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

Chapter 271 Harry: Go wild, I'll cover for you!
Strange certainly didn't want to freeze to death. He had just found Kamar-Taj and was certain that he would be cured in the future. He had a bright future ahead of him, so how could he just die here like this?

Strange stood up unsteadily, waving his hands in an attempt to open the portal.

But no matter how he tried, only a few sparks were generated, and there was no sign of the portal opening.

This scene was witnessed by Harry and Mordo, who were located in the floating city.

The two were inside the temple, and although there was nothing in front of them, they seemed to be staring at something together.

Mordo was somewhat worried and instinctively wanted to reach out his hand to help Strange and bring him back to life.

Strange doesn't look like someone who could successfully open a portal. If this continues, the highly talented Strange could very well die.

But just as he took a step, Harry reached out and stopped him:

"Don't worry, don't interfere with him, he will definitely succeed!"

"But……"

"Don't worry, I'm here, everything will be fine!"

But no sooner had Harry finished speaking than the two of them suddenly realized that Strange had fainted and was lying on the cold rock, unconsciously taking off his clothes.

This is undoubtedly a sign of severe hypothermia!
Mordo glanced at Harry without saying a word and remarked:
“This doesn’t look like everything is alright. He has failed. I’m bringing him back.”

But Harry laughed and said, "Where did he fail?"

Just then, a dazzling green light enveloped Strange's body, as if time had reversed, and he returned to his appearance shortly after arriving in Kamar-Taj.

Strange has returned to the time immediately after Harry left!
Mordo: "..."

He finally understood why Harry was so sure Strange would succeed: if Strange failed, Harry would use time magic to reverse him back to the beginning of time. How could Strange possibly fail after so many attempts?

Sure enough, after several attempts, coupled with Strange's magical talent, which was second only to Harry's, his eyes narrowed on the third repetition, and he felt as if he had experienced the present situation before.

However, he didn't think much of it; if he didn't open the portal soon, he was really going to be doomed.

So, relying on muscle memory that seemed to come from nowhere, he mobilized all his magic power and waved his hands, and a portal opened in front of him in an instant!

Although the portal was crooked and not smooth at all, and seemed like it might dissipate at any moment, it was still enough for him to return to the floating city!
Strange was too cold to walk properly, so he rushed into the portal and arrived in the magnificent floating city temple in the next moment!

Strange wasn't angry that Harry left him on Mount Everest; on the contrary, he was very grateful to Harry.

Clearly, this was Harry's teaching method for him; if he hadn't used this rather extreme approach, it would probably have taken him much longer to master the portal.

Moreover, he was too anxious at the time to think too much. Now that he was out of danger, he looked back on the incident and realized that the danger was all within Harry's control. If he were really in mortal danger, Harry would not have stood by and done nothing.

After all, Kamar-Taj is a benevolent organization that strives for world peace and would never disregard human life.

……

Since successfully creating the portal, Strange's magical skills have improved at an ever-increasing rate.

He was indeed a genius, proficient in almost all magic, and possessed exceptional talent in the two extremely difficult types of magic: time and space.

However, geniuses also have their troubles. Strange learned all the magic taught in Kamar-Taj classes in just a few months, while Christine, who was in the same class as him, had only completed one-fifth of the course.

Because his learning pace was so different from others, Strange inevitably became proud, realizing that he was special.

Gradually, he stopped attending public classes at Kamar-Taj and instead chose to borrow spellbooks from the library to study magic on his own.

This behavior naturally displeased the instructors, who informed Harry of Strange's actions, so Harry decided to find a time to talk to Strange.

On this day, inside the Floating City Temple, two figures slowly walked into the spacious hall from the main gate.

Harry remained expressionless, asking Strange as if it were a casual conversation:
"Right here in this room, just a few months ago, you begged me to teach you magic."

But now you're telling me you question all the courses and choose to learn on your own?

Having been in Kamar-Taj for several months, Strange was no longer the naive newcomer he once was. He had long since figured out the general rules of Kamar-Taj, as well as the general personality of the incredibly young Sorcerer Supreme standing before him.

Strange, now dressed in a fitted mage's robe, said nonchalantly:

"In this room, you once broadened my horizons, but now you're making me blindly accept some completely unreasonable rules."

Harry didn't take Strange's rudeness to heart. Although everyone called him the most powerful superhero, a multiverse-level demon, and the most holy Sorcerer Supreme, he never thought he was anything special.

He has always been generous!
So he raised an eyebrow and asked, "Oh? You mean the rule that you can't use the slingshot freely in the library?"

"Did Wang tattle on us?" Strange asked with interest, showing no fear whatsoever.

Harry shook his head and snapped his fingers without any warning.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding spacetime was completely frozen, but Strange had recently begun to study time magic, so his consciousness was still able to continue functioning.

Of course, this is related to the fact that Harry did not deliberately target him.

But Strange didn't think that way. After a period of study, his strength had reached a level he never dared to imagine before.

He is now even able to fight and defeat an army by himself, and he believes that if he continues to improve at this rate, he may be able to defeat Harry in a few years.

However, Harry's sudden intervention shattered his illusions. Although he was much stronger than before, he still had no power to resist Harry Potter, the so-called greatest wizard.

Even before he began his cultivation, Harry Potter was an insurmountable mountain to him, but after he began his cultivation, he found that Harry Potter had become an endless sky, and no matter how much he looked around and explored, he still could not see the end.

This reminds Strange of an old Chinese internet joke: If you haven't cultivated yourself, you see me like a frog in a well looking at the moon; if you have cultivated yourself, you see me like a floating creature gazing at the blue sky!

