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

"No, don't believe him, it's just his disguise, that's right, that's their disguise in front of Harry!" Ron subconsciously retorted.

"Don't be like that, Ron." Harry smiled happily, the little face of Draco Malfoy, who was clearly afraid but forcibly calmed down just now, looked too funny:

"People are always changing. Don't wear colored glasses to look at a person because of their family. Maybe Malfoy is a good person."

Ron was also a little uncertain: "Maybe that's right, I might be wrong."

Harry lowered his head slightly, the shadow of his bangs covering his delicate, emerald green eyes.

He was thinking about Malfoy. It seemed that the last time he accidentally almost killed Malfoy, it left a heavy shadow on him.

And Malfoy comes from a pure-blood wizarding family and cares a lot about family honor, but the magic power in his body is not very outstanding. It is enough for ordinary little wizards, but it is not enough for Malfoy, who wants to be more outstanding.

He must want to make himself more excellent in the eyes of Old Malfoy. This point, coupled with the shadow I left in his heart before, may be able to develop him into a new lender!

If you want to reform this backward wizarding world, the power of the Malfoy family is a very important help!

After having a plan in his mind, Harry looked out the window.

The sky had already darkened, and a mixture of mountains and forests intertwined under the deep purple sky.

The speed of the car seemed to be gradually slowing down.

Harry and Ron went out first, letting Hermione change into her black wizard robe.

Afterwards, the two entered the compartment and changed their clothes.

The two took off their coats and put on their wizard robes. Harry noticed that Ron's robe was a little short, revealing his worn-out sneakers below.

Harry knew that little wizards of this age have self-esteem, so he said euphemistically:

"By the way, I'm very good at Transfiguration, do you want to see?"

"Huh?" Ron didn't know what Harry meant by saying this at this time.

Without waiting for Ron to answer, Harry waved his wand.

The originally worn-out robe, which still had some indelible stains, instantly became clean and more fitting.

Even the worn-out sneakers on Ron's feet became brand new sneakers.

Ron was very surprised: "Wow, this is so cool! Harry, how long can your Transfiguration last?"

Harry spread his hands: "I don't know, a few days, a few weeks, or even longer, anyway, I consumed a lot of magic power."

"You are so amazing, Harry, you are indeed the savior of the wizarding world!"

"The train will arrive at Hogwarts in five minutes. Please leave your luggage on the train and we will send it to the school for you." At this time, a sharp voice echoed on the train.

Harry judged that this should be a Hogwarts house-elf. They are servants of wizards and are extremely loyal to wizards.

Some house-elves have even more outstanding magical abilities than their masters. As for why they are still loyal, Harry has his own guesses.

This may be related to a spell involving the entire race. This spell enslaved the minds of the house-elves and completely turned them into slaves.

If it were before, Harry might have thought this method was cruel.

But after being taught by the Ancient One for seven years, he changed his mind.

He had witnessed the cosmic war under the protection of the Ancient One, participated in the conquest between dimensions, witnessed the cruelty of the demon lords, and knew all kinds of transactions on the dark side of the world.

All of this made him understand what the Ancient One's responsibility was.

It is to protect the Earth and maintain world order!

He loves the world, and he loves humanity, but he does not love a single individual!

The train gradually stopped, and the passengers pushed and shoved, pouring out of the car door.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood together, and they came to a dark and small platform.

The night wind was very cold, and the cold air blew into Hermione's collar, causing Miss Otter to shiver.

Harry took out his wand and shouted at the sky:

"Lumos!"

Bright light flew out from the top of the wand, floating in the night sky, without being affected by the cold wind at all.

Harry had not modified the Lumos spell, but as he said, as long as he told his thoughts to the chaotic magic power, in most cases, the chaotic magic power would solve everything for him.

One of them is that the Lumos's light can still exist after leaving the wand.

"It's Harry Potter, that's the spell he released!" I don't know which little wizard discovered Harry's actions and shouted it out.

"It turns out to be Harry Potter, no wonder he can cast spells before even entering school."

"This is Lumos, I recognize it, but Harry Potter's Lumos seems to be a little different, but since it's Harry, it can be understood."

"First-year students, come this way, don't trip over." A familiar voice sounded in front: "Harry, I see you, come this way, how have you been recently?"

In front of the many little wizards, a giant was holding a lantern to illuminate the way. It was Hagrid, and his hairy face showed a smile to Harry.

Harry had a good impression of Hagrid. He could feel that Hagrid, like Aunt May, was an elder who cared for him from the bottom of his heart:

"I'm fine, how about you?"

"Of course, I've been doing well recently too. Come, come, little wizards, come with me, I'll take you to school."

Just after taking a few steps, Harry hated the road to Hogwarts.

As soon as he stepped on the dirt road, it felt like his feet were greased. He took one step and slipped three steps.

And the road was very narrow, and many little wizards were squeezed together, you pushed me and I pushed you. If Harry hadn't been taking care of Hermione, she would have been pushed down long ago.

"Slow down, slow down." Hagrid shouted loudly: "Turn this corner and you will soon see Hogwarts."

Sure enough, after turning this corner, the scene in front of him suddenly opened up, and a huge black lake reflected the moonlight, appearing in front of the many little wizards.

And on the hillside behind the Black Lake, stood a majestic castle. The castle was a Gothic building, and the windows were lit with candles, like stars in the night sky.

At this time, Hagrid's reminder came again: "Look at the boats on the shore, each boat cannot hold more than four people, don't worry, we have plenty of time."

Harry found a boat and sat at the bow. Hermione quickly followed and sat next to Harry.

Then came Ron, and the last member was also someone Harry knew, it was Neville, who was looking for his toad on the train.

Neville was indeed very timid, standing on the shore and not daring to board the boat for a while.

Ron waited a little impatiently: "Neville, what are you doing, come up quickly, otherwise we won't wait for you!"

Harry shook his head. In Neville's exclamation, he used telekinesis to lift him up and put him on the boat.

Neville also knew that Harry was helping him, and thanked him in a low voice:

"Thank you, Harry, you helped me again."

Under the bright moonlight, the boat rippled across the Black Lake.

The boat seemed to be enchanted, and it could move forward slowly without rowing.

The mysterious and ancient castle in the distance was getting closer and closer to Harry.