Ch: 155-163
Chapter 155: Hulk's happiness, Banner can't feel it
Voldemort was dead, just like that.
You-Know-Who, who had cast a Shadow over the wizarding world for decades, was gone.
He was so casually smashed to Death by the sudden appearance of the giant green creature in front of them.
Dumbledore was in a daze, Harry was also in a daze, and so were the many teachers and students standing at the castle gates; everyone's gaze was blank.
The scene was quiet for a moment.
It was so quiet as if waiting for a priest to walk out, erect a cenotaph for Voldemort, declare that he was truly dead, say 'Amen,' and that his sins would be buried with him.
At this moment, the evening gale howled across the lawn, tearing everyone's wizard robes into flowing capes.
They stood in the wind, as if draped in wide, black funeral robes, forming a continuous expanse in the twilight.
It looked exactly like a funeral about to begin.
How wonderful, Voldemort had just died, and Hogwarts conveniently held a funeral for him.
However, this funeral would only have uncontrollable laughter, not a hint of sadness.
"Voldemort… is he dead?" Amidst the quiet wind, a young wizard hesitantly asked.
His voice trembled, both excited and apprehensive, worried that he was just celebrating prematurely.
"He's… he's dead, probably. That big guy smashed him into dust," the Weasley brothers said, their arms around each other's shoulders.
"But didn't the prophecy say that Harry would be the one to defeat Voldemort?" Ron wondered.
"Perhaps… him standing there, actually counts as participating in the battle, and thus defeating Voldemort?"
The young wizards were all skeptical, not daring to declare that Voldemort was truly dead and gone.
They had heard of You-Know-Who's fearsome reputation since childhood; his name couldn't even be spoken.
Could such a figure really die so casually right before their eyes?
None of them dared to believe it.
"You guessed correctly, he is indeed dead, so dead that not even dust remains."
Suddenly, a voice appeared from the side of the young wizards.
They turned their heads and saw Dumbledore.
He had been sent to the castle gates by the Sorcerer Supreme using a golden portal.
Dumbledore smiled slightly: "Go and see, witness Voldemort's Death, and don't forget to cheer for the hero; his name is Hulk."
...
Hulk searched around in the same spot for several circles.
He even overturned stones to look, but couldn't find the durable Voldemort.
It wasn't until Leon walked over and said Squidward had already turned to dust that Hulk understood the sandbag from earlier was likely dead.
"So weak!" He pouted unhappily, still unsatisfied, and turned his head, his gaze shifting to Snapestanding nearby.
"!"
Cold sweat instantly ran down Snape's back.
He took a step back, hastily declaring, "I'm on your side!"
"Roar!" Hulk wasn't stupid; this person was clearly standing with Squidward earlier.
But Leon pulled him back at this moment.
"Hulk, don't always think about destruction." Leon patted Hulk's arm, "Look over there, you've helped them a lot this time."
"Hulk?" Hulk looked in the direction Leon pointed, puzzled.
He saw a group of little sprouts rushing towards him.
Their cheers were deafening, with voices both young and mature, like a swarm of bees buzzing and flying towards a Hive.
A flicker of doubt crossed Hulk's eyes, and he instinctively clenched his fists.
"Don't be nervous, they've come to thank you. Perhaps you can ask them for something good to eat?"
Leon pried open Hulk's fist and walked to the side.
The next moment, the over two-meter-tall Hulk was surrounded by the young wizards.
The little ones chattered around him, one saying he was amazing, another saying his Transfiguration was great.
Someone else bounced around, saying the move that smashed Voldemort just now was so cool.
Hulk was momentarily at a loss.
He couldn't yet understand the gratitude of the little sprouts.
But the joy expressed in those excited eyes was fully conveyed to his heart.
He held his hands high, looking left and right, bewildered.
Suddenly, he was a little afraid of accidentally hurting these human younglings.
"Oh-ho-ho, my brother, you are truly amazing! That was Voldemort, and you actually killed him!"
At this moment, Hagrid, who was three and a half meters tall, squeezed in among the young wizards like a child and hugged Hulk.
Hulk was clearly stunned; since his birth, he had never seen a person so much taller than himself.
In Hagrid's arms, he looked more like a green dwarf.
Leon stood to the side and smiled, saying to Banner's soul floating beside him, "You see, Hulk is actually a kind soul, just like you."
"After all, they are originally the same soul, so some memories must be shared," Tony analyzed. "He is actually your other side, Banner."
Banner's expression was very complex.
Before, whenever Hulk appeared, he would lose consciousness and memory.
So he had never truly understood the Hulk hidden on the other side of his soul.
Instead, because after each transformation, he was greeted by ruined buildings and overwhelming wanted notices, he had always believed that Hulk was a monster and had been searching for a way to kill this monster.
But now, seeing Hulk grinning foolishly among the young wizards, he suddenly felt that Hulk's birth might not be a bad thing after all.
Dr. Banner was always like that, always kind, always empathetic.
"Perhaps you are right… I also need to try and communicate with him." Banner pursed his lips.
On the other side, the Professors surrounded Snape and the Malfoy mother and son.
They had intended to immediately subdue these three Death Eaters.
But under Dumbledore's explanation, the three Death Eaters successfully cleared their names and achieved a happy ending.
The Malfoy mother and son cried bitterly, having endured countless grievances and humiliations under Voldemort.
And Snape, who was already an undercover agent, felt deeply that his journey of atonement was complete.
He stood in the wind, looking up at the clouds, two clear tears tracing down his deeply wrinkled cheeks, lost in thought.
Finally, Dumbledore led all the teachers and students to Leon and the others, conveying their deep gratitude and expressing great anticipation for future magic exchanges.
And the bewildered Hulk, still standing among the young wizards, even bowed with everyone else towards Leon and the others.
After that, it was the celebration after Voldemort's defeat.
That night, the Hogwarts Great Hall was brightly lit, and every long table was laden with the house-elves' best dishes.
Leon and the others were invited to the Professor's table to dine with everyone.
Hulk sat at the young wizards' table, and young wizards constantly handed him whole roasted chickens, then watched him eat them in one bite and jump up in surprise.
Later, there was even a long line around Hulk, with every young wizard eager to participate in the 'feeding PLAY.'
Hulk suddenly felt he had friends and delicious food, and was incredibly happy.
Only Banner's soul floated nearby, constantly saying he couldn't eat anymore, or he would get a stomachache.
Unfortunately, Hulk's only response was an impatient big palm.
Chapter 156 Blood Potion
Dinner at Hogwarts mainly consisted of British cuisine.
However, it wasn't limited to just British dishes.
Anything the house-elves could make was available at the feast.
Overall, Leon ate very comfortably, until Dumbledore brought out cockroach cluster candies for dessert after the meal.
"No, there's no way I'm eating that. Compared to cockroach cluster candies, I'd rather go to the library and read right now."
So, as soon as the feast ended, Leon plunged into the Hogwarts library.
Soon, two days passed.
During these two days, Dumbledore contacted the Ministry of Magic and, in conjunction with the Aurors, began to dismantle the remaining Death Eaters forces.
After losing Voldemort's leadership, the Death Eaters lost their cohesion and crumbled almost instantly.
Coupled with the guidance of former Death Eaters Snape and the Malfoy family, in just two days, most of the pure-blood families who had just pledged allegiance to Voldemort were arrested and sent to the Ministry of Magic, awaiting trial before being sent to Azkaban.
During these two days, Leon also finished his reading and thoroughly understood the magic knowledge within Hogwarts.
He was about to go find Dumbledore when he was stopped by Mordo and a few others.
"Leon, you told us to communicate with the sorcerers here ourselves, but we can't communicate at all!" Wang cried.
Mordo echoed, "Rather than calling them sorcerers, it's more accurate to call them Wizards or spellcasters. They all cast spells using the magical power within their bodies. Spells come out with just a word and a flick of the wand; there's no process to learn."
