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

Chapter 281 Harry: Go, Star-Lord, take down those thousands! Star-Lord: Me?
In his first encounter with Harry, Ego realized that he had underestimated Harry; even without entering that terrifying out-of-control state, Harry's strength was still not to be underestimated.

Even after this shock, he thought Harry had discovered his true intentions and wanted to harm him, and he had a subconscious urge to run away.

Fortunately, he held back, but dared not make any further moves, and Star-Lord's spaceship was thus preserved.

Harry placed his hand on Ego's shoulder and said meaningfully:
“Mr. Ego, the boy has grown up and has his own judgment. I think you would also like to see Star-Lord go to save his adoptive father, wouldn’t you?”

Igor chuckled awkwardly. How could he dare refuse? He forced a smile and said:
“Of course, although Yondu is not a good person, he still did Peter a favor, so I certainly don’t support Peter going to save him!”

Harry nodded, then ignored Ego, whose anger was burning within him, and focused his gaze on Star-Lord:

“Let’s go. I’ve heard of Yondu. He’s a plunderer with principles, and he’s been really good to you. You should save him.”

Star-Lord: "???"

"What do you mean? He's been good to me, Harry, you've got it wrong. Ever since I betrayed him, he's wanted to kill me every single moment!"

Harry didn't answer, but instead opened a portal leading to Yondu's spaceship.

But before leaving, Harry thought of something amusing and said to Star-Lord with a smile:

“Star-Lord, do you want to stay on Ego and spend some time with your father? I'll be able to save Yondu soon, so you don't need to worry too much.”

He wanted to see what kind of place Yondu held in Star-Lord's heart, and whether Ego would make a move prematurely if Star-Lord stayed on Ego.

Regardless of the circumstances, after several years of growth, he is now confident that he can protect the Guardians of the Galaxy and prevent them from dying at Ego's hands.

To Harry's surprise, despite Star-Lord's previous complaints about Yondu, he still chose to go with him to rescue Yondu.
"No, I want to go with you. I want to save Yondu and make him look bad!"

Okay, okay, this father and son are both so proud and arrogant, aren't they? They clearly care about each other but never express it. What's the point?
Harry shook his head and stepped into the portal first.

Soon, the Guardians of the Galaxy left, leaving only Ego. After the portal closed, Ego could no longer contain his rage and roared:
"Damn Harry Potter!"

The entire planet Ego trembled violently, causing several mountain peaks at the edge of the horizon to collapse, and dust to blanket Ego's atmosphere.

……

In a remote corner of deep space, the Predator spaceship floated like an aged space whale.

The Marauder ships are older and more dilapidated than other ships, but even such ships can support the Marauders to travel long distances and even make dozens of safe jumps in a row.

All of this indicates that beneath its dilapidated exterior, the Marauder ship still possesses specifications comparable to conventional combat ships.

Today, the spaceship's exterior remains unchanged, but its interior has undergone a complete transformation.

Yondu, the ship's leader, was captured by the other, already dissatisfied raiders.

They successfully overthrew Yondu's incompetent rule!

The moment Yondu was locked in the energy cage, a shrill burst of laughter erupted inside the cabin.

The rebellious raiders swarmed around the cage like carrion beasts that had caught the scent of blood.

"Look at our boss!" Killer grabbed the energy bars of the cage and shook them, purple arcs of electricity dancing on Yondu's pale face, burning his skin. "That Yondu who always had the final say, now he can't even control his own arrows!"

Amidst the laughter, someone threw out a chain, wrapped it around Yondu's neck, and dragged him roughly until his forehead slammed against the cage, spurting blood.

Upon seeing this, the laughter from the crowd grew even louder.

At this moment, Kraglin huddled in the corner, his nails digging deep into his palms. He watched helplessly as Yondu and his loyal subordinates were persecuted, but due to his own limitations, he dared not move to help them.

All he can do now is wait, wait for Star-Lord to arrive, so that there is a chance to save Yondu.

Now, in front of Klinglin, the traitors who once fought alongside Yondu have all changed.

