Harry potter thinks he is an ordinary boy-until he is rescued by a bettle- eyed giant of a man, enrolls at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and wizardry, learns to  play Quidditch and does battle in a deadly duel.  The reason Harry Potter is a Wizard.

Jason get reincarnated into Harry Potter with a system!

Hint: He becomes a Black family member! 

Im a beginner, and have horrible grammar because im an American lol Let me know what you thing, I hope you like it!

Most of my information and descriptions come from this website!
https://harrypotter.fandom.com/wiki/Main_Page

A hero's unfortunate death. The birth of a villain who shall take the whole world by surprise. Will he fulfil his father's dream or give it one hell of a nightmare.

Cisco has rented a small 500 square meter factory near its headquarters, there are factory buildings ready for use in the factory, as well as dormitories and canteens. As long as Cisco buys the relevant production equipment, then recruits and trains workers, it can produce a router. The workers didn't need much, so they recruited 20 people, and Bosack personally gave them production guidance. Very busy in September so the factory finally officially started.

Prior to this, Cisco also officially confirmed trademark registration in the Golden Gate Bridge image. Each router will be affixed with a unique Cisco logo!

Enthusiasm at the factory was so enthusiastic that Bosack and many R&D personnel also came to help. In October, the factory produced a total of 1,000 routers. In accordance with instructions from Henry's major shareholder, Bosack brought R&D teams to major well-known universities to "send warmth." Stanford University, California University, Harvard University, etc.

Each university sends three or five routers and teaches them how to install and use it. Bossack brought the team to and fro, even running several times in the city a day. First run to famous universities in the western United States, and then to famous universities in the east. When Bosack returned with the team, Henry could not help but be surprised.

I see groups of people like that, dark and thin, as if they were walking in Africa.

"Teacher Bossack, you've worked hard" Henry said with a smile on his face, in a very sincere tone.

"Haha, this hard work is nothing!" Bosack shook his head and smiled.

"Is the trip going well?" Henry asked.

"Of course!" Bosack answered happily, "Not only that, we also got orders!"

"Oh really !!!" Henry inevitably became a little excited about the company's first order, and hurriedly asked, "Which school ordered?"

"Harvard University!" Bosack said, "We gave them a router trial, and they suddenly ordered us on the third day."

"How many routers do they want?"

"Ten!"

"Only ten? Why does a big Harvard University only need ten routers?" Henry is happy but secretly disappointed.

"Haha, don't worry. The person in charge told me that this router will now be used in large research centers. If the effect is good, they can spread it throughout Harvard University. At that time, we will not worry about no orders. "

Henry also laughed, touched the back of his head shyly, and said, "Hehe, that's right, like this, they can't use a router at once."

Everything that is sophisticated and unsophisticated from a router is not the best when advertising on TV. At present, some schools or research institutes need routers. Therefore, Cisco's strategy is to first form a network at the school, and then spread to the surrounding area, enabling companies, governments, or scientific research institutions to join this network. Then a network of various schools is linked together to form a network that radiates throughout the country, namely the formation of the Internet.

Suddenly Henry felt he was great, because what he did was great!

"Be of benefit to mankind and change the world!"

Soon after that, schools successively ordered routers from Cisco, and small Cisco factories began to get busy. The cost of producing a router is $ 200 USD. After discussion, the router is valued at $ 1,000 USD. Not to mention expensive, the computer costs tens of thousands. Although there are not many orders from large schools, they can barely maintain company operations. After that, when the network becomes a certain scale, Cisco will usher in explosive development!

The situation at Nicholas Bookstore is fraught with difficulties, the Internet has not yet appeared, and online sales are totally unrealistic. But Henry took a different approach, recruiting several computer talents and building a browser. Um ... it's called Netscape. Then I made a website. Because there is no internet, the software is installed and users open Netscape, browse the contents of the Nicholas Bookstore, and then make a purchase by phone.

It seems bothersome and unable to update content in real time, but this is an effective "stupid method". However, this is great, Netscape will be the great online Nicholas Bookstore in the future! Netscape's browser in the future has a market value of billions of dollars, and this is the gateway to the Internet. Now, the time is right!

Because of this, the work of the team at Nicholas Bookstore was very difficult!

Building a browser first is a technical problem, and then creating a website with rich content, it will be difficult to succeed now!

So, even though Henry opened the Nicholas Bookstore in June, he still hasn't got his browser now. However, many of these browsers have filed many related patents. This is the process from the beginning, the process of fumbling forward, and slow speed that can be understood.

However, because Nicholas Bookstore had spent money, Henry was also a little worried, He did not know when the Nicholas Bookstore would make money, even with the advent of the Internet, it was estimated that he would have to spend a lot of money, if not how to make it. Giant status. Venture capital is not a good choice, but it's time to go public and raise funds too early, no matter how you look at it, the most convenient method is to use your own money.

But the point is that there is no money now! ! !

E-commerce is the most expensive, not only online, but also offline. Costs for buying books, building warehouses, logistics, etc. Pretty confusing!

Right when Henry was worried about funding, in early November, Penguin Publishing finally paid the manuscript fee for Henry. This year, Penguin Publishing has sold more than 13 million Harry Potter books. Henry received more than ten million dollars after paying taxes.

Now that the magic whirlwind had blown across Europe, Penguin Publishing graciously invited Henry to attend a book signing event in London.

Henry thought for a while, and finally agreed to the Penguin Press invitation.

On November 15, 1985, Henry got off at London airport, unexpectedly, hundreds of fans at the airport welcomed him.

"Henry !!! Henry !!!"

"Harry Potter !!!"

"..."