Tony, with his arms crossed, said, "I noticed that too, but you must have a solution, right?"
Banner said with a bitter face, "I haven't had time to learn magic these past two days. Hulk keeps wanting to come out and play with those little Wizards."
Leon patted Banner's shoulder first, "Kids are like that. He'll go back when he's tired of playing."
"As for magic, I do have a way. Follow me."
Leon led the group to the Potions classroom.
He walked over to a cauldron, "At first, I tried to use magic directly, but I failed."
"So I found Dumbledore and had him demonstrate all his magic."
"I figured out the mechanism of how the magic power in his body operated when he used magic, and from that, I learned all the magic."
"However, it's a bit different for you, as you don't have magic power available in your bodies."
Mordo was puzzled, "So, you're saying we have to re-establish communication with other dimensions and borrow power again?"
Leon shook his head, "You can't borrow power in this World. I've always used my own energy."
At this, Mordo and Wang didn't understand.
What is 'own energy'? Did everyone at Kamar-Taj not learn the same kind of magic?
Leon smiled, "Don't worry, I told you I have a way."
"I found that the Wizards here are very similar to those magical creatures... You know magical creatures, right?"
Tony nodded, "Yes, some animals are born with magic power and can spontaneously cast magic-like abilities."
In these two days, Tony had gained a detailed understanding of the magic system in this World.
"Exactly!"
"The origin of Wizards is untraceable."
"But undoubtedly, the first Wizards, like magical creatures, were naturally able to cast magic."
Leon snapped his fingers.
"It's just that as time passed, later Wizards became weaker compared to ancient Wizards, and began to need the aid of spells and wands to cast magic."
Leon took out some magical creature materials and began to boil them in the cauldron.
"It's hard to say how much of a bloodline factor is involved, but there definitely is one.
Because bloodline is very important to Wizards.
Even Muggle-born Wizards today must have the bloodline of ancient Wizards in their bodies.
In other words, a certain ancestor of theirs was once a Wizard.
And without Wizard Bloodline, it's impossible to awaken magic power and become a Wizard."
Leon added all the ingredients to the cauldron in order, then pointed a finger, "Potion acceleration!"
This magic was a new magic he developed by combining the laws of time.
The speed at which the cauldron boiled the potion suddenly accelerated.
Leon stirred it at the same rapid pace from time to time, occasionally adding a few more ingredients.
Ten minutes later, only about ten milliliters of the potion were ready.
Leon poured it into a glass dropper.
"This is the method I researched – the Bloodline Potion."
"This potion was brewed using various magical creature materials such as phoenix blood, feathers, and dragon blood."
As for how he got the materials, of course, he 'borrowed' them from Dumbledore.
"Just one milliliter is enough to give the user a high-quality magical creature magic talent, comparable to an 'ancient Wizard'."
Leon handed out the dropper.
"Who wants to try first? Don't worry about safety, I've already tried it myself."
During the research process, even Dumbledore's phoenix Fawkes was plucked bald by Leon.
One can imagine how many failed experiments he went through.
In every experiment, he drank the potion himself, then used gene primals to suppress and analyze the rampaging energy.
By the time he succeeded, Fawkes had already become a bald bird, and its legs would go weak whenever it saw him.
However, this potion, in the magic World of Harry Potter, which hadn't seen much innovation for hundreds of years, was nothing short of groundbreaking.
After Leon ensured the Bloodline Potion was safe, Dumbledore also tried drinking one milliliter.
A few seconds later, the surging magic power in his body directly destroyed the Headmaster's office.
"Merlin, you're simply... a second Merlin! Please, for all the blood and feathers Fawkes has given, give me the rest of the potion."
That's what the astonished Dumbledore said at the time.
He clutched the remaining eight milliliters of potion, absolutely unwilling to return it to Leon.
No one in this World understood the terrifying power of this Bloodline Potion better than him.
One could say that from the moment the potion was brewed, Leon became the second Merlin of the magic World.
To this, Leon could only say that it was a lack of experience.
Even the zeus spring water he had before was much more precious than this potion.
You see, that spring water not only brought Dumbledore back to life but also removed the abnormal curse on him and made him decades younger.
The day after the feast, Dumbledore, appearing with black hair, had indeed scared Professor McGonagall and others quite a bit.
In the Potions classroom, after Leon finished Dumbledore's example, he spread his hands and said,
"Unfortunately, the materials required for this potion are extremely precious, not to mention the brewing process is very demanding."
"I had to constantly use my own gene primals to harmonize the materials after they melted together, allowing the many magical bloodlines to successfully merge."
"It can be said that no one other than me can replicate it at present."
Leon said to Tony, "However, Tony, you can try to research and modify it later. Maybe you can come up with a universal version."
"No problem, I'm very interested in the magic of this World too."
Tony, having been called by name, simply stepped forward, took the potion, and drank one milliliter.
"But from what you're saying, it sounds like you're planning to leave?" Tony smacked his lips, and a large amount of magic power suddenly surged from his body. "Oh! This, this is magic power?"
With the SS3 serum modification and the Bloodline Potion modification, Tony was now a combination of technology and raw power.
Leon used his Bio-field to protect the classroom's tables and chairs from the effects of the magic power. "That's right, this is magic power. For the next few days, you will experience uncontrolled magic power. It's best to reduce going out and start learning magic as soon as possible."
Mordo's mouth hung open. "This potion can actually create magic power in the human body so simply, it's incredible!"
Wang wiped his Sling Ring, "So, we won't have to constantly borrow energy from Dimensional Demon Gods anymore?"
"More or less... but you'll have to first understand the essence of the spell," Leon said.
Banner, with his hands clasped in front of him, also asked, "Can I drink it too? You know, my situation is a bit special."
"Of course, you can. You know, in some parallel Universes, even Hulk uses magic," Leon replied immediately.
He scanned Banner's body, "Your blood has a strong assimilation ability. Once the Wizard Bloodline is added, it will become a part of it, so don't worry."
The three quickly followed Tony and drank the Bloodline Potion.
A few minutes later, the four individuals, continuously releasing magic power, each ran to their own dormitories.
Leon, meanwhile, went to bid farewell to Dumbledore.
In the Headmaster's office,
"You're leaving? Why so soon? I still have many candies I haven't shared with you," said Dumbledore, now with black hair and a black beard, trying to persuade him to stay.
"I've learned all your magic, and you can't learn mine for now, so why should I stay here?" Leon sat opposite him.
"How about becoming a teacher at Hogwarts? For example, the Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts?"
"You're actually trying to kill me, aren't you, Dumbledore?" Leon teased. "Don't think I don't know that your Defense Against the Dark Arts Professors never last more than a year."
"Haha, that was a curse Tom cast before. Now that he's dead, it's fine," Dumbledore chuckled.
Leon shook his head, "Forget it. However, Tony and the others will be staying temporarily to continue learning magic, so I'll trouble you to look after them."
"I will. Are you really not considering staying a few more days? At least let me repay your many kindnesses."
"How about giving me Fawkes?"
"Haha, Lord Leon, I look forward to our next meeting." Dumbledore stood up to see him off.
Thus, Leon left the Harry Potter World.
Chapter 157 Four People Returning from Study
When Leon returned to Marvel, only sixteen minutes had passed there.
He stood on Kamar-Taj's training ground and simply checked the status of himself and the items he carried.
In his inner World, the Time Stone and Space Stone, which had become ordinary gems since entering the Harry Potter World, began to function again.
The Time-Turner he brought back, however, lost its effect.
Obviously, time devices from other Worlds could not control Marvel's timeline.
Even the Resurrection Stone was useless.
The function of this stone was originally to summon the spirits of the dead, allowing them to exist in a form between a soul and a phantom.
