Magic Journey from Hogwarts

[Pet: Abe]

[Race: Dragon (Saint: Unawakened)]

[Magic energy: 9871 (increases a little every day, has endless potential, and is the king among young dragons)]

[Innate abilities: flying, dragon breath, healing, weather control,? ? ? 】

The remaining budget was added to Abe's magic power. It only had four months left before its next evolution, when it would awaken a new talent.

Abe jumped up with joy, flapped his wings and flew happily beside Aaron.

"Are you really that happy?" Aaron joked with amusement. Compared with the long life of the Holy Dragon, the little magic power he increased was almost insignificant.

"Of course, Master." Abei said seriously, cracking the dragon claws, "It can save...five months of hard work!"

Aaron rubbed his face with a helpless look. He couldn't remember when Abe had ever struggled, if eating and sleeping and sleeping and eating could be considered a struggle.

After stroking the dragon for a while, Aaron turned around, opened the secret room and walked in.

The ghost mask that contains part of the power of the shadow dimension, the artifact Xingyuan, the meditation bowl, Wei Zheng's jar, the berserker's cane, the ice box, and a photo of his family are all here.

Picking up the photo, Aaron looked at the people smiling and waving at him, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

“In less than ten years, I will be able to go back.

Maybe it’s just two years for you!”

Gently putting down the photo, Aaron placed the Compass of Confession, the Shiva Temple Bracelet, and the Blood Flower in the appropriate places, adding a few collections to the secret room.

As for the roots of the tree man and the heart of the fire demon, they were transmitted to the body of thought.

The longing is reflected in the fact that he is the master of the planet Bohart after all, and no one has ever seen what he looks like, so it is most appropriate for him to deal with these two things.

Aaron then walked out of the secret room and took out the armor of God.

Bang!

A blue-black helmet and armor appeared on the table, making a dull metallic collision sound.

The surface of the heavy armor is embellished with exquisite golden patterns, which is low-key, noble and majestic.

Hela's pupils shrank slightly. She put down the book and walked over curiously. "Where did you get this thing?"

"Of course I bought it." Aaron said seriously. It was indeed that he spent 1,500 magic points to buy it.

"Are you kidding? This is a sacred artifact."

“I bought it because it’s a divine artifact.

Didn't you tell me before that armor can improve combat power, so I specifically asked Yake and the others to find suitable armor. "Aaron said half-truthfully, and raised his head proudly, "Sure enough, hard work pays off.

It cost a lot of money, but the result was very good.”

“That’s fine.” Hela’s mouth twitched slightly, somewhat incredulous.

This set of armor is as valuable as Thor's hammer, but it is ridiculous that such a magical weapon can be bought with money.

"how much did you spend?"

"Five thousand," Aaron blurted out.

"Ah? Which loser sold you out?"

“Uh… For the units after fifteen hundred, please use your imagination, His Highness Hela.

Billions and trillions are two completely different concepts." Aaron laughed and changed the subject, "What do you think of this suit of armor, Her Highness Hela?"

Hela reached out and gently stroked the surface of the armor, with a hint of admiration in her eyes. "It's not as practical as Odin's Destroyer, but it's also a rare treasure."

Aaron frowned slightly, "Not as good as the Destroyer? That shouldn't be the case?"

“You seem to have some misunderstandings about the Destroyer.

If it wasn't strong enough, why would Odin let it guard the treasure house?

In terms of executing the master's orders alone, this suit of armor cannot compare." Hela smiled meaningfully and said, "The Destroyer has three modes.

The first is controlled by someone else, the second is controlled by Odin himself, and the third is that it is worn by Odin.

The first mode is targeted at the earth’s surface level, the second mode is targeted at the sub-heavenly father, and the third mode directly skips the heavenly father and reaches the single universe level.”

“As for this set of armor of yours…if an ordinary person wears it, he will have the power to compete with a sub-father. If a peak sub-father wears it, he may be able to fight against a low-level father.

