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

Chapter 246 Do Dementors Also Feel Fear?

Harry and his two companions arrived rather late this time, and most of the compartments on the train were full. They searched for a long time before finally finding a compartment with only one person, which was just enough for the three of them.

After the three of them put their luggage away, Ron pointed to the stranger beside him and asked curiously:
"Who is he?"

Hermione looked at him for a moment and replied:

"Professor Lu Ping."

"How do you know everything?" Ron asked curiously.

Hermione rolled her eyes and pointed to the suitcase next to the stranger, saying:

“Are you an idiot? It says on his box, Remus Lupin.”

“Okay.” Ron fell silent, feeling that he had indeed been stupid.

The three chatted in the box, and Harry told Hermione and Ron about Sirius's escape from prison.

Ron, his face filled with terror, said fearfully:
"Sirius Black escaped from Azkaban to hunt you down?"

Hermione comforted her:
"It's alright, Harry. Everyone's looking for him. They'll catch him soon."

"And you're very strong, so you're not afraid of that Sirius Black!"

Ron was still somewhat worried. "But no one has ever been able to escape from Azkaban before, let alone a madman addicted to killing."

“It’s alright, I can handle it.” Harry didn’t think Sirius could hurt him.

Moreover, he sensed something was amiss in this matter, and even when he reviewed the previous case files on Sirius's conviction, he found many loopholes.

Therefore, Harry suspects that Sirius may have been wrongly accused!

Just as Harry, Harry, and his friends were sharing their summer vacation experiences, the train suddenly jolted violently, a screeching sound of metal scraping rang out from the outside, and then the Hogwarts Express came to a complete stop halfway through the journey.

Hermione looked out the window in confusion, but her view was blocked by the rainwater clinging to the windowpane, and she couldn't see anything.

She asked, somewhat puzzled:

"What's going on? Why did the train suddenly stop? We're not even at Hogwarts yet!"

Harry frowned slightly, opened the carriage door and looked down the corridor. The young wizards in the other compartments also peeked out to observe the activity in the corridor.

When they spotted Harry peeking out as well, they immediately exclaimed excitedly:

"Harry Potter, so you were in this carriage. Do you know why the train stopped?"

Harry shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either:
"I don't know either. Maybe we can wait and some staff will come to solve the problem."

"Okay, then that's the only way."

Harry closed the carriage door and sat back in his seat.

Hermione was a little scared and hugged Harry's arm, asking:
"Harry, have you found anything?"

Harry shook his head. "No, don't worry, I'm here. This is the safest place!"

Hermione and Ron nodded in unison. They had complete faith in Harry; with him around, this carriage was indeed the safest place!
buzzing...

Suddenly, the lights inside the carriage started flickering, as if there was a problem with the connection.

But these magic lamps aren't powered by electricity, so how could there be a problem with the connection?
Therefore, there is only one possibility now.

A powerful magical entity is approaching, and the magic it releases is affecting the operation of the magic lamp.

Outside, a thick fog had risen up at some unknown time, making it impossible to see anything more than a few meters away.

Harry felt the temperature around him dropping rapidly, which was the main reason for the fog.

Ron pressed his hand against the window, peering curiously outside. He guessed:
"I think the train stopped because someone wanted to get on."

He had barely finished speaking when a series of crackling sounds came from the window. The rainwater clinging to the glass was visibly freezing. Startled, Ron immediately pulled his hand back and cried out:

"Oh, Merlin's beard, what is that?"

Kara!
The train suddenly jolted, and the temperature dropped sharply again. Strange rustling sounds of clothes being blown by the wind echoed in the corridor.

Hermione seemed terrified, and suddenly hugged Harry tightly, hiding in his arms. Harry comforted Hermione, saying:
"Don't be afraid, it's nothing, just a bunch of damned undead!"

Just then, the uninvited guests who had barged onto the train finally arrived in front of Harry and his companions' compartment.

It was a cloaked monster, about twelve feet tall, with a body like rotten mud soaked in water, scabbed hands, and a decaying body.

