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

Chapter 268 A Simplified Multiverse Tour, Now Beginning!
In the center of the square stands a 100-meter-high crystal fountain. The water jets condense into various strange shapes in the air, sometimes transforming into a giant dragon riding the clouds, and sometimes into a flower fairy dancing gracefully. Each transformation is accompanied by a pleasant tinkling sound of water.

Even more amazing is that the splashing water droplets don't fall, but instead float in the air, refracting a dazzling rainbow of light.

In a corner of the square, there are several suspended arenas where fierce magical duels are taking place. The dazzling magical lights and the cheers of the audience add even more mesmerizing color to this extravagant square.

Strange and Christine were utterly astonished by the magnificent sight before them.

Who the hell said Kamar-Taj is simple?

This is clearly the epitome of extravagance!
"Wait!" Strange pointed ahead in utter shock, then looked at the dilapidated wooden house behind him and asked in confusion:
"Isn't Kamar-Taj supposed to be very simple? What's going on with this square? Even Tony Stark's private villa isn't this extravagant!"

Mordo smiled, looking at the scene before him with pride, and explained:
"Our Kamar-Taj is indeed very simple, but that was back when the Ancient One was the Sorcerer Supreme."

The current Sorcerer Supreme is Sorcerer Porter. As a shareholder of Stark Industries, leader of the multiverse's League of Legends, a VIP of Asgard, and a VIP member of the Crossroads Dimension, he's naturally very wealthy. Therefore, we built the floating city and abandoned our previous simple life.

"A floating city?!" This kind of war fortress from fantasy novels caught the attention of Strange and Christine.

“That’s right, this is the floating city! This one floating city alone has the power to destroy any country in the world. If it were controlled by the Supreme Mage himself, it could even rival a civilization!” Mordo said excitedly.

When the floating city was first established, everyone opposed Harry's construction, since floating cities were just fantastical structures that existed only in fantasy novels and had never existed in reality.

If the project is successfully established, all will be well, but if it fails, a large amount of valuable materials will undoubtedly be lost.

Kamar-Taj wasn't as wealthy back then as it is now. If it failed, even the basic security of many mages would be gone.

Without guaranteed wages, how could so many mages be willing to risk their lives for Kamar-Taj?

Fortunately, Harry succeeded. With the floating city of Kamar-Taj, his power increased dramatically, and with the Mind Stone providing unlimited energy, all the wizards could enjoy resources dozens of times greater than before!
Now, even some wizards who opposed Harry becoming the Sorcerer Supreme have tacitly accepted the fact that Harry has become the Sorcerer Supreme.

From the moment the floating city was built, the entire Kamar-Taj was the era of Harry Potter!
Mordo led Strange and Christine through several turns before finally arriving at a spacious hall.

"This is the sanctuary of the current Sorcerer Supreme, whose name is Harry Potter!" Mordo whispered as he led Strange and Christine through the door.

"Harry Potter, is that his real name?" Strange asked, puzzled.

These words made the conservative Mordo even more dissatisfied with Strange. He frowned and said in a low voice, "I've already said it, forget what you think you know."

"Sorry..." Strange quickly stopped talking.

The interior of the main hall was even more extravagant than the outside, exuding an aura of extreme luxury.

Here, Strange sensed more of the extraordinary. Golden runes meandered across the ground, flowing slowly as if alive, radiating a soft light.

Mysterious paintings hang on the surrounding walls, and the scenes in these paintings are not static, but constantly changing.

These freely changing scrolls are like movies, constantly playing one legendary story after another. In most of these stories, there is the figure of a bald female mage and a young mage holding a staff as tall as a person.

Strange had seen that young wizard before. Although the wizard's face was shrouded in gray mist and could not be seen clearly, judging from his height and age, he was the Sorcerer Supreme, Harry Potter, and the person he was seeking this time!
On either side of the temple, there are two rows of long tables. These tables are not of the European or American style, but rather of the ancient Chinese style.

After all, Kamar-Taj has some deep connection with ancient China.

When Strange and Christine arrived at the center of the temple, a male and a female mage appeared out of nowhere, each placing a strange, round device on their chests.

Just as Strange and Christine were wondering what this was, the two strange, round devices suddenly trembled, then transformed into a flowing silver substance that seeped into their clothes, eventually forming a mage's robe that matched the clothes worn by the surrounding mages.

"This is... nanotechnology?" Strange was a discerning student and could roughly guess what technology the device used.

“That’s right, it is indeed nanotechnology, but some magic has also been incorporated into it.” Just then, a young man wearing a robe adorned with dazzling stars slowly walked over and handed Strange and Christine a cup of tea each.

Strange quickly thanked him, "Thank you, thank you. May I ask who you are?"

Without the mage needing to introduce himself, Mordo approached Strange and whispered a reminder:

"This is the current Supreme Master!"

"Wait, this is the Sorcerer Supreme? He's so young!" Strange said in a hoarse voice, unable to believe it.

He thought the Supreme Master would at least be an elderly, kind and gentle man, aged yet full of energy, but he never expected him to be so young, even decades younger than him, like a child who had just graduated from university.

"Disappointed?" Harry flicked his finger, causing two more cups of tea to float in front of him and Mordo. "Wrinkles and white beards don't increase power. Strength and character are the primary conditions for becoming the Sorcerer Supreme."

Strange suddenly realized that the Sorcerer Supreme was completely different from what he had imagined. He didn't have the otherworldly air of a wizard at all; instead, he was unexpectedly down-to-earth.

“Okay, I see.” He replied somewhat stiffly.

Then there was silence. All the wizards, including the Sorcerer Supreme, stared at Strange and Christine as if they were some strange people.

