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

Chapter 312 Entrance Exam, Rukia and Renji

The morning dew condenses and evaporates on the grass blades, and the copper bells on the eaves sway and wear down their edges.

The sapling in front of the door has now grown tall enough to touch the windowsill on the second floor, its bark etched with countless annual rings that no one has counted.

One morning, Harry stood in front of the mirror, gazing at his reflection. The childishness of the past had faded from his face, and now he looked exactly like he did in the multiverse.

Just then, Harry suddenly heard someone calling his name outside the window. He said goodbye to his mother and walked out of the cabin.

When he came outside, a gust of wind suddenly blew in.

The wind is still the same wind, the streets are still the same streets, and the people are still the same people. But in the blink of an eye, eighteen years have passed, and Harry's soul fragment from the Grim Reaper world has grown up!
Harry took the flow of time into account during the initial design phase.

In reality, traveling through worlds is quite simple, but controlling the flow of time is very difficult.

However, the existence of the Time Stone saved Harry a lot of trouble.

This allowed him to complete the deployment of all plans in a short period of time.

Now, under the control of his time array, the flow rate of the multiverse is one percent of that of the Death God world.

Eighteen years have passed in the world of Death in the blink of an eye, but only two months have passed in the multiverse.

Now, his split soul in the world of death has also ushered in a turning point in his life.

Harry had just stepped out of his room when he didn't see the person he wanted to see. He wasn't surprised. He walked a few steps along the road and arrived at his neighbor's house.

On the steps in front of the neighboring wooden house, two figures were sitting and talking to each other.

Another layer of petals fell from Runlin'an's cherry blossom tree, drifting onto Hitsugaya Toshiro's white hair like a handful of snowflakes.

He stood at the bottom of the stone steps, looking up at Hinamori Momo sitting on the porch.

Hinamori Momo was tying a packed bundle with red rope. Inside were a few changes of clothes and a secondhand book with worn corners titled "Introduction to Basic Kido".

"Are you really going?" His voice was deeper than usual, his fingertips unconsciously picking at the edge of his wooden clogs. "The Central Academy of Spiritual Arts is in Seireitei, which is far from here."

In reality, the Seireitei was not far away, but the distance that Hitsugaya Toshiro referred to was not physical distance, but rather the vast difference in their social status.

Once Hinamori Momo joins the Central Spiritual Arts Academy, he will have to live there and won't be able to return to Rukongai for a long time.

By then, they will not be able to see each other for a long time.

When Hinamori Momo looked up, the wisps of hair at her temples were lifted by the wind, revealing her smooth forehead.

The red string in her hand was tied into a pretty bow, and her eyes sparkled like stars.
"Yes, Ms. Matsumoto said I have a talent for Kido and that I can learn it faster at the academy."

She clutched the bundle to her chest, leaned down to look at him, her skirt brushing against the moss on the steps:
"How about Xiaobai comes along too? Your talent is much greater than mine. You're a genius, just like Harry. You'll definitely graduate quickly."

"When you become high-ranking officials, you must remember to take care of me. I don't have your kind of abnormal talent."

Hitsugaya's gaze shifted to the low house not far away, where his grandmother was sitting in the doorway basking in the sun, her palm-leaf fan almost stopping in her hand.

He was silent for a moment, his Adam's apple bobbing, before he said in a low voice, "I'm not going."

"Why?" Hinamori Momo's voice faltered slightly as the red string slipped through her fingers and swayed on the bundle.

“Grandma is getting old and needs someone to stay with her.” He kicked a pebble at his feet, and it rolled to the base of the cherry blossom tree.

"You go with Harry. Harry is very talented. He already has great strength even before becoming the Grim Reaper. He can even help me control my spiritual pressure."

He'll definitely become a captain, maybe even a deputy captain or captain, and he'll definitely be able to take care of you.

Harry walked over; he had overheard their conversation on his way there.

He sat to Hinamori Momo's left without any hesitation:
"It's just going to school, why make such a big deal out of it? It's not like we're parting ways or dying."

"And it's only the lower grades who can't go out freely; the higher grades, as long as they have a valid reason, can still go out and play in Rukongai."

Hitsugaya Toshiro was still somewhat disappointed, "It'll take several years, won't it?"

These words silenced all three of them. Indeed, they would be separated for a long time.

Unlike his two friends, Harry wasn't too sad.

