Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

A group of wolves slowly walked out from between the woodlands, and Kedal knew them, or rather, knew what they used to be.

Direwolves are Freljord's most common wild animals, fierce and tough. Once a prey is identified, it will not die, even if the entire group is bet that the prey will be killed. This special character makes many Freljords have a special respect for them - of course, they must be killed.

There are also many tribes who regard them as totems, and hope that their tribes can unite with them. There are as many as four that Kedal knows about.

But what they looked like at this time was very different from what they used to be. The originally white fur had turned into a very dirty purple, and it would be disgusting just to look. Kedal clenched the axe in his hand and watched the slowly approaching wolves without saying a word.

He didn't need to look back to know that they had surrounded the forest, and they would start attacking them as soon as the alpha wolf gave an order. This very common hunting tactic is the simplest and most effective, and some people have even seen direwolf kill mammoths with this simple tactic.

A wolf howl, their fangs sticking out, under the witness of the moonlight, they rushed towards the three people and one dog. The hound named Luto had already urinated in fright at this time, but he still stood in front of its owner. Will Ledger and Morse's performances can't be said to be good, but they're not bad either. At least it's much stronger than what they claim to be scholars.

Instead of turning and running, they stood back to back, trembling.

Kedal let out a deafening roar that made Morse, who was closest to him, dizzy. Immediately afterwards, he saw the man rush out, Morse's words stuck in his throat, he didn't understand, why would anyone choose to rush out and take the initiative to seek death? But what he saw next made him realize one thing.

No, he's not looking for death.

Kedal's axe cut through the body of the first wolf with unparalleled ease, and the wolf's purpose was to bite his arm. But this scene was foreseen by the man. He took a slight step to the side like an unpredictable prophet, and the axe in his hand appeared just right on the route of its attack. What happened next, no need to say more.

If it is said that it has developed to this point, it is only the scope of human beings. Then, what he did next was completely beyond the knowledge of Morse and Will Ledge.

I saw Kedar turn around and spin in an instant, the blade of the axe crackling in the empty air, and the fleeting flame almost made them think they were wrong-until the axe in his hand slashed in the air. Above the ground, the next second, the lava erupted.

In the blink of an eye, where the axe blade was in contact with the ground, a man-high lava erupted, which completely went against science and made the two of them open their mouths. Before their astonishment was over, they saw Kedal let out another roar, his arms slammed, the axe sank, and then suddenly raised.

The original mud, the current lava flew out as if it had life, and hit every wolf that tried to attack them with precision. The raging flames began to burn in the woods, burning on the direwolf on this cold Freljord night.

It's just that they didn't scream, and they didn't have the so-called meat fragrance. Only a rotten smell spread through the woods.

Kedal stood up silently, his body exuded heat, and two long white breaths were exhaled from his nose. He knew that the battle was far from over, and it could even be called the beginning.

The reason is simple - the skeletons of direwolf that have been burned are slowly standing up.

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Above a vast expanse of white land, Ashes and the Fire-Proof Girl were galloping on that special metal horse. Ash's metal helmet didn't exhale any heat, he didn't need to breathe, and naturally this natural phenomenon would not occur. But the fire girl is different. She is not as strong as Ashes, and she is already trembling with cold at this time.

Has Ashes noticed this?

It should be, after all he has stopped the horse. He pulled up his visor, turned around and asked, "Is it cold?"

The fire girl forced a smile and whispered, "I'm fine, Lord Ash."

So Ashes got off the horse in silence, and somehow a small bonfire was lit on the ground. This familiar scene made the fire girl stunned for a moment, and then she burst out laughing. Ash looked at her suspiciously, and gently hugged her from the horse, and laid a soft quilt on the ground before letting her sit down.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Just suddenly remembered.... Lord Ash used to rest in front of countless bonfires like this, right?"

The fire girl's words were a bit confusing, but for Ashes, he could 100% understand what she was talking about. The knight stretched out his hand in silence, the flames flashed past, and a spiral sword formed of twisted metal appeared in his hand. Ash inserted the spiral sword into the bonfire, and the already vigorous flames were now a little brighter again.

He sat down slowly, and there was nothing special in his tone: "...In this case, it's more like this."

"I actually have a day to travel with you."

There was something indescribable in the fire girl's smile. She hugged her knees, stared at the flames in front of her, and said softly, "Originally, I just thought about waiting for your return in the fire shrine. As long as that's the case, I'm already at ease. But now I'm still thinking about traveling with you, am I being greedy?"

"......"

Ash didn't speak, he took off his gauntlet and baked it like a normal human being. Feeling the temperature, he pulled off his visor again, and a dull voice came from under the helmet: "Don't I got cold..."

The fire girl laughed so much that her shoulders shook, Ashes was a little puzzled: what was she laughing at?

This warm scene didn't last long, and after about half an hour, they were on their way again. Only this time, the fire-proof girl has an extra robe on her body. It was an old phantom condensed by the ashes with its own power. It was a travel robe derived from an ancient tradition. It was thicker than the fire-resistant girl's original clothes.

At least it can keep her warm. Although it is an old phantom, it can also play a role in sheltering from the cold. A scum like him can do something for others.

The fire girl stared at his back blankly. In her opinion, this mottled and old metal armor is the most reassuring thing in the world.

when it was dark.

They found a cave that sheltered from the wind, and Ashes didn't care so much, they just drove all night. But the fire girl can't, she is very weak - I don't know what Rudous will think of Ashes' evaluation of her, maybe he will look at his broken legs with an unspeakable expression.

