Djinn starting from Marvel

Before this teleportation, Frank had already prepared his mind, but he didn't know whether it was due to the difference in strength. Frank didn't feel any discomfort at all this time.

In just the blink of an eye, they arrived at an open space in Hogwarts from the tavern in Hogsmeade Village.

Hogwarts is not in session now, so there are basically few people in the school.

"We are now at Hogwarts, Mr. Frank, you can rest assured that no news will get out from here as long as I don't want to." Dumbledore promised very seriously.

Frank smiled and said nothing. He had heard similar words from many people, but just like the flag, he would be slapped in the face in the end.

"Then I'll start?" Frank asked.

Dumbledore nodded and took the others back a little to give Frank some space.

The next second, holy light burst out from Frank's body, like a small sun, lighting up the land and the sky.

Since you want to show yourself, show it right at once.

"Baptism of Holy Light!"

Frank raised both guns, pointed them at the sky and pulled the trigger. Holy light bullets shot from the ground to the sky, like meteors traveling back in time.

The shooting continued for several minutes, and no one present spoke.

Lupine had only one idea. Fortunately, Frank was not the kind of person who would kill immediately. Otherwise, the day he transformed into a madman would have been his death anniversary.

Dumbledore was evaluating whether Hogwarts' defense barrier could withstand Frank's attacks if it were opened.

Snape's dissatisfaction with Frank also dissipated a lot. Indeed, the other party had been very reserved. It was also his fault that he acted recklessly without investigating clearly, just like a Gryffindor.

Immediately afterwards, Frank began a ruthless pursuit, moving rapidly across the open space, leaving afterimages behind.

"Principal Dumbledore, is this okay?" More than a dozen afterimages said at the same time, and the feeling was quite shocking.

Dumbledore nodded. Although he took a different route, he already regarded Frank as a strong man of the same level as himself.

In the demonstration just now, Frank showed his attack power and extraordinary movement speed, which was enough.

If Frank wanted to do evil, he would obviously be a greater threat than Voldemort as he had no worries in this world.

Dumbledore was not sure whether he could survive the first round of attacks in the hands of Frank, who was in sneak attack mode.

"Mr. Frank, please come with me." Dumbledore took Frank and others all the way to his office.

Dumbledore himself was also very curious about visitors from another world, not to mention that this visitor was very powerful. If he could get help from another world, maybe the threat of Voldemort would be irrelevant.

Entering the office, Dumbledore waved his right hand and all the portraits of the former principals were hidden.

Some of these portraits have very venomous mouths, and as non-real people, most of the time they are unable to observe words and emotions, and their thinking is rigid. After all, it is just a painting.

If there was a quarrel in front of outsiders, it would bring shame to the entire magical world.

After all, Hogwarts is the largest wizarding school in the UK and the most famous school in the entire wizarding world. To a considerable extent, they represent the face of the wizarding world.

"Mr. Frank, Lupine has already told me roughly about Mr. Johnson. I think your biggest problem right now is that you are unable to judge his true state. What do you think?" Dumbledore showed his professional.

"You're right." Frank looked at Dumbledore expectantly, "Do you have a solution?"

Dumbledore stood up, opened the cupboard behind him, took out a pensieve, and placed it on the table in front of several people.

"This is the Pensieve." Dumbledore tapped the edge of the basin.

With a buzzing sound, the gas-like and liquid-like energy in the basin began to flow like clouds, and the runes and some mysterious symbols on the basin also lit up.

"This is a mysterious item for viewing memories." Dumbledore said, tapping his wand on his temple, and a piece of silver memory was pulled out like a thread, and then put into the Pensieve.

Immediately afterwards, Dumbledore pressed his hand on the side of the basin, and the pensieve lit up.

"Don't resist, I'll take you to see everything inside."

Listening to Dumbledore's words, Frank felt himself being pulled into a strange world. Under him was the scene of Dumbledore trying to make dessert in the kitchen. He was now watching everything from a God's perspective.

"how do you feel?"

Dumbledore appeared next to Frank and looked down with him, "Sometimes, from this angle, you can see many things more objectively."

"So, you want to use this method to retrieve Johnson's memory and then ask him how he feels?" Frank was a little embarrassed.

Memory is a very private matter, and he can't make this decision for Johnson. After all, they don't have the only choice in front of them now.

"No." Dumbledore waved and led everyone out.

"I plan to perform the reverse operation, put the memory into Mr. Johnson's body, and then withdraw it, so as to sense his mental state." Dumbledore continued.

Hearing this, Snape next to him moved his eyebrows, reversely modified the memory spell, and modified the operating mode of the pensieve. One can imagine how difficult this is. Can it really be done? And it looks like it needs to be done in a very short time.

"Is it really possible? Can you let me experience it now?" Frank asked.

"Of course, this is not a very difficult thing. I have already tried to reverse it when I was young. Now I just need to change the operating mode of the pensieve." Dumbledore said, "You will stay here today. Come on, the preparations will be completed tomorrow.”

Snape and Lupine looked at Dumbledore in disbelief together, all night? Even just modifying the operating mode of the pensieve is unlikely.

"Why are you looking at me? It's very simple." Dumbledore said with a smile.

Very simple? We were so close to believing it.

Frank didn't understand much about spells, but he could also see the meaning of Dumbledore's words from the faces of the other two.

Just as he was about to confirm with Dumbledore, Frank suddenly remembered that someone seemed to have said something similar recently.

Think about it...who is it?

Oh ~Tony Stark.

After having this example, Frank's confidence in Dumbledore greatly increased. Geniuses are always different, otherwise they would not be called geniuses.