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

Chapter 264 The Civil War Battlefield Where Death Is Impossible, The Heroic Battle Continues to Heat Up!
The Sorcerer Supreme's suggestion would undoubtedly bring the Avengers, a powerful superhuman organization, under his control, rather than subjecting them to the joint control of numerous countries within the United Nations.

How could representatives from so many countries possibly agree to this?

So they all refused.

"This... Sorcerer Supreme, the Avengers are a neutral organization and should not be controlled by any country!"

“Your proposal is excellent, but it cannot consist entirely of Kamar-Taj sorcerers; it must also include members from other countries.”

"Our country can also send some superhumans to join the special review team!"

Harry smiled at everyone without answering. Just then, he suddenly sensed the movement outside and was startled. Then, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible joy.

Good heavens, this is like a pillow delivered just when you're sleepy. I never expected these remnants of Hydra to be so sensible as to attack at this time.

Meanwhile, standing by a floor-to-ceiling window, her fingertips unconsciously caressed the vibranium necklace on her chest as she looked out through the huge glass window.

The hustle and bustle of the plaza downstairs suddenly froze eerily. He keenly noticed the anomaly—three men in worker uniforms were pushing a cleaning cart and, instead of heading towards the west parking lot, deliberately avoided the metal detector at the security checkpoint.

The leader's work clothes sleeve slipped down half an inch, revealing a faint hydra tattoo beneath his exposed skin.

The air suddenly became viscous, and T'Challa's pupils contracted violently.

The cleaning truck's wheels were stuck in the gaps between the paving stones, revealing a corner of the black box underneath the vehicle, with ethereal blue energy ripples spreading outwards along the metal frame.

On a distant street corner, a hooded woman held her phone above her head, the camera not pointed at the building, but fixed on the entrance to the conference hall behind her.

"Something's wrong!" T'Challa roared, charging towards his father, T'Chaka, preparing to tackle him at the center of the explosion.

Meanwhile, Black Widow, who was in the audience, immediately lay down, and the others were thrown into chaos, realizing that a terrorist attack had taken place.

The next moment, before T'Challa could even reach his father, the shrill sound of shattering glass tore through the air, and shards of glass, carrying scorching heat waves, rained down on everyone like steel needles.

"No!" T'Challa roared in frustration, but he was too late and couldn't get to his father's side.

If his father were hit by the explosion, his father, who wasn't wearing vibranium armor, would have a very low chance of survival!
However, it seemed that his prayers had worked. Although the force of the explosion had already broken through the wall and was about to engulf his father, the explosion did not affect them until he tackled his father to the ground.

One second, two seconds, three seconds—even if T'Challa was stupid, he knew that something had changed.

The explosion that could have killed at least dozens of high-ranking officials has suddenly vanished without a trace!

"The Sorcerer Supreme!" T'Challa immediately thought of the mysterious Sorcerer Supreme. Only the Sorcerer Supreme possessed this ability to neutralize the power of an explosion.

So T'Challa and some of the national representatives who had noticed the anomaly slowly stood up and cautiously looked in Harry's direction.

Then he saw Harry standing on a constantly rotating golden magic circle, one hand outstretched, the green necklace on his chest emitting a dazzling emerald light.

In front of him, a transparent shield stood, shutting out all the scorching heat from the outside world, like an indestructible wall, leaving a haven for everyone in the conference room and preventing them from suffering fatal harm!

In this setting, dappled sunlight filtered through the gaps in the broken wall, illuminating Harry's handsome face and creating fragmented spots of light that made him appear almost divine.

A few seconds later, Harry, with a bright smile, asked:

"Don't be afraid, everyone, this is nothing. But what have you thought about it? Do you agree to my proposal?"

The matter was over, and they were temporarily safe. Some representatives immediately expressed their gratitude to Harry:

"As expected of the strongest superhero, if it weren't for the Sorcerer Supreme, we might already be dead!"

Despite their gratitude, they remained firmly opposed to Harry's suggestion.

After all, they represent the interests of a country, and they cannot change their minds because of personal gains or losses simply because Harry saved them.

