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

Chapter 43: Obadiah's Uninvited Arrival

Harry guessed that the crash of the F-22 Raptor fighter jet should be related to Tony. After all, he said some time ago that his research was successful and he looked very happy.

And the Gemilā area seemed to be where he was kidnapped before.

He should have successfully researched the iron armor, and the previous two incidents should have been done by him.

He killed the terrorists to wash away his past sins, and then accidentally shot down an F-22 Raptor fighter jet when he returned, which was very similar to Tony's unreliable style.

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

The phone rang, it was Tony.

Tony's excited voice came over the phone: "Harry, I've successfully developed the Iron Man suit. Do you want to come to my villa and take a look? It's much faster than your broken broom."

"Then can your iron armor cast spells?" Faced with Tony's provocation, Harry remained calm and easily resolved it.

"Uh, for the Iron Man suit to cast a spell, it might... take a little time."

"Isn't it just incomplete? It's just an iron shell and it's of no help to me." Harry said with some disgust.

"But I've tested it, and the Mark II can easily defeat an army, and it can easily defeat more than five fighter jets." Tony said in a boastful tone.

"Okay, I know you were the one who did those two things reported in the news. So, can they resist curses? Can they defend against magic? And can they be more powerful than me in combat?
If that's all, it has no use at all except as a flying tool, and we have a portal."

Harry's continuous questioning made Stark completely silent. The big rooster that had just raised its head looked down at its claws again.

Tony said weakly, "Yes, Mark II cannot cast magic. It is just an iron shell, and it will affect the release of magic.

I have some ideas for the magic armor, but I'm stuck on a problem. I can't find a metal material that can conduct magic efficiently. Even vibranium, which has the highest conductivity, can't be used as the main material. "

"Haven't you ever looked for materials in the Kamar-Taj vaults?"

"I've looked for it, but the materials I'm qualified to use aren't strong enough. They're fine for making staffs, but they lack the hardness and toughness to make battle suits." Tony felt helpless.

Harry jokingly said, "My dear Tony, why didn't you go to your respected mentor Harry? Don't forget that I am the next Supreme Sorcerer."

"Uh, um..." Tony faltered.

Hearing Tony's tone, Harry immediately knew that he must be embarrassed.

This situation may seem incredible to the CEO of the world's largest company. After all, every CEO is a resourceful guy.

But this is perfectly normal for Tony.

He inherited the world's largest company when he was young, and he is also a genius. He has never had to ask anyone for help and can do whatever he wants without having to think too much.

So Tony is, excuse me!

In order to save Tony's face, Harry suppressed his laughter:

“Ahem, there is some Uru alloy in the treasury. It can absorb and store a variety of energies, especially magical energy. Uru alloy can definitely be used as the main material for magic armor.

However, there isn't much Uru alloy left in the treasury, so I can probably only make one magic suit. Perhaps I can take you to Asgard to trade Uru alloy later, or even the Crossroads dimension."

Tony's personality was a bit awkward, but he would never turn a blind eye when being helped. He whispered very quietly, "Um...um...thank you, Harry. I owe you another favor."

The smile on Harry's face became more and more obvious: "You don't even call me mentor."

Dong, dong, dong... The phone was hung up instantly, and Harry finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

………………

The sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows, pouring unreservedly into every corner of the restaurant. The light is like a veil, gently staining everything with a light golden glow.

The table is filled with delicious food, emitting a delicious and tempting aroma.

Each of these dishes costs hundreds of dollars, but despite their high price, they taste amazing, rivaling the meals cooked by the elves at Hogwarts.

You have to know that elves can live for hundreds of years, and there are many elves who have worked in Hogwarts for hundreds of years. The chef's level is enough to show that he can catch up with the elves' cooking skills that took hundreds of years to complete in just a few decades.

Harry doesn't value money. He spends it whenever he has it and never saves it.

So he invited Gwen to dine at this restaurant. It turned out that the high price was justified. The food was really good and the environment was enjoyable.

Harry ate heartily, ordering meal after meal, and filling himself up with only a few bites of each meal.

But Gwen was a little nervous and she was not used to her surroundings.

Her family was middle class and had never eaten in such a luxurious environment.

Gwen ate elegantly and said worriedly, "Harry, this... this restaurant must be very expensive. Will it cost you a lot of money?"

"No, don't worry, eat it. You won't make me poor. We are brothers. My money is your money." Harry finished the meal in one bite.

Gwen whispered, "Look, everyone around us seems to be looking at us. Are they all looking at us?"

As they sat down to eat, Gwen noticed that the other guests were staring at her and Harry.

I originally thought there was something wrong with their clothes, but I found that was not the case.

Could it be because Harry's way of eating was too ungraceful? After all, the other guests were eating in small bites with a knife and fork.

She wanted to remind Harry, but felt embarrassed because it was Harry's treat after all.

"Ouch!" After swallowing another steak in one gulp, Harry glanced around and shrugged, saying, "Don't worry, they recognized me. I'm very famous in high society recently. Everyone wants to meet the new shareholder of Stark Industries."

"So that's how it is." Gwen understood, but when she saw how Harry ate, she couldn't help but wonder if there was really no reason for this.

What happened afterwards proved what Harry said. Seeing Harry finish his meal and wipe the oil from the corner of his mouth with a tissue, several guests in fancy suits stood up together, trotted over to Harry, and bowed to him.

"Mr. Porter, I'm Seneca Atkinson, chairman of Quantum Technologies. I have an investment in a quantum communications project that you might be interested in."

"Mr. Porter, I'm Steven Spielberg. I'm sure you're familiar with my work. I have a groundbreaking film project on hand - Jurassic Park.

I firmly believe that this film will be a huge success at the box office and sincerely invite you to join this project. This film is definitely an excellent investment choice with no loss. "

Gwen stared at the scene in amazement. Until this moment, she had never realized how popular Harry was.

However, when Gwen saw how calmly Harry handled the important figures who came over, her eyes lit up. It turned out that Harry had this side to him!
At this time, a majestic voice sounded: "Gentlemen, can I chat with Mr. Potter for a while?"

Harry felt that the voice was very familiar. He looked at the person who came with a look of surprise on his face.

It turned out to be Tony’s elder, Obadiah Stan!

(End of this chapter)