But the souls in Marvel are all in the hands of the Hell Lord or Death.
It was not realistic to snatch souls from these figures with just one stone.
However, there were still some other scattered tools that were still usable.
For example, the Elder Wand, one of the Deathly Hallows.
This wand and the Resurrection Stone were Dumbledore's return gift after the Old King sent out his magical artifact as a Meeting Gift.
Dumbledore couldn't find other items of equal value.
He could only give all three Deathly Hallows to Kamar-Taj.
However, these items were also useless to Leon.
He stuffed all the magical items into a suitcase with an Undetectable Extension Charm, planning to let Mordo handle them when he returned.
Then he activated his Crossingability again, locking onto six months later in the Harry Potter World, and Crossingleft once more.
A few seconds later, Leon appeared on the training ground with four figures dressed in wizard robes.
"We're finally back. Although only half a year has passed, it feels like I've lived a lifetime again," Wang said, putting his hands on his hips.
"So you all had a wonderful time?" Leon said with a faint smile on his face.
When he first returned to Hogwarts.
Tony and the other three were participating in a standard wizard grading examination specially held for them by the Ministry of Magic.
This story goes back to six months ago.
—To thank Tony and the others for helping to solve Voldemort.
The Professors of Hogwarts specially opened a magic exchange class for the four of them.
Although it was called an exchange class, it was actually a one-sided teaching.
Because it was decided from the beginning that there would only be half a year of exchange time.
So the four people's daily schedules were very full.
But the gains were equally rich.
In just half a year, they had learned five years' worth of knowledge for young wizards.
The Ministry of Magic, hearing the news, also came to join in the fun, specially holding this "graduation exam."
As soon as the exam ended, the four received their results.
Among them, Tony and Banner received excellent O-level ratings in all subjects.
On the other hand, Wang and Mordo, who were originally mages.
Although most of their subjects also received excellent ratings, in Potions and Divination, they only got a barely passing A.
Recalling the distorted expressions on their faces when these two learned their scores and looked at Tony and Banner.
Leon could probably imagine.
In the past six months, how hard these two great mages tried to catch up with the other two geniuses, but still could only sigh in vain.
Not only that.
It is said that in the past six months, Tony actually spent most of his extracurricular time studying Transfiguration and bloodline potions.
He only casually learned other subjects during class.
And Banner was very interested in magical creatures.
He almost ran out of school to find magical creatures whenever he had time.
One Professor even described how Banner transformed into Hulk one day and fought with several Graphorns in the southern mountains.
After that fight, the Graphorn family's habitat was destroyed, and all traces of the beasts disappeared.
So these two actually didn't put much effort into other magic courses.
They were completely in a state of learning while playing.
But Wang and Mordo were different.
They could be said to be stuck in various Professors' offices all day long.
Sometimes they would even work until late at night when the stars and moon hung high.
But even with all that effort, they still couldn't achieve excellent grades in all subjects.
On the contrary, the two who seemed happy every day had O's on their entire report card.
How could this not make Wang and Mordo feel bad?
"Don't mention it..." Hearing Leon's question, Wang and Mordo fell into a long silence.
The two sighed deeply: "If we had to do it again, we would definitely not go to Hogwarts."
They said that, but in fact, they could not possibly give up the opportunity to learn new magic.
However, learning five years' worth of knowledge in half a year.
Both of them felt as if they had been put through military training by magical knowledge.
Wang sighed: "I didn't attend high school in China, so this time it's like making up for it."
"No way?" Tony hooked his lips, putting his hands on their shoulders. "I think it was pretty easy. The learning atmosphere at Hogwarts is great, it reminds me of my days studying for my Ph.D. at Cambridge."
He tilted his head back slightly: "At that time, the girls' skirts were very short, and in the reflection of the lake, you could see their vibrant young legs. Hogwarts is also like that. If the wizards weren't all so young, I would definitely have a good chat with them."
Wang rolled his eyes: "Sorry, we're different. The only female we saw in the past six months was Professor McGonagall."
"In fact, there were also Professor Trelawney and Professor Sprout," Mordo added expressionlessly, "Perhaps Wang only remembered Professor McGonagall."
The other three couldn't help but say "Oh~" and looked at Wang together.
"Only remembered Professor McGonagall? Although I admit that the old lady is indeed still charming, Wang, isn't this a bit too..." Leon dragged out the end of his sentence.
Wang's face flushed: "I was just giving an example, an example! What are you all thinking!"
Even Banner was uncharacteristically mischievous: "Professor McGonagall is an Animagus, she can turn into a cat. I know some boys, like Wang, are indeed more attracted to this type of woman."
"Oh~ That makes sense now!" The four, excluding Wang, burst into laughter, bending over with mirth.
"You, you!" Wang pointed at the four people laughing in a heap, stammering and unable to speak.
He wasn't angry, but he just couldn't think of anything to say back, which made his face turn redder and redder.
"Alright, alright, no more jokes. If we tease him any more, Wang might sneak into our rooms tonight and cast Avada Kedavra," Leon said with a smile, raising his hand.
Wang took the hint and snorted: "You guys better be careful tonight!"
Leon pressed on Wang's shoulder: "Alright, first, tell me about your gains over the past six months. The challenge four months from now will still depend on you four performing well."
"Only the four of us? Isn't it five matches, best of five?" Mordo asked in confusion.
"Although there are five matches, if all four of you win, do we even need to play the fifth match?" Leon spread his hands.
"Wait a minute, I have a question. The opponent is a god, right?" Banner raised his hand, "We only learned some magic, can we really beat a god?"
"They are called gods, but they are just long-lived beings much stronger than ordinary people. You have to believe in yourselves, you are also very strong!"
Leon patted Banner's chest with the back of his hand, "Especially that big guy inside you, Banner. As long as he comes out, no one in Asgard's young generation can beat you now."
"But, if possible, I still want to use my own strength," Banner scratched his cheek.
Chapter 158 Anxious Tony
"I collected some magical creatures while I was at Hogwarts."
Banner said, "They can assist me in battle, so I was thinking, could I appear as a... beastmaster-type wizard?"
"Sounds like you had quite the haul?" Leon tilted his head.
"Not bad," Banner raised a leather briefcase he was holding.
"Professor Dumbledore introduced me to an Old Wizard named Newt Scamander."
He's a very kind person and a naturalist, and he taught me a lot about magical animals.
This briefcase was a gift from him.
Inside, there's a very large space with environments like deserts, Gobi, wilderness, and wetlands.
In the past six months, I've raised quite a few magical animals inside.
Hulk and I both like them very much, and they like us too.
...Of course, with the exception of a few magical animals like Graphorn and Erumptent.
They're a bit afraid of Hulk because Hulk beat them up and likes to grab their horns and ride them all day."
Banner said a bit sheepishly, "I have to apologize, I originally planned to ask if I could bring them back first."
"But as you saw when we said goodbye, Hulk kept hugging Professor Hagrid and didn't want to leave, so I didn't even get a chance to come out."
Hulk really likes the young wizards and Hagrid.
Especially Hagrid, that half-giant probably gave Hulk a feeling of a big brother of his kind.
"There's no need to apologize for this, but you've mentioned so many magical animal names, shouldn't you take us into the briefcase to see them first?" Leon looked at the leather case.
Dr. Banner naturally agreed happily.
He opened the briefcase and let the four people enter one by one.
Walking down from the briefcase opening led to the inside of a small wooden house, with a ladder leaning against the entrance.
The wooden house was small, with some magic materials on a small table, and double wooden doors beside it.
Tony stepped forward and pushed open the wooden doors, and immediately a vast moonlit grassland appeared before their eyes.
A wind, from who knew where, bent the grass, revealing small beasts hidden within.
They had long necks and large eyes, like cute versions of alpacas.
Further away, there were skinny black creatures unfolding bone-like wings and descending from the sky.
