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

Chapter 149 Minister of Magic: I always feel like Harry wants to kill me!

"What? Mr. Potter has ever killed a god?" Audrey covered her mouth in disbelief, her eyes wide open, a look of disbelief on her face.

In the world of potions, gods are powerful and mysterious, like insurmountable mountains. The seven orthodox churches stand at the pinnacle of world power. Even secular monarchies cannot fight against any of the churches.

As for the top of the church, there are undoubtedly the seven righteous gods who are high above and overlooking all living beings!

They are like the eternal sun, shining brightly and dominating the order and destiny of the world.

There is no doubt that gods have the highest status in this vast world!
Unless a war breaks out among gods, it is impossible for a god to fall!

But what exactly had Mr. Porter just said?
He once killed gods!

Noticing Audrey's surprise, Harry explained patiently in a calm tone:
"Don't be too surprised. Different worlds have vastly different rules, and the number of powerful beings and their energy levels are also vastly different.

The world I live in has quite a few gods, so many that it is unimaginable. Only some extremely powerful dimensional demons are the real strong ones.

Like the righteous gods in your world, their activities are limited to this planet and they have not even set foot in the universe.

In the vast multiverse, these gods are nothing more than the weakest beings!
As for those ***** secretly spying on your planet, they are the true strength of ordinary gods, but that's all they can do!"

Audrey: “!!!”

Audrey, who had just become an adult, thought she was about to knock on the door to an extraordinary world, but in an instant, she was shocked to find that there was such a huge gap between different worlds.

The supreme being in their world - God, is just an ordinary little character in the multiverse world described by Mr. Potter.

"Wow...why did this happen?" Audrey was filled with disappointment.

However, she soon noticed the part at the end of Harry's words that was blurred by the "beep~" sound. Her curiosity was instantly piqued, and she couldn't help but ask:
"Mr. Potter, what was the last thing you said? I didn't hear it clearly."

"Outside your planet, there are numerous indescribable and terrifying creatures surrounding it. What I just mentioned are the names of those creatures.

These names contain enough power to distort the mind. Once you know them, you will probably be contaminated and fall into madness in an instant. That's why I blocked those names.

But if you really want to have a concept of them, you might as well call them "Outer Gods."

"Outer God?"

Audrey shuddered violently when she heard this, as if she was enveloped by an endless chill.

She had indeed heard of the term "Outer God" and knew that it represented an extremely evil and terrifying existence.

In fact, they are more powerful than the seven great gods!

Although Audrey was full of doubts, she didn't dare to ask any further questions. However, her curiosity about Harry increased significantly.

Could it be that Mr. Potter's strength is superior to those terrifying Outer Gods?
Reason told Audrey not to delve into it, but she was young after all, and her curiosity was like a wild horse that could not be controlled at all.

After hesitating for a long time, she timidly asked:
"Mr. Potter, may I ask, between you and the Outer Gods, who is stronger?"

Harry knew from previous actions that Audrey was a curious and lively girl, so he was not surprised by this question.

He looked frank, with no intention of concealing anything, and said bluntly:
“My strength is not static, it fluctuates greatly.

If I were to face these Outer Gods, under normal circumstances, no one would be able to defeat me. Even under special circumstances, no one would be able to defeat me."

Audrey: “???”

What do you mean?
Audrey's little head was filled with question marks, and it took her a while to understand what Harry meant.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she muttered to herself in her heart:

"Damn it, Mr. Potter is good in every way, but he really likes to play tricks on people. What a bad taste!"

At the same time, her curiosity grew. What was Mr. Potter like in private?
Listening to his voice, it is crisp and clear, and seems very young. Could he be a young and handsome gentleman?

No, no!
Thinking of this, Audrey hurriedly shook her head vigorously, secretly reminding herself that for gods, time is just a meaningless measurement and cannot have the slightest impact on them.

Mr. Potter's strength is far above that of a god. He may have experienced hundreds of thousands of years and is already a weathered old man!
Audrey's thoughts became more and more wild, and she even started to wonder about Harry's gender.

In her imagination, Harry might not be a man, but a beautiful girl, or even a cute boy girl!

At this time, Harry certainly didn't know what Audrey was thinking. He had just disconnected from Audrey.

After confirming that Audrey was fine, his consciousness slowly withdrew from the potion world, traveled across an infinite distance, and returned to the wizarding world.

Some time has passed since Audrey sent him a distress signal.

All the young wizards have gathered and the professors have returned to their seats.

Now, the annual end-of-year banquet at Hogwarts has officially begun!

