Chapter 93

"Alright, time to go. Ron, don't touch Harry and the others' stuff!"

The night grew deeper, and the temperature became colder, so Hagrid had to urge Ron and Hermione to leave.

How could he know that both of them wanted to stay.

Ron looked at Hermione in a panic, and the latter's eyes turned around, looking like a little sprite.

"Hagrid, how long would it take for Yang and Harry to tidy up so much stuff by themselves?"

"We should help them tidy up before leaving. This is the basic etiquette that gentlemen and ladies should possess."

Hermione pulled Hagrid's clothes and began trying to persuade him.

Hagrid looked up at the camping gear scattered on the ground around them.

He sighed and said, "Alright, but we must be quick."

Ron happily fiddled with the outdoor tent.

"Hey, they don't need that! There is a wooden house I built with my own hands here, which is not only warm but also very safe."

Hagrid stopped Ron from taking the tent apart.

Hermione hurriedly pulled Ron away, glared at him fiercely, and whispered in his ear: "Can't you wait a bit longer?"

Ron scratched his head and laughed twice.

Under Hermione's direction, everyone moved things in an orderly manner, until the ground suddenly began to tremble.

Thump~ thump~ thump~ Ron looked down at the jumping stones at his feet and shouted in horror: "It's an earthquake!!!"

Hermione and Harry screamed immediately after!

The three of them fled in panic!

Hagrid and Chu Yang looked at each other.

This was not an earthquake.

It was some kind of behemoth approaching...

"The three of you, calm down!"

Hagrid grabbed one in each hand, controlling the three little squirrels running around.

"Look up!"

Hearing Hagrid's reminder, Hermione looked up first, and then saw the sky completely covered by some huge object.

It was a giant tree towering into the clouds, or rather, a tree man. Its volume was hard to describe; just by standing there, its shadow covered the nearby lake.

It was creepy!

"Ahhh!!!"

Hermione let out a deafening scream.

Harry and Ron looked up at the same time, and after seeing the behemoth, they followed suit and screamed.

Chu Yang's ears hurt from the noise, so he cast a Silencing Charm.

The three people's mouths seemed to be sewn shut, and the screams stopped abruptly.

"Don't be nervous, that's Yang's pet. Haven't you seen it before?" Hagrid explained.

A pet?

Hermione, Harry, and Ron looked at Chu Yang in horror.

"It's the Whomping Willow in the school!"

Seeing them quiet down, Chu Yang lifted the spell.

"Impossible!" Hermione immediately shook her head: "The Whomping Willow isn't that big."

Chu Yang was too lazy to explain to them and directly gave an order to the giant tree, "Find a place to sit down, don't block the light."

The giant tree moved slowly, and the wooden house was bathed in the quiet moonlight again.

Ron squinted one eye and looked up, saying with difficulty: "I find it hard to believe this is real."

Chu Yang smiled: "I gave it a new name, called the War Tree."

Under Chu Yang's command, the War Tree was very well-behaved.

Hagrid using the word "pet" to describe it was not wrong at all.

Harry looked at the War Tree with lingering fear and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He finally understood why Headmaster Dumbledore insisted on letting Chu Yang accompany him to stay in the Forbidden Forest for a period of time.

With such a terrifying creature, even if Voldemort came, he wouldn't be able to beat it, right? Just as the War Tree sat down, the ground shook again, and then some small branches and vines extended to Chu Yang's feet like tentacles.

Gently rubbing against Chu Yang's wizard robe.

"It's acting coquettishly with you?" Hermione looked at the twisting branches on the ground in surprise.

"Well, strictly speaking, it's still a child." Chu Yang teased.

Ron laughed dryly: "A child of several decades old..."

Harry adjusted his glasses and nodded: "According to the age of trees, calling it a child at twenty-something is very appropriate."

"Well said, Harry!" Hagrid stroked the branches of the War Tree, his expression gentle, as if treating a real toddler.