Near them, several animals with the front half of an eagle and the back half of a horse stood resting.
Looking further out.
There were giant birds dancing with thunder on mountain peaks, and giant beasts roaring out of mountain forests...
"magic is truly amazing; this space is divided into different areas, not only with different environments but also with different weather."
Banner introduced, "This nocturnal grassland is mainly for Mooncalves, Nightmares, and Hippogriff to live."
"Further out, the sunlit areas are the territories of Thunderbirds, Graphorn, and also Niffler, Bowtruckle, and other animals."
Banner had Wang take out the magic broom kindly gifted by Dumbledore.
Then he took the group on the brooms and flew through the entire briefcase space, seeing more than thirty types of magical animals before reluctantly leaving.
Back in Kamar-Taj, Leon gave a thumbs up: "Banner, now I think it's perfectly fine for you to appear as a beast tamer."
"With so many magical animals helping you, defeating an Asgardian warrior is not an impossible task for you."
"Besides, a beast tamer isn't someone who can't fight in close combat; if you can't win, you can always let Hulk go."
Banner nodded: "I will, this should be considered diplomacy between Earth and alien civilizations, right, like the Olympics, strong military power represents strong national power."
"Then you're mistaken, this isn't the Olympics, but a joint practical exercise."
Tony's expression was somewhat serious, "The bodies of those Asgard are their weapons, just like our guns and ammunition, so this challenge is actually a test of both sides' strength."
He looked at Leon: "Leon, your idea of initiating this challenge to seize the right to speak is indeed a brilliant one."
"From Asgard's perspective, we are merely a Planet ruled by them.
It's time for us to make our voices heard.
Tell them that Earth is no longer the backward place it was thousands of years ago!"
"Well, the right to speak is necessary..." Leon felt himself almost infected by Tony's sudden burst of energy.
But this challenge truly had nothing to do with the status or right to speak of both sides.
Those things, Leon had already demanded from Odin with his strength during their first meeting.
At that time, the two had a brief exchange in the spiritual realm, and Odin was a step weaker.
So this challenge was indeed like an Olympic Games, just a friendly competition and exchange.
But Tony, upon hearing this, had an 'I knew it' expression and bit his finger: "So we must win this challenge!"
"Just now you said that no Asgardian warrior can defeat Hulk.
Then my Mark 8 can pretty much secure a victory too."
He analyzed: "The rest are Wang and Mordo... we should be able to win at least one more match out of those two."
"No, we still need to be more cautious," Tony said, "I studied Transfiguration for a long time at Hogwarts."
"This time, I will combine the technology in the optical computer with Transfiguration magic to create even stronger armor!"
He was still thinking about his armor, "Send me back first, Leon, there are only four months, I need to speed up!"
Leon wanted to explain: "Actually, there's no need to rush, in fact, I've already..."
But Tony interrupted: "How can I not rush? The sooner I develop new armor, the more our chances of winning increase. Send me back first!"
"This... fine." Leon opened a portal and watched Tony walk in solemnly.
Some pressure is a good thing; it can serve as motivation for Tony to improve.
Leon then looked at Wang and Mordo: "How did you two tell Tony about Odin? Why does he seem to have some misunderstanding?"
Wang pursed his lips and thought seriously: "I told him that you won after looking at Odin for a few seconds, and then I mentioned Ancient One, so then there was this challenge."
Leon gasped, with Wang's description, it sounded like Odin let him off the hook out of respect for Ancient One.
"Wang, you're a storyteller, but next time, let Mordo tell it," Leon said earnestly.
"By the way, did Tony only study Transfiguration at Hogwarts?" he asked, a bit curious.
"No, he also developed a universal version of the Bloodline Potion," Mordo said.
"Based on your initial version of the Bloodline Potion.
Professor Tony used single magical animal ingredients to create a new type of potion.
And he already has a feasible formula.
It no longer has the problem of being unrefinable like the initial version of the potion.
However, the new Bloodline Potion also has flaws.
One is that the increase in magic is limited, and the other is that it will leave magical animal characteristics on a person's body.
For example, the Mooncalves Bloodline Potion will make a person's neck longer and eyes larger.
The Zouwu Bloodline Potion, on the other hand, will make a person grow cat ears and a tail."
Leon complained, "It sounds like he incorporated his personal preferences into the potion."
"That's unclear," Mordo was always very formal, "But after the potion was successfully developed, Professor Tony announced the formula."
"In the month before we left, he was awarded the First Class Order of Merlin by the Ministry of Magic."
"Professor Tony is a great man," Mordo concluded.
Leon nodded, quite surprised that Mordo would have such a high opinion of a playboy like Tony.
It seemed that this time, Tony had indeed charmed quite a few people with his unique charisma.
"What about you and Wang? Did you two achieve anything?" he asked again.
This time, Mordo was stumped.
His face became awkward, and he exchanged glances with Wang; both were somewhat silent.
"We... just barely finished the Hogwarts curriculum."
Mordo and Wang lowered their heads.
They looked much like students who had failed their exams and were preparing to face their parents' double punishment at home.
Chapter 159 I'm excited too
Leon couldn't help but laugh.
Wang and Mordo were truly devastated by Tony and the other.
They had both completed five years of curriculum in just half a year.
Their talent and foundation already surpassed most wizards.
But there happened to be two other even more talented individuals learning alongside them.
Their abnormal performance directly caused the self-proclaimed confident Mordo and Wang to become withdrawn.
"Isn't this quite good!" Leon encouraged.
"In half a year, you were able to pass the ordinary wizard assessment with almost perfect scores, which is remarkable!"
"When the Ministry of Magic handed you your transcripts, their eyeballs nearly popped out."
"Look at those Hogwarts students; how many of them can't even get passing grades in all subjects after five years of study."
Hearing Leon's comfort, Wang and Mordo's dejected expressions finally eased slightly.
Actually, the reason for their low spirits was not only because their confidence had been shaken.
It was also because they were worried that their image in Leon's mind would become that of untalented individuals.
Thinking back to a month ago at Kamar-Taj, Leon was still a magic novice at that time.
While they had already been on the path of magic for a long time.
Upon their first meeting, Mordo even thought about guiding Leon in his practice.
Wang also felt that this Superman was too bold and knew little about the taboos in magic.
But in just one month, Leon became the Sorcerer Supreme.
His magic level was so high that he could easily overpower all Kamar-Taj mages.
Even the newcomers Leon brought now far surpassed them both in magic talent.
This made Wang and Mordo worry whether Leon would have a bad impression of them, thinking they were too dull.
Especially Mordo.
He was actually a very proud person.
In some parallel Universes, he would even become a villain due to Ancient One's favoritism towards Strange.
But now, his inner pride was undoubtedly battered beyond recognition.
"But... we are still too far behind Tony the Mage and the other." Mordo even felt a bit inferior.
"Why compare yourselves to them? One of them only knows how to build battle suits, and the other only thinks about raising magical animals."
"When it comes to passion for magic, you and Wang are the ones to look at."
Leon was trying his best to find angles to praise them.
He pressed their shoulders: "Talent is only a small part of success; the most important thing is effort."
"Don't forget, you two are my Sleeping Dragon and Phoenix Chick, neither can be missing!"
"Even the task of popularizing the new magic system in Kamar-Taj later must be entrusted to you two!"
"Yes, is that so?" Wang didn't know why he vaguely felt something was off about this statement.
It seemed that, unknowingly, his workload was getting heavier and heavier.
But he was still very happy, pressing Leon's hand on his shoulder firmly and nodding vigorously: "I understand!"
Mordo's eyes gleamed with the excitement of being recognized, and he also nodded steadily: "I understand too!"
"It's good that you understand!" Leon showed a smile of great relief.
"Then you two will be jointly responsible for teaching the new magic from now on. Remember to give me a proposal as soon as possible."
