The Magician of the Beautiful World

"I'm sorry, I think so." Steve's tone seemed a little helpless, and also a little anxious.

After saying this, Steve hung up the phone. In fact, it was Hank Pym who hung up the phone.

It didn't take long for Steve and Bucky to watch this guy push open the office door, and then rush out frantically with footsteps not inferior to those of young people.

"Alright, we have about [-] seconds to search for Pym particles, and we have about five minutes to return to the office." Steve said in a deep voice, watching Hank Pym rushing out.

"No, it's six minutes." Bucky shook his head: "I put something in the power supply, and the power will probably be cut off soon. This will give us an extra minute, let's act."

......

When Steve and Bucky started their own operations, Strange had just started his day of training in the London Temple.

He has been studying magic knowledge for a month, and this month's study has also allowed him to reshape his worldview.

Although the current Strange's self-knowledge reserve is still far behind, in general he is no worse than those Hogwarts first- and second-year students.

But this is just a reserve of knowledge, he hasn't used a single spell yet!

This made Strange very depressed, although he already possessed some magic power. Noah officially taught him how to meditate half a month ago.

It took Strange about two days to learn this thing, and now Strange has magic power.

But he didn't mean to be happy with the magic power, he knew that just having magic power didn't mean anything.

Without the help of the spell, he probably wouldn't be able to become a magician in the true sense, nor would he be able to recover his hands.

Sighing, Strange knew that he still had a long way to go.

After silently getting out of bed and tidying himself up, Strange walked towards the library. There was a lot of knowledge he had to fill in, so much that Strange himself could hardly imagine.

"Is this going to make me a magician?" Strange thought silently as he walked. To be honest, Strange couldn't figure out what Noah meant.

He was just a doctor who was completely desperate because his hands were crippled in an accidental car accident.

He didn't know why Noah, a high-ranking magician, would take a fancy to him, and from the current posture, it seemed that he planned to thoroughly train him into a qualified magician.

Shaking his head, Strange didn't intend to think too much, the most important thing for him at this stage was to study hard.

Slowly approaching the library, Strange was surprised to find that there was someone inside. Looking closely, Strange found that it was the guardian's assistant king.

At this time, Wang was carefully arranging the books on the bookshelf. He did not have the ability to use magic, but sorted and organized them one by one with his hands.

What he did made Strange feel extremely surprised, because it was the first time Strange had seen a magician organize the bookshelf by hand.

"Are you surprised?" Wang didn't look at Strange at all, but he seemed to know what Strange was thinking: "Every book in the library is of incredible value, especially these books have One's own life, respecting them is what every magician should do."

"Really." Strange didn't know how to answer this question, but he still nodded seriously: "I'm taught, Your Excellency."

As a senior magician, Wang, even if Strange could not understand what he said, Strange would still accept it seriously.

What's more, Strange also felt that what Wang said was right, every book was indeed of incredible value.

Be it normal books or magical books, they are a person's best friend or even a mentor.

Anyone can find something useful in them, whether it is to pass the time or to learn the content of them.

"By the way, this book is for you." At this moment, Wang suddenly picked up a book and walked up to Strange: "Elementary Spell Elemental Magic, this is the book that Noah has annotated. Very useful for beginners like you."

"Spell?" Strange was stunned for a moment, and then surprise and surprise appeared on his face: "Thank you very much, Your Excellency!"

"You don't need to thank me, it's your own efforts. Also, after breakfast later, Noah will take you to a place."

"To a place? Where?"

"A... very interesting place, but in between, change your accent. I don't know why, but he asked me to tell you that from now on you should use a British accent, otherwise he would angry."

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"Where is this place, mentor."

After breakfast, Strange was brought by Noah's magic to a slightly quaint looking room, just as Wang said.

And there was no need for Noah to order, Strange consciously changed his accent to a British accent.

What he did surprised Noah a bit. To be honest, Strange is really unparalleled in learning.

Don't think that the British accent and the American accent look similar, giving people a feeling that it is easy to learn. In fact, there are still great differences.

Just like in Noah's previous life, the dialects in various places were similar, but it was still very difficult to learn in a short time.

But this kind of difficulty doesn't seem to be the same with Strange. It's just that he didn't learn at all in just one month, just by listening, he was already able to use this kind of accent.

"This is where you will work in the future." Noah spread out his hands and said directly: "This is Baker Street, 221B, and you will work here from now on."

"221B Baker Street?" Strange was taken aback for a moment, he really didn't expect to come to this place.

After this month of cramming study, Strange has gained a deep understanding of the history of the magic world, especially modern history.

It can be said that the entire modern history of the magic world has a deep connection with one person anyway.

And this person is his current mentor, Noah Finnier, who can be said to be the magician in front of him who looks younger than himself, changing the stagnant environment of the entire magic world!

Strange remembered that Anton Pavlovich Chekhov once wrote a book called The Man in a Case, which fit the environment of the wizarding world at that time.

A mentality that is both afraid of making troubles and changing everything that exists makes the magical world like stagnant water.