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

Harry guessed that the crash of the F-22 Raptor fighter jet should be related to Tony. After all, he said some time ago that his research was successful and he seemed very happy.

And the Gomera region seems to be the place where he was kidnapped before.

His Iron Man armor should have been successfully researched. The previous two incidents should have been his doing.

Killing terrorists was to wash away past sins, and then accidentally destroying the F-22 Raptor fighter jet upon returning. This is very much like Tony's unreliable style.

Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.

The phone rang, it was Tony's call.

Answering the phone, Tony's excited voice came through: "Harry, I've successfully developed the Iron Man armor. Do you want to come to my villa and take a look? It's much faster than your broken broom."

"Then can your Iron Man armor cast spells?" Facing Tony's provocation, Harry remained calm and easily defused it.

"Uh, if you want the Iron Man armor to cast spells, it might... take a little time."

"So it's not completely finished yet? It's just an iron shell, which is of no help to me," Harry said with some disdain.

"But I've tested it. Mark 2 can easily defeat an army and can easily defeat more than five fighter jets," Tony said in a boastful tone.

"Okay, I knew that the two incidents reported in the news were both your doing. Then can they withstand curses? Can they defend against magic? Can their combat power be higher than mine?

If that's all it can do, then besides being used as a flying tool, it's of no use at all. Besides, we have teleportation doors."

Harry's series of questions left Stark completely silent. The rooster that had just raised its head lowered it again to look at its claws.

Tony said weakly: "That's right, Mark 2 can't cast magic. It's just an iron shell and it will affect the release of magic.

I have some ideas about magical armor, but I'm stuck on a problem. I can't find a metal material that can conduct magic power efficiently. Even vibranium, which has the highest conductivity efficiency, cannot be used as the main material."

"Haven't you looked for materials in the Kamar-Taj vault?"

"I've looked, but the materials I'm qualified to use aren't strong enough. They're fine for making wands, but they lack sufficient hardness and toughness for making armor," Tony said helplessly.

Harry joked: "My dear Tony, why didn't you ask your respected mentor Harry? Don't forget that I'm the next Sorcerer Supreme."

"Uh, that..."

Hearing Tony's tone, Harry immediately knew that he must be embarrassed.

This situation may seem incredible for the CEO of the world's largest company. After all, which CEO isn't a resourceful guy?

But this is perfectly normal for Tony.

He inherited the world's largest company from a young age, and he's also a genius. He's never had to ask for help and can do whatever he wants without thinking too much.

So Tony is embarrassed!

In order to save Tony some face, Harry suppressed his laughter:

"Ahem, there are still some Uru alloys in the vault. It can absorb and store various energies, especially magical energy. Uru alloy can definitely be used as the main material for magical armor.

However, there isn't much Uru alloy left in the vault. It's probably only enough to make one set of magical armor. Perhaps I can take you to Asgard to trade for Uru alloy later, or the Crossroads dimension."

Tony's personality is a bit awkward, but he will never ignore help. He said in a very low voice: "That... this... thank you Harry, I owe you another favor."

The smile on Harry's face became more and more obvious: "You didn't even call me mentor."

Knock knock knock...

The phone hung up instantly, and Harry finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

...........

The sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows, unreservedly scattering into every corner of the restaurant. The light is like tulle, gently dyeing everything with a faint golden glow.

The table is filled with exquisite delicacies, exuding a delicious and tempting aroma.

Each of these dishes costs hundreds or thousands of dollars. Equal to the expensive price is that their taste is also very good, comparable to the food cooked by house-elves at Hogwarts.

You must know that the lifespan of house-elves is hundreds of years, and there are many house-elves who have worked at Hogwarts for hundreds of years. It is enough to see the chef's level to catch up with the cooking skills of house-elves for hundreds of years in decades.

Harry doesn't value money very much. He spends it when he has it and doesn't save it.

So he invited Gwen to dine at this restaurant. The facts prove that there is a reason for the high price. The taste is indeed good, and the environment is also enjoyable.

Harry ate very happily, ordering one dish after another, and actually ate his fill with a dish that only had a few bites.

But Gwen was a little nervous and unaccustomed to the surrounding environment.

Her family is only middle class and has never eaten in such a luxurious environment.

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Gwen ate gracefully in small bites, a little worried: "Harry, this... this restaurant should be very expensive, right? Will it cost you a lot?"

"No, don't worry about eating. You can't eat me poor. We're all brothers, my money is your money," Harry finished another dish in one bite.

Gwen whispered: "It seems like everyone else around us is looking at us. Are they all looking at us?"

When she sat down to eat, Gwen noticed that the other guests were staring at her and Harry.

She originally thought that there was something wrong with their clothes, but she found that it wasn't the case.

Could it be because Harry's eating style was too inelegant? After all, other guests were taking small bites after cutting the food with knives and forks.

She wanted to remind Harry, but she felt embarrassed, after all, Harry was treating.

"Aowu!" After swallowing another steak in one bite, Harry glanced around and shrugged: "Don't worry, they recognized me. I've been very famous in high society recently. Everyone wants to meet the new shareholder of Stark Industries."

"So that's how it is," Gwen understood, but when she saw Harry eating like this, she couldn't help but wonder if that was really the reason.

What happened next proved Harry's words. Seeing Harry eat his fill and pick up a napkin to wipe the grease from the corners of his mouth, several guests in fancy suits stood up together and trotted to Harry's side, nodding and bowing.

"Mr. Potter, I'm Seneca Atkinson, the chairman of Quantum Technology. I have an investment in a quantum communication project here. You might be interested."

"Mr. Potter, I'm Steven Spielberg. I believe you're no stranger to my work. I have a highly innovative film project on hand - Jurassic Park.

I firmly believe that this film will be a huge success at the box office. I sincerely invite you to join this project. This film is definitely an excellent investment choice that will make a steady profit."

Gwen stared blankly at this scene. Only at this moment did she realize how popular Harry was.

However, seeing Harry calmly handle the big shots who came over, Gwen's eyes lit up. So Harry has this side too!

At this time, a dignified voice sounded: "Gentlemen, can you let me chat with Mr. Potter for a while?"

This voice made Harry feel very familiar. He looked towards the person and showed a surprised expression.

It was actually Tony's elder, Obadiah Stane!