The original owner of this cave should have been a large beast such as a bear, but it has disappeared at this time, and some bones left by it are still scattered on the ground. The ashes kicked those bones into the depths of the cave, and the bonfire was lit again, and the bedding was laid. After the fire-proof girl sat down by the fire, he walked to the front of the cave and prepared for a vigil.

"Aren't you going to rest?"

"I don't need a break."

"...What kind of person do you think that mage is?"

Ash turned his head and gave her a serious look, then tilted his head against the mountain wall of the cave and thought for a long time before he solemnly spit out two words: "Good man."

The fire girl didn't know how to answer the call for a while.

"He has the ability to do such a thing, but only says that he is a wandering mage... Don't you think this is a little too unrealistic?"

Ashes shook his head.

He knew what the fire girl was thinking - nothing more than worrying that the mage would use him to do something else, but here comes the problem.

Does the mage really need to use him?

He didn't know why the fire girl had such an idea, maybe it was dark under the lights, or she was too concerned about him and lost her due reason. But Ashes only felt that the mage was not such a person. His intuition told him that the other party hated conspiracy and tricks as much as he did. And his intuition had saved him countless times.

Besides, stratagems are for the underpowered—what else do you need when you can just wave your hand to a new world with a horde of people, and by the way lift a thousand-year-old city out of the ground? The answer is obviously no.

"He's a good guy," Ashes repeated. "There's no need to think too much."

"I understand." The fire-resistant girl nodded lightly. For her, Ash's thoughts are her thoughts.

The cave soon fell silent, only the sound of flames burning.

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If He Shenyan knew that the fire girl was wary of him, he would only have laughed. He didn't care about these things, moreover, he was busy discussing some academic stuff with Snape right now. The two had been chatting hotly in Snape's office all afternoon.

"...no no no, the inscriptions can be moved and even arranged in any order you like, but you must not violate the basic principles of use. Mr. Snape, you just said to change an inscription to- oh, it seems somebody is coming."

He Shenyan turned to the door of Snape's office, and a few seconds later, someone knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Although he was very dissatisfied that someone came to disturb him, work was work, and Snape was still very responsible. Although his expression was very unhappy, he still let people outside the door come in.

A red-haired girl stuck her head in, and the dissatisfaction on Snape's face quickly turned into a smile. The speed and expression made He Shenyan who was on the side couldn't help but take a second glance - good guy, you can still laugh?

"Hi, Professor!"

She walked in with a smile, saw the mage sitting on the sofa, covered her mouth, and cried out in surprise, "Professor He!"

"It's you, Harry. How are you doing?"

"Why are you here?! No, I mean, when did you come back?"

Facing her question, He Shenyan just smiled lightly.

He stood up: "Just got back... You should have something to do with Professor Snape, right? I won't bother - remember to say hello to Ron and Hermione for me, by the way, to ask you something ."

"You said it!" Harry straightened his back quickly, as if I would tell you everything as long as I knew.

"Have they made it?"

"Uh-!" Harry seemed to be choking, and He Shenyan couldn't help laughing. He waved his hand and walked out of Snape's office: "Just pretend I didn't say anything, Harry. , goodbye, Mr. Snape."

Refused Harry and Snape's retention, and did not use small spells to hide their presence. Under the eyes of many students, the mage went to the Forbidden Forest while humming a song. He did not forget that when he was at his loneliest, a group of unicorns gave him the best Christmas present.

Inside Snape's office.

Harry took a deep breath, no longer as relaxed as before. She didn't even dare to look at Snape, and lowered her head and said with some difficulty, "That's right, Professor. My father asked me to come here."

Snape just sat in the chair and watched her silently.

Harry raised his head and glanced at Snape quickly, seeing that his expression had not changed, and then continued: "But the decision is up to you, I'm just here to tell you something—seriously, you must not I am shaken."

Hearing this, Snape smiled: "You are really a standard Slytherin, Harry. You use your words well."

The girl smiled embarrassedly.

Snape stood up, not angry - what was he so angry about? Even if it's angry, it's with that **** James Potter. Harry was just here to say a few words to her father, it was only natural.

He said, "Let him speak to me himself... Hmph, James Potter, to ask his own daughter to say such things."

With a wave of his hand, Snape skipped the subject, opened his drawer and took out a nicely packaged box. Something unnaturally handed to Harry.

"Huh?" Harry deliberately made an expression that he didn't know what he meant. "It's not my birthday yet, Professor."

Snape glared at her, and Harry immediately changed his expression again, stood up with a smile, and even saluted him: "Understood! I'll take it back to my mother, by the way, it's convenient for you to reveal this. What's the next gift?"

The old man coughed unnaturally, and UU read www.uukanshu.com vaguely: "It's nothing, it's just a little thing..."

"Oh~"

Snape's cough grew louder, and Harry knew the truth of the matter, but just as she was about to leave, she heard Snape say softly, "I haven't forgotten your birthday, Harry."

You don't forget every year, Professor.

With her back to him, Halle smiled. "I'm looking forward to it, Professor."

Watching her disappear in a burst of blue light, Snape sat down in his chair. He let out a sigh of relief, as if he had accomplished some incredible task—well, for him, giving Lily a gift so bluntly might have been a big deal.

He looked at the desktop of his office and snapped his fingers abruptly. A picture frame emerged, showing a smiling red-haired girl, and Snape stood pompously.

Staring at this photo, Snape's eyes were surprisingly tender.