The Togru, modified with a robotic arm, is dismantling the silent arrow launcher, completely thwarting Yondu's last chance of resistance.

The female raider Maya tore Yondu's treasured star map into pieces and threw them into the air, the pieces of paper falling like snowflakes onto Yondu's blood-stained shoulder.

The most jarring sight was the new recruit named Vic, who was carving his name into Yondu's former chair with a dagger. Amidst the flying sawdust, he turned to the cage, revealing a chilling smile.

"From this day forward, this ship belongs to the true owners of the raiders."

Laughter erupted again, mingling with the clattering of chains, creating an ear-piercing sound.

The loser, Yondu, made no comment, simply staring blankly ahead, letting blood drip from his forehead.

A moment later, after the many traitors left out of boredom, Yondu curled up in a corner of the energy cage, blood beads from his forehead sliding down his cheeks and into his collar, the salty, fishy taste spreading on his tongue.

He stared at his fin-shaped headdress, which had been carelessly tossed to the ground after his death. The metal edges gleamed coldly in the red light of the emergency lamp. He suddenly remembered the awe-inspiring looks the old raiders had given him when he first put it on.

Those gazes have long since transformed into the twisted mockery on the faces of traitors.

"These bastards should have had their heads chopped off long ago," he cursed inwardly, his nails digging deep into his palms.

But the anger was quickly suppressed by something heavier—was it the bitterness of failure, or the regret for being too soft-hearted?

He recalled the greed that flashed in the eyes of the murderous man when he refused to hand Peter over to Igor.

He recalled the envious looks his men gave Star-Lord's back during each distribution of spoils.

The seeds of betrayal had long been sown in his own indulgence of Star-Lord.

The sound of a heavy object being dragged came from outside the cage. Yondu tensed up instinctively, but relaxed when he saw that it was Kraglin.

The small raider who always followed behind him was now secretly slipping a note into the cage, his eyes filled with guilt and unease.

"Don't be foolish," Yondu warned in a low voice, his voice hoarse like sandpaper. "They'll kill you."

But Kraglin just stubbornly shook his head and stuffed the note between his fingers.

In the darkness, Yondu stroked the blood-stained note, his thoughts drifting to Peter.

That stubborn kid must still be angry about being "abandoned" right now, right?

Will he really come to save me?
No, he shouldn't have come. Even now that he's Harry Potter's lender, he's still no match for thousands of raiders. If he comes now, he'll surely be torn to shreds by those traitors!
He should just stay a peaceful member of the Guardians of the Galaxy and not get entangled with himself, a loser.

Yondu suddenly burst out laughing, the sound jarring in the empty cabin.

If this is his end, at least Peter is still alive, still carrying the reckless spirit he taught him as he rampages through the universe.

This is the best possible outcome. As for myself, after being abandoned by the plunderers, I can no longer escape the fate of death.

Just as Yondu was quietly awaiting death, he suddenly froze.

Before his eyes, scattered sparks slowly sputtered out of the air, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a golden portal!

Immediately afterwards, several familiar figures emerged from the portal, the leader being Harry Potter, a powerful figure whose identity was widely known throughout the universe.

Behind him were several people, including Star-Lord and the Guardians of the Galaxy.

Star-Lord really came to save him!
"Hey, isn't this Popsicle?" Star-Lord sneered, his fingers trembling as he reached for the gun at his waist. "What's going on? Got arrested for cosplaying? Switched to cosplaying the most miserable prisoner in history?"

Seeing Yondu's miserable state, Star-Lord could no longer suppress his murderous intent.

He wanted to kill those traitors, and he tortured Yondu to this state!

Yondu was the first to show a relieved smile. As the person who knew Star-Lord best, how could he not know what Star-Lord was thinking?

Star-Lord still cares about his father, even though he's not a very good father.

After observing the lineup in front of him, Yondu instantly realized that he didn't need to worry about anything.

With the Sorcerer Supreme Harry Potter around, how could those thugs who killed the imposters possibly be a match for them?

