I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

John looked at the spacecraft that crashed into the lava, and after thinking about it again and again, he came to a conclusion.

"I really need a driver."

He began to miss the days of Ferdinand.

But the good news is not without it.

He made it to Muspelheim.

How to confirm it specifically, because the high temperature here has begun to melt the spacecraft.

It was also because of this that John's spaceship lost control and fell into the magma.

He tapped his shoulder with his wand and a new set of clothes appeared.

Golden patterns similar to scales appeared on his exposed skin.

Muspelheim is indeed the land of fire, as hot as a sauna.

Exposed magma can be seen everywhere.

There are no plants. Fortunately, the only ones that survive here are the fire giants who don't need to eat.

The high temperature here is simply heaven for the fire giant.

John has the physique of a fire dragon, so it won't be a problem here.

And there is no ice fog in Niflheim, which means there is nothing blocking the view.

The movement of the earth's crust has resulted in many raised thorns here, one by one, which are still warm to the touch.

However, despite the harsh environment, it is rich in mineral resources.

Perhaps because of the high temperature and the perennial flowing magma, the minerals here are much richer and purer than other places.

John also found some rare minerals here.

If a trading channel can be opened, the Magic Kingdom will no longer be short of rare ores.

In addition to the flame giants, there are also some flame creatures.

John saw a fire demon with horns flying quickly on the ground.

There are also huge fire beetles crawling underground, like demolition machines, creating deep pits one after another on the ground.

Muspelheim is one of John’s must-visit places.

Thor knew that the biggest executor of Ragnarok was the ancient existence born in Muspelheim, Surtur.

That is an existence that is older than Odin. It is the elf of fire. You can also call it the demon of fire.

In the dream of Ragnarok, Surtur holds the Sword of Twilight and knocks Asgard down, allowing Ragnarok to come.

So John wanted to take a look at the sword-bearer of fate.

He came to Muspelheim.

It is relatively easy to find Surtur.

Because Surtur is the most powerful being in Muspelheim, there are basically no other creatures where he is.

As long as he followed this clue, John easily found the underground palace where Surtur was supposed to be.

Yes, it should be.

John walked in and stared at the huge Sword of Twilight stuck in the ground, lost in thought.

The throne was empty, there was nothing there, let alone Surtur.

"Hello, is anyone there?"

John asked towards the empty palace.

He is not here to deal with Surtur, but simply to find his destiny.

But no one here said anything, and there seemed to be signs of a fight.

John waved his wand and golden powder fell.

As he watched, a cloaked figure emerged from the chains.

Then John saw a hammer flying in.

Well, when you see the hammer, you don’t have to figure out who it is.

The answer is already on paper.

"Thor is serious about Ragnarok."

Faster than his own movements, he ran straight to Surtur's lair and pulled the person out.

John has to say that Saul is still reckless, but his strength is improving rapidly.

It is completely inconsistent with the saying that Asgardians become more powerful as they get older.

Now that Surtur was gone, John had lost most of his interest.

He turned his attention to the Sword of Twilight.

In Ragnarok, Surtur wields the Sword of Twilight and defeats Asgard.

What if the Sword of Twilight is gone?

He pondered around the Sword of Twilight.

This thing is an artifact, not a sword to be precise.

Surtur is a fire giant, a giant with the ability to control fire and create with fire.

This sword was made by Surtur.

What is used inside is pure flame, which will be summoned to Surtur's location at any time.

Compared to Thor's hammer, this sword is much more powerful.

John had an idea. If the flame of the sword is extinguished, does it mean that the power belonging to Surtur is gone?

Thoughts flashed through my mind.

John became interested.

It just so happens that the owner of Muspelheim is not here now, so I can stay here for a while.

Well, don’t give up those rare materials for free.

...

Hogwarts.

Snape hadn't had a good night's sleep in days.

Only he knew what was hidden in the vaults beneath Hogwarts.

Let's put it this way, even the basilisk that Slytherin once kept inside was much cuter than that thing.

Not long ago, the celestial ball activated itself once, which made Snape feel heartbroken.

That thing has absorbed the technology of elf travel, and some monster might pop up at any time and destroy Hogwarts.

That day he sat there alone and waited all day and night, but nothing came out.

All is at peace.

Snape's mood had been extremely gloomy these days. The points deducted from Gryffindor were enough to host a House Cup.

Slytherin suddenly felt his back straighten.

There is no way, they believe in the supremacy of strength.

Snape's doing this is also a sign of strength, who gave them a small-bellied Dean.

Gryffindor only hoped that its Head of House would fight back.

It's a pity that their Professor Longbottom is not in this mood now.

As a participant in that sacrificial war, Neville met the families of those men.

Among them were relatives of Shirley Potts, who took a bullet for herself and died.

He could still remember Shirley Potts, the brave witch of Thunderbird College in Ilvermorny.

Hannah thoughtfully knew that was a knot in his heart.

Professor McGonagall also gave Neville a few days off.

Some people emerge from the war, while others stay there.

Wizards call the survivors of the Battle of Enchanted Crystal Island war heroes. In Neville's view, the dead wizards are more respectable.

"Hello, Miss Potts."

In the Wizarding City, Neville meets Pepper Potts.

Pepper recalled her sister, that cute and cheerful girl.

While he was enjoying peace, his sister died forgotten like this.

"She saved me," Neville said. "She is a reliable comrade and a respectable wizard."

"Thank you." Little Pepper suppressed her sadness and said, "What was it like in the last moment of her life?"

"She..." Neville didn't know whether he should say those hurtful words to the lady in front of him.

"I can hold on."

Pepper, a strong business woman, nodded, indicating that she could hold on.

"She said...Pepper."

Although he said it was okay, when he heard his sister still calling his name before she died, Little Pepper still had red eyes.

As a sister, I should have protected her, but I was protected very well.

Neville lent his shoulder to Pepper.

Pepper cried, "She's only eighteen years old."

At the age of just adulthood, facing a country.

Little Pepper couldn't imagine the despair her sister had to go through.

"Yes, we were all young at that time."

It’s not just Shirley who is young, but also the group of high-spirited wizards.

At that time, they had just graduated.

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