"Neville?" Harry kept his mouth shut.
Outside the carriage door, footsteps could be heard, along with the voices of several witches.
"He runs really fast."
"We won't force him."
"That wretched Percy Weasley, just because he has a girlfriend—"
"Enough! This is an ironclad rule! A witch cannot get close to someone else's boyfriend without permission!"
"Is this the carriage?"
"So what if it is? There's already a witch inside."
"Let's go."
"This guy got lucky."
The slender Neville was pressed against the carriage door. After hearing the footsteps disappear, she collapsed to the ground.
"Finally, we're saved."
(Neville was shocked by how handsome he had become after losing weight, and also surprised that he was the only male wizard freshman.)
Harry, who had already snapped out of Roan's spell by the mission instructions, noticed Roan's subtle expression; she didn't seem surprised at all.
Unlike Krum, Cedric, and Phoebe, he had no idea about the wizard's background in this world before the pop-up appeared.
He had just been so engrossed in imitating his first-year self in a tea-drinking manner that he caught Roan's attention.
"I dare say I'll be the worst student in the class. I come from the Muggle World and don't even know the primitive stick magic of the wizards you're talking about."
Roan reassured him, "No, there aren't. Many excellent wizards come from Muggle families, but they learn very quickly. I suspect that stick magic might hinder learning to make spell cards. What's it called again? Hmm, let me think... a cognitive barrier!"
Then the two chatted about everyday things and were very affectionate.
I only learned from Roan that witches have a higher status because of spell cards.
After learning about the warlock's status, he began to suspect that Roan might have deliberately come to him.
From the words of the witches outside the door, we know that there is a witch's carriage, but even if there are male witches, who are their prey, they will not enter.
Just as Percy helped Neville, Roan was doing the same to help him.
Looking at Roan's long, flowing hair, his heartstrings were touched, just like when he met Ginny.
No, I can't let Ginny down!
Harry pinched his thigh and looked at Neville.
What happened to you just now?
He was a little curious. If he wasn't being forced, why was Neville so afraid? He could have just run away.
Neville swallowed hard in fear. "I thought I could hold on, but the power of a single witch is so different from that of multiple witches that I almost succumbed. Luckily, I was raised by my grandmother."
"What?" Harry was a little confused.
What does this have to do with being raised by one's grandmother?
"You don't know?" Neville asked in surprise. "It's like this..."
Later, Harry learned from Neville that witches become more beautiful with age and are particularly attractive to male witches, absorbing their magic.
However, Harry's first reaction was not fear.
He suddenly wanted to challenge his weakness.
Their gazes began to drift towards Roan. How beautiful Roan would be when she turned 17.
"Why are you looking at me?" Roan blushed. "I'm not planning on getting a boyfriend."
Then she lowered her head and gently tapped her two index fingers together, "Unless we all graduate."
"Why?" Harry blurted out.
Then, he immediately covered his mouth.
He remembered that he was being live-streamed.
(Ginny's head seemed to freeze as she slowly turned toward Ron, "Ron Weasley!")
(I didn't notice Ginny's Ron, oh my god, I'm actually a little smitten.)
Roan lowered her head and didn't answer, instead leaning over Harley.
Neville, who had repaired his tattered clothes with a beautiful, Nonverbal Spell, replied, "We can only graduate when we truly learn a spell. And crafting spell cards requires a high level of magical power."
(Neville looked at his beautiful, Nonverbal Spell, and Mad-Eye Moody's voice rang in his ears. For the first time, he truly realized that he wasn't a useless piece of trash.)
(Dumbledore frowned. He wasn't surprised by Neville's level of magic, but rather that this level didn't even count as having mastered spells; the Nonverbal Spell wasn't introduced until the sixth year at Hogwarts.)
Harry and Dumbledore the same thought, "You haven't learned a spell yet? Besides, isn't the difficulty of spell cards in terms of control? Because of testosterone, male wizards' magic is even harder to control."
Neville sighed, "Only when you actually create a spell card can you be considered a true wizard."
"As for magic power, even the worst 17-year-old male wizards can reach the minimum standard for spell card making."
