Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Sometimes, solving a puzzle is like trying to unravel two tangled balls of yarn.

You think you have found a thread, and you can start to unravel the ball of wool from this thread bit by bit, but in the end there is often only one result. You find that the thread is tied into a dead knot, so you go back along the way, and the result is that at the beginning

The second article was found here.

So, should we continue to investigate?

Tony stood up from the sofa and touched his bald head. He seemed very satisfied with his new look. He clapped his hands, and Jarvis immediately projected three things in his living room.

"Okay, Strange, if your memory is correct, based on your story, Wanda is obviously controlled by someone. And you also think she treated you badly when she sent you back.

What was said, but you couldn't hear clearly."

He was making a summary, waving his right hand, and Wanda's bust immediately appeared in front of him, along with a series of contents such as personality profile, age and psychological condition.

However, these are not the main point. Tony thoughtfully picked up a pen from his desk and stuffed it into his mouth, biting it with his back molars and started thinking: "Why does she think she has a child..."

....?"

"I mean, I know she had a very traumatic childhood - why are you two looking at me like that?"

He Shenyan and Strange looked at each other, and the mage turned back and shrugged: "What do you think?"

"...I admit that the weapon was produced by Stark Industries, but this matter has been settled, okay?"

Tony touched his bald head again and sighed: "I admit that I was a jerk earlier, but... let's get back to the topic. Why does she think she has a child?"

Strange leaned back on the sofa and made himself a cup of mango smoothie. While stuffing this delicious dessert into his mouth, he said vaguely: "What are the prerequisites for having a child, Tony?"

"marry?"

"No."

He Shenyan interrupted him: "It's the idea of ​​having children - some people would rather be a DINK when they get married, right? The Wanda we know has no intention of having a relationship with anyone at all, right? So? So

, the top priority is to find the robot who married her."

"That's the Ultron plan proposed by you and Banner, Tony."

The bald Tony Stark touched the back of his head again. This time, he frowned seriously: "The Ultron plan was rejected by the alliance's internal meeting even in its embryonic stage. Banner and I didn't even think about it.

It was never officially made."

"That robot is called Vision, Tony." Strange chewed his smoothie. "Vision - this word is very interesting, don't you think?"

Very interesting indeed.

He Shenyan stroked his chin thoughtfully. Vision can be translated as vision, phantom, dream, vision, imagination. And if it is called Vision as a personal name, then it also means vision.

There will be an additional layer of medical explanation.

Visual hallucinations... can be common or bizarre, and are more common in schizophrenia.

He and Tony had obviously thought of this.

The obese version of Breaking Bad and the bald version of Tony Stark immediately shouted: "Jarvis, call up Wanda's psychological evaluation test before she disappeared."

"Retrieving data, please wait, sir. Ms. Wanda's psychological evaluation test data is stored in SHIELD's database. It will take me a minute to retrieve it."

While waiting for a minute, Strange asked in surprise: "Why does she need to take a psychological assessment test? Isn't this thing only done for those with mental problems? SHIELD doesn't force everyone to take it."

"Why do you think her mental state won't be okay?"

Tony picked up the glass and poured himself a glass of gin expressionlessly. He raised his hand, nodded at He Shenyan, and then nodded at himself: "Each of us has some mental state problems, Stella.

Lanci. No one is normal."

"Take me as an example. I'm mean, talkative, often show intellectual superiority to people, and don't care about other people's feelings. Before I confessed to Pepper, I would have sex with any beautiful woman.

Go to bed without her. Because deep down in my heart, I feel like I'm not good enough for her."

"Moreover, I value her too much. I dare not be responsible for her. I don't think I can do my job as a husband and a father... Of course, these are all in the past tense."

Tony took a sip of wine calmly, and Jarvis displayed Wanda's psychological assessment test. Strange did not look at it, but asked with interest: "What about that? Can you take it?"

Does he give an example?"

"Then it depends on whether he is willing."

"Tell me, Tony. I actually also want to know who I am in your eyes." He Shenyan said calmly.

Tony looked at him for a while before laughing. He moved a chair and sat in front of the two of them. He didn't speak immediately, but sighed first.

"You know, He, I was very afraid of you at one time."

"oh?"

"The first time I met you was in the SHIELD investigation report. Not long after I finished handling the Obadiah case, Nick Fury came to me and said he wanted to form an alliance. He was the first to

The person I recommended is you. But your information keeps me awake at night."

Tony put down the wine glass in his hand with complicated eyes.

"I can't understand it - if I had gone through what you have gone through, I would have gone crazy, but you haven't."

"Is that why you're afraid of me?"

"No."