Smiling, Henry waved to everyone, and left the place with the help of staff from Penguin Publishing House.

After getting into the car, Henry wiped his sweat and murmured, "Hehe, I didn't think I was so famous!"

A manager from Penguin Publishing House laughed and said: "Haha, of course, you are a genius in England, especially the Harry Potter story that happened in London! Therefore, Londoners love you and your work very much!" The manager stopped and leaned on Henry and whispered, "We at Penguin Publishing House heard some news that it seems that Her Majesty the Queen also praised you!"

"Praise me? !!!" Henry is shocked.

"This is original news. I think that's very possible." Manager guess.

Henry was happy, he would be given a peerage, and he would soon enter the upper classes.

Penguin Publishing had arranged for Henry in a five-star hotel, and British newspapers began reporting that Henry had come to London. On the afternoon of the 15th, Penguin Press held a press conference to announce that Henry Williams, author of "Harry Potter", would hold a new book signing and book sale at the London Hotel at 8 am tomorrow. The fourth Harry Potter novel is about to appear in London! ! !

Henry attends a press conference for publication and answers reporters' questions.

"Hello, Mr. Williams, I am a reporter from The Sun. May I ask you what inspired you to write? It is said that Harry Potter was made based on yourself, right? Your circumstances are like that ?!" Asked the reporter.

"The original purpose of writing was actually very simple, it was to make money. As for whether Harry Potter was made based on myself, I think it's true," Henry thought for a moment and answered.

"Sorry, is it true that you were rejected by eight British publishers?"

"That's right. One of the publishers kindly sent me a letter of advice, saying," Get a job with peace of mind, writing a book to get rich is not the way for you. "After reading it, I continued to work hard to write. Instead of being shaken, I became more determined. I believe that one day I will succeed. Then, I succeed and I become a favorite writer. Of course, I do not hate the publishing house. , but otherwise Thank you very much! "

"..."

After the press conference, reporters rushed back to edit the article.

The next day, the front page of the newspaper was all about Henry.

"The 18th Harry Potter book signing and book sale was held grandly!"

"Harry Potter is the writer himself!"

"A genius who was rejected eight times and refused to admit defeat!"

...

On this day, sales of British newspapers rose sharply. According to incomplete statistics, major newspapers in the UK have added printing, which has increased their sales by up to 50% than in the past. Printing machines from several factories are in trouble! George Mackinson, CEO of Penguin Publishing House, held a banquet for Henry at night and had a party in the luxurious lobby on the top floor of the London Hotel.

In the hall, beautiful women like clouds, and many Penguin Publishing business partners present!

When Henry arrived, Mackinson smiled and walked to greet him: "Welcome young writer Henry!"

Mackinson was in his thirties, young and promising, handsome and elegant, looking beautiful and dignified in a decent suit. Penguin Press is a world-class publishing group, Mackinson can act as CEO, and he can imagine his extraordinary abilities. Henry shook his hand and said, "Thank you."

Mackinson smiled and said, "Henry, I'm a big fan of yours !!!"

"Haha, that's an honor for me!" Henry smiles.

Mackinson took Henry's hand, walked into the crowd, and introduced him: "Everyone, this is Henry Williams, the young writer" Harry Potter "!"

Everyone greeted Henry one after another, including executives from television or newspapers, the owner of a large chain bookstore, and several colleagues.

Henry greeted them politely and politely.

After the party, Mackinson takes Henry to the closest private room. Henry knew that Mackinson must have something to say to him.

Of course, Mackinson said bluntly: "Henry, I hear you haven't authorized Asian copyrights for other publishers. What do you think of our Penguin Publisher Home?"

Henry was not surprised when he heard this. Mackinson talked to himself, nothing more than "Harry Potter". Henry pondered for a moment and said lightly, "The main strength of the Penguin Publisher Home is concentrated in Europe, and your strength in Asia is not very strong."

"You're right. However, Penguin Press has decided this time and wants to spend a lot of money to open a new situation in Asia. At that time, the series" Harry Potter "will also be popular in Asia!"

"Oh, right? I don't know how much money your publisher called?"

"One hundred million pounds !!!"

Damn, your publisher is very rich!

Henry is suddenly shocked.

Seeing Henry's surprised expression, Mackinson explained: "This time Penguin Publishing's parent company, Pearson, has invested in it. Through the acquisition and integration of several well-known publishers in Asia, Penguin Publishing has expanded its scale and expanded its influence!"

Hearing what he said, Henry immediately understood that because Pearson had a big problem, Henry agreed to Markinson's request: "Yes, I agree to grant Harry Potter's Asian copyright to you."

Mackinson smiled on his face, and then signed the agreement with Henry.

Earth in the year 980, there is no advanced technology, no entertainment to feed the boredom, there is only power struggles, constant warfare and very dirty politics.

Kingdoms began to stand one by one to prove and declare their kingdom was the ruler of the world.

Michael Jackson, a young man in the 20th century with a blessing from God to redeem his life who has saved many people at the cost of his life.

There is no system and also not a matchless genius, but Michael was given a mysterious blessing by God.

"If you were in my position, what would you do?"

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I will try to start a novel about world growth from a long time ago, and remember this world is just an imagination so it has nothing to do with the real world.

Do not protest, because I use the help of goggle translate if any suggestions I really appreciate it.

Recently Harry Potter has been bored with nothing to do. So he has made up a brilliant plan.

He discovered this newspaper called WizardTube. The website was about making videos about oneself, and sending them to the company.

From there the workers shall choose the best videos and feature them onto the paper. This will potentially shine Harry's name in new lights across the wizarding world!

