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

Seeing a boy her age touching her knee, Hermione blushed slightly, but she quickly put her shyness behind her.

She clung to the boy her age, constantly asking curious questions beside him:

"What was that spell just now, a healing spell?

But it seems like releasing a healing spell doesn't have a golden magic circle. What was that golden magic circle just now?

Oh right, I'm so rude, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Hermione Granger, what's your name?"

Listening to the chattering sounds coming from her ear, Harry didn't feel annoyed. The lively Hermione reminded him of Gwen.

This little witch beside him was somewhat similar to Gwen, both being studious and intelligent.

Harry didn't mind answering Hermione's questions, but the answers needed to be slightly modified.

He couldn't reveal the information of Kamar-Taj, at least not for the time being.

He thought for a moment, giving the answer he had prepared:

"I'm Harry Potter. That was a healing spell, but not a healing spell in the traditional sense.

During the summer vacation, I read 'Forgotten Ancient Magic and Spells' and learned that some ancient magic requires magic circles to release the magic.

I slightly modified the healing spell, adding a magic circle to it, which will enhance its power."

"Oh my gosh, you haven't even started school yet, and you can already modify spells, that's incredible!

Wait… hold on! What did you say your name was, Harry Potter! The savior recorded in 'Modern Magical History'? Waaah…"

Harry immediately covered Hermione's mouth, reminding her:

"Shhh… keep it down, I don't want others to find out my identity, otherwise I'll be surrounded and gawked at like an animal. We might even be late by then!"

Hermione nodded quickly like a chick, and Harry let go of her hand.

Harry made Hermione's luggage float in the air, and the two walked into the carriage together, successfully finding an empty compartment near the seat and placing the luggage on the overhead rack.

Arriving at the compartment, there was no one around, but Miss Hermione still whispered:

"So you're Harry Potter, no wonder you can modify the healing spell.

I heard you have a lightning scar on your head, can I see it?"

Harry satisfied Miss Otter's curiosity, lifting his bangs to reveal a faint lightning scar.

The lightning scar used to be dark black, as if struck by lightning, extremely conspicuous.

But the Ancient One once told him that she had eliminated the remnant soul hidden in the scar, so his current scar is flesh-colored and no longer conspicuous.

At first, Harry didn't know what that remnant soul was, but now he guessed it should be related to the Dark Lord!

After satisfying her curiosity, Hermione still wanted to ask questions, such as whether Harry really saw the Dark Lord that day.

However, she knew from 'Modern Magical History' that Harry's parents died on that day, so Hermione didn't ask, she didn't want Harry to recall the situation of that day.

At this moment, the safe sliding door opened, and a tall, thin, red-haired little wizard with a long nose walked in. He pointed to the seat in front of Harry and the other, asking:

"Is anyone sitting here? Everywhere else is full."

Hermione shook her head, and the little wizard sat by the window. He seemed to be not good at talking. As soon as he sat down, he looked out the window, looking like he had social anxiety.

Suddenly, the little wizard noticed something from the reflective glass and turned to point at Harry's forehead:

"Oh, Merlin's beard, what is that? A lightning scar?

Could it be that you are the legendary Harry Potter!"

This little wizard had good eyesight, even though the color of the scar was very light, he could still see it.

Harry was a little helpless. The identity of the savior might be an honor to others, but to him, it was just a burden.

The Ancient One never needed honor bestowed by others, the Ancient One was honor itself.

Harry said: "Yes, I am Harry Potter, it's nice to meet you."

"Hello Harry, I'm Ron." Ron was obviously not as sensible as Hermione. He asked without hesitation:

"Was the lightning scar on your head done by the Dark Lord?"

"Yes, but I can't remember it clearly."

"Don't you remember anything?"

"Um… I remember some green light, a spell called 'Avada Kedavra', sad parents and a stunned Voldemort, is that enough?"

"Oh dear, I'm sorry, I… I didn't mean to."

Ron quickly realized what he had just done. His face was flushed, and he looked ashamed, turning his head to look out of the compartment, not daring to look Harry in the eye.

It seemed that Ron didn't ask out of malice, unlike that blond little wizard.

Harry forgave his rudeness.

As the future Sorcerer Supreme, Harry was very strong. Not only was he not afraid of past memories, but he was also constantly using magic to trace back to that night.

He was trying to get more information from the depths of his memory and find Voldemort as soon as possible to kill him.

He had already gained something now, that spell called 'Avada Kedavra' was one of them.

But he knew that his spell was different from the original Killing Curse. He didn't know at first that the effect of the Killing Curse was to kill the soul, so he created the spell himself based on the green magic trajectory of the Killing Curse.

The current 'Avada Kedavra' is more like a Disintegration Spell than a Killing Curse.

It is more terrifying than the Killing Curse, able to instantly disintegrate the soul and body!

If hit by the Disintegration Spell, except for existences like dimensional demons that are immortal and indestructible, even the gods of Asgard would be killed.

Speaking of dimensional demons, Harry was a little worried again. He didn't find any information about dimensional demons in wizarding books, at most finding suspected existences.

Thinking of this, Harry asked Ron:

"Ron, is your whole family wizards?"

"Oh, yes, I think so…"

"Then have you ever heard of dimensional demons?"

"Dimensional demons?"

Ron's little face wrinkled together, and after a moment he shook his head: "What are dimensional demons, I haven't heard of them, what does it mean?"

Harry explained: "A high-dimensional being capable of controlling an entire dimension. They can easily destroy worlds, and most of them are full of malice towards humans, and can also develop followers, borrow…"

Harry paused, he didn't say that dimensional demons could borrow magic power.

After all, lending magic power to other wizards was also part of his plan later.

"That's terrible, luckily there are no real dimensional demons."

Ron patted his chest:

"But I've heard of creatures similar to dimensional demons, that is the legendary Death, but He is not as powerful as dimensional demons, and even collecting souls requires deception."

Harry knew what Ron was talking about. Death was one of his main concerns. He was the thing in this world most like a dimensional demon.

The legend of Death and the Deathly Hallows is known to everyone in the wizarding world. Most people think it's fake, but Harry concluded from some clues that Death really exists!

PS: The Legend of Death and the Deathly Hallows

Legend has it that the Peverell brothers created a bridge with magic during a trip. When they reached the center of the bridge, Death appeared.

Death thought the brothers were very smart and wanted to trick them out of their lives, so he said that he could grant each of them a wish.

The eldest was a warlike person, he wanted the most powerful wand in the world, and Death gave him the Elder Wand.

The second was an emotional person, he wanted the ability to bring the dead back to life, and Death picked up a stone from the river and gave it to him, which is the Resurrection Stone.

The third was very smart and cautious, he didn't trust Death and wanted something that would prevent him from being found by Death. Death had no choice but to give him his Invisibility Cloak.

But later, the eldest was killed because of his aggressiveness, and the Elder Wand changed hands.

The second used the Resurrection Stone to summon his beloved girl, but committed suicide in pain because he could not truly be with her, and the Resurrection Stone was discarded.

Only the third, wearing the Invisibility Cloak, lived to a very old age before taking off the Invisibility Cloak, facing death calmly, and passing the Invisibility Cloak to his descendants.