"In other words, with it here, the Forbidden Forest has changed from the most dangerous place to the safest place?"

Hermione's eyes lit up, and she secretly pinched Ron.

Ron almost jumped up from the pain, but was suppressed back by Hermione's fierce look, and he nodded in agreement, "It really gives a sense of security, Hagrid, am I right?"

"Of course!" Hagrid said proudly: "You can completely trust this little guy!"

A little guy? Chu Yang looked at the War Tree, whose height was approaching Ultraman, and suddenly felt it was a bit funny.

"Since it's so safe, wouldn't it be better for us to stay here?"

Then, Hermione said as a matter of course.

"Of course... No!"

Hagrid, whose IQ balance was insufficient, suddenly reacted and hurriedly shook his head: "Headmaster Dumbledore didn't say you could stay here."

Ron continued: "But he didn't say we couldn't stay here either."

Hagrid was speechless, his brain gradually crashing.

Just at this moment, the ground began to tremble again, and everyone looked at the War Tree.

Ron reminded: "Don't move around..."

The War Tree reached out to scratch its crown, its every move indicating confusion.

I didn't move...

The few of them looked at each other.

Hissing sounds rang out one after another deep in the Forbidden Forest, and then one after another white figures rushed out from the darkness.

Hermione said excitedly: "It's unicorns! I saw unicorns!"

Ron opened his mouth wide and said in disbelief: "So many unicorns?! Merlin's beard!"

Countless white figures gathered into a torrent under the moonlight, rushing like a tsunami. The scene was heart-stirring.

Harry was dumbfounded.

The unicorns stopped slowly. Most of them stopped by the lake to lower their heads and drink water, while the rest walked near Chu Yang.

But because there were other people beside Chu Yang, the unicorns subconsciously kept their distance.

Hagrid took a few deep breaths, suppressed his excitement, and turned to Chu Yang: "They must have smelled your scent."

Chu Yang nodded. To be precise, it was the pure life force in his body that was attracting the unicorns.

"Are they also your pets?" Hermione's excited face was flushed, "I know it's very rude to ask, but can you let me ride a unicorn, just for a little while."

"If they don't like it, then forget it..." Hermione stood in place awkwardly.

"They are my friends, don't worry, unicorns like smart and kind girls like you very much."

Chu Yang whistled, and the unicorn standing nearby immediately ran to him, gently touching his hand with its head.

Life force flowed like a hot spring through Chu Yang's hand into the unicorn's body.

It let out a happy long neigh.

"Ride it!"

Chu Yang cast a Levitation Charm on Hermione, sending her accurately onto the unicorn's back.

Amidst Hermione's surprised screams, the unicorn carried her and strolled around the wooden house, bathed in the moonlight.

The picture was beautiful.

Ron said anxiously: "Me too, I want to ride too!"

A cunning smile flashed in Chu Yang's eyes, "Are you sure?"

Ron nodded firmly.

"Alright, you said it yourself."

Chu Yang used the Levitation Charm to send him onto the back of another unicorn.

As soon as he got close, the unicorn tilted its head to the side and kicked Ron off from mid-air.

"Ouch!!!"

Ron sat on the ground, baring his teeth in pain.

Hagrid finally didn't argue with Hermione, and after repeated instructions, he left the Forbidden Forest.

Actually, at first, Dumbledore was prepared to let Hagrid stay in the Forbidden Forest as well.

It was just that Hagrid refused, because Hagrid felt that compared to Chu Yang and Harry, Dumbledore's situation was more dangerous, as he would face the insidious Death Eaters head-on.

The great Dumbledore would of course not lose, but after all, he was old.

After Hagrid left, the small wooden house became a playground, and Hermione took Harry and Ron to have fun, getting along well with the unicorns.

Chu Yang took this opportunity to silently pack up the tents and sleeping bags.

Looking at the appearance of these few people, it is estimated that no one would choose the small wooden bed Hagrid carefully prepared, so Chu Yang took four sleeping bags in one go.

