongest warrior, but Max and Michael had grown up together and gradually developed feelings for each other. The original owner tried every means to obstruct them, was eventually exiled by the tribe, and died a miserable death from hunger and cold that winter. Many races existed on this continent, and he was not even human. Eric looked at the piece of grilled meat before him, burnt black as charcoal, and a handful of beans so hard they felt like they could chip his teeth. He looked up at the thatched roof that leaked rain in the summer and let snow through in the winter. Behind him, a small lion cub was wailing for food. Oh, and this little lion cub was also the story's devoted second male lead. The first step was to improve his life. What, the beastmen do not know how to farm? No problem, they can learn. Then they would not have to starve during the winter. Thatched huts, mud houses, and tents could all be replaced! The arrogant Elf race had a strong affinity for plants, which was perfect for farming, and the Dragon race could breathe fire, which was perfect for firing bricks! Humans called the Fantasy Dream Continent a cursed land. Later, a wandering poet would tell tales of the Snow Wolf Tribe who lived there, possessing all sorts of delicacies and fine, home-brewed wine whose aroma could travel for ten miles, leaving a rich aftertaste. Once the rumor spread, countless adventuring parties and mercenaries felt compelled to explore the land, even at the risk of being beaten half to death. Eric utilized the advantages of his bloodline, diligently farming and building infrastructure, leading the tribe toward a better life. It was just that one day he would pick up a prince of the Human race, and the next, a prince of the Elf race. With a prince of the Beastman Kingdom already in his house, Eric was at his wit's end. Perhaps I should just build a nation for all of you! And another thing, you, the main male lead, stop hovering around me! ... Auther: Please forgive my mistakes, as English is not my first language. I appreciate your understanding!

As one of the only two living souls to have ever survived the Killing Curse, Sean Grills sometimes feels like he's accidentally riding on Harry Potter's fame. But he has a secret of his own: the Magic-Eyes, a gift that allows him to perceive the very essence of magic. When an enemy casts a spell, Sean doesn't just see it—he understands it. And what he understands, he can master. "You say this is your magic?" he'd smirk. "It's mine now." It's a level of skill that would make the entire Uchiha clan nod in respect and force even Snape's most gifted apprentice to mutter, "Blimey, you're more powerful than I was in my youth." To the students of Hogwarts, he is the ideal senior: talented, handsome, and approachable. Yet, behind the castle's ancient walls lie mysteries far greater than schoolyard rivalries—the hidden history of their world and the true origin of wizardkind. Sean's incredible journey starts here.

My life was ordinary. At the age of 14, I was walking on a regular day, heading to school. As I walked down the street, I was thinking about watching the latest film in my favorite series—Harry Potter. In that one, Harry defeats the evil Voldemort. Suddenly, I heard a loud noise. It startled me, and before I could react, everything went black. I had died... and awakened in a new world I never imagined I’d live in. But keep watching, because I was destined to rise to greatness in this world of magic and become one of the strongest wizards it had ever known. English is not my first language, so if there are any unclear words, I sincerely apologize." Let me know if you'd like a more formal or casual version!

one-shots of a few random Marvel and Harry Potter stories, like what could have gone differently in a certain situation ( not mine) planning to write my own soon i will mention if they are mine or not(over 500k words)

Disclaimer I did not create or own this novel I have helped smooth out some of the translation, but this story was created by 喵星人家的汪 A teenager named Evan Mason was reincarnated into the magical world of Harry Potter and goes to school at Hogwarts! With only his knowledge of the future and great talent for magic, he takes the path towards the top of the magic world, only to realize that every step he took, changed everything! Ps: I'm Translating this novel since i wanted to read the whole novel for it is. I do not do this for money or anything but only sharing it. Thank You.

Just read it. not mine

Rewritten to The Hunted Regressor: My Heretic Saint System, my new book!

Một đứa trẻ đáng lẽ không từng tồn tại. Một pháp sư mang 2 dòng máu Đông Tây. Một nhà khoa học trong thế giới ma thuật. Một kẻ đầu óc thông minh, bình tĩnh, tham lam tri thức, tin rằng trí tuệ mang lại sức mạnh nhưng lại là một học sinh Gryffindor. * * * Một cách tự định nghĩa hoàn toàn mới về khái niệm của các nhà. Hướng dẫn sử dụng: đây không phải văn yy, không có harem, không ngựa giống và nói không với não tàn. Cũng không phải nơi của thuyết âm mưu sinh sôi nảy nở (đời sống đã đủ mệt rồi không cần mang vào tiểu thuyết cho đau đầu). Nơi đây có sự tin tưởng, có tình thân, tình hữu nghị cũng có lợi ích giao thoa. Nếu đã chán với mấy thể loại yy, văn chương 1 màu sắc thì các bạn có thể thử dừng chân nơi đây. Tôi viết câu chuyện này đơn giản để thỏa mãn giấc mơ của bản thân, trong truyện những phân tích cũng là dựa vào đánh giá chủ quan của bản thân. Nhân vật chính trong truyện là một con người có máu có thịt, có thất tình lục dục, không phải toàn trí toàn năng. Xin cảm ơn những người đã đọc truyện của tôi.

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?