Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Back in the classroom, Snape stepped onto the podium and quickly scanned the faces of the students. He could tell at a glance which ones were confident and which ones were anxious.

After teaching for so many years, this kind of thing has almost become his passive skill.

Snape lowered his head expressionlessly, a piece of chalk floated up, and he wrote a large line of words on the blackboard.

Elementary use of magic.

After this line of words was written bit by bit by the flying chalk, he raised his head and walked off the podium: "Last semester, you should have been exposed to knowledge about meditation, and Professor Lu Ping also taught me

I have experienced it myself with the help of others. According to my observation, you already have a lot of magic power in your body."

"As we all know, any use of magic is inseparable from magic power - write it down, although this sentence is nonsense, it is necessary nonsense."

Soon the sound of pen touching paper was heard in the classroom.

"The elementary use of magic power is a new course added this year. Actually, I didn't want to explain it to you in such detail, but considering that last year there was an idiot who just finished meditating and used the portal according to the rules, cut it off

I lost one of my arms...So, I think I still have to make you understand one thing."

Snape said some scary words slowly, but his expression became a little serious: "Before I am sure that you can practice or have completely mastered a magic. Never use any one in private.

Magic, understand?"

Someone in the audience suddenly raised his hand and asked: "Professor Snape, can't even the magic we learned before using a wand work?"

Snape glanced at him and said calmly: "Mr. Ruskin, your question is very interesting - yes, of course. Why not? But I still have to remind you that if you keep using the wand to cast spells, your final exam will be

You may fail the wandless spellcasting course. You are already in third grade this year and already have your own opinions, so I won’t say too much."

He paused, skipped the topic, and got to the point.

The one-hour long lesson passed by in a blink of an eye. No one dared to skip Snape's class or make trouble for him, even if he was much gentler than before. He punished people without mercy.

When the bell rang, the students breathed a sigh of relief. They took their books and walked out of the classroom in twos and threes. They didn't even dare to breathe when they passed in front of Snape, and most of them chose to leave through the back door of the classroom.

.Only a few people would walk through the front door and say hello to him.

Without raising his head, Snape cleaned the podium and responded one by one. When everyone left, he caught a glimpse of a figure standing at the door from the corner of his eye. He sighed.

"I said, I won't talk to you...?!"

Snape looked at the oriental man standing at the door with a face full of astonishment. He seemed a little at a loss at this moment.

He Shenyan walked into the classroom with a smile on his face. He glanced at the blackboard behind Snape, which was covered with dense writing. The mage looked at each word carefully and said: "You have learned a lot.

That's solid, Mr. Snape."

"When did you come back?"

"Just now... By the way, I actually finished watching your class."

Snape suddenly felt a very awkward feeling of embarrassment, which made him cough unconsciously, and then he tried his best to straighten his face: "Compared with you, my level is just -"

"——Don't be so presumptuous, you have done a great job. I noticed some small changes you made in the magic restrictions at Hogwarts. The genius design of those magic inscriptions is not something that everyone can think of.

"

"Thank you for the compliment."

Snape still looked calm and relaxed, but the hand under the podium was already holding the black robe tightly.

Over the years, the more he learns the new magic brought by He Shenyan, the more he feels how unfathomable this man is. Those new theoretical knowledge are definitely not just as simple as opening up a way forward - it is opening a door.

A completely new door, with treasures behind it. And how strong is He Shenyan, who is walking in front of them all?

The significance of being able to get his approval may be too much. Snape never thought that besides resurrecting Lily, he could have such an exciting moment. Unlike the burning emotions at that time, he felt more at this time

It is a sense of pride in being recognized academically.

He Shenyan could see Snape's excitement. He didn't point it out, but just made an invitation gesture: "Do you mind chatting for a while? Your use of magic inscriptions makes me very curious."

"certainly!"

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Ashes never thought that he would one day ride a horse again.

