When Peter and Strange were pulled into the palace of thought, they were still a little confused. Strange was used to coming to the dream base after falling asleep. What made him wonder was why the landing place this time was not at the familiar place.
In a high-rise conference room, but in the corridor of a high tower?
Peter simply didn't understand what was going on. He remembered that one second he was playing games in front of the game console, and the next second he suddenly appeared in a strange place.
Charles looked at Peter and said helplessly: "Son, I'm not the kind of old-fashioned parent, but still playing games at 3 in the morning is really a bit..."
Peter scratched his head and showed an embarrassed expression. Looking at Stark's unhappy expression, Peter explained: "It's not like this every day, but a new game has been released recently."
"Speaking of which, where is this? Why am I here suddenly, and why are you all here?"
Peter frowned and said, "My spider sense didn't work at all. How did you get me here?"
Charles explained the situation here to the two people who had just arrived, and then he said: "Dr. Connors also stayed up late doing research, but because the research he was doing was very important, it might be dangerous to stop suddenly, so I didn't
Bring him here..."
Stark made a "cut" sound and said, "That's not what you said when you directly hypnotized me and pulled me over."
Charles sighed helplessly and said: "Okay, I can pull him over now, as long as you can accept that there will be hundreds of big lizards running around New York City tomorrow."
"Better say goodbye!" Steve said immediately.
"Professor Charles, I understand what you just said, so what should I do now?" Peter asked.
"Let's go to my world to study magic first."
Steve didn't raise any objection, he just said: "Are you sure multiple people can go in?"
"We can try it first, and if it doesn't work, let Professor Charles pull us out. Anyway, the two of them have just come in, they are energetic and can withstand a failure."
"You guys go in together, I'll stay outside to prevent any accidents from happening." Charles turned and walked towards the railing, and several others followed Stark towards the door at the end of the corridor.
Stark walked in the door first. After a moment of confusion, he returned to the small boat. Sitting next to him were the three people who came in with him. They all changed back to their childhood appearance and looked at each other.
They couldn't help but giggle, the lights reflected on the innocent faces, making their eyes shine brighter than the stars.
What is surprising is that the thinnest among them is Steve, who was originally the strongest. He is a skinny little boy who also wears glasses and looks like the kind of nerd that is most common in school.
Peter hasn't changed much, because he himself is not that old, he just shrank a bit proportionally, and his face looks similar. When they were young, Stark and Strange were both pretty good-looking, but Stark's eyes were particularly special.
of shining.
The three people except Stark looked at their arms and bodies curiously. Stark turned around and shouted: "Stop laughing, row the boat quickly, we have to get off the boat quickly, and we can only see what's inside by standing in the front row." scene."…
The process from rowing, disembarking to arriving at the auditorium is exactly the same, it's like playing a game all over again.
However, this time the first person to be called was Peter. When he walked to the front of the chair, he wanted to grab the hat with his hand, but the Sorting Hat tilted his head to avoid it. When the hat was put on his head, He still wanted to grab the brim of his hat with his hands, but fortunately the teacher stopped him in time.
"How do you work? Do you have a brain? Where are your legs? In the hat, or on the brim of your hat?" Peter spit out a series of questions, and then he continued: "They say you can adapt to the different qualities of different people. If you put them into academies, then who are you to judge a person’s quality?”
"How many students have you sorted into? Have you ever been sorted incorrectly? What if you were sorted wrongly?"
Then, Peter heard the Sorting Hat take a deep breath, and suddenly, a deafening roar echoed in the auditorium:
"Gryffindor!
!
"
The next person to be sorted was Steve Rogers. He walked forward, took a curious look at the hat, and then sat on his seat obediently. When the teacher put the hat on his head, the sorting hat made a low sound: "Um……"
"Strong, kind, brave, my child, you really amaze me, you have so many beautiful qualities..."
Steve had already listened to Stark's preliminary introduction to the four colleges on the way. He asked the sorting hat: "Which college am I more suitable for?"
"Actually, both Gryffindor and Hufflepuff are suitable for you, as well as Ravenclaw. It mainly depends on which house you want to choose. Do you want me to introduce it to you?"
"Gryffindors are lions in the wilderness. They are brave and fearless. They always rush to the front. Of course, sometimes they cause a lot of trouble because of their recklessness."
"Hufflepuffs are little badgers in the cave. They are kind, united, and willing to share, but sometimes they are hesitant because they are too sentimental..."
"Oh! Wait! I feel it... You can't deceive yourself in this regard, you belong to - Hufflepuff!"
The table with the most people at the bottom let out loud cheers. Steve walked over with a smile, shook hands and hugged them. The Sorting Hat was right. When he heard about Hufflepuff’s qualities, Steve’s There was a voice inside telling him that he should belong here.
When Strange sat on it, the Sorting Hat was silent for a long time, and then he asked: "There are many weird things in your mind, where do they come from?"
"Don't worry about it. Which college should I go to?"
"No, no, no, I have to remind you that there is a lot of taboo knowledge in your mind, which may endanger your safety. If you don't tell me its source, I will shout out right now and let you know The teacher is here to stop you and your parents."
The Sorting Hat said in a serious tone: "I didn't expect that after the war, there would be pure-blood parents teaching their children these taboo black magic knowledge. Which family are you from?... Hey, wait, your last name is
What? Strange? Are you a branch of the Strange family?"
