Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 381: Queen Frigga's Prophecy, Fallen Mage (Two in One)

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 Hall, the heroes and generals of Asgard, are throwing a great 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 Hall is full of excitement.

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

The rough and wild Warriors 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 middle of 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 filled with the passion that an Asgard Warrior should have. Every grand banquet would turn into a big brawl, which is the tradition of the Asgard people.

Their blood is full of martial blood, and they are always full of passion for life and war, which makes them and the world of Asgard full of vigorous vitality.

Quite different from usual.

Thor Thor At the moment, who has always been the central figure of the entire banquet, frowned slightly, 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 Thor is drunk, or seems to know that Thor is in a bad mood, and everyone comes to disturb him.

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

a cup!

Two cups!

Ten cups!

In the end, Thor seemed uncomfortable drinking from a cup, and started drinking from a jug.

After a jug of mead is finished.

boom!

Thor slams the flagon on the ground with a shattering 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 Thor's expression, you can see that he is not half happy, not to mention that he smashed the flagon, as if this is a habitual behavior.

Sif not far away has been watching this scene.

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

"Here, Thor!"

"Hi!"

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

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

"Thank you, Sif!"

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

"Thor, stop worrying about Loki?"

Well, as Thor's best friend, plus the previous Destroyer War in Midgard also counts as a personal participant.

It is very clear why Thor Thor, Prince of Asgard, looks sad.

because

Thor's younger brother Loki fell under the Bifrost 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 Asgard.

He lacks the toughness that Asgard people should have, but more of a kind of femininity, just 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 Warriors like Thor.

heroic! strong! brave!

Sif looked at Thor in front of him, looked around and found that there were not many people approaching, so he lowered his head slightly and let Gold's hair rest on Thor's shoulder.

Attached to Thor's ear, whispered: "Thor, I have a message for you."

"Today, the God King summoned the palace Mage 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 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 directly poured a full glass for Sif in front of him with the flagon, and then 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 the moment, the surrounding Asgard Warriors could see that their prince's state was obviously different, without the previous sense of depression.

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

At the moment Thor's mood improved significantly.

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 the cup to the ground likewise constantly, showing their excitement.

Seeing this scene, Sif next to him had a faint smile on his face, as if he felt relieved.

After the banquet.

Thor Thor, who smelled of alcohol, held Mjolnir, swayed slightly, and walked towards the depths of the Golden Hall.

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."

Mo Faith leaned on a cane and stood at the entrance of the alley. The lights on the street shone on his side cheeks from time to time, revealing a bit of eerieness.

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

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

In other words, because of the man in black in front of him, most of the duplications that he descended on the earth were all wiped out.

No one will be in a good mood.

On the other hand, the man in black robe did not directly answer Mo Faith's question.

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

"Mer Faith, what do you think of Lockhart?"

"The strength is good, and there is great potential." Mo Faith pondered for a while, and said softly: "I think Ancient One should be very optimistic about him."

When hearing the words Ancient One.

Mo Faith clearly noticed the fluctuation in the expression of the man in black.

After confirming his guess, Moto Faith 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?"

Regarding the bait thrown by Faith, the man in black robe, or rather David Mage, showed a hint of greed.

However, he soon became alert.

As Kamar-Taj's Mage, he has seen a lot of Evil God's various routines.

Bait is wonderful.

But it takes your life to eat.

He is still very precious to his life.

but

"Breaking the contract, I'm definitely interested." David said hoarsely: "However, I have my own method, so I won't bother you."

Regarding his identity as Kamar-Taj Mage, David directly acquiesced.

"Moto, I wonder how much interest you have in the defensive magic circle formed by the three holy places?"

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

Although Mo Faith's expression remained unchanged, his heart skipped a beat.

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 Ancient One is.

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

What's more, in the current situation, splitting out a duplication requires a considerable price to hinder the repulsion of the magic circle.

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

For fear of being watched.

"What do you want?" Moto Faith did not answer, but continued to ask his own question.

"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 locations of the three holy places, and how to break through the defensive barrier for a short time."

Mo Faith thought deeply about the request made by the man in black.

This Lockhart is quite popular.

Dormammu wants it too, and so does this fallen Mage from Kamar-Taj.

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." Meto Faith 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 Mo Faith'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 also seems to have a deep hatred for Lockhart."

Well, Lockhart has captured three more Dormammu followers, and word has spread throughout Kamar-Taj.

"Don't worry, although the other party is difficult to deal with, there is no problem in catching him." Moto interrupted: "However, I need his detailed information."

The weakness of the magic circle is simply a huge temptation for the surrounding dimension Mephista.

This message, if true.

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

Hearing Faith Torti's request, the corners of David's mouth curled up, and he directly agreed 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.

He stared blankly at the ceiling, 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 any resistance, 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 Mo Faith, 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, there is no dead ink, Faith is big?

At the 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's the meaning?

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 Black widow Natasha Romanoff, 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 in front of the round table, Johnny looked at Black widow Mo Green with jewel-like eyes, and said gently.

And at this moment, Natasha Romanoff seems to know the inner thoughts of the other party.

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 Ghost Rider passed through the flames of hell and forcibly opened a door 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 Romanoff showed a gentle smile on his face, and said gently: "Hello, Johnny, I am from S.H.I.E.L.D, and I belong to the World Security Council, which is responsible for handling various abnormal events around the world."

"You can call me Natasha Romanoff."

As he said that, Natasha Romanoff took out a Black card, put 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 Romanoff 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?"

(end of this chapter)