Harry Potter with Technology System

Ch242- No One Will Dare to Bully You

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The next morning, Petunia bustled around the house, ensuring everything was in order. She was determined to make sure Harry had all he needed for the new school year. Harry, already prepared with everything neatly packed in his Enchanted Briefcase, found her efforts somewhat unnecessary but endearing. He enjoyed her concern but knew he had everything under control.

Harry watched his aunt dart around, double-checking his belongings. "Aunt Petunia, everything's already packed in my briefcase," he said, trying to reassure her.

Petunia paused for a moment, then gave a nod. "I just want to be certain, Harry. It's a big year ahead."

He smiled, understanding her need to feel involved. "I appreciate it, Aunt Petunia."

As they settled at the breakfast table, Petunia began loading Harry's plate with generous portions of food. "It's a long ride, Harry. Eat more," she instructed, her tone leaving no room for argument.

Harry smiled, a touch of amusement in his eyes, and began eating his toast and egg. He couldn't help but feel warm her concern, even if it was expressed through an overabundance of food. The breakfast table was laden with various dishes—scrambled eggs, crispy bacon, toast, and fresh fruit. Harry picked up a piece of toast and spread a layer of butter on it before taking a bite.

Petunia nodded, her expression softening slightly. "Just make sure you're careful, Harry. You never know what kind of trouble you might run into out there."

Harry gave her a confident grin, "I just will be their trouble instead, Aunty."

Petunia rolled her eyes, "Yes, yes. I know you are great. Let's get going." She grabbed her bag and car keys, preferring to drive him to King's Cross Station despite Misty's ability to apparate them there in seconds. Petunia insisted it felt better to send him off in person. Harry slid the mini briefcase into his pocket and walked out, saying his goodbyes to Misty and Crookshanks. Misty, always eager to please, bowed deeply. "Safe travels, Master Potter."

Crookshanks meowed lazily, stretching on the windowsill. Harry gave them both a fond smile before stepping outside. The morning air was crisp, a gentle breeze ruffling his hair as he joined Petunia at the car.

The drive was familiar, a blend of silence and the occasional hum of the car engine. Harry gazed out the window, watching the suburban scenery pass by. It was a quiet moment, one he cherished despite the impending chaos of the school year.

As they drove, Petunia broke the comfortable silence. "Are you excited to see your friends again?"

Harry nodded, "Yeah, it'll be good to catch up. We’ve got a lot planned this year."

As they approached King's Cross, the bustling activity of travelers filled the air. Petunia parked the car and they made their way through the crowd. Harry glanced at the clock; he still had plenty of time before the train's departure.

"Here we are," Petunia said, her tone a mix of reluctance and acceptance. "Be careful, Harry."

Harry nodded, appreciating her concern. "I will, Aunt Petunia. I'll write as often as I can."

She gave him a brief, tight hug. "You better. And don't get into too much trouble."

Harry smirked, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "I'll try not to."

As Harry turned to board the train, Petunia noticed her friends Amelia Bones, the Longbottoms, the Davises, and the Greengrasses nearby and went over to chat with them. Harry, on the other hand, found an empty compartment and settled down with his book, "I, Robot."

As he read, he couldn't help but be impressed. "This man is either a time-traveler or an alien. To think he wrote this forty years ago..."

Soon after, Neville and Susan entered the compartment, greeting Harry with warm smiles.

"Hey, Harry," Neville said, taking a seat opposite him. "What are you reading?"

"I, Robot," Harry replied, holding up the book. "It's fascinating."

Susan leaned in to take a closer look. "Isn't that a Muggle book? What's it about?"

"Robots and the future," Harry explained. "The author's ideas are ahead of their time. It makes you wonder how he came up with them."

Neville nodded thoughtfully. "Muggles have some incredible imaginations."

Just then, Hannah entered with Tracey, both carrying small bags of sweets. "We brought some treats," Hannah announced, placing the bags on the table.

