I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

The progress of improving dimensional magic is still increasing.

John closed his eyes, and his mind gradually entered a pure white palace.

"A rare guest."

The sound rang out, but no one showed up.

John stopped outside the hall and raised his voice and asked: "Check two people."

"A woman, and someone with a similar look to me."

"You're really welcome."

The voice sounded again.

John waited for his answer.

A few seconds passed.

There was surprise in his voice, "I can't see the person you're looking for."

"You can't see?" John hesitated, "What's the reason?"

"Maybe they are not in this world, or it may be some kind of hidden magic, like Harry's invisibility cloak."

The answer was surprising.

John knew exactly what this being was capable of knowing.

Even he can't find it. Do those people have similar hiding methods?

John did not leave immediately. He looked serious and asked, "Mom, Dad, and Ariana, can't you see them too?"

The voice was quiet for a long time.

"They were hidden by a force, and I could only feel Ariana's dream."

"I think I know something." John frowned, "I still want to thank you for protecting Ariana."

"That's my relative too." The voice fell, with indescribable emotions.

John nodded and faded away.

After he left, the Pure White Thought Palace opened.

From inside, a person walked out.

He was wearing a white wizard robe, and his eyes fell on where John arrived.

His expression was calm, but there were surging emotions in his eyes.

"critic."

On his back, a huge golden planet floated.

A root system with a dreamy color, centered on this planet, spreading towards the back.

Not only covers this world, but also goes to other worlds.

These include Asgard, Jotunheim, and Watt Alheim.

People standing in front of these worlds have eyes full of inquiry and scrutiny.

His expression was intriguing, and his gaze fell on those worlds where powerful beings existed. He finally settled on a place that was completely different from other worlds.

hell dimension.

A hidden root system connecting hell and the world is silently infiltrating.

A concave point appearing out of thin air is trying to open a path from these, gradually turning from a small point into a vortex, constantly spreading out a signal that no one can detect.

The location of that place is...

Sokovia.

...

John came out of the palace of thought. He didn't speak, and rubbed his fingers on the bone china tea cup.

"With him being covered up, these things are getting more and more out of control."

With his thoughts flowing, John raised his right hand.

Four gems shine on silver hands.

Putting away his limited gloves, John put down his cup.

The cup jumped away on its own, and the table and chairs also ran away like wild horses.

The hall became quiet again, and John stretched.

"After I came back to work, I was really busy."

After two years of leave, it’s time to get back to work.

But fortunately, now I don't have to work hard alone.

The Magic Kingdom has a lot of talent to share its duties.

John was very lucky that he had arranged the manpower to handle government affairs for this country in the first place.

"Let's go see what's going on with vampires first."

To move this distance, John chose to use apparation.

The figure disappeared into the manor.

After a few seconds he reappeared.

He took out his wand and pointed it at the broken ceiling.

"Restored as before (reparo)"

The collapsed ceiling began to be repaired and quickly returned to its original appearance.

John didn't want the entire manor to be flooded because of rain when he came back.

After repairing the roof, John disapparated again.

When he reappeared, he was already on the streets of London.

The homeless man sleeping next to him rubbed his eyes and looked at the box of mushrooms he took out from the supermarket trash can yesterday.

He felt that sometimes he would actually hallucinate when he ate random things.

But shouldn’t the problem with eating this thing be caused by seeing the dancing villain?

John took out a pound from his pocket and put it into the box of homeless mushrooms.

The tramp hesitated for a moment, could this thing also be an illusion?

Walking out of the alley, John saw the blocked scene from a distance.

It was not just the vampires who were killed, but also a group of people who served the vampires.

Those people are responsible for finding blood food for vampires, just so that one day the vampire Lord can show mercy and turn them into immortal magical creatures.

It's a pity that they didn't wait.

Instead, death came earlier.

More than 30 people were killed.

In calm London, this can be said to be a major case.

It is currently classified as a gang fight, but this is also used to excuse ordinary people.

Even the Aurors were alarmed, so it couldn't be that simple.

Over the years, the Ministry of Magic and the British Government have cooperated and coordinated with each other.

The government covers up traces for wizards, and wizards solve dark wizards and supernatural events for them.

Although the Son of Miracle plans to bring wizards to the forefront, such bloody and violent incidents obviously will not be fully reported even if they do not involve magic.

I cast a disguise spell on myself.

John walked inside without any hindrance.

The police officers chatting outside are responsible for guarding the place.

The Auror also cast the Muggle Exorcism Curse so that no one would pass by on this section of the road.

There was no one at the crime scene.

John's soles touched the thick blood and he couldn't help but frown.

Wherever he looked, there were almost no intact corpses, and some had been disemboweled.

The killers used piercing and brutal fighting techniques.

Pulling out his wand, John puffed up his cheeks and blew hard.

Golden powder scattered out.

Falling in this place, messy footprints appeared.

His eyes fell on the pile of footprints, and John found that no other footprints appeared.

Those footprints were eliminated one after another out of thin air.

Even though there was nothing in front of him, the person was still killed.

"Even the places I walk on are not affected by magic."

John got serious.

If it was really the woman Harry was talking about, then this ability to be immune to magic seemed to be too outrageous.

When all the footsteps disappeared, John looked up and saw the icehouse door opened.

No need to think about it, there will be another massacre next.

After some time, another pair of footprints came over.

John looked at the person who came. He had big feet and was a man.

Raising his wand, John blew out another breath.

Golden powder enveloped the footprints, outlining a human figure.

It was a strong and armed man.

Also entered the icehouse.

John walked into the icehouse and smelled a strong smell of blood.

He looked under the fishing rod, where the severed vampire teeth rolled down.

Picking the tooth up, John pinched it.

"Strong swordsmanship." John picked up the tooth with a handkerchief and put it in his pocket.

After all, they are also the teeth of the Vampire Viscount.

The vampires here are not the same as the vampires in the magical world.

Putting his teeth away, John repeated his old tricks.

This time, the newly formed image exploded instantly.

John looked at the drop of blood on the ground.

He raised his hand and used photography magic.

But he found that after the magic touched the blood, it quickly dissipated.

Stepping forward, John studied it carefully.

"There's a huge repression against magic."

Use a needle to suck up the blood.

John also noticed other strange blood.

Rubbing the blood on his fingertips, John took a whiff.

"Humans? No, there are also vampires."

The blood of a human and a vampire combined.

The vampire part is higher than humans, and it seems that it has been suppressed all year round to keep it balanced.

This was the first time John had seen this kind of blood.

Because vampires hardly reproduce, but assimilate and give birth to new vampires through curses.

Half human, half vampire, this state is almost non-existent.

John narrowed his eyes. He seemed to have heard a vampire say before that there were hunters hunting vampires?

And with a half-vampire involved, things get more complicated.

Use magic to collect the blood, and John leaves here.

His purpose was to find out who the woman who was looking for Yadani was.

As for the vampire's death, it was not an important thing to him.

These vampires themselves are not good people, and their death is just to remove some unstable factors from society.

If there hadn't been too many deaths, including humans, the Ministry of Magic probably wouldn't want to interfere with the affairs here.

He gets out of here.

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