Harry Belyakov Potter

To sum it up, in their dormitory...

Harry was the only one who had not only grown up in the Muggle world, but had grown up in such a suffocating environment...

The Boy Who Lived certainly lived up to his name. He was still suffering while alive.

Harry did not mean to blame Petunia and Vernon, but he truly did not want to stay in that household anymore.

His parents were dead. Anywhere could be home, so why did he have to stay in that house on Privet Drive and put up with all that mistreatment?

Besides, Harry had already stored 306 [Energy Bars] in the [Spellbook].

By Harry's calculations, if he studied hard at Hogwarts and did not mess around...

That should be enough for him to synthesize quite a few powerful spells and live well on his own in the Wizarding World.

Things like combining the Locating Charm with Aguamenti to pour water straight into someone's alveoli.

Or combining Lumos with Prior Incantato to make someone's retinas glow.

Or using Engorgio to burst someone's neck outright.

Oh, right, he could also combine that "Densaugeo" spell with a Confundus Charm to make someone's front teeth grow backward and pierce straight into their brain!

Anyway, Harry had already explored quite a few spells of this sort using the [Spellbook]!

So what if they were low-level spells?

There were only useless wizards, not useless spells!

With a little synthesis, low-level spells could be plenty powerful too, all right?

Once he had finished learning, armed with these spells of great academic significance, he would definitely be able to survive just fine in the Wizarding World!

Never mind whether he would be taken for a Death Eater. Generally speaking, nobody would come looking for trouble with Harry anyway.

Besides, after learning so many unique spells, didn't Harry need to practice them?

Without practice, there could be no improvement in magic.

Book knowledge alone could hardly satisfy Harry's current eagerness to improve.

If there were somewhere with an adult wizard around, Harry might be able to improve his magic faster...

As for Dumbledore saying he had to be at his aunt and uncle's house...

Wouldn't visiting count?

Did I really have to stay there?

Of course, whenever it came to this, a lovely figure in green robes would always inexplicably surface in Harry's mind...

A smart shirt, luxurious outer robes...

Wouldn't Malfoy Manor also be an excellent place to study magic...?

Hiss, if I were to, ahem, with Malfoy, wouldn't Lucius have to pledge his loyal service to Dumbledore?

Forget it, that's getting ahead of myself. Let's deal with what's in front of me first.

Malfoy and I aren't that close anyway. Rather than pinning my hopes on Malfoy Manor, I might as well go to the Weasley family's Burrow.

The conditions might be a little worse, but the Weasley family all seem very easygoing. Studying magic there wouldn't be aggravating either.

Pay attention in class. Tomorrow morning, try not to give Snape any reason to find fault!

Stop thinking about Malfoy and Ronnie all day. At most, I just want to be friends with them. After all, another friend means another option...

Anything beyond that, any messy business involving feelings, is complete nonsense!

Yes, whether it's Ron, Malfoy, or Severus Snape, it's all complete nonsense!

As the evening bell struck ten, that night's dormitory chat drew to a close.

Actually, Prapus and Ramos were all right.

They were mostly excited that, having come from the Muggle world, they had actually ended up sharing a dormitory with the famous Chosen One, Harry Potter. It was simply too exciting!

Once they had chatted enough, they could just hurry off to sleep.

Now that the excitement had passed, they needed a good rest. It really would not do to be listless in class tomorrow morning.

They would get singled out by Professor Snape again and end up seething, having learned nothing and needing to spend even more time cramming in the library. It simply was not worth it...

But Cruz and Celia did not see it that way...

They knew very well that, even before the Sorting, Harry had seemed unbelievably close to the Weasley girl...

And the Malfu family's young lady also seemed quite fond of Harry. She had not even returned to her dormitory after the feast, but had gone straight to the Owlery instead...

For Cruz and Celia, who came from wizarding families, this was no ordinary piece of big news!

What standing did the Malfu family have in the Wizarding World?

The father, Lucius Malfoy, was himself a member of the Twenty-Four Sacred Pure-Blood Families, and one of the wealthiest few at that.

The mother, Narcissa Malfoy, had originally borne the surname Black...

Another of the wealthiest sacred Pure-blood wizard families.

And with the Black family's eldest son, Sirius, thrown in prison, its eldest daughter, Bellatrix, also locked up in Azkaban for following Voldemort, and its second son, Regulus, outright dead...

Narcissa's current standing in the Black family was beyond question.

It was truly a family formed by a union of powerhouses!

Their only daughter, Draco Malfoy, was practically the young witch with the most distinguished status in all of Hogwarts...

Tsk, who said the Chosen One was innocent?

As far as they were concerned, this Mr. Potter, the Chosen One, had quite a rich love life~

On the one hand, he maintained a close relationship with the Weasley girl.

On the other, he maintained quite an ambiguous atmosphere with the Malfu family's willful heiress, that notoriously bullying young lady...

Tsk, not so simple~

Harry really was quite a character!

If I had even half of Harry's skills, I wouldn't have gone a whole day since school started without getting to know a single girl. Sigh...

Unfortunately, they had class first thing tomorrow morning, and the professor teaching it was that most acerbic, most blatantly partial, most overbearing toward students Professor Severus Snape...

Everyone feared being late and getting a thorough dressing-down from this notorious professor on their very first day...

Just earlier, an older Ravenclaw student had seen Professor Snape over by the Third Floor Corridor, his expression as cold as the Black Lake in December...

So the gossip could wait until next time. For now, they should sleep!

Hopefully, nothing would go wrong tomorrow...

This time, the young Ravenclaws all chose to do as Harry did and shut themselves inside a shell.

The next day, nothing unexpected happened.

Harry Belyakov Potter cautiously put on his robes, shut himself inside his shell, and headed to Hogwarts' Great Hall along with all four of his roommates.

It had to be said, the young Ravenclaws really were each more diligent than the last!

Harry had thought he had gotten up early enough.

Yet when he returned from washing up, Ramos actually said, "We're just waiting for you, Harry"...