I'm the Demon King in Marvel

Chapter 125 Gentleman Voldemort Arrives in England

Westminster, England.

Tom Riddle was walking on the streets of England wearing a well-tailored suit and a black trench coat.

His young and handsome appearance attracted the attention of many women and... men.

It's very British.

Come out of Hyde Park on the east side, walk up Moore Street, and come to the golden sculpture of Queen Victoria in front of Buckingham Palace.

Tom wanted to refuse the following action, but unfortunately his master had already prepared a script for him.

So he took out a short wooden stick from the inner pocket of his black windbreaker, held the stick in his right hand and scratched the ground. The brick and stone layers suddenly surged up, forming a staircase leading to the sky.

"I bought it!"

"Look, what is that?"

"Fuck, is this a super power?"

"Quick, quick, take a picture!"

Buckingham Palace is open to the public, and Protocol Avenue is filled with tourists from all over the world. Such a magical scene naturally attracts a lot of attention.

Soon, the British Internet was in an uproar.

Tom seemed unaware as he stepped onto the stairs that led to the sky, taking each step very slowly and deliberately.

The guards in Buckingham Palace were the first to discover the abnormality, and the news quickly spread among the British high-level officials.

Queen Elizabeth II, who was still in good spirits, received the news. She looked at the tablet lifted for her by an old but capable maid. The magical young man on the screen was walking step by step towards the golden sculpture on the marble base.

In fact, it wasn’t very high. If Tom didn’t walk slowly, he wouldn’t be able to attract enough attention.

"Who is this young man?" the white-haired queen asked the old maid curiously, "What does he want to do?"

The maid could only shake her head helplessly.

As soon as she got the news, she came over and presented the picture to the Queen.

"Your Majesty, the police from Scotland Yard are on the way. Do you want to notify the Prime Minister to dispatch troops?" The leader of the Guards bowed and asked.

"He doesn't look like he has any bad intentions..." But just to be on the safe side, the Queen added: "Let Mr. Harker decide for himself."

"Yes." After responding, the leader of the Royal Guards did not forget to express his loyalty: "I swear to protect your majesty until my death."

At the same time, at 10 Downing Street, Whitehall, several old guys were also gathered in front of the screen watching.

After receiving the order from Her Majesty the Queen, Prime Minister Jim Hack thought for a moment before issuing the order: "Mr. Woolley, go inform General Derek to send out troops to guard Buckingham Palace."

The Prime Minister's private secretary, Bernard Woolley, hurried out and picked up the dedicated phone to call the British garrison.

"Sir Appleby, what do you think this young man wants to do?" Jim Hack asked Sir Humphrey Appleby who was sitting on the sofa.

"Compared to what he is going to do, I am more interested in how he got to where he is now," said Sir Appleby with a burning gaze.

Sir Arnold Robinson nodded in agreement.

"Obviously this is not a magic show, so this young man possesses magical powers. Why did he suddenly appear on Moore Street?"

"No matter why he appears, what we should do is to seize him!" Sir Appleby emphasized: "This may be an opportunity to make Britain great again."

No matter how long the road is, there will be a moment when it ends, let alone the fact that true love is not long.

Tom almost reduced his speed to one step every half minute, and he still finished the walk after ten minutes or so.

He came to the golden sculpture with a pair of wings, stared at the sculpture's face for a moment, and suddenly shook his head and sighed, "It doesn't look like it, not at all!"

"What is he talking about?" The white-haired queen looked up at the old maid.

This time the maid was able to answer because she knew lip reading, and Tom spoke in a pure British accent. "He said 'No, not at all.'"

"It doesn't look like it?" The Queen was surprised: "This is the memorial to Queen Victoria... Wait, why did he say it doesn't look like it?"

A possibility came to the queen's mind, but she quickly shook her head to dispel it.

Impossible, this young man looks to be in his twenties at most.

After reciting his lines, Tom waved his wooden staff, animating the floating brick steps and bringing them back to the ground like an elevator.

Ten minutes ago, almost no one saw Tom take out the short staff, but now he was waving the short staff and casting spells in front of the whole world, which naturally shocked everyone.

"Oh my god! Is he... is he... is he a wizard?"

"Yes, he knows magic, and that's the magic wand in his hand!"

"Come over here quickly, I want to be his disciple and learn magic!"

Ever since the emergence of extraordinary figures such as Iron Man, Red Swordsman, and Invincible Oriental, people all over the world have realized that the earth is no longer simple.

Since there is Dongfang Bubai who can split the sky with a sword, why can't there be a wizard who can perform magic?
If I can’t find Dongfang Bubai, can’t I look for a wizard?
Not only ordinary people think so, but British officials also think so.

"Your Excellency Prime Minister, it seems that this is a magical magician. We must have a good relationship with him and make him work for us." Sir Appleby stood up suddenly, extremely excited.

If America represents a straightforward bandit mentality, then Britain's is a bandit mentality disguised as a gentleman, which is somewhat more euphemistic.

Inspector Lestrade of Scotland Yard, who was at the scene, received orders from his superiors and had no choice but to go forward.

"Sir, this gentleman!" Lestrade trotted up to Tom and said with a smile, "Our director would like to invite you for a cup of coffee. I wonder if you are free."

Tom was too lazy to pay attention to him. A small director wanted to talk to him?

The area was surrounded by police officers from Scotland Yard, and in the distance, fully armed British soldiers were arriving late.

Tom did not stop and walked towards the police officers who were on high alert.

"Attention, don't shoot yet!" The chief of Scotland Yard commanded remotely: "See what he can do."

Tom simply took out his wand and pointed it at the crowd, and the Scotland Yard police officers lost their weapons one after another.

The magic wand was waved again, and the police officers on both sides were squeezed together by an unknown force, and even the sturdy police car was squeezed together.

The road suddenly became empty.

Tom walked over calmly.

"Haha, I'm making a lot of money this time!"

Sir Appleby was delighted when he saw what was happening on the screen.

"We need to send a gentleman of status to contact this amazing magician."

"Sir Appleby is right. Why don't you take the trip?" Prime Minister Harker looked at him with a smile.

Sir Appleby took a deep breath, forced a smile, and nodded: "Yes, Prime Minister."

Tom was still strolling when he arrived in front of the British soldiers.

The scene of him easily dealing with the Scotland Yard police officer just now had been seen by the soldiers, and the poor British Army was trembling with fear.

They are invisible people who are not loved by their grandma and uncle, so why should they have to endure all this?
Tom raised his wand again and waved it gently, removing all the weapons from the soldiers' hands.

Just as he was about to crush the armored vehicle, a voice was heard.

"Sir, please show mercy."

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