About half an hour later, the three of them were exhausted from playing.

When they came back rubbing their eyes, they saw that four cute little tents had appeared on the open grass in front of the wooden house.

Both inside and outside the tents were illuminated by camping lights, adding a touch of warmth to the cold Forbidden Forest.

The three cheered and each chose a tent to crawl into. It seemed no one intended to wash up.

Not long after, light snoring came from the tents.

Seeing that they were all asleep, Chu Yang took a folding chair, sat beside the tents, and read a book by the light of the camping lamp.

He was waiting for someone.

When the page turned to the fifth page, a gust of wind blew across the grass.

Firenze's sturdy figure appeared under the moonlight.

"Very happy to see you again." Firenze bowed, a smile on his lips, "I guessed it was you when I sensed the unicorn's abnormality."

Chu Yang laughed, "Don't always talk to me with such a polite attitude, friends shouldn't be like this, Firenze."

"Okay." Firenze nodded, walked to Chu Yang's side with light steps, bent down and whispered: "Dumbledore told me in advance that during the time you stay in the Forbidden Forest, I will definitely ensure your safety, although I know that Voldemort does not have the ability to threaten your safety."

Chu Yang closed the book and said: "The person you need to protect is not me."

Firenze glanced at the tent where Harry was.

"Keep an eye on them, I'm going out for a while."

Chu Yang stood up and pulled his wand from his wide wizard robe.

"Where are you going so late?"

Firenze was a bit worried.

"To see an old man."

Chu Yang smiled, then cast Apparition, and the surrounding space began to distort.

With a flash, Chu Yang disappeared in front of Firenze.

Firenze was long used to this.

After a long time of getting along, Firenze was the only one who knew Chu Yang's true strength.

When Chu Yang's feet landed again, he had arrived at a town called Little Hangleton.

The Gaunt house is located within a five-mile radius of Little Hangleton. As for the specific location, Chu Yang still has to find it himself.

The last two problems—the Black ancestral house and the Gaunt house—are nothing more than a choice between the two.

The Black family's ancestral house has the Fidelius Charm and requires someone from the Black family to lead the way, but Chu Yang has no connection with this family.

So he came here first to try his luck.

Chu Yang put away his wand, formed seals with both hands, and prepared to cast the Super Light-Weight Rock Technique to fly into the sky.

Fortunately, it was the middle of the night, and there was no one on the street, so no one saw a guy in a wizard robe making some strange gestures.

After Chu Yang rose to a certain height, he looked down at the ground, carefully searching for the old mansion hidden in the mountains and forests.

Finally, between two steep hillsides, he found the dilapidated mansion in the crack.

Chu Yang flew around the surroundings, confirmed that there was no one, and landed in front of the Gaunt house.

A winding snake-like pattern was engraved on the door knocker.

Very good, very Slytherin style.

Chu Yang detected the magical fluctuations of the door and felt there was no problem, then pushed the door and entered. With Observation Haki expanded, Chu Yang's ears were filled with whispering sounds.

Following the sound and searching constantly, Chu Yang found an old man in an indigo wizard robe in a corner of the Gaunt house.

Dumbledore was sitting on the cold wooden floor, the faint moonlight spilling onto him through the window. His expression was sometimes tangled, sometimes ferocious, looking as if he had fallen into some kind of demonic state.

A gold ring embedded with a black gemstone fell in front of Dumbledore.

This is the Gaunt ring that carries Voldemort's soul fragment.

Chu Yang observed Dumbledore's state and found that he had not yet been cursed by the ring.

Instead, he was stuck in a stalemate of resisting the curse while trying to lift it.

Dumbledore had always wanted to destroy all Horcruxes at the same time, not giving Voldemort a chance to react.

That's why he chose to take this ring away instead of destroying it on the spot.

However, the dark magic Voldemort used to protect the Horcruxes was very powerful and could not be dispelled simply.

But Dumbledore still underestimated the curse on the ring.