He dedided to do a brilliant, original, novel idea! He decided to do a prank video! No one has done one yet! 

This will be a big hit! Every other video he has seen has been multiple adventure or fail streams. One was stealing the Ice King Dragon's egg at the mouth of mount Everest. Another was traverssing through the insides of mount Fuji. Another showcased some evidence that Dumbledore might actually be a tranny. And the last was bounty hunter killing a whole tribe of criminals camping in the woods.

These were all easy and common things to do. After all who was he!? He was the one who survived from the one that shall not be named.

Prank videos were hard. You had to think of a prank and the scene. It wasted Harry seconds in order to come up with his idea! It was horribly hard.

Time was money, and time was fame. So he hurridly made his prank a reality. He planned to spook some students around the dark halls of Hogwarts.

He wore his mask and hid around the corner with his recorder bean active. Nothing can possibly go wrong! Harry was a king and celebrity of the wizarding world!

Time passed... Seconds, minutes, than hours... Finally the big moment came.

The galloping of footsteps was heard and it was time to strike! Jumping out of the corer Harry yelled out his most scary line that he could think of!

"Ogaboogabooga!!!"

The man spooked stopped in front of Harry. With the sudden stop of motion his head fell off and flew into Harry's lap.

"Woah when did you arrive here dude? I didn't know there was a new ghost in Hogwarts! Do you want to walk with me to the graves tonight?"

Shivering Harry Potter fainted in the dusky hallways.

The ghost looking at his spooky face on the ground was speechless.

Used to be 'Harry Potter's Mischevious Shorts'; I removed the chapters as I didn't know you can't delete novels.

Hey, so I and my friends are running out of ideas for this story a little... I am trying to update in order but it is getting to a point where I am making up most of the story as I go and I don't have an actual story to copy down. If you did not know me and my friends are writing this story on our phones in a shared notes thing and I am the one transferring the story on the website on a computer. I and my family finally moved so maybe I will have more time to update. But I am probably going to just post what we have so far from just random scenes we wrote and you can make up the rest of the story lol. We really didn't have a plan for this fanfiction we just started writing randomly. But if you are a fan of Harry Potter we are currently writing a Harry Potter fanfiction!!! We will try to have more of a plan this time and try to go in order. Also if you are a fan of Loki I brought him in as my original characters love interest tehe. Sorry to disappoint you if you were expecting a longer story. If you really enjoyed this story and want a longer, better version comment and I will rewrite it this summer and post it. But I will only do it if a lot of people like this story, so vote and comment if you want me to do that. :)

