Chapter 707 U: Infinite Events (Twenty-Six)

"Okay, everyone, put your wands on your dominant hand. On the other side, keep your notebooks and pens, ink bottles, water glasses, and other liquid containers. Please put them in drawers. Don't let me hear anyone ever hear you again." Screaming for knocking over a cup…”

"Peter Parker, what are you doing standing there? Class will start soon. Please return to your seat."

Schiller, who was wearing a black robe, tapped the leftmost position with his wand. Peter, who was still in shock, turned to look at Schiller who was holding a document. At this time, Strange pulled Another Schiller said: "Don't disturb his class, let's go out and talk."

"Hey! But... no, don't leave yet! Explain to me, what's going on? Why are there two Dr. Schiller... Uh, no, I'm going to sit down now." Peter turned around and said, While moving his legs, he involuntarily walked to the seat next to him.

"Okay, now, let me teach you about the magic wand. Pick up the little wooden stick in your hand. Yes, that's right, I call it a magic wand."

"Professor, can it cast magic?" A magic apprentice like a little novice raised his hand and asked.

"Of course, when you don't have such strong control over magic, it will be your best partner." Potions Professor Schiller nodded.

"But the great wizards all say that magic cannot rely on external objects, but on cultivating the mind?" Another little girl raised her hand and said.

"Yes, this is indeed the case for the Archmage. Their control of magic has reached the level of proficiency. They only need to practice their will to make magic work at their fingertips." Schiller nodded, appearing to Very patiently, he continued:

"The great mages will ask you to practice willpower because, in the previous era, magical power could only be obtained by contracting with the devil. If you don't have a strong will, you are likely to be affected by the dark power of the devil and eventually use magic. , endangering the world.”

The mage apprentices below were whispering to each other, and Peter looked left and right and realized that he was the oldest in the entire class.

"But now..." Schiller changed the subject and said: "The traditional contract model can still be used, but it is slightly outdated. Now, the magical energy used by Kama Taj does not require an individual mage to be one-on-one. The contracted demon god has become much safer.”

"However, this does not mean that you can learn to use magic as soon as you come into contact with it. Many powers are still very dangerous. However, the small stick in your hand contains pure energy that has been repeatedly refined by the archmage. , as long as you learn to use them, you have taken the first step in learning magic..."

Suddenly Peter raised his hand and asked: "Professor, what should I do if I already have magical energy in my body?"

"Pick up your wand, start meditating, feel the energy fluctuations, and then inject the energy in your body into it... Yes, that's it, don't squeeze too tight, relax your wrist..."

Peter closed his eyes, and saw light emerging from his hand, and a surge of energy poured into the wand. He opened his eyes, looked at the small wooden stick in his hand, and said, "That's enough? But how do I cast a spell?" "

"Come on, everyone, look at me." Schiller tapped the edge of the podium with his wand and said, "I'm just about to talk about this. Use your dominant hand to gently pick up the wand. You can use your thumb and index finger, or People are accustomed to holding the wand between their index and middle fingers..."

The little wizards below followed suit one after another, because the little wizards here are all talented people who have been carefully selected. Not only are they very talented, they also have strong concentration and listen very attentively.

Unknowingly, Peter also fell into this learning atmosphere, practicing wand and spells with Schiller.

Then, Peter discovered that as long as the sound frequency of the spell was matched with the movement of the wand in his hand, magic could be emitted.

This is much easier to understand than those philosophical explanations of fate.

Discovering that there is a more scientific way to utilize the power of magic, Peter is no longer so resistant to learning magic. His body coordination is much better than that of these younger mages. Therefore, he can learn gestures very quickly. In ten minutes, you can use your first magic.

Peter gently waved the wand in his hand, and the tip of the wand drew a graceful arc in the air. Then he raised it again and shouted the magic spell:

"Wingardim—Leviosa!"

The paper placed on the table slowly floated up. Peter's eyes widened with a novel expression. The wand emitted a faint light, and a strip of light connected the tip of the wand to the paper.

Peter discovered that the wand was actually just a programmed tool. As long as the corresponding gestures and spells were used, the program inside could be activated to convert magical energy into spells.

There is nothing mysterious about this process, and it does not require too much fantasy or guessing. Even a very young mage can master it after practice.

After Peter learned the initial basics of magic, some ideas began to pop up in his mind.

If this small wooden stick can convert magical energy into spells, can a larger machine be designed to convert more magical energy into more powerful spells?

In this way, does it mean that as long as there is energy, even ordinary people can cast magic?

Peter, who was thinking about cutting budgets and lowering barriers to entry, felt that he had opened the door to a new world.

