Hogwarts: No Slacking Off, You're the Chosen One!

After spending the first half of his life coasting along and waiting to die, he encounters the accursed Savior Training Manual.

From cooking, mopping, and washing dishes to studying, running, and fighting... everything counts as training. Keep at it, and you earn proficiency points. Magical knowledge drops from time to time, and leveling up even grants traits from magical creatures!

What kind of savior spends all day mopping floors and pulling weeds?!

Why is my skill still called [Weeding] when I can slice through space now?!

Who wants a Blast-Ended Skrewt's gold-tier Explosive Fart talent?!

"Can't I just follow the plot?"

[Savior Training Manual]: No!

Four years later, in the headmaster's office at Hogwarts, Dumbledore digs out letters that have gathered dust for years.

5:00-5:30: Sprint ten laps around the neighborhood. (Young people certainly have plenty of energy.)

5:30-6:00: Hold yourself upside down on one finger. (What do you mean, a one-finger handstand?!)

6:20-7:00: Weed, mop, wax the floors, clean the windows... (Who waxes their floors every single day?)

8:00-8:30: Run to school, with daily combat training against stray dogs and street thugs. (Who does combat training while running?! And where are all these stray dogs and thugs coming from?!)

Note: Anyone who attempts to help him will be beaten up.

(What do you mean, helping him gets you beaten up? Who switched my savior to house-elf mode?!)

Meanwhile, Harry looks hopefully at the manual. "Once we get to the magical-world stuff, things will be different, right?"

[Congratulations to the Savior on completing basic training. Reward: Graphorn's Sleepless talent (Cannot Be Dismantled)]

"Sleepless?" The light leaves the eyes of the muscle-bound Harry, whose arms are big enough for a horse to gallop along.