Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"You...seem to know a lot about hands and clubs?" Danny looked at the old man with a stick thoughtfully.

"Believe me, no one knows the Hand and Society better than the Stick Man." Matt smiled casually, "The one who knows you best must be your enemy."

"Speaking of which, my investigation found that the Hand and the Society were secretly dealing with a certain organization."

"We call ourselves the True Pure Society."

"These names are terrible." Jessica said speechlessly.

"We are the only reason the Hand hasn't won the war yet. We follow the Elders of K'un-Lun and the Immortal Fist."

"Majun will be my army?"

"I can barely understand it this way." The old man with the stick nodded slightly, "But this generation of Iron Fist will make Zhenchun very disappointed.

You were supposed to be on guard at Kunlun, but you left your post at the most critical moment, which gave the Hand and the Society the opportunity, causing heavy casualties in Kunlun.

The same is true for the Shinjunkai. I moved most of the members before the disaster, but some of them volunteered to guard the original base, but they all died."

"I'm so sorry." Danny lowered his head in self-blame, his eyes full of guilt.

"You apologize to me? Did you find the wrong person? You should kneel down and confess to those who died because of you.

You are ashamed of Kunlun's cultivation, you are ashamed of Shou Lao's expectations, you are ashamed of everyone's trust in you, do you really think you can bear the responsibility of Iron Fist?"

The old man's words were like sharp knives, stabbing Danny's heart.

But he cannot shirk his responsibility at all, and all explanations are pale and powerless for the lives that died because of his absence from duty.

"I'm doing my best to make up for the mistakes I made."

"Really? The only way you can make up for your mistake is to destroy the hand and the society."

"I know." Danny nodded solemnly. "This is also Iron Fist's responsibility. I didn't fulfill my duty to protect Kunlun, but I will definitely destroy the Hand and the Society."

"You are overestimating your own abilities." The old man with the stick said calmly, "You are courting death if you want to fight the Hand and Society alone. With the help of the Zhenchun Society, there may be a glimmer of hope."

Danny was flattered, "You mean Zhenchun would still be willing to believe me?"

"I don't want to, but we need your help in fighting the Hand and the Society."

"Here I come." Matt smiled as expected. This was how the old man with the stick tricked him into dealing with the Hand and the Society. However, it seemed that Danny didn't need to be tricked at all.

"What's coming?" Luke asked.

"That's just him."

"How do you know him?" Danny asked.

"You saw me fight! I learned it from him."

"So are you the blind lawyer, Daredevil? Or a member of the True Pure Society?"

“No, I’m not, don’t get me wrong.

I did not join their wars."

"You are deceiving yourself." The old man with the stick said calmly, "In fact, you have already joined, but you just don't want to admit it.

Not just Matt, but you guys.

You don’t think that if you offend the Hand and the Society and pretend nothing happened, they will let you go, right?”

Matt remained silent. Jessica and Luke looked at each other, feeling strangely uneasy.

"Matt must have had dealings with the Hand before." Jessica held on to a glimmer of hope, "Isn't he okay?"

"It seems Daredevil has been missing for a long time." Luke said expressionlessly, "Or maybe he has the foresight to cover his face before every action."

"Thank you for the compliment, even though it's not a nice one."

"If the leaders of the Hand had not gathered together, you might have been able to live in peace for a while if you had kept your tail between your legs, but now..." The old man with the stick paused and said meaningfully, "Alexandra is the leader of the Hand, and that woman is not very generous.

Once she frees her hands, you will be completely passive. "

"Stick, we need to talk."

"Whatever you want to say, just say it in front of us," Luke said.

"This is between us."

“We are all in danger.”

“I don’t know you well, Mr. Cage, but you seem like a good person.” Matt said patiently, pointing his right hand at the old man with the stick, “So believe me, this old man is the opposite of purity.

It’s best not to believe what he says, or you will regret it.”

"Kid, this time it's not about an individual, it's about the whole city."

Matt didn't believe a word of what the old man said.

"This is their life, Stickman, the life of the one they love."

"I'm not kidding, nor am I exaggerating." The old man with the stick said seriously, "The tremors that the city has experienced these days are nothing compared to what is about to happen.

The Hand has done this kind of thing before, Pompeii, Chernobyl, these things were called disasters in history books, but they were just cover-ups.

And New York will be next. The only thing that can stop Manhattan from becoming a pile of rubble and ash is... Shinjun, and maybe the four of you."

"Four of us." Matt disagreed, "Shouldn't it be the same with or without four of us?"

"Haha, you're right." The old man nodded, then turned his dull eyes to look at Danny, "If Kunlun hadn't been breached."

"Can you say something useful?" Jessica said speechlessly, "I'm tired of these conspiracy theories, this is too crazy.

By the way, can I not participate? It shouldn’t matter if one is missing from the four of us!”

"Maybe there are two less." Matt smiled and said, "I understand you very well, you have your life, and I have mine.

The Shouhe Society, the Zhenchun Society, Kunlun, these things have nothing to do with us. "

"How can you not understand how big a deal this is?" Danny said angrily.

"It's not that we don't understand, we're just not as great as you think."

"You've been through so much, Matt." The old man smiled. "I thought it was time for you to be more open-minded."

"Haha! Please forgive me for not being excited about taking on the Shouwakai again, okay?"

"How did you get involved?" Danny asked curiously.

"It's all thanks to him." Matt pointed at the old man with the stick in annoyance.

"He is one of the most talented fighters I have ever met."

"I've seen it."

"I trained him for war," said the old man with a sneer, "but he decided to wear a tights and stop robbers in the alleys."

"From what I've heard." Danny looked at Matt, "You did a great job."

“That was before, now he’s retired.”