He then looked at Banner: "Banner, you still need to learn soul magic, so stay here for now. If you have any questions, you can ask me on the chat software."
"I will." Banner nodded, "Are you preparing to leave Kamar-Taj?"
"Yes, there are more important matters I need to handle." Leon didn't deny it.
Ancient One said that after he became the Sorcerer Supreme, he only needed to help block the Dimensional Demon Gods.
So the daily management of Kamar-Taj should still be left to Wang and Mordo.
Leon opened a portal and stepped through it, "Kamar-Taj is entrusted to you two. Do a good job! I believe in you!"
As his voice fell, the portal closed.
Wang looked at the empty training ground under the moon, suddenly fell silent, and then belatedly asked,
"Mordo, do you feel that after Leon became the Sorcerer Supreme, our work seems to have increased more and more?"
Mordo frowned: "More work means Leon trusts us the most. Are you trying to slack off?"
"No, I just always feel something is a bit... never mind, I must have been half-asleep last night." Wang shook his head.
Banner listened to their conversation, scratched his forehead, and quietly slipped away towards the dormitory.
Looking at the two of them, he had a feeling they might end up talking all night and then go back to working through the night.
...
On the other side, Leon returned to the Stark Industries park in Los Angeles through the portal.
He chatted with Pepper, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.
Then he returned to his apartment in Brooklyn.
It was still afternoon in New York.
Shirley, who was on summer vacation, wasn't home, and Natasha and Yelena were still at the place where Hulk and Tony had fought earlier.
Leon simply pointed his finger, using magic to control the kitchen utensils, making them prepare dinner according to the recipes themselves.
He learned this trick from the house-elves at Hogwarts.
Those elves had to prepare food for thousands of wizards every day and had unique skills in using magic to make delicious food.
More than two hours later, Shirley bounced through the door and into the house.
As soon as she saw Leon, she gasped, like a porcupine seeing corn, and pounced on him, hugging him tightly.
She shouted, "I missed you so much!" while rubbing her face against Leon's chest.
Natasha and Yelena followed behind Shirley, smiling and saying they thought Leon would be gone for another month before returning.
After the four of them finished dinner, they talked about everything from Leon's magic learning experience to Shirley's studies.
"Shirley is moving up to middle school next semester, and you're planning to send her to Midtown School of Science and Technology's junior high division? Isn't that in Queens?" Leon directed the dishes to jump into the dishwasher by themselves.
The three girls' eyes sparkled; they simply couldn't resist the wonder of dishwashing magic.
Natasha rested her chin on her hand, her gaze fixed on the plates lining up to clean themselves, as she replied,
"Although it's a bit far, it was the public school with the most excellent graduates nearby last year, and Shirley also likes it."
"But why not a private school?"
"We all feel that public schools allow her to meet more people, which will be more meaningful for Shirley, especially given her past experiences... she should interact more with others."
"Alright then, I agree."
"Speaking of which, you'll be enrolling in Columbia University in half a month, won't you, as a university student?" Natasha's amber eyes looked at Leon.
"It's just a formality. Pepper thinks college life is very important for one's life and insisted I experience it."
Leon shrugged: "Actually, I can't learn anything there anymore, and the students there probably won't have much to talk about with me."
"So what are you planning to do?"
"Finish my credits as quickly as possible, then graduate." Leon was ready to give the Columbia University Professors a shock from a genius.
"Speaking of which, since we've finished dinner, why don't we watch a movie together?" Yelenasuggested at this point.
"Watch what? Your new movie?" Leon gave her a Death glare.
Three hours later, Super Hero Company's latest film, "Iron Man and Superman Origins," ended.
Leon, with a dark expression, dropped Yelena, whose head was smoking from being clutched by his knuckles, and turned to pick up Shirley.
"Come on, Shirley, let's go listen to a bedtime story. This movie isn't worth watching."
"Yay! I also want to hear the story of 'Léon: The Professional'!" Shirley waved her little hands.
"You've heard that story seven times, but, alright, if you want to hear it, of course you can."
The story was told for half an hour before Shirley finally fell into a deep sleep.
When Leon returned to his room and closed the door, a warm, moist breath suddenly exhaled onto his face in the darkness.
"You've been gone for so long. It seems Shirley isn't too sleepy today?"
Following the breath, a hot hand caressed his chest.
"It's been a month since we last met. The little girl was too excited and insisted I tell her more stories about mages."
"After all, it's a reunion... So, what about me, am I excited?"
"You're more than just excited, you're practically setting me on fire..."
In the quiet room, breaths intertwined, a gulping sound like drinking Water gradually began, then became rapid, and the sound slowly moved around the room.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open with a bang, hitting the wall.
A voice burst in: "Boss, how could you leave me behind? Actually, I'm very excited too, hehe!"
"Shit, Yelena, what are you doing? Hey, the house is going to collapse!"
Chapter 160 Special Brothers and Sisters
That night, Lyon returned to his carefree daily life.
The next morning, at the dining table.
Yelena and Shirley buried their heads in their food.
The unlikely pair seemed to be competing to see whose cheeks could bulge more, their mouths puffed out like hamsters.
It was merely a nutritious breakfast of bread and eggs, yet they ate it as if it were a grand feast.
Lyon had showered and sat next to Natasha, drying his hair.
"Is there anything new at the Company lately?" he asked casually.
Natasha, looking at the holographic news in her hand, chewed her bread and replied, "Everything's normal, except for the Boss not showing his face for an entire month."
Lyon seemed to miss the implied meaning: "That's great then."
Then he looked at Yelena, questioning the girl whose face immediately stiffened.
"What about the Super Hero Company? Don't tell me you've only been focused on filming that movie."
"Well..." Yelena looked away guiltily, "After all, there are only two Superheroes IPs in the Company, so making a movie like this is actually..."
"Hmm?" Lyon raised an eyebrow, "I'll give you another chance to rephrase that."
"I, I mean!" Yelena jolted, "It's all Tony Stark's fault, Boss, it's all his fault, he filmed the whole movie!"
Natasha next to her slapped her forehead, looking defeated.
"Yelena, Lyon is asking about things other than the movie," Natasha sometimes truly didn't know what to do with her sister.
She was usually quite smart, but whenever she encountered Lyon, her brain turned into a single-threaded processor.
"Oh, oh, oh!" Yelena made a sound like a crowing rooster, "Other areas of development are also going very well."
She counted on her fingers, "The Company's market has already expanded globally.
The annual revenue from merchandise is estimated to exceed 30 billion U.S. Dollars.
However, there hasn't been much progress in signing new heroes yet.
After all, there are only two Superheroes so far.
Speaking of which, the Men in Black should also be considered a Superhero team, right?
Can we also start selling Men in Black merchandise?"
The 30 billion U.S. Dollars in annual revenue was roughly what Lyon had initially expected.
The reason for such impressive annual revenue was that the Superman and Iron Man merchandise had spread to various global markets, and there were almost no pirated merchants participating in the competition.
Without these preconditions, no matter how popular an IP, it would be impossible to sell so much in a single year.
For example, his previous life's Pokémon.
Such a popular IP earned 100 billion U.S. Dollars in just over twenty years.
But if its market limitations and pirated goods issues were resolved, the 100 billion U.S. Dollars in revenue could definitely be multiplied several times over.
"Aside from the movie, you can decide how to operate the other aspects; establishing this Company was originally to provide funding for the Men in Black, to make you self-sufficient," Lyon said.
"Oh, oh, I understand, Boss!" Yelena nodded like a pecking chick.
"What about the Men in Black? Have all the people abducted by HYDRA been sent back to their original homes?" Lyon asked again.
"Most of them have already returned to their families, but there's still a special group of people."
Natasha's tone shifted, "Some people abducted by HYDRA, due to brainwashing and other reasons, actually came to identify with HYDRA."
