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

On Halloween Eve, Harry woke up early in the morning to the sweet and tempting smell of roasted pumpkin wafting through the corridor.

The corridors and classrooms of the castle had been transformed. The people in the portraits had changed into bizarre costumes, some wearing exaggerated wizard hats, others draped in flowing black cloaks, winking at passing students and occasionally letting out strange laughs.

Black vines crawled all over the walls, interspersed with grinning jack-o'-lanterns, their eerie green light flickering in the dim corridors, casting mysterious shadows.

After finishing their classes for the day, Harry, Hermione, and Ron headed downstairs towards the Great Hall.

Tonight was the Halloween Eve feast, a celebration on par with the Sorting Ceremony, attended by young wizards from every year.

Stepping into the Great Hall, colorful decorations hung on the walls, and a thousand bats, conjured by the professors, flew around the ceiling like low-hanging dark clouds.

Young wizards gathered together, savoring the delicious food.

Golden-brown roasted turkeys, giant pumpkin pies, colorful candies, pastries of various shapes, and steaming pumpkin soup—each dish seemed like a masterpiece of magic.

Ron was still stuffing his favorite chicken legs into his mouth, getting grease all over his face. He mumbled, "Mmph, I heard there'll be different performances tonight. Apparently, Headmaster Dumbledore will use Transfiguration to conjure skeletons to dance for us."

"And there's a magical creature show. Hagrid even said he's inviting a unicorn to make an appearance," Hermione added excitedly.

Harry was also looking forward to it. Unicorns were extremely mysterious and precious magical creatures, and even their hair could be used as wand cores.

Perhaps he could analyze the magical structure of unicorns to create spells like purification and protection.

Harry ate a chocolate bar, preparing to go to the Forbidden Forest later to befriend a unicorn and ask if he could study it.

He wondered what unicorns liked. Maybe some berries with a strong magical power?

Just as the feast was getting livelier, the door to the classroom was slammed open with a "bang."

Professor Quirrell rushed in, looking flustered.

His robes were askew, he was panting, and he stumbled towards the front of the hall, knocking over several chairs along the way, creating a jarring noise that instantly drew everyone's attention.

He barely managed to steady himself and shouted in a trembling voice, "Troll… a troll! There's a troll in the dungeon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he collapsed to the floor, unconscious.

The hall erupted into chaos, so much so that Dumbledore had to wave his wand, creating several bursts of colorful fireworks in the air, before everyone quieted down.

"Prefects, immediately lead your house's students back to their dormitories," Dumbledore said in a low voice.

Percy called out, "Everyone, follow me. Don't get separated. Just listen to my instructions, and you don't need to be afraid of any troll!"

But the young wizards didn't seem to listen to him and remained panicked.

They all knew that trolls were powerful and cruel creatures, and in their eyes, wizards were just another type of food.

They often rampaged through wizarding villages, causing a lot of destruction and brutally killing many wizards.

Fear gripped everyone's hearts, and Percy's words only made them more panicked.

At this moment, Harry amplified his voice with magic, shouting loudly, "Everyone calm down and listen to Prefect Percy. We'll be fine!"

The magic influenced his voice, adding mental soothing properties to it, and many young wizards calmed down.

Hearing Harry's voice, they shouted, "That's right, we have Harry. He's very strong and can even defeat professors!"

"We're safe. Don't be afraid, everyone. We have Potter!"

Seeing that nothing he said worked, but Harry's words immediately calmed the young wizards, Percy looked complicated.

He thought to himself that his words were not as effective as Harry's, making him a truly failed prefect.

But thinking about it carefully, it was only natural. After all, even he admired Harry very much, let alone the other young wizards.

Harry followed the Gryffindor students towards the common room.

But as they walked, Harry, Hermione, and Ron gradually slowed down, unknowingly falling to the back of the group.

As they were about to reach the Gryffindor common room, the three of them left without anyone noticing.

Arriving at a secluded corner, Hermione asked with some confusion, "Harry, why did you lead us away from the group?"

Harry smiled mysteriously, grabbed both of them, and ran towards the dungeon.

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On the way, Harry explained, "There are other young wizards in the dungeon. They might be in danger, and we should go save them. Besides, don't you want to see what a troll looks like? We can use this troll to practice spells!"

Harry had already noticed that many young wizards were missing from the Slytherin table, Pansy being one of them.

These young wizards who were not in the hall, some had gone to the classroom to retrieve forgotten items, some had gone to the restroom, and some had returned to the Slytherin common room. They were distributed on the first floor, in the dungeon, and even in the deeper dungeons, and they could all be in danger.

The magic of the wizarding world is not good at sensing, and the professors might not be able to rescue them in time, so Harry decided to go as soon as possible to prevent some unlucky young wizard from running into the troll.

It wouldn't be good if they were smashed into a gooey meat pie by the troll's club.

In addition to this purpose, Harry also had the idea of training Hermione and Ron.

Harry, who had been rigorously trained by the Ancient One, knew that combat was the best way to increase strength.

A mage who has experienced battle is vastly different in combat power compared to a mage who has never stepped onto the battlefield.

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Hermione and Ron were surprised to find that during the run, strands of electricity, like nimble silver snakes, spread from Harry's palm, instantly enveloping the three of them.

In the blink of an eye, the electricity enveloped their entire bodies, with faint "buzzing" sounds constantly ringing in their ears, followed by a slight tingling sensation, as if countless tiny needles were gently pricking their skin.

But then, a magical change occurred. They clearly felt a heat flow surge through their bodies, and their limbs were injected with endless power, every muscle filled with tension.

Their running pace became exceptionally light, with a gust of wind accompanying each step and landing, and their speed suddenly increased by more than 30%!

Hermione asked in surprise, "Harry, what is this magic?"

Harry's lips curled up slightly, and he said with some pride, "A new spell I invented—Electric Current Enhancement, a magical technique that temporarily strengthens the body by stimulating nerves and muscles with electric current."