To put it bluntly, it has a significant effect on those below Heavenly Father, but a limited effect on those above Heavenly Father. At most, it will reduce consumption during battle.

To put it bluntly, only the weak can maximize the power of this armor."

Aaron:......

Feeling included.

“Okay! Got it.

I am indeed not a strong person now, otherwise I would not need to rely on external objects."

"It's normal to use external objects." Hela didn't care. "My Night Sky Sword, Odin's Gungnir, and Thor's Mjolnir are all external objects. Basically, everyone who is famous in the universe has their own weapons and equipment.

But using external things does not mean relying on them, just like my idiot brother, without his hammer he is just a waste. "

“Although it’s not the first time, I still can’t help but want to complain.

After all, he is your brother! Is it really okay to insult him like this? "

"I didn't insult him, that's the truth."

Aaron was speechless, and then walked towards the studio with the divine armor.

Hela raised her brows slightly and followed silently.

Aaron placed the blue-black armor on the workbench. A blue-white light flashed, and the heavy armor turned into a dark blue tights.

"Master, what is this?" Jian asked in confusion.

"I plan to make a piece of clothing, a dark blue trench coat robe, the kind that can perfectly complement my fortune-teller temperament."

Phew!

Hela couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “As expected of you! What a creative idea.”

“Whether it’s armor or tights, it’s too troublesome. I prefer something looser that can provide protection anytime and anywhere.

A piece of clothing transformed from a divine weapon, isn't it more noble than a defensive magic weapon?"

"That does make sense, but are you... sure you can change it?"

“I don’t have the ability to make a finished artifact, but I do have the ability to modify the finished product.

I also know a little about needlework, but it will take some time, no more than a month."

"Oh, by the way, I need to make another mask." Aaron suddenly thought of something and extracted the human face rose from the system space.

......

SHIELD, Triskelion Building.

While Aaron was busy tailoring, Nick Fury looked at the video projection of the council in front of him and rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"You guys are really quick."

"We have to hurry up!" A director looked at Nick Fury resentfully, "What happened in Cairo can't be concealed.

The existence of mutants has been completely exposed, and the world may be in chaos tomorrow."

“Director Fury, we are looking for you to know if you have any contingency plans?

Since SHIELD knew about the existence of mutants, they should have a plan in place!"

“Yes, there is, but…”

"Don't worry, we urgently need to stabilize the situation and calm the people's emotions."

"The Sentinel Special Service and the Department of Mutant Affairs." Nick Fury said with emotion, "These two departments have been secretly planned and established a long time ago, and they can be put on the table after today.

The Sentinel Special Service is responsible for suppressing the situation by force, arresting more dangerous mutants, and calming people's hearts.

The Department of Mutant Affairs is responsible for maintaining the apparent peace between humans and mutants and reducing the possibility of large-scale conflicts.

By the way, for the Director of the Department of Mutant Affairs, I suggest Henry McCoy, the beast mutant with blue hair.

When he was young, he was a public official, an old friend of Magneto and Professor X, a friendly mutant, and he had also been a teacher at the Mutant Academy. He was definitely the most suitable candidate."

The directors exchanged glances and started a discussion, and after a few minutes they reached a consensus.

“Who owns these two departments?”

"Of course it's the United Nations. SHIELD is overwhelmed and can't take care of so many things.

At most, we can provide some technical and personnel support." Nick Fury said as a matter of course, and the directors' faces immediately looked much better.

"What do we need to do?"

“Budgeting might be a little tight, so…”

“Funding is not an issue.”

Damn Fuck!

Nick Fury couldn't help but curse inwardly. These bastards were only so generous when it came to spending money on themselves.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door. Nick Fury picked up the remote control to turn off the projection of the council, and then sat in his office chair as if nothing had happened.

"come in!"

Hill walked in with a tablet, “Chief, the military wants to talk to you.

They are very interested in the weapons used by the special forces in Cairo and hope to cooperate with S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Let them go." Nick Fury refused angrily, "They are a bunch of guys who only want to cause chaos in the world. They have the ability to start a war but not the ability to clean up the mess.

