I'm the Demon King in Marvel

"Finally," Wanda murmured to herself.

Brother Lin's mission is to nail down the nature of Kamar-Taj in front of the world, so she didn't make a move just now, just waiting for the other party to explode.

In the plan made by Lin Hao, when Tom shouted that sentence, Kamar-Taj, which was closely connected with the secular world, would definitely get the news. Ancient One might not come, but the arrogant Casillas would most likely come.

This leaves room for maneuver.

Even though Kaecilius doesn't know the ritual to summon Dormammu yet,... Odin knows!

Lin Hao had planned from the very beginning to have Dormammu show up and walk the runway.

A distorted purple-red light curtain suddenly appeared in the dark sky, and a pair of strange eyes descended over Hogwarts.

Cold, evil, twisted and other emotions shrouded the hearts of all witnesses.

There is no doubt that this must be an evil villain!

"Who is calling..."

When Dormammu saw the smiling Queen of Asgard, he also felt a sharp edge pointing at him from the distant interstellar space.

Gungnir, the Eternal Spear.

I suffered a loss once before, so the memory is particularly clear.

"Damn it, Odin, you're trying to trick me!" Dormammu turned around and left without saying a word.

"Lord Dormammu, you..." Casillas was dumbfounded.

The Dark Lord came quickly and left even faster, but the feeling he left on the witnesses lingered in their hearts for a long time.

The old guys in America even developed a strong desire in their hearts to call upon Him.

This is the inherent attraction of darkness, and it is also one of the ways that dimensional demons use to spread faith.

Not to mention those who have faced it directly, even if someone obtains some items containing residual power, it will gradually distort the cognition of those who come into contact with it.

"Tsk, that's boring, running so fast." Wanda, whose magic power has greatly increased, has recently been eager to take action.

After obtaining the magic from the Harry Potter world, Wanda's magical bloodline was fully activated and her strength improved by leaps and bounds.

"Harry Potter" is a magical world that focuses on bloodline, and Scarlet Witch is definitely a person with first-class bloodline talent.

At present, even the former Dark Lord is no match for Wanda because she has the accumulation of two worlds.

Queen Frigga can compete with Wanda, but Asgard is one of Lin Hao’s most important supporters at present, so the two sides can only communicate to the point.

It's more like a discussion than a discussion.

"Mr. Edward, please take this bad guest away." Tom waved his hand: "The dinner is about to begin."

Fourth update, try again

Chapter 140 I didn't lie to you, did I? I really got younger!

The dinner was held in a huge banquet hall. There was no banquet hall of this size in Alnwick Castle, so Tom Riddle had to renovate it.

The huge banquet hall can currently accommodate more than 2,000 people, and in the future it can be divided into levels to accommodate students of different grades.

Tom hit the wine glass with the spoon, making a "ding-ding" sound.

All the children raised their heads, temporarily resisting the temptation of the delicious food on the long table, and looked at their powerful headmaster.

"First of all, thank you all for coming to our school's opening ceremony." Tom raised his glass and toasted the old guys in the guest seats first.

These are the ones who will be robbed soon, so just consider this as a farewell drink.

The old guys naturally responded in a friendly manner.

"Students, dinner is about to begin. Please enjoy your food." Tom was still direct and straightforward, without the nagging nature of a leader.

After a busy afternoon, the children were already hungry, so they could no longer restrain themselves and started eating and drinking voraciously.

They are all teenagers, so there is no problem of indigestion.

After they return to the dormitory, they will probably make a lot of noise for a while before going to sleep.

There was a dazzling array of delicious food on the long table, with a tangy aroma. Many children from turbulent countries had never eaten such food since they were born, and they shed tears while eating.

"Is this not a dream? If it is, let me wake up later."

"Can I take some home for Mom and Dad?"

Gwen Stacy turned to look at the female classmate who was sobbing next to her.

The classmate was actually the same age as her, but was short in stature, and it was obvious that she was underdeveloped due to malnutrition.

"Eat quickly. Although you can't take it back home, once you learn magic, mom and dad's lives will get better, and we'll be able to eat these delicacies soon."

"Okay." The female classmate nodded heavily.

There are sensible children, and naturally there are also children from wealthy families.

"What a bunch of bumpkins! I really don't know why Principal Riddle would recruit such lowly country bumpkins." A little boy with golden hair gave a sarcastic smile to the opposite side.

"That's right, magic should belong to us noble aristocrats." Someone next to him echoed.

