Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Asgard.

In the center of the vast sea of ​​stars, a continent looks like an eternal existence, exuding an ancient atmosphere.

In the center of the continent, majestic palaces symbolize the prosperity of Asgard.

In the glorious Golden Palace, Asgard's heroes and generals were holding a grand banquet.

The reason for holding the banquet may have been forgotten by everyone. Maybe it was to celebrate the end of a martial arts tournament, maybe it was to celebrate the birthday of a certain general, or more likely, everyone thought the banquet was a great thing.

All in all, on this day, which is not a special holiday, the banquet hall of the Golden Palace was bustling.

A steady stream of fine wine and delicious food was brought into the banquet hall by the servants of the Golden Palace.

The rough and wild warriors were bragging loudly while enjoying the food. Some drunken guys, under the cheers of others, took off their shirts and collided with each other like bulls in the middle of the banquet hall, wrestling and fighting. .

Next to them, there were guys who were worried about the world being in chaos, shouting and cheering.

Although the scene was chaotic, it was full of the passion that an Asgardian warrior should have. Every grand banquet would turn into a big fight. This is the tradition of the Asgardians.

Their blood flows with the passion for martial arts, and they are always full of passion for life and war, making them and the world of Asgard full of vigorous vitality.

Very different from usual.

Thor, the God of Thunder, who had always been the centerpiece of the entire banquet, frowned slightly and sat in the corner drinking.

It is in sharp contrast to the lively scene next to it.

This kind of people seem to know the reason why Sol is drinking, or they seem to know that Sol is in a bad mood, and everyone comes to disturb him.

Thor kept pouring mead into the cup and drank cup after cup as if drinking water.

One cup!

Two glasses!

Ten cups!

Finally, Sol seemed to feel uncomfortable drinking from a cup and started drinking from a pot of cow.

After drinking a pot of mead.

boom!

Thor slammed the wine bottle on the ground, making a shattering sound.

Well, generally speaking, smashing wine glasses at a banquet is a sign that Asgar people are in a good mood.

but

If you look at Sol's expression, you will find that he is not at all happy, not to mention that he smashed the wine bottle, as if this was a habitual behavior.

Sif, who was not far away, had been watching this scene.

Seeing the unhappy Sol, he reached out and pulled his golden dress slightly, took a bottle of wine and two cups, and slowly walked forward.

"Here, Thor!"

"Hi!"

Hearing a familiar voice in his ears, Thor looked up to the left, saw Sif in a golden dress, and said hello.

Then he reached out and took away the wine bottle and wine glass from Sif's hand.

"Thanks, Sif!"

Hearing Sol's voice of thanks and looking at his slightly sad expression, he said with some distress.

"Thor, stop worrying about Loki?"

Well, as Thor's best friend, and in addition to being a personal participant in the previous Destroyer War in Midgard.

I understand very well why Thor, the prince of Asgard, looks sad.

because

Thor's brother Loki fell under the Rainbow Bridge and may also die.

Although Sif has never had a good impression of Loki.

Because in her eyes, Loki really doesn't look like a real Asgardian.

He lacks the toughness that an Asgardian should have, and is more feminine, like a snake.

Well, Asgardian girls love Loki though - he's the country's most famous dramatist and artist.

But she still liked warriors like Thor.

heroic! strong! brave!

Sif looked at Thor in front of her, looked around and found that there were not many people around, so she lowered her head slightly and let her golden hair rest on Thor's shoulders.

He whispered in Thor's ear: "Thor, I have a piece of news for you."

"Today, the God King convened the court mages to hold a prophecy ceremony, led by Queen Frigga, and my mother was among them."

"It is said that part of the prophecy seems to be related to Loki."

At this point, Sif paused slightly, looked at Thor with a hint of excitement on his face, and said softly.

"So, Loki may not be dead."

Hearing this, Thor showed an excited look on his face, and poured a full glass for Sif in front of him from the wine bottle, and then refilled himself with a glass.

He raised his glass and stretched out his hand to signal, then drank it in one gulp. The glass turned over and only a few wine beads fell to the ground.

boom!

