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

Opening the wormhole between different worlds this time was both easier and more difficult than ever before.

Why do I have this complex and contradictory feeling?
That's because Harry initially tried to force open a wormhole between the two worlds as he always had, but found that even using all the magic he had at his disposal, he couldn't open it.

Just when he was in trouble, he suddenly discovered that there was a parallel universe connecting the two worlds.

This discovery surprised Harry, but confident in his own abilities, he still opened a wormhole passage to another multiverse through this universe.

After stepping out of the wormhole, Harry felt a chill on his skin. Although he recovered in an instant, the noticeable temperature change he could feel indicated the significant temperature difference between the inside and outside of the wormhole.

Looking around, he found himself on a dilapidated road covered in snow that hadn't been cleared by anyone, a fact that Harry wouldn't have noticed if he hadn't been looking closely.

The surrounding vegetation is sparse, with almost no greenery.

This lonely black asphalt road, like a frozen snake, meanders across the snowfield toward the horizon. The road surface is covered with a layer of half-melted ice, and your feet will make a soft "crunching" sound when you walk on it.

After walking for a while, Harry felt that this was not a solution, so he flew up several thousand meters to observe the surrounding environment.

Looking around from high above, Harry could tell from the changes in the environment and the various buildings that he was on Earth, and that he was in the Arctic Circle of this planet.

buzzing...

A continuous roar suddenly came from afar. Harry looked down and saw a black line stretching across the thick ice layer from the horizon, heading into the depths of the Arctic at at least twice the speed of sound.

Is this a supernatural force in this multiverse?
Harry slowly descended from thousands of meters in the air, intending to make contact with the black line, since he was supposed to be a humanoid being, or even a human.

Because of breaking the sound barrier, a visible sonic boom cloud appeared around the black line, and behind him, the sonic boom cloud compressed the air, forming a visible trail.

When he crossed a chasm a hundred meters wide, Harry blocked his way and saw his face.

It was a man with jet-black hair and a pair of deep blue eyes, like a deep lake.

His face was like an ancient Greek sculpture, with distinct, strong yet smooth lines, full of three-dimensionality and depth.

Logically speaking, his face should be sharper, but this person, despite possessing great strength, seemed very gentle. Even when he saw Harry, who stopped him, he was only wary and had no intention of attacking.

To Harry's surprise, the man seemed somewhat excited, though Harry didn't know why.
In fact, if the observation rune were used, it should have been possible to sense the man's thoughts, but Harry chose not to do so.

Just as he didn't even arrive in this world before immediately setting out to observe the runes, sometimes the unknown and adventure are also a great pleasure in life. If he were to give up all of these, then he would be a god, not a human.

Harry doesn't want to become an evil demon surpassing Dormammu in the future.

Suddenly, someone appeared in front of me, but it was nothing at all.

To Clark's astonishment, neither his super vision nor his super hearing had detected any prior information about the person in front of him.

Only when this person stood in front of him did he finally confirm the person's existence, as if his senses had become those of an ordinary mortal, only able to see and hear things nearby.

Clark was both wary and excited by his current predicament.

He was wary because he didn't know whether the person in front of him was friendly or hostile.

The reason for his excitement was that he had finally confirmed that he was not the special one. In fact, since he was on his way to the location of the Kryptonian spaceship, and he encountered this mysterious person, did this mean that this mysterious person might be of the same race as him?
"Who are you?" Clark's voice, rough with the wind and snow, was both friendly and wary, just right.

Harry did not answer immediately. Instead, a layer and a half to an invisible observation rune appeared in his eyes. The observation rune flashed by, and he obtained some superficial information, but did not observe causality and spacetime.

Harry stroked his chin, and said in a tone that was somewhat doubtful yet full of certainty:

"You don't seem to be a pure-blooded human."

If Clark had heard this when he was young, he would have been very angry. But since he learned his identity from his parents, he has not been angry about it, because it is the truth.

He is indeed not a pure-blooded human, and may not even be human at all, but rather an alien creature wearing a human skin.

Harry continued speaking, and what he said next surprised Clark.

“You are not a pure-blooded human, but some kind of human subspecies, like a half-elf, half-orc,” Harry pondered.

"A human subspecies?" This was the first time Clark had ever heard anyone describe him like that. "Do you really think that half-elf, half-orc exists? And am I really a human subspecies?"

Although not a pure-blooded human, it's fine as long as they are related to humans.

At least, this would assure Clark that he was not an alien with no connection to Earth.

Harry nodded and replied:

"That's right, half-elves and half-orcs are real beings. In the vast and boundless multiverse, there are even universes ruled by elves, which is not surprising."

"But what are you doing running around in the Arctic Circle so late at night? You seem to be heading deep into the Arctic Circle with a specific purpose in mind. Are you perhaps looking for something?"

Clark hesitated, unsure whether he should tell this mysterious man about his past.

He ultimately chose not to tell, although his father told him to be sincere and kind, but also taught him to be wary of strangers.

But he wasn't good at lying, so he could only stand there without saying a word.

Harry had no intention of pressing for answers; for someone of his caliber, the unknown and adventure were simply fascinating things.

So, in order to reasonably join the adventure of the man before him, Harry drew his wand and gently tapped the void in front of him.

The man was initially puzzled, but he soon noticed that his clothes, which had been tattered by the sonic boom, had undergone a dramatic transformation.

The worn-out clothes quickly underwent a transformation and stretched, eventually becoming a special dense material that clung tightly to his skin without giving him the slightest feeling of restraint.