"After school starts, I'll find an opportunity to make them realize their inferiority and get them to leave on their own initiative."

……

There are also gangs among the little kids, but Tom doesn't intend to care. He just needs to complete the tasks assigned by his master.

He is not responsible for ideological guidance.

The children ate for almost an hour and finally could not eat any more and fell forward one after another.

"Edward, take the students back to the dormitory and remember to let them drink a glass of digestive water before going to bed." Tom ordered.

"Okay." Whitebeard quite liked this atmosphere.

Although it is a clone, it has perfectly inherited all the characteristics of the original body. It can only be said that Vegapunk's cloning technology is too unreasonable, even the personality can be perfectly copied.

After all the children had left, the real night banquet began.

Haven't the old guys waited for so many days just for this moment?

Tom and Yang Guo were the only teachers left at the main seat. Whitebeard went to arrange for the students to go to bed. Wanda had already left, and Frigga didn't want to see the ugly scene that was about to happen.

Tom took out his wand and waved it at the door, and the door of the banquet hall closed.

Then he took out three glass bottles and waved at the old guys.

"We are all civilized gentlemen. To maintain decency, I decided to adopt a dark shooting mode."

While Tom was talking, Yang Guo brought out a wooden box from somewhere with a small opening on it.

"Hogwarts has just been established, and there are indeed many areas that need funds. I have no choice but to ask you to donate money. Please write down the amount you are willing to donate on a piece of paper, and the three people with the most kindness will receive the magic potion made by me."

"Damn it..." All the old guys present cursed inwardly: "As expected, this old guy who has lived for hundreds of years doesn't leave any loopholes."

Of course, they had already discussed it in advance before they came, and who would get the three bottles of medicine had already been arranged. Anyone who dared to mess around would be suppressed together when they returned.

Because Tom Riddle took out not one bottle, but three bottles. Since he could take out three bottles, he could definitely take out more.

At worst, you just have to wait a little longer.

There's no need to go crazy this time.

Therefore, the three decision-makers who have great power, much wealth and are old have actually secretly determined the ownership through the exchange of interests.

The old guys from both Britain and America agreed to follow the agreed charter.

Who are they?

They are a group of superior people who are used to being superior and dare not disobey anyone. Even if the other party is a wizard, they cannot let him lead them by the nose.

It's nothing more than donating a slightly larger amount, just like giving alms to beggars.

Unexpectedly, the other party was not easy to deal with and chose the "secret shooting" mode.

In this way, the old guys who are suppressed will not be obedient.

It is possible that there will be one in the future, but what if there isn’t?

The most important thing is to secure the profits.

Previously, due to the rules set by the big conglomerates and big families, the weaker families could only give up this time and leave their hopes for next time.

But now if you choose the "dark shooting" mode, you don't have to be obedient.

Although the power controlled by these old guys varies, the differences are difficult to show unless they go to war.

Assets of 100 billion and 200 billion may seem to differ by half, but in fact, the power they display is not much different, because most of the assets are in a "deposited" state, and unless there is an "all-out war", the excess parts will not be used at all.

Those who are suffering from drought will die of drought, and those who are suffering from floods will die of floods.

The old guys will then return to their previous understanding: since others have taken out three bottles, there must be more. Since you asked me to give way this time, I can also let you give way this time.

It just depends on who is willing to pay more.

A "secret shot" broke the old guys' previous layout, which was a bit like "two peaches killing three warriors".

The peaceful atmosphere suddenly turned into a war-torn atmosphere.

This becomes a test of determination, and who is more willing to bleed.

"Everyone, you can start writing now." Tom added fuel to the fire and yawned, "It's getting late. After we finish, we should go back and rest."

The old guys took a deep breath, knowing that Tom was plotting something. They had no choice but to give up the original amount and start bleeding heavily.

In the end, it took Yang Guo a full half hour to collect all the notes.

It was much easier for Tom. He took out his wand and waved it. The wooden box split open and a note with the amount written on it floated in front of him. He drew his conclusion with just a glance.

Take out the three with the largest amounts and read out their names.

"Congratulations, all three. Please come over."

Of the final three people, two were the original names, and the other was a guy who squeezed in after a heavy bleeding.

Compared to the originally estimated amount, the amount given now has increased by more than a hundred times, almost reaching the limit of the "live money" that each of them can come up with.

"Before drinking the potion, please remember this!"

Tom solemnly warned: "When you drink, you must firmly recall what you were like when you were young."