Just as Peter was thinking, his super hearing came into play. He heard the voices of Strange and Schiller outside the door:

"... Haven't three of me been there? Nick is still short of people. What does he want to do?"

"He said that at least five of you are needed. The solar system construction plan has mobilized almost all SHIELD agents. He hasn't finished his accounts for this quarter yet. He even wants to transfer my people there..."

Strange's tone was full of helplessness. He continued: "Seriously, can't there be ten more of you? I don't require them all to know magic, as long as they can teach..."

"You also know that now, Kamar-Taj has sufficient energy and does not need to pay a price. The king has let go of his hands and feet to recruit people. There are still many genius children in this world. He recruited 1 00 plus..."

"Some of the children with excellent talents are led by the great wizard to learn magic in the traditional way. The rest are under my charge. But the first batch of magic wands have just been made, and ordinary wizards can't use them yet. Only you have experience. Since so many of you have been made, it's not too much to have more than ten of you, right?"

"Do you think this is copy and paste?" Schiller's voice came again. He said: "I in each dream universe is unique and can teach how to use the magic wand because in that dream, I was originally a professor at the magic school. You let other me come over, and they are just like other wizards. They don't know how to use the magic wand at all..."

This series of "I" made Peter dizzy. He didn't understand what was going on at all. Aren't two Schillers the limit? There are countless Schillers waiting outside?

He must be dreaming. Yes, only in dreams can such a ridiculous plot appear. Peter shook his head hard, as if he wanted to make himself more awake, but at this moment, his spider sense moved.

Peter concentrated and heard the "click" sound like a string being plucked. He knew that it was Spider Silk contacting him. He took a deep breath, cleared the distracting thoughts in his mind, and whispered: "Spider Silk, what's wrong?"

"Spider-Man... come back soon... come back to the base, Captain Universe said the situation, come back soon..."

Peter woke up instantly. He saw the little wizards scattering after class, shook his head, stood up, greeted Schiller on the podium, and then left the classroom.

"Hey, Mr. Strange, please take me back to New York, I have something to do." Peter shouted to Strange who had just left.

Strange looked back and looked at Peter. He seemed to have seen something. He asked, "Do you need my help?"

"Yes, help me open a portal. I can handle the rest by myself." After Peter finished speaking, as if he remembered something, he quickly ran back to the classroom and picked up the wand on the table. He asked, "Can I take this away?"

"Of course, but remember, the wand contains not only ordinary auxiliary magic, but also some lethal magic. Be careful not to hurt people... Forget it, Peter, I believe you." Strange patted Peter on the shoulder and said.

"Don't worry, Professor Schiller has told me before, and I have memorized the spells. I will never get them mixed up." Peter nodded.

Strange opened the portal, and with a flash of light, Peter returned to the streets of New York. After looking left and right to determine the direction, he swung in one direction.

Not long after, he saw another figure swinging in the air. The Amazing Spider-Man landed on the roof of a building. Peter followed him. Before he spoke, the Amazing Spider-Man said, "Did you receive the communication from the spider silk? There seems to be something going on over there."

"Zhang Parker and I are not here. The Spider-Men are leaderless. If they are attacked, the consequences will be disastrous. Let's go back first."

Peter nodded and said, "I still have a lot of magic energy, but I can only use the last shuttle. Moreover, I am not sure where I will land after I go back. In short, let's be prepared first."

The two Spider-Men first replenished the raw materials for their spider silk launchers, and then repaired and restored their physical strength. Then, Peter put his hand on the shoulder of the Amazing Spider-Man. With a flash of magic light, the two returned to the original time and space.

The landing point of the shuttle time is random. The two landed in a desolate space. There is not even a star here, only two lonely, uninhabitable planets.

The Amazing Spider-Man picked up the teleporter that Zhang Parker had given him before. Before he started teleporting, a figure emitting white light descended into this space. Captain Spider-Man looked at the two of them and said, "You are finally back. Everyone is waiting for you."

"What happened? Why did Spider-Silk suddenly send us an urgent message? Didn't she say before that she had a headache because of too frequent communications? Did she encounter any emergency?"

Captain Spider-Man nodded and said, "Perhaps, you know that my power comes from Eternity, one of the gods of the multiverse."

"Just now, my soul was summoned by Eternity. He assigned me a task that all Spider-Men need to complete. In return, he will help us erase Solus."

The Amazing Spider-Man widened his eyes and said, "Eternity? Who is he? Is he powerful? Can he actually eliminate Solus?"

"Of course, Solus's power is nothing compared to his. As long as we can complete that mission, the Heirs will no longer harm Spider-Man."

"That's a good thing. What mission did he assign?"

"Travel through the multiverse and capture all Schillers."