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

The two arrived at the end of Diagon Alley, where a white building stood out incongruously from its surroundings.

The entire building was constructed of white marble, with a simple and elegant appearance, and it was also much cleaner.

Hagrid pointed to the building and explained to Harry:

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"Come on, Harry, your money is there. Gringotts is the bank of the wizarding world, and there's no place safer than there, except for Hogwarts!"

Following the white stone steps, they entered the bronze gate in front of Gringotts, and another gate appeared in front of Harry and Hagrid.

This gate was entirely bright and silvery, with the following words engraved on it:

"Enter, stranger, but take heed

Of what awaits the sin of greed,

For those who take, but do not earn,

Must pay most dearly in their turn,

So if you seek beneath our floors

A treasure that was never yours,

Thief, you have been warned, beware

Of finding more than treasure there."

"Like I said, anyone who wants to rob this bank must be crazy. Hundreds and thousands of spells have been cast inside, even Dumbledore needs to be careful.", Hagrid said.

Behind the door, two goblins in scarlet uniforms bowed to the two and led them into a tall marble hall.

At this moment, Hagrid suddenly noticed that Harry's reaction to this scene was very calm, as if he was used to it, which made him a little curious:

"Harry, aren't you curious? You shouldn't have seen a goblin before, have you?"

Harry was still curiously observing the surrounding environment. After hearing Hagrid's words, he laughed:

"Well, I am indeed very curious, but I just didn't show it."

In fact, he wasn't curious about the scene in front of him at all. The Supreme Mage had once taken him to the 'Nexus of Realities' to trade with mages from other dimensions.

The Nexus of Realities is a special dimension, specifically a crossroads, from which one can find paths to any dimension, even dimensions within dimensions.

Therefore, many mages from different dimensions tacitly trade there, and it has now become an important trading market in the multiverse.

Compared to that, Gringotts is nothing.

The two came to a counter, and Hagrid said to a goblin who was free:

"We need to take some money from Harry Potter's vault."

"Do you have his key, sir?"

"Of course, here you go." Hagrid took out the key.

The goblin took the key and carefully examined it with a magnifying glass:

"There shouldn't be any problems."

Just as he was about to lead Harry and Hagrid to the vault, Hagrid solemnly took out a letter:

"I also have a letter from Professor Dumbledore here. He told me it was related to 'that thing' in vault 713."

Based on Hagrid's solemn appearance, Harry judged that 'that thing' should be very important, perhaps some kind of precious treasure.

But Harry wasn't interested in it at all. He had been in contact with legendary treasures such as the Time Stone, and didn't think 'that thing' would be more precious than the Time Stone.

The goblin took the letter, checked it carefully, and nodded after confirming that it was correct:

"Very well, please wait a moment, someone will take you there soon... Griphook!"

A goblin named Griphook came to the two and bowed slightly:

"Let's go, please follow me, gentlemen."

Griphook led them deep into Gringotts. After pushing open a door, there was actually a narrow stone corridor inside.

The three rode in a small cart in the center of the stone corridor, advancing along a winding and tortuous track like a maze. The cold wind in the underground was a bit strong, but for Harry, who could use magic to strengthen his body, the cold wind was just right.

Soon, accompanied by a harsh metallic friction sound, the small cart stopped in front of a small iron gate.

Griphook said in a shrill voice:

"Vault 687, please follow me."

Griphook took the key from Hagrid. When he opened the vault with the key, the golden light shone on Harry's face, and even he was shocked by the mountains of gold coins, silver bars, and bronze coins inside.

Even if Harry didn't know how much purchasing power this money had in the wizarding world, he could guess that it was definitely a large inheritance!

Hagrid looked down at Harry, trying to be gentle:

"Ha, Harry, are you surprised? You didn't think your parents wouldn't leave you anything, did you?

Look, those gold coins are Galleons, the silver coins are Sickles, and the bronze coins are Knuts.

You are now richer than some declining wizarding families!

Take out some money, this is enough for two semesters, and the rest will continue to be kept here, Gringotts will help you take care of it.

Let's go, we should go to vault 713. Please ask Mr. Griphook to drive slower, the wind in the tunnel is too strong."

"Sorry, there is only one speed for the cart." Griphook spread his hands, revealing a formulaic smile.

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Sitting in the small cart and heading to vault 713, Harry remained silent.

His parents left him a huge inheritance, and his friends sincerely cared about him. All of this was an experience he had never had in this world, at least he had never felt it with the Dursleys.

According to Hagrid's description, his parents were both very good people, especially his mother, who was gentle, kind, beautiful, and knowledgeable, and loved him very much.

If they hadn't been killed by the dark wizard, he might have had a wonderful childhood and lived a happy life since he was a child.

But all of this was ruined by that damn dark wizard!

A faint scarlet color appeared in Harry's pupils, which was a sign of restless magic:

"Hagrid, who killed my parents?"

Hearing Harry's question, Hagrid shivered, his beard trembled, as if he was very afraid of that name:

"The Dark Lord killed them..."

"The Dark Lord?" Harry was a little puzzled, this didn't sound like a name.

Hagrid shook his head and solemnly warned:

"Harry, it is rumored in the wizarding world that that person's name is cursed. When his name is mentioned, he will sense it. Therefore, no one wants to say their name, so everyone uses the Dark Lord instead.

Unless absolutely necessary, even if you know that person's name, don't mention it."

Harry was thoughtful, a magic that curses names? It seems that the Book of Vishanti records many spells to break it.

Feeling that Hagrid was indeed full of fear for the Dark Lord, Harry stopped asking about the Dark Lord's information.

Since everyone in the wizarding world knows the Dark Lord, then the records about the Dark Lord must be widespread, and he can investigate it himself.

Harry clenched his fists. He must kill the Dark Lord, even if his strength surpasses the Supreme Mage!

After a pause, calming his complicated emotions, Harry asked again:

"Hagrid, what kind of people were my parents?"