This situation put a lot of psychological pressure on the two of them, forcing them to lower their heads and drink tea to hide their embarrassment.

At this moment, Christine suddenly looked up and asked curiously:
"Before I came here, I reviewed the case files. You cured a man named Pan Boen? A patient who was completely paralyzed?"

Harry snapped his fingers, and a multitude of exquisite foods appeared out of thin air, landing lightly on the table. He then answered Christine's question:
"I guess so, but that wasn't my achievement; it was my teacher's."

"And what about your teacher?" Christine pressed.

“She passed away a few years ago,” Harry responded sadly.

"Uh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Christine looked guilty.

But to Christine's surprise, Harry's grief seemed different from what she had expected. Harry's sorrow was tinged with a hint of gritted teeth as he muttered:

"It's alright. Although Old Deng is dead, he's not completely gone. At our level, death is never an irreversible phenomenon."

Christine: "???"

Strange: “…”

What's going on here? Is this Supreme Master so... unrestrained?

This is so disrespectful to teachers!

"Ahem!" Mordo coughed loudly, reminding Harry.

Harry then came to his senses and realized that he had deviated from the script, so he awkwardly changed the subject: "Ahem, that's right, that patient is indeed related to my teacher, the Ancient One."

Strange ignored the previous farce; all he wanted now was to heal his hand, so he asked:
"How did your teacher manage to heal the completely damaged spinal cord at both ends of C6 and C8?"

“It wasn’t my teacher who cured him; he couldn’t walk, but my teacher was able to persuade him to walk.”

"Wait, you're not saying that's psychotherapy, are you?" Strange clearly didn't believe it.

Harry didn't care; all of Strange's reactions were exactly what he expected.

"When all your damaged nerves are reconnecting, are you healing yourself, or is your limb healing itself?"

"It's a cell!"

"But cells only repair themselves in their own unique way..."

"Yes."

“What if I told you that your body can convince itself to undergo various forms of restoration?” Harry’s smile widened.

Strange's eyes lit up, and he took a few steps forward, his hands trembling even more violently:

"Are you talking about cell regeneration? That's a very cutting-edge medical technology."

So you're conducting this research because there's no medical association oversight?
I'd like to ask, how's the research on this method going?

Harry and Mordo looked at each other and smiled, but did not answer immediately.

After Harry poured Mordo another cup of tea, he continued:
"It's alright, it can only regenerate bones and bring the dead back to life!"

"Wait, so you've found a way to regenerate cells?" Strange was so excited that his voice trembled noticeably.

However, Harry's answer was destined to disappoint Strange, who said with a meaningful look:

“No, Mr. Strange, we haven’t found a way to regenerate cells, but we do know how to use the soul to better heal the body!”

"Wait, are you saying the soul heals the body?" Strange's expression suddenly froze.

"Yes."

Strange clearly didn't quite believe the news, even though he was certain that magic really existed, but the only known magic was powerful destructive force.

Does the soul really exist?
Is it really possible to heal the body with the soul?

Despite his skepticism, Strange decided to seize the last glimmer of hope and stammered as he asked:

"Uh, okay... alright, so what should we do? Where should we start?"

Harry placed a page of a book in front of Strange; on the right-hand page was a diagram of human anatomy.

However, unlike the structural diagrams found in ordinary hospitals, this diagram shows the human body as containing not organs, but universes.

In one of the universes, Strange saw the name Asgard.

Isn't this a myth?

Why did His Holiness show this to me?

Harry noticed Strange's surprise, but he didn't explain much. Instead, he acted out the script that the Ancient One had prepared long ago:

Do you like this picture?

“Uh, that’s good, but I’ve only ever seen this in gift shops before.”

"What about this?"

"Acupuncture, that's amazing."

"what about this?"

This time, Strange couldn't take it anymore. He turned around, stood next to Harry, and said somewhat awkwardly:

"Sorry, could you please provide me with an MRI image? I don't trust yours."

Harry wasn't angry at Strange's offense and continued to smile, saying:
"These drawings are hand-drawn, like the blind men touching an elephant, seeing only the trees and not the forest."

Therefore, what you perceive is not the real world.

Strange was somewhat disappointed: "Is this your treatment plan? I thought you would be a little more scientific."

"But magic is another scientific system, only the underlying logic is different. Just like water flows downhill, but in magic water can flow uphill."

"Forget it, I shouldn't have placed my hopes on magic. You superheroes are fine with fighting and killing, but you absolutely can't handle such delicate work as neurological treatment. Maybe I should go back quickly and find several well-known hospitals to perform rehabilitation surgery." Strange was utterly disappointed.

Strange's reaction made Harry nod. According to the Ancient One's plan, in this process of the script, Strange needed to first become disappointed in Kamar-Taj, and then use some radical means to make him trust Kamar-Taj again.

Now that the first step is complete, and Strange is utterly disappointed with Kamar-Taj, it's time for the second part!

Christine was still asking them if they could heal Strange, but Harry didn't answer her question. Instead, he walked up to the two of them and placed his hands on their chests.

The next moment, their souls were projected out by spirits and floated in the air. Just as their souls showed an expression of utter surprise and were about to say something, Harry quickly snapped his fingers.

A simplified tour of the multiverse, begin now!
"Ahhh!"

Amidst a series of piercing screams, Strange and Christine were thrown by Harry into a tunnel connecting different parallel universes.

The two felt a tremendous force shove them, causing them to accelerate suddenly and crash through the temple walls, appearing high in the sky.

Looking down, they were astonished to see a floating city the size of a city, perched atop the Himalayas!
(End of this chapter)