The old man didn't know how long he had been in a stalemate here. His face was pale, and his physical strength was clearly at the bottom.

Chu Yang clapped his hands together. The wooden floor under his feet suddenly made a creaking sound, and a emerald green vine broke through the cracks in the floor, slowly extending toward the Gaunt ring. After wrapping around it a few times, it completely sealed the ring.

Then Chu Yang added a layer of sealing jutsu on top.

After doing all this, Dumbledore beside him suddenly took a heavy breath and gradually opened his eyes.

"Why are you here?"

Dumbledore was very surprised.

"Hermione and the others told me about the Horcruxes, so I wanted to come and take a look."

Chu Yang reached out and helped Dumbledore up.

"Thank you." Dumbledore stood up unsteadily and explained: "Besides the curse, there is also a powerful protective spell on the ring. Anyone who wants to lift the curse will be countered."

"His mind has always been very delicate, I was careless."

"Oh, right!"

"Hermione and the others shouldn't know the location of the Horcruxes." Dumbledore slowly turned his head, looked at Chu Yang and asked: "How did you know there was a Horcrux here?"

Chu Yang replied: "Hermione told me the content of the book, and I inferred it myself."

"Most of the time, compared to the stupidity of students, I am more worried that you are too smart." Dumbledore said helplessly: "Especially you."

Chu Yang asked back: "And now?"

Dumbledore laughed out loud, "I must praise your courage and wisdom, Mr. Chu Yang."

Chu Yang also followed suit and laughed.

A moment later, Dumbledore said: "I don't have the strength to cast spells now, you have to take me away from here, using Apparition."

Chu Yang took out his wand.

"Happy to help, Headmaster Dumbledore."

The surrounding scene began to distort and change. The next second, the two appeared beside the small wooden house in the Forbidden Forest.

"I have to say, your Apparition is already at a master level." Dumbledore praised.

"Still far from yours."

Chu Yang turned around, took a folding chair, and placed it beside Dumbledore.

Dumbledore didn't rush to sit down, but looked around, his eyes full of shock.

Not far away, unicorns were wandering.

He knew that Chu Yang was favored by unicorns, but he didn't expect it to be so outrageous.

"Headmaster Dumbledore?"

Firenze looked at the suddenly appearing Dumbledore and Chu Yang, his face full of surprise.

"Mr. Firenze, hello."

Dumbledore's shocked mood gradually eased, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He could be sure that Harry was absolutely safe here.

He had absolute certainty of victory in this war.

Then there was only one problem left.

How to deal with the soul fragment on Harry...

Dumbledore frowned.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, is there anything I can help you with?" Firenze asked.

"A small problem."

Dumbledore shook his head.

"Firenze, could you please go and patrol the surroundings?"

Chu Yang suddenly spoke. Firenze didn't think much about it after hearing this, nodded, and left the vicinity of the wooden house in a few leaps.

After Firenze left, Chu Yang said to Dumbledore: "If you have any concerns, please tell me. As the smartest student at Hogwarts, I have an obligation to help you share the burden."

Dumbledore thought for a long time, turned his head to look at the few tents behind him, and then cast a spell to isolate the sound.

He said slowly: "To eliminate Voldemort, all Horcruxes must be destroyed, and Harry... he is one of Voldemort's Horcruxes."

Chu Yang showed an appropriate expression of surprise, then pretended to be silent, and said after a long while: "I want to know everything, can I?"

Dumbledore told everything...

Starting from how Tom Riddle became Voldemort.

Until Voldemort was countered by the blood-kin curse and his soul split into Harry.

"According to what you said, Harry is at most a pseudo-Horcrux, because the whole process did not strictly follow the manufacturing process of a Horcrux, it was an accident." "I think so too, but the key to the problem is that even if Harry is a pseudo-Horcrux, it still requires the Killing Curse to eliminate the soul fragment in his body."

"We can try to split Harry's soul in the way a Horcrux is made, just by making slight changes to the incantation."

