I'm the Demon King in Marvel

Chapter 126 I want to open a magic school
Finally, an important figure came. Tom found this guy in the memory instilled by his master. He was Sir Humphrey Appleby, the Cabinet Secretary, who could talk directly to the Prime Minister.

"What do you want?" Tom began to read the lines according to the script.

"Sir, don't you think this is not a good place to chat?" Sir Appleby smiled warmly, "Why don't we find a quiet place to have afternoon tea?"

"Where to?" Tom looked at him.

Appleby suddenly felt that the pair of young eyes were too deep, full of vicissitudes of life. He was startled and quickly changed the topic: "How is Downing Street?"

"Okay." Tom stepped forward and took Appleby's hand.

In front of hundreds of British soldiers and many tourists in the distance, the two figures suddenly turned into a twisted vortex and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, Tom appeared at the door of the Prime Minister's residence with Appleby.

Appleby had a strong desire to vomit, but he was an experienced bureaucrat after all and had long developed strong self-control, so he swallowed back what he was about to vomit.

The guards at the door of the Prime Minister's residence were so scared when they saw the two people suddenly appear that they were about to draw their guns, but Appleby reacted faster.

"Stop, don't neglect our guests!"

The guard recognized Appleby and quickly retreated.

"Sir, please!" Appleby smiled and led Tom to the door: "The Prime Minister is waiting for you."

Jim Hack didn't expect that his old rival would bring the person directly back to Downing Street. He was prepared to let the other party make contact first.

Tom came to the living room, but Huck deliberately came a little later, but with a warm smile on his face, he did not show any contempt for the young face at all.

"Welcome, sir, welcome to Downing Street."

"Tom Riddle." Tom stretched out his hand and gently shook the other's hand. His attitude was perfunctory and not enthusiastic.

Although he felt a little unhappy, Huck still had a smile on his face.

"Mr. Riddle, please take a seat."

The two of them took their seats one after another, and suddenly a lot of people appeared in other seats, all of them were bigwigs from various forces.

No one is stupid. Everyone would be curious when suddenly discovering the existence of a person who looks like a magician.

Even in ordinary times, the sudden appearance of a transcendent on the streets of the capital would be enough to alarm high-ranking officials, not to mention that the world today is not safe at all.

America, on the other side of the ocean, has suffered a series of incidents in the past year or so. The White House has been destroyed twice, making the Bald Eagle extremely anxious and expanding its armaments at all costs.

Since the new century, although Britain has learned to lie down, no one is born a lowly creature, and no one is willing to be a younger brother forever.

They were once the great empire on which the sun never sets!
Almost at the same moment that Tom deliberately appeared in front of Buckingham Palace, British senior officials had the same idea.

We must gain this man's power. This may very well be the chance for Britain to become great again!
"Mr. Riddle, may I ask why you were outside Buckingham Palace just now..." Appleby took the responsibility of master of ceremonies consciously.

"Nothing, I just wanted to see an old friend, but unfortunately he doesn't look like me at all." Tom recited the lines, but the vicissitudes in his eyes were easily captured by the old guys present.

This kind of vicissitudes of life can never appear in young people.

Tom has become Lin Hao's contracted soul, so he can freely control his memory and instill memories of dozens or hundreds of years without any problem.

What's more, Voldemort was a precocious guy. He had always looked like a melancholy king since he was young, so he was very good at playing the role of an old man.

After hearing his words, the old guys present were all surprised.

"So you..." Appleby was incredulous: "You know Her Majesty Queen Victoria?"

"There was an intersection when she was young." Tom continued to read the lines, but he changed it a little and removed the word "wonderful".

What does a great man like Voldemort need from a woman?
Women are not as fun as Nagini!
But these words are enough to make the old guys think about it.

"So you..." Appleby's tone was a little more respectful: "How old are you?"

"I forgot, it was probably more than five hundred years old, maybe five hundred and forty or five hundred and sixty..." Tom shook his head, looking nonchalant.

Fuck! You don’t care about a life span of twenty or thirty years, but we do!

The old guys present had shining eyes and wanted to eat Tom.

There is a clear message on his face: I also want to live forever!

After placing the bait, Tom sneered in his heart and waited for the other party to ask further questions.

Sure enough, these old guys couldn't help it. Someone immediately jumped out, took away Appleby's job, and asked with a flattering face: "Mr. Riddle, what do you want to do in England again? We can help you do it."

"I..." Tom hesitated for a moment and said what his master wanted: "I want to open a magic school."

There was a buzzing sound everywhere, and the scene was in uproar.

All the old guys showed ecstatic expressions.

Tom has performed powerful magic and claims to have lived for over 500 years. Doesn't this mean that as long as you learn his magic you can live forever?
Even if the effects vary from person to person, it is at least a hope for longevity!
"Mr. Riddle, please let us help!"

"That's right. Please feel free to choose the venue you need for the school. We will find it for you as quickly as possible."

“Any requirements for students?”

As soon as this question was asked, all the old guys stared at Tom, and almost shouted "I want it, I want it".

"For now, we only accept children aged eight to twelve, because children are the most adaptable. The school lasts seven years in total," Tom replied.

The old guys were dejected, but soon recovered.

All they want is magical power, not real school.

How many people at this age have the patience to spend several years learning a knowledge that they have no foundation in?
Just put your own children in there and then directly enjoy the benefits brought by magic.

"No problem. We will promote it for you all over the country... no, all over the world, to ensure that you can select students who are good enough."

"Just advertise it. I have my own way of selecting people." Tom said coldly: "Not everyone is qualified to learn magic."

His expression instantly froze and the atmosphere immediately became cold.

Tom looked around, a smile on his face: "What? You seem to be in a difficult situation?"

"No problem!" Appleby grabbed back his job and said loudly, "It's our honor that Mr. Riddle is willing to choose England to open a school!"

The old guys gradually came out of their disappointment and regained their sanity.

That’s right, no matter what, you can’t just turn away the opportunity that has come to your doorstep.

It’s just a qualification!

It doesn’t necessarily mean there isn’t one.

It's really stupid to scare people away.

"Humphrey is right. It is our honor that you choose England. Please rest assured that we will fully cooperate with you to run this magic school well."

There was a lively conversation going on inside the Prime Minister's residence, but outside a group of men in black suits appeared on the street.

After receiving the news, the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. London branch first consulted Nick Fury, so they arrived late.

"No matter what they talked about, without America's approval, it won't count!"

This is the attitude of Nick Fury and a group of American "Eagles".

"Please inform the gentleman who knows magic inside that SHIELD wants him to come over." The head of the London branch was very arrogant.

The so-called five-country supervision is a joke. The agents of the United States "Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency" only remember the global law enforcement power they have.

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