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

"Hammer?"

Harry's expression was strange, and the image of Thor instantly appeared in his mind.

Could it be Thor's Mjolnir?

As soon as the thought emerged, Harry decisively shook his head and dismissed the idea.

Thor's cherishment of Mjolnir is like a cat lover's love for their cat, unwilling to part with it even for a moment, let alone allowing others to touch it casually.

How could he let the hammer fall into Midgard for no reason?

But if this hammer isn't Thor's, what else could it be?

What other special hammer could there be in the world?

Filled with curiosity, Harry couldn't help but ask, "What's so special about that hammer?"

Coulson's description was extremely professional, without any hesitation:

"The hammerhead is gray and square, with a smooth surface, and the texture is unimaginably hard.

The hammer handle is made of some special wooden material, which is equally tough.

We have used various methods, from the most advanced cutting tools to powerful energy impacts, but it hasn't left even a scratch.

Moreover, to date, thousands of people have tried, but not a single one has been able to move it even a fraction."

Harry: "? ? ?"

Poor Thor, his precious Mjolnir has been taken in turns by thousands of people, each trying their hand.

Harry helplessly curled his lips.

Okay, he retracted his previous thought, no matter how he looked at it, this hammer could only be Thor's Mjolnir.

He just didn't know what had happened in Asgard that caused Thor to lose even his beloved hammer.

You must know that Thor's concern for this hammer far exceeds any of his past girlfriends.

In Thor's eyes, those past relationships probably don't weigh as much as this hammer!

Harry roughly analyzed, "That hammer is very likely Mjolnir.

Wait a moment, I'll go there immediately!"

"Mjolnir?"

Upon hearing this, a look of surprise instantly appeared on Coulson's face, and he couldn't help but ask, "Are you referring to the weapon wielded by Thor, the God of Thunder, in Norse mythology?"

"That's right.

I remember telling you about Asgard before, that hammer is from there," Harry replied.

Coulson shook his head slightly, and explained with a wry smile, "Mr.

Harry, even if you have mentioned it, it's still hard to believe when these things from mythology actually appear in reality.

After all, we've heard those stories since we were little, and we've always regarded them as fiction."

Video calling with Coulson, Harry carefully observed the surrounding space environment.

After confirming that everything was correct, he first safely sent Gwen home, and then directly opened a portal and stepped into it, instantly appearing in a remote wilderness.

This is a desert in New Mexico, desolate and uninhabited on weekdays, as if it were a corner forgotten by the world.

The scorching sunlight stabs down like needles all the time, relentlessly baking the earth.

As far as the eye can see, it is a vast and boundless sea of sand.

Some time ago, lightning and thunder raged, and this desert was shrouded in a sudden storm.

Suddenly, a dazzling light pierced the night sky, and a meteorite fell from the sky, engulfing billowing smoke and dust, and crashed to the ground with a bang.

When the first person came to the impact crater, they were stunned to find that this was not a meteorite at all, but a hammer with a peculiar shape.

Filled with curiosity, the man immediately reached out and grabbed the hammer handle, trying to lift it up.

To his surprise, no matter how hard he tried, even with a car to pull it, he couldn't move the hammer even a fraction.

Obviously, this is a supernatural phenomenon!

As the first discoverer told the story after getting drunk, the news spread quickly like wildfire.

Within a few days, the hammer's landing point became lively, with countless people coming to try to pick up the hammer, but they all came in high spirits and left in disappointment.

This phenomenon continued until a few days later, when a mysterious organization quietly appeared.

They acted quickly, set up heavy cordon lines, surrounded the impact crater, and arranged for dedicated personnel to guard it, strictly prohibiting civilians from approaching.

Therefore, this matter gradually subsided and faded out of the public eye, and was only occasionally mentioned in the after-dinner chats of a few people.

But what they don't know is that the story about Mjolnir and its incompetent master is now officially unfolding!

When Harry walked out of the portal, Coulson had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing him appear, he immediately greeted him with a warm smile on his face, raised his hand to signal, and led Harry towards the center of the newly built military base.

Along the way, Harry was full of curiosity, constantly looking around.

Through a series of windows, he could see the towering walls or fences surrounding the military base and the dense surveillance cameras.

In just a few steps, he saw several patrol cars slowly passing by, with soldiers in full gear carefully examining every corner of the surrounding area, not letting go of any potential threats.

Harry raised his eyebrows, a smile appearing on his face, and joked, "It seems you guys attach great importance to Mjolnir."

"Mjolnir?"

Hearing this name, Coulson was a little puzzled.

"It's Mjolnir, because Thor treasures that hammer so much, just like a cat slave treats his cat master, so I call it that."

"You and Thor are very close?"

A hint of curiosity flashed in Coulson's eyes, and he probed without showing any emotion.

"Yeah, of course, his personality is very good, bold and straightforward, and it's especially pleasant to get along with him, unlike Loki, who is full of bad ideas and always does things that make people's heads hurt!"

Coulson heard the words, immediately closed his mouth, and fell into silence.

He didn't dare to complain about the two gods behind their backs, especially the famous trickster god Loki and the thunder god Thor.