However, to ensure everything went perfectly, Yondu still asked:

"Hehe, kid, you've really grown up. I never thought I'd be saved by you one day."

But are you really a match for those damned traitors? There are thousands of them!

Star-Lord closed the energy cage, released Yondu, and confidently said:
"What's the big deal? With Harry around, let alone a few thousand raiders, even tens of thousands wouldn't be a match for him!"
Let's go, let's take care of them as soon as possible.

Yondu didn't quite trust Star-Lord, that unreliable kid, but he had great faith in Harry Potter, who was famous throughout the universe.

With the help of Rocket Raccoon, he reinstalled the signal transmitter and repaired the whistle arrow, then the group headed straight for the Marauder's cockpit.

Meanwhile, the traitors also discovered Harry and his companions, and they recognized Harry in the crowd.

The moment they saw Harry, many of the traitors were terrified, some of the more timid ones even screaming in horror:
"Oh no, that's Harry Potter. How could we possibly be a match for Harry Potter?"

"Run! Everyone run! Only then do we have a chance to survive!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a loud thud rang out, and the plunderer's head shattered.

Killer, his face contorted, put down the still-smoking blaster and roared as he surveyed his surroundings:
"Damn cowards, they only have a few people, while we have thousands, and we have complete control of the ship's defense system."

Harry Potter is only powerful in the rumors. Look at him, he's still made of flesh and blood, with nothing particularly outstanding about him. It seems the rumors are just rumors, and he's definitely not as powerful as they say!
Perhaps we can kill Harry Potter, use his fame to become famous throughout the universe, and then almost endless riches and glory will await us!

At that moment, one of the looters suddenly pointed to the monitoring panel and said, trembling:
"Boss... hey, look, Harry Potter looks like he's looking at you!"

Sha Mao was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the monitoring panel. He saw a handsome young man's face walking across it, and the man seemed to see him directly through the monitoring camera and the data cable behind it, and they made eye contact.

It has to be said that the killer was frightened. Although we don't know how Harry Potter did it, this alone shows that Harry Potter is definitely not an ordinary person.

Add to that the rumors circulating throughout the universe, and Harry Potter might really be that powerful!

Even so, Killer Face remained outwardly calm. Despite his seemingly foolish appearance, he was a smart man who could become the leader of so many ruthless raiders. How could he not know that a great reputation is well-deserved?

He said that only to entice his shrewd subordinates to muster the courage to fight Harry Potter instead of running away immediately.

If their morale collapses, they will never be a match for Harry Potter again.

If they can be tricked into fighting Harry Potter, then he might be able to escape in the chaos by killing him and revealing his identity!
So he bared his face and confronted the numerous raiders again, roaring:
"It's just some simple hacking techniques, nothing to brag about. It turns out Harry Potter is just an ordinary Earthling. Come on, let's grab our blaster guns and smash Harry Potter's head in!"

Glory belongs to us!

The remaining raiders exchanged glances, and finally, greed overcame reason, causing them to roar:

"Defeat Harry Potter, and glory will be ours!"

Under the order to kill the imposter, a large number of raiders surged out and advanced towards Harry and his companions from various passages.

……

Harry looked away from the camera, the observation runes in his eyes disappearing again, and he addressed the crowd:
"They're coming, those traitors."

Despite Star-Lord's arrogant demeanor, he was still quite nervous facing thousands of armed raiders. Hearing that the raiders were approaching, he looked at Harry expectantly:

"Haha, Harry, I'll leave the rest to you!"

Harry shook his head and refused:

"No, I won't take action unless absolutely necessary. You few will defeat all the raiders."

Star-Lord: "???"

"We can't possibly be a match for them!" Star-Lord exclaimed anxiously.

"No, with your current strength, you should be able to defeat these raiders."

Previously, you seemed to rely too much on technology and subconsciously gave up using the magic I lent you, so you were completely unable to perform at your true level as lenders.

Therefore, abandon the use of firearms like blasters and use magic to attack; these raiders are no match for you!

(End of this chapter)