I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

"Son of Satan?" Anasma's expression panicked for a moment, "What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about what's in your book."

John stood at the door and said calmly: "You won't let me stand outside and talk, witch."

This is a very rude thing to do.

Hearing what John called her, Anasima couldn't sit still.

With some trepidation, she invited John in.

For a moment, she thought John might be a vampire.

Otherwise, why would you need someone to invite you to enter?

"I'm not a vampire."

As if he knew Anasima's inner thoughts, John said: "I'm just not willing to let the master resist."

"It's like apparating into someone else's home without permission. That's very rude."

John said words that not even the witch could understand.

Anasma was a little cautious, "Who are you?"

"Me?" John pointed at Anasma, "I'm the same as you."

"Are you a witch too?"

"I'm a wizard."

John was speechless, what kind of understanding is this.

Anasma smiled awkwardly, she quickly reacted and exclaimed: "Are you a wizard?"

"You are already a witch, why can't I be a wizard." John was baffled by her reaction.

"Sorry, I have never seen other wizards." Anasma also found that her reaction was too intense. She explained, "Except for my family, I have never seen them."

"So you're a pureblood?"

"Pureblood? What is that?"

Anasima felt strange hearing John's confusing words.

Although she belongs to a family of witches, she doesn't have any extraordinary magic.

The only special thing is probably that he has the aura ability to see various colors.

She looked at John. There was nothing on this man.

It’s weird.

She had never met anyone like this.

But when she couldn't find an explanation, she would just brush it off.

John is actually very interested in the wizards here.

Unlike at home, wizards here seem to be a general term for possessing some special ability.

For example, Agnes had the ability to see through the human body but was burned to death, or Anasima, who had the ability to see through the aura of the human body.

They don't have much magic and are easier to manipulate.

An ordinary person can cause trouble to these witches.

However, this ability is also very powerful, and Agnes can even predict John's arrival.

John accepted the invitation and sat on the sofa.

Anasma received a wizard for the first time, and she didn't know what the wizard's rules were.

I saw the teapot moving on its own.

Anasma screamed in fright.

In her horrified eyes, the water in the teapot boiled automatically.

A tea bag jumped into the cup, poured hot water on it, and jumped towards John.

"Are you really a wizard?"

Seeing this scene, Anasma completely believed John's words.

She was a little more afraid of John.

John was very casual, "It's just a little magic."

"Getting back to the subject, you are looking for the son of Satan. Do you also want to prevent the doomsday war?"

"Of course!" Anasima became more energetic when she mentioned this matter, and said, "Since my ancestor Agnes Fengzi, we have known about the coming of the Doomsday War."

"The book has been circulated to this day in an effort to stop this."

"That's the end of the world, and if we don't stop it, our home will be destroyed."

Anasma is not John. Even if she doesn't have much sense of justice, she will choose to prevent this from happening.

That's about the whole world.

John nodded and said, "What are you going to do?"

"what?"

This question made Anasma stunned.

"Find the son of Satan," John said. "After you find him, are you going to kill him and banish him to hell?"

"No, I..." Anasima was also stunned.

What should I do?

The son of Satan brings a ferocious beast, how should he deal with him?

Kill?

That was the son of Satan, and he must be terrifyingly powerful.

"You didn't even think about how to solve this problem?"

John was speechless at the sudden action in his head.

He stood up and left, "When you think about it, go to the woods to find me."

Anasima stretched out her hand, but still didn't stop her.

John left here and returned to his woods.

He opened the prophecy book again.

A random page, but it's like Agnes knew she would be here.

"The choice of the world lies in the hands of the Witch-King."

"You are wrong, Agnes." John said to himself, "The choice of this world lies in the hands of God."

Will God, who has infinite power in this world, let everything be destroyed at will?

"Son of Satan, so the one who banished me is his father?"

Sitting in the tree, John could see beyond the forest to Hogback Lane, where Adam's house was.

The hellhound poked its head out of the window warily.

John smiled.

...

Day two.

Anasma, who hadn't slept all night, realized that she still hadn't gotten her book back.

Coupled with the problem of dealing with the son of Satan, she began to lose control and smashed things in the garden.

This happened to be caught by Adam who was walking his dog.

"My family has taken good care of it for 350 years!"

Anasma smashed the bottle and collapsed on the chair wiping tears.

"Hello, are you okay?" asked the enthusiastic Adam, "Can I help?"

Anasima glanced at Adam and turned her head away, "I'm fine."

Adam wondered, "But you're crying."

Of course Anasma knew that she was out of control.

She wiped away her tears and regained her composure.

Motioning for Adam to come in.

Adam came in obediently.

"I threw the book away and then I overreacted a little bit," Anasma explained.

Adam agreed with her explanation. He had also lost a book written by himself.

The content written above is more exciting than any book in the world.

Adam said that he could help Anasima find it, and said that he also had the same precious book.

His enthusiastic behavior made Anasima like him.

Anasma invites Adam into the house.

This is the house of an old witch, and the horseshoes at the door prevent the dogs of Hell from entering.

Adam urged it.

Facing the master's urging, the hell dog chose to burn his own hell breath to enter.

This resulted in the Hell Hound, which had already been weakened by its master, to have even less Hell Breath left.

Anasma didn't know yet that the boy next to her was the son of Satan she was searching for.

The identity she introduced to Adam was that of an occultist.

This is also an argument that wizards usually use to hide their identity.

After all, only those weird occultists do things that make people look abnormal.

Severus Snape, John's head of house, once pretended to be an occultist.

At this time, the two of them were sitting at home, and Anasma gave Adam a bottle of lemonade.

They chatted, and Anasima had a negative attitude toward modern education. She believed it was a tool used by the state to suppress people.

But she also said that she has special abilities.

For example, being able to see other people's force field auras.

This suddenly interested Adam, and he asked about the color of his aura.

Anasima also looked at it.

"Strange?" Adam, who couldn't see the color of the force field, muttered, "Why is it like this again?"

"What's wrong?" Adam was curious.

Anasima was confused: "I can't see your force field aura. This is an art, not a science."

So not rigorous.

Adam understood confusedly.

Anasima was opened to conversation. She said: "There is a person like you in the woods."

"That person you are talking about, is Mr. Wick?" Adam thought of John, "He is a nice guy who sells us bicycles and snacks."

Anasma frowned, "Sounds like someone who kidnapped children."

She suspected that John wanted to use these children to perform some kind of inhumane witchcraft.

Well, that’s how wizards are described in stories, after all.

Even though she is a witch herself.

But John became even more mysterious, making even the witches confused about his origins.

Children’s wild ideas and Anasima’s quirky opinions are very interesting to talk about.

From school we talked about humans, deforestation and clubbing baby seals.

And Lost Atlantis.

Adam, who is in the process of awakening his abilities, is very interested.

Anasima gave Adam some magazines, the ones Pepa had mentioned.

It's a pity that the people above won't move.

But this also opened the door to a new world for Adam.

He never forgot to read the magazines at night.

I fell asleep with the stories in those magazines.

So on Saturday.

The moving cruise ship entered Atlantis rising out of the water.

Follow your words and make your dreams come true.

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