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

Barry's pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively took a half-step back, his boot leaving a white mark on the ground.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white, and his palms were covered in sweat.

The burning sensation from the adrenaline during the rescue hadn't subsided when a chill crept up my spine.

"The price?" he repeated the word, his voice slightly tense with vigilance, his gaze quickly sweeping across the other person's face.

This reminded him of stories he heard from a pastor in church when he was a child, those ancient legends about exchanging one's soul for a wish.

"Who...who are you?" Barry's speech quickened unconsciously, as if trying to dispel his unease. "You only see deals like this in comics, right? Paying a price for power, it sounds like..."

He paused, not uttering the word "demon," fearing it might anger the other party and cause some unforeseen event he couldn't handle.

But he couldn't help but look the other person up and down, as if trying to find a horn or a tail in that unrecognizable outfit.

Harry was exasperated by Barry Allen's question: Why does everyone associate the word "loan" with the devil?

Harry shook his head: "No, I'm not a demon bastard. I'm more of a demon slayer than a demon."

The number of demons I've slain is among the highest in the entire multiverse.

That's right. You should know that Harry destroyed three-tenths of the Hell dimension, as well as a fragment of a small Hell dimension. The number of demons he killed could be described in the hundreds of millions.

“I don’t need that power,” Barry said firmly after a moment’s hesitation, quickly backing away, taking a running start position, “especially from someone who suddenly appears and says such strange things.”

Harry wasn't surprised by Barry Allen's choice; it was something he had expected.

Unless one understands who he is and realizes that he has no malicious intent, one would not sign such a win-win loan agreement.

A stranger like Barry Allen would most likely not agree.

However, Harry never intended to sign a loan agreement directly with Barry Allen; he had other methods, although such methods seemed to be the work of villains.

Harry chuckled and said, "Are you sure? If you don't sign a loan agreement with me, how many people can you save with your current abilities?"

Look ahead, hundreds of thousands of people are caught in the crossfire of the battle between two superhumans, waiting to die in fear, with absolutely no chance of escape.

Are you going to abandon them? Accept it, accept my power. I mean no harm; this is a win-win situation.

Barry Allen looked into the distance, and in the still image, countless pieces of building debris fell from the sky, crashing down on the people fleeing on the ground like meteorites.

Many of these people were children, just born and with bright futures ahead of them. How could they die at such a time?
After a moment's hesitation, the kind-hearted Barry Allen couldn't bear to see these innocent lives perish, so he gritted his teeth and said firmly:
"Okay, I agree."

Harry smiled broadly, snapped his fingers, and a contract appeared between the two of them. After Barry Allen signed the contract, it turned into light and shone towards both Harry and Barry Allen.

At the same time, Harry also learned about Barry Allen's most proficient magic; indeed, these speedsters were more skilled in time magic.

However, Barry Allen's talent is even greater than Quicksilver's; he was able to accelerate his own time tenfold even though he had only just mastered magic.

Then, Harry dispelled the time magic cast on Barry Allen, who transformed into a bolt of lightning and charged towards the innocent civilians who were about to die. Harry looked at his retreating figure and nodded; he was a kind man.

Even if he doesn't intervene, the innocent people of the metropolis will not be seriously harmed.

After all, Harry planned to use time reversal magic after Clark's battle with General Zod ended, to rewind Metropolis to before the war and resurrect all those who died in the war.

After signing a contract with this young man named Barry Allen, Harry set his sights on another target in the distance.

Compared to Barry Allen, this person has no superpowers, but his physique has reached the limits of ordinary people.

It can be described that he transformed himself into Captain America solely through his own training.

Harry couldn't even imagine what kind of person he could grow to if he gained extraordinary abilities.
Just as he had approached Barry Allen, Harry gradually drew closer to his other target, a man named Bruce Wayne.

Of course, with Bruce Wayne's mortal senses, it would be impossible for him to detect Harry's presence.

However, when he discovered that time and space around him had stopped flowing, he reacted very differently from Barry Allen.

He immediately surveyed his surroundings and, upon spotting Harry behind him, launched an attack.

Of course, his attacks couldn't hurt Harry at all, and Harry easily blocked them, but even so, he still didn't stop.

Even knowing he was outmatched, he still attacked Harry with all his might, even though his hands were bloody and his bones were cracked, he still didn't stop.

Harry even discovered through telepathy that Harry's current frenzied attacks were merely a facade; his mind was unusually calm as he pondered how to turn the tide.

Harry said somewhat helplessly, "Don't get agitated. I don't mean any harm. I just want to sign a loan agreement with you."

"Loan agreement!" And you still say you meant no harm!

Seeing Bruce Wayne's expression, Harry knew what he was thinking and had no choice but to repeat what he had told Barry Allen earlier.

Bruce Wayne was more mature than Barry Allen; he was more wary, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he said calmly:
"I do not believe you."

Bruce Wayne's behavior reminded Harry of Tony, who suffered from anxiety. No, his condition was even more severe than Tony's; he was constantly on guard against everything around him.

He doesn't trust anyone but himself.

Harry didn't know how to gain his trust, but the man in front of him should know, so Harry asked:
"Then what will it take for you to believe me?"

Bruce Wayne didn't hesitate and asked directly:

"What's in it for you if you want me to become your lender?"

Harry didn't hide anything and told the truth:
"I can gain experience from borrowers using magic, I can draw upon the wisdom of those who receive clients, and I can also use borrowers as anchors to stabilize my own power." (End of Chapter)