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"Should I go see the Ancient One?"
In the Marvel Universe, inside the school's basent, George stood in the combat simulation training room—a space he had expanded over a hundredfold using the Undetectable Extension Charm. A hint of hesitation lingered on his face.
The difficulty of learning the Fairy Sphere was extrely high. Based on the foundational skills he had mastered so far, even if he devoted all his energy to this one spell, it would likely take seven or eight years before he could fully grasp it.
To improve his efficiency, he needed to acquire new knowledge about ti magic.
At present, aside from the Harry Potter world, only the Marvel Universe offered a potential breakthrough.
And that breakthrough, of course, was the Ancient One—the true Sorcerer Supre and master of Doctor Strange, also known as the "Master of Ti."
Marvel's magic system is fundantally based on borrowing power from various dinsional gods. The spells they cast are derived from these entities. However, the Ancient One was an exception.
Although most of her spells also involved borrowing from dinsional gods, she would take without returning. In fact, when those gods ca to collect, she would even beat them down.
Backing her were not only the three-in-one Vishanti but also Eternity, one of the five primordial cosmic beings.
With her own power, she could traverse the various dinsions to study magic. George believed that, in essence, the Ancient One was already approaching the level of a dinsional god. After her death, following Eternity, she likely beca one herself.
Therefore, so of her spells probably didn't rely on borrowed power—particularly her ti magic.
Of course, this was just his speculation. However, he was certain that the fundantal nature of magic was the sa across all worlds. If he could consult the Ancient One about the theoretical foundation of ti magic in this universe, it would undoubtedly be a significant aid in learning the Fairy Sphere.
His hesitation stemd from uncertainty about the Ancient One's attitude toward him. As soone capable of using his own magic, he was essentially akin to a dinsional god within this world.
But after thinking it over, he realized it probably wouldn't be an issue.
The Ancient One could use the Ti Stone to observe the past and the future. She may have already taken notice of him long ago.
Since she hadn't approached him all this ti, it likely ant she held no hostility toward him.
The Sorcerer Supre's duty is to protect Earth, mainly from dinsional gods seeking to invade. She wouldn't intervene in matters between ordinary humans—unless the entire world was at risk.
After all, he was still human, not a dinsional god.
Besides, even if a conflict did arise, while he might not be a match for the Ancient One, he certainly wouldn't be powerless.
The Ancient One's strength didn't co solely from her own power, but also from the Sanctums, which drastically weakened dinsional gods.
When a dinsional god left their realm, their strength was already significantly reduced. Upon arriving on Earth, the Sanctums would further halve their power, making them easy targets for the Ancient One.
That's why Kaecilius dismantled the Sanctums before summoning Dormammu.
Likewise, when Wanda attacked Kamar-Taj, the Sanctums were essentially useless.
George, however, was a human born on Earth. Though a test subject, he was not a dinsional god, so the Sanctums had no weakening effect on him.
Now that he could use Animagus magic to transform into a giant dragon, his strength had greatly increased. He had a solid level of self-defense.
"Well, I'll head to the New York Sanctum first."
In the end, George decided to et the Ancient One. If it went well, it would relieve a heavy burden from his mind.
Otherwise, not knowing the Ancient One's stance toward him would leave him constantly on edge.
He pushed open the training room door and stepped up into the school proper.
It was now afternoon, and the students were all in class. In recent months, the number of students had increased, and so had the teaching staff.
After the Eye of Insight plan was destroyed in Washington and the school was revealed to the public through the dia, superpowered individuals from around the world began to arrive at the school.
So were children brought by their parents, while others were adults who had been ostracized due to their powers.
After undergoing screening through the Professor's psychic abilities, those deed suitable beca students, teachers, or staff. Those who failed the screening were turned away.
The Academy for Superpowered Individuals had now beco a sanctuary for people with special abilities from all over the world.
At the very least, here they no longer had to worry about being captured by local governnts or organizations for experintation.
Spreading his wings, George was just about to take flight toward the New York Sanctum when a rainbow beam suddenly descended from the sky. Thor appeared on the lawn at the school's entrance.
"Good afternoon, George!"
"Everything settled now?" George asked with a smile.
Two months ago, Thor had finally, through his own efforts, lifted Mjolnir once again, restoring the divine powers that Odin had sealed away.
Since then, he had been going back and forth between Asgard, the Academy for Superpowered Individuals, and Jane's place. Occasionally, he also enthusiastically took down criminal gangs.
"All settled. There was a minor disturbance in Jotunheim after Laufey's death, but I've already gone over to calm things down."
As he spoke, he changed out of his Asgardian armor into a suit and transford Mjolnir into an umbrella.
"Oh, it's already five o'clock. I need to hurry—Jane and I are going to see the new movie The Cabin in the Woods tonight."
The Cabin in the Woods, huh? George recalled the film and couldn't help twitching at the corner of his mouth.
"Enjoy the movie."
"Invisibility Cloak!"
Becoming invisible, he soared into the sky, heading toward the address of the New York Sanctum as shown in the movie.
He rembered that in the film, the Sanctum was located at 177A Bleecker Street, in Greenwich Village, the heart of New York City. He wondered whether the Sanctum in this universe would be in the sa place.
Even if it wasn't, it didn't matter. He could always go straight to Kamar-Taj's headquarters in Kathmandu, Nepal.
Or he could use a Tracking Charm—but that felt a bit rude.
"This should be the place."
Soon enough, he located a three-story brownstone townhouse, built in the Victorian style, with French Baroque architectural elents and a mansard roof. The house matched the address, and its rooftop featured a circular window marked by four curved lines.
Though the entire building was enveloped in powerful magic, George could still sense the imnse energy hidden within.
Ding dong!
Standing at the doorstep, George reached out and pressed the doorbell.
Monts later, the door opened to reveal a black man dressed in a sorcerer's robe.
He showed no surprise at George's arrival. Instead, he smiled and said:
"You must be Mr. George. The Sorcerer Supre has been expecting you."
"The Sorcerer Supre knew I was coming?"
George raised an eyebrow at that.
He knew the Ancient One possessed the Ti Stone and was a master of ti magic, capable of glimpsing various possible futures—but that didn't make her omniscient.
Just as Doctor Strange was able to see 14,000,605 potential outcos of the battle against Thanos because he specifically used ti magic to view that event, it wasn't as if he saw every future detail by default.
Otherwise, he should have foreseen Thanos's attack and Wanda's eventual descent into darkness long ago.
For the Ancient One to know in advance that he was coming—and to be waiting—ant she had indeed been observing him all along, just as he had suspected. She had simply chosen not to approach him directly.
(End of Chapter)
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