I'm the Demon King in Marvel

These questions are the key content that must be announced at the press conference that will be held soon, so of course they must be asked clearly.

"Yes, no matter which country you are in, as long as you have a letter in your hand, you can reach Hogwarts." Tom replied.

"By the way, Hogwarts does not charge tuition fees, but you need to bear the daily expenses of students' food and accommodation."

Appleby was stunned, but quickly responded: "Please don't worry, it's just a small matter."

Although it recruits students from all over the world and costs money to train extraordinary people for other countries, it is also a move to expand Britain's influence.

Back then, the Americans used the Qing Dynasty's indemnity to demand overseas students, and ultimately raised the first generation of banana people without spending a penny of their own money. The remaining poison has been a scourge for more than a hundred years.

Now is the extraordinary era, and every extraordinary combat force is precious.

Even if they come from other countries, Britain may not be able to keep them. They are just little kids between eight and ten years old, making them easy to brainwash.

Following the script set by his master, Tom added, "I will provide three magic potions at the opening dinner, to be given to the person who donates the largest amount."

Everyone who heard this gasped, and the temperature around them seemed to drop a little.

"Medicine...medicine..." Appleby covered his excited heart with his shaking hands and asked tremblingly, "What does it do?"

"It doesn't have any other effect..." Tom's voice was still calm, but his words were like thunder: "It just makes people look younger."

There was a sound of "hissing".

The temperature of the entire Annick Castle dropped by several degrees, and then there were pairs of flaming eyes.

"We will make arrangements immediately and publicize the news of the establishment of Hogwarts to the whole world!" Appleby pressed his chest hard and made a promise.

This isn't just the establishment of a magic school; it's a great opportunity for people to live a few more decades!

After the news spreads, the old guys in Britain will definitely unite as one and overcome any difficulties. Even if the Americans want to start a war, they will fight at all costs.

It wasn't them who died anyway.

"Go ahead, I need to make some changes to the campus." Tom waved his hand.

Appleby bowed to him and rushed to the car in the distance.

At this moment he was even faster than the young man.

Fourth update

Guess what Director Lin will do to make them look younger?

Chapter 131 The descendants of robbers and thieves are not worthy of learning noble magic

In this universe, Christmas Eve 2009 is destined to be a day that will be remembered in history.

The first known magic school in human history was officially completed and began recruiting students from all over the world on the same day.

"All children between eight and twelve years old in the world have the hope of receiving an admission letter to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry..." Humphrey Appleby stood at the podium of the press conference, greeting the eyes from all over the world with a smile.

"It's just that learning magic is not an easy task. It requires children to have magical talent."

"Sir, Mr. Appleby, what exactly is the magical talent?"

"How do we test this talent?"

"Can you guarantee a fair selection?"

"I still believe that only America can guarantee a fair and public selection!"

Ignoring the two whimpering losers behind him, Appleby smiled and explained, "I'm sorry, but the decision on whether someone has magical talent is entirely up to Mr. Riddle. I believe he will select qualified students."

The meaning is very clear. It is our magicians who are choosing the students, not you who are choosing the teachers or the schools. If you have the ability, go look somewhere else.

As he spoke, Appleby took out a folded letter with a red wax seal on the front. The seal was a badge representing Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"Everyone, please look. This is the admission letter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Appleby held up the letter and the camera gave a close-up so that audiences around the world could clearly see its appearance.

He opened the letter in front of the whole world, revealing a piece of yellowish parchment with a formatted text but a blank space for the name.

"Dear Mr. (Ms.) XX, we are honored to inform you that you have been admitted as a student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry..."

Appleby recited the format of the letter with greater passion than he would in a speech at a cabinet meeting.

"If your parents (or guardians) agree to your admission, please sign (or put your fingerprint) in the blank below, and magic will transmit your family's feedback back to the school."

"After signing, this admission invitation letter will serve as a space key. Please hold it tightly. The magic will take you directly to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

After the belief, Appleby focused on announcing the support that Britain provided to the magic school.

"After consultation with Mr. Riddle, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry will not charge any fees. Our government will provide free food and accommodation for every student."

This is called rhetoric. It was clearly Tom Riddle's request, but Appleby did not say a single wrong word, giving people the feeling that it was fought for by the British government.

Sure enough, reporters from various countries gave warm applause at the press conference, and the poor family in front of the screen finally had a glimmer of hope.

They had never thought that such a thing would happen to them before, they were just there to watch the fun. Even if they were lucky enough to be selected, they couldn't even afford the travel expenses.

There are so many countries on the earth, not every country has a sound government that will invest in the lower-class people after they show their value. There are also many turbulent countries with no order and only believe in the "man-eat-man" rule.