This phrase perfectly describes the situation at this moment!
Strange was a little scared. He didn't know why Potter had suddenly imprisoned him. Was he going to punish him?
However, Harry's next words refuted his conjecture. Harry gently squeezed his hand, and a wisp of scarlet, menacing gas appeared in Harry's palm.

The crimson gas seemed alive, writhing in Harry's palm and constantly trying to erode his hand.

However, the difference between the two was too great, and no matter how much the scarlet gas struggled, it could not cause Harry the slightest harm.

Harry observed for a moment, then applied slight pressure with his two fingers, and the ominous gas immediately dissipated.

Strange asked curiously, "This...this was found on me? What is this thing?"

"The energy of the Crimson Universe." Harry answered Strange's question. "That's why I forbid most wizards from reading advanced magical knowledge. Your minds are too weak. If you relax even slightly, your minds will be invaded by dimensional demons until you eventually become their slaves."

Strange's expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with panic. After months of learning, he certainly knew what this meant.

This means he will become a slave to some great being, endlessly tormented, and unable to escape even death.

Seeing Strange's reaction, Harry nodded in satisfaction and continued:

"You do learn magic very quickly, but if you want to learn more profound knowledge, you need a safe place to practice. Come with me..."

Harry waved his hand gently, and layers of reflections appeared in the air beside him, floating together like fragments of space around Harry and Strange.

"This is the Mirror Space. You should master it as soon as possible. You'll be reading those profound magic books in the Mirror Space from now on. It can effectively block the gaze of most dimensional demons."

"The majority?" Strange asked, somewhat puzzled. "What about the small minority?"

Harry didn't answer, but just smiled.

Faced with absolute power, how could mere dimensional isolation possibly prevent higher-dimensional beings from spying on us?
However, with him here, most of the dimensional demons in this small group wouldn't dare to come.

After the two arrived in the mirror space, Strange was surprised to find that there was someone following them—the sorcerer Mordo.

Just then, Harry's voice rang out: "Strange, you've been studying at Kamar-Taj for several months now. Come and spar with Mordo and let me see how you've done."

Strange saw Mordo and was eager to test his strength; he had long wanted to see how he was doing now.

In the training field of the mirror space, Strange and Mordo stared at each other from twenty meters apart.

Strange was the first to provoke, saying, "Mage Mordo, are you ready to be defeated by a beginner like me who has only been studying magic for a few months!"

Modu shook his head, saying indifferently, "Don't be stubborn, let's decide the winner with strength!"

The game officially begins!
Strange took the lead by raising his hand and waving it lightly, instantly conjuring three dark blue energy blades in the air as he launched a probing attack on Mordo.

However, these petty tricks were of course no match for Mordo, who still had the energy to reprimand Strange:
“Strange, I’ve told you countless times, remember, casting magic isn’t done with your hands, it’s done with your mind.”

Mordo simply took a few steps and blocked all the energy blades.

Immediately afterwards, he also conjured three energy blades and launched an attack on Strange.

Strange, however, was not so easily deterred. He instinctively leaned back, the back of his neck brushing against the icy airflow, his hair falling in a rustling sound as it was cut.

Immediately afterwards, he frantically tried to make out the runes he remembered, but only a few faint sparks flew out of his palm.

Because his emotions were too intense, he was unable to successfully cast the magic he was already proficient in.

"Too slow!" Mordo flipped his wrist, and three obsidian spikes suddenly rose from the ground.

The three obsidian spikes trapped Strange inside, and the match ended after only a few dozen seconds.

"Looks like you're still pitifully weak." After the match ended, Mordo walked up to Strange, dispelled the rock magic, and mocked him.

Although Strange was still unconvinced that he was outmatched, he didn't say much.

At this point, saying more would only invite more ridicule from Mordo. What he needed to do most was to study magic diligently and defeat Mordo when he became stronger than him!
Harry was not surprised at all by the result of the contest. Although Strange was more talented than Mordo, Mordo was a wizard who had studied for many years. In the next year or two, Strange would not be a match for Mordo.

However, this is normal.

Harry took a shimmering green gem from his pocket dimension, held it in his hand, and asked with a smile:

"Strange, do you want to get stronger faster?"

Strange nodded without hesitation: "Sorcerer Supreme, of course I want to!"

“Here you go with the Time Stone. Use it to study time magic and accelerate your own time flow, which will make you stronger in a short time.” Harry tossed the Time Stone to Strange.

"Wait!" Seeing Harry toss the Time Stone to Strange, Mordo finally realized what had happened. His face filled with anxiety, he stopped him.
“Sorcerer Supreme, we cannot entrust such an important thing as the Time Stone to a novice sorcerer. He will definitely keep casting time magic and arbitrarily disrupt the boundaries of space and time.”

You must understand that time manipulation can create time branches, which is an extremely unstable space, a spatial paradox, a time loop. Do you want Strange to be trapped in an infinite, repeating cycle of time?

Strange had never seen the usually composed Mordo so out of control, which suggested that the time manipulation Mordo spoke of was an extremely dangerous kind of magic.

Faced with Mordo's accusations, Harry smiled and comforted him:
"Don't worry, Mordo, I won't harm Strange. After all, my future happiness depends on Strange becoming a bull... a powerful mage!"

Time manipulation is extremely dangerous for you, but it's something I can manipulate at will. Even if Strange were to fall into an infinite time loop, I could easily pull him out.

As for the creation of new time branches, there's even less to worry about. The multiverse is constantly creating new time branches, while many old time branches are destroyed.

Everything we do is utterly insignificant in terms of the timeline of the multiverse.

"What about the Time War?" Mordo was still somewhat worried.

“Then there’s even less to worry about. This timeline is my timeline. How could I possibly watch it be destroyed?!” Harry said with absolute confidence.

(End of this chapter)