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

Chapter 313 Aizen Sosuke

Harry's gaze infuriated the minor nobleman even more, and he said viciously:
“You lowly wanderer, what are you looking at? Only now can you stand in line with me. If it were before, you would have to kneel and bow to me as a nobleman.”

Harry discreetly sized up the nobleman before him, and just as the nobleman was about to erupt again, he smiled and said:
"Young master, are you actually a nobleman?"

"Of course, I am a nobleman residing in the Seireitei!" the noble youth said proudly, arms crossed.

"Then why are you queuing with us? Don't nobles have their own queues for testing their spiritual power?" Harry asked, somewhat confused.

"This...that..." The noble boy's momentum immediately deflated. The reason he didn't have the money to join the nobles' exclusive queue was, of course, because his family had almost completely fallen into poverty.

If he joins the noble queue, he will be ridiculed by other nobles and may even be kicked out. It would be better for him to just queue in the wandering soul queue.

Just then, Harry seemed to suddenly realize something, and said with a surprised look:

"No way, no way, your family hasn't fallen into decline, has it? Otherwise, why would you be queuing up with Liu Hun?"
"No way, no way, you're not going to be unable to stay among the nobles, are you? Otherwise, why would you be hanging out with Ryukon?"

"You!" The noble boy was furious at Harry's sarcasm and was about to retaliate.

But unknowingly, they had already reached the front of the wandering souls' ranks.

Just as he was about to make a move, the testing teacher noticed his unusual behavior and immediately glared at him fiercely.

Sensing the powerful spiritual pressure from the testing instructor, the noble youth suddenly found it hard to breathe, immediately abandoning his previous arrogant and domineering demeanor and lowering his head.

However, he was furious and vowed to teach this guy a lesson after the assessment was over.

Although he was just a nobody among the nobles, he was still a big shot to ordinary wandering souls.

Teaching a freshman who has just joined the Central Academy of Spiritual Arts a lesson is incredibly easy.

What he didn't notice was that when the test teacher released his spiritual pressure to suppress him, Harry and Hinamori Momo, who were also within the range of the spiritual pressure, remained unfazed, as if what was coming at them was just a gentle breeze, rather than spiritual pressure that could make people feel suffocated.

The testing instructor noticed this scene and his eyes lit up. To remain unfazed under his spiritual pressure, one's spiritual power level must be at least level fifteen.

These are two more promising candidates who are destined to become high-ranking officials.

Because the test teacher had discovered Chu Sentao's extraordinary abilities in advance, their attitude towards Chu Sentao improved significantly.

"Come on, Hinamori, place your hand on the spirit orb, and you'll get the result in a few seconds."

Hinamori Momo was a little nervous. She glanced back at Harry, who gave her an encouraging look. Hinamori Momo took a deep breath, gripped her sleeves, and stepped forward.

Her fingertips turned white from the force, and her palm trembled slightly as she pressed them against the spirit orb.

As soon as her palm touched the spirit orb, a pale white light emanated like mist.

At first, only a faint halo of light floated inside the sphere, but soon the entire spirit sphere suddenly began to tremble.

The spiritual pressure light suddenly expanded, like an inflated balloon, and the light on the sphere's surface shone wildly along the lines of her fingertips, weaving a glowing net on the dark testing table.

"Seventh grade!" The instructor in charge of recording suddenly looked up, his quill pen falling onto the notebook with a thud, ink spreading into a black blot in the "Potential Rating" column. "Seventh grade of Spiritual Might! This is someone who hasn't even entered school yet, and is born with a seventh-grade Spiritual Might!"

The surroundings fell into dead silence for a moment, then a gasp of cold air erupted the next second.

The freshmen standing in the front row subconsciously took a half step back, their eyes darting back and forth between the crystal ball and Hinamori Momo. Some couldn't help but gasp:
"A seventh-class student right after enrollment? Even better than that red-haired guy from before!"

"She looks so thin and small, how can her spiritual pressure be so..."

The murmurs from the back row surged like a tide. Several students who had just been gloating over their 20th-level spiritual power now had their smiles freeze, and their fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of their clothes.

The instructor in charge of the test strode to the crystal ball, his fingertips tracing the still-flowing light trails, his Adam's apple bobbing as he repeated:
"Seventh-level spiritual power, perfect control, top-tier talent in the Ghost Path... This year's freshmen actually have such talent in the Ghost Path!"

