Chapter 707 U: Infinite Events (Twenty-Six)

"Okay, everyone, put your wands next to your dominant hand, and put your notebooks and pens on the other side. Put ink bottles, water cups and other containers for liquids in the drawer. Don't let me hear anyone screaming because of knocking over a cup..."

"Peter Parker, why are you still standing there? Class is about to start, please go back to your seat."

Schiller, wearing a black robe, gently tapped the leftmost position with his wand. Peter, who was still in shock, turned his head to look at the other Schiller holding the file. At this time, Strange grabbed the other Schiller and said, "Don't disturb him in 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 doctors Schiller... uh, no, I'll go sit down now." Peter turned his head and moved his legs, and walked to the seat next to him involuntarily.

"Okay, now, I'll teach you about the magic wand. Pick up the small wooden stick next to you. Yes, that's right, I call it a magic wand."

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

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

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

"Yes, it is true for the great wizards. They have mastered magic to perfection. They only need to cultivate their will to make magic as easy as using their arms." Schiller nodded, appearing very patient. He continued:

"The great wizards want you to cultivate your willpower because, in the last era, magic power can only be obtained by contracting 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 to harm the world."

The wizard apprentices below were whispering to each other. Peter looked left and right and found that he was the oldest in the whole class.

"But now..." Schiller changed the subject and said, "The traditional contract model can still be used, but it is a little outdated. Now, the magic energy used by Kamar-Taj does not require individual wizards to contract demons one-on-one, and it is 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 wooden stick in your hand stores pure energy that has been repeatedly refined by the great wizards. 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 magic energy in my body?"

"Pick up your wand, pay attention to meditation, and feel the energy Fluctuate, 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 a light appearing on his hand, and a stream of energy poured into the wand. He opened his eyes, looked at the small wooden stick in his hand, and said, "Is this all right? But how do I cast a spell?"

"Come on, everyone, look at me." Schiller knocked on the edge of the podium with his wand and said, "I was just about to talk about this. Use your dominant hand to gently pick up the wand. You can use your thumb and index finger. Some people are used to holding the wand between the index finger and middle finger..."

The little wizards below followed suit, because the little wizards here are all geniuses who have been carefully selected. Not only are they very talented, but they are also very focused and listen very attentively.

Unconsciously, Peter also fell into this learning atmosphere and followed Schiller to practice swinging the wand and spells.

Then Peter found that as long as the sound frequency of the spell is coordinated with the movement of the wand in his hand, magic can be emitted.

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

Peter was no longer so resistant to learning magic after discovering a more scientific way to use the power of magic. His body coordination was much better than those younger wizards, so he learned the gestures very quickly and could perform his first magic in less than ten minutes.

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 spell:

"Wingardium-Leviosa!"

The paper on the table slowly floated up. Peter widened his eyes and showed a curious expression. The wand emitted a faint light, and a light band connected the tip of the wand and the paper.

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

There was nothing mysterious about this process, and it did not require too much fantasy and speculation. Even very young wizards could master it after practice.

After learning the initial basics of spells, some ideas began to emerge in Peter's mind.

If this small wooden stick can transform magical energy into spells, then can we design a larger machine that can transform more magical energy into more powerful spells?

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

Peter, who was thinking about cutting the budget and lowering the threshold, 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 drawn almost all SHIELD agents. He hasn't finished his accounts for this quarter yet, and 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 and 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 has said something is wrong, 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 mix them 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 he activated the teleportation, 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 the frequent communications? Did she encounter any emergency?"

Captain Universe 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 wipe out Solus."

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 him. As long as we can complete that task, the Heirs will no longer harm Spider-Man."

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

"Travel through the multiverse and capture all Schillers."

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