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

The moment I stepped into the Room of Requirement, a surge of immense magical power rushed over me, like a boundless ocean, instantly engulfing Harry.

This magical power was so pure it was almost absolute. Compared to the mixed and impure magic within other wizards, it was worlds apart, and strikingly similar to the unique magic within Harry.

Without a doubt, this was Chaos Magic, and the amount of magic here was massive, far exceeding the amount of magic Harry could control!

After probing, Harry discovered that the Room of Requirement had solidified many powerful ancient spells. Like the Marauder's Map, they were also connected to Hogwarts and could use Hogwarts' magic.

However, the Room of Requirement and the Marauder's Map were fundamentally different.

The Marauder's Map only used Hogwarts' ancient magic to perform its detection function, while the Room of Requirement could store and absorb magic.

From the very beginning, the Room of Requirement had continuously absorbed Chaos Magic from the outside world and purified it.

Millennia of accumulation had made the originally turbid Chaos Magic even purer. With its massive quantity, it finally underwent a qualitative change, capable of creating objects permanently like Harry!

This was the basic operating logic of the Room of Requirement!

Fred, who was beside him, noticed that Harry was stunned and couldn't help but ask, "Harry, what do you think of the conditions here? Can it meet your needs?"

Harry snapped back to reality, his smile becoming even brighter, and said with some excitement, "Of course, it's definitely enough. I'll be able to give you the results soon!"

Relying on the Room of Requirement, both the research of potions and magic were advancing at an astonishing rate.

In just two weeks, Harry had made significant breakthroughs.

He researched the complete formulas for the Assassin Potion and the Transfiguration Potion, and at the same time, gave the Transfiguration Potion formula to the twins.

The twins were very happy and promised not to give the formula to anyone else, and pledged that when they made money with the Transfiguration Potion formula in the future, they would give most of the profits to Harry.

After all, they didn't want to make money by opening a store, but to bring more happiness to everyone.

In addition to potions, because Harry had devoted all his energy to the Assassin Potion during this time, the research on magic had stagnated. He decided to research magic later.

This day, Harry took out the prepared Assassin Potion, and after confirming it was correct, drank it in one gulp.

The taste of blood and the astringent taste of herbs bloomed in his mouth at the same time, making it unbearable for a while.

However, after the initial pain ended, there was a wonderful feeling of pleasure. His body transformed rapidly under the potion. Harry felt that his already remarkable strength was elevated again, and his control over his body was greatly improved, able to instantly unleash all his strength in one strike.

In addition, he also felt that his perception of shadows had greatly improved. At this moment, he could more easily master shadow magic.

"Well, not bad. An ordinary person who drinks the Assassin Potion will have the strength of Captain America, right? Moreover, this is only the first bottle of potion. In the future, there will be a second and a third bottle of potion. I wonder what level this series of potions can reach in the end?"

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The bell rang for the end of Herbology class, and students poured out of the classroom like a tide. Harry, Hermione, and Ron mingled in the crowd, discussing the planting techniques of Mandrakes as they slowly walked out.

Suddenly, Harry seemed to be gently tugged by an invisible thread, and his footsteps suddenly stopped. However, after only a second, he quickly returned to normal and continued forward as if nothing had happened.

The familiar soul throbbing, once again, without warning, exploded in his mind. After a period of time, he was going to transmigrate again!

In the early morning, the warm sunshine gently sprinkled down, giving the earth a layer of shining golden gauze.

The sky was clear and bright, as blue as the color of forget-me-not flowers. A gentle breeze blew, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance of grass and trees, mixed with a hint of the unique warmth of summer.

Suddenly, Ron stopped abruptly, pointed forward, and said in astonishment, "Look, is that... is that Hagrid? He actually came out of the library!"

Hagrid really didn't seem like a wizard who liked to study. Just thinking about Hagrid sitting quietly in the library reading a book made them feel incredibly awkward, and they couldn't piece together such a scene in their minds no matter what.

The three quickly stepped forward and stopped Hagrid. Hermione asked curiously, "Hagrid, what were you doing in the library just now?"

At the first sight of the trio, Hagrid hid something behind him. He was wearing a moleskin coat, which seemed very out of season.

"Just looking around." Hagrid's eyes darted back and forth. Harry was certain at a glance that Hagrid was lying.

After Hagrid left in a hurry, Ron was very curious about it and insisted on tugging Harry's arm, clamoring, "No, I really want to know what kind of book Hagrid was reading. We have to go to the library and take a look!"

The three rushed to the library, and soon, in a corner, they found a pile of messy books, "Dragon Breeds of Great Britain and Ireland", "From Dragon Egg to Hell", "A Guide to Raising Dragons"...

Hermione looked puzzled and couldn't help but ask, "Are you saying Hagrid is planning to raise a dragon?"

"That's illegal!" Ron immediately reminded, "At the Wizards' Council in 1709, a law was formally passed prohibiting the keeping of dragons. Everyone knows that."

"Then what exactly does Hagrid want to do?" Hermione tilted her head slightly, a strand of hair falling beside her cheek.

