Ancient One of this universe looked at Harry, her expression briefly dazed before she sighed.
"Sorry, Harry. Though I would have liked to become your teacher, I'm not her.
She has already returned to Eternity, while I still have to work myself to the bone for another five years."
"Uh..." Ancient One's first words left Harry speechless. He had no idea how to respond.
He couldn't exactly say that his teacher's current happiness was built upon his suffering, and that this version of her would be dead in just five years, could he?
After a brief pause, Harry complained, "My teacher left too suddenly and didn't settle many matters. It took me a great deal of effort to get the Guardian Array running smoothly again."
"But you did very well, didn't you?" Ancient One said with a smile.
For a moment, Harry truly felt that the kind old woman before him was his own teacher.
He shook his head, then suddenly smiled. "Yes, I did very well. Even my teacher didn't know that I had begun making arrangements before she left. The task of clearing out the Dimensional Creatures invading Earth has been handed to the Lender, so I can actually slack off on schedule now."
To his surprise, Ancient One gave him a mysterious smile. "Perhaps she knew?"
Harry: "..."
"Fine, she might really have known. As expected of another version of my teacher—you understand yourself so well. So, are you planning to give the Time Stone to Banner now?"
When the terrifying Mysterious Person named Harry mentioned him, Banner nodded heavily and pleaded once more.
"Please give me the Time Stone. The lives and deaths of half the life in a universe depend on it!
Oh, right. Doctor Strange gave me this mission. He kept saying that he