"Knock knock knock." Wanda’s office door was knocked on. Primary Universe Batman heard a series of high heels clacking, and then the door was opened. The increasingly radiant face and mysterious red hair of the Scarlet Witch appeared before Batman.
"Hello, Professor. I have so questions about the wand usage lesson from earlier today. Are you free now?"
"Of course, the doors to knowledge are always open for students." Wanda warmly opened the door, inviting Batman into her office, and with a gentle wave of her hand, the coffee machine started working automatically.
Two steaming cups of coffee flew to the table under the guidance of the power of Scarlet. Wanda waved again, and crear and sugar cubes floated over.
"Simply magical." Primary Universe Batman exclaid.
Wanda showed a hint of embarrassnt. Primary Universe Batman imdiately noticed the change in her mood and said, "No, Professor, I’m not mocking you. It truly is magical to . After all, in the eyes of most people, I have not a shred of magic talent and rarely co into contact with magicians, especially ones as adept as you."
Wanda’s expression imdiately carried a touch of sympathy. She sat across from Batman and said, "Don’t say that. Magic won’t reject anyone who has passion. Besides, what’s being taught now is just the basics. It’s far from involving talent. As long as you build a solid foundation, even if the talent is slightly lacking, you can beco a good mage."
"Really?" Batman wasn’t testing; he genuinely doubted it. Because after his very ticulous and comprehensive investigations in his universe, magic did require talent.
Don’t look at each magician living like neither humans nor ghosts, yet so want to endure the hardships, but don’t even have the chance.
"Absolutely." Wanda replied cheerfully, "As long as you work hard, there will definitely be a place for you in the magic realm."
What Wanda said is true. It may not have been possible before; magicians certainly needed so talent, at least magical affinity. If one couldn’t even feel the presence of magic energy, then really there would be no way to make a contract with a Demon God.
But now things are different, with Spiritual Energy Recovery, everyone can perceive the existence of magic energy. The threshold for magical talent has greatly increased; those who can’t feel any energy are very rare. Basically, as long as one exercises diligently, one can indeed beco a magician.
And what’s strange to Primary Universe Batman is this very point. His detective intuition tells him that Wanda is truly not lying and is not saying this just to comfort him. But this is odd, since if the essence of magic is borrowing, what is the value of human effort?
Batman really wanted to ask this question, but he felt it was better to proceed gradually, not too abruptly, to avoid alerting the opposite side. So he thought for a mont and said, "I see. That puts at ease. Actually, during class today, I didn’t feel anything was particularly difficult, and thought it must be because of your excellent teaching."
"Don’t say that." Wanda appeared happy but maintained poise, saying, "I must emphasize again, today was just the basics, indeed the basics of the basics, there was really no difficulty, learning quickly is expected."
"I see. However, at the opening ceremony of the academy, the principal’s words caught my attention. Regarding contracts, I also heard about it from students in other grades. May I ask, who is your contract with?"
Wanda imdiately showed a sowhat troubled expression. To be honest, she now can’t be certain whether it’s she who has contracted with the Great Shadow or vice versa.
Anyway, the situation now is that she can use the power of Scarlet without the Great Shadow intervening, but if the Great Shadow wants to use the Chaotic Power, Wanda can certainly disrupt it if she wishes.
"My contract is with the Great Shadow Xeseon." Wanda decided to be honest, "But the power I use is different from Chaotic Power, so he can’t completely limit ."
Wanda hesitated a bit but decided to tell the truth. She learned from Jarvis about how relentless Batman can be, and she isn’t very good at lying, too easy to be caught.
"Oh?" Batman imdiately showed so interest, and he asked, "So you can modify the power of the Demon God yourself; how is that possible?"
"Uh..." This really posed a challenge to Wanda. Although not ignorant, she is indeed not of a theoretical bent. Since she had already spoken the truth once, there was no need to fabricate more, so she said, "I’m a mutant."
Well, another new variable. Batman even felt a bit of a headache. He certainly knows about mutants, and has dealt with so of them. He knows the uniqueness of mutants cos from special genes, but human genes are like a mountain of feces code, it’s unpredictable what might collide to produce magical effects, and it’s entirely unreplicable.
"So your mutant ability is to modify magical powers?"
"Accurately speaking, to modify Chaotic Power." Wanda thought for a mont and said, "But I don’t think it’s modification; rather, when I was born, I had an organ capable of controlling Chaotic Power. Due to my high affinity with Chaotic Power, it modified itself to adapt to ."