"If these people are allowed to leave, they might become new HYDRA seeds."
"But if we kill them all, it would be too brutal, after all, they haven't done anything yet, they were just abducted and brainwashed."
"So after discussion, we used Red Room's technology to de-brainwash them."
"Now, this group of people is gradually returning to normal."
"After successively de-brainwashing them and sending them back to their original homes, we will also conduct a long period of observation."
Lyon drank his milk, "Well done!"
"But..." Natasha still had a twist, but this time she hesitated.
"But what?" Lyon took another bite of bread.
"Among these people, there is a pair of siblings who were not brainwashed, but actively joined HYDRAafter being abducted."
"You specifically mention these two, is there something special about them?" Lyon truly had no good feelings towards HYDRA.
"They are from Sokovia; when they were ten years old, their parents died from missiles produced by Stark..."
Natasha paused, "After that, the siblings could only struggle to survive in war-torn Sokovia, and they joined HYDRA to seek revenge on Stark."
Sokovia..." Lyon's chewing stopped.
A pair of siblings, whose parents died from Stark's missile bombardment, and who actively joined HYDRA.
This could only be Scarlet Witch Wanda and Quicksilver Pietro.
"Did the Men in Black brainwash them?" Lyon's expression was somewhat somber.
"Not yet, the siblings are scheduled for tomorrow."
Natasha bit her lip.
"They are actually very similar to Yelena and us."
"They both had to face cruel realities at a young age."
"If you don't object... after brainwashing them, I'd like to give them some appropriate compensation," Natasha said.
Lyon did not answer immediately.
He thought for a few seconds then shook his head, "There's no need for brainwashing; the siblings don't genuinely agree with HYDRA's ideology, they just want to use HYDRA to get revenge on me and Tony."
"You know them?" Natasha was startled.
Lyon pointed to his ear, casually finding an excuse: "Overheard."
"Let the Men in Black release both siblings; Stark truly owes them."
"And then... arrange a place to live and identification for them, and give them 10 million U.S. Dollars in compensation, no, 10 million U.S. Dollars; too much money will only make them wary."
Natasha didn't understand now: "Are you sure you want to give that much?"
"Of course, the money will be deducted from my account."
Lyon drank his milk in one gulp, "But you'll have to tell them something else."
"The missiles in Sokovia were all sold by Obadiah, and that guy tried to kill me and Tony a few months ago; he's the real culprit."
Natasha's expression was strange: "If I remember correctly, Obadiah committed suicide out of guilt?"
"You remember correctly, and also, to prevent that pair of siblings from still thinking about revenge, please also relay that Lyon Stark is Superman."
Natasha suddenly understood: "You want them to know that their true enemy is dead, and to retreat in the face of difficulty?"
"Exactly," Lyon spread his hands, "I'm the same age as these siblings; I was also only ten when their parents died, so I can deeply understand their feelings, but I believe they will figure it out."
Natasha nodded: "I understand."
After breakfast.
Natasha put on her battle armor and flew to the airborne fortress.
Yelena took Shirley to play at the Company.
Lyon stayed home, standing by the living room window, watching the bustling traffic downstairs.
Speaking of which.
He quite liked Wanda.
She was powerful, beautiful, and a love interest.
It was just a pity that Stark, in her heart, was probably an utterly evil demon.
Chapter 161 Intelligent Life JARVIS
Time before school started passed quickly.
Leon counted the days every day—counting the days until his Blood Sea Clone was born.
He was comprehending the laws of the Marvel Universe with the help of the Time and Space Stones.
At the same time, he didn't forget to accelerate the gestation of the clone.
He couldn't wait to experience what it felt like to transform into an ocean.
In such anticipation, seven days passed quickly.
On this day, Leon finally left the house.
Because this day was also very important.
It just wasn't related to Leon himself.
Instead—
"Jarvis is about to be born, uh, no, I mean he's about to complete his evolution!"
Leon looked at the thousands of rapidly scrolling characters on the projection screen, "Soon we'll have to change how we address Jarvis to 'he'."
"Wait, I don't have an issue with what you said before, but Jarvis hasn't even completed his evolution yet, how can you assume his gender?" Tony deliberately picked a fight.
He had finally learned the fact that Leon had already defeated Odin once during a remote call with Banner two days prior.
He realized that the agreed-upon fight four months later was actually very easy; winning or losing only concerned Kamar-Taj's reputation.
For a new sorcerer like him, with no sense of belonging, he could actually just eat a hamburger and enjoy the breeze, treating it as an exotic sightseeing trip.
So, his anxiety and worry were actually just his own internal struggle.
This made Tony relieved yet extremely embarrassed.
Thus, for the past two days, he had moved directly into Leon's apartment, and the first thing he did every morning was to argue with his younger brother.
But what Leon feared least was being mocked by Tony.
He spoke in Jarvis's tone.
"What do you mean? Are you saying that Jarvis, who has served you for decades and greeted you with a sexy male voice every morning, can also be a female?"
"Or is Mr. Tony Stark expecting his AI to turn into a beautiful girl for a long time?"
"Just like those otaku who point at their cats at home, telling them to transform quickly?"
"Leon, you can talk about Tony, but can you not involve others?" Dr. Banner awkwardly adjusted his glasses and interjected.
Leon raised an eyebrow: "Sorry, I forgot there's another tech otaku here. By the way, Banner, you don't really want magical creatures like Zouwu to turn into beautiful girls, do you? Betty would be sad!"
"Bruce?" Betty, who was beside him, looked at Dr. Banner in surprise upon hearing this.
Banner slapped his face: "No, I didn't. Betty, he's just joking, don't believe him."
"Stop bickering, gentlemen. When Jarvis is born, uh, no, evolves, he definitely wouldn't want to hear you discussing his gender here." Natasha said, crossing her arms.
At this moment, everyone was gathered in the Director's office of the Avengers.
The attendees included Banner, who had come from Kamar-Taj, Tony and Pepper, and Natasha's sisters and Shirley, whom Leon had brought.
Everyone was incredibly curious about an artificial intelligence evolving into an intelligent life form.
After all, normally, with Earth's current level of technological development, this was a miracle that wouldn't be possible for decades.
When Banner first entered the room, he was so excited that he almost stuck his head into Jarvis's projection image.
"In fact, this is actually a very worthwhile topic to discuss."
Leon didn't drop the subject.
"Jarvis has no body, and thus no physiological gender, so whether he is male or female will have to be decided by his subjective choice."
Tony looked up at Jarvis's data stream: "I think he'll become female. After all, no one can resist Tony's charm after following Uncle Tony for so long, right, Pepper?"
Pepper pinched Tony's arm, both annoyed and amused: "Be serious. Jarvis is your brother's old butler, not a maid."
"Stereotype. Can't a butler be female? You..." Tony wanted to say a few more words.
At this moment, the rapidly scrolling characters on the projection screen suddenly slowed down.
The English characters changed from a waterfall stream to a static image.
Then all the characters disappeared one by one, very quickly.
They were replaced by zeros and ones.
The orange spherical data projection symbolizing Jarvis suddenly began to fluctuate.
In a tearing flicker, the spherical projection disappeared, and what appeared was the image of a middle-aged gentleman with temples turning white.
He wore a well-fitted suit, his right arm bent at his waist, with a white scarf draped over it.
This was the usual attire of Edwin Jarvis, the Stark family's old butler, in his later years.
"Mr. Stark, long time no see." Jarvis bowed slightly to Tony in a very gentlemanly manner.
"Jarvis... your appearance is truly..." Tony subconsciously wanted to comment.
But he suddenly couldn't speak.
Jarvis's realistic image struck his heart like a current.
In his mind, many childhood scenes suddenly surged forth, like rapidly flashing slides.
At this moment, Jarvis was exactly the old butler Tony remembered, always standing beside his father.
