The Morning Star of Woodcote House Primary School

--Persist? Persist my ass!

Behind the school bus, Harry forced a smile onto his face.

The students were hooting and jeering through the rear window.

This scene, which felt like something out of Spider-Man, began in September when Woodcote House Preparatory School started its term.

Woodcote House was a private primary school.

Most private primary schools in the UK were single-sex, and Woodcote House was no exception.

The children attending were mostly from middle-class families or above.

Harry, long regarded as a mere accessory to Dudley, had naturally always been an outcast.

Yet, a newly formidable, eccentric (smiling all day long), and more charismatic Harry was naturally not like he used to be.

But Harry would rather be like his past self.

In the past, because his grades were unexpectedly decent, only Dudley and his friends Piers, Danny, Morcan, and Gordon played the "chase and beat Harry" game; everyone else mostly ignored him.

But now, in their eyes, Harry was just another classmate.

Ridicule had become inevitable.

Of course, hindered by Harry's fists, all of this happened behind his back.

However, the commute to school was the only exception.

The windows and the bus gave them courage, especially since Harry kept smiling, and sometimes wild dogs would even pounce on him to fight.

--Damn it! You don't know where those wild dogs came from? That white one with the bloody forehead is you!

[The Savior displayed superb wisdom, cursing without using his mouth, EXP +1]

--F*** your mother! x9

Realizing he hadn't insulted the system yet today, he immediately unleashed a nine-hit combo in his mind.

[...EXP +1]

[...No more EXP can be gained through this path]

--Expand Core Entry.

Harry chose to divert his attention.

[Core Savior Lv10 (All Resistances +1) -- EXP 97/100]

During this time, every time the Core Entry leveled up, Harry would receive a draw opportunity—a small chance to draw a Talent Entry, and a high probability of magical knowledge.

Yet, everything Harry drew was magical knowledge.

[Horcrux Creation]

[Azkaban University Admission Letter (Killing, Imperius, Cruciatus)]

[Hand-in-Hand Guide to Creating Fiendfyre (Extinguishment not guaranteed)]

[One Hundred Tips and Tricks for the Lumos Charm (Part 1)]

[Apparition Rules]

[Gently Open Your Forehead (Legilimency)]

[The Art of Fire (Intermediate)]

[How to Talk to Trolls]

[Remove Your Body Odor]

Although the magical knowledge he drew was stuffed directly into his brain and would never be forgotten, the knowledge was, after all, only theory and precautions. Most of it couldn't see the light of day, and all of it required a key item: a wand.

As for [Apparition], he had a budget alternative.

After surviving a hellish month and learning to write his own [Training Plan], he had added [Unstable Teleportation] and [Unstable Shrinking Spell] to his schedule.

[21:00--22:00] Before bed, practice in his room.

Now, although these two abilities were still [Brass Grade], the [Unstable] prefix had vanished.

Overall, only [How to Talk to Trolls] was useful, as it directly taught Harry Troll Language.

But this time was different.

This time, the Core Entry was upgrading from [Black Iron] to [Bronze], and the probability of drawing a Talent Entry was one hundred percent! Guaranteed Bronze grade or higher!

--Allocate EXP!

[Core Savior Lv10 (All Resistances +2) -- EXP 7/100]

In an instant, Harry felt his essence undergo an elevation; his muscles and bones grew sturdier, he felt closer to magic, and the entire world suddenly became clearer. He could even see Dudley hiding behind the crowd in the bus, snickering.

He didn't need those so-called glasses at all anymore.

Harry ripped off the new pair of black-rimmed wooden glasses Uncle Vernon had just bought him.

--Now... draw!

The white book appeared, and time froze once again.

The light screen projected from the opened pages displayed a spinning wheel with a silver needle, whirling at a dizzying speed.

"Stop!"

Harry roared recklessly in the frozen silence, as if trying to vent all the rage he had bottled up for over a month.

A burst of golden light bloomed.

"Yeah! I got a Gold!"

Harry's smile hadn't even fully blossomed before it began to wither.

