[HP] Ace Wizard

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"Very well, come in with me. By the way, just call me Sirius."

Sirius was wearing the most formal three-piece suit, a pair of black leather shoes on his feet, and a black umbrella in his hand—if he hadn’t been wearing a pair of very gentlemanly glasses instead of sunglasses, and had an extremely temperament Good, Harry promises he'll think of him as a gangster.

"Wait, Sirius, this is your house?" Harry said while struggling, but the man who didn't look very strong was very strong, and he couldn't break free from his hand at all.

"Of course not. This is where I work." Sirius straightened his suit, finally let him go, and walked into a room first.Harry followed him in too.

"You're late again, Galahad." An old man with a long white beard looked at Sirius disapprovingly, but there was not much reproach in his eyes, "This is the person you brought ?”

"Yes, my respected Merlin." Sirius actually showed a naughty smile, which made Harry rub his own eyes, thinking that he must be wrong.

"This is Lancelot...James' son." Sirius said to the old man he called Merlin, then turned to look at Harry, and entered another room.

Harry wanted to follow along, but was stopped by Merlin.

"You should come in here, kid." Merlin winked mischievously at him, and Harry smiled back - he thought the old man was funny.

Merlin went in after he entered the room.He closed the door, looking dignified in his dressy dark blue velvet robe and half-moon eyes on the bridge of his nose, but his waist-length white beard made him look like Santa Claus.

"Hello," the old man nodded to them, "I am your trainer this time, you can call me Merlin."

He said that this is a campaign training, and after this training is over, there can only be one person left, and this person who stays will inherit the title of "Lancelot"—it is the first knight.

After Merlin finished announcing the precautions, all the members began their own preparations.Next to Harry on the bed was a girl with long brown curly hair. She didn't look particularly beautiful, but she seemed to like reading books - there were some novels by her bedside.

"Hi, I'm Hermione." She greeted him, "How about you?"

"Oh... hello, Hermione," Harry scratched his hair in embarrassment, he was not very good at getting along with girls, "I'm Harry."

"Harry." "Harry."

The two boys also came over to greet them, but when Harry saw each other, his face immediately became grim.

Because one of them was Draco Malfoy's good friend, Theodore Nott.

"It turned out to be you, Potter." His tone was full of sarcasm, "What's the matter, you got in? Is it because of a sugar daddy?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Nott." Hermione interrupted, frowning. "Harry is just like us."

"Same? No, no, baby, he's different from us." Another boy, Blaise Zabini, came over and put his arm on Nott's shoulder, "If you don't believe me...Bo Tell our Miss Granger, where did you go? Hogwarts? Durmstrang? Cambridge Oxford?"

Harry said nothing.He is not a graduate of any of the schools here.

"Harry Potter?" Another girl, Pansy Parkinson raised her eyebrows, "Granger, I didn't expect you to like such a soft boy."

"You'll know you made a mistake, miss." Harry didn't get angry, but just replied to Pansy.

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Chapter 3

Harry Potter never thought that one day he would be able to enter such a magical place, and sit in such a tall place to eat, rest and attend classes with students who graduated from very good schools. To him, it all looked like a dream.

According to their usual conversations, he learned a lot of things. For example, other than him, this group of people all graduated from the top universities in the world, and a considerable number of people even claimed to be from royal nobles or wizard families passed down from generation to generation. Among them, there is only him, no background, no education, just an ordinary person-or worse, he thinks he is a punk.

Although he always felt that he seemed out of place with them, the girl named Hermione who seemed very beautiful to him kept encouraging him, and they even became very good friends-he felt that if he hadn't fallen in love That girl is simply impossible.

But when they become friends, they are also rejected by others.

Although Hermione had a good relationship with him, others were full of malice towards her.Except for the big guy who is always silent—Krum, who graduated from Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Scandinavia, the boys who graduated from Hogwarts, including Pansy? Parkinson, both treated the two of them very badly.At first, Harry would feel like punching someone for their cheap sarcasm and vicious jeers, but then he calmed down.It is useless to fight against such people, what is useful is to crush them in constant training.

After training for the day, everyone collapsed on the bed exhausted, and everyone was too tired to move, including Harry.Hermione was asleep in the bed next to him with a book in her hand, while Nott was already drooling in the bed on Harry's other side.Harry kicked Nott's bed, kicking his dropped quilt back onto his bed, then gently picked up the book Hermione was holding, closed it at the head of the bed, and pulled it out for her. Good quilt.

Looking at Hermione's sleeping face, Harry thought of Ron's little sister Ginny inappropriately.This pretty little girl was always attached to him, she always thought of Harry as her seventh brother, and she was always persistent in getting Harry to live in their house and tell her bedtime stories - The Weasleys The princess's bedtime story is told by her six older brothers in turn.

It's nothing, Harry told himself secretly, it would be nice to have another sister who graduated from a prestigious Ivy League university, wouldn't it?

Hermione was fast asleep, and so was Harry.He put his wand under the pillow and lay on his back, staring blankly at the ceiling.

He felt that what he had experienced during this time was simply incredible.When he was thrown into the police station, he thought he was going to stay there for the rest of his life, but he didn't expect to come out because of that very inexplicable phone call, and meet such a person.

To be honest, the appearance of Sirius Black reminded him of Cinderella's fairy godmother—that sudden appearance, like falling from the sky, changed his situation and transformed him from a punk into a future agent— —Yes, he believed that he could do it, because in his opinion, the only one who could rival him in this group of guys was probably Hermione... No, maybe that Krum could do it too? ...It seems that he wants to chase Hermione, he must watch her carefully to prevent her from being abducted...

If only Sirius Black was really his godfather... Harry thought dazedly, before falling asleep without knowing it.

In his sleep, Harry dreamed that he had changed back to his childhood appearance, with a beautiful and gentle mother, a sunny and handsome father, and Sirius, who was his godfather, by his side.There was also a cat in the house who was terrified by the puppy toy that Sirius was holding and jumped on his chest, he was giggling and the adults were looking at them...

He seemed to really feel something pressing against his chest, and Harry guessed it was the cat.He tried to push the cat away, but it was useless, because it still grabbed his hand, as if something was binding him...

This is not right!It was impossible for the cat to grab his hand, let alone it was so slippery... Harry opened his eyes suddenly, and he looked at himself in astonishment, which was already entangled in vines.

Harry touched the glasses and put them on with his only remaining movable left hand, and grabbed his father's wand with his right hand. As a result, he happened to see a layer of water gradually rising from the ground, and the water level rose at a speed visible to the naked eye. This room is about to be flooded.

He quickly shook his right wrist, and a flame burst out from the wand, and he used the fire to push back the devil's net before the water level rose to the vines of the devil's net, but then faced another problem—the water level rose very fast, already Drowning him, he couldn't breathe.

Hermione next to him was awakened by him as early as when he started to act, and she had already used fire to push back the devil's net on her body, and transformed her body into a mermaid form - in that state, A person can breathe without hindrance.

Hermione turned into a mermaid, and she spit out a string of bubbles when she opened her mouth. Harry couldn't understand what she was trying to say, and he couldn't hear Hermione telling him how to make himself like this.Harry waved her gratefully.