Clark tried to throw a punch and was even more surprised. He had never encountered clothing that could withstand his full-force attack before.

“What is this? How did you do that?” Clark asked.

Harry put his wand back into his pocket dimension and explained with a smile:
"This is magic, Transfiguration, which can change the properties and state of matter. How do you feel? Does this suit you?"

Clark nodded. "Yes, I've never felt so good." Because of Harry's gift, Clark felt a strong liking for Harry, so he introduced himself first:
“Hello friend, I am Clark, and as you can see, I am a human subspecies. I am now on my way to find my origins, so we must part ways for the time being.”

Why don't we exchange contact information? Maybe we can get together for a drink sometime.

Harry certainly wouldn't leave; he also wanted to see what Clark's gentlemanly manners were all about.
Harry has encountered many human subspecies in the universe, such as the half-elf and half-orc he just mentioned...

Without exception, none of those human subspecies were nearly as powerful as Clark.

Through his brief observation, Harry discovered that Clark's body had already reached its peak efficiency in utilizing energy.

Furthermore, his body seemed to be a highly advanced reactor, capable of continuously generating massive amounts of energy simply by absorbing the sunlight of the yellow sun and using it as a catalyst.

This energy grants him a body of steel, allows him to shoot rays from his eyes, breathe out icy storms, and creates a transparent, invisible high-energy field around his body.

According to Harry's observations, Clark's current strength has already reached the level of a sub-Father, and this is still in a state where he has not yet fully grown.

This means that if Clark were to unleash his full potential, even just a portion of it, he could enter the realm of the Godfather.

What kind of divine race is this?

This means that Harry's racial potential is even greater than that of the dragons in the multiverse. Those dragons are just Godfathers when they grow up, while Clark, if he fully unleashes his potential after growing up, may very well be able to step into the realm of a single universe.

If he has another opportunity to obtain high-dimensional energy such as the Phoenix Force, or if his internal reactor undergoes a new mutation after prolonged exposure to sunlight, then he may still have a chance to enter the multiverse.

Harry gasped inwardly, feeling utterly horrified.

No, we must find out more about this race. Perhaps we can create a completely new body-enhancing magic based on their physical structure and other information.

If the new enhancement magic can be combined with magnetic field propulsion, the limits of body enhancement magic will be greatly increased.

This mere possibility made Harry feel that he had come to this multiverse, which was absolutely right.

Harry shook his head, declining Clark's offer:

"I have encountered many races in the multiverse, and I also want to explore the mysteries of these races."

Why don't we work together? I might be able to help you find information about your background and offer you a lot of assistance.

Clark hesitated again, but when he saw the sincerity in Harry's eyes, he finally agreed:

"Alright, my friend, then I'll leave it to you. By the way, I still don't know your name."

Harry smiled brightly and said, "My name is Harry Potter, and I'm a wizard, well, a pretty strong one."

………………

A helicopter slowly lands beside an ice sheet deep in the Arctic.

Several reporters disembarked from the helicopter; they were there on behalf of their newspapers to interview the local research team.

Recently, a shocking piece of news broke: it appears that an alien spaceship is docked deep within the Arctic ice.

Each of them wanted to obtain crucial information about the spaceship.

However, it was clear that the research team did not welcome them, believing that these journalists would hinder the progress of the research.

No, since the government has allowed these reporters to come and interview, the research team will not refuse them openly. However, the accommodation provided to these reporters is obviously not as good as that of the research team members; they don't even have a place to go to the toilet.

These reporters didn't care; their fervor for news was akin to that of celebrity worshippers.

After being settled in, the vast majority of the reporters went to various places in the surrounding area to take photos.

But there was one exception: Louise Lane, the Daily Planet's top reporter.

Louise Lane is a star reporter for The Daily Planet, known for her courage, independence, and strong professionalism.

As a journalist, she is perceptive and persistent, always pursuing the truth, and often venturing into dangerous situations to uncover news.

Throughout her life, Louise published many famous news reports, revealing many unknown truths.

Therefore, the members of the research team and the soldiers stationed there treated Louise much better than they treated other journalists.

So, a researcher led Louise to the monitoring room and explained the research team's findings to her.

The metal door slid open, releasing a whiff of disinfectant. The researcher adjusted his blue-light blocking glasses, gesturing for Louise to follow.

“Ms. Ryan, you need to be prepared, this thing is beyond our imagination.”

"A satellite scan three days ago detected an unusual magnetic field." The researchers pulled up a 3D model and traced the outline of the virtual hull with their fingertips. "The preliminary assessment is that it is an alloy-like material, but its structural strength is seven times that of any known metal. Look here."

He zoomed in on the image, "Spectroscopic analysis shows the presence of antimatter residue, as if it had been penetrated by some kind of energy weapon, but this kind of penetration is something no weapon on Earth can do."

More importantly, the ice surrounding this object, which resembles a submarine or even an alien spaceship, is 2 years old.

Louise was a highly educated person, so of course she knew what this meant.

If there is no abnormal flow of time around that thing, it means that this thing has existed for a longer period of time than human history.

This thing is most likely an alien spaceship.

As evening approached, Louise secretly left her room and headed towards the ice with her camera.

Although her fame might allow her to take a limited number of photos, the research team and the stationed troops knew that the research team would absolutely not allow her access to the most classified information.

Therefore, to obtain the most confidential information, it is necessary to take the initiative. (End of Chapter)