Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

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The Forbidden Forest is still the same—at least mostly.

It's dark and dark. Even during the day, there's not much sunlight that can penetrate through the thick leaves and shine in. It seems that it's because it's too dark here and the trees don't need to see people, so they just grow up casually. Each one has a weird shape.

Yes, it seems a bit eerie. It's also very quiet here. Apart from the crisp sound of stepping on dead leaves, there is basically no other sound.

In such an environment, He Shenyan seemed to be on an outing. Not only did he wander slowly with his hands behind his back, he even had the time to fiddle with the Bowtruckles. They are magical creatures that look like leaves.

He became a spirit, but he had facial features similar to those of a human. He was very short, about eight feet tall.

Most of these little guys are shy. Basically, whenever they see He Shenyan, they will immediately hide on the branches. However, a few are not afraid of him, and even boldly touch his hand with their hands that look like plant roots.

.

"Funny little thing."

Bowtruckles, this is a good name. Names are magical, this has been proven more than once, and the habits of Bowtruckles had been read in a book when he first came here a few years ago.

Already.

They live in symbiosis with trees and protect them from any harm. They are usually peaceful in nature, but once the tree they live in is threatened, these seemingly harmless little things will jump down from the branches, and their plant roots will

Ordinary hands are quickly transformed into tiny blades that are notoriously sharp - more than one lumberjack has been blinded by these creatures.

Fortunately, after the 18th century, the Bowtruckles were brought out of the Muggle world by wizards. Today, only some very ancient and isolated villages spread legends about them.

I have to say that they remind the mage of another kind of creature.

Elf.

In the library of the White Tower Council, there are many descriptions of elves... Should I continue reading this time when I go back?

He thought as he wandered little by little into the depths of the Forbidden Forest. Here, the sunlight was even thinner, almost invisible. The dense and heavy leaves above his head firmly blocked the brilliance of the sun. Here,

, is a paradise for magical animals.

Standing under a very tall tree, the mage stretched out his hand and put it on its bark. The touch was not so much bark as some kind of metal. If a normal person had touched it, it would have been damaged by those tree trunks.

The barbs cut my hands so that they were covered in blood.

He Shenyan closed his eyes and gradually extended his spirit through the oldest tree in the Forbidden Forest to the entire Forbidden Forest. The natural spirits differ greatly from world to world. The one here at Hogwarts

The spirits of nature are not as active as those in Runeterra, but seem a little lifeless.

No matter how the mage called, it was unwilling to respond. He had no choice but to 'opportunistically' and temporarily borrowed the identity of this old tree.

This time, the spirit of nature accepted him.

"The Druids' spells are really useful..."

After a few seconds, He Shenyan let go of his hand as if he had been electrocuted. He opened his eyes with a strange expression on his face, and was a little bit dumbfounded - originally, he just wanted to find the location of the unicorns so that he could go and see those beautiful ones.

creature, but unexpectedly saw some pictures that he shouldn't have seen.

How should I put it... Unicorns are also living things, and living things need to reproduce.

All right.

The mage shrugged and disappeared in a flash. Come back another day. As for now, he plans to meet Dumbledore.

The spiritual power spread all over the world in an instant, and it was very easy to find him on a small island in the calm Pacific Ocean. The old man was wearing beach pants and loose short-sleeves and was lying on a beach chair to bask in the sun. There was also a man lying on the chair next to him.

A girl who looks somewhat similar to him is reading a book.

Due to the limitations of the teleportation spell, He Shenyan did not directly open a door above their heads to teleport him over, but chose another method.

He floated high in the sky and reached out to grab a cloud - ten minutes later, he arrived at the Pacific Ocean from England.

"Hello, Dumbledore."

He Shenyan fell from the sky. This way of appearing made the girl a little nervous. Dumbledore pushed away his sunglasses and smacked his lips in surprise: "Oh, hello, He. You came back earlier than I thought.

"

"What? I'm not welcome?"

Dumbledore shrugged, and said in a roundabout way, just like when they first met: "Ah, not really. It's just that it would be nice if you didn't meet me at this time - I am meeting my sister.

Enjoying a rare vacation."

The tall old man stood up from his chair and hugged He Shenyan with a smile. He introduced the mage: "This is my sister, Ariana Dumbledore."

"Hello, Miss Ariana." He Shenyan smiled and nodded at her. Ariana was still wearing a pale white robe even when she was sunbathing. She looked like two extremes from her brother. The girl timidly said

He covered half of his face with a book and answered him very quietly.