This statent made Batman even more perplexed because he couldn’t determine if what Wanda said was true. Perhaps Wanda genuinely believed it, but it wasn’t necessarily the truth, so she couldn’t be accused of lying; she just couldn’t figure it out herself.
"Actually, I don’t think you need to worry too much." Wanda, sensitive to Batman’s anxiety, said, "There are just so many Demon Gods in the universe, you’ll surely find one that suits you. Even if your affinity isn’t as high as mine, using so basic magic shouldn’t be a problem. Of course, you need to get a good score on the graduation exam. Otherwise, even if The Sanctum employees are incredibly persuasive, they won’t be able to market you. So, studying hard is the true path."
The information contained in these words was vast. Batman decided to ask a crucial question: "What does the graduation exam cover?"
"Magic History, Magic Theory, Magic Operation, and basic Elental Affinity Detection. Don’t worry, the exams aren’t difficult and won’t exceed your capabilities. But to achieve high scores, you must concentrate and be ticulous..."
Wanda continued to share so exam tips. Batman could tell that this academy seed to have a well-developed training system, and these exam points didn’t seem to be made up on a whim.
But actually, Wanda was just reciting her lines. Isn’t the second movie about to start filming? Because the sequel contains a final exam scene, Wanda, who plays a careful and gentle good teacher in the film, has a scene where she tutors the protagonists. Although she hadn’t morized all her lines yet, she rembered the gist, so she told them to Batman in advance.
These lines naturally weren’t concocted on a whim. Due to the success of the first film, the screenwriter for the sequel also put in a lot of effort, ensuring that every little detail was seamlessly integrated. Batman was inadvertently swept along by this ticulously calculated setup.
Since it was already quite late, Batman didn’t linger in Wanda’s office for too long. He returned to his dorm before lights out.
The dorm was a double room, shared with Arkham Batman. When he returned, Arkham Batman was already preparing for a night excursion.
"So, how did it go? Did you gather any intelligence?"
"Professor Wanda is a mutant," Primary Universe Batman said. "Any changes occurring to her aren’t really a reference point. We might have to ask other professors."
"What about the Hippo Goddess? Her mythology lecture this afternoon was great; she seems very gentle and talkative, might be willing to chat with us."
"Is it because you skipped a nap that your IQ dropped?" Primary Universe Batman couldn’t help but say. "Mutants aren’t a reference point, and suddenly a hippo is?"
"Uh... fine. We’re looking for a purely human professor, one with a clear contractual subject, looking relatively normal, right?" Arkham Batman pondered, "Our options seem limited. Perhaps Wong?"
"Seems as troubleso as the Supre Magician. Let’s head to the library first." Batman gathered his belongings. The two headed towards the library without hesitation.
Although the school prohibited night excursions, there actually weren’t any security guards patrolling, making the school accessible everywhere. Actually, Strange had discussed whether to hire security, but Shiller stopped him.
"If Batman wants to go sowhere, it’s best not to try to stop him, or it might only cause more trouble. Anyway, more important places, like the infirmary with dicines, have Magic Barriers. For places without barriers, letting them go there is fine, it even expends their energy and reduces their mischief." Strange felt that made sense, so he agreed.
Upon entering the library, the two Batmans imdiately headed to the forbidden book section, starting to search for useful information. Batman’s skill at gathering information was quite formidable, but after searching for a long ti, all he found were so ambivalent myths and deep, obscure ditation scriptures.
Suddenly, Primary Universe Batman’s gaze was drawn to a few books on the shelf. He nudged Arkham Batman with his elbow and said, "Don’t you feel these books have unusual colors?"
Arkham Batman took a closer look and then realized, "The colors of these books correspond exactly to the lights above the registration desk at the entrance. This must be so kind of puzzle, right?"
In this aspect, Arkham Batman had plenty of experience; after all, he solved all the Riddler’s trophy puzzles in one night.
Primary Universe Batman erged from the forbidden book section, returned to the registration desk, and glanced at the lights above. "The colors match, but the sequence is different, and the heights too. Let’s try to make them the sa."
Without delay, the two started working on it. The puzzle wasn’t too difficult, and they quickly set everything in order. Then they heard a rumbling sound from the registration desk area, along with a slight vibration.
They walked over and discovered that a door had opened behind the registration desk bookshelf, leading to a secret room.
They exchanged a glance. Primary Universe Batman imdiately said, "Take those books and put them on a more distant shelf. Let’s go inside and have a look."
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