A Certain Scientific Harry Potter

The messenger described these qualifications in such grim terms that if Hermione refused to attend Hogwarts and receive proper guidance, it would likely lead to some rather serious consequences!

If one also considered their daughter's wishes...

"Alright, my dear Hermione, Mom and I can agree to let you attend Hogwarts."

The Grangers were, after all, open-minded parents. Although they were indeed worried about their daughter's safety, they ultimately chose to respect Hermione's decision.

"However, you must go and apologize to Harry right now!"

Of course, agreement was one thing, but they also had to mediate the dispute between the two children.

"I know that, Dad!" After rolling her eyes at her father in dissatisfaction, Hermione subconsciously looked toward Harry, her expression inevitably becoming a bit apprehensive.

"Hey... Harry, I was wrong before. Can you forgive me, please?"

"..." However, Harry did not respond to Hermione's apology; he simply stood there with a blank expression.

"You... could you please not be like this!" Hermione looked at Harry pitifully. "Just now, I thought you were looking down on me, that's why I..."

"I have never looked down on you!" Harry looked into Hermione's eyes with a serious expression. "What those wizards call 'Muggle-born' is, in my view, nothing more than the result of narrow-minded superiority! And the Hermione Jean Granger in my eyes is far more noble than any of them! Because... you are my important family!!"

"Harry... you?!"

Hermione was stunned. Only then did she truly understand that Harry wasn't angry about their argument, but rather that she would belittle her own identity out of inferiority!

What he truly hated was the wizards' attitude of thinking they were superior, as well as that unpleasant word, 'Muggle'!

"Okay, okay, my dear good Harry, good little brother, I really know I was wrong. I won't say that word ever again, okay?"

Hermione shook Harry's arm as if acting spoiled, pleading incessantly: "After this, I can wash your clothes, make breakfast, and do those troublesome assignments that the teachers threaten to expel us for if we don't turn them in, so please don't be angry anymore~"

"Wait a minute, what did you just say?" Harry, who was enduring Hermione's pleading offensive, seemed to have suddenly thought of something.

"I said don't be angry anymore..."

"No, the sentence before that."

"I can help you do those assignments that they threaten to expel us for if we don't turn them in..."

"That's it, exactly that!" Harry suddenly became spirited. "I've decided, I'm going to Hogwarts too!!"

Expulsion... How had he not thought of that just now? There was still this trick!

As a person who had transmigrated with a soul from the Celestial Empire, Harry was somewhat chauvinistic. Therefore, even though the Grangers had already agreed to Hermione's decision, he still wouldn't accept it just like that!

In his view, Hermione was simply a little brat looking for novelty, unaware of how high the sky was or how dangerous Voldemort really was!

So, since he couldn't stop her, he might as well go to school with her and then find a way to drag her into getting expelled together!

Thinking of this, Harry felt his thoughts become completely clear, just as Scamander had once said~

Moreover, he no longer needed to struggle with another matter.

"I've decided, I will also go to Hogwarts. That way, Hermione and I can look out for each other." Harry looked at the Grangers sincerely, shouting with a slightly trembling voice, "Dad, Mom..."

"Ch... child? What did you call us?!" Hearing Harry's words, Mr. Granger stood frozen on the spot.

"It's Mom! Honey, did you hear that? Harry, this child, he called me Mom! Oh... this is truly wonderful!" Mrs. Granger was already sobbing.

It had been over a year. The Grangers truly loved Harry and had always hoped he would change how he addressed them. Now, they had finally waited for this day.

And for Harry, the Granger family would henceforth be the closest family he had in this world!!

"That's so nice, you've changed how you address them~" Hermione was a bit moved, but at the same time, a little envious. "Then what about me? Do you want to call me 'big sister' too?"

"That, and only that, is absolutely impossible!"

"You wretch! Harry, you stinky little brother!!" The little lion was angered by the remark and puffed up again, pouncing on Harry with claws bared.

The living room, which had been tense just moments ago, was now filled once again with the laughter of a family.

The matter of Harry and Hermione both going to school was thus settled. Afterward, they both sent their letters of acceptance to Hogwarts.

And in Harry's reply, his signature was clearly—Harry Evans P. Granger!

Yes, Harry had asked the Grangers to change his name, abandoning Harry James Potter, the name he had used for eleven years.

As a person from the Celestial Empire in his past life, Harry was not used to using the same name as his parents, so he chose his biological parents' surname as his middle name.