"Hello, Mr. He."

Dumbledore's right hand on the mage's shoulder used no trace of force and turned him around. The old man smiled brightly and said to Ariana: "My dear, just read here for a while, okay?

?This gentleman and I have something to talk about. We won’t go far, just on the beach over there, okay?”

Ariana nodded slightly.

After the two walked out for a while, He Shenyan looked at the blue sea in front of him, with a smile in his voice: "You seem to be nervous about her?"

Dumbledore glared at him fiercely: "Remember to change your face next time you meet my sister!"

"...ah?"

Without continuing the topic, Dumbledore said: "You must have met Severus and Minerva?"

"Of course, in fact, I suggest that you give Mr. Snape a promotion after you return to Hogwarts, and give him a title like Professor of Magical Inscriptions - believe me, this is definitely worth it."

Dumbledore spread his hands: "Well, you may have to tell Minerva. I am no longer the Headmaster of Hogwarts."

He Shenyan raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

"...Why are you looking at me like that?" Dumbledore took off his sunglasses on his forehead, dumbfounded. "I'm serious. I submitted my resignation to the school board a year ago.

."

"Is there really a fool who would not sit in such a high-power position?"

"Come on, you have no right to tell me - if you want, you can rule the world in half a day, why don't you do it?"

He Shenyan's answer was very candid: "It's troublesome, and it's not useful."

"Then my reason is the same - being a principal is too much trouble."

Dumbledore said with resentment: "We have to welcome new students every year. Although I like to watch the little wizards grow up a little bit, some of them are really too noisy. Oh, now that we have talked about it...

...I have to tell you."

"What?"

"Your student, Ron Weasley." Dumbledore's expression became a little strange.

"Ron? What's wrong with him? I remember that boy's grades were pretty good before I left?"

Dumbledore sighed: "He and his brother did a big job at last year's Hogwarts New Year's party. The three little guys got a batch of magic salutes from nowhere, and during the dinner

It started half the time. Although Ron just wanted to take this opportunity to confess his love to Miss Hermione Granger in front of the whole school..."

"But there is something wrong with their magic salute. It must have expired. What shot out was not a ribbon, but a ghostly spoon!"

Dumbledore described it viciously. "Can you imagine? I was planning to retire peacefully. As a result, at the New Year's dinner in the last year before my retirement, my students used magic salutes to shoot the soup in the entire auditorium.

Spoon!"

He Shenyan tried his best not to laugh out loud. Looking at Dumbledore's face, he asked calmly, "Well, was this reported in the newspaper?"

"What do you think?"

Dumbledore looked at him calmly: "Early the next morning, the photo of me surrounded by spoons appeared on the headlines of major newspapers - but it was not without good things."

At this point, there was some gloating in his tone: "At least Ron Weasley got to spend this summer vacation with Hermione's family. As far as I know, Hermione's father has very objections to this kid.

.”

"You are quite concerned about the students' private lives." He Shenyan insulted him in a nonchalant manner, and the old man put on his sunglasses again angrily.

He snapped his fingers, conjured up two glasses of iced watermelon juice, handed one to He Shenyan, and asked seemingly casually: "When do you plan to leave this time?"

"How did you know I was leaving?"

"I can see that. Besides, you don't seem like someone who would stay in one place for too long." Dumbledore's smile contained some sigh.

The mage drank a sip of ice-cold watermelon juice without comment, and looked at the calm sea without wind or rain. His tone was rare and a little confused: "Actually, I also want to live peacefully like this...

.But the world doesn’t allow it.”

With a faint sigh, he drank the watermelon juice in one gulp and patted Dumbledore on the shoulder: "Live well, old man. See you next time."

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"Human enhancement injection?"

Kedar withdrew his ax from the burnt direwolf's head with only the rotten flesh hanging on the skeleton.

Why have wolves become so virtuous? Is it your mother’s milk?”

At this time, his body was covered with smelly black blood, and he looked as if he had rolled in the mud. After hearing his words, Wiledger's face turned blue and white. Just when he wanted to explain, Kedar...

He waved his hand.

Carrying the ax, he walked in front of Wiledger little by little. The dog called Ruto seemed to have sensed the approaching danger and kept barking at Kedar. It was the same as before when it faced the wolves.

The air of being so arrogant seems a bit funny in comparison.