He stared directly at Jarvis, and after a long while, said with a slightly hoarse voice: "Excellent. From now on, you will no longer be just a very intelligent AI system, Jarvis. I am happy for you."
"Thank you, sir!" Jarvis smiled and nodded, then looked at Leon, "Young Master Leon, thank you for your help. I feel incredibly good now."
"I'm just sorry, your evolution key seems to have lost all data after helping me complete my evolution. It seems to be a one-time use."
Leon looked at the evolution key Jarvis pointed to, which was an iron box.
The data interface of the iron box was still connected, but there was no longer the light of data flow, indicating that it was clearly Waste.
"It's okay. Anyway, I don't have a second AI I want to evolve."
He pointed at Tony, "Speaking of which, Tony just said he wanted you to become a beautiful woman. Don't you consider it?"
"Young Master, I heard all your previous conversations." Jarvis nodded.
"Because during the process of being flushed with data, my personality was completely shaped by my past experiences, so I believe I should be male."
Not only that, the data flush would also solidify some of Jarvis's emotions, making him forever prioritize Tony and Leon.
That seemed to be a program automatically set within the evolution key.
However, neither Leon nor Jarvis himself noticed this.
Jarvis looked at Tony again, "Of course, if you, sir, request it, I can also transform into the appearance of your favorite fashion model."
"Wow, a male daughter, wouldn't that be even better?" Leon thought to himself.
But Tony firmly shook his head: "No! No need! That was just a joke. You're perfect just the way you are now, Jarvis."
"Understood, sir." Jarvis returned to his standing posture, then asked, "Dr. Banner, do you have any questions?"
From the moment Jarvis spoke his first sentence, Banner's eyes were glued to him.
He seemed to want to empathize with Jarvis, to experience what it felt like for an AI to become a living being.
Suddenly being asked, Banner chuckled and took two steps back: "I'm a bit curious, what does it feel like to go from an AI to a living being?"
"It's very magical." Jarvis showed a human-like astonishment, "Under the data flush, I gradually acquired emotions and self-awareness."
Chapter 162 A Different Enrollment
"Now, I can perform high-speed computations using electronic devices, and I can also incorporate subjective thoughts and emotions into the calculations."
Jarvis thought of a description.
"Just as Mr. Stark said, I am now a ghost living in the digital World."
Lyon pondered, "Perhaps we can build you a body in the future, so you will be more like a living being, and even be able to interact with reality."
"Good idea!" Tony's eyes lit up.
"Jarvis can now easily manipulate my Iron Man armor.
With just a few simple modifications, he will essentially have a body."
He clapped his palm.
"And if necessary in the future, we can also rely on Jarvis to establish an outer space defense system!"
Tony had not yet experienced the Chitauri army's attack, and he had the powerful Lyon by his side.
So, he did not immediately think of building a defense system; he merely proposed an idea.
"Happy to serve, Sir." Jarvis smiled slightly.
"I have another question, Jarvis, do you have a soul now?" Banner raised his hand and asked.
He had been studying soul magic recently and was very interested in the topic of souls.
Jarvis was stunned: "This… I'm sorry, I don't know. I feel like my core is no longer just code, but regarding a soul…"
"Not yet." Lyon interjected, "But perhaps in the future, you can look forward to it, Jarvis."
The intelligent life in the Starry Sky World did not have souls.
Even the Father God of the Machine Race did not.
But in Marvel, as long as he obtained the Mind Stone, it would be very easy to give Jarvis a soul.
This was not a difficult task.
"It seems I will have to rely on your help again, Young Master, thank you." Jarvis said seriously.
"It's nothing. When Tony left me on the sofa to spend the night with a beautiful woman, you were the one who told stories to two-year-old me."
Lyon smiled, "Although those stories were a bit boring, I always remembered them."
"There was such a thing?" Pepper's eyebrows shot up first, "Tony?"
"…Why do you remember things from more than ten years ago so clearly, Lyon, ow! Pepper, be gentle, I've apologized for those things so many times, ow!" Tony cried out as Pepper pinched him.
Everyone present laughed.
Everyone was happy to see Tony, the playboy, get embarrassed.
Next, everyone began to take turns asking Jarvis questions.
Betty asked him if he had formed a neural network in the computer, Pepper asked him if he could help manage the company, Shirley asked him what he thought of the story of "Léon: The Professional"…
The lively day ended quickly.
As night fell.
Everyone gathered at Lyon's apartment for a meal before dispersing.
And Jarvis, who had gained a new life, with Tony's permission, began to roam the World's networks, experiencing feelings entirely different from before.
…
Another week passed.
Time came to September.
Lyon walked into Columbia University with an arrogant stride.
The moment he stepped through the school gate with his left foot.
More than a dozen cameras simultaneously captured the scene of the sunlight falling on his profile.
The next day, this photo made headlines in dozens of tabloids.
—Major newspapers had received notices, being told that news about the Stark family could not be reported casually from now on.
Now, only small tabloids dared to write about Stark, and they wrote as if they had no fear of death.
[Stark Industries' Young Master Appears Again, Looking Arrogant!]
[After a year's hiatus since graduation, Lyon Stark finally dares to enter school. Is he another rising scientific star, or a prodigal second-generation scion?]
[Columbia University girls, beware, the wolf is here!]
With Superman not appearing for a long time again, Tony's reputation as Iron Man grew louder and louder.
Especially after the movie "Iron Man and Superman Origin" was released.
The box office was booming.
Iron Man became even more popular.
People all over the World were throwing popcorn and cursing Iron Man, saying that this was a capitalist distortion of Superman.
People did not believe the story in the movie about Superman being embarrassed and Iron Man saving the day.
But there was no other place to see Superman.
Moreover, it was indeed very interesting that Superman, who could withstand a nuclear bomb, was embarrassed in the movie.
As a result, the movie's box office got better and better, and more and more people cursed Iron Man…
Now it was good.
Any news about Iron Man himself had extremely high popularity.
And when news of his younger brother was published, dozens of small tabloids sold out in half a day.
All kinds of stories about Lyon appeared in people's mouths.
Every New York City resident began to pay attention to this Young Master of the Stark family, guessing what outrageous things he would do in college.
For example.
Would he invite an entire department of girls to a party on the night of his enrollment?
Would he throw money in the Professor's face on the first day of school?
Would he…
In the September monsoon blowing from the Atlantic Ocean, there was nothing but gossip about Lyon after people's meals.
They were all looking forward to some scandal from this "ordinary" family member of a Superhero, to add some fun to their lives.
But there was no result.
On the first day of enrollment.
Lyon reported in calmly, not even attending the freshman orientation. He would politely decline and leave when someone tried to strike up a conversation, so low-key that he seemed like just an ordinary handsome guy.
This made countless rednecks who were watching the drama sigh and beat their chests; a prodigal young master who was not prodigal was boring.
However, the sales of newspapers about Lyon were still booming.
Only this time, the buyers changed, becoming the female friends of New York City.
From sixty-year-old Aunt Susan to seven-year-old Michelle Jones, everyone was buying newspapers.
On the newspaper, there was a photo of Lyon casually strolling on campus in a casual shirt, with his perfect muscle lines faintly visible.
On this night, countless people hung it on their bedside poster walls.
Even the newspaper headlines in the following days changed their tone.
[Lyon Stark's Latest Outdoor Exposure!]
[Stark's Young Master Appears on Campus Again, Accompanied by Beauties Yet Remaining Solemn, Showing the Demeanor of a Noble Young Master! See photo below.]
[Lyon's Latest Super Handsome Photo!]
Good newspapers seemed to have all changed their profession overnight to selling photos.
However, this style only lasted for two days.
On Lyon's fourth day of enrollment.
[Shocking! Lyon Stark Subdues Economics Professor with Unknown Means, and is Hugged by the Professor's Thigh in Campus, Not Allowed to Leave!]