Hearing this, a flash of inspiration flashed in Dumbledore's mind, and then he looked at Chu Yang with a surprised expression.

Theoretically speaking, this is completely achievable.

The soul fragment attached to Harry's body is not stable enough. Separating it from Harry's body is much easier than splitting a complete soul directly.

The difficulty of casting the spell will also be significantly reduced.

Secondly, the soul fragment is hidden in Harry's body, not completely fused with Harry's own soul.

As long as the spell is appropriately modified to act on the flesh, it will not affect Harry's own soul.

Dumbledore, who had a train of thought, swept away all his anxiety and regained his former confidence.

"You always surprise me."

Dumbledore looked at Chu Yang with relief, with a smile in the corners of his eyes.

"Just some small cleverness..." Chu Yang smiled modestly: "The truly difficult part lies in how to modify the incantation. This is something only you can do."

Dumbledore breathed a long sigh of relief, "Next, we just need to find a tool that can destroy the Horcruxes, and Harry's problem can be solved."

Every Horcrux has powerful magic protection, and it is difficult to destroy them in conventional ways.

In the later plot, when Harry used Gryffindor's sword to kill the basilisk, the sword absorbed the basilisk venom and also gained the ability to destroy Horcruxes.

The basilisk is hidden in the girls' public washroom at Hogwarts and hasn't come out to harm anyone yet. It's just right to finish it off now.

Just as Chu Yang and Dumbledore were discussing how to modify the incantation, Ron's tent suddenly had some movement.

Dumbledore didn't notice, but Chu Yang heard a faint sound.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak~~~"

It was the sound of a mouse.

The corners of Chu Yang's mouth rose slightly. He turned around and waved his wand, and magic power shot out like lightning, hitting the edge of the tent accurately.

A mouse that ran out of Ron's tent was hit by the magic and fainted on the ground.

"Oh!"

Dumbledore looked surprised.

This mouse was Peter Pettigrew, who was lurking in the Weasley family.

Back then, it was he who betrayed his good friend James Potter, informed Voldemort of the Potter family's news, and led to the scene where Voldemort killed Harry's parents.

Afterward, Peter Pettigrew framed Sirius Black for this and disguised himself as being killed by him.

And Sirius Black was also sent to Azkaban because of him.

During this period, the reason Chu Yang let him be was because he didn't want to disturb the plot development at will and create extra complications.

Plus, he has always been very honest and hasn't done anything out of line.

But now, Chu Yang cannot let him make trouble at the last moment.

"If you continue to play dead on the ground, the next spell will be the Killing Curse!" Chu Yang said coldly.

The mouse suddenly jumped up from the ground and ran desperately into the depths of the Forbidden Forest. The next moment, a white figure suddenly rushed out and blocked in front of him.

The unicorn lifted its hoof and kicked the mouse away fiercely.

In mid-air, Peter Pettigrew revealed his original form and fell heavily at Chu Yang's feet.

"It's you?!"

Dumbledore recognized Peter Pettigrew.

"Hello, great Headmaster Dumbledore."

Peter Pettigrew didn't dare to look up, cowering on the ground.

A person who should have died is still alive...

Sirius didn't kill him back then! Dumbledore's mind was full of thoughts. After a moment, only one answer remained.

"You are the Secret-Keeper for the Potters, right?"

Dumbledore was furious, his silver-white hair dancing in the sky, "Tell me the truth! Peter!"

Peter Pettigrew trembled all over with fear.

The angry Dumbledore's aura was no weaker than Voldemort's.

Chu Yang walked to his side and whispered: "I am very proficient in the three Unforgivable Curses. Tell me, which one do you like?"

Peter Pettigrew's face changed drastically, and he told the truth about what happened back then in fear.

Dumbledore was furious.

Peter Pettigrew shivered.

Chu Yang said: "The most important thing now should be to go to Azkaban and rescue Sirius Black."

