"I take it you're prepared to make your way back to japan, Mr. Potter?" McGonagall said when Harry entered her office.
"Yeah, figured you might want to know before I go. I'll be back in a couple of days, so I asked Ron and Neville to keep an eye on my trunk." Harry replied.
"Very well. Do be careful on the way."
"I will." With that he left. A few minutes later, and the sound of frozen ground shattering was heard outside, along with a few students reporting seeing a green bolt flying off into the distance. "Well, he can certainly make an exit."
It took Harry a little bit longer than he'd expected - had to detour around a storm system in Mongolia - but he managed to land across the street from the apartment building . True to form, the whole place was decorated in wreaths, candy canes, and lights he knew would turn the whole place into a light show.
After three months in a castle, being back home felt pretty damn good, so he headed inside at a leisurely pace. This time of year, even Kaijuu normally had the decency to leave things well enough alone, at least until the new year. So heros tended to get time off. Though on the off chance there was a monster or crook lame enough to attack then, it counted as time and a half for the hero that stopped them, so there was that.
He slowed his descent till he was at a hover and landed gently on the balcony, checking Saitama's cactus before looking in. The others, surprisingly with Bang, Mumen, and King, were all chowing down on a big platter of shabu shabu while watching the dubbed version of 'It's A Wonderful Life'
"King! Quit hogging all the shitake!" Mumen muttered, snagging a piece out of the pot.
"There any tofu left?" Saitama asked, before they all heard the balcony door open.
"Hey guys." Harry said, brushing some snow off his shoulders before stepping in. "I'm back."
Or, that's probably what they all would have heard before he was squished facefirst into another Fubuki Marshmallow Hug. "Harry! I missed you so much!" She cried out, holding him tight.
"I ef fubui" Came the muffled response.
"So, how's this Foghearts place treating you?" Saitama asked, once Fubuki let Harry go and he joined them at the table.
"Hogwarts, Uncle Saitama." He shrugged. "It's ok. I think I'm gonna have to take my wand back to get it a tune up, though. I keep having to force the spells through."
"Still sounds freaking weird to me." Mumen Rider muttered around a slice of beef. Genos had explained it to him and King, but he was still having trouble believing spells and wizards and magic actually existed.
"Not that bad once you hang around it some." Harry replied, before starting from the beginning.
Most of them seemed relieved when he mentioned getting along with Ron and Hermione. When he mentioned Malfoy, on the other hand…"So, he's your stereotypical spoiled brat?" Tempest asked.
"More or less. He always seems keen on showing up nearby and uses a lot of longwinded insults. The 'under twenty' rule is getting a lot of use out of him. Ron thinks he's stalking me for some reason."
Fubuki and Tempest shared a look, both making a note to find - and have a chat with - the boy's parents.
After that he brought up the classes. "Charms and Transfiguration are ok. The Potions room…" Harry made a noise of revulsion. "Dunno if magic users have safety standards, but that class is flat-out nasty! And the teacher's just plain rude!" He went about listing the health and safety issues, which seemed to thoroughly offend Genos. And when he mention Snape's attitude, both of the older espers made another note to have a 'chat' with one so-called 'Professor' Snape.
Possibly one that would involve dislocated bones.
"So, these wizards play any sports?" Bang asked. "Preferably with hot cheerlead-" He was cut off by a high speed saucepan to his noggin, courtesy of Tempest.
"They have one, but it's really weird. They call it 'Quidditch'" He went on to explain the players and the gear.
King nibbled on a piece of mocchi in confusion. "So, while the rest of the team is throwing this quaff-whatever around to get goals, with two of them knocking self-propelled cannonballs around. Meanwhile, you have to stay outta the way and look for a little gold ball, and the game doesn't end until you or the other 'Seeker' grabs it?"
"More or less."
"Wow, that sounds kinda boring." Saitama commented. "I mean, just hunting that ball while all the game is happening under you? Don't think I'd stick around after the first time."
"Well, the Bludgers kinda give me something to do, though they smack away pretty easy." Once that was out of the way, he went on to mention Hagrid's dog, Fluffy. King and Mumen didn't look too thrilled when he mentioned the room the large dog had been kept in, but relaxed after Harry mentioned he'd gotten after Hagrid for it. "Oh, and there was the troll on Halloween."
"A what?" Tempest semi-demanded.
"A troll managed to into the castle somehow. It's like a British Kaijuu; big, ugly, and smells REALLY bad. About Tiger level, threat-wise. One punch put it through the wall."
"Oh, that it?" She instantly relaxed.
"Oh yeah, before I forget; Uncle Saitama?"
"Yeah?"
"I was wondering, there's a kid in my dorm, Neville Longbottom…"
Fubuki fought back a snort. "Sorry." She composed herself before muttering 'Longbottom' under her breath and trying hard not to giggle.
"Anyway, it looks like a lot of the other students, and even a couple of teachers, think he's a joke, including himself. And from what I've heard, Malfoy likes to use him for his punching bag when he thinks he'll get away with it." Harry scratched the back of his head. "I dunno how much is true, but it just doesn't feel right letting it go on. That and, well, I just kinda got this feeling there's a lot more to him; he just needs a hand to show them just how wrong they are. So...is it ok if I show him a little bit of the Training?"
"You're serious about this?" Genos asked.
"I know it's just a feeling, but…"
"Ok." Everyone glanced at Saitama when he said it. "At worst the kid gets a bit of exercise. Lotta those magic-users could stand to do a few push-ups from what I've read."