A horny Harry Potter parody that actually leans into the weird stuff instead of pretending it’s just about “magic academy romance”. Here you’re poking around this twisted version of Hogwarts, and everything feels a bit off, like someone cast a spell that replaced the school rules with Pornhub search history. Hermione isn’t the book-nerd side character anymore, she’s basically the main toy and the story keeps throwing her into these situations where “ancient evil” really just means some smug bastard who figured out how to use mind control for sex. At first it looks like standard fanfic: dusty corridors, old portraits, secret rooms, some forbidden book with too many eyes on the cover. Then you’re making her kneel in front of that “forbidden book” and telling her to practice her oral skills while supposedly “studying”. And the worst part is how the game pretends this is all serious mythology, like yes, very tragic prophecy, anyway get her on the desk and fuck her brains out because ritual requires it. Sure.

What makes it fun is how it keeps twisting canon stuff into dirty scenes. You get cosplay vibes right away: Hermione in slightly off-brand school uniform, later in slutty “ritual robes” that barely cover her nipples, or in some half-assed monster girl form when the magic corruption starts kicking in and suddenly she has horns or a tail and still acts like homework is the real problem. One moment she’s this shy witch blushing about kissing a girl, next she’s tongue-deep in another witch’s pussy because “the spell only works with shared fluids”. It goes from romance-lite, holding hands in a hidden classroom, to full mind-controlled gangbang where her eyes are glazed and she’s riding twin brothers while some older milf professor pretends it’s “advanced practical exam”. The game really likes that switch from consent talk to “oops, the spell made her a perfect little slave, guess we have to use her now”. It’s dirty in that slightly uncomfortable way that still makes you click “continue” way too fast.

There’s this one scene that stuck with me and honestly it’s not even the nastiest one. You’re in some abandoned tower, candles everywhere, and Hermione is masturbating on the floor, muttering bits of Latin and Harry’s name in the same breath, like she can’t decide if she wants safety or corruption. You’re supposed to be this ancient power whispering inside her head, telling her to touch herself “for knowledge”, and every time you push her a little more she reacts, panties soaked, fingers inside, begging for more magic. Later you get proper penetration scenes, her bent over an old stone altar, getting filled while she chants spells that sound like they should protect her but clearly don’t. And yes, there’s lesbian stuff, group stuff, a milf teacher who pretends to resist then folds in two lines, some weird romance moments where they talk about feelings while covered in cum. Not everything hits perfectly, a couple of dialogues feel like they were written on a phone in a bus, and one monster girl encounter just kind of starts, happens, and never gets mentioned again. But the overall vibe is this messy, horny, slightly cursed fan project that understands why people actually search for “Hermione mind control” at three browser tabs deep, and doesn’t pretend to be anything else.

Dead dad, horny family, secret porn empire, yeah, it sounds trashy on paper, but this thing actually leans into it in a way that kind of works. You start as the son, stumbling through the house where everyone is pretending to be “normal” after the accident that was not really an accident. The mother tries to act strict but the camera framing already tells you the game doesn’t respect that at all: low angles, tight tops, big tits always one stretch away from spilling out while she bends over the sink for no reason. The sisters walk around in shorts that might as well be painted on, and the game keeps giving you slow, teasing pans as you “just happen” to pass their bedroom door a little too quietly. Early on there is this voyeur moment where you catch one of them masturbating to something on her phone, and the animation lingers just a bit too long on her fingers circling, like the dev was enjoying that part a lot. It is not subtle. It is not trying to be.

What makes it weirdly sticky in your head is how all the porn stuff is actually tied to the story about the father. You find that video message where he confesses he was this legendary porn actor and producer, and suddenly every innocent family scene feels loaded. You are checking mom’s laptop for “clues” but really you are hoping to find some old explicit clip where she’s getting railed and recognize the wallpaper. Then the game starts pushing you into that small “sandbox” loop: checking different rooms, waiting for triggers, talking, clicking, getting tiny new scenes or a new angle on an ass you already saw ten times. There are proper animated bits, not just still CGs, where you get actual motion during a handjob or when she takes you in her mouth and the camera moves with her rhythm. The first time you get a creampie scene, the game stays on the shot of the cum leaking out like it is proud of that physics. It’s hot, but also a bit goofy. And yeah, sometimes you just want to skip the walking around and go straight to the lesbian shower thing the game teases forever and then wraps up a bit too fast. On mobile, the point and click controls are good enough, you drag, you tap, you zoom when you want to really “inspect” a big ass while pretending you are just exploring the house. I had the game open in Chrome and then in Firefox on my phone, and in both the animations ran smooth, but one time a loop during an oral sex scene kept stuttering on the sound and it drove me insane, because it killed the mood while she was moaning on repeat like a broken TikTok. Still, you keep coming back to check if there is a new angle, a different position, another way the mom pretends this is all wrong while literally grinding on her own son. And the worst part is, the more he uncovers about the murder, the more the porn empire idea starts to feel like the natural “solution” for the family, like of course they cope with grief by shooting scenes together. It’s messed up, it’s incest, it’s voyeurism, it is full on taboo and it knows exactly what kind of person keeps scrolling on adult sites for something a little more fucked up than usual.