The anger between Dumbledore's brows gradually eased, and he nodded: "You are right, he should not be punished by me. Azkaban is where he should go."

Peter Pettigrew's face turned pale instantly, his eyes full of despair.

For a coward like this, the horror of Dementors is no less than Voldemort.

The next day.

Peter Pettigrew was taken away by Dumbledore and Hagrid. They prepared to go to the Ministry of Magic to tell the truth and use Peter Pettigrew to exchange Sirius Black out of Azkaban.

Early morning.

There was one more guest in the Forbidden Forest.

He was in rags, sallow and thin, looking malnourished for a long time. His eyes were filled with numbness, his face had a bit of viciousness, and with his messy hair, he exuded a fierce feeling all over.

Harry and Hermione subconsciously stayed far away from him. They didn't understand why Hagrid brought a stranger here.

The two whispered, discussing the identity of the person in front of them.

Hagrid said something in Sirius's ear, and the latter's numb eyes suddenly lit up, staring fixedly at Harry.

Harry was startled by him and ran toward the wooden house without looking back!

Chu Yang happened to walk out from inside with breakfast.

Thump!!! Harry, who was running in a panic, bumped directly into Chu Yang, seeing stars instantly.

Chu Yang steadied the swaying tray and looked down. Harry had already fainted on the ground.

"Youth is great, falling asleep as soon as you hit the ground."

Chu Yang sighed.

"Oh!"

Hagrid exclaimed and stepped forward, preparing to help Harry up, but Sirius was faster than him, and in two or three steps, he rushed in front of Harry.

Sirius gently wiped the scar on Harry's forehead and called softly: "Harry... Potter."

Harry opened his eyes in a daze. What came into view was the man with a fierce face. He wailed in fear and fainted again.

Hagrid reminded helplessly: "I think you should tidy up properly, Black. Look at how you scared the child?"

Sirius was speechless in embarrassment.

Chu Yang placed the breakfast on the folding table outside the house, turned to Sirius and said: "The washroom on the second floor has been set up, you can use it at any time, Mr. Black."

Looking at the young man with an oriental face in front of him, Sirius suddenly remembered the conversation between Dumbledore and himself.

The other party told him that it was a student named "Chu Yang" who caught Peter Pettigrew, and he regained his freedom because of this.

Sirius asked: "Are you Chu Yang?"

Chu Yang smiled and nodded, "You can say whatever you want slowly at the dinner table. We are about to have breakfast, I hope you can finish washing up quickly."

The young man's exceptionally mature speech surprised Sirius quite a bit.

"Go wash up quickly, I'll take care of Harry."

Hagrid urged Sirius, his eyes unconsciously looking at the breakfast Chu Yang had just made. The fragrance of the food made him unable to help swallowing his saliva.

After Sirius handed Harry to Hagrid, he walked straight toward the wooden house. Hermione nervously made way, and the former politely said "Thank you."

"Doesn't seem as scary as imagined..."

Hermione looked at Sirius's back and muttered, then walked to Chu Yang's side and asked in a low voice: "Who is he? Why did you call him Mr. Black?"

Chu Yang replied: "Black was a good friend of Harry's parents before they died, and he is also Harry's godfather."

Hermione's eyes widened instantly.

Hagrid helped Harry sit on a stool, then took something like a plant root from his pocket and placed it under Harry's nose.

Harry shivered, then took a deep breath, and slowly opened his eyes.

Fortunately, what he saw this time was Hagrid.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

The tent on the grass moved. Ron, wearing pajamas, crawled out of the tent with sleepy eyes, followed the smell and walked slowly to the dining table, preparing to sit down.

Hermione pulled the stool from under his butt angrily.

"Ouch."

Ron fell firmly to the ground, his sleepiness woke up instantly, and Hermione was finally satisfied.

A moment later.

Everyone gathered around the dining table, drooling from the smell of the food, all a bit impatient.

Creak~~~ Sirius pushed open the wooden door and appeared in front of everyone again.

