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

Chapter 27 The first day of school

It was a strange feeling, Harry couldn't describe it specifically, it was as if his body instinctively told him that he was about to travel through time.

Harry was a little excited. His knowledge was not as good as the Sorcerer Supreme, at least not now.

If the magical knowledge of the wizarding world is handed over to the Supreme Sorcerer, it will surely bloom more brilliantly.

Harry was not going to hide the truth from the Sorcerer Supreme. Time travel was not unfamiliar to her. There were many creatures in the multidimensional world who accidentally traveled through dimensions and came to other worlds.

Perhaps the wizarding world was one of those dimensions, but Harry instinctively felt that it wasn't that simple for the wizarding world to travel to another.

The distance between the wizarding world and another world is far beyond his imagination, and it is not even within the scope of the traditional multiverse!

Harry found his quarters in a room furnished with five four-poster beds draped with crimson velvet curtains.

This is the classic color scheme of Gryffindor, and the decorations in the common room are mostly crimson and gold.

Harry's roommates were also people he was familiar with, Ron Weasley, Seamus Finnigan, Dean Thomas and Neville Longbottom.

The four little wizards were very happy because they were actually the savior’s roommates!
The five people found their own beds, and their luggage had been placed beside the beds by the house elves.

Ron sat on the bed and said to Harry through the curtains:

“Today’s meal is so rich, it seems our meals in the future will be very good.

Wait, go away, Scabbers, and stop chewing my sheets."

Harry shook his head, opened the suitcase and took out a large amount of magical materials. Ron noticed this and was a little curious:

"Harry, why did you buy so many magic materials? I remember that Potions class doesn't need so many."

Harry didn't hide it: "I'm learning wand making. I want to make a more powerful wand, and making a contract scroll for loan magic also requires a lot of magical materials."

"Can you really borrow magic?" Ron said doubtfully. "I thought you were joking."

The matter of borrowing magic would be exposed sooner or later, so Harry planned to lay the groundwork first.

He once read in "Born Nobly: The Heritage of Bloodline Wizards" that some wizards were born with the ability to use their own blood to perform some magical magic.

The Potter family is also an ancient wizarding family with a long history. No one knows whether the Potter family has hidden blood power.

The identity of a bloodline wizard and a savior is enough for Harry to explain the loan magic.

"Of course, I know a lot of blood magic, such as this." Harry stretched out his hand into the air in front of him, as if sinking into a vortex, and took out a lot of snacks from the Muggle world.

He handed these snacks to Ron and the other three. Seeing their curious expressions, he explained their confusion:
"This is a pocket space that can store items. It can hold a lot of items. The space inside is relatively small now, but it can be expanded."

In fact, this is a pocket dimension, and the space inside can expand infinitely as Harry consumes his magic power.

But the wizarding world today obviously does not understand the concept of dimension, so Harry can only use space instead.

At the same time, if a large number of pocket dimension magics are borrowed in the future and the internal space is as big as his, even he will find it difficult to maintain it.

So he tried to make the space inside the pocket dimension as small as possible, so that there would be only a small space for the borrower.

Harry felt like a genius!
"This is so cool!" Seamus squeezed next to Harry, staring at the vortex floating in the air with sparkling eyes. He wanted to touch it with his hand, but he couldn't touch it without Harry's permission.

"If you can really lend magic, could you lend it to me first?"

The others said in unison: "And us, we also want to have our own pocket space." At the beginning of the school year, Harry became the undisputed boss of the dormitory with the promise of snacks and lending magic from the Muggle world.

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Hogwarts, eighth floor, headmaster's office.

The walls of this office are covered with portraits of former principals. Some of them are snoring in the frames, some are reading, and some are interacting with the current principal.

Among the many photo frames, a kind-looking woman suddenly appeared in an empty frame. She said to Dumbledore, who was sitting on a chair and teasing Fawkes the Phoenix:
“It seems our savior, Mr. Little, has some magical abilities.

Dumbledore, I learned from other portraits that Harry seems to have the ability to touch souls directly and can share this ability with others.

How did he describe this ability? Borrowing! That's right, that's the word!

"Borrowing, what an evil word!"

Another portrait rebuked loudly. This portrait showed a middle-aged wizard with a long beard. He was dressed in medieval gentleman's clothes. He looked very gentlemanly, but he always gave people a sense of meanness. He issued a warning:

"Dumbledore, you should lock him up and find out what a loan is. As far as I know, this word is mostly used by Muggle vampire bankers and demons in stories and biographies."

"Shut up, Black. You are just dissatisfied that the savior is not in Slytherin. If Harry was a little wizard in Slytherin, you would have a different expression." The kind witch who had just spoken said with disdain.

"Damn Dilis, you..."

Seeing that the two former headmasters were about to quarrel, Dumbledore quickly changed the subject:
"I've been following Harry since he was a kid and he's a really kind and friendly kid, just like Lily was.

Perhaps 'borrowing' is just his talent, like some kind of blood magic, just like his destiny to become a savior.

There's no way he's going to be an evil wizard, I think we should wait and see until I get a chance to talk to him."

Dumbledore's words were agreed by many portraits, and Dilys directly expressed her support for Dumbledore's approach. She also believed that Harry was a kind child.

Even though Black was somewhat dissatisfied, he agreed. After all, they were just a portrait, and the current headmaster was still Dumbledore.

When Dumbledore makes decisions, they cannot be changed.

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The next day, their second day at Hogwarts, Harry and Ron walked out of the dormitory together and headed towards the classroom.

From today, their classes will officially begin.

Perhaps it was because Harry was too famous, but wherever the two of them went, they would always be surrounded by other young wizards, as if Harry was some novelty.

"It's over there, look."

"Which way?"

"That tall little black-haired wizard is very handsome."

"Oh my god, I see him, is that Harry Potter?"

"It's a shame I didn't see that lightning scar."

Harry smiled at the group of little witches who were chattering and staring at him, and continued walking towards the classroom as they exclaimed in low voices.

(End of this chapter)