"Can you give me the secrets of your hair care?" Please, this is related to the future happiness of my life!" Strange was sincere, he was about to sit down with Mordo as an Oriental.

And Mordo, who had been listening carefully to Strange's speech, was suddenly stunned. Did he think he was hallucinating, or was Strange actually casting a very powerful confusion spell on himself, messing up his hearing?

Mordo held his breath and condensed, emptying all distracting thoughts, and there was no sorrow or joy in his heart. He entered a state of unity between heaven and man, and then said in an ethereal voice, "Say what you just asked again." ”

"I mean, honorable Baron Mordo. "Well, this passage is normal, there are no fluctuations in mana.

"I would like to make a small request to you. "It's normal here too.

"Can you give me the secret to your hair? How can I keep my hair as thick and black as you after drinking the magic water? "It's coming, it's hallucinating again, is this a powerful confusion spell?

Mordo tried his best to investigate, but in the end, the result of the investigation was nothing. There were no mana fluctuations, no confusion spells, no auditory hallucinations, Mordo ruled out all possibilities, and in the end he seemed to have found the truth.

He stared into Strange's eyes and said, "Are you serious?

Strange nodded desperately, he was very serious.

Mordo looked at Strange for a long time. This guy came to himself for this? He said that his future was not for the position of Supreme Mage or something, shouldn't he be intriguing with Doom? The two of them are candidates for the position of Supreme Mage!

The purpose of his coming here should be to win over his senior brother, let himself be his help, and then fight against Doom. It's like a court infighting drama or a power struggle drama within a big family.

At that moment, he had already figured out how to deal with Strange's wooing. He also calculated how he could maximize his interests, and even whether he could take the opportunity of Strange to participate in the competition for the position of Supreme Mage.

I thought about so many problems and came up with so many countermeasures in an instant. There's even a Corrupt Strange or something, but what is this guy talking about? What he's thinking about is keeping his hair from falling?

You don't know how to use Dawn 101! Do you need to ask me this question? It's a waste of my time!

Mordo looked at Strange and said softly, "Get out." ”

"What?" Strange didn't hear clearly.

"I'll tell you to get out!" Mordo waved his sleeve, and Strange felt the world spin around. It seems that he was directly teleported out of the London Temple by Mordo with space magic.

Because the concussion force of the space magic is a bit strong, Strange has a feeling like motion sickness. It took him a while to come to his senses, and he wandered around a few times in a daze before he settled on his position.

The huge London Eye is not far away, and it looks like it's still in London. Strange was a little puzzled, he didn't know what he had just said angered Mordo.

I just want a secret way to take care of my hair so that I can get rid of the life of taking drugs every day, that's all.

Why did Mordo suddenly drive himself away, this makes no sense at all. After thinking about it, Strange thought that he had just violated some taboo in a certain paragraph.

For example, in the mage world, the word "hair" is forbidden, because many male mages have no hair, and of course there are a small number of female mages who are willing to take the magic water, and of course their hair is also lost.

Because everyone has had long hair and fluttering hair, once they lose it, they feel like they are lost, and then they list hair as a forbidden language?

Strange felt that this explanation could be explained. Because the ancient one also has no hair, probably this is the so-called [for the Venerable].

Strange thought that he would have to wait and visit the temple later, and that Mordo might still be angry now. Although Strange couldn't figure out why Mordo was angry, Mordo was one of the three Templar mages.

Even if you can't get his hair maintenance cheats or something, at least don't let him have a bad impression of himself because of such a trivial matter, it's too unnecessary.

Strange decides to go back to Mordo later, and now in London, Strange can also have some fun to pass the time.

Take a look at the nine and three-quarters platform at King's Cross Station. Because of Harry Potter's global popularity, the nine and three-quarters of the platform in the book has also become a world-famous attraction.

Many people fantasize about being able to cross the nine-and-three-quarters platform and catch the train to Hogwarts, just like the story in the books.

It's where magic meets reality, and countless Muggles flock to it. Strange looked at the iconic photo spot set up by Platform Nine and Three-Quarters: a trolley half embedded in the wall.

Strange looked around at the Muggles who had stepped forward to grab a trolley and take pictures, pretending that they could also board the Hogwarts train, and Strange inexplicably developed a sense of superiority.

Muggles, do you know that there is a real mage standing next to you?

However, Strange was interrupted by the little couple behind him before he was secretly cool: "If you want to take pictures, hurry up, we're still in line!"

It turned out that before he knew it, Strange entered the crowd of people queuing up for a group photo on a half-cut cart. Everyone grabbed the trolley and posed out all kinds of poses, learning the scenes in the movie.

And now it seems to be Strange's turn, well, since it's all here, it's also a famous attraction in London. Take a picture of yourself as a souvenir.

Strange grabbed the trolley with a smile on his face, he was probably the oldest student in the history of Hogwarts.

The moment the photographer in charge of taking the photo pressed the shutter, something strange happened.

The half-section of the trolley that Strange was holding suddenly had a huge suction, as if a giant was dragging itself forward, and Strange was stunned and crashed into the platform of nine and three-quarters, but there was no expected pain.

He walked straight through the platform into another dimension, and the Muggles outside the platform didn't seem to notice what had just happened. No one was shocked by Strange's sudden disappearance.

Everyone was still queuing up to take pictures as usual, and the platform of nine and three-quarters was still crowded.

Strange was a little confused, what was going on? What's wrong with him? Could it be that there is another faction of magic on this earth besides Kamataki and Greenwich? because if it weren't for magic, everything that was happening now would be inexplicable. He entered an empty King's Cross station.

Just as Strange was different, a tall and handsome boy came over with a slap, and he said with a smile: "Welcome new classmates, Hogwarts train 5927 is about to depart, and you are left alone." ”

"Huh?!"