Harry Potter: Dimensional Wizard

"Master Makana, have you found out what this is?" asked King T'Chaka to the current leading scientist of Wakanda, an older gentleman with deep eyes and a somber face.

"It is a unique crystal that uses nanostructures to enclose and regulate light," Makana said in a slow cadence. "With its ability to regulate photoconductivity, our development of quantum computers will be accelerated by hundreds of years."

"So, it's valuable?"

"Very."

"Valuable enough to trade vibranium?"

"That is for you to decide," said Makana calmly.

"I'm asking for your opinion."

Makana paused, "I think the trade is worth it. At our current development, I cannot tell you how long it will take us to master quantum computing. But with this crystal, it will only take 10 to 20 years."

King T'Chaka was in deep thought when he heard the sound of rapid footsteps. "Baba, I heard there was an intruder. Did you kill it?" A seven-year-old Shuri rushed into the room, heading directly for her father. King T'Chaka smiled before picking her up: "Why are you in such a hurry? Your mother will not be happy that you forgot your etiquette."

"She's not here, is she?" said Shuri, sticking out her tongue—an act that deepened T'Chaka's smile. So, where is the intruder?"

"There is no intruder. Just someone who wished to talk."

"Oh," she muttered, instantly losing interest. Then, she caught signs of the hologram screens that showed the crystal's result. "What's this? It's such a weird nanostructure. With how much the refractive index of this thing changes periodically, it's a perfect material for a quantum computer. Master Makana, is this a new model for something you want to synthesize?"

Makana showed a rare smile. Everyone knew this somber man only showed a genuine smile when he taught the princess. "No, this is a new material your father just brought back."

"Really? Such a thing exists naturally?"

The following day, Edward teleported to the rendezvous point—a large, open cornfield. He waited a few minutes before sensing an unknown and faraway sight. Then, a rainbow rushed from the sky and took him to the sky. The flying sensation was alright since he was used to much faster speed, but the experience was still somewhat marvelous. He was at his destination in less than a second, facing a handsome black man dressed in gold armor.

"You must be Heimdall."

"Sorcerer Supreme," nodded Heimdal, showing his respect.

"Thank you for your hard work."

"It's my duty. Your majesty is awaiting you," said Heimdall, pointing to a small group of soldiers led by Lady Sif.

"Please, follow me," she said, and Edward did so. He was quiet during the walk, observing the Rainbow Bridge leading to the palace. "Interesting," he muttered.

"What is, sir?" asked Sif with a very formal attitude.

"I'm talking about the Bifrost Bridge," Edward said casually. "It's an interdimensional energy that perfectly combines light and space. It's quite brilliant."

"I guess so." She knew very little about the Bifrost, so she could not comment much. Soon, the two reached the palace, but their destination was not the Throne Room but the Banquet Room. Odin, his family, and a few upper echelons of Asgardian society awaited his arrival.

"Welcome, young Sorcerer Supreme," said Odin, standing up with Freya beside him and Thor and Loki behind.

"Your Majesty the Allfather," Edward replied politely. With one look, he could tell how strong Odin was. His regular attack power was Tier 3; his defense reached as high as Tier 6, but it was due to his weakening due to old age. However, this was not the full extent of his power. Edward sensed he had a connection to a terrifying power.

'It should be the Odinforce, and from the looks of it, it should not be a problem for him to achieve Tier 10 attack potency if he can bear to use it in his state,' he summarized.

"Let me introduce you to my family," Odin said before introducing everyone while leading Edward to their table. As rulers, Odin and Edward knew how to maintain a conversation, so for the next few hours, they talked about every subject, from the history and current development of Midgard to anecdotes of their travels, politics, and even a little bit of magic.

Of course, as old foxes, their conversation was to learn about the other's thoughts and characters. Sadly, Odin lost this round despite his higher age and wisdom since Edward knew much about him before.

So, after a few hours of the banquet, Odin faked his injury and claimed he needed to rest. He tasked Thor and Loki to continue entertaining the guests as he left with Freya.