The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel.

Chapter 3: Braised Egg (X) Motherfuxxer MAN (√)
Wes Elvin began his magical journey in Hogwarts, the mysterious and solemn magic school, with great anticipation.

At the same time, he was also curiously exploring the function of the mysterious panel.

After careful investigation, he found that this panel did not seem to have any other surprising functions except for allowing him to travel freely between the two worlds and accurately displaying its own attributes.

As time went by and Wes Irwin grew up, he was surprised to find that his magical powers were still growing.

You know, in this wonderful world of Harry Potter.

Normally, after a wizard reaches adulthood, the growth of his magical power will stagnate and reach a relatively stable state.

Wes Irving knew deep down that he didn't think he was unique.

In other words, this amazing magic power is still growing, and it must be a unique ability given to him by the panel.

This is a powerful ability with infinite possibilities and the ability to continue to grow.

Wes Irwin was ecstatic when he realized this.

This means that there is no upper limit to the development of his strength, and there are endless possibilities waiting for him to explore.

Soon, Wes Irwin graduated from Hogwarts with the undisputed first place.

Unexpectedly, he unexpectedly rejected many job opportunities that were considered excellent and attractive by other wizards.

Just because there was a new change in his panel, new words suddenly appeared in the world column - "Maze Rice".

Wes Erwin decided without hesitation to bravely explore this new world.

It is a world that is simply a paradise for explorers. In the maze inside it, there are huge numbers of magical beasts, a wide variety of precious medicinal herbs, and huge and coveted treasures.

In that world full of opportunities and challenges, Wes Erwin successfully earned his first pot of gold.

With the potions and alchemy he learned at Hogwarts, he was very skilled in making various magical potions with miraculous effects and unique magic props.

This process not only greatly honed his skills, making them more skilled and sophisticated, but also became Wes Irwin's main source of income.

Today, the panel looks like this:
Host: Wes Erwin
World: Marvel Harry Potter; Maze Rice

Occupation: Wizard/Apothecary/Alchemist
Level: 3
You know, the strength of level 3 is equivalent to that of a Hogwarts professor, and the outstanding ones among them are the highly respected deans of various colleges.

Wes Irwin's strength has reached the peak of level 3.

Thanks to the rich and diverse resources of the three worlds, Wes Elvin's strength has improved rapidly, allowing him to fully digest the vast amount of knowledge he learned in Hogwarts for seven years.

However, Wes Irwin was keenly aware that if he wanted to successfully enter the higher realm of Level 4, his current accumulated foundation was still obviously insufficient, and the existing knowledge he possessed could not effectively support him to reach that higher realm of magic.

"I still have to go back to Hogwarts. The tens of thousands of books in the library, filled with profound magical knowledge, are enough for me to gain the strength I need to reach Level 4. I really should have worked harder back then," Wes Irwin sighed. "But my reputation isn't great. Will Headmaster Dumbledore approve my application?"

In order to further enhance his magical abilities, Wes Elvin had dealt with many dark wizards who were considered evil in the past, and had done many things that violated the Ministry of Magic's bans.

Headmaster Dumbledore, who is always well-informed, could not have been unaware of this.

"No matter what, I'm going to give it a try. I've already disposed of the stock anyway, so I'll go to Harry Potter World to replenish the necessary materials."

"Zhandi, have you packed your things?"

Wes Erwin asked loudly.

"Ready, my lord."

Jandi answered loudly, holding a brown suitcase that looked much larger than it was.

"Let's go, let's go to Diagon Alley." Wes Erwin said decisively.

"Yes!" Zhan Di responded.

Then, Zhan Di opened the suitcase with a quick movement and walked in.

What is strange is that after putting it in, there is no visible change in the appearance of the suitcase.

This suitcase is Wes's masterpiece, and its inspiration was based on Newt Scamander's magical suitcase.

A series of powerful and practical magics, such as the traceless stretching spell and the constant temperature spell, were cast on the inside of the suitcase, and various rare and precious materials were added during its production.

The surface of the suitcase is made of precious fire dragon leather, and even the small button on it is worth a lot of money.

Although it looks like an ordinary suitcase from the outside, the space inside is surprisingly large, with three fully equipped laboratories and five spacious storage rooms.

It is no exaggeration to say that almost all of Weiss's wealth is stored in this suitcase. Weiss picked up this precious suitcase and disappeared on the spot.

The mysterious Hogwarts Potions Shop at 7 Arthur Avenue also disappeared in the deep night, as if it had never existed.

"Sir, the potion shop has disappeared." Phil Coulson, who had been paying close attention to the place, hurriedly reported it immediately.

"Got it, come back." A brief reply came from the other end of the phone.

"Yes, sir."

Phil Coulson responded, then glanced at the potion shop between No. 6 and No. 8 Arthur Avenue, and then hurriedly drove away in his car.

The car sped all the way and soon drove into the Trident headquarters building.

After stopping, Phil Coulson didn't even have time to catch his breath, and strode quickly to the door of the director's office.

He first stood still, carefully tidied up his slightly messy clothes, then raised his right hand and gently knocked on the door.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Come in." A low voice came from the room.

Phil Coulson took a deep breath and slowly opened the door. The room was pitch black.

"Sir, to be honest, I can't see you at all without turning on the lights." Phil Coulson said helplessly.

The lights came on instantly, and a head as shiny as a boiled egg appeared before my eyes...

A black man with a bald head was staring at Phil Coulson with his arms crossed and a sharp look in his eyes.

The man sat steadily in a luxurious boss chair, his majestic posture seemed to be in control of everything.

"Phil, I hope you bring me good news."

Nick Fury's face was gloomy and his eyes were fixed on Phil Coulson.

Phil Coulson shrugged helplessly and said, "Unfortunately, it's bad news. The owner of the potion shop is indeed a magician."

"Yeah."

The bad news didn't change Nick Fury's expression at all, and his tone was very calm.

"From my observation, it seems that the magician is only trying to obtain the gold. The danger level is not high at the moment."

Phil Coulson said cautiously.

"Is this your judgment? Phil, think carefully about what our responsibilities are."

"To maintain the world's security and protect the lives of ordinary people." Phil Coulson straightened his back and answered loudly with pride.

"That's right, but now you say that such a mysterious magician who is out of our control poses no threat!" Nick Fury's tone became stern.

"Can you guarantee that this magician will always be so honest?"

"If I weren't so short of manpower right now, I'd really like to send you back to the academy right away to study again! I want you to hone your judgment skills!"

"Sorry sir!" Phil Coulson lowered his head with a guilty look on his face.

"List this guy as a Class XXX observation subject. Find out his true identity and all his details at all costs."

Nick Fury waved his hand and gave the order.

"Yes, sir!"

Phil Coulson quickly accepted the order and turned to leave.

Nick Fury looked out the window at the bustling yet dangerous New York City and sighed with emotion: "There are endless terrorists, aliens who come to Earth as 'guests' from time to time, and now a mysterious magician has appeared."

He pounded his fist on the glass and said bitterly, "Is there another god coming out to rule over mankind?"

"motherfuxxer!"

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(End of this chapter)