"However, it's rare for a male wizard to retain his magic power until he graduates from the 9th grade."
He glanced at Harley and Roan, "Underage witches and adult witches are two different things."
"You can never imagine how alluring and beautiful an adult witch can be."
"This magical charm can even make a homosexual like the hero Grindelwald change his nature."
"That's how the White Witch Dumbledore made the hero Grindelwald fall at her feet and willingly go to jail."
(Grindelwald, who had anticipated this, stared blankly, "Is Albus in this world a woman?")
(A thought flashed through Dumbledore: "Do I, in this world, have any offspring with Gellert?")
"Even if you can preserve your chastity when facing a witch, you will still inevitably be taken advantage of verbally."
Harry jumped to his feet. "Kissing can drain your magic? What kind of witch is that? More like a magic-sucking monster!"
Roan snorted. "So, you'd better wait until we graduate."
"Hey! When did it become 'us'? What exactly did you agree to?!" Harry started sweating profusely, praying that Ginny wouldn't explode in front of the screen.
(Ginny didn't lose her temper; she just started to sneer.)
(Mrs. Weasley had come to her son's side, fearing he would be taken out on Ginny and torn to pieces by her outburst.)
(Hermione, completely oblivious to the atmosphere, said, "The customs in this world are more open-minded, which is why Roan is so direct in expressing her feelings and establishing a relationship. But... in that world, we would be...")
(Hermione's words drew the attention of everyone in the Great Hall. They all looked at the handsome Basil. If he were a witch, she would definitely be the most terrifying witch in the world, and no wizard could refuse her.)
(Basil's smile froze. "I might still be studying in Brazil.")
(The truth is, he didn't even add him, Hermione, Luna, to the background.)
(Don't include yourself and your girlfriend in the prank.)
"If only it were just a kiss. The most terrifying thing is a witch with whom you reciprocate your feelings." Fear flickered in Neville's eyes. "You're not only infatuated with her body, but also emotionally invested."
"Soon you'll be dissatisfied with this, and then..."
Harley nodded. "That's how my dad was tricked into marrying me by my mom. He was the eldest son of a Pure-blood family, but he couldn't graduate and ended up as a housewife."
(Sirius and Lupin burst into laughter; in this world, James resembled a naive young lady who had been tricked into getting pregnant and dropping out of school.)
"That's not all, my mother and her best friend Sylphles Snape are also in a lesbian relationship, constantly pulling and tangling up."
(Snape's expression darkened. Am I a woman in this world?)
"Even when she was drunk, she said she wanted my dad to give it to her best friend."
(Sirius and Lupin, who were just laughing so Shang-Chi they were breathless, were startled awake by a scene that flashed through their minds.)
(Snape immediately vomited.)
Harry: "Your dad's in such a bad situation?"
In the world of the Magic Immortal Artifact, Lily, "Severus in this world is a woman? Perhaps this is the best outcome. I hope he and James can..."
Harley shook her head. "My dad isn't a good person either. He's still entangled with my godmother, Sirius."
"You know, she's already married to Uncle Lupin."
Sirius quickly got up and moved far away from Lupin.
(Voldemort, who knew the history of the group of four, touched the body that had been sacrificed by Peter Pettigrew and wondered with interest whether Peter Pettigrew was male or female, what his position was among the Marauders, and what emotional entanglements he had.)
(Ron also thought of Peter Pettigrew, whom he had shared a bed with for many years, and he couldn't suppress the thought.)
('Scabbers, will you be a good person in this world?')
"In short, because of them, I'm not looking forward to marriage anymore. Being alone is just fine."
"Now it's so convenient to buy genetic materials."
"If all else fails, I can ask Roan."
Perhaps because she had been in the carriage with everyone for a long time, Harley started to speak more boldly.
(Snape: Damn James Potter!)
(Sirius: Damn Lily!)
(The Dumbledore brothers both thought of their sister Ariana and began to pray that their innocent sister would not end up like Harley and Roan.)
Roan's gaze swept over Harry, then he glared at Harley. "You're only 16 now. I don't believe you'll be able to control your instincts when you're an adult."
