Chapter 249 Apprentice and Disappeared Professor Charles

  In the corridor on the third floor of the old house.

  Pietro pursed his mouth while hugging his short arms, his short silver-gray hair puffed up, like a little hedgehog in a daze.

   Swayed in James' arms for a few times, he hummed reluctantly.

   "Grandpa, don't send my sister away. Or, why don't you let me go with Wanda! Anyway, we are going to school, why separate us."

Lying on James' shoulder like a kitten, Pietro saw his father shaking the oxtail flower in his hand, looking at him with a smile that was not a smile, and hurriedly retracted his head and arched his grandfather's arms, from time to time The probe took a look.

  James stroked Pietro's little head, and walked downstairs with the little guy in his arms, saying softly:

   "Your sister's situation is quite special. It's enough not to go to the academy like you to study. Today I just took Wanda there to get acquainted. From now on, she will often come home to accompany you on weekends and holidays."

  Eric looked jealously at his father coaxing his young son Pietro, and had to admit that it is also a talent to make children like him.

  The twins Wanda and Pietro showed the characteristics of mutant power last year. The ability of the younger brother Pietro is easy to understand. Simply put, it is high-speed movement.

  Wanda Lanshere, the elder sister who was born only 30 seconds earlier, has weird and complicated powers.

   Walking out of the gate of the old house and castle, James put little Pietro on the ground, and wanted to hold his hand, but even though little Douding straightened his arms, he was barely able to reach James's hanging fingertips.

  Finally, Pietro hopped ahead, moving at high speed from time to time, dodging and disappearing. He caught a hare and raised it above his head to show his father and grandpa as if offering a treasure.

  The three grandparents and grandchildren just strolled towards the back hill of the old house, and finally found the little girl who was weaving a wreath for her sister Anya in the middle of the hillside amidst a bush of flowers.

  The swaying of the fleshy little hands stirred up light red mist, and many kinds of blooming mountain flowers were drawn to a willow-like vine, forming a colorful flower headband.

  Wanda, with shoulder-length red hair, looks like a ball of tender white meatballs covered with tomato sauce, her round eyes blinked and said with a milky voice:

   "Hee hee, big sister, put it on~"

Little Wanda twisted her buttocks and rushed to Anya Lanshere's side, grunted and squeezed away the big fat cat that was clinging to her sister's arms and refused to move, and the alien devourer "Mr. He groaned twice, and had no choice but to lie down on the lawn on one side and continue to doze off.

   Anya gently hugged Wanda and asked her to put the wreath on her head. Her long chestnut hair hung down her waist and fell on the ground, but she listened to the young sister rubbing her little hands and said solemnly:

   "Grandpa is going to send me to a far away place to go to school, my sister has to take care of Pietro, and Mom and Dad are normal"

  Wanda instructed Ai Ai like a little adult, and she didn’t seem to resist leaving home like her younger brother Pietro. On the contrary, she was very curious about the mysterious world called “magic”.

  Cheap!

Pietro also threw himself into Anya's arms like a silver lightning bolt. The orange cat at his feet just woke up and got back into the cage, and was suddenly froze, with his mouth slightly open and a few thin dark red tentacles sprang out. After thinking about it for a while, he whimpered and swallowed again.

   "Sister, Wanda, we are going to be torn apart! It's all my father's fault, he. Hey, he's the one to blame anyway."

  Eric couldn't help but rolled his eyes greatly. It was obvious that his father wanted to send Wanda to that place to practice, but it was always his turn to take the blame.

  James happily watched his adoptive son and grandchildren chattering about "fatherly kindness and son filial piety" for a long time, and finally brought Wanda and Pietro down the mountain.

  Anya watched them leave with a smile, and there was a buzzing and trembling sound in her ears, as a bee landed on the flower headband that her sister Wanda made for her.

   Subconsciously took off the wreath and looked carefully, the bee was getting into a lavender stamen to collect honey.

The colorful and different varieties of flowers are not picked off and inserted into the wreath, but grow on this twisted emerald green vine as if they were natural. The rhizomes are closely connected, and there is no trace of separation .

   "My little sister. Recreation of life, amazing workmanship, such a talent. And that proud bird, Grandpa, who is flowing with flames, will have to worry about more in the future."