Where eyes should be, there is only a thin layer of skin covered with gray scabs, covering the empty eye sockets. There is a mouth, but it is just a large, shapeless hole used to suck in air, making the kind of gurgling sounds that only a dying person makes.

The monster's corrupted hand gently stroked the carriage door, easily opening it. Then, it carefully examined Harry and the others with its empty, festering eyes, as if searching for something.

Harry recognized the monster's true identity at first glance.

The Dementors, guards of Azkaban, have likely come to the train in search of Sirius Black, who has escaped.

They were supposed to be under the Ministry of Magic, so Harry didn't touch them and simply drove them away.

But to his surprise, this Dementor was even bolder than he had imagined.

The Dementors stared intently at Harry, trying to extract some positive emotions from him to feed themselves.

But it was astonished to find that no matter how hard it tried, it could not extract even a trace of emotion from Harry.

The soul within the child before me was like a mountain, and no matter how hard this ant tried, it could not damage it in the slightest.

So the Dementor had no choice but to change its target and set its sights on another girl.

Harry had initially shown some interest in the Dementors' abilities, but when he realized the Dementors were targeting Hermione, his expression instantly turned cold.

Then, instead of drawing his wand, he simply snapped his fingers.

The powerful chaotic magic instantly acted on the Dementor's body, directly decomposing and crushing the rotting undead until it finally turned into gray embers that fell to the ground!
Hermione breathed a sigh of relief. She had naturally figured out the Dementors' purpose. Luckily, Harry was there, or she would have been in danger!

Harry is definitely the strongest!

"How did you do that? You actually killed a Dementor?"

Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice rang out in the carriage, the owner of which seemed extremely puzzled by Harry's ability to kill the Dementors.

Harry turned his head and saw the strange man wrapped in a coat pull off his coat and stare at Harry with a look of surprise, especially at the hand that had just snapped his fingers.

He pressed further:
"My goodness, he can unleash such amazing magic without using a wand. He truly is Lily's child."

Hello, kid. My name is Remus Lupin, and I'm a friend of your parents.

Of course, I've now been invited by Dumbledore to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts, and you can call me Professor Lupin.

Parents' friends?
Harry's eyes lit up, and he said enthusiastically:
"Hello, Professor Lupin, I'm Harry."

"I am Hermione."

“I am Ron.”

"Hello, Mr. Harry, could you satisfy my curiosity? How did you manage to kill a Dementor without using a wand?" Lupin's eyes were full of curiosity. "Well..." Harry had just used chaos magic to completely obliterate the Dementor, but he couldn't tell Lupin that, because Lupin wouldn't understand.

So Harry blamed it on ancient magic:

"This is ancient magic that can cause instant death damage to a single target. Yes, it's somewhat similar to the Killing Curse, but it won't distort the user's mind."

Ancient magic can also distort the user's mind, but Harry's mind is too strong for ancient magic to affect him.

“Ancient magic?” Lupin murmured to himself, then a genuine smile spread across his face. “That’s wonderful. I never imagined that Lily and Potter’s child would be able to learn ancient magic. I’m sure they’d be very happy to know.”

“I think so, Professor Lupin. Could you tell me about my parents?”

"sure……"

……

The train stopped at Hogsmeade Station, and everyone got off.

Various noises echoed in my ears, and cold rain was still falling. The small platform was chilly, and to be honest, the environment here was really bad.

But soon, a familiar voice came:

"First-year students, this way!"

It was Hagrid, still greeting the first-year students.

After waving and saying hello to Hagrid, Harry and the others walked toward a rough, muddy path where more than a hundred carriages were waiting for them.

At this moment, Ron asked curiously:
"Why are there no horses? Is this the latest model of magic carriage?"

Hermione, however, guessed thoughtfully:
"It should be a Thestral. Only wizards who have experienced death can see this magical creature."

Harry, don't you think so?

Hermione knew that Harry had defeated Voldemort, so he should be able to see what Thestrals looked like.

Harry looked with great curiosity at the magical creatures at the head of the carriage. They were tall and wiry, with bodies like horses but thin as skeletal bones. Their black fur clung tightly to their skeletons, and every bone was clearly visible, giving them a cold and mysterious appearance.

