With the approval of the Dursley family, the last obstacle to Harry's schooling was gone.
The rest of the things were as simple as taking Harry to Diagon Alley, taking over the Potter family's legacy in Gringotts, and then buying a series of supplies needed for school.
And maybe because they went to Diagon Alley many days earlier than Harry in the original book, they didn't meet Draco Malfoy, Harry's "old enemy".
Instead, I met some other little wizards who were preparing to go to school.
It was a pleasant day.
"But to be honest, Harry, you are really too thin. I have always believed that even a wizard should have a strong enough body, so that even if you encounter trouble like your cousin Dudley in the future, Even if you can't use magic to deal with him, you won't have any power to fight back. What do you think?" But on the way back, John suddenly said to Harry.
"Ah? I don't know... Sir! And why can't I use magic to deal with Dudley?" Harry replied with a confused look on his face.
Exercise? Stop making trouble. In the past ten years, it has been very difficult for him to live and study well. How can he think about that? And in his kind of living environment, no one would remind him of this.
"Because as a student of Hogwarts, you are not allowed to use magic casually outside the school, especially for ordinary people. In fact, this rule is not only for students, but also includes all wizards. Anyone who uses magic to harm ordinary people All actions are illegal, just like guns!" John explained.
On the other hand, Hermione on the side heard this question and looked at John with some suspicion.
Hogwarts students were not allowed to cast spells outside the school, and she knew that.
But a wizard also needs a strong enough body?
She always felt that John had an ulterior motive for saying this.
In fact, John did have an ulterior motive.
Wizards do not have high physical requirements, but Paladins...
But this matter is not urgent. Seven school years are enough for John to do a lot of things.
The most important thing was to take the time to let Harry lay a good physical foundation first, otherwise he would not even be able to hold a weapon and would have to be a priest.
Although the priest was not bad, John always felt that things would not be so fun if Harry was just a priest.
Well, when that day comes, Dumbledore's expression will be wonderful when he sees Harry slashing Voldemort with a two-handed sword, right?
"I see, but I don't know what to do!" Harry replied, although he seemed to look down on Dudley, a big guy with strong limbs and a simple mind who only knew how to bully others.
But in fact, only those who are as thin as him will know how much they envy the other person's strong body.
I won’t bully others because I am physically strong, but at least I won’t be bullied easily.
"Don't worry about this. There is still more than a month before Hogwarts starts. I can tailor a training and diet plan specifically for you. But I have to make it clear to you. This process may be very complicated. It’s difficult, very hard, and once you start you can’t stop and just waste it, so you have to be mentally prepared. If you can’t accept it, just pretend I didn’t say anything!” John said half-warning, half-reminder.
It is not easy for an 11-year-old child like Harry to physically train him. After all, he is relatively lacking in nutrition and has not yet developed.
However, he still has some experience in this regard - this experience does not come from others, but from himself.
Of course, this experience is not absolutely applicable. After all, as a reborn person born with a professional template, his body as a child was not comparable to Harry's.
"Hard work? I'm not afraid of hard work. I don't think there's anything in this world that's harder than the life I've had in the past ten years!" When John said it would be hard, Harry shook his head and said indifferently.
All John could say about this was that children's ideas were still a bit young.
Although the Dursleys had abused him a lot over the years, the actual circumstances could not be said to be serious.
Even if compared to the large Eastern countries of the same era, compared with those rural children, Harry's treatment was not even close to abuse.
Is this still hard work?
In comparison, those ascetics in the Church's Department of Doctrine are hard work.
And the training methods of the Paladins are not bad at all... Thinking of this, John couldn't help but think of the painful days he had spent with those ascetic monks conducting Paladin-related training over the years.
Although he is a born paladin professional, the system template mainly gives him skills, which is how to use the holy light.
And if you want to use the power of the Paladin more perfectly, it is impossible to escape some necessary training.
So don’t think that John always lived a life of luxury in Rome.
Everything he has now was obtained with considerable efforts.
But there was no use talking too much to Harry now.
For a child like him who is at an ignorant age, just being reasonable is of no use.
Personal experience is the most convincing.
Harry's experiences over the past few years in the original plot basically reflect this.
"I want to participate too!" Just as John was thinking about where to start making Harry feel "pain", Hermione on the side suddenly expressed her stance.
"You want to participate too?" John looked at his little cousin in surprise.
"Of course, Harry can, why can't I? Do you look down on girls?" Hermione stared at John with her eyes widened.
Hiss... Hermione, this punch of yours has at least ten years of skill, right?
John was speechless.
Okay...since you insist on asking for trouble, I can't stop you, right?
It was obvious that Hermione at this time had no idea how bad of a decision she had made.
……………………
So at six o'clock the next morning, while Hermione was still in her sweet dream, John slipped her out of bed.
"Where are we going?" Hermione, who had no choice but to get dressed, walked out of the bedroom and asked John, who was sitting in the dining room drinking tea leisurely, and Harry, who was also taken out by him early in the morning.
"Haha, you'll know when you get there!" John glanced at Hermione, who was wearing thin clothes, with some good intentions, and put a teapot on the ground.
"What is this for?" Hermione was confused.
"This magic is called a Portkey. It allows people to quickly reach another distant place. The place we want to go is relatively far, so we have to use it!" John introduced with a smile.
"Portkey? I know this magic, but isn't it only for intercontinental travel? Do you want to..." Hermione had a bad premonition in her heart.
"Guessed it right, no reward!" Before the two children could react, John had already picked up their collars and activated the magic!
Following a burst of space distortion, when the three of them reappeared, they were already in a deserted and uninhabited land covered in ice and snow.
"Welcome to South Georgia. Here, you will understand what hell is!" John announced with a sly smile to the two shivering children who were already cold.