  Anya put on the wreath again, and let the bee stay in the flower stamen to **** the honey, and lay lazily on the lawn, watching the sky with clouds and clouds, as if it gradually merged with this mountain forest, heaven and earth.

   "Will Grandpa miss Wanda?"

   "Of course, every day, not only when you are on holiday, but also on normal days, grandpa often comes to see my 'Little Meat Bun'."

   ".cough, and dad, dad too!"

  In the hall of Karma Taj’s New York Sanctuary, Wanda looked back at the whirling Starfire Portal. On the opposite side were the cornices of quaint and cold houses, as well as the snowy peaks and cliffs in the distant mountains.

   Turning her head back hesitantly, the little girl grabbed James's loose clothes and squeaked:

   "Wanda must learn the magic of opening the "door" first, so that she can go home to find grandpa at any time!"

   "Hmm! With our little meat buns' clever minds, we will definitely learn it in no time, but remember not to run around without the teacher's permission."

  “. You can also come and see Dad, if he’s not in the old house, he’s in the wolf’s den!”

  On the other side of the gate of light, a thin and straight figure in a plain robe and long gown stood quietly in front of the gate of the Holy of Holies, as if waiting for something.

  Wanda was carrying a small leather package on her back. She clenched her fists and was just about to run into the space portal. Then she ran back to her father, Eric Lanshere, and hugged his thigh.

   "Dad, you should pay more attention to your body. You look much older than grandpa."

  Eric knelt down excitedly, holding his daughter and was about to burst into tears, but just as the words came to his lips, Wanda whispered into his ear:

   "During the winter vacation, Wanda wouldn't tell Mom about Dad chatting with that beautiful sister on the beach, but Pietro couldn't say it."

   As soon as the little guy finished speaking, he dropped his father, Eric Lanshere, who was squatting on the spot as if petrified, rushed through the light gate with a sullen face, and rushed to the plain robe mage to tidy up his clothes in a decent manner.

   Pudong knelt on the ground.

   "Wanda Lanshere, I have met Master."

  Bai Nen's forehead really knocked against the blue bricks in front of the hall three times, with a blush and dust, she looked at the figure in front of her seriously, and didn't get up.

   "Why do you want to do this, you don't need it here."

  The supreme mage squatted down calmly, looking at the little girl who was only five or six years old in front of her, her voice was clear but hollow.

   "Grandpa said, one day as a teacher, life as a father, as a mother?"

".Oh well."

  Gu smiled, and his frosty cheeks were stained with a warm blush.

  She hugged Wanda, gently brushed the dust off the girl's forehead with her cold fingertips, beckoned a young female mage, and took Wanda down to settle down.

  Before the light gate was cut off, the Supreme Mage walked through the gate, looked at James and Eric, who were still waiting there, and nodded slightly.

   "Master, please forgive Wanda's naughtiness and nonsense in the future."

  Gu Yi saw "Magneto" solemnly begging, and waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to care. He was about to say something, but James interrupted him in a low voice:

   "Where's the hair?"

  James looked at Gu Yi's clean top of the skull. It seemed that the platinum-blonde waist-length hair had never existed before. There were still a few shallow scars on the side of the head. Only the pale and delicate face remained the same as before.

   "When people live for a long time, they will always lose something."

   Seeing James staring at him but not speaking, the supreme mage was silent for a moment, and finally Gu Yi lowered his brows and pursed his thin lips leisurely.

"Chaos magic, the ancestor of all magic, one of the oldest independent forms of magic, is the impossible, unknowable, unspeakable singular fire of life burning with the universe's earliest accidents and the primordial light of the cognitive spirit "

  “.Among good and evil, pure creation and destruction, the turntable of life and death or everything else, represents infinite possibilities.”

  James breathed out lightly, and Eric beside him looked at the faces of the two of them back and forth in confusion. He didn't know much about the power of magic and the mysterious field.

   "Mr. Howlett, you have given me a big problem."

  Gu Yi clasped his hands behind his back, and the small sandalwood folding fan in his sleeve kept turning, speaking another enigmatic word.

   "Do you still care, countless problems flash in your eyes every day."

  James glanced at the brass pendant hanging on Gu Yi's chest, and the expressions in his pupils flashed, and he continued without waiting for the other party's answer:

   "Since Wanda represents infinite possibilities to some extent, let this possibility accompany you. Laura has no talent to call you a teacher, but this child haha, she is more likable than Laura."

