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

Chapter 60: Child, this world has never been fair

Ron's eyes lit up: "Is there any way to get a time converter?"

"study hard, improve every day!"

Ron: "???"

"If you take too many courses at once, the professor might allow you to use a Time-Turner." Harry had already guessed what Ron would say.

As expected, Ron shrugged his head and said weakly, "Uh, forget it. Taking so many courses at once is really crazy."

The handsome Mr. Savior always attracts a lot of attention. Under the watery gazes of many little witches, the two walked towards the Transfiguration classroom.

Even though a week had passed, Ron still wasn't used to these stares. He complained slightly:

"Harry, can you please be more low-key? Every time we walk together, those little witches' eyes seem to be all over you. I almost become invisible when I stand next to you!"

Harry touched his face and said helplessly, "Sorry, Ron, my strength doesn't allow it!"

Ron: "..."

"Okay, I understand now. Next time I go out I have to hold up a sign that says 'Besides Harry, there's also Ron here', otherwise no one will notice me."

As a teenager, Ron envied Harry very much. He also wanted to be as popular as Harry, but he knew it was difficult because Harry was too outstanding and people would never think of fighting against him.

At this moment, Harry saw the fluffy-haired little otter in front of him, his eyes lit up, and he greeted, "Hi, Hermione!"

Hermione was walking in a hurry. When she heard someone calling her, she turned around and said breathlessly:

"Harry, Ron? Hurry up, we're going to be late. It takes quite a while to get from the seventh floor to the Transfiguration classroom across the street. We don't have much time left, so hurry up!"

Harry and Ron smiled at each other. Now they no longer had to worry about being late.

The two of them came to Hermione's side, and Harry suddenly held Hermione's little hand. When Hermione's face flushed as if steam was about to start coming out, he warned: "Hermione, don't be afraid, I'm going to cast a spell!"

"Wait!" Hermione was a good student who respected the school rules. She also knew that the school rules clearly stated that performing magic in public was not allowed.

She wanted to stop Harry, but it was too late. Her telekinesis lifted the three of them up, slowly floating up and flying towards the Transfiguration classroom on the fourth floor opposite.

Seeing what had happened, Hermione said worriedly, "If Filch sees us, he'll definitely punish us severely."

"Don't worry, Filch won't punish us!" Ron said impatiently before Harry had time to explain.

When Harry came back yesterday, Ron knew that Harry had achieved his goal. Filch had become Harry's debtor and would not trouble Harry again unless he wanted to give up his spellcasting ability.

The three of them flew from the seventh floor to the fourth floor. They were very conspicuous and many young wizards looked at them.

The little wizards all said enviously, "You can fly without a broomstick! What a magical spell! I want to learn it too!"

The little witches bit their handkerchiefs and stared at Hermione, whose hands were held by Harry: "Who is that girl? I'm so envious!"

But soon, all the young wizards stopped paying attention to Harry and the other two, because a familiar harsh curse was heard in the corridor on the fourth floor.

"Who's that?" It was Filch's voice, shouting at the top of his lungs, as if he had discovered something.

The next moment, a little wizard came rushing out from around the corner in a panic, stumbling and almost falling. Filch's sharp eyes quickly noticed him, and he rushed over like an arrow, waving his skinny fingers in the air and shouting:

"You little troublemaker! Running around in the corridor again. Have you forgotten all the school rules?"

Realizing that he couldn't escape, the little wizard turned pale with fear. He stopped, lowered his head, nervously tugged at the corners of his clothes with his hands, and his body trembled slightly.

Filch rushed to the young wizard and glared at him condescendingly:
"Come on, follow me to my office. I'm going to teach you a lesson, so you little troublemaker will remember this lesson!"

After saying that, he grabbed the little wizard by the collar and dragged him towards the office. However, after taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped. Opposite him happened to be Harry and the other two who had flown to the fourth floor.

Then, there was silence in the castle, and Harry, the other two and Filch stared at each other.

Even the little wizard caught by Filch stopped trembling and looked at Harry curiously.

He didn't expect that Harry Potter was also doing something illegal, and was discovered by Filch just like him.

This made him feel much better and he no longer felt ashamed.

With Harry Potter by his side, there was nothing shameful about being watched.

Perhaps by virtue of this violation, he could even establish a relationship with Harry Potter.

But things did not develop as the little wizard expected.

After a brief eye contact with Harry and the other two, Filch's cheeks twitched. He actually ignored them, turned around, grabbed the offending little wizard, and walked towards the office on the first floor.

The little wizard who violated the rules was stunned and immediately shouted in dissatisfaction: "Harry Potter also violated the rules, why didn't you punish him?"

At first, Filch didn't want to pay attention to him. After all, he was in the wrong. It was the first time that he took the initiative to let go of the offending little wizard, which made him feel awkward.

But the offending little wizard in his hand was thrashing around like a fish on land, his cries of discontent growing louder and louder. He finally couldn't stand it anymore, lowered his head and almost touched the offending little wizard's face, and scolded him:
"Shut up, little troublemaker, he's Harry Potter, the savior, aren't you?"

The offending little wizard was frightened and didn't protest until he was dragged more than ten meters away: "No, this is not fair, this is not fair!"

"Child, this world has never been fair." Filch said in a complicated tone and slowly left.

Hermione witnessed the whole process and asked in confusion: "Harry, how did you do it? Filch actually let us go!"

Harry laughed, "Filch was a Squib. I restored his ability to cast spells, that's all."

"Oh my god, you can actually restore the Squib's ability to cast spells!" Hermione knew what this meant. "It looks like you'll be on the Daily Prophet again. Once the news spreads, many Squibs may ask you for treatment."

The nearest little wizard also heard Harry's conversation. A fifth-year little witch suddenly rushed up to Harry and asked anxiously, "Mr. Potter, can you really restore the magic power of the Squib?"

An acquaintance of the little witch explained why she was so anxious: "Linna's brother is a Squib, and because of this incident, he even suffered from depression."

Harry smiled gently, exuding a strong affinity, and replied, "Of course, as long as you can bring the patient to me, I will do my best to treat him!"

Hearing Harry's assurance, all the young wizards began to cheer, and gradually shouted in unison: "Potter! Potter! Potter!"

The uniform cheers made Hogwarts lively in the early morning.

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(End of this chapter)