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

Chapter 97 In the same room!
Ron looked at Harry and Hermione with envy. He had to spend this Christmas at Hogwarts.

Originally, he could have gone home for the holidays, but who could have thought that the Weasleys suddenly decided to go to Romania to visit his second brother Charlie.

In desperation, he and his twin brothers had to stay in Hogwarts.

Ron curled his lips and said sourly, "I really envy you guys. Now everyone's gone. I'm sure I'll be terribly lonely for the next few days."

Ron kept muttering while staring at Harry eagerly, his eyes filled with tears and unconcealable anticipation.

It was obvious that he wanted to go back with Harry. He had long been curious about the Muggle world. Those new things seemed to have magic, tickling his heart, and he was looking forward to following Harry to see what was going on.

But Harry seemed not to see Ron's expectant look and completely ignored him.

Normally, it would be fine to let Ron follow him, but this time the situation was different. If he let Ron go back with him, would he still be able to do the experiment?
What's more, this holiday he not only planned to do experiments, but also planned to take a trip to Knockturn Alley.

In that notorious alley, there are many notorious dark wizards hiding. In Harry's eyes, these dark wizards are simply perfect "magic materials"!
As experimental consumables, they are of immeasurable value to Harry's research and experiments!
Harry is kind and good, but this kindness has clear limits and is only given to those who are upright and kind.

Under the careful teaching of the Supreme Sorcerer, Harry has already deeply understood the difference between good and evil. He will never show mercy to those who do evil, nor will he show the slightest kindness.

How does the saying go, kindness to the enemy is cruelty to yourself!

That day, as soon as the Potions class ended, Harry, as usual, pestered Snape and asked him questions about potions.

As Harry got to know Snape better and better, he began to like him and discovered that he was truly a treasure!

Snape was a potion master who would not be self-contained and his thinking was never bound by tradition.

Over the past few decades, he has accumulated a large number of novel ideas about potions.

Some of these ideas were realized by him, while others could not be realized due to current conditions. Snape recorded them in detail and kept them properly.

These precious ideas can bring Harry a lot of inspiration, and every time he knows a new idea, it can bring him a new spark of thinking.

Not only that, Snape's profound knowledge can also supplement Harry's potion system and fill in the gaps.

When Harry walked out of the underground classroom, he found Ron, Hermione and Hagrid together, and Ron seemed to have a conflict with Malfoy.

Malfoy glanced at Ron with disdain, a mocking smile on his lips, and turned to Goyle and Crabbe and said, "I feel so sorry for some people. They have to stay in Hogwarts for Christmas because their families don't want them!"

Everyone could tell that Malfoy was talking to Ron. Goyle and Crabbe also laughed wildly, laughing loudly at the top of their lungs without any scruples.

Finally, Malfoy made no secret of his true feelings and swaggered up to Ron. Seeing Ron helping Hagrid drag a fir tree, he couldn't help but sneer:

"Hey, isn't this poor boy Weasley? Can you please move aside and not block the aisle?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something even more malicious, and a sly smile appeared on his face:
"Oh, I see. You want to earn some pocket money, don't you? Let me think you might want to guard the hunting grounds after graduating from Hogwarts. After all, Hagrid's cabin is much better than your original home!"

They were all young men, full of vigor and vitality. How could Ron tolerate Malfoy mocking him in the face without making any response?
In an instant, anger clouded his mind, and he didn't care about the consequences. He rushed towards Malfoy in a fit of rage.

Just at this moment, Snape and Harry walked down the stairs, and the chaotic scene in front of them instantly caught their eyes.

Snape didn't hesitate for a second, almost as a conditioned reflex, and sided with Malfoy without hesitation.

He twisted his face and scolded, "Weasley!"

Ron was frightened by the sudden roar of the big oil-leading bat, and his hand loosened Malfoy's clothes on his chest as if he had been electrocuted.

Turning around, he saw Snape's eyes full of disgust under his hooked nose. He was suddenly frightened and his face turned pale and red.

Hagrid quickly poked his big, shaggy head out from behind the fir tree and spoke anxiously for Ron, saying, "Malfoy provoked him first. Malfoy just insulted his family."

"No matter what, physical violence is against school rules, Hagrid." Snape didn't even raise his eyelids as he said in a smooth voice, "Five points from Gryffindor!"

Although he won the conflict, Malfoy did not feel any joy of victory.

He raised his eyes inadvertently and found that Harry next to Snape was staring at him closely. The look in his eyes was meaningful, which made Malfoy feel uneasy.

The reason why he mocked Ron just now was simply because Harry was not there. If Harry had been there at the time, he would not have dared to be so presumptuous even if he had ten times the courage.

Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle left. Ron stood there, staring at Malfoy's back, gritting his teeth and saying, "I must teach him a lesson. One day, I'm going to let him know how powerful I am!"