Although he was still in the same simple and dilapidated clothes, his mental state had taken on a new look. He no longer looked vicious, just a bit thin.

Hermione said: "After washing clean, he's actually quite good-looking."

Sirius bowed slightly and smiled lightly: "Beautiful lady, thank you for your compliment."

Hermione's face flushed instantly.

"Everyone is waiting for you, sit down quickly, Black!"

On the way, Chu Yang thought of the dejected Thor.

So he took a detour, brewed two cups of coffee, and came to the room where Thor was being held.

After entering, he found that Thor's mood was even lower than before.

"Is failing to pick up that hammer making you so frustrated?"

Chu Yang directly released Thor's restraints and handed him the coffee.

"It has nothing to do with Mjolnir..." Thor held the coffee, his voice full of sadness, "My father the King has passed away, because of my selfishness and stupidity!"

A look of realization flashed in Chu Yang's eyes; it seemed that Loki, that little liar, had been here.

He immediately asked: "There is a smell of magic residue here. May I ask who has been here?"

Thor looked up in surprise, "You can actually detect Loki's magic power? He is the most powerful spellcaster in all of Asgard, besides my mother!"

"Loki." Chu Yang raised an eyebrow and smiled: "According to Norse mythology, you should be Thor, the God of Thunder, and your father is the legendary All-Father Odin."

Thor nodded: "Yes."

The door of the room was opened again.

It was Phil Coulson.

Seeing Chu Yang here, he said quite unexpectedly: "I thought you wouldn't wake up until tomorrow morning."

Chu Yang smiled: "Curiosity woke me up."

Phil Coulson nodded: "Understandable, whether it's a scientist or a magician, they are all fascinated by knowledge."

"However, I hope you won't unlock the prisoner's electronic shackles without authorization next time."

"Sorry." Chu Yang shrugged, "His current mood needs a cup of hot coffee to comfort him."

"His 'father the King' Odin has passed away."

Phil Coulson scratched his head: "He's not only a god, but also a prince?"

Suddenly, Phil Coulson felt something was wrong, "Who did you say? Odin? Odin from Norse mythology?"

Chu Yang nodded.

"That's right, who you are tying up now is the famous God of Thunder, Thor."

Compared to Norse mythology, Americans prefer Greek mythology and have filmed a large number of related film and television works.

They like to combine American elements with Greek mythology.

Making people in other countries mistakenly think that Greek mythology is unique to America.

On this point, their son, the Kimchi Country, learned it very well.

As for Norse mythology, most people have only heard of it and don't understand it. As long as the All-Father is mentioned, everyone will subconsciously think of Zeus instead of Odin.

Phil Coulson, who associated it with mythology, felt it was very dreamy at this moment, and the next second he felt Chu Yang was talking nonsense.

He didn't even want to believe that Thor was a god, let alone believe he was the God of Thunder.

"Loki was just here."

Chu Yang dropped a bombshell.

"Impossible."

Phil immediately shook his head: "There is surveillance everywhere here."

"Cameras can't block a god's magic."

Chu Yang sneered.

"What he said is true, Loki was just here; he was the one who told me the news of my father's death."

Thor continued to be in a low mood and told the whole story.

Phil Coulson's scalp tingled; the successive news made his heart rise and fall like a roller coaster.

"Agent, don't be nervous, this is likely false news."

Chu Yang finished the coffee in his hand in one breath and let out a satisfied sigh.

"Impossible!"

Thor frowned, looking at Chu Yang with unkind eyes, "Loki wouldn't deceive me with such things."

Chu Yang raised the corners of his mouth and mocked: "If he were really the legendary All-Father Odin, how could he die so easily?"

"Just because he's old and can't withstand the pressure?"

"How many days have you been on Earth?"

Thor was stunned for a moment. Thinking carefully, he also felt it was a bit strange. His father had just banished him to Earth, how could he have passed away so quickly? Chu Yang said again: "As for signing a peace contract with the Frost Giants, it's even more ridiculous."

