As the title and heading suggest, I wore it.

In this era where everything can be time-traveled, time travel is nothing unusual, and it's quite normal to travel into Harry Potter. But what I didn't expect was that I didn't travel into the original book, but into a fan fiction of the original book, and it was even a female-centric story.

It's not a problem to transmigrate into a fanfiction novel. After all, I'm an innocent college student. No matter where I transmigrate, I just want to be an insignificant passerby. Knowing the plot well, I don't want to make a comeback; I just want to give up.

Therefore, when the Sorting Hat asked me which house I wanted to go to, I resolutely chose Hufflepuff.

"Oh, are you sure you want to go to Hufflepuff? Good, you have the qualities of honesty, kindness, and a love for magical creatures, but you are also calm, rational, and have a thirst for wisdom. Ravenclaw will welcome you." The Sorting Hat continued its steady nagging.

Strictly speaking, anything but Gryffindor or Slytherin will do, but as a traditional Chinese rabbit, I'm definitely biased towards Hufflepuff, who is honest, kind, and close to the kitchen.

“I want to go to Hufflepuff.” I was very determined.

“Alright, then… Hufflepuff!” the Sorting Hat shouted.

The Hufflepuff table erupted in enthusiastic applause as they clapped for each new student assigned to their house. I breathed a sigh of relief and, unable to contain my smile, walked toward the Hufflepuff table.

Great!

I happily joined the badger cubs and watched the next house sorting.

Harry, Hermione, and Ron were all assigned to Gryffindor, as expected.

Draco was sorted into Slytherin after being hit on the head by the Sorting Hat.

And then... is the female protagonist of the fanfiction I'm currently in—Willow Gaunt.

Just by looking at the name, you can tell it's not simple.

Just like in the story, she was sorted into Slytherin.

In fan fiction, Willotte Gaunt is the heir to the Gaunt family, a pure-blooded wizard, a blonde beauty with purple eyes from Slytherin, who appears to be an elegant and polite young lady, but is actually the third Dark Lord of Avada Kedavra (don't ask, it's just a fan fiction setting).

She could punch Quirrell in her first year, tame the Basilisk in her second year, destroy the diary, help Sirius Black clear his name in her third year, capture Peter Pettigrew, and win the favor of the entire main cast. In her fourth year, she participated in the Goblet of Fire with Harry and won first place. By her fifth year, she had already established her own power. In her sixth year, she replaced Voldemort as the third Dark Lord (don't ask, it's just a fanfiction setting).

Under such a halo, I secretly hugged myself and vowed to become an absolute passerby. After all, there are many dangerous battles in both the original work and this fanfiction, and I don't want to be involved or participate in any adventures.

There's nothing particularly unsatisfying about this fanfic. All the villains who needed to be killed off were killed off, and all the villains who needed to be fought off were fought off. Although the female lead is a dark lord, she doesn't support pure-blooded characters or indiscriminately kill innocent people; she only pursues absolute power and authority.

Although I don't have any life goals, there's no need for me to do anything reckless.

As long as I stay out of trouble and don't befriend or join any of the main characters' groups, I can live peacefully until graduation.

OK, that's it.

I silently made up my mind to stop looking at people from other colleges.

After the hospital was divided, there was a big meal. The food on the table included roasted pork chops, lamb chops, steak, and roasted potatoes... very typical Western food. I hope it won't always be like this in the future. I think my Eastern stomach might not be able to handle eating like this for a long time.

But right now, I'm still happily eating while chatting with my classmates.

Perhaps because of my distinctly Asian appearance, the little badgers were very curious about me.

"Are you Asian?" Hannah Abbott asked nervously.

“Yes, I am from China.” I really liked this girl with rosy cheeks and two braids, so I tried my best to answer her in a friendly way. “My parents are also from China, but they have been living in England since they got married.”

"Wow!" The little badgers were a bit surprised, but also understanding.

“My name is a bit hard to pronounce, you can also call me Claire, that’s my English name,” I added with a smile.

Hogwarts has foreign students, since its specific admission requirements are that they be recorded in the Book of Admission, possess magic, and live in the British Isles, without any nationality requirements (based solely on the original setting).

Strictly speaking, as long as a young wizard is born and resides in the British Isles for a long time, his magic can be detected and recognized by the Book of Admission, and he should be able to enroll regardless of his nationality.

I feel a little guilty as I say this. To be honest, I have never met my parents in the current sense. I even suspect that they don't exist at all.

My identity here is perfect, but it's precisely because it's too perfect that my background is so clean, as if it was specially prepared for time travel—a pure Chinese family member, but born in England, with poor health who rarely went out, no friends, parents who are alive but not often, and a wealthy family, which makes it easy for me to act freely.

To clarify beforehand, I did not receive the original owner's memories like in those time-travel novels. This information was written in a letter when I first arrived here.

I woke up alone in an empty house. Before I could figure out what was going on, an owl calmly flew in through the window and tossed me two letters.

I chose one of them to open and fell into deep thought.

Nothing more, it's all in English or handwritten, I can't understand it.

But I can guess that an owl and an English letter mean someone is applying to a magic school?

I'm a little panicked, but don't rush.

I opened another letter—this one was in Chinese, and it completely explained my identity, background, and various other information. As if afraid I wouldn't know, it even included a photo to prove that this information was from the time-traveling me.

The letter not only contained information about "me," but also explained what I was supposed to do—go to Hogwarts to study (was it really true?), and instructed me to live a good life at Hogwarts according to my own wishes.

what?

me?

I looked at the leisurely owl, and it winked at me. (I'm so excited to actually see an owl wink in my lifetime!)

I couldn't believe it; I always felt this wasn't the usual time-travel process.

At the end of the letter, he also reminded me to study English well, otherwise it would be difficult to make a living.

I was shocked; I never expected that I would still need to study English after passing the CET-4 exam.

After I finished the college entrance exam, I specifically chose a major that had nothing to do with English or math!

But now! I've been transported to a foreign country and there's still no voice pack?!

I really want to escape, but I can't. I'm already in the UK, and I've shrunk back to the size of an 11-year-old. To better adapt to my new identity, I have no choice but to learn English through tears.

(っ╥╯﹏╰╥c) Woohoo.

The author has something to say:

Sorry for taking up space in the main text.

This is my first time writing a novel, and I will update it regularly every two or three days. Occasionally I'll work overtime, but I won't abandon it.

The plot mainly revolves around the female protagonist's daily life at Hogwarts, but it's essentially an all-girls otome novel that breaks up couples and contains yuri elements (real yuri), which take up a significant portion. If you mind this, please don't read it. Sometimes the pacing might be a bit fast, and there are many foreshadowing elements.

The female protagonist dislikes everyone and doesn't date anyone. She's slightly weaker in the early stages but becomes stronger in the middle. The female protagonist's perspective is not the same as the real perspective; I will write other people's perspectives as a supplement.

It doesn't criticize anyone from the original work, nor does it criticize the original female lead from the fanfiction. There are many original characters, but they don't have much screen time in the early stages.

Apologies for the characters being out of character (OOC). As this is a fanfiction, the characters will inevitably carry some fanfiction stereotypes.

No conspiracy, just a happy ending.

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