An hour later, the three arrived at the hut of the gamekeeper. They were shocked to find that all the curtains of the hut were drawn tightly, airtight, as if deliberately concealing something.

They exchanged a puzzled look, and then Hermione stepped forward to knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Hagrid's familiar, yet slightly wary voice came from inside.

"It's us, Hagrid! Harry, Ron, and Hermione," Harry replied.

Hearing it was them, there was a slight rustling sound inside, as if Hagrid was tidying things up in a hurry.

After a while, the door slowly opened a crack. Hagrid poked his head out, and after confirming it was them, he let them in. Then, he quickly closed the door and slid the bolt, as if afraid something might sneak in.

It was stiflingly hot inside, even hotter than summer. Although it was a warm, sunny day, a roaring fire was still blazing.

Hagrid made them tea and brought them ferret sandwiches, but they refused everything except the tea.

Ron couldn't contain himself any longer and asked impatiently, "Hagrid, why are you looking for books about dragons? You're not really planning to raise a dragon, are you?"

"Ah, well, that is…" Hagrid panicked, his eyes darting back and forth, avoiding Ron's gaze. His hands were also unconsciously rubbing together in front of him. Anyone could see he was guilty.

At this moment, Hermione raised her hand and gently fanned herself, trying to dispel the sticky heat around her. Fine beads of sweat had already appeared on her forehead, and she couldn't help but mutter, "Hagrid, can you open a window? I'm sweltering!"

This was a perfectly ordinary request, but Hagrid's reaction was unusually intense.

Hearing this, he shuddered as if he had been burned, shaking his head like a rattle drum, and said repeatedly, "No, Hermione, I'm sorry."

Harry noticed him glancing at the fireplace as he spoke, and then he turned to look at the fireplace as well.

"Hagrid, what's that?" Just then, Harry's gaze was firmly drawn to something in the very center of the fire.

He saw a huge, dark egg, pressed under a kettle, half-hidden in the leaping flames. If you didn't look closely, it would be easy to miss.

After being discovered, Hagrid pleaded with a mournful face, "That's a Norwegian Ridgeback dragon egg. I've always wanted to raise a dragon. Can you not tell the professors about this?"

"A dragon?" Harry was a little curious.

He walked to the egg and poked it with a stick. The shell was very hard, like steel. He sensed a not-weak magical power within it.

Harry's eyes flickered, a thought quickly flashing through his mind. He revealed a cunning smile and said to Hagrid:

"Of course, we can not tell the professors about this. I can also use an Undetectable Extension Charm to create a super-large space specifically for magical creatures to live in, just as magical as Newt Scamander's suitcase. But… you have to promise me something."

"Newt Scamander's suitcase? Oh, Merlin's beard, that's amazing! What do you want me to do? Just say it!"

"It's like this, I'm planning to enter the Forbidden Forest recently, to improve Hermione's combat skills. You have to let us in," Harry revealed his ultimate goal!

"What, go into the Forbidden Forest, and me too?" Hermione was a little caught off guard.

Harry comforted her, "Don't worry, I'll protect you. Only through real combat can you grow faster."

"I'll try my best!" Under Harry's comfort, Hermione immediately overcame her fear and clenched her fists to cheer herself on.

"No, I don't agree, it's too dangerous!" At this moment, Hagrid came back to his senses from his joy. He quickly shook his head and refused.

Harry had already guessed his reaction and said with a wicked smile, "Hagrid, you certainly don't want the professors to find out about you raising a dragon, do you?"

Hearing this, Hagrid seemed to have had his backbone removed, and his head drooped instantly. He was silent for a moment, and finally compromised, "Alright, I can let you in. But that place is really too dangerous, it's best if I accompany you, so I can feel more at ease."

"Of course!"

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As the last ray of afterglow disappeared from the horizon, the night sky, like a huge and heavy black silk, slowly spread out from the edge of the sky, silently enveloping the entire Forbidden Forest.

Two young wizards and a young witch tiptoed to push open the door of the gamekeeper's hut and saw Hagrid, fully armed.

Tonight, led by Hagrid, an experienced guide, Harry, Hermione, and Ron were about to step into that mysterious Forbidden Forest.

The main purpose of this trip to the Forbidden Forest was to train Hermione and allow her to grow up so that she could take on the responsibility of the Supreme Sorcerer of the wizarding world in the future.

The second was that Harry needed to find a unicorn and rely on studying the unicorn's innate magic to improve the Healing Charm, hoping that it could work on the human body.

As for Ron, he was just there to make up the numbers. If he hadn't been pestering Harry all the time, Harry wouldn't have brought him along.

Before setting off, Hagrid repeatedly warned, "The Forbidden Forest is very dangerous, you must not leave my sight!"

"Don't worry, Hagrid, we will definitely stay by your side!" Harry nodded and smiled.

Hagrid nodded, took the lead in opening the door and walking out, and Hermione followed closely behind.

And Harry, just as one foot stepped out of the door, in an instant, everything around him began to spin.

Taking a closer look, he suddenly came to a corner of a city, and in front of him, several large lizards were preying on passers-by!