"Let's not talk about this anymore, okay?"

"It's up to you, but I think you two should learn from each other." The old man with the stick said earnestly.

Whether it is Matt Murdock or Danny Rand, their strength is not weaker than him.

But one can have full hatred towards the opponent but be pitifully stupid, while the other can have a very high IQ but have an ambiguous attitude towards the opponent. If the two can be combined, they would be perfect warriors.

"I don't want to study anymore, old man." Matt said indifferently.

"Studying doesn't want to let you go!"

"Can you please stop talking nonsense?" Luke interrupted impatiently, "Isn't it time for you to tell us everything we need to know?"

"Sit down and talk." The old man with the stick moved a chair and sat down. After he felt the eyes of others were focused on him, he slowly spoke, "No one knows when it started, hundreds of years ago, thousands of years ago, it doesn't matter.

Long ago, the elders of Kunlun gathered to study how to draw upon their chi, the energy of life itself, which they wanted to use for governance.

But there are five heretics among them who have darker motives. What they want is not a cure, but eternal life, power, to never face death, and to be reborn again and again.

The elders regarded this as heresy, like Lucifer falling from heaven, and the five were banished from Kunlun forever. They became the five fingers of the Hand and the Society.

"The one in the Central City Circle..." Danny said solemnly, "He should be one of them!"

"Alexandra, that's the name she currently goes by, and she's also the leader of the Hand.

They separated and returned to their respective countries, each ruling their own territory, growing in power and influence."

"Mrs. Gao?"

“He is one of them.”

"She was involved in planning the murder of my parents."

"Compared to the multiple murders she planned, your parents' deaths were minor.

And Sowanda, African warlords, arms dealers, everything."

"That's the one I was following." Luke frowned slightly, "A black man wearing white clothes and a white hat."

“Friendly reminder, don’t get too close.

With just a few moves, he can slow down your pulse until your heart stops beating. "The old man with the stick said calmly, "And the gambler."

"He's dead, at least last time I saw him," Danny said.

"Huh! Finally, there is some good news.

You didn't kill him, but you at least reduced his chance of resurrection."

"Who's the last one?" Matt asked.

"Murakami." The old man with the stick said in a long and meaningful tone, "He is the man behind the letter, perhaps the most mysterious one, but when he shows up... he is an evil guy."

"Together we can handle this," Danny said.

"Okay, just say it!

"What do you want us to do, old man?" Matt demanded. "Don't lie to me. I can tell when you're lying."

"Uh... Matt, maybe you should calm down." Danny stretched out his hand to signal him to speak more calmly. "In the past few minutes, he told me more information than I learned in Kunlun."

"That's because he has something up his sleeve," Matt said with certainty. "What he wants will put everyone we care about in danger."

"You've said that."

"I will continue to speak."

"I lost a lot in this war. Don't treat me like a child."

"Then stop being a child."

"What did you say?" Danny stood up angrily.

“Those people won’t give you a second chance.” Matt also stood up and said angrily but sadly, “If you’re not careful, you’ll die.

Or worse, you'll be holding the person you love most in the world... and you'll have the honor of watching that person die."

"I want to quit." Jessica swallowed, "Maybe I shouldn't have taken this case."

"You can't retreat just because you want to, kid." The old man with the stick said calmly, "Not to mention that you have already entered the sight of the Hand and the Society. As long as you still live in this city, you will inevitably be dragged into it."

"Here we go again, old man." Matt sneered, "Can't you change your words?"

"This is the truth, you should know I am not lying.

If you don’t believe me, I can say it again. Please listen carefully.”

Matt was silent for a while, took a deep breath and said, “Maybe you are right, maybe the city is dangerous, maybe this battle is very important.

But have you ever thought that our involvement would make things worse? I don’t want to live with the guilt for the rest of my life.”

"Things can't get any worse if the hand and the meeting are successful." The old man with the stick slowly turned his gaze to Matt, "You have also encountered her!"

"How did you know?"

“I know you too well, kid.

She's the only reason you've stayed here until now."

"Erica, who is it?" Jessica asked.

"That's what he just said, that he once held the woman he loved most in his arms, and had the honor of watching her die in his arms.

You should have seen her too, wearing a red ninja costume and wielding a samurai sword..."

"is her?"

The three of them looked at each other, their eyes full of disbelief.

"The one we met in the building during the day?" Jessica was a little incoherent, "But she didn't seem to know you! She didn't even think of showing mercy when she attacked you."

"Her memory was wiped, she is no longer herself."

"That's not the point. The point is that she..." Luke paused, "She's not dead. She's still alive."

“It was obvious that the Hand and the Society had stolen her body and brought her back from death to reality.

Matt, we should have cremated her."

"I can't hear her heartbeat." Matt pursed his lips.

"That's because the girl I trained, the woman you loved...is no longer here."

"Maybe we can help her."

"That's easy to say. She is now a weapon of the Hand and the Society. She doesn't even remember who you are."

“No, she hesitated.

She didn't kill me right away today, she had the chance."

"Matt, you still like to deceive yourself." The old man with the stick said calmly, "But if you want to try to save her, of course you can, no problem.

But the premise is that you have to make sure that she will not kill you, or will not be killed by Zhenchun. "

"Ha! Haha!" Matt sneered, "Is this your purpose?"

The old man shrugged, "I won't force you."

"You're already forcing me." Matt said angrily, but soon calmed down, "I will hold her back and prevent her from hurting others, but Zhenchun would better not do anything bad to her, otherwise..."

"I can't guarantee that." The old man with the stick said frankly, "Erica has a special meaning to the opponent and the association, and she killed many people in the Zhenchun Society.

If you can't control her in time, Zhenchun will not let her live, she is too dangerous. "

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