As Stephen Strange said, you will only feel less time to learn magic, not more time.

Coulson, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes, and with a twist of his hands, a golden magic shield appeared in front of him.

Coulson stepped out of bed with excitement on his face and walked towards Strange's room.

The mage apprentices in the square also happened to be gathering energy, their hands maintaining the magic seal, but they could only rub it out in mid-air

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