A Certain Scientific Harry Potter

A Certain Scientific Harry Potter Author: Fengchen Sanmiao

"Introduction:

I, Harry Potter, do not want to be surnamed Potter;

I, Harry Potter, do not want to learn magic;

I, Harry Potter, do not want to join Gryffindor House;

I, Harry Potter, do not want to play Quidditch;

I, Harry Potter, do not want to fight a Boss;

And...

I, Harry Potter, do not want to be a pawn!

This book is also titled: <I, Harry Potter, Have Plenty of Things I Don't Want to Do~>. Throughout Harry's life, he has to face many things he doesn't want to do, but to him, the result of doing or not doing these things is not what truly matters.

What matters is whether he can make choices under fair and free conditions!!

On the journey of constantly fighting for this fairness and freedom, Harry gradually acquired many titles: the school bully war god of Hogwarts, the magical Animagus, the super wizard of elemental revival, the walking human trash-talker...

Hey, you know, everything you think is fantasy is actually quite scientific~

--by Harry, who no longer calls himself Harry Potter

(p.s. This book has almost nothing to do with the A Certain Magical Index series; the author is just bad at naming things, that's all~)"

Extra - The Extended Future

One: Harry Potter, a very happy childhood

Happiness... After young Harry Potter first learned the meaning of this word, he associated it with himself without hesitation.

Because he felt that there shouldn't be any other word more suitable to describe his life.

Harry had a father who was very popular in the magical world of Britain, James Potter. He was once a powerful Auror, known for escaping from the terrifying Dark Lord three times in a row.

After the arrival of peace, James was originally expected to become the head of the Auror Office, but he felt that working at the Ministry of Magic was extremely boring, so he decisively resigned to play Quidditch.

He first joined the Chudley Cannons as a Chaser and gradually turned around the team's miserable situation of being at the bottom of the league for decades with his own strength... To this day, he has become the star player of this team, and the team's name has also been changed to the Godric Lightning Team.

That's right, James bought the team and changed it to the name he liked while serving as the manager~

So he was undoubtedly a quite excellent father... If he didn't always show off his affection with his wife in front of his son, he would definitely be even more excellent in Harry's heart.

But Harry had no way to deal with this; after all, he couldn't expect a guy who had to hug, spin, and kiss his wife in every single photo to understand what the mental health of a minor single dog meant.

Similarly, Harry had a mother whose reputation in the magical world of Britain was almost perfect. She was not only powerful but also beautiful. Harry still thinks to this day that his mother is absolutely the most beautiful woman in the world.

Well, Harry is probably not the only one with this thought~

Lily Potter was also a promising Auror, but she felt that the profession of an Auror had no future, so she chose to jump ship just like her husband.

She is now a high-level healer at St. Mungo's Hospital. More than half of the new medicines in the hospital in recent years were developed by her. People say that her mastery of potions is not inferior to that of the young and genius Slytherin headmaster of Hogwarts today~

So she is also undoubtedly a very excellent mother... If she didn't also always show off her affection with her husband in front of her son.

In short, Harry, who did not have absent parents, did not lack love in his childhood life at all; it was even a bit too much to the point of being cloying.

Especially every time he saw his father's look of 'I have a wife and you don't', he couldn't help but want to run away from home.

However, this idea of his was never put into practice.

Although his unreliable godfather kept egging him on, saying that a life without running away from home is incomplete, his own home was just too comfortable, so Harry didn't want to listen to the nonsense of that bear godfather at all.

Another reason was that he was just too famous; no matter where he went, he would be recognized.

Harry Potter, the boy favored by the heavens, is how people in the magical world tell the legend.

Almost all wizards believe that he triggered some kind of miracle when he was one year old, which is why he eliminated the terrifying Dark Lord who plagued Britain. However, he does not remember what happened at that time, only vaguely feeling that someone seemed to have protected their family of three.

At that time, a green light seemed to flash before his eyes, and immediately after, Voldemort was finished off at his front door, and he had an unexplained lightning scar on his arm from then on.

He had also asked his mother, but Lily just touched the mark with emotion and said... the Dark Lord was defeated by love.

"When you truly realize this emotion and are willing to go all out for it, it can exert its true power!"

This is what his mother Lily often said, but Harry had been smooth sailing since he was a child and had never encountered a time when he needed to go all out~

In 1991, Harry Potter was eleven years old.