Who can guarantee that the gods will not have some unimaginable means of observation?

If they find out, it may trigger a serious diplomatic crisis!

Even if this possibility was extremely slim, as an experienced and well-trained agent, Coulson adhered to his consistent cautious style, and would never leave even the slightest opportunity for potential crises.

The two arrived at the core area of the military base, and looking around, they saw a bald agent standing in the meteorite crater, carefully examining Mjolnir.

Harry had some impression of this agent. He was clearly bald, but he had no aura or qualifications of a strong person. He wasn't qualified at all, and seemed to be called Sitwell.

Sitwell's face darkened when he saw Harry and Coulson approaching, as if he had recalled some unpleasant memories.

However, the excellent self-cultivation honed by years of agent life allowed him to quickly restrain his inner emotions.

He raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a professional smile, and said to Harry:

"Potter Consultant, this is that hammer. We have tried countless methods, but we have been unable to lift it."

Coulson and Sitwell looked at Harry with anticipation, hoping to gain some information from him.

These mysterious things were too complicated. Not to mention Sitwell, even Coulson, this newly promoted magical genius, really didn't understand, so he could only ask Harry for help.

Harry nodded and walked to the front of Mjolnir.

In an instant, magic power, like agile silk threads, intertwined and constructed in an orderly manner in his eyes, and a delicate observation magic circle quickly formed.

The magic circle flickered with light, and Harry's gaze penetrated through the magic circle, directly probing into the interior of Mjolnir.

Soon, a large amount of complex information surged in like a tide. Harry concentrated and continued to conduct a meticulous analysis of Mjolnir's structure.

The hammerhead of Thor's Hammer was carefully forged from the highest-level Uru alloy in Asgard, and the handle was made of wood from the World Tree.

In addition to these materials, inside Thor's Hammer, a massive number of Runic arrays were densely engraved.

These runes were ancient and mysterious, giving Thor's Hammer many amazing and powerful properties.

These include controlling lightning, flight ability, energy shields, magic resistance, and so on...

But even the powerful Runic arrays, among the endless mysteries contained in Thor's Hammer, they still cannot be considered the most core and most important existence.

The most important and crucial thing is the blessing from the God-King Odin!

Odin poured a massive amount of majestic divine power, deeply injecting it into Thor's Hammer, and cast a spell on Thor's Hammer, only those who are recognized by Odin, possess noble character, a sense of justice, and sufficient power can lift it.

This information was not confidential, so Harry told Coulson without reservation.

Coulson frowned slightly upon hearing this, and after pondering for a moment, he smiled wryly and said, "In that case, in the eyes of that God-King, none of us are considered to possess noble character and a sense of justice."

Harry was not surprised by this. His expression was calm, and he said with a smile, "This is normal. For the God-King, the world of mortals is complex and chaotic, and the vast majority of people find it difficult to reach the height he expects. In my opinion, perhaps only the former Captain America, Steve Rogers, is qualified to meet the requirements set by the God-King."

Hearing Harry's words, Coulson's eyes lit up, and he said in surprise, "Potter Consultant, are you also a fan of the Captain?"

"Yes, he is a respectable person."

At this moment, Harry suddenly walked towards Thor's Hammer. Coulson also showed a look of anticipation, curious as to whether Harry could lift Thor's Hammer.

Harry stood in front of Thor's Hammer, his eyes full of curiosity and inquiry.

He had been fascinated by the mysteries of this hammer before, and he had even specially asked Thor to borrow the hammer for in-depth research.

But Thor treasured this hammer so much that he didn't even think about it and refused him without hesitation.

For Thor, Mjolnir was like his beloved wife, and he would not allow anyone to covet it in the slightest, let alone touch it.

Harry smiled mischievously, reached out and grabbed the handle of Mjolnir, and lifted it up with force, easily picking it up!

Coulson and Sitwell, who were on the side, suddenly shrank their pupils when they saw this.

Coulson was full of joy, because this meant that Harry was a person full of justice; while Sitwell's expression became more and more gloomy. He knew that Hydra's plan to invite Harry was going to be aborted before it even started.

They really couldn't imagine what else Harry could rely on to lift Thor's Hammer besides his noble character.

Strength?

This was simply a fantasy. In this world, whose strength could be stronger than the God-King Odin?

Coulson quickly stepped forward, looking at Harry incredulously, as well as Thor's wife in his hand, and exclaimed, "Potter Consultant, you, like the Captain, possess noble qualities!"

But what Coulson didn't expect was that, facing his praise, Harry shook his head slightly, denying his statement.

In Coulson's slightly confused gaze, Harry said with a faint smile, "No, Coulson, I am just a mortal, but compared to ordinary people, I have quite a bit of strength!"

The chaotic magic power in his body vibrated slightly, completely suppressing Thor's Hammer, which was created by God-King Odin with all his strength!

Poor Thor, his beloved wife has completely become Harry's shape!

If Thor saw this scene, wouldn't this be a case of NTR?!

Sensing the immense power contained in Mjolnir in his hand, Harry raised his eyebrows, thinking with interest:

Thor, your wife is really good!