Besides that, they even had wings, and if they weren't so thin, Harry would have thought they were dragonborn.

Harry nodded, confirming Hermione's guess:
"That's right, they are Thestrals."

The young wizards climbed into the carriage, which was then pulled by Thestrals toward two imposing steel gates.

During this process, the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly again. Hermione looked out the car window, gasped, and threw herself into Harry's arms once more.
"Harry, it's a Dementor!"

Ron was also terrified; if Hermione hadn't acted first, he might have sought refuge with his best friend as well.

At this moment, he could only cower in a corner, trembling alone.

"How terrifying! Why would Headmaster Dumbledore allow Dementors to enter Hogwarts?"

Like Hermione and Ron, after experiencing the Scourge of the Dead in the world of One Piece, Harry also disliked these evil creatures covered in the stench of decay.

He gently flicked his finger, shutting out the ominous magic from the outside world. The carriage regained its warmth, and the Dementors sensed this magic. These cold, undead creatures felt fear, quickly averting their gaze and moving away from that special compartment.

The Dementors also possess a rudimentary intelligence; they know that the wizard in the carriage is a "big shot" they cannot afford to offend.

Soon, the carriage stopped, and Harry and the others had just stepped off when they were stopped by Professor McGonagall, who had rushed over.

She led a few people to a classroom, her expression somewhat stern.

Ron was a little scared and asked:

“Professor McGonagall, I remember we did not break any school rules.”

Professor McGonagall realized she had frightened the young wizard, and her expression relaxed, but she still asked in a deep voice:
“Don’t worry, Mr. Weasley, I just have some questions for Harry.”

Professor McGonagall turned her gaze to Harry and asked first:

"Mr. Potter, I heard you killed a Dementor on the train?"

“Yes, Professor McGonagall, it wants to harm us.”

Professor McGonagall nodded, moving on to the next topic.

Clearly, that wasn't the question she really wanted to ask.

As expected, the strong and beautiful old woman hesitated for a long time, glanced at Hermione and Ron beside Harry, and after carefully considering her words, finally asked:

“I heard Albus mention what happened between you. I don’t support you, but I know the reasons why you are like this, so I don’t object.”

But I still want to ask, are you really confident? The wizarding world isn't as simple as it seems on the surface!

Harry sensed magic within him that was dozens of times stronger than before, and smiled confidently:
"Of course, I guarantee a win!"

……

On the way to the auditorium, Ron asked curiously:

"Harry, what secret were you and Professor McGonagall talking about? Why can't I understand?"

Hermione also looked at Harry with curiosity, but she was clearly more mature than Ron and did not ask any questions directly.

Harry didn't hide anything and answered half-jokingly:

"Professor Dumbledore and I are going to join forces to overthrow the entire wizarding world, starting in England, so that wizards can be integrated into Muggle society."

As expected, Ron didn't believe it and thought Harry was joking.

He pursed his lips, "If you don't want to talk about it, then you don't want to talk about it. Nobody believes your joke anyway."

Compared to Ron, Hermione seemed to be deep in thought.

……

When Harry, Dumbledore, and his friends arrived at the Great Hall, the Sorting Ceremony had already ended. The three of them quietly returned to their seats in Gryffindor. Dumbledore noticed them and nodded to them.

Then, Dumbledore spoke:

"Before the banquet, I have some important things to announce to you."

As you all probably already know, our school has recently received several Dementors who have been sent by the Ministry of Magic on official business, as they searched the Hogwarts Express.

They now stand guard at every entrance to the school, and I must make it clear that no one is allowed to leave the school without permission while they are there.

No trickery, deception, or disguise can fool a Dementor—not even the Invisibility Cloak.

Dementors are not capable of understanding explanations or pleas for mercy, so I remind everyone here not to give them a reason to harm you.

Of course, there is one exception…

When Dumbledore said those words, all the young wizards except the first-year students who were still puzzled looked at Harry.

In their hearts, Harry will always be special!
(End of this chapter)