Harry doesn't want to be a wizard, he just wants to be a superhero

Harry realized Tony had misunderstood, and he shook his head: “No, Mr. Stark, you've misunderstood. Kamar-Taj is never afraid of being exposed.

The reason we hide ourselves is only to avoid trouble and prevent certain people from abusing magic.

This is just a minor inconvenience that the Ancient One can resolve alone. We can erase everything about Kamar-Taj from everyone's memory at any time, but we won't do so lightly.

After all, our enemies have never been humans, but rather the demons of the abyss, the Outer Gods, and those dimensional lords.”

“So, dimensional gods really exist?”

“Of course, like Dormammu. He is the lord of the Dark Dimension and has always wanted to devour Earth. Without the protection of the Ancient One, the armed forces on Earth today would be completely unable to resist Dormammu's invasion.”

Tony felt a strong sense of urgency because of his recent experiences. He had originally planned to hold a press conference immediately after returning to New York to shut down Stark Industries' weapons development department.

At the same time, he wanted to research new Iron Man armors to combat criminals around the world.

But Harry's words completely disrupted his plans. Compared to dimensional gods, criminals were simply insignificant.

He shifted his focus from criminals to dimensional gods, but the dimensional gods were too powerful. Was he really a match for them with his current strength?

A jolt of electricity flashed through Tony's mind, and he realized he had fallen into a trap. He was a genius!

He was a genius in the field of technology, so why couldn't he be a genius in the field of magic?

Why not connect technology and magic?

If you can't beat them, join them, right?

Tony was a little excited and asked, “Harry, can I learn magic?”

Harry thought for a moment and replied, “Maybe. I'll ask the Ancient One. Even if you can't join Kamar-Taj, I can give you a few magic books to satisfy your curiosity.”

“Yes!” Tony clenched his fist and waved it. As long as he had magic books, he was confident he could research magic. This wouldn't be difficult for Tony Stark.

Tony had already started thinking about a magic armor plan.

… … … … … …

The next morning, the plane pierced through the clouds and slowly landed.

Tony said to Harry, “Harry, after I hold a press conference, I'll arrange a party tonight to celebrate the wizard Harry rescuing Mr. Stark.

I think I'll have to take out that treasured bottle of Romanée-Conti from the wine cellar. Oh, right, maybe I should invite dozens of hot girls too!”

Harry refused without hesitation. He had more important things to do than attend a party.

Although he had already called Aunt May to report his safety using Colonel Rhodes' phone yesterday, Harry could tell they were very worried.

After the plane landed, he would go home as soon as possible, back to 20 Ingram Street, Queens.

With Tony's intelligence, it wasn't that he didn't understand social graces, but that few people needed him to.

Without a doubt, Harry, who had saved him, was one of them.

Tony didn't insist: “Okay, I'll arrange a car to take you. Even if you can fly, you wouldn't fly in public, would you?”

“Thank you.”

“Then you must attend the party tonight. I have a big surprise prepared for you!”

This time Harry didn't refuse. To be honest, he was a little curious about the party.

The plane landed at John F. Kennedy International Airport, and the cargo door at the rear slowly opened, forming a staircase on the ground.

Harry and the others walked down the stairs. Several medics pushed a yellow ambulance over, wanting to carry Tony onto it.

Tony immediately waved his hand to stop them: “What are you talking about? What do I need this thing for? I'm very healthy now. Move it away.”

The medics were a little at a loss. Colonel Rhodes helplessly waved his hand, telling them to leave.

A tall, sexy, and charming blonde stood in front. She wore business attire and had a capable and sharp temperament, but at this moment, she was gentle and tender.

Her eyes were red, and she stared blankly at Tony, unable to focus on anyone else.

Harry had seen her on TV. This beauty with freckles on her face was Pepper Potts. She was Tony's most trusted personal secretary, and after Tony disappeared, she temporarily served as the CEO of Stark Industries.

When Tony walked up to Pepper, she seemed to have a lot to say, but in the end, she only showed a smile that was both crying and laughing.

Tony wiped the tears from the corners of Pepper's eyes. The proud Mr. Stark also became gentle: “Your eyes are red. Are you sad for your missing boss?”

Pepper hugged Tony tightly: “Happy, saves me from having to find a job.”

Tony introduced Harry and Ethan to Pepper, emphasizing that Harry had saved him.

This made Pepper very grateful to Harry. She shook hands with the boy, wanting to chat with him for a while, but Tony quickly separated them.

The experiences of these three months made Tony cherish the people around him even more. The extremely possessive him didn't like his woman having prolonged contact with other men.

Not even his savior!

Tony said, “Let's go, I need to hold a press conference immediately. Oh, right, don't forget to have a car send Harry back. The child misses his mother after being away from home for so long.”

Watching Tony leave, Harry was covered in black lines. Tony's words were still so unpleasant. It was truly difficult for him to have lived so long without being beaten to death.

Harry decided that when Tony was learning magic, he would definitely 'take care' of him, after all, how could you learn magic without communication?

… … … … … …

The Rolls-Royce slowly stopped, making the residents very curious.

The income of the residents of Ingram Street in New York was in the middle range, and they couldn't afford famous cars like Rolls-Royces.

They didn't know who was in the car, what were rich people doing here?

Soon, a person was greeted out of the back seat by the driver, and they all recognized this person. It was Harry!

Harry had been excellent since he was a child, whether it was his grades, appearance, or sports, he was always the child of other people's dreams.

But these were all within the scope of ordinary people. When did Harry become so rich?

After saying goodbye to the driver, Harry gently knocked on the door. A figure opened the door, it was Peter, and behind him was Aunt May, who had rushed over after hearing the noise.

When Peter saw Harry, he breathed a sigh of relief: “You're finally back, Aunt May was very worried about you.”

“Sorry, I made you worry.” Harry walked to the living room and hugged Aunt May.

Uncle Ben poked his head out of the kitchen and said to Harry:

“You've come at the right time, dinner is almost ready, come and tell us what you did yesterday.”

Harry told his family about his experiences yesterday, but he simplified it and didn't talk about the dangerous parts, only saying that he was accidentally teleported to the desert and then rescued by Tony Stark.

But even so, Aunt May and the others were still shocked, especially Peter, who suddenly stood up and exclaimed:

“Oh my god, you actually know Mr. Stark, Harry, you must introduce Mr. Stark to me, I've always wanted Mr. Stark's autograph!”