On the afternoon of July 31st, the Potter family was preparing for Harry's birthday party. However, Harry, the protagonist, was not at home at this time, but was playing and catching fish by the small river in the valley with a little friend who had come to congratulate him earlier.

Neville Longbottom, Harry's best friend now, and also a childhood friend who had played together since they were little, had a relationship basically similar to that between his father James and his godfather Sirius.

The other party's family background was similar to his, and his parents were also powerful Aurors who had also escaped from the Dark Lord three times. Moreover, Neville was just one day older than him, so the two families and the two children naturally became close.

The Potter family and the Longbottom family basically held birthday parties every other year, and they would definitely invite the other family's child to visit. In this way, the two children were equivalent to spending their birthdays together every year. This year, it happened to be Neville's turn to come to Godric's Hollow.

"We're going to Hogwarts soon. You'll probably be like Uncle Potter and prepare to play Quidditch, right?" Neville casually threw the net that had gained nothing to the side, his expression seeming a bit conflicted, "It's a pity, I don't seem to be very good at this."

Neville was a bit taller than Harry, but he was raised to be very gentle and polite, not as wild as Harry, who was brought up by his own father and godfather together, so he was not very good at intense sports like Quidditch.

Otherwise, Harry wouldn't be accompanying him to catch fish here, but would have jumped into the river to swim happily long ago.

In Neville's mind, he probably could only be a cheerleader for his good friend.

"Whether I play Quidditch or not is secondary, and the house team tryouts don't even start until second year. Now that I'm finally leaving home, I have to get down to real business." Harry said this while timing his move perfectly to lift the net.

However, looking at the two fish in the net that were still tangled together even after being caught, he immediately threw them back into the river with a blank expression.

I mean, what kind of world is this? Even the fish are showing off their romance in front of me.

"Real business... what exactly is that?" Neville asked, scratching his head in confusion.

"Getting! A! Girlfriend!" Harry gritted his teeth, the words practically squeezed out from his throat.

"Uh... alright then~" Bringing this up, Neville finally realized what he meant, while simultaneously feeling a second of pity for his best friend.

The Potters were famous throughout the wizarding world for their public displays of affection. Having grown up with his childhood friend, the thing Neville heard most often was Harry's passionate appeal for the care of lonely bachelors.

But... wanting to find a partner the moment he started at Hogwarts, this must be some kind of ancestral family motto for the Potters. He wondered if Harry actually had a target in mind.

"Children, the birthday party is about to start, Hagrid has already arrived, you two hurry home now~"

The call from his mother, Lily, echoed from afar, and the two little ones by the river hurriedly got up and rushed toward home.

On the way, they began to look forward to the gifts they would receive for their birthdays this year.

"I hope Hagrid gets me an owl, but whatever it is, as long as it's not one of those rock-like Rock Cakes!"

Recalling the fear of being dominated by Hagrid's 'cooking', young Harry suddenly felt his newly replaced permanent teeth aching.

In short, although there was a bit of a 'small, certain sadness' that stung, everything was wonderful, wasn't it?

(p.s. I'm posting two side-story chapters today, there's another one coming later. As for whether I'll write the main story tomorrow, I'll have to see how I feel~)

II: Harry Potter, and an Encounter with Someone

Hogwarts is a school of magic founded around 990 AD, primarily enrolling all age-appropriate young wizards from across Britain and Ireland, and is also the most prestigious of the three major schools in Europe.

In Britain, all young wizards who turn 11 are permitted to attend Hogwarts. On September 1st, they board the Hogwarts Express at Platform 9 3/4 at King's Cross Station, arriving in the Scottish Highlands where the school is located by evening.

After the train started, Harry and Neville found an empty compartment to stow their luggage, bought some snacks from the trolley witch, and began to chat idly about life after starting school.

Both families were traditional Gryffindors, and neither Harry nor Neville had ever thought about being the exception; after all, they were planning to continue being roommates after enrollment.

However, Harry didn't seem very talkative. From the moment he sat down, he kept nervously glancing at the compartment corridor, not knowing what he was so tense about.

"What are you doing?" Neville asked curiously upon seeing this.

"Waiting for someone," Harry replied as if it were obvious. "Preferably a witch... my dad told me before that the first witch he met on the train was my mom. That's what they call... destiny!"