A swirling vortex of insanity opened up and dropped the shade of Tom Marvolo Riddle in the middle of some kind of field. He had no idea what he had. He swung his arms looking around. The Heir of Salazar Slytherin took a couple of steps into the ground which sank.
Riddle opened up the Chamber of Secrets and tried to unleash the monster in to cleanse the school of the filth. Interference and a rather insane vessel presented some difficult challenges. Riddle conceded the fact he should he ensured the roosters were all properly strangled. Some little girl and her pet rooster foiled the plans of the great Lord Voldemort.
Opening up the Chamber of Secrets on Halloween Night would be some kind of symbolic event for many reasons. Halloween had been a magic night for many reasons, and it was the night Lord Voldemort, in his future guise, fell to Harry Potter. This Wilson reminded him many times.
'How could I have grown so incompetent?' Riddle asked. 'And more importantly, where I am?'
Riddle spoke this chilling statement and moved closer to the center his intended destination. The Dark Lord heard hideous whispers going about in the background.
"You're not in Kansas anymore, Dorothy!"
The giggling forced Riddle to spin around on a constant basis. He resembled some kind of demonic washing machine when walking into the center. Riddle wondered what the hell happened.
"I'm Lord Voldemort! Do you hear me? I AM LORD VOLDEMORT!"
The Dark Lord's eyes flashed. He suddenly appeared on the high seas with the water crashing against the seas. Riddle looked back and came face to face with the mercenary. A couple more changes came to the man. A fluffy white shirt, a dark eye patch, and a peg leg along with a hat with the fabled skull and crossbones combination added to the assemble. He held a saber and pointed it towards Riddle.
"Arrgh, Matey!" he growled. "You better keep your hands of me booty!"
Riddle staggered back swinging his arms a little bit. The saber pressed against his chest to scrap the edge of it. Riddle reached over and found himself rocked by the high seas.
"See, here's me booty!"
Deadpool slapped his ass and caused a ripple effect.
"You are to tell me how to get out of here immediately!" Riddle demanded. "Do you know who I am?"
The loud laughter echoed in response. The sea rocked against the rocks and flipped Riddle out onto the rocks. Riddle rolled over onto the beach. Riddle looked up and saw an old man with a white beard dressed in a speedo standing on the beach.
"Dumbledore?" Riddle asked.
Dumbledore strutted around in his tight white speedo leaving nothing to his imagination. He stepped over to apply oil on the back of a greasy haired man who laid face down on the beach.
A large volleyball hit Riddle in the back of the head. A group of Deadpools crowded around which caused Riddle to stand back from them. He rushed to the edge of the beach and jumped into the air.
'There has to be an exit out of this madhouse.'
Riddle floated off the ground blasting as far away from the scene and more importantly as far away from Albus Dumbledore's wrinkled balls as possible. He flew through the air and moved past a figure dressed in a red mini-skirt, a tight blue shirt with an "S", a red cape, and blonde hair coming out of a mask. The figure turned around to reveal the mask of Deadpool with a blonde ponytail sticking out of the back of it.
"Hi!" she cried. "My name is Karapool! I'm faster than a speeding bullet, more powerful than a locomotive, and able to make hate-readers cry bitter tears in a single bound!"
Riddle smashed into a building and dropped down to the ground. He landed in the middle of the ground and skidded down with a breath coming from him.
A bunch of figures snapped their fingers as they stood on either side of the street. A catchy beat began to play as an army of Deadpools stood on one side dressed in red and black and an army of Deadpools stood on the other side dressed in black and red. They kept snapping their fingers.
"Forget about it!" one of the Deadpools yelled.
"You forget about it!" another one of the Deadpools yelled.
"You forget about it!" the first Deadpool declared. "This is are turf, you see!"
They snapped their fingers and moved around to face each other. Their hair whipped in the breeze as they prepared to rumble with each other. The ground shifted underneath Riddle causing him to blast into the air. Riddle rode the turbulent waves rocking the ground.
The Dark Lord's annoyance increased the further he blasted high into the sky. He landed in the middle of Hogwarts and stood in the middle of the groups of students. They all laughed at something.
"Look at me, I'm Lord Voldemort!" one of the students mocked. "I'm a lame idiot with a bad name who lost to one year old baby!"
They all laughed until Riddle had it. He would kill all these little bastards just like he killed that punk who made fun of his nose that one time. He intended to get it reduced should his body return back. Voldemort whipped out his wand only to realize his wand turned into a dildo.
'What in the name of Merlin's beard is this madness?' Voldemort asked.
A loud laughter echoed as Riddle dropped into the court room. He surrounded by a jury all of them who dressed to Deadpool. The honorable Judge Pool stepped out to the middle of the courtroom.
"How do you plead, Mr. Riddle?" the Judge asked. "On the charges that you are a failure who can't even beat a child."
"I'LL KILL YOU!"
Voldemort jumped over the rail and at the bench. The ground shifted and now he waded in a ground covered in nothing other than pudding.
"Let me out of here!" Voldemort yelled. "Let me out of here!"
The walls blasted open off to the side and flung Voldemort across the room. The Dark Lord turned his attention to the edge of the wall. A figure dressed in black stalked him. More features came into the picture with long dark hair and green eyes vibrant as the killing curse itself.
"Who are you?" Voldemort asked.
"I'm Harry Potter!" he yelled speaking in a Southern American accent for some reason. "And you're my little bitch boy."
One flicked finger dropped the Dark Lord down. Riddle spiraled down to the ground. He reached for a wand which dropped down onto the ground. Riddle slung any number of curses at Harry. The demonic mental figure with glowing green eyes stalked Voldemort with malicious intent in mind. The Dark Lord's hands gripped his wand firmly the wood standing up straight as he refused to let go.
"Yeah, that's a problem with a lot of men," one of the Deadpool jurors commented.
"AVADA KEDAVRA! AVADA KEDAVRA! AVADA KEDVAVRA!"
Each killing curse struck Harry Potter. The harder Voldemort whacked him the bigger Harry Potter got. He grew massive and towered over Voldemort's puny body. Riddle stepped back and drew in a deep breath. The Killing Curse did not work.
"No!"
It was almost like as Potter grew, Riddle shrank. He felt impotent before this very powerful wizard.
"Tell me more about your wand problem," Freudpool stated as he jotted some notes down. "Is this symbolic of any inadequacy you may feel ze bedroom?"
Riddle screamed and he rushed towards the man. "LET ME OUT OF HERE!"
True terror coursed through Riddle's body when Harry Potter turned from a giant boy wizard into a hideous looking purple dinosaur. Riddle could not put his finger on why but a giant purple dinosaur going after him was the most terrifying thing ever.
A hand wrapped around Riddle and the purple dinosaur devoured him. Riddle screamed when he came into the stomach of the dinosaur. His horror increased when the realization of being surrounded by several versions of Deadpool was his eternal fate.
"Hey guys!" one of them shouted. "I found a way out of here. It's a little bit messy though!"
A loud explosion happened and Riddle appeared on the ground. A giant lion, a tinman, a scarecrow, and a brunette girl dressed in blue started to skip down the Yellow Brick Road which he landed on. Their faces all had the Deadpool mask.
"We're off to see the wizard. The wonderful wizard of…."
A troll with the letters "CU" on his shirt popped up and pointed his finger at the singers which prevented them from singing any further.
A blonde girl with a dreamy expression wearing a top hat appeared and gave Voldemort a sardonic smile.
"It's a strange and whimsical world isn't it?" The Luna Hatter asked. "And you are just in time for tea."
Riddle's next destination found himself boiling in a giant tea cup where a large white rabbit with Deadpool's mask reached in to drink it. He jumped out of the scalding hot tea and ran into a wall made entirely of Deadpools. Deadpools to the left, Deadpools to right all surrounded Voldemort. Big ones, short ones, fat ones, skinny ones, Deadpools of all fifty eight genders as defined by Facebook surrounded the most feared Dark Lord that ever lived.
"You don't get it, kid, see?"
A mobster Deadpool stepped closer to Voldemort. Riddle stepped back.
"This mind here, this is Big Pool's mind, see," Mobpool said in thick Brooklyn accent.
"Where's the way out?" Voldemort demanded.
"You think of me as a snitch? You think of me as a stool pigeon? You can't get Rocky to squeal. Rocky ain't like that. See?"
Voldemort stepped back and peered up at a giant billboard with the words "Read Emerald Flight 2017 on July 18th, 2017 at a Fan Fiction Website near you" scrolling over. It repeated in neon letters repeatedly.
The Dark Lord rushed towards a door which had been opened. He faded into a swirling cyclone of light.
Wade Wilson popped up like an overdone piece of toaster. Snape happily zapped him with a giant magical cattle prod as he shook on the bed.
"Severus, I think he's awake," Dumbledore said
"One more time for good measure?"
Snape zapped Deadpool one more time with the magical cattle prod for good measure. Deadpool thrashed all about with Snape brandishing his big black rod over Deadpool's face.
The diary on the side sizzled and broke open. Hideous screams emitted from the diary and red ink oozed from it.
The words "KILL ME" flashed over the diary constantly. It had a spastic fit and shot blots of ink high in the air.
Harry Potter stepped into the hospital room out of nowhere, calmly picked up a Basilisk Fang, and stabbed it through the diary. Black smoke hissed from the diary and it bled its ink. The diary sizzled with black ink splattering against the table in the hospital wing.
"Congratulations Mr. Potter, you've destroyed a Horcrux," Snape said.
"What's a Horcrux?" Harry asked.
Dumbledore elbowed Snape in his ribs to tell him to stop spoiling things he didn't intend to tell Harry for about four years.
"Mr. Potter, I just said I had to wash my socks," Snape said. "Five points to Gryffindor for your shoes being untied."
"I'm wearing slippers," Harry dryly replied.
"And a further ten points from Gryffindor for contradicting me," Snape said.
"Professor Dumbledore, what is a Horcrux?" Harry asked.
"Yes, Mr. Potter, I believe you should go wash your socks," Dumbledore said. "In fact, why don't we all go change our socks and leave Mr. Wilson in peace."
Dumbledore turned to Deadpool on the bed.
"You shouldn't eat food at a Deathday Party again. Unless you want to attend Nick's next one as one of the ghosts."
Deadpool had no words for Dumbledore. Just sign language, particularly one middle finger.