Although his two friends were older than him, they had less experience than him because there was so little entertainment in Rukongai.

This is why such a strong emotional reaction occurred after learning that he would be parting ways with his only friend.

Harry not only has those two friends, but he also makes time to visit Gwen and Wanda even in the multiverse.

A series of footsteps suddenly approached from afar.

A woman with long, wavy orange hair, bright blue eyes, and dressed in a Shinigami outfit slowly walked towards them.

That woman had a stunning figure; among the many women Harry had ever seen, only a few, such as Tsunade from the Naruto world, could rival her.

And she is none other than Matsumoto Rangiku, the Shinigami who discovered Harry and Hinamori Momo's Shinigami talents!
Matsumoto Rangiku stopped in front of Harry and Hinamori Momo, her face showing anticipation, and said:

"How are you two getting ready? We should head out now; it's time for the Central Academy of Spiritual Arts to start its admissions process."

Harry and Momo Hinamori nodded. "We're ready and can leave right away."

Matsumoto Rangiku smiled with satisfaction, but then she suddenly thought of something and stared at Hitsugaya Toshiro, saying:
"White-haired brat, are you really not going to join the Central Spiritual Arts Academy? You clearly have such great talent, you can't let it go to waste."

Hitsugaya Toshiro shook his head. "No, my spiritual pressure had caused too much damage to Grandma before. It wasn't until Harry told me how to control my spiritual pressure that Grandma's body gradually recovered."

Even if I wanted to join the Central Academy of Spiritual Arts, I would have to wait until my grandmother was fully recovered.

Matsumoto Rangiku shook her head and stopped trying to persuade her.

Given Harry's relationship with Hinamori Momo, if Hitsugaya Toshiro joins the Central Spiritual Arts Academy in the future, he will most likely choose to join their 10th Division after graduation.

With these elites joining, her pressure will definitely decrease significantly, and then she can finally slack off.

Thinking about the wonderful life ahead, Matsumoto Rangiku couldn't help but smile.

Before leaving, Hinamori Momo glanced at Hitsugaya Toshiro's tense profile, then suddenly jumped down from the porch and shoved a good luck charm embroidered with cherry blossoms into his hand:
"Then I'll go and learn it well and come back to teach you! And when I become a Grim Reaper, I'll come and take you and Grandma to live in Seireitei. The houses there are all made of stone, so they're not afraid of wind and rain."

Hitsugaya clutched the amulet tightly, the texture of the cloth digging into his palm. He didn't look up, only managing a soft "hmm" from his throat. Harry also came to Hitsugaya Toshiro's side and handed him a piece of paper covered in writing:

"These are the techniques I wrote down for controlling spiritual pressure. You should practice them diligently. Perhaps when you join the Central Academy of Spiritual Arts, your spiritual pressure will be able to improve even further, which will definitely surprise everyone."

Hitsugaya Toshiro gave another heavy "hmm".

Harry and Momo Hinamori had already said goodbye to their families yesterday, and to avoid the pain of parting, they did not go home to tell their families.

The two of them walked side by side with Matsumoto Rangiku, smiling as they headed toward the pristine white gates of Seireitei.

Just then, a gust of wind swept through the space between the two and Toshiro Hitsugaya, creating a silent boundary.

Hitsugaya Toshiro watched the two figures walk away with envy, clenching his fists and secretly making a decision: "In a few more years, I will also apply to the Central Academy of Spiritual Arts."

………………

Inside the spacious testing hall of the Central Spiritual Arts Academy, the hanging spirit lamps emitted a faint blue light, illuminating the ancient spiritual pressure testing platform in the center.

The testing platform was made of dark, massive stone, its surface engraved with mysterious runes. Above it floated a huge, crystal-clear sphere, within which spiritual particles swirled like a river of stars, with faint flashes of lightning.

This tool, called the Spirit Orb, can accurately test the spiritual pressure intensity of a soul, also known as spiritual power.

The spiritual power one possesses upon entering school is an important criterion for judging a new student's aptitude.

The first student walked onto the stage nervously, his hands trembling as he pressed them against the crystal ball.

In an instant, a flash of light appeared inside the crystal ball, and a soft, pale green spiritual pressure slowly shone forth.

The testing instructor glanced at the intensity of the light and wrote in the logbook, "Elementary spiritual pressure, average potential."

