The Hogwarts Professor at Marvel

Asgard.

In the middle of the vast sea of ​​stars, a continent seems to exist forever, exuding an ancient atmosphere.

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

In the glorious Golden Palace, the heroes and generals of Asgard are 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 tournament, maybe it was to celebrate the birthday of a certain general, or it was more likely that everyone thought the banquet was a great thing.

All in all, on this day, which is not a special festival, the banquet hall of the Golden Palace is full of excitement.

A steady stream of fine wine and delicacies were brought into the banquet hall by the servants of the Golden Palace.

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

There are guys who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, shouting and cheering.

Although the scene was chaotic, it was full of what Asgardian warriors should have. Every grand banquet would turn into a big brawl, which is the tradition of the Asgardians.

Their blood is full of martial blood, and they are always full of love for life and war, so that they and the world of Asgard are full of vigorous vitality.

Quite different from usual.

Thor, who has always been the central figure of the entire banquet, frowned slightly at this time, sitting in the corner drinking wine.

It forms a strong contrast with the lively scene next to it.

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

Thor kept pouring the mead into the cup, and drank it down one cup after another, as if drinking water.

A glass!
Two cups!

Ten cups!

In the end, Sol seemed uncomfortable drinking from a cup, so he started drinking from a jug.

After a jug of mead is finished.

boom!
Thor smashed the wine jug hard on the ground, making a broken sound.

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

But
If you look at Sol's expression, you will find that he is not half happy, not to mention that he smashed the flagon, as if this is a habitual behavior.

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

Seeing the sullen Sol, he stretched out his hand to slightly pull the golden dress on his body, took a jug of wine and two glasses, and walked forward slowly.

"Here, Sol!"

"Hi!"

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

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

"Thank you, Sif!"

Hearing Saul's voice of thanks, and then looking at his slightly sad face, he said with some distress.

"Sol, stop worrying about Loki?"

Well, as Sol's best friend, plus the previous Destroyer War in Midgard is also counted as a personal participant.

It is very clear why Thor, the prince of Asgard, looks sad. …

because
Thor's brother Loki fell under the Rainbow Bridge and may die as well.

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 Asgardians should have, but more of a kind of femininity, like a snake.

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

But she still likes fighters like Sol.

heroic!strong!brave!

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

Attaching to Thor's ear, he whispered: "Sol, I have some news for you."

"Today, the God King summoned 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."

Having said that, Sif paused slightly, looked at Sol with a hint of excitement on his face, and said softly.

"So, Loki may not be dead."

Hearing this, Sol showed an excited look on his face, and directly poured a full glass for Sif in front of him with the flagon, and refilled another glass for himself.

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

boom!
After drinking, he smashed the wine glass to the ground with all his might, making a crisp cracking sound.

At this time, the Asgardian warriors around could see that his prince's state was obviously different, and he didn't feel depressed like before.

Although I don't know the reason, they rushed forward one after another, and started to drink at full speed like in the past.

Sol's mood improved significantly at this time.

Like the previous banquet, he kept taking the full wine glasses handed over by the attendants.

take a sip and then
boom! boom! boom!
Accompanied by a crisp sound, the ground was covered with shards of wine glasses.

Seeing this, the people around were also not to be outdone, and began to gulp, smashing cups to the ground as well, showing 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, who smelled of alcohol, held Mjolnir, swayed slightly, and walked deep into the Golden Palace.

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

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

"Your Excellency, I'm here."

Standing on crutches, Mephisto stood at the entrance of the alley, and the lights on the street lit up and down on his side cheeks, revealing a bit weird.

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

At this moment, Mephisto, although his face was kind, his tone was very flat.

In other words, because of the black-robed man in front of him, most of the avatars that descended on Earth were wiped out.

No one will be in a good mood.

The man in black on the other side didn't directly answer Mephisto's question. …

Instead, he was silent for a moment before asking back.

"Mephisto, what do you think of Lockhart?"

"Good strength, great potential." Mephisto pondered for a moment, then said softly: "I think Gu Yi should be very optimistic about him."

When hearing Gu Yi's words.

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

After confirming his guess, Mephisto continued with a smile on his lips, "This Lockhart has already touched the power of the source."

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

"Well, are you interested?"

For the bait thrown by Mephisto, the man in black robe, or Mage David, showed a hint of greed.

However, he soon became alert.

