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

Because of the unique nature of Dementors, even Dumbledore could not completely eradicate them; only ancient magic and Harry's magic could completely destroy them.

If Harry isn't here, these Dementors can't harm Hermione, and of course Hermione can't destroy them either; she can only drive them away.

But if Harry were here, that would never happen.

Harry remained impassive, his fingers twitching slightly, and a silvery glow, unique to ancient magic, merged into Hermione's Call to Arms.

The Dementors who were trying to escape suddenly froze, then let out a silent, piercing scream, and their bodies quickly turned to ashes and disappeared in the wind.

Upon discovering this, Hermione was taken aback but quickly realized what had happened.

She ran to Harry, took his hand, and asked, "Harry, you were the one who helped me defeat the Dementors, right?"

Harry shook his head and affectionately stroked Hermione's head: "No, it was the effect of your spell just now."

Hermione rolled her eyes at Harry: "I don't believe it. How could I possibly have such strength?"

Harry smiled but did not answer.

At this moment, after the two finished their conversation, Dali cautiously walked over and asked:

"What was that, Harry? It was terrifying."

Harry explained, "Dementors are very dangerous magical creatures. Try to stay indoors as much as possible these days, unless absolutely necessary. There are quite a few of them out there."

Dali nodded thoughtfully.

………………

After returning home, Harry and Hermione went back to their castle.

But they had only been at the castle for a short time when a letter suddenly flew in from outside.

This is a letter of fury, and a shrill female voice comes from inside the envelope:

“Dear Miss Hermione, the Ministry of Magic has learned that you used the Patronus Charm in front of a Muggle at 6:23 p.m. tonight, an act that blatantly violates the Act on Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards.”

Therefore, you will be expelled from Hogwarts. Best wishes—Mafalco Hopkirk.

Upon hearing this news, Hermione's fingers clenched tightly at the hem of her robe, her knuckles turning white as if they were about to dig into the fabric.

The howling letter's shrill cry still lingered in her ears; her pupils suddenly contracted, and her cheeks turned a pale, paper-like color.

She was frozen in place by the words "dismissed," her heart filled with fear and panic.

"No...it's impossible." She subconsciously took a half step back, bumping into the bookshelf behind her. Several heavy magic books crashed down, but she didn't even notice.

Her right hand was pressed tightly against her chest, her heart pounding as if it would burst through her ribs, and the warm afterglow of her kiss with Harry vanished instantly.

She loved Hogwarts, loved the magic school, and if she could, she would like to graduate from Hogwarts with Harry and then live together until they grow old.

All expectations could be shattered by that screaming letter.

If she is indeed expelled from Hogwarts, then she will no longer be able to spend the next few years with Harry.

Even during her absence, Harry could very well be snatched away by that wicked woman, Fleur.

The thought of that terrifying future filled Hermione with even more panic, and her entire body was covered in cold sweat.

Harry hugged Hermione tightly, pulling her close and pressing her against his shoulder. He wiped Hermione's sweaty forehead with his sleeve, his voice muffled and seemingly coming from his chest:

"Don't listen to them. I'm here, I'll take care of everything for you."

Even Harry didn't expect the Ministry of Magic to take it so seriously, indiscriminately labeling Hermione as having cast magic without authorization.

Since the Ministry of Magic is unjust, don't blame it for being unjust.

For the sake of stability in the wizarding world, he had originally planned to quietly change the class structure of the wizarding world over two or three years, but now it seems unnecessary, and the Ministry of Magic is not worthy of doing so!
This time, he's going to give the Ministry of Magic a big surprise.

After comforting Hermione, Harry immediately contacted Dumbledore and all the wizards who supported him and Dumbledore, preparing to force the Ministry of Magic to hold a hearing.

The ostensible purpose of this hearing was to clear Hermione's name, but the deeper purpose was a confrontation between the reformists and the consolidators.

A cold glint flashed in Harry's eyes; Fudge had gone too far.

A few days later, Harry and Hermione Apparated and arrived at the front of a dormitory building at night.

This is number 12 Grimmauld Place. It looks exactly like any other ordinary building, but Hermione knew that since Harry had brought her here, there must be something different about it.

This was Hermione's first time here, and she asked with some confusion:
"Harry, where is this? Why are we here?"

Harry replied, "This is the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, a secret society founded by Dumbledore and others. We need to stay here for a day before heading to the Ministry of Magic for your hearing tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, Harry fired a shot.

Suddenly, a brand new house gradually squeezed out between the houses between No. 11 and No. 13.

Harry pulled a bewildered Hermione through a dilapidated doorway.

Behind the door was a dark room, and the stairs were even colder, like a haunted house. However, as you went up, the surrounding light became brighter and brighter.

Finally, Harry and his companion arrived at a spacious but cluttered living room, where quite a few people were already standing.

Upon seeing Harry and Hermione arrive, Mrs. Weasley stepped out from the crowd first and hugged Hermione tightly:
"Don't worry, the child will be fine. Harry and Dumbledore will handle everything."

Hermes said gratefully, "Thank you for your comfort, Mrs. Weasley. I'm feeling much better now."

Mrs. Weasley was there, and Ron was naturally there too. Ron walked over to the two of them, looked at Hermione with some concern, and then asked Harry:

"Harry, are you sure you can handle this?"

Harry sighed, patting his brother on the shoulder.
"Ron, we've known each other for so many years, surely you understand my power?"

Afterwards, Hermione was taken back to a guest room to rest, while Harry returned to the living room to talk with the members of the Order of the Phoenix.

The Order of the Phoenix has many great figures in the wizarding world, such as Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, Severus Snape... and of course, the new generation of Harry.

The main topic of the conversation was the specific plans for tomorrow, with Harry and Dumbledore making the final decision.

Upon hearing the final plan, Professor McGonagall expressed some concern:

"Harry, are you sure this plan will work? If it fails, the entire wizarding world will be thrown into complete chaos without Voldemort even having to lift a finger."

Harry patted his chest: "Don't worry, Professor McGonagall, we'll win."

The next morning arrived quickly, and the members of the Order of the Phoenix went to the Ministry of Magic early in the morning to attend Hermione's hearing. (End of Chapter)