[HP] Hogwarts Muggle University

Draco made it clear.

Hogwarts is boiling.

"You never mentioned that your dad was the quarterback for the Eagles!" Seamus and Ron's alternate screams nearly deafened Harry's ears, "My God, Harry, we can go to you for the winter vacation Do you want to play at home?"

Harry smiled awkwardly, while sneaking a sideways glance at his suitcase, which contained a picture book Harry bought online and a few posters.At this moment Harry couldn't help but feel grateful that he had only received the delivery two days ago and hadn't had time to show them off: Seamus and Ron would definitely be able to put him on the spot if they wanted to let them know that he was actually a New England Patriots fan. He was beaten all over the floor looking for teeth.

"Stop talking nonsense, Harry." Ron excitedly shoved a James single poster into his hand, "Signed! Signed! Oh, and, that... can you grab one from your house? Give me Dad's jersey—"

"I also want!"

"Pervert!" Harry's goosebumps fell all over the floor, the illegitimate meal was too scary.

At this time, someone pushed open his door roughly, and Hermione appeared at the door with flushed face and disheveled hair: "Harry!"

"Wow!" exclaimed Ron, fussing. "Did you know this is a boys' dormitory, Hermione? Huh? Did you know that it's possible for any of us to wander around the dormitory in just a pair of underpants?"

"Get out of the way." Hermione pushed him aside impatiently, and Harry was horrified to find a strange light in her eyes. "Harry," she said, looking very embarrassed , "So, your mother really graduated from Hogwarts Medical School?"

"She's not! She's not! Don't listen to Wikipedia!" Harry quickly waved his hands in denial, but Hermione ignored her at all:

"My God! Then she must be a full-fledged PhD? I—"

"Please," Harry was about to cry, he would rather go home and steal clothes for those two illegitimate students than be questioned by a super academic here about various matters about Hogwarts Medical School, "isn't she doctor--"

"Is she an anesthesiologist?"

"Uh……"

"Did she graduate from Hogwarts?"

"Um……"

"Is her title 'Dr.'?"

"No, listen to me explain—"

"That's it!" Hermione slammed the table, and Ron, Seamus, and Harry all trembled in fright. "If you have a chance, let your mother and I get to know each other, Harry, please!"

Harry felt that the world was crazy. He grabbed his phone, pushed away the three people with strange enthusiasm on their faces, and said vaguely, "I'm going out for a walk to catch my breath."

Damn Malfoy! ——

"Harry!"

Before Harry could finish cursing what he wanted to scold Draco in his heart, a familiar female voice suddenly sounded with a series of screams.In the next second, four or five shadows jumped out of the public living room.

Harry vaguely recognized the first three as the Patil sisters and Lavender, and he was once again surrounded by an overzealous crowd.

"Since your father is James Potter, you must be Sirius Black's godson!" Parvati screamed.Her sister Padma was also yelling:

"Can you give us his mobile number, Harry? We can buy you dinner for a semester!"

"Harry, Harry," Lavender stuffed a bunch of things into his arms unexpectedly, "You have these photos, and you must help me get Sirius's signature! It is best to have a message Hey, there is also this photo album, I made it myself, you must send it to him for me! There is also a photo of me here, I—"

"Get out of Lavender, you have enough nonsense!"

"Harry, I've been a fan of your godfather for 15 years! Since I was three years old..."

"Harry, here's a present I wanted to give him—"

"Does he have a girlfriend Harry?"

"Harry, tell Sirius when he comes to Orlando and I can eat and play with him!"

"No no, is he straight Harry? Please, just tell me in private!"

"Does he have a private social account?"

"Harry..."

"Harry!"

"Hey! Harry, don't go!"

……

Harry squatted in a corner where no one was visiting, silently pulling up the weeds growing on the side.

He actually wanted to call Lily and complain about this crazy school, but how would he speak...

"Mom, guess what. The whole school knows who I am! Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

That won't work.This statement will definitely be scolded by my mother.

"Mom, I have a classmate who is 6 to 666 and wants to have a one-on-one friendly talk with you. Yes, she knows who I am. Oh, by the way, I have 666 classmates here who want daddy signature, and [-] students want Sirius' signature."

This doesn't work either.He will be ridiculed by his father and godfather until the day of graduation.

Ugh.

Harry sighed silently inwardly.Life is hard.

"Aren't you sad on the surface, but actually a little dark?"

Harry raised his head abruptly, and saw a faint figure among the whirling leaves.

"It's normal." Luna nimbly climbed down from a high place and sat on a low branch, she noticed Harry's puzzled gaze, and then she shrugged, "After all, everyone likes the feeling of being surrounded by stars. But I guess you're getting a little tired of it."

"Then..." Harry asked tentatively, "Do you have any good constructive suggestions?"

Luna cast her gaze into the distance.

Harry watched her expectantly.

"Used to it."

Big fool!thought Harry angrily.

"By the way, do you know you already have a new nickname?"

"what?"

"'The Chosen One'." Luna said, "Everyone agrees that you saved the galaxy in your previous life, so you have a father who is a famous football player, a mother who is an anesthetist with both talents and looks, and you also have a godfather who is a Hollywood superstar."

Harry died at the age of eighteen.

The author has something to say: This is the setting of the Potter family:

James: Quarterback for the Philadelphia Eagles

Lily: Anesthesiologist

Sirius: Hollywood superstar

Harry: Salted fish lying flat