After drinking, he smashed the wine glass to the ground hard, making a crisp cracking sound.

At this time, the surrounding Asgardian warriors could see that their prince's state was obviously completely different, and he did not feel as depressed as before.

Although they didn't know the reason, they all rushed forward and started drinking at full speed like they did in the past.

At this time, Sol's mood obviously improved.

Just like the previous banquet, he kept taking the full wine glasses handed by the waiters next to him.

Take a sip and then

boom! boom! boom!

With a crisp sound, the ground was covered with broken pieces of wine glasses.

Seeing this, the people around him were not to be outdone, and began to take big mouthfuls of food. They also smashed their cups on the ground to show their excitement.

Seeing this scene, Sif next to her had a faint smile on her face, as if she felt relieved.

After the banquet.

Thor, the God of Thunder, smelled of alcohol, held Mjolnir, shook his body slightly, and walked towards the depths of the Golden Palace.

And the direction he was walking was towards the palace of his father, the God King Odin.

New York, Hell's Kitchen, a dark alley.

"Sir, I'm here."

Mephisto leaned on crutches and stood at the entrance of the alley. The bright and dim lights on the street shone on the side of his face, revealing a bit of strangeness.

"I don't know, is there anything I can do to help?"

At this moment, Mephisto's face was kind, but his tone was very calm.

In other words, because of the man in black robes in front of him, most of his clones that came to earth were wiped out.

No one is in a good mood.

The man in black robe opposite did not directly answer Mephisto's question.

Instead, he was silent for a moment before asking.

"Mephisto, what do you think of Lockhart?"

"He has good strength and great potential." Mephisto pondered for a moment and said softly: "I think Ancient One should be very optimistic about him."

When I heard Gu Yi’s words.

Mephisto clearly noticed the fluctuation in the expression of the man in black robe.

After confirming his guess, Mephisto continued with a smile on his lips: "This Lockhart has already come into contact with the original power."

"His next step should be to break away from Emperor Weishan's contract."

"How about it, are you interested?"

Regarding the bait thrown out by Mephisto, the man in black robe, or rather Master David, looked greedy.

However, he soon became alert.

As a mage of Kama Taj, he has seen many of the various tricks of the Dimension Evil God.

Bait is wonderful.

But you need to risk your life to eat it.

His life is still very precious to him.

but

"Of course I'm interested in breaking the contract." David said hoarsely, "But I have my own method, so I won't bother you."

David directly acquiesced to his identity as the Master of Karma Taj.

"Mephisto, I wonder how interested you are in the defensive magic array formed by the three major temples?"

Hear what the man in black robe said in front of him.

Although Mephisto's expression remained unchanged, his heart suddenly jumped.

The core obstacle that prevents people like them from entering the earth includes the top defensive magic circle formed around the earth.

Otherwise, no matter how strong Gu Yi is.

If they can't beat them, can't they hide from them?

What's more, like this, creating a clone requires paying a considerable price to hinder the rejection of the magic circle.

He didn't even dare to show too much strength.

Afraid of being monitored.

"What do you want?" Mephisto did not answer, but continued to ask his own questions.

"My request is simple."

"Lockhart was my enemy, but now. He's yours too."

"Catch him before me and hand him over to me."

"Then, I will tell you the locations of the three major temples and how to temporarily break the defensive disorder."

Mephisto was thoughtful about the request made by the man in black robe.

This Lockhart is quite popular.

Dormammu also wants it, and so does the fallen mage from Karma Taj in front of him.

It seemed that he had to have a good trial before arresting him.

He was quite confident about whether he could catch Lockhart.

Even if the other party has touched the origin, it is not worth mentioning to his true self.

"Lockhart, his strength is very difficult." Mephisto said with some distress: "With my power on earth alone, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

"If you want to really catch him, it's best to let me come."

David was speechless about Mephisto's attitude.

How could he not know that the other party wanted to bargain.

So, he said hoarsely again: "If it doesn't work, then I'll find someone else."

