My story begins in Harry Potter's world, which is more precise. In the third year.

You might be asking yourself how you can know this, but dear reader, there are many unnamed characters in the Harry Potter world, and I simply took one of them.

And I got his memories and gained his knowledge and reflexes, so that's a good thing. By the way, my name is...

Jonathan Lock

More importantly, what am I supposed to do here? Can I enjoy my life now, or is there someone watching me? Am I someone else's plaything, or not? But that doesn't matter to me anymore. Unlike the other stories I read, I have no super wish system, but I never was a fan of these things; they're too easy, too cliché, and too used. And I am happy with that.

If I'm a normal wizard, then that's fine and all

Oh, I forgot to mention that my House is Gryffindor. More like a House of Fucking Hypocrisy. I always hated them. Wish I was Slytherin.

Or Hufflepuff, anyhow, it's time to get to know me

My name in my old life was D'Arpy Rizer. I was a 23-year-old scumbag. I was known as a creepy guy, a stalker, and a fucker in the bushes. I knew I was creative; I got those names because I was an introverted backbencher, and I was okay with that. I accepted who I am, embraced it even, and knew that one day I would meet my end, but honestly, I didn't expect to be reborn. Is that a sign I should change or continue as before? Well, no one told me anything on the way here, so fuck it.

My plan here is simple: destroy Gryffindor, take the best girls by any means necessary, and find a way to protect myself along the way. It's easier said than done, but I will manage.

until then.


i will conthe story if the people like it