On the podium, Dumbledore extended his hand slightly, and the once noisy auditorium instantly quieted down. He looked around, and when his eyes swept over where Harry was, he paused for a moment, then smiled cheerfully and said:

"Another year has passed. Before we indulge in these delicious delicacies of love, I must trouble you all to listen to the clichés of an old man.

What a wonderful year this has been! With the semester over, your little heads are undoubtedly filled with so much knowledge, and with the entire summer vacation waiting for you, you can digest it all before the next semester begins...

Now, we will first conduct the awards ceremony for the House Cup. The scores of the four houses are as follows: fourth place Hufflepuff with 352 points, third place Ravenclaw with 426 points, second place Slytherin with 472 points, and first place - Gryffindor with 657 points! "

A deafening cheer suddenly broke out at the Gryffindor dining table.

Plates and forks clinked together, and the little wizards stood up excitedly and shouted loudly.

Even Professor McGonagall, who is usually very serious, lost her usual serious look and smiled uncontrollably.

When the cheers subsided a little, Dumbledore looked at Harry softly, his face full of relief, and said happily:
"Yes, this is the first time Gryffindor has won the House Cup in recent years. However, I believe everyone knows who is responsible for this achievement!"

The auditorium was instantly boiling again!
Except for some Slytherin wizards who were reluctant to turn their heads away, the wizards from other colleges cheered loudly, their shouts intertwined and echoed in the hall:

"Harry Potter!"

"Harry Potter!"

"Harry Potter!"

"Yes, it's Harry Potter!" Dumbledore's tone gradually became more enthusiastic. "He has shown great courage and bravery, as well as outstanding strength. He even defeated the Dark Lord. Therefore, I give Gryffindor 200 points!"

"Wow! I knew Potter was the best!"

"Potter, I love you!"

"Long live the Savior!"

The young wizards of Gryffindor College suddenly burst into deafening shouts, temporarily suppressing the voices of the other three houses!
Seeing this, Dumbledore raised his hand again and pressed it lightly with his palm downward.

As he moved, the noisy auditorium gradually became quiet again.

Dumbledore's face was filled with a kind smile. He slowly swept his eyes across the audience and solemnly announced:
"Harry Potter defeated the Dark Lord and made extraordinary contributions to the wizarding world. Therefore, in addition to announcing the results of the House Cup today, there is another important announcement!
Having said this, he paused slightly, deliberately leaving suspense, and then raised his voice and said:

"The Ministry of Magic has decided to award Harry Potter the Order of Merlin, First Class!
This medal is the highest honor for outstanding contributions to the wizarding world.

And Harry will also become the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin, First Class, after the youngest Potions Master in the history of the wizarding world!"

As soon as the words fell, the whole audience was in an uproar again, with exclamations and applause intertwined.

Dumbledore turned slightly, raised his hand to make a "please" gesture, and said loudly:

"Now, let us invite Harry Potter to come up to the stage to receive his award!"

Hermione beside Harry was very excited. She pushed Harry's shoulder and said excitedly:

"Harry, hurry up, Dumbledore is calling you!"

Harry nodded and walked to the front of the hall under everyone's gaze.

On the podium at the front of the hall, Dumbledore stood side by side with a middle-aged wizard.

The middle-aged wizard among them was a little overweight, wearing a well-cut black robe, holding an exquisite medal in his hand, and looking at Harry in a friendly manner.

When Harry approached, the middle-aged wizard took the lead in extending his hand, shaking Harry's hand, and said with a brilliant smile:

"Hello, Mr. Potter, I am Cornelius Fudge, the current Minister of Magic. I will now present you with the Order of Merlin, First Class."

Hearing Fudge's words, Harry raised his eyebrows and looked at him curiously.

It turns out that this slightly old middle-aged wizard is the current Minister of Magic!

Of course, he is also his future enemy!
If Harry wants to overthrow the current corrupt wizard regime, he will definitely face the Ministry of Magic, and the Minister of Magic Fudge is his most important opponent!

A lot of thoughts flashed through his mind in a short period of time, but Harry remained calm and said with a friendly smile:

"Greetings, Minister Fudge, I'm honored to have you personally handshake and present the Order of Merlin, First Class!"

Seeing Harry's friendly attitude and his respect for him, Fudge's smile became friendlier and more genuine.

But even so, for some reason he always felt that there was something wrong with Harry's gaze on him. It made him feel chilly and even gave him an illusion...

I always feel like Harry wants to kill me!

(End of this chapter)