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Forget it, I'll just get IVF later.
However, my parents cautiously offered me an idea.
I can date a jerk.
Then I can have a baby of my own without IVF.
They said they would take care of my child.
This is truly an exciting proposal.
but……
I traveled through time before implementing this plan.
I'm starting to regret it.
I should have planned ahead. Now that I think about it, I just feel sorry for them.
Thinking about these things now is pointless.
I'd better think about how to make myself look even more mediocre.
By the way, the things I do should be mediocre, so that when the Sorting Hat checks, it will understand that I am a Hufflepuff through and through.
Although witches of Hufflepuff origin are not easy to marry.
After all, it sounds a bit silly.
But it's still a marriage alliance after all; the only difference is whether the bride is rich or even richer, so it doesn't really matter.
When will I receive my acceptance letter?
In the original story, Harry Potter received it on his birthday. What about me? Will I receive it earlier?
After all, my birthday is in early July. ...
In mid-August, I received my Hogwarts acceptance letter.
It's fairly safe.
Conte has been making fun of me for a long time.
He always said I was a dud.
How can it be?
I can secretly use magic, how could it be a dud?
Of course, I've been worried all this time that maybe it's because I'm a time traveler that my name isn't on the Hogwarts admission book.
Fortunately.
It's finally arrived.
But the joy of receiving the acceptance letter didn't last long at all.
Because Mom and Dad brought back another piece of news.
Harry Potter also has a younger brother named Darren Potter.
How can it be?
There's no such character in Harry Potter! Is this just my butterfly effect?
But where is my butterfly?
For the past ten years, I've rarely even left my home.
I'm afraid of change, of making the future uncertain.
Why on earth?
Will this person's appearance change the future? Will all my previous plans be ruined? How terrifying!
I stayed in my room, trembling uncontrollably.
However, in order to get more information, I could only eavesdrop on their discussions about Darren Porter while trembling.
"That child has had a tough life. He's lived in an orphanage the whole time, and he's so thin and pitiful. It's so tragic!"
A mother's voice, tinged with pity, came from outside the door.
Her father laughed at her.
"That's just what you see. Who knows what that old madman Dumbledore is up to? Does such a child even really exist?"
I instinctively wanted to believe what my father said.
But I also understand that if Dumbledore really said it, then it's true.
But... it wasn't mentioned in the original book! Or was it really just Dumbledore's joke? I thought anxiously.
But then the messages my mother kept sending me made me realize that Darren Porter did exist.
For example: "I went to Diagon Alley to buy clothes today, guess who I ran into?"
"Who?"
The younger brother asked cleverly.
"It's Darren Porter," Mom said happily. "He looks just like Lily Evans from back then."
Lily Evans was also a beauty queen in Gryffindor, and Darren Potter, who was handsome, inherited the best features of both Evans and Potter.
"Besides praising Darren Porter's appearance, Mom also told me about what happened in Diagon Alley."
...He also said that everyone is equal, and that it was wrong for Miss Greengrass and Master Malfoy to look down on Muggles...
My mother recounted the story word for word... The more I listened, the more uneasy I felt.
A person's background shouldn't exist; they're good-looking and yet they proclaim equality for all.
Is this person definitely not a time traveler?
Holding the idea that Darren Porter was a time traveler, I sent my house-elves to gather information about him, and the more I read, the more alarmed I became.
There was also a hint of jealousy.
I am so ordinary, while he is so outstanding.
But then a feeling of wanting to cry arose from the bottom of my heart.
I am not alone; there are other people with me.
I even wanted to rush to his side, pat him on the shoulder, and shout, "Hello, fellow villager!"
He'll be shocked, won't he? I thought with a wicked sense of humor.
But I still couldn't help crying all night. The next morning, my eyes were swollen. Conte teased me about it for a long time.
I pretended to be so angry with him that I cried.
Actually, a surge of courage welled up inside me. I wasn't fighting alone anymore.
I have someone to rely on now.
But I dismissed the idea shortly after it took hold.
No.
I cannot get involved in his affairs.
He is clearly a main character as well.
The protagonist is bound to encounter many disasters, and even a protagonist in a fanfiction is very likely to attract accidents.
I can't.
I can't go there.
I'm so ordinary, all I want is to live.
He has a cheat code, but I don't.
Why should I appear beside him? No, no, my plan cannot change.
Perhaps when the war ends, I will appear before him and say hello.
I would never appear in front of him now.
I think Dumbledore will also be paying attention to him, whether it's to protect him or to monitor him. My presence now is like a scapegoat.
That's right.
I can't be so naive as to think I have a powerful backer. Someone like me would definitely be cannon fodder in the story.
Oh right, and those Darren Porter files should also be thrown away... no, they can't be thrown away.
Throwing it away would only make it more conspicuous.
There are many people collecting information about Darren Porter now, so I won't stand out much; at most, people will just think I'm curious.
Once I get into Hogwarts and read Darren Potter's work, I'll find a flaw in him, and then I can throw away all this information and just say that Darren Potter is just an ordinary person, nothing special.
This matter will then be over.
I absolutely cannot be so reckless next time...
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