Nothing is at me 
the histories is at megamatt09

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"Dray!  Are you ready?  Let's go!" Pansy bursted into Draco's dormitory first thing in the morning—and she didn't even change out of her pajamas yet.
"Calm down Pansy." Draco yawned, he had already woke up earlier and changed into his robes.  There's only he and Blaise in his dormitory as his parents specially requested.  But then, with Pansy being so loud, the people from nearby dorms probably got woken up by her.
Blaise groaned from his bed. "What's wrong with you?  It's only six o'clock..."
"It's our first day!  Aren't you excited?"
"Pansy." Draco said exasperatedly, "It is indeed the first day, but no one would normally get up this early..."
"What about you then?  You got up even earlier than me!" Pansy shot back.
"I do get up quite early, but that's part of my usual schedule.  Now, you should go get ready, would you want people to see you like that?"
"Your usual schedule?  What?  Anyways, I'll be back!" Pansy ran out the door.
"Merlin.  That girl." Blaise groaned again. "I guess I'll have to get up now, there's no way for me to sleep peacefully once she's up."
* * *
At breakfast, the students got their schedules.
"Do we have the same class?  Do we?"
"I have Transfiguration." said Blaise.
"Aww...I have Charms!"
Draco looked at his timetable, "I have Charms as well."
"Brilliant!  Let's go together now!  Bye Blaise, have fun finding class on your own!"
"Ah...why can't I be in the same class as you Draco..."
"It's just the way it is Blaise.  Now you should go, or you'll probably be late." Draco walked toward a staircase with Pansy following right behind him.
"I wish I have photographic memories as well...it would had been so convenient!" said Pansy enviously as Draco found the Charms class after only about five minutes of wandering around.  The pair entered the classroom.
* * *
Pansy complain about the rising stack of assignments they had to do.
"And it's not just the homework!  I really expected more from the Dark Arts class!"
"Defense Against the Dark Arts, not Dark Arts.  You'll make people think we're Death Eater wannabes or something." Blaise rolled his eyes.
"We have Double Potions with the Gryffindor today." Draco said as he used his fork to poke at his bacons.
"So we'll finally have a class with the legendary Harry Potter?" Blaise exclaimed with false admiration.
"What?  Are you one of his fan or something?" Pansy mocked playfully.
Draco looked at them, "Eat your breakfast now.  You can gossip after you eat your fill."
"Okay Mother."
"Shut it."
The mail then arrived, an eagle owl with fierce orange-red eyes landed in front of Draco.  The owl dropped the packages it was carrying on to his lap.  Draco took a piece of bacon and passed it to the owl, the owl caught it in it's beak and shortly after, flew away.
"What did your parents send you this time?" Pansy asked curiously, others at the Slytherin table turned to him as well.
Draco opened the package.  This time, Narcissa sent a package of  Tanghulu, much to his surprise.  He had mentioned the sweet to her once before, but he didn't expect that she would remember and actually sent him some.  Lucius on the other hand, sent a box of ink, quills, and a notebook that can be enlarge and shrunken by saying certain words.
Tanghulu Link: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tanghulu
"What is that?  Is it edible?" Pansy asked.
"It's called Tanghulu, it's a popular Chinese treat."
"Ooh...can I have one?  Please?"
Draco handed her and Blaise each a stick.  Pansy shoved the sugary treat into her mouth.
"Mmm!  It's delicious!"
"This is better than I thought it would be." Blaise admitted.
The other Slytherins look on curiously at them as they finished the treats.  The three Slytherins soon left the Great Hall after some small chats.
"We all have Double Potions together, so you can follow Draco now Blasie!" teased Pansy.
Blaise huffed, "Yeah, I'll do that."
Draco chuckled.  "Let's go now, Professor Snape is a strict one, you don't want to be late and leave a bad first impression.
"It sounded like you know him."
"Let's just say he's a friend of my parents."
Severus Snape was a man worth admiring.  He had committed himself to avenge his crush back at school—even though she didn't love him romantically back and was already married before she was murdered. 
Snape was also a quite considering godfather.  He had spared Draco from the guilt of direct murder by doing the deed of ending Dumbledore for Draco.  Although there are some doubts about whether he might have only done it due to the Unbreakable Vow with Narcissa Malfoy.
The trio headed to the Potion classroom in the dungeon.
Potion class was fairly smooth enough for the Slytherins, but it was definitely terrible for the Gryffindors.
During roll call, Professor Snape had paused at Harry Potter's name, raised his eyebrows, and started making potion class hell for the Gryffindor.
"Ah, Yes," he said softly, "Harry Potter. Our new—celebrity."
Some Slytherins started snickering.
"As there is little foolish wand-waving here, many of you will hardly believe this is magic. I don't expect you will really understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses.... I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death -- if you aren't as big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach." Snape said after the roll call.
"Potter!" said Snape suddenly. "What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"
Harry glanced toward Ron, but it looks like Ron is also clueless about the question.  The girl with bushy brown-hair, Hermione Granger, on the other hand, raised her hand up high.
Helpless, Harry can only answer: "I don't know, sir."
Professor Snape continued to target him and ignored Hermione's hand.  He sneered, "Tut, tut—fame clearly isn't everything."
"Let's try again.  Potter, where would you look if I told you to find me a bezoar?"
"I don't know, sir."
"Ever thought about opening the book before coming, Potter?"
Harry can see that some of the Slytherins had started to shake uncontrollably with laughter.  Even the dark-haired girl with Malfoy—who he considers decent even though he's a Slytherin—was holding her stomach tightly.  Parkinson quickly stopped laughing as her blonde companion glared at her though.
"Shush, it's not like you can do better.  You need to improve your own level and prove yourself before you can laugh at someone like that." Harry heard Malfoy mutter to Parkinson.
Parkinson's face became solemn. "Yes your highness, I will do my absolute best to stay on track and not fail!" She then snickered as the blonde gave showed an annoyed frown.
"What is the difference, Potter, between monkshood and wolfsbane?"
"I don't know." Harry secretly gritted his teeth.  Why does Professor Snape only target him and not any other students?  Harry is pretty sure that he hasn't done anything to him at all.  He didn't even know him until Hagrid told him about the teachers.
"I think Hermione does, though, why don't you try her?"
A few people laughed, Harry saw Seamus wink at him.