Harry watched all this quietly from the side. He had no intention of intervening in Ron and Malfoy's playing house. This was something Ron had to handle on his own.

Harry was thinking about another thing at the moment. He planned to find an opportunity to confront Malfoy before the Christmas holidays and ask him if he wanted to borrow money.

This holiday is just the right time for Malfoy to think.

"Okay, be happy, Christmas is coming soon." Hagrid patted Ron on the shoulder and comforted him, "Guess how to find it? Come with me to the great hall, it's amazing!" So Harry, Hermione and Ron followed Hagrid to the great hall.

Professors McGonagall and Flitwick were both here, busy putting up the Christmas decorations.

Seeing Hagrid, Professor McGonagall said in surprise, "Ah, Hagrid, the last tree has been brought in. Can you put it in the corner over there?"

"of course can!"

The auditorium at this time looked beautiful and magnificent, making people unable to take their eyes off it.

On the ceiling, holly and mistletoe are intertwined, and carefully woven hanging ribbons are layered and staggered, hanging down like green waterfalls.

Around the auditorium, twelve tall and straight Christmas trees stand out from the ground. Some of the trees are covered with sparkling little icicles, which look like twinkling stars under the candlelight.

Some are decorated with hundreds of colorful candles of varying thicknesses, flickering warm and soft light.

"How many days of vacation are left?" Hagrid suddenly asked.

"Only one day," Hermione replied.

Several people turned their eyes to Professor Flitwick. The short duelling master stood on a chair and used his wand to spray out strings of golden bubbles.

Under the illumination of the magic lights, these bubbles looked like flowing gems. They rose and drifted slowly, and finally hung gently on the branches of the newly moved Christmas tree.

After dinner, Harry temporarily parted ways with Hermione, left the library and went to the basement of the castle to look for Malfoy.

The Slytherin Common Room is located beneath Hogwarts Castle, near the lake, and is connected to the outside world by a narrow, flooded passage.

This unique location gives the common room a mysterious and quiet atmosphere, which fits in with the temperament of Slytherin House.

Harry was standing behind a seemingly ordinary wall, but behind it lay a secret passage leading to the Slytherin common room.

He waited there quietly, and soon a familiar figure appeared.

The moment she saw Harry, Pansy's eyes lit up. She trotted over briskly and stood in front of Harry, her eyes full of anticipation and her voice filled with unconcealed joy: "Harry, are you here to see me?"

Harry naturally wouldn't pour cold water on her directly, but said vaguely: "Well, yes, that's right. Can I ask you a favor? Call Malfoy out and tell him that Harry Potter is looking for him."

As a member of Slytherin, Pansy was very perceptive and could understand the meaning of Harry's words.

She was a little disappointed that Harry wasn't looking for her, but she nodded and went into the common room to find Malfoy.

She found that she couldn't refuse Harry's request at all.

After a while, there was a slight noise in the passage. Malfoy crouched down, huddled up, and poked his head out of the hidden passage, looking around carefully.

The same was true for Goyle and Crabbe. They were almost sticking to Malfoy's back, looking even more timid than Malfoy.

You know, this time they are going to face the terrifying 'Lightning King'!
Seeing how timid they were, Harry shook his head helplessly and took the initiative to step forward.

But the moment they looked up and saw Harry, they subconsciously took a step back and wanted to escape back to the common room.

This made several black lines appear on Harry's forehead. He used his telekinesis to pull Malfoy out and threw Goyle and Crabbe back, leaving a message: "I will talk to him alone for a while and return him to you later."

Behind them, Goyle and Crabbe fell to the ground, their faces pale with fear. They scrambled to their feet, wailing at the top of their lungs, calling out Malfoy's name.

The miserable voice made it seem as if Malfoy would disappear forever and never come back.

Harry didn't bother to pay attention to them and dragged Malfoy straight to a secluded classroom.

After closing the door, he showed a gentle smile on his face, and slowly spoke to Malfoy, who was frightened and pale and trembling all over, saying:

"Malfoy, you certainly don't want your mother to be looked down upon by other pure-blood wizards because you are so bad, right?"

The next day, at five o'clock in the afternoon, snowflakes were still falling, covering Hogsmeade Station in a blanket of white.

At Hogsmeade Station, Ron and Hagrid stood side by side, waving goodbye to Harry.

Harry waved his arm in response, and he and Hermione boarded the Hogwarts Express, heading for London.

In stark contrast to the beginning of the school year, there were far fewer little wizards returning home for Christmas this time, and the carriage seemed particularly empty.

There were quite a few empty compartments on the train, so Harry and Hermione had one to themselves, practically sharing a room...

　Ask for monthly ticket, orz~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)