One of the representatives said somewhat embarrassedly:

“I’m sorry, Venerable Master, although you saved me, I now represent my country and cannot let personal interests affect the interests of the country.”

Therefore, my answer is still no…

Just as representatives from other countries were about to refuse as well, the transparent magical shield in front of Harry suddenly trembled, and a wisp of the large amount of heat and kinetic energy sealed within it escaped, burning the hair of the representative from the country that had just refused.

The national representative stroked his scorched hair, no longer daring to continue speaking, staring at Harry with trembling eyes.

Harry gave the representative an apologetic smile and nodded apologetically.

"Sorry, I have a heart condition. My magic tends to go out of control when I hear things that upset me. You all need to be careful, because if my magic goes out of control, the explosions I sealed away will spread again!"

"This……"

"No! Help!"

"This must be a threat!"

The national representatives wanted to say something, but they couldn't utter a single word. They were afraid that if they uttered a single word, the explosion would spread out of control around them and kill them.

Seeing that the time was right, Harry changed his attitude and smiled slightly:

"Don't be nervous, everyone. I agree with your suggestion. We can have countries send superhumans to join the dedicated monitoring team. This way, we can ensure that the Avengers remain under the control of the United Nations."

Upon hearing this, representatives from many countries breathed a sigh of relief and began to agree to Harry's proposal.

"I agree!"

"Seconded!"

"Seconded!"

In this way, although the exclusive surveillance team remains under the control of Kamar-Taj, other countries have not lost control of the exclusive surveillance team.

If they can still know the Avengers' movements and manipulate their actions through a joint vote, then they have achieved their goal!
Although this might not satisfy the leadership and could very well lead to their dismissal upon returning, they had neither betrayed the country's interests nor suffered any "accidental" deaths, making it the best possible outcome!
After all, they were just mortals... After the new Sokovia Accords were signed, Harry nodded in satisfaction, then snapped his fingers lightly. Crimson chaotic magic spread within the magic shield, devouring and annihilating the explosive energy within. In just a few seconds, the explosive energy that had seemed to put immense pressure on Harry completely dissipated.

Seeing this, many national representatives thought to themselves, "Sure enough, what 'out of control'? You did it on purpose!"

……

The moment you step into the mirror space, the physical laws of reality twist and recombine like a shattered mirror. Everything seems to be the same as before, yet there are some differences.

Corresponding to the real world, the mirror space is a suburban airport in Germany. However, unlike the real world, this airport is dilapidated, as if it has been abandoned for hundreds of years. This is Harry's doing, as he thinks this style of competition venue is more suitable.

As dusk fell, the airport runway turned a steely gray, and two rows of figures faced each other like mirror images.

Captain America stood at the front of the left flank, his blue eyes fixed on the opposite side, his expression cold and resolute.

Bucky, the Winter Soldier beside him, wore a mechanical arm with a cold gleam on its metallic surface. His black combat suit was taut over his muscular body, and his eyes were wary yet somewhat bewildered.

Falcon Sam, with his Redwing aircraft spread out, his orange and black battle suit billowing in the wind, his face full of resolute determination.

Besides them, Ant-Man and Hawkeye were also positioned at the rear, equally ready for action.

On the other side, Iron Man Tony Stark was wearing a brand-new magical nanotech armor, with blue light flowing from the reactor on his chest, and excited eyes beneath his mask.

Beside him stood Natasha, the Black Widow, dressed in a tight-fitting black suit, her sleek red hair tied back.

On the other side was T'Challa, the black panther clad in vibranium armor. Even Harry's brother Peter stood further back, excitedly watching the battlefield and waving to Harry, who stood between the two groups.

Silence spread between the two sides, with only the hum of the aircraft and the subtle sound of energy flowing through the armor. The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder, as if even the wind held its breath, waiting for the impending conflict.

"Ahem~" At this moment, Harry coughed softly in the middle of the two groups. The sound was not loud, but it successfully attracted everyone's attention.

Once everyone's attention was on him, Harry began reading the prepared script:

"Given that the Avengers are already dissatisfied with each other, but are unable to take action for various reasons, Harry Potter, the leader of the multiverse alliance, is here to mediate."