And because the surname Potter was far too famous, he simplified his original father's surname into a single letter, P.

In this way, Granger became the true and only surname Harry had after this rebirth!!

(p.s. I'll add a note regarding the protagonist's 'go to school first, then get expelled' plan, just so friends don't keep dwelling on it.

Please pay attention to several important conditions:

1. Although the protagonist is mentally mature, he is only 11 years old. He has only been with the Granger family for a year, so he cannot do anything too extreme right now, such as inciting emigration;

2. Although the Grangers are good people, Harry is an adopted son, and they prioritize Hermione's thoughts;

3. Please consider the timing of the messenger's delivery, and then imagine what the messenger might have been whispering;

4. Hermione is set on going to school and strongly identifies with Dumbledore; her will will not change for a long time;

5. Dumbledore sent the messenger to 'kidnap' Hermione's thoughts; will there be other follow-up moves?

6. If Harry forcefully brings up his connections, will his relationship with Scamander be exposed prematurely?)

Harry had long known that the royal family was using him, so he questioned whether seeking help from the Crown Prince would truly be effective.

Harry did not know his true connection to Voldemort, and therefore did not realize that Dumbledore would certainly never let him drop out of school. Following standard logical reasoning, one must ask: what headmaster would tolerate a student who repeatedly violates school rules?

Assuming he tried to stall for time, another scene would inevitably erupt when Hagrid arrived, and the situation would be even worse by then.

In summary, given the current circumstances, is there a better way to ensure Hermione immediately changes her mind, Dumbledore abandons his schemes, and Scamander remains unexposed?

If there is, you are welcome to imagine it; if, like Sanmiao, you cannot think of any other way, then please stay calm and take a moment to savor the clues Sanmiao has left behind.

Chapter 20: Birthdays Have Special Visitors

For some time after this, the Granger family did not follow the instructions in the admission letter to go to the wizarding street known as Diagon Alley to purchase various magical items.

The reason was that Harry's birthday was approaching.

For this birthday, Mr. and Mrs. Granger had prepared meticulously for a long time, wanting to properly celebrate for their youngest son, Harry Granger.

And for Harry, this would also be an unforgettable birthday.

His last one—the first since his transmigration ten years ago—had indeed been spent at the Granger home, but back then, his status was more like a guest than a true member of the family.

"Happy birthday!" *3

In the cozy living room on that morning, Harry's adoptive parents and Hermione (Hermione: Protest! I am the older sister!) were happily showering Harry with colorful ribbons.

Harry, wearing a birthday hat, sat before the cake, preparing to make a wish over the 11 lit candles.

"My dear Harry, you can make your wish now," Mrs. Granger reminded him kindly.

"Okay~"

Harry obediently closed his eyes. Although as a transmigrator who believed in science, he didn't quite subscribe to the idea of wishes coming true, the hopes of his family were always beautiful.

(I hope that Hermione and I can successfully drop out of Hogwarts...)

Bang! Bang! Bang!

However, just as Harry closed his eyes to make his wish, the front door of the Granger house was pounded upon heavily.

"Who could be visiting at a time like this... I'll go check," Mr. Granger frowned in confusion and rose from the table.

The moment the door opened, Mr. Granger felt his blood run cold!

"You... you are a giant... no! You... what on earth are you? No! I mean, who the hell are you?!"

At this moment, Mr. Granger was completely incoherent.

Before his eyes stood a terrifyingly large man. He was nearly twice as tall as a normal person and wider than the doorway. His thick, messy hair hung over his shoulders, and most of his face, including his mouth and nose, was hidden by tangled whiskers, leaving only a pair of giant, bull-like eyes staring directly at him.

Mr. Granger even wondered if the giant before him would open his hidden, blood-red maw in the next second and bite his head off!

"This... ahhh! What is this?! Honey, come back here quickly, it's too dangerous there!!"

"Is this a legendary giant? It feels so magical~"

Mrs. Granger and Hermione, who had rushed over upon hearing the commotion, also saw the scene outside the door. However, unlike the terror felt by the Grangers, Hermione only felt wonder.

A child's thoughts are always simple. Since she already knew of the existence of the magical world, she subconsciously linked everything strange to it, and the giant before her was no exception.

"Er, I think I might have scared Harry's Muggle adoptive parents..." the giant scratched his head awkwardly. "This is a bit tricky. I was going to say I came to celebrate Harry's eleventh birthday."

