Chapter 147: The First Student

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Half a month later. 

After causing several disturbances in New York City, Erik had finally earned himself a nickname—Magneto. 

During this time, he encountered a mutant who deliberately approached him. 

After spending a few days together, Erik—who had long suspected the other's intentions—eventually received confirmation. Under the mutant's recommendation, Erik was introduced to the Hellfire Club, where he met the Black Queen. 

His abilities were formidable, and upon joining Hellfire, he was immediately recognized as an asset. 

However, recognition did not mean trust. If he wanted to achieve his true goals, it would take time and patience. 

When Erik first met the Black Queen, laying eyes on that seductive, enchanting woman, whose very presence exuded chaos and wickedness, he couldn't help but feel a chill run through him. 

She was powerful. He would have to proceed with caution. 

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Meanwhile, Elsewhere… 

On the other side of the city, Charles Xavier had finally finished setting up his school. 

Using his doctoral credentials, he began giving lectures at various universities, spreading awareness and knowledge about mutants. 

During his lectures, he frequently heard whispers—some filled with anger and prejudice, others outright insulting and protesting against him. These words stung, but amidst the hostility, he also heard a different kind of voice—one filled with curiosity and hope, which made it all worthwhile. 

When someone directly asked if he was a mutant, Charles didn't hesitate—he openly admitted his identity. 

His honesty, however, had consequences. 

All of his scheduled lectures were canceled. 

Though disappointed, he remained steadfast. If he couldn't even stand by his own identity, then he had no right to pursue this path in the first place. 

But his efforts weren't in vain. 

Because he found his first student. 

 Jean Grey. 

Technically, she wasn't a university student. 

She had only been sneaking into classes, listening from the back. 

Jean had never been able to control her powers. Ever since her abilities awakened at the age of ten, she had been unable to attend school. 

Luckily, her parents deeply loved her. Despite her mutation, they never treated her differently, something she was grateful for beyond words. 

Yet, through her telepathic abilities, she could still sense their fear. 

They weren't afraid of her—they were afraid of her power. 

Afraid that, one day, she might lose control and hurt someone without meaning to. 

She had no choice but to suppress her abilities, to never use them. 

Until… 

She met Charles Xavier—a man who proudly acknowledged his mutant identity. 

That day, after his lecture, she secretly followed him. 

When Charles noticed her, she revealed her identity and explained why she was there. 

She wanted his help. 

Without a moment of hesitation, Charles agreed. 

And just like that, Jean Grey became his first student. 

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Afterward, Jean and Charles visited her parents together. 

Charles spoke with them, reassuring them, convincing them to let Jean train under his guidance. 

With their reluctant but hopeful approval, Jean left home and arrived at the school—even though it had yet to officially open. 

As she walked around the estate, taking in the grandeur and beauty of the campus, she couldn't hide her awe and excitement. 

Then, Charles spoke. 

"This… will be our school." 

Jean turned to him, her eyes filled with wonder and anticipation. 

"A school… just for mutants?" 

Charles smiled and nodded. 

"Yes." 

"That's amazing!" 

Jean beamed. Though she wanted to jump for joy, her upbringing kept her restrained—she simply clenched her fists in quiet excitement. 

Then Charles added, "You're the first student." 

Jean froze. 

"…Huh? Wait—what?" 

Her expression was a mix of shock and confusion. 

Charles looked slightly awkward, turning his gaze away. 

"Don't worry," he reassured her. "More will come." 

Jean hesitated, then nodded slowly. 

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"Come, let's go over there." 

Charles gestured toward a small lake within the estate. 

They walked halfway around it, eventually stopping at a wooden bench, shaded beneath the branches of a large tree. 

Charles patted the seat beside him. 

"Sit, Jean." 

Jean obeyed, settling down as she gazed at the calm waters of the lake. 

Her earlier excitement gradually faded, replaced by a deep sense of peace. 

Charles then reached out his hand toward her. 

Jean hesitated. 

"Don't worry, it'll be fine." 

Charles smiled reassuringly. 

Jean Grey hesitated before placing her hand in his palm. Her voice was filled with uncertainty as she asked, "Can I really control my powers?" 

"No one is born with complete control," Charles said gently. "A baby has to try many times before learning to walk. When we awaken our powers, we're like infants taking our first steps—we need practice, patience, and perseverance. Right?" 

Jean nodded but still looked troubled. "But I can't control it. I might hurt people... Even trying could hurt someone." 

She was kind-hearted, deeply afraid of causing harm. 

Charles looked at her warmly. "I'll help you," he promised. 

He tightened his grip around her hand, his voice steady. "My father once told me: 'If you are given power, it means you have the potential to master it. Our job is to train until we gain full control.'" 

Then, with a playful wink, he added, "Of course, sometimes we all need a little help." 

Jean looked at him curiously. "Professor Charles, have you ever needed help?" 

Charles chuckled. "Yes. My father guided me until I learned to control my powers." 

Jean felt a twinge of envy—not for his father, but for his ability to control his abilities so effortlessly. 

"Jean, show me your power." 

She hesitated for a moment before nodding and activating her abilities. 

As she did, Charles extended his own psychic power, carefully analyzing the flow of energy within her. 

In the next instant, Charles felt a powerful psychic force pressing into his mind. 

This is... telepathy? 

A wave of surprise—and excitement—washed over him. 

Reaching out with his own power, he gently touched Jean's psychic energy, forming a connection. 

Their minds intertwined, and for the first time, they spoke without words. 

Jean's eyes lit up with joy. 

She had known about Charles's abilities—he had explained them during their tour—but only now, as she directly experienced his psychic power, did she truly grasp how immense and controlled his abilities were. 

He can help me! 

Telekinesis, telepathy, and immense psychic strength… 

Jean eagerly demonstrated her power to him. 

Her abilities were already impressive, but Charles sensed something more—a force hidden deep within her. 

He met her gaze and spoke carefully. "Jean, I can feel it. There's something else inside you—a power even greater than what you've shown." 

Jean frowned slightly, sensing something was off but unable to pinpoint what. 

Charles paused, then asked, "If you're willing, I can use my power to reach out and explore this force." 

Jean didn't hesitate—she nodded firmly. 

She had already witnessed Charles's strength firsthand. 

As Charles extended his psychic reach, probing deeper into her mind, he suddenly froze. 

The power was overwhelming. 

It was far beyond what he had anticipated. 

Before he could delve further, the energy began to stir restlessly, as if sensing his intrusion. 

Then, for the first time… 

Charles became aware of something—or someone—else lurking within Jean Grey's mind. 

(End of Chapter)