Harry doesn't want to be a wizard, he wants to be a superhero

Chapter 173 Harry: The wizarding world needs a change! Arthur Weasley: Huh? The Dark Lord!

A car appeared out of nowhere on the road in front of Hermione's house, without attracting anyone's attention.

This car is not simple. It is solidified with magic such as the Disillusionment Charm and the Muggle-Repelling Charm.

Of course, these magic spells could not deceive a young wizard. When Hermione heard the roar of the engine outside, she immediately trotted out.

When she saw the car that suddenly appeared on the road, her eyes instantly lit up with surprise, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose, revealing a bright smile.

Today is such a happy day. I can finally see Harry again!
However, when Hermione happily rushed to the side of the car, she suddenly felt like the sky was falling.

In the back seat of the car, a petite and cute girl was hugging Harry tightly, as if she was about to bury herself in Harry's body.

Her arms were tightly wrapped around Harry's waist, her head was pressed tightly against his chest, and a happy and satisfied smile was on her face.

No, who is she and why would she do this?

She had never done this before, and it was clearly her who came here first!

At this moment, Harry opened the car door, with his usual warm smile on his face, and said to Hermione:

"Good evening Hermione, you've arrived just in time. Come up, we'll be leaving soon."

Hermione was a smart girl and certainly would not disrupt the schedule out of jealousy and cause inconvenience to Harry.

She suppressed her inner turmoil, quickly got into the car, sat down next to Harry, and then, without hesitation, reached out her hand and hugged Harry's other arm tightly.

He even secretly exerted force, relying on his own strength which was greater than Ginny's, and quietly pushed Ginny out of Harry's arms.

After doing all this, Miss Otter blushed and said shyly:

"Harry, I'm a little cold, and the car is too crowded, so please hold me tight."

Harry naturally knew what Hermione was thinking, and hugged Hermione helplessly.

As for the fact that a little witch of twelve or thirteen could come up with this method to deal with Ginny, Harry certainly had no doubt at all.

The little witches in Britain understood love at a very young age, not to mention that Harry once lived in a world full of ninjas and saw children as young as six or seven years old starting to fall in love. That was true precocity!
Being squeezed out of Harry's arms, Ginny glared at Hermione angrily. Of course, her gaze, like that of a wounded little beast, could not pose any threat to Hermione. Instead, it made Hermione snort in disdain.

Little guy, you are far from being able to steal my man!

Seeing Hermione's reaction, young Ginny immediately realized that this little witch, who was one year older than her, was the bad woman who was trying to steal Harry from her!
And there is absolutely no way Ginny would give up Harry, as he has been her idol since she was a child!
Ginny also snorted coldly and squeezed towards Hermione, and the two little witches started arguing.

Ron looked at the scene with some jealousy. Harry was so popular. Not only Hermione, but even his sister Ginny was fond of Harry. When would he become so popular?

He doesn't want to spend the next few years at Hogwarts alone!

The Weasley twins also looked behind the car from time to time and shook their heads, full of helplessness.

Although they are good friends with Harry, they are indeed a little jealous of Harry in this regard. After all, the girl they like, Angelina, originally had some feelings for them, and might even fall in love with Fred or George in the future and start a relationship.

But now this relationship is no longer possible, because Harry's appearance is like a sun, completely covering up the faint light of other stars!

……

The next morning, at daybreak, a car flew low and arrived next to a small wooden house outside the village of Ottery St. Catchpole in Devon, England, then slowly landed and stopped.

Several people walked down, with the twins taking the lead, running towards the hut in the distance, and turning back to call out to Harry and Hermione:
"Harry, Hermione, come on, welcome to the Weasley cabin!"

Viewed from a distance, the Weasley family's cabin looks like a strange building that came out of a fairy tale.

It is made up of several crooked wooden houses of different sizes, clustered together and spliced ​​together, like a giant's randomly stacked building blocks castle.

The houses are all at different angles, some slightly tilted, yet they stand with a wonderful sense of balance.

The thatch on the roof varies in color, and some places have turned slightly white, leaving unique marks on it from time and wind and rain, and it gleams softly under the sunlight.

