Hogwarts professor in Marvel

The library in the mirror space seems to be divided into two parts from the middle as if affected by some distance.

Above the ground, a huge pillar rises into the sky.

And Strange's entire soul seemed to be restrained, falling in the middle of the giant pillar, motionless.

Opposite him, Lockhart, wearing a dark green wizard robe, was quietly watching him in his soul state.

call!call!call!

The sound of whistling wind came to my ears, and the cylinder under my feet kept moving upwards.

Houses, tall buildings, flagpoles and white clouds kept disappearing from his sight.

He was rising, rising continuously, as if trying to penetrate the atmosphere and reach the universe.

Even in soul state, Strange found it difficult to breathe.

After an unknown amount of time, the rising cylinder slowly stopped.

A voice with the same tone also sounded in his ear.

"Tell me, Strange, what do you think of chaos magic?"

Chapter 580 Grindelwald: This Muggle is Interesting

"Ah, Mr. Lockhart."

"I had some questions in class today, so I came to the library to look at them..."

After being caught on the spot, Strange looked left and right, stammering.

There was no intention of answering Lockhart's question.

"You've also read the taboos of Chaos Magic that I emphasized to you before. What do you think?"

Lockhart asked again calmly, with a tone that left no doubt.

It seemed like there would be no end to it unless Strange answered his question.

At this moment, Strange seemed to sense Lockhart's determination.

There was no other way, so he replied while thinking: "Actually, I'm mainly curious about this chaos magic."

"You said earlier that chaos magic has various harmful aspects, but I heard that Wanda is practicing it."

"So, I'll come to the library to see what the threshold of chaos magic is."

Strange said as he pulled Wanda out to pull off the cover.

It seemed like he was making excuses for his subsequent behavior.

"I took a look and it seems that the main problem is the pursuit of Xisong, the god of black magic."

"When I found out, I gave up the idea."

With just a few words, Strange seemed to be making a promise and expressing his attitude.

"Do you want to learn chaos magic?" Lockhart asked again, his tone flat.

"No, no." Strange quickly shook his head and refused: "I see that chaos magic is so difficult. I might as well practice the magic of Kamar-Taj."

That being said, however, if you look carefully you can detect that there is insincerity in his tone.

Well, if Wanda can practice, why can't he? It's just that he didn't find a way to hide from Sithorn's pursuit.

But now, he who knows the times is a hero.

Lockhart had emphasized many times before that he was not allowed to have any contact. This time he was caught on the spot. Even a fool would know that he should have a nicer attitude and try his best to get Lockhart to let him go.

"Strange, you are a genius." Lockhart said leisurely, "The Sorcerer Supreme has also repeatedly emphasized that your talent is indeed excellent."

"But the more talented a person is, the more likely they are to find shortcuts and lose patience."

"You have to know that a genius is a genius because he is still alive."

"A dead genius is no longer a genius."

Hearing this, Doctor Strange's face froze and looked a little ugly.

But still nothing was said.

No matter how stupid he was, he knew he shouldn't argue now.

"The Supreme Sorcerer has released you and given you a month of special training. Of course I will do his bidding."

"I don't care what you want to do, but you have to behave yourself for this month."

"After you leave, I won't care if you try to kill yourself."

The cold words were spoken in a cold tone, and Strange nodded quickly after hearing them.

I was relieved inside.

No matter how harsh the words were, I think he should be able to be let off this time.

"Don't worry, Master Lockhart. I will definitely listen carefully to the lessons during this period."

Hearing this, Lockhart waved gently.

In an instant, his figure turned into scattered points of light and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

At the same time, a plain voice sounded all around.

"As punishment for trespassing into the library, stay here for a day and reflect on your actions."

As he finished speaking, Strange looked at the empty column and his face suddenly turned bitter.

He took a step forward and looked at the bottomless white clouds, and his body suddenly froze.

It's too high here. Even if you don't have acrophobia, you will feel tremendous pressure inside when you stay here.

But fortunately, it only takes one day.

Practice some magic messages by yourself through meditation and it will pass quickly.

However, as he swung the hanging ring, the magic power filling his body seemed to have no sense of anything and was completely out of control.

His face suddenly turned bitter.

At the same time, a ticking sound was heard.

A light rain began to fall in the sky.

The dense raindrops hit the wizard's robe, and the feeling of being wet all over made Strange shudder.

Alas, he knew that it would not be so easy to avoid the punishment this time. Just endure it, luckily it only lasts 24 hours.