"All-Father Odin is dead, Thor the God of Thunder is banished to Earth, what does Loki have to deter the Frost Giants?"

"If I were a Frost Giant, I would have invaded Asgard long ago, instead of signing a bullshit peace contract."

Thor suddenly realized, and then infinite anger surged from his heart, roaring: "Loki!!!"

Phil Coulson hurriedly pulled Chu Yang aside and whispered: "You told me before that he was an alien, why is he a god now?"

Chu Yang said: "Is there a possibility that gods are aliens in the first place?"

Phil Coulson was choked by the words; it made so much sense!

Chu Yang teased: "Hurry up and make the call, if you're late, you'll be scolded again."

"I'll be scolded even if I call now!" Phil Coulson dialed the phone with a headache.

"It's the middle of the night, Phil!"

Nick Fury suppressed his anger and said slowly: "Tell me, what surprise is waiting for me?"

Phil Coulson coughed dryly and walked out of the room.

Thor walked up to Chu Yang and said in a deep voice: "I must return to Asgard and uncover Loki's lies."

Chu Yang shrugged, "It doesn't seem to be of any use for you to tell me this."

Thor stared at Chu Yang and said: "I just saw it, you can summon Thor's Hammer, and it responded to your call."

Chu Yang shook his head: "It wasn't Thor's Hammer that responded to me, but the magic cast on it. I just read part of the spell correctly."

Thor stared with bull-like eyes, "Then read the rest correctly too."

Chu Yang was amused, "Is Odin's magic something you can use just by reading it correctly? Is it an AI lock?"

Thor sighed, "Then what should I do? I have lost my qualifications, cannot lift the war hammer, and cannot summon the Bifrost."

Chu Yang said: "That's your problem. If you're willing to stay on Earth obediently, you can live a whole life."

After speaking, Chu Yang left the room.

"Wait for me."

Thor hurriedly chased after him.

The two came to the area where Thor's Hammer was located. The researchers were still measuring the energy fluctuations emitted by Thor's Hammer.

Because the material itself was special, the scientists tried many devices but couldn't leave a mark on Thor's Hammer.

They gave up the method of violent disassembly.

Even if they could now, Phil Coulson wouldn't allow it.

This is Thor's Hammer, for heaven's sake. If it breaks, it's not an international dispute, but a cosmic dispute.

After Chu Yang arrived, the other staff members consciously left to avoid disturbing him.

This was something Phil had emphasized many times.

And Thor watched with curiosity as Chu Yang analyzed Asgard's magic.

After watching for a long time, he realized a frustrating fact.

He couldn't understand it.

As a representative of the muscle faction, Thor's brain was 18,000 miles away from Loki's.

If it weren't for good genes, he would probably only be a fitness coach in this life.

"You and Loki are the same kind of people, both very smart. I couldn't learn these messy magic spells since I was a child."

Thor said with a complex expression: "Actually, it's not impossible to give the throne to Loki. Anyway, I'm not qualified to lift Thor's Hammer."

Chu Yang observed the inscriptions while saying: "Since you have been banished and lost your qualifications, isn't it a sure thing for him to inherit the throne as Odin's only remaining son?"

"Then what is he plotting by running all the way to Earth to deceive you?"

Thor's CPU was about to burn just thinking about it, and he said with a headache: "Can't you just say it directly?"

Chu Yang smiled: "There is only one reason: compared to you, he is even less qualified to inherit the throne."

"He is very likely not Odin's son."

Thor was dumbfounded. His first reaction was: did the Queen cheat?

Chu Yang ignored him and seized the time to learn the inscriptions on the hammer.

According to the plot, Thor would take it away soon.

At the same time, Loki was reaching a deal with the Frost Giants.

In a war between Asgard and the Frost Giants many years ago, Odin took away their clan's treasure, the Casket of Ancient Winters.

It was also on that battlefield that Odin encountered Loki, who was still a baby, and took him away to raise.