As they got closer, Harry looked up and saw a sign stuck diagonally in front of the house with the words "The Burrow" written on it.

There was a grunting sound coming from the pigsty in front of the house, and a few fat brown chickens were pecking at food in the yard.

I have to say that although the Burrow in front of him is not as good as the floating city that Harry is going to build, it also has a lot of fantasy elements and fits the atmosphere of the wizarding world very well.

After they walked in, they suddenly heard hurried footsteps coming from the yard.

Ron's face suddenly turned green, and his eyes stared straight at the house. Mrs. Weasley came hurriedly from the other end of the yard, and the chickens scattered.

What is surprising is that such a plump, kind-looking woman can look so much like a tiger with sharp teeth bared.

"what!"

"My God!"

Fred and George exclaimed.

Mrs. Weasley stopped before them, her hands on her hips, examining each guilty face.

She wore a floral apron and carried a wand in her pocket.

"All right," said Mrs. Weasley, looking annoyed.

"Good morning, Mom." George tried to make his smile look more relaxed and cute, trying to calm his mother's anger.

But Mrs. Weasley was now obviously furious, and she said in a frightening low voice:

"Do you know how worried I was? The bed was empty, there was no message left, and the car was gone. I thought you had been in a car accident and was going crazy!
You know what? I've never been so worried in my life. Just wait and see what your dad will do to you when he comes back!"

Bill, Charlie, and Percy have never done anything like this!
Fred was a little dissatisfied when he heard Percy's name and muttered, "Model Percy."

It was obvious that he and Percy had some issues.

But this is normal. How can the twins who love to play pranks live in peace with Percy, the old-fashioned and serious prefect?

"You should learn from him!" Mrs. Weasley yelled, poking Fred in the chest. "You might fall to your death, or be seen, or lose your father's job!"

After lecturing her three sons for a long time, Mrs. Weasley turned around and looked at Harry and the other two.

I have to say that women are fickle, no matter how old they are.

When her eyes fell on Harry, Mrs. Weasley's eyes instantly became gentle, and she said gently:
"Nice to meet you, Harry, Hermione, come inside and have some breakfast. I'm sure you'll enjoy my cooking."

The living room of the Burrow is cozy and cluttered.

The floor was wooden and creaked slightly when walked on. The living room was furnished with several worn but comfortable sofas, piled high with cushions of various colors.

The fireplace is the centerpiece of the living room, with a warm fire burning all year round. The mantelpiece is filled with magical photos, small ornaments and three layers full of magic books.

Mrs. Weasley quickly used magic to prepare breakfast. She poured seven or eight sausages onto Harry and Hermione's plates and said with a smile:
"Come and try it. It might taste different from the sausages in the Muggle world."

Harry took a small bite and it tasted really good.

The magic in the wizarding world is subjective. Even when using magic to make food, the food will taste different when cast by different people.

Food like Mrs. Weasley's has a light and warm feeling, just like her, noisy on the surface, but a very warm person inside.

Even when eating, Hermione and Ginny sat next to Harry. Even though Harry had a lot of food on his plate, they still picked up the food on their plates and forced it into Harry's mouth.

When two people fight, one of them is bound to get hurt, so Harry's mouth was covered in grease, which made him smile helplessly.

After eating and drinking, everyone stayed up all night. Fred was the first to say, "Mom, I'm sleepy and want to go to bed."

Mrs. Weasley said dissatisfiedly, "No, you guys deserve to be up all night. Now go get rid of the gnomes in the garden. They're making trouble again."

Turning to look at Harry and Hermione, Mrs. Weasley smiled softly again.
"Harry, Hermione, you can go to bed now. I've made a room for you."

Of course, Harry wouldn't let his friends clean up alone, not to mention that they had been up all night just to pick him and Hermione up.

He laughed and said, "I helped them clean up the goblins. I haven't seen how to clean up the goblins yet."

"What a good boy~" Mrs. Weasley's smile softened. "I'll give you a book. Lockhart has done extensive research on this."

She pulled a large, thick book from the mantelpiece, and George groaned, "Mother, we know how to get rid of gnomes in the garden."

