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

Chapter 192 Return to the Wizarding World
In the world of One Piece, if being able to cut through steel with a blade is the mark of a swordsman's mastery, then being able to unleash long-range flying slashes is the mark of a true swordsman.

Sword masters are already rare strongmen on the sea, and great sword masters are the most outstanding among them, each with their own unique style.

For example, their distinctive battle record, the famous sword they carry, or their superb domineering aura, etc...

Although the person in front of me has not yet shown his prowess, from the blade forged by lightning and the terrifying slashes containing thunder, it can be seen that this person is no ordinary swordsman, but has definitely reached the strength of a great swordsman!
Damn!

Who exactly is this person? I don't remember having any enmity with any great swordsman!
At this moment, Arlong was certain that the person in front of him was definitely not Nami. Even if Nami accidentally obtained the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, it was impossible for her to possess such amazing swordsmanship in such a short time!
Therefore, the person in front of you is definitely not Nami, but a powerful stranger disguised as Nami!
As for how this powerful figure disguised himself as Nami, Arlong no longer wanted to investigate.

On this vast ocean full of miracles, such abilities are extremely rare.

All he wants now is to try to make peace with the great swordsman in front of him, even though he has already killed dozens of murlocs.

After all, if this continues, and the great swordsman strikes a few more times, the entire Arlong Pirates will be wiped out!

Thinking of this, Arlong quickly looked at Nami and pleaded:

"This unknown powerful figure, we don't know what Arlong Pirates did to offend you. If you're willing to let us go, we're willing to pay any price!"

Harry glanced indifferently at the pleading Aaron, but did not stop. He unleashed two more flying slashes, each tens of meters high.

These two slashes instantly killed most of the murlocs by cutting them in half at the waist!
Seeing that Harry had no intention of stopping, Aaron clenched his fists, his teeth grinding, but for the sake of his fishman brothers, he suddenly knelt down, kowtowing and pleading:
"No, don't kill my brothers! I... I beg you, please spare them!"

Harry unleashed two more flying slashes, killing most of the fishmen except for Arlong. He then slowly walked to Arlong and said indifferently:
"No, you don't know you're wrong, you just know you're about to die!"

After saying that, he suddenly brought down his knife. Ah Long, who was frantically fighting back because his brothers were all dead, suddenly stiffened and split in two, with a large amount of internal organs flying out along with blood.

A transparent shield protected Nami, preventing any blood from bypassing it and landing on her.

Harry then continued deeper into the camp, killing the remaining lone mermen.

Finally, Harry stopped in front of the last fishman, and just as he was about to bring his sword down, he suddenly heard Nami's shout in his mind:
"and many more!"

Harry stopped, frowning slightly as he asked:

"What's wrong, Nami? This is the last one!"

He sensed a conflicted emotion emanating from Nami—a hint of hatred, but mostly rationality. She took a deep breath and said in a low voice:

“We need to leave one alive so he can leak the news that the Arlong Pirates are colluding with the 16th Marine Division. Otherwise, even if you wipe out the Arlong Pirates, I will still be wanted and hunted by the Marines after you leave!”

Harry nodded in agreement with Nami, but he still extended his index finger and shot out a white lightning bolt, which struck the octopus-man's limbs, rendering it unable to resist.

Only in this way can we be absolutely certain of success!
Immediately afterwards, Ha used his telekinesis to lift the octopus-man's body and carry him toward Sicilia Village.

After leaving Arlong's camp for a while, Nami finally came to her senses and realized what had just happened.

She couldn't help but sob in her mind's eye, her voice trembling as she said:
"Harry, thank you so much! If it weren't for you, I might never have been able to escape Aaron's control for the rest of my life!"

You not only saved me, but you also saved the entire village of Cecilia. I will always remember your kindness!

Harry smiled brightly and said in a soft, warm tone:

"Nami, no need to be so polite. Of course, if you really want to thank me, you can help me collect some Devil Fruits in this world. I'm very interested in these extraordinary plants with supernatural powers."

Nami, without hesitation, choked up and said:

"Of course, I'll set sail soon and help you find those Devil Fruits!"

As they approached the village of Cecilia, Harry suddenly stopped, his brow furrowed.

Unbeknownst to him, the time spent in this dream journey had already reached a certain level, and he needed to withdraw his consciousness!
Before leaving, Harry responded with a smile:
"Since you're willing to help me collect Devil Fruits, I'll naturally offer some assistance as well."

Afterwards, I will transfer my power to you. Although it won't be as powerful as when I used it myself, it will be enough to give you some ability to protect yourself, at least enough to defeat someone of Arlong's level.