"Dormammu also seems to have a deep hatred for Lockhart."

Well, Lockhart has captured three more Dormammu followers, and this matter has spread throughout Karma Taj.

"Don't be anxious. Although the opponent is difficult to deal with, there is still no problem in catching him." Mephisto interrupted: "However, I need his detailed information."

The weakness of the magic circle is simply a huge temptation for the surrounding dimensional demons.

This news, if true.

The value it can bring to him can be said to be huge.

Upon hearing Mephistoti's request, David's lips curled up and he agreed without hesitation.

Afterwards, the two briefly exchanged a few words and then turned around and left.

However, for some reason, the two did not seem to have signed a contract as a guarantee.

It seems that both parties are very relieved about each other.

Morning, Shutus Hotel, Room 702.

Johnny Blaze was lying on the big bed in the room.

He seemed to be staring blankly at the ceiling, holding a black card in his hand.

In the early morning, I was severely punished by the master of the Vientiane World.

Even the fire of hell had to cut off a small part.

I'm also glad that the other party kept their promise, otherwise I might not be able to come out.

Johnny couldn't help but shudder at the thought of being suppressed in his body without the ability to resist.

"Revenge, revenge towards the world of Vientiane."

Johnny was a little helpless about the manic thoughts of the spirit of Chanostan emerging from his heart.

Yesterday the other party was fighting like crazy.

Just fight, if you don't even come out to the master, you will fail.

I also want to seek revenge on the other party.

Does this mean you don’t want to live?

The thought of complaining was fleeting.

Johnny placed the mocha in front of him, stared at the name on the card, and comforted: "If you want to find traces of Mephisto, I'm afraid you have to get it from the world of everything."

"So, let's not fight against the Vientiane World for now."

After hearing this, the spirit of Zatanos slowly became silent.

The whole world is not big enough to kill Mephisto?

At this moment, suddenly.

boom! boom! boom!

A familiar knock on the door sounded, and the assistant's words came from outside the door.

"Mr. Blazer, the former New York Daily News reporter, is here to see you again."

"I said I have something very important to discuss with you."

"Do you think it's convenient now?"

Johnny was a little surprised when he heard what his assistant said.

A reporter came for an interview yesterday. What is he doing here today?

It was okay at night, but during the day I went to my room to do the interview.

What's the meaning?

Is it possible that the death leap performed last night was so attractive?

Thoughts flashed, Johnny shouted to the door.

"Wait a moment, I'll come and open the door right away."

As Johnny shouted loudly, Johnny quickly straightened the quilt and walked towards the door.

After opening the door, I saw the familiar blonde beauty from yesterday.

"Hello, Miss Irena."

Johnny stretched out his right hand to Black Widow Natasha and said politely: "Come in and sit down."

With that said, he invited the other party into the house.

"Miss Irena, I don't know what's wrong. Is there anything I can do to help you?"

Sitting in front of the round table, Johnny looked at Black Widow's dark green, jewel-like eyes and said gently.

At this moment, Natasha seemed to know the other person's inner thoughts.

Without saying anything, he took out a laptop from his pocket.

After opening it, a video appeared on it.

In the video, it was last night that the Ghost Rider passed through the fire of hell and forcibly opened a door to the world of all things.

Seeing this picture, Johnny didn't know that the identity behind Miss Irena was definitely not simple.

"Who are you?"

"What do you want to do?"

Facing Johnny Blaze's question, Natasha showed a soft smile on her face and said gently: "Hello, Johnny, I'm from S.H.I.E.L.D., affiliated with the World Security Council, responsible for handling various abnormal events around the world. ."

"You can call me Natasha."

With that said, Natasha took out a black card, placed it in front of Johnny, and said at the same time: "Johnny, since you came to New York, you have caused quite a stir every night."

"If we hadn't taken action, I'm afraid the Internet would have been in an uproar."

Johnny ignored what Natasha said.

He was now focusing on the familiar black card in front of him.

"What is your SHIELD's relationship with the world of Vientiane?"