Behind Harry, the arrogant young nobleman's face turned deathly pale as he stared in disbelief at Chu Sentao's back.

He clenched his fists, muttering to himself repeatedly:
"How is this possible? How could a lowly wandering soul possess seventh-rank spiritual power? It's fake, it must be fake!"

When Hinamori Momo withdrew her hand, the aura within the spirit orb was still pulsating slowly, like a beating little heart.

When she learned her spiritual power level, she herself showed an expression of disbelief.

Although she knew her spiritual power was definitely at the first level before the test, she didn't expect it to reach single digits, making her the strongest among all the freshmen who had been tested.

Hinamori Momo naturally knew about the concept of the seventh level of spiritual power.

This means that if she undergoes systematic training, she could very well become a captain decades later.

Thinking of this, Hinamori Momo turned to look at Harry, her eyes sparkling.

She thought that her initial spiritual power couldn't possibly be this strong; it was all thanks to Harry that she was able to possess a seventh-level spiritual power.

When Harry was five years old, he developed a special breathing method that made them very resistant to hunger, saving the family a lot of money on food.

At the same time, Momo Hinamori also discovered that if they continued to use this other breathing method, their spiritual density would become even denser, which is probably the main reason why her spiritual power could reach level seven.

Although she knew that her current seventh-level spiritual power was all thanks to Harry, Hinamori Momo did not make a fuss about it.

This breathing technique looks very precious, so it must not be known to others, especially those greedy nobles.

Hinamori Momo walked towards the open space in the distance, passing by Harry and encouraging him:

"Good luck, Harry! I'll be waiting for you over there."

Because of Hinamori Momo's words, everyone else focused their attention on Harry, especially the testing teacher in front of Harry. He knew that Harry had also ignored his spiritual pressure earlier, so he was very much looking forward to Harry's test results.

"It's your turn, student," the test teacher said expectantly.

Harry stepped forward, stood in front of the Orb, and placed his palm on the cool Orb.

Like Hinamori Momo, at first only a pale white halo rippled within the spirit orb, like a thin wisp of smoke ruffled by the wind.

However, as Harry continued to input and deliberately controlled his spiritual pressure, the light of the orb became increasingly bright, until it finally resembled a sun.

The sight silenced everyone, leaving them speechless and dumbfounded.

"Sixth grade!" The instructor's voice suddenly rose again, startling the pen so much that it left a long ink mark on the record book. The light from the spirit orb seemed to burn, illuminating the entire hall.

The new students instantly erupted in chaos, and the noble boy behind Harry froze on the spot, his mouth agape.

Meanwhile, several girls holding light suits were watching from the sidelines, tugging at each other's sleeves with wide eyes.

Some people even tiptoed forward to try and get a better look at the test platform.

The teachers who had been talking quickly gathered around. One of them, a female teacher with gray hair, reached out to touch the crystal ball, but abruptly withdrew her hand as soon as her fingertips touched the light patterns.

"That's great! It really is a sixth-level spiritual power. I don't know how many years it has been since a sixth-level spiritual power has appeared."

Apart from Shiba Kaien decades ago, there has never been a freshman who possessed a sixth-level spiritual power upon entering the university.

The teacher, wearing a monocle, adjusted his lenses, his gaze sweeping over Harry. "Another genius."

The principal, standing in the shadows of the hall, slowly put down the teacup he was holding, the bottom of the cup making a soft sound as it collided with the tray.

A sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and his fingers tapped lightly on the handle of his cane, a gesture he only made when he was extremely interested in something.

The teachers around immediately noticed the principal's attention, and their initial murmurs gradually subsided into suppressed gasps of amazement.

Rangiku Matsumoto stood beside the headmaster, watching Harry's retreating figure with excitement, and said to the others beside her:

"Hahaha, look at this kid, he's actually a sixth-rank Spirit Might! He's a talent I discovered. He must join our Tenth Division after he graduates."

Beside Matsumoto Rangiku, Aizen stood in the shadows a little further away, the hem of his white haori hanging to the ground like a still cloud.

He maintained a gentle smile throughout, and even when Harry detected a sixth-level spiritual power, that smile did not waver in the slightest. Only his fingers, which were adjusting his glasses, paused almost imperceptibly, and the light reflected from the lenses just happened to obscure the fleeting inquiry in his eyes.

