Harry Potter Returns from Baldur's Gate

Harry Potter Returns from Baldur's Gate Author: Tachi Neko

Summary:

Harry thought Hogwarts was a really great place.

What could be more suitable for a seasoned adventurer than a castle filled with magic and ancient relics?

Hermione thought Hogwarts was a really great place.

Although it is filled with unregistered wild psykers, it is free of the taint of Chaos and the shameful rebellion.

Malfoy thought Hogwarts was a really great place.

What better place is there than a castle with no unruly people or dangerous monsters holding pitchforks ready to refuse payment, but with a 24-hour canteen and warm beds?

Neville thought Hogwarts was a really great place.

There are no endless gang fights, no elusive cyber psychopaths, and no damn corporate dogs.

Dumbledore thought Hogwarts was a really great place.

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Ron thought Hogwarts was crazy!

Even though I had experienced everything, I went back to five years ago when I passed Platform 9 3 Quarters.

And everything that happened here was completely inconsistent with what he had experienced back then.

Merlin's pants! This Hogwarts is crazy!

001 No energy! Try again!

"Get up now! You lazy pig! Don't make me kick your ass!"

Harry, wearing a set of sportswear that seemed a little tight on him, stood in front of Daly's bed.

With his arms folded across his chest, he shouted at Dali, who was lying on the bed, with a dignified demeanor that even the strictest Marine instructor could not find fault with.

"Don't make a noise... I still want to..."

Dali, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, just muttered something with his eyes closed.

The next second, he opened his eyes as if struck by lightning and jumped up from the bed.

As if he were a real Marine, he stood by the bed with his hands at his sides, head held high, and responded to Harry in a hoarse voice.

"Sir! Yes! Sir!"

"You're five minutes late again today! Soldier! Do you know what that means?!"

Harry walked up to Dally and looked into his eyes and asked.

Although Daly was slightly taller than Harry, Daly was able to look down on Harry.

But seeing Harry's arms folded across his chest, as strong as those of ancient Greek sculptures, and Harry's encouragement to him over the past year, Daly now dared only swallow his saliva silently.

"Understood, sir."

"What did you say?! I can't hear you! Are you a sissy?! Your voice is so soft! You are so listless! Do it again!"

Facing Harry who was spitting all over his face, Daly stared at the wallpaper in his room and shouted loudly as if someone was stabbing him in the butt with a knife!

"Understood! Sir! I woke up five minutes late! That means my snack for today is cancelled!"

"Very good! Very energetic! Now you have three minutes to get dressed. I will wait for you in the garden downstairs."

Seeing Harry turn and leave his room, Daly made a face in the direction Harry left and waved his fist.

He acted as if Harry was still standing in front of him and he was ready to punch Harry at any time.

Then Harry's voice was heard outside the room.

"Soldier! You're wasting time! So now you only have one minute and thirty seconds!"

Hearing Harry's voice, Dali trembled as if he had been whipped.

Then he picked up the sportswear on the bedside and ran out of the room.

While running downstairs, Dali prayed to God silently countless times.

Please, I will be a good boy in the future, so can you replace Harry with the Harry who didn't even dare to speak before?

As usual, God did not answer Daly's prayers.

When Dali opened the door, Harry, who was so sturdy that he looked almost inhuman, was already standing in the driveway in front of the door.

"Soldier, you are on time this time, now run with me!"

Dali, with a bitter face, was extremely reluctant but had to follow Harry and start his morning run.

Even though almost a year had passed, Daly still didn't understand how Harry, who used to be so weak that he couldn't even fart, became what he is today.

Did this guy make a deal with the devil?

Harry, who was jogging in the morning, had no idea that Dali behind him was making up a story about him making a deal with the devil.

And soon, while jogging in the morning, Dali's thoughts had already moved on to the angels sent down from heaven to give him strength.

Allow him to pin himself, the devil's advocate, to the ground and beat him.

