Immortals at Marvel's Hogwarts

A few days later, inside the Pentagon Office, Woolworth Building, New York.

"Mr. Kirk, are you saying that in the future you will not only appear in front of the public like this, but also use magic in public?" asked a representative from an unknown country.

"Yes, I will do so if necessary." Luke replied simply.

"I object. Now it's okay for you to fly around on a phoenix. You still have to use magic in front of No-Majs. This definitely violates the Secrecy Act." A MACUSA official in the United States said.

Luke did not recognize this MACUSA official. After taking a look at this person, he said calmly: "I am just here to inform you this time, not to listen to your opinions. If you are not satisfied, I can withdraw from the wizarding world. I no longer use my identity as a wizard. However, if something happens to the wizarding world in the future, it has nothing to do with me."

The Pentagon Office instantly became noisy, with representatives from various countries talking about anything.There is no need to wait for the future. As long as Luke dissolves his company and foundation, the entire wizarding world will be in turmoil for a period of time, and many Ministry of Magic will definitely be unable to bear it.

He left the Pentagon Office directly without continuing the nonsense with the representatives of various countries.As for how the wizarding world would deal with it, he didn't really care.

That night in Las Vegas

"Mr. Stark, excuse me, Mr. Stark!"

A blond beauty stood at the door of the hotel and called out to Stark before he got into the car.

"I'm Christine Ivanhart, a reporter from Vanity Fair. Can I ask you a few questions?"

"She's beautiful," Happy whispered.

"Really?" Stark turned around when Happy said this.

"Hi," Stark said with a smile.

"Hi." Christine also greeted.

"Of course, ask." Stark took two steps towards Christine.

"You are called a contemporary Leonardo da Vinci, what do you think of this?" Christine asked.

"Ridiculous, I can't draw." Stark said, shaking his head.

"Then what do you think of your other nickname, 'Merchant of Death'?" Christine continued to ask.

"That's not bad, let me guess, Berkeley graduate?" Stark said.

"Brown University, actually."

"Miss Brown University, this is an imperfect world, but this is the only world we have. I promise you, if one day we no longer need weapons to maintain peace, I will start making building materials for baby hospitals."

Luke watched Stark and Christine's visit from the air, smiled, cast a magic mark on Tony and left.

The next morning, in Afghanistan, Stark's plane landed at Baghla Air Base.

There was already a group of people waiting there at the airport, and Stark got off the plane.

"General." Stark stretched out his right hand.

"Welcome, Mr. Stark. We are looking forward to your weapon display." The American general also stretched out his hand and shook it with Stark.

"Thank you." Stark also shook hands with the representative of the Afghan army next to him.

In the weapons testing site

"Which is better, to be feared or to be revered, and I say, both are too much? So, I humbly present the flagship of the Stark Industries Freedom Series, the first missile to incorporate our patented impact technology system."

"It's often said that the best weapon is one that doesn't need to be used. I respectfully disagree, I prefer weapons that only need to be used once. That's what my dad did, that's what America does, and it still does It’s been quite successful.”

"Find an excuse and fire this thing once. I personally guarantee that the bad guy will never try to climb out of the hole again."

After Stark's introduction, he waved his hand for a missile test launch.

The missile launcher not far away slowly raised its head, and the radar device began to lock onto the target mountain range in the distance.A missile was launched into the air, and the warhead opened in the air, scattering several small warheads all over the entire mountain range.

"For your information, Jericho Missile." After Stark finished speaking, he stretched out his hands and waited for the performance to end.

Boom~

After the explosion, the air wave generated followed closely, blowing off some officers' hats, and Stark was also hit by the air wave and took a few steps forward.

The demonstration of the missile was so successful that Stark opened a box cooler, revealing a bottle of wine, several delicate glasses and a bucket of ice.

"For every transaction that exceeds [-] million, I will give you a gift." Stark poured himself a glass of wine and said, "Peace."

At this time, Stark's phone rang, it was Obadiah.

"Tony," Obadiah said as he lay on the bed.

"Obi, why are you up?" Stark said while looking at the video phone.

"I can't sleep without knowing the situation. How was the display?" Obadiah asked.

"Very good, it seems Christmas is coming early." Stark walked towards a military off-road vehicle.

"Good job, see you tomorrow, man," Obadiah said.

"Why aren't you wearing the pajamas I gave you?" Stark came to the door of the military off-road vehicle.

"Good night, Tony." Obadiah hung up the phone directly.

Stark had no choice but to put away his phone and get into the car.

"Hey, Tony." Colonel Rhodes, as a good friend of Stark, came to the car to remind him.

"Sorry, this car is a 'tour bus', and the 'Boring Hummer' is in the back." Stark didn't like the Hummer that Colonel Rhodes arranged for him.

"Okay, see you at the base." Rhodes, who knew Stark's temper, did not say any more.

"See you later."

A group of vehicles drove out of the weapons test site and headed towards the base.Luke was invisible in the air. In order to avoid any accidents, he decided it would be better to follow him and take a look. If Tony died unluckily, it would not end well.

The convoy was traveling on the road in Kuna Province, Afghanistan. In the vehicle where Stark was sitting, Stark was drinking wine and listening to the exciting music played on the stereo. The two soldiers in the vehicle frequently looked sideways at Stark. gram.

Stark felt a little uncomfortable being looked at like this. "This atmosphere is like sending me to a military court. Really, what have I done? It feels like you will stop the car and kill me. Why, you all not talking."

"Hey, Forrest Gump." Stark looked at a soldier sitting next to him.

"We can talk, sir," the soldier said.

"Wow, okay, do you have a problem with me?" Stark turned to look outside the car.

"No, they are afraid of you." said the soldier driving the car.

"God, you are a woman, I really didn't see it. I think I should apologize, but that's the effect I want, right? I want to treat you as a soldier first." Stark said with a smile.

"I'm from the Air Force," the soldier driving the car replied.

"Your bone structure is really good. I can't take my eyes away from you now. Is this weird? Okay, everyone smile, it's okay." As he said this, everyone in the car started laughing.

"Sir, I have a question." said the soldier sitting in the co-pilot.

"Ask." Stark said nonchalantly.

"Have you really had sex with all twelve cover girls of last year's Maxim men's magazine?" asked the co-pilot soldier.

"That's a good question." Stark took off his eyes. "Yes, and no, the March cover girl conflicts with my schedule, but fortunately, the cover of the Christmas issue is twins. Any more questions?"

"Are you kidding me by raising your hand?" Stark looked at the soldier next to him.

"Can I make a video with you? I want to post it on the fire platform." Dabing asked. The video sharing platform launched by Zhuque Group took the word "fire".

"It's very possible." Stark agreed happily. Just like its name, this video sharing software has been very popular recently, defeating all major existing forum websites at an extremely fast speed.

The soldier took out his mobile phone and handed it to the soldier in the co-pilot, asking him to help take pictures.