The Holy of Holies was still busy today, and Strange had finished his day's work, still talking to clients on his phone.

He walked out on the phone, and as soon as he pushed open the door of his office, he saw Schiller knocking in outside the door, Strange looked him up and down, hurriedly said a few words to the other end of the phone, and then hung up.

"What's wrong? What's the matter? Strange asked.

But he saw that Schiller took a few steps back slightly, and looked him from top to bottom, and that kind of cold and focused gaze made Strange break out in a cold sweat.

"You're not a doctor, who are you?"

"You don't look like someone who notices the problem right away." Schiller's intonation is very slow, the first and last notes of each word are very clear, there is no fast-paced hectic, slow like a record player that has just pressed the play button.

Strange was stunned for a moment, he felt like he was being scolded, but he couldn't be sure, he tilted his head to the side and coughed twice and said, "No matter which Schiller you are, do you have something to do with me?" ”

"I heard you run a magic school, can you let me visit it?"

"Kama Taj?" Strange frowned and asked with some confusion, "Aren't you not too interested in that?" Master Gu Yi has invited you to visit our construction achievements several times, but you have not gotten there, saying that it will delay you to make money. ”

"I've changed my mind." Schiller said in a smooth tone, not a little unnatural or awkward.

"Well, it's not impossible, are you going now? Or wait until I'm done ......"

"Right now."

Strange took a step back, this Schiller's temperament really made him a little shy away, in order to ease the serious atmosphere, he had to open the portal while looking at Schiller and said.

"I didn't expect the dark suit to be quite flattering to you, why haven't I seen you wear it before?"

"It's just that you don't see it."

Schiller's answer was so concise that he didn't want to start any small talk, and when the portal opened, Strange led him into the portal, landing on the ground and arriving at Kama Taj's Hall.

Strange saw Schiller looking left and right, but only his head moved, and his neck and shoulders remained still, looking very cautious and with a steady elegance.

He knew that if it was the original doctor, he might have run out of the main hall and headed straight for his destination, but the Schiller in a black suit in front of him seemed to be very leisurely and elegant, and most importantly, he looked very free.

Strange never thought Schiller would be available, Schiller usually only had two states, either busy with this or busy with that, and if he didn't appear to be busy with anything, it proved that everyone else was going to be busy soon.

Schiller slowly walked to the pillar supporting the Kama Taj Hall, carefully observing the patterns on it, Strange stood behind him and stamped his foot, and couldn't help but ask, "Well, are we going to school now?" ”

"Lead the way." Schiller nodded at him and said.

Strange was a strange sight of Strange Striding towards the exit of the Great Hall, followed by Schiller, two figures in suits strolling through the Magic Temple.

Soon, the two of them came to the Kama Taj Academy of Magic, which is an academy built inside the Kama Taj Magic, which only occupies one building, but there is space for expansion of magic inside, there are eleven floors in total, and there are more than two hundred students, divided into ten groups, ranging from eighteen to twenty-five people in each group.

The vast majority of them are disciples of Kama Taj found all over the world, mostly between the ages of seven and twelve, and there are also some adopted orphans, aged three to five, who usually become magicians, and the latter, if they really have no magical talent, will go to the village at the foot of Kama Taj to find a job in adulthood, and occasionally go up to the mountain to help out.

"This model has been passed down for thousands of years." "Magic is an education for geniuses, and if we do education for all like ordinary people, it will not only be a waste of resources, but also a ruin in the lives of ordinary people, so even if we build a larger school, we will only enroll a very limited number of students." ”

Schiller nodded to show that he understood, and then he asked, "What if there are many geniuses?" ”

"This amount is usually constant." Strange and Schiller said as they walked into the school building: "There is a certain number of geniuses in each generation who can become magicians, except for a very small number of people who do not want to practice magic at all, most of them will learn about the existence of magic at the right age, and if they don't, it means that they are not suitable." ”

"We have special mages to search for similar geniuses all over the world, we usually use the soul trace detection method, as long as a person has been exposed to magic, the energy will definitely leave traces on the soul, and we have special magic weapons to detect traces in the soul of such people."

"Most of the people who can come into contact with magic before the age of seven are very highly inspired and relatively focused, and they are good seedlings of mages, and we will try to convince them as much as possible, and then take them up the mountain to participate in the magical defense of the earth."

Schiller nodded, this time more vigorously than the last time, apparently more in favor of this approach, and then he asked, "So you guys brought the students over one-on-one?" ”

"Yes, because we have a portal, so it's very simple, go to the designated place and use the magic weapon to find the target, open the portal and send it back."

"And what if there is no portal? I mean, what if there's a portal that's not easy to open? ”

"A mage can open a portal in any situation." Strange shrugged his shoulders and said in a firm tone, "This is the skill of a human mage...... Well, it's true that we've had cases where the magic weapon reacts but we can't find anyone, and we choose to use the Missing Person Magic to send him a letter......"