"Sit down."  Professor Snape snapped at Hermione, he then gave an explanation with a scowl on his face.  "For your information, Potter, asphodel and wormwood make a sleeping potion so powerful it is known as the Draught of Living Death.  A bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a goat and it will save you from most poisons.  As for monkshood and wolfsbane, they are the same plant, which also goes by the name of aconite.  Well? Why aren't you all copying that down?  And a point would be taken away from the Gryffindor house for your cheekiness, Potter."
The classroom began to be filled with the sound of quills and parchment.
Professor Snape then split the students into pairs for potion making.  The students are to make a simple potion used for curing boils.
Sweeping around in his long black cloak, he watch them weigh dried nettles and crush snake fangs, criticizing almost everyone except Draco, whom he seemed to like.
He was just telling everyone to look at the perfect way the blonde Slytherin had stewed his horned slugs—Harry had to admit that he did do it brilliantly—when clouds of acid green smoke and a loud hissing filled the dungeon. Neville had somehow managed to melt Seamus's cauldron into a twisted blob, and their potion was seeping across the stone floor, burning holes in people's shoes.
Within seconds, the whole class was standing on their stools while Neville, who had been drenched in the potion when the cauldron collapsed, moaned in pain as angry red boils sprang up all over his arms and legs.
"Idiot boy!" snarled Snape, clearing the spilled potion away with one wave of his wand. "I suppose you added the porcupine quills before taking the cauldron off the fire?"
Neville whimpered as boils started to pop up all over his nose.
"Take him up to the hospital wing," Snape spat at Seamus. Then he rounded on Harry and Ron, who had been working next to Neville.
"You -- Potter -- why didn't you tell him not to add the quills? Thought he'd make you look good if he got it wrong, did you? That's another point you've lost for Gryffindor."
This was so unfair that Harry opened his mouth to argue, but Ron kicked the him behind their cauldron.
"Don't push it," he muttered, "I've heard Snape can turn very nasty."
As they climbed the steps out of the dungeon an hour later, Harry's mind was racing and his spirits were low. He'd lost two points for Gryffindor in his very first week -- why did Snape hate him so much? 
"Cheer up," said Ron, "Snape's always taking points off Fred and George. Can I come and meet Hagrid with you?"
At five to three they left the castle and made their way across the grounds to Hagrid's wooden house.
* * * 
"Hey, have you guys seen the news?"
Draco looked up from his Potion books. After that incident of Neville Longbottom, he was more determined to make sure he'll never ever commit the mistake of making a potion wrong. 
He. Will. Not. Allow. It.
"Blimey, you can stop for today now Draco. Although it's nice that you like to study—studying to much isn't going to be good for you."
Pansy grabbed his book and threw it onto his bed.
Classes had ended for the day, the trio are currently hanging out in Draco and Blaise's dormitory. Snape had allowed Pansy in their dorm despite her being a girl, because of their parents and them being childhood friends. Pansy might even move into their room soon if this continues—
"What's on the news, Blaise?" Draco yawned, using magic to put the book away.
"Check this out—" Blaise took out a piece of paper from who knows where.
Daily Prophet: 
GRINGOTTS BREAK-IN LATEST
Investigations continue into the break-in at Gringotts on 31 July, widely believed to be the work of Dark wizards or witches unknown.
Gringotts goblins today insisted that nothing had been taken. The vault that was searched had in fact been emptied the same day.
"But we're not telling you what was in there, so keep your noses out if you know what's good for you," said a Gringotts spokesgoblin this afternoon.
"Hmm..."
"Wait, weren't you at Diagon Alley on July 31?" Pansy asked.  She usually isn't very observant and is more into straightforward things, but when it comes to her friends—especially her two best friends, almost nothing can escape her notice. She has high EQ.
"Ha...yes..."
"And if I remembered right, you met that Chosen One too that day right? Does he has anything to do with this?"
"...Probably."
"From how you had hesitated, I am convince that Potter has something to do with this."
Shoot.
They know him too well...they're also pretty smart themselves, so it isn't really a surprise that they can deduct that from just the paper, his and Potter's presence at DIagon Alley that day, and his answer...
There are definitely benefits and drawbacks to having intelligent friends.
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Here's some Hogwarts information.  Not entirely sure if the information is accurate, but I decided to go with it.
DISCLAIMER!  I got this information from another website, here's the link:  https://www.hp-lexicon.org/thing/school-schedules/
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[The School Year at Hogwarts]
—The year begins on September 1
—Hogwarts Express leaves King's Cross Station at 11 a.m., bringing students to Hogsmeade Station where the 2nd through 7th years ride horseless carriages up to the castle and 1st years cross the lake in boats with Hagrid
—the start-of-year feast
*the Sorting
*a few words from Dumbledore
*vast quantities of food and drink
*a few more words from Dumbledore, including the "start-of-term notices"
—classes begin on September 2, schedules handed out at breakfast
—Quidditch trials during the second week (PS7), also flying lessons for first years
—Halloween Feast on the evening of October 31
*hundreds of live bats flying around
*delicious pumpkin treats
—first Quidditch match in the beginning of November
—second week of December McGonagall takes names of those who are staying over the Christmas holidays
—end of first term is usually about a week before Christmas and most of the students and some of the teachers go home
—December 25: Christmas Feast
—shortly after January 1: Hogwarts Express returns and start of second term
—Easter holidays, two-week break, students go home, exact dates vary every year
—exams are held the first week of June
—results come out the second week of June
—Leaving Feast, sometimes called the end-of-term feast, the evening before the Hogwarts Express goes back to London
—the Hogwarts Express returns to London during the third week of June
—all staff and students leave Hogwarts during the summer except for Filch (SN) and possibly McGonagall (Pm)
[Daily Routines at Hogwarts]
—The day begins with breakfast in the Great Hall. During breakfast, the morning mail arrives in a flurry of hundreds of owls. A bell signals the start of the first class at 9 am.
—There are two morning classes with a break between (signaled by a bell), followed by lunch and a break.
—After lunch, classes resume at 1 pm. It is not clear if there are one or two classes in the afternoon.
—Supper is served in the Great Hall toward evening, after which the students are expected to be in their House common rooms for studying and socializing. Curfew for older students is 9 pm (OP).
—There is no set bedtime after supper.
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This is a Harry Potter fan fiction in which our MC will be transmigrated as Draco Malfoy.   This a fan fiction inspired by another HP fan fiction, Harry Potter’s Natural Villain, by 身中剧毒.  