Upon hearing Harry's words, Nami was overjoyed, her face filled with disbelief. She covered her mouth, as if afraid that everything that was happening was a dream.

In an instant, she transformed from a physically weak woman into a powerful figure capable of defeating Ah Long; it was an incredible metamorphosis.

She quickly pressed for an answer:

"You...you're really willing to transfer your power to me? This is amazing!"

However, she waited a moment but did not hear Harry's reply.

Therefore, it was only at this moment that she realized she had regained control of her body. If she had been able to regain control of her body when Harry had just taken it away, she would have been overjoyed.

But now that she knows Harry meant no harm and even helped her defeat Aaron, she feels empty inside and can't help but worry.

Could all of this really just be a dream?
However, Nami soon felt a hot, warm current flowing through her body.

This warm current was the very medium through which Harry cast his magic!
At the same time, Harry's voice echoed in his mind:

"It's time, I'm going back now. I'll create a chat group and contact you again later. Of course, I'll also introduce you to a companion; I think you'll be interested in her world!"

Upon hearing Harry's words, Nami trembled all over, and her eyes had already become wet with tears.

"Thank goodness, this isn't a dream, thank goodness!"

Just then, several figures wielding steel forks rushed over from a distance; they were the villagers of Sissia Village.

The one leading them was Nami's older sister, Nojiko. After seeing that Nami was unharmed, she breathed a long sigh of relief and suddenly ran forward to hug Nami.

But at that moment, Nojiko heard the villagers' exclamations:

"This is—Hachi, a member of the Arlong Pirates!"

……

Harry's soul was pulled by a tremendous force, returning from the distant pirate world to the vast multiverse. When Harry opened his eyes again, he was already in the familiar training room.

When he woke up, he felt a sharp pain in his brain. Sure enough, even for him, it was extremely difficult to cross the vast distance and travel to other worlds.

Harry focused intently on the screen and began to meditate. After a moment, once the throbbing pain in his mind subsided, he stood up.

Meanwhile, the dense matrix of runes on the ground had already broken due to overload, and the remaining material on it had turned into a wisp of sand.

Harry instructed Hedwig to record the information in his mind so that they could continue to refine the cross-world dream journey later.

After a day's rest, Harry continued to improve the construction of the floating city and began to establish cross-dimensional chat groups between different worlds.

Perfecting the cross-world dreamwalking technique is relatively simple. Harry felt that after making sufficient preparations, he could complete it by conducting a few more dreamwalks and gathering enough information.

Unlike cross-dimensional chat groups, which require a stable flow of information to build, the chaotic primordial power that serves as a substitute for information transmission is inherently an extremely unstable entity.

Therefore, even though Harry is now able to influence the power of Chaos, he still cannot create a stable interdimensional chat group.

However, Harry quickly came up with a way to solve the problem.

If a stable platform could be created in a wizarding world filled with chaotic magic, it might be possible to establish a stable cross-dimensional chat group using that platform.

The instant the idea came to Harry, he immediately thought of the best solution as a vehicle.

That is to use ancient magic and runes to create sufficiently stable magical artifacts, just like the three holy relics of Death!
Meanwhile, Harry also needs to return to the wizarding world to deal with the Basilisk problem.

After all, the snake voice has already been analyzed!
So Harry pushed open the door to the training room and, using the door as a medium, returned to the wizarding world!

……

The process remained the same. The environment gradually faded until the last lines disappeared quickly, leaving only the outlines and reconstructed images of the world, which then appeared before Harry, much like painting on a blank canvas.

Once his vision cleared, he found himself inside his dormitory.

With a faint smile, he casually returned to his bed, sat up, opened the window, and teased Hedwig, who flew in.

At this moment, Ron walked over, cautiously looking around. Finding that his three roommates hadn't noticed them, he whispered:

"Harry, do you think the professors can solve this problem? You know, in the legends of Hogwarts, it's the Basilisk kept by Slytherin! It must be an extremely terrifying magical creature!"

Harry comforted him:
"Don't worry, Dumbledore isn't necessarily weaker than Slytherin, not to mention there are other professors. They'll handle the basilisk perfectly."

That's what they say, but Harry wasn't sure either, otherwise he wouldn't have returned to the multiverse to analyze Parseltongue.

After all, in his perception, this was no ordinary basilisk!
Its body surface seemed to be covered with an extremely violent layer of chaotic magic!

If I'm not mistaken, then it should be ancient magic from the wizarding world!

(End of this chapter)