[September 1, 1995]
The first day of the fifth school year.
Before I knew it, I had become a handsome 17-year-old young man.
Every day when I look in the mirror, I am startled by my own handsome features.
Unfortunately, Hermione and the others still haven't forgiven me.
I'm already considering whether I should change lanes; there are many beautiful girls in the Marvel world too, I shouldn't give up an entire forest for just four trees...
By the way, during the Triwizard Tournament in the fourth year, that Fleur Delacour, who has a quarter-Veela bloodline, was also very good.
Her skin is as white as snow, her eyes as blue as gemstones, she's tall, and her aura is elegant and charming.
Her stunning beauty sent the boys of Hogwarts into a dizzying spin.
Perhaps I could get to know her?
[Early October 1995]
I feel like my life has hit rock bottom.
First, I was rejected after confessing to Fleur, and later I learned that Hermione and the others were behind it; they told Fleur about my past scandalous behavior.
The deal was almost sealed, too.
Damn it all...
[Early January 1996]
During the entire first half of the fifth school year, my experiences were quite bumpy.
They say that without women in your heart, your sword-drawing will naturally be god-like!
But why has my strength hit a bottleneck?
One day, I discovered that the magic power within my body, which had been slowly rising, suddenly stopped increasing.
This discovery worried me so much that I couldn't sleep for nights on end.
I spent a long time researching before I reached a conclusion.
Magic power is like water, while the physical body is like a bucket; the two complement each other.
Now the water has filled the bucket; to break through the bottleneck.
I either have to change to a larger bucket or change the water into a higher-density liquid.
Faced with these two paths, I found it difficult to choose.
Logically speaking, the total amount of magic in my body at that time was already about the same as old Dumbledore.
But I was far from satisfied with that.
After all, the White Dark Lord Dumbledore is only powerful within the Harry Potter world.
In the Marvel world, Dumbledore would be at most Sub-Skyfather level.
So, in the second half of the fifth school year, I tried countless ways to improve physical strength and compress magic quality.
For instance, I brewed certain ancient potions with unknown effects, but when I drank the potion, I suffered severe side effects.
I actually grew a monkey tail on my back; a phenomenon of atavism!
It scared me so much that I immediately stopped this suicidal behavior of drinking random ancient potions.
To get rid of the monkey tail, I underwent treatment at the school hospital for a full half-month.
I was even mocked by Hermione and the others for a long time...
[September 1, 1996]
The first day of the sixth school year.
My coming-of-age ceremony has just passed, yet I am still anxious.
Using potions as a shortcut is not going to work.
I'm thinking about whether to try the Super Soldier Serum from the Marvel world?
But at this point in the Marvel world—May 2012—I simply cannot find the source of the Super Soldier Serum.
Could it be that in the upcoming sixth school year, I will continue to be unlucky?
And this timing happens to be the Battle of New York...
The Harry Potter World.
September 1, 1996.
The first day of term had just passed; in the dead of the silent night, Harvey was in his Ravenclaw dormitory, slowly closing the diary he had been writing intermittently for six years.
Hogwarts was currently in one of the most severe periods in its history.
Ever since Voldemort was reborn during the final task of the Triwizard Tournament and declared war on the entire Wizarding World.
Although Harvey teamed up with Harry Potter to kill the reborn Voldemort, it still brought many negative impacts to the magical world afterward.
For example, Death Eaters had become active again in every corner of the Wizarding World.
From time to time, Harvey would see horrifying news in the Daily Prophet about Death Eaters committing massacres across the globe.
Furthermore, during the summer vacation, old Dumbledore found Marvolo Gaunt's ring—one of Voldemort's Horcruxes—at the Gaunt Shack.
Dumbledore cracked it open with Godric Gryffindor's sword, but he was also hit by a backfiring curse set by Voldemort, suffering a severe injury.
It looked like he didn't have much longer to live.
All sorts of troublesome matters piled up together, making Harvey's head ache.
And soon, Dumbledore would deliberately let Professor Snape kill him to gain Voldemort's trust.
One could imagine that once Dumbledore died, the already turbulent magical world would likely erupt into an unprecedented upheaval.
"Horcruxes are truly disgusting things!"
Harvey grumbled as he lay on his bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
With his current strength, which rivaled Dumbledore's, he could actually kill Voldemort like a common chicken.
But because he had repeatedly intervened and disrupted the timeline of the Harry Potter world.
Voldemort had long ago moved all his Horcruxes to much more secret locations.
So, Harvey currently had no way to deal with the Voldemort hiding behind the scenes.
Staring blankly at the ceiling, Harvey muttered to himself: "Ultimately, I still lack strength; it seems I must go to the Marvel world to find a way to get the Super Soldier Serum!"
Currently, the Marvel world is exactly May 2012.
The avatar of justice, the "Old Ice Pop" Captain America, had only recently awakened, and Harvey planned to find a way to get a blood sample from him for research.
If that really didn't work, he would create a potion version of the Super Soldier Serum.
Thinking of this, his agitated mood finally settled, and Harvey gradually drifted off to sleep.
The next day.
The morning sunlight streamed through the window, spilling into Harvey's room.
Tossing on a wizard robe, Harvey hurried toward the Potions classroom.
Normally, Harvey didn't need to attend any of the classes at Hogwarts.
Because his strength had long been recognized by Headmaster Dumbledore, an exception was made to exempt Harvey from the tedious daily class schedule.
In other words, Harvey had effectively graduated early.
However, this Potions class was a joint session for Ravenclaw and Gryffindor.
So Harvey wanted to find Hermione and the others for a chat.
In the previous year, Harry Potter, Hermione, and Ron had established a fairly decent team to combat the increasingly rampant Death Eaters.
Harvey had also provided significant help during the battle at the Department of Mysteries.
Therefore, Hermione, Cho Chang, Ginny, and Luna no longer maintained a total "no-contact" attitude toward him.
But they wouldn't give him much of a pleasant look either.
Lost in thought, Harvey entered the Potions classroom and scanned the area; Hermione hadn't arrived yet.
He had no choice but to find a random empty seat and sit down.
Just as he took his seat, the nearby young wizards were startled by his appearance.
"Whoa! Isn't that the world-famous scumbag, Harvey?"
"Shh... keep it down, if he hears you, watch out for a curse!"
"Didn't he graduate early? Why is he still coming to class?"
"Heaven knows, maybe he's spotted a new target?"
"I hope he doesn't fixate on me..."
"As if, his standards are way higher than that."
"What's that supposed to mean? Am I not pretty enough?"
The whispering grew louder and louder; Harvey intended to pretend he didn't hear it, but these guys clearly didn't respect him at all.
Therefore, Harvey chanted silently in his mind.
"Langlock!"
The chattering discussions in the classroom vanished instantly.
Everyone's tongue was locked by Harvey's spell, rendering them unable to speak a single word.
Finally having some peace and quiet, Harvey ignored the terrified gazes of the young wizards around him.
His attention remained fixed on the classroom door.
"Why hasn't Hermione arrived yet?"