But even if he knew, Harry wouldn't care.

Because in a sense, there is nothing wrong with Dali's idea.

It's just that the direction is slightly off.

After falling asleep one year ago, Harry found himself in a magical world.

There are dragons, magic, and even demons and angels.

There, Harry was accepted into the church of Woking, the goddess of wealth, and became a glorious paladin.

Until one day an airship suddenly appeared and kidnapped Harry.

In that snail-shell ship, some kind of parasite was stuffed into Harry's eyes, which would turn Harry into a disgusting creature called a mind flayer.

So in order to prevent himself from becoming a mind flayer.

He, the paladin of Woking, Harry Potter, formed an adventure team with some adventurers who had the same trouble as him.

Saved a city called Baldur's Gate from a conspiracy involving the gods.

And by the way, saved the world.

As one of the saviors, Harry is ready to return to hell with his teammate Kalak as promised.

There she was trying to find a way to solve the health problems caused by the hell engine that replaced Kalak's heart in her chest.

After waking up, Harry found himself back in London, in the small cupboard of number four Privet Drive.

At first Harry thought he had just had a long and real dream.

But when Harry sat up in bed, he was just like he was in his previous adventures.

After keenly noticing Aunt Petunia's approaching footsteps, and realizing from the footsteps that she was not in a good mood, or was a little irritable.

Harry then realized that everything he had experienced before was not a real dream.

Of course, what made Harry even more certain that everything he had experienced was not a dream was that he could still feel the power of a paladin in his body.

The power Harry had gained by observing the strict oath of a paladin still pulsed within Harry as before.

Always ready to answer Harry's call.

So within three days, Harry's life changed dramatically.

Although Harry was still very thin a year ago, a well-trained and battle-hardened paladin was still not someone Uncle Vernon could handle.

At least at this moment, Harry was facing the danger of Uncle Vernon, who was fat and made Harry wonder if he had some ogre blood.

It was far less dangerous than when Harry's teammates were entangled in spider webs and Harry had to deal with a spider queen as big as a truck all by himself.

And as a paladin, Harry knew clearly that many times it was not necessary to use violence to solve problems.

The Paladin is the executor of laws and rules, and as a Paladin, he must act within the framework of the rules.

So after spending a day looking up the UK Youth Act.

Harry came to the kitchen with the book "British Youth Law" borrowed from the library, as well as the evidence of his abuse and neglect by the Durses over the years.

After showing the evidence and saying that he had left a backup with the school teacher.

Harry offered two options to the Durres, whose faces were gradually turning purple.

A, and everyone got along well from then on, as a family of friendly strangers, until Harry came of age.

After he grows up and is able to work, Harry will repay his aunt's family for the expenses of raising him over the years.

Harry would apologize for threatening his aunt's family now, and in the days that followed he would get along normally with the Durres family as if nothing had happened.

B. Harry should call the police now and report to the British Family Affairs Department that his aunt and her family have been abusing him for a long time.

While sending Uncle Vernon to the cell to calm down, the Durses might also lose custody of Daley due to improper guardianship.

Under Harry's calm and kind gaze.

His face flushed, making Harry wonder if he would be able to catch his breath. After Uncle Vernon, who was convulsed, praised Harry for five minutes with words like "bastard who should go to hell", "ungrateful wolf" and "freak", he finally listened to the call of his heart and chose option A.

Harry, having received this result, extended his hand to Uncle Vernon in a friendly manner.

Congratulations to him for making the right choice.

Facing Harry's outstretched hand, Uncle Vernon turned his head and spat, saying that even if he made a deal with the devil, he would not shake hands with Harry.

From then on, Harry followed the training methods of the Paladin every day.

Retrain your body and hone your muscles.

And like clockwork, I live according to the school rules.

Although at the beginning, Harry's lifestyle was as precise as a robot.

All the classmates thought that Harry was somewhat ill.