The student looked somewhat disappointed and silently withdrew.

One new student after another stepped forward to take the test. Most of them hovered between the beginner and advanced levels of spiritual power, which was the normal level for new students.

While spiritual pressure cannot represent a Shinigami's true strength, it can represent most of it.

The lowest level of spirit power is the standard for ordinary souls; souls of this level can survive simply by drinking water.

Spirits of the first level and above need to eat in order to have the potential to become the Grim Reaper.

The 20th level of Spiritual Might is the minimum standard for joining the Gotei 13 and becoming a Shinigami.

If someone can reach this level upon entering university, they would be considered a genius.

As for higher ranks, fourth to fifth level of spiritual power is the standard for a vice-captain, and third level and above is the standard for a captain.

Starting from the sixth level of spiritual power, the gap between different levels of spiritual power will increase several times, with each level being vastly different.

After testing dozens of people, a lithe young man strode onto the stage.

The boy had long, bright red hair and wore goggles on his forehead, giving him an air of unruliness.

He took a deep breath and pressed his palm heavily against the spirit orb, which then emitted an unprecedented light!
The test instructor stared in shock at the dazzling light emanating from the spirit orb, his expression changing drastically, and he said tremblingly:

"This...this is ninth-grade spiritual power! To possess ninth-grade spiritual power right after enrolling, this child has the potential to become a vice-captain!"

In an instant, this new student named Renji Abarai became the focus of all the teachers at the Central Spiritual Arts Academy.

A freshman who already possesses a ninth-level spiritual power upon entering the university is likely to become the future top student among this year's freshmen.

Renji Abarai was also satisfied with the test results. After the test, on his way out, Renji Abarai smiled at a short-haired girl with black hair behind him and said:
"Rukia, you're next. Don't be worse than me."

The cute girl named Rukia rolled her eyes at Renji Abarai, then stepped onto the stage and placed her hand on the spirit orb to begin the test.

The spirit orb, which had just dimmed, lit up again, and a dazzling light emerged from within it. Although it was slightly weaker than the light released by Renji Abarai during his test, it was only slightly weaker.

The test teacher stared in disbelief at the scene before him, speechless:
"A tenth-level spiritual power! What's going on today? We just had a ninth-level spiritual power appear, and now a tenth-level spiritual power has appeared. This is a talent that could potentially make someone a vice-captain."

After the test results surfaced, Rukia raised her head. She glanced sideways at Renji Abarai standing to the side.
"How is it, Renji?"

"Wow, Rukia!" Renji Abarai was genuinely happy for his friend.

All the freshmen were watching the two of them. If nothing unexpected happened, their future would far surpass that of most of the people present.

With their talent, they have already made contact with the upper echelons of Soul Society.

Momo Hinamori, who was queuing among the new students, looked at the two with envy, then turned to Harry behind her and asked:
"Harry, what level of spiritual pressure can we reach? I don't ask for too much, I'll be satisfied as long as we can reach level 20."

Harry smiled mysteriously and said, "Don't worry, Peach, your talent is even greater than you think."

A freshman behind Harry overheard their conversation and scoffed at it, saying:
"Give up. Judging from your appearance, you two are just ordinary wandering spirits."

Unless one is a nobleman like myself, born with powerful spiritual might, it is almost impossible to possess a level 20 spiritual might, let alone a single-digit level like theirs.

There are only one or two truly gifted souls like theirs each year; two is already the limit.

The noble freshman stared at Harry and his companion with undisguised arrogance.

Although he was a minor nobleman, and his family had even fallen into decline, he still had to queue up to be tested for spiritual power like an ordinary soul.

Even so, he was still proud of his noble status.

He was already extremely jealous when he first saw that two lowly wandering souls possessed such powerful talents.

However, because those two individuals possessed talents that allowed them to transcend social classes, he dared not express his dissatisfaction towards them.

But what are these two lowly wandering spirits in front of me?

Something that is nothing actually hopes to possess such a powerful talent, a talent that even a nobleman like him wouldn't dare to dream of.

So he didn't hold back and mocked the two guys in front of him.

Presumably, after they splashed the splatter onto his aristocratic attire, they wouldn't dare say anything more.

But to his surprise, Harry turned and glanced at him, his eyes filled with undisguised mockery and contempt.

That look was very familiar to him; it was exactly the same look that high-ranking nobles gave him!
(End of this chapter)