Tony denied, he pursed his lips and said: "Because I saw what you did to those cultists, I started... to study you. Frankly speaking, He... I have been studying you for a full seven months.

Studying everything you do, the information you report to SHIELD. It makes me lose sleep."

"Maybe I shouldn't cooperate with Nick Fury..." He Shenyan said with a smile. "However, considering that the bastard has already died, I will not pursue his negligence in confidentiality."

"After all, you want S.H.I.E.L.D. and Spearhead to provide you with information on supernatural events around the world... In short, I still couldn't understand you during those seven months."

He pursed his lips tightly: "Nietzsche said that those who fight monsters should beware of becoming monsters. Those who stare into the abyss, remember that the abyss is staring back. You have walked in the darkness of human nature for so long, I

It's hard not to be afraid that you will suddenly lose control one day...but after we met, I realized that my nervousness was unnecessary."

"Why?" He Shenyan asked.

"Because you are completely normal." Tony nodded. "But this raises another question - how can you be completely normal? I have been thinking about this question for the next few years, and later, I finally got the answer."

"Because you always carry a sense of alienation, He..."

"Feeling apart?"

"Yes, you may not realize it, but each of us can see it clearly..." Tony turned to Strange. "If you don't believe me, you can ask him."

He Shenyan looked at Strange with inquiring eyes, and the latter nodded gently to him.

"You have always had a sense of alienation from this world, He. I'm not saying that you don't regard us as friends. In fact, there is no better friend than you in the world. I am serious. Of course, if you still

Going to have a movie night, I'm going to take that title back."

"What happened to you during movie night?"

He Shenyan asked seemingly puzzled, and even attracted Strange's agreement: "That's right, Tony, you can't blame movie night because you're slow! You could have run away, if you weren't in the bar

If you hook up with those female college students, Jason won't be able to catch you at all!"

"..."

Tony rolled his eyes: "Anyway, I just want to say that I am very happy to see that your sense of alienation has disappeared."

"that's all?"

He Shenyan spread his hands: "Aren't you going to call me a legal serial killer and a psychopath like those SHIELD officials? Weren't you so frightened by the way I killed the cultists that you couldn't sleep for seven months?

?”

"It doesn't matter to me no matter how many of those bastards die. Besides, when did you scare me so much that I couldn't sleep?"

"Isn't this what you just said yourself?"

"..."

Tony raised his hands to cover his face, and a dull voice came from beneath his palms: "Jarvis, start playing Wanda's psychological assessment test."

The projection begins to change.

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This is a very relaxing room.

The warm-colored curtains were opened, and the warm sunlight shone in through the window. The beanbag replaced the chair. There was not much furniture. A woman was sitting on the beanbag on the left, looking at the ceiling with a sad expression.

Wanda Django Maximoff, Scarlet Witch, a member of the Avengers.

She is undergoing a psychological evaluation.

"Can I go, doctor?" she asked in a hopeful voice.

The doctor did not show his face. Judging from the angle of the camera, he was probably sitting on the beanbag with Wanda. His voice sounded very gentle and professional: "I'm afraid not yet, Ms. Wanda."

"SHIELD paid me $120,000 to evaluate your psychological tests, and you've been here less than five minutes, and we haven't even done the first one."

Wanda turned her face sideways, her brown hair scattered behind her head, and she smiled bitterly: "I have a wizard seminar to attend tonight, doctor. This time it will be hosted by He, do you know him? That black-robed mage, I

Can’t miss it.”

The doctor seemed to nod, and the camera panned up and down. He said, "Of course I know, but I'm afraid I won't let you go until you complete this test, Ms. Wanda."

"..."

Wanda sighed: "Okay, what do you want to ask? Oh my god, who suggested that we also need to do a psychological evaluation?"

The doctor did not answer her question, but lowered his head and glanced at the notepad in his hand. The camera's perspective changed again. He Shenyan, Strange and Tony could clearly see his

There is nothing on the notepad.

"Um...Okay, first question, Ms. Wanda. Have you been suffering from insomnia recently?"

"No." Wanda denied immediately. "I always sleep well."

"Really? But your roommate, Ms. Romanoff, said that recently she can always hear your screams in the middle of the night."

"...I was watching a horror movie." She continued to insist. "Maybe she heard the scream of the heroine in the horror movie."

The doctor groaned noncommittally, then lowered his head and wrote a line in the notebook: "Patients are extremely stressed, have nightmares, and even scream. Such things often happen."

"Okay, then the next question is, Ms. Wanda. Have you had an appetite recently?"

"I'm losing weight recently."

Wanda licked her lips: "I... don't really want to eat."