"Great timing," Harry said with a grin. "I was starting to crave sugar."

Daphne and Astoria joined them next, Astoria looking around with wide eyes. "How is your first time on Hogwarts Express?" Harry asked her, offering a reassuring smile.

Astoria nodded shyly. "I'm a bit nervous."

"Don't worry," Daphne said, patting her sister's shoulder. "We will keep an eye on you."

Pansy arrived shortly after, her usual confident demeanor in place. "Already diving into a book, Potter?" she teased.

Harry smirked. "Always room for more knowledge, Pansy."

Hermione, Luna, and Ginny came in one by one, filling the compartment with lively chatter. Hermione was carrying a stack of books, as usual, while Luna had a dreamy look on her face.

"What are you reading, Harry?" Hermione asked, peering over his shoulder.

"I, Robot," Harry replied, showing her the cover.

"Ah, Asimov," Hermione said, nodding approvingly. "A classic."

Ginny settled next to Harry, looking at the cover. "I haven't read that one. Any good?"

"It's brilliant," Harry said. "You should give it a try."

As they chatted and shared sweets, the train began its journey to Hogwarts. The compartment was filled with laughter and animated conversations, each friend sharing their excitement and plans for the upcoming school year.

Tracey, who had been quietly observing, finally spoke up. "Harry, can we talk about electives later? I'm a bit worried about my choices."

"Of course," Harry replied. He already visited her home to have a talk with her mother. "We can discuss it anytime."

Astoria, still nervous, looked to Harry for reassurance. "What should I expect in my first year?"

Harry smiled brightly. "For beginners, you need to be sorted into your house."

Astoria looked excited but apprehensive. "How are we sorted? I asked Daphne, but she refuses to tell me. My parents are the same."

Harry recalled his first Christmas holiday when he wanted to tell Petunia about the Sorting Hat, but found he couldn't. He later learned the hat was protected by a Fidelius Charm, with the hat itself as the secret keeper. It was a novel concept. Normally, when the secret keeper died, everyone in on the secret would also become keepers, which wasn't practical for a thousand-year-old hat. But if the keeper was the hat itself, the secret could be protected forever.

So he just looked at Astoria and decided to tease her, "You first need to pick a magical monster to fight. If you can win, you will be awarded with..."

"A shiny golden egg!" Harry announced with a mischievous glint in his eye. "The egg, when cracked open, reveals a map to hidden treasure deep within Hogwarts."

Astoria's eyes widened in shock, her face turning pale. "I... I have to fight a monster?" she stammered.

The rest of the compartment burst into muffled laughter, trying to contain their amusement. Astoria, noticing their reactions, quickly caught on that Harry was teasing her. Her initial fear turned into a playful determination as she got up and moved towards Harry.

"Oh, you think you're funny, Potter?" she said, her hands reaching out to squeeze Harry's cheeks. "Harry, you’re awful!"

Seeing Astoria about to pinch Harry's cheeks, Tracey almost reflexively got up. "Don't! Your fingers!" she warned, recalling the spell Harry had once used on her to cut off all her fingers.

However, Harry simply grinned and let Astoria pinch his cheeks, his face contorting humorously under her grip. "Okay, okay, you got me!" he laughed, playfully surrendering to Astoria’s mock punishment.

Astoria, finally satisfied, let go and sat next to Harry, still giggling. "Next time, warn a girl before you scare her like that!"

Harry ruffled her hair as she protested, "You’ll be fine. Just stick close to your sister or me. There’s nothing to worry about."

Astoria nodded but mumbled, "What if someone bullies me?" She noticed everyone was looking at her strangely. "What? Isn’t there bullying at Hogwarts? Mother always said she was bullied a lot, and Father saved her. That’s how they met."

Tracey chuckled, "You’re Daphne’s sister and practically Harry’s too. Believe me, no one will dare to bully you."

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