Hogwarts: Harry brings H3 magic

The next day, Harry opened his eyes before his aunt knocked on the door again. He had been using his magic last night, and he felt sleepy and fell asleep.

But he felt that he had used magic many times, and he didn’t feel that his magic power was used up at all, nor did it show any signs of increasing.

Well, novels are completely unreliable.

Writing novels is also the same!

I guess in the real world, magic and magic have changed differently from the game.

“Da da da”

The familiar sound of slippers and footsteps came hurriedly from not far away.

“get up——”A familiar shrill female voice was about to wake up the burden of the family, but when she saw Harry standing at the door of the cupboard, the words she was about to say stopped abruptly.

This lazy kid actually got up without being called, what an incredible thing.

Penny smacked her lips and coughed lightly:”You’re up already, very good, you’ve finally learned a good thing now, go wash up, clean up, and get the mail, I’ll go prepare dinner.”

Harry nodded and went to the bathroom.

Penny stared at Harry’s back and frowned slightly, feeling that Harry was not very good today….

Things were getting a little strange.

But she obviously wouldn’t focus on Harry.

She still had to cook for her dear Dudley and Vernon, so her share couldn’t be small. After dinner as usual, Harry went to school alone.

After a boring daze, school was over.

No bullies appeared this time.

Maybe it was Harry’s fierce behavior yesterday that made them a little cautious.

Harry still didn’t go home directly.

He kept wandering around the street.

He wanted to solve the problem of his living expenses.

But he failed. In 1986, the law on child protection in the UK was improved.

At least the issue of not using child labor was supported by the majority.

As a result, he couldn’t find a job to work.

Even if some unscrupulous shops ignored this law, they directly rejected his request when they saw his thin body.

He wanted the child workers to come and work, not to take them to the hospital for physical examination and treatment.

For several days in a row, Harry would wander around the street outside every time he got out of school, trying to find a job, but he failed.

He was very disappointed.

After school that day, the bullies who had not taken any action surrounded Harry again.

Although Harry’s outburst had made them cautious for many days, they could not be cautious for too long in front of Harry’s thin body.

Instead, they were filled with long-suppressed anger.

They were embarrassed to be fooled by such a thin boy.

In addition to the pleasure of bullying, the most important thing for bullies is to save face.

Harry made them lose face.

They were ready. Two of them went up and hugged Harry tightly, making him unable to move, and then beat him up.

Beat his dog brains out.

Facing their encirclement, Harry’s green eyes also flashed a trace of coldness. He directly cast the slowing magic on them without making a sound.

Then he cast a speed-up attack on himself.

The level of magic he released now was low-level magic in the game.

Low-level slowing magic slows down a single enemy by 25%, high-level slowing magic slows down a single enemy by 50%, and expert-level slowing down all enemies by 50%.

The speed-up attack is the opposite.

Now, with this decrease and increase, Harry’s speed is equivalent to 50% higher than theirs.

Although he is not as strong as them.

But he was much stronger in agility.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t fight them.

This time he was going to beat them into submission.

The students who were leaving school stayed away from them, and some who were braver stood in the distance and watched.

The battle between the bully and the bullied was about to break out.

Harry took the lead.

He couldn’t wait for them to form a circle before taking action, otherwise the increased speed would be meaningless. Hit the bridge of the nose.

Step on the toes.

Wherever it hurts, Harry hit it.

Using his speed advantage, although he was hit hard by them, it didn’t matter, as long as they were more painful.

As long as they couldn’t form a circle and couldn’t control themselves, they would be killed by kites.

Anyway, I have healing skills, so I can release two of them on myself, and I will be fine.

But they can’t do it, and they will definitely not recover in ten days or half a month.

In the surprised eyes of the students around, the bullies fell down, screaming loudly.

Harry secretly released healing skills on himself.

A cool feeling, as if the whole body was gently caressed by a stream of clear water, the pain completely disappeared.

The condition is better than ever.

He has regained his peak state.

Now, he can sublimate to the extreme and fight to the death with the opponent.

Damn, the shitty memories in the dream are affecting me again.

I am just an ordinary elementary school student who knows a little magic.

Why would I do such an emperor operation? Harry glanced at the bullies lying on the ground and turned away.

He has never taken these people seriously.

The most urgent thing is to find a job to support himself.

Coming to a street with fewer people in comparison, Harry saw a restaurant.

It is a rare Chinese restaurant.

Harry recognized the words on it and was more familiar with it than his mother tongue.

Peng’s Restaurant.

The reason why he stopped was that there was a sticker at the door saying that apprentices were recruited.

The restaurant is not big, and there is only one waiter watching at the front desk.

That’s enough.

Harry hesitated and walked in.

The front desk clerk was also a Chinese.

When he saw Harry come in, he thought he was going to eat.

“Are you alone, little brother?” the waitress asked, in English, of course.

“I don’t want to eat.”Harry understood what she meant and shook his head.

“You can speak Chinese, I understand Chinese.”Harry said this in Chinese. He spoke very fluently, without any foreign accent, just like a native Chinese.

The receptionist was surprised. She didn’t expect that a little British boy could speak such fluent Chinese. Did he grow up in China?

“If you don’t want to eat, why are you here?” The lady at the front desk switched to Chinese.

“Isn’t there a sign on the door saying”Apprentices Wanted”? I want to be an apprentice.”Harry said

“What? You want to be an apprentice?”The lady at the front desk exclaimed.

After taking a look at Harry’s thin body, she said,”You are not even 5 years old yet, and you come here to be an apprentice?”

“I’m six years old.” Harry said

“This is not a question of whether you are 5 or 6 years old. You are too young to be suitable.”The lady at the front desk shook her head and said

“I need money, give me a chance.”Harry said, looking at her pitifully with his green eyes.

“This.”The young lady hesitated after hearing what Harry said.

Could it be a child with a miserable life?

“Wait a minute, I’ll go ask my dad if he’ll take you in.” The young lady said to Harry, and then turned and went into the kitchen.

Soon, the young lady came out, followed by a middle-aged man who looked to be in his 40s.

His hair was a little gray, and his face was ordinary, but he looked very experienced and strong. Harry felt that he could punch him and send him flying into the opposite wall.

“You want to be an apprentice?” The middle-aged man walked up to Harry and looked down at him.

“”Yes.” Harry nodded.

“Do you know what an apprentice is?”The middle-aged man said

“I want to learn your craft and become your apprentice.” Harry said

“Generally speaking, this is the case, but the apprentices we recruit at Peng’s Restaurant are traditional Chinese apprentices, not the kind in your country where people just learn the skills and leave.”The middle-aged man said

“I understand what you mean. You will be my master from now on.”After saying that, without waiting for the middle-aged man to respond, Harry knelt down and kowtowed three times.

The traditional apprentice mentioned by the middle-aged man is the kind of apprentice who, after becoming a disciple, treats the teacher as his own father and takes care of him until the end of his life.

It is now 1986, and China’s traditional craftsmanship is only passed on to its own true apprentices, not to outsiders.

“Hey, you little foreigner, you really understand our Chinese culture.” The middle-aged man smiled and squatted down to pull Harry up.

“Don’t call me master yet, you are not qualified to be my apprentice yet, practice the basic skills first, I will see how talented you are, if not, I will not accept you as my apprentice.”The middle-aged man said

“”Yes, Master.” Harry nodded, but he still called him Master.

The middle-aged man didn’t care about this title. It was someone else’s business.

But whether to teach or not was his business.

Even if he called himself dad, it would be the same if he didn’t teach.

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