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

A hint of doubt couldn't help but rise in Harry's heart. He had indeed met George before.

In the past, George would occasionally drive Gwen, and they had met several times as a result.

But at this moment, the expression on George's face was definitely not just a reaction caused by those few encounters; there was obviously another reason.

A thought suddenly flashed through Harry's mind – Gwen had mentioned that her father was the chief of the New York Police Department. An idea instantly surfaced in his mind: Could George have seen the video of his battle with Abomination?

In the battle with Abomination, although Harry deliberately made some disguises, he only slightly altered his appearance.

He did this simply because he didn't want to be disturbed in his daily life afterward.

After all, high-level government officials already knew his true identity. For those at the top of the power structure, his information was not a secret and didn't need to be concealed.

As the chief of the New York Police Department, George was clearly not qualified to access classified government information.

His current strangeness towards him was likely, as he guessed, based on years of experience in handling cases, judging from his clothing and actions, suspecting that he was the mysterious mage in the battle video.

Now, Harry was somewhat hesitant.

He didn't know whether to expose his identity as a mage in front of Gwen's family.

After much deliberation, he decided to let everything take its course.

After all, it would seem absurd to directly inform Gwen's family that he was the heir to the world's number one violent organization on his first visit.

That was really not good.

But Harry also knew clearly in his heart that being honest with Gwen was already imminent.

Their feelings had rapidly warmed up during this time, and they had both fallen in love with each other.

He really couldn't imagine what Gwen's reaction would be if she discovered his true identity without any warning in the future.

That scene might be interesting, or it might be hell.

That was also not good.

Moreover, there was an extremely important matter, which was that Harry also wanted to see if Gwen possessed magical talent.

He recently had many types of magical talents in his hands: Kamar-Taj magic, wizard magic, Rune magic, and Fate Weaving magic.

Among these distinct styles of magic, there was bound to be one that resonated with Gwen.

He really couldn't imagine that the lovely and charming Gwen would be like Uncle Ben and Peter, lacking any magical talent and being a crude magical idiot.

The lovely Gwen would definitely become an excellent mage!

He had great confidence in Gwen!

Many thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, but in the real world, all of this happened in just a few seconds. To outsiders, Harry had only been slightly stunned for a moment.

Soon, Harry came back to his senses, and a very affable smile quickly appeared on his face. The smile was warm and sincere, making people involuntarily feel goodwill.

He leaned forward slightly and said politely and enthusiastically: "Uncle George, we met a few times when you came to pick up Gwen from school before."

George was just asking casually. In his heart, the mysterious mage could not possibly be equated with the young man in front of him.

Not to mention that he was Gwen's boyfriend, his soon-to-be son-in-law who had not yet officially taken office but had already made him feel annoyed.

Thinking of this, George only felt an inexplicable fire rushing to his head, his teeth chattering.

The Harry in front of him, although born handsome and indeed pleasing in appearance, now in George's eyes, all these advantages had become his evidence of guilt.

He was thinking, how could this kid abduct his precious daughter?

The more George thought about it, the angrier he became, and the look in his eyes towards Harry added a bit more disgust.

George had nowhere to vent his unhappiness and was about to speak, giving this kid who ran away with his daughter a little embarrassment.

Gwen's mother, Helen, noticed the movement at the door, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she trotted over.

Don't look at Helen's figure being less strong than George's, a whole circle smaller, but she gently bumped and squeezed George aside.

Compared to George, Helen's attitude towards Harry was too enthusiastic.

She affectionately took Harry's hand, her eyes wandering back and forth on his face and body, nodding constantly, her satisfied expression almost overflowing.

Harry's handsome appearance made anyone who saw him couldn't help but take a second look.

Hearing Gwen say that he had a gentle temper and was also an excellent student, Helen couldn't help but sigh softly in her heart, glancing at George without a trace, secretly comparing. Why didn't she meet such a perfect boy when she was young?

Thinking like this, Helen imperceptibly disliked George for a moment, and then walked to Harry's side with a smile, enthusiastically starting the conversation: "Harry, tell me about your family, and what sports do you usually like?"

Helen was too enthusiastic towards Harry, to the point that Gwen, as her daughter, seemed to be forgotten in the corner.

Gwen looked at her mother and Harry talking happily, and a hint of jealousy couldn't help but rise in her heart.