Harry Potter’s Natural Villain is a Chinese HP fan fiction and the English translation translator seem to have dropped it, but I really wanted to read it.  So I went and gone to a website with the raws and copy, paste it on Google Translate.  I got addicted to the story and finished it in about a week.  

It was so good!  

I actually thought of translating it into English and post an English translation, but I didn’t.  I might try translating it in the future, but I don’t think it will be anytime soon...

This story is probably going to take a while...since I need to go check the Harry Potter informations.  Things like spells and events that had happen in each year.

DISCLAIMER: The cover image does not belong to me.  I just found it online and then edited it.

* * * 

Xie Yin sighed.  Just his luck, he was transmigrated as Draco Malfoy.  The arch rival of Harry Potter.  

Actually, to be honest, being Draco Malfoy isn’t half bad.  If you exclude the Malfoys working for the Dark Lord, he would have been able to live a fine, peaceful, and luxurious life.  
But no, his family just has to get involved with the Dark Lord. (Another sigh from Xie Yin)
Xie Yin does not care about the war.  He does not care whether light or dark win.  He just wants to live a satisfying life.  
However, soon Xie Yin will find that he will probably get caught up in the middle of everything.

“I guess I just have to make a move.” Xie Yin—Draco Malfoy—muttered to himself, “But first...I need to stabilize my own conditions!”

-Not really sure if I should do Drarry, but...eh.  I’ll just roll along with it.
-The MC has crazy mood swings that can change his whole personality.  I guess you can call it serious bipolar or something.
-There will be Multiple POVs.
-Bear with me on this...I will be rereading “Harry Potter” while working on the chapters.  The site I’m using as reference might not be accurate so feel free to point things like mistakes out.  I will also look on the Harry Potter wiki for information as well.

January 14th, 2010

Harrison woke up early in a much better shape than he had been for a while he guessed it was the effect of the three times healing after all no coma patient who had been out of commission for 2 year could already speak properly after waking up for only three days. He looked around his room out of boredom and found it was clean and dimly lit and switched on the light signally to the nurse that he had woken up.

 After all he was right next to the nurses room and the nurse from yesterday had given him a bell to ring in case he needs anything he knew the only reason this was possible was due to him being a VIP with his father having a high social status.

He looked at the clock in front of him it said 9 and decided to ring the bell to call the nurse because he wanted to know if the doctor had allowed him to eat food or to just stick with IV drops.