It's really short-sighted. Things wouldn't have been so troublesome."

Hill nodded in agreement, then said with some hesitation, "There are many people in the military who know Aaron's information, including William Stryker.

It's only a matter of time before the military finds him. After all, he's not from SHIELD... Fury, you know, the military is never short of crazy people."

"Haha! Do you think he is such a pushover?

SHIELD hasn't gotten much advantage over him, so the military is probably no different."

“But what if the military takes coercive measures?”

“The military isn’t that stupid. Taking coercive measures is an opportunity for SHIELD to do favors.

If he can face reality, it would be great for him to become a regular employee of SHIELD."

......

Xavier Academy for Gifted Youngsters.

Hank, Ororo, Scott and Piotr returned in fighter planes.

As soon as they landed, Charles' voice suddenly came to their mind, "Come to my office."

The four of them looked at each other, and Piotr grinned dryly, "Are there going to be new tasks? I want to go back to bed and have a good sleep!"

"Probably not." Hank smiled and patted his shoulder, "If there is a mission, Charles will tell you directly.

Something must have happened and we need to discuss it together."

"Let's go! Don't keep the professor waiting."

The four of them arrived at the principal's office. The first person they saw was Charles Xavier, who was wrapped in green bandages and looked like he had just recovered from a serious illness. The second person they saw was Jean Grey, whose eyes were slightly red.

"Jin?" Hank frowned slightly, "Why do you feel like you've been crying?"

"Nothing, the vacation ended early." Qin forced a far-fetched smile, "More than 20 days early."

"It's so..." Scott was about to say something, but he quickly changed his words, "It's such a pity. It seems that this sudden mission has made him realize the difference between ordinary people and mutants."

"It's none of your business. He brought it up. We both need a cooling-off period."

"I'm just asking, nothing else."

Everyone:......

Please put away that smile on your face when you say this, and we will pretend to believe you.

"Charles, what do you want to call us for?" Hank asked directly.

"It's related to Eric." Charles sighed and said, "I used the brain wave enhancer to find him before, and I accidentally read some extra information when I was talking to him."

"Eric has a plan, a pretty crazy plan."

"No matter how crazy it is, it can't be crazier than Doomsday." Piotr disagreed. They had gained some experience today. Compared to the craziness of Apocalypse, Magneto was just a younger brother.

"The madness of this plan is second only to the end of the world." Charles said calmly, and Piotr immediately shut up in anger.

"What plan?" Hank asked solemnly.

“Eric wants to find an opportunity to transform the world’s leaders, or a considerable number of high-ranking officials, into mutants.

In this way, if these people want to target mutants, they will first have to point their guns at themselves."

Hearing this, Hank's eyes widened in shock, and the others were also in disbelief.

This operation is really cool, Magneto really dares to think!

"That's impossible." Hank said immediately after realizing what was happening. "The most fundamental difference between humans and mutants is their genes. If Eric wants to do this, he has to change human genes.

This conversion is unlikely to succeed, and even if it succeeds, there will be huge side effects and even unknown mutations will occur."

"Human experiments?" Ororo asked thoughtfully.

“Yes, and it’s pretty brutal.

If he did that, it would be a terrorist attack on world leaders and would cause hatred and anger against mutants around the world."

"I think so too." Charles nodded slightly, "But this is just his plan and it has not yet been implemented.

And Eric is not stupid enough to do that without a sure success.”

"But since he has a plan, it proves that he is already preparing for the experiment."

"Yes, he is asking Caliban to find a mutant, one who can absorb and use the abilities of others.

This mutant would serve as a regulator and buffer for the experiment, and would reduce the loss of his abilities.

Once they find the mutant, the experiments can begin."

"We have to find him first and protect him," Ororo said.

“It’s still unknown whether such mutants exist, but just in case, I’ll do my best to find them.

So... Hank, I need your help."

“Encephalo-enhancer, I understand.

I'll fix it."

"Thank you."