"So... why do you think this kind of thing is hereditary?" Neville sighed helplessly upon hearing this. "Listen to me, Harry... I know you might be a bit anxious right now, but what happened to Uncle Potter is extremely rare. What if the person who appears at the door next is Malfoy, instead of some... girl?!"

As he was speaking, Neville froze, because a young girl had actually appeared at the compartment door!

She had a mass of bushy, curly hair and front teeth like a beaver, and she was already wearing her Hogwarts robes.

Judging by her height, she was likely a first-year student starting this year as well.

"Hello, can I stay in the empty seat here? This carriage is completely full."

She asked the two of them, her tone polite but carrying a hint of pride.

"No problem, please." Harry leaned inward, making space for her.

"Thanks~" The girl sat next to Harry and nodded at both of them. "My name is Hermione Granger. What are your names?"

"I'm Neville Longbottom."

Neville introduced himself first, but Harry seemed a bit dazed.

"You... what did you just say your name was?" He seemed not to have heard the girl's name clearly and asked again carefully. "It's Granger, right?"

"I am Hermione Granger!" The girl clearly had a strong sense of self-respect. Feeling that Harry was perhaps looking down on her, her tone became colder and sharper than before.

"Uh... please don't misunderstand~" Harry clearly noticed her displeasure and hurriedly scratched his head to explain. "I'm just curious because, I think I've dreamed of your name before..."

As soon as these words were out, Neville, who had been curious about how his best friend would handle this 'destiny', sprayed the juice he was drinking all over the place.

Good grief, you're getting into character way too fast. Are you planning to make a move on the first person you see?

"What... on earth are you babbling about?!"

Hermione shifted to the side, looking cramped and wary, nearly getting up to leave right then and there.

To say he had dreamed of her the moment they met—in Hermione's eyes, this person was either malicious or out of his mind.

"No... I misspoke just now! I... never mind, I'm sorry about that."

Harry was so embarrassed he didn't know where to put his hands. He tried to explain to Hermione, but he didn't know what to say.

He had accidentally spoken without thinking; in truth, he was interested in the surname 'Granger', not Hermione's first name.

Harry had always kept a secret: he frequently had the same dream since he was a child.

That dream felt like a reenactment of the event from back then, because he could always see that flash of green light, and immediately after, he would faintly hear the name 'Granger', though he didn't know who was speaking.

Because of this, when he discovered that 'Granger' was actually Hermione's surname, he was particularly surprised, to the point of being incoherent.

But now, he didn't know how to explain his slip of the tongue.

"Um... I'm Harry Potter." After struggling for a moment, Harry could only bite the bullet and introduce himself.

"You said you're Harry Potter?!" Once Harry's identity was revealed, it was the young girl's turn to be surprised. "Really? I know everything about you. I even bought several extra reference books—The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts and Important Magical Events of the Twentieth Century both mention you!"

"Then I'm truly honored~" Harry replied sullenly, clearly not interested in Hermione's topic.

Honestly, he couldn't be bothered to read even half a word of the things written in those books.

The so-called divine miracle... that factor might exist, but Harry believed his mother's words more.

The Dark Lord was defeated by love.

Harry's parents were not the type to hide things from their child; they were very open-minded and respected the sound opinions Harry put forward... and because of this, aside from the "miracle" that couldn't be explained in detail that night, Harry definitely had a considerable understanding of Voldemort.

Harry—or to be precise, Harry and Neville—were both entangled with Voldemort because of some prophecy, and that guy would inevitably make a comeback in the future!

Therefore, obsessing over the "miracle" of that night was completely meaningless, because his parents had already explicitly stated that such luck could not descend again!

And unless he hid behind his parents and others like a coward... otherwise, if he wanted to contribute his strength to defeating Voldemort, he could only rely on his own efforts and what he had firmly believed in for so many years... his mother's teachings!

The train sped toward the Scottish Highlands, and the three people in the compartment gradually became familiar with each other after the initial awkwardness.

They got off the train together, crossed the Black Lake in front of the school by boat together, and were subsequently sorted into Gryffindor during the Sorting Ceremony.

Hermione Granger... at this moment, Harry did not know what kind of story this little witch, whose surname he was currently just curious about, would have with him in the future.

On his first day at Hogwarts, Harry met many new friends, mostly at the long table after the sorting, as everyone was very interested in him, the celebrity.

He also got his wish and was assigned to the same dormitory as Neville, with his other roommates being Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnigan, and...