Kedar glanced at it and kicked out, hitting the soft and fragile tip of its nose. Ruto screamed in pain, cowered and hid behind its owner.

"Listen up, Piltover...are you surprised by this title?"

Noticing that Will Ledger looked a little unhappy because of this contemptuous name, the smile on Kedar's face became more and more exuberant.

"I've said it many times, I'm not an idiot. I don't care at all about the stories you two have come up with - but I do care about something else."

He grabbed Will Ledger's shirt and pulled him up from the ground with one hand: "You damn Picheng guy, you'd better tell me the truth of the matter, otherwise I really can't guarantee that I will

What can we do? Do you understand? We Freljordians have always been regarded as barbarians by you anyway."

Willridge's face turned pale, and he was clearly shaking with fear, but he still waved his hand to calm his apprentice. Then, he forced himself to calm down and said: "I didn't lie, sir, everything we said before is true.

"

Kedar looked at him for a while and nodded slowly: "I understand."

"As long as you understand, sir, please put me down and let us behave like civilized people-"

"Civilize your mother!"

Kedar let go and let the ax fall at his feet. Then he threw him to the ground and kicked him hard in the abdomen. He withdrew his hand so that the liar who kept telling lies would not die instantly, but he also

The pain was enough to make him unable to scream. His disciple, Morse, saw this scene and roared behind Kedar.

He didn't even bother to look back, he just shook his head slightly and hit the young man on the chin with his backhand elbow, causing him to faint. Then he continued to beat Wiledger. Kedar's fists were precise and vicious, no matter how intimidating he was.

No matter how Erlaizhe evaded, he was twisting and turning like a bug on the ground, unable to evade his attack.

But he just kept the intensity at a level that would make him painful, but not enough to cause problems in a short time. By the time Willridge seemed to have no demeanor of what he called a 'civilized man'

, Kedar gave up.

He stepped on the bastard's face and said calmly: "If I hear any damn lies from your mouth again, I will crush off your fingers one by one, then pull them out in front of you and feed them to you

The apprentice eats it."

Wiledger made an indistinct sound from his throat, like a plea or a curse. Kedar loosened his feet slightly and heard him say in a crying voice: "Oh my god, sir, count me in."

Please! I really didn’t lie!”

Kedar sighed, bent down to pick up the magnifying glass that rolled out of his clothes from the ground, and weighed it in his hand. Will Ledger's expression suddenly changed, and Kedar smiled playfully: "

There's something magical about this thing, Piltover. You say you're a biologist - even though I don't know what biology is..."

He shook the magnifying glass in his hand: "But this thing shouldn't be yours, right?"

Before Will Ledger could answer, he threw the magnifying glass on the ground. Then he stepped on Will Ledger's right hand and pulled up the sleeve of his right hand. With the sound of the fabric being destroyed, a green stripe

The purple, twisted blood vessels were exposed like insects swarming under the skin.

Kedar reached out and held his right wrist very carefully, and sure enough, he touched a layer of skin-like film. Regardless of Willridge's desperate struggle, Kedar tore it off - and finally, his arm

The whole picture was completely exposed to the air.

There is no difference between that arm and the hand of the woman who turned into a monster before.

Kedar picked up the axe, and the not-so-bright firelight illuminated half of his face: "Are you going to continue lying?"

"....How did you find out?"

As if he had accepted his fate, he lay on the ground and stopped struggling.

"You stink so much." Kedar's tone was still calm. He squatted down and looked at the Picheng guy. "It has the same stink as the monster that woman turned into - so I didn't believe it from the beginning.

It’s up to you. Originally, things wouldn’t have come to this point...but I suddenly felt a little bad."

He tilted his head and glanced at the group of direwolves.

"It's really ironic." Will Ledger shook his head, frowned and spat out blood. "The problem actually lies in a place like this..."

He turned his head and glanced at his terrifying right hand, and pursed his lips: "You should be able to guess some things, sir, but I'm afraid I can't tell you the truth."

"oh?"

"My family is in their hands."

"You should know better than me how far is the distance between Freljord and Piltover." Kedar said in a leisurely tone. "How can they still hear you from such a distance?"

Will Ledger gave a bitter smile, and at the same time, his right hand began to swell abnormally: "...Unfortunately, yes, sir."

Kedar narrowed his eyes, stepped on the ground and retreated while not forgetting to grab Morse who was unconscious on the ground and the trembling dog. A few seconds later, the sound of flesh and blood exploding echoed in the woods.