American Comics: Starting with Muggle Wizards

As he spoke, he pointed to the coffee table and chair in the corner of the office.

A beam of purple light flew out from the fingertip.

The Transfiguration Charm is activated.

The coffee table transformed into a lifelike lion, glaring fiercely at Raven, looking like a savage predator pouncing on its prey at any moment.

The chair has been transformed into an adorable yellow tabby cat.

Raven was startled by the sudden appearance of the lion, but calmed down when she saw the cute cat.

"My God, this is amazing! Is this magic?"

Hearing Raven's exclamation, Harvey adopted a cool and aloof demeanor and said modestly, "This is just a very basic transformation magic, a little trick."

Professor Charles's worldview was shattered. Magic, this legendary thing, was actually real?!

“This is no small trick, Mr. Harvey is too modest.”

"The lion's expression was exactly the same as the real one. To turn a coffee table into a living animal, only a god could do that."

Charles repeatedly praised the doctor, then suddenly asked urgently, "By the way, Mr. Harvey, do you know if you have any way to treat my spinal paralysis?"

"Technological medicine is helpless against my illness, perhaps magic can cure me?"

Charles's eager gaze made Harvey feel uneasy; he wasn't gay.

"Ahem, I can certainly cure spinal paralysis, it's a minor ailment, but..."

Harvey deliberately drew out the word, clearly implying that Charles needed to offer a price that would satisfy him.

Professor Charles was so excited when he heard that his paralysis could be cured that he almost fell off his wheelchair.

He humbled himself greatly, his voice trembling as he said, "As long as it doesn't violate morality, I'm willing to give anything, please help me!"

Seeing that her friend of so many years actually had a way to cure him, Raven chimed in, "Mr. Harvey, we are willing to grant you anything. Please, heal the professor."

Harvey initially looked serious, as if he hesitated because he couldn't help with this favor.

Then his expression quickly turned righteous again. "Professor, I have great respect for your selfless teaching over the years."

"No payment is needed. I can heal you right now. Just drink this potion."

In front of the two of them, Harvey took out a bottle of healing potion from his spatial bag and handed it over.

Professor Charles tremblingly reached out and took the potion, his expression one of intense excitement.

"Mr. Harvey, should we also perform a blessing or a magical ritual, and take it with a potion?"

Consecration?

He's not a monk.

What other magical rituals are there?

Isn't that unnecessary?

Harvey was speechless at Charles's bizarre ideas; how could they possibly connect the dots?

"No need, Professor, you're overthinking it. Just take it orally."

"Really?" Charles carefully held the potion, a miracle cure that could heal his paralysis.

If his hand slips and he drops it, breaking it, then all his hopes will be gone.

Harvey explained, half-laughing and half-crying, "It couldn't be more true. You just take it orally, and this minor ailment of paralysis will be cured in just a few hours after the potion takes effect."

Upon hearing this, Charles no longer hesitated, directly uncorked the potion bottle, and drank it all in one gulp.

A few seconds later, a tingling, slightly stinging sensation, like an electric current, came from his spine, which had been numb for decades.

Raven saw Charles casually close his eyes and swallow the potion in one gulp, then his face turned red and blue, as if he were hallucinating.

She pinched Charles's philtrum, urgently trying to wake him, "Professor, are you alright? Is there something wrong with the potion?"

Harvey reassured him, "Don't worry, this is a normal reaction to taking the potion. Just wait a few hours, and Charles will be able to stand up again."

Hearing this, Raven felt a little relieved.

The potions for bone growth and regeneration were very effective, but only an hour and a half had passed.

Professor Charles suddenly opened his eyes and burst into a loud, energetic laugh:

"Hahaha~"

"Thank you so much, Mr. Harvey, for the potion. I can now clearly feel my spine and lower body."

As Charles spoke, he held onto the armrests of his wheelchair, trying to stand up on his own.

But perhaps because he was recovering from a serious injury, he lost his balance and suddenly fell backward.

