I didn't have the money to write Harry Potter at Hogwarts
In order to attend a good middle school, Arthur, an ordinary teenager of 11 years, decided to earn his own money to pay the high tuition fees.
And so Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone was born... Fudge in the basement of Whitehall in London cries out in horror as he holds a children's novel from the Muggle world,
"Invite Dumbledore!" Dumbledore in the Tower looked at the children's novel on the table and the boy in front of him, and pondered for a long time.
"Is there a second part?" Voldemort, parasitic in Quirrell's body, angrily burned the novel on the table with a fire charm, and Quirrell's wails echoed in the dark chamber.
.......
"Harry, it's time for a new haircut. You don't deserve to be the hero of the novel.
"Hermione, the characters in the novel are fictional, and if there are similarities, it's pure coincidence."
"Malfoy, please give way. I liked the location of the last row by the window.
"Ron, you want to be the hero who saves the world? No, I'm a principled person! All it takes is one gold Galleon~" The young wizards at Hogwarts looked at Arthur adoringly, as if he were the savior.
And Arthur... An "ordinary" child between life and death, favored by
Miss
"Justice"... He has an unpretentious dream... Make hay... Continuing life... Money is not only a currency, but also a symbol of world civilization.