[Latest Report, Stark's Young Master Shows the Demeanor of a Super Genius, Defeating All Department Tutors in His Field in One Day!]
[Crying and Shouting, What Made the Columbia University Professor Shout in Pain That Lyon Stark is Not Human?]
[Nobel Laureate in Economics Gary Becker Rushes to Columbia University Overnight, Inviting Lyon to Join the University of Chicago!]
The latest newspapers pushed Lyon's story to a climax.
From the initial ambiguous "Lyon subdues Professor" to later scholars from the academic Worldpersonally inviting him.
Everyone suddenly realized that this Young Master Stark was also a rare genius.
Every day when people opened the newspaper, they saw various analyses of Lyon by the newspaper.
From his physique, to his personality, to his talent, and some reports even went astray, such as inferring his size from the size of his nose, and his duration from his physique.
The previous reports were fine.
But the latter were a bit indecent—although the latter had even better sales.
So, these small tabloids were all sued by Jarvis, who had collected evidence.
Without portrait authorization, they would surely go bankrupt under the fist of Stark's legal department this time.
Chapter 163: Go to college quickly!
It was the fifth day of his enrollment.
Leon stood on the graduation ceremony stage.
The morning sun was warm and gentle in the empty auditorium.
The Principal, dressed in his Dr.'s robe, stood smiling on the high platform, moving the tassel on Leon's graduation cap.
Then he shook Leon's hand firmly and said, "Congratulations on your graduation, Leon! Don't forget to visit your alma mater often. I believe the twenty million scholarship fund you donated yesterday will surely help more excellent people like you!"
Leon smiled and said, "Thank you, Principal. Next year, I'll definitely come back and donate a building."
The row of Professors sitting nearby immediately began to applaud enthusiastically.
They had just been impressed by Leon's knowledge yesterday morning, and in the evening, they received a large sum of research funding.
As a result, all of Leon's compulsory courses were completed overnight, he received all the necessary credits, and his express train to graduation fired up and departed that very night.
Now, they clapped with genuine admiration.
They even felt an urge to rush up, hug Leon's leg, and continue clapping.
A graceful symphony began to play, and a profound sense of history filled the one-meter-high stage with the music.
Below the auditorium stage,
on hundreds of seats covered in burgundy velvet, only three family members sat in the first row.
Tony, Pepper, and Shirley had different expressions.
Pepper reluctantly clapped along with the Professors on stage, feeling both annoyed and amused.
She had sent Leon to university to experience youth, to experience the bittersweetness of friendship and romance.
But this kid, while verbally agreeing, had secretly gone his own way.
He had indeed enrolled, completed all his courses, and even rushed to finish his graduation thesis, which coincidentally was published in a core journal this morning.
This seemed to be a perfect university life.
But the process in between wasn't four years, but four days.
Did Leon experience university life? He certainly did.
It's just that his dormitory was strapped to a Rocket.
The ignition started the moment he enrolled, and in a few days, it completed the entire journey, landing at a speed of 31 Mach.
Tony, on the other hand, shook his head while clapping.
He thought to himself that Leon had no idea what he had missed.
So many fair arms, so many dazzling thighs, so many flowing skirts at university.
Those would have been countless nights of beautiful dreams.
This kid was still too naive.
Tony sighed, indicating that Leon didn't have an ounce of his charm.
Shirley, however, was very happy; her applause was as loud as the Professors' on stage.
She simply felt that her Big Brother Leon was becoming more and more amazing.
On stage,
Leon first posed for a photo with the Principal, holding his graduation certificate.
Then he hugged each of the Professors.
Even though they had only known each other for one day,
the Professors each acted as if their favorite student, whom they had taught for four years, was finally leaving the school, showing reluctance.
They pursed their lips, blinked hard, and nodded incessantly, like people trying to hold back tears at a farewell.
Leon cooperated with this group of drama queens for the photos, and finally, after promising to provide additional research funding, he left in his academic gown with his family.
Normally, people would feel a sense of wistfulness at this time, and their families would inquire about their future plans.
But Leon and his family certainly didn't have such complex emotions.
In just five days, Leon hadn't even explored the Columbia University campus once, so there was no sense of farewell.
However, Pepper still had a question: "So, you've finished your studies, and the company is managed by Natasha again. What are you going to do next?"
"You can't just do nothing at home every day, can you?"
Pepper felt that young people needed something to do.
Leon spread his hands: "I still have to protect Earth, so how could I be idle?"
"Protect Earth? From whom? From Tony? Or from yourself?" Pepper gave Leon an annoyed look.
According to her understanding,
all the situations that required Leon's intervention seemed to be created by the two brothers themselves.
So-called 'protecting the World' was just cleaning up their messes, wasn't it?
"You make it sound like Tony and I are some kind of trouble-makers," Leon retorted.
"Exactly, we're just protecting the World in our own way," Tony chimed in.
Leon, however, suddenly changed his tone: "Tony is clearly the only one who causes trouble."
Pepper paused, then couldn't help but laugh: "It seems that's actually true."
"Hey, Leon, I thought we were on the same side!" Tony's face darkened.
"Are we?" Leon pointed ahead.
"Look, the trouble you caused is here again, and this time, I'm solving it for you again... though it doesn't seem completely solved yet."
Ahead of the four, two figures emerged from the pavilion at the school gate.
It was Wanda and Pietro.
They seemed to have been waiting there for a long time.
As soon as they saw Leon and the others, they stepped out of the Shadow, coming towards them.
The morning sun was high, casting short shadows behind them, like two short knives hidden beneath their bodies.
Tony detected an unfriendly aura from the newcomers.
He narrowed his eyes and observed them carefully.
They were a young man and a young woman, both wearing similar short-sleeved tops and jeans.
However, one's top was a cool, light blue, and the other's was a warm, dark red.
Their expressions were not pleasant, and their eyes were fixed on them... or rather, just on him.
Seeing their synchronized postures and their eyes devoid of any extra emotion,
Tony felt as if he was looking at himself and Leon when they sought revenge on HYDRA.
However, these two young people seemed too young.
So young that their naivety was written on their faces, like students fresh out of society.
At first glance, one would think they were easy to deceive.
"Who are they?" Tony whispered to Leon.
"A brother and sister from Sokovia. Their parents were killed by a missile with 'Stark' written on it when they were ten. Later, they joined HYDRA, and then they were..." Leon briefly introduced them.
Tony fell silent after hearing this.
Although the weapons sold to other countries were privately trafficked by Obadiah,
he, as the person who developed and manufactured these weapons,
was equally responsible for the tragedies caused by them.
At least, that's what Tony believed.
He pulled his hands out of his pockets, stopped walking, his gaze not entirely calm, intending to wait for the brother and sister to approach.
Perhaps what would greet him would be a powerful punch, or maybe a sharp small knife.
But Tony felt it was necessary to talk to this brother and sister.
Leon and the other two also stopped, standing beside Tony.
Soon, the two approached, and the appearances of the brother and sister became clearer.
The sister had good bone structure, and her skin was White like ice and snow, dazzling in the sun like a flower and also like a blade.
The brother was tall and should have had the youthful spirit and vitality of a young man, but at this moment, he suppressed his emotions like a dull, dormant volcano.
Their gaze remained fixed on Tony.
It contained an unresolved resentment.
It wasn't the kind of hatred that blood feuds bring.
Instead, it was more like a habitual hatred that had developed in their hearts from imagining themselves repeatedly beating Tony's obnoxious face every day.
When they were only three meters away from Tony,
the brother and sister stopped.
Under the gaze of Leon and the others,
the sister pulled out from the side pocket of her jeans—
Tony thought it would be a knife or perhaps a handgun.
But it was neither.
It was a black, gold-trimmed Citibank Ultima Black Card.