This thing feels like some horny fanfic that escaped from AO3 and learned how to click on stuff. You start as this regular wizard guy in Hogwarts, nothing “chosen one” about him, more like the dude who sits in the back row and pretends to read, but his brain is just full of tits. The plot pretends it cares about classes and house points and all that, but let’s be honest, nobody is here for Transfiguration homework. It’s all about poking around the castle, getting into the girls’ routines, figuring out when Hermione is alone in the library, when Ginny sneaks off from the common room, when Tonks is bored enough to do something dumb and hot. The whole thing has this messy, half-finished feeling, like the devs were too busy being horny to polish the edges, and that actually kind of works. You click around, do some basic choices, talk to the girls, and slowly the game lets conversations turn from “what do you think about Quidditch” to “why are you looking at my chest, you perv?” and then further. It doesn’t rush; it just kind of slides there. I like that. I hate when porn games scream in your face from the first line.

Hermione is probably the one that will hook most people. She starts off all strict, nose in a book, giving you that disappointed prefect stare that makes you feel like you cheated on an exam you never took. Then you catch this small scene where she thinks nobody is watching and she is in a quiet corner with her hand under her skirt, pretending she is only fixing her stockings. That moment actually surprised me. No loud music, no big text, just a short loop and her biting her lip, trying not to moan. My English is not perfect, but even I got all the little hints in her dialogue when she starts asking you about “theoretical arousal responses” and “research” and you know she is just searching for an excuse to get your cock out. At the same time, the game kind of ruins it sometimes with jokes that feel like they were written on Discord while drunk. One scene starts hot, she is scolding you for peeking, and two lines later someone cracks a dumb meme reference that pulled me out of it. It is small, but it annoyed me, and I kept thinking about it way longer than needed. Then I forgot, honestly, because the next scene had her on her knees and my brain turned off.

Tonks is the opposite vibe. She is chaos. She feels like that older friend who once tells you “don’t be a creep” and then ten minutes later dares you to grab her ass “for science.” Her shapeshifting is not abused like I feared. It’s more teasing than full-on body horror porn. One time she changes her hair color while grinding on your lap, asking which version of her you like better, then gets fake offended when you pick the wrong one. Another time she jokes about taking Hermione’s face for you, then says it would be “too easy” and instead just grows her tits to Fleur size while giving a sloppy handjob behind a statue. The scene with her in the empty corridor, when she catches you sneaking after curfew and presses you against the wall, whispering how she could turn into your strict professor and punish you, but chooses to play as “naughty big sister” instead, that one stayed in my brain. There is something very simple and pure about it, even with her talking about stroking your cock under your robes and leaving you dripping. And then, the game suddenly makes a dumb pun with her name and I wanted to throw my mouse. Still pressed next.

Ginny is written a bit like she is trying to be tough but still shy. Some people will love that. For me it was hit and miss. One scene where she is practicing broom tricks alone and gets all flustered when you compliment how her ass looks from below, that was nice. She pretends to be angry, throws a quaffle at you, then later “accidentally” drops her towel when you end up in the locker room with her. The teasing is slow, like she is discovering that she likes being looked at. There is this moment when she climbs on top of you in the common room sofa, under a blanket, and moves her hips over your lap while pretending she is just trying to get “comfortable,” whispering that everyone is asleep. That felt real in a dumb, teenage way. She keeps biting her lip, asking if it feels good through the cloth, and your character is barely holding it together. Then, for no reason, the UI bugged for me, the text box flickered, and I got irrationally pissed. I reset the browser tab and forgot where in the scene I was. It never happened again but I still think about that one flicker. Stupid.

Narcissa though, she is the one that doesn’t really fit the school vibe, and that’s exactly why she works. She is cold, rich, older, and looks at you like you are dirt and also maybe her next toy. She is not all lovey or shy, she is control. The first time you end up alone with her, she is just sipping something expensive and making comments about how “boys your age are so easy to train.” She never even touches you at first, just makes you kneel and describe what you want to do to her body in detail, while she adjusts the front of her dress so you can see the outline of her tits. One of the better scenes is when she lets you masturbate for her, but forbids you from cumming until she finishes talking about “proper pure-blood etiquette.” You are there, hand moving under your robes, stomach tight, and she keeps pretending she doesn’t notice, then gives you one permission sentence and you basically explode in a few words. It’s rough and kind of humiliating and still weirdly vanilla, since it is just you, your hand, and her voice. I liked that they did not instantly go into whips or whatever. Just words and control.