To be precise, he was riding a horse with others. Although the horse was not actually alive, but an illusory product constructed by the mage using magic. It was covered in metal and did not need to eat or rest. But.

...

The fireproof girl sat behind him, holding his waist tightly with both hands. Thinking of this, Hui Jing felt that his thoughts were stuck.

The two of them embarked on their journey in silence.

The wilderness that He Shenyan found for them was marked on the map as Dalmo Plain. It was vast, sparsely populated, and rich in products. He also applied a protective magic that prohibited strangers from entering, and the destination of their journey was Frey.

Erjord is located to the west of the Dalmo Plain.

A bitter cold place......

He thought of the places he had been to, and there were many similar lands. But this was a different world, who knew if there would be new dangers? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but tighten the reins in his hands.

"Lord Ashes..."

The fireproof woman's voice came from behind him. She raised her right hand and pointed in a certain direction in front of her: "Is there someone there?"

Looking along her fingers, Ashes' gaze soon became a little dangerous. He got off the horse without saying a word, signaled the fire prevention girl to wait for him where he was, and then walked forward.

The man was wearing a dirty cloth and lying on the ground. Even if it was stained with dust, he didn't seem to care. He whispered like a madman, holding a field mouse tightly in his hand. From time to time, he would

He stuck out his tongue and licked the carcass of the field mouse twice.

Ashes came behind him, and before he could speak, the man turned his head suddenly. His face was purple, which was definitely not the color of a normal human being. As early as the moment he turned back, Ashes suddenly pulled out his waist.

At the same time, the man's eyes flashed fiercely, and two dots of scarlet ignited.

The next second, his head flew high.

The smelly black blood spilled all over the ground, falling on the grass and making a hissing burning sound. An unpleasant smell quickly spread to Ashes' nose, and he couldn't help but frown - after the taste recovered, so did the smell.

.In the past, he could ignore those bad circumstances, but now, I'm afraid it will be affected to some extent.

The ashes wiped the blood from the sword on the man's body and put it into its sheath. He squatted down and observed his body carefully.

The parts of the man that were not covered by clothes, such as his arms or thighs, had a large number of purple-red blood vessels. This phenomenon did not exist before, at least not before he became ferocious and wanted to attack Ashes. Moreover, it was obvious that

The owner is dead, but these purple-red blood vessels are still beating a little bit.

Hui Jin already had some guesses in his mind.

He took off his gauntlet and carefully touched the purple-red blood vessels. The touch was extremely strange, not like human skin, but like some kind of cold stone. It was hard and had the unique discomfort of inhuman things.

Feeling. He took off the knife from his waist and slightly cut a blood vessel, and the black blood immediately spurted out.

The fishy smell became stronger and stronger, and Ashes watched the gushing blood carefully without changing his expression. They were extremely viscous and had a certain biological texture. There is no doubt that this is definitely not what human blood should have.

Look.

He finally frowned and found a small mark in his hand. Through this medium, a flame ignited in his hand and then spewed out.

However, the headless corpse and his head were burned in an instant. After the corpse was completely burned to ashes, he somehow released a piece of freezing mist from his hand, stopping the spread of the fire.

Back on the horse, even if Ashes didn't speak, the fireproof girl could feel the change in his mood. She asked in a low voice: "Is something wrong, Lord Ashes?"

After a while, Hui Jin answered her: "I don't know either."

The answers are very his style, concise and clear, and they are exactly what they say. They are just a little irritating.

The fireproof woman's hands held his waist tighter, and she was almost leaning against him. She leaned into his ear and whispered softly: "I will accompany you."

Hui Jin didn't answer, and seemed to be just concentrating on his way. Only he knew what he was thinking, and he had a hunch that this journey might not be so easy.

Freljord.

Kedar put down the deer in his hand and wiped his sweat. The most difficult winter was over. He found a place far away from people and built his own hut. The workmanship was still rough, not as good as the one he had in Ionia.

