Marvel Magic Event Book

When the orange-red afternoon sunlight slanted through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows and shone on the Italian sofa in Wanda's high-rise apartment in Manhattan, the Maximov siblings reunited again.The distance from the Avengers base to Manhattan was not that long in the eyes of the trained Pietro. He just found an excuse to buy candy and disappeared from Agent Hill's surveillance. Little did he know that there were actually vending machines in the base. There are all kinds of candies, and he can take them unlimitedly with his authority.

Stark will try to use money to make like-minded friends comfortable.

This meeting was not as tense as the last time. Instead, it returned to the atmosphere of a long-lost family gathering. Things about the Immortal City and the Avengers were forgotten by the two Maximovs.

Wanda proposed to cook Pietro a meal without using magic, so that her brother could see her progress beyond magic.Pietro expressed concern about this. As far as he knew, Wanda's only dining experience was in a French chip shop opened by foreigners. In order to get that position, Wanda had to work as a cashier and a cook at the same time - the only thing she learned Apart from how to take change from the cashier without being noticed, the only thing that matters is how long to leave the fries in the frying pan.Every cooking experience after leaving the castle was a challenge for her, especially after learning alchemy from Salomon. Pietro was even more worried that she would throw some magic herbs into the pot. After all, he heard it with his own ears. Salomon taught her which herbs can be used in cooking.

He was still smiling stupidly at that time, but little did he know that that day would determine the current outcome, which gave him a new understanding of the so-called destiny.Pietro glanced at the dangling earring hanging from Wanda's earlobe.It was a beautiful piece of jewelry made of gold and rubies. He knew where the jewelry came from without anyone having to explain.It’s the same origin as this apartment, these furniture, and even the clothes on Wanda’s body.

He looked around, and after repeatedly confirming that there were only traces of Wanda's life here, he breathed a sigh of relief.He didn't mind Salomon and Wanda dating, but the information he knew showed that Salomon already had a partner, and the silly sister's wishful thinking would only arouse resentment.He planned to find an opportunity to talk to Wanda about this matter, but not today. He accidentally said the wrong thing when they were on a mission together a few days ago, and Wanda's face became quite ugly.Today is a family gathering, there is no need to mention unhappy things.

"This is skullcap, which is an herb. Don't bother me with the stew, Pietro, this is the dish I learned with the mystics of Karma Taj. I tasted it once and it tasted good. Here are the figs, which I plan to give to you." Make a salad. Figs are also a magic ingredient, so don’t touch them."

Hearing Wanda say this, Pietro was a little panicked, especially when he saw the exquisite paintings of landscapes and figures on the bread baked by Wanda, the fairy tales he had heard when he was a child surged out of his mind.Now his sister is no longer an ordinary person, but a witch from a fairy tale, just like Baba Yaga!With so many magical herbs mixed together, he might turn into a teapot or tableware after eating it!Pietro did not know that his superstition had crossed regions and copyrights, from Slavic fairy tales to Western European fairy tales, from folk tales to Disney.He rolled his eyes, trying to find a topic to distract his sister so that he could use his super speed to throw those things off the balcony.

"Maybe we shouldn't eat barracuda."

"I will not resurrect the barracudas I bought from the supermarket and put them back. I guarantee that the barracudas will not fulfill any of their wishes. Don't be so superstitious, brother." [Note 1]

"Okay, let's change the topic. Speaking of which, aren't you proud that we unearthed a mystery that went back hundreds of years, my sister? You found out the truth about the Poleledore Haunted House! Although You just took a walk by the river and you still did it!”

"We finally called the police." Wanda did not raise her head, but concentrated on taking the blanched meat out of the pot for later use. There was no proud expression at all that Pietro wanted to see, "This matter is not ours. We just did some small things to solve it.”

"But the skeleton you want was dug out by me! Have you forgotten? My shoes are soaked!" Pietro pretended to casually walk to the pot.He folded his arms and leaned against the kitchen counter, his face full of dissatisfaction.He quietly tested his powers, and he was pretty sure he wouldn't get burned by the pot because his super speed slowed down the transfer of heat to his fingers.The physics books that Salomon brought when he was at the castle allowed him to understand the principles involved. He just wanted to test whether the theory would be wrong first - he would never be superstitious about books.This is not because he has a liberal spirit that despises authority, but because he has never practiced physics and has a natural distrust of knowledge learned from books rather than from reality.Until Salomon appeared, he had only received the most basic general education, and almost all his experiences were learned from life.If it weren't for Wanda's persuasion and the kind-hearted people he met, he might not have been able to get access to books, and then completely become a standard illiterate in a war-torn area.

"This is not what my superpower is for. Without you, this matter will never be solved."

"The function of your superpower is to run to the town to call the police after digging up the skeleton, and bring the priest here to make him forget that we were here." Wanda said with a smile.She picked up the knife and started cutting the vegetables. The sound of the sharp kitchen knife cutting on the chopping board gave Pietro goosebumps, just like when he was standing in a shallow river and slowly digging out those vegetables from the mud with his hands. Like a skeleton that almost shatters at a touch.It's not that he has never seen dead people. When the Sokovia incident occurred, no matter how hard he tried, rescue would be delayed. However, just seeing and touching with his own hands are not exactly the same concept, not to mention that it was 700 years ago. dead.

At the thought of this, Pietro shuddered again.

The witch curled her lips happily.She quietly blew upwards and lifted her carefully trimmed forehead hair to express her mood. "The expression on that pastor's face when he was brought out of the church was so ridiculous! He prayed several times. I never thought someone could speak so fast."

"I hope your magic won't leave any lingering effects after messing with his brain."

"I've compensated him, and all the paranormal enthusiasts in London will gather at his chapel to buy his nonsense book. Before that, maybe we were the only two who bought his masterpiece. Pietro.”

"Speaking of which, what happened to the skeleton?"

"The skeleton has been burned under surveillance. You don't have to worry about evil spirits coming into your dreams."

"Ghost, are you sure I'm afraid of this kind of thing? Shouldn't you be worried about this kind of thing? Oh... you're a witch!"

"I am a witch, and we are still brother and sister. Of course I know what you are thinking." The witch snorted, "Retract your hands from the snake meat, and don't disturb my cooking. I guarantee that you won't die after eating it. If you touch my pot again, I will turn you into a mouse, and then there will be one more mouse with super powers in the world.”

Pietro was filled with despair about the future.

[Note 1] From "The Wise and Foolish Yemeliya"