They will not invest in you, or they will try to snatch your opportunities. If they find that they cannot snatch them, they will even destroy you directly with the dark mentality of "If I don't have it, you won't have it either."

But it's different now.

This magic school seems to have taken all of this into consideration. It does not charge tuition fees, and you do not need to travel far. Once you are selected, you can set off immediately.

By then, even if the neighbors find out that someone is missing from the house, they can announce it openly without worrying about any sinister people, because after the fact, they will only hide their jealousy and come around with warm smiles.

Who dares to offend a family destined to produce a supernatural being?

After the detailed explanation, Appleby raised his wrist to check his watch and smiled, "The time Mr. Riddle scheduled has arrived. The admission invitation letter has been sent to the selected children. Please discuss fully with your parents and decide whether to enroll."

"Friendly reminder, the magic on the letter will expire after 24 hours, so please make a decision as soon as possible to avoid missing the opportunity."

"Tomorrow afternoon, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry will hold a grand opening ceremony and the first session of the school. Friends from all over the world are welcome to visit."

"Tonight, which is also Christmas Eve, the magic school will hold a start-of-term dinner."

After saying that, he never mentioned it again. He couldn't tell the whole world that a life-extending treasure would appear at the dinner, right?

Unfortunately, even if he didn't say it, the people on Earth who should have received the news still got it.

America’s “elite eagles” are so angry that they are about to explode.

"Why? Why can't we take over the magic school? Now that I'm controlled by others, even my voice has become softer!"

"How can we rob? The only way to rob is to start a war."

"The key is that even if we go to war, we may not be able to get it. That wizard seems to be hostile to America."

At this time, an informed big shot revealed the attitude that Tom had conveyed to the British top leaders.

"Because he thinks that we, the descendants of robbers and thieves, are not worthy of learning noble magic..."

"Fake Squid!"

"Bichi!"

"How dare he?"

"Why wouldn't you dare? If you have the guts, don't pretend to be an old English noble and attend a dinner party on Christmas Day!"

"Ugh……"

"Force will inevitably bring retaliation. Our technology is simply not capable of defending against space magic, and they have something we desperately need. So we can only cooperate."

"Why doesn't America have its own magician? Doesn't God bless America anymore?"

"We are where we are today, not because of God..."

"The past two years have been filled with disasters, and I don't know what happened."

A sneeze!

Lin Hao sneezed, touched his nose, and wondered: "Can I still catch a cold now?"

"No, someone must have scolded me!"

Just then, the Den Den Mushi rang.

Zheng Xian's face appeared in the video projection.

"Okay, are you scolding me?" Lin Hao is used to seizing the initiative.

He knew that Zheng Xian contacted him at this time probably because he was under too much pressure.

"How are you going to end this?" Zheng Xian stared at him closely.

There was no need to think about it. When Tom Riddle appeared for the first time, Zheng Xian was sure that this person was created by Lin Hao.

"We'll act out the whole show, and there will be children from China selected, and I guarantee that they'll all be from the S.H.I.E. Bureau." Lin Hao had already thought about it.

"When do you plan to open this school?" Zheng Xian asked again.

"Why are you panicking? The first batch of students will graduate in seven years at the earliest." Lin Hao was confident that he could control the situation: "Seven years later, I might be able to rebuild the High Heaven Palace. Why would I be afraid of a few little magicians?"

Anyway, Zheng Xian is on his side and will help him deal with the internal pressure.

Apart from Zheng Xian, no one knows the real boss behind this magic school. Zheng Xian's pressure comes from the arms race and...

"What about the dinner? What are you planning to do?"

Fifth update

Ask for next month's monthly ticket in advance~

Chapter 132 The Chosen Child

On the afternoon of Christmas Eve, Peter Parker and young Aunt May were decorating the house. Peter had already put on a full set of Santa Claus costume in advance, and Aunt May also joined in the fun, changing into a sexy Christmas outfit.

A red dress with a white collar and skirt, a narrow waist and a full bust. She also wore red and white over-the-knee cotton socks on her legs and playful antlers on her head.

Unfortunately, the only man in the house didn't know how to appreciate it. He was still working hard, fiddling with a Christmas tree he picked up from another neighborhood.

It was very hard for Aunt Mei to support the family alone. Fortunately, Peter was sensible since he was young. He did not compare himself with his classmates. He often picked up some usable things from outside and used his natural hands-on ability to repair them and continue to use them.

Aunt May was also pleased with Peter's understanding and wanted to give her child a better future.

"Hey, what is this?" The busy Peter suddenly found a letter under the Christmas tree.