The house built with help from others is comfortable to live in. But it is also a shelter from wind and rain.

He did not choose to deal with the deer near his home. You must know that the smell of blood can easily attract predators. He did not want to be attacked by bears, wolves or other animals in the middle of the night. Even if he could handle it, he

Your home will probably become a mess.

Half squatting on the ground, Kedar skinned the deer very skillfully, then divided it into pieces and cut it. The antlers were thrown on the ground. This thing was of no use to him at all - he didn't need money, he just needed the ability.

Materials to keep yourself alive.

When everything he needed was tied up with ropes and carried behind his back, only a pool of blood and internal organs were left on the ground. Kedar turned around and left without any regrets. He knew that this place would soon be occupied.

Surrounded by a pack of wolves. They will eat the internal organs in an orderly manner, and even lick up the blood.

Kedar did this on purpose.

He knew the existence of the wolves, and the wolves also knew his existence. They did not disturb each other, but they were somewhat related to each other's lives. For example, Kedar would deliberately leave the internal organs in place for them to eat - Freir

The Zhuode people don't have any tradition of not eating offal. It's a habit of noble gentlemen, but they are not.

The group of wolves would also avoid his house when hunting, and sometimes even choose to bring him small prey such as fish. Kedar had never seen such a smart wolf before, but he didn't care.

When he returned to his home, he opened the rough wooden door, opened the cellar, and threw the venison on his back in. He didn't plan to eat it tonight, so he would keep it for a while. He wasn't worried about it getting spoiled, after all, here

But Freljord.

Sitting on the chair he made himself, Kedar took a cup of hot tea and took a sip. The warmth made his stomach feel better. He had been busy all morning and didn't have time to eat. Leaning on the chair, he

Lost in thought.

I don’t know what happened to that girl.

There are also tribes, I hope everything is well for them.

The faces of his brother and father appeared in front of Kedar's eyes again, and he sighed inaudibly. This land is too cruel, brothers can kill each other, and the sword-fighting between father and son may only happen in this land.

It will only happen in Raeljord.

His ears twitched, and there was a sound outside the door. Kedar frowned, and his hand was already on the ax he had placed by the door. On the ax handle, Ornn's mark was still emitting warmth.

Kedar opened the door cautiously and saw a naked woman standing tremblingly in the woods in front of his house. She was covered in blood and looked in a daze. A line of bloody footprints spread backwards from where she stood, all the way to

a place far away.

After thinking again and again, Kedar chose to say: "Hey!"

Unexpectedly, he had just spoken, and the woman's face had already become panicked at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. Her facial features were squeezed together, and she let out a long scream from her throat, and then she fell to the ground and died.

Already.

What kind of situation is this?!

Kedar looked at everything in front of him and was speechless.

When it was getting dark, he finally dug the woman's grave not far from home and buried her. In any case, he couldn't do such a thing as watching a person's body exposed in the wilderness. Even if it cost him no time.

The same goes for cooking and being hungry.

Sighing, Kedar picked up his ax and shovel and walked back to his home. While he was still thinking about what to eat for dinner, a ray of light and the sound of conversation coming from under his wooden door made the man's heart change.

His face quickly became fierce.

Kedar quickly threw the shovel aside and already held the ax in his hand. He lowered his pace and quietly approached the door of his house, listening carefully to the situation inside.

"Are you sure the footprint breaks right here?"

"That's right, boss. I'm sure of it. Besides, even if you can't trust me, you still have to trust Ruto's nose!"

"Woof woof!"

"Look, Ruto has made you believe in him!"

"Shut up that stupid dog of yours...Who knows when the owner of this house will come back?"

"He will come back as soon as he comes back. We just want to ask him something."

"Yeah, I'm just asking something." The person called the boss said with a helpless voice: "Then you shouldn't eat other people's food!"

"Just eat...he won't care."

You can't tell, young man.

Kedar kicked the door open.