The Magician of the Beautiful World

"Um..." Strange froze for a moment, then immediately nodded and said, "No problem, mentor. John, do me a favor, go get a cup of milk tea, and bring the coat hanger in your room by the way."

"Why mine?" Everett murmured under his breath, then turned around and did as quickly as he could.

He didn't dare to provoke magicians anymore, especially those magicians who came and went without a trace and possessed terrifying power.

These guys are comparable to thugs, and they are the kind of thugs whose abilities are so exaggerated that it is unbelievable. Anyone with a good mind will not provoke them casually.

"Okay, let's talk about your problem, Stephen." Noah stretched his waist and asked casually: "It seems that you have adapted faster than I thought, and your progress is obvious to all. By the way , what about that John Watson? Your new roommate?"

"Yes, mentor."

Strange nodded: "He is a former CIA agent, but he seems to have been fired, and he has helped me a lot along the way. Although I guess he used a fake name, but I It’s not her real name either, so”

"Knowing choice." Noah nodded.

Fortunately, you didn't care about it, otherwise Sherlock Holmes and his John Watson would have no story?

This is not a good thing.And Noah also confirmed one thing, that is, this John Watson is really that Detective Everett Ross.

Although Noah didn't know why the agent ran to Strange, but it didn't matter. Noah could completely leave this matter to Fury. Noah believed that according to Fury's character, he would absolutely I will investigate things clearly.

"Okay, let's not talk about this." Noah shook his head, then stared at Strange: "Tell me, what do you want me for?"

"Teacher, I want to talk about what happened after you left last night." Strange swallowed, and said a little nervously.

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Strange gathered a six-pointed star, and the golden magic power condensed crazily in his hands.

He knew that his magic casting had a big flaw, after all, as a beginner, he was really far behind.

Strange didn't know the lethal spell, and he didn't even master the offensive spell of Shenfeng Wuying, which Noah had mastered a long time ago.

However, Strange also has some other spells that can be replaced, that is, the Bone Crushing Curse, although it often becomes the Fracture Curse in his hands.

This time Strange had enough time and energy to cast the spell, so he felt that he should not fail.

When Strange's poor magic power condensed to its peak, Strange could feel that there should be nothing wrong with his spell.

But when Strange was about to construct magic power into magic, he glanced at Adam Lester who was kneeling on the ground waiting to die with his eyes closed, and suddenly his heart softened.

To be honest, Strange originally thought that he should not have such sympathy. As a top neurosurgeon, Strange has seen too many life and death.

Therefore, Strange would not feel that he would somehow show sympathy that he shouldn't have.

But in fact Strange is still a normal human being, a normal ordinary human being.

He has absolutely no way to ignore the werewolf as a human being, let alone kill a poor man whose heart has collapsed and has nothing left.

Sighing, Strange knew that he might really be unable to do anything.

But since the werewolf didn't resist in the slightest, Strange felt that maybe he could change something, even if it was for self-salvation.

"Sorry, I'm afraid I really can't do it."

Strange sighed silently in his heart, and the next moment he quietly changed the magic power of the Bone Crushing Curse!

The golden hexagram shone with dazzling light, and a golden luster instantly submerged into Adam's brain.

The next moment, Adam fell to the ground without moving, as if he had died!

Strange heaved a sigh of relief. This spell had almost exhausted all his magic power because his previous spells always had problems. This time he used it with all his strength, so he felt a little overwhelmed.

But in general, everything is over, although Everett, who didn't understand at all, looked very painful while covering his head.

But Strange was very calm and happy in his heart. At least Strange felt that he had done something meaningful.

"So, you forced yourself to use the Oblivion Charm on that werewolf?"

Noah held the black tea that Everett handed over, and looked at Strange speechlessly: "It seems kind, but it's too reluctant. A magic is not good if you try your best. Grasp it." The rhythm and rhythm of each magic is the most critical."

"Thank you for your teaching." Strange nodded very modestly, and then asked with some doubts: "Teacher, is what I did not very good?"

"It's not up to me to judge whether it's good or not. You and I grew up in a different environment, Sherlock."

Noah glanced at Everett at the side, and decisively called Strange's current name: "I entered the magical world at the age of eleven, the education we received, the outlook on life and values ​​we cultivated They're all completely different, and it's a good thing you have your own judgment, and you have to trust your own judgment."

Trust your own judgment?Strange looked at Noah who was drinking milk tea calmly, and finally nodded.

Indeed, Strange and Noah are completely different, their behaviors and ways of thinking in many places are different.

Although Noah hopes to control the apprentice Strange well, Noah will not use any coercive method like cultivating a puppet.

Noah would take this approach unless he was forced to, otherwise Noah would be more willing to try to use other emotions as a bond.

"I see, mentor." Strange nodded, "I know what I should do."

"Very good, come on." Noah drank the milk tea in one gulp: "By the way, besides this, is there anything else?"

"Well, I want to ask my mentor." Strange swallowed and said, "Do you have any ideas about my future plans?"

"Future plans?" Noah tilted his head. Of course, you will become a top magician in the future, and then I will see if you are qualified and can master the psychological gem.

But after thinking about it for a while, Noah knew what this guy meant. He probably wanted to ask himself if he could go back to be his own doctor in the future, right?

Noah thinks this problem is not a problem at all. Other superheroes can have a home page and a side job, why can't a magician?

Smiling slightly, Noah put the cup down: "Future plans? When you become a magician I think is qualified and pass a test, you can do what you want to do."