Harry saw written in gilded cursive on the cover of the book: Gilderoy Lockhart Teaches You How to Get Rid of Household Pests.

There was a large picture under the title of the book, of a very handsome wizard with wavy blond hair and bright blue eyes.

"Oh, he's brilliant," said Mrs. Weasley. "He knows about household pests. It's a great book..."

"Mother adores him," whispered Fred.

"Don't talk nonsense, Fred," Mrs. Weasley said, blushing. "Well, if you think you know better than Lockhart, go ahead and do it. But if I find another gnome in the garden when I check, you'll see."

The Weasley twins sauntered out, yawning and grumbling, followed by Harry.

Goblins are extremely ugly creatures with short stature, rough and tough skin, and a bald head. Their appearance makes people feel weird.

In the wizarding world, goblins are dealt with not by killing them but by lifting them high up, spinning them vigorously until they are dizzy, and then throwing them out.

After this kind of trouble, the goblins will leave on their own in a daze and will no longer cause trouble here.

Everyone worked together and after a lot of effort, they finally cleared all the goblins in the yard and returned to the Burrow.

At this moment, the door banged open and a middle-aged man strode in.

This man had striking red hair and looked quite similar to Ron.

He hurried in, took off his glasses, and walked straight to the table beside him. He grabbed a sandwich and started to eat it in big mouthfuls. While eating, he muttered with a bit of complaint in his tone:
"It's really bad. There have been too many surprise inspections recently. There were six tonight, and there might be nine in one night next year."

Ron explained to the puzzled Harry and Hermione:

"Dad works at the Ministry of Magic, in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Department.

But contrary to his work, he loves Muggles so much he's obsessed with them."

Harry had a strange look on his face. As someone who dreamed of reforming the wizarding world, he certainly knew the job of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Department, which was to prohibit wizards from casting spells on Muggle artifacts.

But Mr. Weasley...

Harry couldn't help but look at the car outside.

At this moment, Mr. Weasley suddenly saw Harry. When he saw the faint lightning scar on Harry's forehead, he was immediately shocked and said:

"Ah, who are you?"

Harry smiled in response, "Hello Mr. Weasley, I'm Harry, Harry Potter."

"Merlin's beard, is that Harry Potter? It's great to see you. Ron told us a lot about you. Thank you for taking care of Ron at school."

Mr. Weasley was very excited to see Harry.

"Well, you're welcome. Ron has helped me a lot at school." Harry said politely.

Ron's face turned red. He had always been a drag on the school and could be considered a pendant to Harry and Hermione.

Well, that's what other students say about him sometimes.

Instead of discussing these, Mr. Weasley was obviously more interested in Muggles. He enthusiastically discussed with Harry:
"Harry, I heard that you used to live in the Muggle world. I wonder what you think of the Muggle world?"

Harry thought about the level of technology in the multiverse and replied:

"Muggles have made rapid progress. It has only been a few hundred years since they went from starving to where they are today.

I think after a while they might be able to come up with more interesting inventions, some of which might even have magical effects.”

Harry's answer surprised Mr. Weasley. He agreed very much.

"Yes, Muggles now have a lot to learn from wizards, including constant creation and innovation, just like the sun that bloomed on that island decades ago. Even wizards couldn't do that."

You can't tell!
Harry thought of the ancient magic recorded in the book and the power possessed by Grindelwald. Perhaps the ancient wizard really could release magic that surpassed nuclear bombs.

However, Harry did not refute it. Instead, his eyes moved slightly, thinking that Mr. Weasley's ideas might coincide with his own. He smiled and said tentatively:
"That's right, the wizarding world has been self-contained and will eventually be surpassed by Muggles if it continues like this.

I think the wizarding world needs a big shake-up!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience fell silent!

Mr. Weasley was shocked and looked at Harry in disbelief. This was the now famous savior, potions master, genius Quidditch player, and the man who defeated Voldemort for the second time...

For some reason, when he stared at Harry's indifferent expression and those pupils that were as deep as black holes, a deep fear emerged in his heart!

he looks like……

Saw a more powerful Dark Lord!
Rising rapidly!
The Weasleys' Burrow
(End of this chapter)