"A sixth-rank spiritual power is indeed rare for a newcomer," he said softly to the fifth squad member beside him. "Perhaps we can recruit him to the fifth squad."

Matsumoto Rangiku also heard Aizen's words, and she immediately pouted in dissatisfaction:
"Captain Aizen, Harry is a talent I discovered, you can't take him from me."

Aizen's smile remained gentle:
“Vice Captain Matsumoto is mistaken. Shinigami also have the right to choose which squad they want to join. If he insists on choosing the Fifth Division, then I will not stop him.”

"Hmph, he'll definitely choose the 10th Division!" Miyamoto Rangiku glanced at the white-haired man beside Aizen with a complicated expression before saying nothing more.

After Harry finished his test, there weren't many students left behind him.

However, after Harry, there was another student whose spiritual power reached level nine.

The boy was named Kira Izuru. He had golden hair of moderate length, with longer hair on the left side that fell naturally down, covering his left eye like a curtain.

After the results of the Lingwei test came to light, the class assignments also came to light immediately.

As expected, all the new students with first-class spiritual power were assigned to Class A.

At the entrance to Class A, Harry stood together talking with Kira Izuru, Hinamori Momo, Abarai Renji, and Kuchiki Rukia.

The group of people, who also possessed amazing talent, quickly became friends.

When the others learned that Harry and Hinamori Momo were childhood friends from the same place, they were quite surprised:
"My God, is your place so amazing? Two geniuses have appeared all at once."

The fact that the top two finishers in this year's competition were born in the same place will surely become a legendary tale.

Although Hinamori Momo didn't tell everyone about the breathing technique Harry had created, she still proudly said:
“Not only us, but Xiaobai also has great talent. If he enrolls in the Central Academy of Spiritual Arts, his spiritual power level will even surpass ours.”

"Who is Shiro?" Rukia Kuchiki asked curiously.

“He’s a good friend of ours. He’s currently staying with his grandmother and hasn’t enrolled in the Central Spiritual Arts Academy. However, his spiritual pressure has been suppressing the ordinary spirits around him for a long time,” Hinamori Momo said.

The others exchanged glances and asked in unison, "Where were you and Harry born? We definitely want to visit!"

"I'm also very curious, where were you two born? Could you tell me?" A gentle, refined voice rang out from the side.

The group turned around and exclaimed in surprise, "Captain Aizen!"

The newcomer had short, dark hair that was neat and tidy, giving him a clean and refined appearance.

He had a handsome and refined face with well-defined features, and a faint smile often lingered at the corners of his mouth.

This person is none other than Aizen Sousuke, the captain of the 5th Division, and also one of the two most popular captains of the Gotei 13.

At this moment, seeing that Captain Aizen was actually talking to them, the others, except for Harry, were very excited.

Hinamori Momo quickly replied, "Captain Aizen, we were born in Junrin-an, the first district of West Rukongai."

Aizen extended his slender fingers, adjusted his glasses, and used them to shield his sharp gaze.

He pondered the various pieces of information about the first district of West Rukongai and found nothing particularly special about it.

So why did three geniuses suddenly appear?
Unfortunately, the first district of West Rukongai is too close to Seireitei, making it difficult to carry out some plans. Otherwise, perhaps we could have conducted Hollowfication experiments in the first district.

After a pause, Aizen's face broke into a very approachable smile:
"Good luck with your studies, everyone. If you're interested, you can join our Fifth Division after graduation. The Fifth Division would love to welcome talented people like you."

The freshmen were thrilled that a team leader had personally come to invite them, and they nodded repeatedly.

"Captain Aizen, we'll definitely go to the Fifth Division after we graduate."

However, Hinamori Momo was in a dilemma. She had already agreed to join the 10th Division with Matsumoto Rangiku, so how could she go to another division?
However, she did not refuse, after all, he was a captain and she could not afford to offend him. She just said that she would seriously consider the Fifth Division.

Harry wore the same smile as Aizen, just as Hinamori Momo had said, that he would consider the Fifth Division later.

After Aizen left, everyone said that Captain Aizen was truly a good captain.

Harry, however, looked puzzled. In order not to disturb the world's will, he did not directly observe the timeline of the Death world.

But he keenly sensed that Captain Aizen was not as simple as he appeared.

(End of this chapter)