This space is a mirror space I created, and under the influence of chaotic magic, all the rules within it are temporarily under my control. You can act freely here without fear of killing each other.

Therefore, here you can go all out, beat up that hateful face on the other side, torture them mercilessly, make them wish they were dead..."

Just as Harry was getting more and more excited, Steve and Tony suddenly felt dizzy and stopped him.

Steve said helplessly, "Harry, it's not that bad. Our conflict hasn't reached that point yet."

Tony's face darkened slightly: "Harry, I don't want him to suffer a fate worse than death. Let him learn a lesson he doesn't deserve!"

"You think you can beat me?" Steve said, displeased with Tony's confidence.

“I think so, beating you would be as easy as breathing!” Tony raised an eyebrow.

The two seemed about to start arguing again, but Harry stopped them in time, waving his hand to silence them, and continued:

"Please be quiet, both sides, and let me finish explaining the rules!"
I, Harry Potter the Sorcerer Supreme, Wanda the Scarlet Witch, and Gwen Stacy the Supreme, will serve as the referees.

First, both sides may use lethal weapons during the competition. Everyone knows that this is a true life-or-death war, so please cooperate to kill each other.

Secondly, the site can be destroyed at will without worrying about damaging anything; even a nuclear bomb could be used to completely destroy the airport.

Third, the match will only end when one side is completely incapacitated, or dies or surrenders. Otherwise, the match will continue until a result is determined.

Fourth, the winner will gain most of the power in the Avengers for the next year, deciding their future actions, and the game will restart with my help a year later.

These are all the rules for this competition. Now, please enjoy the battle!

As soon as Harry finished speaking, the two sides suddenly rushed towards each other. Since none of them would actually die, these heroes attacked the most dangerous spots, which was more ruthless than even against supervillains.

The airport, shrouded in twilight, instantly transformed into a boiling battlefield, where the clash of metal and magic tore through the air.

The silver arc drawn by Captain America's shield collided with the blue beam of light fired from Iron Man's palm cannon, before crashing into the twisted metal debris.

Tony's nanotech armor instantly reassembled its protective layers, and Steve's taut jawline was reflected in his pupils beneath the mask.

Steve caught the shield that bounced towards him, his body enveloped in shimmering lightning, in preparation for Tony's powerful magical attack.

These former comrades-in-arms were now like two trapped beasts, attacking each other's vital points with all their might, especially between their legs.

"Old man, I've had my eye on you for a long time. Come on, let me see what you're really capable of. You always lecture me like that?"

Tony's roar, mixed with the buzzing of energy overload, caused a massive magic circle to form in front of him. A terrifying repulsive force surged out instantly, sending Steve flying and smashing through walls.

Because of Harry's loan agreement, the intensity of the battle between the two sides continued to escalate, and each of them was able to exert strength surpassing that of the Hulk. Even the previously weakest Black Widow was able to use her telekinesis to tear apart the large plane flying towards her.

On the other side, war machines are locked in a fierce battle with falcons amidst the clouds, missile exhausts turning the twilight crimson.

Rhodes' particle cannon grazed the Redwing aircraft, Sam flipped over and threw out an electromagnetic pulse blast, and in the shockwave of the explosion, Black Panther flashed like a dark green lightning bolt, his vibranium claws tearing through Winter Soldier's tactical vest.

It's possible that because the Winter Soldier previously served Hydra, and Hydra even attempted to attack the UN conference room at a recent UN meeting, Black Panther's father, T'Chaka, would have been dead without Harry's help.

So Black Panther swung his fist with all his might and struck Winter Soldier hard in the head.

Neither of them has signed a loan agreement with Harry yet, so neither of them is a match for the others and they can only fight each other.

On the other side, Harry's brother, Spider-Man Peter Parker, suddenly charges at the gigantic Ant-Man.

The spider totem on his chest suddenly lit up, using the web of fate to enhance his power.

Then he leaped high into the air and punched Ant-Man in the forehead, sending the tens-of-meters-tall Ant-Man flying!
(End of this chapter)