Charles is over 50 years old this year, and he is bound to suffer from osteoporosis and other age-related diseases. If he falls too hard, he could die on the spot.

At the critical moment.

Harvey immediately used his telekinesis to help him up and kindly reminded him, "Don't rush, Professor, you haven't exercised your lower body muscles in a long time."

"You need to take some time to readjust to your body."

Professor Charles then realized that he had been too hasty. He was already fifty years old and knew his destiny, yet he still showed great joy and anger in front of outsiders.

However, this is also due to Harvey's potion being so incredibly effective that Charles, whose values ​​have been reshaped, is prone to impatience when excited.

As the old saying goes, it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone.

Chapter 241 Restaurant

Having calmed down, Charles said to Harvey with a serious expression:

"Thank you for reminding me, Mr. Harvey."

"Dinner is almost ready. Let's eat and chat at the same time."

Harvey nodded, and Raven pushed Charles's wheelchair out of the office.

The three of them arrived at the restaurant on the first floor of the castle.

Dozens of students of different ages were sitting in an orderly fashion around a long table eating their meal.

Beast, Scott, Jean Grey, Storm, Quicksilver, Nightcrawler, and other core X-Men members sat around the dining table chatting in small groups.

As soon as Harvey entered the restaurant, he caught Jean Grey's attention.

The students were also whispering about the newcomers who had just entered the restaurant.

"Who is this handsome man?"

"They must be newcomers."

"I just saw him flying in the air, and with a wave of his hand, a castle magically appeared."

"Trizzier, you're not trying to say that he built that castle that suddenly appeared, are you?"

"So magical?"

......

Harvey sat down at a table with Charles and Raven and began to talk about the X-Men's usual training and duties.

The X-Men are now officially recognized, and they are deployed whenever mutant villains or wanted criminals that other countries cannot handle.

In Charles's view, the X-Men are messengers of justice, and every time they are deployed, they reduce the discrimination faced by mutants.

This is a good way to ease the divide between mutants and humans.

However, Harvey didn't think so.

No matter how many good deeds you do, it will only make humans think you are weak, and you will be used as a tool by humans and never gain respect.

A gentleman deceives others.

Even if a good person does a hundred good deeds, if they make a mistake, people will seize the opportunity to cause trouble.

When bad people commit heinous acts, they become feared by humankind.

Deep down, Harvey didn't think Charles's overly saintly ideas were correct.

However, he also disagreed with Magneto's extreme ideas.

Perhaps only by combining the two can mutants gain a place in the human world.

After all, there are too few mutants, and as a minority group, even blacks suffer from discrimination.

Not to mention the mutants, who are fewer in number but have tremendous destructive power.

However, Harvey was too lazy to meddle in other people's business; he was just there to pick up girls and kill time.

He couldn't care less about the opinions and actions of anyone else in the entire school, except for Jean Grey, whom he valued most.

After dinner, Harvey chose a rooftop room in the new castle and settled in for the time being.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking.

"121, 121..."

Harvey was awakened by the shouts and jogging outside. Annoyed, he got out of bed and went to the balcony, where he saw a group of students around ten years old jogging in the morning.

"Hey! If you're going to run, why are you yelling so loudly? You're disturbing my sleep!"

Raven, who was leading her students on a morning run, was at the front of the trail in her sportswear. Hearing a sound above her, she looked up and explained sheepishly:

"Sorry, the weather has been too cold lately, and it snowed yesterday. The students' physical condition is not good. A morning run to warm up is good for their health."

"Please understand, we'll find a different spot for our morning run next time and won't bother you again."

After explaining, Raven waved to the students behind her and continued leading the jogging.

Harvey watched them walk away with a dark expression. Did Raven really think he was blind?

Moreover, he suspected that Raven did it on purpose. The manor is so big, can't they just go for a morning run around the artificial lake?

They insisted on passing by their own building, and even shouted slogans as they ran.

"Hmph! Once I've dealt with Jean Grey, I won't have to put up with this Raven's wrath anymore."

"I'll definitely teach you a lesson then."