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

Hogwarts had many staircases, a grand total of one hundred and forty-two.

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They varied in appearance, some wide and large, others narrow and small, some shaky, and some even led to different locations at different times.

What baffled Harry the most was that some staircases would suddenly have steps disappear after ascending to a certain level. It was far too dangerous. Weren't the professors afraid that young wizards would fall to their deaths?

However, these staircases were relatively easy to handle. As long as you remembered the patterns, you could pass through smoothly. The various passages and doors were the most difficult to deal with.

Some doors were hidden behind portraits. If you didn't amuse the portraits, they wouldn't open the doors.

Some portraits would disguise themselves as doors. Even if you amused them, you would find a wall behind them.

What made the young wizards even more desperate was that these portraits were constantly moving. Only by remembering the appearance of each portrait could you avoid being deceived.

Harry didn't understand why Hogwarts Castle would solidify these magics. Could it be that this castle was once a military fortress long ago, and was only used as a school after the war ended?

Faced with this situation, many young wizards would have been late on the first day of class if it hadn't been for the ghosts pointing the way.

Even Harry was almost late, but he directly grabbed Ron by the collar and flew from the fourth floor to the second floor, which allowed them to run ahead.

Ron patted his chest, his face full of excitement:

"Wow, that's so cool, you can actually fly! Harry, is this your bloodline magic too?"

Harry had already prepared to attribute all the Kamar-Taj magic to the almighty bloodline magic: "Yes, that's right."

At this moment, a gaunt figure leaned out from the fourth-floor railing and shouted at Harry and Ron:

"Oh, damn it, you two little trolls, you can't ride flying brooms inside the castle. It seems I need to teach you a lesson and give you detention to remember it!"

Ron was startled by Filch's sharp voice, while Harry retorted:

"Mr. Filch, we didn't ride flying brooms, we flew down directly, look, like this."

He lifted his feet off the ground, demonstrating for Filch.

Filch was stunned. He had never seen a wizard who could fly without a flying broom.

This made him swallow the venom he was about to spit out, and he could only say to Harry with a dark face:

"Even without a flying broom, it's not allowed, this is the last time!"

After Filch left, Ron whispered:

"Filch is so scary, no wonder almost every young wizard hates him."

Harry raised his eyebrows and smiled mysteriously: "Don't worry, he will be honest soon."

Ron was puzzled and looked at Harry with a questioning look.

"Don't forget, I can 'borrow', and the borrowers are not limited to wizards, Squibs and even Muggles are fine!"

"Yes, that's right, Filch is going crazy thinking about casting magic!"

Ron was just a simple young wizard and couldn't understand the far-reaching impact that Harry's words could have on the current wizarding world.

He was just happy that he wouldn't have to worry about Filch in the future.

When the two arrived at the Transfiguration classroom on the first floor, some young wizards were already sitting in their seats.

Hermione was sitting in the front row on the left, waving her arm at Harry:

"Harry, come here, there are seats here."

Harry walked towards Hermione, and just as he was about to sit down, he suddenly noticed a cat sitting on the teacher's desk.

This cat was very beautiful, a British Shorthair silver tabby.

It had soft, black and gray fur, very smooth, and shiny under the sunlight.

What made Harry even more curious were its eyes. There was a circle of light black fur around its eyes, like a pair of glasses.

Harry curiously looked at this beautiful cat and walked towards it.

He sensed magic within this cat, and it was very powerful.

Was this a magical cat?

Just as Harry was about to pick up this cat for a good look, the cat seemed startled and immediately jumped off the desk.

To his surprise, this cat quickly grew larger and eventually turned into a witch wearing a green robe.

This cat was actually Professor McGonagall!

"Mr. Potter, what are you doing?" Professor McGonagall was a little scared. If Harry hugged her, how would she face these students in the future?

Seeing that Professor McGonagall was a little angry, Harry immediately explained: "Sorry, Professor, I didn't know that cat was you. I sensed magic in the cat's body and thought it was a magical cat, so I wanted to observe it."

"Oh? Able to sense magic, is this also your talent?"

Harry knew what Professor McGonagall was talking about. It seemed that the news of him possessing bloodline magic had already spread: "Yes, this is my talent, it awakened when I received the notice."

"Truly an extraordinary talent." Professor McGonagall took a deep look at Harry, believing his explanation: "Then Mr. Potter, please return to your seat, our class is about to begin."

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Just after sitting down, Hermione on Harry's left sincerely praised: "Professor McGonagall is truly a knowledgeable Transfiguration master, able to turn herself into a cat."

Harry nodded: "I know this magic, this is not ordinary Transfiguration, but a profound Transfiguration called 'Animagus'.

Animagus refers to wizards who can transform into animals.

This is a very complex and profound magical skill, requiring rigorous training and complex magical procedures to learn."

"So cool!" Hermione seemed very interested in Animagus.

Harry fell into thought, he thought of Scabbers and the giant squid under the Black Lake.

Before, he had never seen an Animagus, and even if he sensed the magic in their bodies, he only thought they were magical creatures.

But now Harry found that the magic in their bodies was very similar to the cat that Professor McGonagall transformed into, and even the Squib Filch.

Their magic was chaotic and disordered, difficult to mobilize, making it difficult to release magic.

This made Harry wonder if Scabbers and the giant squid under the Black Lake were also Animagus, rather than magical creatures.

In order to verify this conjecture, Harry planned to take some time to go to the Forbidden Forest to take a look.

As for the ban announced by Dumbledore before, Harry said that the Sorcerer Supreme never followed the rules!

The class bell rang, Professor McGonagall scanned the classroom, and nodded with satisfaction when she saw that no one was late:

"Ahem, let's start the class, I am McGonagall, your Transfiguration professor.

Transfiguration is the most complex and dangerous magic you will learn in Hogwarts.

Therefore, anyone who is naughty in my class, I will ask them to leave and never allow them to enter again.

I have warned you!"

Professor McGonagall glanced at Harry, which made Harry feel a little innocent. It seemed that the cat professor was a little resentful.