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An Otherworldly Magician [HP X Marvel]

Disclaimer: I do not own anything in the Harry Potter world or Marvel, including the names of the characters. All of those belong to J.K Rowling and Disney _________________________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________________________ Allen stood on the fire dragon, confronting Thanos and his host of alien fighters, and drew out his wand. "Crucio," "Imperio," "Avada Kedavra," "Shenfeng Shadowless Curse," "Diffindo," "Expecto patronum," and so on. An army of numerous supernatural beasts stands behind him. While travelling around the Marvel world, Allen stumbled upon a weird screen that rewarded him with red stars for doing good. He may go to other magical planets to study magic by devouring the small red star. Consuming red stars can also rejuvenate his thoughts and boost the efficiency with which he learns magic. Allen has no option but to go on the path of doing good things to earn a small star and study hard to study and master magic to defend himself and his family. The protagonist's three arguments are correct: she is not the Virgin; there is no brain, no system; the screen is simply responsible for travelling and refreshing the mind; and all magic is achieved via learning and driven by study. Well, what's up, guys? Well, this book isn't mine. It's Chinese fanfiction, and I'm translating it as I read it. It was a lot of pleasure to read. So I want everyone to read this book, and I hope you like it as much as I did. My first language is not English... As a result, there may be some grammatical problems... Please point out my faults so that I can remedy them. Thank you, folks...

ethen098 · Anime e quadrinhos
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32 Chs

Iron Man's Gift

After breakfast, Haas put on his police uniform, with a rare expression on his face, and called Allen to the side.

"What, Dad? Did Aisha break your collection of lightsabers again!"

Allen looked at Haas, who had a serious expression, with a look of surprise on his face, which was not Haas' usual style.

"Ahem, it's not this one!"

Haas coughed awkwardly, then straightened his face again and said:

"Allen, you have been very sensible, kind, and righteous since you were a child. These fathers are very gratified and very proud.

But, you are still a child after all, if you encounter the situation like yesterday again, Dad hopes that you can think about protecting yourself first, Dad is only a son like you, if something happens to you"

Yesterday at the police station, Haas learned that Allen and Aisha's school bus had been hijacked by robbers, and he almost exploded.

Later, when I found the school bus and learned from Teacher Rose that Allen stood up and took the place of others as hostage, I felt mixed emotions.

From the standpoint of the police, Haas certainly encourages and approves of Allen's behaviour.

But as a father, how could Haas want his child to do such a life-threatening behaviour?

Although Allen is not his own, for so many years, he has long regarded Allen as his son.

So in the end it was the father's standpoint, the victorious policeman's standpoint, and he would solemnly warn Allen that the next time he encounters this situation, as a child, he must protect himself immediately.

"I know Dad, but I'm quite scared. I won't do it next time!"

Allen is not a child, he naturally understood Haas' painstaking efforts and nodded in agreement without any rebuttal.

However, the next time this happens, of course, the ordinary kid Allen will not make a move, but the mysterious wizard boy.

"That's good, you and Aisha are playing at home and I'm off to work, call me if you need anything!"

Seeing that there was no resistance or disbelief on Allen's face, Haas was also slightly relieved.

After all, Allen's behaviour is very commendable. Anyone will praise Allen in this matter, but he does not agree with it as a father. He is afraid that Allen will not understand what he said today, and something bad will happen. reverse psychology.

But the result was very good.

Allen was still as sensible as usual, and extraordinarily mature as usual, and he easily understood his painstaking efforts.

"Aisha, Dad is going to work, why don't you give Dad a kiss?"

After talking with Allen, it was not far from work time, and Haas finally yelled at Aisha who was watching cartoons in the living room.

Aisha did not disappoint Haas, she jumped off the sofa and ran over to slap Haas' big face with a bite.

"Dad, let's play a game before you go to work!"

"Game, what game?"

Haas froze for a moment.

"That is, let's compare to see who hits lighter. If you win, I will let you go to work!"

Aisha looked at Hass innocently with fluttering eyes.

"Okay, that's too easy!"

Haas clenched his fist and tapped little Aisha's stomach very, very lightly.

"Now it's my turn!"

Aisha chuckled, then clenched her little fist, exerted all her strength, and shouted:

"Sanction of the Ice Queen!"

Then he slapped Haas on the stomach fiercely, hitting Haas who was squatting on the ground and sat down on the ground.

"Okay, Dad, you won, go to work!"

After the fight, Aisha continued to watch cartoons without looking back, leaving Haas with a confused face.

"jingle!"

At this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Haas opened the door, and a courier boy, holding a long and large cardboard box, asked politely:

"Excuse me, is Mr Allen Carmen at home?"

"At home, what do you want?"

Haas had a puzzled look on his face.

"This is his courier, please come out and sign for it!"

The delivery boy put the cardboard box on the ground.

"My courier, I didn't buy anything online?"

Allen who heard the sound had the same doubts on his face.

He is an eleven-year-old kid, usually either exercising or looking for opportunities to earn a little red star. He doesn't even use the Internet very much, so how can he buy anything online, it's still such a big one.

The courier brother took a look at the courier slip:

"A courier from a lady named Virginia Pepper Potts!"

"The name seems familiar!"

While signing for the delivery, Allen recalled the few memories of Marvel movies in his mind.

"Is it Iron Man's girlfriend?"

"Oh, God, this is Iron Man's suit, it's so cool. Allen, someone sent you a set of Iron Man's suits, which can't be bought in the world now!"

When Allen was trying to remember, Haas had already opened the cardboard box and taken out the Iron Man model machine with the same proportion as Allen, and he looked very excited.

"Dad, Iron Man promised to give it to me yesterday when Iron Man rescued me. I thought he was joking, but I didn't expect him to give me a set.

But, by the way, isn't your favourite lightsaber from Star Wars? "

"Star Wars" is just a movie, but the steel armour is real. I love Tony Stark's armour that can shoot energy cannons!"

Allen was also speechless when he heard the words.

Never thought that his father Haas is still a fan of Iron Man.

Someone once said that "Secondary Two" can be hereditary, but Allen still doesn't believe it. It wasn't until he met Haas and Aisha that he realized that "secondary school" can be inherited.

It's just that Aisha likes all kinds of magic, while Haas likes all kinds of mechs and lightsabers.

"Father, if you like it, I will give it to you!"

Allen is not very interested in this kind of armour and mechanical things. At that time, he asked Iron Man to want a model, just to enrich his character design, so that Iron Man would not have any doubts about himself.

Besides, the model that Iron Man gave him is just a model, there can't be anything that can be used as a weapon.

"Allen, Daddy loves you!"

When Haas heard Allen's words, he was so happy that he almost jumped up, leaning over to give Allen a deep "father's kiss".

"Dad, it's 8:40, and you still have 20 minutes to arrive at the police station, or you'll be late!"

Allen reached out and precisely stopped Haas's "father's kiss".

"God, time flies too fast, Allen, help me put this armour model, don't let Aisha break it for me!"

Haas looked at the time, quickly handed the steel armour model to Allen, and rushed out in a hurry.

"Sure enough, a man will be a teenager until he dies!"

Allen couldn't help but shook his head.

It's not a big deal for a thirty-six-year-old, shrewd and capable sheriff in the police station to still like this kind of thing.

After all, if John Wick gave his dog to him now, he would not be as calm as he is now.