A nurse, a women probably in her early twenties came in just a few minutes and upon asking her if he could eat food or not she replied "I am sorry Mr Harrison the doctor had told you to wait a week or two to consume any solid food and has told you to stick to IV drops for the weeks after all it your first step towards rehab".

Harrison asked "So when will this rehab start?".

Nurse answered "The rehab will start as soon as we get permission from your parents after your meeting".

Harrison asked "Can I at least have water,please ?.

Nurse responded "Yes wait a few moments".

She came back with water and after Harrison drank it all in one gulp he asked "Do you know when my parents will be back ?". The nurse responded "They will arrive within a few hours as they took the first flight to Manchester and your uncle should also be coming with them".

Harrison asked "Can I borrow a Laptop for my entertainment ?". 

Harrison knew he was pushing it slightly after all there was no way they would just give him a laptop just because he was a VIP but then there was no shame in asking after all he was borrowing it for just a few hours.

The nurse slightly stunned by the request responded "I can lend you my laptop for a while as I am not using it but when I require it I will come back and take it".

Harrison quickly responded "Thanks a ton".

The nurse soon bought a laptop and after switching it on and entering the password left it under Harrison care and left to attend other patients. Harrison now in access to a laptop decided to surf the net for any news and clues for the things missing in this world after all he could use it as his bargaining chip with his parents to enter the entertainment industry.

He also wanted to see details about his father movie studio and book publishing and after reading few articles became slightly disheartened as his father had a nice studio and a relatively famous movie studio but was incurring losses in his book publishing business as the book publish were not having any significant sales and was on the verge of closure.

This was all due to there not being any popular book published and the book publishing seeing zero to no sales. Harrison wanted to help his dad out but had no clue of what he should do. He tried his best to recall any good books from 2010 and the first thing that came in his mind was Harry Potter.

He had a lot of self doubt about this as there was no way that Harry Potter had not being published yet after all the movies came to an end by 2011 but he still gave it a search on Google to see if there was a possibility that it didn't exist after all that what the introduction told him there were many things missing in the industry.

The search result shocked him as he found that there was no such book in the market. He was dumbfounded as this was a big book that had hundreds of million of fans worldwide and it had actually gone missing in this world. 

Harrison quickly searched for different relevant thing back in the 2000s and from his estimation the entire industry had so many works missing that it could be said that the whole industry was 5 to 6 year backward than how it should have been.

The first thing he wanted to do now was to write and send Harry Potter to his father publishing before June 24th which was the official closing date for the publication on it official website. Now the only problem that came at him was how was he suppose to do that as he had to get the book published and publicize before the closure to the point that the sales of it alone could sustain the book publishing firm.

There was also another problem that was all he could remember from the plot was the basics as not much actually happen in the first book other than introduction and he had to type it all down word to word. He then remembered about the memory capsule but wondered how much would he be able to remember from having one and how long it would last.

He removed one from his inventory and ate it without thinking and tried his best to recall the first book of Harry Potter page by page and suddenly he felt like he was rereading the page they kept popping up one by one and finally after a while the pages stopped appearing and Harrison could clearly remember a total of 22 pages of the first book completely.

After opening his eyes he could clearly remember all of them to the point that even if he ever mention Harry Potter they would surface in his mind. Harrison could hardly believe the miraculous effect of the pill but he thought to himself then again I could hardly believe my death, rebirth and everything that has happen until now. 

Harrison before closing the laptop checked out his father net worth which turned out to be a shocking 500 million and it turned out this all came from the movies that had made by his dad the amount mainly came from hit movies that resulted in around box office collection of 50 to 80 million in the last few years by his dad studio.

Harrison quickly deleted his search history to not leave any evidence of him searching such big things that he was going to produce online and there being clues of him being from the future. After closing the laptop Harrison saw that time had past by quiet quickly as it was already 12 pm.

He figured by now his parents should have informed the staff at what time their flight was going to be and when they were going to arrive as he was really looking forward to meet this family as from the memories he had received he could say that these were the most loving pair of parents he had ever seen in existence.

The same nurse came in and upon being questioned answered that his parents had already boarded the plane and would arrive around 2 to 3 o'clock. Harrison gave the nurse a faint smile upon hearing her answer and saw that she slightly blushed and went away.

Harrison decided to eat all the capsule one by one to see how much of the first book he could accumulate into his memories. After he closed his eyes one by one from each capsule 2 to 23 pages kept arriving and being stored into his long term memories. The Last thing Harrison did before the effect of the pill went off was to check the total number of pages the first book had to know how many capsule he would need to finish it.

Thee number that came out of the darkness was 223 and after which the effect got over and everything in front of his closed eyes went blank. Harrison quickly calculated that he  would need around 10 pills to complete this book but it lead him to another predicament he didn't know where to get the pills from and how to accumulate them.

After thinking for a while Harrison decided to use the Special Lottery Draw

There exist twelve individuals in the entertainment industry know as The Twelve Entertainment Kings. Jaxson Williams one of the newest crowned kings died in an airplane crash this man was multi talented and was a singer, actor, director, rapper, comedian and many uncountable things his death caused the whole industry to moan for him.

His death was regarded as the most major death in the entertainment circle in the year 2040. He became one of the legends in the entertainment industry. Many people felt sad at the death of such a talented man who was just 30.

He gets reborn as Harrison Kingston in the past on the year 2010 but things are different in this world as this a separate universal plane with many things missing. Harrison a 15 year old who had just been in a car accident had been in coma for two years suddenly gain consciousness.

Watch the rise of The King Of Entertainment who not only takes back his former place but strives to become the one who ruled over all the kings.

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