  The folding fan in the hand of the supreme mage suddenly stopped turning. She turned around and waved her hand to open the space portal splashed with sparks, and then walked back to the ancient temple on the snowy peak, and disappeared immediately.

  Following James and leaving Karma Taj's New York sanctuary, Eric walked on Black Street and finally figured out something was wrong.

   "Dad, let's make it to the end."

  James smiled, and waved his hands in disbelief. His tall and heroic appearance and his black robes, which were not suitable for modern urban attire, attracted the attention of passers-by.

"Wanda is an 'Omega'. Like Jean Gray, she has a potential that we can't define. Her power has a certain magical quality, not just the power of thought, the release of energy, etc. As for the ancient one mage if"

  James was striding forward but stopped suddenly. He paused and turned around to look around. Seeing Eric's age-marked eyebrows and eyes, he suddenly seemed to see him as a teenager.

"—Don't pay too much attention to the mage's words, she refers to the greatness and rarity of Wanda's power essence, but no matter what it is and what danger it may bring, Dad will not let our children be fascinated road."

  Eric was stunned for a moment, then suddenly grinned heartily, and looked around the road left and right. This place is very close to Charles Xavier's home in New York.

   "By the way, dad, where has Charles been these days? It feels like I haven't seen him for a long time."

   "Professor Charles, hehe, well, well, it's not time for you to know."

  James blinked his eyes, and there was a bit of indescribable weirdness in his words. The weird look in his eyes that he had never seen before even made Eric Lanshel feel a little chills down his spine?

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  The home of Peggy and Steve was once in Brooklyn, New York, on the original site of a community land called "Hull Kitchen" in the 1930s.

  This is also the place where Steve and his mother lived, not far from the "Howlett Institute of Advanced Technology".

  However, this once belonged to the discovery and experiment base of the highest technology in the United States and even the world, and now it has been transformed into a general group scientific research institution.

  Most of the scientific and technological products that cannot easily appear in ordinary human society have migrated to other more secretive research bases as early as more than 20 years ago.

  Although it is an independent villa, it does not look too luxurious and abrupt. Strictly speaking, the home of the Rogers couple is more like a retro small building in the 1940s and 1950s, full of cozy warmth and classic elegance.

  Peggy kicked off the two black high-heeled shoes after entering the house, and they fell back to the position where they should be on the shoe rack.

The extraordinary physique created by the "Styx" serum, and the boxing skills that have reached the pinnacle of the second level of the killing technique for several years, have kept Peggy in a vigorous state of mind, and have been in charge of the most important intelligence department of SHIELD for decades. .

But recently, Peggy Rogers faintly discerned strands of "grass snake gray lines" from some intelligence information in the bureau, which made her realize for the first time that in so many years of work, there have been occurrences that she cannot fully control. traces of.

  While the weirdness of the thin gossamer feels like some kind of overwrought imagination, Ms. Peggy Rogers, who has worked in secret work all her life, believes in her instincts.

  Bah!

   There was another knock at the downstairs door, and Peggy's keen awareness felt her husband's footsteps. She continued to be busy looking at the documents in her hand, ignoring them.

   "It's off work, dear Mrs. Rogers."

  Steve unbuttoned his sky blue uniform and walked into the study, jokingly said to his wife.

   Walked slowly to Peggy's side, supported her shoulders and accepted a careless kiss.

   "Recently there have been a lot of affairs in the bureau, and a large part of it is because of the preparation mission against the Cree. Why are you back today? This round of training for the Aerospace Forces is over?"

  Steve gently stroked Peggy's long dark brown hair, heaved a sigh of relief and shook his head.

"Not yet, I just want to go back to the 'Whip of Order' to deal with some things, I will go home to see you on the way, I will leave in a while, you also know that Charles has disappeared for some days, although there is nothing important about order, but there is always something Too many to do"

  While speaking, Steve slowly stopped the movements of his hands, sat in front of the table and asked curiously:

   "Ahem, my dear, you don't even know where Professor Charles has gone, do you? Did the teacher give you a special task?"

   Ah ah ah ah ah Panpan is working hard to restore the two shifts, but the "brain fog" state of Yang Hou is too abominable, and the situation of Cavin and his thoughts is very serious, painful, painful, painful!

   Woohoo. I feel like I’m not that clever disk

  

  

  (end of this chapter)