The Hogwarts Professor at Marvel

Chapter 585 Gu Yi: This is the last chance
"What's the arrangement in the UK? What's the news now?" Nick Fury's voice was as serious and oppressive as ever.

It was as if the other party owed him 100 million.

"I'm sorry, Chief, but no useful information has been collected yet." The intelligence officer on the other side replied nervously.

It seems to know that all subsequent restorations are enough to arouse the anger of the director.

"MI[-]?" There was doubt in the tone, but there was no doubt in the tone.

"Ah..., yes, Director." It seemed that he was surprised by the fact that the director did not play cards according to the routine.

The young female intelligence worker was surprised and nodded quickly.

"Okay, go back and do your thing." Nick Fury was silent for a while and said calmly.

It seemed that it had no effect on him.

however……

The moment the intelligence personnel walked out, Nick Fury's expression became extremely ugly.

boom!
With a palm falling, the table seemed a little overwhelmed, and it shattered with a bang.

At this moment, Nick Fury doesn't seem to care about the problem of the table, but various ideas keep appearing in his mind.

In this game, the UK has to enter no matter what.

Even if it's a scam.

But who made the bait thrown by the other party so delicious.

A complete path from common man to powerful mage.

This……

Who can resist such a temptation!

Thinking that under the magic of Grindelwald, Lockhart and others before, he and others had no ability to resist.

In addition to being aggrieved, there is more anger and fanaticism.

However, the danger is not small.

London serves as a battlefield, and various forces are stationed in it.

Their S.H.I.E.L.D. originally had limited power, not to mention MI[-] messing around inside.

Don't talk about taking chestnuts out of the fire, it's not bad if you don't get a backstab from the opponent.

Hey, after all, I can't help it.

It's a pity that the high-end combat power is still somewhat lacking.

Tony and Hulk are already the strongest combat power they can master.

But what follows is obviously lacking.

Those who are pregnant.

Those who have strength are virtues!
Those who have no strength are sins!
At this moment, suddenly...

"Fury, what happened, call me back."

Hear this voice that has not been heard for many years but is still familiar.

Nick Fury looked up in surprise, and sure enough, a familiar face appeared in front of him.

Blue battle uniform, golden knee pads, sassy temperament...

"Carola, you're finally back!"

…………

Kama Taj.

call!what!call!what!
One after another, young mage apprentices waved the long sticks in their hands, and swung them forward vigorously, making hu-ha-hu-ha sounds from their mouths.

They are training, conducting the most basic combat training.

What they had in their hands was not magical weapons, but just wooden sticks, without the slightest element of magic involved.

No, to be precise, a magic related to gravity has been cast on their site.

Visible to the naked eye, every time they swung their arms and slammed forward, sweat flowed from their necks into their clothes like water.

It seems to explain the pressure they are under and the hard training.

This is to beat their physical strength.

As the mages of Kama Taj, the strength of their bodies directly determines the capacity they can hold the power of Visandi.

In other words, it directly determines their strength.

Therefore, every mage apprentice will go through this kind of arduous training.

Even after becoming an official mage, he will try his best to torture his body and improve his physical strength.

Usually, this kind of training is very grueling.

However, they were very excited, and even tried their best in every swing and every training session.

because……

The Supreme Mage was watching from the sidelines.

It would be a great honor and recognition for them if they could get the praise of the supreme mage, even if it was slight.

"They are very hardworking and hardworking. They are a group of good kids." The Supreme Master said suddenly.

Lockhart, who was standing by the side and also watching everything on the training square, nodded in agreement.

"That's right, Supreme Mage, every drop of sweat they shed now will save their lives on the battlefield in the future."

"Yes, many people have said similar things like you." The Supreme Mage said with some emotion: "However, Lockhart."

"Do you believe this sentence?"

Hearing this, Lockhart stared at the mage apprentices who were swinging their long sticks and striking forward.

no reply.

Yes, how many people have said that the more you sweat now, the less blood you will shed in the future, and every drop of sweat you sweat now will save your life in the future.

But in reality, the group of sorcerer apprentices in front of them had mediocre talents.

Even if they train for another 10 years, they won't be able to gain as much as Strange's one month in Vientiane World.

The entire Karma Taj, except for the Supreme Master.

The longest-lived is Arnold, the guardian mage of the London Temple, who is only 96 years old.

According to the lifespan of the Asgardians, this is still a child, like a toddler of one or two years old.

Even with the mage's short lifespan, Arnold should be in his prime.

However, this is already Karma Taj's longest-lived mage.

You know, Arnold himself is one in a million geniuses.

As for this group of mage apprentices, although their talents are good, they are far behind Casillas, Arnold and others.

Not to mention Strange, the so-called illegitimate son of Wei Shandi.

So, for them.

The more sweat you sweat now, the faster you will die on the battlefield in the future.

Waste, live longer instead.

Although this may sound ironic, it is the reality of Karma Taj today.

In the training square, the roars of mage apprentices being trained were deafening.

They are full of enthusiasm and have a good yearning for the future in their eyes.

But at this moment, at the edge of the square, the air around the Supreme Mage was as cold as frost.

Silence is sometimes a wordless answer.

"Lockhart, Strange has gone to London."

The Supreme Mage spoke, breaking the silence.

After Lockhart heard it, he was a little confused.

Judging from the information channels in his hands, some important things may happen in London next, related to the group of fallen mages.

But for the supreme mage, even the dimensional gods are playing games. What can a group of fallen mages do?

My heart was full of doubts, and various possibilities kept popping up in my mind.

He remained silent.

"Lockhart, you go too, this should be your last chance."

"Think about what I told you."

Lockhart was taken aback by the Supreme Mage's words, and he opened his mouth to ask why.

However, the moment he spoke.

I saw the Supreme Master waved his hand gently.

moment……

hum!
The scene changed, everything in front of me was shattered, then reassembled, shattered and reassembled again.

Time seems to have passed for a long time, but it seems to be only a moment.

The next moment, he returned to his office.

The familiar dark green wizard's robe on the hanger, the magic suitcase in the corner, and the half-page notebook that he opened on the old brown solid wood table in front of him...

At this moment, Lockhart's eyes were a little confused.

Still seeming to be thinking, the Supreme Mage finally said those words.

What is the last chance?

He didn't quite understand, or rather, didn't want to understand.

(End of this chapter)