'16?' Harry looked at Neville, realizing a long-overlooked blind spot.
As Champion, they were directly inserted into this world as 17-year-old newborns.
Neville is also a freshman, but he should be the same age as Roan and the others, 16 years old.
He looked at Neville's baby face and came up with an excuse, "You don't look 17."
Neville nodded. "It has to do with my background."
"Male wizards from wizarding families like ours don't necessarily have to wait until they're 17. Once the magic orb determines that our magic is stable enough to learn spell card making, we can enroll. In fact, I'm 16, just like Harley."
(For some Muggle-born viewers, even in a world where women are superior to men, do Pure-blood still have an advantage?)
He then said to Harley, "Because of the Salem Witch's bloodline optimization, both male and female witches will feel attracted to each other after they turn 17. If you really want to stay single, I suggest you learn Legilimency."
"This can suppress the mortal impulses that originate from the flesh."
(Snape agreed, explaining that he used Occlumency to Legilimency and overcome the guilt and suicidal impulses caused by Lily's death.)
"Many professors use this to avoid physically assaulting their students."
"What if the students volunteer?" Harry asked, seemingly abruptly.
Unaware of his own bias towards Roan and Ron, he believed that even Roan had put him in a dilemma, leaving him undecided.
What about those older, more charismatic professors?
He certainly didn't want to fawn over Snape just because she was beautiful and charming.
"It's perfectly normal for you to have this concern," Neville said, expressing his understanding.
Having been raised by his grandmother, he deeply understands the terrifying allure of an older, more mature woman.
"They would wrap themselves up tightly, covering their faces with veils. They would also spray themselves with a substance to mask their body odor."
"You don't need to worry about that."
"Yes," Harley chimed in, "Not every professor is like Giddens, a peacock with its tail feathers spread wide."
("Lockhart," Ron mouthed to Hermione.)
(This reminded Hermione of the embarrassing incident of circling Lockhart's lessons with hearts.)
(Inside St Mungo's's Hospital, Lockhart, who had been Memory Charm and now only remembered his own name, said to a nurse beside him in a coquettish tone, "Are they talking about me?")
"Gidero?" Harry pretended not to know.
He hoped to hear about Hermione in this world through this.
He noticed from the beginning that Hermione was missing from the trio that should have always been inseparable before Basil appeared.
"She's a nightmare," Roan rolled her eyes. "She's always attracting attention and makes it impossible for students to concentrate on their studies."
"During the year she stayed, many male wizards had to repeat the year because of it."
"Cough, cough," Harry nearly coughed up his lungs, "She attacked the students?"
"If only she would intervene," Roan said irritably. "Older witches can control their instinct to absorb magic, so nothing bad will happen to them."
"But she stirred up the students' passions without extinguishing them, which led them to set their sights on some older witches who were open-minded and willing to accept anyone."
"They suffered a huge loss. It's said that Flint of Slytherin almost couldn't even use a single Lumos."
(Flint had already graduated and was working at the Ministry of Magic, only cared, "Thank goodness, I'm a man in this world.")
"It took almost a year to recover from this condition, which was only slightly better than Squib."
(Filch and the Squib are heartbroken. Weren't they all supposed to have their bloodlines optimized? How come there are still Squib in this world? Are they still Squib in this world?)
As Roan was berating Lockhart and citing a series of unfortunate examples, Cedric's door was suddenly flung open.
"Let go of that boy!" Percy gripped his wand and mustered his courage to step into the carriage. "Witch!"
Cedric was startled when he heard Cho Chang asking about the world's background and then getting closer and closer until he almost pressed his mouth against Qiu Zhang's.
Cho Chang's hand tightened instinctively, almost ruining Cedric's happiness in his lower body.
"Percy?" He recognized the man.
Even though he was a Hufflepuff student, Percy, the Gryffindor Prefect who lived around Autry Ottery St Catchpole, was still able to recognize him.
"Are you alright?" Percy looked at Cedric, then said sternly, "Cho Chang of Ravenclaw, aren't you a temperance advocate? What are you doing hunting like a libertarian today?"
Cho Chang retorted irritably, "What nonsense are you talking about? Said and I are true love!"