The doctor reluctantly put down the pen in his hand and gently persuaded: "Okay, Ms. Wanda. If you are wary of me like this, our test will not be completed smoothly. You see, I am just an ordinary person."

Doctor, I don’t have any superpowers. But just like you superheroes, I also have my job.”

"You save innocent good people, save the world, and save me. My job is to keep you in a normal mental state and live a good life. Superheroes are also human beings, right? You will also feel depressed sometimes.

I hope you can talk about your problem and we can work on solving it instead of talking to me in a confrontational manner."

He asked in a persuasive way: "Can you please support my work?"

Wanda was silent for a while, and then finally gave in. She pursed her lips and sighed: "Okay. But I hope you can turn off the camera, doctor. I don't want this matter to be exposed by S.H.I.E.L.D.

people know.”

Then, the screen ends here.

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"What the hell?!"

Tony slapped his marble table angrily, and the reaction force made his palms hurt: "That's it? We just saw the highlight! Jarvis, is there anything else?"

"Sir, this is the only image material that has been preserved. But I also have an evaluation form that Woolf Pine did not submit and left on his computer. Do you need it?"

"Show it for us to see, thank you, Jarvis." Strange said.

"Okay, Doctor."

The projection changed again, and a form appeared in front of them. There were many assessment levels of psychological conditions on it, from green to red, indicating normal to serious. The form was signed by Wanda Django Maximoff.

...

Eight evaluation options, all in red.

Here are a few words about the medical advice left by Dr. Woolf Pine: "Unfortunately, I'm afraid that none of us can have any positive influence on Ms. Wanda. She is so injured that I have never seen

She has lived such a broken person. But she is completely unaware of it. Maybe the black-robed mage can do something about it?"

He crossed out the sentence and wrote underneath: "God bless her, there's nothing I can do about it."

He Shenyan looked at the evaluation form, his expression was very intriguing for a moment.

What do you mean...Is there any way I can help her? I'm not a professional psychiatrist. What is this guy named Woolf Pine doing?

Tony sighed: "Look up Woolf Pine, Jarvis, and see where this doctor is now."

"Please wait... The search is complete, sir. But you may not like the results. Dr. Woolf Pine died four years ago. He is buried in Castle Rock Cemetery in Maine.

.Aged seventy-four.”

"May he rest in peace."

He Shenyan said softly, and then stood up from the sofa. He finally finished eating his mango smoothie. After stretching, he opened a portal, and behind it was the gate of Castle Rock Cemetery: "Okay,

It looks like we have to pay him a visit."

Tony grabbed a coat and found it was not warm in Maine. Even in summer, the average temperature was 17 degrees. He stepped through the portal first and arrived at Castle Rock Cemetery. In the distance was a small river and bleak woods. The heavy weight in front of him

The iron door opened slowly and automatically without any wind, and the bearings made a harsh noise due to dry rust.

They walked inside. Although the door was old and worn, the inside was very clean. The stone pavement was swept clean, and flowers were laid at each cemetery. It seemed that people often came to pay their respects.

Tony buttoned the zipper of his coat and raised the collar. His reaction attracted a strange look from Strange. The horse-faced mage asked very puzzledly: "You can't be so timid, Tony?"

?”

"I'm just a little cold." Tony sniffed. "Don't talk nonsense, Strange."

Going deeper, they found Woolf Pine's name in front of a smaller tombstone. There was a cross on the top of his tombstone. It seemed that he should have been a Christian or a Protestant during his lifetime. The inscription only had three lines.

"Wulf Pine."

"1959-2033."

"A good father, a good husband, a trustworthy and honest man, may he rest in peace."

They stared at the tombstone, and for a while, no one spoke. Until Tony said: "Hey, although I know this is a stupid question, are you really going to wake him up?"

"Wake him up? Why do you think so?" He Shenyan asked in surprise.

"...Aren't you going to use some kind of resurrection spell to wake him up?"

Tony frowned: "How else are you going to talk to the dead?"

"Of course not, why should I disturb his sleep?"

A blue light lit up on He Shenyan's right hand, and a bouquet of flowers was held in his hand. The mage closed his eyes, and Tony suddenly smelled the smell of green grass, which was very strong. His perception was stretched in an instant, and he could even

Hearing the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the leaves, he couldn't help but close his eyes.

When he opened it again, the bouquet of flowers was already leaning against Woolf Pine's tombstone.

"What did you do?" Tony asked.

"A little knowledge, Tony." He Shenyan looked at him and said. "I killed all the devils in hell and the angels in heaven, so people's souls will sleep peacefully in their bodies."

He shrugged: "Like I said, I just came to visit him."

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