She pouted slightly, her brows furrowed, and said in a slightly coquettish tone: "Mom, I'm still here. Don't forget, we specially invited Harry to dinner today!"

Helen suddenly reacted, raised her hand and gently patted her head, with a bit of apology on her face, turned to look at Harry and said:

"Sweetheart, you and Gwen sit here for a while. The food will be ready soon. Although my cooking skills are not at the level of a top chef, they are not bad. I believe you will like it!"

The powerful Chaos Dominator nodded honestly and smiled: "Okay, thank you, Aunt Helen."

Without letting Harry wait long, Helen and George came out of the kitchen and placed the food on the dining table.

I have to say, Helen really didn't lie. Although her cooking skills were not comparable to a little elf, this level had already reached the ranks of a chef.

During the meal, Helen's gaze always fell on Harry intentionally or unintentionally. Seeing him eating with relish, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, and she opened her mouth seemingly casually:

"Gwen has been learning cooking from me, and her current skills are on par with mine. In the future, which young man marries her will be lucky!"

Hearing this, Harry's mouth curled into a hearty smile, generously responding to Helen's gaze.

And Gwen, who was on the side, instantly blushed like a burning cloud when she heard her mother's words, quickly spreading from her cheeks to the roots of her ears.

They both knew what Helen meant, and neither of them denied it.

George had just put a chicken leg in his mouth, and seeing this scene, he instantly felt bored.

Just as everyone was sitting around the table, the atmosphere was harmonious, a broadcast suddenly came from the TV:

"Just now, our city's hero Spider-Man successfully rounded up a group of bank robbers.

It is worth mentioning that this matter has attracted the attention of Iron Man Tony Stark, who said that he will personally tailor a high-tech suit for Spider-Man to help him better protect the city."

Seeing this, Harry smiled.

Sure enough, what the Ancient One had said was right. Peter was indeed a born hero, just lacking an opportunity.

Now that the most difficult opportunity had been filled, he had truly become a superhero, the good neighbor of New York.

Recently, Peter ran out whenever he had free time, and he was hardly seen at home.

If Harry hadn't told Uncle Ben and Aunt May in advance that Peter was Spider-Man, they would definitely be worried about Peter.

As for Tony publicly stating that he would send Spider-Man a high-tech suit, this was actually Harry's request.

Otherwise, with Tony's style, how could he have the leisure to personally design a suit for a stranger?

Unless that person was his never-before-seen biological son!

"Humph!" At this time, George snorted coldly, his already bad expression even more frosty. He curled his lips, his face full of disgust, "What a hateful spider, jumping up and down all day, doing illegal things, and I don't know how much trouble he has caused the police department."

"No, Dad, you're wrong!" Gwen didn't know why, but a strong impulse welled up in her heart, instinctively wanting to refute George's words, as if guided by fate, "Spider-Man is a well-deserved hero. He cracked down on crime and punished many criminals that police detectives couldn't handle!"

George's face was full of dissatisfaction, his tone full of disdain, blurting out: "That's purely criminal behavior. He has no law enforcement power at all, and he casually intervenes in cases. Isn't that messing around?"

At this time, Helen slowly put down the knife and fork in her hand, her movements gentle, and said lightly: "No, I also support Gwen. Spider-Man is a righteous superhero."

Her words were light, and her voice was not high, but like a majestic mountain, heavily pressing on George's heart, making George's anger like being splashed with a basin of cold water, the rebuttal that came to his mouth was forcibly choked back, making his face flush red.

George could only glare at Harry, who was secretly laughing, angrily saying: "What about you? What do you think of Spider-Man?"

In a short moment, Harry knew who had the absolute say in this family.

Thinking about it, Harry said without hesitation: "I also think Spider-Man is a superhero."

In fact, Harry felt that Peter was just a clumsy kid, not at all like a superhero.

But in the current situation, it was right to stroke Aunt Helen's fur!

Sure enough, Helen smiled with satisfaction when she heard Harry's answer.

Helen happily kept putting vegetables into Harry's bowl, only George's wounded world was achieved.

Harry ate very full and was very satisfied with this meal.

After dinner, Aunt Helen cleared the dishes while urging them to go out for a walk.

Harry and Gwen went for a stroll in the nearby park. On the way, Harry unknowingly took Gwen's soft hand.

Gwen's face flushed instantly, full of shyness, but she didn't break free, letting Harry pull her towards the dark grove.

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