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

At that moment, despite the imminent start of the Quidditch match, Angelina showed no sign of anxiety. Instead, she gracefully walked towards Harry: "Hey, Harry, look at your clothes, they're a bit disheveled."

Angelina's lips curled into a slight smile, her voice soft and sweet, her eyes sparkling.

As she spoke, she naturally reached out, seemingly to help Harry tidy his clothes, but in reality, her fingers gently caressed the fabric, occasionally brushing against Harry's shoulders and arms.

The movements seemed unintentional, but they revealed a hint of girlish cunning and boldness.

After adjusting his collar, Angelina didn't stop. Instead, she slightly tiptoed and leaned closer to Harry's ear.

Her warm breath gently brushed against Harry's ear, carrying a hint of ambiguity: "Little Harry, after the match, would you like your sister to give you a relaxing massage? My techniques are quite something, you know~"

As she spoke, she playfully stuck out the tip of her tongue and lightly licked the corner of her mouth. The unintentional charm she exuded made Harry's heart beat faster.

This made Harry sigh inwardly: "What a captivating little enchantress."

However, Harry in the Marvel world was an adult. Because he was popular, he had also had girlfriends. How could a thirteen or fourteen-year-old witch be his match?

So, instead of retreating, he welcomed Angelina's approaching body and took a step forward, instantly closing the distance between them until they were almost touching.

He seemed to be nibbling on Angelina's earlobe as he whispered, "Then thank you, senior. After the match, let's find a secluded classroom and have a good talk!"

Angelina's cheeks flushed instantly, the blush spreading from her earlobes all the way down her neck. A hint of panic and shyness flashed in her eyes.

She had not expected Harry to respond so boldly and directly. Her body trembled slightly, and she was momentarily speechless, unsure of how to respond.

At that moment, Madam Hooch's voice came, announcing that the match was about to begin, relieving the embarrassed Angelina.

The little witch quickly retreated, not daring to look at Harry for a moment, and turned to run towards the Quidditch pitch.

Watching Angelina's fleeing figure, Harry's lips curled into a slight smile: "Cute little girl."

Harry also walked towards the stadium. However, just as he passed through the lounge and reached out to push open the door leading to the stadium, the scene before him suddenly changed like a shattered dream.

In an instant, the cheers and shouts that had filled his ears came to an abrupt halt, as if wiped away by an invisible hand.

Looking up, the sky was no longer filled with colorful flags waving in the wind, and the familiar Quidditch pitch had disappeared without a trace.

Instead, there was the still brightly lit New York City under the night sky, and the continuous explosions coming from not far away.

He had traveled again!

Looking back, he saw the portal slowly dissipating in mid-air, strands of golden aura fading away like fireworks, leaving only the lingering magical aura in the air.

It was clear that this portal had triggered the concept of "door", allowing him to travel to the wizarding world.

Without delay, Harry quickly calmed down, drew his wand, took out his flying broom from his pocket dimension, and then cast an invisibility spell on himself:

"Disillusionment!"

In an invisible state, he straddled the flying broom, clamped the broom handle tightly with his legs, tapped the ground lightly with his toes, and dashed towards the direction of the explosion like a black phantom.

The wind howled in his ears, making his clothes flutter. During the rapid flight, Harry recalled the matters he needed to handle in the multiverse world.

First of all, he sensed that Peter might be in danger, so he came to protect Peter and deal with the explosion.

After that, he would cooperate deeply with S.H.I.E.L.D., develop more lenders within it, visit Gwen's house, and build a lending network platform.

He also needed to go to Asgard with Tony to purchase a large amount of Uru alloy and use the Uru alloy and Vibranium to make projectiles for the railgun.

Oh, yes, and most importantly, he had to beat up the inherently evil God of Mischief, engage him in hand-to-hand combat, and finally let him taste the power of the railgun!

The location Harry pinpointed was not far from the explosion site, only about two kilometers away, and he quickly arrived.

After arriving, he did not sense Peter's presence nearby. Obviously, he had arrived earlier than Peter.

Harry stood firmly on the roof of an office building, the biting cold wind whistling past, making his clothes flutter violently.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze sharp, piercing through the layers of smoke and reflecting the chaotic street scene below.

The scene before him was a mess, in stark contrast to the prosperity of the past.

The streets that were once bustling with traffic and people were now reduced to a chaotic battlefield.

The continuous explosions rose and fell, deafening, intertwined with the shrill sirens and tragic screams, forming a tragic symphony.

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In the center of the street, a huge yellow-green monster charged wildly down the street, its thick limbs flailing recklessly, easily overturning everything in its path, such as cars, streetlights, and trash cans.

The shops on the street suffered one after another, the shop windows were smashed to pieces, the goods were scattered all over the ground, and a raging fire burned in the ruins, with thick smoke billowing over the entire street.

Some soldiers and detectives, holding guns, kept shooting at the green monster.

But the weapons that were fatal to humans, when hitting the monster's hard as a rock skin, were like mosquito bites, unable to cause even a trace of damage to it.

The sound of gunfire would instead attract the attention of the yellow-green monster, causing it to suddenly leap to the side of the soldiers and detectives, and then slam down its fan-sized fist.

The sounds of 'poof poof poof' rang out continuously, and the bodies of the soldiers instantly flew out like kites with broken strings, crashing heavily against the walls on the side of the street, and then weakly sliding down, leaving shocking bloodstains on the walls.

Mortals, facing inhuman monsters, simply cannot compete with them.

Seeing the tragedy before him, Harry frowned tightly.

The concept that Harry had received since childhood was to protect the Earth. In the face of this grand mission, if necessary, in order to achieve the ultimate goal of protecting the Earth, a single human individual might become a sacrificial price.

But this does not mean that when he sees groups of fresh lives being slaughtered at will by a monster before his eyes, he will be indifferent.

Especially when he clearly has the ability to stop this tragedy, he simply cannot ignore it.

Riding his flying broom, Harry swooped down from the sky like a black lightning bolt, and as the yellow-green monster was about to kill a crying little girl by the roadside, he drew his wand and shouted loudly:

"Protego (Shield Charm)!"

In an instant, a transparent protective shield enveloped the crying little girl, like an indestructible barrier, firmly blocking between the monster and the little girl.

Bang!

The yellow-green monster's fist collided with the shield. To everyone's surprise, the seemingly thin shield actually blocked the yellow-green monster's fist, which was enough to easily crush gold and split rocks, without causing the little girl any harm!

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