[Blast-Ended Skrewt's Explosive Fart · Gold]

[Fart like thunder, leap a hundred meters in a single step, includes anal-rectal modification]

[The Savior enjoys heaven-sent luck; will you install this Trait Gem? YES or NO]

"NoNoNoNo!"

[Trait dismantled, obtained ten Trait Gems]

[Note: Cannot be used to upgrade Core Traits]

"So other traits can be upgraded?"

"Expand Title Traits~!"

[Gold]

[The Boy Who Lived--0/100]

[Bronze]

[Core Savior...]

"100 gems? Expand Talent Traits."

[Gold]

[Parseltongue--0/100]

"Gold Grade requires 100?"

[Silver]

[Potions--0/50]

[Bronze]

[Divination--0/10]

"Expand Skill Traits."

[Warning: Skill Traits can only be nurtured by the Savior Lord's own efforts. Cease all thoughts of taking shortcuts to achieve a great life!]

"Warning my ass!"

[...This path will no longer yield experience points]

As the Savior Training Manual retracted, time began to flow once more.

--Goal... reach above Gold grade before arriving at Hogwarts!

Harry looked toward the gates of Woodcote House Primary School ahead, his resolve hardening.

Four years later.

July 20, 1991.

Woodcote House Primary School was buzzing with noise.

"Who is that? A grown man wearing a primary school uniform."

"You don't know him? That's the legendary Harry Potter! The Cú Chulainn of Little Whinging, the Tyr of war! They say he's beaten up every stray dog and gangster across the entirety of Surrey on his way to school!"

"I know, he's also the nephew of Vernon Dursley, a manager at Grunnings."

"He's an all-A honors student on the 11+ exams! Eton and Harrow both sent him full-ride scholarship offers, and Winchester, with their most rigorous academic requirements, even offered him a special admission spot! He's far more than just the nephew of some drill company manager!"

"He's also the UKMT-JMO champion, the one who kicked the decisive goal at Twickenham Stadium for the ISA Cup representing Surrey!"

All the adults and children looked at Harry as if gazing upon a rising morning star.

The Dursleys told everyone they met, "Harry Potter is our nephew, raised by us."

Dudley puffed out his chest and held his photo with Harry up for everyone to see, announcing, "I'm Harry Potter's cousin!"

Meanwhile, the six-foot-tall ten-year-old boy—Harry himself—wore a rare, genuine smile.

—Finally graduated. Finally, no need to deal with the respawning wild dogs and hoodlums on the run to school.

—And finally...

[Core Savior Lv10 (All Resistances +4) -- EXP 90/100]

—Once leveled up, it will be [Intermediate Savior Lv1].

—Violating the core commandments will no longer result in an immediate electric shock, but a warning first.

—Will the resistance be +5 or higher?

—From Junior to Intermediate, the drawn trait gem is guaranteed to be Gold.

—This means... the final 10 [Trait Gems] missing for a Gold-tier or higher trait will be filled!

Harry looked at the cover of the [Savior Training Manual].

[Name: Harry James Potter]

[Age: 10]

[Titles: The Boy Who Lived, Other People's Child (Learning Ability +7, Peer Affinity -1), Cú Chulainn Who Beats Dogs (Mammal Special Attack +7), Tyr the Unsevered War God (Right Hand +7)...]

[Traits: Parseltongue... Unicorn's Holy Blood... Elegant and Easygoing (Affinity +3)... Boggart's Fear Reading]

[Commandments: Elegant and Easygoing]

[Skills: Both Arts and Sports (Math, Language... High Jump, Running, Horizontal Bar, Chess, Soccer...), Diplomacy (Human Language, Dog Language, Bird Language, Snake Language...), Dursley Housework Encyclopedia (Pull Noodles, Chopping Vegetables...), Potter Combat (Dog-head Punch, Eye Poke, Tail Stomp, Waist Kick...), Slack Off and Fish (Sleeping, Zoning Out, Breathing, Eating...), Grooming (Face Washing, Makeup, Constant Bird's Nest Hair...)]

[Quest: Attend Graduation Ceremony (Junior Training Plan)]