Before Strange could explain, the Sorting Hat seemed to have figured out everything on his own. He said, "Well, these pure-blood families are always so bold. Do you think I can't tell if they change their names?"...
"This school has existed for thousands of years, and I know some of the rules. If you don't want your secret to be discovered, it's best..."
"Slytherin."
When Moon Pointer said the name, his tone was a little low, completely different from the high-pitched and excited tone in the past, like an echo coming from distant history.
The group of people who greeted Strange were far less enthusiastic than other colleges. They just stood up and nodded to him reservedly. One of the older ones stepped forward, shook hands with him, and said: "
Welcome here, you won't regret your choice, because we are Slytherin."
After the separation, everyone went back to their homes. What was very strange was that the four of them were assigned to four different colleges, so they could only wait until two students took classes together before they could get together.
The first Charms class was held by Ravenclaw and Slytherin, so Stark could communicate with Strange about the use of spells.
Because Stark had already learned it once, he used the floating spell very freely. Strange did not move. He just looked at the wand in his hand, thoughtfully.
Seeing his actions, he asked: "What are you thinking about?"
"You know what? What I see from this wand is not a kind of power." Strange stared at the wand blankly, as if recalling something, and said: "If you are in Kamatai,
If you live for a while, you will understand that magic is completely disconnected from human society."
"The education, production and distribution you have seen in human society are completely inapplicable in the magical world."
He turned the wand in his hand and said: "What surprised me most is that in this dream, there is an industry that specializes in making magic tools. Did you hear what they said? There is a commercial street.
There is also a shop selling wands..."
Strange shook his head and continued: "In reality, this is almost impossible, because even if we have raw materials, methods, and producers, we don't have that many customers."
"Why?" Strange asked himself and answered: "Because magic is still a subject that cannot be popularized. Whether a person can learn it depends not on his learning ability, effort or time, but on
It's his luck."
As he spoke, he looked up at the blackboard again and said, "And why do they have so many buyers and customers? I think the answer is here."
"They have a complete education system, have you seen it? There are teachers, students, and even textbooks and homework. They learn, grow, and then graduate and become members of the wizarding world. They have different roles in this world.
Do your job."
Strange sighed and said: "From the moment I stepped into the universe, I was thinking that Kama Taj's mission to protect the earth will not end with the development and strength of human beings. On the contrary, there are people in the universe.
Endless challenges await us.”
"Magic is the most special ability that humans can master. It may not be the sharpest spear, but it must be the strongest shield. How to make this shield stronger to deal with the dangers that are coming one after another in the universe?
, is a question I have been thinking about.”…
"There is no doubt that we must follow the path of parallel magic and technology. What makes magic inferior to technology is its popularity."
"In elementary school, ordinary humans will start from understanding numbers, doing addition and subtraction arithmetic, and then go all the way to advanced mathematics in college. But magic does not have this process."
"Could it be because of the nature of magic? Aren't you borrowing power from the devil?" Stark asked.
"Yes, but learning how to borrow power is only the first step in magic. The reason why human magic is magical is that we have developed unique magic technology."
"Have you seen among the civilizations in Andromeda a portal that is as convenient as ours? As powerful as the Kree, do they have a mirror space? Can they use the crimson ribbon?"
"Do you think they don't want to do it?"
"Human creativity is a treasure in any field, but the problem with magic is that the threshold for mastering these technologies is too high."
"Precisely because we borrow power from the Demon God of the Universe, young mages are not allowed to borrow those powers that are too powerful, because they cannot control them. But the less they practice, the less they can control them, so only the most talented ones among them
Only those who are blind can master these magic skills in this state of blind men and elephants."
Strange lowered his head and looked at the small wooden stick. He said: "This gave me a new idea. Although the children who have just joined Kama Taj cannot directly borrow power from the demon gods, they can completely borrow power from the older ones.
The mage borrowed the power and made it into a magical item like this wand."
"In this way, young mages will also have the opportunity to gradually become familiar with magic. If they follow the same system as this school and learn step by step, it may be possible to popularize magic."
"But the question is, what about the price of borrowing power? Who will pay?"
Strange glanced at Stark in surprise and said, "Pay the price? When did that happen? Have you forgotten? The previous membership gifts and the dues paid by the demon gods,
Even if the Archmages are at full power, they will be enough for us to last until the next century."
Stark slapped his forehead. He had forgotten that Kama Taj had now changed from a buyer to a middleman, eating the plaintiff and eating the defendant.
"Actually, what I want to learn most is the technology of making wands, but we can't seem to leave this school." Strange touched his face and said with a little regret: "I really want to know if they really
Is there a way to produce magic items smoothly and efficiently?"
"Kama Taj doesn't have this method?" Stark asked curiously.
Strange shook his head and said: "Even if the Supreme Mage wants to create a treasure for personal protection, it depends on luck. It doesn't succeed every time, but here..." Strange turned around to look.
He looked at the students behind him and said, "Even the youngest mages all have a magic wand."
"More than that, I heard that there are some other treasures left by the founders of the four colleges. It would be great if I could take a look at them." Stark said, touching his chin.
In fact, Stark is also very interested in casting. Although it is a magical casting, it may not be unable to be used by him. After all, he also has a magical energy core.
