The rebellious super hero in American comics

A great day of course starts in Kathmandu.

Harry had a happy night outside and was returning to the Karma Taj with Vanessa.

"Hey, isn't that Master Casillas?"

When she walked in, Vanessa saw a figure hurriedly walking out, and was a little curious, "He looked very panicked."

"No way? He is a great mage."

Harry smiled slightly.

Of course he saw that the man was Casillas, and he also saw Casillas's face was very panicked. If nothing else happened, he should have learned about Gu Yi's secret matter.

"Maybe I saw it wrong?" Vanessa smiled sheepishly.

"It's all my fault that I was so fierce that you were in a trance."

"Screw you."

Hearing this, Vanessa immediately glared at him and hurriedly walked inside, but she didn't move much.

At this time, everyone in Kamal Taj began to have morning classes.

As soon as Harry and Vanessa walked in, the black brother Mordo had already stopped in front of them.

He frowned, "You are late, this is an important morning class! There is a lot of time for you to use this day, but you cannot miss the morning class!"

"Sorry, Master Modu, we are just... too tired from practicing the seals last night, so we are late."

"Practice the Dharma Seal? Are you so diligent?"

Vanessa looked very embarrassed. She glanced at Harry secretly and found that he was snickering at her. She couldn't help but feel the urge to hit him with a pink fist.

Modu looked at the two of them, thought for a moment, nodded reluctantly, and then said: "Okay, I will let you go this time, but if there is a next time, you have to go to the library to sort out the classics! Now go to the queue Bar."

"Thank you Master Modu."

Vanessa quickly agreed, pulling Harry and running quickly into the team.

"Actually, Vanessa, I'm already completely proficient in this kind of training, and now that I have no source of power, there's no point in practicing anymore." Harry said leisurely after letting her hold his hand and walk into the team.

"But I don't feel safe if you're not here."

Vanessa looked at him seriously, "Look around, if it weren't for you, a scumbag, I would have been noticed by everyone!"

Harry: "..."

"You're kidding, right?"

"Of course not. It's a rare occasion when you feel depressed, and I'm so happy." Vanessa stared at him with wide eyes, full of joy.

"This makes me a little sad." Harry said aggrievedly.

"Who makes you always ignore my requests? Humph, do you know how sad you are?"

"What! When did I ignore your request?" Harry stared.

"Just last night! And before! I obviously don't want that..."

Vanessa's voice rose slightly.

However, she noticed Amy looking at the two of them with an ambiguous expression.

She reacted immediately and hummed in a lowered voice: "Anyway, you understand."

"I don't understand."

Harry already understood, and after speaking loudly, he ran away immediately.

Vanessa was furious and stared at him with her big beautiful eyes. She was about to say something, but Harry ran away quickly.

"There are times when you cry." She thought to herself, and then she seriously joined the training.

"Harry, it's morning class time now, don't run around." Mordo was thinking about something in front of him. When he saw Harry running out of the team, he shouted immediately.

"Modu, why are you so serious?"

Harry walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "The Ancient One Master has promised me not to do morning classes. Didn't she tell you?"

"No." Modu answered honestly.

Also, Master Gu Yi left very quietly yesterday, and no one knew she was leaving.

Oh, yes, except Harry.

"Let me tell you this, I have memorized all these trainings, and my situation is a bit special. Before Master Gu Yi comes back, it is useless for me to do morning lessons."

"How could it be useless!"

Hearing these words, Mo Du had already frowned.

"Spells require hard practice day after day before you can achieve success. I have seen people like you a lot. Do you have to relax if you can't feel the magic power for the time being? Although your talent is very low, as long as you persist through With unremitting efforts, you can still achieve a counterattack!"

"..."

"Wake up! Young man! Don't lose confidence just because of this little setback!"

Mordo put his hand on Harry's shoulder and said with a serious expression, "You still have a bright future! Talent is not everything!"

Isn’t talent the thing that determines everything?

Um, I think you're kidding.

But who says I don’t have talent!

This is just because I don't have magic power!

"Modu, you are right, I will go back and think about it carefully."

Harry raised his feet to leave.

"..."

"Alas, rotten wood cannot be carved!"

Modu sighed and saw that he was about to walk away. He suddenly reacted and said quickly: "Hey! Wait, don't leave. I haven't added your fuel yet!"

He heard that Harry was the heir to a large company in the United States. This guy's YouTube channel must have many fans!

If you can push a video of yourself, then post it.

ho ho ho ho...

Modu fell into obsession as he thought about it.

……

library.

"Hello."

Harry walked in and saw the librarian inside.

He's a middle-aged black man.

"Hello, Mr. Osborne." The librarian looked at him and nodded in response.

"What books would you like to borrow?"

"Oh, I won't borrow it."

Harry smiled and said, "I don't borrow books. Can I just take a look here?"

"?"

The librarian didn't understand what his intention was, so he said slowly, "Books need to be memorized and felt calmly, and you can't aim too high."

"I just came to see the types of books in the library. You can do your thing and leave me alone."

How could you ignore him?

Mike frowned immediately. This was the first time he had seen such a strange mage.

Don't want to borrow...

Are you here to steal something?

Then he watched Harry walk to the bookshelf aside and start flipping through books quickly.

In fact, Harry wanted to see all these books directly through perspective.

As a result, when he looked over, he found that there was a layer of light film blocking his ability to see through.

Good guy.

Finding that this method didn't work, he had no choice but to flip through the book obediently.

Flip quickly!

Master Mike, who had been observing him over there, looked confused.

Hey, this guy...

Why did he turn to the last page of the book without even looking at it?

Sure enough, he came to steal something!