At the same time, Lockhart left the mirror space and returned to his office.

In his office, Grindelwald was leisurely looking at various research materials on his bookshelf.

"I'm back." Grindelwald smiled, "It seems that everything has been resolved."

Hearing this, Lockhart nodded helplessly, seemingly speechless. If he still opened his mouth to ask, "How is the matter going? What is the attitude of SHIELD?"

Hearing this, Grindelwald smiled and said, "It seems that what you said is indeed correct. Nick Fury really knows how to deal with the current situation."

"I saw that his memory had been restored and he knew what happened before. However, when facing me, he pretended that he didn't remember anything."

"Tsk tsk, this Muggle is really interesting."

Hearing Grindelwald's joke, Lockhart showed an expression of disbelief.

"Although their strength is average, their influence in the world is not small. With their help, I believe the difficulty of finding the fallen mage will be greatly reduced."

Hearing this, Grindelwald nodded in agreement.

"We've finished with SHIELD, but you're sure you can handle Captain Marvel behind him."

Grindelwald asked worriedly.

Because he knew very well about Captain Marvel's combat power from the memories of Nick Fury and the Skrulls.

If Captain Marvel deals with them, all their plans in the new world will likely be destroyed.

This was somewhat unacceptable to Grindelwald, who had just entered the new world.

He had only been here for a short time and didn't want to return to the wizarding world in disgrace.

He also plans to explore the depths of the universe.

"Don't worry, Captain Marvel, I'll take care of this. Just help me solve the problem of the fallen wizard. Don't worry about anything else."

Lockhart said confidently, while Grindelwald nodded and said nothing.

Directly change the subject: "Before you said you were interested in wizard bloodline."

"I have sorted out all the relevant information here, you can take a look."

As he spoke, Grindelwald waved his wand, and a maroon magic book appeared in the air, slowly floating towards Lockhart.

"Okay, thank you for your help." Lockhart replied with a hint of joy, and then, as if he had thought of something, he gave Grindelwald a hint.

"The wizard blood in our bodies is very important. The Supreme Sorcerer specifically emphasized this to me."

"I feel that you can focus on studying wizard bloodlines in the later stage. The Supreme Sorcerer will not say meaningless words."

Grindelwald nodded to Lockhart's suggestion and did not refuse.

After chatting for a few more words, he turned and left.

Lockhart, on the other hand, focused his attention on the maroon book in front of him.

He was very curious why the Supreme Sorcerer was so concerned about his bloodline.

Could it be that the future path is also included in it?

Chapter 581: S.H.I.E.L.D. at the center of the storm

SHIELD, Trident Tower headquarters.

In the high-level director's office, Nick Fury sat in his seat, looking at the analysis report in front of him, his face turned ugly.

The spacecraft on the far side of the moon disappeared!

It couldn't have been driven away by someone, so there was only one possibility, that Lockhart's men had taken it away as well.

He had just discovered a possibility of stealing from a wizard, but everything that was unfolding before him dealt him a huge blow.

If it weren't for Ms. Marvel behind them, it would have been difficult for them to escape this level.

However, what made Nick Fury feel the most embarrassed was the wizard named Grindelwald.

The other party trapped him and erased his memory, but the next day he came to discuss cooperation with him and asked him to help search for some traces of mages.

If he didn't have the means to restore his memory, he might have been eager to help Grindelwald.

Damn it, this is the first time in Nick Fury's history that he has been insulted so much.

The most infuriating thing was that he had to pretend that his memory had been completely wiped and that he had to help Grindelwald do things.

After all, the two parties are now in a cooperative relationship.

Many potions with special properties still rely on Lockhart and the world of Vientiane.

Such compromise was quite unfair even for Nick Fury.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

There was a knock on the door, and with the entrance of Nick Fury, Hill, the deputy director of SHIELD, entered the office with a document in his hand.

"Director, all the unnatural deaths within the last 20 days that you requested have been sorted out."

Hill entered the office and placed the documents in his hand in front of Nick Fury.

And Nick Fury picked up the document and began to read it.

According to the information provided by the wizard named Grindelwald, there is no doubt that these corrupt wizards are cruel and good at using blood sacrifices.

So, I believe there must be some clues in cases of unnatural deaths.

Nick Fury was reading. Suddenly, he frowned, looked up at Hill who had not left, and asked in confusion, "Hill, what's the matter?"

After hearing this, Hill, the deputy director, did not hesitate and asked directly: "Director, I hope to get your authorization. The World Security Council is very interested in the affairs of wizards."