"You know this kind of searching magic?"

"Of course, it's not very difficult magic, and it can even be said to be very simple."

"So what do students learn here? What is the difficult magic in your mouth? ”

"Magic for battle, of course." Strange pushed open a classroom door and said, "Big fists are the last word, you can't get them to sign a contract in your favor before you fight any demon god, so we mainly teach them to fight." ”

Schiller nodded harder, looking very satisfied, and then he stood at the podium in the empty classroom and looked at Strange and said, "Are you the principal of this school?" ”

"Of course not, the headmaster is the Ancient One Mage, and I'm already very busy as a Supreme Mage, so I don't have time to take care of the school's affairs, but I will occasionally come back to teach them."

Schiller raised his eyebrows with some interest and asked, "What do you teach?" ”

"Uh, some common sense about the Demon Gods and tips for dealing with them." Strange was a little weak in his tone, but he still explained: "After all, you always have to sit down and talk after the fight, and negotiation skills are essential." ”

As if disappointed, Schiller asked, "Nothing else?" ”

"I sometimes take meditation classes as well." Strange didn't seem to care about this, and he put one hand on the podium and said, "You know, I'm a surgeon, and most of my success in surgery comes from my focus. ”

"Concentration is also important in magic, and I teach my students some techniques to calm down and focus on sublimation, and although it depends on their practice over time, there are some techniques that can help them get into the groove faster as a beginner."

Schiller nodded thoughtfully, and then asked, "What about the zoology and botany of magic?" ”

"I'm not very good at it, but I've dabbled in it." Strange's fingertips tapped lightly on the top of the podium, and then he turned to look at Schiller on the other side of the podium and said, "Didn't you come to visit the school?" ”

"The school is good." Schiller replied, and then he stared at him with the kind of look that sent chills down Strange's back.

It took a full half a minute for Schiller to look away and say, "When you went to the Realm of the Dead, the Holy of Holies and Kama Taj were working pretty well, right?" ”

"Sort of, nothing big of a mess, but why are you asking this?"

"Nothing, do you have time to visit Arkham Sanatorium tonight? I have something I want to talk to you about. ”

"What can't we talk about now?"

"You'll know when the time comes."

Looking at Schiller's back, Strange was a little puzzled, but in the evening, he still came to the Arkham Sanatorium, mainly because he was a little curious about what Schiller was going to talk to him about.

As soon as he arrived at Schiller's office, Strange saw a large black hole appear in the center of the otherwise smooth and neat floor.

The hole occupies about a third of the floor, and the interior is not entirely black, but more like a starry sky, with a dark blue background and faint points of light in between.

"What is this?" Strange took a few steps forward with some curiosity, and stood on the edge of the cave and looked down.

He was so focused on observation that he didn't notice that Schiller had walked behind him from his side, and that a black umbrella had appeared in his hand at some point.

Schiller slowly turned the umbrella in his hand, pinched the umbrella with both hands, and turned the handle of the umbrella down like a golf game.

"As you can see, it's a trap."

"It's a ......"

"Whoosh-bang!"

The black umbrella slammed his hand on the back of Strange's head, and in an instant, he lost his center of gravity, and with his hands outstretched, he fell into the big hole in front of him.

Schiller stood sideways at the edge of the cave, turned his head and glanced down, the figure of Annihilation appeared beside him, Annihilation sighed, looked very tired, looked at Schiller and said, "I did my best, no matter what, don't come to trouble me again!" ”

Strange, who had fallen down the hole, only felt that he was falling in the endless void until the sense of time and space was completely gone, and after an unknown amount of time, he keenly felt that he had broken through some kind of barrier.

He struggled to concentrate, and the moment his mind was focused on his mind, his feet fell to the ground, and then he found himself unable to control his body and unable to wake up.

Sight, hearing, and smell were gradually regained, and it seemed that after a few years, when Strange regained full consciousness again, he saw an unfamiliar ceiling, and then a figure approaching.

His gaze froze for a moment, and gradually focused, and what appeared in Strange's field of vision was a blue-eyed and black-haired young man, who looked at Strange with a gaze that was almost indistinguishable from Schiller's, and said in a low, slightly hoarse voice.

“…… This is the new magic professor? ”

Strange blinked vigorously and struggled to get up from the ground, when suddenly the tip of a black umbrella pressed against his chest, causing him to lie on the ground again.

Schiller slowly half-knelt down, turned his head to look at Strange, his gaze fell first on his arm, then on his face, and Schiller said, "Self-harm, huh?" ”

Strange took a deep breath and roared, "Schiller! Do you hold such a grudge! Where did you get me?!! ”

Schiller slowly stood up with his umbrella in his hand, still looking down at Strange with that slightly cold gaze, and then he opened his arms slightly and said.

"This is Gotham...... Welcome to Gotham. ”

All right!