As Kama Taj's mage, he has seen many of the various routines of the Dimensional Cthulhu.

Bait is wonderful.

But you need to take your life to eat.

He is still very precious to his life.

but
"Break the contract, of course I'm interested." David said hoarsely: "However, I have my own method, so I won't bother you."

As for his identity as a Karma Taj mage, David directly acquiesced.

"Mephisto, I don't know how interested you are in the defensive magic circle formed by the three holy temples?"

He heard what the man in black robe said in front of him.

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

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

Otherwise, no matter how strong Gu Yi is.

Can't they fight, can't they hide?

What's more, in the current situation, it is necessary to pay a considerable price to separate a clone to hinder the rejection of the magic circle.

He didn't even dare to exert his strength too much.

For fear of being watched.

"What do you want?" Mephisto didn't answer, but continued to ask his own questions.

"My request is simple."

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

"You caught him in front of me and handed him over to me."

"Then, I'll tell you the location of the Three Great Temples and how to temporarily break through the defensive barrier."

Mephisto thought deeply about the request made by the man in black.

This Lockhart is quite popular.

Domamu also wants it, as does the fallen mage from Kama Taj in front of him.

It seems that before being arrested, he also has to have a good trial.

He was quite confident about whether he could catch Lockhart.

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

"Lockhart, his strength is very difficult." Mephisto said with some distress, "I'm afraid it will be very difficult with my strength on Earth."

"If you really want to be caught by him, it's best to let my deity descend."

David was a little speechless about Mephisto's attitude.

How could he not know that this is the other party wanting to bargain.

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

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

That's right, Lockhart has arrested three more Dormammu followers, and this matter has been spread throughout Kama Taj.

"Don't worry, although the opponent is difficult to deal with, there is 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 demon gods.

This message, if true.

It can bring value to him, it can be said to be very huge.

Hearing Mephisto's request, the corners of David's mouth curled up, and he agreed directly without hesitation.

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

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

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

In the morning, Xiutus Hotel, Room 702.

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

His eyes seemed to be staring blankly at the ceiling, and he was holding a black card in his hand.

In the early hours of the morning, he was severely taught by the owner of the Vientiane World.

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

I am also glad that the other party keeps the promise, otherwise I might not be able to come out.

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

"Revenge, revenge towards Vientiane World."

Johnny felt a little helpless about the manic thought of Chanostan's spirit emerging in his heart.

Yesterday, the opponent seemed to have gone crazy, fighting with the opponent.

If you fight, just fight, if you don't even come out with the master, you will lose.

Also want to seek revenge on the other party.

Does this mean you don't want to live?
The thought of complaining is fleeting.

Johnny put the Mocha in front of his eyes, stared at the name on the card, and comforted him: "If you want to find traces of Mephisto, I'm afraid you have to get it from Vientiane World."

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

Hearing this, the spirit of Zatanos slowly fell silent.

The sky is big, the earth is big, didn't you kill Mephisto?
At this moment, suddenly.
boom! boom! boom!
There was a familiar knock on the door, and the assistant's words came from outside the door.

"Mr. Blazer, the former New York Daily reporter, came to see you again."

"It is said that there is a very important matter to discuss with you."

"Do you think it's convenient now?"

Hearing what the assistant said, Johnny was a little surprised.

A reporter came to interview yesterday, what is he doing today?
It's okay to say at night, I went to my room in broad daylight for a special interview.

What do you mean?
Could it be that the death leap performed last night was so attractive.

With a flash of thought, Johnny yelled out the door.

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

With Johnny shouting 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 Natasha, the black widow, 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 going on, is there anything I can do for you?"

Sitting at the round table, Johnny looked at the black widow's dark green, jewel-like eyes, and said gently.

And at this moment, Natasha seemed to know the other party's inner thoughts.

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

After opening it, a streak appeared on it.

Among them, it was last night that the Ghost Rider passed through the fire of hell and forcibly opened a picture of the gate leading to the world of Vientiane.

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 Blazer's questioning, Natasha showed a soft smile on her face, and said gently: "Hi, Johnny, I am from S.H.I.E.L.D. .”

"You can call me Natasha."

As she said that, 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, it's not a small disturbance every night."

"If it weren't for us to take action, I'm afraid there would have been an uproar on the Internet."

Johnny ignored what Natasha said.

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

"What does your S.H.I.E.L.D. have to do with Vientiane World?"