"Dad, Mom, don't worry, he's not a bad person," Harry stepped forward to comfort the Grangers. Even as he said this, he subconsciously blocked Hermione behind him.

"Haha, it's Harry! That's great, I finally see you again! Really, the last time I saw you, you were just a tiny baby!" Upon seeing Harry, the giant burst into hearty laughter, the sound of which made the Grangers' ears ring.

"Alright, I know you're happy to see me, but you really did scare my parents," Harry reminded the giant sternly. "Also, please don't use the word 'Muggle' in our house!"

"Alright, but aren't they... oh, I see, I won't say it."

It was clear that the giant's attitude was truly friendly and that he seemed to listen to Harry, forcing himself to swallow the word 'Muggle' that had already reached his lips.

"It's just... Harry, how do you know who I am?" the giant asked, scratching his head in confusion.

The last time he saw Harry, the boy was just a newborn; there was no reason for him to have any memory of him.

"I don't know you, but you feel very familiar," a hint of reminiscence appeared on Harry's face. "When I was little, I often had a dream where I was being carried on a motorcycle, flying through the air. I was asleep at the time, but I could feel that I was being held... and that beard was very prickly~"

"From childhood until now, I have always been waiting, hoping that such a motorcycle would really appear and take me away from the Dursley house. But I never waited for it, and in the end, I could only rely on myself..."

Harry's words were half-truth and half-lie. He did indeed know the man, but those words weren't a dream—they were his own personal experience as an infant!

This giant was undoubtedly Hagrid, an important character from the original story and the person who had taken him from the ruins eleven years ago.

"Oh, heavens! I never thought... Harry, you actually remember me! Wuu wuu wuu... I am so happy!!" Hearing Harry's words, the emotionally volatile Hagrid began to sob loudly. "You're right, that was my beard! Heavens... I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry... that Dursley family, I... I really should have come to see you sooner!!"

"Harry, do you know... you look so much like your father, but your eyes are exactly like your mother's! Seeing you, it's as if... wuu wuu~"

Looking at Hagrid like this, a sense of guilt welled up in Harry's heart.

At least half of what he had just said was a deliberate fabrication to get close to Hagrid, yet Hagrid not only believed it but had become incredibly emotional.

Although he was likely acting under Dumbledore's orders, there was no denying that Hagrid was someone who truly cared about him.

Dumbledore might be too... but Harry could not agree with his methods!

"Please come inside first, don't just stand at the door. Besides, it's causing my parents distress," Harry steadied himself and ushered Hagrid into the house.

"Oh, sorry! I forgot!"

Reminded, Rubeus Hagrid slapped his forehead and carefully squeezed into the living room by hunching his back and pulling in his stomach, though even then, he nearly crushed the Granger family's door frame.

"Here, this is for you! It might be a little squashed, but the taste should still be fine~"

Rubeus Hagrid carefully pulled a slightly flattened box from his coat pocket. It was a chocolate cake that had completely lost its shape, though one could still vaguely make out the words written in icing on top.

Happy Birthday Harry!

"Thank you so much! Also, if you don't mind, please join us for the meal."

Harry nodded gratefully and placed Rubeus Hagrid's cake alongside the one prepared by the Granger couple and the other food.

No one would ever turn their nose up at this ugly-looking cake.

For the Granger family, they were simply happy to know that there were people in the wizarding world as kind to Harry as Rubeus Hagrid.

"I can? Hahaha, Harry, I have to say, your current mug... er, I mean, your foster parents are truly a hundred thousand times better than those Dursley people!"

Rubeus Hagrid laughed heartily in excitement, then, as if suddenly remembering something, he hurriedly straightened up and gave a somewhat clumsy gentleman's bow to the four people in the room.

"One must introduce oneself before sitting down to eat. I am Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts!"

Chapter 21 The Sounds of Diagon Alley Are Quite Unique

After everyone was seated again, Rubeus Hagrid began to enjoy the food on the table with the three members of the Granger family... while Harry sat to the side, rubbing his arm with a helpless expression.

Rubeus Hagrid's strength was simply too great. Even though Harry had been training for over a year and possessed a fairly robust physique, he had nearly been shaken to pieces by Rubeus Hagrid's rough and wild handshake just moments ago.

During the meal, the Granger family and Rubeus Hagrid chatted quite happily.