The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel...

Chapter 3 Braised Eggs (X) motherfuxxer MAN (√)

Wes Irwin began his magical journey at Hogwarts, the mysterious and solemn magical school, full of anticipation.

At the same time, he also curiously explored the function of the mysterious panel.

After careful investigation, he discovered that apart from allowing him to freely travel between the two worlds and accurately displaying his various attributes, the panel did not seem to offer any other surprising functions.

As time went by, Wes Irwin grew into adulthood and was astonished to discover that his magic was still growing.

You see, in the wonderful world of Harry Potter...

Normally, a wizard's magical power will stagnate after reaching adulthood, reaching a relatively stable state.

Wes Irwin knew perfectly well that he did not consider himself a unique individual.

In other words, this amazing magic continues to grow, which must be a unique ability granted to him by the panel.

This is a powerful ability with infinite possibilities and the capacity to continuously grow.

Wes Irwin was overjoyed when he realized this.

This means that there is no limit to his potential development, and endless possibilities await him to explore.

Soon, Wes Irwin graduated from Hogwarts with an outstanding first-place finish.

Unexpectedly, he turned down many job opportunities that were considered quite excellent and tempting by other wizards.

It was only because his panel had changed, and new text had appeared in the world section—"Delicious in the Labyrinth".

Wes Irwin made no hesitation in bravely exploring this new world.

It was a world that was practically paradise for explorers, with its labyrinthine structures teeming with magical beasts, a wide variety of precious medicinal herbs, and coveted treasures.

In that world full of opportunities and challenges, Wes Irwin successfully earned his first pot of gold.

Using his knowledge of potions and alchemy learned at Hogwarts, he skillfully and meticulously crafted a variety of potions with wondrous effects and unique magical artifacts.

This process not only greatly honed his skills, making them more proficient and refined, but also became Wes Irwin's main source of income.

Today, the panel looks like this:

Host: Wes Irwin

World: Marvel, Harry Potter; Delicious in the Maze

Occupation: Wizard/Apothecary/Alchemist

Level: 3

It's important to know that Level 3 strength is equivalent to the level of a Hogwarts professor, and the most outstanding among them are the highly respected heads of the various houses.

Wes Irwin's strength has reached the peak of level 3.

Thanks to the rich and diverse resources of the three worlds, Wes Irwin's strength improved rapidly, allowing him to fully digest the vast amount of knowledge he had learned in seven years at Hogwarts.

However, Wes Irwin keenly realized that if he wanted to successfully step into the higher realm of Level 4, his current foundation was still significantly insufficient, and his existing knowledge was not strong enough to support him in his attempt to reach that higher level of magic.

"I still have to go back to Hogwarts. The tens of thousands of books in the library, containing profound magical knowledge, are enough to give me the power to reach the fourth level. I really should have worked harder back then," Wes Irwin sighed. "But my reputation isn't very good. Will Headmaster Dumbledore approve my application?"

In order to further enhance his magical abilities, Wes Irwin had dealt with many dark wizards who were considered evil in the past, and had done many things that violated the Ministry of Magic's prohibitions.

It's impossible that Headmaster Dumbledore, who is always well-informed, was completely unaware of this.

"No matter what, I'm going to give it a try. I've already cleared out the stock, so I'll go to the Harry Potter world to replenish the materials I need."

"Jandy, have you packed your things?"

"Wes Irwin asked loudly."

"Ready, my master."

Jandy answered loudly, while steadily carrying a brown suitcase that looked much larger than itself.

"Let's go, get ready for Diagon Alley," Wes Irwin said decisively.

"Yes!" Jandi replied.

Then, Jandi deftly opened the suitcase and went inside.

Strangely, after it was put inside, the appearance of the suitcase did not change at all.

This suitcase is one of Wes's proudest creations, inspired by Newt Scamander's magical briefcase.

The trunk was enchanted with a series of powerful and practical spells, including the Unseen Stretching Charm and the Constant Temperature Charm, and various rare and precious materials were added during its creation.

The suitcase is made of precious dragon skin, and even the smallest button on it is worth a fortune.

Although it looks like an ordinary leather suitcase from the outside, its interior space is surprisingly large, with three fully equipped laboratories and five spacious storage rooms.

It's no exaggeration to say that almost all of Wes's wealth is stored here.

Weiss picked up the precious leather suitcase and disappeared.

The mysterious Hogwarts potions shop at 7 Arthur Avenue also vanished into the deep night, as if it had never existed.

"Sir, the potion shop has disappeared." Phil Coulson, who had been closely monitoring the situation, hurriedly reported this immediately.

"Okay, come back now." came the brief reply from the other end of the phone.

"Yes, sir."

Phil Coulson responded, then glanced at the location of the potions shop between 6 and 8 Arthur Avenue before hurriedly driving away in his car.

The car sped along and soon entered the Trident headquarters building.

After coming to a stop, Phil Coulson, without even catching his breath, strode quickly to the director's office.

He first stood still, carefully tidied his slightly disheveled clothes, then raised his right hand and gently knocked on the door.

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

"Thump!"

"Come in." A deep voice came from inside the room.

Phil Coulson took a deep breath and slowly pushed open the door; the room was pitch black.

"Sir, to be honest, I can't see you at all without the lights on," Phil Coulson said helplessly.

The lights instantly switched on, and a head as shiny as a braised egg appeared before them...

A black man with a shaved head was standing with his arms crossed, staring at Phil Coulson with a very sharp look.

The man sat steadily in a luxurious boss's chair, his imposing posture suggesting he was in control of everything.

"Phil, I hope you have good news for me."

Nick Fury's face was grim, his eyes fixed on Phil Coulson.

Phil Coulson shrugged helplessly and said, "Unfortunately, it's bad news. The owner of the potions shop is indeed a magician."

"yes."

The bad news didn't faze Nick Fury at all, and his tone remained calm.

"From what I've observed, that magician seems to be only after the gold; the level of danger doesn't appear to be high for the time being."

Phil Coulson said cautiously.

"Is this your judgment? Phil, think carefully about what our responsibilities really are?"

"To maintain world security and protect the lives of ordinary people," Phil Coulson answered loudly, straightening his back with pride.

"That's right, but now you're saying that such a mysterious magician, who is not under our control, poses no threat whatsoever!" Nick Fury's tone turned stern.

"Can you guarantee that this magician will always be this obedient?"

"If it weren't for the current staff shortage, I'd love to send you back to the academy immediately to relearn and hone your judgment!"

"Sorry, sir!" Phil Coulson lowered his head, looking guilty.

"List this guy as a Level XXX observation target, and find out his true identity and all his details at all costs."

Nick Fury waved his hand and gave the order.

"Yes, sir!"

Phil Coulson quickly accepted the order and then turned to leave.

Looking out the window at the bustling yet dangerous New York, Nick Fury sighed, "Terrorists keep popping up, aliens keep coming to Earth as 'guests,' and now a mysterious magician has appeared."

He slammed his fist on the glass and said bitterly, "Is another god going to come out and say he wants to rule over humanity?!"

"Motherfuxxer!"

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