Fleur… honestly I expected more. She is hot, like obviously, with that veela thing going. There is this cute bit where she acts super confident around everyone, then in private is actually a little insecure about how people only see her as a walking sex charm. There is a nice quiet scene with her at the lake, when she complains about idiots staring at her chest all day while the camera is, of course, staring at her chest. The contradiction felt very human. Later she sort of uses that veela aura on you while pretending she doesn’t, asking you to “help her practice her English.” The “practice” mostly looks like your character trying not to stare at her cleavage while she leans over and “accidentally” brushes her tits against your arm again and again, until you have to excuse yourself to the bathroom. That scene leads to a quick masturbation bit that ends way too fast. She deserved a longer build up, more slow burn, more kissing and less straight to wank. They probably will not change it, which sucks, but whatever.

For a “vanilla” lover like me, this game actually stays mostly in that safe, soft, handjob-blowjob-titjob zone. No crazy shit, no monsters, nobody is getting bound or carved up or anything. Just a lot of teasing, a lot of heavy breathing, and a lot of you jerking off in empty rooms while thinking about which witch made you the hardest that day. It feels clumsy sometimes, like a fanfic draft with horny energy but not always perfect pacing. Some dialogue reads like it was pasted from Twitter, some scenes could use more time, and I kept getting annoyed that the text sometimes moves too fast to really enjoy the little expressions. But then Hermione blushes, Tonks smirks, Ginny bites her lip, Narcissa crosses her legs just so, and my whole “purist, I prefer soft romance” brain goes quiet because, yeah, I still clicked on every filthy option they gave me.

City looks normal for like five seconds, then you zoom in and it is all fucked. Cops take bribes like it is a sport, dealers run the corners, and this girl is just trying to drag her ass to school, keep her grades barely alive, and make sure her little brother has dinner that is not just bread and cheap cheese. She is not some shy anime cloud, she walks with that “I will kick your balls through your spine” energy, but you can see she is tired. Not soft, just worn down. Then on one shit morning she cuts through the wrong alley, headphones half in, school bag sliding down her shoulder, and hears Jack’s voice. Jack, the kind of rich bastard whose sneakers cost more than her rent. She stumbles into a conversation about product, routes, and who needs to be “taken care of” and you just know this isn’t going to end with a polite apology and everybody going home.

He sends a goon to shut her up and the game just goes “nah”. You get control, and instead of the cliché crying and begging, she plants her foot in his ribs, slams him against the wall, and you can practically feel his air leave his lungs. It is messy, almost clumsy, but that is why it hits. She knows a bit of self-defense, enough to turn a street grab into a full-on humiliation. Then Jack shows up, amused, angry, curious, all at the same time. From there, things spiral. The city becomes this playground of dirty deals and filthy favors where every scene can tilt between “I’m in control” and “oh shit, I really am not”. She goes to school, sits in a boring lesson, teacher droning, and your mind is still stuck on the way Jack’s hand closed around her throat in that warehouse corridor, pinning her to the cold wall while he whispered that she just became his favorite problem. The game likes to stall like that: normal environment, horny brain.

She starts taking shady jobs because money is a joke. Cleaning some thug’s office after hours while security cameras watch her bend over. Helping out at a club where the dress code is “short skirt, no pride”. You get these stripping scenes that start as “earn quick cash” and turn into a grind of groping hands, bills shoved between her thighs, her trying to keep it together while some loser in the front row records everything on his phone. You click through options that feel wrong in a good way. Do you let the boss smack her ass in front of everyone for a bonus or keep that last little piece of dignity and go home broke. The virgin angle is not just a tag they slapped on; the first time she is alone in her cramped bathroom, fingers shaking, replaying Jack’s threats and the way her own body betrayed her, it feels awkward and messy. She locks the door, leans over the sink, touches herself like she is angry at the idea of wanting any of this, breathing hard so her family does not hear through the thin walls. And the blackmail hits later, when those “side jobs” get turned into leverage. Screenshots. Video files. “You like being the tough girl? Then strip for the camera and prove it.” There is some light bdsm stuff baked into it, but it is always wrapped in that city grime, not clean and shiny. Rope that leaves marks, hands that grip too tight, orders hissed into her ear while textbook pages still open on her desk. And there is this one tiny thing that annoyed me: her school shoes look slightly different between scenes and it keeps bugging my brain every time she walks into class after spending the night getting pushed against a car hood in an alley where the streetlight flickers like a dying eye. I keep waiting for the game to explain it. It never does.